Make the hero cool

Taifu Wang never expected Liu Fengyou to say such righteous words, he suddenly choked up a few times: "Your Majesty, you are too kind, that Xuan Jin is a monster that eats people but does not spit out bones."

"Teacher," Liu Fengyou didn't quite agree with the idea of ​​playing Taifu. Although Xuan Jin is sometimes too cruel, he is also a good person who loves the country and the people. "The Prime Minister is definitely not what you think."

Wang Taifu fell silent this time, he lowered his head slightly, drank a cup of tea, and said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty has made up his mind?"

"Yes."

Liu Fengyou replied firmly.

Wang Taifu nodded slightly, and pleaded again: "The old minister will abide by the Supreme Emperor's instructions. Now that Daye is gone, and the old minister will not serve the new master, I will beg His Majesty for the bones today."

Hearing what he said, Liu Fengyou felt sore in his heart, and finally nodded, and gave the old man a large amount of settling allowance with a wave of his hand, letting him go back to his hometown to live up to his old age.

Without Wang Taifu's resistance, the court and the central government are full of new ministers who support Xuan Jin's ascension to the throne, neutral parties who don't want to say much, and mediocre people who don't threaten much.

Xuan Jin's ascension to the throne went smoothly, and Liu Fengyou was also free.

Since the entire imperial court was busy with the enthronement of the new emperor, Liu Fengyou, the "former emperor", was also left out in the cold.

"Your Majesty," Fushun offered Liu Fengyou a cup of tea as usual, "Where are we going in the future?"

Liu Fengyou sat on the stone steps in front of the palace, looked up at the stars with his chin in his hands: "How many times have I told you, now I am no longer Your Majesty."

Fushun nodded quickly: "Your servant is used to it, and I hope you will forgive me."

Liu Fengyou patted his head with satisfaction: "Is this plausible?"

However, as for his future whereabouts, he has no idea.

Now that the male protagonist has won the throne, his task of advancing the plot has also been completed.What to do for a cannon fodder character who has completed the task seems to be beyond the reader's consideration.

Will Xuan Jin kill him in the original book?Or will he be sent wherever he wants to make him a king with a different surname?

He couldn't think of it, and he didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

He let Fushun go down and called 009 out.

"Brother Tongzi, let's see if the hero's cool value has increased a lot?"

When it comes to coolness, Liu Fengyou became excited again, now that Xuan Jin got the throne as he wished, he must be very happy.

[Xiao Liu, I have some unfortunate news for you, the hero's coolness value has dropped by a thousand. 】

"One thousand? How could there be so many!" Liu Fengyou was dumbfounded, and shouted regardless of his appearance.

[It shouldn't be, the plot is not wrong, how could it become like this...]

Obviously, 009, who has ruled for many years, doesn't know what kind of medicine the hero of this song world has taken wrongly. How can someone be an emperor and be unhappy.

As soon as Xuan Jin was unhappy, Liu Fengyou also became unhappy. How could it be counterproductive for him to plan for Xuan Jin for a long time.

Seeing Liu Fengyou's depression, 009 thought of ways to make him happy: 【Don't be sad, do you want to try my new function? 】

"What's new?"

Liu Fengyou was very depressed now, so he responded feebly.

[Now you can read the comment section of this book through me. 】

"What's the use?" Liu Fengyou rolled his eyes, disapproving.

[Of course it is useful, let’s learn from the wisdom of the masses. 】

While talking, 009 opened the comment section.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar page in front of him, Liu Fengyou felt an urge to cry.

But when he looked at it, his expression became strange. Why do these comments feel so weird, and these people speak like girls, do little girls like to read stallion novels now?

[Reader 1: The little emperor is too cute, when will the prime minister eat him up! 】

[Reader 2: Help, Xiao Gong is so slow to react, don't you know that you have fallen in love with the little emperor yet? 】

"What a mess."

Liu Fengyou pouted, he couldn't understand these comments at all.

【I do not know either. 】

As a straight male system, 009 also seems a bit awkward.

At this moment, Liu Fengyou suddenly heard the gate of the courtyard open.

It's late now, who's coming?

He put on his coat, walked to the door with his shoes on, and shouted, "Fushun, who's here?"

Fushun was leaning on the steps and dozing off, but was suddenly awakened by Liu Fengyou's voice, and a pair of beautiful golden boots appeared in front of his eyes.

The owner of this pair of golden boots is the new emperor Xuanjin who has just ascended the throne.

His face was flushed, his body still smelled of alcohol, and his figure was shaking, obviously drunk.

Before Fushun had time to pass the word, the drunk Xindi pushed the door open and went in by himself.

Liu Fengyou was standing by the door, almost staggered by him.

"Father, why are you here?"

After he finished speaking, he realized that the title "Xiangfu" was out of date, and he didn't dare to continue talking, so he obediently stood aside.

Xuan Jin looked up and down Liu Fengyou who was wearing light pajamas, he became even more distressed.

A few days ago, a subject gave him some beautiful kabuki, and today he finally had time to summon those girls.

These girls are all beauties who are all over the country, but he still finds them very boring. This night, he got himself completely drunk without any interest, and all he could think about was Liu Fengyou's smiling expression.

It was this abnormal thought that made him extremely distressed, and he didn't know what was wrong with him.

He admired Liu Fengyou, but he also knew that besides admiring him, he also had other emotions for this mysterious young man.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter with you?"

Liu Fengyou took a step forward and supported Xuan Jin.

Xuan Jin lowered his head logically, greedily enjoying the fragrance of Liu Fengyou's neck and shoulders: "Do you know what my mother called me?"

Liu Fengyou froze for a moment, he didn't know where he was going.

Xuan Jin continued on very consciously: "My mother calls me A Jin."

Liu Fengyou pursed his lips, and asked tentatively, "Ah Jin?"

"From now on, you will call me Ajin," Xuan Jin raised his head, his eyes shining sincerely, "I will call you Youyou, okay?"

Liu Fengyou curled his lips, thinking: Xuan Jin is the emperor, even if he can call him grandson, it is fine, but if he really dares to call the emperor by his name, he is probably not far from death.

"OK?"

Seeing that Liu Fengyou didn't respond, Xuan Jin shook his arm again like a child.

Liu Fengyou naturally wouldn't be serious with a drunk, he nodded: "Okay."

Only then did Xuan Jin smile in satisfaction, and continued to bury her head in Liu Fengyou's neck: "You are the best, you are the most gentle person other than my mother."

Liu Fengyou suddenly received the male lead's supreme evaluation, and he was at a loss. He patted Xuan Jin's back lightly, and coaxed softly: "It's late at night, Ah Jin, okay?"