The daily life of a bereaved salted fish

Yin Wuzhi began to deceive people, which Sangpi did not expect.

It was so gutsy that even the emperor dared to lie to him.

Sangpi was forced to listen to him read a few scriptures, thinking perfunctorily, is he too kind to Yin Wuzhi?

But recalling Yin Wuzhi's treatment after entering the palace, it seems that it has nothing to do with being good. Although he will slack off a little when he is sad and lazy, generally speaking, the humiliation of Yin Wuzhi is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Is the humiliation not strong enough?Why did Yin Wuzhi dare to challenge his authority?Shouldn't he be so overwhelmed by the Hunjun, secretly plotting how to kill the Hunjun?

Jiang Wu leaned his head on Yin Wuzhi's shoulder and turned his head to stare at him.

"Look at this, it was sent from Xiangzhou, and now the Chinese New Year is coming soon, His Royal Highness King Xiang wants to come back to visit relatives, and pay homage to the ancestors at the ancestral hall..."

Yin Wuzhi felt his gaze, and the half of his face stared at started to feel numb for no reason. He stabilized his voice and said calmly: "This is His Majesty's family matter. I dare not go beyond the distance, and I hope His Majesty will make a decision."

Yin Wuzhi held the memorial and waited for a few breaths.

Jiang Wu was still staring at him.

Yin Wuzhi: "... Is there something on my face?"

"I'm just admiring."

"Xin, appreciate what?"

"Appreciate the beauties."

"..." Yin Wuzhi blushed.

The arm surrounding Jiang Wu was raised, and the latter lowered his head, only to see five fingers stretched out towards him, before he could react, his cheek was suddenly pinched.

Faced with Yin Wuzhi, he was forced to turn back and face the table directly.

Yin Wuzhi said with a straight face: "His Royal Highness King Xiang asked to return to Beijing, will His Majesty agree or not?"

King Xiang is the fifth son of the first emperor, that is, Jiang Wu's younger brother, and the same mother as the prince, that is to say, he and Yin Wuzhi are cousins.When he seized the heir, he was undoubtedly part of the prince's party. After the prince died and the king of Qi was disabled, he was expelled to Xiangzhou by the first emperor.

In the history that Jiang Wu learned, this King Xiang was later killed by the Hunjun, and it was precisely because of his death that the remaining princes were either disabled or sick, so Xia Guo began to change his surname to Yin.

Then, I must promise to let him come.

Since it was the Hunjun who killed him, and the Hunjun would not run around, then King Xiang must have died in Guanjing City.

It’s just that when he was a wandering soul, he was indifferent to the whole world, not to mention the past tense submerged in the long flow of history, so he only had a half-knowledge of the so-called history, and didn’t know much about it. When did King Xiang die and how did he die?

what……

He was lost in thought.

I had to solve it in my own way.

After King Xiang came over, he would find a reason to kill him, and let Yin Wuzhi see the brutal and bloodthirsty face of the Hunjun, which might speed up his process of beheading the Hunjun.

Yin Wuzhi looked at his expressionless face, "Your Majesty?"

It shouldn't be. Jiang Wu had a good relationship with the former prince when he was the prince, and King Xiang was the younger brother of the former prince. Naturally, Jiang Wu had a good relationship with him.Now that the new year is approaching, King Xiang's request to go back to Guanjing to visit his relatives is very reasonable, do we still need to think for so long?

Are the rumors wrong?

"Yeah." Jiang Wu nodded and said, "Yun."

"Then His Majesty will write an accurate word here."

"Ai Qing wrote it for me."

"No." Yin Wuzhi said: "The zhezi still needs to be sent back to Xiangzhou, and His Majesty must write the pen himself."

What he said was somewhat euphemistic. His Royal Highness, King Xiang, who participated in the battle for the throne, is probably more likely to guess the king's heart than many people. If the reply is someone else's handwriting, it is one thing whether King Xiang dares to come back. Whether to settle accounts with the person who wrote the pen afterwards is another matter.

As lazy as Jiang Wu, he finally picked up the pen himself.

