Supreme pardon

Wen Renjue stretched out his hand to push the man's head away from him, and said to the embarrassed Yan Zhen below: "Go down first."

"Yes." Yan Zhen nodded in salute, and strode out the door, as if fleeing in a hurry.

Shuyi glanced at the door, then turned his head to look at the master's Wenren Jue, and finally retired after a gentle salute.

Wei Duan saw that Bai Tan was still vying for his forehead, Wenren Jue pressed his five fingers, and it made people unable to move with one hand, it suggested in his mind: "You have to find someone anyway, why not just him, he is here Before I met you, I didn’t even go to the ground, so it’s the cleanest.”

Because of the intrusion of the sky eye early in the morning, it has seen some particularly profound images in the master's mind, the writhing between Wen Renjue's mother and those dirty bodies, those vicious words in the dark environment.

It can understand its master's absolute cleanliness in this regard.

Bai Tan came from the interstellar world with a special status, and now because of the usefulness of the key, the owner keeps it by his side, why not use one thing for two purposes.

It's not that Wen Ren Jue never thought about it, seeing people with red lips and white teeth, even though he doesn't care about looks, good-looking ones are always more comfortable than ugly ones, and from the very beginning, he liked Bai Tan's eyes.

However, the human temper really made him frown.

Although he has learned a lot of lessons and looks honest on the surface, he still has a temper. It stands to reason that a thousand-year-old family should not raise such descendants.

With his arms straight, he rested his fingers on the man's forehead.

Bai Tan waved his hands but couldn't struggle, as if he was angry, he stared at him, the corners of his eyes were a little red, I don't know if it was because of all the effort now or because he laughed before.

Wen Renjue really couldn't bear to see his claws and claws, his arm trembled, and he pushed him back.

Bai Tan was caught off guard, and fell back three steps before stopping again, roaring angrily: "What are you doing?"

Staring at the person, Wen Renjue made a specious "Huh?"

Bai Tan's complexion changed instantly, and he raised his hands, apologizing honestly, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Shaking his head helplessly, he stretched out his hand to grab the unfinished document, spread it out on the table, and at the same time his eyes fell on it, Wenren Jue asked casually: "What's wrong?"

Bai Tan gritted his teeth, but the expression on his face was gentle, "I don't know."

Raising his eyelids to look at him, Wen Renjue remained silent.

The atmosphere became a little depressing.

The phone on the desk rang at this moment.

Because of the emergence of the crystal nucleus system, using the crystal nucleus, the popularity of telephones has increased, and various communication tools have appeared in large numbers in a short period of time as if they were recovering.

And the spell cast on human beings and the earth after the starfall event is slowly disappearing.

Lifting the microphone to his ear, Wen Renjue signed the document with his right hand.

The silence on the other end of the phone lasted for a few seconds, and then a strange sharp voice appeared, intermittently saying: "Hello, honorable king."

After closing the signed document, Wen Renjue looked up and took another one, opened it and looked at it carefully, lowered his eyebrows, and answered, "Who?"

Few people know his number.

The person at the other end didn't make a fool of himself, and said simply and directly: "Rat."

Wen Renjue laughed, the tip of the pen paused on the page, and said casually: "Your methods are really changeable."

"Life is forcing you." There was a voice of emotion in the vicissitudes of life, and the mouse quickly turned back to the topic and said: "Xiao Sangyu was very favored after arriving in the [-]th district. I heard that I spent the night in Zhanpei's room. In the next few days, he stayed in Zhanpei's house every night and never came out, which caused a lot of criticism. During the day, Zhanpei was almost not busy with anything else. He just watched his performances and built a pavilion for him in the Wangju. The ten-storey wooden platform is where people play in the clouds and mist every morning.”

"It sounds like it's over." Wen Renjue said with some disapproval.

The mouse held the microphone, and he didn't know where he was. It was clearly broad daylight, but his surroundings were so dark that his facial features were not visible. His voice was low and trembling, and he said: "Do you kings have no heart? If you like I like it, playing is playing, how can I take it seriously? All the love is just superficial."

