The beauty of the master is too difficult to understand

In the 14th year of Pingzhang, when spring and summer alternated, Dongdu ushered in the once-in-a-decade drought and flood.The four dykes were broken, and the imperial city was located in a high position, but it was still surrounded by rivers and rivers.

The people asked for orders one after another, hoping that the national teacher's actions would quell the Dragon King's resentment.In private, many people said that it was because the national teacher committed many crimes that the Dragon King was furious.

In the past two years, Xie Yunqi's power has not been what it used to be, and the resentment accumulated in the past has also burst out.Not to mention public grievances, many people in the officialdom secretly wanted to drag him down directly, and wrote one after another, but the little emperor didn't say a word as if he couldn't see it.

Sometimes when he went to court, he criticized him so much that he spoke fiercely, and he faintly felt that the emperor's gaze was like a scimitar, about to cut himself.

The ministers were puzzled.

It shouldn't be like this, the emperor should not deal with the national teacher very much.Although the superficial skills are well done, since ancient times, the young master and the powerful ministers have not all died in the end.

With this level of belief, the source of many conflicts is directed at Xie Yunqi.The folks even started a petition to "kill the teacher of the country and uphold the way of heaven".

After going to court today, Yuan Heng sneaked out of the palace to visit the national teacher in his uniform. As soon as he entered the door, he took off his cold cloak, and while warming the fire with his hands, he said: "Sooner or later, I will kill such a mediocre minister." !"

As soon as Xie Yunqi heard it, he knew that he was slandering himself for writing too frequently, and he said in relief: "The right to speak of officials should not be suppressed. Don't say such things again, Your Majesty. After a few years, the minister will retire and return to his hometown, and this will stop. gone."

Yuan Heng paused, his expression became even uglier.

He murmured stagnantly: "Retire...return home?"

After a long period of silence, the body with its back to Xie Yunqi did not move, but seemed a little stiff, and said quietly: "I will abdicate together with you."

"...?" Xie Yunqi was a little sleepy at first, but was suddenly awakened seven or eight times.

What is this brat saying?

Slowly sitting up, I heard Yuan Heng say again: "I should have chosen the first path at the beginning. This emperor... I don't want to be at all. I was the one who caused you to be condemned and come to this point .”

He's the nicest guy in the world.

But people in the world can't see clearly.

"Ah Heng, I don't care about teachers who have false names. The path chosen by a person cannot be easily changed, so don't talk about it."

Yuan Heng pursed his lips, flames imprinted in his pitch-black pupils.

"You said that the world needs a good monarch, but the world is not kind to you. You said that the people need a lenient majesty, but the people can't tolerate you."

The fire in his eyes seemed to have turned into frost.

"In this case, it is better to abandon the people of this world."

"Aheng!" Xie Yunqi frowned.

Yuan Heng seemed to understand what he said, startled for a moment, retracted his hand warming the fire, and when he turned his head, there was a gentle smile on his face, and said: "Ah Heng was just joking. Ah Heng is just feeling sorry for Shizun, I just said a few words that I don't know the seriousness of, so please forgive me, Master."

Xie Yunqi breathed a sigh of relief, and lay back lazily: "This kind of joke can't be played casually."

"Ah Heng won't talk about it from now on. Master forgive me?"

"Ah."

Yuan Heng begged to be good, and held Xie Yunqi's cold hand with his warm hand and rubbed it, and a real smile appeared in his eyes: "Then master, don't go away. I will accompany you again." Heng, stay with me for the rest of your life."

"...It doesn't have to be."

Yuan Heng squeezed up, falling to the width of only one person, Xie Yunqi stepped back and pushed his back against the cold wall.Yuan Heng took advantage of the situation and put his palm on Xie Yunqi's waist and hugged him forward, saying: "Don't lean against the wall, it's cold."

Xie Yunqi felt very sleepy every tenth day, "Hmm..."

"Master, what would you like to have for lunch, or vegetarian porridge?"

"Ah."

Xie Yunqi turned over, turned his back to him, and said vaguely: "...you decide."

Yuan Heng clung to his hair, smelling the clear fragrance of plum blossoms on his body, his eyes gradually deepened.But the voice was very well-behaved, with a bit of grievance: "Then Master... don't leave, okay..."

"Um……"

Even though he knew it was his sleepy raving, Yuan Heng still leaned happily beside his master, extremely satisfied.

Xie Yunqi never cared what people in the world think of him, anyway, he will not stay in this world for a long time.

But Yuanheng didn't think so.

