The third year after the death of the emperor

Tong Tong, who came back from Ziwei Palace, finally found a suitable gap to live in Xie Wen's mind again.

When she used physical actions outside, although she had a sense of energy, it was relatively weak. It was not until she transformed back into her main body that she breathed a sigh of relief and complained: "If the dog emperor didn't come to you every day, he would still treat me as a Excuse me, I really want to rest with you for a while... sleep."

"Why do you want to sleep?" Xie Wen asked, "Is the energy insufficient?"

"My energy has long been..." Tongtong's words suddenly stopped, and then she took a breath of air. After a short silence, she suddenly said, "Huaiyu, I can restart."

"What?" Xie Wen subconsciously asked.

He naturally knew the conditions for the system to restart: the protagonist of this world, that is, His Ninth Prince, the cruel and vile emperor chosen by Xie Wen himself—has kind thoughts.

Words similar to "kindness" are almost the least compatible words for this person.Xie Wen was stunned for a while, then heard Tongtong excitedly say: "Oh my God! Huaiyu, my energy bar has recovered 20.00%, I can restart, what a fart I'm still on standby! Do you want to go back? I can do it now Send you back!"

The brush in Xie Wen's hand hovered for a moment, and the soft tip of the pen left a hasty mark on the paper.

"The little emperor... Damn, why is this? What's the situation!" Tongtong's voice kept echoing, "Do you know what this means? The behavior of the protagonist in the world is deviant... This book, The rules of this small plane have changed, this is simply overfulfilling the task. With 20.00% energy, I can not only send you back, but also send you back to before the car accident!"

"Baby Huaiyu, do you want to cheat, let me give you a cheat in the modern plane? Do you want the kind...the kind that wins every match..." She described it with high spirits, even The name changed all of a sudden, "You are my last host, we can return to modern life, what is that in your place...artificial intelligence alpha dog, I want to play chess with it..."

She yelled for a long time, but the other party didn't respond too strongly.At this time, Tongtong began to fail to understand human beings again. She left the host's mind and returned to the face of a five-year-old girl with a red headband, sitting seriously facing him, staring at him with two big round eyes. .

Xie Wen put down the brush and rolled up the ink-stained cuffs. His expression was calm, and he couldn't see the slightest excitement, agitation, or any exposed emotions—this is the habit of this person, and it is the harsher and more important decision. , the more critical he is, the colder he is.

Instead of reading his thoughts, Tongtong used a less efficient way of communicating.She hoped that the face-to-face conversation between the two would make Xie Wen regard her as a partner, not just a system: "What's wrong with you?"

Xie Wen said: "What is the judgment of kindness?"

Tongtong pondered for a while, and said in a crisp voice: "According to your explanation, it is a good idea, a good idea, but my judgment standard is that it does not hurt, does not ask for anything, and wishes for better."

Xie Wen savored these words.

Tongtong continued: "Actually, it's easy for normal people to do no harm. Wishing for better, this kind of beautiful blessing, human beings are often willing to give even strangers emotionally, let alone Xiao Xuanqian to you... But to say that he doesn't ask for anything from you, I'm really a bit..."

She was silent for a while, and then said: "Can this person learn to love without asking for anything? Can he understand what it is to give wholeheartedly? Does he have the thought of not wanting anything in return?"

Tongtong didn't speak so harshly, but these three questions already represented her attitude to a large extent.At this time, she began to fail to understand these sensitive creatures again. After a slight pause, she raised her hand to cover her face vigorously, rubbed her round face, and raised her head, "Anyway, let's go."

Xie Wen stared at her silently and repeated: "Shall we go?"

"Why are you still hesitating?" Tong Tong said, "This opportunity is not to be missed, and it will never come again. Do you know when he will change his nature again? If he is on the side of the Ninth Prince, I am not afraid of you getting hurt. Come out and go crazy, let me see if you will soften your heart."

"How long can this state last?" Xie Wen asked, "Is it enough for me to say goodbye to him?"

