Zhao Luoyang has always had something in her mouth since she walked in, from pastries to fruits. Xiao Yu would automatically hand them to her without her having to say anything.
At this time, Xiao Yu poured another cup of tea: "I forgot to ask Mother Chen to make dumplings. Don't eat the pastries yet, otherwise I won't be able to eat them for a while."
Zhao Luoyang wanted to say that she wouldn't eat, but thinking about Yuanzi...
Forget it, I'll have another bowl later.
She used to think that with the system, she would not go hungry. After Shi Jiu learned to use space to deliver food to her, she no longer had to think about it. Now that Shi Jiu was out, she no longer had to worry.
Zhao Luoyang picked up the tea and took a sip. She looked at the stacked letters. One pile was read by Xiao Yu, and the other was sent in by Huaiguang just now.
A lot of documents are sent to Wangjiazhuangzi every day. Huaiguang will read them first and arrange the unimportant ones directly. Even so, there are still a considerable number of documents that Xiao Yu needs to decide personally.
When Xiao Yu asked her to help look at it at first, she thought it was a bit novel. At least she could see a lot of outside news from it, but soon she also felt the pressure. Every decision may involve human lives.
Xiao Yu must have cultivated a lot of manpower. It cannot be said that they are all over the government and the public, but there are hidden stakes everywhere in the army.
In the past, these people were assigned by Xiao Yu, but it is different now. Because of Xiao Yu's "death", the situation has become very complicated.
Only Xiao Yu's cronies will know that the prince is safe and sound. Many people cannot figure out the inside story. Those who are truly loyal to Xiao Yu will rely on their passion and loyalty to Xiao Yu to protect their prince from the bottom of their hearts.
But life and death are a world of difference to them. Once upon a time, there was a living person standing in front of them. Even though they were far apart, they knew where he was.
Now that that person is gone, my spirit and sustenance have turned into a delusion in my heart.
Just like before Nie Shuang knew the truth, although he still restrained the Wu Wei Army as Xiao Yu did when he was still alive, he was very lonely in the end.
Some people who are not firm to begin with will naturally have other considerations and may soon waver in their stance.
Among them were the spies sent by the Feng family and the Grand Tutor. Once Xiao Yu fell down, their true colors were naturally revealed, saving Xiao Yu the trouble of looking for them.
Zhao Luoyang could probably understand Xiao Yu's treatment.
Xiao Yu has extremely strict requirements for the armed guards that Xiao Yu personally led. Those who join the Feng family will be put on the list of purges. They will not be killed now. When Xiao Yu stands up again, they will be captured immediately.
these people.
Those who were not promoted by him in the first place, even if they have other plans now, if they are not scheming to harm the people, harming the loyal and good, Xiao Yu will not kill them all. If there are still some of these people who are unwilling to tell the Feng family, too
Xiao Yu tried his best to protect the people who surrendered to Fu, and they will definitely be used again in the future.
Zhao Luoyang saw the letter from the capital: "Those who took refuge in the Feng family were killed by the Feng family?"
Xiao Yu nodded: "I asked people to use some means to give the Feng family some evidence, and the Feng family took action against those people. This time, if anyone prepares to move closer to the Feng family, they will think about those people.
result."
Zhao Luoyang didn't say anything. Xiao Yu looked at her carefully, fearing that she thought he was ruthless, so he said: "Anyone who joins the Feng family must receive a certificate of surrender, and their certificates of surrender are all extended to their former colleagues.
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Zhao Luoyang nodded: "These people deserve to die just for the sake of wealth and glory." She is not the clay Bodhisattva in the temple, who closes her eyes and shows compassion.
Zhao Luoyang put down the document in his hand: "When you get better gradually, will more people know the truth?"
Xiao Yu said: "Don't be anxious yet."
Zhao Luoyang looked at Xiao Yu's cloak again. The weather was much warmer, but Xiao Yu was still wearing these, which showed that his health was still not improving.
Zhao Luoyang asked: "Are you worried that the injuries on your body will not heal for a while?"
Xiao Yu shook his head: "Some people don't need to tell me what I wanted to do in the past. They all understand that these people are the most trustworthy in the future. If you wait, you have to make a choice."
Zhao Luoyang thought for a moment and nodded. People can best discern people's hearts in times of crisis. This is right.
Xiao Yu continued: "I want to hand these people over to you."
Zhao Luoyang was startled: "Why?"
"It's not completely left to you," Xiao Yu said, "If something happens to me, you will have to take charge of it." So before that, he had to choose the right people.
These people can be trusted completely, and even if he is not around, they will not defect in the face of battle. After all, he is not sure when he will be able to escape from the system.
The remaining people all need Zhao Luoyang to consider their use. They can be used, but they must also be on guard.
These must be clearly distinguished.
Zhao Luoyang frowned slightly. Following Xiao Yu's words, she could easily guess his intention.
"Even if you get better," Zhao Luoyang said, "don't even think about leaving these to me."
Xiao Yu smiled and said, "Just in case."
Zhao Luoyang stood up, picked up the tea basket, and filled the cup in front of Xiao Yu: "There is nothing wrong with it. If I say you can get better, you will get better."
In some ways this is indeed the case.
Xiao Yu said: "Then before I get better, I need your help with these things. When I am in danger, I look so stupid and stupid. You can't wait for me to wake up before making a decision."
Zhao Luoyang remained silent.
Xiao Yu saw that her fingers were stained with water, so he picked up the cloth on the table and gently wiped her fingers: "If that doesn't work, clean me up and let me sit there for everyone to see.
It might also be helpful to see my shadow."
Zhao Luoyang felt sour in her heart. She didn't want the little mute to become like that and be at the mercy of others.
"I used to think this was quite scary," Xiao Yu looked at Zhao Luoyang, "but now I feel that if you are by my side, these are nothing, but they will inevitably tire you."
When Xiao Yu was in the system, he saw Zhao Luoyang and Chen's mother feeding him and tidying up his clothes. If he was just a puppet, he wouldn't necessarily be able to accept it.
Zhao Luoyang brought the hoe and sat next to Xiao Yu. The two of them were very close, just like they were sitting side by side by the field ridge when they were children, but there was a feeling quietly flowing around them that they had never had before.
Zhao Luoyang said: "You don't feel good at all?"
Xiao Yu nodded: "It's better."
Zhao Luoyang obviously didn't believe it, so Xiao Yu stretched out his hand: "If you don't believe me, just touch it, it will warm your hand."
His hands were extraordinarily slender, and due to the thin joints they were slightly bluish-white, and seemed to have no warmth at all.
Zhao Luoyang thought for a while, and just when Xiao Yu was about to take his hand back, she reached over and grasped his finger.
Xiao Yu didn't expect it, and his eyes flashed with surprise, but it was quickly replaced by joy.
His hands were really not that cold anymore, and the warmth from his fingertips made her feel extremely comfortable, which also made her happy.
He gently closed his hands, held her tightly, then closed his palms and held her hands in them.
Zhao Luoyang's heart trembled, but she did not shake him off. She turned her head to look, and the smile in his eyes instantly disappeared.