I'm the villain in the book

Wei Changtian, why do you want to help yourself?

In fact, He Jing already had the answer to this question in his mind.

Or from his point of view, he can only come up with this answer.

Whether it was the conversation between Wei Changtian and Tweety in the courtyard yesterday, or the three boxes of mung bean cakes, Tweety told him everything without hiding anything.

Therefore, from He Jing's point of view, the reason why Wei Changtian did this was undoubtedly because he took a fancy to Cui'er.

Even if he couldn't understand why the famous Wei Yanluo would fall in love with such an ordinary maid as Cui'er, he couldn't understand why Wei Changtian used this method to "capture her heart" instead of directly "grabbing by force" as rumored.

But He Jing could only come to this conclusion at the moment.

So, what should I do?

There is no doubt that He Jing undoubtedly has different feelings for Tweety.

In his heart, Tweety is no longer just a maid.

If there is no Wei Changtian, he will definitely give Tweety a title in the future.

But now. If Wei Changtian really proposes to take Tweety away, can he refuse?

Rather than saying "can and can't", this is more like a question of "dare and dare not".

"call"

He exhaled heavily, and clenched his hands tightly.

Looking at the figure in the courtyard, He Jing struggled immensely, and at the same time felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Because he knew very well that if Wei Changtian really did this, he would never dare to say "no".

He dare not take his own life, Tweety's life, or the entire He family's life to bet Wei Changtian's "great kindness".

So if there is such a day, all he can do is to hand over Tweety to her, perhaps accompanied by a smiling face, not daring to show the slightest reluctance.

Is this heartless?

If it is placed in the stories of the rivers and lakes among the storytellers, it is undoubtedly true.

He may even be scorned and ridiculed by those who stay out of the audience.

But does He Jing have a choice?

Undoubtedly, the answer is no.

Of course, from the perspective of God, it seems completely meaningless to discuss these things now.

After all, the fact is that He Jing is overthinking, Wei Changtian will not ask to take Tweet away, and he does not need to make a choice.

But He Jing's helplessness at this moment actually just solved the contradiction about Wei Changtian.

We must know that for most people, "unfeeling" is not their original intention.

Therefore, Wei Changtian was sometimes "unfeeling" and sometimes "tolerant" not because he was schizophrenic, but because he also sometimes "has no choice" and sometimes "has a choice".

And if you think about it from this angle, Wei Changtian has actually not changed.

Even if he is not as good as Xiao Feng, Xu Quan and others, he has at least achieved one thing from beginning to end.

That is, in the case of "some choice", he always chooses.

Kindness.

The next day.

When the morning mist dissipated in the chaos, the capital city, which had been noisy all night, finally returned to calm.

After last night's turmoil, all the "resistance forces" in the city have been wiped out, and the sounds of fighting that were heard from time to time have completely disappeared.

So far, the chaos has come to an end for the time being.

The Dagan garrison killed more than 30 people in this chaos and surrendered [-] people.

The overall loss of the Rebel Army was about 1, of which the Tengu Army had more than [-] people.

More than [-] people were killed and the same number were injured. This was the biggest casualty of the Tengu Army since its founding.

Even in the Fengyuan decisive battle, the Tiangou army did not die so much.

But Wei Changtian couldn't help it. After all, compared to those so-called rebels who were distracted, he had to let the Tiangou Army take the lead to ensure everything was safe.

Fortunately, the current organizational system of the Tiangou Army has expanded to a scale of 5 people, and these losses will not be too traumatic, and they will recover soon.

"Sir, where are you going first today?"

In the small courtyard, after taking a short rest before dawn, Wei Changtian got up quickly.

While helping him to dress, Yang Liushi asked:

"Should I go to the Tiangou army first, or go to the palace to meet Su Qi first?"

".Let's go to the palace first."

Wei Changtian thought for a while: "Let Xu Quan keep an eye on the Tiangou army for the time being, and then discuss meritorious deeds and rewards after returning to Dashu."

"Well, the slave's family is going to ask someone to prepare a car."

Nodding, Yang Liushi quickly turned around and walked out of the room.

Wei Changtian tidied his clothes, and then glanced at the "battle report" on the table.

Those rows of figures are not large, but they represent tens of thousands of lives.

But it's just like what Wei Changtian said to Su Qi before.

That's a small number for a war that toppled a dynasty

After a stick of incense.

Walk out of the courtyard and get into the carriage with Yang Liushi.

Zhang San swung his whip on the horse's buttocks, and the car moved slowly towards the entrance of the alley.

"Sir, tell me what happened yesterday!"

In the sedan chair, Yang Liushi, who had been suffocating all night, finally took the opportunity to ask what happened in the palace yesterday.

