High energy eunuch

At the beginning of October, the temperature in the capital dropped sharply, and the people in the streets wore long gowns and cloth shirts.

The dry north wind made the storyteller's mouth turn white, and he couldn't speak without drinking five or six pots of tea a day.

The most famous tea garden is Mantang Xingchun located at the end of Jinbei Street. It is divided into sixteen private courtyards, each with a storyteller. Book out the whole hall, order as you like.Those who do not book the venue will be given half a tea money, a chair, soaked in ordinary Biluochun, warming hands with hot water, and unlimited refills.

A dry and skinny old man, with yellow and white skin clinging to his face, his wife is well-raised and well-bred, and he is still in the middle of his age.

"Help me take a look, is the hairpin on right?"

Old man Yun held the golden and jade-encrusted lotus hairpin, twisted it into his hair, and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, it looks good."

His wife pursed her lips and smiled.

In front of the whole hall is a wooden frame door with a width of two feet and a height of three feet. There is a large group of people gathered at this moment, and the sound of gongs and drums can be heard from a distance.

The daughter-in-law held the old man's warm hand, "It's so lively."

"I should have brought you to see the fun."

"It's a waste of money. I only got 30 taels yesterday. I've worked hard outside, so save some money."

"Ma'am is right." Old Man Yun smiled and nodded with a benevolent look on his face.

There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

"Killer—!"

Old man Yun's face suddenly changed, he dragged his wife behind him, hid in the corner of the wall, and asked his wife to wait behind the corner of the wall.

"Don't run around, go and see for your husband, what's going on."

The madam tugged into his arm in a panic, "It's better...not...don't look at it."

"Two taels of silver!" Old man Yun stamped his feet, signaled his wife to stop talking, and ran out.

A path was squeezed out of the crowd of people's heads, and a thin bright steel knife was coldly nailed to the heart of one person, piercing through the chest and back, and fixing it to a stake in the wooden door.

Blood dripped thickly and slowly from the man's sleeve.

"Don't look at it, don't look at it, there is something in the hall today, those who listen to the book will come back at another day. Those who have booked a private room come here to refund the money, please."

Old man Yun stepped forward with straw sandals, wanting to see more clearly. The purple-red robe embroidered with apricot flowers and the round hat on his head are the symbols of a full house of apricot spring.This is the style of storytelling in Xingchun.

"Where is Uncle listening to books? Tomorrow we will open the door as usual, I'm sorry today." A young boy in green clothes stopped Old Man Yun from moving forward, with a refusal in his smile, he stretched out his arm and made a gesture "Please" gesture.

"What's wrong with this man?" Old man Yun poked his eyes out from the boy's shoulder, pointing a finger at the man.

The boy's expression changed, he became a little impatient, and then he heard the old man say, "I made a reservation yesterday, so the door won't be open today?"

"Well, no, come back tomorrow. The money will be refunded over there, or else you can write a note to explain that it will be fine if you come tomorrow, and the money will not be refunded." The boy suppressed his temper, and said, "I have reported to the official, hey hey , this way——" The servant shouted loudly, stood on the stone steps, and waved to the south.

The people from the yamen shouted and shouted, and the onlookers were driven to the periphery.

The one who came out of the sedan chair was a master, who glanced slightly and asked people to go up to inspect the corpse.

The woman hiding behind the wall couldn't stop looking, and finally saw her master coming with his hands in his hands.

"What happened? Who killed someone?"

Old man Yun shook his head, "The official just came, so we won't let us watch it. A storyteller died, I see, he'll be dead for a long time, and the blood won't drop much."

"Has the money been refunded?" The woman pinched his arm.

Old man Yun spread out his hand, two liang of silver was in his palm.

"It's the same whenever you come back. Let's go, don't just stand here." Feeling uneasy, the woman grabbed Old Man Yun's arm and dragged her away.

The sky was gloomy, the boss stood at the door for a cup of tea, and the owner of Mantang Xingchun came out to invite him in to drink tea.The chief took a look at the dead man lying on the ground with a big blood hole in his chest, rubbed his stiff face, and said with a twisted mouth, "It's just right, I want to ask a few words. It's inside."

So the boss went in with the principal, offered twelve cups of tea, and asked a few insignificant words.

"Storytellers are invited everywhere. Whoever speaks a good book, let him set up a platform in the whole hall. Register his name, surname and home address, and the others don't know it. Alas, it's a pity. I counted this person last month. The house has the most prizes, and the rewards are also generous. I am afraid that it is jealousy among colleagues, why don't the officials call all the storytellers to ask, and the other fifteen stay in the back yard and do not let them go." The boss nodded and bowed with a flattering smile.

The chief yawned lazily, "I haven't had breakfast yet."

"Dog, go get a drawer of buns and two bowls of shredded chicken porridge."

"Liuweiju's soy elbow is pretty good."

As soon as the boss gritted his teeth, he kicked the dog so that it rolled and crawled out, and roared like thunder, "Sauce Elbow! Don't forget! If you forget, I will break your dog's leg!"

