After the fan who wrote the emperor was discovered

In autumn, the sound of cicadas is silent, and the outer hall is empty and silent.

After autumn, a layer of blankets was spread on the floor of the inner hall of Funing Hall, and the floor was very soft.Han Min was still sitting on the ground in a daze, looking up at Fu Xun, his brows and eyes were full of confusion.

What does he mean by that?

Does that mean his waistline is beautiful?Or because he was so beautiful when he was a child, so I couldn't help bullying him?

But no matter what kind of statement it is, who has heard something wrong without saying a word?

He was also most afraid of Fu Xun's appearance, so he just looked at him like that, not playing casually like before, but serious, as if he was the only person in his eyes.

He didn't know that every time Fu Xun quarreled with him, he was the only one in his eyes.

The control center is also true. The plot reveal is obviously a compensation for him, in order to let him prepare early.

As a result, I only told him at this time, those two sentences were smashed down, how could I prepare?He could barely maintain his composure in front of Fu Xun, which was already pretty good.

But why did Fu Xun still look at him like that?

Han Min twisted his neck quietly, the posture of looking up at people was a little uncomfortable, and his neck was a little sore.

As soon as he moved, Fu Xun noticed it.

Fu Xun curled his lips and looked at him with a half-smile.

Han Min responded with two dry laughs, then rolled up his sleeves, trying to change the subject, but said, "Don't change the subject."

He pointed to a small crescent-shaped scar on his right forearm: "Look, you made the hole on my hand. Why do you like me?"

Fu Xun also opened his sleeves, revealing a scar on his arm that was bigger than his own, and said calmly, "You buckled it."

Compare each other.

He smoothed his sleeves up again, and pointed to another place: "This was pierced by a barbarian's arrow when we were in the northwest."

What Han Min made for him was even bigger than the scars left on the battlefield.

Han Min choked, and wanted to defend himself: "That's because you were young when I did it, but when you grew up, you made this scar bigger..."

The voice became smaller and smaller, and Han Min couldn't continue to speak such a far-fetched word.

He lowered his eyes, thinking that going around in a big circle like this didn't seem to get any good.Suo Xing opened his eyes, thought for a moment, and said: "Anyway, I wrote those few scripts, you want..."

Before he finished talking, Fu Xun suddenly grabbed his wrist, lowered his head and touched his scar with his lips.

Han Min turned his head and looked at him in astonishment.

The little penguin who was dancing jumped up and swayed a split pony with two short legs, then fixed in mid-air, and fell down with a snap.

Fu Xun still felt that it was not enough, so he kissed again.

Han Min was frozen in place, his face was flushed, and the top of his head was steaming.

The little penguin was brutally turned into a burnt penguin.

Only to hear Fu Xun say: "I regret it very much."

He regretted bullying him so hard when he was a child, until Han Min misunderstood the term childhood sweetheart.

Fu Xun wanted to kiss again, but Han Min blocked it with his hand.

He covered Fu Xun's face and stammered: "It's okay, it's okay, I probably know what you mean."

Fu Xun looked up at him with the same look that frightened Han Min.

Han Min blinked, then pursed the corners of his lips, and said seriously, "I know what you mean—"

"Me too."

No need for other words, as long as these three words are enough.

Han Minan looked at him quietly for a while, then raised his hand to wrap his arms around his neck, and brought him towards him: "Fu Gou, you're still not good at it, what's the point of just doing it yourself, look at me..."

He stared into Fu Xun's eyes, and before he moved his face close, a message from the little eunuch came from outside: "Your Majesty, General Wei is asking to see you."

Han Min was so frightened that he quickly backed away.

It seems that he is not doing well.

He gathered up the scattered clothes, cleared his throat, and said to Fu Xun: "You do business first, I'll go in, um, tidy up."

Fu Xun held his face and wanted to kiss him, but seeing his blushing face, he still didn't do it.

"You go, the matter of writing the storybook is not finished yet."

Han Min pursed his lips and wanted to argue, but Wei Gui was about to come in, so he had no choice but to wrap his clothes and leave.

Several curtains were lowered to separate the inside and the outside.

Han Min rubbed his hot face, then released the blocked system.

Seeing his flushed cheeks and messy official uniform, the system cursed angrily: "Beast."

"No, I couldn't control myself, so I blushed. I also made the clothes myself."

"You..." The system couldn't yell at him, "Little villain, restrain yourself a little bit."

"I know, I must pay attention next time."

He straightened his clothes and patted his face again, trying to calm himself down.

"By the way, why didn't the control center tell me earlier? It's just at this time."

"They've been procrastinating."

"Then when did you send them a message?"

"A long time ago, before the house was bought, you and Fu Xun went to see it that night."

Han Min stared: "Huh?" It's already this time, and it doesn't seem like a big deal to tell him.

