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

After the frost, it is the beginning of winter.

Wen Qi's physique is cold, but he is not afraid of the cold. Because he is afraid of freezing Cong Ji, he will deliberately stay in the bath water for a while before going to bed.

Cong Ji is a martial arts practitioner, and he is not afraid of the cold. He wondered why Wen Qi extended the bathing time as soon as winter entered. One day, after Wen Qi took a bath, he asked: "Are you afraid of the cold? You have to soak your body It needs to be hotter to sleep comfortably? Although this Danquan Hall has attracted earth dragons, is it not enough?"

Wen Qi said frankly: "I'm afraid of freezing Your Majesty. Mermaids should live in the deep sea, so how can they be afraid of the cold?"

"You don't have to be afraid of freezing me, and I'm not afraid of the cold." Cong Ji was full of guilt, "Wen Qi, if you don't want to stay in the palace, how about I send you back to the deep sea?"

In fact, he was never obsessed with immortality. One day, he listened to an eunuch's slander and became obsessed with the matter of immortality. He vowed to find sharks and swallow them in order to achieve immortality.

This obsession must be to meet Wen Qi?

Wen Qi taught him what it feels like to be moved. Since he can't respond to Wen Qi's wishes, he should let Wen Qi go free.

As a mermaid, Wen Qi naturally lived more comfortably in the deep sea.

As for his original plan, he can give up all of it.

He has failed Wen Qi and can no longer force Wen Qi to become a famous minister of a generation.

Why don't he teach Lu Zhu'er for a period of time after Lu Zhu'er regains her health, and when Lu Zhu'er is able to take charge of her own affairs, then he will end it on her own?

Wen Qi knew that Cong Ji was thinking of him, so he asked this question.

However, looking around the world, he has no relatives. If he leaves Cong Ji and returns to the deep sea, he will be like duckweed without roots.

"I would like to go out of the palace and return to the deep sea..." He paused, put Cong Ji's ears in his mouth, sucked carefully, then blocked Cong Ji's ear holes, and exhaled like blue, "The premise is that Your Majesty must Come with me."

Immediately afterwards, he pushed Cong Ji down on the bed and looked down at Cong Ji condescendingly. The drops of water dripping from his hair hit Cong Ji one after another, making Cong Ji suddenly feel that he was in a world of ice and fire.

When she was young, Wen Qi lowered her head, and kissed Cong Ji's lips inch by inch from Cong Ji's Adam's apple, and dawdled for a while.

Before Cong Ji returned the kiss, he raised his head, three points of arrogance, seven points of grievance, and said: "Your Majesty turned me into a broken sleeve, but he didn't treat me well. I will never let Your Majesty go in this life." , His Majesty don’t want to send me away.”

Cong Ji said pitifully: "Don't delay yourself for me, I don't deserve you to do this."

"Whether it's worth it or not is something His Majesty can't say, it's enough for me to think it's worth it." Wen Qi grabbed Cong Ji's skirt, causing Cong Ji to look up, and viciously pinched Cong Ji's lips.

Relying on Cong Ji's gentleness, he ravaged those thin lips.

Then, just as he was about to lower his head, he was stopped by Cong Ji for the first time: "No."

According to the book of Long Yang's Love Story, for a man, he only needs to try it once, and he will be addicted to it.

He very much hoped that Cong Ji could also be addicted to it. Before, he had a glimpse of this in Long Yang's love story book, and he only found it disgusting and unacceptable.

But Cong Ji is different, he even hopes that he can drink as much as Cong Ji, and taste all the flavors.

Therefore, he solemnly assured Cong Ji: "I will definitely not hurt Your Majesty, so please rest assured, Your Majesty."

"No." Cong Ji turned over and kissed Wen Qi.

Wen Qi was fascinated by the kiss, his eyes were blurred, and he had no time to think about anything else.

After he recovered his breath, he secretly slandered: This Cong Ji is really cunning, he actually diverted my attention with a kiss.

There is still a little water vapor on Wen Qi's body, and his cloud-like hair is damp.

