Every rebirth is the tyrant Bai Yueguang

Yin Shijun continued to talk, "Learn how to please people, here." He lifted his chin and motioned him to look at the racecourse.

"Is Yin Shijun jealous?"

"That's not true. I heard that Yin Shijun is the only one who is favored. Your Majesty will have a new love."

The young man next to him snorted contemptuously, and didn't take it seriously any more.

Mu Yun was not very interested in the jealousy in the harem. The audience sat and watched others show their affection. After a long time, it was really embarrassing. Mu Yun bowed to everyone and prepared to go back.

The person beside him suddenly grabbed him, dragged him back to the chair, leaned over and said, "Don't panic, beauty, just sit down."

Mu Yun was dragged a little more anxiously, broke out in a cold sweat, and became more and more uncomfortable.

Looking at the racecourse again, the one in Xuanyi was the current man, who was helping someone off the horse at this time, and he didn't care about his help at all, the more he looked at it, the more unpleasant it became, Mu Yun wanted to leave immediately.

He knew the plot behind him well, but he didn't want to follow the plot, but he was still left behind.

Yin Mingyue dragged Mu Yun back who had got up, and said to herself, "Yesterday, I heard that one of the new servants is outstandingly beautiful. Today, I saw that she is indeed a beauty."

Then he leaned forward and lowered his voice, with a proud face of saving his life, which was kind of kind.

"Seeing that you are quiet and pleasant, my brother will take care of you more today. In the harem, there is nothing wrong with the more you fight for more favors, but remember, you must come if His Majesty ordered you to come to the racecourse. If you leave, you must never leave."

"Like the talkative newcomers, maybe they will be beaten to death or kicked out of the palace today, little servant, you must not learn from it."

It seems that he was misunderstood. In the original text, the Yin servant is not even considered as cannon fodder. He only played once, but unexpectedly, he is warm-hearted. "Mu Yun thanked brother."

While talking, everyone stood up and knelt down, Mu Yun was a bit late, wearing a white-collared gray robe and fox fur on the outside, his slightly sick face made his face even more beautiful and lovable, standing out from the crowd for a moment.

"Meet Your Majesty."

"Get up." The deep and magnetic voice came out of this mouth, with a bit of coldness, and even the voice was daunting and difficult to approach.

Mu Yun rubbed his knees, his body was a little weak, and he stood up with difficulty.

Looking across the crowd, the two figures, one Qing and one Xuan, stood side by side, sticking close to each other.

Feeling restless, Mu Yun stood more upright, lowered his eyes, hoping that this farce would end quickly.

He didn't know that when he knelt too late and was exposed to the sight alone, someone kept watching.

"Mu Shijun stepped forward and answered." Someone shouted, it was the chief eunuch beside His Majesty.

The person in front of him made way to the side, and there was no obstacle between him and the two of them, only six or seven steps of air separated them.

Really unlucky.

Mu Yun dragged his body and took a step forward.

"Just kneel there." Jing Cheng said suddenly.

Mu Yun knelt down on the spot, put his hands on the ground and knocked his head on it, "Mu Yun pays homage to His Majesty." Yue Lu followed his master and bowed to the ground.

After a long time, at least Mu Yun felt it was a long time, until his knees hurt from kneeling, before the sound came from over there.

"look up."

Because the scene was so familiar, Mu Yun was stunned for a moment, then slowly got up, and scratched his knee, which was exactly the same as the description in the text.

When King Jing first saw the young master sent by Mu's family, he was so similar to Bai Yueguang in his heart that he didn't dare to approach him, and he couldn't speak for a long time. After a while, he warned himself that it was just a substitute.

"Look up." The voice was already unpleasant.

Slowly raising his head, the sharp edges and corners of the person in front of him became more and more sharp, his lips were pursed, as if he was about to kill someone in the next moment, his eyes were cold, and his brows were tensed, as if he hadn't stretched his brows for a long time.

For a moment, Mu Yun felt that he had been cast with a fixing spell, and then a little soreness of unknown meaning appeared in his heart. He obviously didn't want to show weakness, but he quickly lowered his head again as written in the text.

After a while, the voice of questioning came again.

"Young master of the Mu family."

Mu Yun lowered his eyebrows and knelt down, and replied, "Mu family, Mu Yun."

Everyone didn't dare to breathe at this moment, they just wanted to quickly end the scene. We mortals couldn't bear the low air pressure emitted by His Majesty, and the entire harem felt that they had suffered from the innocent disaster of this young master of the Mu family.

"Your Majesty asks a question, you should answer yes first, and answer what you ask." It was not the chief eunuch, but the young man in Tsing Yi, Murong Rufeng.

Mu Yun didn't make a sound.

With a cold face, Jing Cheng suddenly said: "You don't have a rank yet, but you know that the servant who gave you a lecture just now has a rank four."

In the setting of the original text, Jingguo's national style is enlightened, and the masculine style has been prevalent since the founding of the country. From the past dynasties to the present, the male servants in the harem are also divided into ranks like concubines.

But the male waiter is relatively simple. There are no ranks from the draft, and no ornaments are allowed to be hung on the waist. Then, starting from the eight beads, each deduction of a rank is worth one point. The three beads are the same as the beauties, the four beads are the same as the beauties, the eighth sons of the fifth rank, the seven sons of the sixth rank, the senior envoys of the seventh rank, and the minor envoys of the eighth rank.

Because men cannot extend their heirs, although they have a rank in the harem, their status is still not comparable to that of women. A fourth-rank servant can only be said to have the same status as a female envoy, but the male servants are divided. Obvious high and low.

