Coquettish Actor's Death Manual

Zhou Liangyu looked at Zhao Yucheng resentfully: why is he so annoying?Will you speak?What does it mean that he has no confidence in himself?

What he Zhou Yuyu said was a nail in the nail, there was no falsehood!Never be discouraged!

Zhao Yucheng seemed to read his thoughts from his small eyes, and said slowly: "Do you know when I started practicing martial arts?"

"How old?" As the old saying goes, it's not a matter of time to practice martial arts, it depends on your talent!

He felt that he was still very talented.Hey hey.

Zhao Yucheng looked at Zhou Liangyu who didn't know what to think of, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "I started learning basic skills at the age of three, entered the military camp at the age of seven, went to battle at the age of nine, and returned at the age of 16. Before that, I practiced kung fu every day. Eight hours, do you think you are sure you can hold it?"

"You said...how long has it been?" Zhou Liangyu scratched his ears in disbelief as if he didn't hear clearly.

Zhao Yucheng: "Eight hours, princess, you don't have basic skills, so if you want to protect yourself in a short time and learn effectively, you need more hours to practice."

Zhou Liangyu's eyes widened, what the hell...eight hours are sixteen hours, 24 hours a day, so there are only eight hours left, go out to eat, drink and do other things, this guy unexpectedly!Also say!to add up...

Zhou Liangyu swallowed his saliva: "Don't tell me... When you were a little kid, all you did was do exercises every day besides sleeping?"

Zhao Yucheng glanced at him: What are you thinking?

Zhou Liangyu breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay." Fortunately, he was overthinking.

In the end, Zhao Yucheng continued: "In addition to the eight hours of practicing, there are two more hours to go to Mr. to study homework."

Zhou Liangyu was completely dumbfounded, this...is too cruel.Three or four hours of rest every day, people doing things?

Zhao Yucheng raised his eyebrows: "Do you still want to learn?"

Zhou Liangyu looked at the roof of the car silently: It wasn't him who said he wanted to learn from him just now, he didn't say anything and didn't hear anything.

A smile flashed across Zhao Yucheng's eyes, he quickly suppressed it, and said seriously: "Two hours ago, there was news from Dajing State."

"Huh?" Zhou Liangyu looked over in surprise: "Great Jing Kingdom? What news came?" Could it be... caramel?

Zhao Yucheng took a deep look at him, and then said: "The news came to Emperor Yan, and when he got the news, he brought people to Prince Yun's mansion. I was summoned to the study by him earlier, and what I was talking about was the current situation in Dajing Kingdom. The situation...is not optimistic."

"What do you mean by being pessimistic? Where's the caramel? Where's Prince Jue? Is something wrong?" Zhou Liangyu was in a hurry. Didn't his family's caramel just go away for a few months, just, just...

"Don't worry. Although the situation in Dajing Kingdom is not stable, at least Young Master Jiao is fine." Afraid that he might be anxious, Zhao Yucheng finished speaking in one breath: "Two months ago, the old prime minister passed away, and all the forces under him have been handed over to him." In the hands of Mr. Jiao, Mr. Jiao belongs to Prince Jue. Naturally, those confidants who are equivalent to the old prime minister support Prince Jue.

Prince Jue overwhelmed the regent at that time, and officially started the civil war between the two.However, the regent is old-fashioned, has back tricks, and has ruthless means. Prince Jue said that neither of them took advantage of this battle.

A month ago, Prince Jue probably saw that something was wrong, so he secretly sent Young Master Jiao away, and his whereabouts are still unknown.However, it is good news that Mr. Jiao is missing and cannot be found.However, the news we have received about Prince Jue...is not very good. "

"What happened? Is Prince Jue..." Zhou Liangyu was relieved to hear that Caramel was fine, but looking at Zhao Yucheng's expression again, he felt an ominous feeling in his heart.

"Prince Jue has also mysteriously disappeared. The current situation in the court...is very beneficial to the regent, but before Prince Jue disappeared, he also dealt a fatal blow to the regent, so the regent was also seriously injured, so he dared not act rashly for the time being. But If Prince Jue doesn't show up to preside over the overall situation in the long run, I'm afraid... it won't last long." Zhao Yucheng said.

