Substitute thought

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Fuyou probably understood what the control center was saying.

What they meant was that Qin Gou was the emperor in the previous life, and Qin Gou was not around this time, so they made a fake emperor here according to Qin Gou's appearance to keep the world running normally.

But this fake, he is an idiot.

This also perfectly explained why the shrewd Empress Dowager Liu chose to support Qin Gou as emperor when she had no son, instead of Qin Xu, the King of Southwest who was much weaker than Qin Gou.

In this way, it is more in line with the logic of the world.

Fuyou looked at the "Demented Qin Gou" who was tinkling a small bell in front of him.

He couldn't help it, and almost laughed out loud.

Fu You calmed down, and then stepped forward to salute: "Fu You, the poetry picker, has seen Your Majesty."

When he came over, "Qin Gou" raised his head and saw him, he stopped ringing the bell unconsciously, stared at him closely, and never looked away.

Fuyou's heart was numb from being stared at, and he remembered the reply that the control center gave him just now——

He also loves you deeply.

Fuyou didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence, did Qin Gou actually love him deeply?

He didn't think so.

Then, "Qin Gou" repeated his name, pushed the chime away abruptly, stood up, and wanted to rush towards him.

Fuyou was taken aback, and quickly took a step back.

A few attendants came forward without any surprise, persuaded and coaxed, and pushed the emperor back to the inner room where the curtain was hung.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

The action is lighter than the treatment of the Southwest King.

The Qin family is full of lunatics.

Surrounded by many, "Qin Gou" kept looking at Fuyou, and he repeated Fuyou's name meaninglessly: "Fuyou, Fuyou..."

Fuyou looked at him with a calm expression.

Why bother?

"Qin Gou" was pushed back to the inner room with heavy curtains.

The next moment, there were several loud bangs from inside, and "Qin Hook" rushed out again.

When he lifted the curtain, Fu You saw several attendants fell to the ground.

This fake emperor also perfectly reproduced Qin Gou's violent methods.

"Qin Hook" stood in front of Fuyou, clenching his fists, restraining himself, not daring to get closer, for fear of scaring him.

Fuyou looked at him, and finally leaned over and bowed: "Fuyou, the poetry picker, has seen His Majesty. Fuyou entered the palace to present poems. Please be at ease and don't be impatient."

"Qin Gou" probably only listened to his words. He clenched his fists and took a step back with great difficulty, slowly, slowly, back behind the curtain.

He finally opened his mouth and commanded all the servants who fell on the ground, with a beast-like grunt from his throat: "Hang up the curtain."

It was exactly the same as Qin Gou.

Fuyou put down the bookcase, knelt down on the soft cushion and sat down, and picked out a sacrificial poem that was well balanced.

The musician rearranged the chime and played the distant music.

As soon as Fu You opened his mouth, "Qin Gou" quieted down, and the animal-like snoring sound also disappeared.

He didn't sit on the couch, but he had to sit on the ground, hugging his legs, curling up his tall figure.He looked at Fuyou and listened to Fuyou's singing, his eyes turned red unconsciously, he looked very aggrieved.

Fuyou ignored him and just continued singing.

It was a rare moment of peace, and the attendants retreated silently. When they pushed the door to go out, they suddenly saw an uninvited guest standing at the door.

The King of Southwest—or the real Qin Gou stood in front of the door.

On the palace road just now, he broke free from his attendants and followed Fu You's footsteps to Yangju Hall.

He couldn't help but push the door open and go in, he wanted to beat up that imposter, then take Fuyou away, and let him present a poem to himself.

But when the door of the palace was opened, Fuyou's voice leaked a bit and reached his ears.

He suddenly lost his temper, and he didn't dare to go in and act presumptuously.

Fuyou attaches great importance to the matter of offering poems, if he rushes in and makes a scene now, Fuyou will definitely be very angry.

He can no longer make Fuyou angry.

So he withdrew his hand, squatted down outside the hall door, put his ear against the hall door, and squatted like this to eavesdrop on Fuyou's singing.

When Fuyou came to the imperial capital, he carried a bookcase full of books on his back.

But when it came time to present poems, he only picked four or five Taiping poems.

It was impossible for "Tuantuan Yellow Bird" to appear in front of Qin Gou or anyone related to Qin Gou again.

The four or five poems were quickly finished, and Fuyou once again bowed in salute.

"Fuyou resigns."

Upon hearing this, the emperor "Qin Gou" stood up abruptly: "No..."

Fuyou raised his head and looked at him fixedly: "Your Majesty, please be safe and don't be impatient. The next poetry picker will be here soon. Fuyou will leave."

"Qin Gou" listened to him very much, but at the same time restrained his instinct of wanting to get close to him.

