High energy eunuch

Early in the morning Wei Kun sent someone to send a message, and Fu Qiu sat on the bed in a daze, stretching out his hand to let the servant girl dress and wash.

The morning star hangs high in the sky, but the sky is still dim.After Fu Qiu tidied up carelessly, it was Jiang Song who came to the courtyard.

At this time, Jiang Song was standing quietly under the tree in the courtyard with one hand behind his back. Hearing the sound behind him, he turned around and clasped his fists, "Please, young commander."

As soon as he got out of the courtyard, Fu Qiu asked in a low voice, "Fourth uncle is so early, what's the matter? Don't you need to practice today? Brother Jiang doesn't need to lead troops out of the city?"

Most of the men and horses brought by Wei Kun gathered outside the city and set up camp, while the Huyang barracks were still under construction.

"There is something urgent." Jiang Song replied briefly, and then stopped talking.

When he arrived at the front hall, Wei Kun was sitting in the hall drinking tea. There were sixteen small dishes on the table, and he was having breakfast.

"Sit down and eat together. Jiang Song, sit down too."

Wei Kun's complexion was rosy, and his expression was more relaxed than usual. There was probably some good news.

Jiang Song handed the steamed buns to Fu Qiu, Wei Kun ate simply, and when Fu Qiu and the others came in, they looked thoughtful, with the ivory chopsticks resting on the dish.

Jiang Song also put down his chopsticks for a moment.

Fu Qiu stared at the frog porridge in front of him, resisting the cramping in his stomach, reluctantly put down his chopsticks.

"Eat." Wei Kun ordered in a deep voice.

Fu Qiu and the two picked up the chopsticks again, and heard Wei Kun say again, "I called you here because I have something to discuss." Wei Kun leaned back, and the servant girl immediately came up to wipe his mouth and hands for him. Throw it and make a splash of Shiba.

"Your entourage, it's amazing."

Fu Qiu raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "Isn't he dead..."

Wei Kun swiped his big hand, "You're bluffing, that kid, he came to recruit the golden cicada to escape his shell, and he only brought 4 people south." Wei Kun said while squinting his eyes to look at Fu Qiu's expression.

Fu Qiu's face was full of horror, as if he had been shocked and completely unable to recover.

"Old Ten went out of the city to worship the heavens last month, and his throat was cut by his guards. The murderer has not been found yet, Qiu'er, guess, who's turn to call the shots in the capital now?"

Fu Qiu's thoughts turned, either it was the eighth uncle...

Before he could answer, Wei Kun clapped his hands and laughed loudly, "Your subordinate's father, Master Yuan."

"Old Ten's elm head allowed the late emperor's loyal dog to take the position of Prime Minister. That day, Old Ten's blood was splashed on the carriage, and Prime Minister Right immediately ordered to welcome the emperor back. He alone was enough, and there was no other decree. Think about it. The Empress Dowager Song who was beheaded by the old ten for treason and regicide is still alive."

Fu Qiu was startled, his mouth opened slightly, and the chopsticks hit the bowl lightly.

But the room was silent, and the sound was very loud.

Wei Kun patted his head with a big palm, and said with a smile, "Your mother has ordered someone to pick him up. The imperial envoy has already rested in the posthouse and is waiting for the emperor to summon him at any time."

Fu Qiu's head shook following Wei Kun's gesture.

"Now fourth uncle just wants to ask a question."

Waiting for him here.Fu Qiu thought in his heart, and said, "Fourth Uncle, just ask."

"When you return to Beijing in the future, you will continue to let Fourth Uncle stay in this barren land, guarding the frontier for you, just like when your father was here." With a pause, Fu Qiu's head stopped immediately, with a dazed expression.

"Let's go back to Beijing with you, and take care of this great mountain and river for you." Wei Kun's voice was thick and full of oppression.

Fu Qiu was completely stunned, his eyes fixed on the pickles in front of him, and it took him a while to recover, and he moved Wei Kun's palm away and held it behind his back.

"Fourth Uncle can be wherever he wants. After so many years outside the customs, I think Fourth Uncle is tired and wants to go back to Beijing to greet him. Isn't his surname still Fu?" Fu Qiu said with a smile.

Wei Kun raised one corner of his mouth, with sly eyes, and changed the topic, "Fourth uncle can change his name now."

