The white moonlight of the paranoid tyrant was stolen

Chapter 71 Suspicious
At night, Zuoqiu gathered at the door to watch, but his eyes were fixed and he wanted to look inside.

Cui Shao was not there, and the people he brought were not too many, so Cui Ling temporarily acted as a guard at the door.

Because of Cui Ling's serious face, Zuo Qiuju felt embarrassed when he peeked inside.

But His Majesty has been looking at this bamboo basket for a whole day, still holding a book in his hand, and sent out all the guards inside.

After a while, there was movement from inside, Zuoqiu hurriedly walked in with small steps, while lowering his head and smiling flatteringly, "Your Majesty."

Emperor Tianqin's eyes were heavy, and he asked, "What are you and Chengde talking about during the day, why are you so idle?"

Hearing this, Zuoqiu Ju couldn't figure it out. Although His Majesty didn't say it clearly, but based on his experience of serving His Majesty for more than ten years, His Majesty's eyes clearly wanted him to tell Chengde Changdi Ji about Anfu Diji's whereabouts and current situation.

Why did you start flipping accounts at this time?And it doesn't make sense to turn over the account. No matter how I think about it, I can't think of anything wrong with his approach.

Naturally, Zuoqiuju couldn't ask desperately, Your Majesty, are you looking for something to do, and at this moment, you can only kneel down and beg for mercy.

The man flipped through the scroll in his hand impatiently, finally pushed the bamboo basket in his hand, and said softly, "Stay at the door with Cui Ling, and untangle the wires inside."

"what?"

Because he was too shocked, Zuo Qiuju suddenly raised his head, and his hat fell to the ground.

"Why, are you deaf? Or is it that my words don't work anymore?"

"The slave obeys."

Zuo Qiuju got up with a bitter face, and walked towards the door with a small bamboo basket.

Although it looked very distressed on the surface, in fact, the thoughts in his heart were turning one after another without stopping.

So suspicious.

His Majesty ordered him to bring these threads in the morning, but he didn't feel suspicious at that time. After Chengde Changdiji came, seeing His Majesty asking Chengde Changdiji to straighten the threads, he thought that His Majesty messed up the threads on purpose As a punishment for Cheng De Chang Di Ji.

But if you think about it carefully, there are many loopholes in this idea.

After all, it is impossible for His Majesty to predict that Cheng De Chang Di Ji will come.

And... If it was really to punish Chengde Chang Di Ji, it would be unreasonable for Chang Di Ji to mess up again after she straightened the wires.

With a stomach full of doubts, Zuo Qiuju took two small benches, sat in front of the door with Cui Ling and started to straighten the wires.

Probably, what the two of them are doing now is quite different from their identities and temperaments, so that the surrounding guards couldn't help but bow their heads, and even couldn't help shrugging their shoulders and laughing out loud.

If Zuoqiu Ju took a bold look at the bamboo basket just now, he would have found that the book in Emperor Tianqin's hand was not a military book or a travel book.

This is a book that teaches people how to make a network.

Before Yunshan, he wanted to make a net with his own hands, because the things in his hands were too trivial to spare, so he squeezed out time during the time of worshiping the late emperor.

But what he didn't expect was that he had prepared the thread, had time, and even finished reading the book, but it was difficult for him to manage the thread.

In fact, when these threads were delivered, they were all clearly unrelated to each other, but Emperor Tianqin tugged lightly a few times, and saw that these threads were knotted as if they were uncontrollable.

The endless chatter became more and more chaotic, and in the end it was simply handed over to others to untangle the wires first.

But before handing it over to others, he can't make people feel that he is looking for someone to manage the line.

You have to find an excuse to make people feel that this is punishment.

"Lord Cui." Zuo Qiuju looked at the ball of thread in his hand, and sighed heavily, "You said it's fine for His Majesty to punish me, why did you even bring it with you?"

Zuo Qiuju was not a talkative person at first, because Cui Shao and Wei Shengsi often talked much more than him, so he could only listen and have no room for expression.

At this time, it was hard to meet someone who talked less, and he couldn't let it go easily, so Cui Ling, who had always liked to be quiet, felt very painful.

He had the least contact with Zuo Qiuju, and he always thought that Zuo Qiuju, as the number one servant by His Majesty's side, must be taciturn and noble.

Who knew that when he talked a lot, he was almost on par with his younger brother.

"How would Cui know, let's deal with it quickly, otherwise His Majesty will be punished if he is dissatisfied." Cui Ling straightened the thread expressionlessly, and said.

After a while, Zuo Qiuju couldn't hold back again, and asked softly, "Master Cui, His Majesty Left and Right are not inside, do you think it's okay for me to get two balls of new thread?"

The two talked about it for a long time, but they didn't even figure out the small half.

Some threads seem to be tied in knots, and the knots can only be untied by carefully picking apart the knots with a needle.

Cui Ling lowered his head and remained silent.

"Master Cui, if we really keep going, we probably won't be able to finish it until dawn."

Cui Ling paused, and clenched his hands for managing the thread.

Normally, if Cui Shao was around, he would probably fight him.

After all, although Cui Shao has high martial arts skills and stronger strength than ordinary people, he is the only elder brother who is afraid of him.

But the noisy person around him was not Cui Shao, but Zuoqiuju, so he couldn't beat him anymore. Thinking of this, Cui Ling felt very distressed.

Zuo Qiuju passed him by without realizing the danger, and said, "Master Cui, didn't you take the head to meet King Qinghe today? Why is he really the mastermind behind these assassins?"

Speaking of this, although he knew it shouldn't be, Zuo Qiuju felt quite sympathetic to the Qinghe King.

He is young and has not experienced any major setbacks, so he still has the heart of a child.

The mind is like a child, and the means are also like a child, which is pitiful.

The few courtiers who agreed with him had mischievous intentions, but they didn't dare to contact him seriously. They just watched from a distance. If there was any benefit, they would immediately get involved. If not, these fools would run faster than anyone else.

Counting on these grassroots schemes to usurp the throne, King Qinghe's mind is indeed very simple.

Moreover, the crooked ideas that he thought of with all his heart to make His Majesty trip up can always be reflected on himself.

After going through several times, even the position of the princess was cheated, but he still didn't give up.

Let Zuo Qiuju, who was standing opposite him, feel unbearable to see him.

While I can't bear it, I also have some admiration, after all, not everyone has this kind of perseverance.

Going to the feudal land to be a prince is also very beautiful, and the glory and wealth are inexhaustible. If you have to find so many setbacks and sufferings for yourself, why bother?
Cui Ling frowned, and exerted force with his hands, one of the soft silk threads broke. He glanced at it, then pulled out the broken thread and threw it aside, and stomped heavily to press the thread into the soil. go.

As long as no one saw the thread, he never broke it.

　Looking at the writing in the age of awakening, I have no desire to drive at all
　　
　
(End of this chapter)