One Hundred Routes of Counterattack

The biggest problem with not having the king's original memory to corroborate each other probably lies in the inability to accurately grasp where the plot has entered at the beginning.In this mission, it can be said that the king's life was divided into two distinct parts based on this imprisonment, the extravagance and corruption of his youth, and the decadence and despair of his youth.Of course, in fact, according to the king's indifference to state affairs, even if Han Xiu received the king's memory, it would be difficult to know which day would be the day when he would become a prisoner.

This prison disaster cannot be avoided, but can only be confronted head-on.

From a psychological point of view, Han Xiu has a certain rejection of the prison cell, but fortunately, he is locked in a private cell with strong privacy, and the walls are surrounded by solid stones, and he can hear himself echoed, a tall and solid iron door was locked, and only a small and slender lattice could be used as a channel for him to communicate with the outside world.Sunlight can be projected through a small window above his head. According to Han Xiu's judgment, it has been about two or three hours since he was arrested.

The clothes he dressed in the morning were rudely taken off when he was sent to prison. Although this cold cell was private, it was also too cold. The floor was simply covered with a shallow layer of straw, which was not very good for this person. It's too cold for a healthy, or rather sick body.After sitting for a while, he couldn't take it anymore.Thinking of my powerlessness when I was arrested, and the kidnapping incident that may happen in the future, well, I'm afraid I have to start practicing my cultivation.

Suddenly, there were some footsteps from far and near outside, which was rather messy. Although this body was not cultivated—of course, Han Xiu had no time to choose whether to use his real body before doing the task—but after relaxing his five senses, Han Xiu Some information can still be discerned: five people came, two women, two warriors in armor, and one...

The iron door was unlocked by the key, and a knight wrapped in armor appeared at the door. Even so, from his top-down examination of Han Xiu's actions, it was obvious that the knight didn't have much respect for himself, the king. respect. ——It is hard to say how many people in this country still have respect for this young and faint king.

When he saw Han Xiu sitting cross-legged quietly on the ground, he was silent for a while, a little surprised.But he didn't say much: "Your Majesty, someone has come to visit you."

Obviously, this knight is not from the side of the people, and judging from his retreating movements, he is also full of unruly colors.Han Xiu also noticed that the style of armor on this knight was different from that of the one who came to arrest him this morning. Compared with the chaotic and temporary army this morning, the clothes on this knight could reflect stricter discipline.Thinking about it, this should be a vassal of a nobleman. In other words, the situation has changed again until now.

Following the knight's movements, a woman in a maid outfit rushed in first.Han Xiu raised her eyebrows slightly, the maid was carrying a food box, she looked loyal, she opened the way for her mistress first, but this face has not been erased from Han Xiu's short-term memory at this time - this is really true. Dorothy who was in the same bed as him this morning.With someone else around, she obviously restrained her frivolity and flirtatiousness, but even so, Han Xiu, who was looking at her from the front, could clearly see that she took the opportunity to come in first and cast a coquettish wink at him.

Han Xiu blinked lightly: It seems that many people in the outside world do not think that this shocking coup can threaten his throne, otherwise this lady would not be so enthusiastic.

Hmm... Then, compared to the lady who came in behind her, she should be his "wife"?

From a male aesthetic point of view, frankly speaking, Han Xiu can quite understand Narcissus' dissatisfaction with his wife and his actions to find a woman.First of all, this is an era when there is zero binding force on the king's behavior. Second, look at this lady, forgive him for using such formal words to describe it, indeed this is a girl who needs courage to look directly at her.When you see her, you don't care how old she is at all. The appearance after applying thick powder and heavy makeup blurs the age, and the first attention of ordinary people has been completely exaggerated by her body. This kind of jewelry is occupied, my God, this is like a mobile jewelry rack!

But following such a "brilliant" woman, the man who walked in slowly attracted Han Xiu's attention, and he didn't even bother to observe the guard brought by the queen . ——His eyes could no longer focus on anything else.

This is a tall and stern male, who looks about 30 years old, or forty?Han Xiu was a little hesitant, the age he felt came from this person's deep and even cold temperament rather than his extremely young and handsome facial features.He is so tall that the prison door is too low for him. After getting in, he straightened his back. He was low-key and dressed in a black cloak. He should have a low sense of presence, but it just attracted Han Xiu. He watched him look around, and finally the deep, rigid and indifferent gaze fell on himself.

A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes at the king's calm and rational behavior at the moment, and he was calm and rational, and even dared to look directly at him, but his facial expression remained stable without any change.He nodded slightly and motioned, "Your Majesty, you look pretty good."

