Shaodi Chunxin

After Fu Yuanqing came back, he changed clothes in the duty room.

He heard the door knocking, but he didn't pay attention at first, he changed into a neat inner garment, put on the official uniform again, tied a leather belt around his waist, and said to Chen Jing as he walked out: "I'm going to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to return to my life, and I'll be there in half an hour." Return. You can think about what you want for lunch later, I will ask the cook under the chief of ceremonies to make more."

No one answered.

"Chen Jing?"

Fu Yuanqing looked up at the empty courtyard, startled.

"Chen Jing. Where's the person?"

There was no one in the study or bedroom.

Fu Yuanqing frowned, realizing that Chen Jing was not in the courtyard, and the sound of the door frame just now sounded again... Maybe he went out?

Before he could think about it carefully, Fang Jing had already come from the north, pushed the door open and said, "Godfather, are you back? Your Majesty asked you to go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to answer quickly."

"Okay." While speaking, he had already hung the dental plaque with the handprint of the Chief of Rites on the leather belt, "Let's go now."

Fang Jing led him out, but did not leave: "Godfather, wait a while. The palace already knew about the fact that you threw a pot in Pu Mansion today. You have knelt on the ground for a long time, and your knees must hurt. Then Don't bother walking."

Fu Yuanqing did not doubt that he was there, and after waiting for a while, the stool was carried over.

Without a long delay, he headed towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The sunshade tent of the Hall of Mental Cultivation was hung up. When he entered, the young emperor was leaning on the soft couch in the East Nuan Pavilion and reading.

Unpredictable.

Fu Yuanqing talked about the affairs of the Pu Mansion in detail, and the young emperor said "Yes", "Fang Jing from Dongchang has delivered a secret report. I already know about it. The poem that obscures the sky was obtained from Zhoufeng Academy. It was sent out by instruction. Zhoufeng Academy is located within the boundaries of Waixichang, and should have been taken care of. But Liu Jiu didn't even mention a word here. He thought that he could become a part of it by protecting those Shilin students in this way. What? Father said what to do?"

Liu Jiu is clearly a popular person beside the young emperor, and he is also the seal of the imperial horse inspector, acting on his behalf to approve the celebrity... Why did he suddenly ask how he punished Liu Jiu?

Fu Yuanqing became even more confused, and said hesitantly: "Liu Jiu is responsible for dereliction of duty, and he can be fined ten times."

"If I want to tell you, this kind of dog who eats inside and outside should be beaten to death." The young emperor smiled, "Father is still soft-hearted. Fang Jing, I will do according to your ancestors' wishes."

"Yes, Mr. Liu Chang is in the horse prison today, and the slaves will arrange for the eunuch who is in charge of the punishment to go over." Fang Jing replied.

Anyone who knows that the domineering Liu Jiu has lost the grace at this moment will all applaud.

But Fu Yuanqing didn't feel happy.

The only difference between him and Liu Jiu is that the young emperor still has to rely on him now, and after half a year, he will only be worse than Liu Jiu, and his body will be broken into pieces.

The young emperor asked again: "Father has worked hard today, have you ever eaten?"

"Have had breakfast outside the palace with the servants of Beizhen Fusi."

"That means no lunch." The young emperor said, "Fang Jing."

Fang Jing was clever, bowed and asked, "Master, where are you going to use lunch?"

"Let's stay here." The young emperor said, he glanced at Fu Yuanqing, "Father will have dinner with me."

Fu Yuanqing was taken aback.

"Why, Father doesn't want to?"

He remembered Chen Jing's focused eyes in the morning, and the young man said that he would eat with him in the days to come, and asked him to eat seriously.

"Minister..." Fu Yuanqing paused, "I thank Your Majesty for your kindness."

After a while, the palace people under the Supervisor of Rituals set up the table, and then the dishes came in.

Following the example of the sages, the young emperor always had a frugal lunch, but there was an endless stream of people entering and leaving the palace, filling a whole table.Fu Yuanqing set up a small table in front of him, and selected some dishes that did not violate the standard, and set them up.

Fang Jing said to Fu Yuanqing as if offering a treasure: "Godfather, try this plate of lychee pork. It is smooth but not greasy, tender and sweet."

