High energy eunuch

The next day Fu Qiu opened his eyes.

Dongzi also woke up, got up and staggered, and filled his arms with Ziyan who had entered the room to serve.

"Hahahahaha..." Fu Qiu writhed on the bed.

"..."

"Brother Dongzi, be careful." Zi Yan helped him, and said to Fu Qiu with half anger and half resentment, "Even if you can't get up, you should call someone in to wash up, so that the old man can see what he looks like, and turn around." Said that our house does not understand the rules."

Fu Qiu smiled, "Whose house is it?"

Ziyan twisted the butt, took the copper basin from Ziyun, put it on the shelf, and waited for Fu Qiu to wipe his hands and face.

Fu Qiu was still lying on his stomach, his thoughtful eyes fell on his smoky and red side face, and he joked, "Who are you looking at, my son will protect you as a matchmaker?"

The red face turned pale with a brush, and after wiping his face, Zi Yan turned around and went out without looking back.

"Young master doesn't understand my daughter's thoughts at all, no wonder my sister is going to be angry."

The chair in front of the makeup mirror was covered with an extremely thick mattress, Fu Qiu's injury was on his back, and he gasped in pain when he sat up.

"What do you think?"

The jade crown and jade hairpin on the table are unknown to the waiters, but they are from the Fang family.Fu Qiu glanced around, then stared back at Ziyun who was combing his hair, "Here, tell me, what's your sister thinking?"

"Isn't it just that you care about your son?" Ziyun straightened Fu Qiu's head, so that his face was facing the bronze mirror, and the immature and shy face of his daughter's family was reflected in the mirror. His big eyes were so focused that it seemed that Fu Qiu was the only one in the world. The big thing about hair.

"Nonsense, why didn't I see it at all?" Fu Qiu casually handed the jade hairpin to Ziyun.

"Young master, Price Chengri, knows where Dong Zi is going, why do you take our servants seriously?" Ziyun curled her lips, and Fu Qiu in the mirror combed her hair, looking like a handsome young master, "Okay, There is still work in the servant's kitchen, Mr. Fang said, the people brought here are not allowed to eat and live for free, and they all live together with the servants of the Fang family."

Fu Qiu nodded, "Go."

The servants of the Fang family were also well-trained. After combing their hair and speaking, they brought breakfast into the room.Fu Qiu saw Dongzi standing outside the door, so he called him in and ate at the same table.

"The old man said to let you take care of it first."

"Ah."

The red oil fermented bean curd was delicious, so Fu Qiu picked a piece for Dongzi and put it in a bowl.

Dongzi said while eating, "This courtyard is assigned to the young master. When you go out the door, turn right. The big room at the corner is the study room. The old man has arranged it for you. When the young master recovers from his injuries, he will go there to study."

As soon as he talked about studying, Fu Qiu got a headache, and asked sideways, "Do you have to go every day?"

"Well, starting tomorrow, I will start reading at five o'clock, and the old man wants to come and see. The old man also said something..." Dongzi finished his porridge with a smile in his eyes, "If you can't get up, pack your bags and leave people."

"..." Fu Qiu waved the chopsticks in his hand, "The old man can't bear it."

That is to say, that day Fu Qiu was helped around the yard for a few laps, then went back to rest, and went to bed early at night.I really looked like I was reading from the second day, getting up early at five o'clock every day.Even the eighty-year-old Taifu Fang came to patrol the house at five o'clock every day. He also knew that today is different from the past, and the Fang family will still have to rely on them in the future.

One month later, Mr. Fang had finished reading the eight historical anthologies arranged for him, and Mr. Fang came to take the school exam early in the morning.

It was late in autumn, and Dongzi was standing in the yard.

At first there was no light in the sky, and when the sky just dawned, it was a deep blue and white, and then the blue and white lightened up, and then there was a world of red sun, when the blue and red were intertwined, it was a magnificent purple, and when the purple faded away, the red sun was brilliant, until the sky was completely white .Time seemed to stand still and stain Dongzi's motionless body.

Just after noon, Fu Qiu stepped out patting his growling stomach, drooping his head in dejection.

"If you can't do it, just read it again." Dongzi came over, stooped to straighten his robe for him, patted off the creases on the hem, and straightened the Panlong jade pendant on his waist.