These words seemed to turn on a switch, and the queen suddenly burst into high-pitched and painful cries, and she rushed towards Han Xiu, who stood up quickly to avoid "her" close comfort.The queen couldn't make a move, so she could only lean on the body of the maid beside her, lamenting her poor husband, poor herself, sad fate and so on with tears in her eyes.

"Oh Naxi... I can't believe it. When Hoffman told me the news, I was stunned, my dear... How dare those mobs! How dare they treat their noble king like this! Do they still have eyes? Oh god, god! Poor little Naxi, my darling, you don't know how outrageous things they can do... Such a rough cell... God! I'm about to faint... ..."

The Queen's cry was very loud, as if she was holding her throat, her speech was incoherent, illogical, and seemed a bit harsh. No, it should be very harsh for Han Xiu who hadn't had a drop of water in the morning.

He is simply impatient to deal with this so-called wife. To him, the most dissatisfied thing about this body is not the mess, but his countless women. He should be glad to be 16 years old. When, instead of the 28-year-old who was completely indulged after being banned...

At this moment, he was too lazy to devote a little energy to dealing with his wife in name. His eyes were completely attracted by the man in front of him. It could be said that he sank into the vortex of the other's eyes with some fascination.This man is very tall, at least he is 1.7 meters eight, but the other party is still a head faster than him, probably more than 1.9 meters.

Of course, the queen's crying is not worthless, at least there is a name in it that caught Han Xiu's attention.

"Hoffman?" Han Xiu hesitated.In the story, this name is the name of the archbishop of Nora. In fact, behind Narcissus's free will, there are repeated struggles between the nobles headed by the prime minister and the church headed by Hoffman.He remembered that Zhou Tiantian was very afraid of Hoffman, because in the original history, it was Hoffman who later formed alliances with big businessmen, and then brought together nobles, and finally the three parties worked together to kill Oscar.For some reason, when Han Xiu saw this man, he felt inexplicably that he should be this big boss-level bishop.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Hoffman looked at him with some non-disgusting scrutiny, and Han Xiu faintly felt that his attitude towards him had changed: from the contemptuous casualness when he just entered the door, to the solemnity now.

Yes, the original Narcissus was just a puppet that Hoffman could play with at will. Of course, he didn't need to be too serious about the puppet.

I am very satisfied with my performance to make this man take it seriously.Han Xiu asked naturally, "Is there any water?"

Yes, the first sentence is not asking about the situation outside, not venting his anger, but that he is really thirsty.

This body has just started to cultivate, and it is far from reaching the time of bigu, but he woke up early in the morning, and he was arrested without even eating breakfast, and he has not touched a drop of water until now.

A smile flashed in Hoffman's eyes: "I think Ms. McPherson must have prepared it for you." His eyes did not change, and he was still staring at the young king in front of him.

While Han Xiu was drinking water, Hoffman looked curiously at the king who hadn't seen him for a few days and seemed to have undergone tremendous changes.Variety?Yes!Certainly a huge change!Thinking of hearing someone ridicule the king's smug behavior in the queue last night, I am afraid that this change happened during his imprisonment.

As soon as he entered the door, he was attracted by the young man sitting cross-legged on the ground.He doesn't know why!It was obviously still that golden face, but he just felt it was different, it was familiar yet strange.Those cloudy and stupid eyes were clear and bright, even in the dark cell, they still easily caught his attention.He was taken aback, and while looking around, he secretly looked at this young man, still so sickly pale, wearing only a loose shirt and shorts, his eyes couldn't help but entangled with his slender fingers, delicate and looming collarbone , and then freeze on his face, his direct and clear eyes.

The moment the four eyes met, Hoffman was soberly aware that he was attracted by this stupid, incompetent, and uninitiated little king, and was so stimulated by his eyes that his whole body was shocked!

The author has something to say:

Gong Jun finally made his appearance. This was probably the last time he appeared so far.

If you want to write a typical alphamale, well, just like Caesar Borgia, "I would rather be nothing for Caesar".There should be no doubt about Hoffman becoming an archbishop when he is less than 30 years old (yes, I dare not challenge the age difference of an uncle once). After all, Caesar became a cardinal. It's not a big deal for Hoffman to become a regional bishop by cheating at all... isn't it~

Of course, limited by my writing skills, I can only do my best. After all, according to the past practice, although Gongjun will be ambitious, I still have Teddy's idiot Gong in mind, and I hope I can write it well.