He stood where he was, neither advancing nor retreating, he was stupid to begin with, but in the end he only choked out a sentence: "Fuyou, don't go."

Fuyou sang against him: "I'm leaving." After saying this, Fuyou picked up his bookcase, got up and left.

"Qin Gou" subconsciously wanted to chase after him, but Fu You turned his head and fixed him in place.

He is a bit silly, but he is familiar with everything about Fuyou.

Fuyou's gaze became obvious, he hated him, if he followed up again, he would hate him even more.

"Qin Gou" finally choked out another sentence: "Fuyou, then you still have to come tomorrow."

Fuyou replied with a respectful "yes".

In fact, tomorrow will not be Fuyou offering poems, he will not come again tomorrow.

But "Qin Gou" only listened to him, as long as he agreed, "Qin Gou" would feel at ease.

Fuyou walks out of Yangju Hall.

There was a man squatting outside the door, and when he sensed the door was open, he stood up with a bang.

The King of Southwest—the real Qin Gou also called out, "Fuyou."

Fuyou turned to look at him, his eyes were clear and free of impurities.

Qin Gou was stunned by his gaze. After thinking for a while, he finally said, "I...I am the King of Southwest!"

Changing identities, Qin Gou thought, anyway, he had already used the identity of the Southwest King, and changing identities would allow him and Fuyou to start over better.

This is a good start.

From now on, he has nothing to do with that demented emperor, and what the emperor has done has nothing to do with him.

Fuyou looked at him, seemed to twitch the corners of his mouth, then leaned over and bowed: "The King of Southwest."

"Yeah." Qin Gou was more demented than demented, and it was not easy to find excuses to lie, "I... just scared you on the palace road, I am not a lunatic, don't take it to heart, I am not a lunatic."

He said it twice in a row, and at the end he secretly satirized the "Qin hook" inside.

"The one inside is the lunatic, you have to be careful."

Fuyou said, "The king of the Southwest speaks carefully."

Qin Gou also listened to him very much, nodded repeatedly: "I know."

After a moment of silence, Fuyou saluted again: "Fuyou resigns."

Qin Gou subconsciously grabbed his sleeve, then quickly let go: "I'll take you back. Where do you live now? You live in a posthouse."

He found that his tone was too domineering, and added: "I'll see you off, okay?"

Fu You looked at him, and said calmly: "Don't bother the Southwest King, if the Southwest King comes out like this, I'm afraid the attendants will be very anxious, you'd better go back quickly."

Qin Gou looked down at himself, only to realize that he was wearing a jacket and trousers, and his feet were bare. He didn't feel cold in heavy snow, but others thought he was a pure lunatic.

Fuyou turned to leave, Qin Gou wanted to catch up, but after thinking about it, he stopped.

He turned his head and pushed open the door of Yangju Hall.

Sure enough, that counterfeit, the fake Qin Gou, also lay on the door, peeking at Fuyou.

Qin Gou felt uncomfortable seeing him, always felt like he was looking in a mirror, he said coldly, "Stay away from Fuyou."

Although "Qin Gou" is stupid, he is not slow at all when it comes to helping you. He immediately sensed the hostility of the other party, and immediately retorted, "What's none of your business?"

"roll."

Caught off guard, Qin Gou punched him back, closed the door, left behind a mess, turned around and strode away.

He returned to the residence of the Southwest King, picked out a few clothes from the suitcase, and redressed himself to look like a dog.

He was going to see Fuyou again.

On the other side, Fuyou was walking on the palace road with a bookcase on his back.

He tugged on the strap of the bookcase, and hurriedly walked without looking back.

After he committed suicide in his previous life, he managed to get in touch with the control center and became a tasker like Qin Gou.

The control center said at the beginning that he had just arrived and was more familiar with the world, so he was asked to come back to practice his hands, as if it were to practice before officially doing the task.

He has only been here for a year, and things went smoothly at the beginning. He is just like before, collecting poems and making friends outside.

But after coming to the imperial capital, things are completely different.

The emperor "Qin Gou" became a fool, and the king of Southwest...

King of the Southwest.

Fuyou gritted his teeth, and immediately sent a message to the control center, and the control center replied to him very quickly.

"Fuyou, he broke through the restriction on his own and broke in. We didn't stop him. After the small world started to operate, it would be locked. He came in by himself, and made a mistake on the way, so he ran to the Southwest King. There is nothing we can do about it.”

Fu You said: "Please, can you take him back?"

"Without this function, after he comes in, unless he dies, he can leave the small world and return to the control center, otherwise we have no way to intervene."

"You can think of a way by yourself, as long as he dies, he will leave, you can..."

"He is the king of Southwest now. If I kill him, I will be beheaded too."

