[Yin Yu] What should I do if I become an idol opponent?

Chapter 2

Wang Dejun was taken aback for another moment, and after he realized it, he kowtowed several times, and said while kowtowing: "Thank the official family for the tea! Thank the official family for the tea!"

Zhao Ke ruthlessly pinched his eyebrows: "Stop, stop, don't smack, such a smacking method will make you stupid sooner or later, I... I ask you, who am I?"

Wang Dejun raised his head, his forehead was already red and purple: "You are an official..."

Zhao Ke waved his hand, and continued to ask eagerly: "No, no, I'm asking you, what's my name?"

Wang Dejun stammered for a long time, and forced out a sentence: "Slaves...slaves dare not call officials by their names..."

Zhao Ke slapped his thigh anxiously, wishing he could pinch him directly: "I forgive you for your innocence, tell me quickly!"

Only then did Wang Dejun quietly say: "Zhao...Zhao Kuangyin..."

Zhao Ke's last glimmer of hope was also extinguished, and he leaned against the head of the bed with a look of hopelessness.

What kind of shit time machine is this?

It's fine if you don't take him to dress up as an idol, but you actually dress up as his idol's opponent?

You can't let him dress up as Zhao Kuangyin just because his surname is Zhao?

This is too bloody.

But Wang Dejun thought he had said something wrong again, so he kowtowed to apologize again without saying anything.

Zhao Ke rubbed his eyebrows and said: "If you disagree again, you will kowtow, be careful and I will cut you!"

Wang Dejun didn't kowtow, and he didn't dare to get up, he could only maintain his kneeling position and stood there motionless, not daring to breathe.

Seeing that he had calmed down, Zhao Ke supported his forehead and said: "What's wrong with you, you have intimate contact with the floor a few times at every turn, and I won't eat you, I don't know what I think it depends on the person if I don't agree with you Where is the tyrant of the head?!"

Hearing this, Wang Dejun habitually wanted to "touch" the floor with his forehead, but fortunately he stopped in time, and said a few words: "What the officials said is true, is it the fault of the slaves? The slaves are stupid and provoke the officials." Angry."

Zhao Ke didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and waved his hand to signal him to get up: "Okay, okay, what time is it now?"

Wang Dejun got up and said: "If you want to go back to the official's house, it's already you time."

Zhao Ke rubbed the back of his head and thought about it, it should be around nine o'clock: "You hour? Why did I wake up at You hour? Shouldn't I be sleeping now?"

Wang Dejun said with an aggrieved and tragic expression: "Reporting to the official, you had a meal at noon today and said you felt tired, so you took a nap for a while. Who knew that you slept until this time. The servants know that you are really hard at work on a daily basis. I'm not willing to call you, if you delay your important business, the slave will have to take care of it even if he doesn't want to."

Zhao Ke tugged at the corner of the quilt: "Okay, stop quickly, why don't you come out of this book if you can talk so well."

Wang Dejun said again: "If you are still not feeling well, this servant will pass on the imperial physician to you."

Zhao Ke had a migraine for a while: "It's comfortable, I'm very comfortable now! Don't disturb the imperial physician at night, do you think it's easy to be a doctor?"

Wang Dejun said: "Don't dare! Then the official... you want to pass on the dinner...?"

Zhao Ke shook his head, approached Wang Dejun and said seriously in a low voice, "Let me tell you, if you eat after eight o'clock, you will gain weight."

Wang Dejun: "..."

Zhao Ke giggled: "Okay, look at you, I ask you, what should you do at this time?"

Wang Dejun was stunned again, this was the Nth time Zhao Ke saw him stunned in the short period of time after waking up.

"This...at this time...should...should go to the harem..." Wang Dejun probably guessed that the master seemed to have lost his memory, but he still showed embarrassment when faced with this question, hesitating and hesitating.

Zhao Ke's eyes were sharp, and he saw the strangeness: "Then let me ask you, where do I usually rest recently?"

Wang Dejun's face turned pale and he said, "Uh...it's...he's disobeying orders..."

Zhao Ke: "?"

What?Disobedience?What disobedience?

Is it his idol who disobeyed Hou Liyu...?

This is also the nth time after Zhao Ke woke up that he was overwhelmed by the plot of Gouxue's traversal. He took a few deep breaths and asked again: "I ask you, you disobedient...but... Li Yu...?"

Wang Dejun nodded and said: "Going back to the official's house... yes... yes..."

After thinking about it, Zhao Kesi felt that although the time machine was unreliable, it could still be regarded as sending him to 975, so now he...don't care about anything else, anyway, he should take this opportunity to see Li Yu, his idol that he misses so much. ?

So, Zhao Ke gave an order: "Be prepared to be arrogant, I will go and see the disobedient prince."

Wang Dejun raised his head and glanced at him, saying: "This... the official house... the residence of the disobedient marquis is too far from here... I'm afraid it's too late for me to go, I'd better prepare a car and horse for you..."

Zhao Ke slapped his forehead, only to realize that he had just said something about the lower limit of Xiu's IQ.

But anyway, since he woke up till now, he hasn't said anything that is not mentally handicapped. He simply put on the body of an old emperor, and no one dares to disobey and laugh at him no matter what he does.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help admiring his "Diaolan Yuzhu" time machine. It seems that this precious machine is not completely unreliable.

Zhao Ke asked again: "I ask you, where does the disobedient Hou... live now?"

Wang Dejun replied: "Back to the official's house, in the south of Bianjing, you built the Lixian Hall for him."

