Perhaps because of Di Xin's identity and the oppressive force exuded from his body, the surroundings were so quiet that they could be clearly heard as if a thin needle had fallen.In such a dead and tense atmosphere, the click of the tall storyteller's neck being choked was transmitted very clearly into the eardrums of everyone below.He didn't expect that the king of Shang would really kill people so carelessly, and at the same time he was shocked, and his heart became more and more restless, lest the next person to be killed would be himself.Looking at the storyteller who was thrown on the ground by the king of Shang at will, these people all had pale faces and clear lips, and they were going to regret their death at this moment, and they kept secretly scolding themselves in their hearts for why they came here so desperately to listen to the story of the allusion of the king of Shang and Su Daji, and even the trend in this story was extremely unfavorable to Chaoge.The more they thought about it, the more they couldn't control the trembling of their whole bodies, especially when the Shang King's gaze swept towards them, they only felt as if they had been deeply scratched by a knife on their cheeks, and there was a burning pain.If they could, they would have fled the land of right and wrong at once, and returned to their homes to hide in bedding.Fu Zhenhong glanced at the panicked looks of these listeners, and only felt that these people were timid and pitiful, in fact, these people themselves were not wrong, listening to books in their spare time, satisfying their curiosity, and passing the time was understandable, but the bad thing was that they listened to stories that they shouldn't have heard, and they happened to be designed by someone with a heart, so that Di Xin could also hear them.Fu Zhenhong glanced at the tall storyteller who was thrown on the ground by Di Xin and died, he was also a little surprised that Di Xin really killed this person, still knowing that this was a bureau.It's just arrogant to the extreme.It is also a perfect interpretation of the killing decisiveness and absolute arrogance of the noble person who was born.This is Di Xin's maintenance of Su Daji, which cannot be delayed, let alone doubted.Fu Zhenhong laughed softly, such a Di Xin has an eye-catching handsomeness, and it shows the arrogance of the king to the fullest.It seemed that he could sense the smile on Fu Zhenhong's face through the veil on the hat, and Di Xin also hooked the corners of his lips and responded with a smile.Fu Zhenhong took out the handkerchief she was carrying, lifted Di Xin's hand that broke the neck of the tall storyteller, and then carefully wiped Di Xin with a handkerchief.When Fu Zhenhong wiped Di Xin's fingers, Di Xin didn't speak, just quietly lowered his eyes and looked at the man in red in front of him.Fu Zhenhong's wiping movements were very gentle, and Di Xin's eyes looking at him were also extremely gentle.There seems to be a unique magnetic field between the two that is not disturbed by anyone, and they are like the most suitable soulmates for each other.I can be your enemy of the world, and you will stand by my side without hesitation when I am betrayed by others.I defend you and give you blatant favoritism.You also understand me, understand my arrogance and uninhibitedness, understand my way of doing things and refusing to obey the rules.After Fu Zhenhong wiped the non-existent dust for Di Xin, Di Xin took the first step to hold Fu Zhenhong when he was about to withdraw his hand."
Daji, it's rare for a widow to take you out of the palace to play, but I didn't expect you to encounter such an unfortunate thing."
After Di Xin finished speaking, he glanced at the audience below.Those who were swept by his eyes hung their heads in horror, their bodies trembled even more, and those who had little ability to bear it even almost "peed" their pants.Fu Zhenhong was not in the mood to stay here, he held Di Xin's hand back, and interlocked with Di Xin's fingers as if no one was around, "Let's go, let's go back." ”Di Xin nodded, "Okay." ”When the people below heard this, they thought that Di Xin would not pursue them, and as soon as they breathed a sigh of relief, they heard Di Xin's voice turn, "No..."
Suddenly, their ears tightened, and their hearts instantly rose to their throats and eyes."
Don't hand it to Fu Zhenhong.Fu Zhenhong didn't answer immediately, but pursed her lips and thought.Seeing this, these people below all cried and mourned, thinking that this time it must be a catastrophe, knowing that they heard that although Su Daji's beauty is absolutely beautiful, the country and the city, but the "temperament" is very vicious and ruthless, and the cannon burning punishment just implemented the day before yesterday was thought up by Su Daji.Right now, the king of Shang has handed over their power of life and death to this Su Daji, and they are afraid that they will become the first batch of people to be punished by cannon branding.In the end, these people couldn't help but close their eyes, as if they were waiting for the imminent death penalty.However, to someone's surprise, in the next second, they heard from Su Daji's words that there was room to go around: "The king can bring this short storyteller back to the palace for interrogation, as for the others, ......"
