The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

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Shu Le woke up from an illness, if he hadn't heard Fuquan mention it again at this moment, he would have almost forgotten about Wen Rong.

Zhou Sui, who was sitting next to him, glanced at Shu Le seemingly, and Shu Le immediately returned him with a smiling and innocent expression.

Zhou Sui withdrew his gaze, raised his hand and said, "Xuan come in."

Fuquan answered, opened the curtain after a while, and walked in with Wenrong.

Wen Rong stood still in front of Zhou Sui and Shu Le, and then knelt down neither humble nor overbearing: "Caomin see Your Majesty, see General Shu."

Then he said, "The general's life-saving grace, Rong always remembers it in his heart, and he dare not forget it. Thinking of the general's serious injury, he is even more worried. Today, the guard soldiers didn't intend to talk about you waking up, so Rong wanted to come and have a look."

Seeing that Wen Rong didn't mean to mention Shu Hongyi, Shu Le followed his words and said, "You're welcome! Don't be polite, I'm just a general with rough skin and thick flesh, so there's no need to thank me."

Halfway through, Shu Le wondered what was wrong, and then thought: "Soldier guard? Didn't you just follow me back to the camp? Where did the guard soldier come from?"

Wen Rong looked gentle and respectful, and bowed to Zhou Sui: "It was His Majesty who was worried that the grassroots would disturb the order in the camp, interfere with the general's cultivation, steal information, and speak nonsense, so he put the grassroots in prison first."

Shu Le: "..."

Zhou Sui: "..."

Wen Rong's technique of buttoning his hat was really accurate and fast, Zhou Sui said in a deep voice with a dark face, "Are you blaming me for not distinguishing between indiscriminate and indiscriminate?"

"Your Majesty, the grassroots dare not."

Wen Rong was still on his knees, and when he heard the words, he said with even more respect: "The grass-roots people were born in the rice paddies, and they have nothing to live in. They only have a humble life. Fortunately, the general saved them."

Then Wen Rong's words changed, and he said: "If Your Majesty is still worried, Cao Min is willing to serve General Shu from now on. He will only be a soldier, not a general."

Shu Le: "..."

Good ambition!

Nowadays, it is rare to see such a man with such great ambitions.

By the way, please don't be a soldier, you can do something else.

Such as Calabash Brothers.

Or make good friends or something.

Shu Le felt that his fertile land, which had been dry for a long time, had seen a glimmer of hope, perhaps, that it could be irrigated.

Zhou Sui's expression became unpredictable from the very beginning, until Wen Rong finished speaking, he turned to Shu Le, and asked softly: "General Shu, what do you think?"

Shu Le secretly looked at Wen Rong's facial features, and then compared Bi Zhou Sui's facial features, an unfathomable rippling smile appeared on the face under the mask.

I didn't see it very clearly when I was on the battlefield, but now that I'm closer, I'll take a closer look. This gentle appearance is as good as Zhou Sui's!

I just don't know how capable the geoduck is.

But he was still interested to know.

Shu Le immediately wanted to tell the little emperor that he had a very strong desire.

But because he was worried about Zhou Sui's weird personality, he insisted on pausing for two seconds before saying, "If Wen Rong really wants to, I'm fine."

Zhou Sui laughed, and said slowly: "General Shu is easy to talk to."

Shu Le coughed guiltily.

Just as he was about to speak, Zhou Sui answered another sentence: "Since the march, whenever I want to add people to my side, I seem to have never heard General Shu refuse."

Shu Le: "..."

Get out, if you don't want to be happy, don't let others be happy.

Scumbag!

Shu Le scolded Zhou Sui in his heart, and he could only say: "Your Majesty's words... It seems that I have such a big appetite that I don't refuse when I come, it's my fault."

"Of course it's your fault."

Zhou Sui stretched out his hand, tapped Shu Le's white jade mask twice, and said softly, "Wen Rong is the illegitimate son of General Shu Hongyi Shu, it's hard to live outside, but you want him to be your attendant, isn't it too casual ?”

"Shu Le, am I right?"

