Not the Holy Father [Quick Transmigration]

Yin Wei was good at talking and talking, so he persuaded His Majesty to spare the foolish person who committed the crime below, and at least got acquainted with each other for a while, and could swear a few words, but Ling Chi still didn't need it.

Soon on Saturday night, Shen Zhuo took the initiative to send Yin Wei home, with the idea of ​​staying at Yin's house for two days by the way, and getting close to Lao Taishan.

The old man of the Yin family didn't know that according to his son, he was bankrupt and reduced to selling his son to pay off debts.

In the past two days, the Shen family has talked about the marriage several times, but what they mean is that their family has made a lot of concessions, and the Yin family has to show some sincerity. To put it bluntly, they want the Yin family. shares.Lao Yintou didn't want to do anything, so of course they broke up unhappy.

Sending the son to someone else's home and paying for the shares is not worth it no matter how you think about it.After much deliberation, Lao Yin still wanted to recruit Shen Zhuo to come to his house and be a son-in-law for the elderly.

"Anyway, you won't be able to give birth. If you adopt in the future, the first child's surname must be Yin." Sitting in front of the coffee table, Comrade Lao Yin has more feudal patriarchal temperament than Shen Zhuo, a native of the feudal society.

Shen Zhuo did not object to this.

Yin Wei nested on the single sofa, tuned the TV channels aimlessly, and said: "Is there an heir to the throne in our family? We have adopted them, so what is the family name? Besides, I don't want to get married, let alone adopt a child." .”

Shen Zhuo turned his head to look at Yin Wei, "Not to mention children, it is always necessary to start a family."

Old Yintou directly leaned over and took out the remote control in Yin Wei's hand, and hit him on the head, Yin Wei covered his head and sat up with an "ouch".

Shen Zhuo stepped in front of Yin Wei, grabbed the remote control, "Father-in-law calm down."

The TV was accidentally tuned to the cats and cats animation, and the cartoon characters on the screen were jumping and jumping non-stop. There were two people in front of them, one with colorful heads and the other with long hair tied up. They were "father-in-law" with their mouths open and shut. From what museum did you run...

Comrade Lao Yin felt that he had also switched to the wrong channel. None of his sons and friends were normal, so they could only stand out from the dwarfs.

"Listen to what you are saying is human? Take it easy and calm down. Do you really want to piss me off?" Yin's father glared at his son with hatred, walked towards the bedroom with his hands behind his back, took a few steps, and turned his head , "Take care of that pheasant feather of yours! It's so gaudy, how dare you go out to meet people..."

Yin Wei rubbed his hair, yes, he has been so busy lately that he almost forgot, and now he is still the same type of pheasant as Lu Ren's family, which is really unsightly.

Yin Wei turned off the TV, went to the bathroom to rummage through boxes and cabinets, and found the middle-aged and elderly hair dye that Lao Yin used to dye his hair.

Yin Wei was tinkering with himself, when he looked up, he saw Shen Zhuo standing at the door in the mirror.

"You also want to dye your hair, don't you need it?" Yin Wei squeezed the hair dye cream into the tray, and at the same time straightened out a plastic shawl and put it around his neck. It was awkward, Shen Zhuo stretched out his hand to straighten it out for him, and pressed him Shoulders, "Sit down. I'll make it for you."

"How can you do this, others have always served you..." Yin Wei felt his scalp wet and cold before he finished speaking, and only then did he realize that Shen Zhuo was serious.

"No one taught me how to be an emperor, but I can do it well. You don't believe me."

Shen Zhuo put on rubber gloves without a teacher, spread the thick paste on Yin Wei's hair, and combed it evenly with a comb, "When I first saw you here, I wondered if all of you foreign men It’s like this hair style, it’s a bit coquettish, but it’s still good-looking. I found out later that it’s all fake. You are used to lying. You lied to me when you prayed for rain, and you lied to me when you said I was blessed by God. Pretending to be sincere and fearful look, but have you ever really paid attention to me? Is it because in your eyes, I am pedantic and incompetent, I can only abuse power, and apart from that era, I am useless without hereditary power? Hmm?"

