Shen Yetong looked at Mu Leizhe's hesitant expression, combined with Murray Leyu and the matter of the second prince, he could probably guess what Mu Leizhe was thinking, so he said:

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this, speaking of which, have you prepared for the afternoon class?"

"Huh? Of course, I'm almost done with this month's lessons! Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and said casually, although I don't know why Shen Yetong suddenly chatted until the afternoon, but after all, it was idle chatting, and I didn't think about it so much.

"So fast?" Shen Yetong asked teasingly.

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Campus time is always happy and short, a week flies by, the demon hunt is imminent, and the political scene is surging.

Shen Yetong stood in front of the mirror and straightened the long purple hair tied at the back of his head, the lilac fabric of his clothes and pants was smooth and elastic, lining Shen Yetong's five-year-old little body neatly. A pair of big purple eyes are covered by high-tech sunglasses, and he is carrying his bags and is ready to go.

Shen Yetong looked at himself in the mirror with a serious face.

The information that the teacher confided in class was incomplete, and she missed a very important piece of information in particular.

After the Demon Hunt ends, the top 10 teams in the scoring can make a condition to the Emperor, and according to the rules and contracts passed down from the ancestors, the Emperor needs to meet them unconditionally.

Even if it's - killing.

Although, in general, except for crazy people, normal people would not make such excessive demands.

This is a problem that has been handed down from the ancestors, in addition to this, the system of Qi Tianguo has a lot of references to feudal autocracy, although great improvements have been made, but its root problems can never be avoided.

Exploitation, corruption, disregard for human life......

The rights and interests defended by all the systems always point to the royal power - not Shen Huailing as a person, but as the emperor.

Although Shen Huailing is cunning and fickle, cruel and vicious, he has to admit that he is not a tyrant, let alone a faint king.

At least, in this chaotic officialdom, he still maintained the stable operation of the Qi Heavenly Kingdom, ensured the most basic food and clothing for every ordinary person at the grassroots level, gave every child at the bottom the opportunity to cultivate and receive education, and greatly raised the average life expectancy and cultivation realm of the people of the Qi Heavenly Kingdom.

When she first came to this world, she followed a private visit to Weifu and saw it with her own eyes - and even because of this, she once gave Shen Huailing a very high evaluation.

In the 21st century, there are still refugees who do not have enough to eat, do not have enough clothes, and are harassed by politicians and arms every day.

But even if Shen Huailing worked so hard, under the contract set by the first five emperors of the Qi Heavenly Kingdom with absolute strength, the problems of the system and historical roots could not be changed by him as a young emperor no matter what.

It has also become a medium for people with bad intentions to gain personal gain.

The children in the kindergarten class are too young, and their parents probably won't expect them to achieve anything, so the hope of winning the top ten is basically tied to the adult Tianjiao.

She had to be patient.

And pray that the top 10 don't target their mother and daughter.

Riding a hovercar to the demon hunting ground, it is already three poles in the sun. The fiery red sun made the grass on the ground shiny. The major powers have set up tents in the camp, red, blue, purple, and most specially, the dark ones.

Xuan color is the color of the royal power that belongs to the Qi Heavenly Kingdom.

Lifting the dark tent, Shen Yetong followed Xia Lan'er into the emperor's tent. In the huge tent, the emperor sat in the center, the concubines and officials were full, and the hall in the middle was still contracted by the dancing concubines, who kept dancing and flattering.

Xia Lan'er took Shen Yetong and quietly passed behind everyone, found her place in the front place, and sat down quietly.

At this moment, Shen Yetong heard a young male child's voice behind him, and he seemed to lower his voice, but Shen Yetong's position was just right to hear it.

"Tong!"

Murrayzhe?

Shen Yetong looked back, and between them, Mu Leizhe was sitting next to a young man, looking at the surrounding environment with a thief's eyebrows, and quietly beckoning to her.

Shen Yetong turned his head and looked at the emperor's situation, and found that he was fascinated by watching the dancing concubine dance, and he didn't pay attention to this side at all, so he immediately turned around and quietly responded and beckoned.