"Then what does Emperor Yan mean?" Emperor Yan came to find Zhao Yucheng, fearing that his thoughts were not pure.

Sure enough, Zhao Yucheng frowned and said, "He wants to reap the benefits of being a fisherman and support the regent."

"What? The sons raised by the regent are like that. If the regent is really in power, Dajing Kingdom will be fine? Emperor Yan has a good brain? Is he not afraid that the regent will bite Dayan in turn?" Even if Zhou Liangyu didn't know much about these things, he knew that choosing a good monarch was better than a villain.

Maybe the villain finished dealing with Prince Jue and turned around to deal with him.

Zhao Yucheng said: "He wants to support the regent, but he still needs to get the consent of this king. Half of Dayan's military power is in the hands of this king, so he has been trying his best to persuade this king before." He didn't know Prince Jue, and he would never support such a regent.

Zhou Liangyu was relieved when he received Zhao Yucheng's affirmative reply that he would never support the regent.

No wonder it was delayed for so long before, but it turned out to be like this.

Emperor Yan is really a scumbag, for his own power, he doesn't consider the people at all, let Dajing be the emperor, and it will be the people of Dajing who will suffer in the future. It is good to accept the Dajing country.

Zhou Liangyu was furious, and when he looked up, he saw Zhao Yucheng looking at him calmly: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Zhao Yucheng didn't speak for a while, he was thinking.

Zhou Liangyu asked him to teach him martial arts at the beginning. If Zhou Liangyu was a woman, he would not teach him, but Zhou Liangyu is not.

On the other hand, he would have to fight Emperor Yan sooner or later. At that time, Zhou Liangyu, a former man, might be in an awkward position. Teaching him a skill, at least when he was running for his life, would still be useful.

Although Zhao Yucheng couldn't see the difference on the surface, his impression of Zhou Liangyu had changed a long time ago after getting along with each other for a long time.

This person looks extremely unreliable on the surface, but he has not lost his heart, as can be seen from the time in the forbidden area.If someone else saw his appearance in the forbidden area at that time, it would have been a long time ago... Unlike him, not only did he not kill him while he was in a nightmare, but he also gave him his clothes to protect him. He was bloodstained.

Zhou Liangyu was furiously stared at by Zhao Yucheng: "You, you have something to say, looking at me like this... It's weird, weird."

Zhao Yucheng finally opened his mouth: "I don't hide from you, sooner or later there will be a civil war in Dayan, it will not be better than the current situation in Dajing, when the time comes, you, as Princess Yu, are most likely to be targeted by Emperor Yan , have you considered the future?"

Zhou Liangyu shook his head: "..." How did he have time to think about it?

"This king thinks your previous suggestion is good. Learn some self-protection skills. If this king loses, if you don't want to be buried with this king, you can only run away, but you also have to face endless challenges." Chasing and killing, in this world, no one can be trusted. At that time, no one can trust you except yourself. Therefore, it is good for you to have a skill. But the premise is that if you want to learn, you must succeed, my lord You will not be allowed to give up halfway. And there are only a few people who can survive through the hands of this king. The princess should think carefully. If you agree, this king will become a strict teacher, and the king will I leave everything I have learned to you, and the princess can learn as much as she can, but... even if you want to quit, this king will not allow it; Not a word was said."

When Zhou Liangyu heard the first half of the sentence, his heart skipped a beat. What Zhao Yucheng said was a very realistic issue. If he wanted to live a good life, it is true...it can't go on like this.

But Zhao Yucheng's "strict" and "can't shrink back" in the middle made him tremble, how strict can it be?

But thinking about what Zhao Yucheng experienced since he was a child, he was discouraged, and in the end...he heard the last sentence.

Zhou Liangyu stared at him faintly: "Who are you saying can't do it? In my life, I have never failed!" Is he a dignified Zhou Xiaoyu who can't do it?

Zhao Yucheng raised his eyebrows: "The princess agrees?"

