The Villain Regent After the Buddha Line [Transmigration Book]

Looking at the boy who was still chasing the pony cub in the yard, Bai Jun beckoned and pulled him to a hidden corner: "Have you learned all the sword skills I taught you last time?"

The child nodded, took out a crescent-shaped sharp machete from his sleeve, and showed it to Mr. Bai.Holding the handle of the knife in his small hand, he has a vigorous posture, flowing clouds and flowing water, and he can feel a strong wind of the knife all over his body.

But Bai Jun looked at him and seemed dissatisfied. 12 years old is still too young. Although his movements are skillful and smooth, he still lacks a lot of strength.Worry flashed between his brows, and when the child stopped and turned around, Bai Jun returned to his usual smile.

He stretched out his hand and touched the child's head, the sleeve slipped off, and a hideous scar appeared on the wrist.Bai Jun frowned, and quickly covered up his sleeves.

If it wasn't for the fact that his two tendons hadn't been severed, he would no longer be able to use his knives to hold a knife, and there would be no need for this child's hands to be covered in blood.

"This time the movement is much more precise than before, but the strength is still a bit weaker."

The child held the scimitar in his hand, and seemed to be a little puzzled by what he said, "the strength is a bit weak". He had clearly used his maximum strength and was not lazy at all, so why did he say that his strength was not enough?

Bai Jun leaned down, put the child's shoulders and pointed to the opposite palace wall: "Do you see that wall? When can you climb up the palace wall with only the strength of your arms without using your legs? When will your strength enough."

Looking at the towering palace wall, the child nodded half-understanding, then looked back at him and asked, "Mr. Bai, when can we leave? I don't want to live here anymore. I'm so afraid of that person."

Bai Jun bent down, embraced the child tenderly in his arms, and gently rocked it as if he was still a baby.

"Climb up the palace wall first, as long as you have strength, there will be nothing in this world that can trap you."

In fact, at the beginning, that person was not that scary, and he was even very kind to him and Mr. Bai, but one time he was playing with other princes in the back garden, and a palace man chewed his tongue, saying that he did not look like the other princes at all. Not like, maybe it's not the emperor's child at all.

It was just a nonsense at first, but it quickly spread like wildfire. After that, every time he passed by the back garden, he would attract glances and whispers from others.

Then, that person also began to lose his temper frequently. From the beginning of the quarrel to the subsequent fight, Bai Jun's attitude towards him has always been very cold, and he never took the initiative to talk to that person, but occasionally he was pushed into a hurry Only a few words of sarcasm will be made.

Now the most prosperous West Palace in the past has become quieter than the Leng Palace.In addition to him and Bai Jun, the huge palace is the white pony.

The palace servants who come to deliver meals every day can only deliver them to the door, and then he opens a narrow door and quickly takes in the food boxes outside.

Looking at the only steamed bun and a plate of clear porridge in the food box, he touched his shriveled stomach, swallowed, and ran into the house with the food box: "Mr. Bai, I've already eaten it. It's for you."

Bai Jun opened the food box, looked at the clean edge of the bowl, and knew that the child must have moved, picked up the steamed bun and handed it to him: "Eat it, how can we practice in the afternoon if we don't have the energy. I'll point to you if we can go out."

After Bai Jun finished his porridge, he quickly went back to bed to rest. Recently, his sleepiness has been getting longer and longer. He fell asleep before it was dark, and he didn't wake up until noon the next day.

Holding the steamed bun in his hand, he took small bites, only ate a small half, and put the rest back into the food box. After drinking half a pot of weak tea to barely fill his stomach, he went to the backyard to practice climbing the wall.

The walls of the palace itself are high, especially the wall of the West Palace, which is half a foot higher than the other palaces, and the walls are smooth, there is not even a place to cling to, even if you use your hands and feet to climb up, it is not easy. What's more, you don't need your legs but your arms.

He practiced for four or five days in a row, and every time he climbed halfway, he couldn't help falling down. The repeated failures made his back full of bruises, and he couldn't help but gasp when he bent over.But he couldn't stop, Bai Jun said that whether they can leave here depends entirely on whether he can climb the wall.

He practiced very late that day, and walked back with the pony cub, his stomach was already a little cramped, and the meals delivered in the past few days have become less and less, and the steamed buns have changed from one to half. Even porridge is mixed with sand.

Bai Jun was still lethargic all day long, and his spirit became more and more depressed. Every time he woke up, besides teaching him the sword technique, he would ask him if he climbed the palace wall today.

He shook his head every time, Bai Jun was not angry or blamed him, but he was still very guilty.I feel that if he is more confident, maybe Bai Jun's life will not be as sad as it is now.

He clutched his stomach and wanted to go back to drink water to satisfy his hunger, but when he walked to the front yard, he suddenly smelled a long-lost smell of meat, he paused, and the whole person stayed in place.I couldn't help but look around, where did the smell of meat come from, why did it come to the West Palace?

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and he turned around to see a tall, bright yellow figure, glowing dimly in the dark night, with a food box in his hand, approaching quickly.