Shule: ...

Shu Le subconsciously glanced in Wen Rong's direction, but Wen Rong just happened to look up at him.

The two looked at each other, and Zhou Sui who was next to him could see clearly.

There was an extremely indifferent arc on Zhou Sui's face, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "I have sent people to the city of southern Sichuan to inquire. Shu Hongyi did often have a child by his side when he was stationed in the southwest. He also taught that child the art of war and swordsmanship." , it can be said to be truly cultivated from an early age.”

"I also heard that because Shu Hongyi has been stationed in the southwest all year round, you, General Shu, have learned all your military arts and weapons by yourself."

"That's why Shu Hongyi is best at swords, but you, his eldest son... are best at red tasseled spears."

It's a good way to sow discord and sow discord.

Shu Le turned his head sideways, stared at Zhou Sui silently for a while, and suddenly smiled: "Let's not talk about whether Wen Rong is the illegitimate son of the minister's father, even if... it is true, why should the minister be afraid?"

"There are no brothers in the battlefield. Is it possible that His Majesty wants to disarm and return to the field, or give up the tiger charm?"

Zhou Sui turned his head to the side, just in time to see Shu Le's masked profile.

Because of the serious injury, Shu Le was not crowned at this time, and his black hair hung down on his shoulders, which made the skin around his ears that were not covered by his mask look even fairer.

He was wearing a cloak, and he was leaning against the table.

Under the shade of candlelight, there is an indescribably fragile taste.

Zhou Sui suddenly felt that he was really cruel.

Because I found a substitute object, because of my own selfish desires.

But perhaps this has been the case with emperors since ancient times.

His mother and concubine died early, and before his father died, he had cleared up all possible obstacles for him.

Among the brothers, he was alone.

It's cold at high places.

After being cold for a long time, I got used to it.

After he hesitated in his heart, Zhou Sui looked at Shu Le, and suddenly said: "But if General Shu is too seriously injured in this battle, he will not be able to fight again in the future. So what?"

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

For a while, there was only the crackling sound of the wick cracking lightly.

After a long while, Shu Le changed his expression with a smile and said: "Your Majesty, don't use this matter to play tricks on the minister again. War is not a joke. If it continues like this, the minister will be angry."

Zhou Sui didn't smile, instead he reached out to stroke Shu Le Weiguan's hair on the temples: "Whether I lied to you or not, General Shu just needs to ask the military doctor to find out."

Shu Le was startled, but did not speak.

Zhou Sui didn't let go of his hand, he picked up Shu Le's black hair, pinned it behind Shu Le's ear, and said: "I know you are worried about Shu's family, but Wen Rong is your father's illegitimate son, and she will die in the end." With the blood of the Shu family... If he can replace you, the glory of the Shu family will not be given up to others."

Wen Rong, who was kneeling on the ground, changed his expression greatly when he heard this, and was about to speak, but was stopped by Fu Quan beside him.

There was also a threat in Fuquan's high-pitched voice: "Wen Rong, since you are the son of Old General Shu, you are also a servant of the emperor. Your Majesty has not asked you to speak up. I advise you not to make trouble for this, so as not to give you trouble again." The Shu family invites disaster."

A flash of anger flashed across Wen Rong's expression, and he forcibly endured it.

Zhou Sui leaned slightly, leaned closer to Shu Le's ear, and said in a very soft voice, "You don't have to worry, even if you lose your military power, I won't cut your official position. I still promise you to be the third rank, or you can be promoted to another rank , from the second grade?"

Those who practice martial arts since childhood have amazing eyesight and hearing. Although Zhou Sui deliberately lowered his voice, Wen Rong still heard the content of these words.

His expression changed slightly, just in time for Zhou Sui, who had been observing him, to see him.

The prince who grew up in the palace, led troops to fight on paper, and only had a deep and shrewd knowledge of human nature, tactful and worldly.

Zhou Sui sat back on his chair, picked up the hot tea on the table and took a sip: "I don't know what General Shu wants?"

Shu Le didn't answer for a long time. He closed his eyes, as if he was already asleep, or like he was dozing off from exhaustion.