Tongtong let out a sigh of relief when he heard the words, but fortunately Huaiyu didn't say anything stupid like "He can't leave me, he will die if he leaves me".

According to Tongtong's thinking, after all, for Huaiyu in another world, this group of people can be classified as paper people.The host treats these raiding targets as long as they play games, and there is no need to feel extra guilt.

"I just activated the system, and it will slowly consume energy after restarting. If the little emperor doesn't change his mind immediately, there will be no problem for at least three months." Tongtong said grandly, "You can say goodbye to him slowly and accompany him It should be fine until the end of summer and early autumn, but do you really want to stay in this feudal society for another three months? Don't you want to go home?"

Xie Wen did not answer, but took out the letter paper again, and wrote in detail the distribution of property and the funding for the Peony Pavilion on it in a tone of confession.This was what he planned to implement slowly, starting from the Peony Pavilion, so that they would be freed from slavery and have the right to choose their profession freely...but it was too late to plan now.

This letter will be sent to an escort agency and stay in Jian Fengzhi's hands.He hoped that Jane could use those wealth and force to more or less shelter and help the girls who came to the Peony Pavilion.

He still has a series of plans for changes and reforms in his mind, but they cannot be formed overnight. He even thinks that only after a real empress is born in this dynasty can a certain effect be achieved... One of the reasons why the title of "Zhen Guo Princess" was not rejected.

But now everything is disrupted.

He couldn't stay in this world until he died of old age, let alone live the life of a generation of famous officials in his imagination... For a moment, Xie Wen even felt that if the little emperor didn't fulfill this condition, if he couldn't leave...

Can't think so.

Xie Wen put down her chaotic thoughts and dealt with the matter at hand first.He was rigorous and meticulous in his work, but this time he was always forgetting things and turning things upside down. After half a candle, Xie Tong finally couldn't stand it any longer and pushed the inkstone aside: "Is it not so urgent to write a suicide note?"

Xie Wen's pen dipped in ink stopped in mid-air.

He slowly put down the pen holder and stood up from the seat.The candlelight is bright and moist, and the room is extremely warm.

He was only wearing a plain green robe with a slightly open neckline, and his long black hair fell down his shoulders.Xie Wen raised her hand and flipped through the envelope she had written, her flickering eyes flickered on the table, and she said after a long while: "Are you asking for nothing?"

Tong Tong realized that this was one of the conditions for that achievement.

"No desire, no desire?" Xie Wen said softly, "How is it possible..."

That person was looking forward to his body, his response, his attention, just yesterday, he was very angry because of the arrival of the eldest princess, and his desire for monopoly was so strong that he was like a wild beast guarding the territory... Said Xiao Xuanqian was helpless What do you want?How... when?

"Your decision won't be bad." Xie Wen looked over, "I think..."

"Impossible!" Tongtong frowned instantly, "It doesn't mean that you have no desire for you, it means that you have a strong sense of dedication, do you understand what a sense of dedication is... Oh, no one understands better than you Oh, too many times you invest for nothing, you sentimental host!"

"Dedication." Xie Wen was even more confused, "What is he dedicating to me?"

Tongtong also wanted to know.

The two were relatively silent.This is obviously a good thing that is enough to make people rejoice, but Xie Tong can't lie to himself after facing Huaiyu's state - for Xie Wen, this good thing came at an inopportune time.

There was no chance when he was suffering and depressed and difficult to dismiss, and he had no chance when he was covered in bruises and his heart was hollowed out... All his fragile moments did not receive the favor of heaven.

But when he regrouped and wanted to enter a new life, this "favor" came suddenly.Tong Tong can understand him to a certain extent, but hates herself for being able to understand him.

Otherwise, Tong Tong would definitely take this person away without saying a word, without asking the other party's opinion, just like bringing him here back then.

Xie Wen raised his hand to support the desk, he closed his eyes, calmed down, his breathing and heartbeat gradually became reassuring, and after a while, he asked, "What time is it?"

