After the gloomy cannon fodder was reborn

Xue Fuguang's bamboo whip was dug up to whip Mu Jianshu.

Doing it yourself is easy to get injured, so you need to find some handy tools.Just right? The bamboo in the courtyard has a bamboo whip, and it is most suitable to dig it out and beat people.

Xue Fuguang brushed away Mu Jianshu: "Go away, I? Do it by myself."

Mu Jianshu pursed his lips, unable to get his hands in, could only look at him.

Xue Fuguang was not happy again.

Ever since he knew what Mu Jianshu had in mind for him, he began to feel that Mu Jianshu's every move had a deep meaning, which made him want to get angry.

He raised the hoe, saw that the length was about the same, he chiseled hard, cut off the bamboo whip, picked it up and threw it into Mu Jianshu's arms: "Take it and wash it clean."

Mu Jianshu nodded: "Yes?"

Shao Jing also came over: "Master, come in quickly? Change your clothes, it's all mud."

He brought water, washed Xue Fuguang's hands and face, and then took out a crimson dress from the cage, and put it on for Xue Fuguang.

Muttering in his mouth: "Why do you do it yourself? Let the servants come, anyway? It's used to beat people..."

Xue Fuguang raised his eyebrows: "Say one more word, be careful of me later? Let me try the whip with you."

Shao Jing immediately said: "The slave is wrong." Since it was the whip you gave Qu Wu, it would be better for Qu Wu to try it himself.

Although he couldn't understand what Qu Wu did wrong to make the prince angry for so long.But Shao Jing still understands the truth that a dead Taoist friend never dies a poor Taoist.

After seeing the book for a while, Mu Jianshu came back with a clean bamboo whip.

The roots growing on the whip joints have been shaved clean, and one end was even roughly polished, making it much smoother.

Xue Fuguang took it from his hand, shook it in his hand, squinted his eyes and knocked on Mu Jianshu's arm twice: "Does it hurt?"

Mu Jianshu shook his head.

Xue Fuguang looked at the mask on his face that he had drawn with his own hands, feeling very distant.Now he really wants to see Mu Jianshu's expression behind the mask, what is it like?

So? Suddenly turned his head and ordered: "Shao Jing, you go out?"

After the people in the house had left, Xue Fuguang sat in the chair, looked up at Mu Jianshu's face, but seemed to be condescending.

He raised his hand, put a fresh bamboo whip against the lower edge of the mask, raised it slightly, and ordered: "Take it off."

Mu Jianshu was very obedient, took off the mask and held it in his hand.

The face with sharp eyebrows and eyes was revealed.

Mujian Scholar's is also "excellent" to look at, which is completely different from Xue Fuguang's extravagant and noisy beauty.Like the knife in his hand, it was cold and sharp, with a cold gleam.

It is similar to Xue Hongwen, but if it is colder and sharper than that - Xue Hongwen's face has the same glamorous face as Xue Fuguang, but few people dare In the face of his overwhelming momentum, go? Carefully examine his face.

His lips are thin and light in color, and sometimes they are pursed tightly and the corners of his lips are straightened.

For example now.

Xue Fuguang is very aware that his family looks very good, and he doesn't care what other people look like.

After all, no matter how tall a man is, he can't compare to him and his eldest brother, and a woman can't compare to his elder sister.Those people just look at it, but they can't bear to look at it carefully.

Mu Jianshu was the first man he thought, even if he took a closer look, he seemed very handsome.

Xue Fuguang squinted his eyes, thinking, what is Suo Mu's appearance like? Why didn't he become one of Xiujin's mad dogs?

After all, it can't be because he wears a mask all the year round, so he becomes a villain.

Xue Fuguang was engrossed in his thoughts, his eyes were empty.

Mu Jianshu's lips pursed even tighter.

The young man was wearing a thin crimson shirt, with one hand resting on his chin, and the wide cuffs slipped off, revealing his forearm as white as nephrite jade.

He seemed to have been beaten to the bone, lazily nestled in the teacher's chair, defenseless.

It's easy to get upset.

For example, Mu Jianshu himself at this moment.

He had to use great self-control to restrain his urge to touch the boy in front of him.

His courage was magnified by Xue Fuguang.

Isn't Xue Fuguang? A fool.

Didn't know before? That's all, now that Mu Jianshu is staring at him, how can he not know? What is he thinking?

However, there was no expression on his face, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and he restrained himself to the extreme.

Xue Fuguang put his arm on the edge of the table, holding the bamboo whip in his hand and shaking his wrist.

He is going to take advantage of Mu Jianshu.

Before, he thought about exchanging for Mu Jianshu to stay by his side, but Mu Jianshu refused, saying that he has nothing to want?

From the looks of it right now, he didn't feed the tiger with his body at all, or fed it unconsciously.

But this tiger seems to cherish him so much that he is willing to put all his wishes behind him? He is the most important thing.

For a moment a nasty thought came to him.

In the past, in order to study Mu Jianshu's loyalty, he would deliberately point out his incompatibility with the secret guard of the palace from time to time, so as to create a sense of crisis for him.

Now, he wants to know again? Mu Jianshu's self-restraint can go to what extent.

After making up his mind, Xue Fuguang's mood suddenly improved a lot, and a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.Naughty as a child.

He said in a loud voice: "From tomorrow onwards, you will come to do Shaojing's work."

Shaojing took care of his daily life personally.

In order to win over Mu Jianshu, Xue Fuguang rarely asked him to do these things.

Mu Jianshu opened and closed his thin lips, and responded, "Yes?"

"Put on the mask." Xue Fuguang put the bamboo whip on the table, got up and left the yard.

Mu Jianshu silently followed behind him?

They went to Houfu to pick up Fengwen and Hua.

