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Master Luo was in a coma for a long time, and finally woke up!

No matter how thoughtful the courtiers are, the common people and students all over the place seem to cheer.

After all, a series of good deeds for the country and the people, such as opening up Enke, quelling chaos in Fuzhou, opening warehouses for disaster relief, etc., were all counted on his head.

Of course, their admiration for Lord Luo does not conflict with their hatred of eunuchs.

Even, in this era of eunuchs in power, imperial power declining, and people's hearts in chaos, Luo Shiwei's existence only needs a few small opportunities to deify him and become a hero in the hearts of the people.

The Dinghaishenzhen needle that stabilizes the hearts of the people.

Luo Shiwei leaned crookedly on the soft couch, flipped through the memorial in his hand, glanced sideways at the figure drinking tea calmly, and pierced through with a hoarse voice: "The result of the people's aspirations cannot be achieved without Lord Chitose." Let's guide and promote."

Lou Jihui drank the tea in the cup, and he took the teacup down with his backhand, the corners of his lips curved slightly, smiled, and said lightly: "Your posture looks more and more like me."

But it acquiesced to Luo Shiwei's words.

"That's because I'm good at learning."

Luo Shi snorted coldly, and said through gritted teeth: "It's the governor who is easy to calculate. You have made plans since the time I was in a coma, but after you met me, you pretended that you hadn't made up your mind, and guided me to do enough to please you before you let go." , What a treacherous and cunning man!"

The dead dog had already planned to keep him by his side as a confidant.

Otherwise, he would not let the people below guide public opinion, create momentum for Luo Shiwei, and push him to go further in the officialdom.

Losing big!

Thinking of how he was tossed and tossed on that bed before, Luo Zhiwei became so angry that he smashed the memorial in his hand.

The sharp profile of the bright yellow memorial that turned sideways across the building hit his hand, and a red mark quietly emerged.

Shen Gao saw this scene as soon as he walked in, and was terrified: "Bold! Luo Zhiwei, you are so brave to attack the governor!"

"Shut up." Lou Ji glanced back at Shen Gao, touched his thin lips up and down, "Get out."

Shen Gao choked: "Master, you haven't ascended the throne yet, how could you become a foolish king?"

Having said that, he knelt down obediently, put his head in his hands, curled up into a ball, and rolled back with a grunt.

Fulfilling the orders of the Overlord perfectly.

Luo Shiwei sat up and watched him roll into a ball, and burst out laughing: "Master Du, what are these things around you?"

Lou Ji glanced at him sideways, seeing his malicious appearance, and said flatly: "It's ringing."

ringing?

What's going on?

It's like playing a charade.

But Luo Zhiwei's face turned blue in an instant.

He was leaning on the soft couch with difficulty, his body was still covered with a soft quilt in the scorching sun, his cheeks slowly changed from snow white to a touch of crimson, and the red was so bright that even his black eyes were filled with light water vapor.

"Dead dog..."

Luo Zhiwei buried his face in the quilt, his voice was muffled, and he still didn't forget to curse: "I'll wait for you, you pervert!"

Lou supported his chin with one hand, watched him wrap himself into a silkworm chrysalis with great interest, chuckled, not only not annoyed, but also reminded him: "The frequency of the ringing is higher."

Luo Shiwei's body tensed instinctively, and he couldn't stop panting twice.

It's horrible...

Dead dog!

He said that day that Yunling was of great importance and must be kept properly.

Luo Shiwei promised not to be taken away by outsiders.

then……

Thinking of this, his cheeks became even more red, and his whole body seemed to be melting on the bed. Who would have thought... Who would have thought that such an important Yunling, whose voice can only be heard by Lou Jihui, would be heard Put it in Luo Shiwei's body?

It's just madam, madam!

Luo Zhiwei's body seemed to be burning on the flames, and he kept whimpering and cursing, refusing to lose his momentum.

Just then, he heard a chuckle.

"Yanqing, come here."

The quilt was torn apart, and he fell into an embrace uncontrollably.

Under the torment of lust, even the brain began to become chaotic.

Luo Shi raised his head in a slightly ignorant manner, his misty eyes were a little hazy, and in his blurred vision, he saw a beautiful face.

