High energy eunuch

After Wei Kun's death, the post of marshal of the soldiers and horses was abolished, and the soldiers and horses under his command were divided into three leaders.Old General Chu said that he was sick and would not go to the court, and the courtiers were in danger for a while. It was rumored in the streets and alleys of central Beijing that the emperor had secretly raised a group of dead soldiers, and secretly cut off the heads of those who wanted to be disobedient.

It had been five days since Dongzi had been called on duty, and Fu Qiu was still angry. At this moment, the tea was cold, and he didn't want to call anyone in.In front of me, there is a mountain of papers on the dragon case, sent from all over the country, and the students in important positions who impeached Yuan Guangping.

The tide of the Fang family has risen, and many children with the Fang surname in the family have been sent to the capital, hoping to seek official positions.Even Fang Jingrong asked someone to collect a book of anecdotes, and some people offered to reward him.

Fu Qiu threw the booklet on the table with a snap, fell on his back on the mat, rolled over and over twice.

He wanted to see Dongzi, but he couldn't hold back that face, and he didn't know if the injury was healed.Thinking of disobeying the injury he received by hastily assassinating Wei Kun, Fu Qiu didn't want to talk to him anymore.

After coming out of Chengyuan Hall, it was already three o'clock, Fu Qiu passed by Dongzi's private courtyard, but couldn't enter the door five times.

He walked over, then backed away, and stood at the door, looking through the crack to see what Dongzi was doing.

"..." Dongzi stood behind the emperor with a blank expression. His little emperor was holding the crack of the door with both hands, one eye stuck to it, and his feet were still lightly padded, constantly changing the angle.

Fu Qiu saw that his neck was sore, and when he turned his head, he was so frightened that he screamed.

"..." Dongzi hooked his hand indifferently.

Fu Qiu twisted twice, and muttered: "Who allowed you to hold my hand... I haven't made up with you yet."

As soon as the words fell, Dongzi carried Fu Qiu on his shoulders. The emperor swung his legs and entered the room. Dongzi hugged him, kicked back the door gently.

"Hmm..." Fu Qiu clasped Dongzi's shoulders tightly with both hands, and was breathless from being kissed. Dongzi's beard was prickly, Fu Qiu scratched his shoulders, and touched the back of Dongzi's slender neck. Hou pulled off the collar in a hurry, and his legs were already lifted.

With tears in the corners of Fu Qiu's eyes, he hugged Dongzi's shoulders tightly. His body had no center of gravity. He was afraid that he would slide down, but eventually he slipped down. For a moment, he was so comfortable that he couldn't hold back his tears, and Dongzi was like a wild beast. He was still neatly dressed, with a straight face, and pushed Fu Qiu hard.

"No... I... haven't said I'll forgive you..." Fu Qiu struggled and tried to climb up, but his waist was hanging in the air, and he could only rely on Dongzi.

"I miss you." Dongzi pressed against his ear and said in a deep voice, "I can't control myself."

Dongzi kissed him fiercely, no matter what Fu Qiu said, he would not let go, he pressed his wrist on the bed, and there was a banging sound in the room.The yellow cat squatted on the window, stared impatiently at the room, and jumped out of the window helplessly.

Fu Qiu lay down in a daze, unconsciously stroking Dongzi's growing beard, and said in a hoarse voice: "If you don't shave, no one in the harem will know that you are a fake eunuch."

Dongzi grabbed his hand, held it in the palm of his hand and pressed it against his heart. He didn't care much, so he didn't say anything.

"I said..." Fu Qiu leaned his head against Dongzi's freshly washed shoulder, and sniffled. He gnawed a couple of bites, happily hugged his arm, and said to himself, never to quarrel with him again. Got angry.To get angry with the most important people around me for things that have little to do with me, isn't it a hard-earned disappointment.

Dongzi turned sideways, pressed Fu Qiu down, let him pillow on his arm, pulled the quilt to wipe off the greasy sweat on Fu Qiu's chest, Dongzi took a cold bath, afraid that Fu Qiu's body would catch the cold , did not let him wash.

"Well, say." Dongzi kissed Fu Qiu's lips.

"Let me see your injury."

Dongzi said, "No injury."

"to be frank."

"...a little injury, it's all right now." Dongzi turned over helplessly and lay down on his stomach. Fu Qiu was always restless, so he lit a candle and came over to see the scars on his waist and abdomen.

"It's all internal injuries, which can be relieved by taking medicine and practicing kung fu, these..." Dongzi took Fu Qiu's hand and stroked his strong abdomen, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't hurt very much."

