Chapter 145: .The male supporting role who becomes a **** through interpenetrating text 6
He Dongchen used the persona of an affectionate guard to disgust the emperor.
Qin Shi was also thinking about how to lick the emperor's wool.
Emperor: Let me die.
At the same time, the outside world is not calm.
Everyone was thinking about the emperor's thoughts, especially for losing his daughter's right-hand man, cursing in private.
Zhong Wuhou didn't intend to take advantage of the victory to chase down the opponent to death. If one is dead and the other is killed, it is better to keep the old acquaintance, the right prime minister.
The royal family is sparsely populated, and there are only three melons and two jujubes left in the emperor's generation. Over the years, they have been disabled one after another, either breaking their legs or disfiguring their faces. There is a talented person who even shows that he is not of royal blood.
Everyone watched coldly as the emperor was the only one left in the imperial family. There was no proof of who did it, but it was clear at a glance who benefited.
Zhongwuhou's Mansion controls nearly half of the soldiers and horses in the world, but they are basically defending against foreign enemies at the border, and they are **** in everything they do. In the past few years, the border has been unstable, and the enemy country is ready to move. Behind the Zhongwuhou Mansion is a cliff, if you don't enter, you will perish, and you will be smashed to pieces.
Now I only hope that the queen will give birth to a prince, and open up another way for Marquis Zhongwu to continue his vitality.
After a period of time, Qin Shi gradually got used to the emperor's life under the guidance of the system. The emperor didn't have any right to speak in his hands, and memorials and the like were trivial matters.
In the past, the emperor would argue with officials in order to fight for power, deliberately suppressing one side and supporting the other, but now Qin Shi has no such brains and no awareness of fighting for power.
Probably because the system brainwashed her.
To be an emperor, the most important thing is to know people and employ people, dare to delegate power, be the biggest behind-the-scenes boss, look at who is the emperor, if you don’t go to court for decades, you can’t still be an emperor.
"But they say Marquis Zhongwu is ambitious..." Qin Shi hesitated.
The system spoke earnestly and earnestly: "Marquis Zhongwu has a reputation for rebellion. If you are not extravagant or ignorant of the people's government, what people will use against you."
Qin Shi seemed to understand but half understood: "But they also said that Marquis Zhongwu had evil intentions and used me as a puppet."
The malicious system continued to talk nonsense: "That is also the only puppet, now you are the only one left in the royal family, Zhou Zheng's only seedling, don't worry about them changing the puppet, you are irreplaceable."
The system threw down the last big move: "Marquis Zhongwu is getting old, you have a mall, you can kill his grandson with medicine, don't panic."
Qin Shi thinks so too, so after all, if you want to secure the position of emperor, you have to rub the wool on the emperor.
The emperor's previous injury should be healed, right? Qin Shi thought while eating the delicious crab roe buns, she was very principled, if she agreed to attack her heart, she would attack her heart, and she would never torture the emperor's body.
The system maliciously presents two options:
One, let the emperor eat shit.
Second, let the emperor kick the shuttlecock.
Pooh! Qin Shi spat out the crab roe buns in his mouth and lost his appetite.
"Come on! I'm bored, bring that little maid up here and show me how to kick the shuttlecock!"
Let others hear it, and immediately know that it is the maid from the imperial dining room who is locked in the small room.
The eunuchs and maids of the Hall of Mental Cultivation murmured in private whether the emperor had any special hobbies. He abolished the concubine Xian for the sake of others, locked her in a small dark room and kept him under strict supervision, sending some pastries from time to time.
I don't understand. I don't understand.
He Dongchen happened to be on duty, so he went over to bring the emperor himself, but couldn't perform in the room, so he simply went to the martial arts training ground next door.
Qin Shi was surrounded by a group of people and waited on him, with more than a dozen heels out, those holding umbrellas and fanning to clear the road, all of them had flattering smiles.
On the other hand, the emperor was alone, miserable, and a dead leaf swirled down, blowing past the emperor's eyes.
He Dongchen walked in front to lead the way, seeing the emperor staring at Qin Shi looking like he was going to eat people, he did not forget to continue to disgust him: "Qin Shi, behave well later, if the emperor is happy to accept you into the harem, good times will come to an end Yet?"
The emperor was instantly attracted by these words, and glared at He Dongchen angrily: "Aren't you in love with me?"
Right now, I want him to perform well in the harem! She never expected that after becoming a court lady, she would encounter a scumbag again!
He Dongchen was surprised: "What's the conflict here? You are a court lady, how can you be worthy of my second-rank bodyguard commander? We are destined to have no future. If you enter the emperor's harem, it would be worthwhile if you can blow the pillow wind and give me some good words I have pity on you."
The emperor was stunned, he stopped and looked at the dog-like He Dongchen in disbelief, listen to this!
