Every rebirth is the tyrant Bai Yueguang

"Servant, wait for your step."

"Eunuch Zhang, what's the matter?" Zhang Dafu blocked his way, Jing Cheng said before that he would still let him go, so it seems that something happened.

"Your servant should not wander around today, the ministers are coming to the side study to discuss matters."

Mu Xi looked outside, and asked a lot: "Thank you, father-in-law, but, what is this discussion, why is there a row of kneeling outside?"

"Your servant should know about what happened a few days ago."

"Canal?" Mu Xi guessed it instantly, "Didn't His Majesty hand over all the keys to Da Sinong?"

"Hey, I chased it back halfway."

Mu Xi was stunned, there is such an operation?

Before Jing Cheng arrived, the minister knelt outside the door, Mu Xi thought for a while, and took his own smoker to the side study, and the two smokers, one south and one north, started burning at the same time.

He coated the honey pills with sugar, which is more resistant to burning, and there is no smell at all when it is burned, and no one will notice it at all.

Originally, he wanted to test Jingcheng, but now that he thinks about it, he will die four or five times, what's so scary, Jingcheng will ask about the crime.

But for a moment, a faint fragrance wafted out from the side study, and Mu Xi squeezed his hands and looked out the door.

Finally, Jing Cheng's face was full of frost, without giving the ministers a look, he went straight into the Tai Ah Hall and into the side study.

Lu Xin was still following behind him. Lu Xin spotted him when he passed the main hall, and gave him a strange look.

Mu Xi scratched his ears and moved to the side study step by step. He definitely didn't want to eavesdrop.

It was very noisy inside, even if he wasn't close, he could still hear it clearly.

It's also a matter of money, hum, man, problems that can be solved with money are not problems.

Poverty has blinded your eyes.

"Trash, why did Gu hand over the national treasury to you back then."

Lu Xin is an iron rooster, and his skin is thick enough, so he won't let in oil and salt, "That's right, it was handed over by His Majesty."

"Don't think about it, Gu will not give it to you."

"Your Majesty, for your little pet servant, you demoted Princess Yan yesterday and killed the servant he brought from Yan. The canal may need to be repaired sooner. After all, the war with Yan is about to break out. .”

"You." The most helpless thing is that Jing Cheng knew that what the ministers said was right, he just had selfishness since he met that person.

Mu Xi was so angry when he heard it outside, because of him?Go to war?

snort!

Nonsence.

damn thing.

In this year of hanging out with Yuelu, he learned a lot of swearing, and Mu Xi found that swearing was fun for a while, and it was always fun to swear.

Hmph, if demoting Princess Yan would really cause a war, then it must be that Jing Cheng wanted to fight this war and just found an excuse.

The key was obviously handed over and then chased back halfway, so there must be other plans.

At this moment, Mu Xi had to suspect that Jing Sheng's suppression of Mu's family everywhere had something to do with the construction of this canal.

If anyone can spend a lot of money at once, the Mu family is definitely the best choice.

Listening to the transaction between the two inside, Mu Xi clenched his fists, really wanting to smash the heads of the two inside.

Jingcheng has always been a qualified king, so the key is naturally given, but in this tug-of-war, Lu Xin issued a military order that every penny of Mu Xi's money must be used on steel blades. Since then, Jingcheng doesn't want to Then I received memorials about the shortage of funds for building the canal.

Before the ministers were announced to come in, Mu Xi slipped away quietly, watching the ministers file in, secretly thinking that the matter had come to fruition.

Jing Cheng's harem was left unattended, but the court hall was orderly, so many ministers had an audience at the same time, and it hadn't been several times in the past few years.

Mu Xi secretly thought, the timing is so coincidental, it probably has something to do with that Princess Yan, and he is also a coincidence.

All the ministers of Jingguo could smell the undercurrent of the calm, and those who were in a hurry had already prepared a hundred thousand whys. After asking them clearly, they began to prepare for the war.

As a result, a row of ministers stood in the side study room, and they all did not speak at the same time. They smelled a refreshing fragrance.

The heating in the house dispelled the cold, and the scent soothed the impatience.

Tai'a Hall is one of the few palaces with earth dragons, and all the ministers in the hall know that this good thing was proposed by His Majesty's once favored servant, only the newly built palaces have earth dragons.

This taste... Everyone wanted to ask, but no one dared to speak.

