In love with the ghost king

"I said no—do you believe it?" Meng Shen put down his raised leg, put his left hand on his chin, tapped his right index finger on the table, his eyes were full of sarcasm.

He stood up, walked towards Chu Yunjing with his hands behind his back, looked at him with a pale face, and smiled: "A'Ning, can't you see the current situation in the northern kingdom?"

Looking from top to bottom, he saw him standing barefoot on the ground again: "When you heard that Meng Yu was imprisoned, you were so anxious that you didn't even want to wear shoes?"

Chu Yunjing's lips trembled, layers of cold sweat were wet, and his voice was hoarse: "I ask you, did you know that I was secretly assisting Meng Yu? That's why you kept calling Bei Guo Chao Read to me about the affairs of the church? So you pretend to tell me with all your heart and soul if there is a little trouble?"

He closed his eyes, trembling again: "So you pretend to be affectionate and play with people's hearts?"

"Are you trying to use me to bring down Meng Yu, or are you using me as a pawn in your hand to lure Meng Yu into your trap step by step, let you eliminate dissidents, and let the eldest son of the emperor no longer be yours to board that trap?" A stumbling block to the Ninth Five-Year Supreme? Meng Shen, tell me, don’t you?”

At the end, Chu Yunjing almost roared out, the tears in his eyes could not be held back any longer, and fell to the ground one by one along his pale cheeks, and he himself could not stand still for a long time, so he supported him with one hand. The desk, barely supported.

The person in front of him is scheming, step by step, pretending to be wandering, and deceiving others, but he is just a pawn on his way to achieve this great cause.

The ridiculous thing is that the plot is too deep and the play is so good that the chess pieces are really tempted.

"I've said it all. If I say no, Aning won't believe it. If that's the case, why do you ask me?" Meng Shen walked over to hold Chu Yunjing's trembling hand, "I'm the lord, isn't it good? "

"Meng Yu is hesitant to do things, and his heart is too soft. You must have already understood the few nails on the court. What will he use to deal with it?" Meng Shen's eyes flickered, "In my hands , Let this northern country have infinite scenery, peace and tranquility, isn’t it good?”

Chu Yunjing pushed his hand away, and gritted his teeth word by word: "You are not worthy."

Hearing this, Meng Shen's expression turned gloomy, "A-Ning still doesn't know how much you have done for me this year, right?"

"One year ago, the son of the Minister of the Ministry of War, I told you that he was corrupt and accepted bribes, and sent the evidence to you. It was you who personally asked Meng Yu to admonish and clear the court; half a year ago, Prime Minister Liu cheated on the exam questions. For one thing, you persuaded all the people to play impeachment; three months ago, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, Gou Lan, listened to the music, accidentally injured the opera singer, and ended up being demoted to a commoner, and could not re-enter the court as an official; two months ago, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple misjudged Unjust, false and wrongly decided, dismissed and investigated; a month ago..."

"Lie..." Chu Yunjing staggered a few steps and shouted loudly, "You lie..."

"What's the matter? Aning, Chu Huaining, Chu Yunjing, Young Master Chu?" Meng Shen took two steps back and looked at Chu Yunjing who was bowing before his eyes, "Do you still think that your identity is perfectly hidden? "

Chu Yunjing bowed his head with his head in his arms. He no longer had the strength to speak anymore, and his whole body was trembling. Meng Shen's words were like sharp blades and ice picks, gouging out his heart one by one, cutting his flesh and bones, leaving nothing behind.

The people Meng Shen said were all Meng Yu's right-hand men and were loyal, but he believed Meng Shen's one-sided words, plus evidence that could be forged by himself, so he went to Meng Yu to argue hard .

"Do you know why you believe so deeply in what I say? Didn't you expect that you still get used to the truth-telling medicine I gave you this year? I'm afraid that it won't be long before you will have the map of the Southern Kingdom Also tell me that when the time comes to conquer the southern country to expand the territory, with such meritorious service and the aspirations of the people, how many nails will not be able to block the court?"

"What do you think, Mr. Chu?"

"Meng Shen, you are despicable." Chu Yunjing gritted his teeth, "You are delusional."

Suddenly, Meng Shen's eyes widened, and he immediately bent down to remove Chu Yunjing's jaw, preventing him from biting his tongue and committing suicide.

"Let this king live well. This king will show you the rivers, seas and Yanzhi in this world. Then you can say, is this king worthy of this throne?" Meng Shen stared at Chu Yunjing, "If you If he is dead, who will this king show his great achievements? Besides, Aning hasn't told me the map of the southern country yet."

Chu Yunjing closed his eyes and stopped looking at him, the tears still couldn't stop overflowing, dyeing the ends of his eyes red.

Meng Shen called A Huan and told him to take care of Chu Yunjing, but he walked away and ignored him.

Later, when Chu Yunjing cut his throat but failed, Meng Shen sent A Huan to guard him day by day, refusing to eat, so Meng Shen put the porridge in his mouth, and poured it down to him one by one, the action was simple and rude, showing no mercy , It is often that Chu Yunjing coughs for a long time because of choking.

Seeing that he had been looking for death and life for a long time, Meng Shen didn't know who had listened to the suggestion that he would fulfill his promise.One day, with lanterns and festoons, Chu Yunjing was accepted as a concubine, crushing his dignity, making him feel worse than death every day, and even taking the truth medicine, becoming stupid and stupid, waiting for him to tell the map of the southern country one day.

Meng Yu's family was hanged by the lord of the country. On the day of the execution, Meng Shen tied up Chu Yunjing and brought him to the execution ground in a sedan chair.Lifting the sedan chair curtain, let him watch helplessly how the eldest son of the emperor, who was once so glorious, fell and became a dead soul under the knife.

He was also asked to watch how innocent women, children and children suffered because of his implication and became ghosts on the stage.

"Ah Ning, I guarantee that if this king is in power, such unjust, false and wrongly decided cases will never happen, what do you think?" Meng Shen looked at Chu Yunjing who opened his mouth but was speechless, and smiled softly, " Tell me, am I worthy?"

"As the lord of a country, one should be ruthless. The phoenix chooses a good tree to live in. The only fault is that you chose the wrong person." Meng Shen wrapped his arms around Chu Yunjing's waist, preventing him from moving. He could only look ahead, and met Meng Yu's indifferent and disappointed eyes from a distance, filled with hatred.

In the past few days, Chu Yunjing's tears had already dried up, his eyes were astringent, his voice was exhausted, so he could only vaguely say, "Meng Shen, you, you kill me."

"Okay, when the world is peaceful, I will go back to the countryside with you. King Huai always does what he says when he does things." Meng Shen laughed again, the sarcasm in his eyes was unadorned, as if reminding Chu Yun Jing, how pathetic he is.Someone else's design was a little better, but they actually took it seriously, thinking arrogantly and ignorantly that they held Meng Shen in their hands, and even felt guilty for using him, and made up their minds to make up for it in the future.

As everyone knows, from the beginning to the end, I was the one who was played by him in the palm of my hand. I never got the sincerity, and I thought I had received great favor from others.

Looking back, it seemed like a lifetime ago, and I found that I was too deep and irretrievable.

"Are you still carrying this hairpin? It's so ugly." Meng Shen said, pulling out the hairpin from Chu Yunjing's head—the very poor-grade hairpin that he gave him, and casually threw it away. Throwing, throwing it out of the sedan chair, it was quickly submerged in the crowd, and was kicked so that it didn't know where it went.

Chu Yunjing's hair was disheveled, he was extremely embarrassed, his confused eyes flashed, and another teardrop fell silently.