Speaking of this, Fu Zhenhong paused slightly, as if thinking of something, and continued: "King, isn't Lutai under construction, it is better to add these people to the list of the construction of this Nandan platform." ”When everyone heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.As long as it's not a death penalty, it's already a good result.Now it's up to the Shang King to respond.Di Xin said: "Daji, the widow will follow your words." ”Hearing Di Xin's reply, the big stone that had been hanging in the bottom of the hearts of these people below finally fell, and after escaping, they were afraid for a while, and their feelings were also quite complicated.Su Daji, it seems that she is not as cruel and unreasonable as rumored?
And the voice that came from under the hat was very good, it was a kind of pleasant ear that was neither high nor low, gently and slowly, and the right "bewilderment" people, and when it fell into the ears of people, there was a tingling sensation that made people's eardrums itch.Perhaps because they knew that their "life" was worry-free, these people quietly raised their eyes and peeked at the man in red on the stage, wanting to take a look at this Su Daji.Because the height of the stands is about half a meter, the difference in angle makes some people below faintly see Fu Zhenhong's half-cut chin when they raise their eyes.Although they didn't see the whole picture, just by relying on the small white jade chin that was "exposed", they could already imagine how beautiful the covered face was, perhaps more beautiful than those immortals in the sky.It is rumored that Su Daji was transformed by a monster that eats people's hearts, and she came specifically to "confuse" and "confuse" the Shang King, and before that, they had always believed in this rumor, but what happened today made them shaken in their hearts, and they also vaguely understood why the Shang King was so fond of this man.Su Daji, this beauty who seems to have a different kind of "bewilderment" even with a strand of hair, is infinitely favored, but it is actually not so incomprehensible.The eyes of these people below who spied on Fu Zhenhong's face made Di Xin frown, his lips twitched, and he was about to speak, but Fu Zhenhong pinched Di Xin's fingers and said once: "Let's go, we should go back to the palace." ”Di Xin stared at Fu Zhenhong for a second, and finally nodded without saying anything.After returning to the palace, Di Xin immediately sent someone to seal down the inn, the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper were temporarily detained, and the short storyteller was imprisoned in the palace.As for the audience in the audience, they were all added to the list of building Lutai, and they had to pick up the tools to start work on the second day.Because he wanted to find out who was behind the storyteller, Yi Dixin didn't stay in Fu Zhenhong's Chen Yuan for long, he asked Cui Kite to bring the white cat to Fu Zhenhong to relieve his boredom, and then went to the prison, intending to interrogate the short storyteller in person.Di Xin should have guessed that the identity of the initiator behind this storyteller is not simple, and it may even involve some magic powers, which are not directly handed over to trusted people under his hands for interrogation as before.After Di Xin left, Fu Zhenhong glanced at the white cat that was hugged by the emerald kite, and motioned for the emerald kite to put the white cat on the wooden bench."
Does this cat eat?"
Fu Zhenhong asked Cui Kite casually.The emerald kite replied truthfully: "The slave and maid fed it some pastries while she was taking care of it. ”"Well," Fu Zhenhong said to the emerald kite, "you go down first." ”Cui Kite knew that her master didn't like to have others by her side, so she nodded and stepped back lightly.At this moment, only Fu Zhenhong and Bai Yi Kao were left in the spacious room.Being alone with Su Daji made Bo Yi Kao a little inexplicably nervous, especially the more silent the atmosphere, the stronger this feeling became.He knew that Su Daji and Di Xin were out of the palace today, but he didn't know what had happened to both of them outside the palace.He is now in the body of a cat, and even if he is a little curious, it is impossible to ask out loud.And Fu Zhenhong didn't speak, he just glanced at Bo Yi Kao lightly, and then took care of the game of chess he had played with Di Xin before.For a moment, the room was so quiet that there was only the faint sound of chess pieces falling on the board.Bo Yi Kao looked at Su Daji, who was lowering his eyes and paying full attention to the chessboard, it was not his illusion, but Su Daji looked at him with a sigh that seemed to be clear for a moment.What is the reason for Su Daji's understanding?
What does he know?
