Cannon fodder brother dies daily

The next development was somewhat unexpected, Mingjue watched Shen Zhuo grab his job, and stood at the table very consciously serving Zhou Jinyan for breakfast, Zhou Jinyan was well coaxed by Shen Zhuo even though Zhou Jinyan was picky a few times.

Mingjue: Huh? ? ?This bastard is more competent than me? ? ?

Shen Zhuo took a piece of rose sugar shortbread and put it on Zhou Jinyan's jade plate. The shortbread was made of rose sugar and some of it was jujube paste.Zhou Jinyan likes rose sugar, but he doesn't particularly like jujube paste shortbread.Mingjue knew it in the past, but this time he accidentally got mixed up.Shen Zhuo looked at the shortbread carefully, and picked out Zhou Jinyan's favorite rose sugar shortbread.

"Qing Yun, you're a useless and idle person, and you don't have anything important to do, why don't you take care of me in the future?" Zhou Jinyan smiled, his eyes curved, and he only thought that he was worthy of being the hero, and he was quite bearable.It can be tolerated if you only serve for one day, but if you let him serve you every day, you will definitely not be able to bear it.

Sure enough, Shen Zhuo's face changed, and his eyes became a little strange.

"Okay." Shen Zhuo felt that he was already drunk before drinking, so he could only hold his hands tightly to prevent himself from being too excited to show his ugly face.

Zhou Jinyan glanced at his tightly clenched hands, heh~ can't you help it?

After breakfast, Shen Zhuo was still standing there, as if he was still waiting for orders.Zhou Jinyan thought that he had to go to the front yard to meet Zhou's father, so he directly waved him to go back.

Shen Zhuo hesitated, then smiled slightly, "Young master...you only have Mingjue by your side, I'm afraid I'm not serving you well, it's not as good as me..."

Mingjue's eyes widened, this shameless person, how many years have I been serving you, yet you actually say that I am not good at serving you?

Zhou Jinyan said in his heart that he deserved to be the male lead, he hit the left cheek and then stretched out the right cheek to hit himself, this scene is really good.

"No need, there are still things to do today." Zhou Jinyan didn't have the heart to say anything more to him, if he had to look at Shen Zhuo all day long, he wouldn't be in a good mood all day long.

Feeling lonely, Shen Zhuo nodded, "Yes, Qing Yun, Qing Yun has retreated."

After leaving the bedroom, Shen Zhuo couldn't help turning his head every three steps, a little reluctant to leave.Mingjue saw it in his eyes and snorted coldly in his heart.This young master Shen's idea can be seen by himself, this way of flattering young master must be to gain a better foothold in Zhou Mansion.After all, the master loves the second son the most.

Sending Shen Zhuo out of the yard and walking to the gate of the yard, the two of them were silent all the way. When they got out of the door, seeing Shen Zhuo leaving, they couldn't help but stop Shen Zhuo again, "Hey, Mr. Shen, I'm kind enough to call you Young master Shen, don't really think of yourself as a young master."

Hmph, pretending to please the young master obediently, and still slandering yourself in front of the young master, is really shameless.Fortunately, the son is wise and martial, and he recognized Shen Zhuo's true nature at a glance. He is really a double-faced man!

On Shen Zhuo's face, there was no obedient appearance in front of Zhou Jinyan, his brows were slightly frowned, his face was full of indifference, his eyes were deep and bottomless. "What did you say?"

This appearance of Shen Zhuo is a bit scary, Mingjue shrinks his neck, and then he straightens his neck and said arrogantly, "I tell you, don't think that living in our Zhou mansion will make you equal to the son, our master only has the eldest son as his own brother , you are just a dog who doesn't know where it came from, it was the kindness of the master who let you stay in the mansion."

Shen Zhuo half-closed his eyes, his eyes were a bit dangerous, "Really?"

"Except for the masters, there are slaves in this mansion, you and I are slaves." Mingjue's voice weakened. "You have to know your identity. It is right for the master to order you. Don't think that it is great to serve the master well. Think about reaching the sky in one step."

"Of course I know." Shen Zhuo's face was light, "If the young master needs me to do something, it should be done."

"Hmph, it's your self-consciousness. It is your honor to let you serve the master. If you feel insulted, you should hurry up and get out." Mingjue glanced around a few times, then gave a cold "bah", and left quickly people.

Shen Zhuo shook hands, and looked at Mingjue's feet with oil, annoyed and funny.