Cong Ji kissed Wen Qi while drying Wen Qi with his inner breath.

Wen Qi's whole body was hot, even his brain was hot, and his feet suddenly turned into shark tails, rubbing Cong Ji's ankles, and at the same time arched into Cong Ji's arms.

Cong Ji caressed Wen Qi's back, and asked: "Next month's winter solstice, would you like to go to Bailong Temple with me to make porridge?"

——Bailong Temple is a temple of Tianjia. When his mother was alive, every winter solstice, he would follow his mother to Bailong Temple to serve porridge, which has become a custom.

Wen Qi was in a daze, and kissed Cong Ji's lips before he asked in confusion, "What did your majesty say?"

Cong Ji repeated it, and added: "This year is a severe winter, colder than previous years. I will order people to prepare more winter things, such as winter clothes and quilts. When the time comes, I will distribute them to the common people."

"I would like to go with Your Majesty." Wen Qi thought hard about what he could do for the common people, and suddenly said, "Your Majesty, since I entered the palace, I have cried many times. I should have accumulated a lot of shark pearls." ?”

Seeing Cong Ji nod his head, he smiled and said: "It's better to sell all those shark beads and exchange them for winter things."

Cong Ji suddenly felt that the king of his country was a failure, and he wanted to teach his beloved to sell shark pearls. He was about to object, but Wen Qi said: "I know that your Majesty's treasury is tight, and there will be war next year. Your Majesty doesn't have to Be kind to me."

Wen Qi boasted and said: "The shark beads I produce are far better than ordinary shark beads, and I will definitely be able to exchange them for a good price."

Cong Ji asked truthfully: "I have seen many shark beads, but none of them can match the one you produced."

"If the money saved in the treasury is not enough to deal with the war, I can cry a few more times." Wen Qi was excited that he could help Cong Ji, when Cong Ji kissed his eyes suddenly: "No, I don't like your leaving tears."

His heart was throbbing, he stroked his heart, and suggested: "Your Majesty, please be generous and teach me to cry with joy."

Cong Ji was speechless, Wen Qi was seducing him, he wanted what he wanted, but he couldn't accept it.

"Your Majesty is really stingy." Wen Qi said jealously, "I wonder if His Majesty is also so stingy with three thousand concubines?"

"I..." There are no three thousand concubines.

Cong Ji almost revealed the truth. He thought that whether he had three thousand concubines had nothing to do with Wen Qi, so he never confessed, but now he can't confess, so as not to give Wen Qi false hopes.

Wen Qi has gradually learned to be content, so what if Cong Ji has three thousand concubines?Left and right he occupies Cong Ji every night, and Cong Ji has no time to visit them at all.

"Forget it, my lord doesn't care about His Majesty." Wen Qi kissed Cong Ji, and after eating enough tofu, he said triumphantly, "There must never be a concubine who kissed Your Majesty like me."

Cong Ji almost couldn't hold it back, pretending to be calm and said: "What you said is true."

The national treasury was indeed tight, but Cong Ji was reluctant to sell the shark beads produced by Wen Qi, and instead sold the shark beads produced by other sharks in the palace collection, and got ten thousand taels of silver, and lied to Wen Qi that he had sold them It is obtained from shark pearls.

On the day of the winter solstice, Cong Ji took Wen Qi out of the palace and went to Bailong Temple.

Cong Ji had already ordered people to prepare the necessary things in advance, and when one person and one shark arrived at the Bailong Temple, apart from the smell of incense inside and outside the Bailong Temple, there was the smell of porridge.

Wen Qi got out of the carriage and saw that there were piles of things for the winter, and said with a bright smile: "The shark pearls I produce are really valuable."

Cong Ji smiled secretly, and said with a serious face: "With these, some people can be saved from the cold."

Not long after, the gate of Bailong Temple was already crowded with common people.

After a stick of incense, Wen Qi gave away the porridge, and Cong Ji was responsible for distributing winter supplies.

