Chapter 72 Your Majesty... As expected...
A few days later, the sun was high in the sky.
Wen Xing was still asleep when he vaguely heard the servant's voice outside the door: "Sir, the master is still resting, you can't go in yet."
A cold voice sneered, "Oh? It seems your master also likes to sleep until noon."
Wen Xing was half asleep, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but wonder: What's wrong with sleeping until noon? Who is he bothering?
Also "also", also nothing...
Wait a moment.
This sound...
Recognizing the owner of the voice, Wen Xing's heavy eyelids suddenly opened.
!
Why did this brat come to his bedroom!
Wen Xing sat up suddenly, and because he moved so quickly, he saw stars in front of his eyes and felt dizzy.
"hiss--"
He rubbed his temples.
The clear voice outside the door said, "I have a friend who is also visiting southern Yunnan. I'd like to borrow your precious place to reminisce with him. Please let him know." The voice paused, then raised its volume, as if deliberately wanting the person inside to hear, "Since you promised to do your best to meet any needs I have, I'm sure you won't refuse."
Before the attendant could answer, the sound of the man's footsteps could be heard as he walked away.
Wen Xing was shocked when he heard this.
Friends in southern Yunnan?
Who? Li Dequan?
That guy wants to bring Li Dequan to his house? !
Wen Xing's forehead was throbbing.
It seems that this kid hasn't given up testing him.
He just knew it!
Fortunately, Ning Wujie was still polite and did not just barge in.
Hearing the person walking away, Wen Xing breathed a sigh of relief and lay back on the bed in dejection.
No, he had to find a way to get rid of this guy, otherwise he would have a heart attack if he continued to carry out raids.
Will I be able to sleep in well from now on?
No, no, the most important thing right now is, if Li Dequan comes and meets him face to face, will the old eunuch be exposed with his acting skills?
He quickly got up and shouted to the servant outside the door: "Someone come!"
The servant came in and bowed his head, "Master."
Wen Xing spoke across the curtain in an urgent voice: "Hurry up and go to Xuanming Hall to find the shopkeeper and tell them that I want them to help move that old eunuch. Hurry!"
The attendant responded, but was about to leave when he was stopped again: "Wait!"
Wen Xing's eyes turned and his brain worked rapidly.
Something is wrong...
Since Ning Wujie dared to come and report this matter, it meant that he had already grasped Li Dequan's whereabouts. If he sent someone to move the old eunuch away at this time, it would be exactly what Ning Wujie wanted, and he would confess without being asked!
Even more problematic was the fact that Ning Wujie's move had come so unexpectedly that he had no time to contact Xinghe for a secret message. If he had just sent someone out of the mansion, they would surely have been spotted by Ning Wujie's spies.
But if he didn't do this and let Li Dequan come, who knows what trap that kid had set for him!
He couldn't go back on his word and refuse Ning Wujie, otherwise he would appear even more guilty.
Wen Xing helplessly rubbed his temples again.
For a moment, I was in a dilemma.
In the past, Ning Wujie used all his intelligence and talents to eliminate his political enemies. At that time, he felt that everything was going well and was happy to let things go and enjoy the fruits of his labor.
Now that he had put all his energy into dealing with him, he realized that battling wits and courage with this person was full of traps and pitfalls! Every step he took was wrong!
Wen Xing gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
This brat!
Seeing that he was silent, the servant asked in confusion, "Master?"
Wen Xing was brought back to his senses by this voice. He cleared his throat and said, "It's okay."
He calmed himself down and decided to just adapt to the situation.
After being disturbed by Ning Wujie, he couldn't sleep, so he asked his servants to help him wash and change clothes.
After dinner, he felt a little sleepy and took another nap. When Youyou woke up, it was already noon.
No sound was heard from Ning Wujie.
He couldn't help but feel puzzled, so he asked his attendant, "Didn't Mr. Ning say he wanted to pick up a friend this morning?"
The attendant nodded, "I've sent someone to pick him up. The young master is in the chess room and wants to borrow one of the master's puppets."
Wen Xing frowned, "What puppet?"
The servant bowed his head. "It's the same deck that the master uses to play Monopoly."
Wen Xing stood up, his face turned pale and his heart began to pound.
He remembered that when he was in Tangquan Palace, he had taught Ning Wujie how to play Monopoly.
This kid wouldn't...
But, stay calm.
He just bought that set of dolls from a cultural relics store, and he could just say that he just liked collecting dolls.
Moreover, he did not customize the game map, but used the sand table of Anxi City instead.
What does this have to do with the game Monopoly?
