High energy eunuch

I didn't get the internet yesterday, sorry, it has been completed, and it will still be updated at [-] o'clock in the evening.

When it was getting dark again, Dongzi came back with two pieces of meat.

The yellow cat jumped down to the ground with a "meow", grabbed Dongzi's leg, and stretched out its claws to grab the meat.

The braised pork that has been simmered for half an hour is red and oily with rock sugar, scrambled eggs and vegetables, and a shrimp skin soup.

Fu Qiu ate his mouthful, and asked Dongzi, "Why do you know everything? You also learned it in exile?"

The smile on the corner of Dongzi's mouth was very shallow, "I learned it in the palace."

Fu Qiu nodded, "Teach me later, otherwise if you are not here, I will have to rely on myself."

Dongzi paused with his chopsticks, "No need, the slave has been making it for the emperor."

"Oh... what kind of emperor am I?" Fu Qiu shook his head and sighed. He went downstairs to eat at noon, and he had heard that his tenth uncle wanted to establish himself as emperor. It is estimated that the day has changed.

Dongzi didn't speak, and put half an egg in Fu Qiu's bowl.

The remaining half was given to the yellow cat squatting under the feet, and only half of the eggs were grilled for rice.

Fu Qiu was so hungry that he ate three big bowls, and there was only some soup left over from a bowl of braised pork. Dongzi soaked it in oil soup and ate another bowl of rice. After eating, he packed up the dishes and went downstairs.

Fu Qiu was sitting in the house with the yellow cat in his arms, and accidentally saw the bulging bundle that Dongzi had brought back.

Curious, he picked it up and weighed it. It was very heavy, so he opened the bag to have a look.

It was actually a bag full of silver, at least 200 taels.

Fu Qiu struggled up and down his Adam's apple, and when Dongzi entered, he immediately closed the door tightly.

"I'm asking you something, honestly."

Fu Qiu was standing and Dongzi was sitting. Dongzi was not used to it, so he stood up and pulled Fu Qiu over to signal him to sit.

Fu Qiu was so anxious that his brow was sweating, he pointed to the bundle on the table and said, "What's in it?"

"silver."

"I know it's silver, how much?"

"230 four two."

"If I remember correctly, you went out today with three taels of silver." Fu Qiu swallowed.

Dongzi nodded, with no expression on his face, rubbing the fingers of his left hand with his right hand.

"Are you going to rob?" Fu Qiu guessed.

Dongzi shook his head.

"Stole it?"

Dongzi also shook his head.

Fu Qiu gritted his teeth, thinking of the worst possibility, "Are you murdering for money?!"

"The emperor drinks tea." Dongzi held the teacup.

"Don't drink, tell me quickly! You're going to kill me!" Fu Qiu said furiously.

Dongzi patiently and innocently put the cup in Fu Qiu's palm, and said, "I'm lucky if I go to the gambling house during the day."

Dongzi took a sip of tea with difficulty, his expression was very complicated, "Do we not have to work for a year?"

"You can find a place, buy a house, and temporarily avoid the limelight."

"Where can I buy it?" Fu Qiu suddenly realized that he was like a fool. In the past, he had to ask him everything in the palace. Palace, he just needs to sit on the bed.

This discovery made him feel a little frustrated.

"Go south and watch as you go." Dongzi paused, then added, "Wait until the emperor's leg is healed."

Fu Qiu nodded thoughtfully, looking at Dongzi eagerly, "Is there anything I can do?"

Dongzi thought for a while, looking at the bed.

"Oh, I will do this." Fu Qiu was very pleased.

So that night, when Dongzi wanted to make a bed on the floor again, Fu Qiu's face darkened, and he patted the bed to signal him to go up.

Dongzi hesitated for a moment, and finally succumbed to Fu Qiu's unattractive expression. Fu Qiu felt better now, and smiled, "I'm good at warming the bed with my hands, aren't I?"

"..." Dongzi's body stiffened.

"I'm the best at bed matters, what else do I need?" Fu Qiu was gearing up to unbutton Dongzi's clothes.

Dongzi hugged the quilt and rolled it towards the outside.

Fu Qiu couldn't help but say, "I told you, come here."

Dongzi remained motionless.

"Come here!" Fu Qiu said in an orderly tone.

Only then did Dongzi turn around, Fu Qiu pulled half of the quilt over, and wrapped his arms around Dongzi's waist under the quilt, why is he so thin?

