Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

A big fire caused people to panic, and a person who shouldn't appear made everyone confused.

The Luhua Banquet made Manchao's civil and military hearts go up and down several hurdles with the development of the incident. Some older officials couldn't stand the stimulation and had already started to feel short of breath.

But it is rare to have such an opportunity. Junziyou didn't want to let the adults off for the time being. Seeing that everyone's thoughts were flying to the fire scene, he finally sat down and knocked on the table with his knuckles with a smile. The sound was quiet, but it was enough to make everyone Nervous.

"Actually, I shouldn't be the one to say this, but I'm not the only one who was reinstated as an official today. It would be unreasonable for me to occupy all the happiness."

As he said that, he clapped his hands, and there was a rustling sound from the screen behind Emperor Yuan. The sound of cloth rubbing was particularly obvious, followed by a "squeak" of the wheel axle turning.

Slowly walking out from behind the screen is a young man, or it is more appropriate to say that he was pushed out in a wheelchair. There is no doubt that this man is Li Ying, who has retired from officialdom for many years, and the person serving behind him , it was Jiang Linyuan who had not been present and was taken by King Jin.

The other people were beating their hearts at the moment, trying to guess the intention of the two people coming out, weighing whether it would affect them if Li Ying returned to the phase. He looked messy, not to mention that Jiang Linyuan was full of contentment. Although the banquet hadn't had time to take a bite, he had already been fed by more important things.

Jun Ziyou couldn't help admiring that these two men were really hard-bodied men, who dared to do this indecent thing of putting their head in the thigh under the eyes of the king of a country through only a half-transparent screen. In the end, are they done or not?

After everyone was shocked, Li Ying's condition recovered a little bit, and the gentleman and tourist bowed to Emperor Yuan like a dog, "Your Majesty, the person you want, I will invite you back."

Originally, Emperor Yuan didn't expect him to persuade Li Ying to change his mind. He is the emperor, and it's enough to lose face if he hasn't persuaded this iron tree after three years of persuasion. Scalding his roots, instead, let him blossom and bear fruit. This is a good thing, and there is nowhere to put the old face of the king of a country.

However, compared with Li Ying's return to the court, the little face he lost is nothing, and maybe he can get the reputation of being a virtuous corporal who is thirsty for talents if it is spread out. The murderous look in his eyes eased a bit, and he ordered someone to clear up an empty seat in the upper position. Li Ying collapsed there, and was half a body taller than the officials kneeling on the ground below, and the status gap was immediately highlighted. .

Now Jun Ziyou was satisfied, put his hands on his knees, looked around, and saw many familiar faces, including the old Hou Ye Qin Yu who had a stern old face that was incompatible with the panic-stricken crowd, and some who had met with him before. Ye Lanchen, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, who was not compatible with him, but now willing to humbly beg him for help.

Speaking of Ye Lanchen, what did that kid Chi Di say...

Before he thought about whether that dog's nonsense was true or false, Ye Lanchen turned his head and coughed.

He suppressed his voice, which was not obvious in the hall, but it caused a great burden on his body. After holding it for a while, he blushed and covered his mouth with a handkerchief, but he vomited a mouthful of blood When he came out, his fingers were stained red.

Jun Ziyou was very shocked. It seems that the old boy Chi Min "abandoned the dark and turned to the bright" for no reason. Judging from Ye Lanchen's situation, he has been ill for at least a few years. If you have to count the time, it was probably three years ago When the gentleman was away from the capital, and the officials sitting near him all looked accustomed to it, it seemed that he had been ill for a long time, and he would live well in a few days.

"Young Master, Master Shaoqing?"

Jiang Linyuan reminded in a low voice, Junziyou suddenly came back to his senses, looked at dozens of pairs of eyes staring at him eagerly, and waited for him to let him go, and he also had some bad thoughts in his heart, wanting to give these people a face-to-face A little lesson for the bastard.

He clapped his hands, and immediately a group of court ladies drove straight in, each of them stopped in front of a senior official, with a brocade box on the tray in their hands.

"I have prepared gifts for the distinguished guests present. They smell of alcohol, so be careful on the way back. This Ningxin Dan can protect the liver and intestines from being corroded by alcohol, and it can prolong life if taken for a long time. My lords, won't you give me face? ?”

There are many people who are lucky and want to sneak under Jun Ziyou's nose. The room is already ready to move, and even the numb buttocks have moved from the mat.

Seeing this, Junziyou slapped the table with a "slap", so scared that no one dared to move rashly, staring at him with rogue eyes, afraid that he would be the one targeted.

At this time, killing chickens and monkeys is the simplest and most effective way to frighten people.

Jun Ziyou sneered, and sneered at someone in the seat, "King Jin, why do you sneak a step towards the door?"

Xiao Beicheng, who was pinching a piece of bland hibiscus chicken into his mouth with his chopsticks: "..."

"King Jin, I know you have been upset with me for a long time, but this is a gift I prepared for the guests at the Luhua Banquet. Even if you don't want to accept it, don't spoil my heart."