"Okay." Fu Yuanqing picked up his chopsticks.

"Godfather, and this jade silk belly and lungs, the taste is rotten and soft, very delicious."

Fu Yuanqing entered some more.

It is rare for Fang Jing to see him actively eating, and he is even more enthusiastic: "Godfather, and this, this..."

"Fangjing." The young emperor called out.

Fang Jing quickly turned to the young emperor: "Master, master!"

"Go down!"

"Yes, yes!" Fang Jing hurriedly greeted the surrounding palace people, and everyone quietly retreated, leaving only Shaodi and Fu Yuanqing in the Nuan Pavilion.

The young emperor took a small plate of pickled vegetables from his own table, walked to Fu Yuanqing's table, bent down and put it down: "This is from Yujiufang. The bad melons and eggplants are carefully made. They are still appetizing, so I will let them eat." They made more. My father usually eats light food, and you don't like big fish and meat, so try this."

Fu Yuanqing looked at the small dish in front of him, took a bite, and a sour and salty taste bloomed in his mouth. The sour and salty taste also brought some fruity aroma of melon and eggplant. The taste was light and elegant, and it was much better than ordinary pickled dishes. .

His eyebrows stretched a little.

In my memory, I had very little time to eat with Chen Jing. Sometimes, Chen Jing preferred more refreshing vegetarian dishes. If he brought some back to accompany his meal, he would definitely like it.

"How?" The young emperor asked with some expectation.

"It's delicious. Can I ask for some favors to bring back to the value house?"

"Eat more if you like it." The young emperor seemed more enthusiastic than ever. He squatted down, and stood in front of Fu Yuanqing's little table, keeping his eye level with Fu Yuanqing's.

Fu Yuanqing was taken aback, and asked: "Your Majesty is serious?"

"You are not joking." After the young emperor said this, Fu Yuanqing was stunned, "You don't want to?"

Fu Yuanqing put down the bowls and chopsticks, got up and knelt down beside him and kowtowed: "The emperor's food is a great favor. It's just a favor once, if it happens every time... then it's not a favor, but a indulgence. Your Majesty has acted in such a way. I can't bear such favoritism. Please take it back, Your Majesty."

"Father doesn't want to eat with me. But..." the young emperor said, "You promised Chen Jing to eat with me."

Fu Yuanqing's eyebrows became serious: "When Chen Jing agreed to have a meal with the minister today, no one else was present. How did your Majesty know this?"

"Don't forget that Chen Jing is also from Dongchang, and he is my dead man." The young emperor said, "I want to ask, how dare he not answer?"

Fu Yuanqing was taken aback. All the unnatural actions on the road just now had answers.

"So when Chen Jing returned to the palace, he was immediately summoned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation for questioning. On the way, Fang Jing was called to summon his ministers. In order to free up time, he had to wait for the bench to come."

The young emperor threw away his chopsticks, instead of being angry, he smiled: "When it comes to Chen Jing, my father has no rulers and ministers to advance and retreat. My father cares about him more than I care about me."

"What did His Majesty do to Chen Jing?"

"I am the Son of Heaven, I can do whatever I want!" The young emperor stood up and said arrogantly.

Fu Yuanqing sighed, kowtowed and said: "The minister has returned to the palace and returned to the palace. Today the minister rests and takes his leave."

After he finished speaking, he got up to leave.

"What is Father going to do?"

"Go look for Chen Jing."

"Fu Yuanqing!"

Fu Yuanqing withdrew without showing mercy.

As soon as he walked to the door of Dongnuange, someone hugged his waist from behind. Fu Yuanqing was startled. Before he could speak, the young emperor had already carried him into the inner dragon case of Dongnuange...

"Your Majesty?!" Fu Yuanqing had lost all color.

"Father..." The young emperor held his waist tightly to prevent him from struggling, his voice trembling rapidly, "Father...don't call me that, don't call me Your Majesty. I'm tired of hearing it."

Fu Yuanqing was at a loss.

The young man who imprisoned him spoke again, with a fervent plea: "Call me by name, call me Zhao Xu. Call me Xuer, just like before... You said you gave me everything, I know, ah father……"

The young man rudely untied his handicap, and impatiently tore off his skirt. The moment he kissed Fu Yuanqing's chest, his cold lips pressed against his chest, and his body... On the side of his leg, a thunderous thunder resounded through Fu Yuanqing's brain.

