High energy eunuch

The soldiers should not be allowed to go to the battlefield hungry, of course Fu Qiu knew about it.As long as money is such a thing, even if money makes money, you have to be pregnant for ten months, right?

The Eighth Prince lived in the palace, and I heard that the food in the palace over there was really poor.

Three dishes and one soup.

Pickled radish, stir-fried vegetables, tofu mixed with shallots, two leaves of stir-fried vegetables, stirred twice in a large pot, it is considered a soup.

After eating lunch with Fu Rong, Fu Qiu immediately clenched his fists in tears and swore, "Don't worry, eighth uncle, I will work hard to be a good emperor, isn't it just 10 taels! I have to contribute even if I don't eat. "

The Eighth Prince patted his head kindly, "I'm afraid that if the emperor does not eat, it will be a drop in the bucket. With such a small amount of food, the emperor intends to nourish the lice for the army?"

After the Eighth Prince left, Fu Qiu sat cross-legged on the bed and remained motionless.

There was a man walking back and forth in the hall without long eyes. Fu Qiu opened his eyes, and saw that thin Dongzi holding an antique vase from the previous dynasty and was wiping it.

If he packed up and sold all the antiques in the palace, now he has about twenty concubines living in twelve palaces, and each palace produces four or five antiques.

I don't know how much each antique costs.

"Hey."

Fu Qiu made a sudden sound.

There was only a sound of "bang", and I don't know how many taels of silver fell to the ground, and my body was smashed to pieces.

Dongzi quickly knelt down, but couldn't say a word of apology.Pressing his palm on the fragments, he felt as if he was frozen when he heard Fu Qiu's voice, unable to say anything.

"Do you have nothing to do or what's the matter? Just rubbing and cleaning all day long, can you do something useful? Can you make money by cleaning antiques? Can you fight wars? Can it make me feel comfortable physically and mentally? Will you serve others!"

Dongzi kowtowed and nodded his head on the ground, his whole body bowed silently and silently.

Fu Qiu stood up angrily, and kicked him to the ground, "Go down, it's annoying to watch."

Dongzi obediently got up, bent over, and walked backwards.

Fu Qiu's eyes fell on the ceramic tiles of the vase, the snow-white tiles were covered with red blood.Fu Qiu's eyelids twitched, and he shouted again, "Come back!"

Dongzi, who had just stepped through the door, froze, with his eyes downcast, and turned around as he said.

"hand."

Fu Qiu rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find the wound medicine.

Ever since he had this slave, Fu Qiu didn't feel like an emperor anymore.There is no way that the emperor is often injured, let alone put wound medicine in the bedroom.

After a while, Dongzi walked out with a bright yellow silk wrapped in his hand.

The palace people outside looked at him quietly.

He quietly moved his eyes away.

The emperor treated him special, and everyone in the palace knew it.At first it was because the emperor was always angry at the eunuch, and later he always called the eunuch to go when he was in a bad mood. After he went, the emperor became even more angry and often threw things to make the boss move.

But every time he was in a bad mood, he would ask this servant to go in.

So Dongzi went to Fuqiu Palace to polish antiques when he had nothing to do. He was like a silent and considerate old dog, doing what he thought he could comfort his master.

Fu Qiu began to think of ways to solve the army's money and food.

Let the household department do a thorough count first, including the grain, silver, and gold accumulated over the years, all converted, and still owe more than half.

There is no way, wait until the spring to grow grain, and then exchange it for silver, a year has passed, and the soldiers of Da Chu have already pressed on the border of Southern Chu. I am afraid that hunger will force the well-trained soldiers to become bandits.

So all the palaces received the order, counted the antiques in the palace one after another, valuable things, signed the money with the imperial seal of the Great Chu, and issued IOUs to the concubines in the harem.

It's embarrassing to say the least.

However, Fu Rong praised "can bend and stretch", and rubbed Fu Qiu's round head, "The emperor will have great promise in the future, and we Dachu have hope."

Fu Qiu was praised, and glanced triumphantly at Dongzi who was cleaning a vase in the corner of the palace, and raised his voice, "Slave who doesn't wink, don't show tea to Uncle Ba."