After all, spies from all sides dared not enter the palace at that time, and the rebel army's secret operations were the same. No one knew how Wei Changtian chased and killed Jing Guoqing at that time, and what kind of resistance the latter made, and he was able to persist for more than an hour.

And now Jing Guoqing is dead again, so Wei Changtian is undoubtedly the only one who knows the whole process.

Yang Liushi was obviously very curious about this question, so she asked questions as soon as she got in the car.

However, she waited for a long time but did not see Wei Changtian's answer, and when she looked carefully, she found that the latter was looking out the car window, wondering what he was thinking.

"Sir, what are you looking at?"

He followed Wei Changtian's line of sight with a puzzled expression, but there was only a closed courtyard door in his line of sight.

Yang Liushi couldn't help wondering: "Master, what's the matter?"

"Ah, nothing."

Withdrawing his gaze, Wei Changtian came back to his senses: "What did you just ask?"

"The servant just asked what happened in the palace yesterday."

Yang Liushi gave Wei Changtian a weird look, and muttered in a low voice, "It's fine if Mr. Xiang doesn't want to say it, why pretend he doesn't hear you."

"Hahaha, I really didn't hear that."

Wei Changtian laughed twice, and reached out to close the car curtain: "I was thinking about something just now."

"Oh, has Mr. Xiang heard it now?"

Yang Liushi obviously didn't believe his words, but she didn't ask any more, just gave him a blank look: "You can say it."

"I hear it."

Wei Changtian responded with a smile, and after a pause, he said slowly under Yang Liushi's expectant eyes:

"Yesterday, I followed Jing Guoqing into the palace."

"Then he ran and I ran after him."

"In the end he was caught up by me, and I killed him."

"..."

There were three sentences in total, and Wei Changtian finished speaking in less than five seconds.

Then five seconds later, Yang Liushi's belated shout sounded in the car:

"Sister! You, you know how to make fun of the slave family!"

"What difference does it make if you say it or not!"

"What do you mean he ran and I chased him! I don't believe that Jing Guoqing can still run for a full hour!"

"Hmph! I don't want to talk to you!"

"Hahaha, are you angry?"

"The slave family is not angry!"

"Huh? Didn't you stop talking to me?"

"Msister! You, that servant, will not speak from now on!"

"Okay, okay, just teasing you, you just want to hear me tell you."

"Huh? Really?"

"You didn't say it"

"Sanggong!! I, I'm really angry!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

"..."

Amid Yang Liushi's yelling and Wei Changtian's laughter, the carriage slowly drove out of the alley.

Zhang San was no stranger to Wei Changtian and Yang Liushi's "flirtatious" from time to time, and now he didn't even look back, but drove the car seriously towards the palace.

The morning breeze blows over the weeds on the roadside, a drop of dew falls, and a round of morning sun rises.

The old ends, the new begins.

Chapter 959

For the next few days, Wei Changtian was busy dealing with some "trivial matters" in the aftermath.

Of course, he was too lazy to participate in most things, and it was basically Su Qi and Li Zimu who made up their minds.

But even so, there are still many "big things" that need to be decided by him. In addition, the Tiangou Army also needs to rest and reorganize, and there are still some resisting forces in the various prefectures and counties, so it was delayed for a few days.

In this way, the time soon came to June [-]th, the great heat.

When the red sun has passed, the breeze is nowhere to be found.

The book talks about pillow books, melons and plums are floating and sinking.

As the last solar term in summer, the days before and after the Great Heat should be the hottest time of the year.

The scorching sun is in the sky, the sun is like countless fine needles pricking the skin, and the cicadas on the trees are so noisy that it makes people upset.

If there were a thermometer, the temperature in the city would be about 45 degrees at the moment. There were not many pedestrians on the street, and there were occasional shirtless men carrying loads in the shade of the trees, their bodies covered in sweat.

At this time, they have to come out to work hard. Most of these men are poor people who are so poor that they can't eat for a day without work.

After all, in such a hot day, if you don't pay attention to it, you will faint from heatstroke. At that time, you will not only suffer, but also spend money on medicine.

Even many people can't stand the heat sitting at home, let alone going out to do things.

Of course, the above are just the situation of ordinary people.

For rich and big families, even if there are no such items as air conditioners and fans, there is always a way to cool down.

For example, "cool houses" built underground or in the shade, such as ice cubes and large fans, can play a cooling role to some extent.

As for such a "big man" like Wei Changtian, then this is even less of a problem.

In the Dagan Palace, his "temporary office" is completely covered by a formation called "cooling array", which continuously provides cool air to the house like a central air conditioner, so that the indoor temperature is always maintained at around [-] degrees. .