They all want to hug my thighs

On a cool and comfortable autumn night, a gentle breeze blew past the dilapidated lanterns outside the Efang Palace, shaking the lanterns to and fro, and even the light and shadow became flickering.

There was a sound of throwing things in the Palace of the King of Qin, and Fu Jian yelled with fury and fear: "What a arrogant Bai Qi! As the guard of the underground palace, he should be loyal to the Fu family and swear to defend Chang'an City to the death." , Now you actually shirk the conquest of the widow and don't want to come to see the widow, is this looking down on the widow, the King of Qin?"

"Your Majesty, please calm down," Wang Meng pleaded, "Your Majesty, the state of Qin still needs the power of the underground palace to resist the Jin people. General Bai has the heart to protect Chang'an City while evading it. Please bear with me the momentary anger. Wait for the siege of Chang'an to be lifted before making a long-term plan!"

Why didn't Fu Jian know this truth? Now that Qin's country is torn apart, in those days when he was not there, the princes of the clans in the imperial court were fighting like black corns. How could he be able to do so when the internal and external difficulties were at stake? Dealing with the city guard generals because of personal anger?

It's just that I feel uncomfortable in the end, and I'm afraid of being broken into the city gate, so I have to rely on Bai Qi.

This feeling of passive acceptance was so disgusting, it reminded him of those days when he was insulted by Sima Zhong in Yecheng.

Fu Jian made up his mind that once the siege of Chang'an City was lifted, he would have the defiant general bow down to him in the future!

The rain gradually started to fall outside the window, and it dripped down on the roof. Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, Fu Jian felt a little uneasy.

He walked left and right in the hall, constantly thinking about the battle pattern between the previous life and the present life, and kept repeating a sentence in his mouth like a bewilderment: "What is wrong?"

As the sound of the rain grew louder, he raised his head inadvertently, and in the torrential rain, he saw his second son Fu Hui approaching menacingly with a group of people.

"Your Majesty! Prince Hui is forcing the palace—" The person who came to report the letter was hacked to death from behind, and the servant fell down in disbelief. Behind him was Fu Hui, who looked like a tiger and wolf: "Prince Hui? King Qin!"

On the other side, Zhou Fu couldn't get rid of Ying Zheng's hand, so he could only hang his hand in the air strangely. He asked Bai Qi in a childish voice, "Is this the entire force of the border guards in Chang'an City?"

Bai Qi lowered his head, he looked at Xiao Zhou Fu without blinking, and reflected in his heart the shrunken face that was almost exactly the same as his lord.

Was the Lord like this when he was a child?

Ahhh, the little master is so-so cute!

Bai Qi, who followed Ying Zheng all the year round and was given dragon blood to conquer all obstacles for him, was still as rigorous and cold as a sculpture on the surface: "Yes, this is the main force of Chang'an City's defenders, and most of them are the terracotta warriors and horses of the master."

Bai Qi's red neck was hidden under the heavy armor, and no one noticed it.

Zhou Fu suddenly realized: "It's no wonder that Murong Chui is invincible, the terracotta warriors are tireless and don't feel pain, and they can get up and fight again after being injured. How can ordinary human beings compare?"

"Are you going to open the city gate now?" Bai Qi asked in a low voice.

At this very moment, Murong Chong was hurrying around in the general's camp. He had agreed to go back and forth for two days, and now it was the third day. The general had not returned yet, so he was naturally worried about Zhou Fu's safety, and he was even more worried about what Murong Chui would do to him. pressure.

No, Murong Chui is here again, Murong Chong is one head and two big, he can't think of a way to explain the general's movements!

"General Murong, the great general is not here!" Murong Chong said with a headache, "Don't ask me anymore, I don't know where the great general has gone."

Murong Chui came in excitedly, was taken aback by Murong Chong's preemptive words, he turned into joy and said: "The general sent a message to let us rectify the army and enter Chang'an City, he has already taken care of the defenders of Chang'an City. "

"Ah???" Murong Chong was stunned: "He sent a message back?"

"That's right, the letter sent by Daoist Xu Fu was written by the general himself," Murong Chui said excitedly, "The last general thought the general was missing, but he went to Chang'an City to persuade the guard to surrender Bai." From now on, the strategic talent of a great general is rare in the world, and Murong Chui sighed to himself that he took down the city of Chang'an without a single soldier!"

Murong Chui was in high spirits, dancing with arms and legs, obsessively praising the great general's brilliance and prowess with an attitude of longing and idol worship.

Murong Chong: ...

