Every rebirth is the tyrant Bai Yueguang

Jing Cheng didn't expect that the little sleepy boy would come back without a cup of tea. Could it be that when he went, he was trampled to death by Tayun under the horse's hooves.

Zhang Dafu also thought the same way, his heart was very anxious, seeing how fragile Young Master Mu looked, it might be too late to go.

But seeing that His Majesty didn't intend to ask any questions, Zhang Dafu just stared at the little sleepy boy, trying to make a hole in him.

The little sleepy boy was also helpless, he wanted to report the situation as soon as he came back, but seeing His Majesty concentrating on reviewing the memorial, he dared not disturb him.

Seeing the time passed, His Majesty didn't intend to ask, and now he didn't know whether to speak or not.

The memorials followed one after another, and seeing that the hills on the case had bottomed out, the two servants in the hall stared at each other, not knowing what to do.

Just now His Majesty finished reviewing another memorial and looked at him, making his whole body shudder. He was so frightened that he didn't open his mouth, and missed the opportunity to report the situation.

It wasn't until dinner time that Jing Cheng raised his head from the pile of papers he had finished reviewing, and casually asked, "What's the matter?"

"what?"

"How is Tayun?"

Xiao Zuozi felt that His Majesty didn't seem to be asking Ta Yun, what can Ta Yun do, he is the only one who bullies others, how can anyone bully him.

Except for His Majesty, Ta Yun didn't allow anyone to get close to him at all. Even he had been serving him for six or seven years before he became familiar enough to brush Ta Yun's hair.

That's why he didn't know how to describe what he saw just now, saying that Young Master Mu is a strange person?Or luck?

Just now he even felt that his brain was stepped on by Ta Yun, and he had hallucinations.

Especially... Especially this young master of the Mu family, he is so similar, so similar, he almost rushed out immediately and called him young master.

Not daring to say the latter sentence, the little sleepy man told the truth about what he had seen by the stable just now, and stepped aside.

Jing Cheng grabbed the vermilion pen, looked out the window for a while, put down the pen, picked up the ink stick, and rubbed the ink.

He used cinnabar to review the memorials, and ink was of little use to him.

But grinding ink can dissolve the hostility in his heart.

The Mu family thought that by sending a substitute, they would be able to gain favor again and restore the style of the former No. [-] Jia, but they didn't know that they poked his heart, and the emperor was furious and destroyed.

Jingxiu Palace.

Mu Yun felt that he was going to die of exhaustion, every piece of flesh in his body was screaming tired, and he interrupted every time he felt sleepy.

"I'll lie down for a while." He said that he had already lay down.

"My lord, the palace has sent a message that His Majesty will be here in a while."

"It's okay, I'll sleep in my clothes for a while."

"My lord, if you neglect again, we will lose our lives. Please don't sleep, please." Yue Lu was about to cry.

"Just for a while, just for a while, don't make trouble." Mu Yun burrowed into the bed again, and became confused after a while.

Turned over, feeling uncomfortable, ripped off clothes randomly, kicked off shoes, got into bed and felt comfortable all over.

This time, Mu Yun slept from afternoon to night, and only woke up after dinner time.

He also has a problem with poor health, lethargy, and sometimes he has a feeling that he will go to sleep.

After having this kind of awareness for the first time, he deliberately controlled himself and slept for up to four hours a day. Later, as long as he exerted more physical strength, he would nod his head in sleepiness, fall asleep anytime, anywhere, and slowly give up.

He couldn't bear that grievance, his body had already crippled a part of his life, and the rest he should eat and sleep.

"Young master, come and eat quickly, it will be completely cold later."

Mu Yun got out of bed, picked up the vegetables, took two bites and didn't move his chopsticks again.

With the breeze blowing outside the window and the branches swaying with the wind, he seemed to have returned to his hut.

"My lord, you haven't eaten well since you entered the palace. If you continue to do this, your body will not be able to bear it."

"It's not as good as the food at home." Mu Yun was depressed.

Young master, are you homesick?

Yes, there is no home where you can feel at ease.

Although the son is a concubine, he is smart and witty, and has always had his own property. When he is at home, he spends every day in his hut, doing things he likes, and the scenery outside the window is the scenery he set up, so happy.

"My lord, look quickly." Yue Lu was holding a flower, and jumped over from the window in surprise.