Naturally, one person and one shark would be too busy. Cong Ji had planned for a long time, and selected a few young officials who wanted to be cultivated as helpers.

Generally speaking, porridge is mostly water, which can only deceive the stomach for a short time, but the porridge prepared by Cong Ji's order is not poured, wrapped in a towel, and can fill the stomach more.

Cong Ji observed the people carefully while distributing the winter supplies.

The war between the Southern Jin Dynasty and Zhou Chu was imminent, and there might be assassins from Zhou Chu among the common people.

He had actually thought about whether to give up the porridge, but if he did so, he would appear timid, and he might become Zhou Chu's laughing stock.

He has ordered the dark guards to protect Wen Qi, but he himself is not as important as Wen Qi.

The people came in a steady stream, no amount of porridge and winter food could satisfy them.

He knows that except for those who live in hardship, there must be those who deliberately take advantage of it, but he has no time to distinguish them one by one.

After giving the last quilt to an old woman, he walked to Wen Qi's side and shared porridge with Wen Qi.

Because the hair color and eye color are different from ordinary people, Wen Qi has received too much attention, and it is very uncomfortable to teach him.

He shook Cong Ji's hand quietly, and he felt more comfortable.

He could hear the whispers of the people, who were guessing who he was.

Cong Ji naturally heard it too, and after handing the last bowl of porridge to a young boy, he whispered, "I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully."

Wen Qi shook his head and said: "Your Majesty is not at fault, thank you for inviting me to do good deeds together."

Then, one person and one shark avoided the common people, entered the Bailong Temple, and took a rest in a Zen room.

Cong Ji secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately there was no assassin.

However, the next moment, the roof was broken open, and two assassins fell from the sky.

Cong Ji protected Wen Qi behind him, and calmly said: "Don't be afraid."

Wen Qi calmly said, "Your Majesty, don't worry about me."

Judging from the breath, the two assassins are all Lian Jiazi.

But for Cong Ji, their kung fu is too superficial to catch the eye.

Even with Wen Qi by his side, he was still able to do a job with ease. With a flick of his fingers, he had already amputated the feet of one of the assassins.

Not long after, the dark guard arrived, and Cong Ji took a step back, handing over the remaining assassins to the dark guard, while wrapping his arms around Wen Qi's waist, he said softly, "Let's go."

After leaving the Zen room, Cong Ji took Wen Qi out through the side door of Bailong Temple.

Outside the side door is a narrow path, he hugged Wen Qi horizontally, performed lightness kung fu, and after a while, he was already a mile away.

A mile away, there was a carriage waiting, this carriage was very old, the horse pulling the carriage was an old horse, and the driver was in rags.

The coachman clasped his fists and said in a low voice, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

When the words fell, the coachman raised his head, and it was Qin Xiao.

Wen Qi was carried into the carriage by Cong Ji, and Cong Ji said apologetically, "Did I scare you?"

Wen Qi had never seen swords and swords before, but he was not afraid. Instead, he frowned and said, "The assassin came from Zhou Chu?"

Cong Ji replied: "It is still impossible to say for sure, it is probably as you said."

Wen Qi understood a little bit, and asked: "In other words, Your Majesty thinks that there may be someone pretending to be Zhou Chu's assassin with the intention of murdering His Majesty?"

"The case of Luzhu'er was almost shot to death, the death of her mother, the death of Fang Yun, and the death of Xuejuan have not been revealed. The mastermind behind the scenes will definitely not wait to be captured by me, and will definitely take action. As for this So far, I have not been able to draw a conclusion on whether the assassin this time has something to do with it." Cong Ji pressed a kiss on Wen Qi's forehead, "Don't be afraid, no matter what, I will definitely protect you."

Wen Qi stared at Cong Ji and said, "Whether it's Zhou Chuyi or the mastermind behind the scenes, the target is Your Majesty, not Wen Qi. Your Majesty is much more dangerous than Wen Qi. Your Majesty should protect yourself."

Cong Ji said kindly and authentically: "I've made a note of it."