Forget it, this Uncle Wang has been played badly for a long time, it is better for him as a normal person to stay away from him, so as not to be infected.

Murong Chong imagined that he had turned into Fu Chuu, and he shuddered, and almost dropped the sword in his hand in fright.

"This is a letter from Daoist Xu Fu ordered by the General." Murong Chui resumed his normal style of painting after his excitement subsided. He seriously handed the letter to Murong Chong, but the flames of joy in his eyes did not go out at all. .

After Murong Chong read the letter, he made a decisive decision: "Reorganize the army and join the general in the city immediately! The general ordered us to issue a military order. Bai Qi has already surrendered. The defenders of Chang'an City are now our own people, and there must be no more conflicts."

Murong Chui said solemnly: "The last general will make arrangements."

Zhou Fu waited in the Bai Qi army, counting the hour with his fingers: "Considering the speed of Xu Fu's footsteps, the Jin army should be leaving now, and it will arrive soon."

He is obviously serious about planning, but in the eyes of others, he is tiger-headed, with short hands, short legs, and dull hair on his head. He thinks seriously like a little adult.

The smile in Bai Qi's eyes was almost overflowing, he was about to speak, but he heard a report from his subordinate: "General, Efang Palace is asking for help!"

Bai Qi restrained his expression, he took Qin King Fu Jian's will seriously, turned his head and respectfully handed it over to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and sneered: "Qin King Fu Jian? Being forced into the palace by his own son really discredited Qin as a brand."

"The fake Qin Qi is exhausted, the lord calm down." Bai Qi said in a low voice.

Yingzheng turned his head to see Zhou Fu stretching his neck curiously to look at the things in his hand, and handed him the imperial edict written by Fu Jian indifferently.

King Qin's imperial decree was too big for Zhou Fu today, he spread the decree on his lap and looked down carefully.

"Fu Hui forced the palace? Fu Jian asked Bai Qi for help," Zhou Fu pondered for a while, then suddenly said: "Sima Zhong's conspiracy has fattened Fu Hui's ambition!"

They all sat on the position of King Qin, and all civil and military officials in the court listened to his orders. As a result, within a month, his father came back, and as soon as he came back, his rights were taken away and he was reduced to a prince. Of course, Fu Hui was not convinced.

"Let them fight," Ying Zheng said flatly, "They will both lose, and it will be good for you to destroy the fake Qin."

Fake Qin, Fake Qin... It seems that Ying Zheng was overwhelmed by those people.

Zhou Fu nodded and rolled up the imperial decree: "Then ignore them."

"Yes!"

The sky was white, the rain was over and the sky cleared. The gates of Chang'an City opened quietly, and thousands of well-equipped and energetic Jin troops entered Chang'an City in droves.

The people in the city huddled in their houses and did not want to go out, but in the Afang Palace, Fu Hui, who had murdered his father and seized the throne, was surrounded by the Jin army before he took the throne.

When everything was settled, it went smoothly inconceivably. Murong Chong was not shocked when he heard that Fu Jian was killed by his son. Let him go with the wind, in this life, it is good to be a stranger to him.

Walking indifferently in the Palace of the King of Qin, Murong Chong saw the dilapidation of the Efang Palace. He thought that he had occupied this place in his previous life, enjoyed the most glorious years of his life here, and then welcomed the death of his subordinates tragically. betray.

"This place is poisonous. Could it be that it has been cursed, whoever lives in it will be unlucky," Murong Chong muttered, he shook his head when he came back to his senses, thinking that he had also been infected with King Jin's eccentricities without knowing it. ?

Sima Zhong: Should I be called a quirk even if I complain?What the king did was too aggrieved.

Murong Chui pointed at Zhou Fu and said tremblingly: "Why is the illegitimate son of the general in the Qin Palace!"

Bai Qi bowed his head and followed Zhou Fu like a loyal dog. They couldn't see Ying Zheng's soul, and they only regarded Bai Qi as loyal to Zhou Fu.

Murong Chui thought this was normal, their general had such a convincing charm!It's perfectly normal to guard the little master for their general.

Murong Chong, whose brain IQ was still online, felt a great sense of disobedience, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. He looked at Murong Chui, who had dug his head into the general's pit and refused to get up, opened his mouth, unable to say anything. Come on.

Uncle Wang, who was so normal in his previous life, why did he become like this in this life?Murong Chong shook his head regretfully, and reminded him kindly: "General Murong, this is not the son of the great general, he is the great general."

Murong Chui nodded, and praised, "That's right, seeing how similar the child is to the General, it must belong to the General..."

