Chapter 8 Laughing and Waiting, Tao Li Fangfei 1

Zhao Ji has been a medicine jar since he was a child, and he has been sick for three days, but his artistic talent is developed. If he has talent, it is easy not to follow the routine, for example, he will pick up a leaf, put it flat on his lips, fold it up a little, and blow - there is also a sound. Everything has a spirit, music exists between all things, and at that moment, Zhao Ji felt that he was very powerful.

He blew for three days and three nights, and finally blew a small tune, and hurriedly ran to blow it to a few brothers, brothers, sisters and sisters, and was greatly praised, and then he was reprimanded by his father who was passing by.

"How can you blow such a rogue thing?" Father was furious, stomped his feet in anger, and sighed again and again, "King Duan is frivolous, you can't rule the world! Lock him in the room, eat and sleep on time, and can't let him out for two months! He is already in such bad health, and you still let him out?"

"Ah?" Zhao Ji is only five or six years old, and he doesn't understand how to blow a leaf is a hooligan? But seeing his father's angry appearance, he was very scared, so he could only kneel down and admit his mistake, kowtow and kowtow, and feel very aggrieved, tears rolled down - he cried very forbearingly, held it for a long time, a huge teardrop dripped down, and after a while, another one. Crying like this makes people feel distressed and can arouse sympathy, Zhao Ji has been very good at pleasing people since he was a child.

When my father saw it, his heart softened, so he didn't pursue it anymore, but just took the leaf and threw it away, but he didn't know that he was crying dissatisfied.

The leaves are endless, and it is very easy to reoffend, the main thing is attitude.

Zhao Ji didn't know that his father was so angry, in fact, it was not his reason, just like the reason why he couldn't rule the world was not frivolous.

My father was angry, mainly because of an accident in the prison a few days ago.

As the judicial organ of the state, the prison has a deterrent effect that terrifies all those who commit adultery, and torture is certainly there, but the person who commits the crime is worth it, and it is irrefutable and just, if everything is true, and no one wills it. The same is true of the disobedient person, who, even if he has not sinned, can threaten possible future changes, and therefore appears to be more dangerous. Overall, the significance of prison is enormous.

The most heinous part of such an important institution actually rioted in the dungeon deep in the prison.

The prisoners there collaborated to kill the warden, and the collective escape was successful.

Everyone spent no knowledge of manpower, material resources and time to be arrested, and this run disappeared without a trace. Emperor Shenzong was angry that they still had a rebellious heart in the prison, and instead of repenting, he thought about it one by one. At this point, there is no way to send people to pursue him, and there is no news of him, so he can only send people to arrest him for another ten or eight years, but he does not know that there is no result;

First of all, protect the members of the royal family, so that they can't go out casually at night, in case they are killed by others, because there are indeed people who have been brutally killed;

Secondly, the supreme master "Flying Dragon", who was imprisoned in the wilderness, was sent to guard the prison, and he has the strength to fight against a hundred, and he will not have the upper hand in the event of a riot.

At this time, it was in an embarrassing period when the people invited had not yet arrived, and the people who escaped could not be caught, which made Emperor Shenzong feel very bad. The worse the mood, the closer the bad things become: the flying dragon ran away, and asked someone to give him a few words: when it was time to come, he would appear in the prison.

"What kind of reason is this! If you run, you run, and you give me this reason, thinking that I am a child and love to listen to legends?"

Shenzong angrily threw a cup, and the eunuch was so frightened that he knelt down to pick up the pieces, for fear that the emperor would step on it later, and he would be even more angry.

It's really unfavorable, and the princes, who are usually docile and lively, don't like it one by one.

Zhao Ji bore the brunt of the scolding and was locked up, and he walked around the house in less than a meal. He began to think about how the harem concubines and his mother, how could they endure such boredom? Thinking of his father's angry and ugly face, he had a sour nose again, and he was crying on the bed.

When a child first started crying, all the adults coaxed him, and after a long time, he felt that it was unreasonable, and he did whatever he had to do. A child's emotions, which only work for a short period of time, are essentially an object, not a "human individual". So the adults ignored Zhao Ji and let him cry more and more fiercely, and when he was tired of crying, he could rest.

Zhao Ji had a weak physique, and he couldn't do this kind of thing lying on the ground crying for several hours, so he gave up struggling after a while. His eyes were red and swollen, and he sat on the bed, feeling heartbroken—but he didn't know how to die. He jumped out of bed and tried to bang his head against the wall, but it seemed too painful. And this sound attracted the attention of several maids, who hurriedly pushed the door in to check the situation: "His Royal Highness Duanwang, are you okay?"

Zhao Ji was so angry that they had to take care of what he did, but no one cared when he cried, so he jumped up from the ground and muttered: "You guys go out, I'm going to sleep!"

"Yes. ”

Zhao Ji felt very bored, and he didn't even have the right to commit suicide, which was too miserable. He apologized to his father, praised his musicianship, and gave him a whole grove to pick leaves to play with, and fruit to eat...... This fantasy is becoming more and more detached from reality, and every time an idea starts to drift, it means that people are going to start dreaming.

But Zhao Ji felt that something was wrong.

Although his ideas are very wild, for example, if he likes to think which palace maid sister is beautiful, he will arrange for her to go to his dream to adventure with him - but today, his thoughts flew into the air, and the sleepiness came suddenly, and it swept in, fast and fierce, and there was no time to dodge, not to mention that he was not in a good mood, and it was easier to lose sleep if he was in a bad mood, why was it that he couldn't hold back and fall asleep for such a short time-

When he awoke he was convinced that he was dreaming: he was not in bed, but on the eaves, and this was not the adventure he had been dreaming about?

He jumped halfway and stopped in mid-air.

He felt very uncomfortable and said to himself, "Can't you dream completely? This is my dream, why can't I do what I want?"

As a result, instead of falling, he rose even more, even backwards, as if time was being reversed in a dream.

Zhao Ji struggled for a while, but to no avail, he felt very impatient, so he simply closed his eyes, pulled his face, and said, "Wake up, wake up! What a dream, so uncomfortable!"

He heard laughter behind him: "Do you think you're dreaming?"