Even if there are only two of them, he has been assimilated by this world.Tongtong paused for a moment, as if she wanted to fight him: "Eight o'clock in the evening."

Xie Wen said: "Did you get the key to the palace?"

"The little emperor can't come." Tong Tong said, "Didn't he send someone to tell you? Today, the group of ministers dragged you back to bed early."

Xie Wen said: "I want to enter the palace."

"Huh?" Tong Tong opened his eyes wide.

Afterwards, she watched the other party immediately ask the steward of the Xie Mansion to prepare the chariots and horses, and at the same time changed her clothes, combed her hair, and tied up her cloak, then walked out without caring about her at all.

"Huaiyu...you are really my dear father!" Tong Tong gritted his teeth and muttered, then rushed up and threw himself into his arms, and after being hugged naturally by the other party, he stretched out his hand to push the jade hairpin in his hair straight and deep , sticking to Xie Wen's ear, "Why are you looking for him? Do you have something important to talk about? Or should you tell him the truth and let's leave tonight?"

"I don't know." Xie Wen replied simply, "I want to see you."

Tongtong: "...That's it?"

"Yes." Xie Wen said, "I want to see him."

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The candles in the ideological and political hall burned until late at night.

When the last figure of the group of discussants was gradually escorted out of the palace, the inner court servants often let out a sigh of relief.Watching the adults leave, Dechun was about to turn around to explain to his master, when he saw a carriage with plain green curtains and a bright silver roof approaching. This carriage was not luxurious and dazzling, but it immediately attracted met Dechun's eyes.

He hurriedly said: "Wait a little longer!" Then he went over in person and stepped forward to greet him quickly.

However, before Dechun reached the carriage, the carriages of the officials who had left Ziwei Palace stopped suddenly, and the carriages and horses of the waiter Gao Kungao half blocked the other party, and then the high-ranking Master Gao lifted the carriage Lian, walked to the side of Suqing's carriage, and greeted: "Since the emperor's teacher returned to Beijing, I have been bound by various reasons, and I have never been able to see him. How is Mr. Xie?"

Xie Wen didn't want to pay attention to him at this time, but because she couldn't be too impolite, she stretched out her hand to open half of the car curtain, showed her face slightly, and said, "Please bear with me, I'm mostly fine."

Under the dim night, Gao Kun raised his eyes and stared at him. After a while, he suddenly said: "I have been to your mourning hall."

These words sound rather strange, the two were once officials in the same dynasty, Xie Wen saw him rise step by step from an unknown subordinate to the servant in front of him.Like Shen Yuexiao, Gao Kun is an unswerving imperial party, an official hand-picked by Xiao Xuanqian...so they were not good-looking in the past, and most of the time they were tit-for-tat and sword-fighting.

Xie Wen said: "How is the arrangement?"

Gao Kun didn't expect such a conversation to continue: "Be low-key and introverted. I guess it will suit you very well."

Xie Wen nodded and said, "That's good."

After he finished answering, he lowered the car curtain, but Gao Kun didn't leave, as if he didn't realize his hint, he said, "Your Majesty should still have a child."

Xie Wen thought to herself: This is the shortcoming of the Iron-Blooded Emperor's party. He will also never give up and worry about the emperor's family affairs and the continuation of his descendants.

"No matter how much Princess Zhen Guo is favored, she is still just a princess." Gao Kun continued, "Your Majesty will have a queen after all, and there should be a harem for him. The harmony of yin and yang is the law of heaven and earth, not... Thank you, sir, you actually understand what the officer is talking about."

Sitting next to him, Tong Tong murmured softly, "Do you think anyone can't get rid of someone?"

Xie Wen glanced at her, and said calmly: "I understand. Mr. Gao is too worried. Just tell me these words. Be sure not to spread them to His Majesty, otherwise you should worry about your own head."

Gao Kun took a few steps back, and the carriages and horses on both sides passed by.

Tong Tong said: "Does he think of himself as the Xiao family's nanny? He is in charge of the sky and the earth, but also whether the emperor has children, bah, this feudal and pedantic mind."

