you're done

Master Luo was the one who beat him, and after a slap in the face, he almost sent himself back to his hometown.

On the contrary, look at the governor who was slapped. He stood at the door, watched Luo Shiwei get into the carriage with a calm face, and looked at the back that was fading away. blood stains.

"It's quite ruthless."

Lou Jihui felt the burning pain around his lips, and said casually: "This little poison is becoming more and more wanton."

Shen Gao rolled his eyes at the back, and said in a low voice: "Master, there is no need, really no need, now the whole East Factory knows that you are afraid of guilt."

There is no need to hold respect.

Lou Ji glanced at him sideways, and said, "Why, it's Mr. Shen's turn to make decisions in Dongchang now?"

"Subordinates dare not!" Shen Gao's body trembled, and he immediately fell silent, keeping his mouth shut.

He is not the governor's wife, let alone a slap, even a teasing sentence is risking his life!

Lou Ji laughed back, and said to himself: "He dares, he dares to do anything, he looks lawless, but in fact, every step is just right to step on my bottom line to test."

On major matters, this little poison has never been ambiguous, saying that he doesn't like to study, and in the end he followed him to approve the memorial for a year.

It is said that he was presumptuous under the eyes of the public, but after careful study, he will find that the root cause of his presumptuousness is also tenable, and he is sure that Lou will wake up in such a big matter, and will not kill for a while. Desires overwhelm reason to do business.

His family, Yanqing, is so smart.

"Clean up today's matter, and only declare to the outside world that the leftist is sick, saying that it can't be fake."

Lou Ji glanced back at the mess in the mansion, with sharp phoenix eyes, and sternly said: "Today's affairs are strictly suppressed, and don't affect Enke presided over by Mr. Luo."

Everyone was stunned, and they responded in unison.

The carriage stopped.

Luo Mang quickly jumped down, helped his father in with his own hands, and at the same time ordered his servants to invite the imperial physician.

Luo Shiwei walked into the bedroom, leaned on one side and slowly sat on the bed. The white fur was icy mixed with wind and snow, and there was no warmth at all. He shook his lips and said in a difficult voice, "...water."

The servants brought up the hot tea.

He took it, ignoring the heat, he couldn't wait to pour down a cup, and the scalding hot water poured down his throat into his internal organs, and he slowly recovered.

Luo Mang thoughtfully replaced Bai Qiu, helped him get into bed, and stuffed the stove under the quilt, and then asked: "Is it better?"

"Come back to life." Luo Shiwei lay sickly on the bed, his lips were pale and his voice was hoarse, and he murmured: "Luo Mang, you have to grow up as soon as possible, I have a hunch that I won't live long. "

He dared not speak forcefully.

Because of too much strength, I will cough, and every time I cough, I feel severe pain in the internal organs involved.

Luo Mang's face changed drastically when he heard the words, and he threw himself on Luo Shiwei. The boy's always serious and arrogant face showed unspeakable panic, as if as long as he grabbed Luo Shiwei's hand, he could keep him forever. by your side.

"No...Father, you'll be fine!" He kept repeating this sentence in a low voice: "The hospitals are all trash, all trash, I will definitely find the best doctor to save you !"

He had a flash of inspiration, as if he had grasped at straws, and suddenly said: "In the extra memory I have, there seems to be a quack doctor who is very powerful. As long as he is found, he will definitely save you!"

memory again...

Luo Shiwei had already noticed something was wrong.

The kid's memory doesn't look like that of Emperor Jing.

Because Emperor Jing knew it, and Lou Jihui knew it too, but it took Lou Jihui a year to find out what Luo Mang added to his memory.

He asked calmly: "Is the miracle doctor in your memory someone who is still alive?"

"Yes!" Luo Mang gave an affirmative answer.

[The bug was found. 】The system suddenly made a sound and said:【You think too much, he is not Emperor Jing, but the future that belongs to him when the current history is reset, that is, the memory of the last tyrant Cheng Zhaodi appeared in his mind by accident . 】

It can also be said that he predicted the future through himself in another time period.

【That is not bad……】

Luo Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, it would have been better if it hadn't been Emperor Jing.

The system said: [Not so good, although you have the memory of the future, it also represents the memory of the future tyrant, and it will also affect Luo Mang's character. You should pay attention to this. 】

What was the last tyrant of the Jin Dynasty like in real history?