That’s right!
It has nothing to do with it!
Thinking of this, he slowly sat down with peace of mind.
But he couldn't sit still for long.
If he could keep it a secret, could Li Dequan also keep it a secret? What if Ning Wujie was trying to trick Li Dequan?
That old eunuch can't deal with Ning Wujie!
Thinking of this, he stood up helplessly and strode straight towards the chess room.
In the chess room, Ning Wujie was standing in front of a cabinet with hundreds of compartments, playing with a wooden figurine, half the size of his palm, wearing a Taoist robe and with long hair.
A figure suddenly appeared at the door of the chess room.
Ning Wujie didn't even raise his eyes, and said without turning his head: "I once had an old friend who also had a set of dolls specially used for games. They are very similar to yours."
Wen Xing calmly stepped into the chess room and said calmly, "Really? Don't all the dolls look similar?"
Ning Wujie turned around and held up the puppet in his hand, his eyes deep: "This one also looks a bit like that old friend."
Wen Xing stared at the big-headed doll in the other person's hand, which was outlined with just a few lines, and thought to himself, how can this be similar?
Isn't it just a generic doll with long hair and clothes with unclear patterns? Its facial features are the most common molds in the workshop. It's clearly not similar at all!
This guy might be deceiving him on purpose!
Ning Wujie's eyes swept across the cabinet again, and he took out another doll. This one was dressed in tight clothes and had a high ponytail. Although its head was large and its body was small, and its facial features were exaggerated, it was clear that the doll had an angry expression.
He looked at it for a while, his eyes dimming slightly.
"Is this set of dolls also the props that the gentleman uses to play Monopoly?"
Wen Xing walked over to the hundred-grid cabinet and feigned ignorance, "What Monopoly? I've never heard of it. I bought it at a cultural relics store."
He feigned dissatisfaction: "Also, please, Mr. Ning, please do not touch my collection."
He heard Ning Wujie chuckle softly, and then he placed the two dolls side by side. The one with loose hair had eyes that were curved with a smile, while the one with tied hair looked angry.
"Is your injury healed, young master? You went out without a care in the world. What did the palace doctor say?"
Ning Wujie raised his eyes to look at him, and instead of answering, he asked, "Sir, do you hope that my injury will heal quickly?"
Wen Xing looked back calmly, "Of course I hope you get better soon."
Okay, let him go!
At this time, the servant outside the door led in a slightly hunched figure. As the man just stepped over the threshold, he looked up and saw the two people standing in the room. He was obviously frightened and his face turned pale.
Wen Xing was caught off guard and looked at Li Dequan.
Wen Xing: ...
Li Dequan:!
When the old eunuch, who was in his fifties, saw the two emperors standing together, his mind went blank and he didn't know how to react for a moment.
Why is Lord Ning here?! Why is His Majesty here too?!
Has His Majesty been caught?
Should he act now or not?
The people who brought him here said nothing and just covered his head and took him away!
His eyes turned, and he quickly came up with a clever idea. He knelt down with a plop, "Old slave, I kowtow to Your Majesty!"
He is the emperor anyway, so he should kowtow first, there is no doubt about it!
As for the rest, let their Majesty deal with it.
Li Dequan secretly bowed to Wen Xing in his heart, feeling that he had done his best.
Wen Xing: ...
He noticed that ever since Li Dequan appeared, Ning Wujie's gaze, which seemed to be real, had been fixed on his face, as if he was observing his reaction.
Wen Xing immediately acted shocked, turning to look at Ning Wujie in disbelief, "What...you are His Majesty?!"
Ning Wujie: ...
He feigned panic and took two steps back, then lifted his robe and was about to kneel down to pay his respects: "I didn't know that you were His Majesty. I beg Your Majesty to forgive me!"
Before he could finish his words, Ning Wujie suddenly took a step forward, stretched out his hand and pulled him up.
He raised his head and met Ning Wujie's suddenly gloomy face and the anger surging in his eyes.
Ning Wujie practically gritted his teeth as he spoke word by word, "Don't call me Your Majesty, and don't kneel."
Wen Xing frowned in confusion. Li Dequan had just called him "Your Majesty", but it did not cause such a strong reaction from Ning Wujie.
He was a little puzzled, why couldn't he be called that?
Looking at the undercurrents surging in Ning Wujie's eyes, his heart was filled with confusion.
Ning Wujie said coldly to Li Dequan, "Get up!"
Li Dequan quickly bowed his head and scrambled to his feet, his voice tense. "This old servant never imagined that Your Majesty would be in southern Yunnan."