“hi！”

The young man next to him was watching a copy of "Patrick's Art of War", and when he felt his younger brother's movements, he was stunned at first, then followed Murrayzhe's gaze, and saw Shen Yetong who was responding to the beckoning, and was stunned for a moment.

His mind seemed to be in a trance, as if he remembered something.

But it was only for a moment, and he smiled elegantly, the brothers had the same brown pupils, and they were clean and polite.

Shen Yetong could probably guess that that young man was Murrayzhe's eldest brother - Murray Leyu.

It's just that he hasn't been working as a grassroots guard, why did he come here?

Did he have anything to want?

At this time, as soon as the dancing concubine finished dancing and saluted the emperor, she inadvertently turned her head and saw Shen Yetong talking to Mu Leizhe, and she was immediately furious, and her charming and moving smile instantly became stiff.

"Ahh Sister Chunfei is here, why don't you tell your sister? Without even waiting for the emperor to say anything, Puchel took matters into his own hands and walked straight to the position of the pure concubine.

Shen Yetong instantly twisted back the head that secretly greeted Murrayzhe, pretended to be well-behaved, sat on the chair, and looked at Puchel "ignorantly".

Shen Huailing's eyes showed a touch of fierceness, but it was fleeting.

"Concubine Wu, you are asking the emperor for the queen of the dance, what are you going to do with Concubine Chun?" The queen's brows furrowed, her dark red eyes were full of disgust, and the impatience in her tone was undisguised.

As soon as the words fell, it seemed that he was cooperating, Shen Huailing frowned slightly, and there was a trace of impatience in his lazy expression.

However, the dancing concubine was like no one around, as if she hadn't heard it, she shook her head and walked to the table of the pure concubine, and said in a pretentious and weird manner: "I heard that the sister of the pure concubine likes the qin, and the rainy season is coming, Gu Ciyuqin Palace, how about letting the big guys appreciate my sister's piano skills today?" ”

Let you despise my dance!

A woman from a geisha, in front of Your Majesty, I will let you play, can you still refuse!

Puchel thought to himself, not thinking that he had already committed a big taboo.

In other words, even if she committed a big taboo, the emperor adopted a laissez-faire attitude in order to make better use of Pcher.

Spoiled people are better controlled.

Because in the process of being favored, they have indulged in false fantasies, they have lost their independence and ability to survive, and when faced with the cruel reality, they have to rely on the people who spoiled them.

There was silence again in the room, and everyone looked strange.

They also don't want to witness discord within the royal family, but the truth is that this dancing concubine always goes to various places to pick thorns and lose face when she doesn't expect it.

Xia Lan'er herself didn't react, but just turned her inquiring gaze to Shen Huailing, Shen Yetong was still well-behaved, but there were already green tendons on his forehead.

Not to mention the question of whether the dancing concubine is rude to lose, just say that this is almost a moral kidnapping-like question, which makes Shen Yetong's chest slump and almost want to breathe fire.

Originally, this kind of large-scale gathering was supposed to be a scene of staggered and noisy sit-ups, and the emperor ordered that everyone should not squeak when you danced.

Outrageous!

However, just when Shen Yetong's chest was depressed and he was about to make a grimace at Puchel, Shen Huailing spoke:

"Dancing Princess, what are you doing?"

He leaned back in the dragon chair, and there was a hint of irritation in his languid expression.

Puchel was stunned for a moment, but he didn't feel panicked, but twisted his body twice contrivedly, and said with a coquettish smile: "The concubine misses Sister Chunfei's piano music and wants to invite her sister to play, presumably everyone here is also willing to listen to Sister Chunfei's music." ”

"I don't want to!" Before the words fell, a childish voice came from the field.

Everyone followed the sound and looked over, only to see that the seventh princess beside the queen was looking irritable, chewing the snack in her mouth as if venting her anger, and said vaguely: "Didn't you say that everyone here is willing?" I don't want to! ”

"......" air seemed to freeze.