The sun was setting to the west, and the principal took more than 20 errands, corpses and murder weapons back to the Yamen of the Ministry of Punishment.Two suspects were locked in the back, both storytellers who were full of love. They had a quarrel with the deceased last month. One of them took Xingmu in court and slapped the deceased's forehead so that the forehead is still green.

Before the yamen closed, the principal wrote on the file: peers were jealous and murdered on purpose.

The sky was about to be swallowed up by the night, Dongzi changed shifts from Chengyuan Hall and returned to his yard.

Now he has a yard all to himself, although it is just a few not wide patios, but it is much better than Datongpu.He took the eunuch's clothes drying on the bamboo pole, shook them out, folded them in his hands, and put them directly into the cabinet when he entered the house.

Sitting on the bed, he just felt that the room was really cold.

He took off his boots and stood by the bed, then fell asleep all the time.

When he woke up, he didn't know what time it was. The room was suffocatingly dark. Dongzi lay in the darkness with his eyes open for a long time before he felt up and lit the lamp.There is a food box on the table, I don't know which "godson" sent it.

Since he became the general manager, he has had countless "godsons" under his command. At first he quit, but Fu Qiu teased him that this was an old rule, and those old eunuchs had godsons under them.The eunuch has no heirs, and in the future he will point to these godsons to die.

"Hey, they don't know if you are...Only I know..." Fu Qiu came to dig under him with a smirk on his face.

Opening his eyes, he dipped the handkerchief that had been wiped off his face into cold water, and Dongzi washed his face in cold water again, before shaking that little rascal Fu Qiu out of his mind.

After hastily eating, Dongzi sat in the yard.

The middle coat was draped over his knees, and he was sweating profusely after sleeping, and he didn't put on his outer coat after wiping himself.He was not on duty tonight, his hands moved quickly, and his slender and powerful knuckles held a wooden brush to brush his shoes absent-mindedly.

A slanting white light faintly shone from beside him, falling on the ground like a bright moon.

The corner of Dongzi's mouth curled up, and he poured the water in the basin under the tree roots. A faint blood was washed away with another basin of clear water, leaving only the fragrance.

A monkey was hung around Dongzi's neck behind him, so he let the man lie on his stomach, still cleaning his shoes.

"Do you care about me? Do you care?" Fu Qiu asked with a smile, putting his cold hand into Dongzi's neck to keep warm.

"Ignore it." Dongzi said.

"Brush your shoes." As Fu Qiu said, he wanted to grab the wooden brush, but Dong Zi hurriedly avoided him, but Dong Zi got out of the way, and Fu Qiu plunged his head into the water for shoe brushing.

"..." Dongzi was expressionless.

Fu Qiu was about to cry, and made a few pee pee, and when he was about to open his eyes, he heard Dong Zi say, "Don't open your eyes." He seemed to sigh.

A small bench was handed behind him, Dongzi led him to sit down, first wiped his face with a handkerchief, changed the hot water, and asked him to wash his face, after washing five or six times, Fu Qiu's face ached, so he said sullenly , "I won't wash it anymore."

"Clean?"

"Yeah." Fu Qiu opened his eyes, his eyes were red, almost crying.

Dongzi stared at him without moving, he was checking if there was anything wrong with Fu Qiu's eyes.

Fu Qiu couldn't cry anymore.Looking down at Dongzi's open middle coat, Fu Qiu stood up with a smile on his lips and a red face.

"..." Dongzi pulled on his coat and tied it up, "I haven't finished brushing my shoes."

"I slipped out, I'll do it later."

The dragon robe was lightly unbuttoned, and it was clear in the middle of the night. Dongzi hugged the emperor who had not started his business but fell asleep in the middle, and poked his head outside the palace for a long time.

I got in through the open window, and there was a bang.

A servant's inquiry sounded from outside, "Your Majesty?"

Dongzi lay on the dragon bed with Fu Qiu in his arms, staring at the bed curtain without saying a word. Fu Qiu was breathing evenly and pressed against his chest, already asleep.

No sound was heard outside, thinking it was just an illusion, so I didn't dare to ask again.

Touching Fu Qiu's forehead, Dong Zi loosened his hair and told him to lie down. Just as he got up, he was dragged back by his neck. Fu Qiu muttered, "It's cold, don't go, let me hug you for a while."

Dongzi sighed helplessly, so he had to lie back, and when Fu Qiu fell asleep completely, it was already the fourth watch.

He sneaked out of the emperor's bed and squatted under the window.

Watching the patrolling imperial guards pass by, waiting for the dozing little eunuch to lower his head, a snow-white tunic flutters out, and he has to be careful not to let others see him.Really embarrassing.

Half an hour later, the well-dressed eunuch chief eunuch, the young eunuch, entered the hall to wait on him.Fu Qiu shook his head and lay down in front of Dong Zi, allowing the eunuch and maid to pull his hands and feet and put the dragon robe on him.

Dongzi pulled the belt for him, and Fu Qiu's soft and thin waist appeared in the mirror. Dongzi closed his pupils, lowered his eyes, and straightened the crown for him.

Fu Qiu was already awake at this time, waiting for Dong Zi to squat down to change his boots, and looked at his red left ear with satisfaction.Dongzi got up, only to see a brand-new robe, buttoned below the Adam's apple, while the people around him were not paying attention, he touched Dongzi's ear with his lips.