So the system lowered its voice and whispered to him: "Fu Xun secretly kissed you while you were drunk."

Han Min's face, which had managed to recover to its original state, turned red again. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words.

"Beasts."

It stands to reason that when the monarch and his ministers talk, the living man should take notes on the sidelines.

So Han Min adjusted his posture, opened the curtain, and prepared to start work quietly.

The original intention was not to disturb others, but Wei Gui saw him as soon as he went out.

Wei Gui was very surprised: "Why are you inside?"

"Why am I in there? Maybe I... took a nap on the dragon bed? What do you think?"

When he said this, Han Min himself did not believe it.

Fu Xun glanced at Wei Gui lightly, and Wei Gui shrank back without asking any more questions.

He looked at Han Min again: "Stand stupidly..."

As if recalling Han Min's accusation against him earlier, Han Min said that Fu Xun treated him badly.

So Fu Xun didn't finish his sentence, he just said, "Come and sit down."

Han Min picked up the pen and paper, and sat down on the seat beside him.

Wei Gui was originally here to perform some business, he was sitting on the round stool in front of the couch.

"The Huya Mountain Palace and hunting grounds have all been cleaned up, and the autumn hunting can start today."

Huya Mountain is located in the north of Yong'an, and it is nicknamed Quanya Mountain. It is a series of large mountains.The terrain is complex and the mountains are staggered, hence the name.

There are many mountains in the south of the Yangtze River. If you want to train your troops with polo like the Song Dynasty, you will not be able to run at all.Therefore, the method of Qi State's military exercises is hunting in spring and autumn every year.

Emperor Dezong was the first to designate Quanya Mountain as a hunting ground. He felt that the name was not very pleasant, so he changed it to Huya Mountain.

There is a palace on Huya Mountain, and Emperor Dezong seldom lived there. He only camped at the foot of the mountain, and often went deep into the forest. Once he hunted a fierce tiger alone. This is the bravery of the Fu family.But every time the late emperor went back, he would stay in the palace.

Perhaps from here, some differences can also be glimpsed.

Fu Xun said: "The court will discuss this matter at the beginning of the month, and you say that the army is too large, and it may be difficult to dispatch all of them. It is better to keep half of it, so as to guard the safety of the imperial city."

"Yes."

"When you go back today, the generals and soldiers are divided into different categories. Those whose family members are not in Yong'an, go hunting with them; those whose family members and parents are in Yong'an, stay behind as guards."

"I understand."

The changes in Yong'an, although Fu Xun intentionally designed Zhao Cun, couldn't prevent Zhao Cun from taking the opportunity to make trouble.

It is safer to leave the soldiers with parents and family members in Yong'an.After saying two more important words, Wei Gui took his order.

After he left, only Fu Xun and Han Min were left in the hall.

Han Min lowered his head and concentrated on writing.

These things cannot be written into the official daily notes for the time being, otherwise they will be seen by others, the matter will leak out, and troubles will arise again.But he can put these things away first, so that he can write history later.

After waiting for a while, seeing him put down his pen, Fu Xun said, "Have you finished memorizing?"

After writing it down, it's time to settle the accounts, the accounts of "Two or Three Things About the Holy Majesty and a certain Chaotang".

Han Min picked up the pen again: "Not yet, I just rest for a while, Your Majesty will read the book again."

He stretched out his hand, wanting to take the notebook away from Fu Xun's hand: "Don't read this one, it's ugly."

He tugged hard, but couldn't hold it, so he had to withdraw his hand: "You can watch it if you want, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Han Min continued to hint wildly: "It's not good-looking, it's really not good-looking."

Fu Xun looked at him for a while, and finally put the script in his hand on the case, and spread it out in front of Han Min.

Han Min smiled with satisfaction: "You obedient little boy..."

Fu Xun took the pen in his hand: "I see that you have a lot of free time, and it happens that your eyes are a little tired from reading, so read it."

The smile on Han Min's face froze: "Huh?"

"I've already translated it for you, read it."

Han Min blinked hard, brewing some tears: "Really?"

"read."

His tone was cold, and Han Min didn't dare to bargain any more, so he had to reluctantly pick up the script and read from the page he turned to.

He complained in his heart, how come he is exactly the same as Chu Yu and the others, and he is required to read the script?

But what Chu Yu and the others asked him to read at that time were the few books he wrote himself, changing Yushi and Tanhualang to Han Qijulang to read.

This time, Fu Xun asked him to read the book "The Living Man", and the things written in this book were not far from the real situation, unlike the ten books written by Han Min, all of which were stories he made up himself.

The made-up story reads like an outsider, and this time the story reads with a sense of substitution, and Han Min is also particularly awkward.

He tried to keep a calm tone.

