Chapter 8: mutiny

The content in this book is quite explicit.
What kind of love a-i'a-i, you Lennon Lennon, the big man Bai Luoluo who sees the meat show has red ears and red ears. He read it roughly and closed the book.
As soon as the book closed, Bai Luoluo glanced at the author's name on the spine. It's okay not to look at it. He was furious at the first sight. The author knew him—that is, the son of Xia Baifeng who wanted to take away Jiu Jiu that day.
Bai Luoluo: "..." Don't offend cultural people.
When Jiu Jiu saw Bai Luoluo's face very strange, he asked, "Master, what's wrong with this book?"
Bai Luoluo glanced at Jiuyi for a moment, thinking that there was nothing wrong with it, that you were caught by me in it. But he still didn't try to stimulate his lovely sister-in-law, just shook his head and said nothing, and then took the words into his arms.
卯 Jiu saw Bai Luoluo didn't want to say, and no longer asked more, but the voice of Mr. Storyteller in the lobby of the restaurant became louder and louder, so that Bai Luoluo's face had not cooled down.
Fortunately, Xiao Er delivered the wine and food in time, which only slightly eased the embarrassment.
Wine is good wine, and the taste of the dishes is also good, but Bai Luoluo eats, but his mind is full of the pictures that I just saw in the book, and I did n’t dare to look at Jiuyiyi at last.
Wu Jiu looked at the crimson color floating on his own white jade-like face, but he did not know whether it was because he was embarrassed by reading the book or was simply overwhelming.
The hot wine went down, and Bai Luoluo untied the cloak, holding his chin and squinting his eyes to listen to the storytelling story downstairs.
The storyteller happened to say that the nobleman had dared to rescue the servant from the guillotine and rescued the servant from the guillotine. There was a good cry from the audience, and some people gave copper as a reward.
Bai Luoluo thought that if I was young, I would definitely go up to find this person with a moving brick ...
After listening to a play in the restaurant, I heard all the gas in my stomach. Bai Luoluo hummed and drank half a pot of wine, and even more hummingly said he was going back.
Wu Jiu stood up and said lowly, "It's cold outside, let's put on the coat."
Bai Luoluo said, "I have a strong righteousness, and I'm afraid of cold ?!"
Wu Jiu: "..."
So Bai Luoluo was hot-headed, and he strongly rejected Jun Jiu's suggestion. He insisted on using the righteousness to guard against the cold, and then walked to the door of the Wangfu without a coat. It was found that even the tip of the nose was freezing hard.
When the housekeeper came out, he saw Bai Luoluo holding hands, shrugging his shoulders, walking next to Jiu Jiu, and the image of the frozen straight Yan almost did not respond to who was the guard and who was the king.
"My grandfather." The housekeeper was distressed, and quickly put Bai Luoluo into the room, saying, "Where is the coat? Why come back in this way?"
Bai Luoluo said while he was not cold.
The steward suspected that his father ’s head was frozen, so he turned around and reprimanded Jiuyi for a meal, saying how he could make troubles with his father.
Wu Jiu lowered his head and was trained, and did not refute anything.
Bai Luoluo said: "It's none of his business, it's me"
The steward said, "Master, on such a cold day, be careful not to get sick!"
He said to hurriedly get someone to prepare the stove and soup, and then put Bai Luo Rossi under the bed.
I drank soup and went into the bed. The frozen wine just now came up again, and Bai Luoluo slumbered over.
Seeing this, the housekeeper glanced at Jiuyi and sighed, "You wait for Wang Ye to change clothes, remember not to freeze, this is going to be a New Year, and it's ill to be sick."
He nodded at nine.
The eyes of the housekeeper looking at Jiu Jiu and Bai Luoluo were quite complicated, and they seemed to be wondering, what exactly was the charm of this Jiu Jiu, and his grandfather suddenly changed his temper.
After the housekeeper went out, Yan Jiu bowed his head and changed Bai Luoluo.
However, as soon as the clothes outside were taken off, Jiu Jiu saw the textbook of Bai Luoluosei in his robe. He hesitated a little and put the textbook beside the bed.
Take off Bai Luoluo's snow-wet clothes, change to warmer pajamas, wrap him tightly with a quilt, and finally heat up the stove in the room.
After completing all this, Bai Luoluo idled down, he sat in the middle of the room, watching the room where the fire was reflected into oranges, slowly got up and walked to Bai Luoluo, bent down, and squeezed the words into his hands .
The textbook is not thick, but the content is very rich. In fact, Jiu Jiu has read a lot of textbooks in Bai Luoluo's study, but this one is different from other textbooks.
This story is about the two men falling in love.
One master and one servant, the plot is wonderful, and the content is fragrant, and Jiu Jiu flipped through it quickly, and then almost remembered the entire content of the script in his mind.