That man's full head of black hair was hanging behind his back, his skin was firm and his lips were vermilion, and when he looked at him with a pair of naturally upturned phoenix eyes, he was full of charm.

He was lazily leaning on the soft couch, wearing a graceful and luxurious purple robe, and the loose robe revealed his white jade-like skin as he embraced Luo Shiwei.

Luo Shiwei put his hand on the other person's shoulder, looked at the man's boundless spring and lively appearance, slowly held his breath, and muttered in a hoarse voice:

"When did the family have such a beautiful little lady..."

He also gets tough on beautiful women, does this mean that he is still a good straight man?

Luo Zhiwei was thinking dully and rambling.

Then he noticed that the face of the "little lady" turned dark.

Then, he paid the price for an afternoon.

After Luo Shiwei finished cleaning, it was already evening.

He lay on the bed dully, only one thought remained: Excessive indulgence would really lead to death.

But he dared not tell the governor that.

He was afraid that such a sentence would irritate the governor and be regarded as showing off by the other party, but he would really be killed.

After all, what he indulged was physical desire, and what the governor enjoyed was the spiritual pleasure when bullying him. Obviously, the joys and sorrows of human beings cannot be shared.

Luo Shiwei shed tears of sadness silently.

Lou Jihui had already changed his clothes, he straightened the straps of his robe, and cast a sidelong glance at Luo Shiwei who was out of his mind, and walked over, as if a little strange.

When Luo Shiwei saw him, he was shocked immediately, and hugged all the memorials on the couch in his arms, and said impassioned and heartbroken: "Master, you still have to finish your official duties today, so you must not lose your mind!"

Lou Jihui looked at his appearance with great interest, and said casually: "I heard that in the early years, Yanqing had the record of courting several girls every night, coupled with this crippled body, it is inevitable that he has low self-esteem and cannot satisfy Luo. grown ups……"

"Master Governor! Those are all rumors!" Luo Zhiwei cried bitterly: "It's all bragging, you see, I can't do it with my small body, please forgive me!

Yanqing doesn't want to die, Yanqing still wants to keep this life and devote herself to the Governor! "

She has lived a long life, and the awesomeness that the original body boasted can actually become the reason for this dead dog to be jealous.Fortunately, Lou Jihui didn't intend to continue to torment him this time, and only left him to handle official duties at the residence.

The memorials on the couch have already piled up like a mountain.

Luo Shiwei opened a book, it was no longer the current situation sent from various places, but a confession letter from the courtiers, with more than ten pages, he suddenly showed surprise, and curiously flipped through it.

This Lord Shangshu has a good literary talent. He first admitted his mistake on the Fuzhou rebellion, failed to find out the problem in time, and was responsible for slack, then began to blame other relevant colleagues for the problem, and finally stated the losses caused by the rebellion and how to deal with it.

Luo Shiwei could imagine that he was eloquent.

He finished flipping through it with relish, and picked up a new memorial, which was still a confession.

The third book is still a confession.

The fourth book, the fifth book, the sixth book, the seventh book...

Luo Zhiwei pulled out more than 20 courtiers' confessions.

He put down the memorial, glanced at Lou Jihui who was sitting in front of the desk writing, and asked, "You asked them to write the confession?"

Lou Jihui's font is flamboyant, wild and uninhibited, quite like a master.

He put down his pen, and said casually: "A group of scumbags are idle, so why not find something for them to do, and if they can write a confession, they are worthy of their salary."

Luo Shiwei was amazed.

Look, what an arrogant Lord Governor, in his eyes, all the officials in the court are just empty pockets.

I'm afraid Lord Governor has long wanted to open Enke, get rid of them and replace them with new blood.

Only this group of idiots can do nothing all day long, not only not aware of the dangers from the outside world, but also muddled around, crying with their colleagues every day, or lamenting that the country is not a country, and the family is not a family.

Those who have no use value will eventually be eliminated.

Even him.

Luo Zhiwei calmly analyzed Lou Jihui's psychology, and suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Where's the little emperor?"

Lou Ji looked at him with a smile and asked, "What do you think?"