Xie Wen didn't express anything, he was too lazy to take this person to heart, but pondered: "What needs to be discussed for so long, and why does he feel that Xiao Xuanqian urgently needs a descendant, a prince?"

A quarter of an hour later, Dechun respectfully led the carriage into Ziwei Palace, and Cui Sheng came to lead the way and escort him personally. However, Xie Wen walked a few steps away after getting off the carriage, and just crossed half of the covered bridge when he was greeted Xiao Xuanqian who picked him up hugged him.

The attendant held up the lamp at the side, and surrounded dozens of people. In the crowd, Xie Wen patted his wrist and said, "Be obedient."

Xiao Xuanqian was really docile and obedient, he took Xie Wen's hand silently, and the two returned to the Sizheng Hall all the way, and when they entered the inner room, His Majesty the Emperor had endured to the extreme, and at the same time as Cui Sheng closed the palace door, he Can't wait to ask him: "Why did the teacher come to me today?"

His eyebrows are handsome and sharp, and his appearance is naturally ruthless, but at this moment his eyes are very bright, and there is a surge of enthusiasm in his heart.He leaned over, and the exhaustion in his body seemed to be swept away. He put his arms around Xie Wen's shoulders and said, "Did you miss me?"

Xie Wen stared at him, and suddenly the manuscript that had been typed all the way was no longer needed, and what she said was: "Why are the discussions so late?"

Xiao Xuanqian said: "The Northwest Army... has an old problem. At the end of winter and the beginning of spring, the nomadic tribes in the Northwest disturbed the border and plundered the people. They left as soon as they attacked, and crossed the river after the looting. This year's lack of combat preparations has suffered a loss."

He said it lightly, but Xie Wen could hear a different kind of turmoil: "Some old frontiers are available, so don't throw them away."

Xiao Xuanqian gritted his back molars, and his tone immediately cooled down: "I have already taken over the military power of famous generals and aristocratic families, not just them. Last time this group of people tested my attitude, I have been tolerant enough."

Xie Wen glanced at him: "Even if you are the emperor who knows the soldiers, it is enough to sit in the center, what do you mean?"

"Didn't the teacher hear it?" Xiao Xuanqian eased his thoughts, "I don't want to suffer this, let alone use those generals who only have generals in their hearts and no emperors. Since I know soldiers, cavalry and archery are useful, why can't I drive and conquer myself? , sweep away this long-standing disease."

"It's too dangerous." Xie Wen sighed, "Jingzhi, you can't be so willful, this matter involves too much and too much, even if you have all the conditions, this is not the best choice."

"What is the best choice? It is to suffer this loss every year! As long as you resist a little and reduce the loss, you can be called a famous general? This group of incompetent people..."

When he said this, he suddenly realized something, immediately softened his tone, and explained in a soft voice: "Huaiyu, I didn't mean to kill you just now..."

Xie Wen was organizing his words, but asking him to say something like this almost interrupted his train of thought. He forgot what he was going to say in an instant, and after a long moment of silence, he said: "Speak business, don't cling to me."

Xiao Xuanqian didn't listen, and quickly pecked and kissed the corner of his lips, the eagerness in his words couldn't be concealed: "It's too late, we'll talk about it tomorrow, are you just asking me these things?"

Xie Wen's heart froze, and the foreshadowing and explanations of those well-arranged words were pressed in her throat, but she didn't know how to say it anyway: "...Look at you."

These three words seem to have been endowed with a special meaning.

The little emperor hugged him violently, and the self-willed energy of being pampered came up again. His heart softened into a puddle of water, and he whispered repeatedly in the ear of the other party: "Teacher... why are you so good, why are you so good?" Treat me so well?...I really like you..."

The author has something to say: This purely emotional essay is written to hone the feel, and it is written repeatedly. There is no career line of hundreds of thousands, so it is not long, it will be relatively short.

Don't instruct me to speed up the pace and write the plot, thank you.