Jing Cheng looked at this group of menacing, obedient like sheep, and obediently left after discussing matters, keeping his eyes on the two smokers in the hall, and did not leave.

This fragrance is neither fragrant and rich, nor is it long-lasting, it is just a faint fragrance, which has been burned out in a while, and the fragrance has disappeared without a trace.

But when you are in it, this fragrance seems to make you calm down instantly, gain peace of mind, and concentrate your attention like never before.

Jing Cheng raised his sleeves and smelled it. The incense in the hall had been burned, but there was still a faint smell on his clothes.

It seems that this is the masterpiece of his little pet, picking the lonely flowers and returning the spices, this is what they agreed, fair and reasonable.

It was rare for Jing Cheng to put down the memorial ahead of schedule today, he didn't know what he was thinking, he had already finished it in his hand, put the ink pen on the side, and left the side study.

Zhang Dafu was circling outside the bedroom, when he saw him he prostrated himself on the ground, cowering, not knowing what he did wrong.

God, Mu Shijun threw the dragon quilt on the ground, it was in a bad shape, and they were not allowed to clean it up. This is to make people die.

When Jing Cheng entered the bedroom, the little pet waiter was sitting in front of the desk and was fiddling with tweezers. When he heard him come in, he didn't look up, he was cold.

Thinking of yesterday's positivity, Jingcheng had the illusion of being thrown away after running out.

A quilt with bright yellow dragon patterns under the dragon bed was folded into a ball and abandoned on the ground. At a glance, one could see how it had been bullied and raped.

He saw such a messy quilt last night, and it hasn't been tidied up today, and it looks a little worse than yesterday.

After being stunned for a moment, he turned to the culprit and asked, "What's wrong with the lonely quilt?"

It's doing something wrong.

Mu Xi continued to fiddle with his own affairs as if he didn't hear it, and even hummed a little song, with a relaxed and happy appearance, and his eyes were clearly proud of his success.

Jing Cheng held his breath, he didn't want to admit that he was actually annoyed by this little pet, so he laughed angrily, picked up the quilt by himself, shook it, and put it back on the bed.

Mu Xi still ignored people and concentrated on doing his own thing.

"Gu has already bullied you back."

"Oh." Mu Xi finally reacted, with a look of indifference, "For me, His Majesty doesn't need it."

The level of anger soared, Jing Cheng remained expressionless, he was the one who complained, and it was unnecessary, "That's right, for someone who can only vent his anger on the quilt."

This stabbed a hornet's nest, Mu Xi jumped up, and the words in his mouth jumped out like spitting out beans.

"Your Majesty, you can't spout blood. What kind of quilt, where is the quilt, where did I vent my anger with the quilt, does Your Majesty have any evidence? If you want to show evidence, do you have any personal evidence? What about physical evidence?"

At this time, the witness opened his eyes and told nonsense, the physical evidence, the dragon bed, the physical evidence had been well laid out on it, except for some wrinkles, there was nothing dirty or damaged.

Jing Cheng sat down, and Mu Xi also sat down and picked up the tweezers to continue fiddling with.

"Lonely days ago..."

"Where did your majesty go two nights ago? It's your majesty's freedom to go wherever your majesty likes. Could it be that you have to explain it to me?"

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt that something was wrong, and I was so angry with myself.

"you……"

Jing Cheng stopped talking, Mu Xi strangled himself to death ten thousand times in his heart, you keep talking, talking, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah he just wanted to hear what happened to Jing Cheng the night before yesterday and why he was so angry just now. hatred.

After a long silence, Jing Cheng seemed quite angry. Mu Xi felt that he had overreacted, so he changed the subject to ease the atmosphere, "Your Majesty, the incense mentioned last time has been made, do you want to give him a name?"

Jing Cheng subconsciously raised his sleeves and sniffed. Thinking of the first time they mentioned this incense, he said, "Let's call it Xijixiang."

Mu Xi threw the tweezers into the plate, and with a bang, replied: "It's ready, it's called Yunxiang."

What the hell name, of course he didn't come up with it, it's just...a temporary one.

It wasn't until Jing Cheng fell asleep that he still hadn't recalled it, and his breath was stagnant in his chest. He vented his anger for others, and was bullied?

The little servant who was picked up by him himself was so angry that he couldn't speak, but he didn't pull him out and beat him to death.

