General Wu, who was blown off his leg, was able to get the attention of His Royal Highness the King of Jin, and he also came to the camp to visit the sick in person, and all the soldiers and generals were envious. Only Xia Chuqi, who was taking care of his injuries, was panicked, but the reason for it had to be regarded as not knowing.

After returning from the Shenji Camp, Zhao Zun went to the post house.

The post house courtyard is a three-entry courtyard in the north and south columns, and the Huatang of the main house has become his temporary meeting hall.

Xia Chuqi had already changed into her work clothes at this time. Dressed in a blue-black straight jacket, a Luo hat, a pair of cloth shoes, and a cloth belt around his waist, he dressed as a traditional servant, standing beside Zhao Zhu, and officially became the servant of the Jin prince.

Zhao Zhu's face was cold, and he was frowning and deploying the fortification on the border of Una Country.

There are about a dozen military academies below, all of them sitting upright, silent and silent.

What made Xia Chuqi depressed was that there were fruit plates on the table in front of them, and the fruity smell was about to hook out all the worms in her stomach, but she could only stand motionless, letting her belly 'gurgle'.

No way, she signed the deed of sale and became his person.

No, he became his house slave.

Feudal society really has no human rights!

She swallowed pitifully, pinched her fingers from time to time, rubbed her palms, and felt that time was slower than a turtle crawling.

Finally, when her legs and feet were about to be sore, the "Leng Yan" read the "Novel YBDU King" glanced at her faintly.

Her eyes lit up.

Don't you look at her pitiful and let her nibble on two fruits, right?

Sure enough, if the nature of the slut can be changed, the basket can also cover the sea. Zhao Slut only pointed to his shoulder, glanced at her, and then turned his head to discuss the plan with his generals, where does he care if he lives or dies? Xia Chuqi was so angry that he took a deep breath and greeted the ancestors of his Zhao family a few times before putting his hands on him and kneading them for him.

But in my heart, that grievance.

She is a talent at the beginning of the summer.

Medical, military, tactical...... She can do it all.

Didn't he find out?

Did he buy her back just to do this kind of menial work of a slave?

kept pinching, kneading, kneading, she couldn't wait to remove his shoulder, their military meeting was finally over, as the dozen or so generals with swords and armor withdrew from Huatang, Zhao Zhu seemed to be tired, lazily leaned on the Nanguan hat chair, took a sip of the tea handed by Zheng Erbao, closed his eyes and raised his mind, it seemed that he had long forgotten that she was such a number one person.

Xia Chuqi's face was black, and he couldn't hold it back.

"Hey!"

didn't open his eyes, Zhao Zun's voice was tired and hoarse, "Call Lord." ”

Grinding her teeth secretly for a moment, she lowered her soften, "Master." ”

"Hmm." Zhao Slut seemed to be satisfied, and said lightly, "Little slave, do you have something to ask?" ”

Xia Chuqi was not very accustomed to this new name of heavy taste, and first shook off a layer of goosebumps on his body before snorting heavily, "I want to know, what do you need me to do for you by doing so many things and forcing me to sign the deed of sale?" ”

Zhao Jun asked in a low voice, "Aren't you doing it?" ”

"Pinch your shoulders? Massage? Xia Chuqi raised his voice, "I said, you're not mistaken, right?" My dignified ...... Is this the only use value? ”

His gaze slanted over, and the bottom of his bottomless eyes had a familiar sneer.

"Or else? Sleep with you? ”

Dregs! Dregs! Dregs!

Xia Chuqi was annoyed, but he deeply understood that if he wanted to deal with a slut, he had to be cheaper than him. The corners of her mouth hooked a flirtatious evil smile, she bent a pair of watery eyes, lowered her head and approached him, "Master, in fact, what I am best at is not massage, but ......" deliberately dragged it out without finishing, and when he looked at it suspiciously, she wiped his ear with her lips and sighed, "I read that day that you wrote about Pinxiao's whistle, and I am also an expert......"

She smiled, her dark pupils full of childishness.

However, in that childishness, there is maturity, cunning, and cunning that does not match her age.

Such a bold woman, how could Zhao Zhu have ever seen it?

As soon as his face darkened, he heard the neighing of horses outside. Soon, in the sonorous sound of the armor, the word "report" came loudly, and then, a person walked in quickly, first gave a set of false courtesy, and then presented an official document sealed with fire paint.

"Your Highness, eight hundred miles urgently, the holy decree has arrived!"

When you are outside, there will be less courtesy.

kneeling to receive the holy decree and sending away the envoy, Zhao Bottle ordered Zheng Erbao to carefully open the lacquer mouth and unfold the holy decree of Huang Chengcheng inside, "Fengtian carrier, the emperor said: Zhao Zun, the nineteenth son of the emperor, is talented, courageous, wise, and dedicated." Gai with 300,000 troops into the una like no one, the imperial control of the thieves, smash their bandits, go up to the security of the community, comfort the people of Li, I am ......very peaceful"

Xia Chuqi stood beside him and watched seven, seven, eight, eight.