The concubines and ministers in the field suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, lowered their heads and laughed secretly, Xia Lan'er also lowered her head and forced her smile, the queen rubbed her temples and chuckled helplessly, Shen Huailing tilted her head expressionlessly and covered her mouth a little unnaturally.

Puchel was stunned on the spot, at a loss.

If you want to vent, you can't vent, opposite is the queen, and it's on this occasion; wants to be ironic, the other party is a child, and there are too many nonsensical things for children, and the irony seems that she is cheap; I wanted to return to my seat, but I was like a person who ran away in disgrace.

In the end, it was Shen Huailing who resolved the deadlock:

"Come back to your seat, Dancing Princess." He rubbed his eyebrows, and there was a slight uncontrollable smile on the corner of his mouth.

Puchel had to give up, it was not easy to get a step down, and it was impossible not to catch it. So, Puchel glared at Shen Yelin viciously, turned around angrily, and walked back to his seat.

Shen Yetong and Mu Leizhe looked at each other, and tacitly saw doubts in each other's eyes.

The seventh princess actually took the initiative to relieve Concubine Chun?

Didn't she hate Shen Yetong?

Not only did they find it strange, but Shen Huailing also found it strange. After he saw Puchel return to his seat, he glanced at Shen Yelin twice without a trace, but he didn't want to, so he directly met the child's gaze and hurriedly moved away.

Xiao Qi's eyes seemed to be asking for credit......

Shen Huailing's eyes were deep, as if his heart was empty, and his eyes unconsciously looked away.

After the farce, the demon hunting will continue, and when everyone arrives one after another, the draw is about to enter the countdown. The Qingyun clan came later than the pure concubine - there was too much turmoil some time ago, and they had too many things to deal with - but before the demon hunting lottery began, Shen Yetong still met her little friend.

The three of them finally got together.

"I really hope we can get together...... "Qingyun Xuansha looked at the lottery circle that was about to take shape in front of the emperor, and said a little distractedly.

"Okay." Shen Yetong listened, the corners of his mouth rose, and he raised his eyebrows at Qingyun Xuansha defiantly, and bumped Mu Leizhe next to him with his shoulder, "The two of us are in a group, and you are independent." ”

"Good idea." Murray was stunned for a moment, the corners of his lips lifted slightly, touched his smooth chin, and looked pensive, as if he was really thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

"Hey, you two!" Qingyun Silk Yarn was annoyed, stretched out her small fist and smashed it at the two lost friends, Shen Yetong flashed sensitively, and as a result, the rain-like fists all fell on Mu Leizhe.

"Child! You betrayed me! Mu Leizhe looked aggrieved, grabbed Shen Yetong's arm in an instant, and pulled her to the front as a shield, "Look at me betraying you too!" ”

"Oops!"

At this moment, the drawing of lots in front of the dragon seat took shape, and Shen Huailing finally got up lazily, walked to the front of the circle, and stretched out his hand to inject spiritual power. In an instant, the sky swirled, and the time and space seemed to be distorted, overwhelming people.

"Is this the strength of the Yang Spirit Realm?" Qingyun's long light green hair moved with the wind, muttering to herself, and her pale golden eyes were full of yearning.

"What about the first time I saw it......" Murray Zhe also looked at the powerful magic circle with yearning, and then, the corners of his lips hooked up a long-lost, evil and crazy smile, and said casually, "Sure enough, in the face of absolute strength, technology is a defective product." ”

"Huh?" Shen Yetong was stunned when he heard this, and when he looked back, he saw a completely different side of Mu Leizhe, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat slightly.

Murray is a very good child, but how can he come across something related to "strength", "power", and "technology", so emmm......

The corners of Shen Yetong's mouth trembled, she didn't understand what this sometimes pure, sometimes crazy child thought of technology, but at least in her opinion, technology is indeed the externalization of people, but it is definitely not a defective product, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a derivation of people.

Forget it, love what's the matter.

It's a different world after all.