After being read by the tyrant, the character of the little cannon fodder completely collapsed

Chapter 15 Cooperating with Tyrants

"Then you go," Jun Suzhe suddenly said: "After we go back, Guhui will issue another imperial edict to terminate our engagement."

【so good? 】

Chen Qianzhe smiled: "Since you have to die, then just die alone. This life is fucked up enough anyway!"

"Really, let me go?"

"go!"

"..."

Ling Xi didn't expect that the tyrant would backhand him and let her go without any warning.

Afraid that Chen Qianzhe would regret it, she quickly stood up and walked out of the hall.

Behind her, the tyrant looked at her back with complex and dark eyes.

Sudden.

Ling Xi stopped.

I don’t know why, but when she could completely get rid of the tyrant, live a free life, live her life freely in the book, and have her own paper soul, she suddenly felt a little regretful.

It is certainly good to live a life of idleness and wait for death, but it seems that we are not at the end of our rope now.

"Why don't you leave?" Chen Qianzhe lowered his head and fiddled with his belt: "Don't worry, Gu Yiding will keep his promise and he will do what he says. If he says he will terminate the engagement, he will terminate the engagement."

"The Queen Mother said she would marry you and me, but the engagement is broken off. What will she do?"

"I'm going to die. I still care about her as an old woman. She can do whatever she wants." Chen Qianzhe lost his previous high spirits and looked indescribably depressed.

"But we don't have to die. It's not the last moment yet." Ling Xi ran back and half-knelt beside his knees: "I
We can join forces to fight a turnaround. "

I originally thought that when the tyrant heard this, his blood would boil with passion, and he would be eager to live for himself just like her.

But he just sat there, his eyes extremely complicated, as if he had a thousand words to say but didn't know where to start.

After a long pause, he said in a dumb voice: "Then have you ever thought that even if we join forces, we won't be able to escape the final outcome?"

"How do you know you can't escape?" Ling Xi slapped him on the leg, "You haven't even tried hard, how do you know you can't escape?"

"Because the endings of some stories may really be destined and cannot be changed..." The tyrant sighed: "Just like the butterfly effect, when we change something, the tail effect may be greater, and more work is needed. Use great force to remedy the situation until there is no way to save it..."

Ling Xi was surprised: "You actually know about the butterfly effect?"

[The author’s setting is really awesome! 】

Thinking that the tyrant could hear her own voice, she immediately shook her head and erased those little thoughts.

"Even if there is no cure in the end, we still have to struggle. Are we really waiting for death?" Ling Xi made a decisive gesture: "You are a violent... king, I know a certain future, the two of us will If we join forces, what else can’t be solved!?”

"Join forces? How do you plan to join forces?"

“You solve the big problems and I’ll solve the small ones!”

"..."

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Ling Xi thought very simply.

Since the root of the matter is mob rebellion, let's suppress the rebellion first.

And she found their murderer through the clues given in the original text.

Find that person, kill him, and solve the problem.

Ling Xi changed into clean clothes and followed Eunuch An to the book garden.

The study garden is located in a corner of the tyrant's side hall. Unlike the solemn and solemn imperial study room, it looks casual and messy.

"This is His Majesty's private place. No one in the palace is allowed to come in except me, so it has not been cleaned carefully. It is a bit messy. Hey, girl, please be careful where you step and don't trip."

As he spoke, Eunuch An lifted up the half-overturned scroll and put the rolled-out scroll back.

"These are the graffiti that His Majesty made when he was a child. I have been asking me to burn them, but the old slave couldn't bear to let them go, so he kept them there."

"Your Majesty's calligraphy treasure is valuable, why should it be burned?"

[If this is done and turned over among the people, it will be nothing but real money! 】

Thinking that Eunuch An could hear her own voice, she felt a little embarrassed.But Eunuch An didn't seem to hear anything, and went to clean up other messy books without changing his expression.

"Old fox, no wonder I have been able to stay with the tyrant for so long, and my appearance remains unchanged despite the collapse of Mount Tai." Ling Xi really admired Eunuch An for his calmness in dealing with changes.

She opened a painting at random.

[This is the... painting of a tyrant? 】

The picture is dark.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the black mass rolled over the endless sea. The black waves surged and exploded, creating huge waves.

Amidst the lightning and thunder, a small boat floated alone and broken on the waves, and a thin figure standing on the bow could be vaguely seen.

The figure was holding a lantern to the bow of the boat, facing the huge waves that were nearly as big as the sky.

"Your Majesty...this painting is really dark."

She opened several fragments in a row, and the painting style was all gloomy, secretive and depressing.

[These are the words of the tyrant when he was a child, so wouldn’t his childhood be very dark? ! 】

[Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to draw in this style. 】

[It seems that the reason why a tyrant becomes a tyrant is not because of his natural hatred, but because of the acquired environment. 】

When he raised his head, he saw Chen Qianzhe standing at the inner door looking at her. He didn't know if he heard her thoughts.

"I have something here for you to see."

It is an official report on the public opinion of the disaster on the Shiliang River side.

"The local officials came up to report and said that the disaster situation has stabilized and they are trying to appease the people. Although the food is a bit short, if we can supply gruel, we can barely survive until next month."

Ling Xi nodded: "Good thing!"

Chen Qianzhe glanced at her meaningfully: "But Gu's informant reported that there were thousands of people dying of hunger there, and corpses were everywhere. The government had a certain amount of official food, but not much, and there was no such thing as comforting She Zhou."

Ling Xi recalled the original text.

In the original article, what the eyeliner said is true.

"As far as I know, all the disaster relief food allocated by the imperial court was cut off by the leftist prime minister. He sold half of it and distributed it to some officials. He acted collusively and later incited the refugees to riot. This led to the August crisis. The palace change at Twelve.”

"August [-]th?" Chen Qianzhe's expression changed slightly.

"Yes, August [-]th is the day we both die!"

"Today is July [-]th..."

"25 days. As long as we resolve this matter within 25 days, we can turn the tide." Ling Xi made an invitation gesture: "So, please, Your Majesty."

"Please what?"

"Reopen the warehouse to stock up on grain!"

"..."

"The refugees rebel just to grab a bite to eat. If everyone has food and everyone can live and work in peace and contentment, who would have the heart to take risks!?"

Heroes emerge from troubled times.

That's when heroes can't survive in troubled times and are forced to become heroes.

The tyrant's expression was very strange: "What's the point, Gu, I understand!"

"……and then?"

"No food!"

"..."

The tyrant calmly explained: "The national treasury is empty. Not only is there no food, but there is no extra money to buy food. The only bit of food has been squandered by the left prime minister, so now there is no food."

Ling Xi felt bad: "Without food, how can we get back in this game?"

The most direct and effective way at the moment is to use food to suppress the chaos.

Now we don’t even have food, how can we suppress it?
Press with your face! ?
(End of this chapter)