Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

  Yan cleaned up his robe, opened the fan, and shouted: "Second brother, take your cousin, let's go."

  Liu Mingyue's face was pale, and Yan Ming's eyes were rather unnatural: "Third brother, what are you talking about, Mingyue is also your cousin."

  Liu Mingyue became even more unnatural. Yan Qing clicked his tongue meaningfully: "Second brother, you are also twenty-two, and the eldest is not young. Since you have asked for a marriage lottery, you must work harder. Let's go."

  Gu Zhenzhen wanted to have a grandson, but he couldn't count on him, so he could only count on Yan Ming.

  Yan Qing turned around and left. Except for the highest position on the city tower, where you can see the whole situation, the only good position is Wangchun Restaurant.

  The arena for the girls to compete is located at Wangchun Restaurant, and there are many novel and lively things nearby, which can attract many girls to come here.

  He only needs to find a good position, and he can see many girls.

  Watching the juggling, Bai Qingqing said again: "Girl, I've seen a lot of competitions, it's not interesting. There is a folk theater troupe in Dongshi, shall we go and have a look?"

  Baitang doesn't really want to go to places that are too lively, and she doesn't want to participate in these competitions at all. When she went, it was a dimensionality reduction blow, too eye-catching and easy to attract attention.

   More importantly, she was afraid of meeting Yan Qing, even though she didn't know whether Yan Qing would come, it was better to be cautious and cautious.

  She needs to always pay attention to whether Yan Qing appears, and when she appears, she hides.

  The play in Liyuan played a love of immortals.

  Bai Qingqing complained from beginning to end.

   "Are fairies stupid? It's not right to be a good fairy, but to be a poor scholar's daughter-in-law."

   "How wonderful it is to be a fairy, free and immortal. This poor scholar is really useless. He only focuses on studying to get fame. He has never taken care of the fields at home. He can't even find food. He has to borrow it."

   "Is it true that general affairs are not handy at all? After reading so many books, I don't see him using them. It's okay to go to school and become a teacher. You can earn income while teaching and educating people."

  "Fairy is really innocent, just looking at his handsome appearance, concentrating on studying and not caring about other things, she thinks he is a good man, and she is willing to give up her fairy status and marry him."

   "Are fairies also married separately? I want to abduct a fairy who is so easy to abduct."

  Bai Qingqing went to the theater to make herself happy, but she approved from beginning to end.

  Baitang drank a cup of hot tea and said calmly: "Qingqing, calm down, there is still half of the time for this play, so there must be a reversal."

   "The minds of the rich and the noble are exquisite, and there is no one to rely on. It is not an easy task to cross the class."

  Bai Qingqing: "Huh? Then I'll take a look."

   Later, with the help of the fairy wife, the scholar has no worries about food and clothing, and concentrates more on his studies.

   Every time the imperial examinations take place, scholars go to high school in one fell swoop. The spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day. The scholar is full of vigor and elation.

  The scholar's knowledge was appreciated by the princess, and she wanted to recruit him as her son-in-law. The scholar only hesitated for a while, then agreed.

   As everyone knows, the fairy wife has already rushed to the capital.

  Find the scholar and question the scholar.

  The scholar said that the princess forced him, and if he refused, he would be beheaded. The scholar thought of a way. After marrying the princess, he took the fairy wife as a concubine. Two daughters serve one husband together, which is the best way to achieve the best of both worlds.

  The fairy cried: "My concubine once heard on the road that a scholar is worthless, and nine out of ten people are worthless. Today I have seen it."