A few days ago, the matter that the young emperor called him into the bedroom in the middle of the night came back to his mind.

Everything became so clear——the emperor he had single-handedly raised had ulterior motives for him.

The young emperor kissed his cheek and said obsessively, "Father... I want you."

Fu Yuanqing didn't know where he got so much strength to push the young emperor away.

With no support, he fell from the dragon table. The dragon table was so high that his knees hurt from the fall. Fu Yuanqing stood up and tied his clothes with trembling hands. His bun was messed up, and a few strands of hair stuck to his cheeks .

"What is Your Majesty going to do?" His voice was trembling, but he was still asking.

"I... heard what Chen Jing said..." The young emperor approached slowly, the desire in his eyes was undisguised, "Father is going to die for me."

The old ancestor's mind became a little clearer, and he said: "Your Majesty is young, but his heart is unpredictable. The wolf is watching the tiger, otherwise it is not enough to establish prestige, and it is not enough to warn the world."

When the young emperor bullied him, Fu Yuanqing took another two steps back, behind him was the small table with meals.

"He also said... Father has given everything for me, and he is willing to feed him with his body." The young emperor looked at him infatuatedly, "It turns out that I am so important in Father's heart. If Father doesn't tell me, I will never know your heart."

The young emperor pressed on step by step, Fu Yuanqing had no way to retreat, and kicked over the little table.

The royal meals were scattered all over the place.

Fu Yuanqing's face turned pale and said: "The minister feeds the young emperor with his body, and even feeds the world with his body! Since your majesty knows the painstaking efforts of the minister, why doesn't he understand the reason?!"

The young emperor was startled.

"But Father said... cherish me." Young Emperor's voice trembled slightly, "Could Father be lying?"

Fu Yuanqing smiled miserably: "How could I lie. There is no one in the world as precious as you in my heart. I cherish you..."

In the expectant eyes of the young emperor, he said the following two words: "Ru Zi."

"What did you say?" The light in Shaodi's eyes froze.

"I cherish Your Majesty like a son." Fu Yuanqing said again.

"Ruzi?" The young emperor slowly repeated these two words.

"Yes, Ruzi."

"Ruzi..." The young emperor moved his eyes slightly, and he saw the bad melons and eggplants scattered on the ground, and suddenly said: "I remember that one summer, I suffered from sunstroke after playing too much, and the food in Guanglu Temple was always unpalatable. I could barely eat the food that came for several days. It was my father who sent people to find sweet and sour pickles from outside the palace and brought them into the palace. He cooked porridge and fed me soup, rice and medicine day and night. Slow down. Over the years, I have always remembered that I had tried the Yujiufang countless times, and only then did I vaguely have the taste of the past..."

Fu Yuanqing was slightly stunned: "I... almost forgot."

The young emperor looked up at him and asked, "Then why do you want to beg for a reward... You, you beg for bad melons and eggplants to feed Chen Jing, right?!"

"..." Fu Yuanqing was speechless for a long time.

"Haha..." The young emperor laughed abruptly. He covered his face and laughed out of joy, but his voice sounded like weeping: "Father, have you seen me in your eyes all these years? Have you ever stuffed me in your heart? A person who is going to die A lowly person, in just one month, can make my father try his best to please him. Why? Because he shares the bed with my father? Because he makes my father go to heaven happily?!"

"Your Majesty, please speak carefully." Fu Yuanqing said, "Chen Jing treats me more than a superficial exchange. He loves me and is willing to sacrifice his life. I respect him and have promised a coffin."

"Hahaha..." The young emperor laughed strangely and nodded frequently, "Well, you two live in the same bed and sleep in the bedroom, and die in the same coffin under the grave. What about me? What am I?"

"Your Majesty is the person closest to me." Although Fu Yuanqing's voice was unsteady, he still replied firmly, "I love Your Majesty just like parents love their children. If your Majesty misunderstood your Majesty's reckless words and deeds, I will die. I just beg Your Majesty not to anger Chen Jing... He, he just answered the truth, how innocent."

Fu Yuanqing knelt down and kowtowed.

