Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

Ming Ju smacked his lips pretending to be regretful: "Tsk, your temperament is just following your proud father. It's a pity that Lin Xici's final ending is not very good. Do you want to repeat his mistakes?"

At this time, Junziyou was covered in cold sweat from the pain, his face was pale, he could only squeeze out an unwilling refutation from between his teeth: "Get out..." His voice was weak, and his momentum was not enough to intimidate people.

"You father and son should never have provoked an eunuch, especially a 'big' eunuch like me who can make you want to die. If I can kill you, I can save you. So merciful that he was played around by that dead man Lin Xici in the end, I am not the same as him."

As he spoke, Ming Ju stretched out a finger, and raised the man's chin provocatively, his eyes full of amusement.

"From now on, I will not give you a life-saving antidote, unless...you are willing to exchange it with me for something equivalent. I am looking forward to your commitment to me, begging for joy in order to survive , I hope you don’t waste the rest of your life, live a more sloppy life and be happier, there is no need to guard yourself like a jade.”

In the last sentence, he paused word by word, and his voice was clear. After finishing speaking, he mercilessly pushed Jun Ziyou away, letting him fall powerlessly.

However, before the man landed, he was carried away, and without waiting for Ming Prison to react, a heavy blow hit him on the face, and immediately a bruise appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This strength, this touch...

"King Jin? Why, are you reluctant to part with your old lover?"

Xiao Beicheng glanced quietly at Junziyou who took the opportunity to cuddle in his arms, and tentatively touched his heart, but was patted away by Junziyou who was pretending to be dead, "Why, let him touch it or not? ?”

Turning around, he snorted impatiently at Ming Prison, "It is not up to an eunuch to comment on this king's private affairs. To borrow a saying from Lord Lin back then, 'A slave for a day, a slave for a lifetime', be a good slave and keep your mouth shut." , and fuck off."

"Lin Xi resigned back then..."

"I'm always thinking about everything that happened before and after Mr. Lin's life. Why don't you go down to accompany him when you think about him so much?"

"Of course it's because I don't want to part with his stunning orphan. Junziyou will commit himself to you... Tsk tsk, it's a waste of money for you to use. It's a good thing for nothing."

But now that he has met Xiao Beicheng, Ming Prison has no reason to provoke him only on obscure matters. He raised his hand and pointed at the gentleman who was trembling in his arms and was sweating profusely, and smiled slyly, "Remember, once There is a limit of one month, if he does not take the antidote after one month, he will definitely die."

After finishing speaking, he performed lightness kung fu and walked away with the wind.

At this time, Jun Ziyou, who was stiff and upright, completely relaxed, leaned on Xiao Beicheng's shoulder, and rubbed his chest that was still hurting.

It hurts...it hurts, it's a pain that is worse than life.

He persisted in raising his eyes, only to see Xiao Beicheng was staring at him with sad and helpless eyes, although he didn't say a word, but his full words were written on his face, there was no need to repeat them.

Looking at Xiao Beicheng who was serious and sad for him, Junziyou burst out laughing, pushed the man away symbolically, and said with a relaxed smile: "You lied to me, how can you kill me if you poke it? I was made of dough..."

Before he finished speaking, he vomited blood again with a "woo", and now he really couldn't pretend anymore, and sat on the ground, unable to walk or stand up, with a few loose forehead hairs in front of his eyes Floating and floating, silently mocking his stubbornness.

"I just took you under the knife and fed Ning Xindan in front of the officials. You are not afraid. Is it a poison that kills you immediately after taking it?"

Xiao Beicheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and did not speak slowly until he looked less scary.

"You haven't the guts to kill his family in front of the emperor. Many of them are newcomers who don't know much about the case back then, and don't even know about Lin Xici. You can't be guilty of killing irrelevant innocents. What’s more, I think your stuff is a dumpling made of tangerine peel, sour and bitter in the mouth, without the stimulation of the entrance of the pill.”

Jun Ziyou covered his chest and smiled, "But the person I most wanted to see didn't come, but instead, an annoying eunuch came."

"Si Ye...it is impossible for him to come to see you. The part related to him was deliberately cut out in the old master's narration, whether it was Master Lin's reason against him or the fact that he concealed the matter after Master Lin's death. kinds."

"It turns out that the tail I noticed that day was the young master... Anyway, it doesn't matter. Anyway, after tonight, the officials of the Manchu court will be afraid of me from the bottom of their hearts. Just because of the emperor's wanton behavior and acquiescence to me tonight attitude, some people have to bow their heads to me."

He breathed a sigh of relief, insisted on standing up, swayed left and right for a few steps before standing still, took his hand out of Xiao Beicheng's palm, and waved to the person, "It's too late, I'm going back, thank you for your concern , I hope that next time we have a tryst, there won't be a lifeless eunuch messing up the situation."