This flower is still blooming brightly, shaped like a cockscomb, thick and solid, layered on top of each other, very beautiful.

"Xijihua." Mu Yun was a little surprised.

"I didn't expect this kind of flower to grow in the royal palace." Yue Lu put the flower into Mu Yun's palm, "My lord, the flower you like, when we have time, let's go out and look for it."

Xiji flower, also known as Jiji flower, because of its strong survival ability, it can be grown anywhere. It is everywhere in the wild, and ordinary people also grow this flower, so it is impossible to grow this ordinary flower in the palace.

Mu Yun grabbed the bottom of the flower and twirled it in his hand, "The wind is not strong, it should be nearby."

Xiji flower is not like other flowers, it can bloom tenaciously until winter, and it will slowly wither after the first snow.

Looking at the time and Yue Lu's way of changing the subject, Mu Yun understood.

Knowing this for a long time, Mu Yun calmly said, "Your Majesty, you didn't come."

Yue Lu scratched the back of his head, "My lord, I went to inquire when the dinner was delivered, Your Majesty, Your Majesty turned over the signboard of Feng Shijun and went to Rufeng Palace."

"Feng Shijun?" Mu Yun didn't get the number right for a while.

"Just the one who got favored recently, Murong Rufeng." Yue Lu said, calling him by his first name.

Yue Lu was born as a servant, and he was very respectful of the son of the family, but this man's words made the son of his family embarrassing and almost died, so he was a bad person in his heart.

"Oh, complaining spirit." For this person, Mu Yun didn't like this person at first glance.

"Pfft. The young master is right."

Mu Yun looked out the window, King Jing himself didn't come in the book, he went to the protagonist's place, the two disliked each other and had to meet each other every day.

They all thought that once Mu Yun entered the palace, he would either be favored by the Sixth Palace or be executed, but no one thought that there would be a third situation where Mu Yun would be dealt with coldly. After this meeting, King Jing would treat him as nothing. Same with this person.

Until one time, when Mu Yun went out to look for something, he bumped into King Jing, and suddenly received the grace of God.

This matter was deliberately arranged by Yuelu.

Mu Yun twirled the flowers in his hands again, thinking that the book didn't write in detail, but he was probably looking for the Xiji flowers.

"My lord, don't be sad, His Majesty will always come."

Mu Yun stared at Yue Lu, "How do you know that I'm sad?" I couldn't be too happy.

That night until the second half of the night, Jingxiu Palace was as quiet as a chicken, Jing Cheng really didn't come, and he didn't have any intention of summoning him in the next few days, Mu Yun knew it well, but Yue Lu was anxious to climb the tree.

It wasn't until one day that Yuelu found out the matter clearly that she realized that it was not that simple.

"My lord, don't worry about it." Yue Lu took a big sip of water, "It turns out that His Majesty flips the cards every day, and goes wherever he finds them. If he doesn't want to flip them, he stays in Tai'a Hall."

"Feng Shijun's place is more frequent, and for others, I just turned over Yin Shijun's sign once."

Yue Lu rolled his eyes, "However, it's not so evil. I look through Feng Shijun's sign every day. I think there must be a way in it. Let's spend some money to build a good relationship with the father-in-law who handed over the sign. If not, His Majesty can turn over your son. brand."

Yuelu thinks he is really a clever little ghost.

Mu Yun calmed down Emperor Bendi, teasing lightly, "Do you know..."

"Huh?" Yue Lu was still in his ingenious plan.

"Only those who have been sealed as high-ranking products have a brand." In other words, Mu Yun doesn't even have a brand now.

"Ah?" Yuelu wailed with his mouth open enough to stuff two eggs, "Then I've been thinking for nothing."

Mu Yun joked with a smile, "Then what do you think?" What's more, the sign can be overturned or overturned, so it's up to you whether your majesty goes down.

After thinking about it, Mu Yun suddenly became serious, rubbed his fingers on the teacup, and asked inadvertently, "Your Majesty, do you stay in those palaces of servants every day, or send them to the Tai'a Palace, cough, wait... to sleep."

Yuelu suddenly regained his spirits, his pride was beyond words, hanging on to his master, he said slowly, "Master, do you want to know this?"

Mu Yun grabbed the lid of the teacup and threw it over, "Be careful with your skin, don't say it quickly."

Yuelu reached out to catch it, and said: "It's strange to say that His Majesty's Tai'a Palace never allows his wife to enter the palace, and every time he goes to those palaces by himself, and he has to go back to his own Tai'a Palace to take a bath and go to bed. .”

