At that point, everything was settled.
Brew tea in spring water, enjoy flowers and listen to the piano.
Under the cover of the sound of the piano, the friend whispered: "Your Majesty, General Zhen Guo intends to..."
Before the words were finished, someone reported that General Zhen Guo had returned and was rushing towards this side. He quietly hid the food brought by his friend in his sleeve, sat up straight with a calm face, and looked at Wei Tingjun who had returned from the battle with a smile.
Wei Tingjun grew taller, and his eyes became deeper, making him more and more impenetrable.
Everyone said that Wei Tingjun intended to seize the throne. Although he didn't believe it, he couldn't help thinking about it secretly. After thinking about it, he felt that if Wei Tingjun wanted the throne, it would be the best thing. The Great Zhou Dynasty had long been troubled internally and externally and was on the verge of collapse. It was originally supported by Wei Tingjun and a group of soldiers. If Wei Tingjun could succeed to the throne, the people should soon be able to live a stable life.
As for whether Da Zhou Guozuo could be passed on, he actually didn't care.
From childhood to adulthood, he has spent most of his life on the sick bed. Who will teach him about the family, the country, the world, and the country. What he will, is what he strives for bit by bit.
Seeing that Wei Tingjun's face was not very good, he asked his friend to go down first, and the piano player to go down first.
He smiled and said to Wei Tingjun: "A Lan found a Nanyang violinist, and said that the violinist's music can purify the heart and spirit. I think it's really good."
With a dark face, Wei Tingjun said, "It's even better with the buttered roast chicken, isn't it?"
he:"… "
Wei Tingjun didn't wait for him to make an excuse, and then took out an oiled paper bag from his sleeve.
There are two oily grilled chicken legs inside.
Wei Tingjun threw them into the pond to feed the fish without hesitation.
He scolded angrily: "Rebellious minister and traitor! You rebellious minister and traitor!"
Wei Tingjun froze.
Wei Tingjun knelt down in front of him on one knee and asked, "In Your Majesty's heart, is this minister really a traitor?"
Wei Tingjun's gaze was so serious that he calmed down all of a sudden.
Wei Tingjun is now so powerful that he avenged himself and seized power for him. Up and down the ruling and opposition parties, no one dares to touch its edge.
Has he ever suspected Wei Tingjun
No, he didn't suspect it.
With a body like his, he can't think about the past or the future, so he can only live well in the present. If he was in good health, he might still think about whether Wei Tingjun wanted to seize the throne—as he is now, what is there to think about? If Wei Tingjun really wanted to snatch his seat, he didn't need to do anything, just let him eat more greasy food—
Anyway, he can never control his mouth well.
He stared at Wei Tingjun who was half kneeling in front of him, and it took him a long time before he answered, "No."
Wei Tingjun must be very sad that there are such doubts in the ruling and opposition parties.
He wanted to say to Wei Tingjun, "After I am successful, you will succeed me", but he swallowed the words again.
Wei Tingjun is the person who is most aware of his physical condition, but he is also the person who is most afraid of anyone mentioning it.
He still has some days to live, and it's all arranged before then.
Thinking of this, he mentioned another matter: "Stone, when will you bring me your sweetheart?"
Wei Tingjun's expression became a little strange.
It seemed to be struggling, as if in a dilemma, he hesitated to speak, and did not answer for a long time.
He was a little angry: "can't you even see me?"
Wei Tingjun said, "No."
"Have I seen it?" he asked.
Wei Tingjun said, "I've seen it."
He guessed a bunch of names, but Wei Tingjun said no.
He wanted to ask more clues: "What kind of person is she?"
Wei Tingjun didn't answer.
"Is she in a good mood?"
"Isn't she pretty?"
"She loves reading more than you do?"
…
He asked a lot, but Wei Tingjun didn't reveal a word to him.
However, he still got the answer he wanted from Wei Tingjun's expression: she should be a girl who is gentle, good-tempered, good-looking, loves to read, has a good temperament, and knows some military skills, and can chat with Wei Tingjun. Accompanied by Wei Tingjun...
A "Mulan" who joined the army appeared in his mind, and he has been following Wei Tingjun all these years.
It's just because she sneaked into the military camp as a woman, Wei Tingjun can't let her recover as a daughter for the time being!
Even so, there is no problem, right
No one will disagree!
