High energy eunuch

That Wei Kun, carrying an unsheathed sword upside down, led two personal soldiers along the way, but the guards dared not stop him.

It wasn't until they entered the inner palace that Li Yanwei, the commander of the forbidden army, rushed forward, and the forbidden army all raised their swords.Li Yanwei didn't dare to fight Wei Kun alone, relying on the large number of people, he opened a row of people outside Zhaochun Palace.

Li Yanwei tensed his scalp and shouted: "How can you bring weapons into the inner courtyard of the palace! Marshal! Put down your weapons quickly..." This last sentence was extremely weak, and Li Yanwei couldn't help laughing, "What does the Marshal have to say to you?" The emperor said, just say it in a friendly manner, how scary is holding a sword? The emperor is not happy to see it, is he?"

Inside, Fu Qiu hurriedly pulled on his belt, when there was a tiger-like roar from outside——

"The minister has some advice, please listen to the minister's words!"

Zhaochun Palace is from the main hall to the side hall, and even the gate is opened.

Dongzi rolled up his sleeves and stood under the door in front of the hall, waiting for Wei Kun to force the guards back.Li Yanwei finally didn't dare to stop Wei Kun from outside the hall, so he stepped back, turned his head to see Dongzi standing, and heaved a sigh of relief.He was stared at by Dongzi's sharp eyes again, like a thorn in his back, so he gritted his teeth, dared not back down, and shouted——

"Marshal don't stand still! I'm sorry, I'm going to offend you!"

Wei Kun stopped in response, and looked at Dongzi meaningfully, the sword was playing a circle in his hand.

"Where is Manager Yuan on duty?"

Dongzi didn't speak, but walked down the steps with his arms folded, walked up to Wei Kun, then lowered his eyes and said, "Marshal, please unarm."

Wei Kun laughed loudly, untied the saber at his waist, turned the sword in his hand again, and said, "The saber can be undone, it's a weapon, it's a sword." Can't sleep, because for some reason, Qing Ke from the mansion came to present this precious sword, just an hour ago. I felt like a divine light passed through my heart, and I really didn't wait until dawn before entering the palace to face the saint."

He threw the sword.

Dongzi caught it firmly.

Wei Kun pursed his smile, with his hands behind his back, strode forward, patted Dong Zi on the shoulder, his eyebrows twitched: "Eunuch Yuan, let's have a good face."

The two soldiers who knew each other didn't follow up, Li Yanwei was sweating coldly, and put the sword back into its sheath.

"Do you want to send a few more people to guard?" the people below asked.

Li Yanwei tugged on his collar to let the heat out of his body, and then his voice faltered in fear, "Surround around, be smart."

Inside the hall.

Wei Kun pulled up his robe and knelt on one knee, Fu Qiu came to help him up, saying, "Fourth Uncle, why do you make such a big gift?"

Wei Kun said with a smile: "If you don't make such a great gift, I'm afraid Eunuch Yuan will think that the fourth uncle is here to assassinate."

"What are you talking about, the assassination can be so big?" Fu Qiu said casually, ordering people to watch tea.

Wei Kun sat beside him, stroking his newly grown half-length beard, and said, "When I entered the palace late at night, someone really offered a sword. Uncle, I have no reason to keep it to myself, so I rushed to send it to the emperor. "Wei Kun gestured with his eyes.

Dongzi held up the "treasure sword" that Wei Kun was talking about.The scabbard was full of gold, silver and precious stones, and the blade was sharp, but it was hard to see how precious it was. Looking at Wei Kun sitting there, the old god was there.

In a blink of an eye, Fu Qiu probably understood that this Wei Kun came to teach him a lesson in the middle of the night.I'm not afraid anymore, I really thought that Wei Kun was here to break into the palace.Fu Qiu put the sword back into its sheath, but still ordered Dongzi to hold it.

"It's really a good sword." Fu Qiu said with a smile.

"What's so good about it?" Wei Kun asked.

Fu Qiu was dumbfounded immediately, his forehead was full of question marks, isn't this waiting for you to come and preach to me? !Ask me what's wrong with me... If I knew, why would I need you?

Fu Qiu rolled his sleeves and said, "Wonderful."

"Your Majesty also sees the wonder? Where is the unknown wonder?" Wei Kun asked again.

