don't tease people

"Go to the prison?"

"Yes," the young man stood at the bottom of the steps, looking up at Wang on the high chair, "I want to go to the sky prison and get to know the people there."

In the empty hall, there were only the two of them.

Wang's voice was indistinguishable: "Why?"

"Because I'm curious." The young man said excitedly, not avoiding the king's gaze at all, "Isn't it unusual for someone to be imprisoned in the sky prison? I want to know what kind of people are different from ordinary people!"

Wang didn't answer immediately, but just stared at the boy silently.

The air in the hall gradually froze due to the king's will, pressing heavily on people's nerves.

If it was an ordinary courtier, he must have knelt down and begged for mercy when he felt this oppressive force.But the boy didn't have the slightest fear, he just seemed a little disappointed: "Can't you...?"

"Ah Zhan, come here." Wang stood up and said.

The young man then ran to the king in three steps and two steps at a time: "What's the matter?"

"Sit on the throne," said the king.

"But..." The young man hesitated.

"Don't make me say it a second time."

So the boy tried his best to suppress his excitement and sat on it.

He wanted to sit and watch for a long time!

The moment he looked down from the throne, the boy seemed to hear the bell of the court going up.The empty court seemed to be full of people, and the civil and military officials were arguing fiercely below.He was on the high throne, and the entire palace came into view. Everyone's expressions were clearly visible, and there was no room for hiding.

Wang took two steps back and went down two flights of steps.

The boy's eyes followed Wang's movements.

He is looking down at the king.

He had never seen Wang from this angle.

The king who used to be aloof and not angry... at this moment, he is just like an ordinary person.

...a bit unaccustomed to it.

"What would you think if I said that this position will eventually be yours?" Wang asked.

"...very happy?" The boy observed Wang's expression.

"Big mistake!" Wang suddenly said angrily.

The boy was startled.

"Sitting on the throne is never the end! There is nothing to be happy about!" The king's voice echoed in the hall, "You must know that the moment you sit on the throne, you will bear the burden of this country! What you will decide is this The fate of everyone in the country! As long as there is one person in this country who suffers undeserved misfortune, it is your responsibility! Tell me, are you still happy now!"

The boy didn't know how to answer for a while.

The throne is very cold and hard, as if it is continuously absorbing the surrounding heat.

He tilted his head uncomfortably.

At this moment, a girl broke in.

"Your Highness! Your Highness! Ouch..." An old man ran in after the girl out of breath, and when he saw the king, he immediately knelt down on the ground, "We deserve death... Your Highness Qing ran too fast, we couldn't stop him ah……"

Even so, there wasn't much tension in his voice.

"It's not the court time, but my brother and my father are inside, why stop me from coming in!" The girl rushed to the king in one breath.

Sure enough, Wang didn't intend to convict her, but took advantage of the situation and hugged the girl up.

The boy secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The girl kissed Wang on the cheek: "Father! Let me tell you, Brother Cheng can weave things out of leaves of grass! He secretly weaves a lot of stuff, and I finally found it! Come and see me, Dad! It's super cute." !"

"Okay, okay, let's go." Wang Yisao smiled angrily.

"Huh? Brother, are you so courageous? Why are you sitting there? Aren't you afraid of making your father unhappy?" The girl looked at the boy again.

"Dad asked me to sit on it..." The young man jumped off the throne, "You don't know, Dad was so scary just now..."

"What?" the girl asked, "What happened to you, Dad?"

Wang glared at the boy.

"What did Brother Cheng make up? I want to see it too!" The boy changed the subject.

"Let's go together!" The girl immediately dropped the previous question.

Wang hugged the girl and said with a smile, "Okay, let's go together."

Before leaving, he seemed to think of something again, turned his head to the young man and said: "You can do whatever you want about the prison. But there is one sentence you have to remember: It is the job of the courtiers to observe words and deeds, and it is the courtiers who want to try their best to satisfy the king." , instead of asking the king to understand the difficulties of his subjects. The three religions and nine streams in the prison are very cunning, don't be persuaded by anyone to ask me for mercy."

"No, no, absolutely not!" The boy ran over, "Father is the best!"

"You don't need to look for father, just look for me. I'll sing a requiem." The girl said with a smile, "If you can hear my song, I think that person will have no regrets on the guillotine!"

"Nonsense." Wang nodded the girl's nose, "You are my daughter, can you sing for others?"

"Oh, let me just talk about it." The girl put her arms around Wang's neck, "Since when have I sung to others, haven't I always sung only for you?"

"Yeah, I can only listen to it in the light of my father." The young man sighed sadly, "When will I stop letting my father enjoy this privilege exclusively?"

So the desolate singing sounded from a distance, and it was close to my ears in the blink of an eye.

The boy froze for a moment.

The faces and voices of the king and the girl were distorted like water, and they seemed to be getting farther and farther away, as if separated by thousands of miles, as if separated by thousands of years.

The singing flood generally submerged the palace.

Zhou Bo woke up suddenly.

He was still immersed in a dream and couldn't get out.After a while, he felt empty before realizing that something was wrong.

... The turmoil in the Italian core was suppressed.

"Are you awake?" the god's voice sounded not far away.

Zhou Bo checked his mind core.

The defenses showed no signs of damage.The gods were purely calming his thoughts.

"Is my sincerity finally recognized?" Zhou Bo said happily, "My dear god is willing to help me like this. Thanks to your blessing, I had a not-so-bad dream."

Before the god could say anything, he said, "By the way, did you ask me before if I knew Wang Jiqing? Just ask, although I don't know much, but I know everything. I know she sings very well Come. What do you want to ask her?"

Even if the chance is slim, he will do his best to go back.That was his responsibility, and he could no longer evade it.

Even gods must have weaknesses, as long as they find a way to get close...

"Her song is really good," said the god.

Zhou Bo was full of words and stopped abruptly.

...God heard Ah Qing's song?How can it be?Besides his parents and himself, how could anyone else have heard Ah Qing sing?I haven't even heard of martial arts... No, there may be one person...

"Have you ever heard of it? I'm not that lucky..." He forced himself to be natural, "It seems that she doesn't sing in front of people very much. Aren't you from Hei Xuan Dan?"

Shenming obviously wouldn't answer Zhou Bo's question.

But Zhou Bo knew that he didn't need to get an answer at all.

He couldn't help feeling flustered.

It's too dangerous...you'll be noticed...no!

At the risk of being suspected, he tore up the will that the gods used to calm his mind.

Huge pain swept along with the agitation of the mind core.The devastating storm roared again.

Zhou Bo's breath was suffocated for a moment.

But he quickly regained his composure, and said with a smile: "Thanks to the kindness of the gods, but I'm still not used to other things being around me. I can't help it. I really deserve it."

The god was noncommittal, but continued to ask Zhou Bo: "Do you know Wang Zizhan?"

"It seems a bit familiar..." Zhou Bo seemed to be thinking, "An older brother of Wang Jiqing? General Bu seems to have mentioned it..."