That is to say, Wei Tingjun is an upright person, so he sticks to the rules and does not change.
He said, "You're going to bring her to meet me, right? Before I—"
Before he finished speaking, Wei Tingjun suddenly covered his mouth with his hand, blocking his words in his throat.
He stared round his eyes, and blamed Wei Tingjun for once again "offending the above".
Wei Tingjun reached out and hugged him into his arms: "Your Majesty, don't say it. I beg you, never say it."
Wei Tingjun is like someone who covers his ears when thunder strikes.
It seems that as long as you cover your ears, the lightning and thunder in the sky will no longer exist.
When Wei Tingjun let go of his hand, he had an inexplicable feeling that he was about to collapse, and his heart was sore and astringent, and he didn't know what it was like.
Even if he doesn't say it, he still lives less and less every day.
Wei Tingjun was afraid, and he was even more afraid.
So he wants to see some happy things, such as a good friend getting a son, such as Wei Tingjun getting married and having children.
He wanted to leave this world knowing they were going to be fine.
He doesn't have the word "future" to think about, they are different...
He said, "You always let me meet..."
Wei Tingjun held his hand and said seriously, "Next year, Your Majesty, in the early spring of next year, I will let you see him."
He looked at Wei Tingjun's painful brows when he spoke, and knew that Wei Tingjun still didn't plan to let him meet that "sweetheart".
Wei Tingjun will say "early spring next year" because he won't survive this winter, right
He said, "Okay."
Everyone knew that this was an unfulfillable agreement, but they all agreed very seriously.
Maybe if he tries harder, he can live until the early spring of next year...
Ji Jinrong woke up from his dream.
He hasn't dreamed about the past for a long time, and he doesn't think about it often.
After all, that wasn't much fun.
He himself is suffering, and those around him are also suffering.
Ji Jinrong tried to move his hands and feet.
Can be controlled sensitively.
It is a benevolent gift from God to have a long life and a healthy body, and to travel from world to world.
Ji Jinrong sat up.
Compared with those days at the beginning, it is now a thousand times better and ten thousand times better.
He shouldn't be too greedy, thinking that he must get what he wants.
There are too many unsatisfactory things in this world, and it is impossible for everyone to be happy in everything!
He likes Feng Su so much, probably because Feng Su was the first person he met after he came to this world.
Feng Su's gentleness and strength made him rely on him.
People are always like this, they have an inexplicable possessive desire for people or things they like.
This feeling was foreign to him.
Because he never had the idea of "possession" before.
After all, he didn't know if he could open his eyes again the next day.
Wanting to "possess" is what it feels like.
Ji Jinrong felt that this feeling was a bit novel.
Even yesterday's boredom was much less.
As long as that child can really make Feng Su happy, let him stay.
Ji Jinrong jumped out of bed, got dressed, and went outside to exercise. He will soon awaken his talent, and he doesn't know what kind of spiritual root he can have! When he becomes a cultivator, he can officially start practicing.
When he becomes stronger, Wei Tingjun should notice him, right
I don't know what kind of person Wei Tingjun has become in this world.
Thinking of his depression yesterday, Ji Jinrong felt a little guilty for no reason. He doesn't like Feng Su like that, does he
Ji Jinrong felt guilty for a while, but soon regained his composure. His body is less than ten years old, he has more than enough heart but not enough strength! What's more, Feng Su is ten years older than him, his dependence on Feng Su should be on his elder brother—or even his father.
Ji Jinrong sorted out his mood, and immediately felt refreshed.
He practiced a set of punches seriously, and when he put away his fists, Lian Ping came to him.
Lian Ping rarely comes here.
Ji Jinrong shouted in surprise, "Ah Lian!"
Lian Ping frowned.
He asked Ji Jinrong: "A Jin, follow me." He said solemnly, "Go to Master."
Ji Jinrong's heart skipped a beat.
He called out Fatty, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Lian Ping said: "A Su said that he found the blood of the former emperor."
Ji Jinrong's heart sank slightly.
The blood of the former emperor
Speaking of which, he was not the son of the first emperor, but was selected from the royal family to succeed him. If the first emperor had an heir, many people would jump out to support him—he was not yet ten years old, and his talent had not awakened. It was actually a gamble for Sheng Baishuang to choose him as the "king".
If he was talented, then she won the bet.
If he's not talented—or even non-talented, she'll be a target!