Fu Qiu bit the bullet and answered: "The workmanship is exquisite, inlaid with red and sapphires, the scabbard is very gorgeous, and the blade is bright and cold, it must be a good sword for cutting iron like mud."

Wei Kun laughed and said: "Then leave it to the emperor, hang it on the wall, how about the use of town house to ward off evil spirits?"

Fu Qiu was absent-minded: "Naturally."

The tea cup was thrown to the ground and shattered, and Dong Zi stopped in front of Fu Qiu.

Wei Kun jumped at the table.

The imperial guards waiting outside the house drew their swords one after another, for fear of a mistake.

Just when the steelyard in Li Yanwei's heart was inclined to rush in, Wei Kun inside laughed with a deep voice.Li Yanwei couldn't figure it out immediately, he took two steps forward, and peeped through the door, the Generalissimo Kneeling and the Emperor sitting, naturally all right.

"It's gone. Don't be in a hurry. Who said there's something going on inside. Stay away, put away your swords, and don't chop your colleagues." Li Yanwei reprimanded.

"The sharp edge of the sword is sharpened. This sword is not used by the emperor. How do you know it is a precious sword? It is not true if you have not seen it with your own eyes." Wei Kun pulled out the sword, folded his two fingers, and the sword made a painful clank and broke. two cuts.Wei Kun tossed it casually, and pointed at Dongzi again, "And if there is a sword, don't use it, as Emperor Shicai said, hanging it on the wall to ward off evil spirits is Qu Cai, so what about the sword, and what about the poor horse? They are all useless .”

Fu Qiu moved anxiously, opened his mouth, but did not speak yet.

Wei Kun's righteous words were strict, with his fists clasped in front of him, his head lowered, and he said angrily, "How can you allow others to snore on the side of the couch! Fu Rong, the rebel, robbed the Queen Mother as a hostage, set up another dynasty, rebelled against the ancestors first, and plotted rebellion." The chaos will come later! If this child is not removed, where will the face of the ancestors of Da Chu be put?" Wei Kun patted his face sideways, which made Fu Qiu feel embarrassed.

"Fourth Uncle, get up."

Wei Kun shook his head, still kneeling.

"I know what fourth uncle is asking, how about discussing it in the early court?" Fu Qiu lowered his face and tried to persuade him.

"Uncle Huang knows that now that Uncle Huang is old and has been guarding Da Chu for so many years, he suffers from injuries all over his body and coughs in hot weather. There is nowhere in Tianhan's body that can be safe. The Emperor will not listen to Uncle Huang anymore." Wei Kun Shaking his head and wiping away tears, it was sad to say that.

Fu Qiu had no choice but to swear that the court would point out a general who would put an end to the chaos in the south.Wei Kun went to see Dongzi frequently, and sighed: "I'm afraid the emperor will not bear it, and he won't believe it."

He was reluctant to let Yuan Xinpei go to war, but he couldn't believe that Yuan Xinpei could win the Eighth Prince.

Fu Qiu knew that Wei Kun had something to say, but he still hadn't made up his mind, so he only comforted him with kind words and asked his family's soldiers to take him away.

When Dongzi entered the hall, Fu Qiu was squatting on the ground, with a broken sword in each hand, in a trance.

"What is the emperor doing?" Dongzi asked.

Fu Qiu shook his head, nodded again, and sighed with unspeakable melancholy, "It's really a sword." He tossed it casually, and the sword fell to the ground with two clangs.

Fu Qiu couldn't sleep now, the inner hall of Zhaochun Palace was brightly lit, Dongzi ordered someone to bring food, and came in to serve him.

Fu Qiu raised his head, his eyes were red, "Is it possible that I can only send you there?"

Dongzi remained motionless and did not speak.

Fu Qiu covered his face in despair, leaned his body on Dongzi's waist, and hugged him tightly, "Can't someone else be sent? I have issued an imperial decree to order my fourth uncle to go to the expedition."

"Well, go back to Qiuyun Building, open a restaurant, and count the bank notes."

Fu Qiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, thinking that with this decree, it would naturally force Wei Kun to go to Eighth Uncle, and when the two of them joined forces, they could only become restaurant owners.

There was a lot of footsteps outside the door, Fu Qiu was served a bowl of sesame Yuanxiao, his expression was a little pale, his whole body was hot, and he was sweating a little.

