I'm too tired to be in the Shura field every day

"So, I'm that licentious tyrant who wears books, who is full of licentiousness and willfulness in the text, and was pulled down by the regent, and then he was played to the point of hiccupping?"

The boy before the dragon case opened his deer eyes wide, feeling a little unbelievable novelty.

Just now he has accepted the modern memory of his previous life, but now he still has some trance in his dream.

Until the lazy voice of the black cat confirms,

"Yes, you are the cannon fodder NPC numbered [-] in the World of Transmigration. It is a simple task for the Space-Time Administration to suppress my madness. It is not difficult, as long as you keep your character from collapsing...but you can't collapse either, You only live a month from the beginning of the story."

"One month?" The young man's rouge-colored lips pursed, his cheeks puffed up, and he was not satisfied with the deadline for his death.

Black cat licks its paws, walks slowly on the table,

"Before the story begins, the characters are all grown up freely. You have also been the little prince for 18 years, and you were crowned king a month ago. This is all earned."

The new emperor who enthroned was called Beiyu. After thinking about it for a while, he really should be content. He raised his fair face again and said, "Then, is my character a tyrant?"

The black cat stood up, its pupils constricted in excitement,

"Yes, you are a tyrant."

"What is a tyrant?" the black cat asked Beiyu.

"Yes..." Bei Yu wanted to open his mouth, but when he saw the black cat's expressive eyes, he shook his head and asked, "What is it?"

Hearing the black cat's voice tinged with excitement,

"A tyrant is a synonym for doing whatever he wants, a fool who causes chaos and chaos, and a supreme monarch!"

The black cat looked at Beiyu, he didn't need to speak, but his sticky and slow voice rolled in like sea water,

"A tyrant is a loopy player who is not bound by national order and laws, who is not afraid of people's words, regards human life as nothing, and abuses power. He is the protagonist's crack code before punishment."

Beiyu was not interested, and the black cat used hypnosis,

"Tell me what you desire."

It analyzed that the little emperor had no potential to be a tyrant at all, and had to use abnormal means. If the little emperor couldn't do something like a tyrant, it would also affect its rating.

He saw Beiyu's deer eyes blur for a moment, and then his eyelashes flicked away vigorously, "I should, I don't have any desire."

Where there is confusion, there is desire. The black cat captured Bei Yu's emotional value for a moment, and continued to confuse: "What do you want? A city in the sky with a higher standard than the palace built with gold and gemstones now, or a happy world full of beauties." Lin, or what kind of talent you want to acquire, I can satisfy you in this month."

He saw that Bei Yu's little face was a little dazed, and said, "But, this matter is immoral."

The soft voice was struggling, like a child scratching his heart for his mother's purse full of pocket money on the table.

The black cat's eyes were burning, "You are the emperor, what's wrong with you? Whatever you do is just doing your best."

Bei Yu bit his lower lip and said, "But I can also choose to be a good emperor."

The black cat snorted and said, "If you don't become a tyrant, in order to balance the negative value of the world, the Administration will take back [-] lives."

"Sixty thousand?!" Bei Yu asked in surprise.

The black cat bared its teeth: "Natural disaster, military, or plague, do you want to hurt as many as [-] lives?"

Bei Yu shook his head quickly, "No," he raised his finger, "One."

"One is fine!" the black cat encouraged him.

"Is it really possible?" Bei Yu frowned.

The black cat's pupils shrank: "Do you want 6 people to die because of you?"

Bei Yu quickly shook his head and said anxiously, "But why is this my responsibility?"

The black cat said: "You are in such a position, you should have such a responsibility. Could it be that all the good clothes and good food in the past 18 years came for nothing?"

Beiyu was aggrieved.

The black cat asked, "Have you decided?"

Bei Yu thought for a while, then nodded with red eyes.

"What do you want?" The black cat became excited, its pupils dilated to the maximum.

Seeing that the little emperor slowly straightened his shoulders, put his hands on the dragon case, and looked like a different person in his eyes, he said softly but seriously: "I want to force my love for the prime minister."

"……Um?"

The black cat was stunned for a moment.

"You mean Fuyue?"

"Yes!" Bei Yu nodded, "Prime Minister Fu Yue."

Now he hesitated to change to the black cat.

"Fuyue...that is the literati master who helped the society, a powerful assistant after the male protagonist ascended the throne, and a sage and gentleman who has maintained his chastity all his life. If you bully him, you can indeed get the resentment of hundreds of thousands of students, but if you really want to Do you do that?"

Prime Minister Fu Yue is the second male protagonist in the novel. His intelligent and sickly beauty image has won him countless diehard fans, and he left behind the reputation of "a man with a high and pure heart like a moon, and an immortal who falls on the sage and flows far away".