Sure enough, Luo Shiwei jumped off the bed, rummaged through the mountains of memorials, found a long brocade box, opened it, and it was indeed an imperial decree.

Guilty edict.

The great famine in Fuzhou caused the people to rebel and the people to live in dire straits. As the emperor of a country, I failed to understand it in time, so I cannot escape the blame...Since it is God's punishment, I will go to Lama Temple to fast and bathe from now on, and pray for the country. The sky hangs down.

A simple piece of paper has already decided the life of the little emperor.

In other words, since he secretly planned to try to resist Lou Jihui, his end was doomed.

Luo Zhiwei asked strangely: "You want to imprison him? Why don't you kill him and replace him? I remember that there is still a King Shen who can take over."

"King Shen?"

Lou laughed back, with disdainful contempt on his brows, he said lightly: "Things that don't make sense are useless at all, it's better to keep this little emperor half-dead, and it's more interesting to fish out." big fish."

"What big fish?" Luo Zhiwei asked.

Lou Ji glanced back at him, his phoenix eyes were filled with an unknown light, and he said meaningfully: "The Thirteenth Prince."

Thirteen...Prince?

Moreover, the Fuzhou rebellion, and the little bastard Luo Mang?

Luo Zhiwei's heart skipped a beat, and a proper surprise appeared on his face, "Didn't the old emperor die when he was born No. 12? Why, there are still fish that slipped through the net?"

Lou sat back on the chair, chuckled, and said, "Of course there are. The little emperor seems to be the planner of the Fuzhou case, but in fact he was just used by the thirteen princes behind the scenes. The so-called Mantis After the cicada and the oriole, our little prince who is not included in the jade plate..."

"It's much better than his previous brothers."

He played with the jade wrench on his thumb, with a smile on his lips, and a cold light in his eyes.

"What's the situation with the thirteenth prince?" Luo Zhi asked calmly.

"It should have been born on the day the old emperor died, and he was quietly taken away during the palace change without even having time to record it on the jade plate. Those old officials always hoped to leave a trace of blood for the royal family."

Luo Shi smiled, and said casually: "That's right, if the father dies and the son lives, if it's such a coincidence, maybe this little prince is the reincarnation of the late emperor."

He stepped forward, pressed one hand in front of the desk, and casually picked up the brush with the other hand, typed an x ​​on the white paper as if playing a prank, then replied in a low voice, "Supervisor, be careful." , maybe it was the reincarnation of the late emperor, and he came back to find you to settle the crime of stealing the country?"

"Then I'm really, really looking forward to it."

Lou Jihui smiled softly, and said to Luo Shiwei who was in front of the case: "

You know, the old emperor was already terminally ill at that time, and he wanted to drag me to die with him, he said, Lou Qing, I don’t worry about you being alive, so let’s be buried with me..."

"and then?"

and then?

Lou Jihui's eyes shone with cruelty and excitement. He smiled and whispered slowly: "Then, in front of his heir, the crown prince, I stretched out my hand and exerted force little by little until he stared and slowly shut his eyes." Angry."

"You said, if he comes back this time, what kind of death should I give him?"

This is Lou Jihui, the governor of the Eastern Factory where the power of the Jin Dynasty was overwhelmed by the ruling and opposition parties. He is a villain and lunatic through and through, who takes regicide as a pleasure.

He killed the old emperor, and then killed the emperor's bloodline to the point of extinction.

When the thirteenth prince who was hiding in the dark surfaced, he didn't feel guilty or angry at all, he just couldn't wait.

Because it was never the Thirteenth Prince who was assassinating and hunting him.

It's him who wants to play an exciting and interesting battle royale with the world.

Luo Zhiwei calmly said: "Don't be so impatient, haven't you caught someone yet?"

Lou Jihui said casually: "Soon. He has been hiding for ten years, but the Fuzhou rebellion, His Royal Highness the little prince is still too eager to take action, so that now he has exposed his feet early.

If I guessed correctly, he should be in the capital right now, and there is a high probability that he is hiding next to a loyal and patriotic courtier, seeking protection. "

As he said, those cold and dark eyes looked at Luo Shiwei with great interest.