Carefully and carefully wrote the word 'accurate'.

Although this slacker is lazy, he can write very well.

After writing this word, Sangpi seemed to have exhausted all his cultivation, and collapsed back into Yin Wuzhi's arms: "Let's stop here for today, I don't want to read it."

"No." Yin Wuzhi closed the paper that had been approved: "There is also a paper to greet His Highness King Qi."

King Qi was already disabled, and it was inconvenient for him to return to Guanjing after being expelled by the first emperor, but he often greeted him. Of course, it is unknown whether it was him himself or his staff who paid the greetings on behalf of him.

Jiang Wu said dumbly: "He greeted me, do I have to go back?"

Yin Wuzhi paused slightly.

Sure enough, he and Prince Xiang really have a deep relationship, because King Qi killed the former prince, so he doesn't even want to read his book?

"In addition, there is also a little situation in Qidi. There are often bandits nearby. The government sent people to them several times but failed to wipe them out. The border of the country, could it be sent by the country of Zhao?"

The funeral batch is numb.

What is Yin Wuzhi talking about?What bandits?What government?What Zhao border?

Why should he be tortured like this?

Not to mention bandits making trouble, even if the two countries are at war, what does it have to do with his mere funeral approval?

The funeral approval is just trying to save the precarious history, and it's not really coming to be the emperor.

"Such a trivial matter, do I need to make decisions myself?" The mourning critic said, "Is it because I support you officials as nothing?"

……Angry?

Sure enough, he hated His Royal Highness King Qi very much.

Yin Wuzhi pressed his head lightly, and said, "Okay, let's do something else instead of mentioning this matter."

Jiang Wu: "..."

No, don't change anything else, he wants to go out, he doesn't want to stay in the Imperial Study Room anymore.

So tired, why do people want to be an emperor, why do they have to criticize papers, why can't they just float around like a ghost.

I beg God to accept him.

Let him go back to the beginning of memory, no eyes, no ears, no consciousness and no thoughts, just simply exist, or it doesn't matter if it doesn't exist.

Why do people live, why do they exist! !

Yin Wuzhi had already opened other notebooks and said, "Your Majesty, let's take a look at this."

Who gave you the courage to send me a job?

Who gave you the confidence that I will definitely be at your mercy?

In the light of the calcium carbide fire, the mourner looked at Yin Wuzhi again: "Dear me."

Yin Wuzhi didn't react.

"Yin Wuzhi." Jiang Wu said, "Dear me."

Or he let Yin Wuzhi go too far, and the humiliation to him was not enough, and he needed to double, double, and double.

If Yin Wuzhi wanted to threaten a mourner, he had to pay the price.

Yin Wuzhi stared at the unfolded memorial, but couldn't read the words clearly at all.

"Dear, I want to kiss." His motionless appearance made Jiang Wu feel a little satisfied, and he said slowly: "I read a book, and you can kiss me, or you won't read it."

Yin Wuzhi forced him to do something he didn't want to do, so the funeral batch would naturally force him to go back.

He gradually relaxed, and reached out to touch the back of Yin Wuzhi's hand: "Yin Aiqing, you are so beautiful, if you are willing to give me something sweet, I can stay in this imperial study for a longer time."

Yin Wuzhi rolled his Adam's apple, retracted his fingers into his sleeves restrainedly, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, don't be joking."

"No joke." Jiang Wu slipped his fingers into his cuffs, rubbed his wrists with his fingertips, tilted his head and said, "Yin Aiqing is my male favourite, and it is right to please me."

Yin Wuzhi was stiff all over, and he suddenly looked at Jiang Wu.

Jiang Wu's eyes were moist and clear, and he faced him for a moment: "A man's pet, he should look like a man's pet, and he should be responsible for making me happy and let me enjoy it."

This is plain humiliation.

Yin Wuzhi's face turned blue: "You, you stupid king."

"Dear me."

No matter how Jiang Wucai scolded him, he could hear Yin Wuzhi's gradually disordered breathing, and he could also distinguish the unbearable annoyance on Yin Wuzhi's face. There was no doubt that Yin Wuzhi was annoying him to death.

