High energy eunuch

A huge boulder hit the emperor's dragon's head.

Fu Qiu snorted, and covered the top of his head with his arms, the wet warm liquid stuck to his eyelashes along his forehead.

"His Majesty……"

Fu Qiu almost questioned whether he heard the cry, and his voice was hoarse.The epee swept across and gently hooked Fu Qiu's waist back. Blood dripped into his eyes, making his vision blurry.

"It's okay...it's okay." Dongzi hugged Fu Qiu tightly, rolled on the spot, and used the epee, his body, and the ground to form a stable triangle.

Cries for help and screams buzzed above the cellar.

The emperor couldn't help being furious and said, "Shut up!"

Fu Qiu's eyes were red, and he lifted the stone slab above Dongzi with one hand, and said forcefully in an orderly tone: "Leave me alone, just come here. I almost thought..." Fearing that he couldn't stop rushing up, Fu Qiu's lips trembled, Dongzi's head was forced down by the stone slab, and his whole weight was on his shoulders.

The epee let out an unbearable scream.

A drop of sweat fell on Fu Qiu's face, he smiled and said, "Really, don't worry about it, life is the most important thing..."

Dongzi frowned forbearance. In the small, dimly lit space, the men's sweat and heat were intertwined.After several days of rushing, Dongzi was a little bit exhausted. His nose was slightly open, his eyes were wide open, and he stared straight at Fu Qiu.

"Don't talk, touch my waist."

The emperor's hand reached over and found a water bag.

"Drink some water, the outside has already exploded, and someone will dig us out soon." The stability in Shen Shen's eyes is as strong and steady as a pine and cypress.

Fu Qiu looked at Dongzi in a daze, and nodded vigorously.

After Fu Qiu drank the water by himself, he fed Dongzi some more. He lowered his head and couldn't hold the water, so Fu Qiu simply took a sip by himself, put it in his mouth, and then stuck it to Dongzi.

Just as he was about to push him away, Dongzi kissed him unceremoniously and fiercely. Fu Qiu's neck was sore from the kiss, so he cursed secretly and fell to the ground exhausted.

"If I can't move, I really want to..." Fu Qiu looked at Dongzi's eyes with burning eyes, and his Adam's apple moved up and down.

"What are you thinking?" Dongzi smiled.

Fu Qiu said viciously: "I want to fuck you here."

The stone slab had bloodstains on Dongzi's shoulders and the bend of his neck. He didn't notice it, and said with a smile, "Heroes see the same thing."

"..." Fu Qiu's rosy lips moved after drinking water, it was a kind of silent invitation.

Dongzi stared at him deeply, his shoulders suddenly tilted, and the bloodstain on the back of his neck made the emperor want to order him to give up.

"Did Xue Ha get it back?"

Bringing up an irrelevant topic at this moment, of course Fu Qiu didn't really care about Xue Yuanshu's life or death. Frankly speaking, if Xue Yuanshu was really going to die, no one could directly threaten Dongzi's life. It would be better if he died.

Dongzi cheered up a little, and said slowly: "Wei Qingyun has stared at him and subdued him. I don't know what happened now, but according to Wei Qingyun, it should be safe."

Fu Qiu rested his hand on his chest, supporting Dongzi's body, gently pushed aside Dongzi's front with his hand, the dry and rough palm brought unspeakable comfort to the skin.

"It's fine if we really can't get out, we're in the same hole." The emperor's laughter was full of joy.

"It seems to be coming." Dongzi's ears moved.

At that moment, Fu Qiu didn't have time to react, he heard a faint explosion, and then he was hugged tightly into Dong Zi's arms, a strong light shone, and from a little starlight, it was forced to start a prairie fire.

At the moment when the explosion came, Dongzi pressed Fu Qiu's head into his arms, and the moment the weight on his body disappeared, he was accompanied by the pungent smell of saltpeter, his exhausted body became dull, and the severe pain instantly stained his flesh. , Liao open like a strong acid full of corrosiveness.

Smelling the smell of burnt flesh in his nose, Fu Qiu raised his head, his cheeks and lips were moistened by the liquid, he tasted the saltiness there, and the blood that irritated his scalp numbly.

In Fu Qiu's impression, it was an extremely vague three days, and the crowds poured in one after another, coming and going.

Whenever he wakes up, his eyes are always looking forward, trying to find the familiar face and figure.But his fever was so severe that it was difficult for him to stay awake. When he woke up, he was always taking medicine, and all kinds of smelly and bitter soups were poured into his mouth by different people.

Until one night, when Fu Qiu woke up, his body was filled with unreality after a long period of coma. He moved his fingers first, and then found that he could sit up and put his legs on the side of the bed.

