Eunuchs are not easy

In the spring season, the capital city of the Zhou Dynasty had long since receded from the cold air of the past, and it looked more and more angry.

Especially today, the sky is bright, and the city is full of people, which is even more lively than the festival.The streets were cleaned, flower branches were placed, and festive banners were placed in front of shops everywhere.

The noisy, chattering and laughing crowd gradually gathered in one place. Looking carefully, they all raised their brows with joy, but even when they were chatting and laughing loudly, Yu Guang never left the city gate, as if they were waiting for someone return.

As time went by, there was an abrupt yell from somewhere, and everyone quickly lined up on both sides of the road as if they had received an order, their eyes still keeping their eyes on the city gate.

"coming"

The sound of horseshoes gradually increased, and the people outside the city gradually revealed a corner of Lushan Mountain under the expectation of everyone.

It is a military guard who has been fighting for more than ten years, and now he has returned to the court after victory.

The flowering and jubilation were mostly a welcome to this team, and the city was full of joy from the gate of the city.

In the middle of the back of the team was a young general wearing black iron armor on a big bay red horse, but the leader of this team was a fresh face, which made people wonder.

The distance was too far, and he could only vaguely see his slightly handsome face and thin figure, his gestures were calm and solemn that did not match his age, and a black iron long sword that obviously did not match his figure was slung around his waist.

The unsmiling appearance added a bit of heaviness to this jubilant scene for no reason.

"Father, Huan'er has brought you back." Fu Huan rode on the horseback, his eyes fell on a corner deep in the capital, and the condensation in the corner of his eyes became a little bit heavier, and he stroked the long sword at his waist with one hand.

That is the direction of home, where the mother and brother are.

Just as he was in a trance, the team ahead suddenly stopped.He raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, tightened the reins with one hand, and the bay red horse took a few steps back and stood still.

The people in front came aggressively, and the surrounding soldiers consciously gave way.

Fu Huanle stepped forward immediately, and frowned slightly as he watched the people blocking the way.

"General Fu, Your Majesty has been waiting for you in the palace for a long time. He has specially set up a dust-cleaning banquet for the soldiers who have returned in triumph. I hope the general will go." The one who blocked the way was a white-faced eunuch with three hats on his head and round eyes. He wears a unicorn patch on the chest and back of the collar, a rhinoceros belt, a dental plaque on the waist, and a light jade dust tail whisk on his arm. He can't tell the age, and he speaks in a high-pitched voice, followed by only a few long suits. Envoy.

Hearing this, Fu Huan glanced at him up and down, paused for a moment on the whisk in his hand, and nodded helplessly.

"Understood." The hoarse voice was slightly thick, which seemed to be in response to what he had just said.

"Then, General Fu and all the officials will go with the servants!" Hou Xiang stepped aside, flicked the dust fly, glanced at a half-open window on the second floor of the pavilion inn next to him, and snorted coldly. With a sound, with a rather high-spirited appearance, he raised his foot and led the way in front.

Fu Huan naturally noticed his subtle movements, and subconsciously glanced at the window. After seeing the people inside, he didn't say much, and turned his head as if nothing had happened.

And after everyone disappeared, a slender white hand slowly stretched out from the half-open window, and then attached the window frame, with some kind of anger.

There was only a 'bang', and the half-closed wooden window was smashed with a loud noise.

After half a ring, only a few intermittent voices begging for mercy came from the room.

Then what overwhelmed them was a simple order, which seemed impatient to listen carefully.

"Take them down." The speaker was half leaning against the window, still maintaining the posture of closing the window, his eyes had not moved out of the window, and his brows were slightly frowned.

"A servant of the sixth rank dares to play face with the adults. Do you really think that you are with someone who is a big deal?" A mocking sharp voice interrupted the thinking of the person by the window abruptly, dragging the person's thoughts abruptly back.

I saw that he straightened his figure, and his rust red python clothes made his complexion more and more fair. There was a belt around his waist, and there was a dental plaque with red tassels on it, and the words "Palmprint of the Supervisor of Rites" were clearly printed on it.

Turning the black soap leather boots on the ground, he didn't say anything but just raised his eyebrows and glanced at the speaker.

Immediately, the person who spoke fell silent and shrank his neck back.

An Huajin turned his eyes back, and the anger that had just overflowed from the corners of his mouth was replaced by his usual smirk. He stretched out his hands and hugged the black cat lying next to him, stroking it one after another.

His eyes were dark and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"My lord, what about Ruan Shangshu?" After a long time of not making a sound, the person who spoke just now raised his head again.

After saying that, An Huajin's eyes flickered, his hand holding the cat slowed down a little, his thin lips lightened, and he looked thoughtful again, "That old guy knows how to impeach me all day long, give him some Lesson, it’s not too much to suffer.”

"Order!" He raised his hand, and touched the black cat in his arms a few more times. After a while, he loosened his hands and let the black cat jump out of his arms. He got up and straightened his slightly messy cuffs. Lift your legs to go.

"My lord, what is this?" Xiang Xing was about to take orders, when he saw the man who had been sluggish just now stand up suddenly, glanced away, and swallowed the remaining words naturally.

An Huajin straightened the official hat on his head, the corners of his mouth were slightly puckered, a little impatient with his noise, but he still answered Xiang Xing's question, "The palace banquet is about to start, let's join in the fun."

"This..." Xiang Xing took a step back, squeezed his eyes, and sighed secretly.

Didn't you say it was boring before? This idea changed really quickly.

"I don't know when I'll be able to go back today, but you can bring the dead body back to the mansion, don't let it run around." An Huajin led a group of people out of the house as soon as he finished speaking, leaving Xiang Xing and Hei behind. The cats looked at each other.

