Your Majesty, this minister is for your own good

Chapter 8 Bamboo Horse Bamboo Horse (2835 words)

In the garden behind Mo Ziwen's palace, in a certain pavilion full of exotic flowers and plants, strange rocks and rockery, commonly known as the imperial garden.On one side of the stone table is a jug of imperial wine in a beautiful jug, with a jade cup next to it.In the center of the stone table are five or six plates of exquisite pastries, neatly arranged among the imperial jade plates.

Herley casually picked up the exquisite and small wine glass in his hand and drank it down in one gulp.Smacking his lips, his mouth was full of smacks, his eyes were a little regretful, and he looked a little lost. "The wine is good wine, but unfortunately the glass is too small." Herley picked up the glass in his hand and played with it for a while, looking at the exquisite and small wine glass but said: "But if it is such a good wine, I will only let me People swallow jujube-like cows to drink..." Herley's voice paused for a while, and without looking at Mo Ziwen's erratic eyes, he continued to conclude: "It is indeed a waste!"

"Waste?" Mo Ziwen's expression was a little stunned, and then he smiled happily, "Brother He, what are you talking about? If even you are not qualified to drink this wine, who is qualified to taste this wine?" Such delicious food and wine!" Mo Ziwen turned his head, looked around, looked at Xiao Zhuozi who was standing not far away, and shouted: "Little Zhuozi! Go and get a bowl for General He, I want a big bowl!" Mo Ziwen said, Ziwen glanced at the jug on the stone table, and then continued to tell Xiao Zhuozi who was about to turn around: "Take this treasure..."

"Sapphire wine." Seeing that Mo Ziwen was looking at the pot of fine wine with a little distress in the middle of his speech, Herley's mouth gradually curved into a perfect arc, and he couldn't help reminding Mo Ziwen softly.

Mo Ziwen was a little annoyed at himself, but transferred his anger to the people around him.He Lei gave He Lei a hard look, and ordered Xiao Zhuozi to raise his voice once, "Bring me five jars of this thing!" Mo Ziwen automatically changed the name of the treasure of this fine wine, Qingyu Niang, into a code name.

Xiao Zhuozi heard his master tell him to stop, so of course Xiao Zhuozi didn't dare to move.However, Xiao Zhuozi still didn't move until Mo Ziwen had finished giving the order.

Mo Ziwen was angry, "Little Zhuozi! Didn't you hear what I said? Do I need to wring your ears off so that you can hear me?"

Xiao Zhuozi raised his head aggrievedly, his eyes were already twinkling with stars.There was a faint cry in the voice, "But, Your Majesty...Even if you twist off Xiao Zhuozi's head, Xiao Zhuozi will not be able to find these five altars of sapphire brew for you!"

Mo Ziwen raised his eyebrows, "Nonsense! How could it be possible that I don't even have ten jars of wine in my majestic King Mo's palace!"

Xiao Zhuozi's face became more bitter, "Of course there are ten jars of wine, but what you want, Your Majesty, is sapphire wine!"

"What's wrong with Qingyu Niang?" Mo Ziwen was still a little confused.There was a vague doubt in the eyes looking at Xiao Zhuozi.

Before Xiao Zhuozi opened his mouth, General He Lei here spoke out the crux of the problem first. "Your Majesty, this sapphire wine is produced in a small village called Qingyu Village in Jiangxi. It is famous throughout the continent for producing this sapphire wine. However, although this village can produce this sapphire wine, the output is very limited. One It can only produce about ten altars a year. Someone once wanted to go to this Qingyu village to do business to increase the production of Qingyu wine. But for some reason, no matter how hard this person tried, it was always the villagers themselves. The ten or so altars of sapphire wine produced have the unique fragrance of sapphire wine. As for the others, even if they are better than other ordinary ones, they are far different from this sapphire wine."

Mo Ziwen ignored Herley's long speech on sapphire wine, but only paid attention to one point. "Since there are ten altars, why can't even five altars be taken out?"

Hearing this, Hurley burst out laughing.Looking at Mo Ziwen's cute look that is taken for granted, he couldn't help but want to pat Mo Ziwen on the head.But...Although He Lei is just a carefree and forthright man, he still thinks that this man in front of him is no longer the little boy who could play around with him as he wanted, and act like a spoiled child in his arms indulgently.He has... already reached a height that he cannot reach, a height that he can only look up to.