Fu Qiu's heart trembled, and he lowered his eyes, "It's just a matter of one word, my nephew's tongue is not so precious."

Wei Kun's expression froze, his brows were deep, and the ends of his eyebrows were forked, and the wrinkled eye sockets were also deepened by thinking.

A timely sigh.

Wei Kun pushed with a big palm, Jiang Song shook his head, leaned to one side, and sat up again like a tumbler, put down his chopsticks and said, "If you don't eat porridge, it will be cold. The commander-in-chief is talking about things with the young commander-in-chief. In the end, the general will only think about it." Stuttering."

Wei Kun kicked his foot, "Excellent!"

Fu Qiu smiled, scratched the chopsticks in the dish, and drank two mouthfuls of porridge, knowing that this level was passed under Jiang Song's interruption.

Whether the name will be changed or not, Wei Kun didn't mention it, neither did Fu Qiu.The rice grains melted on the tip of his tongue, and the shock in Fu Qiu's heart spread layer by layer. Dongzi came back, and it is not difficult to imagine that something happened to the southern court, but it was just that the Empress Dowager Song was not dead.

Fu Qiu's heart relaxed, and all of a sudden his mother's voice, face and smile came before her eyes. The hands that painted her eyebrows and the complicated sleeve lines, before leaving the palace, held his shoulder tightly and squeezed it so painfully, as if it was still hurting at this moment.

Now all the soldiers and horses were taken back by Wei Kun, Fu Qiu was the commander, and the only people available under him were Xiong Mu, Yuan Jinyu, and Xue Yuanshu.

Wei Kun said he wanted to go back to Beijing, so he had no choice but to let him go.

Fu Qiu squinted his eyes and basked in the sun in the yard, and covered his face with a corseted fan to cover mosquitoes.

A shadow cast on him.

Fu Qiu didn't move, as if he was asleep.

The long shadow squatted down, knelt down on one knee, and put something on Fu Qiu's wrist.

Fu Qiu's drooping fingers hurt because of the tight grip of the tiger's mouth, and they trembled slightly, but before he got up, the cold bracelet was put on his hand, and when he put it on his wrist, it felt like the jade bracelet had been rubbed against his skin warm.

Shadow stood up.

Ding Ding stood in front of him for a while, and was about to leave, Fu Qiu accurately grasped Jiang Weili's finger as if by divine help, interlocked with his index finger, and then switched to his little finger.

"I'm back." Fu Qiu's voice came from under the fan.

Echo said, "Not yet, I came in over the wall."

Fu Qiu drew a circle on his palm with his little finger, counted to 28, then let go, and waved his hand like chasing flies, "Then get out."

Dongzi was wearing a black robe without a trace of flowers, and gently touched Fu Qiu's nose through the beautiful woman in the fan of Huansha.

Hearing the man climb over the wall, Fu Qiu sighed and took off the fan, his eyes were slightly red.

Looking at the sunlight, the jade in his hand was dark in color, and the green color turned into ink, which made him feel a little relieved, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

It was night, Wei Kun ordered an envoy from the capital to hold a banquet, and told Fu Qiu to go.They also sent a suit of ordinary clothes, and seeing the five-clawed golden dragon on the stone-blue background, Fu Qiu curled the corners of his mouth mockingly, and stretched out his hand lazily.

"Let's change it, I'll pack it up properly, and I'll see my lord." Fu Qiu shook his head.

In the mirror, Ziyan was stunned, but Ziyun was not surprised. Fu Qiu suspected that Xiong Mu had slipped his tongue to his wife.

Seeing Ziyun unfold the robe, Ziyan came back to her senses, and then she picked up the other side and went forward.

"I knew that the young master is a noble person." Ziyun laughed.

"Your son?" Zi Yan said indifferently, but she didn't look at Fu Qiu's appearance in the mirror generously as usual, she lowered her head and pursed the corners of her mouth.

"Isn't that what you call it? Our sisters accompany the son through life and death, so we must be a little different from others." Little Ziyun pointed at Fu Qiu's chin, motioning him to look up.

Fasten the collar button, and put on the belt inlaid with gold and jade. The summer clothes are not thick, and Fu Qiu is a little thinner, and he looks very elegant.The ostentation is full, and the people are three points more majestic than usual.

