God level choice of Douluo

Being a eunuch in front of the palace is actually not an easy job. When you are on duty, you go to the door and wait, or stand in front of the emperor, and do something like that. Compared with the father-in-law in front of the palace, you are far behind. w

After practicing for a while, Bai Muchiu also used the Da Sheng Immortal Hands. The hands did not have one finger, one palm, one punch and one finger, but changed according to the moves and forms. One move of Hongmeng's enlightenment was like opening up the sky, his body was moving, However, as the figure in his mind performed martial arts, and as he used the second move of rays of light, the palm wind, fist wind, and claw wind were blurred in the hall, like a screen of rays of light opening up. Bai Muchiu became more and more selfless, and his figure His movements are becoming more and more integrated with the figure in his mind, each move is majestic, and each step is like that of an immortal.

The strong breeze stopped for a moment, and Bai Muchiu stopped collecting his power, with a look of unfinished expression on his face, regretting the third level of the White Sky Flying Fairy, "If I had better luck, I could have climbed directly to the top of the third level, but it's a pity, a pity!" "

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he looked at the time. It was almost time to go to court, and he would not have time to fight a few times. Just as he was putting on the air, he suddenly stopped again, looking in the direction of the Chui Gong Hall, thinking of what he had done to the little boy last night. The words the emperor said were somewhat cruel, but if people don't take care of themselves, they will be punished by heaven and earth. Bai Muchiu also had to think about it for himself. If the little emperor Zhao Ji accepted last night's plan and tolerated it, it meant that this person would definitely be a hero in the future. Then he would do his best to curry favor, complete the cause and effect points, and learn the art of rejuvenation. Secondly, Zhao Ji is a young emperor after all, he is full of energy and cannot bear the bad breath, so Bai Muchiu has no choice but to practice martial arts well, find an opportunity to leave the palace, join the martial arts, and then make plans.

This choice seems to have been chosen by Bai Muchiu for himself, but in fact the right to choose still lies in the hands of the little emperor Zhao Ji. After all, he is just a little eunuch now, and is not even as good as a dog in the eyes of big shots.

Soon, the bell of Chui Gong Hall rang, which meant retreating from the court.

After waiting for a while, two people, one large and one small, came side by side from the direction of Zichen Palace, looking cheerful and chatting and laughing happily. Seeing this, Bai Muchiu also cracked his mouth and smiled happily. Although the emperor's mediocrity is the time for eunuchs to be majestic, it is also the most death-seeking behavior. Anyway, all kinds of hats will be put on your head. That is not what Bai Muchiu wants to see. Arrived.

There is a hero in front to block the wind, and he can also act like a fox or a tiger.

Two teams of guards came over to guard each important road. Bai Muchiu stepped aside wisely and secretly observed the oncoming regent. This man looked gentle and elegant, and there was a faint aura of a king in his movements. He didn't look like him at all. He was a cruel figure like Dong Zhuo of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

When he walked in front of them, Bai Muchiu quickly lowered his head. He didn't stand up until the two noble people entered the hall. It seemed that the little emperor had made his choice. Bai Muchiu left happily. As for the meals and night talks between their uncle and nephew, he was not allowed to attend.

At the second watch, the changing eunuch came to wake Bai Muchiu up and signaled that it was his turn to light the lamp. Stepping into the back hall, he could hear the sound of porcelain being smashed in the distance. The small figure looked like a madman under the projection of the screen. Zhao Ji's eyes turned red when he saw Bai Muchiu coming over with a lamp, and slapped the table with the remaining soup. Snap.

"Xiao Bai, do you know? What is it like to laugh and talk face to face with your biggest enemy?" Zhao Ji said this almost in a tearful tone, his dragon robe as messy as a madman.

He turned his head and stared at Bai Muchiu, and said harshly: "If your plan doesn't work, I will cut you into pieces! I will do what I say!" The last few words were almost growled.

Bai Muchiu smiled faintly. He knew that Zhao Ji's last roar was not directed at him, but at the regent Zhao Wu. When he first came in, he saw that the direction Zhao Wu came out should be to the harem, where the former emperor's concubines lived. , as for what to do, no one wants to mention this in front of the crazy Zhao Ji.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty!" Bai Muchiu went over to help Zhao Ji up and used a little internal strength, which immediately surprised Zhao Ji. His tone was light but persuasive, "Your Majesty, the road to success is difficult, not to mention that you are facing the throne of the Ninth Five-Year Plan. This road is full of thorns and bones. If you want to take a step forward, really It's difficult, but Your Majesty, you have successfully taken a step forward. With every step you take, Zhao Wu will be one step closer to the throne. Don't forget, you have a natural advantage."

"What advantage?" Zhao Ji calmed down a lot and sat down at the front desk, quietly waiting for the witty little eunuch to give him the answer.

Bai Muchiu winked at him slyly, "Has Your Majesty forgotten the story that slave told you? How did Obai, a man of great martial arts and the governor of the world's troops, be captured and killed?"

Zhao Ji fell silent, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Is your age correct? Zhao Wu will definitely relax his vigilance about my age. On the contrary, if I do such a thing in my twenties, it will definitely arouse his suspicion."

"Your Majesty is wise!" Bai Muchiu flattered him appropriately.

He continued: "But this is not enough. Today, in addition to Zhao Wu, tomorrow there may be Zhao Liu and Zhao Qi who bully His Majesty's young age. Your Majesty's age will change from an advantage to a disadvantage. This strategy can only Use it once, and others will see through it the second time.”

Zhao Ji nodded, walked down and took Bai Muchiu's hand, "Xiao Bai, you are really resourceful. Please ask me for advice."

"After today, Your Majesty can train a large number of servants, spread your eyes and ears, and listen to all rumors inside and outside the palace, in the streets and alleys, and monitor the conversations of officials and the movements of the emperor's relatives."

Bai Muchiu finally said the once notorious name in his world, "As the saying goes, strike first and control others later. His Majesty can use his trusted eunuchs to attack everywhere and recruit as many chamberlains, maids and guards as possible to integrate them into a A force that only serves His Majesty."

Zhao Ji was so excited when he heard this that he nodded to Bai Muchiu's words.

"This method is good! Very good! According to what Xiaobai said, I can't wait to develop this group of slaves right away. You have done your service to me, and I will not forget you. Since you raised this matter, you must have already prepared it. You start to do it immediately, and I will bear all the expenses required."

Bai Muchiu smiled and kowtowed!

The seeds of the East Jishi Factory have been planted in the emperor's heart, and the prototype has appeared. Everything in the future will be much easier to handle.