What does it mean that a court lady is not worthy of a commander, but only worthy of entering the harem? What's the meaning? His emperor is worse than a little commander?
Also blowing pillow wind!
The emperor thought of the concubine who used to blow pillows for various officials, guards, eunuchs and maids, and suddenly felt that he was green.
The whole body is painted green.
He Dongchen restrained his smile, tugged the stunned emperor, brought him to the arena of the martial arts arena, handed him a shuttlecock made of chicken feathers and said: "The emperor has ordered you to kick the shuttlecock and perform well."
The emperor gritted his teeth when he looked at the chicken feather shuttlecock stuffed into his hand, and then at the piano on the high platform where several court ladies and eunuchs comfortably served him!
It's so deceiving!
Let him kick the shuttlecock in full view of the emperor! He is playing big swords!
The scorching sun shone on the ring, and after a while the emperor was dripping with sweat, and his whole body was so hot that he almost exploded.
Qin Shi was sitting in the shade, happily eating the iced grapes peeled by the maid, and glanced at the progress bar from time to time, seeing that it was motionless, she was a little anxious, and urged the emperor to start quickly.
The emperor really wanted to raise the feather shuttlecock in his hand, and rushed over to smash the skull of the piano with a slap, but the situation was stronger than others. The emperor glanced at the heavily guarded guards around him, and slowly kicked the shuttlecock.
In the same arena, half a month ago he raised a sword and overturned a dozen guards, no one dared to be angry, but now, he was surrounded by a dozen guards who raised swords and kicked shuttlecocks, and he dared not speak out.
With a bang, the feather shuttlecock hit the emperor's forehead, and it happened to get stuck in the bun. He tugged angrily, and his hair hurt for a while.
Qin Shi looked at the embarrassment of the emperor, and then at the increased collapse rate, and slapped the table and laughed loudly.
The others naturally laughed out loud, depicting the emperor's stupidity in three hundred and sixty degrees.
At this moment, the emperor wanted to die on the spot.
The system continued to come up with ideas, and two options popped up:
One, kick the shuttlecock with the emperor.
Two, kick the shuttlecock with the emperor's head.
Qin Shi suddenly saw the second one, trembled in fright, swallowed the grape in his mouth, and coughed for a while.
When he regained his strength, he couldn't help saying: "System, what option did you give, it's so bloody!"
The system is calm: "Aren't you happy to send sub-questions?"
Qin Shi was speechless, chose the first one, took off her cumbersome robe and went on stage to kick shuttlecock regardless of the dissuasion of others, anyway, she didn't have the burden of the emperor, kicking shuttlecock, what a healthy exercise!
There is no emperor's burden in Qinshi, but the emperor has it!
When the emperor realized that Qin Shi was about to kick the shuttlecock on stage, he was even more furious than when he kicked the shuttlecock by himself just now!
How can he use his body to kick the shuttlecock! What is his image as the king of a country!
The emperor wanted to rush over and grab the opponent's clothes and shout, your head is flying!
However, after glancing at the guard next to him, he endured it again, don't be impulsive! This is the best time to communicate with each other!
calm down!
He Dongchen walked over to help the emperor remove the shuttlecock that was stuck on his head, not forgetting to whisper: "Behave well, and remember to blow the pillow wind for me."
roll! ! The anger that the emperor had just suppressed came up again, and when he was in power, he must kill this scumbag first!
At the same time, in Fengyi Palace, Yi Zhen heard that the emperor was performing martial arts, and let the little palace maid named Qin Shi kick the shuttlecock. She was curious and prepared to go and see.
When the emperor was ill before, Yi Zhen was going to visit the Hall of Mental Cultivation, but when the Concubine Xian was demoted that day, Yi Zhen was too lazy to be a punching bag, so he rested his mind.
Today is a good time.
Yi Zhen took his men and horses to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, all the way unimpeded, and when he arrived at the Martial Arts Field, he stopped the **** who had informed him with a few words, and went straight in.
Then saw a scene of doubting life.
The emperor who had his ambition and unhappiness written all over his face at that moment, now took off his robe and kicked shuttlecock with a little court lady on the ring!
Still smiling so brightly.
Even the calm Yi Zhen couldn't help being dazed for a moment, and looked up at the sun in the sky, in a trance.
Thinking of the emperor who doesn't care about the government these days, Yi Zhen frowned. Could it be that the emperor is ready to be a puppet who only wants to eat, drink and have fun?
Or, the emperor is going to change his skin to confuse everyone?
"Commander of the guards, I have seen the queen."
Yi Zhen came back to his senses, and saw a tall and straight guard with a knife in front of him, with handsome features and firm eyes, as if it was very clear, but also seemed to be unpredictable.
She thought to herself, this kind of demeanor is much more interesting than the sullen emperor.