While looking at Fu Qiu, Ziyun asked him to sit down, combed his hair, and glanced at the elder sister next to him, "It seems that the boots are still outside, and the slaves are going to get them. My sister combs her hair best, and I will do it on the big day." As soon as he gave the comb to Ziyan, Ziyun went out.

Fu Qiu was absent-minded, but he didn't care if he combed well or not.

After changing his boots, he was about to go out, but came back again, patted the lapel of his robe, and said in a low voice, "Do I look like an emperor?"

Ziyan stood far away in the inner room to pack her things, and Ziyun who was beside her smiled, "Young master is the emperor."

Fu Qiu nodded, stepped out the door, and someone picked out a pale and wobbly lantern in the yard and headed towards the front hall.

The gray and white stone bricks lay silently on the ground, a full moon lay in the water, and the shadows on the ground were sparse and slanting. Fu Qiu subconsciously looked up at the roof.

An empty and straight roof overlooks the courtyard.

At that time, all the officials and generals in the front hall had already taken their seats. When Fu Qiu came, everyone got up one after another.

There was an angry voice from the seat, "My nephew is here, and I will sit with me."

The faces of the court officials on the right are a bit ugly.

But seeing the young emperor walking forward, with a smile on his lips, he rolled up his sleeves and sat with Wei Kun.The table for the two of them was not crowded, obviously Wei Kun had already made arrangements for today.

Fu Qiu glanced around, he didn't know anyone from the imperial court, the leader was about fifty years old, wearing a high crown, wearing a vermilion official robe, a goatee, a gray beard, and two deep wrinkles from the side of the nose.

"It's the first time Qiu'er and the scholar met." Wei Kun raised his hand to lead Fu Qiu to look at him, and suddenly slapped his forehead, "Now I'm called the right chancellor. I haven't been in the court for many years, and I don't know what happened. I should be fined a cup. "

Wei Kun raised his hand to take a bowl of strong wine, and the liquid dripped from his chin, revealing the bottom of the bowl in no time.

The scribes on that side were a little angry for a while, the two young boys wanted to get up and have a drink with Wei Kun after debating the case.

Right Prime Minister turned his head and saw that both of them were Yuan Guangping's disciples, so he had to hold back for a moment.

Fu Qiu was holding a slice of watermelon, but before he could eat it, he suddenly heard a tough sound——

"The minister obeys the Queen Mother's order to welcome the emperor back to Beijing, and the Queen Mother has another order for the commander-in-chief."

Wei Kun narrowed his eyes and said with a sinister smile, "Women, when will you be able to dictate to Chao Gang?"

Right Prime Minister Yuan Guangping's expression turned a little ugly.

But in an instant, Wei Kun eased his tone, and said, "If there is a letter from home, I can listen to it."

The corners of Yuan Guangping's mouth pulled down, as if he was thinking about whether to read the Queen Mother's edict in front of the hall.The emperor sat next to Wei Kun, and the moment he spoke, it was like flooding water, revealing the empress dowager's intention to keep him outside the pass.That Wei Kun has a hulking back and can crush the little emperor to death with a single slap.If a difficulty arises, all the officials present will be there, and no one can do anything about him.

After some consideration, Yuan Guangping finally didn't dare to act rashly, so he smiled and said, "It's not an order to guide the court, but it's just human nature to worry about relatives and children. If an official makes a slip of the tongue, he will be punished." Yuan Guangping picked up the wine glass and simply After drinking, I just want to quickly order Wei Kun to hand him over.

Suddenly, he couldn't think of a good solution. The Empress Dowager Yizhi, Yu Weikun, who has been guarding outside the customs all the year round, is not as easy to use as inside the capital.

Looking at the emperor again, he has a big appetite, which is also why he has no worries.

At least Wei Kun had one more achievement, which was to take in the emperor. Yuan Guangping was quite comforted, and he wanted to respect Fu Qiu's wine before he got up and left.

Fu Qiu had just gnawed on the watermelon, but the leg of lamb hadn't had time to stuff it into his mouth.He looked at the leg of lamb, and then at the right minister, seeing that the right minister's brows and eyes were [-]% similar to Dongzi.He wiped his hands, picked up the glass, and drank it.

Who knows that after one cup, there will be another cup.

After drinking five or six cups, Fu Qiu heaved a sigh of relief. Originally, he was a little unhappy that Dongzi didn't come, but now he was a little dizzy from drinking. Seeing that the right minister looked a little bit Dongzi, he was quite satisfied.