After returning to the palace, Cong Ji first sent Wen Qi back to Danquan Hall, then confirmed Cong Lu's safety, and then went to see Cong Lu.

Cong Xun was practicing calligraphy. When he saw Cong Ji, he said puzzledly: "My brother heard that Brother Huang went to Bailong Temple with Wen Qi today to make porridge. Why did you come back so early?"

"There are two assassins hiding in the Bailong Temple, and I and Wen Qi are lucky." Cong Ji reminded, "Ah, you must be careful."

Cong Xun was surprised: "How could there be an assassin?"

"It must have been sent by Zhou Chu." Cong Ji sneered, "If I die, Zhou Chu can take the opportunity to invade our country."

Cong Xun resolutely said: "Although my brother's skill is not as good as the emperor's brother, he can still fight the enemy. If Zhou Chu dares to invade our country, I will invite you to go to the front line to live and die with the soldiers."

Cong Ji refused: "You have no military experience, and the risk of killing the enemy in battle is too high. If something goes wrong, how can I explain it to my mother?"

Cong Xun wanted to say again: "Brother Huang..."

Cong Ji interrupted: "You should just concentrate on your studies, pay attention to your own safety, and don't worry about Zhou Chu's affairs."

After saying that, he went straight to the Sizheng Hall.

After about a cup of tea, Qin Xiao came to report that the two assassins had been escorted to the prison. He ordered Qin Xiao to interrogate the assassins, while he himself began to review the memorial.

Among them was a memorial from the Zhizhou of Suzhou that caught his attention - recently, sharks have been infested, and nine people have died at the hands of sharks...

Suzhou is near the sea, and trade is flourishing. Tens of years ago, sharks often sold shark pearls and silks in Suzhou. Later, because mortals persecuted the sharks, the sharks avoided the sea and rarely appeared in Suzhou.

There is little contact between the various groups of mermen, but the internal connections of the groups are close.

If the infested mermen belonged to the same ethnic group as Wen Qi and Miao Miao, they might know Miao Miao's whereabouts.

He immediately took a pen and ordered the magistrate of Suzhou to arrest the troubled mermaid and bring him to justice, and not to use torture.

At night, Qin Xiao entered the Palace of Thought and Government and reported: "After some interrogation by my subordinates, the two assassins confessed that they were sent by the Regent of Southern Chu."

Cong Ji was noncommittal: "The lives of the two assassins are saved for the time being, you should step down first."

After reviewing the remaining memorials, he went to Danquan Hall.

He clearly ordered someone to tell Wen Qi that he was busy, so he didn't have dinner with him. When he saw him, Wen Qi patted his stomach aggrievedly and said, "Your Majesty, I'm hungry."

He hugged Wen Qi into his arms and was about to pass on the meal, but Wen Qi said: "Your Majesty is more to my taste."

Wen Qi gnawed and bit at Cong Ji unceremoniously, and said in his heart: If you can please me, it doesn't matter if you teach me to die immediately.

For a long time, he was about to lick his fingertips, but was stopped by Cong Ji.

"Your Majesty is too stingy." He glared at Cong Ji angrily, and after a while, he looked up out of the window, "Your Majesty, it's snowing."

In his previous life, he lived in the south and rarely saw snow. For a moment, he couldn't hide his excitement and rushed out of the Danquan Hall.

Cong Ji lay on the woven leather, looking at Wen Qi, inexplicably feeling like a poor man who was abandoned by Wen Qi.

He couldn't help laughing, got up and walked in front of Wen Qi, Wen Qi immediately threw himself into his arms, raised his head, and stared at him, Wen Qi's eyes seemed to be filled with stars, so dazzling that he was addicted to it, Wen Qi's eyes The voice is full of anticipation: "Next year, I will also enjoy the snow with His Majesty."

Next year...next year, he shouldn't have settled down by himself, right?

He smiled: "I agree."

In fact, he didn't appreciate the snow, his heart and eyes were full of warm prayers, how could there be snow?