After dressing as a sick and weak villain

Chapter 10 Rabbit

Just as he was thinking this way, he heard Chu Xie say another sentence: "Hexi County, the 70 appropriation for the main road in the west of Langxi. Song Shangshu will arrange it. It has been arguing for several days, and it should stop."

Song Jin, Minister of the Household Department who never interrupted, bowed his head and said, "Yes."

When sending Na Huchier out of the city, the Zuoxian King approached Chu Xie and squeezed his hand: "You lied to me."

"When have I ever lied to you?" Chu Xie squinted at him, "I'm a serious businessman."

Huchier lowered his voice very low, almost whispering, his voice was indifferent and affectionate, "You lied to me that night, saying that you had no power or power in Dawei, and you were just begging for your life."

Oh, say this.

Chu Xie glanced at Huchier's face with clear eyes, lowered his voice a little, and whispered back, "A person lives for a lifetime, who doesn't want to live for his life. There is such a thing as power today, but maybe it won't exist tomorrow. Seeing me chatting and laughing happily now, in a few days, maybe I will be pushed to the vegetable market and killed with a knife."

Tell the truth.

Huchier smiled, thinking he was talking nonsense.

Qi Sui, the number one scholar under his seat, only felt his throat was thirsty. He had a simple temper, but his mind was flexible, so how could he fail to understand the undercurrent surging in the harmonious atmosphere just now.

Chu Xieming looked very bad on the surface, both lustful and absurd.

But he really took advantage of the courageous and heroic foreigner.

With that thin and thin body, pushing the cup completely restrained the brave and brave warrior on horseback who almost dominated the Northern Huns.

There are some reasons why this person can climb to such a high position in just a few years.

Qi Sui couldn't help thinking of the way Chu Xie looked at him that day.Others couldn't detect it, but he did feel it.

The kindness in his eyes at that moment.

Qi Sui squeezed the teacup in his hand, Chu Xie... is really a contradictory person.

***

After giving the champion a blow last time.

Chu Xie seemed to be eyeing the little prince who had just been sealed not long ago.

In March, the spring is cold, and the palace is full of fragrance, and the green willow and bamboo forests are sprouting. Except for the cold palace, everywhere is full of vitality.

After Chu Xie took him out, he went to the lakeside where the wind was the strongest and the coldest, and threw him in the pavilion to copy books.

The wind was blowing from all directions.

Even the ruler couldn't hold down the paper that was thrown up suddenly.

He could only press the paper with one hand to guard against the cold wind, and sharpen the pen with the other.

Without a stool, Jiang Yanchi could only stand and bend over to copy.

His hands were purple and red from the cold, but his face was pale from blowing. In order to facilitate the posture of holding the pen, Chu Xie did not allow him to wear a thick cloak.

Alas, Your Highness is so pitiful.

The palace people didn't dare to get too close. Looking at it from a distance, they only felt that Chu Xie's tossing methods were really unbearable like blunt knives cutting flesh.

But Jiang Yanchi endured every time.

She is as cute as a piece of cotton that can be manipulated and squeezed.

In winter, the sun is shining brightly, making people warm.On the waterside pavilion, Chu Xie, who was wearing a black fox fur cloak and covered his belly with a black gold cloud pattern belt, tapped his index finger in vain, and the rocking chair moved slowly.

"How about it, are you done copying?" His eyes swept over Ting Xin's frail young man.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and suddenly I heard the hand of the questioning young man holding the pen tremble twice like a green willow in the wind, a little ink was thrown on the paper, staining a large stain.

"Palm, palm print..."

The boy's lips turned pale, and he turned his head with trembling lips.

But seeing him stand up holding the gold-wire heater Shi Shiran, seeing the smudges on the paper, squinting at the sparkling lake: "Copy again."

"……Yes."

Chu Xie stared at the trembling back of the young man, narrowed his eyes slightly, and patiently waited for him to copy for more than an hour.

Chu Xie, who just brought down His Royal Highness, was obviously too arrogant.

The new No. [-] scholar should also be beaten.

The new prince who was single-handedly supported also needs to be taken care of.

Jiang Yanchi narrowed his eyes slightly, and deliberately shook his hands again.

The ink soaked the rice paper again, soaking through several layers underneath, and the national history that had just been copied for a long time could no longer be counted.

Before turning around, he heard a joking voice behind him: "His Royal Highness, if you become the king of a country in the future, you can't shake your hands like this. In my opinion, there are still too few writings. I will copy a hundred more tonight." Come here and give it to me tomorrow morning."

One hundred pages, he was determined not to finish copying.

To embarrass him like this is just to pave the way for continuing to punish him tomorrow.

Jiang Yanchi looked terrified but didn't dare to refute: "...Yes."

Chu Xie coughed lightly, the wind in early March was a bit too cold for his body.He covered the big cloak on his body, and asked someone to change it into a warm new gold silk hand stove.

It turned out that the hero was like this when he was a child.

When they first met, they were extremely silent, and the whole thing was a soft persimmon.

Not even the one named Qi.Qi Sui was so anxious that he jumped over the wall, but this one was fine, he was scared away with a few words of intimidation.

It looked rather pitiful.

Although it is pitiful, there will be a white lotus in the plot to save him, accompany him, and support him until he goes through the most difficult time.

That Bailian's surname is Xu, her first name is Chunmu, and her style name is Yu'an.

It was the most important grandson of Beihou Xu Yi in Beijing Town.