The dust-cleaning banquet is set in the side garden outside the palace, which is a special place for officials to enjoy banquets.Therefore, the layout is not too small. You can't ride a horse at the entrance, you can only dismount and walk in.

The environment is beautiful, and when a hundred flowers are in full bloom, it is naturally the icing on the cake. It would be nice to be able to appreciate it a few times on weekdays.

But unfortunately, Fu Huan can't arouse the interest of admiring flowers now.

One is that he is homesick, and the other is that the father-in-law leading the way is walking too slowly.

Xu Shi noticed Fu Huan's slightly resentful eyes, and Hou Xiang slowed down again, leveling with Fu Huan's body, "Little General Fu, don't be nervous, Your Majesty is not a man-eating person. You just need to be calm. What is Your Majesty asking you?" You can answer whatever you want."

Fu Huan bit the bullet and nodded embarrassingly.

"Eunuch, let's go."

"This scenery is not bad, the general must have never seen it in Liaodong. It is not as good as the general..."

"Father-in-law" Fu Huan saw that Hou Xiang was not in a hurry, and was about to interrupt, but didn't want to be interrupted by a more abrupt voice.

"I thought someone was blocking my eyes here. It turned out to be the watchdog next to Zhang Jinzhong." An Huajin raised his hand to signal the sedan chair to stop, covered his forehead with one hand, glanced past Fu Huan without a trace, and stopped at Houxiang. On the body, the words he said were not at all happy, "What are you doing here in a daze, and you can't find the owner? Why don't you even know how to call people. Could it be that Eunuch Zhang taught you like this?"

"Director Security" Hou Xiang replied with a smirk, and lowered his body to call people.

Cursing secretly in my heart, it's really unlucky how this evil spirit followed me.

"En." An Huajin responded casually, and buckled the armrest of the sedan chair with one hand. The person who carried the sedan chair got the order and dropped the sedan chair.

Hou Xiang thought that this person was going to leave, but when he looked up, he saw that the person had already arrived in front of him.

Taking a step back vigilantly, he began to stutter, his body lowered, "Director Security?"

Looking up, An Huajin didn't look at him, his eyes were more on the people behind him.

He breathed a sigh of relief, let Fu Huan introduce: "This is the daughter of General Liaodong, General Fu, and General Manager An also knows about it."

"General, this is Eunuch An, who is in charge of the Palace Supervisor."

When the words fell, Fu Huan happened to raise his head to meet An Huajin's gaze, before he could say anything.

I just heard the person in front of me with a good-looking face say something casual, "I don't know."

Just as he was about to say the words, he was forced to turn a corner abruptly, curled his lips into a faint smile, alienated and polite, and unconsciously put his hand on the saber at his waist, "Eunuch An, I am the daughter of the Fu family, Fu Huan."

Fu Huan follows good behavior like a stream, and immediately decided to act along with him.

An Huajin nodded perfunctorily when he heard the words, as if he didn't want to give Fu Huan any more eyes, turned his head and asked Houxiang, "Your Majesty summoned you?"

"Well, Your Majesty is still waiting for the general in the palace." Hou Xiang replied immediately after receiving the look.

"It just so happens that I have something to ask His Majesty, so I'll take him there." An Huajin ordered without rebuttal, with a light lift of his right hand, the servant waiting beside him was ordered to leave.

"This?" Hou Xiang was reluctant, "I'm afraid it's not good, Eunuch Zhang is still waiting for me?"

"Why?" An Huajin's eyes brightened, "I heard that my father-in-law likes the flowers here. My father-in-law gave you a chance to enjoy the flowers. Do you want to refuse?"

"Don't dare..." Hou Xiang kept silent, and replied somewhat resignedly, his clothes were soaked in sweat for a moment.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Fu Huan shook his head helplessly when he saw An Huajin's aggressive appearance.Unable to only step forward to clear the siege.

"Eunuch, it's getting late, let's go there quickly." While speaking, she didn't stay idle, she stepped forward and half blocked An Huajin behind her, and smiled at him in relief.

Hou Xiang's trembling body paused first, and then he caught sight of An Huajin's ugly face from the corner of his eye. After waiting for a while, he didn't hear him make a sound.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Fu Huan gratefully.

That's how things came to an end.

palace garden.

"Your Majesty, people from the Fu family have arrived." Zhang Jinzhong heard the news from Houxiang, and after seeing a few dazed figures outside the palace garden from a distance, he bent over to the bright yellow figure sitting in the center, and whispered.

King Zhou put down the wine glass upon hearing this, flicked his sleeves, cleared his throat, "Please."

"Please see General Fu." Zhang Jinzhong nodded, took a step back, and the drake opened his throat and said to the outside.

"You can go in now." Hearing the voice, Hou Xiang turned his head and told Fu Huan who was waiting at the side.

"En." Fu Huan nodded, and was about to step forward when he was stopped and raised his eyes strangely.

"General Fu, this..." He pointed to the long sword hanging from Fu Huan's waist, "Let this slave keep it for you first."

Fu Huan frowned following his gaze, but still untied the sword and handed it to him, "Thank you, Eunuch."

After that, he turned and walked in.

Halfway through, An Huajin left with an excuse, so he had long since disappeared.

Hou Xiang took the sword with both hands, and seeing Fu Huan's relaxed posture, he didn't think much about it, but just as he took the hand, he abruptly made him take a few steps back. Had a big somersault.

The sound was not loud, but it caused Fu Huan, who was walking forward, to stop, glanced at the red corner of his clothes in front of him, turned his head and nodded apologetically, "I'm in trouble."

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