Feng Su shook his head and said, "I can't see it."
As Tai Mingan said, although he is young, he has offended many people. He has too many enemies, and during the Lantern Festival, the capital is full of fish and dragons, how can he tell who sent those shadows!
Feng Su is probably the only one in the entire Luan Dynasty who has no position but makes enemies everywhere.
Lian Ping sighed and sent them back to their residence.
That night Ji Jinrong moved the quilt and made the floor in Feng Su's room.
Lian Ping immediately knew what Ji Jinrong had done.
His expression was a bit complicated, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just ordered the guards to protect Ji Jinrong and Feng Su well.
This time, Feng Su was added.
The guards trembled in their hearts, it should be so.
Ji Jinrong slept on the floor in Feng Su's room for five full days. He became so stubborn that he didn't even listen to Feng Su's words, so no one could shake him.
Moreover, Feng Su didn't really want to coax Ji Jinrong away.
Feng Su felt like a greedy thief, doing everything possible to possess Ji Jinrong's pure and sincere feelings.
He knew that Ji Jinrong slept next to him because he was afraid that another accident would happen to him.
If the people who came were all strong men like that day, how could there be any safety in the palace
Ji Jinrong's thinking is very direct and naive, as long as he is here, the guards will protect Feng Su together.
On the fifth day, a yellow bird flew into Feng Su's room.
Ji Jinrong was reading medical books when he heard the movement and raised his head. Feng Su smiled and said, "It's the news from Lord Lian Ping, don't worry about it."
Ji Jinrong obediently pretended not to see it.
Feng Su untied the note on Huang Niao's leg, only to see four words written on it: Enough is enough.
Feng Su smiled slightly, and a blue flame appeared on his fingertips, turning the little note into ashes.
Ji Jinrong still couldn't help but glanced at Ji Jinrong, and asked, "What's the matter, Ah Lian?"
Feng Su replied casually: "No, he just wanted to ask me if I was recovering." In fact, Lian Ping knew how his body was recovering, otherwise he wouldn't tell him to "enough is enough".
Is enough enough
Feng Su stepped forward, hugged Ji Jinrong and said, "A Jin, I'm already healed."
Ji Jinrong stared fixedly at Feng Su.
Feng Su gently kissed Ji Jinrong's forehead.
There are some things that don't need to be said, his A Jin will understand.
Ji Jinrong did understand what Feng Su meant.
What Feng Su meant was that he has recovered, so there is no need to worry.
Ji Jinrong reached out and pressed Feng Su's shoulder, and he could still feel the scar through his clothes. The cultivator has a good physique, and with the elixirs given by Sheng Baishuang to protect the body, Feng Su's body is indeed fine. But that's not all he's worried about—
He was also worried that Feng Su would feel sad.
Ji Jinrong held Feng Su's hand: "Those things were not done by you, Ah Su, right?"
Feng Su paused.
Ji Jinrong said: "You can hear what that little fat man said—" With the strength of a seven-star powerhouse, his eyesight and hearing must be far superior to ordinary people. Tai Mingan concluded that Feng Su could not hear the distance. It must be as if it was spoken in his ear.
That's why Feng Su showed such an expression.
Ji Jinrong said firmly: "The things that little fat man said were not done by you, Ah Su!"
Feng Su reached out and pressed Ji Jinrong's ear, making Ji Jinrong look up at him.
Ji Jinrong's heart skipped a beat.
Feng Su's voice slowly drifted to his ears, clear but distant: "A Jin, I don't want to lie to you."
Ji Jinrong stared blankly at Feng Su, under those eyes there was a gloomyness that he had never seen before.
Feng Su said: "I don't want to lie to you, so I did some of those things—they didn't wrong me."
Ji Jinrong said, "Then there are some more?"
Feng Su said: "There are still some things that I actually want to do, so they don't think I have been wronged."
Ji Jinrong tightly wrapped his arms around Feng Su's neck: "In other words, they still wronged you!"