He couldn't continue. Facing Murong Chong's weird eyes, Murong Chui was stunned: "He, how could he be a great general? The general is wise and powerful, and he can fight off monsters and monsters. He is more than eight feet tall. Kong Wu is powerful..."

Murong Chong's eyes, as if looking at a mentally retarded person, gradually turned to sympathy, and he hesitated to speak: "Uncle Wang, you are quite crazy."

"No!" Murong Chui said excitedly: "How could the general, how could he be like this." You are young!Fragile!still... still...

The little ball of powder said tenderly: "What else?"

It was obviously a childish question, but it put enormous pressure on Murong Chui for no reason, cold sweat poured down his back, his legs were a little weak, and he almost fell to his knees.

Murong Chong didn't feel very good either, he clenched his teeth tightly, but couldn't stop the chattering of his teeth, he didn't even dare to look directly at the suddenly breathtaking powder.

Breathtaking, big-headed ghost forehead!

Zhou Fu was dumbfounded, he pulled Ying Zheng who had suddenly put down his air-conditioning before, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Ying Zheng raised his brows slightly, looked away as if nothing had happened, and unobtrusively withdrew his outward momentum, urging: "It's getting late, you should go to bed."

Zhou Fu, who has not been stared at by the "alarm clock" since the people around him awakened, is already a night owl who often stays up late, not to mention the naughty age of "five years old". .

Now his father actually wants him to go to bed? !

Zhou Fu noticed that Ying Zheng squinted his eyes, his unquestionable attitude, and could see that the day when he would be controlled by his own father in the future was coming.

How can this be? !How does this make Zhou Fu, who is "rich in nightlife" at night, live?

On the surface, Zhou Fu, who was 100% eager to survive, obediently complied, and arranged for the two lieutenants Murong Chui and Murong Chong to finish their work without a doubt.

The hidden guards of the Jin Kingdom who were summoned were all Sima Zhong's confidantes, and they were the kind who wouldn't change their face even if the sky collapsed. Eyes, under Ying Zheng's satisfied gaze, he ordered someone to clean up a room and go to bed, and then Zhou Fu quietly returned to the tuba.

Ying Zheng, who has not figured out the rules of Zhou Fu's trumpet, has no idea that the bear has changed places and continued to wander.

The days of battling wits and courage are still to come, and Ying Zheng, who was immersed in his son's well-behaved and cute appearance in this life, had no idea that those people had instilled something in Zhou Fu during his deep sleep.

As autumn passed and winter came, the state of Qin ushered in its downfall in the harsh autumn night, and Sima Zhong, who had spent his days in Yecheng, the capital of the state of Yan, finally greeted the general who had left for the expedition with snot and tears.

When the army entered the city, it was greeted by civil and military officials from the whole court. King Jin, who was looking forward to Zhou Fu's return every day, looked forward to seeing Murong Chong and Murong Chui leading the army with a bit of surprise on his face.

"Where's the widow's general?" King Jin greeted the soldiers who had returned in triumph, but he couldn't see the figure of the main general, and his expression was a little uneasy.

He thought of a possibility, and his face was instantly pale as paper, crumbling.

Sure enough, Murong Chui's expression was distorted, twisted into a sad look, and said sadly: "Your Majesty, General Murong Fu led the army to attack the Qin State, and died heroically!"

Murong Chui sadly recited the lines he had negotiated before, his expression was stiff and his acting skills were exaggerated, but at this moment no one paid attention to these.

Xiao He who was following Zhou Xiaoshi's face changed drastically when he heard this, and was greatly shocked.

He worked so hard to come to Yecheng, but Jin Wang said that the identity of Wei Wang Ye is Murong Fu, he led the army to fight, and now he died in the battle?

Xiao He was heartbroken, is God playing with him?He and Prince Wei are like a pair of fateful mandarin ducks, will it be difficult to see each other in this life?

Sima Zhong's mind went blank, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

what what?Emperor Zhou killed himself again?How long does it take to cut the account and retrain?

Murong Chong, who was sitting on the horse, came down with Murong Chui to meet the King of Jin. His cloak moved, and a little gap was opened from inside, and a ball of powder came out.

Murong Chong handed the powdered dumpling to Murong Chui who was waiting below, and got off the horse himself.

Murong burst into tears: "My lord, this is the youngest son left by the great general."

Sima Zhong's gaze moved down, and he met a pair of cute baby eyes that seemed to be [-] times more beautiful.

Xiaomengwa looked at him with a smile, her lips moved slightly: "Sima Zhong."