In addition to the large number of official remarks praising Zhao Zhu's achievements, there is only one key point -- let him return to Beijing to report on his work on the same day.

This is already the second decree of revocation.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Zhu handed the holy decree to Zheng Erbao for storage, and he sat on a rosewood Arhat chair near the window, and sat up with a tired expression.

The air in the hall is cold and silent, and you can feel it on the seventh day of summer.

However, the big things of the heavenly family don't seem to have much to do with her, although she eats his family's food for the time being.

After a long time, I suddenly heard his deep voice, "Little slave." ”

was named, Xia Chuqi was stunned, "Yes." ”

Zhao Zhu frowned slightly, waved his hand at the other people, and waited for them to retreat before letting her come forward.

"Master is here to test you."

Test her? Pouting his lips, Xia Chuqi made a light "um" sound, and he didn't have much energy in his mouth.

He asked lightly, "There is a majestic mountain, and the beasts on the mountain all want to be the unique beast king. For this reason, they were divided into various factions, killing each other, and making a scandalous scene. If you are also a beast of prey in this mountain, with a jackal in front and a tiger in the back, how should you deal with yourself? ”

Hey, that's a good example......

After thinking about it, she smiled lightly: "Master, if you don't want to be the beast of the beastmaster, how can you choose?" ”

Zhao Zhu glanced at her, "What's the explanation?" ”

Xia Chuqi bent his lips slightly, and his bright eyes had a treacherous light.

"From ancient times to the present, only those who hold the power in the palm of their hands have the right to speak. For example, you are not stupider than you, nor are you stronger than me, in the final analysis, it is not that I am not as powerful as you, and you are not as good as you have soldiers and generals, so I ended up in this fate. ”

After a pause, seeing that he didn't say anything with a black face, she slowly pulled her lips away, "There is something you must know better than me." Since ancient times, the royal family has been like a monarch and a minister...... The birds are all gone, and the good bow is hidden; The cunning rabbit dies, and the lackeys cook. ”

"Bold!"

Zhao Zhu's face changed, his brows frowned slightly, and he stared at her coldly.

Xia Chuqi raised his chin slightly and looked at him as well.

His eyes were deep, complex, and so incomprehensible that she didn't know if she had made the right shot.

Didn't he want a good reason to seize the throne?

After looking at each other for a moment, Zhao Zhu's cold face eased, closed his eyes, and leaned his head on the pillow.

"Go down, don't say anything like this in the future."

"Oh......"

Xia Chuqi glared at him hatefully, and bared his teeth hard, but he suddenly opened his eyes and looked over, and her expression froze on her face. Fortunately, he seemed to be accustomed to her disrespectful eyes, and only held his temples and gave orders slowly.

"Go out and tell Zheng Erbao, find Sun Zhengye and hand over my medical case to the military post to deliver it to the Beijing Division. It is said that the king led the troops to run for a long time, physically and mentally ill, and it was difficult to heal, although he was willing to try his best to return, but he was not able to do his best, and he had to bear the emperor's holy grace, and after returning to Beijing, he would ask for sin. ”

Yawen Crepe said a lot, and Xia Chuqi heard something - he wanted to pretend to be sick and stay in Qinggangyi.

But is he too calculating, or does he really not want to fight for the throne?

In history, was there a prince who didn't want to be an emperor?

Xia Chuqi replied stupidly, although he knew that he didn't seem to be in a good mood, he couldn't help but ask.

"What about my fool? Now I can see him, right? ”

After a moment of silence, Zhao Tuo looked at him coldly, "Xu is a fool, can you settle down?" ”

After thinking about it for a while, she hooked her lips wickedly, grabbed a pear in the fruit bowl that had been tempted for a long time, took a bite and chewed it fiercely, lowered her head, and approached his face with a smile, and her tongue was fragrant.

"Off, you, fart, thing!"

Zhao Zun lowered his face and drank coldly, "Plum." ”

Meizi, who was waiting outside the house, soon walked in, "Master." ”

He didn't look at Xia Chuqi, he only waved his hand coldly.

"Take her!"

Chong Meizi, who was trembling with fright, squeezed her eyes, and Xia Chuqi slowly retreated.

Walking to the door of Huatang, she subconsciously glanced back at the noble and indifferent man who was leaning on the Luohan chair. At this moment, the faint halo of light shining through the window happened to his side, bathing his whole body in a strange atmosphere. Half of his face is noble and noble, half of his face is gloomy and cold -- and what stands out in the contradiction seems to be a kind of helplessness under the fall of imperial power.

It's as if he is a lonely person who has been bullied.

------Off topic------

The name of General Chen who broke his leg has been changed by me because he committed the taboo of General Chen Daniu...... Hahaha, the surname Chen is not very good.

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Thank you for your beautiful and affectionate aunts for loving me with your fire-like enthusiasm.

The crowd (angry!) ): Kick you away, our fire-like enthusiasm is for the Nineteenth Master, who cares about you? Narcissist.

Erjin (already in the air): Ah, no, skirts, my red pants.

Crowd (surprise!) ): Hey, are you possessed by the Nineteenth Master?

Erjin (face on the ground): Let's listen to the next decomposition-