Yuanzhong poultry

The wine is court jade liquid, the flowers are pink and daisy, and Feng Shishi crouched beside Yu Bai with a sad face, not daring to ask him where he went, and not daring to mention the two eunuchs, for a long time he just sighed plaintively: "Ah Bai, Don't do that."

"What's wrong with me?" Yu Bai squinted at him, and threw a wine glass into his arms, "Drink?"

The death he witnessed today flashed through his mind.Poisoning food is a common tactic in the palace, but it is a sledgehammer when used on the two eunuchs.It is even more suspicious that they suddenly moved to a new house away from the crowd, and they got money far beyond the usual amount for no apparent reason.

The answer is simple and simple, that is, they know things they shouldn't know, and with that thick stack of bank notes, it's more like being murdered and silenced after doing things for others.And the person who asked them to do things deliberately let him hear the rumors, besides making himself unhappy, what good could it do?

Yu Bai had no answer.

Feng Shishi was as good as a follower of kindness.He knew that Yu Bai's capacity for alcohol was not very good, and seeing that he was almost drunk at this moment, he also picked up the wine glass and poured a glass for the first time, but he didn't put it in his mouth for a long time.

"Sometimes it's not easy to live. If you forget something, just forget it."

"what do you mean?"

The man who was about to be drunk suddenly made a sound, and looked at him with clear eyes, never in a half-drunk state.Feng Shishi knew she had made a slip of the tongue, and immediately fell silent.

"Forget it" can be the slander and rumors of the palace people, or it can be the memory of the past two years.If the rumors are forgotten, forget it, but if there is no trace of dirt in the memory of those two years, why bother to "forget it and forget it"?

After staying in the palace for these days, how could he fail to see Zhao Jun's deliberate concealment, and Feng Shishi's careful steps under the guise of his nerve?Yu Bai twisted the wine glass in his hand, stared at him for a while, and finally lowered his head and smiled: "Forget it, I am also willing."

After all, he raised his head and drank it.

No one is naive enough to believe that anyone can give up the throne - at least not him.He has been on the battlefield, has seen power struggles, and knows that the throne is made of bones and blood. How could a person like Zhao Jun easily hand over the throne to others, just because of misty "likes"?

But despite his rationality, he vaguely hopes that Zhao Jun's promise is true, and this hope is getting stronger and stronger.He hoped that Zhao Jun's concealment was unspeakable. He hoped that apart from being the supreme monarch, Zhao Jun would indeed leave his sincerity.

As for Feng Shishi, he was ordered by Zhao Jun, and if he made things difficult for him, he might lose his life in vain.

What's more...

Yu Bai thought silently in his heart, besides, he was really tempted.

The word tempted is exaggerated to say that there is no end, but at least now he is willing to wait, until the day when Zhao Jun can tell the truth.

"Change the subject. What kind of person have I been these two years?"

Feng Shishi cleared her throat, and began to show off her excellent cultural accomplishment: "Ah Bai, you Zhilan Yushu Yushu is graceful and elegant, and you are so beautiful..."

But you can't bear it.Yu Bai: "...you know a lot."

Feng Shiyi was frank: "Ah Bai, you don't know something, and we don't want illiterate people in this business."

Yu Bai: "..."

Feng Shishi, the most cultured shadow guard and the best martial artist, let out a long sigh, as if reminiscing about his long learning journey, but he said: "I am 23 this year."

Yu Bai gave him a slightly surprised look, and immediately poured him a glass of wine.

"I didn't know my identity and origin since I was a child, and I grew up in a daze until I was six or seven years old, and I met a famine. Fortunately, I gave birth to the root of a deputy martial arts, and was picked into the ranks of shadow guards by the palace people. At least it’s a meal.” Feng Shishi said, “It’s been more than ten years.”

He rubbed a longevity lock in his palm.The lock was carved out of wood, and the Jinpeng pattern on it had faded, so you had to look carefully to recognize it.

"I have been living in a daze for more than ten years, training, performing tasks, killing people and stealing goods. Sometimes I want to know my name and where my family is, but sometimes I think, what do you do if you know so well? Life is too short In just a few decades, it is also a blessing to live in a daze and happily."

It's also a blessing—it's a pity that Yu Bai is an inquisitive temperament.Feng Shishi didn't know how much Yu Bai listened to what he said, and he didn't understand why a decent shadow guard came to be a life mentor.

Let's go, let's drink first.

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Zhao Jun has been very busy recently, and since that day, Yu Bai has not seen him for several days, Qian'an Hall often sends people to say that His Majesty is busy with government affairs, please wait, Mr. Yu, wait a little longer.

This wait lasted for five or six days, full of secret questions and worries that had nowhere to ask, and gradually sank as time went by.It wasn't until one day when he was writing a letter and flowers were falling outside the window that he realized that he seemed to have adapted to such a peaceful and quiet life in the deep palace.

Zhao Jun stepped into Yannan Pavilion at this moment.

The first thing that catches the eye is the pile of waste paper balls on the table.His eyelids twitched, thinking that he hadn't seen him for a long time, who is he writing a love poem for? He carefully considered each word—then he picked up a paper ball and unfolded it, unexpectedly and reasonably seeing "Long" sister".

These two words were like a red hot iron, which made Zhao Jun's eyes hurt.