"Then there is no other way." The control center finally said, "The idiot emperor's attributes are the same as his, and he is obedient to you, but he is a bit stupid, why don't you think about it?"

Fuyou didn't answer, sighed, said thank you politely, and then cut off the conversation with the control center.

At this time, guards of honor suddenly came in front of the palace road.

Fuyou quickly regained consciousness, turned sideways, and stood against the wall.

The canopy made of peacock feathers brushed gently in front of Fuyou.

The sedan chair stopped in front of him, and a slightly majestic female voice came from above his head: "Are you today's poetry picker?"

Fu You lowered his eyes: "Back to the Queen Mother, it is the minister."

"Why so young? How old are you? What's your name?"

"The minister's name is Fuyou, and he is fifteen this year."

"Fuyou..." Empress Dowager Liu paused, as if she was thinking about something, "You're only fifteen, why did you come to be a poetry collector?"

Fuyou thought it over and said: "Back to the Queen Mother, Fuyou's family used to be a family of poets, and both grandfather and father have passed away. The new emperor ascended the throne and was recruited by the court. There are only uncles, cousins ​​and Fuyou in the family. Uncle is old and cousin is weak. , so Fuyou went out to collect poems."

It's not that he doesn't complain about his uncle and cousin, but it doesn't do him any good to sue in front of the Queen Mother.

In case my uncle is punished by the Nine Clans, he will also be inside.

Empress Dowager Liu nodded slightly: "It's hard for you, okay, let's go out of the palace."

Fuyou lowered his head even more, and Empress Dowager Liu's sedan chair was lifted up again and walked away.

Leaning on the soft pillow, she casually asked the people around her, "A Rong, is it Fuyou that the King of Southwest called just now?"

General Liu was standing on the other side of the sedan chair, no wonder Fuyou didn't see him.

Wearing a knife, he followed his sister: "That's right, it's him. He howled clearly on the palace road, and everyone who followed heard him. Sister, what's the matter with him? Will he have something to do with Qin Xu?" What collusion?"

Empress Dowager Liu supported her forehead and shook her head: "It's not like that."

At this time, the sedan chair arrived in front of the Yangju Hall, and the Yangju Hall was also making noise.

General Liu yelled angrily: "What's going on? What happened again? Is this how you take care of His Majesty?"

The servants complained endlessly: "Forgive me, General. It's true...that little poetry collector was fine when he was there just now. Once he left, His Majesty didn't know what to do."

General Liu turned his head and exchanged glances with his sister.

It was the poetry collector again.

That night, Fuyou received a decree from the Empress Dowager's palace.

Let him continue to present poems in the palace tomorrow until the New Year's Eve.

It doesn't matter if you don't have enough poems, you can dedicate them to others, and let him go anyway.

Fuyou was a little annoyed, thinking that the queen mother accidentally aroused suspicion today, and the queen mother wanted to beat him.

The old man who always helped him thought nothing of it: "It's very good, you go to present poems, if you get a reward from the palace, it will be enough for you for a lifetime."

Fu You smiled helplessly at him, and covered him with a quilt: "You should go to bed quickly, and stop stealing sweets."

After he settled the old man's house, he returned to his room with Yizhi.

Fuyou shuffled back to the room, just took out the fire pocket, and before he lit the candle, there was a strange noise from the window.

Startled, he quickly backed out the door.

There were still rustling noises from the window, and there was a voice, soft and aggrieved: "Fuyou, it's me."

Fuyou raised his voice and asked, "Who?"

"Fuyou, I..." The man opened the window and changed his words suddenly, "I am the King of Southwest."

Qin Gou gritted his teeth again, revealed his current identity, and carefully considered his words: "I was in the palace during the day, I scared you, I'm already healed, I'm not crazy, I came here to apologize to you of."

Of course he wasn't crazy, he came here after cleaning up specially, he looked like a dog.

Fuyou lit a candle, and when the candlelight shone on his face, Qin Gou was stunned.

His whole body was trembling, and the hand on the window sash scratched the wood, rattling.He fixedly stared at Fuyou's face, his gaze was as substantial as if he wanted to pull him into his arms with his gaze.

During the day, it was the first time he saw Fuyou after many years.

At that time, he didn't dare to look at Fuyou carefully, for fear of alarming him, but now Fuyou suddenly lit a candle, and the candlelight reflected Fuyou's face, directly entering his eyes like this.

He can't stand it, he can't stand such a stimulus.

Fu You felt terrified when he saw him, so he took a few steps back and calmed down: "King of the Southwest, I didn't take what happened last time to my heart, you don't need to come here to apologize, if you have nothing else to do, please go back to the palace Bar."

How could Qin Gou go back?He just can't get enough of it.

He waited for eight years and saw him again, how could he let go?