Fuck!I don't study much, so don't be an ass on me!This is clearly Zhou Tai's childhood!

Sima Zhong was greatly shocked and took a step back, suddenly felt a flash in the back of his waist, and his face turned pale instantly.

"What's the matter?" Xiaomengwa was curious to see Sima Zhong posing alone there, wondering what the hell he was doing.

A pair of slender hands appeared from behind Sima Zhong, supporting his waist to make him return to his posture.

Zhou Fu raised his head, but Zhou Xiaoshi looked at him with a smile on his face, and nodded to him tenderly and amiably.

"Let's go in first, all court civil and military will participate in the celebration banquet later," Sima Zhong said stiffly, he seemed to have lost his waist just now!

"For the pension for the orphan of the great general, the widow will personally raise him," Sima Zhong insisted after saying these words, and he was supported by Zhou Xiaoshi back to the bedroom in cold sweat. Not long after, screams came from the bedroom Voice: "My old waist is about to break! Ouch, Xiao Shi, rub it lightly!"

King Jin disappeared for a while, and then limped back with the help of his servant. The celebration banquet was held as scheduled.

The turmoil from the outside world did not affect the small corner where Zhou Fu was, Xiao He cautiously approached the little one who was said to be the orphan of King Wei: "Hello."

Zhou Fu was greatly surprised by his hesitant approach to strike up a conversation, he swallowed the delicious food on his lips in a funny way, and blinked: "Master Xiao, are you all right?"

It was a strange thing that a half-smile expression appeared on a little milk baby, but the damn familiar feeling made Xiao He plop in fright, and sat down on the ground.

He tremblingly said in horror: "You, you are..."

"I thought you found out who this king is, so I came to look for this king," Zhou Fu said with a tongue twister in a low voice, almost only the two of them could hear it, with a hint of ridicule, familiar to Xiao He. Surprise turned into joy, tears filled my eyes!

Seeing that he was about to cry out excitedly, Zhou Fu grabbed a piece of pastry and stuffed it into Xiao He's mouth, making a hissing gesture in response to his widening eyes.

Xiao He understood in a second, nodded and smiled after realizing it, but his hands were trembling with excitement, a tear fell uncontrollably from his eyes like a broken bead, and disappeared on the ground.

When he raised his head again, his face was as clean as before, and his emotions were all calmed down. It's great that King Wei is still alive!No matter what he has become, this amazingly talented, beautiful and unparalleled person is still alive!This is a shot in the arm for Xiao He, who regards King Wei as an idol and a beacon, leaving only ecstasy and luck in his heart.

Fortunately, there is Jiang Shengren, fortunately, the prince is Jiang Shengren's disciple!

Xiao He came to Yandu this time as an envoy of the Jin Kingdom, and his status was detached. He wanted to sit next to the orphan of the great general. King Jin didn't speak, and no one said anything.

In fact, Xiao He was full of questions, why Zhou Xiaoshi was in charge of King Jin’s servant, and why they knew that Prince Wei had returned from his dead body. Zhou Xiaoshi explained to him that Jiang Shengren thought of a way to save this disciple, so Jin Wang Sima Zhong was right. What about their benefits?

Isn't the Great Zhou and the Jin State at war?Why is it that the king of Jin treats them kindly and seems to be particularly afraid of Zhou Xiaoshi?

"On the first night we arrived, the King of Jin talked with Zhou Xiaoshi all night," Xiao He whispered into Zhou Fu's ear, "I don't know what they talked about, but Master Zhou has been with you all the time since the second day. King Jin never came back, lord, Mr. Zhou..."

"Let him go," Zhou Fu pricked up his ears, observed the left and right movements, and whispered to Xiao He, "You all saw that Zhou Jin didn't start a war when you came here."

The wind in the ear was hot, and the baby's baby voice and bubbly sound broke Xiao He's heart, Xiao He nodded thoughtfully.

"Your Majesty and King Jin have always been close," Zhou Fu said, raising his eyes to look at Zhou Xiaoshi and Sima Zhong above him. He always felt that the relationship between these two people was weird, was it his illusion?

Zhou Fu was puzzled secretly, and he couldn't tell the reason, so he simply didn't think about it.

"But Jin has captured Qin Yan, and its territory will be twice the size of Great Zhou!" Xiao He reminded eagerly, "My lord, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers..."

"We will take care of this matter," Zhou Fu shook his head lightly, picked up the wine glass, and had a drink with Xiao He: "Master Xiao may not understand the key point, but as long as you are here, it is not a problem. You can Experience it first-hand and understand the changes between Zhou and Jin in the next few years."

