kill that paranoid emperor

Seeing that Su Rong was persistent in painting for a long time, the boy in Yi Shuzhai thought that he didn't know the person in the painting, so he came over and explained:

"My lord, you may not have seen the person in the painting. He is the former Prime Minister Su Xiang. Does he look like a fairy?"

Su Rong: "..."

The little guy realized that his focus was skewed, so he added: "But you can't see it now even if you want to, and you disappeared three years ago. Tsk tsk, so many girls in the capital were heartbroken and sleepless on New Year's Eve that year. How many good men beat the wall and cried bitterly..."

Su Rong looked him up and down: "You do have the potential to be a storyteller."

The little guy scratched his head embarrassingly: "I'm also hearing about it, but you haven't heard of such a big thing, my lord?"

Su Rong paused for a while, and suddenly realized that this was a good time to inquire, so he said: "I have always been in poor health, and I rarely go out, so I haven't heard much about these things."

The little guy suddenly realized, no wonder Su Rong looked so weak, although his complexion was very beautiful, but his lips were thin and pale, it turned out that he was sick.

"It's not surprising that you don't know. Prime Minister Su is not surprised. Two years ago, His Majesty strictly prohibited discussing this matter everywhere. This year, the limelight has gradually passed."

The young man lowered his voice and said, "Let me tell you, Su Xiangzhun was killed by someone, otherwise how could he have slipped into the water and just disappeared like this?"

Su Rong's eyes moved slightly: "They said... Prime Minister Su fell into the water and died?"

"Hey," the boy paused, and said after a while, "No, we guessed this."

"The imperial court did not announce the cause of Prime Minister Su's death to the world," he said, "Even Prime Minister Su's burial ceremony was hastily arranged, His Majesty just...just..."

The little fellow hesitated for a moment, and then spit out a few words quickly: "I don't care about Prime Minister Su at all!"

Su Rong said sincerely: "Then this Cheng is quite miserable."

The little guy seemed to have been touched in his heart, and he didn't want to chat with Su Rong anymore. He pointed to a pile of books not far in front of him, and sighed:

"Although the court didn't give Prime Minister Su an explanation, there are too many people guessing. Look at those books over there, they are all stories related to Prime Minister Su."

Su Rong:?

Following the boy's instructions, he walked over and took a look. There were hundreds of small story books layered on top of each other. After a cursory look at the titles, they were all about "Secret History of Prime Minister Su's Beauty" and "Two or three things that must be said about Prime Minister Su." "" "The Mystery of Su Xiangxian's Death"... What's more, Su Rong also saw a "Illustrated Su Xiang's Secret Technique of Fengyue".

Su Rong asked, "What are you selling here?"

The little guy glanced at it, and said as usual: "Everyone sells it, so let's follow the taste of the people, right?"

Su Rong: "...I bought all of these."

The little boy turned pale with shock, and after a while he came to his senses and said, "So the young master is also a follower of Su Xiang?"

"No..." Su Rong's eyes fell on the painting scroll he was holding in his arms, and suddenly he changed the subject: "Forget it, sell your painting to me as well."

"Ah?" The young man wondered, "But this is drawn by the shopkeeper..."

Su Rong: "He doesn't want it anymore."

The boy was still hesitant, and seemed a little bit reluctant: "I have to ask the shopkeeper..."

Su Rong: "Then you asked him, if possible, send the painting to my house, and then I will pay you with the money."

The little guy agreed, Su Rong took out all the silver he was carrying, and took away all the scriptures about Prime Minister Su from Yi Shuzhai. The guy also kindly found him a big cloth bag and put all the scripts in it, so Su Rong had no choice but to Going out together with this cumbersome bag, I thought about sending someone to bury it, and I was upset when I saw it.

Su Rong hailed a carriage on the side of the street, and was going to go back to the house first. After walking around for so long, Fang Xuelan's weak body was a bit obviously exhausted.

Su Rong frowned lightly, raised his hand and rubbed his temples, just about to close his eyes and rest for a while, when the carriage suddenly stopped.

Su Rong didn't expect that there could be waves on the flat ground, so he was caught off guard, and one of them lost his balance and leaned forward, almost falling on the door of the carriage.

