High energy eunuch

After half an hour, Jiang Song finally digested the news that Yuan Xinpei was not dead.

"Where's your son?" Dongzi asked.

"Take me to sleep." Jiang Song remembered something, got up and cupped his hands and said to Dongzi: "I'm sorry."

Dongzi walked around the room, Jiang Song's mansion was very luxuriously decorated, he made a great contribution to eradicating Wei Kun, and now he is serving as Minister of the Ministry of War, the Generalissimo of the soldiers and horses is gone, he is the chief dispatcher of the soldiers and horses of Dachu.

Jiang Song walked in while pulling up his belt, and ordered people to prepare food and drinks, so that he and Dongzi would not get drunk or return.

After drinking for three rounds, Jiang Song smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked at Dongzi all over with lazy eyes, and asked in a drawn-out tone: "Why did you come back this time? Kill all the people the late emperor told you to kill. I have nothing to do, why don't I go to spend some leisure time? If I hadn't been tripped by this official position, I would have gone back to farm and dig sweet potatoes." Jiang Song shook his head and sighed seemingly casually: "It's a pity that the emperor was tied up in the On the dragon chair, I finally ran out and was caught by Xue Yuanshu again. Have you gone back to Beijing to see His Majesty?"

Dongzi didn't answer the question, and looked at the door carelessly: "Are you planning to resign?"

Jiang Song was stunned for a moment, thinking that Dongzi must not have arrived when he was urinating, but must have already been hiding in the dark and did not hide it from him.

"I think so, the little emperor won't allow my paper, and my brother is also very worried." Jiang Song tilted his head, stared at Dongzi's expression from bottom to top, seeing that he was unmoved, and suggested: "Why don't you go?" Help me? Your Majesty listens to you the most. I don’t know if this is still the case today. It is said throughout the court that Your Majesty has forgotten you. The imperial doctor who showed the emperor’s pulse said that His Majesty broke his brain on the way back and was shocked again. Dudu forgot about you, you said it was funny or not."

Dongzi pursed his lips, picked up the jug, and poured himself a glass.

"Don't resign first."

"Why?" Jiang Songben narrowed his small eyes into a line.

"The court needs you."

Jiang Song laughed loudly, slapped the table with his palms, and flipped the cups and cups.

"Who does the imperial court belong to me? I am not you. Only the imperial court owes me, and there is nothing I owe to the late emperor. To this day, many things I have done have long been beyond my wishes. I have already made great contributions to the country. I I owe no one."

Dongzi looked at Jiang Song quietly for a while, Jiang Song was a little drunk, and the skin on the cheekbones was dark and rosy.A person at the door came to report: "The young master can't sleep, he is clamoring for his mother."

Jiang Song sighed with a headache.

"Go ask Qing Niang to watch."

The man backed out the door.

"You want to live a life in the mountains and rivers, have you asked your son? He has suffered so much for so many years, so he may not be willing." Dongzi tore off a chicken leg, let Jiang Song smell it, and then put it in his mouth.

"If you resign and return to your hometown, where will you go? The wind and sand in the north are harsh, and you are going to raise him into a black boy with rough skin and thick flesh, just like you?" Dongzi took a sip of his wine.

With a dark face, Jiang Song snorted coldly: "My son, who doesn't look like me?"

"You want to go, I picked up your resignation note." Dongzi flung out Feng Zoushu from his sleeve, Jiang Song took a look, and immediately couldn't laugh or cry, just thinking about it, he knew that Dongzi and Fu Qiu would definitely meet again Yes, after recounting the old relationship, even the dragon case was overturned by him.

"If you still want to resign, you can hand it in tomorrow morning. But before that, take a good look at your son." Dongzi paused, "As a father, you are no longer alone. It's all false. Before going up to court, go and see your son."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dongzi lifted the last half of the jug of wine and drank it up from the spout, walked into the room swaggeringly, and left on the moon.

