The daily life of a bereaved salted fish

The moment he left the rope and the seat, the heaviness and solidity brought by the body disappeared.

As if the soul had successfully separated from the body, the whole person became light and ethereal.

Jiang Wu's body flew forward and upward.

Successfully crossed the high rockery and the gazebo above, and saw a tall flower tree growing on the opposite side.

The nose is filled with a sweet but not greasy taste.

This is his own, the simplest happiness.

Around the corner, a group of people appeared at some point, and the leading woman stared at the front in a daze: "Wu'er..."

There were screams and exclamations all around.

Qi Hanmiao swooped forward with his arms outstretched, and with the tears flying, he let out a scream: "Your Majesty—"

Yin Wuzhi's pupils shrank suddenly, and when he realized that Jiang Wu's hand had left the rope, he was still thinking, what kind of tricks is this fool playing?

But when the swing sank and Jiang Wu didn't follow, he trembled uncontrollably.

With his heart beating wildly, he approached the figure in the air at an unprecedented speed.

A black shadow was also rushing towards Jiang Wu.

Jiang Wu began to fall freely, instinctively enjoying the familiar comfort

In the past, he could sink into the air and sleep for a long time without being disturbed by anyone.

There is no bed more comfortable than air.

His arm was suddenly grabbed by someone, and someone pulled him heavily, and then his body bumped into someone's arms, and the smell of ointment overwhelmed the fragrance of flowers.

The time left for Yin Wuzhi was too short, and he rushed too hard. This time, he failed to stop his strength, and brought Jiang Wu to hit the stone wall of the rockery. He groaned and kicked with his toes. , turned around and jumped up directly.

Shiliu, who failed to catch him, landed firmly beside him.

Everyone rushed to the rockery.

Jiang Wu raised his face.Yin Wuzhi's face was pale, his lips were trembling constantly, his heart was beating wildly in his chest, and his muscles were tensed into hard iron blocks.

He stared at Jiang Wu, and when he opened his mouth to speak, he realized that the tip of his tongue was bitten off, and blood was mixed between his teeth: "You, do you want me to die like that?"

He didn't hesitate to frame him at his own expense.

People are pushed out by him.

It was hard to imagine what would happen to Dingnan Wang's family if something happened to Jiang Wu.

Jiang Wu didn't figure out the cause and effect, but Yin Wuzhi's arm was so stiff that he felt uncomfortable for a while.

He ordered: "Let go."

This guy, after what happened just now, he can still talk to him so calmly.

Yin Wuzhi's eyes were slightly red, but the hand holding him was so stiff that he couldn't move for a moment.

Qi Hanmiao had already leaned forward and found that Yin Wuzhi was still hugging Jiang Wu, so he said, "Your Highness, Your Majesty is fine."

Yin Wuzhi wanted to let go, but he couldn't let go.

The funeral critic told him: "Yin Aiqing, I'm not feeling well."

"Your Majesty is not feeling well..." Qi Hanmiao's body trembled, and he still hadn't recovered from the thrilling scene just now: "Quick, let him go."

Yin Wuzhi: "...my arm froze."

"Is it froze, or relying on His Majesty's favor, thinking that I can do whatever I want with the emperor?"

A gloomy female voice came, and everyone stood on both sides immediately, saluting tremblingly: "Empress Yao."

Empress Dowager Yao is Jiang Wu's biological mother. She was originally just an ordinary maid in the palace, but she attracted the late emperor's attention because of her stunning appearance. With the full support of many ministers and the late emperor, after Jiang Wu ascended the throne, she became the empress dowager as a matter of course.

In the eyes of everyone, this is a woman who is so lucky that she is against heaven.

This is Jiang Wu's only understanding of her.

She came all the way to the front, looking down at Yin Wuzhi coldly.Yao Ji is well maintained. I heard that she is a few years older than Queen Mother Wen, but she looks almost the same as her.

The point is, she is really beautiful, the kind of beauty that every facial feature can be used as a reference template.