Zhou Liangyu came up with blood: "Of course!" He tilted his head, that was a tough look.

Zhao Yucheng nodded earnestly: "Okay, this king knows, then the princess prepares, we will start tomorrow."

"Huh?" Zhou Liangyu was in a state of excitement, and was taken aback when he heard this sentence, "What? Start tomorrow?" So soon?

Zhao Yucheng raised his eyebrows: "Huh?" Cowardly?

Zhou Liangyu poked his neck: "Tomorrow, tomorrow will be tomorrow!"

But as the carriage got closer and closer to Prince Yu's Mansion, Zhou Liangyu's blood cooled down, and he always felt weird... Why did he feel so wrong?He is, is about to start his "hard training" career?

Zhao Yucheng raised his eyes calmly, and caught a glimpse of his tangled expression from the corner of his eye, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitched, and when he lowered his eyes, he covered the smile in his eyes: It was exactly as he thought, and he couldn't stand the excitement.

On the other side, Emperor Yan had received news from the Dajing Kingdom earlier about Prince Jue's disappearance, and immediately couldn't sit still. The more chaotic the Dajing Kingdom, the better the situation for him, Dayan.

Almost at the same time he got the news, he brought several important ministers to Prince Yun's mansion, and asked King Yu to go to the study to explain his intentions by saving face for King Yun.

In the end, he was ready to persuade the other party. Zhao Yucheng refused to enter, but he couldn't go directly to the court. He was persuaded by several ministers, but no matter what he said, he was blocked back, and finally nothing happened.

Emperor Yan was so angry that he could only watch Zhao Yucheng think that the wedding banquet was over, and he was afraid that the princess would leave if she was in a hurry.

Emperor Yan was so angry that he couldn't speak, he just waved his hand to tell the extremely ministers to go back first, and discuss it again in the morning tomorrow, but...then it was reported that King Yun was almost kicked to death by King Yu.

When he asked clearly about the ins and outs, Emperor Yan almost went mad with anger: How did he give birth to such a fool?No woman ever dies, does she?

But if this kind of thing gets out, it will definitely have an impact on Yan Yunzheng's reputation. Emperor Yan immediately asked Feng Gui to suppress the news, went to the palace and secretly summoned the imperial doctor, and he went to see Yan Yunzheng.

When he stepped into the wing room where Yan Yunzheng was temporarily staying, before he entered, he saw Yan Yunzheng hunched over with his back facing him, gasping for breath in pain.

Hearing the movement, Yan Yunzheng roared: "Get out! Who let you in?"

"You don't even want to see me?" Emperor Yan waved Feng Gui back with a gloomy face.

When Yan Yunzheng heard the voice, his whole body froze, he turned his head to see Emperor Yan, his expression changed, and he wanted to get up, but the pain was too severe, so he simply smashed the jar and said, "Father...what are you doing here?"

"Look at what you look like now? You have forgotten what day it is, right? You are the day of your big wedding! Isn't it just a Zhou Liangyu, a woman, when you become the prince, become the emperor , What kind of woman do you want?" Emperor Yan was so angry that he was about to explode, and he took several deep breaths to keep him from strangling him.

Yan Yunzheng was probably forced these days, so he endured it, but he couldn't hold it back: "But those women are not her! Father, what do you want me to do? When you were young, you let me approach her, deliberately let her Like me, I listened to you to do this; yes, she did like me, how about you? And use this to control her and ruin her reputation, yes, I put up with all this, at that time I was right She really has no feelings... But it's different now, Father, you have made her no longer a mother, but why can't you give her to me? Today is a big wedding, but these women... are what I want Is it? No! You say you are good to me time and time again... But if I can't even get what I want so little, then what kind of prince should I be? Father, you can let whoever you want to be the heir... "

Yan Yunzheng roared angrily, and when he saw Emperor Yan's stunned expression, he was also stunned, and finally wiped his face fiercely, he had been a puppet for so many years, he really had enough!

He used to listen to his father all the time, but he regretted it. It wasn't until Zhou Liangyu really looked down on him and became someone else's that he realized what he had lost. He was not reconciled... Really not Willingly.

