After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returns as a Goddess: 777 Ancient and modern collision! Lost the horse

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"Boom!"

It was as if thunder fell in his ears, exploding Gu Huiyan's mind, and it instantly went blank.

He almost lost his grip on the scroll in his hand and lost his voice: "This, this is..."

The middle-aged man stammered: "Gu, Mr. Gu, you also watched yesterday's "The Treasure of Great Xia"!"

"Didn't Wen Changyi on the show say that he wanted to write a poem in the name of Miss Si? Then we discovered this poem. Isn't it such a coincidence?"

Although the program did not film specific scenes of Wen Changyi writing poems, the audience could clearly hear what the actor said.

——Today, I will write a poem in your name!

——If I can change history, there will be an extra poem like this in the school you mentioned thousands of years later, and it won’t affect anything.

While watching the show, when Gu Huiyan heard this sentence, he only felt his scalp numb.

These two lines clearly depict Wen Changyi's deviant and wild character.

He disobeys heaven and does not believe in fate.

Only then can I say that I want to make a bet with history.

But now? !

In the end, there was such a poem in history, but I only discovered it now.

Or does reality affect history?

Gu Huiyan felt that his brain was completely insufficient.

The middle-aged man was also very worried: "President, this poem has not been published to the public. I am afraid that it will cause confusion if it is published. We believe in science, but some people do not."

The name Si Fuqing is originally taken from the phrase "helping the building to collapse".

This sentence is also a favorite expression of ancient literati.

Wen Changyi also wrote it, which is beyond reproach.

But at this point in time, the name of this poem will definitely cause an explosion!

"It really cannot be announced." After Gu Huiyan was shocked, his expression became more serious, "Who else has seen the name of this poem besides you?"

"No more." The middle-aged man shook his head, "I found it and kept it separately. It seems that Shi Jue also attaches great importance to this poem."

Gu Huiyan knocked his head and managed to calm down a little: "Okay, don't publicize this matter. It is probably a coincidence. I will contact several other companies to discuss it first."

He has been used to seeing strong winds and waves in his life, but he has never seen such a stormy wave.

**

At this time, Si Fuqing had just returned to the villa.

While reading online comments about the new issue of "Daxia Treasures", she happily interacted with fans.

Until I received a call from Gu Huiyan.

Si Fuqing had anticipated this when 384 new poems appeared.

She said seriously: "Teacher, it must be a coincidence."

Gu Huiyan nodded: "I think so too, but we still can't announce it for the time being, otherwise you will be arrested."

"Thank you, teacher." Si Fuqing quickly pressed the phone, thinking that it would be easier for teachers to deceive.

She turned off the computer, got up and went to the game cabin.

The flow rates in ancient times and reality are completely different.

Three months have passed since the Great Xia Dynasty came here.

The next time I saw Wen Changyi was when the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming.

He was boating on the river to admire the moon.

Such a leisurely life makes Si Fuqing, a social creature, very envious.

Wen Changyi held up the oar in his hand: "Future people, you are so elusive."

"We meet again, Mr. Wen." Si Fuqing nodded slightly towards him, "Mr. Wen is really amazing."

Wen Changyi was stunned for a moment and laughed out loud: "You can say that, it seems that I, the ancient, won this round, very good, very good."

He laughed for a long time before he stopped.

After stopping, the young Shi Jue looked up at the moon and said calmly: "This also shows that my role in history is minimal."

Admitting this is also very difficult for Wen Changyi, who is naturally conceited.

He lowered his head, looking unusually lonely.

"Mr. Wen." Si Fuqing suddenly called him.

Wen Changyi raised his head and smiled again: "What, you want to make a bet with me again?"

"Mr. Wen." Si Fuqing said with a serious expression, "If your Majesty has protected the rivers and mountains of Daxia, then what you have inherited is the culture of Daxia."

Wen Changyi's body trembled and his pupils shrank slightly.

"Wen Sheng has three thousand disciples, so do you know that more than three thousand disciples are learning your poems? How many future generations have you warned with your poems?" Si Fuqing smiled slightly, "On the Five States of Daxia Hundreds of millions of people will memorize your "Boating on the River", how come it has no impact at all?"

Wen Changyi is proud. He is a poet who banishes immortals and is not bound by the world.

Wen Changyi was greatly moved by these words.

"What the young master said today touched me deeply." Wen Changyi straightened his clothes and clasped his fists at her, "I have never dared to stand shoulder to shoulder with Emperor Yin. I just want to go on an expedition with him."