Dongzi's movements are not inconvenient, but when he is working, no one should talk to him, especially the emperor Fu Qiu.

"Go and get my bow."

As soon as Fu Qiu gave an order, Dong Zi's hands shook, and the boiling hot tea rushed towards the Eighth Prince's python robe, and for a while, the water rushed towards the Dragon King.

Before the Eighth Prince said anything, Fu Qiu lost his temper.

"Why pour water, go down!"

After a while, a smart palace man came in from the outside, the Eighth Prince's face was a little ugly, his robe stuck to his knees, and he was indescribably uncomfortable.

"The eunuch just now looks familiar."

Fu Qiu's eyes twitched, and he said haha, "He's just an ordinary palace man with clumsy hands and feet, eunuchs, and he's the same in Tsing Yi."

Fu Rong stroked his chin, and said thoughtfully, "This person is different. The emperor was young at the time, maybe he doesn't remember."

That year Fu Qiu was five years old.

At the late emperor's family banquet, his elder brother's mother, the late emperor's favorite concubine, lost her manners at the palace banquet and drank three cups of yellow soup. After the banquet, she told the wives that the crown prince should not be a prince, but the eldest son , although his son cannot occupy a heir, he is indeed the first son of the first emperor.

It was drunk nonsense that couldn't be true, but whoever was the wife of the screwdriver chewed his tongue in the harem.Empress Song waited on the first emperor to go forward, so she said it casually, saying it as a joke.

However, Fu Qiu's father was not the head of the heirloom himself, and these words were like scolding him on the bridge of the nose.

So the eldest prince saw evil against the first emperor, and the imperial concubine who had favored the harem the night before was imprisoned overnight for treason.At first, someone in the court spoke nice words for the imperial concubine, but the first emperor did not say anything, neither nodded nor shook his head.

The pleading papers piled up higher and higher.

Just as the new year was approaching, a large group of the emperor's personal soldiers, Habayashi Wei Hulala, rushed into more than a dozen high-ranking official residences, beheaded those who beheaded, ransacked their homes, exiled men, and confiscated women as official prostitutes.

Exiled out and brought back, the only one.

"Yuan Xinpei's father is a bachelor, and his mother's family is also a scholar, but she is not considered a wealthy family. Why did you bring him back, does the emperor know the reason?"

Fu Qiu curled his lips and shook his head, "It's just a slave."

"It's just a slave. After the Yuan family was exiled, the abbot of the White Horse Temple used by the royal family once predicted that Yuan Xinpei would be the emperor's talisman. As long as this Yuan family boy stays with the emperor, the house can be kept safe. "

"Is he still a bastard?" Fu Qiu joked.

But Fu Rong only patted his head, "I'd rather believe something like this than believe it."

What's more, the hands of the Tian family are never clean, and the theory of ghosts and gods is actually more convinced than ordinary people.

A month later, the Eighth Prince left the capital and returned to the front line.

In half a month, the jasmine flowers in the palace are all in bloom, and the yellow is eye-catching.Fu Qiu and the little eunuch fight crickets, using jasmine flowers as bets, and put a jasmine flower on their heads when they lose a round.

The opponent had three sticks on his hand, but Fu Qiu didn't have any on his head.

At this time, the little eunuch burst out laughing, "The emperor has lost again!"

Fu Qiu was also happy, "Good loss!"

Immediately let a little eunuch squat down, he climbed on the eunuch's back, and broke off the highest and most colorful branch.

"Dongzi, come here."

Dongzi walked in silence with his head down.

Like a country girl, his head is twisted and full of winter jasmine flowers.Fu Qiu patted his face, made a circle with a long branch of winter jasmine in his hand, and braided it into Dongzi's black hair.Dongzi's face is pale, not healthy white. When he was sent here, the Tai Hospital confirmed again and again that he didn't have any womb problems, and he didn't have tuberculosis or anything.

With a skinny face, he hasn't read much, but he has the air of a scholar.Dongzi put his hands in his sleeves, and lowered his eyebrows respectfully.