After the maids went out, Fu Qiu whispered into Dong Zi's ear, "The ears are burning, who is missing you?"

"..." Dongzi walked out with a meticulous expression.

This time when Fu Qiu returned to the palace, he couldn't stay still, he always had to go out of the palace every three to five days.The Queen Mother has been in a state of desperation recently, and she can't spare her hands to restrain him.

The queen mother was annoyed to restrain her stomach.

The carriage returned to the palace from Mantang Xingchun, and Fu Qiu dozed off on Dongzi's shoulder. He was happy to hear this time, but he didn't lose his temper.

The short road back to the palace was Fu Qiu's favorite, there were only the two of them in the carriage, and sometimes when they got angry, they asked the coachman to make a couple of detours outside the palace.

"woke up?"

As soon as Fu Qiufu opened his eyes, he heard people asking, and there were Yanjin plums in his mouth, so he ate it casually and said, "Well, no one is talking nonsense this month."

Dongzi's eyeballs slid along a crack in the roof of the carriage.

"Fourth Uncle has accepted a reward for Jiang Song and wants him to go to the Ministry of War to get a position as a servant. Do you think I will give it to him or not?" Fu Qiulan narrowed his eyes, spit out the core, and took another one for himself. A piece is eating.

"Old Ghost Wei promises to him first." Dongzi said indifferently.

"Then give it." Fu Qiu smiled and stroked his sleeves, "I didn't want to give it. The thirty-five thousand people you brought back were given to Jiang Song, and Wei Kun had five thousand in his hands. There is no such position as Marshal, even if it was given to Fourth Uncle, there will be no soldiers for him for a while. Tell me, will you give him the position of Marshal of Soldiers and Horses?" Fu Qiu tilted his head, his eyes unclear.

"give him."

The carriage jolted suddenly, and Dongzi pressed Fu Qiu's head with one hand to prevent him from hitting the carriage board.

The carriage passed the palace gate for interrogation and entered the palace wall. Fu Qiufang thought of it and said, "Why don't you be on duty during the day, and you should be worth it at night. It is convenient to sneak in if you want to be on duty at night outside the palace gate."

Dongzi blushed a little, touched Fu Qiu's head, and shook his head.

"Don't want to come?" Fu Qiu narrowed his eyes and asked, tugging at Dong Zi's clothes.

"The queen mother is watching." Dongzi said after a while.

"The queen mother didn't say anything. I'll talk about it when she says it." Fu Qiu said lazily, leaning on Dongzi's shoulder. As long as Dongzi was around, he didn't want to sit up straight by himself, as if he had a boneless disease.

Dongzi pushed him away and looked at him seriously, "What if the queen mother said it?"

Fu Qiu thought for a while, wrapped his arms around Dongzi's neck, and rubbed his chin, "Then tell the queen mother, there are a few male favorites in the royal father's meeting."

The light in Dongzi's eyes dimmed, he hummed, and then remained silent until Fu Qiu got out of the car.On the palace road with no one around, the two of them interlocked their fingers, and they separated when they arrived at Fu Qiu's bedroom.

Seeing that the candlelight in Fu Qiu's palace was getting weaker, he wanted to keep one candle, and there was still a faint light in the room.Dongzi stood in the yard for a while before leaving.

At night Fu Qiu woke up in the middle of the night, couldn't fall asleep, and slipped towards Dongzi's small courtyard again.

It is easier to sneak in if you change to a detached courtyard, but it is a bit indecent to go back and forth through the window.The door of the small courtyard was not closed tightly, leaving a gap.

The corner of Fu Qiu's mouth curled up, thinking that Dongzi knew he was coming.Leaning over lightly, before pushing the door open, voices came from inside.

"Don't cause trouble," Dongzi said.

"Brother, this is to help you. The little emperor's errands are not easy to handle. If it weren't for my help, the rumors outside would not stop so quickly. It's all right if you don't buy wine, you still want to say thank you?" Xue Yuanshu walked at night. Clothes, he sat on the stone table with his body bent, and put out a hand to touch Dongzi's side face.

The moves in the hands of the two passed very quickly, and neither of them could get half a penny.

Xue Yuanshu finally smiled, and jumped off the ground, "It's very stingy. The money has been delivered, and you have to show an attitude when you ask someone to do something. What are you doing?"

"If you don't go, I'll go by myself." Dongzi said indifferently.

"Hey, hey, don't, let me go let me go." Xue Yuanshu followed Dongzi into the house, the lights in the house were turned on, and the two of them could not be heard talking.

Fu Qiu's heart was full of fire, and those who wanted to go in but didn't want to go in, weren't those two masters of martial arts!Why can't anyone hear the emperor outside?

Kicking the door open with a bang, Fu Qiu approached the room with a few strides, and said loudly, "Here I am." The stinky hooligans are well hidden, and I must not let me catch them...

The door opened from the inside, Fu Qiu glanced hurriedly, but there was no one, the window was open.

Dongzi stood inside the door, hooked the emperor's neck expressionlessly, and led him into the room.