The villain's self-cultivation

This major general looks really good, and he is actually good-looking, but it just gave Ruan Wan a sense of self-confidence. After hearing his words, the other party was stunned for a second, and then smiled: "It's not a year. See, it's my fault that Awan has become estranged from me."

"..."

Is there something wrong with this person?Didn't you see the sneer on Madman Rong's lips that could freeze to death?Still not changing your mind?

Ruan Wan cleared her throat: "Ahem...Xiu, Xiuwen..."

Immediately, a sinister gaze shot from the lower right corner.

His heart skipped a beat, he pretended not to see it, and continued: "Although I was a classmate with you when I was young, since I have ascended to the throne of God, you must understand the way of a monarch and a minister. Don't overstep it, otherwise, I will punish you." crime."

He originally thought that the system had said that this person was very useful, so it would be fine to give him a step down, but he didn't expect that this would directly anger another person. You know, Rong Yue is not very polite to him, and he doesn't know about this It's even more impossible for a yellow-haired boy with high sky and thick earth to be polite.

The regent waved his hand coldly, and he was convicted: "General Yang is no longer a child. He is under the tutelage of the Taifu. He should know all the rules in the palace. It is a taboo to call your majesty by his first name. Don't you?" Maybe you don't know, come here, drag it down, hit [-] big boards, and give the major general a long memory."

"!!!"

The faces of the other people in the hall suddenly changed. No one believed that the regent would attack so quickly, and because of this, His Majesty didn't say anything.

What's more, Yang Xiuwen defended the border with his father. Although he didn't get any military merits or achieve any great achievements, he had to work hard without credit. He had just returned to the Jinling Imperial City, and the rewards hadn't been given yet. Twenty boards have been played, and if it gets out, I don't know how it will be discussed outside.

The smile on Yang Xiuwen's face also gradually froze and disappeared, his eyes moved from Ruan Wan to the legendary figure's face.

When he was in the border town, his father mentioned this man's name and deeds more than once, and he praised him greatly in words, saying that he is literary and martial arts, has outstanding demeanor, uses soldiers like a god, and is invincible. As long as this man is around for a day , the border countries will no longer dare to invade.

They were all scared by this man.

Yang Yue even expressed cryptically when there was no one around, if this person had a little bit of royal blood, the throne would only be his, and no one else would have a chance.

Although the current emperor's position is as easy as picking something out of a pocket for him.

In Yang Xiuwen's memory, His Royal Highness, the Prince Regent at the top of the power, has a bad relationship with Ruan Wan.

Of course, it can't be said to be very bad, but... there is no intersection.

At least before the other party became the regent, these two were absolute strangers, and Rong Yue never cared about the way the emperor and his courtiers got along, anyway, everything was under his control.

Why are you angry this time?Just because he called His Majesty A Wan?

But these palace servants all know that he and A Wan have a good relationship, they have called it that way since they were young, according to the past, Rong Yue should turn a blind eye to it.

Why do you have to punish him?

Could it be that something happened between these two people during these days?

Yang Xiuwen's face became more and more ugly, and he was caught off guard by Shang Rongyue's dark eyes, as if he was accidentally poured head-on by the icy water in the middle of winter, shivering from the cold, and took a step back involuntarily.

After retreating, he suddenly felt ashamed, his face darkened a bit, he gritted his teeth and said, "Ah—Your Majesty hasn't said anything yet, why is General Rong so impatient? Could it be that he is used to giving orders before His Majesty?"

This kind of allusion was not indifferent, everyone in the hall was silent, Ruan Wan was slightly taken aback, and secretly glanced to the lower right corner.

Rong Yue let out a faint "huh", and his thin lips were cold and distant. He relaxed his body and leaned back on the seat: "You don't need to put any hat on me, I don't care about those, but today's board, no matter what Whether you want it or not, you have to endure it, so don't waste your words."

Ruan Wan swallowed, and was still racking her brains on how to help Yang Xiuwen escape, Rong Yue waved her hand directly, letting the imperial guards who came in drag him down.

"Wait!" Seeing that the situation was irreversible, Yang Xiuwen quickly took out the cylindrical object he had been carrying behind him, and looked at Ruan Wan with bright eyes: "Your Majesty, this is the whole picture of the border city that I promised to draw for you. It took three years to complete this long picture with one stroke of the pen, and this time it is specially dedicated to His Majesty, I hope His Majesty will like it."

Rong Yue's face darkened instantly.

"A picture? Did you draw it yourself?" Ruan Wan looked at the thick roll and was really surprised. She didn't expect this person to be so talented, and he wasn't such a fool as others said.

"Submit it to me quickly."

Two young eunuchs held the reel, and slowly unfolded it little by little in front of Ruan Wan, presenting the wild and rough customs of the border town one by one.

The picture scroll is nearly ten meters long by visual inspection. The streets, city gates, rivers, mountains, and all aspects of people's lives are drawn in the border town.

