The Fascinated I Only Want Salted Fish

Gu Congyun's voice was not loud, and people in the distance could only see his mouth moving, but it was difficult to hear his voice. But Ji Zheng still tensed up suddenly, his blood was cold, and he subconsciously tugged at the whip again.

Gu Congyun staggered forward again with difficulty, but still refused to kneel.

This time, Ji Zheng observed that Gu Congyun refused to kneel, his knees were so stiff that he couldn't bend, and he thought of Gu Congyun covered with thick frost and snow in the early morning.

Ji Zheng's expression changed, a little surprised, "How long did you stand at the door last night?"

The boy's temper was hard, and he ignored his questioning, instead he changed his tone and said lightly, "Are you really still Ji Chaoming, the emperor of Great Yan?"

As soon as these words came out, Ji Zheng's heart sank, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and even his ears were buzzing.

Gu Congyun was originally close to the original owner, Ji Zheng didn't want to get too close with him because he was afraid of revealing his identity, but now the worst result has come.

The whiteness of the snow is easy to make people dizzy. He has been so condescending for a long time, and his eyes are blurred and dim.

The only reluctance to support him continued to stare at the person in front of him. He didn't know whether Gu Congyun's words were joking or questioning, how much he saw, let alone how he saw it, but Gu Congyun. There must be no evidence, this body is the shell of the original owner, he is sitting here is Ji Chaoming sitting here, it is impossible to distinguish with technology in ancient times.

"Call me by my name?" Ji Zheng narrowed his eyes.

"You always asked me to call you Ji Chaoming when we ate flower wine together." Gu Congyun sighed.

Ji Zheng responded quickly and said: "I have been close to you and indulged you for too long!"

"You must be able to deceive so many people, there must be some way, I'm soft-spoken, I can't move you." Gu Congyun rubbed the whip slightly with his side face, and raised his face to look at him, "You are much more fun than the original Ji Chaoming. , it's good for you to be the emperor, I don't care and don't make a sound."

He glanced slightly sideways at Ming Ciyue not far away, intentionally or unintentionally.

"But he is different. His loyalty is dedicated to the throne, to the emperor, and you deserve it."

Ji Zheng was silent.

"You can keep me by your side, keep my mouth shut, or be ruthless, ignore the Empress Dowager and the Marquis of Wu'an, and find a way to kill me."

Gu Congyun smiled, with a bright and childish look on his face, as if none of these plots came from his mouth, "Alternatively, go and confess to him, see his reaction, and see if he is only loyal to you as a minister and a ruler. ."

"I'll give you half a month, only half a month. If you don't say it, I'll say it myself."

"Keep you by your side?" Ji Zheng curled his lips in disdain, "I would rather imprison Ming Ciyue by my side, so that even if he finds out and regrets it, he can't escape."

Gu Congyun's expression froze slightly.

The weakness of the protagonist must be the protagonist's attack. In Ji Zheng's view, every word of coercion that the protagonist receives is because he can't bear to bully the protagonist and wants to help Ming Ci get out of the sea of ​​misery.

But as Gu Congyun said, Ming Ci Yue is only loyal to him, nothing else, there is nothing else to compare and care about.

For half a month, Ji Zheng sighed in his heart.

He suddenly understood that perhaps the more frank Xiang Mingci became, that the real Son of Heaven had disappeared, that he didn't have to be loyal, he didn't have to be courteous, and he didn't have to always serve himself in order to push him to rebel and seize power.

The ending of the salted fish lying down has already been written, what kind of bicycle does he want?

What does he have to give up.

Just as Ji Zheng was about to let go of his horsewhip, he turned slightly to look in the direction of Ming Ciyue, but found that the place was empty. He turned around quickly and found that Ming Ciyue had appeared behind Gu Congyun silently with a cold face.

In his eyes, is the real killing intent.

Gu Congyun and Ji Zheng discovered it at the same time. He didn't dare to pretend to be weak anymore. He was nostalgic for the emperor's whip rope. The next moment, he suddenly escaped from the tight rope. His movements were extremely fast. The clear words crossed over his shoulders.

Ming Ci Yue's figure paused for a moment, as if suffering from pain, he instantly gathered up his strength to fight back. At this moment, he will no longer use forbearance and low-key, the purpose is not only to vent his anger for the old department, but to maintain the respect of the emperor.

Ji Zheng was dumbfounded, one shoulder and arm were injured, and the other knee was injured. Whoever fell of the two disabled protagonists would affect the plot direction.

