After transmigrating into a mermaid, I will monopolize three thousand favors

Only then did Wen Qi pick up the bamboo chopsticks. The tip of the bamboo chopsticks was inserted into the steamed sea bass, and a piece of fish belly was picked up. The white and tender fish belly slipped into the mouth, almost melting.

This perch is a seven-star perch, which is considered a rarity for ordinary people.

He was born in Jiangmen as a posthumous son. On the day his mother heard the news of his father's death, she was frightened and gave birth to him early. He stayed in her mother's womb for only half a year.

His mother's premature birth caused him to be congenitally weak, and he continued to use soup and medicine. It was his good fortune to grow to the crown.

The lives of orphans and widowed mothers are not easy, especially the decoctions are expensive, and the father's funeral expenses, pension money and mother's dowry are not enough to afford, and the mother is strong and unwilling to ask her natal family for help. Do not make a living such as sewing and embroidery to subsidize the family.

Fortunately, the mother's embroidery skills are rare, and gradually she became famous, and their life became better.

Even when things got better, he only ate the seven-star perch a few times.

He ate most of the seven-star perch before going to eat the drunken river prawns.

The taste of the drunken river prawns was comparable to that of the seven-star perch, but because he had never drunk alcohol, he was slightly tipsy after only eating three drunken river prawns marinated in rice wine.

He ate steamed sea bass and drunk river prawns, and then picked up a fat crab leg from a tofu crab pot.

After exhausting these three dishes, he swallowed a mouthful of stir-fried mustard greens in disgust.

Then, because he couldn't drink enough, his face was flushed, and he smiled at Cong Ji.

Cong Ji noticed Wen Qi's gaze and looked towards Wen Qi. Seeing Wen Qi smiling foolishly, he couldn't help but put down the bamboo chopsticks, walked to the pool, stroked Wen Qi's forehead and said, "Are you okay?"

Wen Qi was drunk, and was no longer afraid of Cong Ji, so he said seriously: "I don't want to die by your mouth, can you spare my life?"

Cong Ji didn't understand what Wen Qi said, but he could probably guess what Wen Qi meant, and said seriously: "I changed my mind and decided to keep you in the palace as my companion, you don't need to worry about your own safety. "

Wen Qi's eyes brightened: "Really?"

Cong Ji smiled and said, "You are not joking."

"Thank you." Wen Qi lost all strength and sank softly to the bottom of the pool after speaking.

Seeing this, Cong Ji was startled: This Wen Qi is drunk, won't he drown himself?

Wen Qi is not an ordinary person, so he should not drown.

He was worried after all, reached out and pulled the iron chain, Wen Qi jumped up from the bottom of the pool and threw himself into his arms.

Wen Qi's body was chilly, boneless, and extremely slippery, and immediately rubbed against his chest and slid down.

He pinched Wen Qi's waist, lifted Wen Qi up, and then raised his voice to order the servant to bring a bathtub.

In order to prevent Wen Qi from drowning, he only ordered the servant to fill the tub to [-]% full.

Afterwards, he carried Wen Qi into the tub while continuing to eat by himself.

Most of the casual clothes on his body were soaked by the pool water, but he was strangely not angry.

After a while, he was drinking bamboo fungus and duck soup when he suddenly heard the sound of water.

He followed the reputation, but it was Wen Qi who was playing in the water, and water droplets scattered around the bathtub.

He couldn't help laughing, after dinner, he wanted to fill the tub himself, but was splashed all over by Wen Qi.

Wen Qi's innocent face taught him not to be harsh.

After pouring water generously, he was about to drink tea when Wen Qi suddenly burst into tears.

Wen Qi's tears turned into shark beads in mid-air, fell to the ground, and then rolled away.

It happened that a shark bead rolled to Cong Ji's feet. Cong Ji picked it up and looked at it carefully.

There are countless treasures in this palace, and there are naturally shark beads, and the fineness of the shark beads produced by Wen Qi is obviously not inferior to those hidden in the palace.

If he had had such a shark pearl when he was deposing the prince, he should be able to exchange for food and clothing.

Thinking of this, a wave of tyranny rushed into his mind. He had already dealt with those who bullied him and the imperial sister back then, but he still felt puzzled.

He let out a foul breath, and just now he came in front of Wen Qi, and said helplessly, "Why are you crying?"

Wen Qi's eyes were red, his ear fins were trembling, and he looked very pitiful, babbling, making him wonder if he should find a teacher who is proficient in shark language?

Before he could reach a conclusion, Wen Qi grabbed his neck.

He snapped, "Release!"

The lessons learned from the past are vivid in his eyes, and he has lingering fears, becomes suspicious, and doesn't like to be approached by others.

The last person who was so close to him was his imperial sister, and the last person who was so close to him was his nanny. He was twelve years old at the time, and his mother was about to die. The nanny came to comfort him and stretched out her hand Hold him in your arms and pat him on the back, as if he was still young.

However, the wet nurse stabbed a pearl hairpin into the back of his heart while he let go of his guard.

He was lucky enough to survive, so he ordered the guards to arrest the wet nurse. After three months, the wet nurse was arrested and brought to justice after he recovered.

The wet nurse repeatedly begged for mercy, bluntly saying that she was bewitched by Concubine Shu, who was the imperial father's favorite concubine, who had always been arrogant and indulgent. Concubine Shu had a son who was one year younger than him.

If he dies, although Concubine Shu is the beneficiary, there are other beneficiaries at the same time.

Following the clues provided by the wet nurse, he thoroughly investigated the matter so as not to startle the snake, which took a long time.

What the wet nurse said was true, and the messenger was indeed Concubine Shu. However, he knew that his father was bewildered by his color, so he would definitely not make decisions for him.