"You are jumping into the high-level protagonist group, but judging from your character design, it is indeed possible." Black Cat thought.

Then it tilted its head: "Why don't you think about it again?"

Seeing the little emperor, he didn't hesitate any more, instead he frowned and smiled slightly at it with crescent-like eyes: "What are you talking about? Isn't it my destiny to have fun."

The black cat's tail quivered.

Oops, the intensity of the temptation seems to have dropped.

But Bei Yu didn't think about it for a while, he recovered his natural expression, and said, "I want to force the Prime Minister to love the beauty, even if it's only for a month." .”

When he said this, his emotional value rose for a moment, but the black cat ignored it.

Hearing Beiyu say that, the system can only say: "Well, when do you want to start?"

"Tonight." Bei Yu said clearly.

"Tonight?" The black cat was amazed by his power.

Bei Yu nodded and said: "Tomorrow the prime minister will return to Beijing on a full business trip, and now he is only a hundred miles away. I will let him come back in advance and entertain him with a private banquet. I usually have a good research on herbal medicine. When the time comes, I will persuade him with affection. Take him with medicine, and then..."

Bei Yu didn't go on talking, and a strange light flickered in his eyes.

The black cat opened its eyes wide.

He only knew that the little emperor had a high talent in medical skills, but he didn't know that he was also an expert in aphrodisiacs. He seemed quite gentle, but he would make the best use of it.

However, he still wants to remind: "The prime minister is coming today and tomorrow, but the regent will also return to Beijing soon. You'd better avoid it when you attack, otherwise they will join forces in advance, and you may be decapitated before drinking the broth for a few days." here."

Bei Yu's shoulders shrank a little, his cunning expression disappeared, and he asked timidly: "The regent is so disgusting, is it really that scary?"

The regent Chongyan, the first king with a different surname since the founding of the country, has guarded the border, expanded the territory, and subdued the feudal lords for ten years.

The power of the regent has long been higher than that of the new emperor. As a king who does not leave the palace, he has already heard countless horror stories about that man. , cut off the head with a knife and cut off the water, and hated him, the emperor who was far away in the prosperous royal capital.

And his original fate would also be cut off by that person.

I heard the black cat say: "How should I put it, this man is really not easy to mess with. The battle where 800 men defeated [-] troops and horses is unprecedented."

Bei Yu swallowed secretly, and said stubbornly: "Well, even if this is the case, I will also forcefully love the prime minister."

The black cat licked his hand and said, "Don't worry, if the two of them collide, I will tell you in advance."

Beiyu's eyes lit up, and Xiao Lu's eyes lit up again as usual, and said, "Thank you system."

The black cat picked up his food and said: "This system supports all your behaviors as a tyrant. If you have something to do, just call me in your mind. I'm going to cook. Damn it, I'm really not used to this body after being restricted."

"Okay, jump off and be careful." Bei Yu said, stretching out her tender palms to set up a springboard.

With a kick of the black cat's little black feet, it jumped in two stages in the air, from the table to Beiyu's palm, and then from Beiyu's palm to the ground. After landing, its hair trembled all over, and it walked away with its uncoordinated limbs.

After the black cat left, Bei Yu immediately prepared ink on letter paper.

He curled his bangs with a pen and thought: the regent returns to Beijing in the south, and the prime minister returns to the north in the north.

The official road in the south is beautiful, he can let the regent stay for a while, and the official road in the north is getting windy, he should let the prime minister come back earlier, so that the two can be more staggered.

After thinking clearly, he immediately wrote to the two of them.

Write to the prime minister first.

Qingqing, I heard that your return date is approaching, and I am looking forward to it with all my heart. I hope that you can continue the friendship between the monarch and his ministers. If you can withstand the hardships of this journey and rush to the palace, I will not let the guards block the carriages and horses entering the palace tonight. , and entertained with feasts.

Then write to the Regent.

The wording of the letter from the regent is a little simpler, and the general idea is that Aiqing has worked hard all the way, so there is no need to rush back to the court to focus on the scenery along the way. I will arrange the best post for you so that the local officials can treat you well. I hope you can express condolences to the citizens of a few cities for me. , and let them hear about Aiqing's reputation.

After finishing writing, Beiyu checked and found that there was no typo, so he planned to put it in an envelope when a strong wind suddenly blew up outside the window.

Covering his forehead with his hands, he saw the leaves rustling outside, and the pages of the book were blown loudly by the sudden gust of wind. He walked over and closed the window first, but he didn't notice that the letter paper on the left was curled up by the wind, and then half a sheet.

Whoosh-!

Under the strong wind, the entire letter paper was flipped over, and it was lying on the right side swaggeringly.

