High energy eunuch

A tallow candle the length of a pinky finger illuminates the cave. The cave is damp, and it took a few times to light it.

I put my outer robe on a flat boulder, and there were some cotton wool and straw in the hole, and a few rags, which were already covered with dust, probably left by the last traveler who borrowed a landowner here.

Rolling stone resisted at the entrance of the cave, not letting any wind and snow pass by.There is a pond in the cave, skimming off the dead leaves floating on the water surface, the water quality is clear, Dongzi leaned over to taste some, the water has no strange smell, and found a bamboo tube from the baggage he brought with him.

"Uh...um..." Fu Qiu was confused and his face was flushed.

Dongzi helped him up, took the water into his mouth, and fed it into Fu Qiu's mouth when it was slightly warm.

That night Dongzi fed Fu Qiu water, took snow from the cracks at the entrance of the cave to wipe Fu Qiu's face, his whole body was scalded like flint.

Xue stopped roaring after dawn, Dongzi held Fu Qiu in his arms, touched his neck with his hand, Fu Qiu burrowed into his arms, and curled up tightly like a kitten.

Dongzi took a deep breath and sighed again, his heart heaving.

His lips kissed Fu Qiu's forehead, and when Fu Qiu opened his eyes, what fell into his eyes was Dong Zi's face that was very close to him, with bruises growing on his face, like a down-and-out big man, He didn't sleep all night, his eyes were black and blue, and his cheekbones were sunken.

Fu Qiu touched his face.

Dongzi was shocked.He fixedly looked at Fu Qiu, as if he couldn't recover.

Fu Qiu panted twice, hugged Dongzi's neck, and suddenly burst into tears——

"Why did you run away after the fight! Why didn't you come back to pick me up! You don't want me!"

At that moment, Fu Qiu's heart-piercing cry seemed to tear a seam in Dongzi's heart, and he easily stuffed himself in.

His lips kissed the tears, and his prickly face was buried in Fu Qiu's chest, trembling for a while, Fu Qiu almost thought Dongzi was crying.But when he raised his face, Fu Qiu found that his eyes were just a little red.

Fu Qiu carefully touched his face, ran his hands down his neck, and passed through his heart. After confirming that his arms were fine, he asked tremblingly, "Where is this place? Are the four of us separated? We fought yesterday, and some of us Dead? Where are Xiong Mu and Bai Chunyan?"

A flash of hatred flashed in Dongzi's eyes, he quickly lowered his head, and took out dry food from the bundle, including jerky and bread, but they were all hard.I can barely eat a little while soaking in ice water.

"Bai Chunyan is a spy." Not long after, Dongzi said in a hoarse voice, his big honest eyes fixed on Fu Qiu, "He almost killed you." His voice was very calm, but the bloodshot eyes in his eyes became more and more bloodshot. The denser it is.

Fu Qiu stretched out his hand reluctantly, and patted his back comfortingly, like comforting a horse.

"After I went down, the assassin changed the target of the attack. After Xiong Mu and I killed them all, we found that Bai Chunyan was missing. So I and Xiong Mu split up to look for it until it was dark. When I returned to the original place, Bai Chunyan was about to... I was about to...kill you."

Fu Qiu opened his eyes wide in surprise, "Then did you kill him?"

"I didn't have time, the avalanche happened."

Fu Qiu was dizzy. He looked around and asked blankly, "Are we in the cave? Are we still on the mountain?"

"Well, the snow came too fast, I only had time to bring you into the cave, and I didn't have time to run down the mountain." Dongzi lowered his head silently, dipping a piece of torn bread into the bamboo tube.

"Xiong Mu doesn't know what's going on."

Fu Qiu was a little sad for a while, pinched his nose hard, tried his best to cheer up, and also stretched out his hand to break the hard cake, tore the jerky into thin shreds, and shared it with Dongzi.

The wind and snow stopped completely, and it was dawn three days later. A fire was lit in the cave with the rags left by passers-by, and the straw was used to start the fire. Dongzi took off his coat for him to wear, but it was warm.

The short three days of hiding in the cave turned out to be a leisure time that Fu Qiu had never experienced in his life since then.

After the snow stopped, Dongzi pushed away the big stone blocking the entrance of the cave, which weighed at least a hundred catties.Fu Qiu was wrapped by three inner and outer layers until only his fair face was left. When the white light fell on his face from the outside, he stretched out his hand to block it. After a while, he got used to the light and ran out excitedly.

"Your Majesty!" Dongzi shouted.

But the little emperor actually sat down on the snow, slid down the slope, yelling all the way down the mountain.

Dongzi had no choice but to slide all the way down, otherwise he would not be able to catch up at all.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer. When approaching the foot of the mountain, Fu Qiu suddenly turned his face and stretched out his hand to pull Dongzi. The two were wrapped like a solid snowball. They kissed in the rapid fall, and the snow particles splashed on them. On his face, Fu Qiu's fever had not completely subsided. When he reached the foot of the mountain, Dongzi slammed on the tree trunk protruding from the thorn, and he hugged Fu Qiu tightly while slowing down.

