High energy eunuch

It's New Year's Eve.

Dongzi enters the palace.

An oversized robe hung over him, lying on a bench in the dead of winter.

"Get up, the belt is not loose, wait for your grandpa to loosen it for you!"

With a big hand, he lifted Dongzi up like a chicken. He was a little dull, as thin as a monkey.Both sides of the face are dry and peeling, not at all like a young master from an official family, but rougher than a white and greasy eunuch in the palace.

At this time, a soft female voice came from outside——

"Brother Qin."

Qin San put the sharp thin blade aside casually, and went out in response to the sound.Dongzi's round eyes moved, and he moved two steps towards the wooden bench. The thin blade reflected his fingers, which were covered with bloody mouths.

They were all made during the five days of exile.

There was a sound at the window.

Dongzi's innocent and blank eyes saw a round head, and the same clear eyes outside stared at him and blinked.

"Let me take a look!" a milky voice said.

The little round head disappeared.

After a while, another one with hair climbed up to the window, his brows furrowed faintly.

"Master is not here!" The voice was full of excitement.

"You are so heavy, bastard."

The light eyebrows wobbled twice, but still leaned on the window to look at Dongzi, but Dongzi stopped looking at him, picked up the thin blade, and loosened his trouser belt.

He frowned suddenly, his small body trembled, the blade was drawn across the skin, and his elbow moved in a rugged and stiff posture.He picked up the porcelain bottle next to him, pulled out the stopper, and shook something in his pants.

White knives go in, red knives come out.

Dongzi quietly climbed onto the long bench and lay down, his legs were shaking constantly due to the cold and nervousness, the eyes of the little boy peeking out the window were almost protruding, Dongzi on the bench was bleeding a lot, and was about to be stained. The blood volume of the red half pair of pants.

"Hurry up, bastard... the little monk can't hold on anymore..."

The boy grabbed the trousers that were about to be ripped off by the pig-like teammates below, and muttered, "He bled a lot...do you want to call the imperial doctor..."

Just hear a bang.

Dongzi turned his head to the side, and there was no one outside the window.The hot blood in his trouser legs ran down to his ankles, damp and cold.He just lay there obediently, waiting for Master Qin San to come back, with a trace of luck in his heart.

Just waiting to tell the master——

"There are so many brethren in the back row, the younger ones did it themselves, it doesn't matter if they have been given medicine."

When Qin San came back, he glanced at Dongzi's bloody pants, and kicked him off the bench without asking a single question.

"If you finish it yourself, don't hurry up to get the sign, lie down and wait for someone to serve you? Get a good night's sleep, tidy up tomorrow, and honestly go to see the prince. I really don't know what the girls think, how did you mess with you? Such a dry person even named you by name to serve the prince. You are so clumsy and thin, what can you serve?"

Just as he was speaking, Dongzi didn't move his legs and fell on the threshold.

"Hey, say you're still in good spirits."

Qin San stepped over and raised his leg to kick again, Dongzi hurriedly ran out, the blood all over the ground made Qin San annoyed and cursed.

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Four more drums.

The entire Great Chu Imperial City was still shrouded in the quiet night.

Dongzi shrugged his eyebrows, turned over in the warm bed, sighed contentedly, his eyes narrowed and his brain darkened, extinguishing the trace of clarity.

The emperor did not go to the morning court.

"The newcomers who were just stuffed in the harem, I heard that they are Jiangnan beauties, all of them are water spirits, carefully selected by the Eighth Prince and just given away."

"The Eighth Prince is really caring."

"Can you not care, I heard that I will be back next month."

The ministers talked a lot, they left the court hall, and waited from [-] o'clock until the sun came out now, and the emperor sent someone to say that he could not go to court.

young.

Frizzy and unstable.

Hearing these words, the Great Chu Emperor Fu Qiu's ears became callused, and right now he was lying on his mother's lap, who was now the Empress Dowager, letting her dig her ears.The sun shone on his tender ears, which were slightly red.

"Is it reasonable for such an adult to be tired of staying with the queen mother all day long?"