After leaving the palace, Xue Fuguang restrained those stubborn thoughts?

When he saw Feng Wenhua, he smiled without showing any emotion, and said: "Mr. Feng tomorrow will come with me to meet a nobleman. Then, he will be able to successfully enter the prince's command, and we will meet every day."

He only asked Xue Hongwen to find someone, took Fengwen Hua to recognize a familiar face, and told some stories about the prince by the way.

As for the matter of the Cypriots, why bother to use your own hands to mess with your body?

Naturally? The sixth prince is the most suitable.

On the second day, the tea house.

When Xue Fuguang entered the elegant room, the sixth prince was already waiting there.

You can see the urgency.

The incident of the epidemic really raised Xue Fuguang's status to another level in his position, to the point where he wanted to be drawn into his camp at all costs.

When he saw Xue Fuguang, he asked his servant to pour tea with a smile on his face: "I haven't seen Chonghe and Shizi for a long time, so it's inconvenient to say more in the letter. I wonder if your son's trip to Dingzhou will be smooth?"

Xue Fuguang sat down after saluting, took the tea and said with a smile: "There is no danger, Your Highness thank you for your concern."

The sixth prince glanced behind Xue Fuguang, and saw that besides his hidden guard and close servant, there was also a strange man with a fan.

The temperament seems to be unusual.

"Who is this??"

Xue Fuguang took a sip of tea, the taste didn't quite suit his taste, he put it aside and said slowly: "This is Mr. Feng from Dingfeng Village. Dingfeng Village can stand upright in Dingzhou, which will give His Majesty a headache For a long time, I have troubled Mr. Feng."

It seems to be a counselor.

But the sixth prince is not interested.

Perhaps the most powerful strategist in the world is? The one in front of him, other people can't get into his eyes.

It's just a little strange: "What's the purpose of the prince bringing this Mr. Feng here? Is there still a problem in this world that the prince can't solve, but this Mr. Feng can solve it?" In the tone, Unconsciously, there was a trace of contempt.

Feng Wen? Hua stood behind Xue Fuguang?, with no expression on his face, but not worried in his heart.

As a counselor, he has never been underestimated.

Xue Fuguang shook his head: "Your Highness misunderstood. Mr. Feng is not here to do things for us. He has his own good place to go."

The sixth prince laughed, and immediately understood Xue Fuguang's meaning: "Brother Huang's staff is not capable enough, just needs a Mr. Feng. If we are free, we will arrange for someone to introduce Mr. Feng Give it to the emperor."

Xue Fuguang said: "Mr. Feng will go with His Highness the Sixth Highness today, I believe His Highness will give you a good job. Don't forget your original intention."

The sixth prince immediately raised his hand, and sent someone to take Fengwen Hua down to resettle him, ready to send him to the prince.

After clearing away the outsiders, the sixth prince started today's purpose of coming: "The son is really a clever plan, and Chonghe admires him very much. Now the prince is addicted to Longyang, and he has lost his mind because of a little eunuch. How long will it last? In the future "If the country and society are handed over to Brother Huang, there is no guarantee that one day, Brother Huang will not use the country for the sake of beautiful women. The people of Dajing are now in dire straits, and I can't bear it!"

Xue Fuguang complimented casually: "Your Highness is very kind."

The sixth prince is Xue Fuguang, who has the intention to join his command, and his face is full of joy: "Since the son also understands Chonghe's painstaking efforts, I wonder if I would like to help Chonghe?"

Xue Fuguang propped his chin, squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "His Royal Highness thinks highly of Fuguang. The prince has no society in his heart, so Fuguang will naturally not ignore it. It's just that there are many talented people, Fuguang's little trick It's not enough to watch. Talk to His Highness to relieve boredom, or eat, drink and have fun, but he is good at it."

The Sixth Prince's expression turned cold suddenly: "What does your son mean, do you reject this hall?"

Xue Fuguang was not afraid of his change of face, and still smiled casually: "Your Highness is wrong. How dare Fuguang refuse His Highness, Fuguang is just? He knows how much he has, and he doesn't want to miss His Highness's great cause."

The sixth prince still wants to say more.

Xue Fuguang said calmly: "His Royal Highness, it is not good to ask too much."

The sixth prince had no choice but to restrain his anger.

Even if he can't take Xue Fuguang under his command, he can't offend him.

Otherwise, it's hard to say whether he will be tricked by him like the prince in the future.

The sixth prince quickly calculated the gains and losses in his heart, and smiled: "Yes, I'm going to meet you, what the prince said is true. If the prince is free, in the future, I hope to often accompany Chonghe to relieve boredom."

Xue Fuguang: "Naturally."

The sixth prince got up, and after saying goodbye, he left the private room.

The moment he went out, the smile on his face disappeared and his eyes darkened.

Xue Fuguang is so ignorant of flattery.

It seems that after he ascends the throne, this person will not be able to stay.

Otherwise, there will be endless disasters.

Xue Fuguang leaned against the window and said: "Go? Get a pot of tea. What's so good about this tea? Drinking it, the face of the royal family is just supported by a few silver coins."

Shao Jing immediately responded, and wanted to go and order some tea that his master loved to drink.

Before he could go out, he was stopped by Mu Jianshu: "I? Go? You stay by the master's side."

Shao Jing: "?"

no?.Are you a dark guard, or are you? Me? A dark guard?

He wondered: "Isn't this my job? You know what does the master like to drink?"

Mu Jianshu simply said: "Know?"

After finishing speaking, he strode out.

The second monk Shao Jingzhang was left puzzled.

He couldn't understand this guy more and more.

Xue Fuguang leaned against the window to see people coming and going on the street, with the corner of his mouth curled up, he said to Shao Jing: "In the future... let him do all these things."

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