At first, Sheng Baishuang didn't have much hope for him, but just wanted to delay the outbreak of civil strife in Da Luan Dynasty as much as possible. In the past few years, he has demonstrated a strong ability to "accumulate money". The finances of Daluan Dynasty have greatly improved, and other aspects have also undergone rapid changes—
As long as he awakens smoothly, his succession to the throne is completely convincing.
Unexpectedly, Feng Su would bring back a "blood of the former emperor" at this time.
Ji Jinrong thought of those eyes that were full of hostility towards him.
Why did Feng Su do this
By doing this, he pushed Sheng Baishuang and Lian Ping to the forefront!
And if that child is really of the blood of the former emperor, then he, the "monarch" who jumped out of the clan, will undoubtedly be questioned by all parties.
So, Feng Su really felt sorry for that child—wanted to help that child get back everything that belonged to that child
Four years of getting along day and night is nothing more than a "sympathy for each other".
Sitting on his chubby back, Ji Jinrong felt that the wind blowing past his ears was a bit icy cold.
Perhaps, Feng Su was already bored.
Tired of coaxing him.
Tired of being despised and ridiculed by others.
Ji Jinrong thought it over clearly, but he didn't feel uncomfortable.
It's all human.
Since Feng Su wants it, then give it to him.
He couldn't give Feng Su what he wanted, so he let Feng Su get it by himself.
Take it as Feng Su's reward for taking good care of him in the past four years.
When Ji Jinrong followed Lian Ping into Sheng Baishuang's residence, his expression was calmer than ever.
On that childish face, there was a calmness and composure that did not match his age.
Ji Jinrong's eyes fell on Feng Su and the "blood of the former emperor".
The "blood of the former emperor" seemed to notice his gaze, and tightly gripped Feng Su's robe.
Ji Jinrong saw it in his eyes, but the corners of his lips were stained with a smile.
To become a king, one must not be so cowardly, I don't know how Feng Su will teach him well.
Ji Jinrong didn't care about who would take the throne, but only cared about the impact on Sheng Baishuang.
Sheng Baishuang was already very tired.
As a woman, she had to face doubts from all sides and carry the fate of the Luan Dynasty.
Even being pointed at the nose and scolded by the head of the Tai family, he couldn't return it.
Sure enough, Ji Jinrong saw that Sheng Bai's eyes were full of exhaustion and disappointment.
Sheng Baishuang said: "A Jin, come here."
Ji Jinrong walked towards Sheng Baishuang.
He felt that Feng Su's gaze was always following him.
Ji Jinrong walked up to Sheng Baishuang, looked up at Feng Su.
Feng Su was still looking at him without dodging in the slightest, as if trying to see his expression at the moment.
Ji Jinrong smiled lightly: "Asu, you didn't tell me when you found your brother, which made me jealous for a long time last night, thinking that you just picked up a child and slept with him!" His tone was a little teasing. , but his eyes were very peaceful, "If it is the child left by Uncle Huang, you must guard it every step of the way, Ah Su."
So as not to be harmed.
Hearing Ji Jinrong say "pick it up casually", the boy's face turned pale.
There was a trace of hatred in his eyes.
Feng Su's eyes were gloomy.
Ji Jinrong stood beside Sheng Baishuang, and the "blood of the former emperor" stood beside him.
Soon, Lian Ping came in with Yan Hongyu, they walked to Sheng Baishuang's side, and stood behind Sheng Baishuang and Ji Jinrong.
There is a clear distinction between Wei and Wei.
Sheng Baishuang stared at Ji Jinrong.
Ji Jinrong turned his head, looked at Sheng Baishuang for a moment, and said seriously: "You have been criticized for pushing me to this position, if you can verify the identity of this elder brother, you don't have to worry anymore—the talent of elder brother Surely there will be no problem."
Hearing Ji Jinrong's words, the boy loosened his clenched fists again.
That's right, his talent is definitely fine, and this unsightly guy should get out by then.
Everything this unsightly guy has should be his!
Sheng Baishuang took a deep breath.
She was really disappointed with Feng Su.
It's not that she doesn't want to admit the identity of the "blood of the former emperor", it's just that Feng Su can discuss with them before bringing him back—or in other words, before bringing him here.
Feng Su directly brought people here to reveal the identity of the "blood of the former emperor", which undoubtedly pushed them all to the opposite side.