After reading the textbook, Yan Jiu looked at Bai Luoluo's eyes and seemed to have something else. He hesitated for a moment, or took the words into his arms ...
Bai Luoluo felt uncomfortable. When he woke up, his nose was blocked and his throat hurt. The whole person seemed to be packed in a huge plastic bag, and even the world was blurred.
"Woohoo system, am I blind? How do I see things are vague?" Bai Luoluo cried the system.
The system checked it, and then spit out a sentence coldly: "Eyes."
Bai Luoluo: "Oh, so oh."
system:"……"
Bai Luoluo reached out and rubbed his eyes, dying aloud.
Wu Jiu just came in from the outside with a basin of hot water in his hand. When he saw that Bai Luoluo was awake, he called out, "Master."
Bai Luoluo said with a dumb voice, "I'm so upset."
The voice sounded like a male duck, and those who didn't know could have thought that Bai Luoluo called all night yesterday.
Jiu Jiu hurry up and touched Bai Luoluo's forehead, and said, "No fever, I'll call the doctor, master, put on your clothes first."
Bai Luoluo dressed him under the guidance of Jiu Jiu, and his expression was very dull all the time. If he drools at the corner of his mouth, it will be a standard mentally retarded child.
Yanjiu dressed Bai Luoluo and hurried out, leading the doctor a short time later.
This doctor was the imperial doctor that the emperor gave to Bai Luoluo. When he was young, he saw a big doctor. He was considered an elder of Bai Luoluo. He usually respected him.
The doctor saw that Bai Luoluo was a little sick, and frowned, "How did you get the cold?"
He Jiudao said, "I went out with Wang Ye to go shopping yesterday. When I returned, Wang Ye didn't wear a coat, so it was frozen."
The doctor said, "Isn't this bullshit? In such a cold day, don't wear a coat?"
Jiu Jiu said nothing.
However, the doctor also knew that his own grandfather was wayward and could not be intervened by outsiders, so he sighed: "It should be advised or persuaded, this is going to be a New Year, and it is suddenly cold ..."
卯 Nine nodded and said yes.
Bai Luoluo fully understood what is called Mo , was hacked by thunder. His socialism is so upright and righteous that it doesn't work in the cold wind. It is necessary to catch a cold and to take medicine.
The worst thing is that ancient times are not like modern times. It is good to have a cold and get a needle. In the ancient times, the cold is not a trivial disease. A pneumonia that is not good enough to cause people may die.
Bai Luoluo was lifted from the bed by Jiu Jiu like a noodle, and then a bowl of black and bitter medicine was put in front of him.
Twenty-nine said, "Master Wang has taken medicine."
Bai Luoluo said nothing, closed his eyes and pretended he was asleep.
Twenty-nine said, "Master, take medicine."
Bai Luoluo continued to pretend to sleep.
Jiu Jiu was silent for a moment, then came quietly: "Master, Hao Ran is righteous and can't cure the disease."
Bai Luoluo: "..." OK, don't say it, can I drink it?
Forced by Jiu Jiu to open his eyes, Bai Luoluo drank the Chinese medicine that was so painful to his heart and showed the expression of eating shit. "Why is this medicine so bitter?"
With a smile in his eyes, Jiu Jiu said, "The emperor learned the news of your illness, so the doctor added a lot of Huanglian to the medicine ..."
Bai Luoluo: "..." My brother loves me again.
Jiu Jiu said, "Also said that since you like to drink medicine, you only need to drink once ..."
Bai Luoluo's tears finally fell. He did not expect that when his illness was most vulnerable, his beloved Jiu Jiu and his beloved brother actually stepped up a few feet.
After drinking the medicine for a few days, Bai Luoluo was a little confused, and when he saw Jiu Jiu, he felt a bitter tongue.
The housekeeper made a trip during this time and asked the tailor to measure Bai Luoluo, saying that the emperor had given a lot of things down, there were some good materials in it, and he was going to make some clothes for Bai Luoluo.
Bai Luoluo said, "I also made a few sets for Yanjiu."
The steward was not surprised when he heard the words, and nodded obediently.
Wang Ye wants to spoil people, that is definitely to spoil people. The steward still remembers that his grandfather once fell in love with an exotic dancer. When the two were in love, he even spent a lot of money and even bought the most luxurious theater in the city for her pleasure. The dancer was no big or small to Lord Wang, and he had no respect for him, but Lord Wang never seemed to take it to heart. At that time, everyone thought that the king had fallen into it, thinking that the dancers might become the princesses in the future palace-even the dancers themselves thought so.
However, when it comes to love, it is still possible to get away with it.
When Wang Ye's enthusiasm faded, his ruthlessness was also chilling.
After the relationship faded, he sold the dancer without hesitation. Even if she cried and begged in front of herself, she did not move at all.
The dancing girl cried and asked him if he liked her at the beginning. The Lord nodded and said seriously, "I like it."