Fu Qiu's ribs hurt, but at that moment, he felt that Dongzi regarded him as his own life and wanted to embed him in his body.

Leaving the snow mountain, Dongzi carried Fu Qiu all the way back to Fangzhai.This trip was going to the hot spring villa [-] miles away from Fangzhai, so I brought Bai Chunyan with me to prevent him from sending out news, and left Yuan Jinyu and Xue Yuanshu in Fangzhai to watch out for the wind.

"It turned out to be a bad move." Dongzi carried Fu Qiu on his back, and he had already seen the city gate of Shuozhou. He tilted his head, "Is it cold?"

Fu Qiu buried his hot face in his neck, his voice was still weak, "It's not cold."

"I'm going to Shuozhou soon."

Fu Qiu hummed, looked at the gloomy sky, and murmured, "It's getting dark."

"Sleep well tonight."

In Fang Zhai that night, Fu Qiu had a fever for half the night, and it seemed that his body was very sensible, and he didn't attack until now.The doctor in Fangzhai had all the medicinal materials ready-made, the servants came and went, and the four maidservants stood by the bed holding copper basins for washing, spit boxes, hand stoves, candied fruit, etc., and the lights were brightly lit all night.

At dawn, Fu Qiu woke up from his dream, and the warmth from his limbs made him truly return to the human world.His wobbling eyes moved between people, passing Yuan Jinyu blankly, and asked Xue Yuanshu, "Where's Dongzi?"

Xue Yuanshu put on a straight face, "Going to take a rest."

Fu Qiu seemed a little disappointed.

"I touched his sleeping hole, and his iron body couldn't stand it." Xue Yuanshu hugged his chest, blatantly reproachful.

However, the corners of Fu Qiu's mouth curled up, and he fell back to sleep peacefully.It was not until the evening of the fifteenth day that I got up and ate a bowl of millet porridge, and my whole body came back to life.

When Fang Shuwan came over at night, her eyes were red again. After Fu Qiu comforted her with kind words, she sneaked into Dongzi's room.

As soon as he climbed onto the bed, he was crushed by something hard, and Dongzi's rags were lying under the quilt...

Fu Qiu took out bamboo tubes, flints, a few pieces of butter candles, the dry food was gone, there were still some cake crumbs standing on the cloth bag, what else, a corner of a straw cage, a few pieces of handkerchief, a piece of yellowing The word "East".

Fu Qiu's eyes were red, and he put the cloth bag on the small table beside the bed, curled up softly, and circled Dongzi.

Near noon on the [-]th, the sun was so cold that it was white, and a general went ahead and knocked on the door of Fang's house.Fang Jingrong returned to his hometown in fine clothes, and there was a huge battle for his return home. The guard of honor sent by the imperial court, including four six-rank school lieutenants, cleared the way for him.

"The emperor favored the Taifu, and specially ordered the Taifu to command the Shuozhou Army, and take the post of patrolling imperial envoy. He will wander in Shuozhou, Qingzhou, Mianzhou and other places, visit the officials of various prefectures and counties, and return to Beijing in half a year."

After hearing this, the old lady Fu not only didn't show the slightest smile on her wrinkled face, but asked Fu Qiu to pack up quickly.

"I'm afraid something bad will happen to this bastard." He turned his deep-set eyes to Dongzi, "Has the tunnel out of the city been dug?"

Fu Qiu thought of the stench that could not go away from Dongzi's body in January. It turned out that it was not the smell of blood, but the smell of mud.

"In the courtyard of a family surnamed Zhang in the west of the city, there is a dry well in his house, which has not seen water for ten years. When I dug it, there was no water vein."

But after not seeing him for a few days, Fu Qiu deeply felt that Mr. Fang was ten years old again, he was already eighty years old, and he felt an unspeakable guilt in his heart for a while.

"After I return to Beijing, I will take the old man to Beijing. Teacher, don't shirk."

The corner of Mr. Fang's mouth twitched slightly, "I'm going to treat Mr. Fang to a wedding."

Fu Qiu cupped his hands and solemnly promised, "Fu Qiu's queen in this life must be named Fang. As long as Shu Wan is healthy, I only have this queen. The prince takes the queen as his mother, and the queen will be the queen mother in the future."

One sentence ensured the Fang family's honor for a hundred years, and then wrote the imperial decree on the spot and sealed it.

After covering it with Danzhu, Fu Qiu handed the jade seal back to Dongzi.

The old man swayed and knelt down, kowtowing heavily to him.

Outside the window, it was dusk, Yuan Jinyu urged in a low voice at the door, "Fang Jingrong has arrived at the city gate, and the prefect of Shuozhou led all the officials to kneel to meet him at the gate."

Fu Qiu left Fang's house amidst the sound of firecrackers welcoming the new "Master" back home, and an unremarkable simple carriage came out from the side door of Fang's house and disappeared into the night.

The wheels were rolling, and it was already the second night when they arrived in the town. Fu Qiu was carried off the carriage by Dong Zi, carried him all the way to the second floor of the inn, and settled down on the bed.