However, Herley's hand finally touched Mo Ziwen's head involuntarily, gently touching the man's soft hair, a beautiful feeling.He Lei wanted to take back his hand that disregarded his will, but he saw Mo Ziwen's expression of laziness and enjoyment like a kitten.Mo Ziwen half-closed his eyes, and rubbed his head lightly on He Lei's big hand.The big hand hesitated for a moment, but finally followed the meaning of the cute head and gently comforted it, as if stroking a cute and clingy kitten.

"They are all emperors, do they still like to act like a baby?" Such a gentle tone is not suitable for Helei, but the gentle expression on Helei's face is so suitable.

Opening his eyes, leaving Herley's big hand, Mo Ziwen's tone was full of dissatisfaction, "How can you! I just try to see if your hands have become rougher!" Typical strong words, but Herley didn't ask Mo Ziwen Can you feel the roughness of your hands with your head?

He Lei picked up the jug on the stone table and asked Mo Ziwen, "Does Your Majesty think that all the ten jugs of wine should be in the palace?"

"Shouldn't it be?"

He Lei stared into Mo Ziwen's eyes, "Beautiful things, of course, will become things that everyone is chasing after. Even if the royal family can take all the sapphire wine regardless of everything, but... In addition to satisfying personal desires, it is not right for everyone. The country of Mo...has no other benefits. Of the ten altars of sapphire brewing, three were taken away by people from other countries, and two were bought by other dignitaries or wealthy businessmen. Perhaps there are other sporadic ones, but the royal family is concerned. There is no limit to this. As long as you can pay tribute to the five altars to the palace every year. Such a beautiful thing, even if it is the royal family, it is not an easy task to occupy them all."

"Within the four seas, is it the king's land. On the shore of the land, is it the king's subject." Mo Ziwen, who has always been educated by the emperor, remembered this sentence very clearly.

"But even if you are a king, you can't have everything you want!" He Lei looked at Mo Ziwen and sighed helplessly.

Turning his head to look at He Lei, "Brother He, do you have any wishes that cannot be fulfilled?"

He Lei, who once again heard Mo Ziwen calling him "Brother He" so intimately like when he was a child, felt a lot less depressed because of what he said just now.With a calm tone, "Yes."

"Then tell me! I am the emperor now, and I can do a lot of things. I can help you realize any wish you have!" Mo Ziwen promised He Lei sternly.

He Lei didn't pay too much attention to Mo Ziwen's promise, but instead said, "Why don't you use 'Zhen'?"

"Being with Brother He is like going back to the old days when we played together, forget about it! But don't mind! I know, the emperor should look like an emperor! But, you see, we know each other so well, if we are a man and a woman If you say it, you can almost use childhood sweethearts to describe it. But we are all men, so we can’t use childhood sweethearts. But even if they are not childhood sweethearts, they are still bamboo horses and bamboo horses anyway, so don’t use such words!”

Herley smiled and replied softly, "Okay!"

"I knew Brother He was the best!" Mo Ziwen suddenly threw himself into He Lei's arms just like when he was a child, with a cheerful expression on his face and an extremely casual and joyful tone. "Finally, I don't have to say 'Zhen' to 'Zhen' all the time!" Mo Ziwen didn't look up, put his arms around He Lei's shoulders, and began to complain like a thought, "Brother He, you don't know , I’m so unlucky! Cousin, cousin, they all went to visit the mountains and rivers, leaving me here to be the emperor in a boring way, it’s really abhorrent!” Mo Ziwen’s face almost wrinkled as he spoke After everything, he smiled happily, "But it's okay, I came up with a good idea. Although being the emperor is troublesome, I will be the biggest in this way, and I can play as I want." No blame, He Lei still looked at it with a smile With Mo Ziwen.When Mo Ziwen said this, the expression on his face changed again, and turned into the miserable complaining look at the beginning, "But do you know? Gu Huaifeng ran out of nowhere and ruined my good plan on the first day. It's gone! And..." Mo Ziwen gritted his teeth, "He actually occupied my bedroom!!!"

"Occupied your bedroom?" Herley's eyes began to show a sullen look, and he asked Mo Ziwen in a gentle but cold tone.

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