I don't believe it, you lied [Quick Transmigration]

"General, Mr. Liu, Minister of the Household Department, is here to visit."

The butler lowered his head, staring at his toes, turning a blind eye to their general's bold behavior, and cautiously asked for instructions: "Not many people know about His Majesty's departure from the palace, why don't you ask Mr. Liu to come back another day?"

"No need." The little emperor broke away from He Yang's hand, and said nonchalantly, "I have long heard that Mr. Liu has a good relationship with the general's mansion, but today it seems that what he said is true. I happen to have important matters to discuss with Liu Shangshu, so I invite him in. Bar."

"Yes." The butler stepped back in response.

He Yang stood behind the little emperor, with a smile in his eyes, and jokingly said, "Where did Ziyu hear the rumors? I'm not interested in Liu Shangshu's bitter face, let alone the words "very good personal relationship."

The little emperor turned his head back, his eyes were sarcastic, and he obviously didn't believe He Yang's nonsense.

Footsteps were heard outside the door, and the two returned to their respective seats and sat down, only listening to Liu Yun and the housekeeper walking and exchanging greetings.

"The General's Mansion is really grand, I wonder if General Ji is free at this moment?"

"Uh...General, he is entertaining distinguished guests, but it's okay, Mr. Liu can just go in."

"it is good……"

With a smile on his face, Liu Yun tidied up his clothes before entering the door, raised his head proudly, and stepped forward with one foot——

"Emperor, Your Majesty."

With a muffled plop, Liu Yun knelt upright on the threshold, his posture twisted and funny.

idiot.

He Yang turned his eyes away and turned a blind eye to him.

The little emperor took a sip from the teacup, and said with a calm expression: "Your Majesty Liu, you don't need to perform such a great gift, let's get back on your feet."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Liu Yun was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat, stood up on his knees, staggered towards the threshold, and looked at He Yang with a guilty conscience: "I don't know that the Emperor is here, so please..."

"There is no need to talk nonsense." He Yang interrupted him, and gave him a wink: "Master Liu came to visit, why?"

"This..." The bank note in Liu Yun's sleeve was slightly hot, and he said with a nervous expression: "I saw that the general was not here this morning, so I thought you were feeling unwell due to the cold, so I came to visit you."

The little emperor sneered, his eyes fell on He Yang, his expression was self-evident.

Liu Yun could not find any good excuses. It had to be that He Yang was unwell. Everyone in the entire imperial city didn't know that General Ji went to the battlefield at the age of 16, and his life outside the customs was not worth mentioning, not to mention the pampered life in the imperial city.

Feeling the little emperor's gaze, He Yang turned his head and smiled.

He was born extremely good-looking, ignoring the imposing sense of oppression on his body, there is no other young man who can be compared with him in the imperial city, and the wind and sand outside the pass did not damage his appearance at all, but added a bit of murderousness to him. The boldness of cutting the decision.

However, staring at a person so closely and intently, the little emperor did see a bit haggard on his face, and his skin was much paler than that of ordinary people.

Liu Yun is a fine person who has worked in the officialdom for many years, and his ability to observe words and emotions has been deeply rooted in his bones. The first thing he said when he saw He Yang at the gate of the palace was that his complexion was not very good, which shows that he is careful.

"Are you really sick?" There was deep doubt in the pupils of the little emperor. In his impression, He Yang was a powerful and indestructible person. The strong city wall outside the city, even if it is covered with scars, will not shake a bit.

He Yang smiled recklessly and stared at the little emperor in front of Liu Yun: "Is Your Majesty caring about the minister?"

The little emperor's eyes froze, he clenched his palms tightly, his voice was tinged with a chill due to restraint: "General Ji fought for the country on the battlefield, so I naturally have to be considerate and caring."

The last two words have a strong sound and a deep meaning.

Liu Yun sensed that the atmosphere was not right, but he couldn't figure out the key to it, so he could only agree: "The general is loyal to his duties, and the emperor's kindness is mighty. This kind of righteousness between monarchs and ministers will surely last forever, and become a good story for future generations."

Originally it was just the most common flattery, but he didn't want the little emperor's face to become more gloomy after hearing this, He Yang chuckled and said, "Master Liu is really eloquent, and what he said is so sweet, but the emperor is too worried, and the minister's body If you are safe, you will surely live a long life."

"Um, since the general is fine, then I will leave first." Liu Yun bent over, looking for their opinions.

"Wait." The little emperor frowned, and said coldly: "Master Liu mentioned in the early court that a large number of disaster victims have flooded into the imperial city recently. I wonder if he can think of a good strategy now?"

"I'm terrified." Liu Yun knelt on the ground with his head down, and said earnestly, "It takes a lot of money to resettle the victims, and there are many procedures. The Ministry of Household Affairs has just transferred the third batch of disaster relief funds. It is really impossible to spend such a large amount in a short time. money."