When Fu Qiu saw his back criss-crossed with scars, he felt distressed, new and old wounds, this back had covered too much for himself.

Fu Qiu passionately kissed the scar on Dongzi's back, only to feel that his posture was weird, so he grabbed Fu Qiu's hand with his backhand and pulled him into his arms, not letting Fu Qiu move around, and said in a deep voice: "I don't want to be tired you."

"..." Fu Qiu lay down again, and kept looking at Dongzi with his eyes open. Dongzi was extremely tired and had already fallen asleep.He touched every inch of this person, and there was an unspeakable intimacy in his heart, unreserved, tight-fitting intimacy, as if this person was an inseparable part of himself.

So on the next day, Fu Qiu began to work hard, reforming the official system in a big way, and almost finished dealing with state affairs by the time of dinner. After doing this for three or four days, Fu Qiu went to Dongzi when it was almost time to pick a son.

Concubine Shu's fake belly became rounder and rounder, and when it was snowing, a banquet was held in the palace to welcome the first snow.Concubine Shu suddenly sat back holding her stomach when she got up.

Concubine Shu gave birth to a little prince that night. Due to the premature birth, there was no wind, so only the midwife and the imperial physician were left to take care of her. No one else was allowed to visit the palace. Even the queen was stopped by the guards when she came to visit.

"Empress, please come back."

The queen signaled the maid beside her to bring out the silver.

Xiong Mu looked at the ten taels of silver ingot, took a bite, and put it in the money bag.

Fang Shuwan stepped forward to enter, but was blocked by Xiong Mu's knife.

"You..." Fang Shuwan waved her hand to stop the angrily court lady from rebutting. She pulled off the golden step on her head, and there was a thumb-sized red treasure embedded in Phoenix's mouth.

Xiong Mu accepted with a smile again.

"Let's go." Fang Shuwan felt relieved, but was stopped by Xiong Mu again.

"The subordinate's mission is not to let anyone in, but no one said that it is not allowed to accept money."

"Collect people's money and eliminate disasters from people, don't you understand?"

Xiong Mu laughed, "I don't really understand, I only know that the lady at home must be happy to see Jin Buyao."

"..." Fang Shuwan was afraid of the unsheathed steel knife, so he walked away.

Empress Dowager Song Qingrong and the son of the former Eighth Prince Fu Rong were sent into the palace overnight. She was lazy to look at the palace road outside, and the star lights scattered on the ground. In a trance, it was like she was wearing a hairpin with only hairpins and no phoenix. , was sent to the gate of the palace by a carriage, and stood with many beautiful women.

They will all be concubines, or even queens, of the most honorable person in the world in the future.

"Madam please get out of the car."

Song Qingrong got out of the car, and someone came to pick up her son. The child who was less than one year old was sound asleep, and was taken away without a sound.Song Qingrong is very open-minded, she knows that the one who will welcome this child in the future will be Dachu Wanli Rivers and Mountains.

In the inner palace.

At this time, the fragrance of plum blossoms is all over the garden, and the branches of red plums stick out of the wall.A bright moon hangs in the sky, and the bright moon shines on Fu Qiu, who looks very similar to her.

"Mother." Fu Qiu said.

Song Qingrong smiled, sat face to face with him, and asked someone to pour wine.

The mother and son talked a lot about how to frame Fu Qiu's concubines and princes, and how to push the male favorite who interfered with the crown prince down the rockery.Song Qingrong didn't have many wrinkles on her face, but she had two or three white hairs, combing from her ears to the back of her head.

"I'll pull it out for my mother."

When the white hair was peeled off, Song Qingrong's shoulders trembled slightly, and she held the white hair tightly, and she said: "Mother is old, she can't move anymore." She turned around, loosened her hand, and the white hair disappeared gone.

"You've grown up too. Mother doesn't care about you anymore." Song Qingrong said lightly.

"I can live a normal life and stay with the one I love until I grow old. This time, my wish is fulfilled. What's your mother's plan next?"

Song Qingrong thought for a while, and said with a smile: "I want to leave the capital and where to go, but I can't tell you."

Knowing this, Fu Qiu raised his wine glass, thinking that he might never see each other again in this life, his eye circles were a little red, he touched Song Qingrong's glass, and he drank it down in one gulp.

After talking with Song Qingrong that night, Dongzi asked him: "Farewell to the Queen Mother?"

