Volume 1, Chapter 118 Tell a story?
As soon as I returned to the house, several little guys ran towards me.
Ye Tingmu stroked the little heads of Jinghong and Guanqi, one in each hand, and asked softly, "Have you eaten?"
Jinghong said: "I have eaten it a long time ago."
Guan Qi also squinted his eyes and nodded repeatedly.
After a while.
Then a maid came over with the prepared midnight snack.
Qingfeng, who was lying on the couch, jumped up at the smell of food. At this moment, his agility was no less than Ye Tingmu.
He hurried towards the dining table.
Zhou Heisan said in a bored tone: "Qingfeng, didn't you just eat?"
Qingfeng glared at him.
"What's the harm in eating one more meal? My stomach is not unable to handle it."
Zhou Heisan wisely shut his mouth.
The few of them had dinner again.
Dongfang Qingzhu took Hua Zhilu to his boudoir.
Zhou Heisan also went out, saying that he was going to feed Dahei.
As for Yue Mingfeng, he was still waving his sword in the courtyard.
There was a sound of sword clanging... clanging... clanging...
Ye Tingmu shouted through the window, "Jifeng."
"What is it?"
Yue Mingfeng said coldly without even turning his head.
"Can you practice somewhere else? We need to go to bed."
"Yes." Then he jumped out of the courtyard as light as a swallow.
Ye Tingmu had just closed the doors and windows and walked towards the little guys' room, yawning.
At this time, several people had already lain down, with anticipation in their eyes.
They are looking forward to what kind of stories the big brother will tell them today.
Under the expectant gazes of several people, Ye Tingmu found a seat and sat down.
Then he said, "Today we will change the style and tell you about the Xuanwu Gate Incident."
Qingfeng became interested, raised his round head, and asked in confusion: "Brother, what is this story mainly about?"
No wonder he was so confused. It was really the name of the story that sounded too serious.
Naturally, the others felt the same way.
Regarding Xuanwu, they had only heard the secrets that had to be told between Xuanwu and Baihu.
But I never heard anything else.
Ye Tingmu cleaned the mulberry leaves.
"It is said that in ancient Daxia, there was a dynasty called Datang, and the emperor of Datang had three sons."
Ye Tingmu spoke very seriously.
When talking about the fratricide, he would subconsciously look at Feng He with his peripheral vision.
However, Feng He's face never showed any unnecessary expression.
Maybe the story was too boring, just like the book, the little guys fell asleep soon.
Only the sound of heavy breathing echoed in the room along with his voice.
Feng He gradually became dazed, and when he looked at Ye Tingmu, there was finally a hint of surprise in his expression.
However, it was not the story itself that brought about the change in him, but his elder brother's abnormal behavior today that made him a little confused.
In the past, when the eldest brother saw that the people watching the chess game fell asleep, he would not continue to talk. What happened today? From the sound of his tone, he seemed to be even more excited.
Thinking of this, he instantly felt no more sleepiness.
And after seeing the change in his brother's expression, Ye Tingmu became even more excited.
The story of the fight between the brothers was told in greater detail, and even narration was added later.
It took Ye Tingmu half an hour to finish talking.
At this time, Feng He was still staring with his big eyes.
When he confirmed that Ye Tingmu had finally finished speaking.
He yawned.
"Brother, you're done."
Ye Tingmu nodded and said, "Well, that's all."
"Then I'll go to sleep," he said and went to sleep.
How could Ye Tingmu do as he wished? He said, "Second brother, don't sleep yet."
"What's wrong, brother?" Feng He looked at him suspiciously.
Ye Tingmu asked quickly: "What do you think of the story that big brother just told?"
Feng He rolled his eyes, thought for a moment, and then said, "It's OK, but I still prefer to listen to Ultraman vs. Godzilla."
Ye Tingmu's mouth twitched when he heard this. This damn thing can even be linked to Ultraman.
"Then let me ask you, if you were Li Shimin, what would you do?"
Feng He was bewildered when he heard this.
blurt out.
"Li Shimin... who is this person?"
Seeing his reaction like this, Ye Tingmu felt his heart aching.
It seems that I have been telling the story for so long, but this kid didn’t even remember the protagonist of the story.
But he clearly listened so seriously just now.
He stroked his chest lightly and thought, forget it, his second brother's way of thinking cannot be explained by common sense.
I wanted to use this story to ask Feng He if he would kill his brothers and sisters like Li Shimin if he knew that he was being murdered by his own blood relatives.
Now it seems that what I said was in vain.
It's also my fault. Following Fenghe's roundabout way is just asking for trouble.
Feng He has been like the knife in his hand since he was a child, unyielding and unbending, always going straight forward.
Since that was the case, he didn't want to beat around the bush anymore, so he stood up and sat down next to Feng He.
"Second brother, let me ask you, if, I mean if, your father is the emperor of Jiuzhou, and you have three brothers, and they want to kill you in order to seize the throne that originally belonged to you, what would you do?"
Feng He frowned. He always felt that his elder brother had become strange since the conversation with the old man. It would have been fine if he just told such a strange story, but now he asked him such strange questions.
I felt a little worried for some reason. What happened to my elder brother?
But he still replied: "Brother, don't you have only one big brother for me?"
Ye Tingmu was speechless.
"I mean, if, what if"
Feng He saw that his elder brother looked so serious and thought for a moment.
"Brother, I don't quite understand what the so-called throne is, but if you and your brothers and sisters want it, I will give it to you directly without fighting with you."
When he said this, his eyes were also serious.
Very sincere too.
Ye Tingmu could tell that he was not joking.
But he still sighed, it seemed that he still couldn't understand what he meant.
But he didn't intend to ask any more questions.
Instead, he patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, you've been tired all day, take a rest."
Feng He nodded.
He did not forget to ask: "Brother, are you okay?"
Ye Tingmu raised his eyebrows.
"What can I do?"
As he said that, he walked out of the house.
He doesn't want to sleep yet.
Judging from Feng He’s reaction today, perhaps even if this matter is really investigated, Feng He will not be interested in the throne.
As for how he chooses, in the end, he will probably still seek his own opinion.
He came to the yard, looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, and sighed.
"The throne?"
How could people not yearn for this thing? To control the world in your hands, to live a life of glory, and to be able to decide the life and death of others with just a wave of your hand.
Someone told you that I don’t want to be emperor because it’s too dangerous.
That's bullshit.
Anyone who doesn't want to be emperor is a fool.
At least that's what Ye Tingmu thought.
If my younger brother is indeed the youngest son of the current emperor, then the throne is his. If he does not fight for it, then I, his eldest brother, will fight for it for him.
Of course, everything still needs to be confirmed.
He took out a piece of paper from his pocket, on which was written an address.
It seems that I have to go meet Lin Xu tomorrow first. As for Hua Zhilu's settlement, let's postpone it for a day. There is no rush.
Thinking of this, he suddenly seemed to remember something and his expression changed.
"Shit...I forgot to ask her for the bounty."
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