Luo Shiwei finally got a glimpse of it.

The thirteenth prince Cheng Zhao's whereabouts were revealed when he was ten years old, and he grabbed Dongchang tightly. When he escaped, he was already covered in bruises. He concealed his name and struggled to survive among the people. He experienced the suffering of the world and saw through the darkness of human nature.

Eight years later, the governor's main building of the East Factory went back into a maddened state and died violently. He lost control and there was no one to deter him. The world was in chaos.

It was also at this time that the thirteenth prince emerged and became emperor with the support of some veteran officials. However, he had no power and power, and all forces tried to control him as a puppet. However, no one knew what kind of terrifying situation they were about to face. madman.

The prime minister formed gangs and tried to stuff all his daughters into the harem as queens. In the end, those flower-like women all died of being devoured by wild beasts.

The national teacher called him a disaster for the country.

He exterminated Taoism, slaughtered all Buddhists, and destroyed all beliefs of sentient beings. All believers were beheaded for public display.

That year, the mass graves were full of believers in Taoist robes and cassocks.

Scholars all over the world called him a tyrant, so he burned books to confuse Confucianism, abolished academies, and forbade the common people to read and write.

The more Luo Shiwei watched, the more frightened he became.

This kind of extreme doesn't look like an emperor at all, but rather like a demon king who came to destroy the world.

He looked down along this memory, and in the last scene, what he saw was the last tyrant in a black dragon robe with a pale and sullen face.

The rebellious army killed all the capital, and the palace was full of miserable wailing sounds. The Hall of Supreme Harmony had been engulfed in a fire, but the tyrant was in it leisurely. big laugh.

Like madness, but also like a rare sobriety.

He destroyed this country with his own hands, as if he had completed his revenge on the world and mankind, and smiled at Jiuquan at the last moment.

The last smile of the tyrant before his death made Luo Shiwei suddenly wake up from his memory.

"Father!"

Luo Mang called out in a low voice, with unconcealable worry in his tone.

Luo Shiwei opened his eyes, staring blankly at this still immature tyrant's face.

He raised his hand and stroked the boy's hair, his voice was hoarse, and he said his name in a trance: "Cheng Zhao..."

The young man sighed and said, "Father, there is no success, I am already your Luo Mang."

As he spoke, he held his hand, and slowly pressed his cheek against him, with an indelible reliance in his eyes, and muttered, "You should call me Nizi, it sounds more secure."

"..."

Luo Zhiwei suddenly felt a little guilty. Did he raise that horrible tyrant?

Not long after, the imperial physician arrived, and as soon as he entered the room, he saw the warm scene of the father and son leaning together, paused, and then saluted: "Lord Luo."

"Doctor Zhang."

Luo Shiwei slightly nodded at him, and took the initiative to hand up his wrist, asking for his pulse.

The imperial physician stepped forward to make a diagnosis and treatment, but his brows became more and more wrinkled, and finally he said in a deep voice: "Lord Luo, this is a disease brought about by the mother's womb. He can't stand the wind or the rain, and he will get seriously ill when he catches a cold. Why don't you know how to pay attention to yourself? "

Luo Zhi coughed slightly, took a sip of the clear water offered by his son, waved to him, and interrupted: "Just tell me, how many days do I have left?"

"..." The imperial doctor choked, and said, "It's not that serious at the moment. If my lord can give birth, I can live for another three to five years at least."

The little boy's face was darkened, and when he looked at the imperial doctor, his eyes were sharp and terrifying.

Luo Zhiwei patted his head calmly, and said to the imperial physician, "Okay, I understand. If the governor asks, you can just tell him what you just said."

Dead dog, listen to your own masterpiece!

The imperial physician was stunned for a moment, then nodded yes.

Then very thoughtfully, he left Luo Shiwei a prescription for typhoid fever.

Luo Zhiwei: "..." Actually, there's no need to be so considerate.

It's a pity that a caring doctor and a caring son are together, and he is destined to be unable to escape from reality.

In the afternoon, the boy brought out the fried medicine.

The bitter smell rushed towards his face, Luo Zhi frowned indistinctly, and said nonchalantly: "It's too hot, let's put it aside, Mang'er, come over and talk to Daddy."