Hair dye cream is not as easy to use as the foam one, some places have been applied too much, the dye drips down the scalp, and the cold and sticky paste flows along the forehead, Yin Wei feels uncomfortable all over, and raises his hand to wipe, Shen Zhuo took a step ahead of him, and wrapped the excess dye cream with a clean towel.

"Thank you... I said you are a wise king, not lying." Yin Wei's head was fixed by Shen Zhuo's hands, and he wanted to bow his head but couldn't, so he lowered his volume, "I know, you are worthy of the world, you are worthy of the people, you are worthy of me... ...Instead, I am sorry for you."

Shen Zhuo paused, "I know."

Yin Wei subconsciously shook his head, but couldn't move, sighed: "No, you don't know."

The current Shen Zhuo has traveled from the time before he went to Linzhou. He has not seen the national teacher die in front of his eyes, nor has he raised a fisherman who has no blood relationship with him as the heir of the emperor, nor has he died in his own hands. In the hands of the white-eyed wolf raised.

"The national teacher is getting bolder and bolder, daring to refute my words face to face." After the dyeing cream was used up, Shen Zhuo wrapped Yin Wei's hair with a towel for better coloring.

Yin Wei felt a looseness on his shoulders, turned his head, and saw that Shen Zhuo had loosened his hair, and the black silk shawl reached his waist like a waterfall.

"It's your turn to help me." Shen Zhuo said.

"Huh?" A pair of scissors were stuffed into Yin Wei's hands, he was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise, "You want to cut your hair? Could it be that you want to escape into Buddhism?"

Shen Zhuo gave him a white look: "Even if I become a monk, I have to bring you with me. I won't take advantage of others for nothing."

Shen Zhuo and Yin Wei switched positions, he sat on the stool in front of the mirror, "Cut it better, the length is up to you."

Yin Wei took a handful of Shen Zhuo's thick black hair, and felt that the scissors in his hand were extremely heavy.

"Didn't you say that your parents, who are affected by your body, hair and skin, dare to hurt you? You are different from them, so there is no need to wrong yourself." Yin Wei felt sad in a thousand turns.

"You're overthinking. I'm busy developing my career, so I don't have so much time to wash and dry my hair." Shen Zhuo's light words instantly pulled Yin Wei out of his depressed mood.

Yin Wei: "..."

That's right, in the past, His Majesty was served by countless people in his daily life, but now he has to dry his hair by himself.Yin Wei let out a low laugh, raised the knife and lowered his hair, Yin Wei put the cut hair neatly on the sink.

Shen Zhuo glanced at it: "It's useless to keep it."

Yin Wei seriously said: "Modern society is under great pressure, especially if you have to work hard in your career. If your Majesty becomes bald one day, you can use your own hair to make a wig."

Shen Zhuo: "..."

Out of confidence in the royal family's genes, Shen Zhuo resolutely refused to keep those hairs.It's time to wash Yin Wei's hair dye.

Looking at the two people who looked brand new in the mirror, Shen Zhuo nodded to express his satisfaction, and suddenly grabbed Yin Wei's bangs on the forehead and said, "This piece is not dyed well."

Before Yin Wei could see clearly, he simply and neatly cut off that lock of hair.

Yin Wei: "No way, I think Your Majesty, your craftsmanship is very good, the dyeing is very even, let me see—"

Shen Zhuo even threw the hair he had cut into the trash can, and said with his hands behind his back, "What's there to see? You still want to catch my fault? After cutting this strand, it will be perfect."

Seeing his dodging eyes, Yin Wei didn't quite believe his words, so he looked at his hair in the mirror, and when he cut it off, the bangs were ragged like a dog chewing on them.

It was quite a bargain, I got a [-] haircut without spending a penny.

However, Shen Zhuo also said: "It looks better than before. Your father is right, it's better to have black hair. This way, you won't have to attract bees and butterflies again." After finishing speaking, he went to the guest room to sleep.

on purpose!He definitely did it on purpose!

Yin Wei looked at his hairstyle and stomped his feet angrily.