Although the original text is that the protagonists attack and suffer and love each other and kill each other, this kind of life-and-death killing cannot be said to be exactly the same as falling in love, at least it has nothing to do with each other.

"Mingciyue, stop!" Ji Zheng reprimanded, just as he was about to order someone to separate the two, he saw the servants from the stables coming over silently holding the reins and taking him aside.

"Sage Shangwan can't stop him. One of them is an old commander and the other is a new general. Regardless of whether they conform to the rules or not, a battle is inevitable. The military camp is not far away. All the soldiers heard that King Jing can come today. Their blood has been boiling for a long time, they are waiting for a good news, and waiting for King Jing to tell them that the short hibernation is worth it." The servant said without raising his head, "King Jing will not serve two masters in this life, and all King Jing's subordinates will also swear to death. Second Master."

The more the clear speech is not the two masters, the words sound extremely piercing.

Hearing this, Ji Zheng fled into the distance in a hurry.

Ming Ciyue's right arm was obviously a little powerless. In the case of a huge disparity in strength, Gu Congyun was able to get his hands a few times in a row, and between the successive backwards, he could hear that the emperor's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if for the sake of it. He secretly pulled his heart.

In a space that no one can see, Ming Ci counterattacked more and more instantly, hitting Gu Congyun's knees by any means possible. This was a weakness he had already learned. It was Gu Congyun who stayed outside the courtyard all night last night and fell. sickness.

Not benevolent, not a gentleman, and mean.

However, the more Ming Ci can't control so much, he is not a gentleman, as long as the victory or defeat, as long as his emperor can be at ease and happy.

The emperor was still looking at him, and as soon as he raised his head, he could meet that gaze, and he could hear that gaze silently say, "Uncle, come back, don't fight, it hurts."

The more instantly Mingci overwhelmed Gu Congyun, pressing down on his left shoulder.

Left shoulder is not injured!

Ji Zheng found that Gu Congyun's left shoulder was not injured, and the person who assassinated yesterday was not Gu Congyun.

He knew what Ming Ci Yue was going to do. Uncle Huang was going to take the opportunity to screen out the assassins for him.

But Ming Ci Yue himself is obviously still injured.

Ji Zheng's Adam's apple rolled, swallowed, and said with difficulty, "...It's alright." Uncle Huang, come back.

But the next moment Gu Congyun was pushed to the ground, still unwilling, and called out several times, "Gu Congtian!"

Gu Congtian is the eldest son of the Marquis of Wu'an, and is more likely to be the next takeover of the Beida Camp. If the new general has to defeat the old commander to convince the public, Gu Congtian can't dodge and escape, and Gu Congyun has already His name was called out on the spot.

I saw Gu Congtian hesitantly standing behind the crowd, his brows furrowed, and he didn't intend to fight at all, until the Marquis of Wu'an couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped back and said coldly, "His Royal Highness King Jing personally instructs him, take it seriously. A rare opportunity."

Ji Zheng observed that the more Ming Ci looked at Gu Congtian, his eyes changed, as if he had locked his target.

Whether Gu Congtian seems so unimportant at this moment, he doesn't care, he believes that he doesn't need any proof, he just keeps looking at Ming Ciyue, praying over and over in his heart, "No need for Uncle, I believe it, really. Believe it, come back soon."

The better the remarks, he seemed to give him a smile, but it seemed that he didn't.

The next battle was even longer. Gu Congtian defended again and again and kept retreating. Rao Shiming said that no matter how advanced his martial arts were, he had already fought through the battle with injuries, and his physical strength was exhausted too quickly.

Ji Zheng watched helplessly as Ming Ciyue's right arm became more and more sluggish and stiff, there were more and more beads of sweat on his forehead, and his footsteps became more and more wobbly...

Gu Congtian's eyes lit up, and he found an opportunity to snag Ming Ciyue's right arm, almost dragging him to the ground.

No need to prove it, no need, it's Gu Congyun, Gu Congyun knew that Ming Ci Yue was injured on his right arm!

Ji Zheng couldn't bear it any longer and couldn't bear it any longer. He turned his horse's head and slashed between the two of them, "Stop for me..."

Ming Ci Yue seemed to be able to foresee that he was about to call to stop, he suddenly tried his best to cut Gu Congtian directly, and he rolled over to the ground. When Cong Tian's left arm was pressed, he clenched his teeth instantly, his face was pale, and he quickly

Pretending to be knocked down, dodge aside.