Hearing the movement, Yu Bai didn't raise his eyelids: "Why is Your Majesty here?"

"I've been busy with King Mu these days, so I really don't have time." Zhao Jun squeezed to sit next to Yu Bai without hesitation, and pinched his face, "Didn't you eat well recently? No more meat."

Hearing the first half of Zhao Jun's words, Yu Bai's heart beat suddenly, but he couldn't ask rashly, and suddenly lost the interest to speak, so he could only answer in a low voice, and the rest remained silent.

Zhao Jun noticed it keenly: "What's wrong?"

Yu Bai bowed his head and wrote the last stroke: "Nothing."

Even Feng Shishi noticed that his recent mood was really not quite right.It couldn't be because I haven't seen Zhao Jun for a long time, but if that's the case, shouldn't I have more to say?

But now he just feels tired, as if he suddenly loses interest in talking.

"I know that some people have spread gossip about you these days, and I have severely punished you, and I will never let you suffer such grievances in the future." Zhao Jun said softly, "When the matter of passing the throne is over, I will accompany you back to Liucheng How about my sister? Liucheng and Chang'an are so far away, they won't hear about these things."

Yu Bai was taken aback for a moment, and almost instantly, an idea took shape in his mind.

——What if Zhao Jun is the mastermind behind the instigation of the Hu brothers?

These rumors made him hesitate to write letters, and the letters sent to Liucheng were put on hold again and again.Not only was she afraid that the rumors had already reached her sister's ears, but she was also struggling with guilt, so that she couldn't start writing.

But for no reason, why did Zhao Jun guard against contacting his sister and Yu's family?Could it be...

He suddenly wanted to ask, "How did you punish me so severely", but he swallowed it when the words came to his lips.

After all, he didn't want to speculate Zhao Jun with the most terrifying malice, and finally he just snorted coldly: "Who is your sister?"

Zhao Jun smiled: "You are with me now, your sister is my sister."

"Then do what I want you to do?"

"Listen to Mr. Yu's orders."

Yu Bai kept his face cold for a long time, but finally he couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Zhao Jun breathed a sigh of relief: "What are you laughing at?"

Yu Bai curled his lips: "Laugh at myself, I really look like a vixen."

"Then can I be a scholar who has been seduced by you?"

Yu Bai hooked his chin, looked at him for a moment, then shook his head: "The scholar is weak, you are too strong."

The majestic scholar hugged his little vixen and nestled in the teacher's chair, soothing the little fox's tense nerves: "Speaking of which, the first time I knew your name was not in Mobei."

And in an impeachment memorial.

When the memorial was presented to the court by someone with a heart, Zhao Jun was just a budding prince, thousands of miles away from the throne on the Golden Luan Palace.He stood behind the most favored King Ning, and listened to Yu Shi read the memorial aloud. The person impeached was Liucheng's Zhenbei General, who was Yu Bai's father. .

Someone immediately refuted him. The reason was that General Yu's youngest son—that is, Yu Bai, still stayed in Liucheng to fight with his father.In the smoky court hall, Zhao Jun listened attentively to the announcements of each faction and thought about the next step, the name "Yu Bai" broke into his ears like a breeze.

Miao Nian is white and graceful.Across the tens of thousands of miles of territory, the boy's appearance is vaguely discernible.

Listening, Yu Bai cast doubtful eyes: "Really?"

General Zhenbei sounds powerful, but in fact he has no great power. How could a person who worked so hard to fight for the throne write down an insignificant name for two or three years?It was as if he had not only lost his memory but also his brain.

Zhao Jun smiled helplessly: "Ah Bai, you will make the conversation impossible. A normal person will at least be a little moved at this time, right?"

Yo, where did this experience come from——Yu Bai retorted lazily: "Well, that may be your concubine, not me."

"The yin and yang are weird." Zhao Jun pulled the rice paper written by Yu Bai with one hand, and Yu Bai reached out to snatch it reflexively, but Zhao Jun said: "I have written so much, and I can't even write one? I am so timid that I can't even speak? "

Yu Bai fell silent again.

Only innocent wanderers dare to say that they are close to the hometown.Feeling timid is not for anything else, but for homesickness.

But what is crowned on his head now is against the norms, seduces the master, and insults the gentleman... He can stand these evaluations, and he doesn't care. He is not afraid of the world's slander and blame. What he is afraid of is that the wind in Chang'an will blow to Liucheng. , afraid that rumors about him would reach Yu Wan's ears.It is precisely because of this that it is extremely difficult to write every word and sentence. The first sentence is "Senior sister", the middle sentence is "Anno", and there is nothing else.

But now, he was even more afraid that Zhao Jun would personally direct all of this, just to prevent him from leaving Chang'an and going to his homeland.

Zhao Jun stared at Yu Bai's thin, strong and stern handwriting for a long time. In his mind, he couldn't help but see the concentrated appearance of a young man holding a pen with his wrist hanging and writing every stroke. However, the titles that he had considered thousands of times were all "elder sister" .

It was almost uncontrollable, and Zhao Jun felt cold for a moment.

He should have known earlier that mere rumors could not break Yu Bai's mind at all, and could not even make Yu Bai rely on him any more.

That being the case, there is no need to be soft on what to do.

The author says:

Zhao Jun will soon be unable to hide it anymore, I hope he has something to tell (???︿???)