On the possibility of Wang Ye falling in love with a school tyrant

Fu Donglou's mouth was unobtrusive, unruly, and inappropriate. This account was all blamed on Zhai Xi by Bai Junhe, and he taught Fu Donglou like this when he was given the job of teaching Fu Donglou. Is this a slap in the face of the palace?As for the fact that Gu Xian was the one who chose Zhai Xi to be his teacher, Bo Junhe said, how could his father, who is always wise and powerful, do something wrong?

It wasn't once or twice that Fu Donglou got pissed off, and Bo Junhe was probably a little numb, seeing that Fu Donglou was honest, he didn't continue to torment him.Strong (rape is not strong ( rape is just to scare and scare, if you really do this, Fu Donglou doesn't need to be a human being, and Bo Junhe won't get a good reputation.

Fu Donglou was really frightened.If Bo Junhe made a move, it would not be enough for a frail scholar like him to show up three or four times, so Fu Donglou's face turned pale the moment Bo Junhe roared out.Now that Bo Junhe had stopped, Fu Donglou still had lingering fears, his body was stiff for a while and he couldn't recover.

After today's cheerful conversation, Bo Junhe already had a somewhat favorable impression of Donglou in his heart, and he couldn't bear to see his miserable appearance.

"What can you say? You can't say more than your brain. If you say you are stupid, you still don't admit it. As you are now, when you marry and come to the palace to socialize with officials, don't you want to be eaten to the bone?" Bai Jun He frowned and added, "I don't have the time to clean up the mess with you."

Damn, I'm also scheming, why haven't I seen it if I haven't used it?Believe it or not, I can write you a book "The Encyclopedia of Imperial Powers and Official Strategies".

Aggrievedly raised his head, facing Shang Bojun's and Ai Qi's misfortune and indignant eyes, Fu Donglou suddenly withered... Well, there is indeed a gap between theory and practice... The big deal is that you will be a technical nerd at home in the future, what do you think? I am willing to deal with you people who have Chinese knots in their hearts. Books are the friends of human beings.

"Forget it, it's getting late, I'll take you back to the East Mansion directly."

"Why do you have to go today? All my daily necessities are in Nanshan Garden, and Huayuan Yueqiao didn't come with me. It's inconvenient to move directly to Dongfu." Fu Donglou frowned.

"I'll send someone to pick up your two maidservants and go to the East Mansion. Qin Yu will also dispatch them. Nanshan Court is just another garden, and Dong Mansion is your serious house. You can't live in Nanshan Garden for a few days in the East Mansion. Don't even keep a piece of clothes, besides, there are a whole house of servants in that mansion."

Fu Donglou lowered his head and muttered: "You really know what's going on in my house."

"I have my own plan to send you there today." Only this sentence, Bo Junhe didn't continue to explain.

Standing up and walking straight out, Fu Donglou sighed, "What I want is not your face respect, can you... forget it..."

Bo Junhe was stunned in place, and followed after a while.

On the way back from sending Fu Donglou back, Bo Jun and Fu Donglou rode in a carriage, and the two never spoke again.When he arrived at Dongfu, Fu Donglou went into the house without inviting Bai Junhe in for a cup of tea.Bo Junhe watched Fu Donglou's figure disappear behind the screen wall, looked up at the word "Dongli" on the plaque for a long time, and rode away.

Fu Donglou stayed in the military camp for half a day, and when he returned home he was hungry and tired. The three of Feng Xueshuang heard their master and prince choking vaguely outside the military tent, and they thought that the master must be in a bad mood, so he had to be extra careful in serving him.

There was no master in Dongfu for a while, even though the master bedroom and study were cleaned, it was inevitable that there would be inattentive places, and they had to be ordered to prepare food and water.Shuang Yi wanted to help but was not familiar with this place after all, so she had to give up, came to Fu Donglou, knelt on the footrest, and beat the legs of the master who was resting on the couch with his eyes closed.

"How did you do this?" Fu Donglou lazily raised his eyelids as the calf swelled and numb.

"Small fools don't know how to serve, but this leg-beating kung fu was often done in front of the master before. Is the master still comfortable?" Shuang Yi smiled, showing a pair of small dimples on her round face, which is very cute.

"You are here to work as my helper and not a valet. You don't have to do these things. I will tell Fang Fu when I come back and tell you to follow the rules of the outer courtyard. I will call you when I need your help. You are willing to learn something on weekdays." You can do whatever you want, if you want to go back and see your original master, it’s fine.”

Regarding Shuangyi, Fu Donglou didn't put his mind to it.If you are talking about the people who serve you, the romantic four are enough; if you are talking about building something for him to do an experiment as a helper... a small carpenter apprentice may not be enough, and it is not too bad to find an old craftsman with high skills.Wearing a frost coat today was actually for Bo Junhe to see, and it was a response to his apology.

"Before the little one came, the lord personally instructed that he must serve the master well. Apart from helping the master, he should also do his best on weekdays... If the lord knows that the little one is being lazy and slippery..."

"Forget it, just do what you want. I'm easy-going and don't have so many taboos. I'll ask Feng Yangxue to tell you later."

For a while, I felt tired, and the tiredness seemed to come out from the bones.I am just such a person, and the relatives of the gold and silver field master say it is my own and not my own, and it seems that I don't have to care so much when I am calculated by others...

Shuangyi was delighted when she heard Fu Donglou's intention to allow him to serve her close by, but the master was displeased and he couldn't look happy, so he lowered his head and continued to pinch Fu Donglou's legs.

"Master, come and taste our chef's new dim sum." Xue Lai came back from the kitchen with a plate of pale pink pastries in her hand.