This kind of unknown consciousness made Bo Yi Kao a little flustered, and he had too many doubts in his heart about Su Daji.Although Fu Zhenhong didn't look at Bo Yi Kao, he noticed Bo Yi Kao's emotions, but he didn't give Bo Yi Kao any response and answer, his eyes were fixed on the chessboard, but what he was thinking about was what happened in the inn today.The two storytellers behaved too abnormally, especially the tall storyteller, as if they had been completely brainwashed, and it would not have been possible to achieve such a good effect if it was just simple human speech.Fu Zhenhong originally wanted to find out if the tall storyteller's body had been stricken, but before he could do so, Di Xin would break that person's neck.Thinking of Di Xin, Fu Zhenhong's mind came up with what Di Xin said.Originally, Fu Zhenhong didn't sigh so much, but after seeing Bo Yi Kao, he thought of the other party's indifference and calmness of not fearing death in accordance with his fate, and thought about Di Xin's rebellion of not believing in gods and even less believing in heavenly cause and effect.These two people are like two extremes.Or to be more precise, when compared to the people here, Dixin seems to be the opposite extreme.In the world of gods, perhaps Di Xin is the only one who does not recognize the mandate of heaven and is unwilling to submit to divine power.
[Xiaohong, will such a business king lose?
】The weak chicken system asked this question again.
[I don't know.] 】Fu Zhenhong's answer is still the same as before, there is no other reason, and no one can accurately explain it before the result of the matter comes out.Fu Zhenhong looked at the black and white pieces on the chessboard and put these chess pieces in their respective positions.Kuroko is like a song of the court, and Shiroko is Xiqi.If each chess piece represents a person, the ones in front of Heizi are Wen Taishi, Huang Feihu, Deng Jiugong, etc., as for Baizi's side, if there is no big change, there should be Yang Jian and Nezha and others.And the duel between the arts and the arts, is Shen Gongbao and Jiang Ziya.Fu Zhenhong put these chess pieces one by one, and in the end, when the chessboard was almost covered with chess pieces, and the chess game was still a draw, Fu Zhenhong took the last black and white pieces and put them on the chessboard.
[Xiaohong, who is the last white child?
】[Yuan Shi Tianzun, Yuqing. 】[What about sunspots?]
】[Me. 】[Eh?!!!
】The weak chicken system was shocked, [Are you standing in line?]
】[Not counted] Fu Zhenhong gave an ambiguous answer for the overly simple brain of the weak chicken system.In Fu Zhenhong's eyes, there has never been such a thing as standing in line and not standing in line, only a strategy that changes according to the change of the situation."
Master, it's time for dinner."
At this moment, the voice of the emerald kite sounded outside the room.When Fu Zhenhong heard this, she glanced at the sky outside the window, and before she knew it, it was already evening.After Cui Kite came in, before Fu Zhenhong asked her, Cui Kite took the initiative to reply: "Master, the king sent someone to tell you to eat first, and rest early after eating." ”Fu Zhenhong heard the meaning of this message, and asked in a light tone: "The king is with the national teacher?"
”"Yes, master," said the emerald kite, "the king and the national teacher are in the prison to interrogate the prisoner who was brought back today. ”Fu Zhenhong nodded, the short storyteller was not as obviously brainwashed as the tall storyteller, and it was not easy to find out if there were fluctuations in the body of the technique, and if he wanted to accurately find the real behind-the-scenes "" controller, Jin Di Xin and Shen Gongbao were afraid that they would have to discuss it tonight.Fu Zhenhong restrained her "color" and let the emerald kite pass on the food.After dinner, Fu Zhenhong read the script for a while, he flipped through it quickly, and it didn't take long to finish reading two books.By the time Fu Zhenhong saw the fifth book, the sky had completely darkened, he put down the script, asked Cui Kite to collect the collected folk books, and then went to the bath alone.When Fu Zhenhong returned to the room after bathing and changing clothes, he found that Bo Yikao in the form of a white cat was sitting on the edge of the chessboard, looking at Fu Zhenhong's chess pieces that covered the entire chessboard with his eyes down.His eyes were focused, as if he was carefully analyzing the chess game, perhaps because he was looking too seriously, he didn't even notice that Fu Zhenhong was coming.Fu Zhenhong clasped her arms with both hands, leaned on the doorpost, and said with interest: "Do you see something?"
”Suddenly rejuvenated from the game, he raised his head and looked towards the place where the sound had come from.After seeing Fu Zhenhong's clothes clearly, Bo Yi Kao's small white "color" fluffy "hair" ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.