Bei Yu didn't notice, closed the window, packed the two letters and painted them, handed them to the female officer and said: "These two letters will be mailed now, and ordered to go down. Tonight, there will be a small banquet in the side hall to express condolences to those who entered the palace tonight." Your Excellency, let the inner palace gate not be blocked, just invite your lord to the palace and let him eat first."

The lady officer listened all the time, remembering the main points.

Bei Yu went on to say, "There is a small purple gold bottle in my little pharmacy, take a bottle."

The female officer's face changed when she heard this, "Your Majesty, why did you take the medicine? But what's wrong with you?"

Even if the emperor's medicine is just rubbed on chapped skin, it is a big deal. Although there is nothing to be picky about their new emperor's skin, it is more afraid of internal diseases.

Suddenly, the new emperor coughed, his face turned red, and said: "Well, that is my homemade, pleasant tonic. Eating it will only make people feel relaxed and relieve the fatigue of wanderers. It is for entertaining guests. Do not be nervous."

"That's how it is." The female officer smiled when she heard this, and there was a look of admiration in her eyes. She had heard that His Majesty was so gifted in medical skills that even the judge of the Supreme Hospital was full of praise. He wrote down the king's conditions one by one.

Bei Yu continued to order, "Throw one of the small balls from the purple gold bottle into the wine for entertaining guests, and after the pill melts," his ear tips turned red, "throw another one."

He couldn't wring his fingers behind his back, but he pretended to be calm and said: "If the guest responds with fatigue, please let me know."

"No." The female officer did not doubt that he was there, and immediately went to do it.

She is a caring maid by Beiyu's side and a high-ranking female official in the harem, so she has more authority.

The notification of the palace gate, the arrangement of the banquet, and the permission to enter Beiyu's private pharmacy were all handled by her, including the distribution of the two important letters.

The female officer acted quickly. In the afternoon, a hundred miles away, the post station in the south received the letter.

The man in the room has broad shoulders and narrow waist. Just sitting can make people feel his slender legs and the majestic strength under his clothes. He is resting on his forehead and sleeping lightly.

After winning three battles in a row and driving fast horses for another seven days, even a god of war like him could not help feeling a little tired.

Surrounded by his personal guards at the station, he allowed himself to fall into a brief deep sleep.

In the dream, his perspective was the potholed ground, and the yellow mud after the rain. He heard the ridicule of other officials and children, his eyes were bloodshot, and the insulting sarcasm nearly burst his chest. Upon hearing a soft shout, those noisy voices immediately cooled down.

He raised his head, and the first thing that caught his eyes was a gorgeous dress covered with gold threads, and beyond the girdle inlaid with white jade, he could see a delicately carved and childish face.

The child was about seven years old, withdrew his tender majesty, and said to him with a mournful expression: "I heard that General Zhong was defeated in the battle, and one father and three sons were bloody on the battlefield."

It's just that when I heard Chong's disgust, my heart felt like a knife was gouged out, my fingernails dug into my palm, and the soil in front of my eyes became blurred. I heard the person from the East Palace say: "Don't worry, although the Zhong family was stripped of their military ranks due to defeat, I admire Chong. The heart of the whole family, one day, this palace will return this honor to the Chongfu."

Chong Yan raised his head in surprise, the prince of the Eastern Palace didn't know that the mansion had already been confiscated, he patted his chest with his small hands and assured him: "I will grow up too, and when I become emperor, I will return the honor to Chong's family. This palace wants to seal you," the prince of the East Palace said Qingqingmingly: "I seal you as the great general protecting the country!"

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The sound of opening the door turned Zhong Yan's spiritual pillar into a puddle of broken pools, and the moment he opened his eyes, there was a sharp intimidation in his eyes.

The guard who entered the door was startled when he saw those eyes, and before being gouged out by the eyes, he quickly knelt down and said, "General, there is a letter from Beijing."

No matter the sky is about to fall, the general cannot be disturbed from sleeping, except for two things.

One is that the enemy army sneaked into the camp, and the other is that there was a letter written by that person in Beijing.

Seeing that the man withdrew his sharp eyes and reached out to receive the letter very neatly, he didn't say a word about his disturbing dream.

Everyone who followed this master knew that no one could be more loyal to that person in Beijing than him.

The personal guard couldn't help but said: "To ensure the general's safety, the letter has been inspected in advance. It is a royal pen, and the letter is non-toxic. It's just that the Holy Majesty changed his usual attitude and invited the general to a banquet overnight. We are worried. There is fraud in it. General, do you want to cancel the banquet?"

The guard asked with concern.

Chong Yan read the letter twice, it was his own handwriting, and this time the letter was more serious than before, with expectations in the words, he did not answer, but turned his head and ordered: "Prepare the horse."

Ten years, he wants to see him.

The author has something to say: The third update of the article, 3:6, 9:[-], and [-]:[-] p.m.