Almost all of Jiang Wu's advantages are inherited from her.

She stood with Jiang Wu, and absolutely no one would suspect that she was not the mother and child.

Yin Wuzhi finally eased his stiff arms, he helped Jiang Wu to stand up, bowed and said: "My minister, see..."

"Snapped--"

The woman's slap slapped him mercilessly in the face.

The whole place was silent.

Even Jiang Wu said: "?"

This scene was beyond his expectation.

"If something goes wrong with the Son of Heaven, the Ai family will chop you up and feed them to the dogs." She yelled grimly, "Go and kneel over there!"

Yin Wuzhi pursed the blood on his lips, and knelt beside him without saying a word.

Yao Ji walked up to Jiang Wu, the coldness on her face eased slightly, she stretched out her hand to support Jiang Wu's body, looked him over with trembling eyes, and said softly, "Is there any injury?"

Jiang Wu: "Never."

Yao Ji felt relieved and helped him walk down the rockery.

Shiliu Wan took a step forward and turned his head to glance at Yin Wuzhi. His Royal Highness knelt in the shadow of the gazebo, his expression was also shrouded in shadow.

Jiang Wu walked down the rockery and followed her to the Tai Chi Hall.

He has walked more in this moment than he has walked in the past half a month. Jiang Wu was tired and fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Yao Ji was taken aback, subconsciously bent down to help him: "Wu'er."

"Why did you push me?"

Yao Ji was stunned: "You, what did you say?"

"If anything goes wrong, I'll chop you up and feed it to the dogs."

Yao Ji's face instantly became ugly.

The servants could only hang their heads, looking at their noses, noses, and hearts, without daring to take a breath.

They all came down from the rockery, and most of them understood that Jiang Wu said that he was venting his anger on Prince Yin.Although it was not in front of Yin Wuzhi, all the servants are here now, which is enough to keep the Queen Mother from stepping down.

Yao Ji gritted her teeth secretly, and said in a low voice: "Jiang Wu, do you know what I'm talking about? Ai's family is... your mother."

"I am the Son of Heaven." Jiang Wu said, "Even if A Niang wants to murder the Son of Heaven, she will be punished."

He turned his head to look at Qi Hanmiao: "You said, didn't you?"

Qi Hanmiao: "..."

He forced a smile with difficulty.

Jiang Wu didn't make things difficult for him, he continued to say to Yao Ji: "Beating a dog depends on the master, not to mention my servants, your queen mother was given by me, and I can take it back anytime, understand?"

Yao Ji's hair stood on end.

"understand?"

Yao Ji looked at his too calm eyes, and could no longer see a trace of awe and love from those eyes. Although the child always avoided her in the past, she could still feel it from the other party's quiet attitude. I care, but now Jiang Wu seems to regard her as an ordinary stranger, or just a weed root on the side of the road.

Her lips quivered.

Is it her, pushing him too hard?Why is it like a different person since the last injury?

Jiang Wu's voice was still dull and indifferent: "Mother, I'm asking you, do you understand?"

These three questions have the same emotion in each sentence.

It didn't seem threatening at all, and he wasn't angry.

But Yao Ji had a guts, if she didn't answer, something would happen.

The unknown made her shudder.

"My mother, I understand." In the end, she still emphasized unwillingly that she was his mother and the benefactor who gave him life.

"Let's go." Jiang Wu said, "It's just this one time, it's not an example."

The reason why he didn't teach Yao Ji directly in front of Yin Wuzhi was to make Yin Wuzhi hate him. He touched Yao Ji just now because he suddenly thought that Yin Wuzhi hadn't hated him enough to kill him. To keep someone under the pretense of liking the other party is to relax and coax him to work while bullying him. Now if the pressure is too tight and Yin Wuzhi runs away, wouldn't the booklets pile up like a mountain again?

After all, it is actually very simple to bully Yin Wuzhi, but it is much more difficult to let him behead the faint king and become an emperor through the ages, and let himself be free on the way.

