Born to be a showman

Zhang Meimei, who just watched her high-level temptation from behind, was very happy. To be honest, she was greatly stimulated by such a breakthrough performance of true feelings.

But when he saw Jiang Chiyue chatting with Xiaoting, he immediately became happy.

To be honest, now she feels more and more that this little brother is pleasing to the eye no matter how you look at it.Although the other party was quite fierce when he was serious, she was still a little inexplicably scared.

Zhang Meimei greeted Jiang Chiyue with a grin: "I heard that Zhou Ke was going to bring a newcomer here in person this morning, and I was still wondering what kind of Buddha could work for Zhou Ke. I never expected it to be you."

Jiang Chiyue raised her eyebrows: "Sister Jiang, you are being polite. Chi Yue is also very happy to see a beauty like Sister Zhang on the set!"

Zhang Meimei took out her hand: "In this case, let's add a Penguin account, and we will keep in touch in the future!"

Jiang Chiyue: ... so familiar?

Jiang Chiyue was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that she reached out to take the phone from Xiaoting, and the two added each other as friends: "Sister Zhang is quick to talk, she is a straightforward person!"

While talking, the director's assistant Xiao Wang hurried over: "Brother Jiang, the director told you to hurry up and prepare. After Mr. Guan's two shots, there is no need to change the scene, so we will shoot your scene!"

After speaking, he dragged Jiang Chiyue to change clothes and modify makeup, and pointed out the plot belonging to Xiao Zheng to him by the way.

Jiang Chiyue looked down at the script, and the makeup artist was working on his head. Xiaoting chatted to Jiang Chiyue about the news she had just inquired about: "Mr. Guan is an old veteran, and he has been very busy with work recently. He said he was filming A documentary, the work has been compressed into these few days, I watched it just now, Mr. Guan plays the emperor, he is really powerful when he gets angry, when he swears, I almost kneel with those ministers!"

Jiang Chiyue laughed: "Okay, let's be quiet for a while, let me read the script first? Huh?"

Xiaoting immediately felt that it was not scary for Teacher Guan to be angry at all. My brother Jiang's word "um" really had richer meanings every time I heard it.

This is a scene where Xiao Zheng and the emperor were in the imperial study, Xiao Zheng invited himself to the border, had a dispute with the emperor, and finally the emperor reluctantly nodded and let go.

Jiang Chiyue read it once, then closed her eyes and thought carefully in her mind.

After half an hour.

In the imperial study room, the emperor had just finished discussing the front-line war with his ministers, and he pressed his brows tiredly. The chief eunuch went up to massage and relax the emperor lightly.

The emperor opened his eyes, waved back the eunuch who was serving him, his face softened a lot, and his tone softened: "Let this kid in, I just told him to follow Mr. Wang to do his errands well the day before yesterday. Could it be that I'm getting impatient today?"

Xiao Zheng was wearing a black brocade suit, and the young man who had not yet reached the crown unconsciously showed a little more calmness in a place where the emperor could not see, and his every move was more like the emperor's younger brother who had gone earlier, which made the emperor a little dazed.

The young man's black boots stepped on the hard floor of the imperial study, making a slight sound, which brought the emperor back from his trance for a moment.

Xiao Zheng quickly stepped forward and knelt on the ground to pay respects to the emperor: "Uncle emperor!"

The emperor waved his hand funny and angrily, and asked the eunuch beside him to help him up: "How many times have I said, there is no need to perform such a grand ceremony in private, and besides, you are nondescript greeting, let those censors hear it, and make trouble again gone."

When Xiao Zheng heard the emperor's teasing, he didn't say anything like usual, "So what if I hear it? What can they do to me?" or "They are just jealous that I have a close relationship with the emperor's uncle. If we change places, he will be so beautiful! Also see What about me? Who is stupid?"

The young man stood up straight, lowering his eyelids to make it difficult to see the turbulent emotions inside. He waved back the little eunuch who came to help him, his mouth was slightly pursed, his face was calm like never before, only his hands hanging slightly in his cuffs were clenched into fists, Blue veins appeared on the back of the fair hand, and then returned to normal.

Everyone in the hall keenly sensed that the atmosphere was unusual, the emperor's expression darkened, and he waved his hand to let the eunuchs and maids retreat, leaving only the uncle and nephew.

The emperor sat back in his chair, his eyes were deep, and his voice was deep: "Zhenger, Wen Ya's death was an accident, and all of us are very sad. I know that you and Wen Ya grew up together, and the relationship is extraordinary, and it cannot be relieved for a while. It’s inevitable, but I’m Wen Ya’s father, can’t I feel sorry for my child? If you’re too tired from running errands recently, go back and rest for a few days. Your aunt said that she hasn’t seen you for a long time, and she has time to go to the back Look at her."