The phantom of Ying Zheng stared at the wine glass held by Zhou Fu's little hand, and the wine in it was drained by him at once.

Zhou Fu raised his head and drank it, but it was empty.

Huh?Where's my wine?

Zhou Fu foolishly poured himself another cup, and drank again, but failed again.

It would be a ghost if someone didn't know that someone was making a fool of himself, Xiaotuanzi frowned delicately and glared at Yingzheng.

Ying Zheng was dumb, his handsome face was ruthless, and he said coldly: "How old are you, you just want to drink?"

Why can't you drink alcohol?I have already drank it!

Zhou Fu was not happy anymore, with a stern face and a pouted mouth, obviously with the same cold face, but because of the filter of the small [-] times beauty camera, he looked like a stubborn child throwing a temper tantrum.

Ying Zheng not only didn't get angry because of his cold face, but was attracted by it. He smiled secretly in his heart, but said calmly on the surface: "Before you are an adult, it's better not to touch this kind of food too much, so as not to grow taller when you get it."

Even no, not tall!

What he said was a bit heart-wrenching, Zhou Fu thought that he hadn't grown into the appearance of an eight-foot man so far, and became listless.

Seeing him drinking three glasses in a row, Xiao He hurriedly took the glass for him, and persuaded him in a low voice with concern: "My lord finally got a healthy body, so you should take good care of it. Now that you are still young, drinking too much is useless. , what if I don’t grow taller in the future?”

Another sentence, not tall, pierced Zhou Fu's heart hard, bloody.

Zhou Fu pushed the pot of wine away listlessly, and said sadly: "I just don't want to drink it."

The bright and sad appearance of the little thing looks very gratifying, which makes Ying Zheng very happy. He probably found some reason, for example, Zhou Fu is most afraid of growing up into a dwarf in the future?

In fact, there was a lifetime between father and son, and Zhou Fu's growth period in this lifetime, Ying Zheng really didn't know how to get along with Zhou Fu.

Government affairs, how to deal with people, have been taught by masters, now that Zhou Fu is mature, there is no need for his old father to intervene too much.Life is managed by the now loyal Zhao Gao, and a caring and desolate beauty Bao Si is there to help, so there is no need for the old father to worry about it.

In terms of love, he is only five years old!Who dares to go crazy and send a beauty to a cub, Ying Zheng, who is the first and who is in a hurry!

Ying Zheng observed what Zhou Fu and his sisters were doing for a few days, and was sighing with regret and relief when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Doesn't he take a break when the size is switched?

When did a flash of light flash in my mind and get up in the middle of the night to write a plan, and write excitedly until early in the morning...

I like to eat meat, but every time I have to coax Zhao Gao to be willing to eat a few bites of vegetarian food, who is this bad habit I learned from?

There is also the wind and fire style of saying that the wind is the rain, and you have to do it right away when you think about it, without giving yourself any time to adapt and rest. Sometimes when you are busy with a few things, you will stay up late and work overtime until dawn, and then you will have enough time to sleep together. A dark place.

When Zhou Fu "digged a hole to bury himself" again, Ying Zheng couldn't hold back anymore, he broke out in silence.

Not tall!Get bald!Premature aging and wrinkles!Three consecutive...

Since then, whenever Zhou Fu's diet and life were irregular, and he was tossing around and staying up all night, his old father Ying Zheng would use this statement to stop him.This made Zhou Fu terrified, so he summoned the medical officer suspiciously to ask him how to grow hair and beautify his face. From then on, he began to live a regular life of eating more and exercising more.

Ying Zheng was entangled in his heart that Li Qing had changed a lot, and at the same time cruelly listed Li Si's hair as an example for Zhou Fu to learn from.Oh yes, there is also Zhang Zhao's chrysanthemum face. Zhang Zhao stayed up too late when he was young, and his face is full of wrinkles at the age of 40.

Zhang Zhao: ...

Zhou Fu's expression of disapproval was gradually replaced by fear. Seeing him like this, Ying Zheng felt a little guilty: Did I exaggerate too much?Look at scaring the kid.

Zhou Fu said in shock: "I don't dare to switch between the two accounts and stay up late to work. Staying up late will not only become a dwarf, but also a bald man! Little old man! It's too scary!"

He patted his chest with lingering fear: If he had known earlier and prevented it, compared to Mr. Li's irreversible situation, he still has time to prevent it now.

Seeing that he said this, the old father had achieved his goal of discipline, so he closed his mouth regretfully.

Ying Zheng regretted and felt guilty: This is too easy to deceive, right?