The little boy had already seen through it, and said faintly: "I knew this earlier, so why bother."

"Zuoxiang is dead, and no more information can be revealed. Wouldn't it be better to let Lou go back to his madness? Why do you jump out by yourself and save those people with all your energy and thought? serious illness."

Luo Shiwei frowned slowly when he heard the words. He looked at the young man and said sharply, "Luo Mang, kneel down, is that what I usually teach you?"

The little brat didn't expect him to change his attitude suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, even a little helpless, but he still obediently lifted up his robe and knelt down in a proper manner.

He was a little aggrieved, he pursed his lips, but refused to show it, he only choked his voice and said: "The leftists form a clique for selfishness, corruption and bribery, and those who are close to them all follow chickens and dogs to ascend to heaven. My father hurt himself because of such people, and even cast doubts in Lou Jihui's place." , is it really worth it?"

"wrong."

The young man on the bed sat up slowly. He was wearing an underwear and a loose robe. His face was as white as snow, his lips were purple, but there was a sharpness in his eyebrows and eyes that could not be seen directly.

Luo Shiwei looked at him coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Prime Minister Zuo's nine clans, there are indeed beneficiaries, but it doesn't mean that everyone is in this ranks, if one hair can affect the whole body, if Lou returns, he will be killed." Blood flowed like a river.

Do you think he was just out to vent his anger?No, he is also warning the officials at the same time, if someone helps you, it will be the same price as Zuo Cheng! "

"Idiot, do you think that today or the Zuoxiang was punished by the nine clans, and after the news spread, the civil and military officials who knew the inside story would dare to take the risk of cutting off children and grandchildren to serve you?"

He scolded, coughed twice, and seeing the little boy's face stupefied, he sneered and said, "Luomang, please remember, don't say that there are innocent people in the nine clans, even if no one is clean, You must also not wantonly kill for a moment of pleasure!"

"Whether it's Lou Jihui or the emperor who suddenly appeared in your memory, they all have the same problem, and this is also affecting you..."

Luo Mang asked in a daze: "What is it?"

"extreme."

Luo Zhiwei said affirmatively: "Your thoughts are too extreme, or you are jealous and hateful, or you act recklessly and disregard the overall situation. This kind of extreme will only harm you."

He leaned on the pillow wearily, and said slowly: "If you are just an ordinary person, I will not force you to be generous, but if you are a king, you must learn to treat everything rationally.

Being an emperor and looking at the overall situation does not mean that you can do whatever you want, on the contrary, when you are in a high position and alone, you have to be more careful not to make mistakes, and if you are a little careless, you will never be able to recover, understand? "

This is an important lesson.

Luo Mang knelt on the ground, raised his head, and looked at the tired face of the man. He was not as cynical as usual, but had a little more wisdom and mind that he was not in a hurry to go back upstairs.

Even after a long time, after he had ascended the throne as the emperor and governed himself, Luo Mang could still clearly recall everything today.

And he became more and more aware of how that person had worked so hard for him all these years, step by step.

But at this time, Luo Mang hadn't looked that far. He just listened to a vague feeling of enlightenment, as if he had finally broken through the perplexity and confusion that had been restrained for a long time, and the faint darkness in his heart. The next piece sees the future of Qingming.

What was he hating in the past, and who was he hating?

Immersed in the insignificant pain of childhood, hating this dark world, but didn't even see the most important thing in front of me.

Compared with the great things he will do in the future, what are those?Why keep thinking about it.

"Father, I understand." He said, bent down and bowed sincerely.

Luo Shiwei hummed lightly, closed his eyes and fell asleep, and said: "Go out when you think clearly, I want to rest for a while."

"Yes."

Seeing that he was exhausted, Luo Mang stepped out slowly and closed the door.

wait wait wait?

He looked at the closed door and thought in a daze, it seems that the person inside hasn't taken the medicine yet?

Luo Shiwei in the back room glanced at the steaming medicinal soup, and decisively covered his face with the quilt.

Didn't see... didn't see, he didn't see anything!

Do not drink!

Because of catching a cold and getting angry, Luo Zhiwei became seriously ill.

During the palace examination, he would always sit listlessly on a chair, holding a stove in his hand, with a sleepy expression and distracted from time to time.

It wasn't until the little eunuch reminded him that he came back to his senses: "Finished the exam?"

