They all want to hug my thighs

Under Murong Chong's expectations, Sima Zhong's actions, and Zhou Fu's shock, Jin, represented by Sima Zhong, came out to ask Qin for money.

The monarch was captured, the young master was trapped far away in Zhou State, and the only one in Qin who could support the overall situation was Fu Jian's second son Fu Hui.

Fu Hui originally thought that his father was captured by the brutal King Jin, so he must not survive. He approached Wang Meng with anticipation and shame, and asked against his will: "Prime Minister Wang, father's life and death are unknown now. Rumors are spreading in Qin. How to stabilize the situation?"

Wang Meng never came to support him to the throne as Fu Hui thought, and now he handed over the letter of credence sent by the envoy sent by Sima Zhong to Fu Hui, and he had made up his mind to pay attention.

Fu Hui unfolded the letter of credence suspiciously, a bolt from the blue!

"Little Sima, you are so rampant!" Fu Hui was startled and furious, and Sima Zhong dared to mention it. This is the lion's mouth!

Wang Meng's eyes are firm, he is loyal to Fu Jian, even if Fu Jian dies, he still supports the eldest son as the first, and the most important thing is to welcome Fu Pi back with all his strength.

"The price mentioned by Sima Zhong is not that Qin cannot bear it," implying that Wang Meng is determined to redeem Fu Jian.

"Prime Minister! This is the amount of most of Qin's national treasury! Once it is given to Jin, they will become stronger, and our Qin will be greatly damaged!" Fu Hui said anxiously.

"Exchanging tens of thousands of gold for the king of Qin is worth it!" Wang Mengjiong's piercing eyes seemed to see through Fu Hui, and he said solemnly: "As long as you welcome back the king, you can make a comeback in the future. Already have a different heart?"

His words just hit the darkness in Fu Hui's heart, he looked away in a panic, and hurriedly said: "How can it be! I really want to welcome my father back!"

It's just that there is still a lump in Fu Hui's heart. He is arrogant by nature. He fought against Murong Chong in the history of China, but he was defeated repeatedly. After being scolded by Fu Jian, he simply committed suicide and died. Obviously his mental quality is not very good. .

Wang Meng only thought that he had deterred Prince Hui, who seemed to have a different heart. He was the prime minister who held great power, and he was appointed a general by Fu Jian himself. .

Sima Zhong had figured out Wang Meng's character and used an out-and-out conspiracy.

I still remember that when negotiating the price, Murong Chong once suggested to "sell" Fu Jian at double the current higher price, but was rejected by double votes.

Regarding Murong Chong's confusion, Zhou Fu explained: "The price can't be low, but it can't be so high that they can't bear it, otherwise Qin will smash the cans and smash the new emperor to take the throne, and we will be in vain."

Sima Zhong and Zhou Fu started chatting and discussing, the two emperors were quick thinking, and the topic changed to thousands of miles away, Murong Chong couldn't keep up with their thoughts at all, so he simply waited quietly for the result of their discussion.

In the end, it was negotiated and estimated that two-thirds of Qin's treasury was used as ransom, and put pressure on Wang Meng.

Things have come to this point, and these things are beyond Fu Jian's control. Fu Jian, who has been reduced to a prisoner, was greatly stimulated when he woke up, and he was beyond regret.

"How is Fu Jian in prison now?" Sima Zhong asked.

The subordinate replied: "It's still safe, but I'm on a hunger strike and I don't want to eat."

"A hunger strike?" Sima Zhong raised his eyebrows.

Murong Chong frowned and said, "He wants to commit suicide?"

"If you wanted to kill yourself, you would have bumped into the pillar long ago, how could you persist until now," Sima Zhong said coolly: "How righteous and arrogant are you to be Fu Jian, considering Qin? After all, he is just a selfish If you are a selfish king at the center, otherwise you wouldn’t have become torn apart in the late Qin Dynasty in your previous life, wouldn’t you?”

Murong Chong was silent. Yes, he had a deep understanding of how selfish Fu Jian was. One moment he was affectionate to his sister, and the next moment he was able to exile them from the palace in order to stabilize the government, so that his sister died in a foreign land.

"Then why is he on a hunger strike?"

"Bitch, it's just hypocrisy," Sima Zhong sneered. He recruited manpower and told his subordinates: "Go to the widow's dining room and get a cook, and let him set up a stall of kebabs outside Fu Jian's cell. Remember to sprinkle The spices collected by the widow, the widow wants to see how much backbone he has!"