Ning Wujie's eyes swept across Wen Xing's calm face and he slowly let go of his hand.
He closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again, his emotions subsiding, leaving only a deep calm. "Since my friend is here, would you be so kind as to play a game with me?"
Wen Xingxin said he was not interested, who knows what pit is waiting for him to jump into ahead.
But when he caught a glimpse of Ning Wujie's drooping eyelashes and the loneliness that was hard to conceal in his eyes, the words on the tip of his tongue suddenly changed their tone: "What are you playing?"
Ning Wujie took down the two dolls, walked to An Xicheng's sand table, and said in a deep voice, "Monopoly."
Wen Xing: ...
really.
He blurted out: "I can't."
Ning Wujie looked up at him and said, "If you don't know how to do it, you can learn. With your talent and intelligence, you will be able to do it in one go."
As Ning Wujie spoke, he had already called Li Dequan over, took the dice, sat down and looked at him.
Seeing him hesitate and not move, Ning Wujie said coldly, "Sir, are you going to disobey the order?"
Wen Xing:?!
Okay, okay, things change, right?
Wen Xing wanted to speak but stopped, and he really wanted to disobey the order.
But this probably doesn't fit his image as a profit-seeking "charlatan".
So he had no choice but to sit down beside the sand table and said, "Please teach me, sir."
No matter what pitfalls lie ahead, you’ll only know after you’ve stepped into them.
Ning Wujie pointed out that Wen Xing's chess room lacked props, and he even made a few drawing cards by himself.
Wen Xing certainly wouldn't take out his cards and expose himself, so he let Ning Wujie do whatever he wanted.
Li Dequan secretly groaned in his heart.
What is this?
Could it be that Lord Ning is suspicious of His Majesty?
So was it he who exposed His Majesty?
The old eunuch was very nervous, but he had no other choice but to play along. At the same time, he thought to himself, Your Majesty, you're on your own. I'm useless and I'm afraid I can't help you!
So the three of them played peacefully for the whole afternoon.
Wen Xing was a little suspicious for a moment. Didn't Ning Wujie set a trap for him?
Is it really just for playing games?
It can't be that just because his acting is so good and there are no flaws, this guy will not give up and keep testing him, right?
He managed to refrain from making any small movements while rolling the dice, and thought he had concealed it successfully.
He couldn't figure out what was wrong with him, why did Ning Wujie have to keep pestering him?
At this time, his puppet fell into the "Temple of the God of Wealth" and was forced to draw a chance card.
After drawing a "Seizure Card", his eyes lit up slightly, and he said "Ha", and went to "seal" Ning Wujie's government office, "I won't be polite."
But at this moment, he keenly noticed that Ning Wujie's gaze suddenly fixed on him, and the other person's aura also turned cold.
Wen Xing:?
He looked at Ning Wujie in confusion, and their eyes met.
"What? Is something wrong?" There was a hint of suspicion in his voice.
Ning Wujie just stared at him, his eyes filled with a certain kind of paranoia and madness that came from certainty, and he said in a deep, hoarse voice, "No, sir, please go ahead."
Wen Xing frowned in confusion and cast a questioning look at Li Dequan standing beside him.
The old eunuch was also confused.
Although he could sense something was amiss in Ning Wujie's tone, Li Dequan felt that their master's acting skills today were flawless and flawless! So he gave him another reassuring look.
Wen Xing felt relieved after receiving the eye contact.
It must be an illusion.
Moreover, such a long time has passed and Ning Wujie hasn't said anything. He should have passed this level.
After all, according to Ning Wujie's personality, once he found any clues, he should have exposed him directly.
He felt relieved.
After finishing this game, Wen Xing found an excuse to leave.
Li Dequan also asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, that old slave..."
Ning Wujie didn't even raise his eyes and said coldly, "Go back to your 'nephew'."
Li Dequan lowered his head and said "eh", then quickly rushed out of the door.
Ning Wujie stayed in the room and turned over the back of the "Seizure Card". The rule written on it was: After drawing this card, the mansion of the person who drew the card will be sealed.
He deliberately wrote a rule that was the opposite of the original game.
If "Mr. Xuanjian" is really playing for the first time, he should read the rules carefully and "seal" himself.
But Wen Xing was too familiar with the game and had preconceived notions, so he didn't even check the rules of the cards.
At that moment, he almost kidnapped the person. Finally, he suppressed the thought by enduring it again and again.
The last bit of doubt in his heart disappeared, and there was a look of madness in his scarlet eyes.
Your Majesty...it's you.
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