there is a king in the palace

"Yuan Huan, choose some favorite dishes."

The king looked at the large and small dishes and delicacies on the long table in front of him, and was a little entangled.

The dog emperor is considerate at this time.

"You can change it later if you get tired of eating."

With this sentence, the king's favorability for the dog emperor has increased a lot.

However, the king still remembers the enmity of the dog emperor. He is used to being king and hegemony in Hutou Mountain. It's just that it's hard work.

Your Majesty doesn't have any difficulty in choosing. He is always decisive in doing things. He quickly selected a few dishes. These dishes were made by three chefs. The kitchen is up.

After all, the meal of the king is different from that of a person, so it should not be confused.

Zhao Xianao still wanted to review the memorial, so he asked people to take the king back to Tiger Pavilion first.

After returning to the Tiger Pavilion, the king realized that those men in blue clothes came to serve him specially in the morning. The little cook who was just selected, the tiger pavilion was very lively for a while.

Zhang Su and Pan Qi are the stewards of the Tiger Pavilion, equivalent to the big maids next to the concubines in the harem, with double their salaries and rewards.

It can be said that one person attains the Tao and ascends to heaven.

Although the king regrets that the "big maid" is not those fragile and beautiful little females, he can barely accept it.

See, he just said that he was trying his best, and he forced himself to do so many things.

Zhao Xianao has long been known for his cleanliness, even if the king always licks his hair, his body will inevitably feel a little dirty.

Zhang Su thought, maybe the emperor didn't care about the freshness in the first two days, but after the 3-minute heat passed, he must be very disgusted, so he just settled down in Tiger Pavilion, so he rushed to give the king a bath.

This king doesn't force it. In previous years at Hutou Mountain, he was also willing to jump into the water to clean his body, and enjoy the coolness by the way.

It's nice to have someone waiting on you.

The king was lying on the edge of the bath, and the pool was full of petals. Zhang Su rubbed his body back and forth with a brush. The feeling was similar to his own, and the king didn't reject it at all.

But what made him unhappy was that Zhang Su, a fool, actually said that he was fat,

Just because he got into the water, his figure didn't change at all.

The king is helpless, he feels that he is quite old, but he only grows flesh but not stature. He vaguely remembers that he has seen a tigress before, and he likes it very much, but that tigress is two heads bigger than him , I can't look down on him at all.

Maybe it's a different breed.

The king comforted himself in this way.

After taking a bath, those men in blue brought a large piece of deerskin, covered the king's body, and carefully wiped off the water on his body.

Your Majesty only found out when Zhang Su and Pan Qi spoke just now that these blue-clothed men are prisoners who are about to be exiled. Exile is a very terrible punishment. Sending people to poor mountains and rivers, some people may not see poor mountains and rivers He died on the long road to exile.

In the eyes of the king, they did not commit any crimes that must be killed. Among these people were businessmen who cheated the people with shoddy goods, landlords who oppressed the peasants to collect taxes wantonly, and bullies who robbed the women of the people to block roads and collect fees.

Your Majesty's value is bullying the weak... Bah, the strong prey on the weak, he doesn't think there is anything wrong with these people, but for Zhao Xianao, it is intolerable.

Let these people who should have been exiled to serve the king, Zhao Xianao just held the idea that it doesn't matter if the king loses his temper and bites them off.

But these people are very grateful. Serving the king is better than eating by scavenging, getting sick by hard work, light rain outside, and heavy rain at home. I don’t know how much happiness index is higher in exile life. Your Majesty should be your savior.

At noon, the sun was shining, the water on the king's body was wiped half dry with deerskin after taking a bath, and he lay down on the bed in the front garden with a clean mattress to bask in the sun, waiting for the sun to wash away the moisture from his body. evaporation.

The king yawned lazily, and suddenly heard the sound of a bird above his head. He looked up and saw that it was a small gray sparrow, not yet enlightened.

The king was a little disappointed, the life here is good, but there is no one to talk to, he is rather bored.

It would be great if Xiao Hei could chat with him.

But Xiao Hei is stupid, he will definitely go all out when he sees someone, he wonders if he is still alive.

He should be alive, his skin is rough and thick, and he can't die even if he is stabbed twice.

I don't know what happened to Hutou Mountain. If he left, those hunters would go up the mountain to make trouble.

The king seemed a little sentimental for a while.

The hair on his body was dry, Zhang Su gave him a yellow jacket to wear, the king thought it was too hot and didn't want to wear it very much, so Zhang Su discussed with him, "Beast King, this is a gift from the emperor, you must wear it. "

The king was unmoved.

Zhang Su thought for a while, and said, "You look very stylish in this suit, which is in line with the noble status of the beast king, or else you will be the same as those beasts in Hundred Beasts Workshop."

Is it really?

The king recalled that in this palace, people with different status and status did dress differently. After all, he was a tiger with status, so he had to be different no matter what.

Thinking about it this way, the king is at his mercy.

Zhang Su gradually figured out how to get along with the king, one tiger and one person are very harmonious.

When it was time for dinner, Manager Li brought two young eunuchs to Tiger Pavilion, saying that the emperor wanted to have dinner with the beast king.