Feng Su smiled: "A Jin, don't you think I'm scary?"
Ji Jinrong said: "No, if someone bullies Ah Su, Ah Su should fight back mercilessly! If you can't win for the time being, you should remember it first, and fight back when you have a chance later!" People are biased. Among the two choices of being wronged by the person he likes and being wronged by others, Ji Jinrong of course chooses to let others be wronged!
Feng Su laughed: "I didn't expect Ah Jin to think so. I always thought that Ah Jin was a very upright child."
Hearing Feng Su's words, Ji Jinrong felt a little aggrieved: "Repaying kindness for kindness and revenge for revenge, isn't that just upright?" He was never so stupid as to sacrifice his own people to fulfill the righteousness. You can't even protect the people around you, so what are you talking about
Feng Su was taken aback by Ji Jinrong's words. He smiled happily: "A Jin is quite right."
He picked up Ji Jinrong and walked outside the house, hugging Ji Jinrong three times and then jumped onto the roof twice.
Feng Su said: "I have liked to sit on such a high place since I was a child."
Ji Jinrong got out of Feng Su's arms, sat down beside Feng Su, and looked into the distance together with Feng Su.
The wind is hunting, and the mountains are dim.
Sitting alone in such a place since I was very young must have been very lonely.
Ji Jinrong knew that in this world where power is paramount, Sheng Baishuang's ability to raise Feng Su was already a great blessing—after all, Feng Su was still a baby when Sheng Baishuang brought Feng Su back, and no one knew his future talent. how.
But Ji Jinrong still feels sorry for Feng Su.
Having experienced so many worlds, Ji Jinrong can distinguish the sincerity and hypocrisy of others.
For example, he knew that Feng Su's gentleness was often invisible.
He knew that Feng Su coaxed him for a purpose, but Feng Su really did his best to take care of him.
Feng Su and the others are not related to him, and he is not a cute baby, so it's really strange that they want to make him a genius for no reason
He's not a real kid, he's happy when they treat him well, and he doesn't feel a thing if anyone treats him badly—everyone loves anyone who can go anywhere!
Feng Su is different.
When Feng Su was brought back by Sheng Baishuang, he was just a baby.
He is luckier than many ordinary people because his teacher is Sheng Baishuang, the national teacher of the Luan Dynasty. At the same time, he is more unfortunate than many ordinary people, because Sheng Baishuang is not the kind of person who is easy to get close to - what Sheng Baishuang cares about is the national fortune of the Daluan Dynasty, and the fate of the people in the world. People are destined not to take care of their children like ordinary people—what's more, Feng Su is not her child.
When did Feng Su start to learn to smile gently and respectfully listen to Sheng Baishuang's teachings and instructions
Ji Jinrong had heard that a good friend had a baby boy before, so he came to read a few parenting scriptures with him from time to time. He remembers a good friend saying once that the child should not be comforted when he is crying. After a long time, he found that no one paid attention to him and he would naturally stop crying.
Knowing that crying is useless, I will not cry anymore.
This kind of cognition cannot even be understood by many older people, because no matter who they are, no matter where they are, no matter what their status is, there will always be one or two caring people around them. When you are sad, someone cares; when you are happy, someone shares it—so no matter how ups and downs you have, you will always be happy and cared about, and you will never have to learn "don't cry, it's useless to cry".
Feng Su is only ten years old.
Ji Jinrong slipped back into Feng Su's arms, put his arms around Feng Su's neck and said, "I don't like it, it's a bit cold to stay in such a high place!"
Feng Su paused slightly.
Then he smiled and said, "Ah Jin doesn't like it, so we won't come up."
Ji Jinrong nodded vigorously.
Feng Su jumped off the roof with Ji Jinrong in his arms, and returned to the ground.
Back in the warm room, Ji Jinrong suddenly asked, "Can I recruit my own guards?"
Feng Su looked at Ji Jinrong.