"Starting tomorrow, there must be meat on the dinner table every day." Fu Qiu announced.

"...and now..." Dongzi's voice dropped, feeling Fu Qiu's hands groping around him, Dongzi closed his eyes, his body tensed.

"I don't know when I will be able to return to the palace. When I go back, I will promote you to be the chief executive, and I will never bully you again." Fu Qiu murmured, burying his head in Dongzi's armpit.

There was silence in one tent.

Fu Qiu felt unspeakable guilt in his heart, but the emperor's dignity did not allow him to say more, and even the promise seemed empty now.

Dongzi raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, and patted Fu Qiu's head.

With the money, Dongzi hired the best doctor for Fu Qiu. After half a month, the two went back on the road and hired a carriage. Dongzi drove ahead, and Fu Qiu sat in the car.Before leaving, he saved up a food box, and the various snacks gave him a faint feeling of enjoying the blessings in the palace.

Although the carriage is a bit poor, it can't compare with his Luanjia.

Although the number of people is a little less, in the past when he wanted to travel, he was casually surrounded by hundreds of people.

But the sun was just right, and with a mouthful of snacks, Fu Qiu got out of the carriage, sat with Dongzi on the horizontal board in front of the carriage, and casually stuffed a piece of durian cake into his mouth.

Dongzi had half of his face in the sun and the other half in the shade, with a gentle expression and solid eyes.Fu Qiu stared blankly for a while, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and Fu Qiu felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Taking advantage of Dongzi's inattention, Fu Qiu leaned forward suddenly, supported the other side of his face with one hand, quickly gnawed on Dongzi's Adam's apple, and quickly flashed back into the carriage.

His heart was beating violently.

The carriage bumped and the curtains parted from time to time. Fu Qiu only saw Dongzi's thin shoulders and a not-so-broad back, but he knew how stable that back was.

Overnight, Fu Qiu changed from a poor emperor with a fortune of 230 taels to a rich man with 200 taels, which is enough to buy a three-story compound in the capital.The carriage went all the way south, and when it was dark, they would stay in towns when they encountered towns, and if they didn't, they would just spend the night in the carriage.

The arrow wound on Fu Qiu's leg healed up, leaving a shallow indentation, tender red in color.Sleeping at night is always dishonest, in order to prevent him from scratching, Dongzi pressed his hands behind his back and half embraced him to sleep.Fu Qiu nested in Dong Zi's arms, and the yellow cat nested in Fu Qiu's arms.Going straight to the south for seven days, it is already the season of spring.

Fu Qiu had a full sleep in the carriage, pulled out the curtain and came out with the cat in his arms. As far as the eye could see, the mountains and plains were full of greenery from the new season seedlings.

Fu Qiu couldn't help shouting, "Ah!"

"Meow." The yellow cat opened it slightly.

Dongzi reined in the reins, and there was a red-painted boundary marker crooked in the grass on the side of the road.

"It's Qingzhou." Fu Qiu asked with a smile in the car.

Dongzi hummed, and continued to drive the horse on the road, "Live in Qingzhou?"

He tilted his head and asked Fu Qiu.The money was won by Dongzi, and the journey was worry-free and comfortable. Fu Qiu only felt a little more relaxed than when he was the emperor.Then he also came out and sat down on the horizontal board, with his head attached to Dongzi's arm, the sun was so hot that he couldn't open his eyes, leaving only a thin eye slit.

"Listen to you."

The corners of Dongzi's mouth curled slightly, but he didn't speak.

"Has your father returned to the capital?" Fu Qiu didn't ask all the way, but suddenly remembered.

Dongzi looked as usual, "Yes."

"What kind of official do you do?" Fu Qiu vaguely remembered what Eighth Uncle said before he left Beijing that Dongzi's father was a bachelor before he was exiled.

"Master."

Fu Qiu looked startled.In the final analysis, a bachelor has no power in his hands, but the Taifu is different. The assistant minister is a first-rank official.No wonder the shopkeeper said that if Dongzi went back, he could also seek a title.

After not listening to Fu Qiu for a long time, Dongzi lowered his head and stared at the road ahead again, "I won't go back."

Fu Qiu's fingers ran through the smooth fur of the yellow cat.

"You won't go back when I go back in the future?" Fu Qiu asked.

"That's different." Dongzi said lightly.

"What's the difference?"

"I follow you, not because you are the emperor."

