King Mu's cronies and eunuchs are thin and mediocre, but the standard hooked nose is impressive.

In a flash of inspiration, I recalled that in the early spring of that year, Zhou Wei put me in the same iron cage as a tiger in order to punish me, and the moment the tiger pounced on me in the middle of the night, a dazzling fire scared the tiger away, and at the same time saved my life.

And the eunuch who handed me the torch was such a face. I completely regarded him as my savior, and I remember him very well.

I was a little excited, looked at King Mu and said, "I want to come." ”

King Mu smiled faintly, took a sip of the hot tea in front of him, and did not speak.

"Then why haven't I seen you before?" I looked at the eunuch and asked. In fact, I'm already a regular visitor to the Shoro Temple.

This eunuch, your personality doesn't seem to be cheerful, but you just looked at me and didn't speak, and then turned your eyes to King Mu.

At this time, King Mu explained: "He has been doing errands for me outside the palace before, and he has only come back in the past few days. ”

"Oh." I nodded.

King Mu looked at the eunuch and said, "Bai Lian, you can take someone down, you don't need to serve here." ”

The palace people were gone, and King Mu said while picking up vegetables for me: "You are not comfortable next to them, so let's have a good meal." ”

I smiled and said deliberately: "Thank you, Lord Xie......"

"Thank you?" He looked sideways at me, "If you really want to thank you, why don't you go into the dormitory with me?" There was a hint of provocation in his eyes, a bewilderment.

I glanced sideways at him and buried my head in eating.

After eating, King Mu personally sent me back to the Beast Palace.

Zhou Wei is reviewing the twists and turns, he is not in a good mood every time he deals with political affairs, and it is common for palace people to be beaten and scolded.

This time was no exception, he was buried in the pile of twists and turns, frowning and locking, looking like he was scratching his heart and liver.

As soon as he saw me come back, his anger was instantly ignited, and he glared angrily, "You're fucking tired of life, aren't you?" How did you come back! ”

I was just about to speak, but King Mu had already walked out from behind me, and he said in a gentle tone: "Brother Huang, why are you so angry? ”

He bowed to Zhou Wei, got up and said, "After Father-in-law Qing returned to the palace, I invited him to my palace to help out." I didn't want to miss the royal brother's errand, and the courtier's brother came to make amends, but what can I do for the royal brother? ”

When Zhou Wei heard King Mu say this, his face gradually softened a lot, and he pushed the folds on the case in front of King Mu, and said in annoyance: "It's these things, endless!" ”

King Mu picked up the twists and turns, looked carefully, his handsome and heavy eyes flowed between the lines, and his expression was focused and not happy or sad.

After reading it, his expression was stunned for a moment, as if he was pondering something. Soon, he picked up a pen and wrote quickly on rice paper.

I was standing far away and couldn't see what he had written. But from his eyes, I seemed to see a picture of the prosperous era, and the flying strokes gave birth to a line of strategies for governing the country.

Such a man is the best choice for the emperor. How can he not be obsessed?

He handed the written words to Zhou Wei to read, and Zhou Wei immediately clapped his hands in amazement and praise after reading it. Zhou Wei couldn't help but read it again, but this second time he was silent.

After a long time, Zhou Wei's eyes became a little deep, and he said: "You are indeed much more suitable for this position than me." ”

As soon as these words came out, King Mu and I were shocked.

King Mu immediately expressed his heart: "The younger brother will never dare to be delusional, and I hope that the imperial brother will not say such a joke again." If the royal brother agrees, the younger brother will stay away from the government in the future and vow not to interfere. ”

"Where's the word!" Zhou Wei said: "You and I have had a deep relationship since childhood, if you can't even trust you, I'm afraid that there will be no trustworthy person in this world." ”

"Brother Xie Huang is considerate."

I just watched from the sidelines, and my heart was already beating wildly, did Zhou Wei feel it, or did it deliberately try? Did he really believe or did he act falsely?

Maybe King Mu also has the same questions in his heart as me, but we don't know the answers.

At dinner, Zhou Wei neither looked for a beautiful woman to accompany her, nor listened to songs and dances, but ate and drank alone, which was too abnormal.

"Bring the wine!" He slammed the empty flask on the table.

He had already drunk a pot of wine, but who dared to persuade him, so I could only obediently bring another pot of wine and put it in front of him.

He glanced sideways at the flask, looked up at me again, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the hem of my garment, and exclaimed, "Why don't you fucking persuade me?" Well? Are you glad that I am defeated? ”

Forehead...... It's not okay to talk too much, it's wrong for this Nima not to persuade! Let no one live!

I hurriedly explained: "No, Your Majesty, the slave knows that you have a good amount of wine, but you don't need to persuade you for a pot." ”

He sneered, and as soon as Kong Wu's powerful arm pulled hard, I fell on the chair next to him, and he said, "You come to drink with me, and death will pull you along." ”

I'm speechless, necrotic he counts.