Murong Chong's mind went blank.

"Mutton skewers!" Zhou Fu shook his head, expecting: "How about we also eat lamb skewers tonight?"

"How about baking it yourself?" Sima Zhong suggested.

"Okay, okay, how many tools did you bring? Are there enough spices?" Zhou Fu asked with interest.

"It's definitely enough for us to eat!" Sima Zhong said cheerfully.

The two gangsters hit it off instantly, and acted in the same manner, Murong Chong was dumbfounded.

Wait, didn't we just talk about the ransom?

However, Sima Zhong and Zhou Fu had already made up their minds, and not long after, bursts of strange fragrance penetrated into the tip of Murong Chong's nose, his nose moved, and the saliva in his mouth began to secrete uncontrollably.

This... this smell is poisonous!

Now his mind is full of clamoring for hunger, wanting to eat!

Sima Zhong picked up a skewer of roasted meat and shook it in front of Murong Chong's eyes, and let out a playful smile: "If you eat this skewer, you will be one of your own, and you will die if you jump off the car halfway!"

Murong Chong finished the skewers in a daze, and ate the skewers into his mouth by accident.

Eloquence is fragrant, meaty fragrance is overflowing, and the world is delicious, but if this is the case, Murong Chong's mind is blank!

Zhou Fu stared seriously at the skewers on the shelf, rolling them around from time to time, sprinkled salt and spices on them.

It tastes even better when baked by yourself!

The boy puffed up his cheeks happily and chewed, his eyes narrowed like a satisfied cat.

There seems to be nothing wrong with this thief ship?

Murong Chong's brain was dull for a second, and he ate a full meal under Sima Zhong's bewitchment in a trance.

It doesn't feel good to be full.

Holding his swollen stomach, Murong Chong's waist and abdomen were no longer as slender as before, and they swelled up under the filling of delicious food at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After returning to the residence, Murong Chong saw his sister Murong Wukao anxiously waiting for him in the house, sometimes wiping tears sadly, with a strange aroma of barbecue, Murong Chong stepped into the house.

Princess Qinghe of Yan State, Murong Wukao approached Murong Chong anxiously, and stopped three steps away from him. She burst into tears instantly, choked with sobs and said, "Fenghuang, are you okay?"

Murong Chong reflexively covered his swollen stomach, he felt that he needed to walk around to digest food.

Seeing his reaction, Princess Qinghe burst into tears, crying uncontrollably: "You have suffered, and King Jin is so vicious."

Murong Chong raised a question mark, hesitated to speak: "Sister Wang, I didn't."

"You don't look like you're okay. King Jin abused you, didn't you?" Princess Qinghe cried loudly: "Sister Wang is useless, she can't protect you."

Murong Chong: ...

No, I'm not, I'm not.

However, no matter how he explained, Princess Qinghe firmly believed that he had been subjected to inhuman abuse, and even went to fetch King Murong Wei of Yan, begging Murong Wei to hire a medical officer for Murong Chong.

When Murong Wei saw Murong Chong, who spent the night with the King of Jin and already had nepotism, his presence really reminded Murong Wei of how incompetent he was, which made Murong Wei angry from embarrassment, and there was already a reaction in his heart , unwilling to meet Murong Chong's eyes.

Nine points of unnaturalness, one point of guilt, he has figured out what kind of virtue his elder brother has in his previous life, and Murong Chong no longer cares.

It's just that Murong Wei moved his nose, his mouth was secreting uncontrollably, and he spoke the voice of the only sane person present: "What kind of smell is this?"

Ke Zuhun and Princess Qinghe kept wiping away their tears, they surrounded Murong Chong and asked him carefully if he wanted to take a bath.

Ke Zuhun said sadly: "Fenghuang, just treat yourself as being bitten by a dog, wash it and it will be clean."

Murong Chong: ...

Under pressure from his mother and sister, Murong Wei sent someone to invite their former medical officer from Yan State.

That is to say, the quack doctor Zhou Fu lost his memory and recovered it. This medical officer is not very good at medicine, but he has a believable and clever mouth.

The medical officer explained Murong Chong's observations and questions, and said to all the people present in Yan Kingdom: "The King of Zhongshan is overworked, his body is overwhelmed, his pulse is heavy and dark, and he is worried and depressed. Now he needs to take a good rest."

Ke Zuhun's thoughts were wrong, and he was very sad. He sighed that his mother was useless and could not protect Feng Huang.

Princess Qinghe even shed tears.