This Mingjue is full of shortcomings, ugly, selfish, flattering and afraid of death, but he has only one good point. He is loyal to Yanyan, obeys Yanyan's words very much, and always takes joy in words and loves them. Evil is evil.

If it wasn't for this...

Zhou Jinyan saw that Ming came back triumphantly, and asked casually, "Did you find the money? Are you so happy?"

"I'm happier than picking up silver." Mingjue was very proud, "Just now I scolded that hypocrite so hard that he knelt down and begged for mercy, and left!"

"Really?" Zhou Jinyan was a little surprised.

"Of course it's true." Ming Jue patted his chest, "Is there any truth to what I said? Young Master, you don't know how cowardly Shen Zhuo is, and he went back in despair."

Zhou Jinyan was dubious.

007: ...Not only to die, but also assist to die together... Readers, I can only say that Zhou Jinyan's death will be easier.

In the outline, the author's writing about this beautiful cannon fodder death is very gorgeous, and he loves and hates it. Even death is clearly described in the outline, and the death is particularly poignant, which caused many female readers who read the outline to shed tears. .

Looking at it now, I still can't escape the end of death. 007 Buddha, I feel that this task should be completed soon, and I can prepare to go back to the library.

****

After breakfast, Zhou Jinyan went to the front yard to meet Zhou Minghui.Apart from quarreling last night, he was still thinking about King Jing's seizure of the throne and the robbery of the Zhou family.The whole calamity started with attachment to King Yu, and in the end King Yu was defeated, and the entire Zhou family was buried with him.If he had kept himself safe from the beginning, he would not have caused this disaster.

I don't know if the Zhou family has already set up a line with King Yu, and now they stop, I don't know if it's too late.

When he entered the study, he saw Zhou Minghui writing a letter, his brows were furrowed.Seeing Zhou Jinyan come in, Zhou Minghui was a little surprised, "Why is Jin'er here, please sit down quickly."

"Father is writing a letter?" After Zhou Jinyan sat down, he glanced over from the corner of the eye, "Who are you writing to?"

Zhou Minghui laughed, "Who else could it be? It's your elder brother. He took the fleet to Fanxi a few days ago. The place in Fanxi is small, but he brought a lot of things that we Dayi didn't have. , and said wait..."

"Father—" Zhou Jinyan didn't believe it. If he wrote back to his elder brother, why would he frown like that, "I just want to ask you, do you have any contact with King Yu?"

The smile on Zhou Minghui's face dissipated, and he asked in confusion, "Why did you suddenly ask this?"

"Tell me." Zhou Jinyan looked serious, "If you lied to me, I'll find out..."

"Okay, okay, don't be angry." Zhou Minghui doted on him the most, and coaxed him before he could say what the consequences would be, "I said it, I said it, I want to find a chance to get to know His Royal Highness King Yu, but now There is no suitable opportunity. A few days ago, your brother brought back some dancers from Fanxi. The dances they danced were more...indulgent, and compared to those girls in Kyoto, they were also more...attractive...no nobles in Beijing have ever seen them before. .I thought that if these dancing girls were dedicated to King Yu..."

"No!" Zhou Jinyan stood up abruptly, "No!"

"You..." Zhou Minghui glanced out, those dancers were dancing in a pavilion, their bodies were graceful and enchanting, and they were so glamorous.When Zhou Jinyan came to the study, he happened to pass by that place.Thinking of this, Zhou Minghui seemed to understand something, and couldn't help laughing, "Okay, okay, don't send it away."

"Father, don't have any more contact with King Yu in the future." Zhou Jinyan sat down again, "Whoever succeeds to the throne has nothing to do with our Zhou family. There is no need to go through this muddy water." Emperor, it doesn't matter who will be the emperor, as long as there is no war or disaster, everyone will only praise His Majesty for his wisdom and martial arts.

"Jin'er has grown up." Zhou Minghui was pleased, "Of course I know what you said, so you don't have to worry."

"Father must keep my words firmly in mind. Not only father, but brother also don't have anything to do with any crown prince." Zhou Jinyan said cautiously, "Why do you want to get acquainted with King Yu these days? Obviously, the crown prince has not yet been determined, and every step is a risk."

Zhou Minghui laughed, "King Yu's succession to the throne is already a certainty. His mother, the noble concubine Wang's family, has generations of hairpin tassels, full of dignitaries. Who else can compare to him in the capital? Everyone knows that King Yu's succession is well known." It’s clear, what are you worried about. Now that I’m getting acquainted with King Yu, I don’t ask for anything else, as long as he can let you get rid of your business status. You are so smart, it is not easy for you to enter the imperial court.”

