The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

"Yes, General." Nan Xi said respectfully, "Everything you ordered has been properly arranged."

Wen Jue nodded slightly to show that he understood, and then asked Nan Xi to take him there to have a look, but when he arrived at the place where Wang Ergou and his grandfather were placed, Wen Jue looked at the deployment of guards in the courtyard, but did not say to go in and have a look That pair of grandparents.

Xiao Yang came out of the small courtyard with a medicine bowl in her hand, just in time to see the back of Wen Jue leaving, subconsciously asked Nan Xi: "Has the master been here?"

Nan Xi explained Wen Jue's reason for coming.

Xiaoyang scratched his hair when he heard the words: "I don't think there is anything special about this kid except for his temper. I really don't understand why the master sent so many people to protect him?"

These words actually expressed the doubts in Nanxi's heart, but Nanxi is not a talkative person, she just said: "The general has his reasons for doing this. Don't make any mistakes."

Xiao Yang curled her lips, raised her hand and rubbed Nan Xi's head: "You are so young, you are so mature."

Although Nan Xi is the closest person to Wen Jue, but because he is young, soft-looking, and rarely puts on airs, the guards following Wen Jue, while obeying him, treat him more as a A younger brother, not a superior.

Nan Xi subconsciously raised her hand to cover her head, puffed her cheeks, stared at Xiao Yang with big eyes and complained: "Brother Xiao Yang, your hair is messed up by you."

Seeing his soft look, Xiaoyang laughed, and said: "You said that the master is such an unreasonable person, just like you, how have you been with him for so many years?"

Nan Xi raised her eyebrows when she heard the words: "Don't say that, the general...it's not easy!" If he just pretended to be angry before, now he is really unhappy.

Seeing his serious face, Xiao Yang quickly changed his words and said, "Okay, okay, what you said is right, Brother Yang just doesn't say anything in the future."

When Wen Jue returned to the room prepared by Mr. Liu, a few maids just happened to walk over with buckets. From what they looked like, they should have come to serve Wen Jue to take a bath.

When the maids saw Wen Jue, they froze for a moment, then put down the buckets and knelt down on the ground.

After receiving Wen Jue's pardon, they got up in fear and trepidation, picked up the buckets and walked cautiously into the room.

Since Wen Jue entered this mansion, he has almost gotten used to the terrified expression when these people looked at him. At this moment, his attention is more focused on swinging in the barrel with the maids walking around. Rippled clear water.

This bucket of water reminded him of the times when he saw Wang Ergou several times before.

That child can protect a small jar of water like his life. Seeing this, shouldn't he be excited and silly?

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little funny, but after laughing, his mood was a little complicated.

In today's severe drought, a drop of water is very precious. There is no telling how many people's lives can be saved with such a few large buckets. Although it is in the book, Wen Jue cannot be used without stress.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously raised his hand to stop the movement of the leading maid who was picking up the wooden bucket of water and pouring it into the bathtub.

Suddenly stopped by him, the servant girl froze, then raised her head subconsciously.

She probably thought that she had done something wrong and angered the rumored cold-blooded and bloodthirsty general, so she had an unconcealable panic on her face.

Wen Jue looked at that face, the facial features were not ugly, even very delicate, but the skin was sallow, the face was dirty, and there was a layer of dry dead skin on the lips, as if thirsty. The look of not being able to, coupled with the restless and terrified expression on his face, looked really pitiful and embarrassed.

"There's no need to pour it." Wen Jue said.

The servant girl was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, she carefully removed the small barrel leaning on the big wooden barrel.

Looking at her trembling look, it seemed as if she was afraid that Wen Jue would swallow her alive in the next second.

Naturally, there was a reason why she was so afraid, and the reason started with Wen Chongzhou's murder of tens of thousands of prisoners, and Wen Jue's public beating of Qian Shi and Wen Deming.

——Because of these two incidents at the beginning, the name "Wen Chongzhou" can be said to have spread throughout the Great Shang Kingdom, and even the neighboring countries knew that there was such a cruel and heartless general in the Shang Kingdom, coupled with the variability of rumors , spread layer by layer, and Wen Jue became in everyone's hearts an invincible perverted monster with a face like a Rakshasa, a killer like a numb, eating human flesh and drinking human blood.

So when these maids received the task of serving Wen Jue, they were like a bolt from the blue, and even cried heartbreakingly in private.

But they are soft-spoken, even if there are 1 people who don't want to, what should they do after the trouble, so they finally wiped away their tears and came here with the heart of death.

Wen Jue knew that they were afraid of him, but he would never have thought that he had become such a terrifying existence in the hearts of these people. He stretched out a hand towards the little maid and said, "Give me the bucket."

