The little girl quickly scooped up a small spoonful of syrup from the pot, and then quickly kneaded the syrup upside down, stretched it long and pinched open, and inserted it into it with a thin tube, blowing and foaming, and the two little hands flew up and down, blowing and pinching, and in a moment, a fox that jumped out of life appeared, and when a few whiskers were pasted with brushing, it could be said to be vivid. Zhou Hui watched the fox take shape, hugged his stomach and laughed: "It's exactly the same as Shenluo!" Finally, the little girl thrust the stick into the fox's buttocks and handed it forward: "All right! Have you seen it? ”

Li Zesi always stared at it with good eyes, he knew very well that although this kind of small skill was just a carving insect, it was absolutely impossible to learn it in such a short period of time without special study and hard practice day and night. In a sense, it is no different from reading books and practicing martial arts, and any skill will not be born with it. He looked at Zhou Hui, he was so active when he slipped out just now, and now he is entangled in this kind of trivialities, are the nobles such poor and boring guys? Too much money to flirt with a little girl? He can't really want to learn to blow candy, he just wants to use money to smash people, right? I really shouldn't be grateful to be rescued by this kind of person......

Before he could finish thinking about it, he saw Zhou Hui's face filled with an unprecedented bright smile, revealing a fanatical look that would be unforgettable for anyone. In an instant, Li Zesi was so shocked that his thinking stopped. But what made him completely short circuit was still to come, he saw Zhou Hui reach out and pick up the spoon, and delicately scoop up a spoonful of syrup in the pot, at first it was only a clumsy temptation, followed by a gradual imitation, followed by more and more skillful practice, after several failed attempts but quickly made up for it, Zhou Hui's movements became decisive, eliminating hesitation, improving the wrong direction of effort, and correcting unhelpful redundancy. He didn't have the speed of a girl, but he swooped headlong into the right path, and after a brief last moment of closing his eyes and recalling, he finished his work - a cat.

Although the details are still rough and sketchy, he did not simply copy the girl's work, let alone reproduce the girl's steps, but learned the technique thoroughly! The girl and Li Zesi were dumbfounded. From different angles, with uniform frightened eyes, they stared at the unreliable young nobleman in front of them. Li Zesi felt something cold and piercing, crawling up from the bottom of his heart. It's so easy to learn...... How many days and nights of hard practice, painstaking mastery of the skill, so easily mastered by a completely ignorant outsider. For the first time, he understood why it was so easy for people to hate a wise person—for taking away their efforts, for trampling their own hard work like that.

No, the king of Wu in front of him, he is not a smart person at all. He is a "genius".

As soon as these two words came out, Li Zesi only felt dizzy. He witnessed the whole process with his own eyes, and Li Zesi knew that he had to believe that King Wu had indeed learned to blow candy from nothing. It's definitely not a coincidence, and it definitely won't be a one-time event. It's not scary for a person to know a lot of things, it's scary for him to be able to learn everything in an instant. Is this kind of outstanding genius actually a nobleman? How could genius come out of the aristocracy? Shouldn't they be wastes who don't distinguish between grains and grains, who are industrious, who are indulging in pleasures, and even if they are talented, they should have nothing but riding horses, archery, reading, and governing the country?

They may be heroes, but they should never be geniuses. Li Zesi felt a rush of hot blood in his body, which made him restless and at a loss, and Sui Zheng was trying to tell him something, but he didn't know, and he didn't want to know what it was. In order to suppress this uncontrollable emotion, he warns himself that it is just a candy blower. Just blow candy man! Carving insect skills!! Nothing useful!! As he silently roared to himself, the girl broke the silence with a cry of joy: "You! You're amazing!! ”

Her eyes had long since lost the initial fear, on the contrary, she jumped out from behind the cabinet and grabbed Zhou Hui's arm without shyness: "You want to show this to your father!" That's amazing! I've been studying for three years! Without the slightest mustard, not even the slightest jealousy, after the girl stuffed all the sugar people to Zhou Hui, she suddenly looked up into the distance and shouted, "Dad! Come on! The old man, whose hair was already mostly gray, was holding the dinner he bought for his daughter, looking at the sugar cat in Zhou Hui's hand silently, and listening to his daughter happily and hurriedly tell what had just happened. When his daughter finished speaking, he raised his head and said to King Wu, who was a cut above him and dressed in gorgeous and bright clothes: "Please forgive Xiaomin for disturbing your hearing, we will move away immediately, and you will not see us in the future." ”