If they protect Ji Jinrong, this "blood of the former emperor" will definitely hate them—even more Ji Jinrong.
the kid—
Do you hate them so much
Sheng Baishuang said: "Let's talk about everything after the talent is awakened."
Even if it is really the blood of the former emperor, if there is a problem with the mother clan, the talent may not meet the requirements of a "king".
What's more, it may not really be the blood of the former emperor.
Sheng Bai opened his mouth, and the matter settled down.
Sheng Baishuang asked Feng Su to take the boy back first, leaving Ji Jinrong behind.
After Feng Su left, Sheng Baishuang told Ji Jinrong to sit down.
Sheng Baishuang said: "A Jin, you don't seem sad."
Ji Jinrong said: "It's good, Ah Su can find what he wants." He is a passer-by in this world, and he shouldn't have the idea of "possession". If he finds Wei Tingjun in the future, that guy might get angry seeing him getting so close to Feng Su all these years.
It's just that he is not a "monarch", and some things may not be so convenient to do.
However, maybe it wasn't the Great Luan Dynasty that he wanted to "die"
He hasn't even awakened his talent now, so it's possible that the reunion with Wei Tingjun will be delayed a bit.
Maybe Wei Tingjun is not interested in the little Da Luan Chao.
The highest position in the world should be "canonization"!
The saint appears once in a hundred years.
In other words, only one person can be successfully "canonized" in a hundred years.
And the saint who is "canonized" will become the master of this world, and the order of the saint will be followed by all the powerful in the world.
Maybe Wei Tingjun's goal is this!
When his talent is awakened, when he doesn't have to stay in the position of "king", he will have more opportunities to get in touch with everything in this era.
Therefore, Ji Jinrong was not sad.
Sadness and jealousy, these unfamiliar emotions, he had already experienced last night.
But that's all.
Ji Jinrong's eyes were burning: "Sister Sheng, if you don't need to be the teacher of this country, can you go back to the school!"
Sheng Baishuang met Ji Jinrong's bright eyes, and his heart shrank slightly. Master? She hasn't thought about it for a long time.
I can't think about it, and I don't dare to think about it.
When she thinks about it, she will think of those eyes that were once so bright.
Thinking of the last pair of eyes full of resentment and hatred.
I remembered the last sentence "Sheng Baishuang, you must die a bad life".
It's nothing to die badly, it's terrible to live with the fate of countless people on your back.
Sheng Baishuang sighed.
After a long time, she said, "It's time to go back." She rubbed Ji Jinrong's hair, "A Jin, are you willing to go back with me?"
Ji Jinrong's eyes became brighter: "Yes!"
Sheng Baishuang's ancestor was a person who was "canonized as a saint". If he could go to Shengbaishuang's master gate, he might be able to know what "canonization as a saint" was all about.
Moreover, Sheng Baishuang was also very tired.
Relying on her alone, she was almost unable to hold on.
Since Feng Su wants it, let Feng Su take it away.
Power and status have never been what Sheng Baishuang wanted.
The only thing that kept Sheng Baishuang in Da Luan Dynasty was "responsibility".
Ji Jinrong opened his arms and hugged Sheng Baishuang, and said happily: "Then we have agreed, we will leave when the child's talent awakens."
Seeing that Ji Jinrong was very excited, Sheng Bai just listened quietly without saying anything.
She always felt that it was not so easy to leave.
Even if you want to leave, you have to arrange everything.
Feng Su had offended too many people in the past, if he was allowed to take over the position of the national teacher, it would be difficult to convince them. Do you want to keep Lian Ping
With Lian Ping's temperament, I'm afraid he is unwilling to keep the "blood of the former emperor" as an assistant.
Moreover, Feng Su and Lian Ping have always been strangers...
Seeing the unconcealable sadness between Sheng Bai's eyebrows, Ji Jinrong sighed inwardly.
He knew that Sheng Baishuang was definitely not worried about how to escape, but worried about how Feng Su and the little boy could gain a foothold.
It was precisely because he knew that Sheng Baishuang's position would be like this that he calmed down as quickly as possible and proposed to leave with Sheng Baishuang.
If he is not convinced and wants to compete with the "blood of the first emperor", Sheng Baishuang and the others will definitely be in a dilemma.
As for Feng Su...