Being in a bad mood and having a bad appetite, Fu Donglou didn't even open his eyes, and asked in a long voice, "What is it?"

When Xuejin went to the kitchen to order, Master Bai An was trying to make this dessert. In order to make his young master happy, Xuejin brought it here, and at this time he spoke vividly.

"This is a plum cake with a new taste that our master Baian made according to the recipe you wrote last time. The plums are freshly picked. It tastes good. The garden said that sweet and sour things are good for the appetite. Let's come back I have to wait for a quick dinner, so you can have an appetizer if you come here first."

Fu Donglou didn't say a word, Xuelai also knelt on the footsteps in a hurry, held the plate and continued to coax the master: "Since you wrote the recipe for Qingfenglou, our own cooks have been screaming, thinking Show your face in front of the master. You haven’t been back to Dongfu recently, but Master Baian has been waiting for you for a long time. This dessert is made with different flavors every day, and you even try to stuff it with flowers, or Why do you have ready-made ones as soon as you come back?"

Fu Donglou still didn't speak.

Xuejin was about to say more, Shuangyi tugged lightly on the hem of his clothes, and whispered: "Brother Xuejin, I think the master is probably asleep."

Xue Lai was stunned, and leaned closer to Fu Donglou with her small face. Hearing the master's long and soothing breathing and looking at the closed eyes under his wrist, he must have fallen asleep.

Kneeling silently on his heels, Xue Ling looked at the delicious snacks on the plate, his nose suddenly became sour...

Gu Xian went back to the mansion first, and when Bo Junhe entered the door, Gu Xian had already ordered the dinner to be served.

"Why are you back?" Gu Xian teased his son, "I thought you would take Lou'er to the city to eat, I heard that child is very interested in eating."

"Father, is he and I really a good match? Those words were all coaxed by the national teacher. Why is his idea always the same as mine..." Bo Junhe frowned and thought for a while, "Not at all. It's the opposite, I just can't think of going together. He...is very strange..."

The son's resolute face showed a confused and ignorant expression, even Gu Xian, a father, felt it was strange.

Let the son sit down and then ordered someone to serve some wine and vegetables to boil the pot of Huiquan wine. Gu Xian said in a good-natured manner: "My father has no interest in Yishu numerology and has no talent. He just learned a little bit for fun. Although he is in awe Ghosts and gods will not bind themselves with these things. Your father and I have lived and died all our lives are based on our own abilities. The only thing that can make my father happy for my life is probably being able to stay with your father. Although not long time."

Bai Junhe didn't speak, picked up the jug and poured a glass for Gu Xian and another glass for himself, drinking in silence.

"You can think about the fact that these love affairs are very good. It's a pity that you were born in the emperor's family, unlike ordinary people who can live a simple life, and you may never meet or be with your favorite person in your life, but why? Father still hopes that you can find a way to live comfortably in your family, country and world."

"Father, don't you think that if a man is full of love, he can't do great things?" Bo Junhe was a little surprised.

Gu Xian picked up the wine glass and twisted it between his fingers, the unpredictable concealment faded from his pair of phoenix eyes, and the eyes as soft as spring water fell far away.

"In my whole life, I was the real Gu Xian only after I met Brother Yi, and only after I lost him did I know the three flavors..." I smiled and looked at my son, "Is this what you mean by love?"

"But the love of the superior is often the root of the disaster, isn't it?" Gu Xian's words surpassed Bai Junhe's cognition over the years, it seemed that something was sprouting in his heart, but there was a boulder falling on the sprout.

"There is Daji Baosi in the distance, and the noble concubine Yang's family in the near. The only one the superior can love, shouldn't it be Jiangshan Sheji?" Bai Junhe paused, "Otherwise, how should Jiangshan beauties choose?"

Gu Xian was startled: "You and Lou'er are not in this position."

"Of course not." Bo Junhe hurriedly explained, "It's just a casual question."

Gu Xian smiled again, and raised his hands with a look of contempt for the world: "The beauty of the world smiles and hands over the mountains and rivers to please my love. Isn't it a kind of courage. It's just a beauty that is truly worthy of the king. It will not make the king lose his rivers and mountains."

As if walking out of a dark and winding cave, Bo Jun and Dunjue suddenly saw clarity.

"My father's words have benefited my son a lot." Bo Junhe raised his glass to toast, "My father is gone, my son and Wang Qing will be filial to my father, and I hope my father will be happy forever."

Gu Xian also raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"Father, my son has already sent Fu Donglou back to Dongfu."

"Oh? So urgent." Gu Xian thought for a moment, "That's fine, that's fine."

"He said that he wanted to go back to Nanshanyuan after the crowning ceremony, not for anything else, mainly for the convenience of ore and cobalt materials in Nanshanyuan, and his son has already agreed to him."

Gu Xian nodded: ""Floating World Records" is related to the stability of the Great Chu Dynasty. If there is nothing wrong with this matter, it is a suspicion of the national teacher. If there is something wrong, it must be a big change, and we have to guard against it."

"My son put someone next to Fu Donglou, and his safety will be guaranteed."

"Well, it's okay to add another team to Qin Yu's subordinates. In addition, find a way to hint to Fu Zekai. He is also shrewd. We just need to express our position to him, and there is no need to say more."

"Yes. The sons of various industries under the name of the palace will also pay attention, and they must not let someone take advantage of the loopholes."

"The last time the Empress Dowager responded to the emperor's suspicion of Fu Zekai..." A trace of helplessness flashed in Gu Xian's eyes, "It's too late."

The sun was setting, and a few rain clouds pressed down to make the sky more gloomy.There seemed to be faint thunder, and a rain was coming.

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