Eunuch's professionalism

Fu Chen asked about the rhinoceros, and Guiwei said that among the 12 people, Guizi has a little bit of experience in this area, and they each have their own specialties, but now that Guizi is by Shao Huachi's side, he can't make it through for the time being.

"Then is there any one of you with better shooting skills?" Fu Chen asked Xiang Wei, since he couldn't ask for it for the time being, Fu Chen didn't want to let such a hidden danger, it doesn't matter if you don't know, let's shoot and kill him first.

Wei did not hear the words, pointed at himself, and blushed with embarrassment. These guards may all be masters, but they can only act in terms of interpersonal relationships. Apart from acting, they are very jerky, like now.

"Really?" Fu Chen raised his head, only to see that the rhinoceros that had been flying above his head had disappeared!

"Master Fu, what do you want me to do?"

"Now, I'm afraid there's no need for it." His expression was slightly condensed, and he really underestimated them.

When Fu Chen arrived at the door, he heard the sounds of transporting and commanding at random inside. In order not to attract attention, the things were first transported outside the city and let professional masters take care of them. After reporting to the emperor, the emperor was quite surprised Surprised, it's not that he doesn't understand that no matter whether he suddenly arranges Qizi to marry the Panle tribe, or half-forces him to have a child, it's not good for Lao Qi.Thinking that Lao Qi didn't say anything, he should be resentful in his heart, but he is a father and also an emperor, so his personal relationship can't be compared with the country, so he can only sacrifice Lao Qi.He didn't expect that the seventh prince could not only understand his difficulties, but also take the initiative to establish a good relationship with the princess. Emperor Jin Cheng felt very relieved, and cared more about the seventh prince's food and clothing, and wished to make up for all the father's love that he owed all these years .

"How's the preparation going?" E Hongfeng was about to change shifts, so he came to Chonghua Palace to check the progress.

Fu Chen nodded, "I'm bothering Governor E this time, I have one more thing, I don't know..."

Seeing E Hongfeng, many court ladies and eunuchs at work looked over together and saluted from a distance, showing their respect for him.

Last night, it was E Hongfeng, the commander of the imperial guards, who was on duty. Because of the advance notice, this batch of things was transported to the Chonghua Palace in a low-key manner. Everyone started to decorate the palace early this morning.

After receiving these subtle grateful glances, although E Hongfeng was used to it, he still felt sorry for Fu Chen's help at the beginning. If it hadn't been for Fu Chen's reminder, he would not have chosen Zhang Qi. Without Zhang Qi, how could he have such a good reputation in the harem? Good popularity, these popularity has benefited him a lot recently.

"What's the matter, let's talk, why are we being polite!" He patted Fu Chen's shoulder proudly.

Fu Chen softly told Dudu Edu about his plans for tonight. He was also generous, and what he said clearly could not be heard by others, but he was calm in the public. It was this attitude that made people not think that they were It is naturally impossible to eavesdrop on something secretive, and sometimes reverse thinking is also a choice when trying to figure out people's hearts.

Many eunuchs in the Chonghua Palace saw that Fu Chen was so familiar with Dudu E, and all of them retracted their little thoughts that had been exposed before.

The reason for those careful thoughts was that when Shaohuachi was bitten, the eunuchs and maids of Chonghua Palace could only stare blankly at Fu Chen, a eunuch from another palace, parachuted to them because of their low rank, and even got the favor of His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince. Pay attention, this is grabbing jobs, and he dares not speak out against Fu Chen.

But now being highly respected by the subordinates, E Dudu who "eliminates harm for the people" has such a good relationship with Fu Chen, so if there is any dissatisfaction, they will suppress it even more.

Seeing the changed expressions of these palace people, E Hongfeng knew that the effect of his intentional visit today had been achieved.

He also listened to Liang Ce occasionally mentioning that some eunuchs were gossiping behind their backs and making troubles, only to realize that Fu Chen's situation was not as rosy as it seemed on the surface, because he was promoted too fast, his foundation was unstable, and he was in front of the two giants in the palace. They all put up their names, and the limelight was too strong, so that no matter how high or low the palace officials were, they would not offend him on the surface, but they did a lot of tricks secretly.

No one can guarantee that anyone likes him, and of course he will pay a corresponding price for what he wants, even Fu Chen is the same.No matter past life or present life, we can always encounter conflicts of one kind or another. The network of contacts buried in daily life is useless at first glance, but occasionally it can burst out amazing results, just like now, this can be said to be luck or Fu Chen from very early Pave the way for yourself before.

After hearing Fu Chen's request, E Hongfeng smiled wryly, "You really gave me a problem."

Chonghua Palace has been set up, and Wei Wei has come to inform that His Highness and Princess have arrived.

Fu Chen stood at the door, looked at the servants in the palace or on the ground, or on the tiles, and made a gesture, which was arranged by them in advance, and these people responded to Fu Chen with the corresponding standby gesture.

The name of Yafu, the princess of the Panle clan, is translated from the Jin Dynasty language.She was pale, slender, and had sunken cheeks, which made her pretty face much less attractive.After a long journey to Luanjing, he fell seriously ill on the first day of his arrival. At that time, Shao Huachi was persuaded by Fu Chen to send a lot of precious medicinal materials, even the century-old ginseng given by the Ninth Prince. It's not that the princess is better today, so she followed her uncle to meet the emperor of the Jin Dynasty.

