Quick-wear flirting system: being spoiled by gods in the plane

Chapter 52: The First Minister of Power Also Likes to "Marry by Force" - Male Protagonist's Perspective [Part 32] ()

His hometown is in Bianzhou.

The largest brothel there was his home.

The most popular courtesan there was his mother.

Since he became conscious, he has not had a real name and people only call him Xiao Yi.

At that time, his mother, who dressed up seductively every day, would always look at him with a smile.

She touched his head gently and said, "When Xiaoyi's father comes, we will be able to live a life of luxury."

Father?

Who is the father?

When it comes to this issue, the woman will keep silent.

As the years passed, her patrons came in waves, but she never waited for the so-called father.

He had also seen countless scholars and writers trying to redeem themselves, but without exception, they never heard back from them.

I have also seen many women who were in tears and gratefully begging for redemption from their benefactors one second ago, but in the blink of an eye they hooked up with another man;
Then he knew,

So-called love is nothing more than a matter of sleeping.

After a sleep, you are nothing.

The oiran had to be young and beautiful, so when he was eight years old, that woman was removed from the court.

If no one redeems her and no one takes care of her, she will rot forever in this dirty place just like the other women in the brothel.

Women who lose their source of income have an extremely difficult life.

In order to make a living, he could only serve tea and water in brothels, while also picking up manure and firewood outside to exchange for some food.

Why this kind of work?

Because he is only eight years old.

He can't and shouldn't compete for the better jobs.

No one wants him.

Just like the father I have never met.

Life is still manageable under these circumstances.

The woman didn't want to sell her jewelry, so she still dressed up beautifully every day, looking out the window, trying to wait for that figure.

At first she had a positive reaction to him.

But gradually, she changed.

Maybe it was the realization that he had finally been deceived, or maybe it was the realization that that person would never come back.

She is crazy.

The face that was originally well-maintained began to become hideous, and the look in his eyes was always filled with disgust and rejection.

"Little bitch! Why don't you just die!!"

The sound of the rice bowl breaking to the ground was mixed with the woman's angry curses.

She pushed him to the ground and threw all the food at him.

"I gave birth to you and raised you! Why don't you live up to your expectations? Why can't you let His Majesty come pick me up!!!"

……

There were punches, kicks, and curses, and every word was unbearable to hear.

The violent sounds of beating and scolding would often attract other people in the building to watch.

They looked at each other and laughed. They were tired of hearing the word "Your Majesty" from women. The contempt and ridicule in their eyes were obvious.

While chatting and laughing, he called him a beast.

He closed his eyes.

No one respects him.

Just like his mother.

……

The woman is dead.

The madam of the building had her drowned because she was no longer valuable.

When he came back from work, he saw several strong men with expressionless faces dragging a straw mat wrapped in stones and sinking the body into the lake in front of the building.

"..."

Should he have emotions?

he does not know.

He only felt a twisted pleasure.

……

The madam has set her sights on him.

Because of his decent face, they thought of selling him to a brothel for a good price.

He ran away.

Then, I met Su Yin.

……

The boy was only nine years old, and even though he was wearing a mask, he could clearly sense the handsomeness beneath the mask.

"One hundred taels, he belongs to me."

On the bustling street, the young man in white stood quietly and spoke gently to the madam beside him.

When the sunlight shone down at that moment, he was stunned, thinking he had met a god.

...The young man took him home, and after several days of communication, he made him a close friend, prepared food for him, and took him to a private school to study and learn knowledge.

The boy's parents are also very good. They treat him like their own son and their love and care for him are always consistent.

At that time, the young man always smiled and said to him: "Your strategy will surely be successful in time."

He asked the boy why he was so nice to someone like him who came from a dirty background.

Obviously no one has ever stood on his side.

Hearing this, the young man just smiled at him and read the book in his hand calmly:
"Birds of prey do not flock together, and this has been the case since ancient times."

Birds of prey such as hawks and falcons would never bother to associate with ordinary birds.

"It's your nature, and mine too."

The boy murmured with a smile.

"Xiao Yi, we are very similar."

"How about we go to the capital together to take the imperial examinations, become honest officials in the north, and create a prosperous Kangxi and Qianlong era with peaceful rivers and seas?"

A gentle and hoarse voice came faintly, and Yi Qingye stared in a daze at the clear gentleness and expectations for the future in the boy's shallow eyes.

At that time,

What did he say?
He said, "Okay."

……

Good days always pass by in a flash.

The Su family suffered a devastating disaster.

He escaped because he was away.

...What about Su Yin?

...What about her (them)?

"..."

That day, the entire Su family was executed, and the fire in the house burned the sky of the border state red.

It also burned his eyes red.

……

There were many children's figures among the charred corpses, and even a corpse wearing a mask was found, but his intuition told him that it was not Su Yin.

He could only beg that the boy was still alive.

……

He came to the capital and met Su Yin, who had changed his name.

No, Jing Yan.

Even without the mask, he was still able to recognize the boy quickly.

The gentle and elegant figure at that time had become gloomy and cold.

"I'll help you."

He whispered, meeting the boy's eyes.

"We, together."

……

No one knew how he and the boy survived during those eight years.

In eight years, he knew his identity——

An illegitimate son of a romantic emperor who secretly visited the border states.

When he confirmed this fact, he did not feel happy at all, only a feeling of panic was spreading.

Could the Su family’s demise be related to his identity?
Is it because he lives in the Su family that such a good family was brought to such a catastrophic disaster?

Even though I had thousands of hopes and prayers in my heart, I hoped that the final result would not be like that.

But that's how it is.

Because the woman kept repeating the word "Your Majesty" all year round, Yu Wen, who was from the direct line of the emperor's party in the capital, knew that the old emperor had secretly visited the border states, noticed him.

The random unjust cases, the execution of entire families, and the fire in Shengtian were all because of him.

"..."

His mind was blank and he was at a loss. He only remembered that the young man hugged him tightly.

……

After he ascended the throne, he killed many people.

The old party members from the past, his adoptive father, and many more.

Maybe there are innocent people inside, maybe all men, women, young and old are there.

But it doesn't matter, he has become numb to bloodthirstiness.

The ministers who kowtowed to him every day looked down on his background, but were also afraid of his unpredictable cruelty.

Whenever Yi Qingye saw these two-faced bastards, he found it funny.

Yes, he finally had a proper name.

Easy, clear and wild.

It was the name that the young man asked Abbot Jingxu to give him.

Actually, it's all up to you.
He has long ceased to be a human being, so it doesn't matter whether his name sounds human or not.

He is the emperor, and no one dares to call him by his name except the young man.

……

(End of this chapter)