The moonlight shone into the side hall of Zhaochun Palace. Not long after Fu Qiu rested, Dongzi climbed onto the bed and stretched out his arms. Fu Qiu lifted his head and put it on his arm, and he hugged himself from behind, unable to open his arms Eyes, the voice asked vaguely: "Where did you go?"

"I went to Jiang Song, he wants to resign."

"I saw the book, maybe. Do you think I should let him go back to farm?"

"Who in the court can replace the position of Minister of the Ministry of War?"

Fu Qiu sighed, shook his head, and said with a battered face: "The imperial examinations have been held, and the martial arts examinations have not yet been held. Except for Jiang Song and you, the Chu family is useless. There are also two veterans of the late emperor at that time. It’s not high, because the first emperor didn’t have to reuse it. Fortunately, all internal and external troubles have been eliminated now, except to guard against Eighth Uncle’s usurping power. Eighth Uncle’s son is now the crown prince, so he has no reason to usurp power.” Fu Qiu suddenly remembered something, opened his eyes, Stirring in Dongzi's arms, he turned over to face him, and asked, "Who will order the secret guard's soldiers?"

"In the past, I dispatched. When we ran away, Xue Yuanshu came to chase with his own soldiers. However, Xiong Mu pretended to be you. After I found out, he said that the late emperor had orders..." Dongzi's eyes moved, and he hesitated for a moment Fang put his palm on Fu Qiu's back, hesitantly said: "After the matter is settled, I will take my life."

Fu Qiu's body trembled, his expression a little disbelieving.

"The Bawang River also mentioned this matter last time, but Xiong Mu said that the first emperor should not only give the Eight Kings an order to kill me, but also give the same order to Xue Yuanshu. Xue Yuanshu was poisoned, and his life was in the eighth In the hands of the king, he sent Xiong Mu to kill me, knowing that he couldn't kill me, but he wanted to let me go on purpose." Sensing that Fu Qiu was trembling all over, knowing that he was worried, Dongzi kissed his ear, and comforted him in a low voice: "When I come back this time, I won't leave."

"It's too dangerous for you to stay in the capital." Fu Qiu hugged his waist and rested his head on his chest muscles.

Dongzi pressed Fu Qiu's head and said, "Sleep."

In the evening of the next day, Fu Qiu ordered people to go to Xuan Yushi Zhang Zhaoyun to enter Chengyuan Hall to discuss matters.

When Dongzi came, Fu Qiu had already changed into his night clothes, and with a flick of his sleeves, he asked Dongzi to go over and fasten the straps for his sleeves, and asked, "How is it?"

Dongzi frowned and asked, "What is this for?"

Fu Qiu picked up a lacquer plate on the table, and there was another night suit on the plate. He pushed and pushed Dongzi to untie his official robe: "Hurry up and change."

Dongzi looked puzzled, after changing into night clothes, both of them were dressed in black with a black belt, which made Fu Qiu's face paler and Dongzi's face a little red.

"You can say what your Majesty wants to do." Dongzi said helplessly.

"I figured it out, Xue Yuanshu is the only one who has a chance of taking your life. As long as we find his weakness, we can deal with him. Persuade him not to kill you, and naturally no one can take your life." Fu Qiu thought After taking Xue Yuanshu down, according to Fu Rong's subordinates, no one is Dongzi's opponent, so he can rest easy from now on.

Dongzi disagreed: "His life is in the hands of the Eight Kings, and it is difficult for a strong man to exchange his life for his life."

Fu Qiu had already ordered people to prepare the carriages and horses, and when he saw that Dongzi had changed, he dragged him out of the palace.Dongzi had always traveled alone, and this was the first time he was going to be an eavesdropper and took a carriage with him.

Fu Qiu felt a strange sense of excitement, couldn't stay in the carriage, and looked outside from time to time.

The carriage jolted suddenly, and Dongzi grabbed Fu Qiu who was carrying him to the ground, and made him lean in his arms.