Zhou Hui was waiting to hear the praise with joy, but this sentence surprised him: "Ah, why? I was just about to say that I would come to learn from my little sister tomorrow and learn again......" "No need." The old man interrupted him almost rudely, "You will, we can't do business on this street." Zhou Hui stayed there completely unexpectedly. The old man bowed his head and handed the dinner to his daughter: "I'll move tonight." The girl was also surprised: "Why? ”

The old man scolded loudly: "The rice bowl has been taught to outsiders, don't move and wait to drink the northwest wind!" He picked up his daughter, picked up the stall, and left without looking back, and when he was far away, he heard him teach his daughter very clearly: "Don't talk to those strange uncles in the future!" It's dangerous! Do you hear that? The girl could only struggle in the crook of her father's arm, throwing a sympathetic and nostalgic look at King Wu, who was still stunned in the local area.

Zhou Hui was still holding those sugar people in his hands, and after a long time, he realized that they had already gone away. At this time, the wonderful expression that shone with brilliance just now had disappeared, and King Wu's face became blank, and he looked at the sugar man who was beginning to melt in amazement, almost dragging the floor step by step, ready to leave. But as soon as he turned around, the road was blocked - Li Zesi stood in front of him and bowed humbly: "Your Highness, Engong, please accept the villain's worship." Zhou Hui was like being woken up from a dream, and he trembled suddenly, only to find that someone was blocking the way, and after recognizing it for a long time, he remembered that this was the quasi-death row prisoner he had just released, and he asked suspiciously: "You, haven't you been released?" There are also some baked cakes...... "That means, why are you still coming to me?"

Li Zesi took a deep breath, and he silently said to himself over and over again: "Once, just this time." Tell me what you'll see. “

His hand trembled softly again: "I want to repay you." The villain has nothing else to do, but to tell the fortune and want to give His Highness a divination. Zhou Hui smiled: "Forget the hexagram that will kill people?" Li Zesi smiled bitterly: "If you don't believe it, I won't have anything to handle, this is the villain's only skill." King Wu shook his head: "No, it's still not counted." I don't want to learn what you have, and then you'll lose it. ”

"If you can," Li Zesi stepped forward, "please take it." ”

He grabbed Zhou Hui's sleeve abruptly, and the latter, out of instinct, raised his head and looked into Li Zesi's eyes. In an instant, Zhou Hui felt that these eyes were like a whirlpool, and with an unprecedentedly powerful suction, he was involved in a storm from which he could not extricate himself. Countless images and worlds swept by in a frenzy, and the dazzling scenery shimmered like a kaleidoscope, unable to grasp, impossible to see, and unable to capture even the slightest afterimage. After passing through hundreds of millions of heart-shattering illusions, Zhou Hui seemed to be pushed hard, he staggered forward a few steps, and when he finally stood firm, he found that he had come to a place that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

It is full of pleasing furnishings, elegant calligraphy and paintings and exquisite utensils are stacked like mountains, and beautifully carved bookshelves and mirrors subtly divide the space and people's vision. It's beautiful here. It's exactly what the world is. Yes, exactly what I like the most. But where is this? Why does it look so familiar? When he looked up, he saw a gorgeous chandelier on the top, and above the lamp was a caisson with intricate patterns. …… It's my favorite pattern, the eight-petal big lotus, the lotus flower is coiled around the deformed stem honeysuckle pattern, and the large and beautiful triangular drapery. In the middle of the lotus, there is an unexpectedly embossed dragon, holding a crystal pearl, which seems a little abrupt and incongruous.

Beaulie, big pearl. Palace...... This is the Royal Palace! Paternal...... Royal Palace? Why, are all the things I like? Didn't my father hate all these fancy ornaments the most?

