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"Green, fat, red and thin, what is it?" Chu Jun asked.

He was still standing behind him, with a moist warm breath brushing past his ears, the room was very quiet, and Tong Ran's heart was full of waves.

"What is Your Majesty talking about? What is green, fat, red and thin?" Tong Ran pretended to be confused.

"The poem you sang last night." Chu Jun said, "Where is the drunkenness tonight? The willow bank, the dawn wind and the moon. The rhyme, artistic conception, flatness, everything is excellent. No one has heard these poems, it should be You wrote it, but you usually speak plain Chinese in your memorials, how can you have such a literary talent?"

"I..." Tong Ran had no way to refute, his classical Chinese skills were not as good as English, not to mention poetry, he couldn't even write simple articles.

""Journey to the West" is half-literal and half-white, and it seems not difficult, but its writing is concise and sophisticated, galloping imagination, and all kinds of life are in the game. Such a rich life experience is not something you can have." Chu Jun said again. .

Tong Ranmoran, of course, is not something he can have. "Journey to the West" has been accumulated for hundreds of years since the Tang Dynasty, and it contains more than the imagination and wisdom of thousands of people. Not only him, but no one in history can match it. and.

Tong Ran stood in front of the table, her breathing became oppressed and she stumbled. What is Chu Jun talking about now?

"Journey to the West" has been popular for a long time, and its serialization has already been completed. It is just entertainment after dinner, and has no harm to imperial power politics, so Chu Jun should not come here for the book itself.

Not necessarily, "Journey to the West" takes Sun Wukong as the protagonist, he is rebellious and pursues freedom, such a character is not what the superiors want to see.So Chu Jun really doesn't like this book?

No, no, he was asking himself, he was suspecting that he was not the author of the book.

Did he want to find the person who wrote the book behind it?

Literary prisons have existed in all dynasties. Although Dacheng is relatively lenient in this matter, the imperial power is like this. He suddenly cares about it, and you have no room to resist.

Who is behind the book, Wu Chengen?

In this world, there is no such person.

He couldn't say the name, otherwise he might bring someone with the same name and surname into an unwarranted disaster.

No, the first thing he asked just now was that he was green, fat, red and thin. Maybe he wasn't concerned about the book or the person who wrote the book, but...

Tong Ran clenched his fist tightly in his right hand, and his nails were embedded in the flesh, bringing sharp pain. In his chaotic thoughts, he thought of the thing he was least willing to face——Chu Jun was doubting his identity, his true identity .

The deep voice sounded from the back of his head again, Chu Jun said: "You don't have to be afraid, no matter what the reason is, I have no intention of punishing you."

"Your Majesty... just trust me like this?" Tong Ran's voice was dry, not because of thirst, but because his throat seemed to be closed spontaneously, and it was extremely difficult to speak.

"None of your actions is harmful to Dacheng." Chu Jun said.

The implication is that if he endangers Dacheng, he will probably die without a place to bury him.

Tong Ran closed her eyes and tried to calm herself: "Does Your Majesty believe in the theory of reincarnation?"

"I don't believe it." Chu Jun said, "But you can tell me."

"Chen, I lost my memory due to some things, but at the same time... I remembered many other things. The place where those things happened is different from this place, but they seem to be engraved in my mind, as if... It is the experience of the previous life " Tong Ran said half-truth, half-truth, trying his best to speak mysteriously and vaguely.

"In this way, does your Majesty believe it?" Tong Ran asked.

Kings have been suspicious since ancient times, so he took a great risk to tell Chu Jun like this.

He didn't know what he was betting on either.

"Letter." Chu Jun said, almost subduing Tong Ran's final voice.

Tong Ran: "Your Majesty trusts me, so why do you want to be aggressive?"

The signal from Chu Jun reassured him, and after relaxing, he couldn't help but challenge the Ninth Five Lord a little.

With a chuckle, Chu Jun said: "If I don't force you, how can you tell the truth?"

Is this an admission of deliberate persecution?

No, this has been planned for a long time!Tong Ran turned around abruptly, but forgot that Chu Jun was right behind him. For a moment, the two faced each other, their breaths intertwined, and they got very close.

Tong Ran tilted his head, moved a step to the right, got out of Chu Jun's encirclement, lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty has long suspected this minister."

"I'm just curious. The Western language you wrote was shown to foreign merchants and envoys, but no one recognized it," Chu Jun said.What he was talking about was the English passage that Tong Ran had written the last time he came here.

At that time, Tong Ran explained it clearly and well, and he seemed to be familiar with the characters. He tentatively believed that Tong Ran got the inspiration for making cannons from foreign books.Later, he asked Honglu Temple Minister and Fan Heng to show that passage to foreign envoys and merchants, but none of them knew it.

Tong Ran was originally the child of an ordinary medical girl in Jiangliu. How could he come into contact with a language that all envoys and foreign businessmen did not understand?

Coupled with his usual words and deeds, Chu Jun wanted to ask him a long time ago.

Speaking of this matter, Tong Ran sneered: "Your Majesty asked."

He thought that after two years, he would have passed this calamity long ago, so it turned out that he was here waiting for him.

Now Latin is probably still used in the West, and modern English has not yet been born, so of course no one will know it.If I had known earlier, his panic should have been bigger, for example, it was a fairy entrusting a dream, so it would be normal for others not to recognize it.

No, no, it's even more abnormal if only he recognizes it.

In an instant, several thoughts flashed through Tong Ran's mind.

Chu Jun finally said: "Give me an accurate word, what is that?"

Anyway, half of the confession has been made, Tong Ran simply said honestly: "It's the memory I dreamed in my dream. It's called English, and it's a language from a long time ago, so no one in the world knows it."