At the same time, Su Rong heard a crash, the cloth bag he had casually placed by his feet flew out, and the words inside spilled all over the floor.

Su Rong: "..."

It is not advisable to go out today, it is advisable to pray for blessings.

Su Rong raised the blackout curtain with one hand and asked, "What's wrong?"

The groom stammered: "My lord, I'm sorry, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Rong saw another carriage in front of him. The body had a heavy luster and smooth texture. It looked like it was made of high-quality materials.

"The ground is uneven, and the hoof is stuck in the crevice," the groom said with a bitter face, "who knew... this nobleman just happened to come here..."

"It's okay." Su Rong got out of the car, bent down to pick up the notebooks scattered on the ground, and said calmly, "Next time, pay attention to the road."

He picked up one and put it in his arms. Just as he was about to pick up another, a hand suddenly stretched out in front of him and picked up the book he wanted to pick up first.

Su Rong was stunned for a moment, then raised his head, and saw a man in black looking down at the notebook in his hand, and said slowly, "Illustrate Su Xiang's secret method of Fengyue?"

His voice was low and hoarse, and his tone was full of doubts.

It was the man I met in Yi Shuzhai earlier.

Su Rong's heart jumped suddenly.

The man read the story book twice, as if he was very interested in this street book. Seeing that he still wanted to read it, Su Rong had no choice but to say: "My...my lord, the story book is mine. It's not good to rummage through other people's things."

The man in black paused, and the eyes under the hood seemed to glance at Su Rong, and said indifferently: "The obscene/obscene things are worthy of your protection."

Su Rong: "..."

He also wondered who made these things.

The man in black casually threw the book on the ground, and said to the servants behind him, "Burn it."

Su Rong frowned. Although he was going to dispose of these things, the people in front of him gave orders at random, which made Su Rong feel a little... offended.

After the man in black finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave without hesitation. The servant behind him picked up the notebook on the ground, but suddenly heard Su Rong say: "I bought these notebooks. If you want to deal with them, Do you at least give me a reason?"

The hand of the servant picking up the book trembled slightly, not daring to look up to see his master's expression, and picked up things with his head depressed.

The man in black was about to get in the car, but when Su Rong asked him this question, he stopped again, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Do you like to watch these things?"

Su Rong: "Whether I like it or not has nothing to do with how you deal with it."

The tone of the man in black was very light, with inherent indifference: "You have no right to watch."

Su Rong:?

Before he understood the meaning of this sentence, he heard the man in black say: "Since you like it..."

"—Then goug out these eyes and burn them with the book," he said.

After the man in black returned to the carriage, someone approached immediately, and it seemed that they were really going to hold Su Rong and goug out his eyeballs.

Su Rong was stunned for a moment, but then smiled lightly, not paying attention to the people who forced him to come, only facing the carriageway from a distance:

"The reaction was so intense... who is Prime Minister Su?"

There was a moment of silence in the carriage, and then the voice of the man in black came out, somewhat suppressed and hoarse:

"……killed."

Su Rong felt that he was really unlucky today.You can also meet crazy people.

The servants guarding the side pulled out their long swords from their waists expressionlessly. Seeing that posture, they were all Lianjiazi. Su Rong glanced back and found that the groom who brought him had long since run away. Can't help but feel a little helpless.

"I just want to ask a few more questions, why are you so angry." Su Rong said, "I killed the emperor in the street, even if you don't care, you should consider dealing with the participation of the Imperial History Academy."

The sword light had already landed on Su Rong's neck, but as soon as the words came out, the servants stopped their movements, looked at each other in unison, and then looked at the low-key and luxurious carriage.

Seeing their reactions, Su Rong knew that he had guessed right.

After not seeing each other for three years, Yue Sheng is even more unreasonable than before.

This time there was a long silence in the carriage, until the servants who raised their swords began to sweat on their foreheads. After a long time, Yue Sheng said: "Come up."

Since we met, there is no reason not to disappear. Without saying a word, Su Rong simply got into the carriage neatly, glanced around, and couldn't help frowning.

The inside of the car was dark, the windows were covered with black gauze, and Yue Sheng, who was dressed in black, sat inside, looking more and more solemn.