The Gu family hurriedly sent someone to help him aside. There were already a lot of people watching the battle from behind the hills in the distance. At this time, they cheered and couldn't help but shouted "Your Highness is heroic, long live the emperor." "

Ming Ci's face turned back with a look to disperse them instantly, but Ji Zheng looked at his face and found a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ji Zheng suddenly realized that those soldiers will always be Ming Ciyue's soldiers, as well as his Yan and Emperor's soldiers, and loyalty and righteousness will spontaneously condense them behind Ming Ciyue.

But he can no longer be like Ming Ciyue, with a calm smile, accepting the kneeling of others, and accepting his Mingciyue's kneeling.

The scene was a bit chaotic. While the Gu family sent people to disperse the soldiers who came to watch the battle illegally from a distance, they were busy helping the two sons of their own.

Ji Zheng doesn't know how to ride a horse very much, and now wants to escape, he twists the reins to look at the snow in the distance and moves away, his body is crooked on the horse's back, teetering.

"The holy man is dangerous." The more hurried Ming Ci came, he habitually turned over and jumped on the horse's back, sitting behind Ji Zheng to help him pull the reins.

It wasn't like this before, Ming Ciyue helped him control the horse from behind, help him lead the rope, help him pull the bow and shoot arrows, and help him make all the disobedient pests kneel.

But when he thinks that Ming Ci has done so much for him out of loyalty.

Ming Ciyue's presence behind him suddenly became abrupt. As the horse walked away, he was taken with him again. Like last time, it was like a small boat swaying lightly, and he was bumped back and forth. Back and forth, he had to crawl. The horse had to cover his mouth tightly, and a thin layer of water mist appeared on his eyes.

But the more Mingci seemed to be unaware and only worried that he would fall. Every time he moved an inch forward, he was dragged back by Mingci's waist. Against his hot chest, he wanted him to hold the reins with both hands before being held.

"Holy Dangerous."

After going through last night, Ji Zheng was already uncomfortable and felt that he couldn't, and how could he bear this indifferently again.

"Presumptuous!" He couldn't hold back, and pushed Ming Ci with his backhand, which happened to hit him on the right shoulder.

Ming Ci frowned in pain and looked over suspiciously.

Ji Zheng opened his mouth, unable to explain the subtle and shameful feeling he felt, but seeing that Mingyu seemed to have understood, he smiled indifferently, turned over and straddled a horse next to him, just walking side by side with him. , and kindly help him hold the reins.

Ji Zheng watched him stretch out his right arm, and felt pain and anger in his heart. He reached out and patted his right arm, "Does it hurt?"

Ming Ci trembled a little, but instead of hiding, he stayed there and tightened the reins.

Ji Zheng bit his lip again, raised his hand high, but lowered it gently, "Didn't you tell me that your hand was so painful last night? Why did I tell you not to beat me or not to listen? I’m sure that Gu Congtian is…”

"Seeing is believing, hearing is false."

"Can't I still believe you?"

The more Mingci bowed his head: "Even if it is a minister's words, the sage should not blindly believe it."

Ji Zheng was speechless, and the more clearly he would follow him blindly and unconditionally, but he stubbornly did not allow him to believe in himself.

The two horses were running side by side on the white and flawless snow, and the wider plains in the distance had never been trodden by anyone.

The horses circled halfway up the hillside and looked down at the training ground of the Beida Camp. Hearing that the Son of Heaven and Ming Ci were coming more and more, all the horses had already been lined up in the center of the field, ready to go, silently looking up at the two high ground. The figure, one high and one low, one white and one black.

They had received orders from the Marquis of Wu'an before, and today they should not be allowed to come out of the closed-door camp, but the admiral led the group training, the group training led the commander, the commander led the centurion, and everyone was standing silently in the area. Above the snowfield, he silently saluted the two of them.

Rao Shijizheng is no longer fond of powerful forces, and is also infected by this atmosphere.

"Sir, do you want it?" Mingci asked softly.

This sentence was said too lightly, Ji Zheng stared at him, unimaginable, Ming Ci Yue taught him to be the emperor, taught him to shoot arrows, taught him to ride horses, gave him secret guards, gave him a deer, gave him He himself, and now even Dayan's military power, dares to easily promise.

He turned his head again, and looked at the group of Marquis of Wu'an who were not far or near by the hillside behind him, without saying a word.

"Do you still remember the day when you fell into the water, someone threw something on the bridge and caused the ice surface to break?"

Ji Zheng was startled, "Is it also Gu Congtian?"

"The winter solstice banquet is crowded, and this minister does not dare to speak falsely." Ming Ci Yue shook his head, "But it was a coincidence that the saint appeared there that day. Who could have predicted in advance and prepared heavy things to wait?"

