The queen of death took me to cultivate immortality

Chu Junqi was in trouble today.

The god of death is attached to Ouyang Fangyu, and he will probably live by his side in the future. This should be the top priority, but he still doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

However, just after this matter came to an end, before the sun and moon palace got hot, an urgent report was received.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Zuo Xiang is seriously ill, and this is about to die... I implore Your Majesty to move to the Prime Minister's residence and see you for the last time!"

This event is definitely a disaster.

Chu Junqi didn't think too much about it.He has been the emperor for many years, and he was not an ignorant young man who was misled by court gossip drama when he first came.

He understands that an important official like Zuo Xiang, who occupies a high position of less than one person and more than ten thousand people in the imperial court, dies of illness. As long as he is not suffering from some infectious disease, no matter whether it is emotional or reasonable, he should visit him in person.

It's just that the prime minister of the left has a blue Confucian style...Chu Junxi ascended the throne at the age of 12. Although he had memories of his previous life at that time, his body was still immature and he was difficult to convince the public, and he was far behind in the skills that should be mastered as an emperor.Almost everything depends on several important ministers in the court. Thanks to their loyalty and support, Chu Jun can rest easy on the throne. Among them, the leading veteran is Prime Minister Zuo.

For a long time, Chu Junxi has been conscientious and diligent in government affairs because he is sincerely concerned about the people. Under the circumstances that he has the ability to make people's lives better, he hopes that he can take advantage of the supreme power to truly benefit the people's livelihood... ...

This was something he had thought about in his previous life, but was unable to do it.Although his talents were mediocre in this life, he was born with incomparable dignity, so he occupied a high position and delegated power to capable ministers.

Chu Jun’s desire for power is not strong, and it can even be said that he is quite indifferent to power tactics. Therefore, he allowed the important officials in the court to manage their own power, and he also somewhat condoned them to cultivate their own party members. As long as they do not do things that are harmful to the people of the country, The entire imperial court has become a hall of personal will, and even tacitly allowed them to divide up the power that should be in their own hands.

Zuo Xiang is a clear stream in the always complicated court forces, he is loyal to the emperor's family like a die-hard, and he will not put more money into his pocket, and he does not even recommend it to his disciples, and even only Most of his salary will be donated to help the victims...At the same time, he is also the strongest and most staunch supporter of Chu Junqi. I don't know how much to discount.

Chu Junqi asked Mr. Xi to remove all the ceremonial guards he had prepared, and put on a white clothes that ordinary sons and brothers often wear. He took a few attendants and took a carriage to the prime minister's mansion.

These are the only people protecting him on the surface, and there must be more masters in the dark. Chu Junqi is very assured of his safety.

When he entered the prime minister's mansion, the sun was already slanting towards the west, Chu Junxi thought for a moment, would it be wrong to let the God of Death stay alone in the Palace of Xihe?The prime minister's mansion is about half an hour away from the imperial palace by car, and the matter has come to this point, I can only hope that the prime minister's mansion will not be delayed for too long, and I can return to the palace earlier.

Lan Rufeng was lying on his back on the step, his eyes half-closed, his pupils slack, and his face pale.

The people who served him were all women and children, only his wife had seen the emperor at the state banquet, and she stood up to greet the emperor in a daze.

Chu Junqi helped the prime minister's wife and stood beside the [-]-year-old prime minister, looking at him with sadness in his eyes, thinking that this man had reached the end of his life, so he leaned over and shook his old hand.

Lan Rufeng raised his eyelids to look at him, and finally was willing to use up his remaining breath, and said with difficulty: "Your Majesty...the minister is going, there are some things I haven't said before... ..now...can't wait..."

Chu Junqi looked at him fixedly, and said softly: "Say it, I will always remember what you said today."

"Your Majesty, don't belittle yourself, go too far, let go of power... I believe that you are a generation of Mingjun! I have gone through three dynasties, read all the history books, and have never seen you like this, a wise and benevolent monarch... have Some monarchs are wise and cruel, some monarchs have no benevolence but cannot convince the masses, you are extremely talented, courteous and corporal, good at weighing, and...cough cough cough..." Lan Confucianism As if realizing that he couldn't say any more, he whispered out the last word: "Xin..."

Before he finished speaking, Master Zuo Xiang was out of breath.

Chu Junqi was quite moved when he saw the prime minister's wife gently raised Lan Rufeng's head and took out a letter from under his pillow.

"My husband does not allow my concubine to discuss any matters in the court, and I have never mentioned this letter to my concubine, but my concubine has been with him for many years, so I guess he put the letter to be delivered to His Majesty under his pillow."

Don't underestimate yourself... Chu Junxi lowered his eyes and thought about this statement, he understands that his words and deeds in this life, in the eyes of some sharp-eyed people, are really like legends through the ages.It's just that he has a strict vision, and is especially strict with himself. He really only feels that he has many shortcomings, and sometimes he underestimates his own weight.

Opening the envelope and taking a quick look, it turned out to be the only recommendation letter Zuo Xiang wrote for his disciples in his life, and the request was very high. He wanted to recommend a man who had never held any official position to take over as Zuo Xiang.