Zhao Ke thought about it, and thought that Zhao Kuangyin was not too inhuman, at least he captured him and built a house for him to live in.

"Then prepare the chariots and horses now, and take me over to have a look at him." Zhao Ke greeted him.

Wang Dejun was quick, without delay, he immediately went to call people to prepare the chariots and horses.

Zhao Ke took care of his clothes carefully. After all, he was going to meet his idol soon, so he couldn't leave a bad impression on him.

Uh...although...it must have left a bad impression.

Alas, it's not easy for groupies, especially groupies whose idols have been dead for many years. If you want to travel over and meet your idols, you will have to go through a lot of hardships. The most important thing is that the shit time machine may not be able to Let you dress up as someone like him, dressed as an idol opponent, there is really no place to cry, and you have to blame this idiot on Zhao Kuangyin.

But after Zhao Ke really arrived at the Lixian Pavilion, he didn't feel any guilt at all...

Although Zhao Ke is a science and engineering dog who is engaged in scientific research, he has long since been obsessed with his idol Li Yu and has a thorough understanding of this period of history. It is the style of the southern country.

In other words, this huge Lixian Hall was built according to the standard of making Li Yu live comfortably.

Zhao Ke carefully admired the small bridges, flowing water, pavilions, towers and pavilions here. Although the night is as dark as ink, he can still see that the scenery here is truly beautiful.

By the way, what did Wang Dejun say just now, he has been resting in the Rixian Hall recently?

Zhao Ke is not a fool. Thinking of this sentence, it is really a big deal. Looking at the Lixian Hall built by "he" for Li Yu, he naturally knows what "rest" in Wang Dejun's mouth means.

Naturally, I also know why this title of "Disobedient Marquis" came from.

Could it be that Li Yu refused to obey "him", so Zhao Kuangyin gave him the title of "Marquis of Disobedience"?

Zhao Ke pinched his thigh, reconfirmed that this was not a dream, his consciousness really passed through Zhao Kuangyin's body.

It turned out that my idol was so miserable. It was fine if the country was ruined and the family was surrendered to the Song soldiers, but he was still detained in this cage and became a canary that was only raped by others.

Damn, Zhao Kuangyin is really not human!

The more Zhao Ke thought about it, the more angry he became. While trying to calm down his mood, he decided to take a good look at the idol later. He only saw him once, and then let him go.

In front of Li Yu's house, Zhao Ke got out of the carriage and ordered everyone to leave.

Wang Dejun was in a dilemma, but he really couldn't resist him, so he could only wave his hands to the group of people behind him with a sad face, and led them back with a sigh.

After confirming that they were gone, Zhao Ke summoned up his courage and pushed open the door of Li Yu's room.

It was late at night, but the shadows of candles were still flickering in the main hall. His idol Li Yu was sitting under the lamp, holding a scroll in his left hand and a wine bottle in his right.

His voice of pushing the door just now was not soft, but his idol didn't raise his head, refused to give him a look, and was still indulging in his own poetry and wine.

Is this a silent struggle, or has he become numb after being imprisoned for too long?

He didn't dare to think about it, but took a few steps closer and looked at Li Yu seriously.

His Li Yu is wearing a plain robe, but the material is excellent silk and satin, and it is also embroidered with exquisite bamboo leaf patterns.

He was very white and thin, and even by the candlelight, it could be seen that his face had no color, and he was malnourished and possibly anemic.

Zhao Ke looked at his idol carefully, and when a large ball of wax dripped from the candlestick, he realized that he had been standing there looking at it for a long time.

"..."

However, he also knew why Zhao Kuangyin, an old dog, kept people in this exquisite cage.

Because Li Yu's appearance...is really too high.

Relying on his previous understanding of history, he was obsessed with Li Yu because of his outstanding poetic achievements, the so-called unfortunate poet of the country, he was attracted by the talent of this subjugated king and couldn't extricate himself.

But most of the portraits of Li Yu recorded in the books are extremely ugly, and he really can't connect those exaggerated portraits comparable to dinosaurs with the enchanting evildoer in front of him.

Zhao Ke thought to himself, what kind of king of subjugation, with his appearance, he should be the red next to the king of subjugation... Ah no, blue face is a disaster!

Zhao Ke admitted that he was really tempted.

Sure enough, there is no such thing as homosexuality, heterosexuality, and bisexuality in people. Orientation is a matter of face. People are all Yangou, and they are all Yansexual.

If it weren't for his understanding of this period of history, he might not be much better than Zhao Kuangyin now. He probably would have yelled "I can!" when he saw Li Yu, and then threw him on the bed, letting him chant poems while begging for mercy. up.

"..."

Zhao Ke swallowed his saliva, pinched himself again, and silently recited "Only watch from a distance, not play with it" several times, reminding himself that today is to release people, don't forget the key task.

Zhao Ke plucked up his courage, stepped forward and said to Li Yu: "Let's go..."

Li Yu didn't respond at first. After two seconds, he finally retracted his eyes that were about to be pasted on the page of the book, and looked up at Zhao Ke: "You...you just...what did you say?"

Zhao Ke carefully admired the idol's peerless face again, and repeated: "I said, you go."

Li Yu was a little unbelievable: "Let's go?"

"Yeah, let's go." Zhao Ke thought for a while, and added, "You go, go where you want to go, from now on you don't have to be locked up here, you find a place you like to live , I will try my best to help you arrange everything, and you leave here and live the life you like."

Looking at the light that flickered in Li Yu's eyes for a moment and then disappeared, Zhao Ke sighed and said, "You...are also a monarch! Your background and talent should not be locked here to suffer such humiliation."