Then Fu asked, "Are you about to cry?"

Han Min rubbed his eyes and replied vaguely, "Yes."

"Then read the six pages of No.70."

Han Min turned to that page and looked, okay, that chapter is about "Lord Xiaohan" being bullied so that his eyes were red and he was sobbing.

He knew at a glance that this chapter was written by Chu Yu, and he was the only one with such a bad taste among the three.

Han Min read two lines patiently, but couldn't read any more, so he threw the book on the table and said, "No more."

Fu Xun seemed to be very talkative, and returned the pen to him: "If you don't want to read, just write."

"Write what?"

""Two or three things between the Holy One and the living man", you write it yourself, and write ten books."

"No, I have already decided to wash my hands."

"Then read it."

Han Min leaned over to look at him with his forearm propped on the desk, "Are you angry? Don't be angry, I really have changed my past."

Fu Xun glanced at him: "No."

"Duplicity." Han Min had no choice but to take back the script, "Just read it."

He read two pages "sadly and complainingly", and then coughed twice inadvertently, Fu Xun didn't let him read any more.

"Remember where you read, and continue tomorrow."

"Yes."

Accompanying him to approve paperwork for a while, it was soon evening.

Han Min stayed for dinner, like many times in the past, the Queen Mother sent someone to deliver two dishes.

There is no need for others to serve, and only two of them eat in the hall.

Han Min looked at the dishes on the table, and suddenly thought of something: "By the way, Yong'an will change at that time, and I'm afraid it won't be safe. The palace is the most unsafe. This time, where will the empress dowager hide?"

"The queen mother is going to Jianguo Temple to pray for blessings."

Han Min nodded thoughtfully: "Well, it's safer to have someone secretly guard you."

Fu Xun said, "Follow me to the palace."

Han Min said decisively, "I won't go." Seeing Fu Xun put down his jade chopsticks in displeasure, he explained, "Grandfather and the others are all in Yong'an, so I can't go to the palace alone."

If all the Han family members were taken out of Yong'an, even if they were as stupid as Zhao Cun, they would definitely notice.

So Han Min thought, the best way for him to stay in Yong'an is to not cause trouble to Fu Xun, but also to guard his family.

Fu Xun also knew what he meant, so he didn't force it, but said: "We all move to Jianguo Temple, and you go too. I will ask my mother to take care of you."

That is of course good.

Han Min smiled and thanked: "Then thank mother for me first."

Tell me clearly, whose mother are you thanking?

What a self-professed little villain.

After dinner, I spent a while reviewing the memorials with me, and it fell into the night before I knew it.

Han Min packed up his things and was about to leave. It was windy at night, and Fu Xun specially ordered someone to bring two cloaks.

It wasn't until the servant brought the clothes that Han Min realized that the two pieces he said were really two pieces.

Fu Xun got up, took the collar part of the cloak, put it on Han Min, and helped him fasten the tie.

He picked up another one, put it on, and asked, "Is the carriage ready?"

The servant said: "Go back to Your Majesty, it's already prepared, just wait outside the Palace of Funing."

Han Min rubbed his little hands nervously: "Your Majesty wants to send me back?"

"Ah."

After everything was ready, the carriage drove out of the palace gate from Funing Hall and headed for Han's house.

There was no words all the way until the carriage stopped in front of Han's house.

Han Min bid farewell to Fu Xun, turned around and jumped off the carriage, turned around, only to find that Fu Xun had also come down, and ordered the carriage to wait for him at the entrance of the alley.

As if to do something that no one can see.

Han Min was taken aback by his own thoughts, touched the tip of his nose uncomfortably, and asked, "Is Your Majesty still angry?"

Fu Xun asked, "What is our relationship now? Are we still lifelong enemies?"

Han Min quickly waved his hands: "No, no."

"what is that?"

"Isn't that..." Han Min scratched his hair and looked up at him, "If Your Majesty wants to..."

He looked around and after confirming that there was no one else in the alley, he took a step forward and put his arms around Fu Xun.

He buried his face in Fu Xun's arms, and whispered, "Fu Gou is an idiot."

Fu Xun didn't seem to have heard this rebellious sentence at all——

He was busy wagging his tail, big wolf tail.

He was still busy looking at Han Min's face, looking for something to say.

Just as his eyes fell on Han Min's lips, voices came from behind the door of Han's house.

Grandpa Han said: "Come early tomorrow, and make up the remaining words of this volume."

The sound of the crutches was very rhythmic, Senior Senior Officer Liu replied: "Understood, there is no need to give it away, you can go back."

The wooden door was pushed open from the inside, and several elderly people were there. Outside the door, Han Min and Fu Xun stood side by side solemnly, ready to be inspected by the elders.

The author has something to say: the old Fu's wife is going home