Now that the words had been spoken, he tried his best to climb down from the bed and knelt on the ground: "Father, if you are not relieved...just hit me, son...it's really painful." He hung his head, his forehead resting on the ground , Did not get up for a long time.

Emperor Yan stared at Yan Yunzheng with a gloomy face, "Okay! Okay! That's really good!" He shook his hand violently and strode out...

Feng Gui, who was guarding outside the door, knelt there in fright when he heard Yan Yunzheng speak. When Emperor Yan rushed out, he quickly got up and followed, feeling uneasy, it's over, it's going to be bad.

But who knows, Feng Gui followed Emperor Yan and took a step, but he didn't know where he was, Emperor Yan waved back the guards who followed quietly, and suddenly turned around.

Feng Gui was startled, and quickly knelt down: "Emperor, Your Majesty... Calm down, His Royal Highness Yun Wang is just acting on the spur of the moment... You..."

"I think it's quite good." Emperor Yan suddenly said this strangely, which made Feng Gui dumbfounded, "Emperor, Your Majesty?" Could it be that the Emperor is mad?

"Doesn't he not want to be the crown prince? I let him be. Among these princes, those who flatter me on the surface pretend to be noble, but they all want to be emperor in their hearts, and they all want to pull me down from this position. Even King Yun, I keep saying that I want him to be the crown prince, but do you know...why I haven't appointed a crown prince? Because...I don't believe it. I don't believe that these princes really don't want this position. But...King Yun, he is The first one to really say it." Emperor Yan bent down to get closer, and after finishing speaking, he suddenly straightened up and laughed, "Get up, it's time to go back to the palace."

Feng Gui stood up cautiously, but his eyes were changing: the emperor's mind... I really can't figure it out.

He knew before that the emperor was suspicious, but he didn't expect to be so suspicious.

Does even King Yun doubt it?This is really...

Now King Yun made a mistake instead, making the emperor feel that the other party did not covet his throne.

Thinking of this... Feng Gui shivered: Your Majesty, it's really scary.He has been with the emperor for so many years, but he has not figured out the emperor's thoughts.

Compared with Emperor Yan's treacherous thoughts, Zhou Liangyu and Zhao Yucheng returned to the main courtyard. He had been struggling with Zhao Yucheng's words, and finally felt lucky that Zhao Yucheng might just talk, so he fell asleep nervously and heartlessly. caught.

However, when he was still sleeping in a daze before dawn the next day, it was as if he was pushed by something.

Zhou Liangyu waved it casually: "Well, don't make trouble...the beauty asked me to sleep a little longer...well...just a little..."

As a result, a piece of cool wet handkerchief was directly pasted on Zhou Liangyu's face, and Zhou Liangyu was instantly sober and completely awake.

He sat up abruptly: "Damn, did I fall into a hole in the ice?" As soon as he turned his head, he saw Zhao Yucheng standing aside with his arms folded, and a stack of ice dripping cold water was placed on the low table beside him. handkerchief.

Zhou Liangyu saw that it was still dark outside, and exploded, "Are you sick? Why isn't it daylight yet?"

Zhao Yucheng's phoenix eyes glanced at him faintly, those eyes were too cold and intimidating, Zhou Liangyu trembled, but is this cowardly?He continued to straighten his body up.

Zhao Yucheng glanced calmly: "Princess, where are your breasts? Why are they flatter?"

When Zhou Liangyu heard this, he quickly lowered his head, seeing that the front of his clothes was a little wider because of sleeping, and he quickly covered it tightly, and he was relieved when he lowered his head to see that there was no drumming, and bowed his body, his momentum immediately weakened: "Smelly rascal! Where are you looking? Shame?"

Zhao Yucheng raised his eyebrows, and smiled faintly: "Why don't I help the princess undress herself? Let the princess understand what is called a hooligan? Huh?"

Zhou Liangyu retreated in an instant, don't this guy really dare?Isn't this all exposed? "Forget it, forget it... how about you early in the morning?"

