Save the villain and become the villain [Quick Wear]

The King of Qi and the King of Hell almost came to a head with each other, but Xiao Jinglu didn't care that these things were being discussed in the court which was supposed to be discussing state affairs, since it wasn't his people who were lost anyway.

But in the end, neither of them could convince Xiao Jinglu to issue an edict, so they decided to wait for the empress dowager to wake up and let her make the decision.

After this fun, the court officials and their factions began to attack each other.

These ministers would always give a long speech before speaking, which made Xiao Jinglu drowsy. He felt it was a waste of time and simply went crazy on the spot.

"If anyone says a bunch of useless nonsense in his memorial again, I will... I will ask him to go back and write down his nonsense ten times. If he misses a word, he will be beaten with ten sticks."

This sentence is still somewhat useful, as the next person to speak was much more concise.

The King of Qi looked at Xiao Jinglu inquiringly, but saw that he was eager to do something big, but also looked frustrated and dejected. It was a ridiculous posture of a monkey becoming the king when there is no tiger in the mountain. He sneered at himself for worrying too much.

Even if an emperor who had long been spoiled wanted to seize power, what kind of trouble could he cause?

He was thinking that the Queen Mother's current condition was unclear, so it seemed that he had to send a daughter to the palace. He didn't believe that he could remain calm after being drugged.

Xiao Jinglu was secretly remembering who helped whom and who was at odds with whom, when he suddenly felt a chill on his back. His whole body tensed up and he looked around vigilantly, trying to see what went wrong.

After the morning court session ended, Xiao Jinglu wanted to return to the Zichen Palace, but he saw the Prince of Qi walking towards the Ci'an Palace as if he was strolling in his own back garden. A cold look flashed in his eyes and the anger in his chest surged up again.

This was not the first time that the Prince of Qi had entered and left the harem at will, but Xiao Jinglu felt that his anger this time was stronger than any previous time, and he was unable to suppress it even after reciting the "Qing Xin Jue" several times.

He walked quickly towards the Zichen Palace and heard someone singing in the distance. He didn't want to pay attention to it, but the lyrics sounded familiar. He stopped and listened carefully for two sentences, and found that it was the song that Ji Chongyang had sung before.

He had a sinister look on his face, his eyes filled with murderous intent. He caught a glimpse of a maid-like girl peeking out from behind the flowers. He narrowed his eyes slightly, beckoned her over, and asked expressionlessly, "Who is singing?"

The maid bowed politely and spoke in a charming tone, as if she was not afraid of him: "Your Majesty, this is my young lady. My young lady likes to sing the most. Your Majesty, would you like to go and listen to her?"

Xiao Jinglu lowered his eyes to glance at her, raised his knife and looked at the maid who was unwilling to die with her eyes open. He sneered, shook off the blood on the knife, and continued to walk towards the Zichen Palace, his face becoming increasingly gloomy.

There are no way to kill all the rats.

If he had enough strength, if he could become a real emperor, why would he care about a mere rat? He would just have to kill the person who drove the rat away.

But he was sitting in the supreme position, but he lived worse than a cat.

When he returned to the bedroom, he was about to kick the door open, but suddenly he remembered that Ji Chongyang might be practicing martial arts at this moment. He took a deep breath, reached out, slowly pushed the door open, and walked in.

After Qi Yang's internal energy circulated for one cycle, 002 reminded him in time that Xiao Jinglu had returned.

After finishing his exercise and calming his breath, he opened his eyes and saw Xiao Jinglu sitting at the table, looking sulky.

"What's wrong? Who made you angry in the court?"

Xiao Jinglu shook his head, his voice tense, like a balloon that would burst at any time.

"I am angry at myself for being useless. The King of Qi is a foreign minister, and he didn't even say hello to me when he entered the harem. Is this his palace or mine?"

Qi Yang noticed that his fist was clenched tightly and blood was dripping. He pinched his wrist and motioned him to open his fingers. He vaguely felt that this scene was familiar.

He paused, then said, "You are holding the national seal now. What is the difference between you and a child holding gold in a busy market? Jinglu, you must grow up quickly. You don't have much time left."

Xiao Jinglu took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

"Is there any other faster way to get me to focus?"

"No, I can only train slowly."

"Is there any other way besides copying books?"

Qi Yang hesitated for a moment and said, "Have someone prepare at least thirty-two wooden blocks of the same size. I will need them later."

Xiao Jinglu gave the order as he was told.

Qi Yang turned the book to a page that he hadn't taught yet and placed it in front of him: "Try and see if you can concentrate and finish reading one article."

But Xiao Jinglu could control his temper, but he could not control his vigilance.

His hearing was too sensitive, and he would look at the slightest movement. Qi Yang had no choice but to find two balls of cotton and stuff them into his ears.

Qi Yang's original intention was to suppress his sensitive hearing and leave only vision to function, but the loss of hearing made Xiao Jinglu unexpectedly restless.

Seeing him looking up and glancing around from time to time, Qi Yang wasn't angry, but he couldn't help feeling distressed.

He motioned Xiao Jinglu to take off the cotton, looked into his eyes, and said calmly: "Think of me as your ears, okay? My hearing is better than yours. I am your master and your ally. Trust me, okay?"

Xiao Jinglu lowered his head and covered his eyes, saying in a difficult tone: "I can't do it."

Qi Yang took a deep breath, leaned forward and rubbed his head, then picked up the book: "Then I'll read it to you, and see how much you can hear and remember."

"it is good."

This method was indeed useful for Xiao Jinglu, but Qi Yang's mouth was dry from reading and his tongue was smoking from explaining. The pity in his heart gradually faded away and he began to go crazy.

Sure enough, this rescue group is not a place for people to stay. There will be a questionnaire survey when he returns this time. He must apply to change groups!

He is not in a master-apprentice group, why does he have to teach others again and again? !

Xiao Jinglu noticed that Qi Yang's face was becoming more and more ugly. He kept drinking water. During lunch, he was very humble and kept picking up dishes and serving soup for him.

After the meal, Xiao Jinglu told Qi Yang about what happened in the morning court. The two reviewed the undercurrents in the court and talked about someone singing on the way back from court.

It is not difficult to guess who it is. The only person in the whole palace who can be called Miss is the daughter that the Prince of Qi called into the palace. I just don't know if she is the one who was chased away by him before.

"That time should be the idea of ​​the Princess of Qi, but now the Queen Mother is sleepy, the Prince of Qi must have the same idea."

The two discussed the matter for a few sentences, and seeing that Xiao Jinglu was determined not to marry the daughter of King Qi, they gave up.

"Wait for me in a while..."

"Knock Knock-"

A knock on the door interrupted Qi Yang's words, and a palace servant came in and said, "Your Majesty, Chief Steward Yin from Ci'an Palace is here and said that the Queen Mother wants to see you."

"She's awake again?"

The palace maid paused, not knowing how to answer.

Xiao Jinglu couldn't help but ask Qi Yang: "Can't you just let her sleep forever?"

"No, for the time being, we still need her to contain other forces."