The two lay on the bed with their clothes crooked and hugged each other for a while, waiting for the time to go to court.Fu Qiu's voice came from the darkness——

"If you are ordered to lead troops, will you be able to defeat Eighth Uncle?"

Dongzi lazily untied Fu Qiu's hair and hooked it on his fingers, and the fingers of the two of them were intertwined again, showing an indescribable intimacy.

"uncertain."

"Is there still a chance of winning?" Fu Qiu asked.

Dongzi hummed, hugged Fu Qiu's waist, and pressed his waist, Fu Qiu pushed him away angrily, "Let's talk about business with you!"

"Five-five." Dongzi hovered on Fu Qiu's spine, then moved down against his back, and suddenly stopped at the graceful place.

Fu Qiu's face was hot, he grabbed Dong Zi's wrist, and said in a low voice, "It's your turn first...however, it's my turn..." Before he could finish speaking, Fu Qiu was grabbed by his chin and kissed, Dong Zi The son kissed twice, raised his body, and spoke hoarsely, "Brother, go to fight."

Fu Qiu struggled desperately, stopped holding the hand on Dongzi's shoulder, and clung to his neck instead.

"I don't know when I'll be back..." Dongzi hooked open a drawer in the small bedside cabinet, took out a carved gold box, and flipped open the lid.

Fu Qiu was blushing and turning his face away, the left side of his face was facing up, and the bridge of his nose was pressed against the pillow.

His face suddenly turned cold, and his nose smelled the ambiguous sweet fragrance again, thinking that Dongzi would put the ointment box on his face, and immediately fly into a rage, but he had to turn his face away, otherwise the hard-won box would be wasted. thing.

"If you want...you should hurry up...you'll have to turn upside down later..." Before he could finish his sentence, Fu Qiu cried out, his voice changed slightly, and he covered his mouth, only to feel that the box on his face was covered. take away.

Originally, it was only a few hours last time, and it was easy to get it. Dongzi was still afraid of hurting him, so he pressed Fu Qiu's face patiently, and said pantingly, "I won't miss the court."

Fu Qiu's face was flushed red, he couldn't speak, and he just kissed Dongzi fiercely, as if he was sinking in the waves, but he got up lazily because of indulgence.

Dongzi kissed his ear, touched Fu Qiu's Adam's apple, pressed him down, and whispered in a low voice: "I got this ointment from the south, brother, on this trip, I bought a box of seventeen or eight boxes, what does the emperor think?" "

That thing can be used seven or eight times, and it is not a problem to use a box for a year or two.Hearing this, Fu Qiu hugged Dongzi's head and drowned in his arms, grabbing his hair and wanting to beat him up.I can't use my strength all over.Dongzi was sweating all over again, and couldn't hold him in his arms.

"I...not allowed." He struggled for a long time to squeeze out a sentence.

But Dong Zihun didn't seem to hear it, he only knew to kiss when he caught his mouth, and rub when he felt soft.

When Fu Qiu went to the court, his eyes were as dark as black-eyed chickens, and the court was covered with dark clouds, and the courtiers were silent as if they dared not speak out.

Several veteran officials will have time to report in the future.

Fu Qiu was called Xuanzhi.

The next person in the hall was so bold that he stepped out from behind the Minister of the Ministry of War, raised his robe and stood upright, holding a jade wat, begging for orders to go out.

Even Wei Kun was taken aback.

Before Jiang Song could finish his self-invited words, Wei Kun interrupted, "A civil servant, how can he lead troops to fight?"

"A strong commander has no weak generals under his command. The last general has served under the generalissimo for more than ten years. He has single-handedly wiped out hundreds of enemy bandits in Beidi, and led his troops to kill more than ten thousand enemies." No wives and children to drag you down, no high hall to care about, alone, with robes as companions. If you can sacrifice your life for the country, you will also become a wise general in the end."

"Ridiculous nonsense!" Wei Kun waved his robe sleeve, if he hadn't stood with Jiang Song, he would have punched him if he wanted to.

Fu Qiu squinted, the hall was silent, he couldn't recover, which song is this singing?

At this time, Yuan Guangping stepped out and said: "The servant Jiang Song has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he has served in the military department. He is a mere servant. He has the talent of a general and has repeatedly broken the defense of Beidi. If Jiang Song is the vanguard, he will be dispatched first. , negotiate peace with Fu Rong."