Maybe it will be difficult.
After all, so far, Feng Su hasn't had any intention of killing him. At that point, the last bit of friendship between him and Feng Su might be ruined.
Ji Jinrong thought for a while and said to Sheng Baishuang, "Can I move here?"
Sheng Baishuang was startled. Looking into Ji Jinrong's peaceful eyes, she thought of Ji Jinrong's dependence on Feng Su in the past few years. She seldom gets close to people, even Feng Su is no exception, so when facing this matter, she is only disappointed—not very angry or sad. But Ji Jinrong and Feng Su get along day and night, how can it be possible to accept it calmly like her? Now that Feng Su has done such a thing, Ji Jinrong is probably the one who is most saddened.
Naturally, Sheng Baishuang couldn't bear him to face Feng Su and that "existing emperor's bloodline" day and night.
She agreed to Ji Jinrong's request: "I'll ask Lian Ping to go with you to pack things."
Ji Jinrong said: "No, I still have something to say to A Su."
Sheng Baishuang didn't say any more, and let Ji Jinrong go back to the residence by himself.
When Ji Jinrong returned to the room, he saw Feng Su sitting there, just like sitting in his room countless times in the past few years.
Ji Jinrong froze for a moment, and called, "A Su."
Feng Su trembled when he heard Ji Jinrong's voice.
He raised his head to look at Ji Jinrong, his jade-like face was calm and unpredictable.
Ji Jinrong said, "The auction house, here you are."
Feng Su was stunned.
Ji Jinrong said, "Big Dipper, also for you."
Feng Su stood up and looked at Ji Jinrong's calm face.
Even though she is not yet ten years old, she has an unspeakable composure.
Feng Su said softly: "A Jin, are you angry with me?"
Ji Jinrong said, "No." He stepped forward and gently hugged Feng Su's neck as before. This is the last time, this is the last time, they will never be this close again in the future. Even if it was because of Feng Su's kindness to him in the past few years, he would not be angry with Feng Su - even if he felt sad and reluctant for a while, he would let it go sooner or later. Ji Jinrong let go of his hand quickly, "I'll give you whatever you want. You built them all by yourself."
Feng Su stared at Ji Jinrong firmly.
Ji Jinrong wanted to tell Feng Su to hold them all in his hands, but he felt relieved after thinking about Feng Su's methods. Even if the "blood of the former emperor" did not treat Feng Su sincerely, Feng Su would not be at a disadvantage - not to mention that the child seemed to be so dependent on Feng Su.
As for what will happen to them in the future, it is beyond his control.
Ji Jinrong said: "I'll clean up later and move to live with Sister Sheng. You..." He paused, but still said, "You must be happy, don't hold everything in your heart."
Feng Su clenched his fists, still wanting to see what he wanted to see on Ji Jinrong's face: "A Jin, you are really angry with me."
Ji Jinrong's eyes were calm, and he did not avoid Feng Su's scorching gaze at all: "No."
He grabbed Feng Su's palm and spread it out, and put the auction house's seal and Beidou's token into it.
"for you."
After finishing speaking, Ji Jinrong called Pangpang and began to pack his luggage.
Feng Su watched from the side.
Ji Jinrong didn't have many things to take away, so he packed them up soon. When leading Pangpang past Feng Su, Ji Jinrong stopped and said to Feng Su, "Goodbye."
Feng Su didn't speak to him.
Ji Jinrong left.
When Ji Jinrong's figure disappeared, Feng Su ruthlessly threw the seal and token in his hand to the ground.
The veins on the back of the hand appeared.
Ji Jinrong said, here you are.
He has been trying his best to grab it, but Ji Jinrong said "here" generously.
He didn't believe in the position of monarch, Ji Jinrong didn't want to fight back at all!
The author has something to say:
Feng Meiren: Do you want to take back the position of monarch? Come beg me~
Your Majesty: Fuck, someone has finally taken over this thankless position, so touched~(≧▽≦)/~
La la la phoenix beauty: ...
Everyone said that His Majesty collapsed. His Majesty just fell into the honey pot for too long. It is normal for him to have feelings for Feng Meiren. When people are weak, they always tend to rely on the people around them. As for whether this feeling will change It was possible to become love, but now it is impossible for Feng Meiren to make it impossible. There are very few opportunities in the world, where can he go with his small arms and short legs =v=