"No, I didn't tell her I was leaving." Fu Qiu was so drunk that the corners of his eyes were red, he hugged Dongzi's neck tightly, and rubbed into his arms, "I was afraid that she would stop me, but I didn't tell anyone." Fu Qiu laughed, grabbed Dong Zi's collar, and pressed his lips against his straight neck.

On the night of leaving Beijing, it was snowing heavily.Fu Qiu was sitting in the carriage, holding the hand stove and still feeling cold, but as soon as he left the palace gate, an uncontrollable excitement swept over his heart. He leaned on the window and lifted the curtain to look back. The door got further and further away from him.

Dongzi took the emperor away from the capital with the emperor's hand letter, and followed the narrow path to the southwest, planning to turn southwest first. When he left the capital thousands of miles away, he would slow down and watch the mountains and waters all the way, and play for half a year.

When Fu Qiu woke up, the carriage had stopped, it was pitch black outside, and the snow had stopped.A fire was burning in the field, and Dongzi was squatting to add firewood.

"How far have you run?" Fu Qiu jumped out of the car and went over with the stove in his arms. Dongzi put two pieces of red-hot coals into his stove.

"Not far."

Fu Qiu squatted down, and the two kissed under the light of the fire. The light of the fire was so red that Fu Qiu's face could not be seen.

"How long do we rest?"

"Cook something to eat, and leave after eating." Dongzi said casually, he didn't seem to take this escape seriously, the yellow cat jumped out of the carriage, and huddled under Fu Qiu's robe.

The shredded jerky is soft-boiled in the boiling porridge, giving off fragrance, with a little salt.Fu Qiu was also hungry, and his stomach grumbled.

Dongzi looked at him and smiled.

"Smile, don't laugh." Fu Qiu had a stern face, and after a while he laughed too.

The two ate their porridge quietly, and Dongzi shared the last half of the bowl with the cat.When we were on the road, the sky was already a little dark, and Fu Qiu fell asleep as soon as he got in the car, and he agreed to drive the car with Dongzi, but it was not until the third morning that Dongzi couldn't hold it anymore and said he would go in and sleep for a while.

Fu Qiu tried his best to keep the carriage balanced, but he almost rushed into the gutter a few times. When he looked inward, Dongzi was fast asleep with his arms folded. He thought he was too tired, and Fu Qiu felt a little distressed.Turn the horse's head, slow down, and drive the car as smoothly as possible.

In this way, I drove for six days and arrived in Qingzhou.

The business of Qiuyun Building is booming, and there are a few beautifully dressed women leaning on the door to attract customers.

"Do you want to be a guest officer, or stay in a hotel?" Fu Qiu sneezed violently due to the smell of powder from the woman's handkerchief.

"Stay at the hotel."

"How long do you stay? If you stay for a long time, there will be some special events in our building." The woman moved closer to Fu Qiu.

Stretching out an arm horizontally, he hooked Fu Qiu into his arms, and the two handsome men embraced like this. Dongzi blatantly kissed Fu Qiu on the mouth, and asked the woman, "What activity?"

"..."

As for the evening, Fu Qiu enjoyed a set of all-round massage in the restaurant he owns, and his voice was ecstasy, which made all the guests in the store exclaim that the special service of Qiu Yunlou must be very good, and they all called Xiao Er to come in and order .

After Fu Qiu cried out in pain, with tears in the corners of his eyes, he begged for mercy, "No more."

Dongzi glanced at him, wiped his hands on the handkerchief on his knees, stood up, and asked Fu Qiu to put his feet in the basin, and let him wash his feet.

After traveling for many days, Fu Qiu had many blisters on his feet, and the soles of his feet were very painful. Dongzi massaged the soles of his feet vigorously, and immediately threw away his helmet and armor.At this time, Fu Qiu's face was flushed, his anger was like a silk, and he lay on the bed and didn't want to move.He felt that someone was washing his feet, and in a daze, undressed him, adjusted the quilt, and covered his feet.The man fell asleep, put an arm around him, and fell asleep too.

In the dark, Fu Qiu still felt unreal, they hadn't settled down yet, like duckweeds floating in the water without roots.

But cuddling each other gave Fu Qiu some confidence.

"Dongzi."

"Ah."

"Where are we going to settle?"

"where do you want to go?"

"Shall we go wherever I want to go?"

"Well, what the wife says counts."

The back of Fu Qiu's ears turned red, and he leaned into Dongzi's ear to speak. Dongzi nodded, "Yes." He hugged him and said, "Sleep."