On the large dragon bed, he touched the dragon-shaped statue on the head of the bed with his hands, and the bright yellow noble real dragon on the bedding came into his eyes.

"Emperor... Your Majesty..." As soon as the dozing maid woke up, she was so frightened that she fell to her knees, her voice was terrified and pleasantly surprised: "Your Majesty is awake! The imperial physicians are waiting outside, what does the Emperor want to eat? "

The palace maids and eunuchs from the outside rushed in, Fu Qiu blinked, his eyelids were sore, and with his forehead resting on one hand, he glanced coldly at the palace people kneeling on the ground, none of them looked familiar.

What happened, the people around him were replaced.Fu Qiu thought to himself, could it be that the Eight Kings have turned against each other?Memories flooded in like a rising tide, taking over all his thoughts.

After an unbearable silence, the emperor said the first thing he said when he woke up: "Where's Dongzi?"

The palace people looked at each other in blank dismay.

Fear made Fu Qiu's voice tremble, and thousands of bad hypotheses quickly passed through his mind, but the scenes and pictures that were torn apart by the impact of the explosion at that time were all clearly recalled.There was more than one explosion, and Dongzi seemed to say something in a hurry, but the explosion was so loud that he couldn't hear anything clearly.

Dongzi blocked the explosion with his back, and then they rolled on the ground, with heavy gasps, the smell of smoke and dust entering their nostrils, and the smell of gunpowder. During the rolling process, Fu Qiu passed out.

This recognition filled him with guilt, and what was even worse was that the palace people were bewildered, Fu Qiu opened his mouth, he couldn't stand upright, his knees bent, and the eunuch quickly supported him.

The strange faces that seemed to be the heads of the eunuchs ordered people to call for the imperial physician.

"I don't want an imperial doctor, what about Dongzi?!" Fu Qiu's bruised face was a little ferocious due to anger, and his expression was terrifying.

The eunuch didn't dare to cry out, and replied tearfully: "Slave, I don't know!

"You don't know...then who knows? Call someone who knows!" Fu Qiu said angrily.

The eunuch who was thrown away scrambled and crawled outside the bedroom to inform the adults. At this time, the palace guards had been completely taken over by Xue Yuanshu. The courtiers were in a mess with the news, especially those young officials who were usually close to Xia Rongjue, who were also Yuan Guangping's protégés.

Already rushed up impatiently and shouted: "Since the emperor has woken up, I want to face the saint." Xue Yuanshu is not even the commander of the imperial army, and his official position is low. The imperial army holding weapons under the corridor.

And the moment the emperor saw Xue Yuanshu, he could hardly catch his breath.The situation suddenly became clear, Xue Yuanshu was in charge of the inner palace forces, what did he want to do?However, this is not what Fu Qiu is most concerned about. He pressed his brows very tiredly, his anxiety was written all over his face, and his eye sockets were bloodshot.

"Where's Dongzi?"

"Go where he should go." Xue Yuanshu was dressed in a heavy black martial arts robe, holding his sword on his waist, and curled one corner of his mouth playfully, "Don't worry, your majesty, Dongzi saved my life, and I am a man with clear grievances and grievances. "

"Let your mother go..." Fu Qiu rubbed his hair irritably, closed his eyes and opened them again: "Where did you take him? Let me tell you, if I can't see him right away, I will let the prince ascend the throne immediately, Keep your bullshit loyalty underground and tell the late emperor!"

Xue Yuanshu turned his head and said to the eunuch, "Bring the jade seal with a pen and paper."

"Presumptuous!" Fu Qiu jumped up suddenly, wishing to tear Xue Yuanshu's face with a foolish smile.Soon Fu Qiu calmed down.

If Xue Yuanshu had mastered the inner palace, then he could only rely on Xue Yuanshu's help to see Dongzi, and it would be very unwise to tear himself apart with Xue Yuanshu now.

Fu Qiu had no choice but to wave his hands patiently: "That's all, where's my medicine?"

In the next half month, the emperor dismissed the court, and Xia Rongjue was imprisoned for murdering the emperor. Jiang Song, who was in charge of the marshal, and the criminal department interrogated Xia Rongjue.In the end, Xia Rongjue was found guilty of treason, and the day of Caishikou's execution was very cloudy.

The sky was filled with sticky rain.

On the hidden high-rise building, Fu Qiu watched Xia Rongjue's head fall to the ground without blinking, and his fingers resting on the railing were stiffly bent.

"Bring the tea to the emperor." Xue Yuanshu's lazy voice sounded.

Fu Qiu took two sips of tea in resentment, turned his head and gritted his teeth and said, "It's been 20 days."

