Fast time travel to become a master of abusive literature to save the world of sweet literature

Chapter 72

[The favorability degree is 92 for the host. 】

Ban Xia's face darkened.

Just remembering the shy and sweet kiss of the little boy, what the hell is 741 calling when it comes out.

【Host, didn't you ask me to take the initiative to broadcast...】

【To shut up. 】

Pinellia doesn't care what the system says.

Lie down angrily.

Before going to bed, I was still thinking, what can the child do? Could it be that the first task has to be completed?

The regent has returned the government, and the child has real power, so it should be a solution to the deadly situation.

She fell asleep happily, but early the next morning, she heard the news that the emperor was seriously ill.

???

"Brother Zhongqing is sick?"

Rong Guogong was at the head, worried: "The Holy Majesty has been weak since he was a child, and his condition has deteriorated since he was 15 years old. Recently, he vomited blood in the court hall. Today, he didn't even go to the court. The ministers dispersed and asked why. It is only because the Holy Dragon is ill."

Su Clan also had question marks on his face: "That day wasn't..."

As he spoke, he suddenly thought of something, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he closed his mouth.

Nanrong Haoyu put his hands in his sleeves, and a trace of interest flashed across Jun's face: "Let's see the situation in the court."

Just as he was deep in thought, he was slapped on the head by his elder brother: "Why are you pretending? The Holy Dragon is ill, we have to get busy."

After finishing speaking, Nanrong Haoxuan grabbed Nanrong Haoyu and left.

Banxia waved her little hand: "Brothers, please be extremely careful~"

Rong Guogong and Su Shi looked at each other, quite worried.

The children have grown up, so I really can't control that much. If they really can't make it, Rong Guogong thinks that he will take action again, so as to save the lives of the bastards, and we will talk about it later.

From this day on, the Holy Majesty never went to court again.

Rong Guogong handed over the booklet and said that he was sick and rested at home. The family of three played chess, piano, shuttlecock and martial arts all day long, and they were very happy.

Only the two sons got up earlier than the chicken and came back later than the ghost. Even Nanrong Haoyu, who grew up in Beijing since childhood, has lost a lot of weight recently.

After the emperor fell ill, the imperial concubine took charge of the government for the time being.

The Prime Minister Zuo rose up and accused the Regent in the court of not returning the throne for his ulterior motives. The Hussars General scolded the Prime Minister Zuo in the court, which became an anecdote in Beijing.

The Imperial Concubine and the Prime Minister Zuo did not know what kind of deal they had made, and the two reached an agreement for the time being, to take down the regent first.

Together with Prime Minister Zuo, the ministers of the imperial concubine's faction also echoed one after another, and there were two factions in the court, facing tit for tat all day long.

When the emperor ascended the throne, he named the eldest prince King Zhao and gave him a fief. At that time, he ordered King Zhao to go to the fief under the instructions of the regent.

Now that the court is in chaos, the imperial concubine transferred her son back on the grounds that the regent murdered the emperor and lost his protection in Beijing.

The King of Zhao brought [-] soldiers and horses to station outside the capital, and he brought [-] elite soldiers into the city to surround the palace.

The regent has been back to Beijing for many years, and his soldiers and horses are far away in the frontier. There are only [-] elite soldiers stationed outside the city on a daily basis.

After all, this move was worse than Zhao Wang.

The two sides were at war with each other, and even the people in the capital felt abnormal, they stayed behind closed doors all day long, and the depression in the capital was like a disaster year.

[741, why didn't you call the hero dead this time? 】

Ban Xia was very curious, last time she cried every day that the male lead was dead, but this time there was no movement at all, as quiet as a false ruler.

741 sighed cutely.

[ε=(ο｀*))) Alas, because 741 doesn’t know whether to shout or not. 】

[Do you still have time to think about whether the problem should be done or not?Let's talk. 】

[The task given by Big Data this time is to prevent the capture target from dying and breaking the net. Isn’t this net the male protagonist and the others? From the perspective of the task, the capture target and the male protagonist, of course I have to choose the capture target...

But from the perspective of employee training, the training system tells us to keep the hero of Small World as much as possible...

Hey……

741 is also very tangled...]

Ban Xia really didn't expect that Xiao Potong would still have such troubles.

She kowtowed the melon seeds leisurely, thinking about comforting the little fat cat.

[Don't worry, the male lead won't die. 】

【Huh?Really? 】

【Wang Zhao wants to take the throne, and the male lead is not a light-hearted lamp. At that time, both sides will suffer, and Zhongqing will be captured again.

Based on what I know about Zhongqing, he will not kill these two people, at most he will avoid being a commoner and never being able to return to Beijing. 】

[But...the male protagonist didn't do anything to the target~]

【Ah……】

Ban Xia laughed.

[Otherwise, you are just a child. 】

[Host, 741 doesn't understand. 】

[How did the original Zhongqing die? He was shot to death by General Hussars.Who is the hussar general, the hero.

Why did Zhongqing put all his eggs in one basket? It was because in the boundless years, the hero simply regarded him as a tool man, a justifiable and obedient tool man.

Zhongqing lives under the control of the male protagonist all the year round. He can't be the master of anything. He is just a puppet. A puppet has no human rights. Don't you know how the servants treat Zhongqing?Worse than my aunts.

Not only that, but this puppet has to stand in the center of the storm and accept malice and calculations from all sides.

If things go on like this, I can't bear it personally. The hero seems to have done nothing, but in fact, the harm he caused Zhongqing is far more than those imperial concubines and concubines. 】

741 understood a little after listening to such a passage in a daze.

The male protagonist is not all a good person...

[It can't be said that he is not a good person, it's just that he has a different standpoint. From the perspective of the heroine, he is a very good person. 】

[...Host, the hostess has already fallen in love with big brother. 】

【Uh-huh~】

She can't control this kind of thing, she can only blame the hero for not taking the lead this time.

Among other things, Banxia's understanding of Yu Zhongqing is true.

There was a turmoil in the middle of the capital, and the imperial concubine and Zhao Wang suddenly launched an attack one night, and a direct conflict broke out with the regent.

The elite soldiers brought by the regent are all veterans in the army for many years. Although the number is not enough, they can last for a while, and there is a faint meaning of turning defeat into victory.

That night, the people in Beijing shouted to kill and shook the sky, and the common people shut their doors and windows tightly, shivering, and waited for the dawn.

When the battle between the two sides was almost over, suddenly a group of elite soldiers descended from the sky and harvested the remnants. The leader was a young general with a dark complexion, a handsome face, and starlight in his eyes when he smiled.

The young general captured the Regent and King Zhao together and tied them outside Xuanwu Gate.

When the sky was bright, the Xuanwu Gate slowly opened from both sides, and the little emperor, who was supposed to be lying on the hospital bed, appeared on the city tower, wearing gold thread flying dragon boots, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and a crown on his head.

The people secretly saw through the cracks in the door that the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood outside had been cleaned up overnight, and opened the door one after another to see what happened.

The regent, who was supposed to return to power a long time ago, was kidnapped?
King Zhao, who led his troops back to the capital, also knelt in front of him?

Oh ho!Stimulate!

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