Murong Wei silently glanced away, not meeting Murong Chong's gaze.

Murong twisted his nose angrily: quack doctor!I worry about you big head ghost!

However, no matter how he explained it, under the diagnosis of a quack doctor, everyone in Yan State believed that Murong Chong had been subjected to inhuman abuse, and grief shrouded the house.

The next day, Murong Chong found Zhou Fu and vomited bitterness to him: "Why do Queen Mother and Sister Wang believe in that quack doctor? Why don't they use their brains to think that I am not injured at all!"

Don't you understand what kind of IQ the Kezuhun family is?

Zhou Fu's gaze wandered for a moment, and he comforted Murong Chong, "Fortunately, they believe that you were injured, otherwise you would really have to give Sima Zhong a slap, so as not to arouse others' suspicion."

Murong Chong felt that since the collapse of the Yan Kingdom, everyone around him had become abnormal, it was simply inexplicable!

"Fu Jian has been on the second day of hunger strike, do you want to go and see?" Zhou Fu changed the subject: "Si Ma Zhong asked the cook to scramble eggs and fried rice outside the cell today."

"Egg fried rice???" Murong Chong asked in surprise, "What is egg fried rice?"

Forgive the less knowledgeable Xianbei people who have never seen fried rice with eggs, even Zhou Fu himself has never eaten it, mainly because his appetite is not strong and he can't think of cooking these, but Sima Zhong is obviously more addicted to cooking these delicacies.

When you are hungry, the aroma of fried rice with eggs is simply killing me!The oil, egg flower and rice are rolled on the hot pan, and the sound of stinging and stinging stimulates people's appetite.

Fu Jian sat with his back to Laomen, clenched his fists tightly, his forehead was bulging, his eyes were closed, but his throat was swallowing saliva uncontrollably.

When Murong Chong and Zhou Fu came to the dungeon, they saw Fu Jian's firm back and saw the enemy who was close at hand, Murong Chong's eyes flashed sternly.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Fu asked the cook, "Is the cooking done?"

The cook grinned: "Young master, wait a moment, it will be ready soon!"

The cook shook the spoon, and gave each of Zhou Fu and Murong Chong a bowl of delicious egg fried rice after frying.

According to the usual practice, the jailer threw the rough noodles into the prison, and several people began to eat with relish, calling out from time to time: "It's delicious, it's delicious in the world. I have never eaten such a delicious meal in my life. Can you eat it?" If you taste it, you are willing to die."

Their amazed voices penetrated into Fu Jian's ears and nose along with the fragrance of egg fried rice. Fu Jian took a deep breath, as if he had also tasted such a delicacy, but in fact his empty stomach kept clamoring for hunger!Hungry!Hungry!

Sima boy!You wait for me!

Fu Jian's hatred was firmly locked on Sima Zhong.

Driven by several people, Murong Chong uncontrollably used a spoon to send the fried rice with eggs to his mouth. At that moment, his brain seemed to explode into fireworks, bursting with joy and satisfaction, and his taste buds were soothed. Enjoying food is a happier thing now.

A bowl of egg fried rice was eaten quickly, Murong Chong came back to his senses, his IQ returned to his brain, he held his rice bowl in a tangled and embarrassing manner, and made a big blush.

When had he been so ashamed!To do such a detrimental thing for a few mouthfuls of food.

The cook didn't know about Murong Chong's entanglement, so he kindly asked: "Young master, do you want more?"

"Yes! Another bowl!" Zhou Fu said excitedly, "Master, your skills are amazing!"

"Hahaha, Sajia is the king's personal chef. He has been with the king for many years, and he likes to study these delicacies the most," the cook said with a hearty smile.

Murong Chong saw that Zhou Fu was so open-minded, but he didn't expect that Xiao Fu, who is Zhou Emperor, was so open-minded, sincere and open-minded!I simply broke my cans, what happened to the prison food, this prison food is so fucking delicious!

"Give me another bowl, too."

Hearing the familiar voice, Fu Jian suddenly opened his eyes, and turned his head in disbelief.

In his memory, the Xianbei boy who was lingering with him is now dressed in fine clothes and another beautiful boy. The familiar blue face has a heroic spirit and arrogance that are completely different from the soft and weak in the dream.

Phoenix Emperor.

Fu Jian opened his mouth, but there was no one else in his eyes except Murong Chong.

Murong Chong ate deliciously, and unknowingly ate very full again. He felt someone staring at him, inadvertently raised his eyes, and looked at Fu Jian. His heart was full of complexities that were completely different from wishing him to die. feeling.

