Chapter Forty-Nine: I'm a Crazy Man
Haoguang illuminated the courtyard as bright as day, and Emperor Zhaoyuan stared at the center of this brilliant light source, but his face was still sinking like water-
"Why did you change your mind now that you didn't want to see each other at first? Could it be that pretending to be a gesture and being mysterious is the hospitality of the untamed son? β
Behind the brocade screen, the man held a folding fan and smiled softly, "Ha...... It seems that such a conjecturing remark should not come from the mouth of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme Son of Heaven? β
Emperor Zhaoyuan glanced at the figure, his face was cold, "The Son of Heaven is in charge of all the people on behalf of the heavens, balancing rewards and punishments, deciding justice, and having his own way of judging and balancing in his heart, how can he say a word to his heart?" β
"Hahahaha...... A good balance of rewards and punishments, and a decision on justice! β
Qinglang's laughter was like the voice of heaven and man, but with undisguised arrogance and sharpness, "Since the Holy Son of Heaven has such majesty, why do you come to beg me, a person from outside the party?" β
"If it's really a person from outside the square, how can you boast about Haikou, the Tao is something that is difficult for you to solve in the world?!"
Emperor Zhaoyuan sneered, and there was a hint of ruthlessness and depth in his eyebrows, "You let the world's sorcerers bend their knees to you for advice, it was originally Jiang Taigong fishing, and those who wish to take the bait - your plan is not small, why do you want to be a master in the world in front of me?" β
After he said that, he turned around and left, "I came here, but I was disappointed - the rumored and exhausted son of everything is just a coy person. This trip was in vain. β
"Wait."
The boy stopped him.
"It turns out that Your Majesty is here just to argue with me?!"
A sneer sounded, and the young man was unceremoniously, with a sneering smile in his voice, "I returned in a hurry, but you think I was deliberately slacking off, so careless, ......what do I really worry about?"
He dragged out his voice, his voice was as crisp as a beautiful jade pearl, but it was mean, "I'm really worried about when your world will be destroyed overnight because of your spirit!" β
When Xue Wen heard this, his face was already pale, and he secretly shouted in his heart - these two are arrogant people, and they really met Mai Mang like this!
I'm miserable......
He stiffened his head and coughed dryly, and tried his best to ease up: "This is also a misunderstanding, the two of them almost missed each other, but they finally caught up, isn't it fate?" It seems too extreme to be obsessed with the battle of words, so why not talk about business? β
Emperor Zhaoyuan was silent, but the prince of Wu Fei let out a chuckle, the meaning was unknown, "You, a courtier, are a good talent to persuade and fight, and if you marry three wives and four concubines in the future, he can also persuade and ease, which is really good!" β
"It's- it's a real joke, it's a joke!"
Xue Wen didn't pay attention to the fact that the fire of war actually burned on him, and his face turned red when he was said for a while, and he laughed twice, but he sighed secretly in his heart: This unpretentious son is really as sharp as a legend, and people can't stand it!
As if he couldn't hear the meaning of the words, he let out a long laugh and continued: "How can I make fun of it? I'm talking very seriously - not only will he have a wife and concubine, but in case Your Majesty **...... That uneven rain and dew caused a storm, as long as you send a courtier to talk about it, you will definitely be able to calm down the conflict - with such a good talent, I am really envious. β
Let me die Xue Wen was dizzy by what he said, and the more he listened, the more unspeakable he became, and in his heart, he heard Emperor Zhaoyuan smile softly, "Your proposal also makes sense." β
Yes......?!
He's not angry?!
Xue Wen peeked and saw that Emperor Zhaoyuan's face had returned to normal, as if he had just made a thunderous masterpiece, but he was just hallucinating.
As if sensing Xue Wen's gaze, he glanced over here and added, "When my ** concubine fights noisily, Xue Qing will come in handy." β
Good...... What a cold joke!
Xue Wen only felt that his eyes were dark, but he was cold with goosebumps from this joke that didn't look like a joke, and there was a wail in his heart-
Two immortals, you are good, don't play with me......!
"Hahahaha......"
The boy unfolded the folding fan, and with a light wave, he looked lively and was not afraid of the height of the riverbank, although it was just a vague silhouette, between every move, it was an indescribable peerless elegance-
"For the sake of your interesting subordinates, I don't care about the rudeness of you and the othersβbefore begging me, come according to the old rules, right?"
Without waiting for Emperor Zhaoyuan to reflect, he began to ask him the first and only question-
"What would you do if there was one thing that the world agreed with and the destiny of heaven did not disobey, and you resolutely refused to allow it?"
He asked his questions word by word, which sounded ethereal, but in his tone, there was an indescribable complexity.
At this moment, it was as if the entire courtyard and pavilion sensed his unusual aura, and instantly froze, and even the flying flowers and leaves stopped in mid-airβ
What would you do if there was one thing that the world agreed with and the destiny of Heaven did not disobey, but you resolutely refused to allow it?
This question was loud and sound, and it was just in front of Emperor Zhaoyuan.
Simple, yet elusive.
What's the problem?
Xue Wen was dumbfounded, he thought he would ask about the general trend of the world, or the strategy for the sorcerer, but he didn't expect the prince to ask this strange question.
Without waiting for him to think about it, Emperor Zhaoyuan spoke, his voice was low, but it echoed in people's ears-
"As long as I have a breath left, this will definitely not happen!"
This sentence is plain and simple, but it is broken gold and jade, and the domineering majesty is naturally natural, which makes people look at it in horror.
"Good...... Very good! β
The boy laughed, sounding very pleasant, but then he listened to the brush, he closed the page, and said coldly: "I'm drunk and sleepy, go ......"
"The Ming Dynasty intended to ...... Hold the piano! β
With the last three words spit lightly, the light disappeared in an instant, and everything returned to darkness.