Goethe looked down at the person in front of him.
Eunuch, no doubt.
I've seen it with Zhao Dingsi.
Probably a close attendant.
But, Your Majesty?
Goethe frowned.
"Your Majesty, look at this old servant. His Majesty asked me to bring you something."
The old eunuch said this and waved his hand.
The dozens of people behind him removed the yellow cloth that was covering him.
It's all food.
Or, to be more precise, it's all snacks.
There are no less than a hundred kinds of sweet and salty, crispy and soft, filled and without fillings, colorful and scattered, each kind is served in a small plate and placed in the food box.
The food boxes were opened one by one under the direction of the attendant and shown to Goethe.
Looking at these snacks, Goethe's face showed a smile.
He really doesn't hate dim sum.
Or maybe he really likes sweets.
However, he did not forget his main business.
"Father-in-law, what did you call him just now?"
"You were appointed regent by His Majesty himself."
"Of course it's the prince."
"I don't know anything else."
The old eunuch said cautiously.
What is Zhao Dingsi doing?
Goethe frowned again, but did not make things difficult for the messenger in front of him.
"I'll take the stuff."
Goethe replied.
The old eunuch was completely relieved. He was just afraid that this man would turn against him and become ruthless.
He knew Mo Shengyi's name.
Therefore, after discovering that the reward from His Majesty was just some snacks, I couldn't help but feel nervous.
Is Your Majesty planning to take action against Mr. Mo, with whom he has a good relationship, after he has dealt with the Crown Prince and the Third Prince?
It's normal for this to happen in the royal family.
But he doesn't want to be cannon fodder.
Therefore, the eunuch also prepared some backup plans.
Who knows, it was of no use at all.
This prince really likes dim sum.
Did something happen again that I don't know about?
The chief eunuch was pondering.
However, the movements are not slow.
"My Lord, I will take my leave now."
As Goethe nodded, these people immediately withdrew.
It came suddenly and left suddenly.
Except for leaving behind dozens of boxes of snacks.
"Old Li, let Aunt Six divide these up. I've tasted them, and the pastry chef's craftsmanship is really good."
Goethe pointed to the snacks and pointed them at Lao Li.
Old Li was a little troubled.
"Not good, right?"
"That was given to you by the new emperor."
"Here we are?"
Although Old Li is a carefree person, he is still afraid of the new emperor.
During his one year abroad, he destroyed 223 countries.
Apart from hurrying on the road, it would really be like destroying a country in one day.
I heard that the killing was so intense that rivers of blood flowed and heads of people piled up everywhere.
The corpses piled up so high that they almost filled up the sea.
As soon as he came back, he directly executed the Third Prince, and all the border guards who had been involved in the incident had their entire clans exterminated.
The prince was not executed.
It is said that he died of illness.
But who would believe it?
Especially later, after the Crown Princess and all the women in the Eastern Palace were ordered to be buried with the Crown Prince, the new emperor's reputation for tyranny became known to everyone.
Not to mention that ordinary people like Lao Li were scared.
Those officials are also afraid.
The previous Grand Tutor relied on the fact that he was a veteran of three dynasties, and was beaten to death with sticks after just saying a few words.
Everyone was silent.
"It's fine."
"She's not scary."
“I don’t eat people.”
Goethe said with a smile.
He saw everything about Zhao Dingsi clearly.
The Third Prince colluded with the border generals and prepared to rebellion, so he should be killed. Those border generals who were tempted by this rebellion should also be killed.
But the prince did not die of illness.
It was not Zhao Dingsi who killed him.
But it was the Crown Princess who did it.
Why?
The third prince and the crown princess are having an affair.
The tutor knew about this but pretended not to know.
In short, there is a way to die.
Of course, Goethe would not think that Zhao Dingsi was as pure as a white lotus. This woman was not only a little crazy, but also a dark person. Some things might have been instigated by her secretly or allowed to develop.
But what does this have to do with Goethe?
He came out today to take a stroll and learn how to make dumplings.
After Sixth Aunt and the other women brought snacks to their children, Goethe and Lao Li were already sitting on the kang in Sixth Aunt's house.
Old Li and Aunt Liu's husband, Old Liu, were toasting each other.
Xiao Liuzi took apart a string of firecrackers and went to play with them with his friends.
"Mr. Mo, why do you want to learn how to make dumplings?"
"Just leave this matter to the wives."
Lao Liu had obviously drunk a lot and was a little drunk at this time.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to say this.
What kind of woman is Aunt Six?