He crawled under the young emperor's feet.

But it seems thousands of miles apart.

"I beg your majesty to take pity on Chen Jing. I am willing to bear the fault."

The young emperor felt a tight pain in his chest. After a while, he said: "From today on, you don't have to go to court to discuss matters. Let Liu Jiu go for you in the future!"

Fu Yuanqing was startled, and said: "I obey the order."

The young emperor said desolately: "If you don't go to court, what do you call a minister?"

Fu Yuanqing was silent for a while, then knelt down to speak.

"In the final analysis, there is no difference between slaves and Liu Jiu. Liu Jiu is a person in the palace. So is the slave. A slave in the palace. You can drive away slaves, and they are used for teaching, but they are not cute. You are just ignorant for a while. Smart, you will always understand." Fu Yuanqing paused and said, "Liu Jiu is a dog by your side. Why isn't Fu Yuanqing? Life and death are up to the owner."

Listening to his words, the young emperor felt heart-piercing pain that would make people cry. He clutched his chest, gritted his teeth and said, "Get out, get out of the palace! I don't even want to see you these days!"

Fu Yuanqing was startled.

This seems to have lifted his ban.

He kowtowed and said, "My servant, Fu Yuanqing, would like to obey the master's instruction."

The young emperor stood with his hands behind his back, his back was slumped, he said nothing, he thanked him and got up to leave.

When he walked out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, it was already noon, he walked out of the door of the hall and looked back, only then did he feel that the real dragon had escaped from a rage, trembling all over, and the chill hit...

Bailishi was urgently called into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

He pushed open the door of Dongnuange and went in. The inside was smashed to pieces, the dragon case was overturned, the dragon chair was overturned, the surrounding books were torn to pieces, countless treasures were smashed on the ground and the lunch was mixed into mud.

The young emperor sat down on the imperial steps with hair on his face, clutching his chest, blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth, he was startled at a hundred miles away, and hurriedly asked for his pulse.

His eyes were dark looking ahead, like a cold pool of stagnant water, which made people shudder.

The young emperor suddenly said: "I hate the courtiers, the etiquette, and the palace." If it weren't for these shackles, how could my father have suffered so much.How could I be in such a situation. "

"I hate Zhao Jin the most." He squeezed the name out between his teeth, "I wish I could dig a grave and tear my body to pieces!"

After saying this, the young emperor felt severe pain in his chest, and he could only lower his head powerlessly. The young emperor's face was covered by his hair, and it was difficult to distinguish his expression in the darkness.

Then, a drop of blood slipped down the young emperor's chin, dripped on the gold brick, seeped into the gap, and disappeared.

Chen Jing came back at night on the third day.

In the middle of the night, someone hugged Fu Yuanqing's waist, and he woke up suddenly.

In the darkness, he called out: "Chen Jing."

The person on the opposite side replied sullenly: "It's me. The ancestor."

Fu Yuanqing got up and stroked, touched his cheek, stroked carefully again, stroked his body in the dark, and felt relieved: "As long as you are fine... as long as you are fine."

"The ancestors don't blame me." Chen Jing asked in a low voice.

"In this palace, you can't help yourself." Fu Yuanqing said, "Master, you can only answer truthfully. I have nothing to blame you for."

"Young Emperor loves you, old ancestor."

"What about you?"

In the darkness, after a while, Chen Jing replied: "I love you too."

"The master is rich in the world, and he can do anything in the matter of enjoying love. Although he calls me father, in the heart of the master, I am just a servant in the palace. Naturally, I can be on a whim. When there is a queen, there is The concubine, the master will not be persistent anymore." Fu Yuanqing said, "The emperor is ruthless, have you ever heard of an emperor who would put his mind on an elderly eunuch?"

"But you are different...you pay for it with your life. I understand your mind."

After a while, Chen Jing said hoarsely, "I thought I would never come back."

"I also thought you wouldn't come back, Chen Jing." Fu Yuanqing said, "Fortunately, you are still here."

After saying this, he hooked Chen Jing's neck in the dark, gave him a kiss, and was about to leave when it landed on the corner of his mouth, but before he could leave, Chen Jing hugged him by the waist and pressed him firmly on the couch On the side table, kissed viciously.