Ji Jinrong said: "Like that little fat man, he can recruit so many strong people, so can I?"
Seeing the seriousness on Ji Jinrong's face, Feng Su couldn't help saying, "A Jin, master and senior brother are very kind to me."
Ji Jinrong said: "I didn't say that they treated you badly." Sheng Baishuang and Lian Ping are both very principled people, and the royal bodyguards should protect the royal people. If they were to protect Feng Su, it would undoubtedly be "public weapons for private use." ".
Sheng Baishuang and Lian Ping would not do such a thing.
Unless, like this time, he shows the attitude of protecting Feng Su no matter what.
but-
Ji Jinrong said earnestly, "But we can't rely on them forever." He climbed onto the chair and stood, trying to raise his head and look at Feng Su, "If we have so many expert guards like that little fat man, then we want to You can go anywhere!"
Feng Su said: "A Jin is right." He rubbed Ji Jinrong's head, "But to recruit so many masters, we need a lot of money."
Even the national treasury has no money left, let alone Ji Jinrong's private treasury.
Ji Jinrong was only four years old when he came to the throne, how could he have any money!
As for whether their former emperor left any money - the answer is, no.
Not only did not, but some debts were left unsettled.
When the first emperor entrusted the government affairs to Sheng Baishuang, Sheng Baishuang almost turned gray with worry.
Even the medicinal materials that Sheng Baishuang needed this time, he used some tricks behind the scenes to force the big families to "tribute" them. Even if this is the case, the entire national treasury was emptied—all the power of the country was poured out, just to let Da Luan come out with a ten-star powerhouse!
Even if he only protects Ji Jinrong alone, Da Luan Chao may not be able to afford to support such a group of masters!
No one would tell Ji Jinrong about these things.
Ji Jinrong said: "We can find a way to get money." He had already thought about it, "I heard that our neighboring countries are very rich!"
Feng Su said: "They are very rich, but what's the use of being rich? Will they give us the money?"
Ji Jinrong said: "Asu, why are you so stupid." He smiled, "Since they have money, we will find a way to make money from them. But it may take some time, we can start with families like the Tai family to earn money." !"
Listening to Ji Jinrong's childish words, Feng Su didn't know whether to praise or laugh.
Those families are very shrewd, how can it be so easy to make money from them!
Feng Su still has no hope.
Ji Jinrong knew what Feng Su was thinking.
He said patiently: "If we have something they really want, they should pay for it obediently, right?"
Feng Su nodded.
However, how can they have what the big families want
Ji Jinrong said: "Sister Sheng's pill is useful for those with seven stars and above, right?"
Feng Su nodded.
Ji Jinrong said, "Asu, do you still have two?"
Feng Su understood: "You want to sell it?" He didn't hesitate at all, "Okay, I'll find a way to sell it."
Ji Jinrong said: "No, Sister Sheng gave it to you, Ah Su." He put his arms around Feng Su's neck, "If I hadn't stuffed it into your mouth, Ah Su, you might not even be willing to eat it if you were seriously injured!" Feng Su The admiration for Sheng Baishuang is definitely not fake. He always carries the pills that Sheng Baishuang gave him close to his body, and he is unwilling to take out the "catastrophe" that Sheng Baishuang said.
A trace of unnaturalness flashed across Feng Su's face.
Ji Jinrong didn't continue to tease him.
He said: "We just need to show them, and then ask them to offer us the medicinal materials for refining - then we will get half of each potion." sale!
Ji Jinrong said: "We can refine other pills first to practice. I know there are some other materials in the palace."
Since only Shengbaishuang can be refined into elixir in the palace, the consumption of materials is not too large, and a lot of "inventory" has been accumulated over the past few years.
Feng Su still said the same thing: "Ah Jin thinks very well," he couldn't bear it, but had to remind Ji Jinrong, "—but, who will refine the elixir?"
Ji Jinrong said, "Asu, you!"