"No!" Zhou Jinyan shook his head, "I...I dreamed last night that the new emperor was not King Yu, but King Jing, and our whole family was implicated..."

"King Jing?" Zhou Minghui laughed, "The King Jing is sick, and I don't know how long he can live. Not only is he sick, but he is also born in a foreign land. He has no foundation and is impossible. Don't worry. It's just a dream. , what are you afraid of?"

"Father, I don't want to be an official." Zhou Jinyan became anxious, and explained, "I want to be in business."

Zhou Minghui's complexion changed slightly, "What nonsense are you talking about? You can know a thousand characters at the age of three, and your poems and songs are all brilliant. Even your husband said that your writing is unparalleled. If you can enter an official position, you will have a bright future!"

"Elder brother can go into business, so can I." Zhou Jinyan said hastily.

"Nonsense! Your eldest brother didn't like to read since he was a child, he just liked to drill some ideas. After he was enlightened, he didn't read a few books. He was full of bad things when he was young. Just like me, he can only be a businessman. You are like your mother, He should be a scholar!" Zhou Minghui was in no mood to write a letter, and said slowly, "It doesn't matter if you can't enter the examination room now, in a few years, in a few years..."

It was only then that Zhou Jinyan discovered that his father's obsession with reading seemed to be deeper than he had imagined.My mother's Yun family is a scholarly family, if my grandfather was not sentenced to exile because he provoked the anger of the emperor in the court, my mother would never have married my father.

In order to save her daughter Yunzhu from exile and suffering, she had to marry Yunzhu to a businessman, and Yunzhu entered the family of Zhou.Zhou Minghui thought that he had wronged his wife, and he was always trying to please her in every possible way. He respected this gentle and kind daughter of the Yun family in every possible way, and dared not slack off.

He loves Zhou Jinyan's clever and clever son even more. He only needs to study more, and there is no need to worry about the rest.The adopted Zhou Jinyan was arrogant and domineering, and he didn't think there was anything wrong.I also think it's a good thing that scholars have a little temper.

"Father, why don't you let your son try?" Zhou Jinyan unconsciously grabbed Zhou Minghui's sleeve and begged, "My son can also do well."

"No." Zhou Minghui frowned and refused, "How can you touch these mundane things."

"If I can't do well, I won't mention business again." Zhou Jinyan couldn't help but stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Minghui's sleeve.

Seeing Zhou Jinyan like this, Zhou Minghui couldn't bear to refuse any more, thinking that it would be nice to let him hit a wall everywhere. "Okay, it's a deal."

"Then father promised me not to get involved with King Yu again!" Zhou Jinyan stared eagerly, which made Zhou Minghui soften his heart.

"it is good."

After Zhou Jinyan left, Zhou Minghui looked at the letterhead he was writing in front of him, put down his pen, crumpled up the half-written letter and threw it somewhere.

"Chang Ming." Zhou Minghui called the servant, "Where did Second Young Master go?"

Chang Ming replied, "Second Young Master took Mingjue to the racecourse."

"Well, I see." Zhou Minghui thought for a while, with a smile in his eyes, "Those dancers, you pick a good-looking one and send it to Jin'er's courtyard at night. You first make an arrangement with Mingjue. After all, it's him... …"first.

Chang Ming suddenly understood, "Don't worry, my lord."

***

Zhou Jinyan didn't come back until the evening. He was in a good mood, but the racecourse was hot and his back was wet. Zhou Jinyan always felt uncomfortable.

Zhou Jinyan entered the bedroom, Mingjue was about to follow in, but was held back by Chang Ming.

"What are you pulling me for? I have to wait for the son to take a bath." Mingjue yelled.

Chang Ming smiled, and pointed his eyes at the woman beside him, "Master asked me to send it, and I will serve you tonight. Serve carefully."

Mingjue understood immediately, and his expression immediately became subtle, "Don't worry, don't worry! I understand the meaning of the master!"

Seeing Mingjue's wretched expression, the woman felt uneasy, and her hand that was tightly holding the cloak turned white.I just think that young master must be such an ugly, disgusting and obscene man.But his own life is in the hands of others, so what can he do?

"You, now go in and serve the young master to take a bath, be smart, the young master is picky." Mingjue pointed to the door, "Our young master is not a sympathetic, you have to be careful when serving."

The woman's face was pale, and she had heard that some nobles like to play some special tricks.This son is not only ugly, but also likes to play tricks.Looks like tonight is doomed.