"No wonder." Chu Jun said, no wonder when he wrote it, his righteousness would increase.

"What about the others?" Chu Jun asked again.

"It's all a dream, "Journey to the West", those poems, and the things I made are all dreams." Tong Ran said in self-defeating, he went to a table and chair beside him and sat down, "Your Majesty may Am I burned to death as a monster?"

"What good is it to me to burn you to death? If you don't have two taels of meat, you won't be able to eat enough." Chu Jun said, and it was rare to see the sun behind the clouds, showing a bright smile.He went to the stool next to Tong Ran and sat down, "Why don't you tell me about the world in your dream."

Tong Ran curled her lips: "It's a little difficult, I'm afraid His Majesty won't understand."

Chu Jun: "..."

I really don't know if he was really scared like that just now, or just pretending.

"Then tell me, what is the green, fat, red and thin thing?" Chu Jun said.

Tong Ran was ashamed, but she was really persistent.

Tong Ran cleared his throat, and read: "Last night, the rain was dredging and the wind was violent, and the sleep was not enough to make the wine go away. I tried the questionnaire, but I said that the begonia was still the same. Do you know? Do you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin. This is a famous The works of a female poet named Li Qingzhao, "

"Good words, what about the other song?" Chu Jun asked again.

Tong Ran read it honestly, and finally said: "The name of the lyricist is Liu Yong."

Chu Jun raised his eyebrows, did not comment, and then asked: "The four-word poem read by the hall?"

"Oh, Cao Cao's "Duan Ge Xing"." Tong Ran also recited it again.

"Majestic and ambitious, who is he?" Chu Jun asked.

"Uh...from His Majesty's point of view, maybe...a chaotic courtier and a traitor?" Tong Ran said, "Or you can say, a tyrant in troubled times."

"Duke Zhou vomits and feeds, and the world returns to his heart. This man has a big heart." Chu Jun said.

Tong Ran was noncommittal. Cao Cao was a bit controversial. He didn't understand it, so he didn't comment much.

"The shepherd boy is pointing at Xinghua Village, why are you pointing at my palace?" Chu Jun asked again.

"Your Majesty also knows?" Tong Ran covered his face, he was drunk at that time, but he couldn't remember it clearly.Chu Jun didn't say anything, he just thought it was a dream.

"Those servants have been dealt with by Su Jin, and they won't spread the word," Chu Jun said.

"Your Majesty, take them all..." Tong Ran was shocked, he was just talking nonsense after drunk, so don't be so strict.

Chu Jun understood his unfinished meaning, gouged him out and said, "Who do you think I am? It's just a knock."

"Oh." Tong Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

"But you have to deal with the courtiers on your own," Chu Jun said again.

Tong Ran's face became bitter again.He still has a headache.

Chu Jun reminded: "They don't know you as well as I do, and they just prevaricate, and I won't expose it."

This is a bit awkward, but Tong Ran thinks about it carefully, and it is true that he has not been with Chu Jun for a long time, but this person seems to know him very well, and even his secrets have been forced out, which can be described as amazing insight.

Chu Jun asked him some other things, and Tong Ran answered honestly.

After such a toss, it was already three quarters of the day, and it was almost time to sleep.

Tong Ran glanced at the bed and couch in the room. The little tiger on his bed was sleeping soundly. He thought about it quickly and decided not to give up the bed to Chu Jun, but let him sleep on the couch.

Before going to bed, Su Jin brought someone in to wait on Chu Jun to wash and wash, and by the way, sent someone to take care of Tong Ran.

Tong Ran was not used to it, but it was much more convenient for someone to serve him. He washed his face comfortably, and picked up a comb to comb the sleeping tiger cub.

The little tiger's fur is very thick, thicker than that of a cat. Tong Ran couldn't help but stroke it twice as he combed it.

Chu Jun had also finished washing and washing. He was wearing bright yellow pajamas and a robe, and he was giving Su Jin some instructions in a low voice.After finishing speaking, Su Jin quietly withdrew, but Chu Jun came to Tong Ran.

"What are you doing?" Chu Jun asked.

For some reason, Tong Ran shrank her neck, feeling guilty of being caught for doing something bad.

Tong Ran put down the little tiger's paw, and said with a smile: "My tiger has been sleeping all afternoon, I'll change its position."

Chu Jun glanced at the tiger on the bed that was thrown all over the place by Tong Ran, and wanted to give him a paw, this kid was getting bolder and bolder.

"Do you want to touch it, Your Majesty?" Tong Ran said, "The belly of the little tiger is soft and easy to touch."

Chu Jun looked at him strangely.

"My cub is very clean, don't worry, Your Majesty." Tong Ran thought he was afraid of getting dirty, and added.

Chu Jun looked at the tiger cub with its belly sprawled all over, feeling very complicated.He stretched out his hand to touch it, and it turned out that he felt this touch when he turned into a tiger.Soft, fluffy, and warm, with ups and downs of breathing, it's amazing.

"My cub is cute, isn't it?" Tong Ran said, as if offering a treasure.

Chu Jun nodded indiscriminately.

Tong Ran put the little tiger in a good position again, straightened Mao Mao, and eliminated the evidence.Then it was stuffed into the quilt, only a tiger's head was exposed.

chirp.

After covering the quilt, Tong Ran kissed the little tiger's furry forehead.

When Tong Ran turned around, Chu Jun was still behind him, the moonlight came in and hit half of Chu Jun's body, Tong Ran was surprised: "Your Majesty, why are your ears red?"

The author has something to say: Thank you Yingming for feeding mine~

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