Under his coercion, I was forced to drink a glass, which was so strong that I felt my entire esophagus be hot when I drank it.

He applauded: "Okay, come again!" After that, he added another glass for me.

I clutched my chest, frowned and said uncomfortably: "The slave is too strong to drink, so I can't drink with the emperor......"

"Who told you to drink just wine, come, eat more vegetables."

He asked someone to bring a few dishes to me, I took a look and found that they were all my favorite food, it seems that in the past two years, not only do I know him, but he also understands me.

I ate some food and barely drank another glass, I had never drunk such a strong wine before, and I felt dizzy after just two glasses.

"You say, am I the faint king?" Zhou Wei raised his head and drank a glass of wine, and suddenly asked me.

I looked at him carefully and found that his face was ruddy, his eyes were foggy, and he was really drunk.

I'm a little confused now, but I'm not so confused, and I immediately shook my head: "No." ”

He suddenly pinched my cheek, tugged at me, and complained, "You are dishonest! ”

I didn't speak, I turned my eyes to the palace people waiting next to me, gave them a look, and let them out.

Zhou Wei drank too much at this time, and if he said something that shouldn't be said, it would be very troublesome for these palace people to stay here.

"Am I the Faint King?" Zhou Wei is still obsessed with this issue.

I think it's probably because he was stimulated by King Mu during the day, and King Mu is the best brother for him, yes, but he is also a dangerous existence.

A person who is better than him everywhere is like a sharp blade buried under his feet, and there is the possibility of destruction at any time.

But now for me, I can neither say that he is a faint king, nor lie, I can only remain silent.

Fortunately, he didn't have to ask for an answer this time, and after raising his head and taking a drink, his eyes gradually became fierce: "I know that many people are scolding me behind my back, but so what?!" He slammed the glass down.

"When they see me, they still have to bow their heads and salute, I want the wind to be windy, to be rainy, to have their heads, they have to die, this is the emperor!" He roared loudly, his eyes scarlet.

"From childhood to adulthood, there is not a day that they have not stopped scolding me, incompetent, waste, stupid!"

"I can't recite a thousand articles a day like Lao Qi, and I'm not like Lao Jiu's mouthful, yes, I'm not as good as anyone! But my flying spear and arrow have never missed the target, the sword-wielding hand grinds out blood, and the bones of the horse have never hurt when I break the bones, why can't my father see it?! Why is it that writing essays and poems is learning, and dancing with guns and sticks is discouragement? ! ”

His words didn't just seem to be saying to me, but more like confiding in his heart and venting his inner emotions.

"The queen mother said that I have to change, like the seventh brother to learn, even if I pretend to make my father like me, I have to recite poetry to be right, I have to be full of economy, she said that as long as I change it, I will not be scolded as a waste fool, I can only pretend, pretend to love poetry, pretend to disdain the art of weapons and war, and pretend to be the same as them."

"But, I don't pretend to be like it, I still hate reading and writing, I still have itchy hands when I see swords, guns and halberds, so the queen mother will punish me, it hurts......"

He suddenly looked at me: "Qingyang, do you know how painful it is to be cut off a piece of meat......"

I was stunned, couldn't believe what he was saying, and stared at him.

He let out a wry laugh: "You still don't believe it." As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves.

The moment I saw his arm, I was dumbfounded, one, two, three!

There are three deep scars that are one finger long, and the edges of the scars are very messy, and they really look like scissors cut.

I was dumbfounded and speechless.

He pulled down his sleeves and said lightly: "It wasn't that long when I was a child." ”

Before today, I would never believe that I would be heartbroken for Zhou Wei, but at this moment, I am really sad in my heart, just because of him.

A father who values literature over martial arts, and a mother who pleases his father wholeheartedly.

As a child, he must turn his back on his preferences and pretend to like what he hates, and if his performance is not satisfactory, he will be punished "harshly" by his own mother.

Do you know how painful it hurts to have a piece of meat cut off......

I seem to have forgiven him a little, because I figured out one thing, in fact, Zhou Wei's character is indeed flawed, to put it bluntly, he has mental illness.

Since childhood, his personality has been suppressed, and he has tried hard to play another person, and the child's rebellious heart has become more and more intense but has nowhere to vent, so he can only endure and precipitate in his heart day by day, until there are some distorted lesions in his psychology.

After his mother's death, no one forced him anymore. But he had taken his mother's word and believed that the sacrifice would be good for him.

He decided to play it until he became the supreme emperor, until no one dared to dictate to him.

The more depressed his heart is, the more he yearns for a freewheeling life, loves novelty and excitement, but has a strong desire, and he needs a greater sense of depression to control himself.

Until the old emperor died, he sat on the coveted golden dragon throne. He finally doesn't have to play who he suppresses anymore, and he can finally unleash the demon in his heart that has been stirring for years without impunity!