After listening with lowered eyes, Xiao Zheng silently kowtowed to the high emperor, slowly straightened his waist, raised his eyelids slightly, and finally met the eyes of the emperor sitting above him.

The emotions in the young man's eyes were so complicated that the emperor was momentarily stunned.

The kind of pain that sees through everything but can't do anything, seems to be deeply imprinted in his bones and blood, unless he dies, he can't get relief.

When the young man spoke again, his voice was hoarse, and the turbulent emotions in his eyes had calmed down, and his still immature face was full of determination.

"Uncle, Xiao Zheng is sixteen years old. Since his father passed away, he has been conferred the title of prince. It has been fourteen years. In the past, I always thought that we are a family, fighting back and forth. It's uncomfortable, my nephew can only stay away from it, at least our Xiao family's country, no matter who comes to power in the end, it will not embarrass our ancestors."

As he spoke, a layer of red clouds appeared on the boy's cheeks, but his face was still calm, but his hands on his thighs were tightly clutching the robes under his hands, and his voice raised slightly: "But when is it now? Internal troubles and external troubles! Barbarians occupy They destroyed seventeen cities in my Dajing, robbed and plundered all kinds of crimes. They killed my people and humiliated my father and daughter on the territory of my Dajing. They are rampant to this point! Fifty thousand innocent souls in the sky above Silver City are struggling and crying day and night! When the people are panicking and the people are in desperate need of comfort, we are still thinking about what kind of humble gesture we will use to send Sister Wen Ya out, so as to make the barbarians happy for a while and slow down their aggression."

Speaking of this, the young man stared at the water-faced emperor without blinking, his eyes were red, his voice was dry and hoarse, and his lips trembled uncontrollably: "Uncle Emperor, people say that loving the people is like a son, but I say that people have relatives." Far and near, the [-] people in Silver City are not as close as their own children in the hearts of the superiors, I am very sad, but I can understand."

As he spoke, the boy blinked awkwardly, and a teardrop slid down the corner of his eye to his chin, and soon disappeared.

But the young man's heart seemed to be more determined, his eyes were clear, and his lips parted lightly: "Zheng'er will ask you one last time, as long as you tell me, Zheng'er will believe you. Why did Sister Wen Ya pass away suddenly?"

The emperor's majesty does not allow a junior to provoke, even if this person is rumored to be the emperor's favorite nephew, finally he can't bear it anymore and shouted: "Presumptuous!"

Then a teacup passed by the corner of Xiao Zheng's eyes, and then there was a dull and crisp sound, the tea scattered, and Xiao Zheng's face and clothes were covered with water stains.

But the kneeling boy still had his back straight, his body swayed imperceptibly a few times, and soon recovered to his original state. When he opened his eyes, he showed a sense of desolation that "it really is so".

Facing the furious eyes of the superior, the young man bent down deeply, put his forehead on the ground, and slowly got up after a while, his eyes became stable again, but something was different after all.

"Xiao Zheng asked himself to guard the border. The City of Silver will not return to the territory of Dajing for a day, and Xiao Zheng will not return to the capital for a day. He is willing to shed the last drop of blood for Dajing. With the blood of my Xiao family's royal family, the souls of one party will rest in peace, so that the living Those who are happy, please agree."

After speaking, he bent down and kowtowed, and made a big salute.

There was still no sound from above, Xiao Zheng stood up alone, and calmly adjusted his robes. The sun shone on him through the window, as if he was still the young man who was proud of his horseshoe and who was the man in countless girls' dreams.

The emperor kept looking at him with a gloomy expression, not knowing what he was thinking, Xiao Zheng was not afraid, turned around slowly and walked out.

When Xiao Zheng walked to the door, the emperor's voice behind him was dry: "Zheng'er, have you thought about it? The enemy's swordsmen on the battlefield don't recognize you as my lord."

Xiao Zheng's footsteps stopped and he didn't look back, his voice was full of bitterness: "Uncle Huang, if you stay here, Xiao Zheng will go crazy. Xiao Zheng has no ambitions since he was a child, and he only wants to care about the well-being of his relatives. There is only this little wish. Anyone who wants to dream is a luxury."

After finishing speaking, the young man turned around slightly and knelt on the spot: "May you be happy and healthy from now on."

After finishing speaking, the young man got up resolutely, opened the closed door of the imperial study room, and strode away with a lonely back.