The servant girl was so nervous that she lost her instinct to think, and reflexively followed Wen Jue's request, holding the wooden bucket with both hands and shaking it like chaff.

Wen Jue carried the bucket of water to the washstand, poured some into the copper washbasin on the shelf, then walked back and returned the bucket to the little maid: "Take it away."

Listening to his hoarse and broken voice, the servant girl didn't react for a long time.

Did you hear me right, he...he let me go?

When they came here, they had foreseen countless kinds of terrible consequences in their minds, and the little maid couldn't believe that they could complete the task so easily.

Seeing that the other party stood still, Wen Jue thought she didn't understand what he meant, so he couldn't help explaining: "Nowadays, water is in short supply, and the water may not be easy to come by. Take it back and use it yourself."

He didn't feel something was wrong when he said this, but after the words fell, several maidservants in the room with their heads bowed suddenly raised their heads, looking at Wen Jue with the same astonishment in their eyes.

Looking at the expressions of these girls in their teens and twenties, Wen Jue suddenly felt a little funny, and couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.

But in the next second, the arc of his mouth froze in place.

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Again.

Shut up you!

Wen Jue scolded coldly in his heart, and when the system sound in his head stopped, he put away his expression.

After a few seconds of pause, he waved his hands at the maidservants, and said in a calm voice, "The general is going to rest, go out?"

When he said this, although his voice was not high, but the sudden change of attitude coupled with that hoarse and ghostly voice, it was simply a state of mind, right?

The maids' original impression of Wen Jue was shaken just now, and they were scared away in an instant, and even kneeled on the ground reflexively.

"..."

Wen Jue looked at the trembling back and black head, feeling very speechless.

I know you are afraid of me, but you don't have to be so afraid!

Afraid of scaring these little girls into something wrong again, Wen Jue didn't dare to say more, just waved his hand and said, "Go out, you don't need to wait here."

"Your maidservant will leave." The servant girls secretly exchanged glances with each other, then kowtowed to the ground three times in a row, got up and walked out with water, and the servant girl who handed Wen Jue the water was the last one this time , probably because she was too scared, when she passed the threshold, she stumbled over it, the wooden barrel in her hand was overturned, and the clear water spilled all over the floor, but she threw herself into the puddle of water, watching Embarrassed and anxious.

But the maid didn't care about the pain, she just turned her head and looked at Wen Jue.

Seeing Wen Jue's hand raised in the air, her heart skipped a beat, and then she kowtowed on all fours and begged for mercy, "Slave should die, slave should die, I beg the general to spare my life..."

Wen Jue originally wanted to help the girl out of conditioned reflex, but he didn't expect her to have this kind of reaction. Her hand in mid-air froze for a while, and she took it back without embarrassment.

These people's impression of him was already deeply ingrained, and it was useless for Wen Jue to say more, so in the end he simply retreated into the room and closed the door silently.

I thought that these maids would leave if I was like this, but I didn't want the other party to kneel on the ground and dare not get up.

Looking at the thin and trembling figure outside through the wooden door, Wen Jue felt dizzy.

"What are you doing here, go down!" At this moment, a clear but frivolous voice came through the door, followed by a short silence, and then heard the voice say, "What are you still doing?" , let you leave as soon as you go, if something happens, I will have my hall... I will take care of it myself."

After another half hour, there was a low answering sound outside, followed by hurried and disorderly footsteps, and finally quiet was restored.

After the people left, Yin Hongyu didn't knock on the door, and stretched out his hand to push the door open.

He swaggered into the room, sat down at the round table in the room, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip and put it down, opened the folding fan with a snap and shook it gently.

"What on earth did you do to scare these little maids like this?" Yin Hongyu raised the corners of his eyes and smiled playfully.

Wen Jue said: "Your Highness thinks that I am the only one, what else do I need to do?"

His tone was indifferent, without any emotional ups and downs, but for some reason, Yin Hongyu could hear a bit of sadness and loneliness from it.

After a short pause, Yin Hongyu put away the playful expression on his face, looked at Wen Jue's face tightly covered with a mask, and asked softly, "Have you ever regretted it?"

These words were really out of context, Wen Jue thought for a while before he understood what he meant, and said lightly: "There is nothing to regret."

Wen Jue didn't know what the original Wen Chongzhou felt about the matter of sacrificing his life to save the king, but from his own point of view, any decision is his own choice, and regretting such emotions has no real meaning.

Yin Hongyu stood up from the table, walked around to Wen Jue who was sitting on the other side, and then picked Wen Jue's chin with the folding fan in his hand, forcing him to lift his face.

"What a pair of beautiful eyes." Yin Hongyu looked at him and sighed.After a long while, he said again, "I remember what you were like before, at the palace banquet that day."

"It's such a pity to have such a nice face!"