The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

Yin Wujiu raised and lowered his hand several times, but he couldn't make that simple movement after all.

He retracted his hand, clenched it tightly into a fist, then slowly loosened it after a while, and then turned around.

"Your Majesty, don't you want to go in?" The close guard Duan Ming had a panoramic view of all this, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Yin Wujiu didn't say a word, just walked the way he used to go back and forth.

"Wugui—" Not far away, he suddenly heard a soft call from behind.

Yin Wujiu recognized Jiang Jinan's voice immediately, his back became a little stiff, he stopped, but he didn't turn his head back, as if he was afraid of something.

He came here this time with the intention of finding Jiang Jin'an to confirm something, but when he arrived, he found that he didn't even have the courage to knock on this door.

"Since you're here, why don't you go in?" Jiang Jinan walked across to Yin Wujiu and asked.

Yin Wujiu struggled for a while, and finally opened his mouth: "Brother, you knew it from the beginning, didn't you?"

Jiang Jin was silent for a while, and said truthfully: "Yes."

"In the General's Mansion back then...why did I lose that memory?"

Seeing his expression, Jiang Jinan felt a little uncertain: "You...you remember?"

"Yes, I remember it all." Yin Wujiu said blankly and painfully, "Senior brother, why...you want to hide from me with him?"

"Because you found out about Master's identity, you were so shocked that you wanted to commit suicide. Master brought you out of the General's Mansion and invited almost all the doctors in the Imperial Capital. Everyone said that you would not survive. With Master, he has always firmly believed that you will get better... No blame, Master saved you with great difficulty, and we don't want you to have another accident!"

"So you erased my memory?"

Jiang Jinan: "..."

"If that's the case..." Yin Wujiu staggered back a step, and after a while, said faintly, "I have admired him the most since I was a child, and I think he is the most powerful person in the world, there is nothing he can't do It turns out that he is indeed omnipotent, he can even do things like erasing people's memories!"

"No fault, although Master has concealed many things from you, but he never thought of hurting you?"

"Never thought of hurting me?" Yin Wujiu seemed to be stimulated by this sentence, a gap was torn from the emotions he had been suppressing all the time, and his dry eyes suddenly turned red.Yin Wujiu said hoarsely, "He is clearly the one who hurt me the most."

"Yesterday...yesterday he still told me with a smile that he was going to leave for two days and come back after doing something, but in fact? He planned to let me kill him with my own hands, and he hid it so well. If it wasn't for Yin Hongyu, I won't even know... I won't know that my master is dead, and I will foolishly wait for him to come back, or go all over the world to find him." Yin Wujiu couldn't bear the severe pain in his heart Tightly clutching the front of his chest, he arched his body slightly, and said in a difficult tone, "He tried so hard to lie to me just to get me to sit in that position, but whether he cared, I don't know." Do you want it? Heh... He doesn't care about these things, thinking about it now, maybe from the moment he brought me back more than ten years ago, he has already planned all of this."

"how come?"

"Why not? What else can't he do?" The young emperor said endlessly mockingly and desolately.

Jiang Jinan was speechless at his words.

In fact, he also knew in his heart that what Yin Wujiu said was right, all the things their master did were too shocking and incomprehensible.

Even he himself couldn't see through him even if he tried his best.

"Wu Jiu, do you hate Master?" After a while, Jiang Jinan asked softly.

"Hate him? I hate him so much, I'll never forgive him in my life." And I won't forgive myself either.

Jiang Jin'an looked at Yin Wujiu in deep pain, and suddenly couldn't speak a word.

He was also very remorseful in his heart - if he had known that Master would die, he would never have concealed all this for him, and even helped him do those things!

"I want to see Master, Wugui, you..."

Yin Wujiu denied without thinking: "I won't go."

"...Alright, then you should go back to the palace earlier, it's late at night, you're not safe outside."

Yin Wujiu stood there for a while, then stepped on the horse in silence.

Seeing that he turned his horse's head to leave, Jiang Jinan couldn't help calling him again.

Yin Wujiu seemed to be waiting for his sound, he reined in the rein almost instantly, but he stubbornly refused to turn around.

"No blame, Master's death is not your fault, you don't know anything... don't feel too guilty!"

Yin Wujiu froze, and then laughed mockingly: "He lied to me, he lied to me like this... I don't have anything to feel guilty about."

"No fault..."

Brother, don't worry, I will live a better life than anyone else. " Yin Wujiu said, pinched the horse's belly forcefully, the horse let out a long neigh, and then rushed out like a sword off the string.

There was the sound of howling wind in his ears, and the scenery on both sides quickly retreated, and then he was thrown far away, Yin Wujiu felt that his heart and soul seemed to be thrown behind him, and he was only in an empty body, following The bumpy horse backs up and down.

When walking halfway, Yin Wujiu stopped suddenly, then turned the horse's head and went in another direction.

Could it be that there is no king in the world, the advantage of being an emperor is probably that no one in this world dares to disobey his will.

Yin Wujiu just slapped his face, and went straight into Prince Ning's mansion without notification, even on horseback, and quickly found Yin Hongyu and Jiang Jinan who had come before him, the two seemed to be talking in the living room What, one looked anxious and irritable, the other frowning in shock, Yin Wujiu rode to the hall door, they didn't pay attention.