Murong Chong was greatly shocked by Fu Jian's dark circles under his eyes and his pale, old and distressed face.

If he can have a better life in this life, why should he be obsessed with fighting a family dog?Murong Chong suddenly felt worthless.

The farthest distance in the world is not between life and death, but when you go to jail hungry and embarrassed, and I eat and drink enough to enjoy delicious food outside!

In his last life, he had already killed Fu Jian with his hands, and in this life, he should also look away.

At this moment Murong Chong only felt elated and relaxed physically and mentally!Suddenly he figured it out, his heart relaxed, he looked away as if nothing had happened, and said to Zhou Fu who looked very kind at this moment: "How soon will Wang Meng come to redeem him?"

"It's only been two days," Zhou Fu replied vaguely, "Sima Zhong has a set time limit, and if you exceed the time limit, you can chop off your fingers."

Sima Zhong said that's what the kidnappers did on TV!

Although Zhou Fu has never watched TV, Zhou Fu understands what tearing up tickets means.

"Chop...chop fingers???" Murong Chong was very surprised when the young man said this without changing his face. More importantly, why didn't he expect such a showy operation?

If Fu Jian's fingers were really chopped off, Wang Meng would faint from fright.

Sima Zhong came to the dungeon and talked face to face with Fu Jian. He was more extreme than before. It was really bad for Fu Jian to stimulate him with words while eating behind his back.

Fu Jian was ashamed and angry, and Wang Meng's ransom was sent to Sima Zhong by envoys while Fu Jian was living like a year.

Sima Zhong accepted the money from Wang Meng and touched his chin: "He really sent the money."

"So? Are you going to send someone to send Fu Jian back?" Zhou Fu was very happy to eat melons and watch the show.

Sima Zhong looked at the sky and the earth, and took out a copper plate: "Zhou Tai, tell me, positive or negative?"

Zhou Fu twitched the corners of his mouth, knowing that Sima Zhong had started to convulse again, so he cooperated with him and replied casually: "Let's just face it."

The copper plate fell on the ground, but it turned upside down. Sima Zhong grinned and burst into flowers, and raised his voice, "Come here, tell Wang Meng that Fu Jian committed suicide in Yan State Prison."

Zhou Fu blinked, picked up the copper plate on the ground, and muttered: "The front and back are not the same? How do you tell the difference?"

Sima Zhong smiled and pointed to his heart: "Distinguish in your heart."

Skinny again!

Zhou Fu rolled his eyes at him and ignored him.

Sima Zhong felt that it was boring for him not to cooperate with him, so he moved to Zhou Fu's side and said mysteriously, "Don't you ask me what I want to do?"

"First mislead Wang Meng so that he has to establish a new monarch, and then send Fu Jian back. At that time, there will be internal turmoil in the Qin Congress." Zhou Fu's political acumen is extremely active, and he can understand almost everything.

Sima Zhong felt very bored, shook his head and sighed: "Hey, Zhou Tai has grown up now, Dad has nothing to teach you."

Zhou Fu's forehead twitched, and angrily picked up the memorial at hand and threw it at Sima Zhong's face!

You wait, wait for Xiao Shi to come, I will never!will help you!

On the other side, Wang Meng almost passed out when he received the news of Fu Jian's suicide, and he cursed at Sima's sincerity and disbelief as a mangy dog. It's a pity that Prime Minister Wang, who is a Confucian, really doesn't know how to swear, no matter how badly he swears, To Sima Zhong, it was neither painful nor itchy.

Half a month later, the envoy Wang Meng asked Emperor Zhou to release Fu Pi was detained again by the Zhou people. Wang Meng, who could not think of a way to welcome Fu Pi back, had to support Fu Hui in order to stabilize the domestic situation.

The first thing Fu Hui did after he came to power was to clean up the forces in the court. He was very capable of crossing rivers and demolishing bridges, and Wang Meng was so angry that he was sick in bed.

Sima Zhong calculated that the time was almost up, and sent someone to send Fu Jian, who had been "saved" by them, back to Qin.

Since then, the state of Qin has been in chaos.

Sima Zhong found Murong Chong in private, and asked him mysteriously, "Do you want to lead troops to attack Qin?"

"You want to attack Qin?" Murong Chong asked in surprise.