Fu Qiu's heart was shocked, and his eyes wandered on Dongzi's side face. His chin was blushed, and his eyebrows were thickened, showing a little maturity.He got close for no reason, put his head and face against Dongzi's arm, and rubbed his face against his clothes.

When the carriage jolted, Dongzi stretched out a hand and wrapped Fu Qiu around his heart.

After passing the Qingzhou Boundary Monument, he only ran into the city for half a day, first found an inn, and settled for Fu Qiu to rest.

Dongzi left the door in the afternoon, and within a moment, someone knocked on the door.

Fu Qiu muttered and went to open the door, only to know that Dong Zi had returned.

Through the crack of the door came a scruffy face, dressed in a monk's robe, with a shaved head.

Fu Qiu was taken aback, "Who are you looking for?"

The great monk held a wooden fish in his hand, tapped it twice, smiled, "I'm looking for you."

The door closed with a "bang", and there were two crisp sounds. The monk's wooden fish fell to the ground, and he bent down while covering his nose and screamed in pain.

In the evening, when Dongzi came back, he saw such a scene——

A group of foot monks with red noses sat at the door of the room, holding a wooden fish, with their eyes closed in meditation.

Hearing the movement, the monk raised his face, smiled at Dongzi, and said, "Third brother, my brother is here to look for you."

Dongzi's eyelashes trembled, he touched the monk's bald head, and said expressionlessly, "Now that we're done with the world, let's go back to the mountains."

"Brother can't worry about you."

Dongzi trembled all over, "No need."

"Must, must."

As soon as the door opened, the monk quickly stepped inside, and Fu Qiu and Dongzi looked at each other inside the door, "You know each other?"

Dongzi shook his head hard.

"Benefactor, you and the poor monk met a few days ago, have you forgotten?" The monk rubbed his head, earnestly inducing, "The inn, shopkeeper."

Fu Qiu looked at him, dragged Dongzi into the door, closed the door, and let the yellow cat go.

The yellow cat scratched the monk's bald head for a while, meowing non-stop. After a while, the monk's face was covered with scratches, and the layer of leather covering his head was scratched, revealing the hair full of black hair.

The monk finally couldn't bear to hold the yellow cat in his arms, and the cat barked its teeth and claws unwillingly.

"Third brother, my brother is actually here to join you."

Naturally, Fu Qiu didn't believe it, and took two steps closer to look at the monk. His hair was messed up, but he couldn't hide the bearing of a scholar.Fu Qiu looked at the monk, then at Dongzi, and concluded, "You are nothing like Dongzi."

"We were very similar when we were young." The monk gently put the cat down.

The yellow cat swished behind Dongzi.

"Father ordered you to come and find me." Dongzi put Fu Qiu behind him with suspicion on his face.

The monk tore off the layer of leather covering his hair, poured himself a cup of tea, and said with a calm expression, "Don't say I came to see you, why did you leave the capital? He has the material to be an emperor, and he has sealed a dozen or so first-rank officials, each of whom speaks his own way, and no one listens to anyone else."

In the official system of the Great Qin Dynasty, there are two officials of the first rank, one is the right minister, and the other is the Taifu.

Fu Qiu sat at the table without saying a word, with a gloomy expression, thinking of the Empress Dowager Song.I just don't know where his mother ran after leaving the palace, whether she was chased and killed, and who she brought with her.

"Queen..." Dongzi hesitated.

"The ten princes have already announced to the world that the empress dowager and the emperor are dead, and even made a false edict to pass the throne to himself in the name of the emperor."

Dongzi nodded, "Go back."

"Don't go back." The monk was very firm.

"Go back." Dongzi was also determined.

"I have brought silver." The monk untied the burden and got two 500 taels of silver notes.

Dongzi thought for a while, but still waved his hand.

The monk gritted his teeth, took out a small box from the bundle, and opened the copper lock.Dongzi waved to Fu Qiu, and Fu Qiu looked in, at least a hundred taels of gold.

Fu Qiu also gritted his teeth, thought and thought, "He is your brother."

Dongzi also put the bank notes into the box and handed them to Fu Qiu.Finally made a decision, "No trouble is allowed."

The gentlemanly monk grinned, pulled out a folding fan from his sleeve, and put a big word "Jing" on it. He crossed his legs and cupped his hands towards Fu Qiu, "I am Yuan Jinyu, Yuan Xinpei's second brother, you can be called my second son."

Fu Qiuli ignored him and sat on the bed to count the money.