He wants everyone in the world to know that the national teacher is the best.

Everyone must believe in him, respect him, and worship him as a god like in the past.

The thoughtful little apprentice set up a sacrificial altar outside the palace city.On a good day to set up the formation, I took Master's hand and stepped onto the altar, and whispered in his ear: "Master, don't be afraid."

Yuan Heng put his hand on the back of his waist, which was where the original spiritual root was and where the immortal essence was stored.

A steady stream of spiritual power poured into the inner sea.

"Master, let's seal the formation."

Relying on the knowledge in his head, Xie Yunqi formed a seal under his hand with some guilt, and unexpectedly formed a blinding aura ball in the palm of his hand, which was suffocating.

Um?Is this something that Xie Yunqi, who can only burn a little will-o'-the-wisp to scare people, can make noise? !

Even Xie Yunqi, whose heart was as calm as water, couldn't help being startled, and turned around and said, "Ah Heng..."

"Master, don't get distracted." Yuan Heng's voice was unexpectedly gentle.

Slapping the knot seal on the ground, Xie Yunqi waved his long sleeves and began to form an array. The thunder in the sky was terrifying, as if resounding through half of the Great Yan territory.Suddenly, the wind picked up and blew through the clothes of the master and the apprentice, and the two figures, one mysterious and the other simple, stood firmly on the altar, like immortals coming to the world.

The people in the imperial city bowed down one after another.

Xie Yunqi took advantage of the continuous influx of spiritual power from the four seas of his dantian to lift the array up into the sky and rise towards the dark sky.A bolt of lightning split the darkness and landed in the center of the formation. At this point, nine thunderbolts fell from the sky, deafening within a hundred miles.

Tu'er is actually an ordinary little genius cultivating immortals.

Very awesome.

Xie Yunqi then raised the array high, and the spiritual array connected like spider silk went straight into the sky, and it seemed to have sucked away all the lightning for a moment.A beam of golden light broke through the thick clouds and scattered towards the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the second bundle, and the third bundle.The dark clouds gradually dispersed.

Where have the common people seen this battle before, their legs were so weak that they could only kowtow and pay respects.They shouted "Dragon King calm down" and "God calm down".

It is bright.

The sun was shining brightly, coating the wet east with a hazy golden light.

Yuan Heng raised the corner of his mouth, then let go of the hand that had been on the back of the master, and walked to the front: "Master..."

It was as if a ray of sunlight had shone into Xie Yunqi's eyes.He was dressed in black clothes, and his eyes, which were supposed to be seductive, were now burning like peach blossoms in full bloom in spring.

The mole of tears at the moment is more like the remaining dewdrops on the peach blossoms, touching people's hearts.

He was indulging in this gorgeous scene, and suddenly seemed to be startled by something, his eyes turned to look at the tall buildings in the distance.

Following his gaze, two figures stood on the top of Qianji Pagoda.

Yuan Li said indifferently, "Yuan Heng, he seems to have grown up."

"Already nearly sixteen."

The sun was shining like a brocade, Yuan Heng took Xie Yunqi up to the high platform, and the spiritual power passed from the palm of his hand to his dantian, so that he didn't have to be so tired.

Xie Yunqi only felt that the little boy he raised was finally promising.

But the national teacher's health is not very good, even with the blessing of spiritual power, he is still a little sleepy.Yuan Heng carried him on his back and flew to the top of the tower one step at a time.

Yuan Heng packed up the bamboo chair, covered it with black fur, and let Master lie on it.

"Yuan Heng, today's formation, you can arrange it yourself."

"Master has never taught disciples to form formations."

teach.As far as you are concerned, there is nothing a teacher can teach you.

Didn't hear his answer, Yuan Heng added another sentence: "Yuan Heng thinks that if others know that Master has lost all his spiritual power, it might not be very good. So I want to take advantage of this time..."

The little boy thinks a lot.

"Master, will you blame me for making my own decisions?"

"will not."

Yuan Heng was very happy, the tall and thin man stood in front of him, the national teacher shook his head, almost didn't believe that this was the cub he fed with shit and piss.

"Master, will you stay with Ah Heng all the time?"

"Aheng, you are already a mature emperor, you must learn to rule by yourself." The national teacher frowned.

Yuan Heng was silent for a while with his son.

He poured a cup of hot tea graciously, and asked again: "Then, can Ah Heng stay with Master all the time?"

Isn't that the same thing?

Oh, it seems not.

"Do you have to follow someone to live? Then find a wife."