Yue Sheng had already taken off the hood, and in the dim light, his face was deep and clear, his eyebrows were like sharp swords, and his eyes were like cold stars. Apart from the faint hostility mixed between his brows, he was also a handsome man.

After Su Rong came in, Yue Sheng didn't even look at him, but said coldly, "Name."

"Fang Xuelan."

Yue Sheng seemed a little surprised, and finally he was willing to look up at Su Rong.

Su Rongan sat quietly opposite him, with a beautiful face, and a light red mole at the end of his left eye stood out. Yue Cheng sized him up for a moment before saying, "So it's you."

Su Rong was curious that he also knew Fang Xuelan, and heard Yue Sheng say coldly: "No wonder you are so shameless."

Su Rong: "..."

Yue Cheng didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said. In fact, he really wanted to kill the person in front of him. As for why he didn't do it, it wasn't because of Fang Xuelan's threat, but because of...

Yue Cheng frowned slightly, and glanced at Su Rong again.

What happened just now told him that Fang Xuelan seemed to know him too.In Yue Cheng's impression, he and Fang Xuelan had never met, so how did this person recognize him at a glance?

Being shamelessly ridiculed for no reason, Su Rong said calmly, "Your Majesty's words are wrong, after all..."

He slightly raised his eyebrows, looked behind Yue Cheng, and said with a smile, "Didn't you also hide a copy?"

Yue Sheng: "..."

Su Rong watched Yue Sheng's expression change in his spare time, and before he was ordered to drag him out to dig out his eyes, he opened his mouth in time to make amends:

"I don't mean anything else, I just want to say... well, Prime Minister Su is magnificent and has many admirers. It's not surprising that His Majesty wants to read the script."

He carried over the words that the boy Yi Shuzhai boasted about himself, and when he boasted, his face didn't blush and his heart beat, as if he was just narrating an unimportant fact.

Yue Sheng was silent for a while, then said in a deep voice: "The Prime Minister used to be an important minister of the court. These folk tales fabricate stories to smear the image of Prime Minister Su. I have to take this thing back and hand it over to the courtiers."

Su Rong thought it was a bit funny, and Yue Sheng also found that he had explained too much, but he seemed to be trying to cover up, so he couldn't help but lower his face, and asked, "Do you still want to see it?"

Su Rong nodded absently, and said casually, "Think about it."

He was thinking about the changes in Yue Sheng. If Yue Sheng three years ago had been seen through by himself, he would probably have clenched his fists without saying a word. He looked like he was about to hit someone, but in fact his ears were red, and he had to hold back for a long time before he could say:

"Teacher was joking."

But now Su Rong looks at Yue Sheng, is silent and stable, and can keep calm about unexpected things. If he didn't know him well, he probably wouldn't be able to notice the emotional change at that moment, and he would definitely be bluffed by Yue Sheng's words.

As the little wolf cub grew up, Su Rong unconsciously twirled a strand of black hair that was hanging down, and gently pinched the ends of it, which was a movement he often did when he was thinking.

Yue Cheng caught a glimpse of his movements, and his expression froze suddenly.

Su Rong withdrew his mind, and suddenly a book of scriptures was thrown in front of him. It was the one Yue Cheng hid behind him, and the Son of Heaven said indifferently:

"Since you still want to watch it, then go ahead and let Gu Nian out by the way."

Su Rong: "..."

is it necessary?Who among us wants to see?

Su Rong was silent for a moment, then bent slightly to pick up the story book. Fortunately, Yue Sheng wasn't too perverted, what he hid was not the Encyclopedia of Fengyue, but the serious "Mystery of Su Xiangxian's Death" .

Although it doesn't look normal to Su Rong.

Su Rong asked, "Can I not read it?"

Yue Cheng's dark eyes stared at him closely, and his tone remained unchanged: "No."

So Su Rong turned to the first page helplessly, glanced at it hastily, and sure enough, since ancient times, the editor of this storybook has guessed the cause of his death and listed a hundred and three of them.

Including such nonsense as "becoming a fairy", "the seduction of the underworld", "the transformation of a tree into a spirit", etc. Su Rong casually flipped through a few pages, caught a glimpse of the above one, and suddenly stopped.