"I didn't come for me, I just wanted to throw things away, but accidentally or incidentally let me fall into the water?"

Ming Ci Yue didn't answer him directly, "Has the sage tried to salvage heavy objects from submerged water?" He paused and said, "My minister has fetched it, but I haven't found anything, but at this time, the sage might as well make a big noise and salvage it. once."

"Is this battle inevitable?"

Mingci nodded.

Ming Ci Yue has found the murderer and assassin, salvaged the dead weapon, what else did he do? Ji Zheng didn't know, his cold sweat leaked out slightly, it was hard to imagine how much Ming Ci Yue had prepared.

Doing so much, it really is for...

The better Ming Ci seemed to be aware of something, he could turn over and dismount, and knelt on top of the vast snow field in black clothes.

The voice was a little low: "It's the minister who is stupid, guessing the Sacred Heart, thinking that the Sage will like the military power..."

"As long as the sage wants it, the ministers will bring it for the sage."

Whether it is military power, territory, or even... as a person, as long as the Holy One wants, as long as the Holy One does not dislike it.

Ji Zheng blinked, having difficulty breathing, and then it became more difficult for him to speak, "What the minister wants is not the throne, so can you not be afraid of the minister, don't push the minister away, and don't..." Don't leave a dragon chair alone Throw it to the minister.

This is too explicit, too direct.

Ji Zheng suddenly realized, how could someone who is as smart as Ming Ci couldn't guess his intentions all along.

He looked down at Ming Ciyue, opened his mouth slowly, his voice was small, and became extremely twisted, "I like everything from Uncle Huang, and I will accept everything from Uncle Huang, it's just your loyalty... I don't want it, so don't kneel to me again in the future."

The more Mingci heard the sound, he got up, and at a distance of one and a half heads from Ji Zheng, quietly looked at him on the horse.

"Uncle Huang, Zhen ... I have to tell you one thing. After you know it, you can choose to stay or go by yourself."

"Ming Ci Yue, I'll give you back your freedom."

Ming Ci Yue hurriedly said: "Chen no..." Ji Zheng covered his mouth immediately, "Shh, don't speak, I'm afraid you will regret it after listening to it."

Ji Zheng stared at himself in Ming Ciyue's pupils, "I'm not...cough."

The pony under the seat suddenly began to shake violently, Ji Zheng coughed several times, stomach cramps, nausea, unbearable vomiting, and a fishy smell.

"Your Highness?" Ming Ci Yue was taken aback by him, looking at the person in front of him with a dazed face, a little absent-minded, coughing red at the corners of his eyes, and two milky white liquids hanging slightly on his lips.

He wiped Ji Zheng's lips, "Are you overflowing?"

Ji Zheng suddenly returned to his senses, wiped the corners of his lips, and the milk that he had just drank was overflowing. He took a deep breath and felt more overflowing.

Ming Ci Yue is helping him wipe milk? ! No, Ming Ci is helping him wipe the dirt!

Ji Zheng was so ashamed and angry, her face was blushing, and she wanted to commit suicide on the spot! Piansheng Mingciyue was like taking care of a newborn who spit up milk, wrapping him in his arms, helping him to smooth his back, a little bit of milk, and the milk oozing from the corners of his lips could not be suppressed.

Ancient medicine was underdeveloped, and there was no habit of drinking milk often. I only saw newborns spit up milk. I didn’t know that adults would also have lactose intolerance.

After a long while, the man above his head said worriedly, "It doesn't matter, only the minister sees it, and no one will know."

Ji Zheng: …

He angrily bowed his words and punched, and wanted to die even more.

Ji Zheng was in Ming Ciyue's arms, and when he turned around, he saw Gu Congyun's horseshoe spinning not far away, and he suddenly understood why Gu Congyun was so surprised when he saw him drinking milk tea.

No wonder Gu Congyun doubted his identity. Gu Congyun must have known that the original owner's body was not suitable for drinking milk, nor did he know how to drink milk at all.

In other words, how could an adult not even understand the trivial matter of drinking milk?

It's such a horrible show.

The Marquis of Wu'an was not far away, looking at him suspiciously.

If I vomit again, I'm afraid it will be exposed...

The author has something to say: Uncle Huang: Lord, do you want it?

Little Emperor: I like everything from my uncle, and I will accept everything from my uncle

Uncle: Oh, is it?

In the next chapter, help the little emperor to stop milk orz

Spitting up is a scientific study of human medicine, aiming to spread the common sense of modern physiology in ancient times.

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