Fu Qiu was originally shorter than him, but now he was riding on an eunuch, so he was taller than Dong Zi.

Suddenly his hair was caught, Dongzi's eyes quietly looked at Fu Qiu.

Fu Qiu's heart trembled.

"What? Are you unhappy?" Fu Qiu patted his face again, this time it was a little louder, and Dong Zi's face turned red.Suddenly like a red flower in a jade ice sculpture, Fu Qiu leaned over.

Just heard a loud "Boer".

Immediately, the eunuchs and guards all over the yard laughed together, and Dongzi's motionless arm finally trembled.

Fu Qiu glanced coldly from the corner of his eyes, and the servant lowered his eyes, and lowered his head accordingly.

It's just that Fu Qiu took a quicker step, holding his small chin with one hand, and grabbing Dongzi's neck with the other.Dongzi was like a fish thrown ashore, and Fu Qiu could only let him gnaw on it.

The noisy booing in the ears overlapped with the words often read by Dongzi's master when he was a child——

"Restraining oneself and returning to the courtesy is benevolence. One day, the world will return to benevolence."

So his nearly stiff hands and feet relaxed.

The auricles that were so red as to bleed caused Fu Qiu's eye sockets to turn red. He bit it hard, and then he heard the stupid servant yell "Ah", he covered his ears but couldn't lower himself. , flushed with embarrassment, shame and anger.

The sound in the courtyard is getting louder.

Suddenly a court lady came and screamed in fright. The eunuch and guards glanced at her and saw that it was the maid next to the Empress Dowager. She bowed back with fear on her face for a moment, letting Fu Qiu come.

Fu Qiu still glanced at Dongzi angrily, threw away his hands, climbed off the eunuch's back, and patted the mud on his body with both hands.

"The queen mother asked you to come?"

The frightened little maid finally came back to her senses, trembling all over, as if something dire and vicious had happened.

"The queen mother asked the emperor to go immediately, there is news from the front line."

Fu Qiu called two eunuchs, but Dong Zi was not called, and he didn't bother to take a look, so he went to the Empress Dowager's palace.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, his gentle mother even packed the baggage.There was not a single servant in the palace, and the Empress Dowager Song's face was full of panic. When she saw Fu Qiu, she was relieved, and Fu Qiu's arms hurt from her tight grip.

"Hurry up, pack up your things. Before the city gate is locked, the queen mother and you must leave the capital. And your life-saving talisman, Dongzi, you have to take with you too. Don't ask anything, just listen to the queen mother."

Fu Qiu was a little dazed for a moment, but was dragged back to his bedroom.The two palace servants were sent by the Empress Dowager Song, they were quick-witted, and they didn't answer any questions.In no time, he packed up a small burden and asked Dongzi to carry it.Dongzi still had jasmine flowers on his head, when he came back to the Empress Dowager's Palace, Fu Qiu left him outside the door, so as not to be scolded by his own empress.

The Empress Dowager Song brought only one bodyguard with her, and she carried the burden on her back. She changed into an ordinary woman's attire, grabbed Fu Qiu's hand, and was about to go out.

Just heard a bang.

The whole capital trembled.

The palace people were in a mess and hurried around.

In a panic, Fu Qiu stood still like a log, and in desperation, the Empress Dowager Song slapped her son on the face and yelled loudly, "Your eighth uncle has been hit by a arrow, and the old ten who ate inside and outside is broken. It’s a city! What are you still doing! Let’s go!”

The Empress Dowager Song kicked Fu Qiu, but she couldn't kick Fu Qiu.

It wasn't until someone touched Fu Qiu's head, along his head, and touched the back of his neck, that Fu Qiu's clenched fists were loosened, and in front of him was Dongzi who was squatting and his back.

"Come up."

What Dongzi said, just like his people, was expressionless.

As soon as Fu Qiu climbed onto his back, he could hear the wind whistling in his ears. He never knew that this slave ran so fast that he forgot for a moment that he was running for his life. He pressed his palms against Dongzi's face and praised him loudly. , "Good horse!"

The sky was filled with darkness, and thousands of arrows flew towards them like wasps all over the sky.