Caught off guard, he raised his face and kissed him.

"..." Dongzi was stunned.

"As long as the young master is willing to work hard, he will definitely be the most intelligent person in the world." Fu Qiu laughed and grabbed Dongzi's shoulders, dragged him off, leaned on him, and let Dongzi walk towards the house on his back.

"I'm so hungry, if the food is not ready, I will bite you to death!" Fu Qiu smiled and licked Dongzi's ear.

Dongzi's ears were red, so he had to press the person on his body and carry it honestly.

"It's all what you like to eat." There was a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Eat with me." Fu Qiu sniffed against Dongzi's ear and blew into his cochlea.

Dongzi couldn't move his hand to scratch, so he said, "Don't brag, I will fall you later."

"Then you fall, my back injury is all healed up, I'm used to the pain after a month, if I fall with a bang, my blood will splatter on the spot, I won't have to study anymore!"

Fu Qiu's elated voice made Dongzi even more afraid to let him fall.But he stopped blowing, buried his head on Fu Qiu's broad shoulders, his eyes were a little hot, never praised his Fang Taifu, and even said that he could be a wise king.But he won't say this, although this recognition makes him want everyone to know that he is not an embroidered pillow, as long as he does it well, he can also make a good look.

But it's not the time yet, when the world is taken back by him, there will be a Haiqing River Banquet, he doesn't have to boast, the world will also praise him.

After lunch, it was rare that he didn't have to study, so Fu Qiu asked someone to change into a clean one.Indigo brocade scribe gown, wide leather belt with Ruyi pattern, black boots with square toe and thick sole.The Fang family never treated them harshly in terms of food, clothing, housing, and transportation. Even Fang Taifu said, "For a king, the ritual system will not be abolished, and the character will not be bad."

Autumn is crisp, and it is the time to appreciate chrysanthemums.As soon as Fu Qiu came out of the courtyard, he realized that Fang Zhai was much bigger than he thought, it was almost half a palace.Green tiles and vermilion eaves, terraces and pavilions, sometimes man-made flowing cups and curved water, flying pavilions and flowing pills on the water, the architectural craftsmanship may not be inferior to the imperial palace.Before Fang Taifu was promoted to Taifu, he heard that he was a minister of the Ministry of Industry, and he was very capable.

Passing through the corridor on the lake, the breeze is gentle and the light is sparkling.

Since fleeing, Fu Qiu has never been so peaceful as he is now.After the corridor, bypassing the rockery, the scent of chrysanthemums became more and more quiet and pleasant, and the faint sound of human voices made Fu Qiu stop.

"Qingwu, did my grandfather ask me to come? Could it be that he lied to me, and my grandfather didn't come, so why did he ask me to come? I haven't finished drawing the embroidery pattern for my aunt, I have to go back..."

"Miss, just wait a little longer, just for a while." The servant girl's voice became anxious, "The old man really said to ask the servant to bring the young lady here."

Fu Qiu moved his feet.

Immediately came a shout and asked, "Who is hiding there? Haven't come out yet."

It was a majestic female voice, reminding Fu Qiu of the posture of the mother of the country when the Empress Dowager Song was still a queen.He shivered all over, walked out generously, and saluted respectfully, "I'm Zhang Zhaoyun, I'm a guest at the house, Miss Tangtu."

The eldest lady of the Fang family, who was impatient just now, looked at Fu Qiu from head to toe with great interest, "I know you, my grandfather called me to see you all day long, saying that you were injured."

Ms. Fang has an oval face with a radiant complexion. Although her facial features are plain, she has a pair of smart eyes.Looking at Fu Qiu curiously, he asked again, "Didn't you say you were injured? Why can't you tell?"

"It hurts on my back, didn't Missy always want me to take it off for you?"

Miss Fang's family touched the corner of her mouth with a silk handkerchief, and said with a smile, "You are interesting. It's good to come to my courtyard to talk if you don't have anything to do. It's always inappropriate for me to look for you in the past."

Although the folk customs of Da Chu are bold and unrestrained, women who have not left the cabinet always go across half of the mansion to go to men, and the servants in the mansion will always gossip.