He thought of the kindness of the nurse for feeding him, just like the nurse, he stabbed the pearl hairpin into the back of the nurse, and ordered the guards to send the nurse back home. As for whether the nurse was alive or dead, he didn't know.

He put away his thoughts and looked at Wen Qi, who was crouching in the corner of the bathtub holding the shark tail in his arms.

He hopes to be feared by the world so that no one will dare to hurt him.

Wen Qi, who was drunk, was not afraid of him, but was full of grievances, as if he deserved to be held by Wen Qi's neck.

"Little drunk fish." He tapped Wen Qi's forehead, and ordered the servant to remove the meal and go get the book of war.

Neighboring Zhou Chu is about to move around recently, and there will be a battle within the next two years.

The servant lit the lamp, and the flickering light cast a layer of yellow on Wen Qi's pale face.

Cong Ji sat beside Wen Qi, studying military books while worrying about the war.

He considers himself a tyrant, not a fool, and he can't do things like ceding land and paying compensation to beg for mercy, and the foundation of his ancestors must not be destroyed by him.

But Zhou Chu's soldiers are strong and horses are strong, so he is not easy to deal with.

He had already ordered his generals to recruit troops and buy horses so that they could practice well, and even personally killed three assassins who couldn't stand the hard training and complained endlessly.

——The three thorns are a fourth-rank military general and his two deputies. The general relied on his own military morale and urged the soldiers to stop training.

He didn't think about it any more, he concentrated on studying the art of war, until midnight, when he put down the book of art of war and stood up.

That Wen Qi had already fallen asleep, looking pitiful and cute.

He looked at Wen Qi for a moment, then went straight to the bedroom.

Now it's almost autumn, and the tigers are in full bloom, the days are sultry, and the nights are full of autumn.

He walked alone, and when he passed Bailu Hall, a sharp cry pierced into his ears.

The person living in Bailu Palace is his imperial sister of the same father and mother. Because of his love of the poem "Lu Cong Bailu Tonight" and because the name contains the word "Lu", he changed the name of this palace to "Bailu Palace". .

He was worried, he raised his foot and stepped into Bailu Palace, the servants of Bailu Palace knelt down one after another: "Greetings, Your Majesty."

He walked further in, until he reached the bedroom.

His imperial sister Cong Lu curled up at the end of the bed with disheveled hair.

Cong Lu naturally recognized Brother Huang's footsteps, raised her head, and said as she did when she was a child: "Brother Huang, give me a hug."

He brushed away the messy hair on Cong Lu's face, and then stretched out his hand to embrace her in his arms.

With her messy hair gone, Cong Lu's appearance was completely exposed. Cong Lu, who was originally known as the most beautiful woman in the capital, is now terrifying.

Cong Lu's face was full of scars and not a single piece of flesh.

When Cong Lu was 13 years old, Concubine Shu decided to marry Zhang's eldest son. Zhang's ancestors had been prominent, and Zhang's eldest son also inherited the title and enjoyed the imperial salary, but he was a complete rascal. He was stabbed to death by him because the bed was not what he wanted.

Cong Lu was unwilling, but was forced into the sedan chair abruptly.

In order to avoid being humiliated and losing her life, Cong Lu cut her face sharply with the golden steps in her hair.

As soon as she got the bridal sedan chair, she lifted her red hijab, and the bloodied bride scared the guests away, and the groom's official thought it was an evil spirit who was killing her, so she lost control of herself.

Cong Lu was sent back to the palace as she wished, and Concubine Shu signaled that the Imperial Medical Office should not treat Cong Lu.

At that time, Cong Ji was helpless, so he cried and begged in front of the Imperial Medical Office, but no one paid any attention.

Cong Lu burned for a full five days. Although he recovered his life, his appearance was no different from that of a Rakshasa, and he couldn't even fully open his eyes.

After that, Cong Lu's spirit became unstable.

After Cong Ji came to the throne, he asked the imperial physicians to treat Cong Lu. Unexpectedly, all the imperial physicians were helpless, and even the imperial physicians pointed out that the golden step used by Cong Lu back then had quenched the poison.

Due to the long time and Jin Buyao's disappearance, no one knows what the poison is.

Cong Ji was furious, and wanted to kill all the imperial physicians to vent his anger, but before the execution, he regained his reason, and ordered his servants to rush to the execution ground quickly, and withdrew the emperor's order.

After that, he recruited well-known doctors from all over the world to treat Cong Lu, but to no avail.

He deeply felt that it was his incompetence that caused Cong Lu to suffer, and whipped Concubine Shu and her son to death. At the same time, he couldn't help regretting that he should not have killed Concubine Shu as soon as he ascended the throne. He asked the name of the poison in his mouth.

——Concubine Shu arranged Concubine Lu's marriage, and even if it wasn't Concubine Shu's responsibility for Jin Buyao's poisoning, she still has something to do with Concubine Shu.

As punishment, he cut his left arm and let the blood flow without healing.

Afterwards, he ordered his confidants to search for famous doctors, but Cong Lu's scars were only a little better than before.

He sighed lowly, and after putting Cong Lu to sleep, he was afraid that Cong Lu would wake up, so he simply sat in front of Cong Lu's bed all night.

After going to court for a stick of incense, he went back to the palace to take a bath, wash up, and change into court clothes.

When he sat on top of the temple and looked down at the ministers, it was no accident that he became bloodthirsty.

In order not to kill the virtuous, he never kills in the court, but sends the person who wants to kill to prison, leaving him a chance to repent.

He pursed his thin lips and felt more comfortable after sending Zhong Shuling, who was not pleasant to listen to, to prison.

Because of his tyrannical nature, no one dared to intercede for this Zhongshu Ling, and he ordered all the officials to continue playing, and no one dared to come out.

With a sneer on his lips, he walked away.