Rong Wan just temporarily left the protagonist in his mansion.
And the protagonist deserves to be the protagonist, those scars on his body would have died a thousand times and ten thousand times if it were someone else, but after taking the healing medicine, he has recovered more than half of it in just a few days !
Of course, only more than half of the trauma has recovered. There is no way to untie the suppressed mental power for the time being.
Without those horrific entanglements of scars or scars on his body, the protagonist finally looks like a normal person. In addition to his sickly pale skin, and his eyes are always guarded and vigilant, he looks no worse than the guards in this mansion. Even more handsome than those guards.
After Rong had to deal with Zhu Jing's military affairs every day, those books caused him a lot of headaches. Fortunately, there was a system to solve it quietly for him, but he also needed to keep signing those documents and imitate Zhu Jing's handwriting.
In addition, he needs to visit the barracks from time to time, so he is not in the mansion for a short period of time during the day.
In order to avoid any troubles caused by these restless servants during his absence. He directly raised the protagonist in the room next to his, like a golden house hiding a baby, and he didn't allow anyone to approach him except for the servants in the kitchen to deliver the food.
Those who approached were exiled according to the most severe criminal law.
The protagonist managed to relax a little vigilance towards him. What if these servants make him return to the gloomy and violent state he just came out of prison
But doing so is not a long-term solution after all.
Soon Zhujing's elder brother heard about it, so he made a special trip.
Zhu Jing is a family of generals, the family is deeply rooted, and the forces behind it can be said to be quite powerful in the entire empire. In this generation, there are only two people, Zhu Yun and Zhu Jing. As the youngest young master in the family, it is conceivable that Zhu Jing has been favored by thousands of people, that's why he has developed such a perverted character now, because he has seen various criminal methods since he was a child!
Compared with the gloomy and irritable Zhu Jing, Zhu Yun holds an important position in the royal family, and his personality is much stronger and calmer.
Before Rong Wan came in, he never expected to face such a complicated person around Zhu Jing, and he couldn't help but get a headache. If it happened, it would definitely be the gallows! But if you don't wear Cheng Zhujing, you really don't have a chance to save the protagonist—otherwise you still wear Lieutenant General Wusi? He couldn't even bring the protagonist out of prison that day!
He returned home from the barracks, and before he took off his uniform, Zhu Yun was waiting in the hall.
The servants around are all in a state of sympathy. Because Zhuyun and Zhujing's looks are somewhat similar, they are exactly the same handsome, but Zhuyun's eyebrows are not as gloomy and hostile as Zhujing, but Zhuyun's aura is also quite terrifying.
"Jingjing, come and sit down." Zhuyun's expression softened immediately when he saw Zhujing.
This guy is a younger brother. Full brother control.
In other words, the whole family of Zhujing's family is a perverted Zhujing, and that's why Zhujing was trained to be such a perverted thing. In the original text, Lu Sujun later expressed his heart to Zhu Jing, and wanted to apply for an imperial wedding with him, but this big brother just stepped in and did not allow Lu Sujun to enter their house—
And every time Lu Sujun wanted to be alone with Zhujing before, this big brother would go over and interrupt him as soon as he saw it. That's why Lu Sujun hates Zhuyun very much.
Rong Wan was given a layer of goosebumps by the nickname he called, and his brows were sullen. He walked over and said condescendingly: "If you call me that again, I'll kill you."
He understood the original text very well, that's what Zhu Jing said to his elder brother, so he didn't feel any pain in the left side of his brain.
And Zhuyun didn't care about his younger brother's rejection at all, and thought it was very funny, he just touched the corner of his lips and smiled.
After sitting down, he said impatiently, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
Only then did he return to the main topic: "I heard that your family has brought back a slave. It's not that you can't take slaves. With your rank, you can have as many slaves as you want. The key is—are you right about this slave?" Great? I've heard some gossip."
Rong Wan frowned coldly.
The slander in his heart, in fact, Zhuyun just can't see his brother getting too close to others.
Zhu Yun continued: "The entire empire doesn't treat slaves so well. Give him food and drink and clothes for him? It's like treating a lover, it's a joke! You know the suspicion of the royal family now, if you suspect that you intend to recruit those slaves, If you intend to commit crimes, you will be in big trouble."
"Princess Suya is trying to appease the slaves, but she is a princess after all. No matter what she does, she has a blood relationship with the royal family, and she will not be suspected of doing anything. And you? The military rank has reached this point, and I Being in an important position, now the royal family fears our family the most."
In fact, the original text almost only revolves around the protagonist, but Rong Wan found that many details of the supporting characters in this world were generated on their own initiative. For example, the relationship between the Nagisa family and the royal family is undercurrent.
"You're making too much of a fuss, you're just a slave." Rong Wan said indifferently, in an indifferent tone like talking about the stray puppies in the yard: "I played for a few days, and when I got tired of it, I threw it away."
He knew that Zhu Yun came here specially because he was jealous of his kindness to the slaves and didn't care about him as a big brother at all. As long as he shows that he is just playing around with the protagonist, Zhu Yun will not be so nervous.
What's more, if there was a scene of trouble, if Zhu Jing made a big move to sever the blood relationship with his elder brother, it would be Zhu Yun who really panicked.
Sure enough, Zhu Yun's handsome face was visibly relieved, and he said: "Yes, you are busy with military affairs all day, so it's no big deal to find a slave to play with. But you have to remember, a slave is still a slave after all, don't do it to make the royal family suspicious." things."
Rong Wan frowned: "You mean?"