"After entering Xue's mansion, everything will be done according to my orders. If Your Majesty has any opinions, discuss them after you come out. Don't look around, and don't talk." Dongzi carefully told Fu Qiu to follow him.

It was not the first time for Xue Yuanshu to come back here. He was familiar with the road and led Fu Qiu into the backyard. He identified Xue Yuanshu's bedroom, but saw a faint light on the window paper, and put his eyes on the window to take a peek, but no one was there.

At this time, people in the yard heard voices, Dongzi pushed Fu Qiu into the room, looked around, pushed Fu Qiu into the closet, rolled into the closet, closed the closet door, and put all the corners of the clothes into the closet inside.

Fu Qiu put his eyes on the gap in front of him where the dim light penetrated, and Dong Zi did the same. The two sat opposite each other, but they both had long hands and long legs, which felt quite crowded.

"Legs open."

Dongzi grabbed Fu Qiu's ankles and wrapped them around his waist. The two got closer to make the space not so narrow.

"Xue Yuanshu..." Fu Qiu reminded in a low voice.

Dongzi hissed quietly.

Fu Qiu immediately shut up.

I saw Xue Yuanshu walking to the bed, took off his outer robe, and put on an exquisitely embroidered robe inside.He supported his head and waved his hand at the butler, who took two steps back, Xue Yuanshu suddenly said again: "Stop."

The housekeeper just stopped.

Xue Yuanshu said: "Bringing him in is a blessing, not a curse, and it's a disaster that cannot be avoided."

Within a quarter of an hour after the housekeeper left, Xue Yuanshu leaned his head on the table, closed his eyes tightly, and kept rubbing his fingers together, showing his nervousness.

As soon as there was a slight movement outside the house, Xue Yuanshu's ears moved, and he stood up almost at the same time.

Fu Qiu held Dongzi's hand, grasped it tightly, and motioned him to look.

A man with a sack on his head and his body tightly tied with hemp rope was escorted into the house by two men who looked like soldiers, and they knelt down to greet Xue Yuanshu.

Xue Yuanshu ordered them to retreat.

The man was sitting on the chair, his hands and feet were tied, his head was dangling under the cloth bag, as if he was vigilantly paying attention to the movement in the house.

Xue Yuanshu just stood there, motionless, the man whose face was covered by a cloth bag couldn't see Xue Yuanshu, but Dongzi and Fu Qiu could see him clearly, Xue Yuanshu stretched out his hand twice or three times, but withdrew his hand again.

The man on the chair swallowed hard, and made a faint whining sound, presumably his mouth was blocked and he couldn't speak.

It was a man with childish eyes, as soon as he opened the sack, he glared at Xue Yuanshu with hatred, his mouth was strangled by a cloth strip, so that he could not speak.

Fu Qiu wrote in Dongzi's hand: Who?

Dongzi: I don't know.

Fu Qiu: Xue Yuanshu is afraid.

Dongzi didn't write anymore, what did he think of.

Xue Yuanshu clenched his hands into fists, and the man on the chair raised his head back and arched his back, as if he wanted to escape.

Xue Yuanshu squatted down halfway, and was at eye level with him. His eyes were red and he was very excited.At this moment, the man bumped his head forward, and Xue Yuanshu, who was defenseless, was knocked backward and fell to the ground. The chair was brought forward and the man pressed Xue Yuanshu, and both of their foreheads were bleeding.

Wiping his forehead with his fingers, Xue Yuanshu gasped heavily, his brows were tightly furrowed in agony, he grabbed the man's upper arm with both hands, his gestures twisted, as if he was enduring great pain, and the back of his hand was bulging with blue veins.

The man let out a pained sound.

Xue Yuanshu held his face, and exerted force with his hands, deforming the man's face. Xue Yuanshu pressed the man with one leg, turned over, and tightly pressed the man's struggling kicking leg with the other leg. Holding the man's vitals, panting for breath, he whispered into his ear and threatened: "Don't move around, Senior Brother doesn't want you to die."