There must be something wrong.

Mu Xi made a random pile of things, threw them all together, and quit.

Jing Cheng had already fallen asleep, and even blew out the candle beside the bed, Mu Xi was very angry, seeing Jing Cheng sleeping outside, he couldn't even get in.

He took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, striding over Jing Cheng with one leg, feeling secretly upset, and sat down on the person. Seeing that Jing Cheng didn't respond, he also felt bored, and continued his bed-climbing exercise.

Suddenly the wrist was grabbed by someone, and the leg that was still kneeling on the edge of the bed lost its support due to the upturned body, and the whole person fell into the inner side of the bed, and Jing Cheng pressed up.

"It hurts." Mu Xi immediately pretended to be weak and called out pain.

The hands on the wrists loosened a little, Jing Cheng pressed them down, they were almost stuck together, the human breath sprayed on the cheeks, faintly hot.

"His Majesty."

"Now you know how to call someone?"

"His Majesty."

His heart was pounding, he could only feel the other person's breath and temperature in the dark, Jing Cheng squeezed between his legs, the two were only wearing a thin layer of underwear, the ambiguous posture made him a little flustered.

"Little Servant, they said they were ungrateful, and let you sleep for three days and three nights, it seems that it should be worthy of the name."

Jing Cheng approached, his lips almost pressed against his cheek, the contact of other body parts made Mu Xi blushed instantly, and said with difficulty, "Your Majesty, don't."

Jing Cheng snorted, "Now you know you're afraid?"

Mu Xi turned his head away and didn't speak.

He didn't really want to get Jingcheng's favor, he never thought about it.

Jing Cheng probably didn't really spoil him, just like a high-ranking person keeps a funny pet, and it's just a matter of making fun of it. In the past few days, Jing Cheng has never mentioned it, nor has he shown any intention of asking him to sleep with him. .

This question suddenly lay between the two, making them realize at the same time that the relationship between the king and the servant was not normal at all for them.

Just tonight, it was a normal relationship for Jing Sheng to be lucky to him.

Mu Xi and Jing Sheng started an inexplicable cold war.

King Jinggong knew that Mu Xi favored the sixth palace, and even had a tendency to favor him exclusively. The favor was still there for a while, but the relationship between the two of them was indeed like a cold war.

They eat together, live together, sleep together, wake up together, occasionally when Mu Xi calls out to be tired, Jing Cheng hugs her out without saying a word.

But the language and eye contact between the two are getting closer and closer to zero.

The night before, after all, Jing Cheng had no luck with him, and even made fun of him, kicking his quilt off the bed, and punishing Mu Xi and him to cover the wrinkled quilt.

From the second day onwards, the two seemed to have nothing to do with each other, and they had nothing in common.

Even Yuelu found the problem.

"Young master, are you still angry with His Majesty?"

Mu Xi: "No, what's the matter?"

Maybe it was because he thought too much and felt weird, but it really didn't look like he was having a conflict. Who would dare to have a conflict with King Jing.

For the past ten days, Mu Xi has not been idle, and Jing Cheng has been very busy. Every time Jing Cheng finished handling political affairs, it was midnight, and Mu Xi fell asleep early.

Once he woke up early and found that Jing Sheng didn't go to bed at all all night. He leaned on his forehead in the side study. He didn't know how long he had rested.

Anyway, they haven't spoken to each other for quite a while, and they've been together.

Yuelu suddenly asked, and Mu Xi thought, could this be the result of being proud in the shopping mall and frustrated in love?

The factory in the suburbs has been built, and Xijixiang has been put into production.

This month, Mu Xi made Xi bun incense every day, and the Tai'a Hall was burning, and the ministers who came to discuss matters gradually got used to this calming smell.

According to folklore, this kind of spice is the most superior incense, which is used by all the officials who worship Jiuqing, even the kings of Jingguo often use this incense.

Its effect of concentrating and calming the mind has been passed down as a miraculous skill. It seems that after burning this incense, it will be able to rise to the top and worship the prime minister.

Part of this was caused by Yuelu, and the other part was unexpected, and it became an exaggerated and false advertisement.

When he finally made the finished product, he added an additional process. Xiji incense is not a type of strong fragrance, and it cannot last for a long time, but this additional process slows down the speed of the fragrance attaching to the clothes and dissipating.

Long-term use of this fragrance will leave a faint fragrance on clothes.