Killing a wolf with bare hands.
Lao Liu is an accountant. When he sees his wife, he is more obedient than a mouse seeing a cat.
Therefore, when he saw Aunt Six glaring at him.
Lao Liu immediately shrank his neck.
"I was just talking, why are you so angry?"
"snort."
Aunt Six snorted in annoyance.
Then, I was also curious in my heart.
"Mr. Mo, why did you think of learning this?"
"First of all, I'm really curious."
“Also, I always feel like the taste of my wraps will be different.”
"Okay, I'll teach you then."
Aunt Liu nodded and began to teach Goethe how to make dumplings.
Start with preparing the filling, then rolling out the dough, then wrapping it, and finally cooking it.
With Goethe's ability, learning this is really a piece of cake.
Especially the filling, the saltiness is just right.
In the evening, when everyone was having dinner together, Goethe tasted his dumplings with great anticipation.
Well, not as delicious as what Aunt Six cooks.
Everything is in good condition.
It's just the experience that's a little lacking.
Goethe was also open-minded about this.
He learned how to make dumplings just to make his memory of 'home' more profound.
It’s not all about eating.
Of course, if it tastes good, that would be even better.
Not tasty.
There's no other way.
Fortunately, it’s not bad.
Huang Dangdang and the eldest daughter of the Wang family were really giving face and they ate almost all the dumplings that Goethe had made.
In other words, both of them took the "immortal path".
Otherwise, you will suffer from indigestion.
During the meal, firecrackers were set off.
"It's the New Year! It's the New Year!"
The children shouted again .
This time, Goethe did not forget to give a red envelope.
He sent them out one by one, said hello to everyone, and returned to the house at the back of the village.
The lights were on in the room.
Zhao Dingsi was sitting on the kang, cracking melon seeds, looking at Goethe who had returned, and couldn't help but speak.
"Mr. Mo, who is so famous all over the world, actually only has one penny in his red envelope. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at if you tell others about it?"
"Don't worry, no one will laugh."
Goethe said with great certainty.
"Why?"
"Because I don't dare."
Goethe said, placing the remaining dumplings in his hand in front of Zhao Dingsi.
"I made it, try it."
Zhao Dingsi's hands, which were cracking melon seeds, paused.
"Don't dare? Don't dare?"
She muttered a few words in a low voice, then looked at Goethe with a smile, took the dumplings and said.
"Look at you, you are so domineering."
"Oh, same here."
Zhao Dingsi didn't say a word this time.
She knew very well why the two became friends.
Isn’t it because they are similar in some aspects?
Dumplings, vinegar and garlic.
Zhao Dingsi frowned when he ate the first one.
It tasted worse than she had imagined.
But it's still edible.
She ate them all; she didn't want Goethe's dumplings to go to waste.
"If it tastes bad, don't eat it."
Goethe gave some advice.
"no."
“It’s shameful to waste food.”
"I am the emperor, and I must lead by example."
Zhao Dingsi was extremely persistent.
Goethe stopped trying to persuade him.
On the night of New Year's Eve and the first day of the new year, the two of them were chatting like this.
Until the morning of the first day of the new year.
"Are you planning on leaving?"
Zhao Dingsi, who had stood up, suddenly asked.
"I'm going to take a walk and have a look."
Goethe answered the question irrelevantly.
Zhao Dingsi did not ask any further questions and left Lijiatun. As the emperor of Daqian, she could not stay for a long time. There were always some things that needed her to solve.
Goethe left Lijiatun on the fifth day of the New Year.
This time, he didn't bring anyone with him.
And this journey lasted for a year.
During the Chinese New Year, Goethe came back again to reunite with everyone and also meet Zhao Dingsi.
Then, Chuwu left again.
This happens every year.
Eighteen years later.
It's the end of another year.
White clothes and cloaks shield against the wind and snow.
Goethe walked on the ice field.
This is the far north, thousands of miles away from Daqian.
It is also the place he must visit on this trip.
This was also the place where he first felt frightened.
Woo, woo!
The wind carried snowflakes.
Snowflakes are like knives.
If it falls on an ordinary person, it will be a bloody hole.
But for Goethe, truth does not exist.
After a while, the snowflakes became fewer and the wind became stronger.
The wind not only whistled, but also penetrated into people's bodies.
Once you get in, your bones and flesh will melt and your true soul will be destroyed.
But it's still useless.
At this moment, Goethe is completely integrated, without any gaps.
Suddenly, the wind and snow stopped.
But the attacks did not stop.