He said in a tone that could not be refused: "Hurry up, don't force me to do it myself."

Both of them sat on the futon in front of the table, Yin Wuzhi propped his fists on the ground, his eyes gradually turned red.

Men love, enjoy, please...

These words were like loud slaps, slapping his face hard.

Prince Dingnan's son, Major General of the Eagle Army, the proud son of heaven, whoever saw him would not be polite and respectful, but only Jiang Wu dared to put such a label of trampling on him.

"I'll count to three. If you don't kiss me, I'll announce your father into the palace." In the end, Zangpi was better. Seeing Yin Wuzhi's eyes getting redder and redder, Zangpi became more and more proud: "Then I put him..."

Yin Wuzhi blocked his mouth.

Faint Lord, Faint Lord, Faint Lord.

One day, one day, he will cut off the tongue of this stupid king, so that he will never dare to threaten him and humiliate him again.

...so soft and sweet.

He smelled the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus again, faintly present, refreshing.

"Tsk tsk—"

Funeral batch: "?"

Been sucked.

Realizing what he had done, Yin Wuzhi shook his eyelashes in shame.

It must be, it must be drugged.

There must be some hallucinogenic aura on this Hunjun, otherwise, otherwise, there is no way to explain this situation.

The corners of his red eyes became moist, he quickly distanced himself from Jiang Wu, and said coldly, "Can we continue?"

Sangpi read the scriptures honestly, and the sense of relief from humiliating Yin Wuzhi just now was once again replaced by heaviness.

Yin Wuzhi, no way.

Being bullied like this, I don't know how to fight again.

He didn't kiss him, and he didn't approve of the funeral. Isn't everyone happy?

Why hurt each other?

Jiang Wu read one book patiently, Yin Wuzhi turned to the next one, and said, "Continue."

Jiang Wu's suffering is not over, so Yin Wuzhi naturally doesn't want to run away.

"Dear."

Yin Wuzhi naturally had a hundred people in his heart, and a thousand people were unwilling.

Who does this Jiangshan belong to? Jiang Wu loves to look at it or not, why should he bear the humiliation and sacrifice himself... Then what kind of appearance is there to please him?

Yin Wuzhi quickly kissed him on the face, and Sangpi corrected him: "Mouth, kiss."

Yin Wuzhi stared at him for a while with red eyes, and he swore that he didn't want to kiss Jiang Wu at all, not at all!

After successfully getting a kiss, he read the book with grief, Yin Wuzhi flipped through it again, and he asked, "Dear."

What else could Yin Wuzhi do, of course he could only kiss him with tears in his eyes.

After the eighth kiss, Yin Wuzhi opened the notebook again, and a drop of water fell on it unexpectedly.

Funeral batch: Hey.

Yin Wuzhi directly closed the booklet and replaced it with another one, and quickly raised his sleeves and wiped his face, trying to save his respect: "The one just now is a bit troublesome, I will deal with it later."

Sangpi thought for a while and said, "Yin Wuzhi."

Yin Wuzhi didn't look at him.

"I don't think it's enough." Sangpi felt that the humiliation was not enough, so he dared to continue to hand him the booklet. He looked at Yin Wuzhi's clothes and said, "It's an eyesore."

Yin Wuzhi, who thought he finally found out his conscience: "?"

"Clothes, eyesore." Sangpi said casually, "I want to see your body."

Outside the Taiji Hall, a Luanjia fell to the ground.

Qi Hanmiao hurriedly greeted her: "I have seen the Queen Mother Wen, and the Queen Mother came to see Her Majesty?"

"The Empress Dowager is still worried, let Aijia come and see for herself."

"Your Majesty is busy with the Crown Prince in the Imperial Study, should the Empress Dowager wait, or..."

"Azhi is here?" Empress Dowager Wen smiled and said, "That's a coincidence, Ai's family went to the Imperial Study to bring them some food."

Royal study.

Yin Wuzhi trembled all over.

Jiang Wu didn't take it seriously: "If Aiqing doesn't show it, I won't criticize the papers."