"Did the princess forget what she promised last night? The princess chose the road, and this king is just helping the princess get used to it in advance." Zhao Yucheng raised a soft whip in his hand: "Why don't you hurry up? Just like you In the barracks, this king will be crippled with a whip!"

Probably because Zhao Yucheng looked too much like a demon, Zhou Liangyu suddenly stood up straight, and when he recovered, he gritted his teeth: "I..."

"Want to repent?" Zhao Yucheng glanced casually, "...it's too late. Get dressed and wash up right away, first run a hundred laps in the main courtyard, and then take half an hour's horse stance."

Zhou Liangyu: "...you might as well kill me!" One hundred laps, why didn't he go to heaven?

Zhao Yucheng had already turned around and was about to go out. Hearing this, he stopped and didn't turn his head. He just raised his wrist, causing the muscles in his arm to bulge, and the whip in his hand flew out. A short table was split in half from the middle.

Zhou Liangyu: "..." Damn...

Zhou Tunxi immediately went to wash up obediently with small steps.

It’s just that Zhou Liangyu’s limbs are not working hard, and after wearing it in the book, it’s been such a long time to open his mouth and stretch out his hands. Let him run a hundred laps, but only twenty laps, Zhou Liangyu He has already turned into Zhou Slowly, he dragged his heavy steps towards Zhao Yucheng, who was sitting on the stone table in the middle, sipping tea slowly, his eyes turned red with envy.

With a drop of sweat dripping from his forehead, Zhou Liangyu couldn't run any longer: "No, I can't... can that be all?"

Zhao Yucheng raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "What do you think?"

Zhou Liangyu: "..." Ahhh, why on earth did he fight for that breath?Why did he agree?

Zhou Liangyu, who was physically and mentally exhausted, couldn't run anymore when he lasted almost fifty laps, so he went straight to the ground and didn't get up even if he was going to be beaten to death.

Zhao Yucheng stood up and said, "Fifty laps, the first day is okay. Alright, let's go to Zhamabu."

Zhou Liangyu raised his head and glanced at the person not far away with his whole body wet: he was so kind all of a sudden, isn't he used to it?

Zhao Yucheng seemed to see his gaze clearly, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Oh, the first day was supposed to be fifty laps, and I was afraid that the princess wouldn't be able to complete it, so I said a hundred."

Zhou Liangyu: "..." He stretched out his trembling hand and grabbed Zhao Yucheng's direction, you, you come here for me, I will kill you!

Zhou Liangyu refused to get up, Zamabu?Whoever loves to prick who will prick!

As a result, Zhao Yucheng clapped his hands and asked the dark guard to lift up the human-shaped wooden stake that had been prepared long ago. It was in the shape of a little man on horseback. He directly tied his hands and feet to the wooden stake, artificially... for practice.

Zhou Liangyu was completely stupefied, and said softly, "You...are you still human?"

Zhao Yucheng finished tying. Looking at the results, it was not bad. In the end, a dozen or so flower pots were directly carried over. From the very small one at the beginning, it looked like a jack in the end... First, he took the smallest flower pot and put it in Put it on Zhou Liangyu's head: "Look, if you drop one, I will put it on top of your head one by one in this order. If the princess can't hold it... This king reads 'one night husband and wife, one hundred night grace'" For your sake, I will buy you a good coffin."

Zhou Liangyu: "Ah, you devil, even if I were a ghost, I wouldn't let you go!"

Zhao Yucheng calmed down: "Princess, don't talk anymore, I'll just watch...you say three more words, and you'll be gone."

Zhou Liangyu didn't believe in evil: "Zhao Yucheng is frigid...Zhao Yucheng is Zhou Papi...Zhao Yucheng doesn't want...face."

Zhou Liangyu silently stared at the flowerpot that Paji had dropped on the ground, then raised his head and looked at him with a helpless face, but put the big flowerpot on top of his head rather cruelly and mercilessly, stabilized the position, and raised the corner of his mouth Liao Yang: "Princess will be better this time. If you feel angry, you can continue to scold me. The king has taken three days of sick leave. I have plenty of time...to help the princess change the pot."

Zhou Liangyu: "..." I did it to death, even crying.