The ice field began to reflect intense light, and all the light reflected from the sun gathered on Goethe's body. The sun's fire, which was enough to cause any titled legend to die tragically in an instant, burned on Goethe's body.
Goethe's clothes were immediately gone.
He frowned slightly.
He raised his hands and patted the golden flames.
When some silt covered the golden flames.
The so-called eternal fire of the sun was extinguished just like that.
At the same time, a person appeared in the distance.
Black silhouette.
A deep cloud of smoke enveloped the face.
It's impossible to see clearly.
"The mud of the river of time?!"
The other party's surprised voice was hoarse and indistinguishable.
Goethe took out another set of white clothes and put it on.
He was not used to being naked.
The other party did not stop him and just waited silently. After Goethe put on his clothes, he asked again.
"Is it the silt of the river of time?"
"You want to ask, why not use the River of Time silt you obtained by staying here?"
Goethe answered the question irrelevantly.
The other party was silent.
About three seconds.
"Have you guessed who I am?"
“It’s hard not to guess.”
"Right, my mad king."
Goethe showed off the [Ring of the Mad King].
The deep mist on the other person's face twisted several times, as if it was breathing violently. Finally, the black mist dissipated, revealing a face that Goethe was familiar with.
Mad King, Zhao was shocked.
No!
It should be said that it is the Mad King, Modus.
The other party is not a mad king in the true sense.
Rather, it was Modeus's clone.
Or it could be said to be the afterimage left by the projection.
Just Modeus.
Not Zhao Jingjue.
"How did you find out?"
The afterimage of Modeus asked.
"When you first showed your malice, that is, when I first looked at this place from the Mad King's Ring, I still remember the feeling of death that was like a thorn in my flesh."
Goethe continued to smile.
“But I still restrained myself.”
The afterimage of Modeus frowned.
"But, have you given up?"
"No."
"You changed your plan, but you still stared at me, just in a different way."
"You become more careful, more cautious."
"Because you find that things are gradually out of your control."
Goethe laughed out loud as he spoke.
It was as if I had seen some joke.
And such laughter completely broke the defense of Modeus's afterimage, and he couldn't help but roar.
"Why?"
"Why can't I, as his projection, inherit his legacy?"
"Why can you use the vitality in the [Treasure Card]?"
"Why can you reverse the routine so easily!"
"Why?"
“That’s not fair!”
The afterimage of Modeus said this and waved his hand vigorously.
Deep darkness appeared out of nowhere, covering the sky and the sun, and moved towards Goethe.
The entire ice field began to tremble in such darkness.
But when such darkness hit Goethe, the darkness disappeared.
Only the unique wind on the ice field remained.
"You who have been staring at me all this time, should have understood the gap between us eighteen years ago, so you hid here. This should be your secret base, right?"
"Then why do you want to guess why I waited for another eighteen years?"
Goethe said, moving his fingertips slightly.
A stream of sword energy went straight through the opponent.
The sword energy mixed with the silt of the river of time made it impossible for the opponent to avoid it.
Because, what this sword energy cut was not the afterimage in front of Goethe's eyes.
But its position on the river of time.
In the slowly flowing river of time, the time during which the afterimage existed was directly dragged into the riverbed by the mud and quickly disappeared.
The afterimage in front of Goethe's eyes disappeared instantly.
It's as if it doesn't exist at all.
Only a question remained.
"Why?"
Questioning and unwilling.
It was very puzzled.
Because, according to its script, it should lure Goethe in, and use Emperor Qian to drag the other party into a desperate situation. Then it will be the best time for it to obtain a brand new body.
But unexpectedly, Emperor Qian, who it had placed high hopes on, was completely vulnerable.
Not only that, it also allowed it to discover Goethe's "legacy" that could be used.
This was like a bolt from the blue for it.
But it didn't give up.
Still staring at Goethe.
It knew that once Goethe discovered it, he would never give up looking for it.
It still has a chance.
But why did Goethe exceed its expectations?
Just kill him directly?
Even when it finally dissipated, it was still confused.
"Because you have been discovered."
"Because now I think I have the ability to protect myself."
Goethe replied.
As soon as he finished speaking, a gaze that spanned the space swept over him.
In an instant, this gaze swept across the entire world.
This naturally includes Goethe.
But his eyes passed by Goethe and he did not find Goethe.
His eyes hesitated slightly.
Finally, it disappeared.
Goethe stood on the ice field, opened his mouth and laughed softly -
“That’s really scary.”
Huge city!