These ministers smelled the incense in the Tai'a Hall, and went down to inquire about it. Coupled with the smell on the clothes, the family members also knew that they recognized the incense, and it was passed on from ten to hundreds of times, and the Xiji incense became famous in the officialdom.

It is said that because of this incense, the Prime Minister has come to see him more often, but he has never dared to inquire.

After searching all over the place, they could only smell this fragrance in the Tai'a Palace. The ministers began to guess that it was a royal fragrance specially prepared by a perfumer in the palace for His Majesty.

Not long after, the newly opened Shaoji spice shop in the capital put up a pre-sale sign, and the trial version was burning in the store. The prime minister went to inspect the goods in person, and yes, it was it.

For a while, I don't remember the famous capital city.

The story of the capital city is always the most interesting in the world. It didn't take long for the magic and legendary story of this spice to spread throughout Jingguo, and Shaofen Shop slowly blossomed in Jingguo.

This Xiji incense, which has been popular for nearly half a year, has become a veritable gold-lettered signboard and treasure of the Shaoji spice shop.

Mu Xi settled down and said, "Pay attention to the description of spices."

Xiji incense is just a simple spice. Although a few medicinal materials are indeed added to it, it is only for calming the nerves. Don't spread the effect of curing diseases and saving lives, that would be too outrageous.

"My lord, it's a coincidence that we are in time. The New Year is coming soon, but we can catch up with a large number of buyers."

With that said, it is already December, and in half a month it will be the New Year.

"What's the matter? During the New Year, it's more appropriate to burn Fuyu Jinxiang at home, and the fragrance of Xijiu is weak."

Yuelu replied: "My lord, don't say that it's hot now, and anyone who doesn't burn a xiji incense will be ashamed to be an official in the court. Those official wives are more powerful than the official, and they are afraid of being left behind. Who cares if it fits or not."

Mu Xi shook his head, he was tyrannical towards those who didn't understand fragrance.

That night, Mu Xi didn't feel sleepy, and couldn't sleep, so he kept tinkering with his little spices, holding a honey pill in his hand, turning left and right.

Jing Cheng suddenly pushed the door open and entered, his eyes met. This feeling made the two of them a little strange, as if they hadn't seen each other for a long time.

"Cough, cough." Mu Xi couldn't hold back, coughed twice, feeling a little uncomfortable in his throat.

Jing Cheng suddenly said, "It's getting late, go to sleep."

Mu Xi pretended not to hear, opened the lid of the smoker, and put the honey pill in his hand into it.

Jing Cheng undressed himself, pulled off the quilt, sat on the bed and looked over, "Are you really not afraid of being alone?"

They all have one head, one pair of eyes, two ears and one mouth, what's so scary.

The fragrance of Xiji wafted out, but it didn't have much effect on Mu Xi, he was very upright, he didn't talk to Jing Cheng, and he didn't look at Jing Cheng, as if he had a dozen heads, he just chopped off casually.

This is the first time he has made this incense, and it is slightly different from the subsequent finished products. The less process makes the fragrance emit faster, it is slightly stronger than the finished product, and it also dissipates faster.

A small one will be burned in a blink of an eye.

Jing Cheng suddenly appeared in front of the case, as if Mu Xi didn't answer, there was nothing disrespectful, and he continued to talk about himself.

"Everyone in the harem wants to compete for favor, but few have the guts to act in front of the solitary. If you give a solitary point, you will receive a point. If you don't give it to a solitary person and dare to take it, they are all dead."

Mu Xi looked up.

"Even those lonely prime ministers in the hall, they carefully consider their words."

It turned out that Jing Cheng knew that everyone was afraid of him.

The height is not cold.

His incense will burn out.

"Mu Shaozhi?" The tone was full of mockery of Mu Xi's false name, how could Jing Cheng not know that Mu Yun's character was Huanzhi, "Gu will give you another chance to speak again."

Mu Xi suddenly asked: "Your Majesty, I heard that you shot a beloved servant before."

Jing Cheng looked over, but he didn't expect him to ask this question suddenly.

"It is said that you dragged him down and beat him to death when he didn't say what you wanted to hear, didn't you?" To be dragged down and beaten to death.

The author has something to say: Mu Xi: Your Majesty, be more confident, it’s not an illusion, it’s true that you just throw it away when you’re done using it

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