Your Majesty Please Calm Down

This morning is Xiumu. He doesn't need to go to the morning assembly, but Ji Heng got up early. He has other things to do today.

Just after the Mid Autumn Festival, it's a good time for soldiers. The three battalions garrisoning the capital area are stationed fifty miles outside the capital, which are the most elite troops in the whole Qi Dynasty. It's customary for the Emperor to go to the three battalions every autumn to check them. 

After breakfast, he changed to the Emperor's special armor and went out with his bow and dagger. He was tall and straight, with long legs. Once he took off his Dragon Robe and put on his armor, he had a kind of awe-inspiring righteousness. With that handsome face, he looked like a young general who was devoted to his country. His appearance deceived even Tian Qi. She stood at the gate of the Qianqing palace and watched him leave. At the same time, she sighed in her heart, as expected, good looking person, always look good wearing anything

Someone from the Royal Horse supervisor led a snow-white horse to come here. Ji Heng stood by the horse and looked back. His eyes crossed the crowd and stopped on Tian Qi. He smiled at her and quickly turned around. He knew that Tian Qi was also looking at him. Her eyes were very lingering, like a wife seeing off her husband. Ji Heng thought a little far for a while, and he was absent-minded when he stepped on the horse, so he didn't feel the abnormal condition in some part of his body.

He went to the military parade today. He wanted to take Tian Qi with him. Unfortunately, Tian Qi can't ride a horse. They can't ride together in public. Sheng Anhuai could ride a horse, so he came.

Sheng Anhuai, like the bodyguards, is not qualified to mount his horse until he is out of the palace. This group of horses can't ride too fast in the capital, and only when he is out of the city, that he can rush straight to the camps.

When they arrived outside the camps, the dignified generals came out to meet them. The Emperor and his officials had seen the ceremony, Ji Heng got the horse and led to the camps.

Although there is no war right now, and they don't need to put on all the armor. Still, because the Emperor, they should treat the parade seriously, so many people wear heavy armors.

In the crash of a piece of iron on heavy armor, Ji Heng heard a subtle ring.

When he stopped and listened carefully, the bell disappeared; as soon as he moved, it rang again.

In the middle of the field, the General song, the commander of the three battalions, was a little strange. "Is your majesty hear a silver bell? "

Ji Heng: "…”

He suddenly knew what it was.

Later, Ji Heng recalled today's terrible military parade, carefully analyzed the possibility of a man hanging a bell on his * * in the parade.

First of all, a pervert must have a bell tied to his manhood the night before. It can't be tied too loose or too tight. If it's too loose, it's easy to fall off. If it's too tight, it's easy to feel uncomfortable. Well, he's not comfortable whether it's loose or tight;

Secondly, he must wear the little bell to sleep all night, so that he can adapt to the existence of the little bell and will not notice it when he gets up the next day.

Again, he had to be satisfied in bed the night before, so that he would probably not have a morning boom the next day, and it was up to luck, not that much. It turned out that he was really unlucky. In the same way, he couldn't drink water the night before, so that he would probably not be courteous the next morning. It's still a matter of luck. He's still unlucky

Finally, the little bell had to be stuck between his pants – don't ask him why – it's hard for him to say – so that it wouldn't ring from when he got up to when he went out. Until he was bumping on the horse, the little bell was in the wrong position, and the magic sound sounded when he got off the horse.

In addition to the third point, each of the above things is less likely than the other and more like a dream. However, he has done all of them

It was miraculously that he had the situation now: hanging a bell on his little brother to go to the military parade

As an emperor, Ji Heng's face is actually quite thick, which can be surprisingly thick. Now, however, in the face of such a strange and incredible situation, he feels ashamed.

The generals were frank, and when they saw that the Emperor was not happy, they asked for a pardon. They thought that the Emperor was suddenly in a bad mood because of the General song's words. They look at each other and speak with his eye movement. Who has a bell on him? Take it off quickly. You wear a bell for the imperial parade, like what.

Ji Heng watched their discussion with a paralyzed face. Of course, he interrupted before the result was reached. Our kind and generous monarch said he didn't care about it. Several people continued to walk. Ji Heng purposely keeps pace with everyone, so no one can find that the voice comes from him

When he arrived at the camp, Ji Heng said he would find an empty camp to rest for a while, and no one else was allowed to follow him. Of course, everyone feels satisfied.

After entering the barracks, Ji Heng wanted to untie his clothes so that he could take down the bell. Unfortunately, he doesn't know-how. He can't unfasten the belt. Moreover, the more anxious he is, the more he can't untie it. The Emperor, who always been calm and self-contained, was in a hurry to sweat. At last, he clenched his teeth and drew out the dagger at his waist.

The belt can't be cut. Ji Heng can't explain why he wants to cut it. He decided to cut a small opening in his trousers, cut the silk thread of the bell across his pants, and shake it again, and the bell would fall down his pants.

Look, he's so smart.

Ji Heng pulls his pants and raises his dagger.

Sheng Anhuai suddenly came in – he just wanted to ask the Emperor if he needed tea or not. However, as soon as he came in, he saw that the Emperor was holding a dagger against his crotch, and his eyes were shining.

Sheng Anhuai: "…!!! "

This picture is one of the most terrible scenes he has ever seen in his life. He stumbled, rushed to Ji Heng step by step, knelt down, held Ji Heng's knife hand in his hands, clutched it to death, and cried out with grief, "Your majesty! Please! "

Ji Heng is not aware of Sheng Anhuai's coming in because his attention is all on the small bell. At this moment, he is stopped by him. Ji Heng is not happy, "get out of the way.". "

Sheng Anhuai will not leave even if he is dead. "Emperor, your dragon body is related to the whole country. Please be careful! "

Although the other side was too abrupt, he was concerned about him. Ji Heng comforted him and said, "it doesn't matter. I'm very accurate. "

"!!!! "

Sheng Anhuai burst into tears. "Emperor, if you are not happy, you can't kill yourself, you can hit and scold people or kill people! If you want to cut off the Dragon root, it's better to cut off the old slave's head first! "

Ji Heng: ‘So this fool thinks that I want to cut my own manhood.’

Hanging a bell on the military parade is the ashamed thing. Ji Heng can't explain it. He threw the dagger to the ground and said, "go away.". "

Sheng Anhuai quickly picked up the dagger. His concern for the Emperor gave him infinite courage. He would do it even if he died. Sheng Anhuai pointed to the Emperor's dagger. "Why don't your majesty let the servant keep it for you? "

Seeing that the Emperor ignored him, Sheng Anhuai took away the dagger and took away the arrows in his quiver too. He checked the barracks and found that there was no sharp weapon, which satisfied him to leave.

Ji Heng was left holding his forehead dejectedly and pulling his belt. In the end, he couldn't think of a better way. He called Sheng Anhuai in again, "I'm in a hurry. "

Sheng Anhuai soon found a brand-new black pot. Ji Heng asked Sheng Anhuai to untie his belt for this reason and immediately blew Sheng Anhuai out. 

At last, a problem was solved. Ji Heng looked at the bells and saw the evil light. "A little pervert, see how I can clean you up when I go back. "The little bell in his hand is very delicate. The silk thread can't view the material for a while, but it is bright in color and flexible in texture. It should be the top grade. The silver bells are engraved with patterns, which are familiar to his eyes. For a moment, he can't remember where he saw them. He always feels that they are very distant memories.

Although Ji Heng hated it, he didn't throw the bell out but put it in his arms.