Fu Qiu nodded in understanding.

The two of them still didn't know that this was what Mr. Fang meant.

It was almost dark when we went back, even though we just wandered around the square house, it covered a thousand hectares, and Fu Qiu was very tired.

Dongzi squatted down to take off his boot, and one foot was released from the boot. Fu Qiu immediately stepped on his shoulder and said excitedly, "Guess who I met today?"

"Who?"

"The queen that my ex-mother appointed for me was the eldest lady of the Fang family. Today I bumped into her in the yard."

"Do you like it?" Dongzi took his foot off his shoulder calmly, and took off his other boot.

"I can't say it, but she has the majesty of the queen mother in the past. If she becomes a queen, she will definitely tidy up the harem so that I can focus on the front."

"That's very good."

Fu Qiu couldn't tell what was wrong, he always felt that Dongzi was not very happy, but then he thought again, he was always like this, whether he was happy or unhappy, his expression didn't move.

Ever since he came to Fangzhai, Dongzi didn't sleep in the same bed with him, except for the first few days when he hurt his back, Dongzi always came to watch over him.After resting at night, Fu Qiu pushed back all the servants in the room, leaving Dongzi to watch the night.

According to the rules of the Fang family, the night watchman set up a small couch behind the screen in the outer room, and if the master has orders, he will get up in the middle of the night to serve some tea and so on.

midnight.

Fu Qiu climbed out of his bed, walked around the screen, dragged a chair, and sat in front of the couch.

The chair legs scraped against the ground and made a sharp sound, but Dongzi still didn't wake up.

"I know you're awake." Fu Qiu said.

Dongzi didn't move.

"Talk to me."

Dongzi's eyes were closed tightly, and his limbs were motionless.

"I'm going to bed. I'm really going to bed, right?"

"...Don't, the bed will collapse..."

Before the words fell, Fu Qiu just knelt on the small couch, when he heard a "boom", Dongzi wrapped his arms around him so that he would not fall to the ground, and Fu Qiu pressed on top of him, hey hey twice, "I am a golden talker."

Fu Qiu stood up, pulled Dongzi up, and walked towards his bed.

"Anyway, the bed is also collapsed, come in and sleep." Fu Qiu climbed onto the bed enthusiastically, and waved to Dongzi.

Dongzi lay helplessly on the bed, stretched out an arm, Fu Qiu lifted his head skillfully, rested his arm on his pillow, and turned over to look at Dongzi's profile with his eyes closed.

"In the afternoon, I heard from Miss Fang's maid that her grandfather asked her to go to the garden. After thinking about it, the old man probably still wants to continue that marriage. When I return to Beijing, Fang's parents and daughter will be my queen."

Dongzi didn't say a word, and felt that Fu Qiu's hand was scratching back and forth on his stomach.

"It would be great if I didn't have to marry a wife. There are a lot of women in the harem. It's a headache to think about it."

"Your Majesty, don't talk nonsense." Dongzi said in a deep voice.

"It's not nonsense, just talk with you. Dongzi." Fu Qiu whispered his name, put his lips on his neck, and wrapped his arms around Dongzi, like a little monkey.

"I... am I good to you?"

"..." After a moment of silence, Dongzi stroked Fu Qiu's back, "Okay."

"Will you be the manager of the palace in the future?" Fu Qiu stared at him in the dark with bright eyes.

That look made it hard for Dongzi to refuse, and he never thought about it.

"it is good."

Fu Qiu hugged his neck happily, and kissed him resoundingly on the face, "That's it, you will stay with me for the rest of your life, you know?"

"know."

Ever since he was brought into the palace by his father to meet Empress Song when he was young, he saw the prince fighting crickets with eunuchs in the courtyard, and he vaguely knew that his fate was inseparable from him.

"Then you mustn't be angry or jealous, you understand?" Fu Qiu whispered.

Dongzi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Got it."

Fu Qiu in the quilt turned over and kicked something with his knee, Dongzi frowned, couldn't restrain the pain at all, and even pushed Fu Qiu away.

"..." Fu Qiu lowered his head and groped through his trousers with a strange expression, and when he heard Dongzi gasp, his voice trembled with fright, "What is this..."