After a long while, Shu Le rejected Zhou Sui's extended arm, forced himself to stand up on the table, and said in a low voice, "I'm tired, Your Majesty should go back to sleep earlier."

Zhou Sui didn't force him any more, instead he said to the people waiting outside: "Come in, and serve General Shu to bed."

The two attendants who came in from the outside were five big and three thick, with fat arms and round waists, and their faces were even more burly and majestic, showing no sense of beauty at all.

Shu Le: "..."

Can you return Lele's vain and tender little guard brother?

Lele really has nightmares.

Maybe when he had a nightmare, he would blow up the entire barracks in anger.

You don't want to die, little emperor.

However, the reality was always extremely cruel, Shu Le could only watch indifferently as the two guards who did not know where Zhou Sui got them came in and stood beside him.

"General, we will help you to bed and rest."

Shu Le: "..."

No need.Thanks.

In order to successfully pretend to be this dick, by the way, stay away from these two attendants.

Shu Le frowned and shook off the two of them, and slowly moved to Wen Rong step by step.

He has seen Wen Rong's figure, which looks thin when dressed, but fleshy when undressed, and has the kind of muscles that have been trained in martial arts.

Shu Hongyi had been stationed in the Southwest for decades, and he took in this apprentice, which shows that Wen Rong still caught his eye.

But since he is so capable...how could he be captured by the barbarians?

Shu Le stood still in front of Wen Rong, and said, "Look up, let me see."

The blood loss was heavy, and there was still a hint of weakness in Shu Le's voice.

Wen Rong raised his head.

Shu Le observed him carefully for a long time, and then said with incomparable playfulness: "It really doesn't look like me."

Wen Rong: "..."

If he hadn't told Shu Le himself that he was not Shu Hongyi's parent and son, and that Shu Le and Shu Le were not brothers, he might have believed Shu Le's evil.

Shu Le sighed softly, and said again: "My father... did he really teach you the art of war and sword?"

Wen Rong looked up at Shu Le, but he couldn't see the man's expression under the mask, only his pale lips and a pair of beautiful eyes.

Wen Rong rolled his Adam's apple, and said in a low voice: "Yes, Caomin is lucky..."

"in this way."

Shu Le interrupted him, and after a pause, he said softly, "Father has led troops for decades, I have no reason not to trust his vision."

"You're still young, go for it."

There was finally a faint smile on the corner of Shu Le's mouth, he leaned down slightly, and patted Wen Rong's shoulder with small movements.

And even this tiny movement seemed to involve Shu Le's wound, he frowned, and it took him a long time to stand up straight again.

Shu Le seemed to have completely lost interest in chatting, he turned around and walked slowly behind the screen in the account.

Halfway through, Shu Le stopped, turned to Zhou Sui and said, "Your Majesty, you already know what I mean."

Zhou Sui gave a "hmm", and Shu Le's back was thin and thin in his eyes, and the shadow imprinted on the ground fluttered.

It seems to be blown away by the wind.

Zhou Sui suddenly said: "Shu Le, I will find a way to cure you."

Shule: ...

You can pull a few down, don't set a flag for yourself by looking for trouble.

If you have this spare time, why don't you give Lele some more handsome guard brothers.

Lele loves you.

The author has something to say: Shu Le: I want this little brother, and the one in the second row!There is also a whole row of Lele in the third row!

Zhou Sui:? ? ?What are you doing here?

Shu Le: I'll just take a look, don't go in!touch the most!

Zhou Sui: Hehe.

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The little emperor is really a scumbag, and he is the kind of scumbag who is cruel and merciless.After investigating, he felt that Wen Rong could completely replace Shu Le's position, so he wanted to take Shu Le Emmmmm, and wanted to hold Shu Le in his hands to threaten the Shu family. He didn't care about human life, but only cared about rights. Tuned/taught.

Of course, the little emperor wouldn't be able to maintain such a confident look for long. [After all, the author is a professional in abuse of scum...

I really hope that the little emperor can count the green hats on his head in the future...