Me and the villain are the best [Quick Transmigration]

52Chapter 52

Lin Guo never felt that he had the talent of a prophet, until he woke up and became a little emperor with a good name but a bad name.

It's still the familiar ancient times, and the same formula, the only difference is that this time, sitting on the bed, he is wearing a dragon robe instead of a wedding dress.

Pulling at her bright yellow pajamas, Lin Guo looked up at the deserted and empty bedroom: [This treatment... am I really an emperor? ]

[That's right, pure blood, justifiable,] Flipping through the original book in his hand, Zero Eleven coughed, [Just no right. ]

[In this world, you have a cheap uncle who has no blood relationship. Although he is not of the Tian family blood, he has a high reputation for both civil and military skills, especially in the border areas. Everyone knows his reputation as a Raksha general. ]

[So what are you going to say? ] Not understanding the meaning of Chapter [-], Linguo frowned, [He wants to overthrow me?I have to seize power for the original owner to protect myself? ]

[In fact, he doesn't need to "overthrow" you at all, after all, he is now the regent who is in power,] not daring to tease his host anymore, Zero Eleven quickly reported the next information, [but you didn't seize power or anything Necessary, because this crazy, cool and domineering regent is your dear one. ]

Unexpectedly, in the fourth life, he and Yan Bai would have such a delicate relationship. Skipping over Zero Eleven, who couldn't grasp the point, Lin Guo simply accepted the original and read it by himself.

This is a relatively uncommon novel focusing on Danmei. As a child of the Tian family branch, the protagonist Gong Ling Rui does not want to see the land of the Ling family fall into the hands of a foreigner because of the incompetence of the original owner. On the day when the king came to power and the original owner officially became the puppet emperor, Ling Rui planted the seeds of rebellion in his heart.

In an ancient palace fighting novel with the ultimate goal of the throne, the regent Zhao Chong, who only covers the sky with his hands, is naturally the number one villain. a boulder.

The original owner's name was Ling'an. He was the most inconspicuous of the late emperor's sons, whether it was in terms of love or talent. , the original owner, the only surviving blood of the Tian family, was driven to the throne like a duck.

Even though he was born in a heavenly family, the original owner never thought about the supreme throne. In addition, Ling An's mother concubine passed away early and her family had no rights. Therefore, at the beginning of her ascension to the throne, the original owner was truncated by various ministers to become a Puppet Emperor.

Fighting for power and profit is the instinct of politicians. When the superiors are unable to suppress, this instinct will be more obvious. The villain Zhao Chong not only has a legitimate identity as a king with a different surname bestowed by the former emperor, but his strategic courage is also recognized by the ruling and opposition parties as excellent. In Lingo's view, if the other party only wanted the title of "Shoulder to Shoulder King" instead of rebelling, it was already a concession to the late emperor's meager affection.

[So in this life, I want to help him keep the position of regent? ] After scanning the original book, Lin Guo looked through the relevant memories of the original owner in his mind, [I just got bored in the last world and had to quarrel, my little heart really can't bear it. ]

From the point of view of the original owner, Ling An, the other party has not been very close to Zhao Chong, the "fierce and rude" uncle: in the early stage, it was because of prejudice and dislike for the brutal warrior, and in the later stage, it was because of fear and hatred after being seized.

Although the original owner didn't have any political talent, he actually had the arrogance of a literati in his bones. Although he was in a weak position, Zhao Chong's way of rebellious officials and thieves was still undisguisedly hated by the other party.

Pride and fear are entangled in the bones, but neither of them is willing to compromise first, so whenever the original owner confronts Zhao Chong, he will involuntarily turn into a little hedgehog full of thorns.

Once or twice was fine, but as time went by, Zhao Chong also lost patience with the cheap nephew of the original owner, and quarreled and looked bored when they met. After careful calculation, the two of them hadn't been in court for nearly three months. met in another place.

There is always no shortage of masters in the palace who are watching the dishes. Seeing that the original owner, the puppet emperor, angered Zhao Chong, the subordinates consciously lowered the original owner's food and clothing costs by several levels without ordering from above.

No wonder there wasn't even a waiter around him when he woke up. After straightening his clothes and getting up, Lin Guo had a relatively clear understanding of his situation.

Zhao Chong's final ending is that the protagonist disappeared after he successfully seized the power. Regardless of whether it is a puppet or the real power, as long as Lin Guo can sit steadily on the dragon chair, he can successfully reverse the opponent's fate in the original book.

To be honest, if we put aside any bloodlines to inherit the glory of the Tian Family, Zhao Chong's power is the best choice for the common people. Energy can be devoted to government affairs.

[You changed your Huahua eccentrically,] snorted, Ling Eleven, who felt a little cold, rolled himself into a ball and stuffed himself into Linguo's arms, [When we meet the real person, I'll see how you two will quarrel. ]

[Just make noise, how far can you stay? ] Self-reliantly put on the outer robe and accessories on the side, Linguo with her hair loose, pulled her shoes and walked to the bronze mirror.