Wei Kun sneered: "Fu Rong set up another court, what is there to talk about? The right minister has repeatedly refused to cut the eight kings' heir, and when he entered Beijing with the ten kings, he was so cowardly and repeated, how can he be the head of civil servants?"

During the purge in the court, Yuan Guangping had many disciples, and the young courtiers were full of anger for a while, and wanted to quarrel with Wei Kun.

Fang Jingrong also said, "Peace talks seem inappropriate, and sending Jiang Song alone seems not enough. The emperor must not underestimate the enemy. The eight kings...Fu Rong is so powerful that we should not underestimate it."

There were different opinions for a while, the guards outside heard the commotion, and all of them raised their vigilance.

Jiang Song straightened his body, knocked his head down violently, his head was bleeding, civil servants and scholars, have never seen such a scene.

Jiang Song's face was covered with blood, and he begged: "The last general has a family feud with Fu Rong that has not been settled, and I beg the emperor to allow the last general to go to war."

Even Wei Kun didn't know the family feud between Jiang Song and Fu Rong, and for a moment he just thought that he was eager to do meritorious deeds, and his heart was lost, and his heart ached with anger.

Jiang Song, however, was like a sinking bell, unable to move while kneeling.

Fu Qiu had no choice but to retreat from the imperial court first, and then hurriedly summoned Yuan Guangping and Fang Jingrong to discuss matters in the Chengyuan Hall. Before noon, under the imperial decree, Jiang Song led [-] troops to negotiate peace with Fu Rong.

First, Fu Rong was ordered to surrender, second, he was demoted as a commoner and could no longer enter the court, and his family no longer enjoyed the royal grace, and third, Southern Chu was included in the Great Chu, in order to sue the ancestors of the Great Chu who founded the dynasty.

"These three things, Mr. Fu Rong must not allow one of them." Fang Jingrong shook his head at Yuan Guangping as soon as he came out of the Chengyuan Hall.

The three conditions were drawn up by Yuan Guangping, and without further ado, Fu Qiu asked him to draw up an imperial decree and asked Jiang Song to bring it to Fu Rong.The Prime Minister on the right narrowed his eyes slightly, his right hand was a little disobedient and trembled a little at any time.

"I just can't let him agree." Yuan Guangping said.

"What does the right minister mean?" Fang Jingrong suddenly realized, and then shook his head and sighed: "This battle is imminent, why does the emperor still make such a move, forcing Fu Rong to send his troops to the north? It doesn't matter whether Fu Rong strikes first, or we declare war first, it is reasonable." , it’s all due to the emperor.”

Yuan Guangping squinted his eyes, dazzled by the daylight.

"Old man, when things settle down, I want to return to the pastoral landscape." Yuan Guangping answered irrelevantly.

Fang Jingrong hastily grabbed him, bowed his hands together, "My right minister gives me some pointers, don't rush away... this is..."

"What are uncles and nephews?" Yuan Guangping said only four words, pulled back his sleeves, and got into the sedan chair.

Fu Qiu still had the last sliver of delusion, wanting to persuade Fu Rong to be a common man and ignore rebellion.

After Fang Jingrong figured this out, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, "The emperor is still too young..."

A eunuch rushed over from behind and shouted loudly, "Lord Fang, stay here!"

The eunuch bent down to pant, with the fly whisk in his arms, coughed twice and said, "It won't take much effort for the empress to ask the lord to come over and have a talk."

Fang Jingrong entered the imperial court as an official, cautiously, followed the eunuchs into the inner palace, and hurriedly asked: "Your Majesty, have you ever reported to the emperor when you saw me?"

The eunuch smiled: "Your Majesty Fang, you don't need to worry too much. Your Majesty is now pregnant with a dragon descendant, and the emperor loves you in everything. Besides, your Majesty is now in the prime minister's harem. She misses her relatives, and there are also imperial edicts to see her."

Fang Jingrong felt a little more at ease, but he didn't know that Fang Shuwan's move, no one really knew about it, and in order to meet Fang Jingrong inside, the steward led a group of Fengqi Palace palace people to the Imperial Garden and Tianrui Terrace to clean up, leaving only a few confidantes In the courtyard.