He had just recovered from the wind-cold and felt weak all over. He lay on the bed and rested for a whole day before going downstairs to eat for the first time.

This place is only a day away from Shuozhou, so it is not safe, but Dongzi seems to be very sure that Fang Jingrong will not come in this direction.

The business in the inn was deserted, and there were three tables in all of the eighteen tables.

Two catties of sauced beef, three catties of burnt knives, and strong wine, Fu Qiu only took a sip before sticking out his tongue to say no.

Xiong Mu didn't drink, Dongzi, Yuan Jinyu and Xue Yuanshu finished the wine, asked the boss to add four side dishes, and ordered a fish and a chicken.The steamed buns in the store are delicious, sweet and chewy.

"Eat this."

Fu Qiu handed it over, and Dongzi ate it.

A hoarse voice came from the corner of the main room——

"Fang Taifu killed relatives in a righteous way, even his own father dared to do it, and he also strictly ordered all the states not to take in false emperors. Tell me, is the little emperor dead or not?"

Fu Qiu glanced at it, it was a tall fat man who was talking, and the short fat man looked around cautiously, then lowered his voice and said, "Don't talk about state affairs, don't talk about state affairs, Boss Wang, the little one just wants to buy some rice from you ..."

The tall fat man was quite impatient, "I'm the boss of Lao Shizi, and I'm just an errand runner under the head of the house. Let's talk about how much to buy. But let's talk first, you have to make me happy tonight."

"Fifty catties of rice, the whole family is waiting for the rice to be put into the pot, and the bill will be settled here later, please invite Boss Wang to go to Yihong Courtyard to have a good time."

"Hey, you still know the way."

The tall fat man took out the ingot from the short fat man's hand, put it in his arms, and said with a smile, "Oh, these days, those who recognize money, food, officials, roads, and gatekeepers are the only relatives who don't recognize them. But the old man of the Fang family is also [-]. I'm old, I'm going to celebrate my birthday in the first month, and we're going to celebrate my birthday, and I've prepared all the birthday gifts, so it's good, I don't have to go."

"What birthday gift?"

"Gold, silver and jewelry are not rare. What we sent were real grain, oil, rice noodles, top-quality honey, and tribute tea."

Fu Qiu's ears were buzzing, a drop of water in the porridge bowl caused ripples, and his whole face was buried in the bowl.Putting down the bowl suddenly, Fu Qiu wiped his face hard, and rushed out the door.

The heavy rain washed the ground, and Fu Qiu rushed on the street for a while like a headless fly, then stopped suddenly, turned around and bumped into a wall of people.

The cries in his throat gradually amplified, and his shoulders drooped and twitched.

"Master Fang knows everything." A deep voice came from Dongzi's chest.

Fu Qiu was out of breath from crying, and his face sank, "You know everything." Suddenly he became ruthless, and punched Dongzi in the heart, and Dongzi just stood there and let him hammer, and waited. After Fu Qiu had vented enough, he stroked his hair.

"The old man is eighty. He has done enough for Da Chu Jiangshan."

Fu Qiu wiped away tears with sobs, nodded heavily, "Well, it's time to leave it to the young people."

That night, at Fangzhai in Shuozhou, two hundred miles away, the wind blew the white lanterns under the eaves to whine like a ghost crying.

Fang Shuwan knelt in the mourning hall for two days and two nights. Her legs were weak, and she was supported by a girl, who added an oil lamp beside the coffin.The old man's face was calm, and the wrinkles on his face were relaxed due to the end of his life, making him look much younger.

A bruise on his forehead became less obvious after being treated by the embalmer. The cold tiger's cane was leaning against his side, and this dead thing without temperature accompanied the dead man on the road.

Fang Shuwan's tears fell on the old man's face and disappeared in an instant.

She stood up calmly, knelt down in front of the coffin again, and burned the paper.

Fang Jingrong stood at the door of the mourning hall, with one hand behind his back, and he said to his daughter in a hoarse and low voice, "Go and rest for a while, if you want to kneel, I should kneel."

Fang Shuwan froze, stood up, and faced him with a pale face, "Yes, Father."

No one would know whether the death of Mr. Fang, who was only a month away from turning 81 after his father bumped into a pillar during the pushing and shoving, and who was only a month away from turning [-], died because of Fang Jingrong's mishandling, or if it was on purpose.

The tongue of flames rolled the paper money into his belly, leaving behind nothing but powder. Fang Jingrong knelt straight, looking at the exquisite carvings on the coffin, and the voice that was always full of drunkenness sounded in his ears——

"I am the true destiny, and those who obey me will prosper. I can bring down the righteous little bastard with no effort, but they are just some nobles, Fang Aiqing, the imperial decree appointed by the grand master in front of me. Come, come, my finger Here, Zhen is the country and the seal, isn't it more reliable than a cold seal?"

So Fang Jingrong, who had been an official for [-] years, didn't know whether he was holding the emperor's hand or the emperor was holding his own. After all, the imperial decree had the emperor's finger prints on it.

[Volume Two: Pingyang Tiger]