From the inside of the bookshelf, a low cry was heard. Zhou Hui unconsciously followed the cry and walked across the bookshelf: inside was the still exquisite dragon bed, which was also familiar and palpating. The tent was lowered, and several palace people knelt on the ground, hiding their faces and weeping. Is my father sick? Zhou Hui eagerly wanted to go over to look, but at this time, he felt that his steps were heavier than ever. Among the weeping palace people, someone whispered to the person next to him: "Your Majesty's ...... It seems to be ......"

"Don't talk nonsense!" The sobbing made the voice choppy, "Your Majesty...... It's going to be fine! ”

"But, the assassin's secret weapon is poisonous......"

"What about His Royal Highnesses? Where are they? "Humph! These ungrateful people! They are all gathering their men and horses, looking forward to His Majesty's death! Father! I'm here! I didn't gather any people! Father, have you been attacked by assassins? Who is the murderer? What happened to you? There was movement on the bed, and a face was revealed.

Zhou Hui finally moved his steps, he approached, but he suddenly found that it was not his father's face!

Instead...... Instead, it looks like ...... The dying old man sighed and said clearly, "Fifty-seven years...... I, Zhou Hui, finally don't have to be the emperor......"

Zhou Hui? He said his name was Zhou Hui?! He said he was the emperor?!!

Wu Wang Zhou Hui looked at himself with his mouth open, and slowly propped up his upper body, revealing an absolutely familiar sly smile, which was the expression he often saw in the mirror: "Guess, who did I write on the edict of succession?" There is a prize for guessing correctly. The cry of the palace people suddenly increased: "We don't guess! Your Majesty, don't play, we don't guess! The old man Zhou Hui shook his head tiredly: "You guys are really boring." Forget it, they can't guess anyway, and you can't guess either. ”

He instructed one of these people: "Xiaomin, don't you know how to play the flute?" Go and get the flute, I want to learn. ”

Xiao Min cried and brought the flute over, and the tone was so sad that it almost tore people's hearts apart. The dying Zhou Hui didn't have enough breath to blow a sound, he just followed Xiao Min's movements and began to skillfully press the flute's pores. Wu Wang Zhou Hui watched from the side, he clearly knew that he had already started, and it would take a while, a little more time to practice, and he would be able to play a decent tune...... Suddenly, there was a clanging of footsteps and armor as they crept through the corridor of the book, and finally, someone toppled the last barrier, and the heavy calligraphy and paintings rained down on the ground, and the young voice mercilessly drowned out the flute: "See Father!" ”

Wu Wang Zhou Hui turned his head suddenly, and just as he was about to see the face of the prince who broke through the door, another violent whirlwind dragged him out of that bleak world and threw him on the side of reality. The huge strength made Zhou Hui have a splitting headache, and he fell forward headlong, but fortunately he was supported by a pair of arms. It took him a long time before he came to his senses and found that he had been placed by Li Zesi by the wall, sitting there panting with his mouth open, and his feet were full of crumbling sugar slag.

It was a long time before he could get his eyes in focus correctly. Zhou Hui was still thinking about the prince who actually took advantage of his father's dying situation to break into the palace by force, he wanted to see who it was, but no matter how he looked at Li Zesi's eyes this time, he could only find in frustration that it was just an ordinary pair of black and white handsome eyes, and there was nothing else special. The owner of the eyes was staring at him and asked him, "What do you see?" ”

Zhou Hui waited for Li Zesi to repeat it three times before he removed his eyes, looked into the distance from the latter's shoulder, and whispered: "I saw something nasty......" Before Li Zesi could ask, Zhou Hui was already muttering to himself as if he was in a trance: "Fifty-seven years...... How is this possible...... "Of course, Li Zesi is the second monk and can't figure it out: fifty-seven years? What does this mean? But in front of him, King Wu clearly had an out-of-body expression, and finally after a round of nonsense, he turned to his side and asked in an empty and questioning tone, "Are you right?" ”

Still didn't allow Li Zesi to answer, and King Wu's self-question, which was almost like a whisper, hit the mystician like thunder: "Of course not...... It is impossible to be accurate...... How could I be an emperor......"