The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

Hibiscus tent (10)

After drinking a glass of unknown poisoned wine, Shu Le felt that he was still in good health, and it was no problem climbing the wall to flirt with girls.

He put the small wine glass back on the flat plate, reached out and took off the jade hairpin from the hair bun and stuffed it in: "It's really hard to trouble your father-in-law over at this late hour. I wonder if Your Majesty has already rested?"

The main task of Fuquan on this trip was to watch Shu Le pour this glass of wine into his stomach. Before coming here, he thought of several tricks what to do if Shu Le didn't drink, but he didn't expect the empress to be so stupid and sweet.

Eunuch Fuquan was in a good mood. After accepting the hairpin, he spoke to Shu Le: "Your Majesty will join the empress's elder brother in three days' time to set up a southern expedition together. Has the empress heard about it?"

Shu Le thought to himself that not only did I hear it with my own ears, but I also took the little emperor with me.

So Shu Le showed a friendly smile, nodded and said, "Your Majesty is studying how to deal with the enemy in the Imperial Study Room?"

Fuquan has been by Zhou Sui's side for many years, and he has guessed the thoughts of women too thoroughly.

Hearing the meaning of Shu Wanyi's words, she must have wanted to make a bowl of soup, and went to see His Majesty before he left.

And His Majesty will probably not refuse in the face of General Shu Le.

Thinking of this, Fu Quan slightly nodded at Shu Le, neither affirming nor denying, led the two palace servants behind him out of Fengqi Palace, and walked towards the emperor's imperial study.

In the imperial study room brightly lit by candles, Zhou Sui, who was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, was really studying the war in the southwest overnight.

My own people came to my door from thousands of miles away, and it would be a very embarrassing thing for any emperor of any dynasty or generation.

After the court went down that day, Zhou Sui directly sent Yushi to the post station in front of him, and handed over all the papers that had been suppressed in the southwest.

Every sentence of the accusation in the book is full of tears, and every word is full of tears.

Zhou Sui was so angry that he wanted to call the Southwest prefect back to Beijing to behead him on the spot, but was stopped by Lin Jitong.

This matter has a lot to do with the matter. The war in the Southwest has been going on for a long time, but no one has communicated it. This is clearly because the officials are protecting each other, and they are in collusion. It is difficult to convince the public by laying off only one person.

The southwest is indeed densely covered with hills and forests, the terrain is extremely undulating, and it is easy to defend but difficult to attack. It is a tough bone no matter how you look at it.

Although Zhou Sui was familiar with the art of war under the guidance of the Taifu since he was a child, when he came to the real chapter, he found that everything had become a theory, and none of it was applicable.

With a splitting headache, Zhou Sui threw down the topographic map, narrowed his eyes, and couldn't help but think of Shu Le's eloquent talk in court.

"—Don't worry, my colleagues, I, Shu Le, hereby issue a military order to ensure that His Majesty is safe and sound, and that the mountains and rivers of the Zhou Dynasty will remain the same after me!"

That man, like his sister, has a pair of beautiful eyes that can speak well.

——It's just that the Shu family father and son have too much military power in their hands, so they have to guard against it.

Fuquan happened to walk to the door, bowed to greet him and said, "Your Majesty, the slave is back."

Zhou Sui asked people to come in, and asked casually, "Has she drunk?"

Fuquan paid homage to Zhou Sui, and said respectfully: "Going back to Your Majesty, Your Majesty is very straightforward, she didn't ask any more questions, and just thanked His Majesty for giving me the wine."

The dim candlelight danced on the old topographic map, flickering bright and dark traces, and the crackling sound of the burning wick exploded in the quiet night, making it seem a little noisy.

Zhou Sui always felt as if he was being sternly pulled in his heart, extremely uncomfortable, and subconsciously said: "Go and see again, is the medicine book left by Gao Lang still there?"

Fuquan immediately went to Zangshu Pavilion to check, and reported back: "Your Majesty, don't worry, that medicine book is an important relic of Prime Minister Gao. The slave has ordered people to guard it strictly, and there will be no mistakes."

Prime Minister Gao Lang served as Taifu when Zhou Sui was young, teaching Zhou Sui how to read and write, and also taught him the way of the world.

Later, Gao Lang and Shu Hongyi shared the responsibility of assisting the government. However, Gao Lang was not in good health. Before he died, he called Zhou Sui to his side and told him that if he wanted to become a generation of emperors, he must hold power and destroy the family.

Before Gao Lang passed away, he wrote a word in Zhou Sui's palm.

ruthless.

To become an emperor, one must be cruel.

Although the medicine poured into Shu Wanyi's cup was poisonous, he had an antidote.

And as long as Shu Wanyi is under control, Shu Hongyi and Shu Le will naturally not dare to act rashly.

