What are you making a fuss about?

Chapter 8

.Da Wuzhu, please help me. "The little emperor took the man's hand.

"But Ah Min is the emperor, and sooner or later he has to approve the memorial himself." The man bent down and smiled, and followed him to the case.

The little emperor pulled him to sit down, and reached out to take off the man's mask. The child fumbled for a long time before taking it off.

Under the mask was an extremely young face, a pair of obsidian-like eyes looked at the little emperor with a smile, and his thin lips parted slightly, "Your Majesty."

"Da Wu Zhu, you are Da Wu Zhu, I don't want to criticize, so you can help me." The little emperor wrapped one hand around the man and said coquettishly.

"Okay, my lord, take a break." The man pampered the little emperor's head, the haze on the little emperor's face was swept away, he turned and opened the window and shouted to the guards outside : "You, you and those in the yard, all go down, and no one should disturb me and Da Wuzhu." The little emperor put his hands on his hips, and a group of court ladies and eunuchs left one after another.

After all the palace people went down, the little emperor ran to the dragon bed and took out a brocade box, and said, "Da Wuzhu, this is the cake from the Central Plains that my uncle made an offering today. I specially waited for you to come back and eat it together." The little emperor looked smug , put the pastries on the table one by one like a trick.

The man's hand holding the pen paused, stared at the flower cakes for a while, and said, "Didn't I tell you not to eat whatever other people offer?" His tone obviously lost the softness just now.

"Can't you remember a word I said?" The man slowly moved his gaze to the little emperor's face, and swept the plate of flower cakes to the ground with a flick of his sleeve.The man had a cold face, and looked a little scary when he wasn't smiling.

The little emperor looked at the pastry that had rolled all over the floor, his eyes widened but he couldn't say a word, the man asked again: "Have you eaten this thing?"

"Is there not enough food in the palace? Steamed chestnuts with sweet-scented osmanthus from Jiangnan, ruyi cake, goat's milk..." The man threw his pen on the table.

"I didn't eat it, I was waiting for you..." The little emperor's eyes were red, "There is a lotus flower you like on it, I think you will like it, even if you don't..." The little emperor burst into tears.

"You don't want to eat." After speaking, he ran out of the hall.

The man stared at the direction he ran out for a long time, finally sighed deeply, and continued to pick up his pen to correct the memorial for the emperor.

On the second day, the little emperor did not go to court, and the national teacher presided over the court again.At noon, the national teacher entered the palace angrily and stopped a court lady and asked, "Where did the emperor go?"

Yes, he didn't look for him yesterday.

The palace maid trembled with fright, "I don't know, I don't know, last night... the emperor didn't..."

"Everyone in the Chuan hall comes." The national teacher's face became more and more bad, and he strode into the Chaohua hall.

"No need, great witch Zhu." The little emperor came out from the alley.

"Great Wu Zhu, this is the lotus cake I made myself, do you like it?" The little emperor handed the food box in front of the national teacher.

"I was careless yesterday. As soon as I saw the lotus, I thought of you. I didn't pay attention to whether I poisoned you. Dawuzhu, don't be angry." The little emperor quietly looked at the face of the national teacher. The national teacher usually wears a mask, but in fact There was no expression on his face, but the little emperor still looked at him habitually.

"Are you doing this if you don't go to court today?" The national teacher breathed a sigh of relief, "Yeah." The little emperor stretched out his hand to hold the national teacher's hand, "I'm not angry with you, it's because I didn't... eh..." The national teacher There are mixed feelings for a while.

"Then you're not angry anymore?" The little emperor smiled from the corners of his eyes.

"Well, my emperor." The national teacher squatted down, "Then you have a taste." The little emperor took out a flower cake and stuffed it into the corner of the national teacher's mouth. The national teacher smiled and opened his mouth to take a bite.

"How, how?" The little emperor looked at him expectantly. The national teacher was stunned, his mask cracked slightly, "Is it too sweet?" The little emperor asked, rubbing his head, "I did put a lot of sugar."

"No, it's delicious." The national teacher smiled and picked him up. The 14-year-old little emperor was very thin.

"You can't be angry with me in the future." The little emperor said arrogantly, "I only have you, my great witch Zhu." He hugged the national teacher's neck.

"Well, Ah Min, I will protect you and make you a good emperor." The national teacher nodded slightly.

Floating Life, A Dream 2

"With the great witch Zhu here, I will definitely become a good emperor, and the great witch Zhu will always be with me." The little emperor hugged the national teacher's neck affectionately.

"Okay." The national teacher patted the little emperor's head.The atmosphere immediately calmed down, and the eunuch who followed the emperor broke into a cold sweat, and signaled the court lady kneeling on the ground to get down quickly.

The national teacher carried the little emperor and walked into the bedroom, "Great Wu Zhu, is there anything interesting to do today?"

"Some chores, preparations for sacrificial ceremonies, envoys from the tribute kingdom..."

"Okay, okay, stop talking. Besides these, is there anything else?" The little emperor interrupted him hastily.

"Yes, for example, the emperor's uncle took the initiative to ask to guard the border, and some ministers began to worry about the emperor's housework." The national teacher laughed.