"Now that I have made such a large sum of money and disturbed Qin's muddy waters, Fu Jian hates me so much, I will take advantage of his illness to kill him! Why don't I take the opportunity to kill him, lest nights have long dreams." Sima Zhong Zhong said solemnly: "Before Fu Jian stabilized the situation in Qin State, Qin State is now almost powerless to fight back."

"Since that's the case, you can just send troops directly, why bother to ask me?" Murong Chong asked strangely, he didn't think he had such great ability to ask King Jin to ask for advice.

Sure enough, Sima Zhong said in a low voice: "Zhou Tai is quite conservative in his work, and he is a bit hesitant. At this time, he needs to give a push, don't you think so?"

"You are afraid that Xiaofu will stop you, and you want me to persuade him?" Murong Chong said, "Aren't you the King of Jin? Why do you need to ask Xiaofu for permission?"

"That's right, I'm King Jin, but King Jin can't beat Emperor Zhou!" Sima Zhong said jokingly.

At the same time, he thought to himself: I rely on me, I rely on me, Xiao Shi is coming, I have to find a chance to escape!What a good excuse to fight Qin!No one can stop me from going to fight Qin!

Sima wandered around sincerely, and tried his best to fool Murong Chong on the surface: "As long as you do Zhou Tai's work well, attacking Qin is not a problem, I can even make you a general immediately, and you can take down Fu Jian yourself head on the item."

Murong Chong was thoughtful, but at this time he was no longer obsessed with Fu Jian's life and death. Instead, he jumped out of the vortex and his mind cleared up. He asked Sima Zhong: "You have known Xiaofu for many years, but you have not been able to convince him. Do you think I can convince him?"

Sima Zhong persisted and said: "You can't convince him, but you can sell it badly. Although this is not good, I have to say that Zhou Tai is really too soft-hearted, especially for his own people."

After Sima Zhong finished speaking, he suddenly smiled coldly: "Of course if you do something to hurt him in the future, don't blame me for being merciless and wanting to kill you."

Murong Chong's expression was serious, he thought for a moment, and flatly rejected Sima Zhong's proposal: "I am no longer attached to those things now, if you really want to attack Qin, you can discuss it with Xiaofu, why pass the news through me?"

Although Murong Chong didn't know what kind of tricks Sima Zhong was planning, he guessed that there must be a trap in it, and he was determined not to be fooled.

Seeing that Murong Chong couldn't make sense, Sima Zhong frowned slightly, but there was nothing he could do.

Seeing that the day when Xiao Shi and the others arrive here is getting closer, Sima sincerely only wants to escape, but every time he sees Zhou Fu's beautiful face, he becomes cowardly, and his strong desire to survive makes him finally plan to marry Zhou Fu. After discussing with him, we should also analyze with him that this attack on Qin must win, and this opportunity must not be missed!

Zhou Fu was not an unreasonable person, what Sima Zhong said made sense, attacking Qin was a sure thing, of course he agreed.

"Which general do you plan to send? I see that you haven't brought many generals from the Jin Kingdom. Could it be that you want to use the Murong people?" Zhou Fu asked.

Sima Zhong: "..." Twitching, he hesitated to speak, he hesitated to speak, pitiful.

"I don't want to talk about the imperial conquest," Zhou Fu said flatly.

Sima Zhong wanted to cry without tears, and drew his fingers in the air: "Xiao Shi is coming!"

"You can't see him forever, can you? I haven't seen him for two years. Don't you miss him?" Zhou Fu's eyes widened, and he looked at Sima Zhong ashamedly with condemning eyes: "Xiao Shi cares about you so much, and misses you every day. I didn’t care about anything when I got the news of your imperial conquest, I just wanted to see you, I didn’t care about my own safety, and you! I just wanted to escape!”

You scum!You failed Xiao Shi's trust!

The three consecutive tortures from conscience made Sima Zhong's face pale, and he said cowardly: "But now, there are no generals who can support the overall situation, and I am worried about the Murong clan."

Zhou Fu glanced at him: "I'll go."

Sima Zhong jumped up: "What? You go?!" He wanted to cry, but if Zhou Tai left, who would help him bear Xiao Shi's storm?

"Yes, I'll go. You just stay in the Yan Palace honestly and wait for the reconciliation with Xiao Shi." Zhou Fu narrowed his eyes, not very relieved, what if Sima Zhong escaped?

So Zhou Fuyin said tentatively: "Unless you never see me and Xiao Shi for the rest of your life, you don't want to slip away this time."

Sima Zhong was sweating profusely, nodded weakly, not daring to do it again.