He tried his best to soften his tone: "I want to apologize to you. Have you had dinner? Are you hungry? I want to have dinner with you. "

Fu You's expression remained unchanged, and he respectfully refused: "Thank you for your kindness, I've already had dinner just now, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany King Xixi for dinner."

"It's okay, so... are you cold? You don't have a few clothes, and you don't have a thick quilt. I'll take you to the tailor shop..." Qin Gou suddenly realized, and hurriedly explained, "I didn't enter your room, I didn't rummage through your things, I just..."

The explanation is not clear, because he did do these things while Fuyou was away.

He just wanted Fuyou so much, he couldn't see Fuyou, so he just wanted to smell his scent.

He just made the same mistake that every puppy in the world makes.

Qin Gou looked up at him, across the window, across the darkness of half the room, and across the candle in Fuyou's hand.

Smudged by the candlelight, Fuyou's eyes were as clear and transparent as he remembered, without impurities.

Fuyou sighed softly, and a bad feeling rose in Qin Gou's heart.

Qin Gou hurriedly said again: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I dirty all your things, I'll replace them with new ones for you, you come out with me..."

Fuyou's voice was soft and gentle but powerful: "The King of Southwest? Qin Gou? Do you still want to act?"

Qin Gou was startled for a moment, but quickly realized: "I... I am Qin Xu, Fuyou, you have misremembered the names of the emperor and me."

Fuyou frowned, feeling helpless: "Qin Gou, is this interesting?"

"I'm not Qin Gou, I'm not Qin Gou." Qin Gou looked at him firmly, "I'm Qin Xu, Qin Gou is a lunatic, a psychopath, I'm different from him, I'm Qin Xu."

As he said this, he clasped his hands on the window sill, trying to get in.

"Let me prove it to you. There is a scar on my arm. I am Qin Xu."

Fuyou took a step back, put on a defensive posture, and scolded: "Don't come in."

"Okay, okay." Qin Gou withdrew his hand quickly, "Don't be angry if I don't come in."

Fuyou picked up the candlestick and walked towards him.

Qin Gou swallowed nervously. Although he didn't know why Fuyou had memories of his previous life, the only thing he knew was that he must never let Fuyou see that he was actually Qin Gou from his previous life.

No, absolutely not.

Fuyou walked up to him, stretched out his hand towards him, and handed him what was in his palm - a black, small, square candy.

"Qin Gou, I collected poems this year, and today I presented poems. I have accumulated some points. I will return this chocolate to you first."

integral.

chocolate.

control center.

For a moment, it was as if someone had sucked out all the air, and Qin Gou was almost suffocated.

He looked at Fuyou in disbelief.

With a calm expression, Fuyou stretched out his hand towards him.His hands were cold and the chocolate didn't melt in his hands.

Qin Gou regained his composure, and tried to continue to pretend: "Fuyou, this... what is this?"

"You gave it to me before, and what I owe you is about three pieces of chocolate, two mints, and a sleeping pill. I will slowly accumulate points in the future, and I will pay you back bit by bit."

Qin Gou tried to struggle: "I haven't seen this thing before, why should you give it back to me? I don't want it."

Qin Gou looked at him, and Fuyou also looked at him, through the candlelight.

Fuyou put the chocolate in his hand on the window sill, and Qin Gou stood outside the window, he took a step back unconsciously, stepped on the ground, and stepped directly into the drain outside the room.

Qin Gou, who was originally a head taller than Fuyou, is now a full head shorter than Fuyou.

He didn't look at the chocolate, he just looked up at Fuyou, his eyes were red, he looked at Fuyou as if begging, begging him to stop talking.

"Fuyou, please, I'm Qin Xu. I don't know who Qin Gou is. Qin Gou is crazy and insane. I'm not. I'm Qin Xu."

In order to get rid of Qin Gou's identity, he did not hesitate to admit that he was the coward he despised most in the past.

He just wants to start over, no matter what, let him become a beggar, let him become a cripple, let him turn into a puppy or a cat.

He just wanted to start over with Fuyou.

Fuyou looked at him, the moonlight and candlelight shone on his face, making him so white that it was not stained with dust.

He couldn't feel Qin Gou's pain, and he didn't want to feel his pain.

Just like the judgment of the gods on sinners, it is so calm that there are no waves, but it drives people into the deepest hell.

"Qin Gou, you don't even have the courage to admit who you are."

The author has something to say: Puppy Hook, are you going to cry again?Eat a piece of chocolate to replenish your strength, cry louder later

[Reminder: Real puppies can't eat chocolate!There will be danger!Only Qin dogs can eat]

感谢在2021-10-2717:23:08~2021-10-2816:18:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: if there is one;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Xidi, the little rabbit obediently yht, 5 bottles of green plum cooking wine; Mico only looks at the HE1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!