Why do men make things difficult for men? Where did my cousin come up with these ideas.

Mu Yun pinched his knees, he wanted to say that a fourth-rank servant interrupted at will when His Majesty was questioning, so it might be because of his impolite manners.

When the words came to my lips, I couldn't be bothered to distinguish them.

Mu Yun didn't defend, plead guilty, or refute, just bowed his head and knelt down, as if other people didn't exist.

In the original text, Mu Yun was scared, but now, looking carefully, Mu Yun's eyes are full of displeasure.

Yin Mingyue was anxious to grab her hand, this blatantly contradicting His Majesty, I am afraid that he thinks he has lived too long, even if he has a delicate heart, he can't save Mr. Mu.

Zhang Dafu is a fine person, he looked at his Majesty's face again, and woke him up, "Your Majesty."

"Get up."

Just now, he obviously had a tone of questioning, but now he got up again, hum.

Knowing these plots clearly, Mu Yun couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Sweat was already oozing from the forehead, and Mu Yun could hardly stand up in just this moment.

Yuelu wanted to help him, but he got up quickly with himself, and the moment he stood up, his eyes went dark, and his body fell to one side.

Stubbornly holding on to the fence, he propped himself up, and the fox fur he was wearing fell to the ground, his whole body was cold, and there was no warmth anymore.

It's really unlucky, he obviously thinks it's okay, but it's still like the plot written in the article.

"It's too outrageous to see His Majesty wearing fox fur on a hot day." There were bold and low-pitched criticisms from the crowd.

Yue Lu hurriedly picked up the fox fur, it was neither right nor wrong, and after thinking about it for a while, she felt that something was wrong, so she simply put the fox fur back on her master, breaking the can and smashing it.

Jing Cheng, who had a face full of ice all the time, said quietly, "What should I do if I lose my dignity in front of the imperial court?"

Yue Lu was in a hurry, he was really a good spirit, but the people around His Majesty went into the crowd.

Zhang Dafu declared loudly, "When I meet His Majesty, I don't know how to keep silent, and discuss in private, I slap my lips one hundred times."

Before the words were finished, the two young eunuchs had placed the talkative person in front of the crowd, and kept waving the palms.

The new servant had never seen this scene before, his legs were weak, and he cried and begged for mercy, but seeing that it was useless, the palace servant started to curse indiscriminately as if he was about to beat him to death.

First scolding Mu Yun as a vixen, and then howling that His Majesty is unfair, it was obviously that bitch who lost his dignity in front of the imperial court.

The others knelt down in unison, not daring to breathe, wishing they could bury their heads in the soil. In short, this matter had nothing to do with their copper coins.

When the newlyweds who had just entered the palace saw the battle, the timid ones spread out on the ground, drenched in sweat from fright.

Except for King Jing and Murong Rufeng in the audience, only Mu Yun was still standing, which was particularly prominent.

In front of His Majesty, the board was beaten hard, only [-] boards down, the waiter's mouth was covered with blood, and he could not speak other than screaming in pain.

The scene behind was extremely bloody, with blood splattering, and the people kneeling next to them were miserable.

After one hundred blows, the person has no consciousness, and is supported by two eunuchs, and he does not know whether he is alive or dead.

Jing Cheng didn't even bat an eye, without any fluctuation, "Get out of the palace."

Everyone thought that the torture was finally over, and just breathed a sigh of relief when they found that the little eunuch beside His Majesty walked into the crowd, and they were scared out of their wits.

The eunuchs shuttled through the crowd in an orderly manner, and those who were kneeling on the ground just now were dragged down.

For a while, the sound of cutting hair could be heard on the field.

It wasn't until those eunuchs dragged people clean and returned to behind Jing Cheng that there was a sound of breathing from the crowd.

"Your Majesty is indeed unfair."

I beg the heavens, let's go around these villains, what kind of god is this.

Mu Yun looked at Murong Rufeng without the slightest fear, and was even a little angry, pointing out that King Jing was unfair.

Jingguo's laws are strict, even very strict, but it has full authority to pay attention to fairness. This is also a very important reason why Jingguo is now peaceful, stable and prosperous.

And it is His Majesty who proposed this idea.

Miraculously, Murong Rufeng was not punished for offending Tian Yan, and Jing Cheng even glanced at him with great interest.

Zhang Dafu took a step forward, "Master Shijun, the servants of the fourth rank and below should call themselves slaves when answering His Majesty's words. When you go here to call, you should wear clothes that are appropriate to the times. This time, the servant is already disrespectful to the imperial court. "

The four big characters of Yuqian disgrace made Mu Yun's eyes dark again. Even though he knew the plot was like this, he still couldn't help but stare at the past, feeling shocked and chilled in his heart. Jing Cheng might pull him out and beat him to death.

He said it was impossible yesterday, but today he was so caught off guard.

He really knew the etiquette of the palace very well, and even made reasonable suggestions on these etiquettes and was adopted, but—he never followed them!

A voice that could freeze people to death came from the opposite side, "Zhang Dafu, what should I do for your disrespect in front of the imperial court?"

The painful lesson was ahead, and the atmosphere was tense for a while.

After a stalemate for a long time, Mu Yun knelt down again, avoiding Jing Cheng's gaze, and buried his head in the dust, asking for a way out for himself in a low voice.

"I'm stupid by nature, and I didn't learn the etiquette and mathematics taught by my husband's palace. Today, I am willing to be punished for my misconduct in front of the imperial court."

When he knocked his head on the back of his hand, his mind flew to more than a month ago.

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