"What is a wife?"

"It is the person who drank the quilt wine together and promised to be a couple for a lifetime."

"Then Master can..."

If Xie Yunqi felt it, he immediately said: "No!"

Yuan Heng: "Then I can..."

Xie Yunxi said every word: "No! Yes! Yes!"

Yuan Heng was immediately unhappy.

"Then Yuan Heng will never have a wife for the rest of his life."

Xie Yunqi turned over on the bamboo chair angrily and amusedly, planning to take a nap: "You are the emperor, you can't live without a wife."

"Then I won't be emperor anymore."

Xie Yunqi turned over and sat up, his eyes were a bit stern: "Yuan Heng!"

Yuan Heng knew that his words were too much, so he silently spread the quilt for Master, and admitted his mistake: "Ah Heng said something wrong. Master please forgive me. I will be a good emperor."

Xie Yunxi held it on his face, but rolled his eyes a hundred times in his heart.What kind of protagonist is this? After finally getting out of depression, he was made into a coquettish person again.This is not raising a daughter, he is raising a cub, or an emperor!

Yuan Heng is so delicate and sticky, can he be the emperor?

That's all, that's all.There is an important battle this year, as long as it can be carried out smoothly, Dayan can be kept peaceful for a hundred years.

The battle of Tongguan is imminent, but the general Fu Ru'an has disappeared.It took Xie Yunqi two or three days to figure out why, and then he found out—it was Song Ling who became a medical officer and healed old man Yuanzhi, Marquis of Qingbei, and old man Yuanzhi annexed half of the soldiers and horses of the Fu family. Since Fu Ru'an, the second son, never became a general at all, all the military power was distributed to the mediocre eldest son of the Fu family.

"..."

Who is going to fight now.

Who else has the ability to win the battle of Tongguan, with 20 to win [-]——

Only myself who knows the script is left.

Xie Yunqi had no choice but to assume the position of Zhao Quning's emperor teacher and Fu Ru'an's general.

But there is a problem. In the original text, Fu Ru'an was heartless, and directly killed 20 surrendered soldiers.If he also faces the next situation, the 20 will be kept or killed.

Kill him, the injustice is too heavy.

If you keep it, the country will be uneasy.

Or... stay.

How innocent are all beings.

That night, Xie Yunqi had a big dream.In the dream, there were three thousand karma entangled in life, and he couldn't break free.Only a young man in black clothes followed him like a shadow.

He couldn't see the boy's face clearly, but he heard him questioning him several times.

'Master, all living beings are innocent, so I have committed a serious crime? '

He was so scared that he woke up in the middle of the night.I feel that I probably read too many fantasy novels in the present world, and I have some strange dreams for no reason.When he turned over and sat up, the apprentice who rolled up his bed and lay under the bed to watch over him also woke up, lit a candle and asked, "Master, did you sleep cold?"

Only then did I realize that I had arrived at Tongguan, surrounded by knee-high snow, it was indeed cold.

The apprentice put down the candle, took off his shoes and socks in twos and twos, untied the empty cloak and hung it on the head of the bed, squeezed into the bed, and said: "Since the master gave the disciple blood transfusion two years ago, I am especially afraid of the cold. How about this, I will sleep with you."

inappropriate.Xie Yunxi frowned.Just when I was about to refuse, the other party entangled me, and it was really warm.

Forget it, a 15-year-old boy who grew up without a father or a mother is pitiful, and it's normal to be clingy.

Moreover, this child, who has grown up for three years, is so cute and kind that it makes people feel distressed, and he has never made any excessive demands.Therefore, Xie Yunqi always agreed to whatever this baby wished for in the past.

"Master, do you wear three layers of underwear to sleep?"

"Ah."

"Untie two layers, and I will hold it to keep it warm."

"...No need."

The apprentice snorted, and reached his waist with both hands: "Master, is it still cold?"

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Chu Xie transmigrated into a femme fatale who beat the protagonist to death, a weak beauty, with a serious illness, hard to hide her beauty.

The system told him that he had to complete the plot to get a chance to be reborn.

Just as Chu Xie passed through, he glanced at the script: Frame the male lead, torture the male lead, and finally be killed by the male lead.

With a cold snort: "...simple."

He was rolling up his sleeves to do something, and just tossed the protagonist half to death.

System: "Host!! Another host has traveled to the wrong world, and now you have to go through the story of two people alone."

"...?!"

"That brother took the White Lotus script: protect the hero from Chu Xie, accompany the hero, and finally die to save the hero."

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