"What about now, then now, don't you like me now?" The dancing girl cried in despair.
Wang pointed the desktop with his finger, then smiled, and said, "I really like it when I like you, I don't like it, and I really don't like it."
How ruthless, the dancer looked dead like that.
The housekeeper was also present when dealing with these matters. Although he had a little sympathy for the woman, he would not do anything for him. Because this is not the first time this has happened.
Wang Ye is affectionate and ruthless. His reputation is known all over the world, but there are still foolish men and women who are willing to moths to catch fire, thinking that he can call back the true heart of the prodigal son.
But in the end, is there any truth in Wang Ye, no one knows.
Because of this, even though Wang Ye was so gentle with Jiu Jiu, no one else took it to heart--who knows how long Wang Ye ’s popularity has been?
Jiu Jiu is just a shadow guard, or a man, with Yuan Feiyan's temperament, I am afraid it will never be petted for too long. At that time, everyone around Bai Luoluo thought so, so no one else thought about the future.
Bai Luoluo's disease lasted for half a month, and he did not see it until the New Year's Eve.
On the New Year's Day, a grand banquet was held in the palace, singing and dancing, acrobatics, and various wonderful programs were presented in the most perfect manner in front of the Holy Spirit.
Bai Luoluo wrapped himself like a ball, sitting in a group of people drinking.
The royal banquet was not as good as he imagined. Meals had to wait for the emperor to move first. In addition, the weather was cold, and the dishes were almost always cold.
Bai Luoluo's appetite is not good, and he has no appetite. Fortunately, the performance is good. He is drinking and watching the program.
I have to say that this ancient beauty has an ancient charm, so it looks quite flavorful.
The queen and queen were sitting beside her, but his mood didn't seem to be so good. After appreciating things, he didn't talk much, but he kept drinking like Bai Luoluo.
After the show, there was a firework show.
The fireworks in this world are extremely beautiful, and the big ones explode in the night sky, making the atmosphere particularly lively.
Bai Luoluo stood not far from the emperor, looking at the night sky above his head, his eyes were full of smiles.
"Like?" The emperor's voice rang beside Bai Luoluo.
"Like," said Bai Luoluo.
The emperor coughed a few times, reached out and patted Bai Luoluo's shoulder, and said, "You're not too young, it's time to take care of the fun."
Bai Luoluo smiled and nodded.
The emperor said, "Well, I recently heard that the words of you and your guards are being spread on the rivers and lakes?"
The smile on Bai Luoluo's face froze.
The emperor said, "Already watched?"
Bai Luoluo: "..."
When the emperor saw the expression on Bai Luoluo's face, he almost guessed things by seven or eight points, and nodded: "It's a good thing to write, it's very interesting."
Bai Luoluo was speechless, and he hesitated for a long time before saying: "Brother, I don't mean that to him."
The emperor heard the words, "Don't have that mind for him? Then tell me, what do you keep him by your side?"
Bai Luoluo: "..."
When the emperor saw that Bai Luoluo couldn't answer, he sighed again and said, "You still don't grow up."
Bai Luoluo has the feeling that he is a son being trained by his father.
Another firework exploded in the sky, and neither the emperor nor Bai Luoluo spoke.
In the evening after New Year's Eve, there was another light snow. It was already early in the morning when Bai Luoluo returned to the house. He was in a carriage and whispered into the room.
The stove in the room was still burning. Bai Luoluo pushed in the door and saw Yan Jiu sitting at the table reading.
Bai Luoluo said, "You haven't slept so late?"
He Jiu said quietly, "Master, happy new year."
Bai Luoluo looked at Jiu Jiu's unclear face in the light of fire, his heart moved slightly, and he smiled, "Happy New Year."
Although there was no expression on Yan Jiu's face, no one could see the pleasant taste from his soft eyes. He came over and slowly stretched out the thin snow on Bai Luoluo's shoulder, saying: " Go to bed early. "
Bai Luoluo grasped Jiu Jiu's hand.
卯 Nine slightly for a moment.
Bai Luoluo felt the coldness of his hand dipped into the bone, how could it not look like he was always warming in the room, he hesitated: "Yanjiu ... your hand"
Jiu Jiu smiled: "Don't worry, I just have a cold."
When Bai Luoluo heard the words, he didn't think too much. After muttering a few words, he went to wash and sleep.
The ancient New Year is very particular about what to do on the first day, the second day and the third day. Although Bai Luoluo had a bad cold, he had to follow the rules. So before it was dawning, the steward picked up from the bed and got dressed in a carriage.
The ancestor of the first ancestors was very particular about what to eat and wear. Bai Luoluo performed the ceremony in accordance with the rules. He should have been waiting in the temple with the crowd, but he heard the emperor tell him to go to rest.