The latter held his breath subconsciously.

Have you been found?No... just a test, don't panic.

Luo Zhiwei looked at him bluntly, and said: "Wow, then the governor must be careful, maybe the son I bring with me is the thirteenth prince you have been looking for?"

A short laughter overflowed from his throat: "I will keep him by my side, take good care of him, wait for the right time to give you a heavy blow, and then support the little prince to the throne. At that time, I will be the one above tens of thousands Regent."

Bold little poison.

However, the more he said that, the more Lou Jihui liked him.

The Governor gave a low laugh, stroked his cheek, and said, "If you want to be the regent, you can do it now. Why wait for the thirteen princes."

"Does the governor believe that I am raising the little prince?" Luo Zhi asked calmly.

Lou Ji replied indifferently: "The little prince should be blessed by Zhongshu Sheng Zuo Cheng. You probably don't even know what Zuo Cheng looks like."

"...Cough!" Luo Shiwei changed the subject cheekily: "What's the matter, I'll be fine if I can recognize the governor. In the future, Yanqing still hopes to follow the governor to be a marquis and a prime minister, and become a generation of regents. .”

I see through!

This suspicious dead dog, obviously already has a suspect, and he still wants to test your father!

With her tenacious psychological quality, Luo Shiwei survived to the end.

In the middle of the night, after finishing his official duties, he rejected Lou Ji's enthusiasm for staying with him overnight, and firmly chose to go home.

Even if this house is in the East Factory, it's better than being in the same room with a dead dog.

The night wind was blowing, and Luo Shiwei wrapped his white fur tightly around his body. He coughed twice, his cheeks were a little pale, and when he got off the sedan chair and entered the courtyard, he looked sleepy.

"Father."

The little boy came forward to help.

Luo Shi lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at him.

Under the lantern, Luomang's fair and clean face was well-behaved, and the sharpness and nobility between his brows were completely concealed by respect. He looked so small, so filial, and so harmless, making it impossible to imagine such a big conspiracy as the Fuzhou Rebellion. Under such a bloody storm, his handwriting will be hidden.

How to hide.

This arrogant and cute little boy is the real wolf waiting for his opportunity.

Luo Zhiwei's throat moved, and he said calmly in a hoarse voice: "It's too calm outside, let's go inside."

"Yes."

[Brother Tong, help me keep an eye on it, don't let the spies eavesdrop. 】

Father and son walked together hand in hand, the older one was sick and weak, the younger one was sensible, a kind father and son filial piety.

The door closes.

The little boy helped him into the bedroom.

Luo Shiwei suddenly said, "Luo Mang."

"Father?" The boy's voice was a bit puzzled: "Your complexion doesn't look very good."

Still putting on!

Luo Zhiwei kicked him up, looked at him sullenly, and said coldly, "I heard that my wicked son also participated in the Fuzhou rebellion, can I look better?"

"Luomang, you are beyond my imagination. I thought you were desperate and needed my protection. In the end, you are the one who hides the most."

What's more, there are forces in his hands that he doesn't know, which can secretly manipulate and stir up the wind and rain.

The little boy showed a look of astonishment.

Slowly, the astonishment turned into a helpless smile. He calmly got up from the ground, patted the dust off his body, and his attitude was so calm that he was almost indifferent.

He sighed softly and said, "I didn't want you to worry about it, but you found out in the end."

Luo Shiwei's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly: "Luo Mang, you should know that if you want to die self-righteously, I can sell you to Lou Jihui at any time in exchange for a safer and more valuable reward."

"I know."

Luo Mang sighed, looked at him, and said: "You have to believe that I never thought of harming you. If you insist on getting involved, I can tell the whole story, or even leave everything to you, my... father. "

There was a slight pause for the last two words.

Luo Shi sneered slightly: "Then you might as well tell me, what are you still hiding from me?"

"What are you hiding from you..."

Luo Mang frowned, as if he had concealed too much and didn't know where to start.

His expression successfully made Luo Shiwei angry again.

The boy said hesitantly, "For example... Is Qin Jiuge actually arranged by me?"

--Grass! ! !