Funny to say.In such a bloody and sadistic novel, two supporting characters collapsed.One is the villain tool man that he wears, the great minister Chu Xie, and the other is the decent tool man, the grandson of the Zhen Guohou's direct line, the young master Xu Chunmu.

Make a face and be a mindless tool man.But Chu Xie and Xu Chunmu in the original text didn't know why, and the plot lines of the characters both collapsed.It directly affects the advancement of all task lines in this article.

So have myself worn in a few years ago.

Replacing the villain of Honkai, follow the normal plot, so that the book can develop normally according to the original plot.

The system said that today is the day when another host—Xu Chunmu crossed over.

Thinking about the person who took Xu Chunmu's script is really cool, not having to do such immoral things every day, and not having to bear such a weak body.He was born in a noble and heroic family of generals and marquises.

Hey.I don’t want these to be available.

"gentlemen."

The little prince who was concentrating on copying did not turn his head, but judging from the voice, he should be a little timid.

"Can I... meet my mother?"

Chu Xie's expression remained unchanged, but he didn't answer for a while.

In the eyes of the little prince, his mother is still living in seclusion in southern Xinjiang. Chu Xie thought about how many eyes are staring at this place. Before Jiang Yanchi can completely secure the throne, Duan Se must be as untraceable as a real dead person just work.After a long silence, he prevaricated: "Wait a little longer, if you want to see your mother, you have to be a good and obedient child."

The little protagonist didn't speak.

Chu Xie gradually became a little sleepy, closed the heater on his body, and dozed off in the cold wind.

Jiang Yan Chi was so cold that his hands were stiff, and when he breathed into his palms, he turned around and saw the sleeping Chu palm print.

Unexpectedly, this person looked extremely gentle after falling asleep.

There is a tranquility in the stretched eyebrows and eyes, which even makes people feel a little... well-behaved.Like a fluffy bunny.

I can't see the cold and domineering appearance when I wake up.

Jiang Yanchi frowned, startled by the sudden thoughts in his heart, and then turned to a bit of sarcasm.

Chu Xie is an insidious and cunning jackal.

How could it be a harmless rabbit.

The sun was setting and the wind was getting colder.Jiang Yanchi's hand holding the pen hesitated for a moment, looking at Chu Xie's sleeping face.I thought to myself, I am afraid that I will get sick again at night and die.

Thinking this way, a drop of ink stained the rice paper again, staining a neatly written handwriting.

Feeling a little confused again, I crumpled the rice paper and threw it into the pool.

When Chu Xie woke up again, the last ray of the setting sun was about to disappear in the sky.

Jiang Yanchi was timid, so he asked someone for a lamp, and he was still copying books professionally.

Judging by the weather, he must have been writing for three hours without taking a breath.

Unable to look after him on the surface, Chu Xie could only pretend that he was tired, and hurriedly got up to leave the pavilion.

it's OK.

Just wait for Xu Chunmu to pass through, and there will be a confidant by the little protagonist's side.

He reached out to support the railing and almost fell directly into the lake.

A pair of strong hands supported his arms, stabilized his figure, and softly called out behind him: "Palmprint?"

Pressing the temples on both sides with the middle finger of the thumb and rubbing them a few times, Chu Xie said, "It's okay."

"Are you sick?"

The little prince didn't let go of the hand that was holding him, and took advantage of the situation to feel his pulse.Chu Xie came to his senses and snapped, "Let go!"

Jiang Yanchi trembled, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

Chu Xie felt that his tone was a little harsher.

But Jiang Yanchi was a child who grew up in the cold palace, and he had some medical skills in his body, so he never dared to let him figure out something.

"You have scars and blood on your hands, aren't you afraid of staining my clothes?" Chu Xie said in a deep voice.

The prince lowered his head even more.

"Feng Yu was reckless. Please forgive me with the palm print."

Chu Xie let out a cold snort from his throat.

"The palm print can go back first." Jiang Yanchi said.

The fox's tail can be regarded as exposed, Chu Xie smiled, and there was a bit of teasing in his tone: "Why, can't bear it after only three hours?"

"Feng Yu must diligently copy the copybooks for the palm prints every day and send them to the mansion. However, the palm prints seem to be in a bad mood. If he gets sick, it will be Feng Yu's fault instead."

Chu Xie froze for a moment.

With a rather strange look in his eyes, he asked, "Is this the truth?"

"How can you not be sincere?"

The boy's eyes were full of sincerity.

This male lead... what's going on.

He thought Jiang Yanchi was young and didn't want to do anything.But now that he has been the prince for some time, it stands to reason that he would be afraid of being too powerful, but he is as cute and cute as a simple deer.

Chu Xie saw doubts in his eyes.

Jiang Yanchi smiled gently, and said: "I was born in the cold palace, and lived a humbler life than any slaves in the palace. I thought I would live like that for the rest of my life, but I didn't expect that Chu's palm print rescued my mother and me from the dire straits... ..."

"Such a great kindness, Feng Yu will never forget it in this life."

Oh I got it.

Chu Xie felt a little soft in his heart, but he still didn't show it because of the character design.

It is still hard for him to imagine that such a soft-tempered little prince who treats others with kindness will completely take power in this treacherous Xijing imperial city in three years, overthrow the eunuchs who are in power, suppress the border vassals, once again centralize power in the center, and ascend the throne as emperor .

I couldn't help but say something more: "You are still too young. In this vortex of power, it is difficult to tell the difference between kindness and hatred."

The cold wind was blowing against the wind, and after coughing lightly, Chu Xie turned his head, but suddenly met a pair of silent eyes.

Jiang Yanchi lowered his eyes very quickly.