Lord Chitose spoils me too much, what should I do?

"Could it be possible that Tai Tuo still likes him?"

"Your Majesty was joking, how could I like him? It's just jealousy and envy."

"Behind me, there is a family, there is a party, and there are people who rely on me to live... In the past twenty years, whether you love or hate, half of your life is for others."

"He is free and easy, and he has done everything that I dare not do."

"Your Majesty likes him, and I can understand it."

Murong Shu raised his face, he didn't expect that one day he could hear good things about Pei Que from Wei Yang's mouth.

"It's just that your majesty, when you are young and affectionate, sometimes you go to a stranger. No matter how much your majesty likes him, you have to leave a backup for yourself, and you can't rush to him with all your heart."

Murong Shu turned his face away, "So the Taifu wants to see me just to talk about this?"

"Is His Majesty really leaving in such a hurry?"

Wei Yang looked down at him with soft eyes, "I just want to look at His Majesty a few more times—"

Murong Shu interrupted his words, and pressed his lips tightly.

"The revenge of killing your father is not to be shared. Taifu, stop talking so much nonsense...Even if I want to forgive you, I can't pass the test of my conscience. The spirit of the father is in the sky. If you see me like this look, will be disappointed..."

"Teacher," he choked up, "do you have anything else to say?"

His eyes were red, "What I mean is, don't worry about me anymore. Do you have any unfulfilled wishes? Is there anything you want to say?" Wei Yang looked at him and shook his head, smiling as always The wind is clear and the moon is clear.

"Your Majesty, can I give you a hug..."

The little emperor shook his head.

Wei Yang showed disappointment, bent down to pick up the long knife on the ground, the blade was trembling, and shone coldly, aiming at Murong Shu.

Murong Shu's eyes were red, and his complexion turned pale instantly.

He took two steps back, his voice trembling, "Teacher wants to kill me?"

Wei Yang took a step forward, and the blade took another step closer to Murong Shu.

Murong Shu shook his head, "Teacher?"

Wei Yang took a deep look at him, "How could Your Majesty think that the minister will be against you?"

He moved extremely quickly, raising his arm and stabbing the blade at his abdomen.

The little emperor froze in place in fright.

Wei Yang also grasped the handle of the knife with his other hand, and stabbed the knife deeply with great force.

His legs lost strength and he knelt on the ground.

"Teacher!"

Murong Shu came back to his senses, held onto his shoulders, tears streaming down his face, "What are you...how are you..."

The blood-stained hand was almost transparent white, and the blue veins were even visible.

For the first time, he put his palm on His Majesty's face regardless of his status as a monarch and minister, "Don't cry..."

As he spoke, a large stream of blood kept overflowing from his lips, "I don't live long..."

He suddenly covered his mouth, coughed twice, and when he let go, his face was covered in bright red blood.

"I should have owed His Majesty a life in the first place, but now I am making up for it with my body that has not had many days to live. This is my money..."

Murong Shu cried and shook his head, his face was covered with tears, he was like a child who made a mistake, "Teacher...Teacher..."

"I know I was wrong..."

"Oh... I shouldn't hurt you with such heartless words..."

"I'm just sad...I scared you..."

"Why would I kill you? I will secretly save your life and send you out..."

"I hate you...but I don't want to kill you..."

"His Majesty……"

Wei Yang rubbed his face, "Your Majesty wants to give the world an explanation..."

"When the minister dies, there will be an explanation..."

"Although my life is short, it is exhausting enough..."

"A dilapidated and weak body, endless burdens... I have already carried enough..."

His palm gradually slipped off Murong Shu's face, leaving mottled blood stains.

"His Majesty……"

He was breathing hard, and every breath would cause a violent shock in his heart.

"Your Majesty... the thing I regret the most in my life is the death of the late emperor..."

"Your Majesty...the death of the late emperor was not my intention...by the time I found out...the poison was deep in my bones...it was too late to save... "

A stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips, "At that time, the late emperor had noticed it, so he began to use Pei Que again... This situation made them even more afraid

"The guards are of the same line. They are afraid of the late emperor...increased the dose...When the minister got the news, it was already irreparable..."

Wei Yang held Murong Shu's hand tightly, "I owe you, and I also owe the late Emperor..."

"Your Majesty, I will pay you this life..."

Looking at the crying face of the little emperor, his heart ached, and his tone was sour, "It's just that I can't grow up with His Majesty..."

"It's cheap for him..."

"Teacher...Teacher..."

The little emperor shook his head and cried.

"If... if he has failed His Majesty in the future... even if I turn into a ghost, I won't let him go..."

He held the little emperor's hand back with difficulty, "Your Majesty... the way of being a king... clear rewards and punishments... severe punishment... checks and balances... ..."

The little emperor nodded indiscriminately, crying out of breath, "I know...I know everything..."

"Teacher said it before... I have listened to it..."