Although I haven't seen the seventh prince before, Yafu doesn't feel very good about this Highness. She is just a princess of a small tribe. If it was a peaceful era, Jin would never let her be a barren woman as a prince. The status of the regular wives alone makes a huge difference.Now that he has such a good opportunity to get married, his Amuza (Pan Le language: father) is naturally happy, even though he heard that the prince is extremely ugly, he did not shake Amuza's mind.

She couldn't bear to let Amuza, who was dedicated to her own sake, fight back the Qiangwu people for Jin on the front line, and at the same time worry about her in the rear.

On the first day she arrived, she was almost out of breath. She didn't expect that the one who saved her life was the ginseng sent by the Seventh Prince, who had never masked her face. She was looking forward to seeing him, even though he was ugly.

She thought that she would try not to dislike his appearance as much as possible, and get along well with him.

It's just that she never expected that when she saw the beautiful face of the man covered by half of the silver mask, and the other half was suffocating, she almost took her breath away.

The Seventh Prince is not ugly, on the contrary, he is so beautiful that people will never forget it.

After that, how she met His Majesty and what she said, she couldn't remember clearly. It wasn't until the Jin Dynasty Emperor asked them to come to Chonghua Palace to get along with each other that she realized that His Majesty was beside her. His voice was a little low, Hoarse, not very nice, but so gentle.

"Here, please, princess." Shao Huachi's elegant gentleman, if it weren't for that half silver mask, he would have been told by humanity: What a young man.

After Shao Huachi entered, he ignored the beautiful scenery in the palace, and scanned the people in palace clothes. When he saw the person he was looking for, his eyes settled down and gradually focused: Fu Chen, come here.

The princess smiled lightly, thanked her and entered the gate of Chonghua Palace.

Her expression froze the moment she entered the door.

Blinking a few times, she wasn't even sure if she was in a dream. The sea of ​​pink and pure white flowers in front of her made her lose her voice. The petals were dyed with tiny drops of water, which were crystal clear and looked like flowers under the refraction of the sun. Dazzling like jewels, when the breeze blows, petals float in the air, flying in the air, as if they are not in the world.

She thought that she would never forget that scene in her life, it was so beautiful that no poem could describe it.

This is something that will never be seen in the land of the Panle tribe, which only has deserts.

A man's gentle voice resounded in his ears, piercing through the sea of ​​flowers and rushing straight to his heart, emitting an irresistible allure.

"Princess, I hope you like it."

"Yes, it was prepared for me?" She couldn't believe it. Since she was a child, no man has cared so much for her.

"Yes, do you want to go in and have a look?" He remembered that when Fu Chen was preparing these things, he said that most women would be pleasantly surprised. Your Highness, you must be the first man in the Jin Dynasty to do so.

He was not happy about being the first, he just wanted to know why Fu Chen knew so clearly.

That expression was so determined, as if he had done it before.

Yafu nodded in surprise, while the attendants of the Panle tribe who followed the princess saw their princess so happy for the first time, and couldn't help but have a good impression of Shao Huachi.

"Princess, wait a moment." Shao Huachi called out.

Yafu turned her head in doubt, "Huh?"

Seeing Shao Huachi reaching out to her, she leaned back in shock, not knowing why the Seventh Prince, who had always been respectful, would act in such a frivolous manner, a trace of anger appeared on her face.

But the next moment, Shao Huachi didn't touch her, but just pulled out a rose flower from her hair.

"Borrowing flowers to offer Buddha." Shao Huachi smiled and handed the flowers over.

Yafu was completely attracted by Shao Huachi's movements, how could there be flowers in her hair?

She kept tilting her head, looking for flowers.

No matter how hard I searched, I couldn't find the second rose.

This is a very old-fashioned trick in modern times. It must be considered magic, but it was the first time in ancient times.

Fu Chen looked at the maids scattering petals on the tiles, and the princess dancing in the sea of ​​flowers, if he could maintain his innocence, who would not want it.

"What are you looking at?" Shao Huachi's voice was a bit abrupt, as if he had been observing Fu Chen.

Fu Chen withdrew his gaze, "No, Your Highness."

"I have done as you said, is there a reward?"

This is what you should do, how come you ask for a reward from a slave like me, Fu Chen couldn't laugh or cry, "Your Highness, aren't you embarrassing a slave, you have what I have, and you have what I don't have."

I once wanted your sincere treatment, but you never gave it to me.

"Sword with honey belly." Shao Huachi snorted, and looked at the smiling princess of the Panle tribe, thinking that the princess was quite indifferent to him at the beginning, but now she is full of eyes and hearts, except for the one who delivered the medicine in front of her. Foreshadowing, only from today, and in less than a day, Fu Chen's mission of winning the heart and making the princess lean towards him has been accomplished. He approached Fu Chen, and the hot air blew on Fu Chen's sensitive ears. The white auricles make people have the urge to bite. He really wanted to take a bite, to see if the eunuch has a heart, and if it hurts, "Fu Chen, I'm so glad you're not a real man."

If you are a man, what woman in this world can escape your grasp?