there is a stupid emperor

The clothes were worn, and there was a lot of trouble. Zhu Yougui suggested to take me out to play, but I thought about the uncomfortable feeling in my legs, but I still refused, changed my clothes, and went back to the yard to take a nap.

Zhu Yougui was helpless for my lazy character.

"You always sleep every day, don't you feel tired?" He rested his chin in one hand, and held the pen in the other. He didn't write in a serious manner, and the ink on the tip of the pen rendered a big black spot.

I yawned and tugged at the thin blanket covering me, "I've gotten used to it a long time ago."

"It's you, if you can't sit still, stop being prudish, and do whatever you want, and don't worry about me."

"You're a prudish person. Little children always speak the words of adults. This general has a lot of free time. I have many afternoons to spend with you. You don't need to worry about it."

Since this is the case, then I am relieved.

After squinting for a while, I woke up and found that Zhu Yougui had gone somewhere. I looked at the sun, and it hadn't set yet, so I simply lay back and slept for a while. When I woke up again, I saw Zhu Yougui sitting in his original position.

"Where did you go?" I asked casually.

He took a pen and wrote something on the paper, "I went to the palace and brought you some clothes."

"Oh." I stretched, actually I don't believe it, how many clothes are needed for a general to run in person?But I don't want to ask too much.

Why ask so clearly?

The sun is gradually sinking, but it will not reach dusk. I calculated the time, and it was about four or five o'clock in the afternoon.

It’s more reliable to describe it as an afternoon banquet if it’s a dinner party. Although there are evening shows, it was in ancient times. Electric lights were not invented, and oil lamps were used to light the fire. No matter how many places were placed, the brightness would be the same.

I went into the room and changed into my regular clothes, Zhu Yougui specially picked out a white one for me, and he also changed into a white one. In short, I don’t have much interest in clothes, as long as they are not green.

After changing his clothes, he followed Zhu Yougui into the carriage.

to dinner.

The carriage is very...not gorgeous, just think about it, the general needs a horse to travel, so there is no need for a carriage. This time, the carriage was pulled out temporarily just to accommodate me, and some of them are good for riding.

Sitting in the carriage, I suddenly remembered the first time I rode in a carriage. At that time, Zhu Yougui was drunk, and Pei Qingshu's carriage took us back to Zhu's residence.

That car was quite comfortable, but at that time Zhu Yougui was very drunk and reeked of alcohol, which made it difficult for me to enjoy it.

"Hey, what do you want?" Zhu Yougui handed me an apple that was on the car before, "Are you hungry? Eat some fruit first?"

I shook my head, "I don't want to eat, and I don't know how Ruiyi is doing."

Zhu Yougui turned around and put the apple back into the dark compartment. "Don't worry, the old man won't do anything to her, she's just a little princess."

Just a little princess, that's all.Well.

I asked him blankly, "Then can you tell me, where are my father's other sons?"

I am the ninth son, not to mention the younger brothers, there are many older brothers, how about people?

Zhu Yougui laughed awkwardly.

I turned my head to look at the scenery outside the window.

"Sometimes, I also feel that I am quite stupid." Is it right that a fool would ask this question.

"But, there are many things I can't say, do you understand?"

Rather than asking Zhu Yougui, it might as well be talking to myself.

What cannot be said is the difference of thousands of years.

Zhu Yougui held my hand, and I looked down at the clasped hands, one big and one small.The palms of his hands have calluses from years of martial arts practice, the knuckles of his fingers are slender and beautiful, his grip on the gun is strong, and his grip on the pen is also neat and good-looking.But my hands are white and tender, and I can't even find a callus, let alone a scar.

"But it doesn't matter. Who told me to set it up so that I don't need too many words."

Maybe Zhu Yougui didn't understand the meaning of setting, but he could understand the whole sentence.

He didn't know what to say to comfort me for a while.

I interrupted his train of thought, "No need to say anything, I understand it in my heart, and you understand it too." There is nothing to comfort.

Really.

The car soon arrived at Zhu's mansion, and I got out of the car with Zhu Yougui's support. Originally, he wanted to hug me because of my leg injury, but this place is no better than home, and it doesn't matter if I hug and talk, I'm afraid there will be more fools. think.

I also knew what Zhu Yougui was thinking, so I helped him get off the carriage with his hand.

My leg still hurts a bit. After all, no matter how magical the wound medicine is, it takes time to heal the wound.

I tried my best to straighten my back, and I tried my best to ignore the discomfort in my legs while walking.My appearance is related to Datang's final face, maybe I think highly of myself, but I am determined not to make others look down on me because of a little injury.

It would have been low to the dust.

Many people also came to Zhu's residence. I am familiar with these faces. The few ministers who stood in the front row when they went to court, each of them had a polite smile on their faces. After seeing my appearance, they paused for a while. , or smiled and saluted to say hello, or turned around and pretended not to see me.There were also those who greeted Zhu Yougui and brought me along, who looked young.

Forget it, why do I care about this with these courtiers.

Going inside is the living room, I took a deep breath, and Zhu Wen was inside, he would not come out to greet me with his airs, so I just went in, it doesn't matter anyway.

