Tyrant he always wants to hit me

Chapter 342 Kneeling is because of you!

After the spies left, Jingjing took the vinegar jar and walked towards the Imperial Garden with Wei Ying.

"Jingjing, tell me, how much courage does it take for a person to tear off the skin from his own face and put it on another person's face?"

"If you want me, you can't do it. You can't do it even if you die, but empress, even if Zhong Lisi wants to enter the palace, why did he change his face? Could it be that he wanted to silently guard Concubine Xuan?" Beside? Then tell me, does Concubine Xuan know that the little guard is her childhood sweetheart?"

Wei Ying frowned slightly, "How would I know?"

The two came to the flower field behind the rockery. At this time, "Zhong Lisi" just returned with a hoe.

Wei Ying took out the portrait and compared it with his face, the face was really different, a thought suddenly came to her mind.

Want to know if he is Zhong Lisi, and why he changed his face, it's actually very simple.

Make a human skin mask according to Zhong Lisi's face. If he is really Zhong Lisi, he will definitely have a big reaction when he sees that face. She only needs to observe in the dark, and she will know the truth.

"Mother, wait, I'll go and pour the vinegar on his face." Jingjing held the vinegar jar eager to try, but was dragged back by Wei Ying, "Who told you to bring the vinegar jar out?"

Jingjing didn't understand, so, "But ma'am, don't we want to know if he has agar on his face?"

"Yeah, so what?" Wei Ying squinted at her.

"So I just have to pretend to accidentally splash vinegar on her face, and see if his face turns blue, won't I know?"

"So what if he applied agar? People who have changed their face need to apply agar, so the person who has applied agar must have changed their face?" Wei Ying said angrily.

Jingjing was speechless.

"Go back. I have important things to do."

"Oh."

Jingjing was still curious about what she was going to do, but she didn't expect to see her seriously copying the "Diamond Sutra" when she returned to the dormitory, and said in surprise: "Your Majesty, you don't really intend to copy a hundred copies. Bar!"

Wei Ying gave her a white look, "Is your mother so stupid?"

The "Diamond Sutra" must be copied. Wei Ying could see that the old man was really angry this time. At this time, it would definitely be a dead end to confront the old man again, so now she can only be good-looking, and the old man will not be soft. Take it hard, if she is sensible, this matter will be over, but she will not be so stupid as to copy a hundred copies.

It took Wei Ying half an incense stick of time to finish copying one copy. Her hands were sore from exhaustion. If she really copied a hundred copies, she would be killed. She counted her fingers and handed the finished copy to Jingjing : "Secretly find a few palace people, take this thing and copy 32 copies. You will be given one tael of silver for one copy, and you will compare it when you pay. If there is a big difference in handwriting, you will not accept it. Go."

"But ma'am, didn't the king say that he wanted to copy a hundred copies?"

Wei Ying smiled slightly: "32 copies, one is not too many, one is not too much!"

"Oh."

The old man asked her to copy as a fine, but just to see her attitude of admitting her mistake. Even if she didn't eat or sleep, she couldn't copy a hundred copies. If she really handed in a hundred copies to her tomorrow, it must be a ghostwriter. One copy needs half a stick of incense, and besides eating and sleeping, she can copy more than 30 copies, so she simply handed in more than 30 copies, making him feel that she copied them honestly.

For the next two days, Wei Ying didn't leave the house at all, she ate, drank and slept in her room, read her script, and seeing that the time was almost up, she took the stack of papers and went to Zhaojun's study.

As the sun set, the slanting light fell on the floor from behind her.

The old man was sitting in front of the desk, she walked forward slowly, lowered her head and handed the stack of papers to him, "Here, copy it."

This scene seems somewhat familiar.

The old man glanced at her, took the stack of papers in her hand, nodded, and looked up at her, "Why did you only copy it 33 times?"

Wei Ying lowered her head and played with her fingers, and said pitifully, "I can only copy so many times, and I've copied it till now..."

"Come here." The old man took a slow breath.

Wei Ying walked up to him, and he suddenly took her hand, looked at it for a moment and his face changed slightly: "There are crumbs of pastry in the nails."

Wei Ying said, "Oh, I just ate a piece of pastry when I was hungry."

"How dare you lie!" The old man raised her hand, "Why did you copy the book for two days, and there is no trace of holding a pen on your hand?"

Wei Ying secretly exclaimed in her heart, the Tao is one foot taller than the devil.Looking up at him, his face was sullen, like black carbon.

"You still don't know where you are wrong!" Zhaojun sternly said, "Kneel down!"

"I don't kneel!" Wei Ying was also annoyed at this moment, and blurted out, "Why should I kneel?"

"You clearly know that the Kingdom of Shu is sowing discord with impure motives, and you still care about her so much, do you want to hug the official's thigh so much?" Wei Ying stared at him coldly.

"you……"

"What am I?" Wei Ying said confidently, "At that time you swore to me that from now on you would be mine alone, and now you are messing around, but I am the one who is at fault? Why should I kneel? If you want to kneel, you will kneel for me!" Wei Ying pointed at the floor and said domineeringly.

Zhaojun almost fainted from anger, pointed to the door and said, "Get lost!"

"Get out! Why should I care about you? Only ghosts care about you!" After speaking, Wei Ying turned and left.

When he left, he was chic and unrestrained, but when he turned around, he burst into tears.

He finally started to hate her, he hated her more and more.

The man looked up at the scorching sunset, but secretly sighed.

When will this girl whom he once doted on at the top of his heart grow up?Relying on those self-righteous little cleverness, relying on his favor to do whatever he wants, playing with him on applause, harming others, lying, being stubborn... When will these things stop?

Wei Ying sat on the roof with a jug of wine in her arms, and drank from dusk until the sky gradually darkened. A white figure jumped up and sat beside her.

"The injury on your body hasn't fully healed yet, it's not suitable for drinking at this time." Murong Yun said lightly.

"Never mind him!" Wei Ying said, picking up the bowl and taking another big gulp.

"Did you quarrel with the king?" Murong Yun asked curiously.

"how do you know?"

"Today, all the palace servants in Qianqing Palace were punished." Murong Yun said.

Wei Ying sneered: "He will take his anger out on others, he really is a tyrant."

Murong Yun smiled, "It's not like you don't know."

"Wei State, there has been some turmoil recently." After a pause, Murong Yun said seriously.

"what happened?"

"The whereabouts of Queen Wei is unknown, and a group of ministers headed by the Zhuge family began to rebel against King Wei in the court. The situation of King Wei is worrying. I am afraid that there will be a mutiny in the Wei Parliament."

Wei Ying's expression became complicated, she suddenly thought of something, and said coldly to Murong Yun, "Tell me the truth, where is Zhuge Ying?"

(End of this chapter)