Xue Yuanshu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't worry, there is still one thing that hasn't been done."

Fu Qiu's fingers gripping the railing turned white. He was vaguely afraid that Dongzi was actually gone, and everything he did was meaningless. He suspected that Xue Yuanshu had just woven a lie to deceive him.

On the night when he woke up, Xue Yuanshu vowed to guarantee that Dongzi would be fine and live in a "safe place", and told him that out of loyalty to the secret guard, as long as Fu Qiu could leave behind a son of his own, the waste eight The crown prince of the son of the king.

"I'll let the emperor see him immediately, otherwise I'll cut off my head and give it to the new crown prince to kick."

Both of them knew what "he" meant. Although the emperor was not very willing, he picked up the cold minced meat porridge and drank it in one gulp.

Everything was carried out in a secret arrangement. Jiang Song frequently appeared in the Chengyuan Palace to discuss matters with Fu Qiu. The examination system of both civil and military affairs brought new hope to Da Chu in the autumn of this year. The disciple this time was not Yuan Guangping's. , not Fang Jingrong's, the two civil servants who have passed away, the camps of the two parties left behind have undergone a subtle wavering.

The two vacated positions are represented by the Minister of the Ministry of Justice and the Minister of the Ministry of Rites.

These are not the headaches for Fu Qiu, the most troublesome thing is at night.

"The emperor, please draw the card." The eunuch brought an ivory bamboo stick holder. According to the agreement between him and Xue Yuanshu, his harem would be exposed to both rain and dew, which would increase the chance of a prince being born.

At first, Fu Qiu couldn't accept it: "I'm not a stallion, and...and..." Fu Qiu was almost speechless, clenched his fists, and wanted to punch Xue Yuanshu in the face. He didn't know that Dongzi would not regret saving him later. Xue Yuanshu died, and he already regretted it.

"How can I explain to him in the future..."

At that moment, there was an unspeakable sympathy in Xue Yuanshu's eyes, which disappeared very quickly, so fast that Fu Qiu had to suspect that he was wrong.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, he won't mind."

What do you mean you won't mind!Fu Qiu howled furiously, at that time he had no idea that Xue Yuanshu's words were well-founded, not a lie.

Another winter is coming, and God seems to have finally decided to be kind to the people of Dachu. Compared with previous years, this is a warm winter.The first snow falls on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and white mist rises behind the low wall, and the wet mist carries the sweet fragrance of Laba porridge.

"Master!" The thick-headed young man pushed open a simple firewood door, carrying two hangs of fat and big bacon in his hands. The bacon was very heavy, and he entered the door out of breath.

The young and beautiful woman is holding a big spoon and is stirring the red rice porridge in the big pot.The official green turban tied her black and shiny hair high, and she turned her head to look at the man reading a book under the tree in the courtyard, signaling the boy to go over with her eyes.

The young man nodded, walked over lightly, suddenly lowered his head, and shouted in the man's ear: "Master—father asked me to bring some bacon! Wish you an early year!"

The man's ears moved, and he raised his head. The warm winter sun shone warm golden in his pupils.If it weren't for those beautiful eyes, most people would always be frightened by his little half of his scarred and mottled face.The boy was obviously already familiar with it, so he went straight to the kitchen, washed his hands when he came out, and kneaded the man's two unconscious legs.

"Father told me to ask Master when he plans to return to the capital! He also asked Master to take me with him!"

The man, as if turned into a stone, remained motionless until the disciple shook his arm.

He thought for a while, then said to the woman beside him: "Later, these porridges will be taken to the city to distribute to the poor, and I will pack something for Qiuming."

Jiang Qiuming was so happy that he almost jumped up. He didn't expect it to be so easy, and Master was not as difficult to persuade as his father said in his letter.You must know that Jiang Song's letter stated: If he doesn't come, you will tie him up with a wheelchair, and dad will take care of you for anything!

However, the next morning, Jiang Qiuming realized that he was completely wrong.

"Sister Zhengfang, why are you alone?"

They stood at the entrance of the village, and Hua Zhengfang took Jiang Qiuming's bundles, one on each shoulder.

"Mr. Yuan won't go, let me escort the young master back to Beijing."

Jiang Qiuming threw the burden on the ground, and immediately became anxious, "No, no, no, my father said, no matter what, I must invite Master back to Beijing, otherwise he won't open the door for me!"

Hua Zhengfang looked up with her straight and straight face, it was still very early, and Yuan Xinpei was usually not up at this hour.In the past two years, he has been waking up later and later, and he simply doesn't get up when it is rainy.

"Master, please wait a moment." Hua Zhengfang put the whip and bridle in Jiang Qiuming's hands, turned over and got off the carriage.