Fu Qiu's two eyebrows resembled the former empress, and the current empress dowager, with two thin curved willow leaves, squinting lazily, twisting the sash hanging from the empress dowager's chest in her hands.The white light flickered, his mother gave him a push, "It's done."

"Queen, when will Eighth Uncle enter the palace?"

The Empress Dowager Song handed the ear picks to the palace attendants, tugged at Fu Qiu's sleeves, and straightened the hem of his jacket.The dragon robe is very close-fitting. Fu Qiu has been the emperor for five years. The former baby emperor is now 15 years old.Those who were born in white jade have majesty, but they are all brought out by ordering others.

The Empress Dowager Song sighed, "You can't rely on your eighth uncle all the time. The eighth uncle wants to help you take care of state affairs, and he has to fight for you. He has no skills at all. Next time, he will not be allowed to transfer someone back with such a decree."

Fu Qiu curled his mouth.

"At least tell the queen mother first." Empress Dowager Song said helplessly.

"Ok!"

There are too many things Fu Qiu promised, at least he promised more than ten times just not to summon the Eighth Prince casually.

Coming out of the empress dowager's palace, the sunlight on the palace road was so strong that it was hard to open your eyes.The palace man immediately came over with an umbrella, the man lowered his eyebrows and eyes, Fu Qiu was a head shorter than him, just as the man bowed his head and bowed his head, the difference was almost evened out.

"Don't go yet!"

The man who obediently answered "Yes" kicked him silently, then followed Fu Qiu's steps carefully, keeping a distance that could shade him from the sun.

"Come here!" Fu Qiu said in a bad tone, and kicked the stupid servant again.

The two walked side by side, and Fu Qiu looked a little better. Looking back, the palace people were far away. He lowered his voice, and touched the hand of the person beside him.

Dongzi backed away as quickly as if struck by lightning, letting Fu Qiu into the sun, and hurriedly chased after him holding his umbrella.

"Stupid slave." Fu Qiu was annoyed, and turned his head fiercely at the man with a pale face and sweaty forehead and said, "My eighth uncle is coming back in a few days, and then eighth uncle will take me to ride a horse. You go find something to wear when riding a horse."

Dongzi silently replied "Yes".

In private, Fu Qiu gave Dongzi a new name in his stomach, called "Mr. Yes Yes", and dangled obsequiously in front of him all day long, getting upset just looking at him.He didn't have any temper yet, no matter how much Fu Qiu kicked him, he wouldn't even frown.

What is the meaning of this wooden man?

Night falls.

The familiar warm fragrance in the bedroom put Fu Qiu in a good mood, and he didn't bother to worry about it. There was too much fish left on the table, so he just ate the two slices from his stomach, and let someone give it to Dongzi.The result was good, the slave was not too rare to eat, and was returned intact.

If Fu Qiu didn't have a cat, he really thought it would be better to give it to a cat to eat.

Fu Qiu hadn't finished his meal yet, so he was in no mood to eat.You can't drag that servant down to beat him, it's not like he hasn't beaten him before, it's just a bore, and he won't get a fart if he goes down with three sticks.

"Don't eat." Fu Qiu dropped the chopsticks.

All the eunuchs and maids in the palace were also used to it, and they brought him coarse tea to rinse their mouths.

But two days.

The Eighth Prince rushed to the capital at four o'clock, and entered the palace directly.Who is this Eighth Prince?The elder brother of the first emperor, according to Da Chu's habit of establishing a son and an elder, Fu Qiu should not have been the emperor's son in the first place, let alone sitting on the dragon chair now.

When the Eighth Prince arrived at the emperor's bedroom, the emperor was still asleep on the bed, and the quilt was thrown violently, only to hear a roar——

"Bold!"

"Hey, boy, who is bold?"

I saw a majestic face, even with a smile, it was hard to get rid of the coldness from the wind and frost on the battlefield.

Fu Qiu opened his mouth wide at first, then hung it on the Eighth Prince's body, wrapped his arms around his neck and did not let go, said lapily, "Eighth Uncle carry me on your back!"