"Really?" The little emperor sneered, with unknown emotions surging in his eyes: "Master Liu lowered his head to see what is under his feet?"

Liu Yun's eyes were puzzled, and his eyes slowly moved down, only to see a bank note lying quietly in front of him, the amount was huge.

His face turned pale, and he tremblingly touched the sleeve, which was empty, presumably it fell out accidentally while saluting.

"Master Liu, why is he in such a hurry to pay back the money?" He Yang walked up to Liu Yun openly, picked up the bank note and looked at the little emperor, "It's not good to lose your manners in front of His Majesty."

"Yes, yes, this humble official deserves death." Liu Yun kowtowed, not daring to raise his head while maintaining his posture.

The amount of that bank note was worth the salary of the general's mansion for several years. He Yang had 10,000+ soldiers and horses under his command, and he still had money to lend to others, which was simply absurd.

The little emperor turned his eyes around, and finally returned to He Yang, and said with a smirk: "General Ji is so generous that he didn't even take out the receipt. It can be seen that he is a man of true temperament. Now that the treasury is empty, I agree with you." How about the general speaking once to save thousands of refugees from fire and water?"

He doesn't need to delve into where the money came from, as He Yang said, after a careful inspection, everyone is unclean, and when the water is clear, there will be no fish. Since one or two of them want to muddy the water, he might as well follow the trend for.

What the little emperor is thinking, He Yang can guess at a glance, this is no less than an apprentice tripping the master, still using the same routine.

He put the banknotes in his arms, and explained with a smile: "It's not that I'm stingy, this money does have other uses."

"Oh?" The little emperor's eyes were deep, and he asked in a cold voice: "What is more important than all the people in the world."

"Lifetime event." He Yang spit out four words slowly, with hooks in his eyes, provocative: "The general's family is thin, my brother and I have not married after my father passed away, the battlefield is unpredictable, maybe someday The minister died outside the customs, if he cannot marry the one he loves before he dies, it will be a lifelong regret."

The little emperor frowned, with a cold look in his eyes: "I've never heard of it before. The general already has someone he admires in his heart. Why don't you tell me who it is, and I will marry you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." He Yang nodded, with an undisguised smile on his lips: "The people I admire are all above me, and have a special status. Repeatedly write six rites and ask the emperor to give you a marriage."

Liu Yun knelt on the ground, her ears not idle at all, thinking about the deep meaning of He Yang's words in her heart, the only boudoir lady whose status was barely higher than him was the daughter of Taifu Shen's family.

The two have different positions in court and China, and they often confront each other. If He Yang really fell in love with Ms. Shen, it is probably because of fate. Ushering in a earth-shaking change, the emperor must not want to see this happen.

He secretly raised his head to glance at the emperor's face, confirming the conjecture in his heart.

The little emperor glared at He Yang angrily, trembling slightly, noticing Liu Yun's gaze, narrowed his eyes, and said in a strong warning tone: "If you dare to say a word about what you have seen and heard today, I want you Life is better than death."

"I don't dare, I didn't see anything." Liu Yun kowtowed three times to show his sincerity.

"Get out!" The little emperor gritted his teeth and scolded.

"Yes, Wei Chen retire."

Liu Yun backed out of the door with his tail between his legs in disgrace. He scratched his head on the way back and couldn't figure out why He Yang's admiration for Miss Shen's family should be kept secret, a marriage that was obviously impossible to facilitate!

After walking two steps forward, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind, and he had an incredible idea——

Rumor has it that General Ji likes men...

He was too nervous just now and forgot about this. If He Yang's words were substituted into another gender, wouldn't it mean that only the emperor is above him?

No wonder the emperor's face was so ugly, Liu Yun felt a trace of fear in his heart, he broke into a cold sweat from the thought of his guess, and hurried away from the general's mansion.

After Liu Yun left, He Yang pulled the little emperor's tense arm and comforted him with a smile: "Don't be afraid, he doesn't dare to speak out."

"Ji Xiao, what exactly do you want?" The little emperor's eyes were desperate, and he raised his head to look at He Yang's eyes with a humiliated expression, his voice trembling: "I am the king of a country, not a plaything for you to play with at will."

"Is that what you think?" The smile in He Yang's eyes froze inch by inch, and his expression was a little careless: "What do I think... I have already told you this question, Ziyu, you don't believe it .”

"It's easy to convince me, hand over the military power in your hands to me." The little emperor smiled sarcastically, and asked softly, "Will you give it?"

He Yang looked unmoved, and calmly said: "I gave it, do you want it?"

An army of 10,000+ invaded the country, fighting bloody battles. It was not the imperial power that drove them, but the commander in chief.

"Ziyu, I want to marry you." He said this in a decisive tone, his eyes were extremely aggressive: "The red wedding dress must look really good on you."

"You are dreaming!"

He Yang chuckled, leaned close to his ear, and whispered: "Then let's not wake up."

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