Feng Su's heart beat violently twice.
He does know how to make pills.
It's just that no one knows.
Nor was there any opportunity to practice.
He is a person who can learn everything at once, and has a little bit of talent.
Just, no chance.
Feng Su felt that the blood all over his body became a little cold.
The ignorant children he thought were not so innocent.
This is the monarch of the Great Luan Dynasty!
The monarch of the Great Luan Dynasty has always been the chosen one, even closer to the "heaven" than Sheng Baishuang, the national teacher.
Even though he is only five years old, he still has a pair of eyes that can see through everything.
Therefore, from ingratiating Sheng Baishuang and Lian Ping to proposing to recruit the strong and alienate their masters and apprentices, it is not childish and naive, it is intentional, it is intentional, every word and every action is intentional .
Sure enough, they are royals!
Feng Su's whole body was cold, and the faint smile on his face became fainter.
Ji Jinrong noticed Feng Su's change, and only felt that Feng Su suppressed his smile to listen carefully to what he had to say. He explained earnestly: "Sister Sheng didn't avoid Ah Su when refining medicine, and Ah Su can also prepare medicinal liquid for me - and can control the blue fire. So, Ah Su, you can make alchemy!" He grabbed Feng Su palm, boasting brazenly, "Even if Ah Su hasn't practiced before, I can teach you!"
Feng Su looked at Ji Jinrong firmly, and said, "I will."
Feng Su didn't doubt Ji Jinrong's words.
The elixir refined by Sheng Baishuang last time could be made into an elixir because of Ji Jinrong's "playfulness". At that time, he thought that Ji Jinrong was really playful, but now that he thinks about it, Ji Jinrong must have done it on purpose—
Firstly, to show off in front of him; secondly, just let Sheng Baishuang go to retreat, and give him half a year of preparation time...
During this period, he was drawn over and used his alchemy to cultivate his confidants. When Sheng Bai Shuang leaves the customs, he doesn't have to pretend to be clever to Sheng Bai Shuang anymore! Feng Su felt that it was the first day he knew this milk doll.
Maybe, some things are really innate, right
For example, the royal family's desire to control the imperial power!
He almost... almost...
I almost believed it.
I almost believe that there is such a person in this world, no matter whether he is a bastard or not, no matter what he has done, no matter whether he is vicious or not, he is willing to care about him, defend him, and unswervingly Standing by his side, apologizing for forcing those who insulted him and wronged him to bow their heads—
He almost believed it.
He even thought that everything this child did was for him.
Even a little bit, he hated the master and the senior brother, and took the side of the child.
When this child grows up a bit, neither his master nor senior brother will be his opponent.
And his master, who was determined to restore the fate of Da Luan, would never feel sad because of these things. She would even feel relieved that the child had finally grown into a qualified king.
There are such ridiculous things in the world.
Some people are so stupid that they would be happy for the child they raised with their own hands to insert a sword into their chest! And there are some people who are so ruthless, they can even be so ruthless to those who really love him—he has never seen his master treat people so kindly—
Feng Su said: "I will." He smiled softly, his soft eyes seemed to be able to wrap Ji Jinrong around him, "But I'm not as smart as Ah Jin, Ah Jin has to watch from the side and teach me what to do." Let him see how much this wolf-hearted guy knows!
Ji Jinrong didn't doubt that he had him, but felt that he would have his own "team" soon, and he was in a great mood. He said: "Asu, you have lost so much blood, you need to make up for it. I have someone make you blood-enriching and conditioning soup. You have to drink it up obediently!"
Feng Su scratched Ji Jinrong's nose, and teased with a smile: "Do you think that I, like you, would secretly pour out the medicine?"
Ji Jinrong: "..."
Ji Jinrong said, "I'm going to practice swords first!"
After finishing speaking, he let go of his short legs and ran out quickly.
Feng Su sat in his original position with a gloomy expression.