"Bring it back to me." Mu Yun pointed to the lid of the teacup.

"Young master, what are you laughing at?"

Mu Yun took a sip of tea, put the lid back on, and refused to admit it, "Did I laugh? Nonsense, what's so ridiculous."

???

He clearly saw that the corners of his young master's mouth were curved just now, and he was secretly laughing.

Yue Lu lowered his voice, "But I think His Majesty must be very talented. It is said that sometimes he sings every night." Yue Lu had a comprehensible expression.

The teacup lid was thrown out again by Mu Yun, and this time it hit Yue Lu precisely. Mu Yun scolded angrily, "What did I warn you about? Gossip, what are you doing?"

"Some gossip, I think you are very happy to hear it, young master."

Mu Yun had nothing to throw away, so he hit his knees angrily, "What are you muttering about?"

For several months, life was uneventful.

Mu Yun often listened to gossip to kill boredom, such as how King Jing got his name as a tyrant.

The king of Jingguo is famous for his smiling face. Thinking back then, all the countries said that the prince of Jingguo was born a good, gentle and modest gentleman, maybe he was still happy in his heart. This Jingguo fell into his stomach.

Who would have thought that a few years later, this beautiful prince would ascend to the throne, and he would conquer all the kingdoms with iron hooves, killing and attacking without blinking an eye.

But this His Majesty is not a person who kills innocent people indiscriminately. Jing Guo is famous for its strict laws, and King Jing is also a person who pays special attention to fairness, so most of those who die at his hands are not innocent.

The reputation of this tyrant of His Majesty comes from the battlefield, where people block and kill Buddhas, and his decisions are often too decisive, which makes people tremble with fear;

The second is from his harem. It is said that King Jing is terrifying but not a tyrannical person, but the person who is often accompanied by his pillow can fight and kill as he pleases, which is inhumane.

It is said that entering the harem of King Jing is like stepping into the palace of the King of Hades with one leg.

It was also the first day that Mu Yun was bullied when he came to the Palace of the King of Hades.

"It's too much, son, it's too much."

Mu Yun had a headache, and Yue Lu scolded for a full quarter of an hour, but there was no tendency to stop.

"My lord, they dare to exchange your food with theirs. These... These people who are used to paying attention to etiquette, these slaves in this palace are not as good as our Mu family's compound." Yue Lu's face flushed with scolding, Still looking for words to make sentences.

Mu Yun fiddled with his spices, it's not unusual for this to happen, it only happened after two or three months.

"It's just that I don't have the grace."

"My son, my son..." Yue Lu was in a hurry, how could his son be used to saying such true and cruel things so calmly.In Yuelu's heart, his son is a man who dares to fight against the sky and the earth.

In the past few months, apart from those useless gossips, he hasn't gotten any useful information about Jingcheng's life in the past few years.

He thought of many ways, and he absolutely trusted Yuelu's ability, but after tossing and turning, he was just talking about the sentence set in the text, three thousand beauties, singing every night.

If he wanted to know why Jing Sheng became what he is now, and what his current situation is, it seems that there is only the last way.

He went to see it for himself.

Putting away the incense plate, Mu Yun suddenly mentioned the Xiji flower that had been forgotten for a long time, "It's cold early this year, let's go out another day."

Yuelu rolled her eyes, "Master, are you going to inquire about His Majesty's whereabouts?"

"Oh, you can turn your mind upside down as fast as you want."

"My lord, the black robe and fox fur you said to be made before is ready."

"Well, let's leave it alone." Mu Yun almost forgot that he actually doesn't like black very much, and just before that he suddenly wanted to change the current fox fur.

"Young Master, Young Master, it's snowing."

He was so clever, the snow came as soon as he said it, the snowflakes fluttered, covered the branches, caressed the ground, and slowly covered a layer of hoarfrost.

Yue Lu closed the window, afraid that his young master would be unhappy, "Young master, you coughed so much yesterday, you can't catch a cold anymore."

Mu Yun nodded, "Shut it up."

There is no need to spend money to inquire, and King Jing's whereabouts are not so easy to inquire about. In the original text, Yuelu asked Mu Yun to touch porcelain every day, so he ran into him once.

But he already knew that he would be able to meet Jing Cheng the day after the snow stopped.

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