It would be too false to say that he is not curious about this person at all...

On the way back to the palace, Chu Junxi was thinking about Lan Rufeng's death, his mind was full of memorials that would be piled up thicker in the future, and a dark side was silently burning in his heart...

Why is being an emperor so tiring?Can't you enjoy it?In fact, it is not impossible to live as a faint king who only cares about eating, drinking and having fun. The death of the prime minister is a very good opportunity.

Although the royal chef is good at his skills, he always only cooks ordinary food for himself. He is afraid of using some rare ingredients. If he cooks it for him today, he will want to eat it tomorrow. Without the ingredients, he can't do business. It's a pity that he knows the routine well but can't expose it. Because he is Mingjun.

Although the beauties in the harem are beautiful, none of them can be given to enjoy with sincerity. They are all daughters of famous families, who are closely related to the former dynasty. , because he is a Mingjun.

Although the world is good, he is bored in the corner of the palace all day long, and he is busy with business when he goes on tour occasionally, and he can't spare a little time to enjoy the street view leisurely. Let's go to Yangzhou to enjoy such good things as beauties, beautiful scenery and delicious food, because he is a Mingjun.

For a lot of good times, he has always been strict with himself. Since he took the throne, he has become an extremely self-disciplined person. He goes to bed at midnight and wakes up in the morning at midnight. He has not slept in for more than ten years.

In terms of official affairs, even if he had a high fever, he would not miss an early court. He never settled a case hastily, and never easily sent down any courtiers based on his personal likes and dislikes.

In terms of life, he has never been greedy and eaten an extra bite of food that he shouldn't eat, and he hasn't touched a beauty that he shouldn't have touched, so that he has never been discovered by anyone that he likes men and has no feelings for women.

As an emperor, Chu Junqi's life is pressed against a supreme mountain called supreme power. He once imagined that if he died of exhaustion early or was simply killed by others, as long as the death is not very painful, it is a good way to escape .

The poor son who poisoned him was born on the day he ascended the throne, so he was placed with high hopes. He pretended to be kind and filial for so many years in front of him, lest he would be the old prince for the rest of his life. Now he has no chance to be the prince. , It is also pitiful that he has endured all the hardships and thought that he can become the first emperor forever, but when he is about to die, he meets the god of death, and is once again put on the high hat called the emperor.

It’s better to be a foolish king and forcefully marry a few handsome male concubines. From now on, you can eat whatever you want, drink whatever you want, play whenever you want, sleep whoever you want, and kill whoever persuades you... Chu Jun Qi believes that being a foolish king also requires talent, and there are some things he just can't do.He doesn't even want to do anything that deviates from the track even a little bit, he wants to become a generation of Mingjun who is truly zero-stained in the history books.

When he survives until he dies like Zuo Xiang, he will be liberated.

Wait...he died once, didn't the god of death push his soul back into his body?

Then, if Lord Death can be invited, can Lan Rufeng not die?

Chu Junqi lifted the curtains on the carriage, and he would be able to arrive at the palace in a short time. He was going to get off the sedan chair and go straight to the Hall of Xihe to have a discussion with Ouyang Fangyu.

But he felt that the carriage under his body was slightly bumped, and then he felt a slight drop, as if the speed of the horses pulling the cart was slightly sluggish, and when he turned around, he saw that there were more people in the carriage.

Bright eyes and bright teeth, pure and charming, is Ouyang Fangyu.

Chu Junqi told the driver, "Don't drive too fast."

There is one more person in the carriage, the driver must have noticed it, but fortunately his subordinates have always understood not to ask too many questions, and he didn't really care whether the carriage was going fast or not, but just casually signaled that he was well, and there was no need to act rashly .

Chu Junqi smiled slightly, and called softly: "Fang Yu."

Ouyang Fangyu nodded, his face was indifferent, but there was some warmth in his eyes that only ordinary human beings could have.

"Why did you come here suddenly? Miss me?"

"I felt like you were thinking of me, so I came here."

Can you even know that I think of you in my heart...

For a long time afterwards, Chu Junxi thought that Ouyang Fangyu's ability as the god of death was different from that of human beings. It was only after a long time that he realized that it was a kind of deep affection that was planted a long time ago.

In some respects, Chu Junqi's speech was very frank.But after all, he is used to being an emperor. Regarding Fang Yu's many inhuman abilities, he sticks to the usual pattern of tacit understanding of some things in getting along with others, and has no intention of asking too much.

He is a human emperor, and Fang Yu is a god. In human affairs, even if Fang Yu is in love with each other, it is all right, but in spiritual matters, he must bear in mind the power of the god of death.

"Since you know... can you help me? Let the left minister live, Lan Rufeng, some things are too tiring for me to deal with alone, I want him to help me."

Fang Yu's EQ is quite low, he couldn't hear the meaning of "since you know", and he didn't think much about it. He only understood that Chu Junqi wanted a man named Lan Rufeng to live, and that he could help Chu Junxi relieve fatigue. He responded: "Mmm."