I’m Picking Up Pieces in PUBG

The step trainer hesitated and couldn't say anything. Could it be that the emperor refused to accept me and I couldn't wait so I came here by myself?

This is too shameful.

Jiang Siming walked over and stooped to help her up.

It's been a long time since he saw the Bu Trainer, and it was the second time he met. When he first met, the Bu Trainer was dressed in plain clothes and looked amazing.

But this time, after the dressing and training of the female officials, the step trainer under the meticulous makeup is even more beautiful.

But the good days seem to end soon.

Xun Yu invited Simpi's daughter Xin Xianying to the palace and became Jiang Siming's personal historian.

This time, Jiang Siming could no longer refuse.

As soon as Xin Xianying arrived, Jiang Siming had already begun to ponder the rewards of the Forbidden City!

Just kidding, the Forbidden City, this is the place Jiang Siming has always wanted to live since he became the emperor.

In fact, if he designs it well, it can be made by artisans all over the country.

But this is too labor intensive, in line with the fact that it is a fool to not take free ones, Jiang Siming has been waiting until now.

But Xin Xianying, the little girl, was notoriously unfamiliar.

Jiang Siming wanted to tease her, but she didn't care about herself at all, and recorded all his teasing words.

She also refused to give her a gift and warned Jiang Siming not to bribe the historian, otherwise she would also record it.

This made it difficult for Jiang Siming to do, but Xun Yu would really find him a very reliable historian.

Jiang Siming tried several times to no avail, so he could only put his idea on hold for the time being.

In fact, he still admires Xin Xianying's style of doing things. Although a bit of a shame, Xin Xianying is a very competent historian.

Jiang Siming glanced at Xin Xianying beside her, and seeing her strange look, what he wanted to say forgot, suddenly changed.

"of course."

After Jiang Siming finished speaking, Xin Xianying's expression changed.

Then she pouted and took out a small notebook to write and draw on it.

Jiang Siming quickly turned over the sign and asked her jokingly: "Xianying, what are you writing?"

"You can't tell the living records, doesn't the emperor know?" Xin Xianying answered pouting.

Jiang Siming happily said, "May I reveal a little bit"

Xin Xianying blushed on the spot and retorted spitefully: "The emperor speaks nonsense. Xianying clearly wrote that the emperor was young but faint, squandered in private life and damaged his body."

After that, Xin Xianying said with a sad look: "The emperor, you don’t think about yourself, but also for the people of the Ming Dynasty. If you overdraw your own body, sooner or later, you will be overwhelmed. When the time comes, who will be in charge of the Ming Dynasty? There are no heirs yet, please think twice before acting."

Jiang Siming was stunned by what she said. This reason is beyond rebuttal.

"In fact, my body is not a problem at all." Jiang Siming answered her in a low voice.

"The emperor said nonsense, no matter how good a human body is, it cannot withstand your profligacy and spoilage. You have to take care of the dragon body so that we can flourish in the Ming Dynasty."

With that said, Xin Xianying's eyes flushed even more, and she pursed her mouth as if she was crying.

Jiang Siming's head grew big in an instant, and he quickly said, "Xianying, don't cry, I am also for the Ming Dynasty."

Xin Xianying was satisfied.

Jiang Siming was cheating on the sidelines. For the sake of it, he really thought he couldn't pour water into the fumes or eat it. Isn't he taking the initiative to chat with me now?

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