"Uncle? Probably because he likes the scenery of the Central Plains and wants to be closer to the Central Plains." The little emperor scratched his head and said, "Housework? My housework?"

The national teacher said slowly: "The emperor is fourteen this year, it's time to worry about making a successor."

"No, I don't want to be a queen. There can only be me and Da Wuzhu in this palace." The little emperor shook his head vigorously, "That's not okay, the late emperor entrusted you to me, I can't..."

"No." The little emperor shook his head and reached out to cover the mouth of the national teacher.

"The book says to cultivate one's self, govern one's family, rule the country and the world. I still need to cultivate myself well, so I can't get married so early."

"My majesty, this world has long been yours." The national teacher put the little emperor on the dragon couch.

"But I only want Da Wuzhu." The little emperor curled his lips.

"Sleep for a while, I didn't sleep well last night." He said and covered the little emperor with a quilt.

The little emperor snorted, pulled the quilt over his head, and turned over.The national teacher coaxed: "Don't make trouble, wait for me to come back, and bring Amin the real lotus cake."

"Hmm." There was a muffled voice from under the quilt.

The national teacher patted the emperor's head through the quilt, "Chen, please leave."

"Ah."

Jing Yun was silent. If this is really Jiang Guo, then this national teacher is a legendary figure. He has been lurking in the enemy country for more than ten years, and won a completely overwhelming victory with the least amount of troops. The last big country in the southwest was destroyed, and its affiliated country immediately Surrendered, the second emperor of the previous dynasty completed the great cause of unification in three years, established the capital in Yiyang in the fourth year, and changed the name of the country to Dazhao.

If this little emperor is really the last one, then it is really not far from the destruction of the country.

"Lan Yin, Lan Yin..." Without waiting for Jing Yun to think about it, he was pulled out of the illusion by a force.Opening his eyes again, Xie Xiao looked straight at him with a pair of deep blue eyes.The two fell on the bed together, Xie Xiao still had one hand under his head.

"What's the matter?" Xie Xiao helped him up, shaking his hand in front of his eyes

"Nothing." Jing Yun propped his forehead with one hand.

Xie Xiao took out a brown pill from the pocket around his waist, "Eat this, the illusion of the demon way is too real, careful attention is not good for your soul." He got up and poured a glass of water.

"Is this also given by the old man?" Jing Yun looked at the medicine in his palm.

"Yes, I have a lot more here." Xie Xiao opened the kit for him to see, and there was a pile of it.

"Let's go down the mountain tomorrow." Jing Yun swallowed the medicine and said vaguely.

"No, there is no need to discuss it." Xie Xiao ignored him, "You go to bed early, and there will be no other weird things tonight." After finishing speaking, Xie Xiao turned off the lights for him, turned and went out.

After such a encounter, who can sleep.Jing Yun got up and lit the candle again, his mind was full of the immature face of the little emperor.

It is very strange that there is no more words about that great master in the history books of later generations.Some people say that the national teacher died on the battlefield, and some people say that he was disarmed and returned to the field.

But what is the meaning of this illusion for the demon to show them?

This was the sound of someone's footsteps coming from outside the door, and the next moment the door opened with a "creak", and it was Xie Xiao again.

"I knew you wouldn't sleep well." Xie Xiao patted the fallen leaves on his clothes, and strode up to Jing Yun.

"What to do?" Jing Yun had a bad premonition, it was in the middle of the night.

"Come out with me." Xie Xiao reached out to pick up the candle on the table.

Jing Yun was grabbed by his sleeves and had to follow him outside the house. Xie Xiao bent down and fiddled with the dead branches on the ground. Jing Yun took the candle and stood there blankly.

Allen came over at some point, and blew a breath on the dead branch, and a dark green flame blazed up.Xie Xiao said "Hey" and stretched out his hand to hit the kid, but Alan couldn't dodge in time, and the leaves covered his face.

Jing Yun threw the candle in his hand into the will-o'-the-wisp, and the flame gradually returned to its normal color.

"He's making trouble." Xie Xiao cursed, sat down on the ground, and asked, "Are you cold?"

"It's okay." Jing Yun was also able to sit on the ground, and leaned beside the fire.

"It's okay, this fire can burn overnight."

Jing Yun remained silent, Xie Xiao asked again: "Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry."

"Tell me, what will happen to the little emperor in the end?" Xie Xiao tightened Jing Yun's clothes.

"Destroy the country." Jing Yun spit out two words coldly.

"and then?"

"What do you think the king of subjugation can do?"

"I don't think he will die." Xie Xiao rubbed his hands.

Jing Yun was taken aback for a moment, there seemed to be no record of the last emperor in the history books. "If you were the emperor, would you leave behind the remnants of the previous dynasty?" Jing Yun asked.

Xie Xiao pondered for a moment, then said, "No."

"But look at the little emperor, he doesn't seem to be able to stir up waves."

"So what?" Jing Yun lowered his head and fiddled with the fire.Some pine branches are mixed in these woods, which have a unique smell when burned.

"What if the national teacher can keep him?" Xie Xiao threw himself into the fire