[Seventy-five] King of Xiangyang is super fierce

Bao Zheng's eyes moved, and seeing the object in the arms of King Xiangyang, he said with burning eyes: "It's so late, and the lord personally sent the Youxian pillow to Kaifeng mansion."

The King of Xiangyang tightly held the cloth wrapping Youxian's pillow, he had made up his mind to confess to Bao Zheng, but when the matter came to an end, he felt fear again.

This was in ancient times, would anyone really believe what he said?Even if that person was Bao Zheng, the other party would probably just treat him as a lunatic.

Bao Zheng stared at the King of Xiangyang for a long while, with a pensive expression on his face, and said unhurriedly: "There is no need to hide it anymore, who are you?"

The uneasiness between King Xiangyang's brows became heavier, "Master Bao, if I really tell you, would you believe me?"

"Believe." Bao Zheng didn't even move his eyebrows, and his tone was as steady as Mount Tai, calm and quiet: "If you are really not the King of Xiangyang, after these days, the government can trust your character."

The king of Xiangyang moved slightly, hesitated for a moment at last, and handed the fairy pillow in his arms to Bao Zheng's eyelids, and said: "To be honest, Mr. Bao, I am actually not from this place."

Bao Zheng nodded: "He's not from Kaifeng, he's from another place? What's your purpose in pretending to be King of Xiangyang?"

"Where is the real King Xiangyang now?"

"I don't know, maybe I'm dead." The King of Xiangyang plucked up his courage and raised his eyes to look directly at Bao Zheng: "I'm not from Kaifeng, let alone from other places. I'm from 1000 years later."

The words of the King of Xiangyang sounded like thunder for a long time. Rao Bao Zheng had already guessed that the King of Xiangyang was not the true self, but he really did not expect such a fact, and it was difficult to accept for a while, "1000 years later? Are you a human or a ghost?"

This kind of thing is unfounded and difficult to explain. The King of Xiangyang himself was not sure what he was, so he could only say: "It may be a person, or it may be a ghost. The original Zhao Jue didn't know where he went, so he just said I will occupy the dove's nest and occupy his body."

Changing souls for bodies, exchanging lives for lives, Bao Zheng has heard of such things as yin and yang metaphysics but has never personally seen them.

He was amazed repeatedly in his heart, thinking about the tone of the King of Xiangyang confessing to him, he didn't have too much doubt, he just sighed that there are no wonders in the world, and asked: "Then how did you come here?"

The King of Xiangyang pointed to the Youxian pillow in his hand, and said slowly: "I may have died in 1000 years, and this Zhao Jue may have taken Wushi powder improperly, and slept on the Youxian pillow of the evil sect, so I just entered his body by chance."

"According to you..." Bao Zheng thought thoughtfully, "Will the real Zhao Jue come back?"

King Xiangyang shook his head, expressing that he didn't know either.

Both eyes fell on the smooth surface of Youxian Pillow, and after a while, Bao Zheng said: "Why don't you try this pillow here and see what is the mystery inside."

King Xiangyang seemed to hesitate: "If Zhao Jue really comes back..."

Bao Zheng's eyes sank, his face was like a rakshasa: "Then let him go and never return!"

The King of Xiangyang couldn't help shivering, and according to his words, put the Youxian Pillow on the couch that Bao Zheng used to take a nap in his study. Before he fell asleep, he suddenly said as if to explain the funeral: "Master Bao... Tell me, if Knowing that I'm not Zhao Jue, will Zhan Zhao and the others still hate me so much? Will they trust me like you?"

"If Zhao Jue really came back, Zhan Zhao would probably only think that I finally showed my true colors and regained my previous disposition."

Bao Zheng raised his eyes and glanced lightly at the motionless figure outside the window, and sighed: "Although Guard Zhan has a clear distinction between likes and hates, he doesn't distinguish between right and wrong. Since the prince has a clear conscience, why should he be afraid of prejudice and misunderstanding?"

King Xiangyang smiled, "That's the reason."

"How can you be as good as you want, but please be ashamed of your heart."

King Xiangyang was about to lie down on it, but Bao Zheng saw that his expression was firm and not guilty, so he couldn't help stopping him immediately: "Since there is something wrong with this Youxian pillow, it's better for the prince not to try it again, as it is now, it's pretty good."

The King of Xiangyang stared straight, didn't even touch his buttocks, looked at Bao Zheng, and said: "If you don't try it, how will you know the mystery?"

Bao Zheng shook his head, feeling that although the face of the Xiangyang King in front of him remained the same, his sincere and kind personality surprised him very much, seeing the blinking eyes of the Xiangyang King, Bao Zheng couldn't help but said: "Do you know how risky it is? Is there any reason for this government to let you put yourself in danger! Could it be that the people of your future generations are all such defenseless people?"

The King of Xiangyang was stopped when he heard the words, and shook his head a little embarrassedly: "There are fools in every dynasty. People in our time had a deep city and a smart mind. I am only a minority."

Bao Zheng slightly raised his eyebrows, but he didn't mean to make fun of him, "After talking so much, I forgot to ask your real name."

King Xiangyang was slightly taken aback, as if he hadn't heard anyone call his name for a long time, opened his mouth, and said softly: "Gu Yiyan, the worried Gu, one, two, three, four, one, the inkstone of pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

Bao Zheng smiled and said, "Brother Gu."