The king has all the food on the table, and he is about to feast on his mouth, so there will be no movement.Even if you are going to have a second meal, you have to clean up the food in front of you. It is always bad to waste food.

Several people surrounded the king to coerce and lure him, but they couldn't invite him. Director Li sighed, this beast king is really stubborn.

He had no choice but to go back like this.

Zhao Xianao, who was waiting to have dinner with the king, was waiting only for Director Li's old face that was about to slump to the ground.

"Where's Yuan Huan?"

Manager Li felt bitter, but he didn't say, "Beastmaster, I've already had my meal."

Have you eaten?

Zhao Xianao stood up, "Go to Tiger Pavilion."

To Zhao Xianao, the king at this moment is like a child's new toy, he can't wait to hold it in his hand to play with it all the time, so if the king doesn't come, he will go in person.

When he arrived at the Tiger Pavilion, the king had already eaten and drank enough, lying lazily on the bed and falling asleep soundly, when he heard footsteps approaching, the king's eyes slightly opened a gap, glanced at it, saw that it was the dog emperor, and closed it again .

"Yuan Huan." Zhao Xian'ao's tone was extremely gentle. He sat on the edge of the bed and stroked the extremely smooth fur of the king, his eyes curled up, "Have you taken a bath?"

The king ignored him.

Zhao Xianao was so lonely that he stretched out his hand to pinch him, the king tilted his head and opened his mouth to enclose his hand, making the legs of the people next to him go limp from fright.

Fortunately, the king's two sharp teeth did not touch Zhao Xianao's hand, although Zhao Xianao felt the pain, he did not struggle.

"Yuan Huan!" His tone was stern, "Don't bite!"

You still owe me a pinch!

With a glance of the king's eyes, the eunuchs standing beside Director Li had already stretched their hands into their arms, as if if he made a slight movement, countless knives would be pierced into him.

Forget it, let's try our best.

The king let go, turned over and went back to sleep.

Zhao Xianao continued to harass him, rubbing his hands on the king's head non-stop, and pulling the king's ears from time to time.

This dog emperor really thinks I am a sick cat.

The king got up, swished to the ground, and ran out of the hall in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Xianao finally called him up, and went to play with him with a smile.

Those eunuchs with high martial arts skills wanted to follow, but Zhao Xianao stopped him, "You wait here for me."

Manager Li hurriedly stepped forward and said, "The Beast King is a fierce beast after all, the Emperor should be more careful."

"I know."

Except for Director Li, a few eunuchs around him, and the guards hiding in the dark, no one knew that Zhao Xian'ao's martial arts were excellent, and they were taught by the first emperor. Very hardworking, martial arts can be said to be better than blue.

The first emperor had few heirs, only three sons, the eldest son died young, the second son was Zhao Xianao, the eldest son died at a young age, which made the former emperor very heartbroken. After the birth, the late emperor's love for Zhao Xianao did not diminish in the slightest.

Zhao Xianao, who was doted on since childhood, developed a stubborn temper, but he also sincerely admired, admired, and filial piety towards his father. Because of this, before his death, the late emperor insisted on passing the throne to Zhao Xianao, who was neither a descendant nor an elder. At that time, most officials in the court supported Zhao Xianyong's succession.

Fortunately, Prime Minister Situ Zhang and Zhen Guo General Fu Yong obeyed the first emperor's orders, which helped Zhao Xianao keep the throne.

But Zhao Xianyong, who was crowned king, still coveted the throne. He didn't think he was any worse than Zhao Xianao. In fact, he was indeed excellent. He didn't understand why his father favored Zhao Xianao so much. That's why Duan Wang often formed cliques for personal gain. , Small movements continue.

Zhao Xianao ignored him, he was very rich, the soldiers of the Song Dynasty were strong, and there were no vassal kings to make trouble. The imperial power was concentrated in his hands. If King Duan wanted to usurp the throne, he might have to wait for him to die. He is in such good health. Must die before him.

Thinking about it makes him feel sorry for his younger brother.

It's pitiful, but King Duan always makes things disgusting to him. Zhao Xianao is not the kind of person who can bear it. Everyone wants to be a prince.

"Yuan Huan, where are you hiding..." Looking at the king who had his head hidden in the tunnel and his tail flicking outside, Zhao Xianao walked over on tiptoe, "You sleep after eating like this, you will fatter."

The king wanted to whip him with his tail.

You are fat, your whole family is fat, this king is called mighty and majestic.

Seeing that the king still ignored his answers, Zhao Xianao was not angry, as feelings need to be cultivated slowly.

People pretend to have deep feelings because of various interests. Once the interests are damaged, the pretended feelings will be quickly withdrawn. Zhao Xianao believes that animals will not do this.

"Yuan Huan, do you want to play ball?"

The king arched his body into the tunnel, always facing Zhao Xianao with his buttocks.

Zhao Xian looked proudly at the king's ass, "Yuan Huan, you are hurting me so much, I didn't even eat dinner, so I came to play with you."

He just wants to eat and sleep for a while, why is it so difficult.

There is no way, who made him depend on others now, so he can only be wronged and coax this dog emperor.

Hey, tiger life is hard.