The body is so heavy.

"Go and call Yin Aiqing."

After Yao Ji left, he was completely exhausted, and he uttered the last sentence sadly, then lay back and collapsed on the stone road in full view of everyone.

I really want to fly again.

As soon as the emperor lay down, the people around him knelt down one after another.

On the other side, Qi Hanmiao flew up to the pavilion on the rockery, "His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness, Your Majesty will send you over."

Yin Wuzhi knelt quietly, his eyes downcast, and remained motionless.

The joy on Qi Hanmiao's face subsided slightly, and he knew that he had been wronged.He recalled what happened just now, and said: "Just now, His Majesty reprimanded... Queen Mother Yao."

Yin Wuzhi remained unmoved.

The emperor reprimanded the queen mother, no one would believe what he said.

Even ordinary people, there are definitely not many who dare to do this, let alone a model in the world, he dares to do this, unless he doesn't want the support of the people.

Qi Hanmiao knew he shouldn't be quick-mouthed, but he still described what happened just now to Yin Wuzhi, emphasizing Jiang Wu's last few questions: "Your Majesty didn't lose his temper at all, and he scared the Empress Dowager Yao away. "

... This seems to be something that Jiang Wu can do.

It is true that he does not like to lose his temper, but he speaks with a frightening vigor, the still water runs deep, and it is difficult to see the city.

Yin Wuzhi moved his eyelashes.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty is still sitting on the ground, it's cold in autumn, if you get sick..."

who cares.

Yin Wuzhi thought to himself, that stupid gentleman is clearly not afraid of anything, he dared to let go like that when he was sitting on the swing, as if he knew from the beginning that someone would catch him.

Feeling the pain in his shoulder, Yin Wuzhi felt annoyed again in his heart.

The gazebo is on the top of the hill, and the wind is particularly cold.

Qi Hanmiao sighed and said: "It's windy here, even if His Royal Highness doesn't care about His Majesty, you should also think about your own body... You were whipped today, and you hit the rockery just now, are you also injured?"

A quarter of an hour later, Yin Wuzhi was finally persuaded to go down the rockery. After walking less than a hundred meters, he saw the eunuchs kneeling in a circle.

Qi Hanmiao said, "What are you doing?"

Everyone backed away, revealing the Son of Heaven paralyzed on the ground.

Qi Hanmiao ran up in horror: "Your Majesty, why are you lying here? Get up quickly, what will you do if you catch a cold?"

The mourner was helped up by him, picked off the weeds on his head, and said: "I just dreamed of riding a horse..."

In fact, the stone slabs on the ground were rough, and I felt very uncomfortable all over.

Qi Hanmiao told him: "Your Majesty will definitely make his dream come true."

"..." Yin Wuzhi looked indifferent.

Isn't the point that it's only been so long, and the faint king can actually fall asleep while lying on the ground?

Jiang Wu nodded, and looked at Yin Wuzhi with blurred eyes.

Yin Wuzhi's face was very pale, and because of his pale face, the slap print on his face was particularly obvious, which looked a little scary.

He regained his energy a bit, opened his mouth to comfort, then suddenly thought of history, and said, "Da Ma, come here."

Yin Wuzhi ignored him.

"Come here, camel, go to the other side of the mountain."

Just when he was in a daze, he dreamed that he was riding a horse, following a sweet and greasy smell, he turned over a very tall and big mountain, and found a colorful flower field.

"hurry up."

Qi Hanmiao lowered his head in embarrassment.

Fortunately, he had brainwashed Jiang Wu with Yin Wuzhi just now, how good Jiang Wu was to him, but when he turned around, he went back to his old ways.

"Hurry up." Jiang Wu said with a sad face, "Otherwise I will take off your clothes and lock you in an iron cage."

Here it is again, for some reason, Yin Wuzhi can hear a bit of innocence from this threat.He walked towards Jiang Wu and told him: "There is nothing on the other side of the mountain."