"Back back, do you want to hold it high?"

Before Fu Qiu could answer, the Eighth Prince slapped him loudly on the buttocks, and raised his thick eyebrows, "You're 15 years old, not five. Hurry up and get up at five o'clock later, and see if you're doing well again today." Can't think of bed."

Fu Qiu grinned foolishly.

"Isn't there an eighth uncle?"

"The Eighth Uncle didn't come back to go to court for you." The Eighth Prince Fu Rong was not allowed to be the emperor in the past, but it was because his heart was in the court and he didn't like the dullness of the palace. You want silver."

Fu Qiu was stunned.

"No problem, when I go to court, I will ask the Minister of the Household Department, if I have money!"

Fu Rong pinched his round face, "It's good if you have money. If you can't afford money, Eighth Uncle can only dismantle part of your harem to exchange for money. Before winter, the money and food must be in place, otherwise this battle will not be worth it." Good fight."

The Great Chu is fighting against the Southern Chu in the south. It is said that the Southern Chu is a rebel army that rose up during the snow disaster the year before last, occupied five states in the south, and gradually became bigger.During the late emperor's lifetime, the Great Chu fought aggressively to expand its territory. After his death, it stopped for two years, and now he is free to take care of the Southern Chu.

Fu Qiu also thought about it, and asked directly in the court hall for fear of inconvenience, so he left the Minister of the Household Department alone to ask after the court was over.

Well, Hubu Shangshu with a mournful face——

"Don't say 10 taels, even 5 taels will have to be pieced together. Next year the emperor will get married, and the queen mother will have a practice palace. This is all money..."

Fu Qiu did not expect that the treasury would run out of money.After all, since the snow disaster, the past two years have been considered to be good weather, all places are safe and sound, and taxes are paid into the warehouse on time.

It's just that the money is not enough now, so I don't know how to explain to Uncle Ba.

Feeling worried, I had no choice but to hide in the bedroom, shrinking under the quilt nervously.Xin said, it would be best for the eighth uncle to come to him later, if it is not possible, he can simply order the eighth uncle to go to the border.

At this time, the shadow of a thin man dangled at the door.

Seeing him pick up a vase, he wiped it vigorously.

Fu Qiu was so angry that he rolled over and walked towards the eunuch.

Da Chu's eunuch was wearing a blue eunuch uniform, which set off Dongzi's thin appearance, with pale skin, and he gasped after coughing twice.

Fu Qiu stood still, frowned and said, "Sick again?"

Dongzi glanced at him blankly, put the vase in a hurry, knelt on the ground and replied, "I'm fine, just a little cold."

"I just want to say, don't come out to be on duty when you are sick. When you get sick and get angry, let me not mention you alone. All the servants in your yard will lose their heads."

Dongzi's face was pale, his lips were closed stiffly, and he stopped talking.

"Go down, go down, it hurts to see you."

Dongzi on the front foot went out, and the emperor on the back foot became even more upset. At this moment, nothing could be as big an annoyance as the Eighth Prince who was in debt.

A middle-aged man's voice came from the door——

"The emperor has finished his court, so he must have the money already?"

Fu Qiu shuddered and buried his head in the quilt.

After a while, the Eighth Prince lifted him upside down from the quilt like pulling out a carrot.

It is rare for the Eighth Prince to look kindly, "Where's the money?"

"...No." Fu Qiu wanted to cry.

"Will the battle still be fought? Do you want Uncle Eight to slap everyone in the capital?" Before leaving the city, the Eighth Prince issued a military order, and this battle can only be won but not defeated.

"Fight! Eighth Uncle, go back first. After half a month, I will definitely send [-] snowflake silver to the front line!" Fu Qiu gritted his teeth.

The Eighth Prince squinted his eyes, "Anyway, Eighth Uncle is fine, and will guard you in the capital. It won't be too late to go to the front line in half a month."

Fu Qiu silently counted the five taels of private money in his boots in his stomach.

Who the hell said the emperor is rich everywhere?He only has five taels!