"It's not unintentional." Wen Renjue slowed down, opened the file that he had put aside earlier, compared the data on both sides, and turned the pen between his fingers. He put himself in the situation and said, "I like it." It’s true, and it’s true that you can give up easily.”

"It's really complicated." On the other end of the phone, the mouse sighed again and again.

Wen Renjue circled the differences between the two documents, obviously using two things at once, "Where are you?"

He was asking about the mouse's whereabouts, and he couldn't figure out the man who was temporarily working for him.

But this just shows the ability of the mouse. If a player who plays intelligence can be easily grasped and accurately tracked, then what's the use of playing.

"District [-]." After saying this, the mouse suddenly fell silent. Wen Renjue reckoned that he had held the microphone, probably because there were other people around him, and it was temporarily inconvenient to speak.

Be patient.

About 2 minutes later, the voice of the mouse came from the phone again, and he introduced the situation concisely and clearly: "Zhanhe is obviously not as good as his brother's Chengfu, and he is a little restless. He went to Xiaosangyu several times, Xiao Sangyu is quite scheming, and he grasped the timing very well. The conflict between the two brothers was stirred up by coincidences three or two times, but Zhanpei had a deep mind, and he gave up when he should. He probably didn't want to have an affair with his younger brother. The fight was too fierce, and Xiao Sangyu has been deliberately sent back to the seventeenth district."

This news is important.

Wen Ren Jue immediately stopped the pen in his hand, raised his head and pinched the bridge of his nose.

Of course he thought that just by laughing at a man, he could stir up the conflict between the two brothers, but he couldn't destroy it.

If Zhan Pei is like Zhan He, then it is still possible.

It's a pity that Zhan Pei has been king for many years, and his scheming city is not bad, and when he is in a high position, emotional beauty is nothing, and he has a conflict with his brother because of a plaything, which is not good-looking internally and externally.

It's just that Wen Renjue never thought that he would send Xiao Sangyu back so decisively.

"In your opinion, what is his intention in doing this?" Bai Tan saw that his expression was wrong, and sat down honestly by himself.

Wen Renjue looked far away and landed in the courtyard outside the door.

"Zhanpei should be suspicious of the purpose of the Xiaosang language you gave him. He sent back the Xiaosang language to warn you that he already knows your purpose, and to force you to make a choice." The mouse said calmly. , obviously he has already thought about the doorway in this.

Wen Renjue put the pen back into the pen holder, nodded his head, and said softly: "You are right, he is forcing me to prove my innocence, no matter whether I gave him Xiao Sangyu with good intentions or bad intentions, since he has sent people Sending it back to me shows that he has [-]% determined that I gave him this person with uneasy and kind intentions, so as long as I want to maintain the alliance between the two parties, I must prove my innocence and kill Xiao Sangyu."

"After Xiao Sangyu's death, you can shirk the responsibility on him. Just say that this person has evil thoughts. For the sake of prosperity and his own desires, he provoked the relationship between the royal family in the [-]th district. Zhan Pei is also giving you a step down." , even if your calculation failed, he also left you a retreat, he let you choose whether to maintain the ally relationship between the two parties, and if your decision is to continue to be friendly, then you must not dare to take it easy in the future They plotted against him and took action against District [-]." The mouse explained his views clearly.

Tapping the folder on the desktop with the middle finger of his right hand, Wen Renjue squinted his eyes and added to him: "One more thing, he has to get rid of Xiao Sangyu to maintain the relationship between their brothers, but he can't do it himself. Do it, let Xiao Sangyu die in my hands, with Zhan He's mind, it will not be him who hates the most, but me."

The mouse was stunned for a moment, then gloated and said, "Then you stole the chicken or lost a lot of rice?"

Wen Ren Jue's expression slowly became cold, and he said meaningfully: "Until the last step, no one knows how things will evolve."

The mouse began to compliment falsely.

Wen Renjue pretended not to hear what he said, and asked directly: "When will they arrive in District [-]?"