"It's too much for slaves to enjoy the same treatment as an admiral. When the slaves on the street hear that slaves can enjoy such good treatment with you, it's over to alert the royal family." Zhu Yun Said: "You'd better let him do some hard work as a servant, and there must be beatings and scolding. After a while, send him away."
Rong Wan did not directly refute.
After all, the time he can stay here is not long, and he must quickly get back his energy source for the protagonist within a limited time, so that he can restore his previous combat effectiveness. As long as the protagonist recovers, it will be the meeting of the gods and the killing of the gods, the meeting of the Buddha and the killing of the Buddha! In this empire and even in this worldview setting, no one can stop it, so are you still afraid of farts
It is best to complete these things in the time period before sending the protagonist away as Zhu Yun said.
Seeing that Zhujing didn't show obvious repulsion, Zhuyun's brows became more relaxed, and he stretched out his hand to touch his baby brother's shoulder—
Unexpectedly, when the younger brother gave up his shoulders, he avoided him like a plague god.
He smiled bitterly, his younger brother was still so arrogant and indifferent, he didn't force himself, and asked, "Where's your slave, let me see you?"
"No." Rong Wan said with a frosty face, then stood up and pointed to the door, meaning to see off the guests.
Zhu Yun didn't really want to see that slave. Aren't all slaves alike, with a pale face like a sick ghost. What's more, every time Zhu Jing brings a slave back to the mansion, he will quickly investigate those people's information clearly, so he has read the files recorded in the military prison by Jin Zhao a long time ago, and it doesn't matter if he sees them or not. .
He didn't feel displeased either. Today, he said twelve words to his brother, which was enough to surprise him.
So he dawdled for a while, and finally left with two servants who were waiting outside the mansion contentedly.
Rong Wan sat in the living room, thinking about what Zhu Yun said.
In recent days, bringing the protagonist back to the mansion and treating him with care is indeed a bit abrupt. Not to mention that it is not in line with Zhu Jing's usual personality, even the royal family will doubt whether he has some premeditated use of the original "war machine" in private. Now it is only Lu Sujun and Zhuyun who are questioning—two people who are all on his side. It will be troublesome if the enemy like Lieutenant General Wu Si is caused by that time.
Thinking of this, he called the chief guard of the mansion.
The chief guard does some work similar to a housekeeper in this mansion.
"Admiral, do you have any orders?" The chief guard stood beside him respectfully.
"The slave I brought back a few days ago has almost recovered from his injuries these few days. Let him arrange some easy work." Rong Wan said in an orderly tone, thought for a while, and then said: "Just take responsibility Just clean the floor where I live."
Except for General Zhujing himself, no servant would dare to go up that floor easily on weekdays. Just right.
"… yes."
The chief guard thought enviously, it was too easy to clean only one floor! Compared with other servants in this mansion who perform their duties, it is like living in heaven! You know, in this empire, slaves are the most despicable people, especially those with tattoos on their ears.
After such an arrangement was made, the gossip and gossip in private became even worse. The servants in the mansion are very clever, and they are very afraid of General Zhujing. Although they don't know how to talk in front of him, they will inevitably break their mouths.
"The general has really bad taste. He actually fell in love with a slave with the lowest status. In the past, so many nobles showed affection to the general. The general didn't seem to have any sexual desire. He thought he was sexually frigid."
"It's really unfair. More than a dozen of us are crowded into one room, and the other slaves are all huddled in those dark and damp basements. And this slave has a separate big room, a private doctor, and even now the general has specially ordered him to Arrange the easiest jobs... that's too much of a preference."
Imaaki spent most of his time in his own room, and the healing process of those long-suffering wounds was slower and more difficult than new wounds, and it was often excruciatingly painful. There was nothing he could do but push through without saying a word.
When he was assigned to clean the general's dormitory, he would appear in the corridor on the second floor very rarely.
He is like a ghost crawling out of the abyss, exuding an aura of indifference that should not be approached by strangers all over his body. After recovering from his injuries, he could barely stand and walk, so he showed his original tall figure, with a face wearing a half mask It is even more sinister and ruthless, it seems that it can crush a person to death at any time.
Even though those servants had some contempt for him at first, now they dare not approach him casually.
But Jin Zhao stood at the corner of the stairs, and the whispers of those people still easily fell into his ears. Once he recovered from his injuries, many abilities began to gradually recover, for example, hearing, which is a must for a war machine to be used basic ability.
-preference.
He heard the word.
He stood there silently and coldly, weighing these two words in his throat repeatedly, as if digging out a blood clot. For some reason, he remembered the general's side face, standing there indifferent and arrogant, and when he looked over, his expression was icy, but the voice in the darkness was unexpectedly gentle, with a special allure—
His face was hot, but this time it wasn't because he was burned by the gunfire on the battlefield, or because he was splashed with sulfuric acid when he was fighting. Had a strange feeling. As if out of the desolate junkyard of hate, a tiny, delicate, swaying flower bud grew. It was easy to die young, but it made his hatred of everything calm down for a moment.
He knew the general sent him, and he became a slave who belonged to the general alone. But for Jin Zhao, the word "slave" is strangely and inexplicably not so repulsive and abhorrent for the first time in his life.
Jin Zhao stood where he was, caressed his silver mask caressingly, and then walked towards the general's room.
This is the only room left to be cleaned.
This is not torture, but a reward from the general.
Izumi knocked lightly on the door.
A faint voice came from inside: "Come in."
So Jin Zhao pushed the door open and went in, his pale and gloomy face regained some vitality after hearing the conversations of those servants.
— But when he saw the scene in the room, his dark eyes suddenly froze, gathering a dark storm.
Rong Wan had already invited Princess Suya to his place, and the two sat face to face and drank tea.