Is the Scum Worthy of Whitewashing?

Xu Jiang was shocked and called "Father King". When he recovered, he found something wrong and quickly covered his mouth.

With a pale face, she secretly raised her head and glanced at Xu Du, then hurriedly went down and said in a low voice: "...the king."

The father always hated herself, and wanted to be called close, and even more to annoy her.

Xu Du looked at Xu Jiang's flustered appearance, it was like a daughter saw his father, it was clearly the appearance of a mouse meeting a cat.

He sighed slightly, stepped forward, bent over and helped her up.

"You don't need to be polite." Xu Du looked at her and said, "You and I are father and daughter, and there are no others here. It's just casual and nothing to do."

"..."

Xu Jiang opened his eyes wide, his pupils in the color of a Persian cat were filled with shock, as if he was standing in front of him.

"But it's the **** father who has ignored you all these years?" Xu Du let go of her hand and said slowly, "Before Xiaomei, your mother actually came into a dream and pulled me to cry and cares about you... I have a guilty conscience, I have treated you sloppyly over the years, and in the future...I will definitely make up for it."

If the change is too sudden, it will push her farther. People at the time believed in the theory of ghosts and gods, and it seemed less obtrusive to use this theory to make a transition.

Sure enough, Xu Jiang was speechless and his eyes were reddish when he heard him mention his mother who died young.

When Hu Ji died in childbirth, Xu Jiang had never seen his mother. It's just that when I'm sad, I always think that if the mother and concubine are still alive, she will be by her side at this time, loving herself wholeheartedly...Even if you don't have the grace and the days are cold, it's far better than alone.

"Mother concubine...what is she like?" Xu Jiang moaned for a while, and said hoarsely.

After speaking, he looked a little worried and looked at Xu Du anxiously.

"She was born beautiful, and you look very similar to her... I may have a portrait of her in my study. When I am free, Father Father will find it out and show it to you."

Xu Du actually didn't know what Hu Ji looked like. The original owner was fortunate for her on a whim, and then he forgot to the back of his head, and he didn't even have a title. He had no choice but to turn this off first.

Xu Jiang nodded repeatedly. The father and daughter had almost never spoken in the past ten years.

"Sit down." Xu Du sat down beside the case and patted the mat next to him. "Tell my father, what are you reading?"

Xu Jiang's face turned pale, and he knelt down again, and said in a low voice: "Father...Forgive me, son, son..."

"Oh, why are you kneeling again? Get up quickly." Xu Du sighed, picked up the bamboo slips on the book table, and took a look.

It is a collection of policy essays. In this era, there are many counsellors and strategists. Their words are often written down and compiled into a book for repeated reference and consideration by people of the time.

"Growing talents, knowing the people and taking responsibility, pursuing the management of the officials, the remote villains..." Xu Du chanted softly, and Xu Jiang's face turned white every time he uttered a sentence.

"Do you like to read these books on weekdays?" Xu Du smiled slightly, "What are you afraid of? Sit over and chat with the widow."

Xu Jiang hesitated to sit down beside him, but still didn't dare to get too close.

"The king... don't blame Erchen for watching this? After all, it's a female stream..."

"Call Father King." Xu Du made a slight face and was so scared that Xu Jiang hurriedly changed his words.

"The world is chaotic, wars have continued for years, and countries have been fighting for the undercurrents. Our beams are located in the west, surrounded by natural dangers, or can be safe for a while, but I only want to be at ease, if I don’t advance, I will retreat, and I will eventually be taken by the cutting edge of the nations. Divide." Xu Du held the bamboo roll and said leisurely, "At this time, if everyone in the Liang Palace only knows the song every night, I don't think about the turmoil of the beacon, and the widow is worried, like you, will still worry about the country. In my heart, it’s great, I’m too late to praise, how can I blame you."

Xu Jiang looked at Xu Du steadily, as if he had met him for the first time, with a dazed expression.

Xu Du knew that the original owner had fainted and missed the country. He definitely wouldn't say such things. Presumably in Xu Jiang's mind, his father Wang must be a faintly faint king's face.

"It's just that you can understand what you think in your heart, and you don't have to be exposed to others before the time is right." Xu Du paused and said warmly, "If you are weak, the world will often not be able to follow your ideas. You will be hated by others, covering your hands or you can kill you; if you are strong and open your mind to the world, you will not be able to tell who is false and who is sincere among those who rush to please you."

"do you understand?"

Xu Jiang's expression changed slightly, and the gaze that looked at Xu Du also brought a slight admiration, and lowered his head: "This is indeed the truth, children are taught."

She seemed deeply moved.

This era has certain limitations for women. Especially in this sinister court, it is still a father's name. Xu Du has to tell her that this era is the most suitable way for her to survive.

Xu Jiang Conghui is tough, but after all, he is still young, no one pays attention, and doesn't understand the logic of concealment--otherwise, how could he be scorned by Zhao Rui and be lured to consume her inside and out.

"Father..." Xu Jiang silently said for a while, "The way you used to...is it for this reason?"

She probably wanted to refer to the accent that the original body does not ask about political affairs and asks God to ask questions all the time.

Xu Du felt that he would still leave a good impression on her, and move forward with the plot in the future, so that it might be smoother, so he nodded in a low-key manner.

Xu Jiang looked at him in awe.

He had achieved good results. Xu Jiang had almost become a sieve when he first saw him. After a conversation, although he was still a little scared, he was able to communicate normally, and there was even a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Xu Du chatted with her again, and when the night was dark, he stopped staying any more.

After he returned to his bedroom, he didn't worry about taking a break, but took a list of palace lists and looked at each other one by one.

Relying on the mastery of the world blueprint in his mind, Xu Du can roughly distinguish the spheres of influence of these palace people, pick and choose from them, and after busying all night, he and the palace people in Xu Jiang's palace roughly exchanged and drafted A new list, it only took a moment to rest.

First, I went to visit the princess who had been left out for many years, and then changed a group of palace people. This action, presumably, will be heard before tomorrow.

However, this is exactly the effect Xu Du hopes for.

Suffering from a disease requires fierce medicine, and when it's time for the whale to swallow it, there is no need to cannibalize it.

On the second day, Xu Du had just finished the court meeting, and he hadn't got rid of the crown when he went down. Someone reported to Chu and saw him.

"Proclaim."

Xu Du sat on the soft couch, squinted his eyes slightly, and watched as Chu Queen walked in dragging his skirt, the sideburns lined with swaying steps, graceful and luxurious without losing grace.

She seemed to be dressed up today, thinking that it was the taste that the original owner liked, but Xu Du looked at it with pretentious posture, and became more and more disgusted.

"The queen doesn't need to be polite." Xu Du lazily leaned on the couch and watched her perform a complete etiquette. Then he said leisurely.

Empress Chu suffocated. In the past, King Liang would pick her up without waiting for her to bow. There has never been such a situation now, let alone called her by the cold title of "Queen".

"Look at the seat." Xu Du pointed to a side position, and the palace man immediately took a soft cushion and put it on it.

Empress Chu paid special attention, and looked at the palace man's face. It turned out to be a raw face. It seemed that the change last night was really true.

After she sat down, she quietly moved her gaze to Xu Du's face, met Xu Du's eyes, and panicked for no reason.

Today's King Liang, his skin has not changed, but he feels a little stranger, especially his eyes, which seem to be smiling but not smiling, faintly with a hint of anger and prestige.

She has never seen this look on Liang Wang's face.

The Empress Chu had quite a lot of experience in the art of the harem, but at this moment she couldn't help but feel shocked, thought slightly, and said softly:

"My lord, concubine... I have something to ask."

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