It turns out that he also made such a great contribution to Daxia.

Si Fuqing said softly: "You are all amazing."

"Come, young master." Wen Changyi invited her to sit down, "This is the good wine I got recently. Let's drink it with you."

Si Fuqing: "...still can't."

What if she really beat Shi Jue to death?

Wen Changyi held his head: "Young master, are you looking down on me?"

"It's just that I'm not good at drinking." Si Fuqing thought for a while, "I know an elder who is a loyal fan of yours and has been studying your poems for sixty years."

"Please allow me to bring Mr. Wen your wine to him. This good wine must be drunk by those who understand it."

"Oh?" Wen Changyi raised his eyebrows and then relaxed, "Okay, then you can take this wine back. You said you have been studying it for sixty years?"

This number made Shi Jue couldn't help but be surprised.

"Of course." Si Fuqing raised his eyebrows and smiled, "There is also a team of scholars who specialize in studying you."

Wen Changyi breathed a long sigh of relief: "This feeling is really wonderful."

He took a bottle of wine and handed it to Si Fuqing.

Si Fuqing put it away.

"If the young master is a woman, I will make you my confidant no matter what." Wen Changyi rested his head on his arms, his whole body lazily, "But it doesn't matter if you are a man, I don't have this hobby. ”

Si Fuqing was choked.

She said expressionlessly: "Mr. Wen, you have made me hated by many people."

"Oh?" Wen Changyi blinked, "Are you talking about the students in the school? Since we are inheriting Daxia culture, how can we not recite more poems? It is a good thing to recite more."

Si Fuqing: "...You must not write again."

"Hahahahaha!" Wen Changyi laughed loudly again, "You are so interesting, so good, so good. The bet with you has also come into effect. I will not deliberately violate history again."

"For the rest, let it take its course. I will take a boat and go away..."

The boat gradually moved away, and the voice of the man reciting poetry lingered in the air for a long time.

**

At 3:30 in the morning, Si Fuqing got up from the game cabin.

It's dark outside, but the moonlight is bright.

Si Fuqing looked at the moonlight outside the window and sighed softly.

Unfortunately, when Emperor Yin was here, the game system restricted her too much.

She couldn't say anything, and she couldn't do anything.

If possible, she would also like to chat with him personally about today, more than a thousand years later.

The dream she asked him to have was all true.

After experiencing a period of decline, Daxia finally became stronger again.

But there was nothing she could do.

Si Fuqing rubbed his head, climbed onto the bed, and quickly fell asleep again.

**

The next day, early in the morning.

Breaking news about "Wen Changyi" is still hanging on major social forums around the world.

Mo Yan, who was accompanying Yu Xiheng on official duties in Nanzhou, smiled warmly: "Your Majesty, Miss Si is indeed a koi."

Yu Xiheng smiled softly: "She is not just a koi."

Mo Yanwen recalled that Yu Xiheng once asked him "whether people can travel through time", and his eyes moved.

Even if once or twice is a coincidence, so is three or four times.

What about five or six times?

Just at this moment, the cell phone rang.

From the Tiandi Alliance.

Mo Yanwen picked up the answer: "Mr. Gu?"

Gu Huiyan recounted yesterday’s great discovery.

"Yes, okay, I understand." The more Mo Yanwen listened, the more solemn his expression became, "How many people know about this matter? Only Mr. Gu and your assistant?"

"Okay, we must not let more people know, otherwise there will be big trouble."

After the call ended, he slowly exhaled.

Even though Mo Yanwen was as calm as he was, his body couldn't help but tremble at this moment.

It was also the first time that Yu Xiheng saw him like this. He raised his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

"News from the Heaven and Earth Alliance. In addition to the three hundred and eighty-four new poems, they also found another poem carved on a bamboo slip." Mo Yanwen took a deep breath, "The title of the poem is 'Fu Qing' '."

The pen in Yu Xiheng’s hand suddenly paused.

With a "pop" sound, it fell on the paper and drew a long mark.

This document was destroyed instantly.

Mo Yanwen calmed down and then spoke again: "Your Majesty, all your doubts have now been established."

At the beginning of the month, I strongly requested Qingqing for monthly tickets!

Come on, 600 is coming soon, everyone is so awesome!

Your Majesty has confirmed that Qingqing can travel through time~but not others yet. Qingqing’s daughter will definitely win this time.

Although the main plot is relatively heavy, what I like most about this book is the place where ancient and modern times collide, and the writing is also very exciting! Although it is a slap-in-the-face article, I hope it will give everyone a refreshing plot.

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