High energy eunuch

Fu Qiu's army marched southward in a mighty way, and half a month later, he joined forces with Jiang Song on the southern front.

It was the rainy season, and a dozen soldiers stepped into the main tent of the Chinese army stepping on the mud.

"Your Majesty's expectation is good. Fu Rong didn't agree to any of the three conditions." Jiang Song smiled half-smile, took a sip of tea, and looked shrewdly, sweeping the ground.

"That fellow Fu Rong hangs up his exemption card. He thinks he is afraid of the emperor's power. Why don't we go all out and let our 50 troops drive over, and the crowd will kill them!" Chu Weiliang, the grandson of old general Chu, is actually talking about the war on paper. generation.In addition, he is the eldest grandson of the family, and he has been raised with a fat head and big ears. At first glance, he looks like a fat person.

The generals below will quarrel.

Sometimes it's okay, sometimes it's not.For a while, there is nothing to be afraid of when we have a large number of people, but for a while, we refute, is fighting with a large number of people? !Is it still too little to win more battles with less?

Fu Qiu sat on top of it, resting his chin in one hand, lost interest, and his mind was long gone.

At this time, there was a sound of golden armor criss-crossing outside the tent, someone opened the tent and entered, and the soldiers immediately served tea.

Dongzi took a sip, and the rain dripped from the black armor. His eyes were so sharp that everyone dared not speak.

Only Chu Weiliang was paralyzed on the table, he was too fat to stand upright, so he simply got up and said: "The emperor ordered you to discuss the matter at the first moment, General Yuan is in such a big battle, the people in the inner court, could it be that they took out the posture of being in charge of the ministers?" The soldiers under your hand, just don't hold orchids and whisper softly at your fingertips..."

Before he could finish speaking, a sleeve arrow shot through the air, Chu Weiliang just stopped, the tip of the sleeve arrow flew away, nailing the red tassel on his helmet to the wooden frame behind him.

Chu Weiliang was like a fat pig that couldn't stand still, writhing around and struggling to break free.

"Yuan Xinpei! Grandpa fought with you!!" Chu Weiliang struggled forward, put his hand on the sword at his waist, and the sleeve arrow fixed his helmet tightly, and he rushed forward with all his strength.

Suddenly, a fat pig fell on the desk, and the sand table of the teacup map fell to the ground.The ink inkstone fell over, Chu Weiliang lifted a black face of Sai Baogong, wiped it with his hand, before he could speak.

Yuan Xinpei knelt forward and said, "The enemy's food and grass are stacked in eight directions. Before it rains, they will get two places."

"Mother's flamboyance! Surprise the snake! What kind of shit are you doing!" Chu Weiliang yelled.

Fu Qiu glanced at it, and ordered the servants to gag Chu Weiliang and drag it down first.

For a while, several generals who had good relations with the Chu family all covered their faces and said nothing, saying that they should tell Mr. Chu not to send this pig out to be ashamed, but there is indeed no one in the Chu family to send.This Chu Weiliang was eating a diet meal recently, and the old grandmother of the Chu family sent a little cook to follow him, and the cook also suffered, being chased by a fat pig all day long to eat...

"Have you seen Fu Rong?" Jiang Song asked Yuan Xinpei.

"No, I only brought a dozen people with me, and my actions were secret. After I withdrew, there were a small number of pursuers, but I didn't see Fu Rong come out." Yuan Xinpei returned and sat down next to Fu Qiu.

Half an hour later, all the soldiers stepped out, and Fu Qiu left Jiang Song and Yuan Xinpei alone to discuss when to send troops.

"Fu Rong hangs up the card of avoiding war, obviously because he doesn't want to be an enemy of the emperor, and the peace talks may not be hopeless." Jiang Song touched the top of his thumb with his index finger, and said: "The general thinks that the emperor's intention is definitely uncle and nephew Gu Nian. A love affair."

Fu Qiu remained silent, looking at Yuan Xinpei.

"Post the battle post, order Fu Rong to send envoys within one day, otherwise cross the river and attack the city."

Fu Qiu thought about it for a while, pulled up his sleeves and grabbed the pen to write it, and ordered someone to send it.

That night, the rain became heavier and heavier, as if thousands of thunderbolts rolled over the roof of the tent.

There was a tallow candle burning in the tent, Fu Qiu bent one leg, saw Dongzi spreading the quilt, and said with a smile: "Do you still want to sleep soundly tonight?"

The battle and peace with Fu Rong are all tonight. After Haishi, Fu Qiu is still full of energy and has no sleepiness.

"Come here." Fu Qiu put down the military newspaper and waved to Dongzi.

Dongzi knelt down in front of him, stared at him, touched his forehead, and they hooked their necks together and kissed.

