Have you washed white today [Quick Transmigration]

The former emperor is gone.

Changing the dynasty is far from being as simple as fighting a war. The team that Fu Chenhuan has accumulated over the years is sound and reliable, and he has been busy for more than a month without touching the ground before he managed to tidy up the world and free up his hands to prepare for the new emperor's enthronement ceremony. .

The process of the grand ceremony was cumbersome and the staff was complicated. Officials, big and small, and the new emperor were still enthusiastic at the beginning, full of pride of "this is the country we built together", but gradually lost their temper by the etiquette officer, and followed the order in a daze. Kneeling and letting up, the whole body is still able to hold back a little energy when shouting long live.

Under such circumstances, I wish that even the cooks from the imperial dining room would be dragged to the ceremony to unfurl their armors to support the scene, and the security forces in other places would inevitably be relaxed, so when Fu Chenhuan finally went through the whole process in a dragon robe, he was about to paralyze When I fell on the dragon chair, I heard such news that made the bad day even worse.

——It’s not that being an emperor is bad.

The jailer who came to report tremblingly knelt under the jade steps. The Golden Luan Hall, which had just held a grand ceremony, was now empty, except for the emperor's newly appointed Lu Guogong standing at the top, and the sun was shining brightly outside. But there was clearly a cloud of yin, and the coolness went up his spine.The tall man shivered uncontrollably, feeling like he was going to finish today.

He himself also found it unbelievable that the old minions were wiped out by them, and the dog emperor was beaten to death and locked in a prison alone. It stands to reason that it would be difficult even to stand up. Fly out of nowhere?

It can't be really weird...

Thinking of that person's delicate and beautiful eyebrows and eyes that were so unreal, the jailer couldn't help feeling that the hairs on his back stood up even higher.

Lu He was probably the least surprised person present. He knew Xia Zhi's ability, but he didn't tell Fu Chenhuan about it out of some kind of mentality—maybe it was because he had his own way of life. A steelyard is like trying to save the orphan of the Fu family no matter what, like thinking that Xia Zhizui who was captured without a fight is not going to die.

He inexplicably believed what Xia Zhi said to him in prison that day, that man didn't have the slightest obsession with being an emperor, he got rid of the heavy burden, and he looked more relaxed than before.

Lu He was thinking about these things wildly, but he didn't know that the expression that fell into Fu Chenhuan's eyes inevitably made the young emperor suspicious.

Fu Chenhuan didn't doubt his big brother Lu - of course not, but after getting along for so many years, he also clearly knew that this god of war who is famous for killing is actually the most soft-hearted in his heart. Teacher and student love each other, and now... Will he let Xia Zhi go because of that little love between the old monarch and his ministers...

Fu Chenhuan didn't dare to think too deeply...

He held the handle of the dragon chair tightly, and the exquisite and detailed reliefs on it sank deeply into his palm. The eyes of the new emperor seemed to roll up black waves all over the sky. Lu He looked over as if feeling something. Looking at each other with faint worry, a fragment flashed in his mind, and somehow he remembered the past life that Xu had never appeared in his memory.

The self who was incompetent and failed, and in the end—far from the smooth sailing battlefield of today, there are stumps, broken arms and dust all over the sky, and the general in silver armor looks at him from a long distance. He is blinded by the wind and sand, Can't see the look in that person's eyes.

Then his heart felt cold, and before he even felt the pain, he suddenly fell into the boundless darkness, and when he woke up again, he was already on the hard wooden bed in the prime minister's house when he was a child.

At that time, was this person's eyes as dull as ever, as if he just crushed an insignificant ant to death?

Fu Chenhuan even wondered if that "Lu He" could see clearly who he was. Over the years, Lu He taught him the martial art of bow and arrow countless times, and even quietly covered him with a quilt at night. A thought to comfort myself.

No matter what, Lu He should always have sympathy for himself, right?Maybe that arrow was just a random shot on the battlefield, and it wasn't meant to kill him?

But this kind of self-deception is actually untenable. General Weiyuan shot through Yang with a hundred steps without exception. Fu Chenhuan saw that he could shoot down birds in the sky with his eyes closed. .

That arrow has always been a thorn in his heart, and it has grown venomous fangs over the years, even though he knows that the same thing will never happen again, even though he knows that it is not fair to put the things of the previous life on the people of this life, He couldn't get that scene out of his heart at all.

unless……

Unless this person has no ability to betray him.

The two superiors had their own thoughts, and the atmosphere in the Golden Luan Hall was so solemn that it seemed as if water was about to drip out. The jailer knelt on the steps alone, frightened by the silent turbulence in the air and his own brain power, he was about to faint.