"It's so amazing..." Ruan Wan was amazed in her heart, and she couldn't take it all in. After being reminded by the eunuch next to her, she suddenly came back to her senses, asked people to put away the things, looked at the smiling young man below, and said hesitantly: "This gift from Xiuwen, why not?" It fits my heart very well, those twenty boards, just—"

"Your Majesty! I am willing to accept the twenty boards!" Yang Xiuwen said loudly, all the previous resentment and anger disappeared on his face, as fast as changing his face, showing a bright and sunny look: "I just hope that Your Majesty can feel at ease, and don't be left behind." Embarrassed, depressed mood."

Wow!This man can really come to trouble!Ruan Wan opened her eyes wide with joy.

After he knew that Yang Xiuwen could be used by the system, he was worried that he would be punished as soon as he came back. He would hold resentment towards him, and it would be difficult to use him in the future. He didn't expect this person to be so witty!

"I have practiced Xiuwen for a while, and it seems that I have grown a lot. I am very relieved."

Rong Yue: "..."

His Royal Highness the Prince Regent, who had successfully made others suffer from the board, looked at the little emperor's starry eyes as if he had picked up a treasure, and his heart grew more hostile. He crushed the carved armrest of the seat, wishing to add twenty boards to the two There were a hundred of them, and they were afraid that the gain would not be worth the loss, so they sat sullenly like black impermanence, and the surrounding palace servants were far away.

Ruan Wan ordered people to send the scrolls to the study. Although he was not good at these, he liked calligraphy and painting since he was a child. He used to look at them in his father's study from time to time.

As soon as he arrived at the study, Rong Yue followed him to the study.

After the screen retreated to the left and right, she spread out the scroll on the desk, Ruan Wan felt angry with this lunatic, and deliberately asked: "General Rong, take a closer look, how exquisite this painting is, it's really good, can you draw something like this? "

He only knew that Rong Yue was good at dancing the sword and drawing the bow, but he didn't know that this lunatic general also had some research on calligraphy and painting. A picture like this turned out to be a treasure offering with someone else’s name on it.”

Ruan Wan was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"This painting is probably drawn by Xue Ying, a master painter in the border town. The lines and strokes and the expressions of the characters are all in Xue Ying's style. Yang Xiuwen has been ignorant for so many years, and he is not afraid of failure when he suddenly comes up with such a painting. It's a crime of deceiving the king, in my opinion... In this painting, only this row of inscriptions was written by himself."

Ruan Wan carefully looked at the inscription, um...the writing is not very good, it doesn't match the painting.

Although he had already reached a conclusion in his heart, he was still a little unconvinced, and said stubbornly: "You have said everything, whoever you say painted it is the one who painted it? How can you prove it? Is it possible that you can still call other master painters Captured from a border town, tortured?"

"Why can't I?" Rong Yue asked back.

"...childish," Ruan Wan felt relieved for a moment. After talking to his five-year-old cousin, he finally said these two words with a pomp.

"Yang Xiuwen is several years younger than you. It's normal to be a little greedy for vanity. As for being so fussy? Look at you, you are just not arrogant, and you still beat him up..."

He was shaking his head and triumphantly while preaching, but he didn't realize that Rong Yue's eyes were getting darker and darker. When he was trying hard, his waist was suddenly caught, and after a while, his whole body was suppressed by Rong Yue, and he fell limply on the desk. , what was pasted on the back happened to be the picture scroll of the border town.

The copper tripod incense burner on the table was knocked over to the ground, and the rich and warm fragrance filled the surroundings of the two of them in an instant.

With his legs hanging and his wrists tightly clasped, Ruan Wan felt like a fish on a chopping board, exposing the fragile pulse on his neck, ready to be slaughtered.

He took a few deep breaths and cursed angrily, "What are you doing again, madman!?"

"I'm proving to Your Majesty that I can't get angry," Rong Yue loosened the shackles on his wrists, and supported his thighs with both hands, separated the two limp legs, and wrapped them tightly around his waist, "From now on, I can't be arrogant about all the big and small things about His Majesty."

Ruan Wan's legs were hooked around Rong Yue's waist. Although it was not as uncomfortable as being suspended just now, he was even more ashamed. However, he didn't have much strength yet, and his upper body was pressed against the table, so he couldn't struggle at all. Putting your hand against the lunatic's chest, give yourself some breathing room.

He whispered: "Even if you can't be arrogant, it's Yang Xiuwen who provoked you! Go beat him up! Why are you messing with me again?!"

"I won't hit him," Rong Yue lightly sniffed the fragrance of Ruan Wan's body, and sneered, "I'm afraid that His Majesty will be confused by the cruel tricks of trash, and end up getting closer to him instead, don't you think so? Ruan Ruan? Ruan Ruan..."

Ruan Wan was stunned: "What did you call me?"

The person on his body had the exact same face and called the same nickname. It was really hard for him not to think of the previous scene in a trance.

But looking at his expression, Rong Yue only thought that he didn't like this kind of address, and a glimmer of haze appeared in his eyes: "He can be called A Wan, why can't I?"

The author says:

Soft is suitable for being pressed like this... I am lsp