"Five days later." Since he went to the thirteenth district in person, the mouse was very sure of the accuracy of the information.

Wen Renjue's eyes fell on Bai Tan, who was sneaking around and about to go out, before hanging up the phone, he said softly: "Thank you for your hard work."

"Bai Tan." With a cold call, Bai Tan, who had already stepped out of the door with one foot, froze immediately.

Turning his head back very slowly, he looked at Wen Renjue who stood up from his seat without knowing when and smiled dryly, "Do you have any orders?"

"Where are you going?" Wen Renjue said calmly.

The buoyant expression instantly turned frowning, and Bai Tan said softly, "Go for a walk outside."

"Come here." Wen Renjue beckoned.

Bai Tan looked unwilling, but he still moved forward step by step, hesitatingly stood in front of Wen Ren Jue, his bright black eyes clearly reflected Wen Ren Jue's figure.

"Do you hate me?" Wen Renjue asked meaningfully.

Wu Liuliu's eyeballs rolled around, and Bai Tan said very sincerely: "No."

But I'm afraid of you, devil!

No mental activity showed on his sincere face at all.

Wen Renjue looked down at the person, and asked again: "I can give you freedom, protect your safety, listen to you patiently, give you certain rights, and send you back to the interstellar world. Are you willing to do anything?"

As long as we can return to Interstellar, we can talk about anything, not to mention there are so many "good things", this is the best chance to fight for human rights.

Bai Tan originally wanted to say yes, but staring at Wen Ren Jue, he always felt that the matter would not be so simple. After thinking about it carefully, he asked tentatively: "You won't lock me up again?"

"Ah."

"What do I eat, and when I leave the palace?" When Bai Tan asked this question, his expression looked calm, but the shaking of his eyes showed the uneasiness in his heart.

"Yeah." Wen Ren Jue didn't change at all, and responded indifferently.

Swallowing and spitting, Bai Tan made an inch of it, "You won't hit me again?"

Squinting his eyes slightly, Wen Ren Jue said in a low voice: "Try your best."

"No!" Bai Tan heroically waved his hands dryly, and complained bitterly: "Violence cannot solve any problems, it will only intensify the conflicts between people."

Wen Renjue frowned, but still agreed: "Yes."

Bai Tan was worried, the conditions are so good?Regardless of what people asked him to do, he asked a question that he was most concerned about at the moment, "Can I still go to bed?"

"En." Wen Renjue was patient.

"Hmm..." Bai Tan made a gesture, pacing with a deep expression on his face, and it took about 3 minutes before he turned around, shaking his hand, and shouted with air: "Tell me, what do you want me to do? I am not afraid of a mountain of swords or a sea of ​​fire!"

"Of course!" Without embarrassment at all, he immediately followed up his first sentence, "With so many people under your command, it's really not up to me to do physical work, right?"

"Not that far." Staring at the joyful expression on the face of the person, Wen Ren Jue said something thought-provoking.

Bai Tan laughed, but he still half-believed and said: "No matter what you want me to do, it shouldn't hurt, right? You know I'm very afraid of pain, and I can't do anything that hurts well."

Wen Renjue thought about it for a while, then said in a deep voice, "It shouldn't hurt."

"What exactly do you want me to do?" Bai Tan was suspicious.

"I'll talk about it later." Glancing at the person, Wen Renjue turned around and left.

"Huh?" Bai Tan took two steps to catch up, "Why do you want to talk about it later?"

How could Bai Tan catch up with Wen Ren Jue, but the voice that was mixed with nine points of indifference and one point of disgust still penetrated the back door and appeared in his ears.

"I have no appetite now."

Standing still at the same spot, Bai Tan blinked his big eyes a couple of times in confusion, and said "Huh?" again to himself.

The author has something to say: Little Theater, Bai Tan: Wait, wait... Why do I feel something is wrong...

Pendant: don't care about those small details

Wei Duan: Come on, come on, this contract is excellent, sign it

Wen Ren Jue: Whether it hurts or not... (Go back and look up the book) Hmm...