There is no blur in imagination, the polished and smooth bronze mirror clearly reflects the figure of the young man, with a graceful face and proud brows. Bring out the elegance of youth.

Gentleman Xiaoxiao, at first glance, Lin Guo seemed to see a bamboo that would rather bend than bend.

[Why does Ling An's face look a bit like mine? ] Stretching out his hand to touch the expressive and moving brows and eyes of the young man in the mirror, Lin Guo found a specific angle and frowned, [especially the curvature of the end of the eyes, it seems to be carved out of a mold. ]

[From the second world, I said that Ning Ran looks a bit like you,] squatting on Lingo's shoulder, Zero Eleven stretched out his claws and touched his chin seriously, [Now think about it, although Ye Yao is tall It's a little too delicate, but the mouth is somewhat similar to yours. ]

[But I've never heard that this task needs to borrow the appearance of the fast-traveling member to generate a character,] retracting his finger, Lin Guo imitated the original owner's habit and made a few expressions, [This is not easy, please take the time to help me check carefully. ]

"See Your Majesty."

Suddenly there was a uniform salutation from the maids outside the door, and Zero Eleven answered "Yes" in a low voice, and then quickly dissipated into the air.

It would be too abrupt to find another thing to do temporarily. After a moment of hesitation, Linguo simply stood in front of the mirror and made a narcissus flower that admires itself.

Although it is a bit inconsistent with the personality, he still has the confidence to make this shape well.

"Squeak-"

The heavy palace door opened slowly with the sunshine and breeze outside the palace, and the man in black robe strode in, and immediately frowned displeasedly at the floating dust in the air.

It's not the displeasure of being neglected by the subordinates, but simply the displeasure of the unclean environment.

The sleeping hall is large but also very empty, maybe it's because no one has been cleaning and serving it for a long time, one can feel the coolness emanating from it from the inside out just by looking at it.

As if shielding all the sound from the outside world, the young man in a white robe with dragon patterns stood quietly in front of the mirror. The golden sunlight in the autumn slanted on the other party, and it really coated the other party with such a layer of belonging to the heavenly family. extravagance.

Afraid of being angered, the little eunuch behind Zhao Chong immediately wanted to remind his titular master to say hello, but before he could make a move, the tall and handsome man waved his hand: "Go down."

The heavy and oppressive palace door was closed again, Zhao Chong casually found a clean chair to sit on, then casually waved to the young man in front of the mirror: "Come here."

He came here today for important national affairs, and he didn't want to quarrel with this cheap nephew.

But probably because he has been used to being straightforward all his life, there is no softness in the man's voice, as if he was provoked by such a teasing tone, the young man in front of the mirror suddenly turned around, his beautiful phoenix eyes were full of anger .

"Come here," Zhao Chong put his hand down without paying attention to the youth's anger, "I won't say the same thing a third time."

Even though he was reluctant, the young man had no choice but to move in front of the man step by step: "What's the matter?"

The other party's voice was naturally gentle, and even if it was angry, people could not hear the slightest dignity. He looked up at the young man, and Zhao Chong threw down the empty teacup in his hand: "In a few days, a small frontier country will come to worship. At the state banquet, I need you to show up."

"Want me to show up?" The corner of his lips curled up mockingly, and the young man looked down at the man in front of him coldly, "Is there anyone in this world who doesn't know that the power of the Ling Dynasty is in the hands of you, the mighty regent, and you want me to show up?" If such a puppet at the mercy of others appears at the state banquet, aren't you afraid of being a joke and losing face?"

"Whoever dares to laugh, I will kill him." The man didn't lose his momentum because of the movement of looking up, and the man leaned back in a nonchalant manner, "This is just a notice, you don't have the right to choose."

Clenching his fists hidden in his sleeves, the young man in white robe was trembling with anger, as if he had discovered something interesting, Zhao Chong suddenly stood up and pushed the young man into the chair with his backhand.

"It's been a long time since I've heard you call me Uncle Emperor." Zhao Chong pinched the young man's chin, staring with interest at the corners of his eyes that were slightly reddened by anger, "It's rare that the atmosphere is good today, why don't An'er call me again?" Uncle, listen?"

Zhao Chong has always acted unruly in his daily life, so these inconspicuous words not only did not mean any insult, but also revealed some intimacy that the original owner had never experienced.

"Uncle, please respect yourself." He tilted his head and wanted to avoid the big hand on his chin. The young man didn't even want to give him an extra look. A plaything that anyone can grind."

Being robbed so rudely, Zhao Chong was not annoyed, and let go of his hands in a kind manner. The man squinted meaningfully when he saw a little red mark on the young man's chin: "Suddenly discovered that the dozen or so sons of the late emperor , what this king should appreciate the most is your arrogance."

If it can be smashed a little bit...

Bow down for him, presumably it should be a beautiful scenery.