....Show me the generosity of the emperor of the Tang Dynasty! !

Stepping into the living room, the people who were discussing something in low voices suddenly stopped talking. Unlike the young people outside, these few in the room are real veterans, the pillars of the country, they are very polite, and they all face me. Bending down to salute, although they have long disapproved of me as the emperor in their hearts, but they have a deep sense of dignity and blood, so they are old guys, old fritters after all.

I have no reason not to be ignored when others treat me with courtesy, so I am a little embarrassed and call them not to be too polite.

Why embarrassing.

Because Zhu Wen also saluted.

I am secretly happy in my heart, but I also know that it is just a salute, an action that does not distract my heart.

Zhu Wen glanced at Zhu Yougui behind me and called me to take a seat. Everyone is here for the dinner, so what are you waiting for if you don’t eat.

I'm not welcome, I just sat down, but the few steps I moved to the stool really made my back wet, and I had to walk without any abnormality, and I had to bear the pressure of so many people, but fortunately, my facial paralysis skills have already reached perfection.

Sit down, Zhu Wen sat on my left, I glanced around, and several old ministers in the room were also seated.

A room full of men.

I originally wanted to ask where Ruiyi was, but I was not in a hurry seeing that eating a meal was like going to court. With so many people watching, no matter how brave Zhu Wen was, he didn't dare to move.

eat.

who is afraid of who.

The big deal is poisoning, but he ate it all, so why should I be afraid?

The meal was extremely quiet, except that Zhu Yougui, who was sitting on my right, brought me some food from time to time, and then Zhu Wen, who was on the left, glanced past me with a 'faint' gaze.

After dinner, the old ministers couldn't sit still, and they all said goodbye and went home.

I don't know what's the point of this meal.

As the saying goes, Chinese affairs are settled at the dinner table, but I don't feel that there is anything wrong after the meal is finished?

I haven't been resolved yet.

But someone was in a hurry. It was a man who looked very much like Zhu Wen. He might be one of his sons. He came into the house and asked Zhu Yougui to take other young officials to take a stroll in Beppu to enjoy the flowers, the moon and the autumn fragrance.

Zhu Yougui refused very shamelessly.

The man glanced at Zhu Wen, who was drinking tea with the old god, touched his nose, and said, I'll go then.and left.

I quietly ate the after-dinner pastries that Zhu Wen prepared for me.

Afraid of poison?Afraid.

But I don't know where I got such a big heart. Although Zhu Wen is a villain, in my impression, he doesn't seem to use any dark methods.

In addition to killing Xiaoluzi.

Thinking of He Lu, I stopped kneading the pastry, calmly wiped the powder on my fingertips with a handkerchief, and asked, "Where is Ruiyi?"

Zhu Wen put down the teacup and glanced at me. I don't know what was in that look, maybe it was disdain, maybe it was contempt, maybe I didn't bring anything, just to see if I wiped my hands clean.

But he spoke anyway.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, Princess Pingyuan will take care of herself."

Take care of you x.I wanted to swear, but I held back.

"I want to see her."

Now there are only me, Zhu Wen, and Zhu Yougui in the room. Why do I hold back what I want to say.

Zhu Wen looked at me for a while, then let go, and called his servants to invite Princess Pingyuan to come over.

I sat upright on the seat, like sitting on a dragon chair above the hall, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Soon, a small light-yellow figure appeared at the door of the house. She walked step by step like a neat princess, her face was expressionless, her eyes were slightly downcast, and she couldn't tell what she was thinking at all.

I suddenly feel sad.

The little girl who flew towards me regardless of her image every time she saw me became like this, she was restrained.

"Ruiyi." I couldn't help calling her name softly.

Hearing my voice, Rui Yi suddenly raised her head, opened her mouth slightly as if she wanted to say something, but when she saw Zhu Wen next to her, she pursed her lips again, "Brother."

The cry of my brother was flat and without waves.

But I could hear the grievance in the low voice.

Ruiyi has grown up, she is a little taller, her face is also opened, the baby fat on her face has been reduced, and she is also thinner, but the look between her eyebrows and eyes is spiritual. I think neither Li Jixuan nor Zhu Wen Treat my little princess badly.

"Ruiyi stop standing, sit down, come sit with brother." I beckoned her over.

She raised her footsteps slightly, but she heard Zhu Wen say: "My little daughter misses Princess Pingyuan, and she still talks to me from time to time, why don't Princess Pingyuan go and talk to her."

I frowned, and when I was about to speak, I heard Ping Yuan say neither humble nor overbearing: "Master Lao Zhu is thinking about it, so I will go first."

I don't know why Ruiyi compromised.

Maybe she realized the importance of Zhu Wen in the court and the threat to me.

Before she left, she still didn't forget to tell me: "I'll wait for my brother to pick me up and go back to the palace."

This is... This is the promise I made when I coaxed her to go to Fengxiang that year.

This time, she was not chasing after my promise, but left under the guidance of her servants after speaking.

I sat in a chair, a little dazed.

My heart is full of sourness, but I don't know where to start.