"Sleep." Dongzi said.

"Not too sleepy." Fu Qiu glanced at the military newspaper.

"Marching and fighting is not a day's work, and you will be strong if you sleep enough." He couldn't help but carry Fu Qiu to the bed, took off his boots and robes, then turned off the lights, and fell asleep with one arm on him.

Fu Qiu was about to say something, when he heard Dong Zi's heavy and even breathing, and he was so tired that he fell asleep.

Before dawn, a report came from outside the account——

"The enemy army is here, please see the Holy Majesty!"

Fu Qiu was in a daze of sleep, so he slapped Dongzi's face with a wave of his hand, and said, "Wait, we'll talk at dawn!"

A flamboyant woman outside the tent spoke and said with a sneer, "My son is here for your mother, dare you not pick me up?"

Fu Qiu immediately lost sleepiness and rolled off the bed, Dongzi hurriedly grabbed him.

Straightening the collar for Fu Qiu, the Empress Dowager Song, who was wearing a heavy black fur cloak wrapped with gold thread, opened the tent door, came all the way with a sneer, and stood in a square inch, accompanied by eight guards, one of whom held the lamp.

Jiang Song shouted outside the tent——

"The last general didn't dare to stop the Holy Majesty's old lady, damn it, damn it."

The Empress Dowager Song yelled: "Where is the old lady in the Ai family?! Goug out the eyeballs of the dog legs!"

"..."

Yuan Xinpei grabbed the epee at this moment, with a murderous aura, the eight guards in the tent were all controlled by that force, they did not dare to move for a while, they pressed their swords one after another, their foreheads broke out in cold sweat.

"Heh, Mr. Yuan has a lot of skills. The country is not good enough, but there are monsters. Three generations of the Yuan family are loyal, and a slave is born. Why? If you have the ability, you will cut down the Ai family with a sword. Take the head of the Ai family and fulfill you How are you two?" The Empress Dowager Song raised her head, her cloak lined her neck with snow-white, which was very glaring.

"The queen mother must take care of the phoenix's body." A guard knelt down and begged.

The Empress Dowager Song beat her chest and stomped her feet. She didn't look at Fu Qiu, and scolded the guard: "I gave birth to a disobedient and unfilial thing, humiliated the Fu family, and even murdered my mother and younger brother. What a lifetime of evil the Ai family has committed!"

The eight guards kowtowed in unison, and there was a muffled bang.

Fu Qiu touched his ears, and stared at his mother's stomach with a complicated expression.

"Mother, my son just wants to ask a question."

The Empress Dowager Song's almond-shaped eyes were wide open, her eye sockets were red, she touched her belly, and said aggrievedly: "The emperor is trying to force the empress mother."

Yuan Xinpei pulled Fu Qiu behind her, and the Empress Dowager cried again: "What can you do to the emperor with a weak girl from the Ai family? What's more, she is the son of the Ai family!"

"Will you let me ask you!" Fu Qiu howled angrily.

"Ask!" Empress Dowager Song stared.

"Is the younger brother mentioned by the queen mother the child of the eighth uncle?"

The Empress Dowager Song turned pale, bit her lips, and said in a hateful voice, "It's the Empress Mother's child!"

"..."

"It's the brother of your mother!"

"..."

"If the emperor kills him, he will disregard human relations and make the world laugh at him!"

Fu Qiu took half a step back, took a deep breath, and only heard the Empress Dowager Song say again: "If the emperor has the ability, he will make the Ai family's pregnancy known to the public, and the royal family will be ashamed. What good is it for the emperor?!"

Fu Qiu opened his mouth, shook his head and sighed: "Then how can the queen mother tell the world that you gave birth to a younger brother? Could it be that the Buddha gave birth to him in a dream?"

The Empress Dowager Song sat down on the ground and burst into tears. After a while, she couldn't help retching.

The guards all kowtowed on the ground.

The Empress Dowager Song cast her resentful eyes on her son, and said with a sob: "The best years of the queen mother were given to your father, and the most sufficient maternal love was given to you, and she worked hard for the Fu family. When the mother entered the palace, she was only 13 years old. 26 years old It's over, how does the queen mother treat you?"

Fu Qiu rolled up his sleeves, lowered his eyes and said, "When my father was here, I never made my mother feel wronged. Since I ascended the throne, I have served my knees, and I have never neglected my mother. Now this matter is fine for me, but for my father , is a great disgrace."

The Empress Dowager Song was said to be the center of the matter, her face was pale for a moment, her makeup was messed up from crying, she wiped her tears and sobbed: "When Aijia found out, he had already taken shape, Aijia was really soft-hearted... When the emperor was in the mother's belly, he also Like this. How can a mother be so determined to take it away!"