Zhou Sui stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, and told Fuquan to go down. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something again, and asked, "Did the queen say anything else?"

Fuquan took a sneak look at Zhou Sui's face, and then said tentatively: "Your Majesty asked the servant if you are in the imperial study, and it seems that she is very worried about you, and wants to come and see."

Zhou Sui raised his eyebrows: "Did you tell her?"

Fu Quan hurriedly knelt down and said, "I'm afraid that if you stay up too late alone, the servants won't be able to persuade you, so this is what the empress wants."

Zhou Sui couldn't tell whether he was happy or not, he just glanced at Fuquan: "You are the only one who is clever."

Fu Quan chuckled, and asked for Shu Le: "Then if the Empress Empress comes..."

Zhou Sui waved his hands, pretending to be impatient and said: "When she comes, ask her to come in. She is the queen, so can't she enter the imperial study?"

Fuquan smiled and retreated.

The night was dark, the imperial study room was brightly lit, Zhou Sui waited left and right, from silently thinking that Shu Le might bring him a bowl of heart-warming hot soup until after supper time, there was no one in sight.

And in the Phoenix Palace.

Shu Le sent Fu Quan away, and by the way, after learning that the little emperor would definitely not bother him tonight, he took off the fake breasts and took a shower, then climbed onto the bed with his two long legs bare.

Dongqing has been waiting at the door, and after Fuquan left, she asked the imperial dining room to prepare soup for Shu Le in advance, so that Shu Le could take it with her when she went to find His Majesty.

Until Shu Le slept for half the night, rubbed his eyes and got up, wearing an extremely loose underwear, ready to go back and sleep again.

Before he took two steps, he saw Dongqing standing at the door of the room.

Shu Le was so frightened that he almost dozed off: "Holly, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

There was only one candle burning in the room, and Shu Le only put on a coat casually, exposing his smooth chest.

The loose clothes made his waist appear thinner, and his uniform lines and thin layer of muscles looked extraordinarily attractive.

It's just that there are a few old knife wounds left on the fair skin, but it doesn't destroy the beauty, but it makes people feel a kind of... desire for abuse.

Dongqing subconsciously swallowed her saliva, and was worried that Shu Le would see it, so she immediately lowered her head and said in a hoarse voice: "This subordinate is waiting for you to pack up and go to visit His Majesty."

Shu Le looked confused, and gave him a blank look: "No, it's late at night, why should I watch him if he doesn't sleep?"

I can't go to sleep with him, what's there to see?

Probably just woke up, Shu Le's eyes lost a bit of the usual sharpness and clarity, and looked foggy. Coupled with the ignorance at this time, they looked even more innocent and harmless.

Dongqing even took a step back, and said after a long time: "Didn't you just ask where His Majesty Fuquan is?"

Shu Le: "..."

Shu Le glanced at the dark sky outside the window, took two steps forward, and patted Holly's shoulder heavily.

Then put the two good brothers on Dongqing's shoulders, and Shu Le educated: "Dongqing, this is a human being, if you want to live a good life, you must not be too honest, you know?"

Holly shook her head honestly.

Shu Le looked at the silly boy weighing two hundred catties kindly, and said earnestly, "I don't understand, do I? I don't understand. Let me give you an example. For example, I asked Fuquan just now, where is His Majesty? It's because of the little eunuch It’s been a long journey, so please be polite to him, do you understand?”

holly:"……"

Dongqing understood for a moment, then frowned and said, "It's just a lie?"

Shu Le: "..."

Shu Le sighed: "Forget it, I'm going back to sleep, you can understand it yourself."

After speaking, he turned around specially, and said with a deep expression: "When you understand thoroughly, you will be a real man."

Dongqing: "...the subordinates know."

Shu Le waved his hands, yawned again, rolled back to bed and fell asleep.

The candles in the imperial study were lit all night.

On the second day at Mao, Fu Quan tremblingly woke up Zhou Sui who had fallen asleep by the desk.

Zhou Sui's complexion was very ugly, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to ask, "Did the Queen come last night?"

Fu Quan immediately knelt down again, and said frightenedly: "Back, back to Your Majesty...the Empress, she...she has never been here."

With a dark face, Zhou Sui stood up and gave Fuquan a condescending look, and walked out briskly.

Fuquan: "..." What can he do?He is also very desperate!

The author has something to say: Zhou Sui: Once I was a king...

Shule: Oh.

Zhou Sui: Later, I was tricked by my teacher...

Shule: Oh.

Zhou Sui: I was so wronged that I cried like a [-] catty dog.

Shule: Oh.

Holly: Now I'm a man, Wei Xiao.

Zhou Sui: I'm either killing my rivals in love every day, or on the way to destroying my rivals in love, I can't laugh.