"I want to see for myself."

Yin Wuzhi looked at him for a while, then bent down and hoisted him onto his shoulders.

The funeral batch with its head down: "..."

Yin Wuzhi, carrying the mourning batch, walked towards the rockery.

Surprisingly, Hun Jun didn't struggle at all, just like a sack, humped on his shoulders obediently.

Of course, Sangpi didn't deliberately keep silent.

It's just that he himself was so depressed and weak, his brain was so suffocated by the lack of oxygen at the moment, and he didn't even have the strength to speak out.

Anyway, being carried on the back of a piggyback's back doesn't seem to be a bad thing.

Just, tolerable.

Yin Wuzhi stood still behind the rockery and said, "Here we are."

Sangpi's arms drooped naturally around his waist like his long hair, and he remained motionless.

Yin Wuzhi glanced at the thing on his shoulder, bent down and put the man down.

"—" Sangpi took a deep breath.

The sweet scent rushed into his lungs, and his flushed face was relieved by the fresh oxygen, and gradually turned calm.

Jiang Wu raised his face, glanced at the huge osmanthus tree in front of him, and turned around to look around.

Take another deep breath.

"Osmanthus, it smells so good."

Jiang Wu looked at the osmanthus tree and said to him, "Squat down."

"doing what?"

"Orders accepted."

... Yin Wuzhi squatted down expressionlessly.

Jiang Wu didn't move, "I want to ride on your neck."

Yin Wuzhi glanced at his lazy feet: "Do it yourself."

"hurry up."

Yin Wuzhi remained motionless.

How could he rush forward after being humiliated, Yin Wuzhi thought expressionlessly, should he be stupid?

A quarter of an hour passed, the funeral approval did not move, neither did Yin Wuzhi.

Another quarter of an hour passed, Sangpi sat on the ground, Yin Wuzhi did not move.

After a stick of incense.

Yin Wu's legs went numb: "Are you going to ride or not?"

"Ride." Jiang Wu said, "I want to ride."

Yin Wuzhi was completely wooden.

After all, he did not escape the fate of humping the man on his neck——

Jiang Wu was lifted up a little bit, and his head got into the flowers of the thousand-year-old osmanthus tree. Among the immature pale yellow flowers, he took a soft, intoxicated, and deep breath.

Yin Wuzhi didn't want to be curious about the Hunjun anymore, because every time it would be bad luck.

"...does it smell so good?"

"Uh-huh."

"You grew up in the palace, didn't you smell it every year?"

"Uh-huh."

"..." Can you say something that people can understand.

Jiang Wu has seen sweet-scented osmanthus bloom many times, heard people commenting on its taste many times, and many times, it has been blown into the flowers by the wind without touching any leaves.

Can't touch, can't smell.

This is the first time.

"A little higher, a little higher."

Yin Wuzhi stepped on his feet, his entire face was filled in the shadows: "When things go to extremes, they turn back."

"What do you mean by that?"

"No matter how tall you are, you will be short."

"?" Jiang Wu didn't understand: "Are you dying?"

After a few breaths, Yin Wuzhi compromised and said, "Sit still."

Jiang Wu opened his arms steadily, "Okay."

Yin Wuzhi couldn't see his posture, so he let go of the hands that were supporting him, grabbed onto the branch, and jumped suddenly with Hunjun on his back.

Jiang Wu's field of vision expanded and expanded in an instant, his eyes were filled with pale yellow flowers, his nose was filled with a sweet but not greasy fragrance of flowers, and the black branches, because of the flowers covering the sun, looked simple and simple in the dim light And elegant.

He praised: "Yin Wuzhi, you are really a good person."

Yin Wuzhi pursed his lips, before he could accept it, he heard a loud noise: "Boom."

Zangpi's head hit a thick branch heavily.

It fell silently.

Yin Wuzhi caught him reflexively, and quickly hid him in the dense osmanthus cloud.

Pretend nothing happened.