After a meal, the host and guests enjoyed the meal, and Fu Qiu vomited when he came out. He was dragged by Jiang Song and poured yellow soup, and he was hunched over and suffering from pain.

He was patted on the shoulder, and when he looked up, he saw Yuan Guangping.

Yuan Guangping hesitated to speak, was about to say something, suddenly changed the subject, and said, "The Empress Dowager misses the Emperor very much, and hopes that the Emperor will leave and return to Beijing as soon as possible."

Fu Qiu nodded and waved his hand again.At this moment, Wei Kun walked out, lifted his back collar, and said to Yuan Guangping with a smile, "Our emperor is drunk, why don't you go back first, your lord, tomorrow the Japanese commander will arrange people to take a good look around Huyang with the right minister. Moonlight tonight It's good, but it's a pity that I failed, and I vomited like this. Come, fourth uncle will carry you, just like when I was a child." Wei Kun pulled Fu Qiu on his back, carried him, and shook.

Yuan Guangping was kicked on the knee immediately.

Fu Qiu was unconscious.

Wei Kun's piercing eyes were like hawks, and Yuan Guangping's back was sweating immediately, only to hear him say, "The youngest of the right minister's family led the troops under my commander, and made great achievements, and my commander has not rewarded him yet. I don't know what to reward."

"He left home since he was a child, and I haven't seen him for more than ten years." Master Yuan's eyes were red.

Wei Kun glanced at the sky and the moon, turned his head away from Yuan Guangping, and said, "Yuan Xinpei is a general, he should be a eunuch, but some things are destined by God. Wasn't it the queen who chased him back into the palace?" The purpose? Although the old ten is a ghost, winner and loser, don't say he is good. But I think, at least he has good eyesight, otherwise he would not let Mr. Yuan take the post of right minister. Don't you think so?"

As soon as the words were finished, Wei Kun didn't stop, carried Fu Qiu on his back, and coaxed him out of the yard in a low voice.

Fu Qiu fell on the bed, his stomach was still rumbling violently, he grabbed Wei Kun and did not let go.

Wei Kun sat by the bed.

I saw the little emperor's face pressed against the quilt, his face flushed, obviously suffering from the smell of alcohol.

Wei Kun put one hand on his neck, pressing against his Adam's apple, his eyes darkened.

"Fourth Uncle...it's very uncomfortable..." Fu Qiu rubbed his head on Wei Kun's hand.

"Here comes the hangover soup." Wei Kun ordered outside, then lowered his head, touched Fu Qiu's forehead, it wasn't hot, and comforted him in a low voice, "Drink some hangover soup before going to bed, and drink flower wine every day, how can it be so unbearable?" Something. It’s like your father, he’s less promising than you, he pours a glass. When he was a child, it was his fourth uncle who kept him from drinking.” Wei Kun put his hand on Fu Qiu’s neck, stroked it slowly, and pulled his collar pull well.

"Father doesn't like me, and doesn't like to talk to me."

Wei Kun laughed and said, "He has such a dull temperament, no one cares about him. Even the eighth brother of my compatriots fell into the water, and the old ten went down to fish."

Fu Qiu blinked his eyes, he seemed to be clearer, his mouth was dry, and when he frowned, Wei Kun brought water to feed him.

After he lay down again, he said, "At that time, he blocked the wine for him, and later guarded the border for him. Your father was worried about the fourth uncle, so he changed the name of the fourth uncle, saying that his brother died for the country."

Fu Qiu moved his head, "Does Fourth Uncle hate Father?"

Wei Kun squinted his eyes, and for a while, the wind and sand outside the Great Wall, the white light and the black ground, the heavy snow, and countless thoughts and suffocating loneliness came to his heart. He touched Fu Qiu's forehead and said, "I wish I couldn't bear it." I hate it, he always walks ahead of me. Four uncles have often dreamed these years, drinking and playing chess with your father. It has been decades since such a situation, just dreaming and don't want to wake up."

Fu Qiu nodded and squinted his eyes again. When the hangover soup came, Wei Kun called him twice, and Fu Qiu moved to hide inward, keeping his eyes closed.Wei Kun smiled, left the hangover soup on the table, and signaled the servants to leave.After looking carefully at him by candlelight for a while, Fang covered him with a quilt and left the house.