In the end, Lu He coughed lightly, breaking the suffocating silence.

"Understood, you go back first, remember, this matter cannot be let anyone know."

"Yes, yes, yes," the jailer kowtowed hurriedly, a little in disbelief that he had escaped, "Don't worry, the little one doesn't know anything..."

He realized that the emperor also wanted to speak, but Lu Guogong glanced back. A waterfall of cold sweat began to pour out from the poor man's forehead. He buried his head low, and silently recited Amitabha in his heart. "It's like listening to fairy music."

Fortunately, there are generals here today... When the jailer completely withdrew from the palace, he felt like he was about to collapse, but he still couldn't help but thank the general in his heart.

Otherwise, even if he could save his life, Yue Mo's crime would be enough for him to die.

In the empty hall, the two of them actually didn't have the heart to pay attention to the thoughts of a small person. Fu Chenhuan clenched his fists tightly and squeezed out an ugly smile: "... just let him go like this?"

Of course he was talking about Xia Zhi.

Lu He sighed: "Forgive others and forgive others. I went to meet him the day before yesterday. He will not have the intention of restoration. You can rest assured."

Fu Chenhuan gritted his teeth: "He doesn't have such thoughts, it doesn't mean that others won't make a fuss about him... Who doesn't know that the king of a subjugated country can only be kept as an offering or has to be killed openly to thank the world, people are so unclear Don't you know how much trouble you will have in the future!"

He was a little emotional when he said it, and couldn't help but slammed down a beautiful porcelain on the table. Seeing Lu He looked up in amazement, Fu Chenhuan's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly panicked.

The emperor who just took office almost softened his voice in a hurry: "I'm not... I didn't intend to lose my temper with you, you, don't be angry..."

Lu He lowered his eyes and smiled lightly.

That smile... Fu Chenhuan didn't know how to describe it, he was a little helpless and a little self-deprecating, he paused silently when he heard Lu He, and then replied "Yes" very lightly.

"I will do my best to search," his brother Lu raised his eyes, his face was calm and businesslike, "this is my negligence, please punish me severely."

He was talking to him.

Fu Chenhuan felt a sharp pain in his heart, he was even more flustered than when he suddenly heard Xia Zhi ran away just now, as if something started to slip through his fingers like quicksand, and he couldn't catch it no matter how hard he tried.

Lu He gave the search and arrest suggestion slowly, without saying a single word beyond the rules, while Fu Chenhuan stared at his constantly opening and closing lips in distraught, impatiently wanting to wait for another "don't worry".

He couldn't wait after all.

That night when Lu He left the palace and returned to his newly built Duke's Mansion, he got the news that the misunderstanding value had dropped to 25.

"But why?" 000 still didn't understand, "he was so angry tonight."

Lu He shook his head: "He's not angry, he's just bluffing."

"……Um?"

"Little Fu doesn't feel very safe," Lu He casually analyzed the newly appointed king of a country with him, as if he was talking about an ignorant child, "When the favorability value is already full, how much does he treat me? Misunderstanding is not really resentment, but fear."

"He has lost too many things, and he is very afraid that I will leave one day-those things in the previous life are actually just a simple meeting on the battlefield, but from his point of view, it is very likely that I choose Abandoned Xia Zhi, and gave up on him."

"?" 000 was dumbfounded, "But you didn't even know each other at that time?"

"It is very difficult for human beings to maintain such a sophisticated sense." Lu He let go of the rein and let his black horse gallop on the road at night. "It is difficult to distinguish the past life from the present life. Characters written in the storybook."

"Then tonight?"

"I have helped him establish a new dynasty, of course I have chosen him," Lu He patiently broke the matter into pieces for him to analyze, "My performance tonight is to tell him that even though Xia Zhi has become an abandoned That person, I may still be soft-hearted towards him, and I still won't kill him."

000 understood a bit: "Do you want him to feel that the 'you' in the previous life might be soft on him on the battlefield?"

"You still have some brains."

"But..." 000 was puzzled, "But he was indeed dead at that time!"

"So," Lu He clamped the horse's belly, and the black horse ran fast, the sound of its hooves was especially clear in the silent night, "We need a scapegoat."

"?"

"We still need a catalyst for Xiao Fu's 'blackening'."

"?!"

Wait, what blackening?What is black?Did I miss a season? Host, can you discuss with me a little bit about your next decision?Don't you feel that your discordant behavior in this world has exceeded the standard!

If this continues, the system will be locked by the General Administration!

The author has something to say: ————— Surprises added late at night~—————

Only 000 can understand my painε（┬┬＿┬┬）3