The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

Feng Jiuqing dismissed the people around him and said to the dark: "What's wrong with you?"

The person in the dark didn't say anything, Feng Jiuqing continued: "If you don't come down, I will go up directly."

An extremely slight "dong" sound and an uncontrollable gasp sounded at the same time, and Feng Jiuqing finally saw the pale-faced little secret guard.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air. Feng Jiuqing walked forward a few steps to the side of the little secret guard, and the smell of blood became stronger.

"You are hurt?"

This shouldn't be the case. Although this little secret guard is a little naive, his martial arts skills can definitely crush many people. Besides, this is the imperial palace, how could the little secret guard be injured?

The little secret guard lowered his head and leaned back: "The commander said I broke the rules and punished me with forty sticks. It's not a big deal."

Feng Jiuqing took out a tube of ointment from his sleeve. It was a top-grade medicine that he had exchanged from the system before, but had rarely used since he became the Grand Tutor.

"I got it from the Imperial Hospital before. It's of no use to me anyway, so you can use it."

The young secret guard did not refuse and took it with his head down.

Feng Jiuqing asked casually, "What rules were broken?"

The little secret guard said in a low voice: "We fought in the palace. The commander said that unless you only have one breath left, I won't have to fight."

Huh? Feng Jiuqing thought about it carefully and realized that he had not done anything wrong to Yan Yiran. Wasn't this secret guard sent by Mo Ling to protect him? What was the point of waiting until he was only a breath away before attacking him? Why collect his body? Just because the secret guard protected him, he was punished with forty strokes of the cane and immediately sent to work after the punishment. Even Zhou Baopi didn't punish him like this, right?

"You can go back and rest. I'll be in Qianyuan Palace. Nothing will happen."

The little secret guard did not leave, but whispered: "Commander, do not allow me to leave my post without permission, otherwise the punishment will be doubled."

Feng Jiuqing was angry: "You are my secret guard, you do whatever I tell you to do, why should he punish you? Where is Yan Yiran? I'm going to find him!"

The little secret guard shook his head blankly: "I don't know."

Yan Yiran's whereabouts were even hidden from his own Hidden Dragon Guards. He was worthy of being the elusive leader of the Hidden Dragon Guards, and was an expert at hiding his whereabouts.

Feng Jiuqing took a deep breath and said, "There is a small bed in the side hall. You can go there to rest. I'm in the main hall anyway. You can hear what happens. It doesn't count as abandoning my post without permission."

"Okay." The little secret guard nodded, and just as he was about to jump onto the beam, his vision suddenly went dark and he fell to the ground.

Feng Jiuqing was quick to catch the person, and cursed Yan Yiran in his heart, saying, "He was just a young kid, and he was beaten like this!"

Fortunately, everyone had gone out. Feng Jiuqing carried the little secret guard to the couch and applied the medicine to him.

He also took out a thin quilt from the one he had left in the side hall and covered the little dark guard with it. He then brought some ice from the main hall to prevent the little dark guard from getting prickly heat all over his body.

After finishing everything, Feng Jiuqing touched the little secret guard's forehead and found it was indeed frighteningly hot.

Feng Jiuqing originally wanted to exchange for antipyretic drugs from the system mall, but then he thought that he didn't know much about medicine, so he decided to leave it to a professional.

"Come here, send the imperial doctor!"

After an unknown amount of time, the little secret guard finally woke up. When he found himself in an unfamiliar environment, he jumped off the bed with a thud. He accidentally pulled the wound on his back and gasped in pain.

"Be gentle, or the medicine you just applied will be wasted."

He looked towards the source of the sound and saw Feng Jiuqing sitting not far from him with a book in his hand. Next to the book was a bowl of black stuff and a plate of pills. He had no idea what they were.

Only then did he let down his guard and breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Jiuqing came over with the bowl of black stuff: "Drink this and lie back down..."

The little dark guard frowned. He heard that this black thing was extremely bitter, but he also knew that he was injured and he should drink it. When no one cared about him before, he just endured it. He didn't need this.

But after Feng Jiuqing brought it to him, he still took it and drank it obediently. Suddenly, there was no taste in his mouth except bitterness. After finally finishing the drink, he thought it was finally over, but something was stuffed into his mouth unexpectedly. He was about to spit it out, but found that it tasted quite good.

Feng Jiuqing pointed at the things on the table and said, "You can eat candied fruit after taking medicine, but you can only eat three at most, otherwise you will get a toothache if you eat too much."

It turned out that the thing was candied fruit. He had heard other secret guards say that this thing was delicious before, and he didn't expect it to be so delicious. He couldn't describe the taste, he just felt comfortable after eating it.

Feng Jiuqing looked at him and pointed at the eunuch beside him and said, "His name is Xiao Qizi. He will take care of you in the next few days. Just tell him what you want to eat. He is in the imperial kitchen and he is familiar with this matter. Since you are awake, I will go back to the main hall first."

The little secret guard lay on the couch in a daze without saying a word.

Feng Jiuqing motioned Xiao Qizi to follow him out, took out two ingots of silver from his sleeve and handed them to him: "Here, this is your reward for taking care of the little fool. I have already informed the people in the imperial kitchen these days, so you don't have to go on duty."

That little secret guard looked silly, so Feng Jiuqing decided to just call him Little Idiot, since it suited him well anyway.

Xiao Qizi was stunned for a moment, and quickly withdrew her hand: "It is Xiao Qizi's honor to be able to help you, how can I ask you for money."

"It's only natural that I pay you for your work. Do you think my money is worthless?"

Feng Jiuqing originally just wanted to tease Xiao Qizi, but Xiao Qizi's face turned pale and he knelt down in front of Feng Jiuqing: "I dare not."

"Get up." Feng Jiuqing pulled him up and stuffed the silver into his arms: "Just think of it as a reward from me. Use it to buy something you need. It's only twenty taels of silver."

Xiao Qizi's eyes were red, but she smiled happily: "My sister is getting married. With these twenty taels of silver, she can make a beautiful wedding dress and bring some as a dowry. Then her husband's family will not dare to treat her badly in the future."

Feng Jiuqing smiled, took out another twenty taels of silver and stuffed it into Xiao Qizi's pocket: "Give it to your sister to buy makeup."

"Sir, twenty taels are enough, you don't need that much!" Xiao Qizi was about to return the silver, but found that Feng Jiuqing had already walked some distance away.

"Gift money, let me also share in the joy."

Feng Jiuqing's voice came from afar, and Xiao Qizi couldn't help shedding tears. He had met the noble lord before, the only noble lord in the palace who treated them as human beings. He would definitely repay the noble lord well.

That night, Feng Jiuqing waited very late but Mo Ling did not come back, but he did receive a letter from Canglang.

Wen Chu has not been found yet, but new news has been reported back to the capital. At the place where the relief grain was robbed, a dead bandit found a token from the Grand Tutor's Mansion. The news that the Grand Tutor robbed the relief grain has spread to various places like wings, and many ministers have already requested that the Grand Tutor's Mansion hand over the relief grain. And Wen Chu has gone from missing to planning to rob the grain, from an official appointed by the court to a potential criminal of the court.