Everyone else was surprised when they heard the emperor's instructions, but the emperor said lightly: "You are sick, don't let your body get tired, go home and rest early."
Although the emperor favors his brother, everyone knows it, but it has never been so obvious as it is today.
Bai Luoluo was also a little flattered, and quit a few words, seeing the emperor's resolute attitude, he obediently returned.
He sat on the carriage and asked the system why the emperor suddenly treated him so well.
The system said, "Maybe it's too cold and your brain is frozen."
Bai Luoluo: "..."
Bai Luoluo found that this system of speaking is becoming more and more blocking people, basically speaking three sentences can stop him speechless. He thought about it and thought that the next world would be another system ...
When Bai Luoluo returned to the house by carriage, he didn't think much about it. However, when he returned to the house, he just picked up a cup of hot tea, and heard that the steward came pale and hurriedly, saying: "Master, something bad! "
For the first time, Bai Luoluo saw his housekeeper panic like this, wondering: "What's wrong?"
The steward knelt down and trembled, "The King of Letters-Mutiny!"
"What ?!" Bai Luoluo's tea cup fell directly to the ground, his eyes glaring, his eyes were incredible, "What did you say?"
"The King Xinbing has changed!" The steward was full of cold sweat, he said, "Now the soldiers are surrounded by the palace!"
Bai Luoluo said, "Where is Yu Linwei?"
Housekeeper said: "I don't know ..."
This storyline never appeared in the original world line. In the original world line, King Xin was trapped. At the age of thirty, he was found by a saint today and his head was cut off.
Now King Xin is exactly twenty-nine, and there are still a few days before being beheaded, but Bai Luoluo really can't understand why he suddenly mutinized.
As soon as the housekeeper reported the news to Bai Luoluo, there was a noise at the door.
Bai Luoluo got up and walked over, but saw a face that had been seen a few times-this person is a doorman of the King of Faith. It is logical that the King of Faith was banned and all the doormen should be demobilized. Today he appeared with his soldier Here, it is confirmed that the words of the steward are true.
"His Royal Highness Su." The man saluted to Bai Luoluo.
Bai Luoluo frowned and looked at him: "What do you mean?"
The man smiled and said, "Today in the King City will be more chaotic. My master is afraid that someone will hurt the King Su, so he sent his subordinates to protect His King."
Talking about protection, in fact everyone knows what to do.
Bai Luoluo looked at him, his expression cooled down.
The doorman didn't care, just a wave of his hand, and the guard behind him let the water around Bai Luoluo's royal palace unblocked.
Bai Luoluo looked at him coldly, and the man didn't mind. He smiled and turned around.
Bai Luoluo looked at his back and developed a very bad feeling.
As soon as the doorman left, Bai Luoluo asked the system what was going on.
The system said, "I'm not clear about the truth."
Bai Luoluo said, "I don't think you make sense at all ..."
The system said, "Look, everything is done by you. I don't know anything. You still ask me."
Bai Luoluo said, "So what do I want you to do?"
The system says, "I can chat with you!"
Bai Luoluo said, "I can still chat with Jiu Jiu!"
The system said, "But he dare not scold you."
Bai Luoluo: "..." What you said is so reasonable, I don't know how to return.
Bai Luoluo was silent for a while, and found himself crooked by the system. However, when he was doing pre-travel training in the community and bureau, the instructor did talk about this problem. The general meaning of the mentor is that the world line of each world may change due to the actions of the traversers. Some changes are good, and some changes are bad. Do n’t worry when you encounter these changes. You will find that-you have a 10% chance to survive.
At the time, Bai Luoluo asked the mentor after the lesson, and said that there was only a 10% chance to survive, so what about the remaining 90%?
His mentor's eyes were kind and his words softly answered his question: "Stupid child, of course, the remaining ninety percent is weirdly dead."
Bai Luoluo was shocked by the bizarre adjective, thinking that he had heard the content after hallucination, but when he responded, his instructor had drifted away.
Now thinking about it, his mentor didn't really scare him.
Bai Luoluo thought about his last world, and thought that the work was quite simple. He did not expect that the second world would be so great.
Bai Luoluo was sullen for a while, and he asked the system for a moment, and he said, "If you are burned to death for a three-day holiday, what if you get beheaded?"
The system said, "Two days."
Bai Luoluo said, "Drink?"
The system said, "Two days."
Bai Luoluo said, "Hang?"
The system said, "Two days."
Bai Luoluo said, "Ling Chi?"
The system said: "This is miserable, four days."
After asking a few words, Bai Luoluo's face became increasingly white, and he found one thing ... It seems that every system of death he said has been prepared. Does this mean that someone has died like this before? ?
The system seems to be aware of the change in Bai Luoluo's mentality, and gently comforted a few words, saying you go with peace of mind, he can shield the pain.
Bai Luoluo: "..." Should he think about how to transfer back to the Social Security Bureau when he returns.