Yin Wujiu suddenly felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart, he couldn't help asking: "What happened?"

It wasn't until he spoke that Yin Hongyu and Jiang Jinan didn't realize his arrival.

Jiang Jin'an froze for a moment, walked towards Yin Wujiu, and said in a serious tone: "Wujiu, Master... he's gone!"

"What?" Yin Wujiu's expression changed instantly, and when he realized his overreaction, he restrained his expression awkwardly, and turned to look at Yin Hongyu expressionlessly.

Although he didn't speak, there was a clear questioning in his eyes.

At this moment, Yin Hongyu was completely gone from the previous aggressiveness, when Yin Wujiu looked over, he even felt guilty.

He was the one who insisted on taking Wen Chongzhou's body away, and he also said that he would bury him properly, but now, he has lost him!

"One hour ago, I went to see him, and found that the guards outside were all unconscious. Someone stole him. I sent all the people in the palace to look for him, but there was no news, and I didn't know what happened. Who stole his body... There are so many people who hate him inside and outside the court, if, if it falls into the hands of those people, he..."

As Yin Hongyu was talking, his heart became more and more flustered, and Yin Wujiu's composure was completely broken. With a sullen face, he left Prince Ning's mansion without a word.

Yin Wujiu hurried back to the palace, immediately ordered the city gates to be sealed, and mobilized all the people to conduct a sweeping search in the city, but even after one night, there was still nothing.

It is said that the passing of geese leaves traces, and the passing of people leaves voices, but he seemed to just disappear out of thin air!

In an unremarkable small restaurant, the officers and soldiers turned the house upside down and left in a mighty manner.

The young boss watched the people go away, ran to the pile of dried vegetables in the yard, picked up the dried vegetables, dug up a layer of soil, and opened the wooden door of the cellar hidden below.

"My lord, they have already left, you should bring your benefactor out quickly."

Fei Hu listened for a while, and saw that there was indeed no movement outside, so he carried the man lying on the hay on his back, and climbed up the cellar.

"Ben Gong, what's the matter, why haven't you woke up yet?" Seeing Fei Hu enter the room carrying Wen Jue on his back, the young man frowned and asked with worry in his eyes.

Flying Arc calculated the time and said, "I'm about to wake up."

Wen Jue only told Fei Hu about taking the fake death medicine. Before entering the palace, he confessed that Fei Hu would take his "corpse" away after he "dead", so from the very beginning, Fei Hu had been lurking in Wen Jue's By his side, in order to find the right time to take him away after his "accident".

Although he didn't quite understand these behaviors of his master, his lack of understanding did not prevent him from obeying orders.

They originally arranged another foothold, but the fact that he took Wen Jue away was exposed too quickly. When they were halfway along, the people from Prince Ning's Mansion chased after him. Wen Jue sneaked into this tavern indiscriminately, only to find out after entering that the owner of this tavern is a young man whom his master once helped.

So he simply took Wen Jue and settled down here.

Fei Hu carefully put Wen Jue back on the bed, helped him remove the grass clippings from his hair, and said to the young man, "Xiao Song, please go fetch some water."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Xiaosong ran out quickly, brought a basin of hot water over in a blink of an eye, wet a towel, and wiped the ashes on Wen Jue's face from the cellar, and rubbed it into the crowd Suddenly, his hands froze.

——He felt Wen Jue's breath.

"Master!" Fei Hu has always been steady, but at this moment he couldn't help calling out excitedly.

For the past two days, Wen Jue hadn't breathed, had no pulse, and didn't even have the slightest temperature all over his body. Ta treated the wound on his chest, which didn't bleed, but it still couldn't heal. Jue said that he would be fine, but seeing the silent and lifeless appearance of the master, he still felt uneasy and scared in his heart.

Wen Jue's eyelids moved slightly, and after a while, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Flying arc."

Hearing his gentle voice with little pretense, Fei Hu suddenly felt his eyes heat up. The eyes of the always resolute man turned red: "The subordinate is here."

Wen Jue said, "Where is this?"

"Engong." Before Fei Hu could speak, Xiaosong couldn't help but leaned over, and said happily, "Engong, you finally woke up, do you still remember me? I am Xiaosong, and you are at my house now. "

"Xiaosong." Wen Jue has always had a good memory. After thinking about it, he quickly remembered, "It's you."

When Xiao Song saw his reaction, he was overjoyed: "It's me, I really did not admit the wrong person! A few years ago in Tianxiang Tower, you rescued me, and you even found a doctor for my grandfather to heal him Xiaosong will never forget his stubborn illness and your son’s great kindness.” When Wen Jue helped Xiaosong back then, although he wore a cloak and did not show his face, Xiaosong was a very observant and careful person, so he remembered it carefully at that time. The various characteristics exposed by Wen Jue, so when he saw Wen Jue yesterday, he paid more attention for a while and vaguely recognized it, but he couldn't fully confirm it, but now he heard Wen Jue's voice and saw him. With this reaction, he knew that this person was his benefactor, so he didn't run away.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-01-3122:14:15~2021-02-0122:56:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of muzi;