big master, big liar

Ji Yunqi avoided the battle for the heir apparent when his brothers took the crown, and avoided the massacre after he ascended the throne.

But it never occurred to him that the battles were over, the mountains and rivers were stable, and the years were peaceful, but his brothers learned to be late rebellious.

"This..." He didn't know what to say.

Ji Yunxi frowned, with an impatient look: "I'm too lazy to play tricks with you, it's only three years, if you can get a son, you can be the regent, if you can't, then sit here by yourself." Location."

"If you want to do it now, I'll hand it over to you now to save trouble. After that, your descendants will have those courtiers to supervise them, so I don't have to worry about it."

This extremely willful tone made Ji Yunqi speechless: "Have you discussed this matter with others?"

"Who do you discuss with? Lu Xiang?" Ji Yunxi looked at him like a fool. "Is there anything to discuss? If I don't do it, someone will naturally do it. How many people are staring at the throne, are you afraid that it will rot in your hands?"

"You are the king of a country after all..."

He even sneered: "If I am not the king of a country, Dayao will die? After so many years, I have never seen anyone think that I am so important."

Ji Yunqi understood that this younger brother of his own would not eat soft and hard things, and would not take oil or salt. No one could change what he had already set.

Except for the national teacher.

It's just that this extremely absurd decision was mostly made for that person.

"You...just think about it more." Ji Yunqi finally gave up the honorifics and said in his usual tone. "Ji Yunxi, if you are impulsive and regret it later, there is nothing you can do about it. Love is temporary, but this country is forever."

"Do you regret it?" Ji Yunxi looked at him lightly.

"What?" Ji Yunqi was taken aback.

"The one who had the best chance back then was not Ji Yunyi, that trash, but you." Ji Yunxi had a faint mockery in his eyes. "Do you regret it?"

When he was closest to the Nine-Five Supreme, because of the departure of one of his subordinates, he kept his name incognito, ran to Sifang City, became a shameful gambling king, and guarded a girl for several years without showing his face.

Does he regret it?

Ji Yunqi was silent.

No one ever asked Ji Yunqi why he was so impulsive.

Only he knows that he feels that he owes Hua Wuwu.

When such an upright girl stood in front of him and asked him if she was a hero.

He knew that from the beginning to the end, he was playing with the girl's justice and stubbornness, treating her as a knife and his arm, but he did not regard her as a person or a hero.

Hua WuWu knew, so he saw the disappointment in her eyes.

He is just a schemer and never believes in heroes.

When the girl left, he felt that he was missing a piece, his whole body was rotten, from head to toe, it smelled like pus.

The blood that the child shed for him, and the head he kowtowed before leaving, bound him like chains, making him restless.

How many years has the kid been with him?Even he himself can't remember clearly.

He brought her out of the mountain, and it was he who caused her to break her dream of being a hero and lose all the ordinary happiness of being a girl.

Did she look down on him?Maybe she hated him.

Ji Yunqi thought of her again and again, disturbed by his own pain, so that all the flowers in Shengjing lost their color, forcing him to arrange everything overnight and escape into the arranged identity.

Only by spying on her secretly can he get a ray of peace.

It's like when you were young, how many times you woke up in the midst of power struggles and invisible bloody winds.

She squatted at his door and said foolishly: "I'll guard the door for you, don't worry, I'll hammer whoever comes."

He couldn't help but want to laugh, but only at this time could he get the rare peace of mind.

This was the most absurd decision in his life, and one he had never regretted.

Looking at Ji Yunxi's nonchalant expression in front of him, he suddenly realized something and laughed: "Ji Yunxi, whether you want to admit it or not, you and I are indeed brothers in the same blood."

"You're more like him than me."

He was referring to Ji Hui, their father who had been buried in the ground and his flesh and blood had rotted away.

That kind of reckless vigor and unexpected affection are things that run counter to the throne, but they are preserved in the blood.

Ji Yunxi frowned in disgust: "You are trying not to make me happy."

Ji Yunqi raised his eyebrows: "Don't you just make me happy?"

The two brothers looked at each other, and they could see the rejection in each other's eyes.

Ji Yunqi's expression was rather kind, but his mouth was unyielding: "Don't even think about throwing me what you don't want. Whether you have a son or not, you can give the throne to whoever you want, and don't even think about spoiling me."

Now he is the mighty King You, the great general with his armor removed, the uncrowned God of War, and he is very carefree.

Ji Yunxi looked at him with a half-smile: "You don't want to?"

Ji Yunqi sneered, got up and left: "Your Majesty, leave."

However, Ji Yunxi showed a vicious smile, and knocked on the table with his knuckles.

"... General Hua." He whispered softly.

Ji Yunqi had already stepped out of the door with one foot stiff.

Ji Yunxi's smile became more and more vicious, and his eyes were burning with mischief: "General Hua devoted himself to serving the country, but he delayed the major events of life... What a pity."

He watched with great interest his elder brother's expression of suppressing anger and forced a smile, and sighed to himself: "Is there no hero in this capital who is suitable for General Hua?"

Ji Yunqi had already turned around and walked back, staring at him with a smirk: "The aristocratic family in Beijing has strict rules and regulations. I'm afraid they can't tolerate a heroine like General Hua, so I don't need to bother you."

"Indeed," Ji Yunxi laughed lowly. "Since this is the case, I will send some obedient and beautiful sons to General Hua's residence. Even if the marriage cannot be consummated, it is not good to leave her alone. She has worked hard and made great achievements, even if she is a woman, she should also enjoy the blessings of everyone It is."

"Prince You, you have always been on good terms with General Hua, why don't you tell me, does she prefer the flirtatious and affectionate ones, or the gentle ones?"

Ji Yunqi slapped the table with a slap: "Ji Yunxi!"

"Ji Yunqi." He looked composed, and there was even a hint of a smile in his eyes. "You can't grasp the timing by yourself, so don't blame me for making fun of you. You and I don't have any brotherhood. If I'm on the throne for a day, you don't want to be safe—"

"Think about it yourself." He patted his shoulder jokingly, smiling brightly. "If there is something that makes you unhappy, how can you say it... you can replace it."

Ji Yunqi never expected that his younger brother, now so gloomy, looked like a street rogue.

On the contrary, Ji Yunxi was in a good mood, he suddenly understood why Song Xuan yearned so much for the world.

Being a rogue ruffian is really enjoyable.