The tossing and turning thoughts these days finally returned to calm, but his heart seemed to be hollowed out.
Sure enough, no one would really like someone like him.
Even the master who raised him raised his sword at him when he saw him for the first time—
Want to kill him.
He tried his best to come to this world just to prove that he was destined to be alone in this life—
Is that right
Feng Su clenched his fists.
He doesn't believe it.
Master did not kill him after all.
Master raised him up.
The kindness of nurturing over the past ten years should be able to offset the killing intent in that moment.
only-
The cold light he saw the moment he came to this world made him unable to trust anyone in his life.
Feng Su suddenly hated his own talent.
Others have to be at least one or two years old to remember things, why is he the only one born with the ability to remember everything
He would rather, he does not remember.
That night, Ji Jinrong returned to his room and fell asleep early.
Feng Su didn't sleep, but he didn't light the lamp either.
In the middle of the night, several black shadows prostrated themselves at the edge of Feng Su's bed.
The leader, Heiying, pleaded guilty: "My lord, you are from Qingfeng Hall. We are incompetent, let them hurt your lord!"
Feng Su said lightly: "It doesn't matter." He leaned against the edge of the bed and sat up, his posture was lazy, but his expression was frosty, "Just clean up the traitors that have been attracted."
Hearing the murderous intent in Feng Su's voice, Hei Ying shuddered and bowed his head in response.
Feng Su said: "Our little majesty is ready to recruit the strong." His eyes were gloomy, "Arrange normal identities for the Beidou people, and let them take the exam in a few days."
Soi Ying said excitedly: "The lord is wise!"
Compared with the idiot picked by Qingfengtang, their Lord is obviously much more powerful. Think about it, they are all lurking beside that little majesty—when the little majesty is happy that he has controlled everything, they let the little majesty realize that he has already been pinched in the palm of his hand—
How delightful that is!
Therefore, it is so wise for them to respect the Lord!
Feng Su was obviously not as happy as Hei Ying. He looked a little sleepy, leaning on the bed and closing his eyes slightly. After a long while, he said: "You guys step back, stay too long, Lian Ping will find out."
The black shadow retreated in response.
Feng Su sat on the pillow for a while, got up and got off the bed, and walked out barefoot.
The wind outside is a little cool.
The night was dark.
Feng Su jumped up, climbed onto the roof, and looked at the dark distance.
He is not the proud child of Sheng Baishuang, the national teacher.
He is a malevolent star from heaven.
The inauspicious star is so compatible with the evil sect who specializes in crooked ways.
How could he be so foolish as to think that God would forgive him and let him meet such an innocent and lovely child.
Feng Su didn't know how long he sat there.
The surrounding tiles were gradually wetted by the morning dew.
The insects in the grass gradually quieted down.
The sky turned white.
The sound of treading footsteps approached from far away.
The footsteps ran into the house, stopped for a while, and ran out from inside again.
Then, Feng Su heard Ji Jinrong call angrily: "A Su!"
Feng Su didn't come back to his senses.
Ji Jinrong yelled again: "Asu!" The voice was still a little angry, "Did you sit on it for a long time!"
Feng Su came back to his senses.
He said, "Soon, just come up."
Ji Jinrong said, "You're lying! The bed is cold!"
Pretend to be real.
Feng Su thought so.
Feng Su smiled slightly: "You discovered all of this."
He can also act like one.
Ji Jinrong said, "Come down!"
Feng Su jumped off the roof.
Ji Jinrong stepped forward and grabbed his palm: "Look, your hands are so cold, you must have stayed on them for a long time!"
Feng Su defended: "My hands are always cold."
Ji Jinrong didn't believe his nonsense: "I'll bring the quilt over tonight and sleep with you!" The injury was just getting better, so he had to keep an eye on it.
Feng Su: "..."
Why can it look like this
Just like the real thing.
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Your Majesty: I decided to be a fool, but the beauty doesn't believe me, what a shame! ! ! !