"...Junziyou, you are looking for trouble, right?"

"Fart, don't know what's good or bad about dog things, eat them for me!"

Before Xiao Beicheng could utter the second half of his curse, Junziyou jumped up, snatched the Ning Xin Dan from the hand of the maid, and fed it to Xiao Beicheng. Pushing it out, unexpectedly the man yelled in a serious manner: "Oh, my illness is still not cured, how can you hit someone with your hands, King Jin?"

Xiao Beicheng was taken aback for a moment, and while he was still in a daze, the gentleman swung his eyes and hands quickly, and directly stuffed the elixir into his mouth, then poured half a pot of wine into him along the corner of his mouth, and forced the elixir the size of a fingernail After feeding him, he choked so much that he coughed for a long time, but he couldn't spit it out.

"You... are you serious?"

Jun Ziyou didn't answer his words, got up and looked around again, with a smile on his face, but there was a trace of murderous aura visible to the naked eye around his body.

He asked: "Is there any adult who needs Jun to feed the medicine himself? I used to serve my father before, and I am happy to do this little thing for you. Who else has his own ideas like King Jin?"

Where did the ministers dare to speak out, they turned their eyes to Emperor Yuan for help, thinking in their minds that the Emperor Ninety-Five Supreme is here, so they can't let a young man who has just returned to the court do anything wrong?

Realizing that the atmosphere was not right, Emperor Yuan pretended to be a drunkard, and poured half a glass of wine on Huan Yi's body, groaning and returning to the palace, he slipped away like a rabbit, and let his group of good friends go. Aiqing stares at the gentleman here.

The man kept smiling, "Who else needs Jun's help?"

In the end, except for Ye Lanchen, none of them could escape Jun Ziyou's clutches and were forced to swallow his Ning Xin Pill. Counting with their fingers, there are still a few days left after this thing is swallowed. It's a good job, and they all went back to the house in fear.

As for the reason why Ye Lanchen didn't take the medicine, it was very simple. He vomited blood so badly, not to mention the medicine pill, it was difficult to feed even half a drop of water. As soon as Emperor Yuan walked away, Junziyou ordered someone to take him to his house and settle him down. .

It's also a narrow road to Yuanjia, and it just so happens that there is no one around him, and the only one who can breathe and has grown limbs is Chi Min, who came with Pidianpidian, but this traitorous dog still inevitably has to deal with his Master Ye.

All the ministers dispersed with their own concerns, seeing off the last old man, Jun Ziyou stood in front of the court, with his hands folded in his sleeves, looking at the blazing Jingling in the distance.

Behind him, a black shadow was approaching him, slowly raised his hand, hanging on the back of his neck for a moment, and was about to fall when he said, "Eunuch Huan, should I say long time no see, or should I say... …first meet?"

Looking back, the person behind him was indeed Huan Yi, who was tall and straight, his appearance had not changed, and he was still mature and steady.

Jun Ziyou took a glass of wine casually, brought it to his lips, waved it, and threw it at the other party with a raised hand.

Huan Yi was not annoyed by being drenched in the cold, he chuckled lightly, and flicked the wine dripping on the skirt of his clothes with Lanhua fingers, soon the fake mask on his face was lifted under the soaking of wine The edge was cut off, and it was simply torn off.

To Jun Ziyou's surprise, the face covered by this thin layer of sex is young and handsome, with a straight nose, prominent cheekbones, and slightly sunken eye sockets. Such three-dimensional features are not the appearance of people from the Central Plains.

"Your Majesty Jun has really good eyesight. I am ashamed of myself. Although you are the young minister of Dali Temple, you will always notice some details that are difficult for others to notice, but I still want to ask a question, where is the truth?"

"You lean forward too much."

Junziyou took a step and walked around behind "Huan Yi", patted his back, and touched his knee with his toe.

"It's easy for people to see that you are a tall and tall person. You have deliberately lowered your height by bending your knees. In this way, whether you are standing, walking or sitting, your upper body will inevitably lean forward, and the degree is obviously similar to the old man's hunchback. Different."

"Huan Yi" clapped his hands, and expressed his admiration for Jun Ziyou's reasoning: "Sure enough, it is Jun Shaoqing who was once famous in the capital. I admire, admire."

"Where is Huan Yi? Or as the real Huan Yi's replacement, where is the eunuch who used to be called 'Xiaoer' now?"

"Have you even guessed this? Jun Shaoqing, you really gave me too many surprises. Yes, the second master is indeed the former factory owner. Lin Xici put the deadly poison on Yigong Huan before he died. , until he died, he couldn't find a solution, and finally sat cross-legged in the secret room of Xichang. It was not until seven years later, when Emperor Xianzong died, that the second master saw his body, and followed his suicide note, grooming Cheng Huan, as he was before his death, commanded the East and West Second Plants, helped King Mu ascend the throne, and took charge of the power."

"Unfortunately, they are all mortal fetuses. No one can transcend birth, old age, sickness and death. He himself was also plagued by serious diseases. After three years of struggling in the Compassionate Ning Palace, he finally died."