"The 23rd," Su Rong read out slowly, with a soft voice, "Su Xiang has been in charge of the government for a long time, and he holds the military power in the capital. image."

Su Rong's voice paused for a while.

This statement is very cryptic, treacherous ministers are clouds, kings are the sun, and clouds cloud the sun, that is, treacherous ministers and thieves obstruct the government and seize power from the hands of the emperor.

And the rising sun undoubtedly implies that Yue Sheng is getting older, ambitious, and no longer willing to be controlled by Su Rong.

And this was also a thorn in Su Rong's heart.

The snowy night three years ago is still vivid in my memory. The wine was originally placed in Yue Sheng's bedroom. With Yue Sheng's careful thought, he would definitely check it beforehand, unless...

The poison inside was put in by Yue Sheng by default.

The reason is exactly as guessed in the script, Su Rong has been interfering in the government for a long time, and all the ministers follow his example, it is definitely not good for Yue Sheng to regain power.

Su Rong lowered his eyes, and his long and curly eyelashes blocked the expression in his eyes.

It's not that he didn't think about whether this wine was used by someone with a heart to assassinate Yue Sheng, but he drank it by mistake.

However, based on Su Rong's understanding of him, Yue Sheng would never drink for no reason, because...

Yue Sheng's voice suddenly interrupted Su Rong's thinking, and he said lightly, "Why don't you read it?"

"..." Su Rong glanced at him, and recited the passage he had chosen specially, but Yue Sheng didn't respond, as if he was listening to someone else's story.

If it wasn't for him, it's fine. If it was really Yue Sheng's action, then the prince who was brought up by himself would be extremely deep and ruthless.

Su Rong turned to the next page and was about to read, when he looked at what was written on it, he suddenly choked again.

Yue Sheng seemed a little impatient: "Read it."

Su Rong: "... On the 27th, Su Xiang has outstanding talent, refined appearance, gentle and kind-hearted. Broken jade is everything."

After Su Rong finished reading, he felt complicated and didn't know how to describe what he was thinking at the moment.

The person who compiled the storybook actually guessed that because of getting along with him day and night, Yue Sheng developed dirty thoughts, forcibly defiled himself, and then Su Rong was forced to commit suicide to preserve his reputation.

Su Rong: "..."

So absurd that it's speechless.

Yue Cheng suddenly gave a short laugh, Su Rong was attracted by him, and looked over suspiciously, but saw a wave of fluctuation on Yue Cheng's expressionless face for the first time, mixed with unspeakable emotions.

After Yue Sheng finished laughing, he said lightly, "What do you think?"

"..." Su Rong said, "I have no idea."

Yue Sheng didn't let him go: "Say."

Su Rong thought for a while, and chose a gentle way to deal with it: "Your Majesty has a noble status, so don't pay attention to these gossips."

Yue Sheng leaned against the wall of the car, the light was dim, he couldn't see his expression clearly: "Ruo Gu said, is this true?"

Su Rong:? ? ?

Su Rong didn't react all of a sudden, and replied, "What?"

Yue Sheng's voice was very deep, with a hint of banter: "Gu said, Prime Minister Su is as beautiful as jade, and Gu has the idea of ​​plundering him. After he was captured in the palace and forcibly pampered him, Prime Minister Su committed suicide because he couldn't bear the humiliation. This is the truth. "

Su Rong: "..."

You are outrageous.

Yue Sheng stared at him and said, "What's the problem?"

Su Rong reluctantly said: "Your Majesty was joking..."

"Joke?" Yue Cheng seemed to laugh lightly, leaned over suddenly, and before Su Rong realized it, he squeezed his chin firmly, and said in a low voice, "Fang Xuelan."

"You seem to be a little too arrogant." Yue Sheng's eyes were deep and deep, "living in the mansion all the year round, not only can you know Gu from one side, but also dare to test Gu's thoughts secretly, who gave you the courage?"

"Or," Yue Sheng said again, "Are you sure that Gu will not attack you, Fang Xuelan, do you know Gu very well?"

The author has something to say: Yue Zai: I forced Su Rong to love her! …

Rongrong:?where?

Yue Zai: ...... in a dream)

Yue Zai: I didn't say anything.