"Xiaolian, what do you mean?" Back in the palace, Lin Sixing asked.

Although Lin Sixing was not disgusted by the occasional outing that was dragged out of the city, he still didn't understand the significance of filial piety.

"The students were not in the temple for a while, and the source of the news was also lagging behind." Xiaolian changed his name this time, because what he said next might cause Lin Sixing's dissatisfaction.

"Huh?"

"But the student still knows that Your Majesty is inferior to your slain brother in many ways." Filial piety and bluntness.

No one likes people who tell the truth, and Lin Sixing hates to compare him with Lin Haoyan even more. Lin Sixing frowned slightly, but he still controlled his emotions, and he motioned for Xiaolian to continue.

"But now, Your Majesty has finally surpassed your brother a little." Hyo-ryong explained.

Lin Sixing was not satisfied with this answer, but fortunately, this way of answering did not make him angry. As Xiaolian said, even if Lin Sixing doesn't like to be compared with Lin Haoyan, this time Xiaolian's evaluation is not so annoying.

Yes, he is not as eloquent as Lin Haoyan, and he is not as talented as Lin Haoyan, but didn't the Lu Wang Ye incident happen when Lin Haoyan was under the rule? Lin Haoyan didn't notice the problems, the things that didn't be solved, but he did it, and when Xiaolian said this, Lin Sixing really felt a sense of pride.

He may be inferior to Lin Haoyan in all aspects, but it doesn't mean that he can't do better than him. Lin Sixing felt that Xiaolian was thinking about himself, and his heart warmed, and he suddenly felt a little guilty about the dissatisfaction with Xiaolian in his heart before.

"There is one more point, Your Majesty will know later." After Xiaolian finished speaking, he retired, and Lin Sixing did not stop him.

When Xiaolian returned to the room, the junior brother Feng Yu had not yet fallen asleep, and Feng Yu's eyes were erratic, obviously having something on his mind.

"If there's anything you want to ask, just say it." Xiaolian moved a stool and sat down opposite Fengyu.

"Senior brother, why do you want to ......" Feng Yu wanted to ask why Xiaolian wanted to do things for Lin Sixing, but he still took it back halfway through the words.

"It's very simple, eat other people's soft mouths and take other people's hands short." Even if it was only halfway through the words, it did not affect Xiaolian's answer at all.

"Senior brother!" Feng Yu is not a fool either, and he will not be prevaricated by such simple words.

Fengyu has also been following Xiaolian these days, although he has not attracted much attention like a transparent person, Xiaolian has always been the focus of the audience. But Feng Yu has also witnessed a series of things that have happened these days, and he has never questioned Xiao Lian's ability, but Feng Yu doesn't know why Xiao Lian really looks like he is planning for Lin Sixing.

Even if Lin Haoyan is not a Ming Jun, he is also a hero, but Lin Sixing is nothing more than a self-righteous fool who can only play with authority. No matter how you look at it, Lin Sixing is not a master worthy of allegiance.

"Fengyu, who are we?" Xiaolian asked rhetorically.

“…… Student? Feng Yu thought for a moment, and he replied.

"No, since we came out of the academy with the letter of recommendation from our master, our status has been that of courtiers." Hyo-ryong corrected Bong-woo's answer.

"But ......"

"Huh?"

"The master said, good ministers choose the master." Feng Yu still insisted on the Master's teachings.

"The master also said that good days are beautiful because of their beauty." Xiaolian said disdainfully.

The world's good days, beautiful scenery, appreciation, and joy are difficult to combine.

That is to say, good days and beautiful scenery, where is it so easy to match, and how can you harshly use the word "pick".

The same is true of the Ming Lord, how many masters of the world can there be, how to demand a "choice"?

Lin Sixing is stupid, but he still represents the orthodoxy of the Lanhe Empire, and Xiaolian has absolute self-confidence and supports the right path. Compared to the Zhao family, as well as those traitors who don't know whether to regret it or are immersed in the hallucinogenic feeling of the Ripping Earth King and failed to get out, Lin Sixing is the best choice no matter how he looks at it.

The Zhao family is a fool who is arrogant and arrogant, and Lin Sixing is a fool who is willing to listen to himself.

Well, fools, they're all fools. Xiao Lian said to himself.

"Senior brother, we can't help the abuse!" Feng Yu also wanted to persuade filial piety.

"What is crepe?" Xiaolian asked rhetorically, and then replied to himself, "The troubled times are coming, the troubled times are not nourishing crepe, the troubled times are treacherous, fierce, ambitious and wise, let justice drink the northwest wind!" ”

"Senior brother! That's not how the Master taught! Feng Yu tried his best to dissuade him.

"Fengyu, we don't want to do things all day long, Master, Master, didn't teach you what to eat today, let alone when to solve the problem, we are independent individuals, we have to have our own thoughts." Filial piety.

"It's because I have my own mind that I don't want to see you, senior brother, fall like this." Feng Yu shook his head.

"Fallen? Hahaha! Hyo-ryong stood up, and he tore open the curtains of the room, but there was no bright light.

"Look, what is the Fall? The stars in the sky or the tranquil capital? How do you know what depravity is when you live here? Outside, people fight for a little power, and they forget the responsibility and glory of being human! Soon, when the war broke out, even the crows on the tree's ends would suffer; People will fight each other for a little food, and even eat their own kind, and this is the depravity! Filial piety and honesty spoke passionately.

"If you're going to accuse me of 'depravity', do you know that the smoothie you're eating is an incomparably luxurious dessert for many people, and we're all 'depraved'." Hyo-ryong continued.

Feng Yu hurriedly put down the bowl of smoothie mixed with juice in his hand, which was the ice cube left over from last winter. These days, he followed Xiaolian in and out of the court, and gradually got used to this kind of life. After all, no one dares to question why the now hot filial piety always has to bring a follower.

"That's not ......what I mean," Feng Yu explained a little weakly.

"What's the difference?" Xiaolian smiled and asked, "Aren't thieves who steal property and thieves who steal lives both thieves?" ”

"Nope! It's not the same! "Feng Yu always can't talk about his senior brother.

"Then you can prove it to me." Hyo-ryong turned around and unceremoniously scooped up the leftover smoothie directly from Bongyu's bowl with his own spoon and ate it.

"I ......" Feng Yu had nothing to say for a while.

"You lost the bet before, didn't you?" Xiaolian suddenly talked about the previous incident.

"Yes." Feng Yu obediently admitted.

"You'll do what I ask, right?" Xiaolian looked at Feng Yu with a smile.

"Hmm......" Feng Yu replied softly.

Happy White Day

(End of chapter)