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are difficult to overcome, and people's hearts are even more unpredictable. If he really died of illness, there would not be so many troubles. Now that the power of Dongxichang has been reduced and merged into Yiluan Division, it will no longer have the original function. When I saw a masked, brand-new 'Huan Yi' appearing in front of me, I didn't panic, I didn't have any accidents, and I easily accepted the fact that I came out of the rivers and lakes in place of the two seniors."

After talking for a long time without getting to the point, Jun Ziyou yawned and lost his patience, "To make a long story short, which leek, radish, and garlic are you?"

"I am... your future husband."

Hearing these words, Jun Ziyou choked on a wine hiccup in his chest, almost holding his breath.He sized this person up and felt that he had been molested too easily.

"Me?" He pointed to his nose, then tapped the other person's chest, wishing he could poke him out of the way with one finger, "Pull it apart. Have you seen any virtues of yourself? Take your third article Pull your legs out for a walk? The eunuchs want to sleep with me, it’s really strange, did a sow climb a tree today?"

The more he felt that this person was unreasonable, Junziyou turned around and left, unexpectedly, the man was so powerful, he pulled him by the wrist and brought him back, before he could yell at him, he pressed his hand on...

Junziyou was stunned, embarrassed and flustered, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but the strength of the opponent's strangling him almost crushed his bones, and if he dared to pull his hand, he chopped off his claws .

"Is it hard..."

The corner of Junzi's mouth twitched.

"No matter how bad it is, he is still bigger than the Central Plains people. I can give you ten or a hundred times the joy Xiao Beicheng gave you."

"Let go... let go..."

"Tell me yourself, am I an eunuch? How can you let me go if the giant is so close at hand, wandering around like you?" Having said that, "Huan Yi" leaned down, leaned close to Junziyou's ear, and stuck out the tip of his tongue. Licking his earlobe lightly, "Choose me, I will let you fuck every night."

"Sh, let go, it's purple, numb, and unconscious!"

"Huan Yi" looked down, only to realize that the constriction was too tight, the man's hand had been drawn into a chicken claw, and if he didn't stop, he might become a one-handed cripple before he died.

"Huan Yi" couldn't bear it, so he pressed hard, put his numb right hand on the palm, kneaded gently, the body temperature passed from the fingertips, before it was warm enough, he pulled his hand and smiled stiffly.

"You'd better save it, I can't bear it. If you fuck me to death on the bed, tomorrow the crown prince who has no real name with me will have to wear sackcloth and filial piety. Where do you want the emperor's face?"

Naturally, "Huan Yi" didn't expect to be able to convince him of his love with just a few words, so he blew a kiss to him very ambiguously, and wrapped his arms around his shoulders. Forcibly pushed it out, but he still left his love words while the corner of his lips brushed against the man's ear: "I am waiting for you at any time, waiting for your lord to change his mind. Remember, my name is Ming Prison."

His obscene teasing made Jun Ziyou disgusted from the bottom of his heart, he raised his leg and kicked him away, and sneered: "I don't think there is any romance with someone who wants to kill me. I don't care if Miaofajiao is yours What kind of demon law, if you dare to endanger the lives of the people of Dayuan, you should be killed."

Mingyu smiled and pretended to be stupid: "Master Jun, what are you talking about?"

"The four corpses infused with wax oil were just a cover for religious behavior. From the very beginning, your purpose was to kill me. Ever since I pretended to be dead and fled the capital, your eyeliner has never let me go. You knew that I would definitely intervene in this case, and you created the opportunity to temporarily store the body in Shuntian Mansion, and burn me to ashes with a fire, you are so scheming."

Ming Prison stood up straight and was more than a head taller than Jun Zi You, if he wanted to look at him at the same level, he had to bend down and get close to him.

He still had an obnoxious smile on his face, and just as he opened his mouth, Jun Ziyou slapped him on the mouth, not light or heavy, but for someone like him who loves beauty like his life But it's an insult to personality.

Mingju suddenly withdrew his smile, lowered his expression, put his hand on Junziyou's chest, pinpointed his Achilles' heel, and pressed hard on his heart, the pain caused the man's eyes to turn black, and his breath stagnated in his chest. He barely managed to catch his breath, and what followed was heart-wrenching pain that radiated from the pain point to his whole body.

Jun Ziyou's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood gushed out immediately, his legs were weak, his feet were unsteady, and he staggered and fell forward.

He instinctively wanted to avoid the gentle scum who was grinning at him, and would rather fall into the mud and snow in embarrassment than have any physical contact with this person, but before he landed, he was caught by the waist, Hug away.

Ming Prison didn't make any further moves, he straightened him upright like a human being, patted his shoulder, and brushed his fingertips over his chest intentionally or unintentionally, before he was pushed away by Jun Ziyou before he had finished touching it.

The author has something to say: The prince's rival in love has come to the door, but fortunately there are not many scenes, otherwise he will be drowned in vinegar.

Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~