Wei Yang looked at him deeply, as if he was looking at him, recalling the past years...

"Your Majesty was only that tall then..."

Wei Yang gestured, "That was the...best...best time in my life..."

He looked at Murong Shu, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty is so cold..."

Murong Shu hugged him tightly, "Teacher...Teacher..."

"That's... much better..."

His voice was as soft as ever, like when he was persuasive in the study.

He rested his head on Murong Shu's shoulder.

Such a small child has grown up now.

His vision was already blurred, and he slowly closed his eyelids...

In this life, stop at this moment.

Seems worth it...

His Majesty's hoarse cry came from the hall, followed by the sound of chaotic footsteps...

The brightest star of the Great Week, the 12-year-old boy who won the first prize in the scientific examination, has completely fallen.

Zhaoping three years.

Before the annual leave was over, Da Zhou experienced unprecedented turmoil.

The case of Wu Pinghou is suspicious, and the death of the first emperor is suspicious.

Arrested, arrested, imprisoned, interrogated.

Home ransacked, exiled, imprisoned, beheaded.

For a time, everyone was in danger.

There are too many ministers to deal with, and there are too many vacant positions. Fortunately, I will be in Chunwei soon, and I can just select some talents to use them.

The days go by quickly, everyone is busy, Murong Shu is no exception, he has just taken over the government, he is not comfortable with anything, he has to learn more.It's just that overnight, he seemed to be silent a lot.

He is working very hard to learn to be a good emperor, get up early, go to bed late, critique papers, and prepare for the spring.

A lot of silence, but also a lot of calm.

The courtiers with lingering fears lamented that His Majesty is becoming more and more like an emperor, which is a good thing for Da Zhou.

Only Pei really knew that his little majesty was forced to grow up amidst the inner torn.

His Majesty, only in the dead of night, would he snuggle into his arms quietly, and lick his neckline with his fingertips, with a soft voice. "Pei Qing, do you think he will blame me..."

"Pei Qing, I forced him to death..."

"Pei Qing, my heart is too cruel..."

At this time, Pei really tightened his arms, hugged the person tightly in his arms, and coaxed him slowly.

Coaxing the person in his arms to wipe away his tears, coaxing the person in his arms to raise his brows sleepily and close his eyes.

As time goes by, things will get better...

This year's Chunwei is watched by His Majesty himself.

After a series of procedures including sealing, transcribing, proofreading, marking and filling in the list, the list of 280 tributes was handed over to Murong Shu.

After a cursory glance, he handed over the list.

"Don't read it, tomorrow's palace test, you can see it naturally."

The visitor went down with the list, Murong Shu rubbed his eyebrows, "Where's Pei Qing?"

Li Wenzhong handed over the tea in time, "Your Majesty, Lord Qiantui is busy preparing for the attack on Li Country!"

Today is getting warmer, the river is thawing, and the clods in the ground are becoming softer.

The war letter to conquer the Li country has been sent out, and the army can go south after all the preparations for the war are completed.

All in all, after he took office, he had to prepare for Chun Wei, while Pei really had to prepare to send troops. Both of them were too busy to touch the ground. Except for morning and evening, there were only a handful of opportunities to meet each other at other times.

It's okay to be busy, but once you are free, you can't help but miss him.

Murong Shu nodded, "Go, go and see him!"

Pei is indeed in the armory.

This was the last inspection of armor equipment, and he looked at it very carefully.

The Great Zhou hadn't launched a war for more than ten years, and if it wasn't well secured, someone would be ready to make a move.

This battle must be fought, and it must be fought beautifully.

On the one hand, he destroyed the Li country and found the antidote to dispel the hatred in his heart.On the other hand, it is a beating deterrent to those who are about to move.

So this battle must not be sloppy.

"Master, Your Majesty is here." Tian Zhen walked in with small steps.

Hearing this, Pei Que put down the armor in his hand, "Where is it?"

"Pei Qing!"

A crisp voice came from outside the door, even though it was pretending to be calm, it still couldn't conceal the excitement in it.

A bright yellow figure bounced in from the door, and with a "swish", it bounced into his arms like a kitten.

Pei Que took half a step back when hit by his little emperor, quickly wrapped his arms around his waist, lowered his head and kissed his smooth forehead.

"Why is Your Majesty here?"

"I'm done, I'll come and see you!"

The little emperor wrapped his arms around his neck, jumped and put his legs around his waist.

"I miss you..."

Pei Que gave him a look, indicating to Tian Zhen to take him down, and he smiled, "Is Your Majesty missing you, or did you come here to check Chen's post?"

He held the little emperor's buttocks with both hands, and lifted him up, "Come here without saying a word!"

The person in his arms snorted, and rubbed his small face against the side of his face, "What are you doing? Is it possible that you are so bold that you dare to cuckold me?"

The little emperor bit his face, leaving a saliva mark.

"Pei...Little Eunuch?"