King Xiangyang's eyes were hot, and he hid his excitement with a smile: "No wonder people in later generations praise you so much, Mr. Bao, you are indeed a great official!"

"Don't flatter me!" Bao Zheng smiled and resumed his serious attitude, saying: "Then Qin Yu, the government has sent two Chao Ma and Han to Xiangyang to investigate, and it is estimated that there will be clues in ten days or so. "

"After you return to the palace, you can play with her and see how she reacts."

Surprise flashed in King Xiangyang's eyes: "So, Qin Yu has nothing to do with those two children, and Zhao Jue?"

Bao Zheng nodded lightly, sat back in front of his desk, and said: "This government is only suspicious of Qin Yu's attitude. Since you don't know the truth, you will always gain something if you investigate."

This trip went very smoothly, until he left Bao Zheng's study, the King of Xiangyang still felt that he was still in a dream, and his heart was unreasonably relaxed.

No matter whether Bao Zheng doubted him or not in the future, he had done his best in what he could say and do, and the big stone in his heart was finally dropped.

Xiangyang Wang happily prepared to climb over the wall and leave Kaifeng mansion again, his heart swelled, he lost his footing, stepped on the moss on the wall, slipped and fell off the wall in an instant.

Just now, Zhan Zhao listened to the conversation between King Xiangyang and Bao Zheng verbatim, and was both surprised and delighted.

What surprised him was that he also doubted the identity of the King of Xiangyang, but he didn't expect the identity of the King of Xiangyang to be so unbelievable; what was gratifying was that his intuition was correct, such a person could never be the real King of Xiangyang.

Zhan Zhaoben just stood in the distance and continued to watch the King of Xiangyang's every move. Seeing that the King of Xiangyang fell down by accident, his face changed suddenly.

The King of Xiangyang was dumbfounded, but he closed his eyes and waited for the fall, when he opened them, he saw Zhan Zhao's warm and jade-like face.

He said, how could it be so easy to sneak in the majestic Kaifeng Mansion, it turned out that Zhan Zhao wanted to let him go!

But I haven't seen him for a few days, Zhan Zhao is still as good-looking as ever.

Even when the hero saves the beauty.

King Xiangyang came to his senses, no, who is Mei? ? ? ? ? ?

The two of them were secretly thinking, Zhan Zhao kept holding him and didn't let go, this time he became the face of the King of Xiangyang, and coughed desperately: "Guard Zhan, can you let me down first?"

Zhan Zhao also regained his sanity, heard the words of King Xiangyang, secretly glanced at King Xiangyang who was trying to keep himself calm, and smiled involuntarily: "You are in the later generations, are you from a girl's family?"

What girl and what family? ? ? !

You are a girl's family, and your whole family is a girl's family!

The King of Xiangyang seemed to suddenly think of something, got off Zhan Zhao, and immediately said: "The dignified Nan Xia, actually eavesdropped on the corner?"

Zhan Zhao was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "In Kaifeng Mansion, who is considered a thief?"

"Brother Gu secretly went to the Kaifeng mansion to say what he said. Zhan Zhao is performing official duties, so is it considered eavesdropping?"

He had never seen such a brazen person!

And the cheeky look is so good-looking too!

The King of Xiangyang did not expect that Zhan Zhao would be able to turn black and white better than anyone else, and was at a loss for words: "You..."

"No... You call me Brother Gu?"

Zhan Zhao: "Worried Gu, one, two, three, four, one, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, did Zhan remember it wrong?"

The night was like black ink, and the surrounding scenery was pitch black, but King Xiangyang's eyes were bright, and he tried his best to pray that his face would not be so burned.

What's the matter....Why is it so unbearable for Zhan Zhao to read his name?

Moreover, since Zhan Zhao knew that he was not the real Zhao Jue, his attitude towards him seemed to have completely changed. King Xiangyang was silent for a moment, "Zhan Zhao, why did you trust me so easily?"

Zhan Zhao has always been open-minded. Although King Xiangyang is full of weirdness, he trusts his intuition and slowly said: "Although this matter is very bizarre, Zhan has seen many strange things. Why don't you believe me?"

"Then from now on..." King Xiangyang paused, "Will you still have prejudice against me?"

"Can you still misunderstand me, look down on me, and hate me?"

Zhan Zhao's heart was suddenly twisted by some unknown emotion, the lights in the whole city were turned off, only Kaifeng Mansion was quiet at night, and there was still a bright moon shining inside.

It's not that Zhan Zhao looks down on the King of Xiangyang, and thinks that the King of Xiangyang is somewhat weaker than himself. It's just that the King of Xiangyang is thin and his clothes flutter in the evening wind, which makes him look lonely and lonely.

Zhan Zhao really felt it, it was very distressing.

"I'm sorry." Zhan Zhao said: "One day, not only Zhan Zhao, but everyone will regret the misunderstanding of you."

"If you can't do it alone, Zhan Zhao will do his best to help you."

King Xiangyang looked at Zhan Zhao's sincere eyes that could start a prairie fire, and thought, if he had the chance to return to modern times, he must tell those little girls who like him that Zhan Zhao is really worthy of liking.

He is almost heartbroken as a man.

The author has something to say:

King Xiangyang: No one ever told me that people who love cats will become broken sleeves!

Zhan Zhao: Don't mistake the Royal Cat for a cat.