"The examiners have finished marking the papers, and now it's time for you to mark the final results."

Generally speaking, after the evaluation by several examiners, the emperor should appoint the top three, but today's matter is the worst.

Your Majesty is still praying in closed doors.

The corner of Luo Shiwei's mouth twitched, and with the stove in his arms, he stood up slowly and moved towards the governor's desk.

When he stands up, he can feel that everyone's eyes are focused on this body.

A student standing in the corner saw him walking slowly, and couldn't help reaching out his hand to give him a hand. The clear voice said, "It's cold, please take care of yourself, teacher."

Luo Shi couldn't help but tilt his head slightly.

The young man's face was like peach blossoms, his eyes were clear and bright, and there was a bit of admiration in his eyes. When he saw him looking over, he immediately smiled shyly.

"Master Luo is really what the people want."

There was a trace of coldness in the lazy tone, which suddenly dropped the atmosphere of the entire hall to freezing point, and a strong coercion enveloped everyone.

The governor held a cup of tea in his hand, but he didn't drink it, he just looked at them with a half-smile.

Not to mention the students, even the officials of the Manchu Dynasty trembled uncontrollably, and showed fear when they looked at the man.

All of a sudden, any good and ambiguous atmosphere disappeared.

Well, this one is jealous again.

Luo Zhi rubbed the center of his brows slightly, walked forward slowly, sat beside him, coughed twice, and said hoarsely: "I'm not feeling well, Lord Governor forgive me."

Lou Ji chuckled back, without the slightest hint of a smile in his voice. He looked at Luo Shiwei and asked casually, "What if I don't forgive you?"

This sentence is like tearing the skin off!

The faces of all the students in the court changed drastically, especially the beautiful and beautiful boy, who suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Luo Shiwei worriedly, his heart tightened tightly, for fear that the next moment, the treacherous eunuch who covered the sky with his hands would be in front of everyone , and chopped Master Luo together!

The companion next to him gave him a hard look, as if he was annoyed that he knew that the eunuch was there, but dared to show off, and caused the teacher to have an accident!

In such a dangerous situation, Luo Shiwei didn't raise his eyelids, and said slowly: "If you don't forgive me, I can't help it, but you can also relax, I may not be able to live longer with this body. My God, I won't be able to make you angry anytime soon."

"..."

Lou choked back, leaned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Is Yanqing still blaming me?"

Luo Shiwei sat upright, and answered honestly: "I dare not."

Well, I originally wanted to make use of the problem, but I didn't expect to be defeated.

Lou Ji chuckled back: "That's all, it's all my fault, after I go back, I'll accept benevolence and punishment, how about it?"

As the governor approached, with a smile on his lips, he looked so cold and terrifying to the outside world. In an instant, all the students' eyes turned red.

If it weren't for the guards on both sides, they would have rushed up at this time, shouting "Don't hurt my teacher", and fighting with Lou Jihui at the same time.

After all, Lord Luo is now the belief in the hearts of the students, a hero of the country, a teacher of the world who is weak but holds his breath and devotes himself to the country!

but!

Their teacher, for the sake of this country, was so humiliated by that eunuch!

Punishment!

For a moment, everyone watched this scene, and their hearts, livers and lungs were all tensed up.

It's a pity that they could only watch helplessly, but after humiliating their teacher, the eunuch smiled wildly and walked away!

One day, they will kill the eunuchs, save the teacher, and avenge their shame!

Luo Zhiwei didn't know that this group of fresh blood from the imperial court had already identified him as a synonym for "bearing humiliation".

On this matter, he was still flipping through the papers, and unexpectedly discovered that the beautiful young man in this group of students had an unexpectedly good literary talent.

Seeing him looking at the young man, the colleague next to him immediately said in a low voice: "Master Luo, he just registered with the governor, look..."

Hanging the number in front of the building, wouldn't it be like a dead person? If you give a high score, wouldn't you be offending the governor.

however……

Luo Shi waved his hand slightly, and said lightly: "Don't worry about him."

what?

no matter who?

Before the man could understand, he saw Luo Shiwei calmly typed a mark on the test paper.

——Exploring flowers.

Then there was Luo Zhiwei's cold snort: "If he doesn't do business every day, he has a lot of problems and eats all kinds of jealousy. Let him eat enough today."

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