"That shouldn't be trifling with our ancestors." Fu Qiu sighed.

The Empress Dowager Song glanced at her son with red eyes, and suddenly put her hands on the ground, facing Fu Qiu, and straightened her body.

At this time, Fu Qiu also knelt down, and Yuan Xinpei had no choice but to kneel down at that moment.

"How long will the emperor and the queen mother talk? It's almost dawn! Let's have a meal together——" Jiang Song's voice came from outside the tent.

Both Fu Qiu mother and son knelt, the Empress Dowager Song kowtowed violently, and Fu Qiu put his hand on her forehead.

The Empress Dowager's tears fell on his palm.

Fu Qiu felt his palms were hot, and the Empress Dowager Song raised her head, her eyes were full of pleading, but there was no trace of regret.Fu Qiu sighed in his heart, his mother really fell in love with his eighth uncle.

Fu Qiu supported the Empress Dowager Song to get up, and wiped the tears for the Empress Dowager. The Empress Dowager Song's expression softened slightly: "Your Majesty, is this forgiving your brother?"

"I'm not the kind of tyrant who kills my mother and brother." Fu Qiu sighed, and patted the back of the Empress Dowager Song's hand: "The empress mother blamed me."

The Empress Dowager Song pursed her lips and spat with tears in her eyes: "Just now I scared the Empress so much that she thought she was really dead." She turned her head and scolded Yuan Xinpei, "Mr. Yuan hasn't put away the knife yet? Didn't you hear what your master said? Do you really want to scare the Ai family so seriously?"

"The eighth uncle asked mother to talk about peace afterwards, did he mention any conditions?" Fu Qiu asked.

Empress Dowager Song rolled her eyes very shrewdly, stroked the back of her son's hand, and said in a low voice: "Give him a reward for Nan Chu, who is no longer in Da Chu."

"Will you be a minister and pay tribute?" Fu Qiu asked again.

The Empress Dowager Song gave him a white look, and said, "Your majesty is so rich that even Nan Chu's palm is as big as a palm, so he is reluctant to give it to your brother?"

Fu Qiu smiled and understood.

"Ba Shu still wants to establish his own imperial court in Southern Chu and divide the north and south from Great Chu, right?"

The Empress Dowager Song nodded quickly, "This method is feasible. After all, Nanchu has been separated for a long time. Since the emperor ascended the throne, your eighth uncle has worked hard for the emperor. Xiahuazhai Liangtian, you miss your mother, so you can come anytime, just like entering and leaving your own inner courtyard, isn't it beautiful?"

Fu Qiu smiled and nodded: "Excellent."

The Empress Dowager Song touched Fu Qiu's face, she bent her eyebrows and let go, "The emperor has this kind of eyebrow, very much like Aijia. The queen mother would never see you frowning."

Fu Qiu stared at the Empress Dowager Song seriously, and said in a low voice: "I can't see the Queen Mother frowning, let alone hear people insulting the Queen Mother."

The first half of the sentence is acceptable, but the second half made the Empress Dowager Song confused and has not recovered yet.

Fu Qiu glanced at Yuan Xinpei.

There was a roar from inside the tent, Jiang Song pulled out his ears, glanced back, and shouted: "Boys, rush in and take down the woman pretending to be an envoy!"

A group of soldiers rushed in and got into a ball with the eight guards brought by the Empress Dowager Song.Yuan Xinpei was so close that he had already grabbed Empress Dowager Song by the neck, with one hand on the shoulder.

Empress Dowager Song opened her mouth wide to scream.

A regiment of military newspapers was crumpled and stuffed in her mouth, the greasy and bitter taste of ink filled her lips and teeth.

The Empress Dowager Song glared at Fu Qiu angrily: what an unfilial son who killed his mother and brother!The right to be an old lady has never been born!

Fu Qiu's eyes wandered, and the long knife cut a hole in the leather curtain, and he got out with his head.Yuan Xinpei escorted the Empress Dowager Song and followed closely behind, wrapped the cloak around the Empress Dowager Song, carried it on her shoulders, and covered the Empress Dowager's face with the hood.

Jiang Song greeted him with a smile and cupped his fists: "I have prepared a luxurious house for the Queen Mother, it is just fifty miles away in the town, or will I send it to you at the end?"

Fu Qiu shook his head, got on the horse, supported the Empress Dowager Song, and made her sit in front of the horse.

Yuan Xinpei got on the other horse, and the two horses went side by side, and then flew away in the dust.

Jiang Song twirled the inside of the ear with his little finger, took out a fingernail covered with yellow sand, and lazily said: "Chop it up, the ground will be stained with blood, cover it with sand. Clean up the place where the emperor sleeps."

Another soldier was called, "Take the tent, mend the tent!"

The soldier nodded hurriedly.