Facing the emperor's gaze, he couldn't help but feel his legs go weak for a while, he wanted to turn around and run away holding the pony, but finally endured and endured, and stayed where he was.

"Father."

He bowed his head in greeting and watched the feet stop in front of him.

"You still know how to greet you, and ran away this time without seeing me?"

Hearing the emperor's laughter, a drop of cold sweat dripped down the back of his neck and sank into his collar along his spine.

The emperor changed his previous cynical attitude, reached out and patted his shoulder, and handed the food box to his hand.

"Father is not here for a while, you have lost a lot of weight, and your face has become smaller. This is the crispy meat that father specially asked the dining room to make. Hurry up and eat it while it is hot." He said and opened the lid of the food box for him , took out a bowl of meat inside.

Looking at the pieces of attractively colored crispy meat, they are neatly arranged in the bowl, each slice is evenly thick, and half a bowl of rich soup is soaked underneath.

This was too tempting for him who couldn't get enough of porridge and steamed buns for half a month.

He looked at the bowl of meat, then glanced at the emperor gratefully, and almost begged: "Father, can I take it back to eat with Bai Jun?"

"Do you want to eat with him?" The emperor seemed to have thought of something funny, smiled for a while, and shook his head again, "No need, I guess he has already slept so late, and the emperor will send someone to make him a bowl tomorrow." , isn’t it just crispy meat, can the palace lack this bowl of meat?”

Looking at the extinguished lights in the bedroom, he swallowed hard looking at the meat in the bowl, and finally couldn't help but picked up the chopsticks and began to eat.

This crispy meat used to be a dish often made by Nishinomiya. It is sweet on the outside and salty on the inside. After the meat is simmered on a low heat until it is half-cooked, it is picked up and coated with a layer of egg, and then fried in an oil pan. After it is cooked, it is quickly removed. , placed in a bowl and poured a layer of sweet sauce.

He put the crispy meat in his mouth and chewed it. After eating four or five pieces in a row, the hunger in his stomach gradually subsided. He gradually realized that the meat seemed to be a little different from the ones he ate before. The meat was very chewy. But it has a slight fishy smell, a bit like undercooked fish.

When the chopsticks were stretched in again, it seemed that something had touched the bottom of the bowl, and there was a crisp clang. He stared at the bowl for a moment, and used the chopsticks to push aside all the surrounding meat slices. A piece of green warm jade suddenly appeared in the bowl. bottom of the bowl.He slowly pulled the jade pendant out with his chopsticks, facing the moonlight, his black eyes gradually opened to an unbelievable degree.

The emperor on the side finally couldn't help laughing out loud, as if all the hatred was vented at this moment.

"Is your father's meat delicious, little bitch? Haha! If Mr. Bai knew that you ate that groom's meat, I don't know what expression he would make. Eat slowly, didn't it taste delicious just now, why don't you eat it now? Don't worry, there is still a lot of meat left, what you just ate was your father's left leg, and tomorrow I will eat his right leg for you, hahaha!"

The bowl in his hand shattered with a bang, and the few pieces of crispy meat that remained were sprinkled on his feet. He knelt on the ground, and the meat he ate just now rushed out with acid, chewed it The pink meat dregs vomited all over the ground.Tears ran down his cheeks, and the whole yard was filled with the sound of his heart-piercing vomiting.

The little white horse squatted beside him, lowering its head and carefully licking the back of its master's hand.

It wasn't until he fainted from vomiting and stuck his head on the puddle of vomit that the emperor turned and left in satisfaction.

Since then, he never ate any meat, and even the smell of cooked meat could not restrain his gastric juices. He buried the piece of warm jade under the wall of the West Palace, and concealed what happened that night from Mr. Bai.

That was the first and last thing he hid from Bai Jun in his life.

He became very sleepy, always woke up in the middle of the night, and burst into tears every time he opened his eyes.He seemed to be dreaming of the groom again.

The groom bent down and said, "If you want a pony, just kiss him. Just as I leaned over to kiss him, I found that the groom's left leg was missing. When I looked up, the person in front of me became an emperor, holding a bowl of crispy meat." his mouth.

"Eat, isn't it delicious? Your father's meat is delicious, hahaha!"

He woke up from nightmares again and again, picked up the pony under the bed with bare feet, and hugged him tightly. He always felt that the pony had a grassy smell similar to that of the groom.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He hugged the pony tightly and apologized in tears, but no matter how many times he said it, the guilt in his heart would not be lessened.

Later, he simply got up after every nightmare and went to the backyard to practice climbing the wall. When the sun rose in the east and illuminated every corner of the West Palace, he would lie back on the bed and take a nap with the pony in his arms.

Forget about eating and sleeping like this, his arm strength also began to improve by leaps and bounds, and finally at dawn one day, he climbed onto the palace wall with only one hand.

That was also the first time he looked down at this place from a high position, the first time he was so close to freedom, as if he could grow wings and fly away from here as long as he jumped.