"It's like an underground affair. Why, can't this king get it on the table?" The man was about to leave, but Xiao Beicheng grabbed him and nearly pulled him back, "Wait, I I have something to ask you, in the Hou Mansion that day, were you playing a show, or..."

Jun Ziyou didn't answer his words, and after a short silence, he turned around, with emotions that Xiao Beicheng couldn't understand in his eyes.

"At that time, I was just a poor son named Lin Fengchi who learned the truth about the death of his biological father and hated all the enemies who gave our family shame. He angered the son of the enemy indiscriminately, and wished he could avenge the murder of his father with his own hands, but Another soul in the body called Junziyou inspired all the goodwill he had in this life, blocked his sword hand, and told him: 'This person is my lover, no matter what the truth is, I am willing to protect it with my body '."

He paused for a moment, forgetting the bright moon quietly hanging from the west, and continued: "Back then, the eldest princess was soft-hearted and let me live. Now, Lin Fengchi will give you back the life I owe you."

The next day, Jiang Linyuan came as promised, and before he entered the door, he heard Junzi swimming inside shouting from a long distance: "Ouch! My God! Hey!!" I was still thinking about what's wrong, maybe it's from today's pickle A dehydrated Houttuynia cordata was picked out of the dish, making this uncle feel bad?

Pushing the door open and looking inside, this guy who was running around in a hurry in the courtyard, moving stones to see the cracks, shoveling snow and touching the ground, was simply cultivating.

"My lord, you are..."

"stop!"

He took this step, but before his feet fell, Jiang Linyuan was called to stop, and almost fell to the side because of instability. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a dark phantom rushing to his feet, and hurriedly lifted the hem of his clothes and shook, and saw A black cat the size of a palm hooked its paws to the inside of his official uniform, hanging entirely on his body, staring at him eagerly with its big blue eyes.

"This……"

"Ouch! Why are you drilling everywhere? That's Li Xiang's seat, it's precious, should you go!"

Junzi scolded, but the movement of picking up the cat was very soft and soft, not like his tone at all.

Seeing the bewildered face of the visitor, he explained mercifully, "Xiaohei and Xiaobai's youngest son is called 'Ouch'. The gray one is just the second child, called 'My God', and the white one is the eldest son." , called 'Hey Hey'."

Jiang Linyuan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but sigh that the seemingly old-fashioned "Xiao Hei" and "Xiao Bai" were already the most elegant and pleasant names Jun Ziyou had ever obtained.

He carefully pinched the nape of the cat's neck, and handed the little thing into Jun Ziyou's hands, and the man smoothed his fur as if holding a baby, and looked Jiang Linyuan up and down, seeing that he was disheveled and disheveled, But he was holding an undamaged scroll in his hand, which meant that he had rushed back from the Jingling fire scene.

Entering the house with the cat in his arms, Jun Ziyou leaned on the soft couch and drank two mouthfuls of the fresh chicken soup stewed in the dining room perfunctorily, smacked his lips tastelessly, and stretched out his hand towards Jiang Linyuan.

The latter made a mistake, so he handed over the scroll. Unexpectedly, the man glared at him and kicked him, "Where is the person I want?"

Jiang Linyuan sighed and sat aside, there was nothing he could do about him, "My lord, who would dare to give you away under the eyes of the prince? I don't want to die at home tomorrow, why don't you use this Make do with it?" He clapped his hands as he spoke, and staggered into another person from outside the door.

The man was obviously still asleep, with bruises under his eyes, as if he had been punched twice, he kept yawning, and it took a lot of effort to open his eyes a little, and it took him a long time to see the two people in front of him clearly. Symbolically waving to Junziyou, "Hey, isn't this Mr. Jun Taifu? It's empty and cold, isn't it? Do you think it's okay if I come to warm the quilt?"

Good guy, who is this?Jiang Yanqing, come to cure his illness or kill him?

Jun Ziyou stared at Jiang Linyuan without saying a word, his eyes seemed to be gouging out two holes in someone's body, his molars creaked after biting, obviously his dream of finding a young and good-looking little guard was ruined, which made him very upset .

"Don't be angry that I failed to make you wish. It's not easy to find someone who does things sincerely these days. The prince and Shen Ci grew up together and have a lifelong friendship. Finding an outsider casually is incomparable. Why don't you let Dr. Jiang, who can take care of your illness, be with you, you said that's the case?"

"...It's you big-headed ghost, just this monster, with a knife resting on my neck, he will only run away, expecting him to save my life, why not 'ouch', 'oh my god' and 'hey'."

Jiang Yanqing was not happy to hear his words, "Tsk, you are looking down on me, have you tried two tricks?"

"Roll, squat at the door, I feel upset when I see you." Looking at Jiang Linyuan's desolation, Junzi Youzi wanted to ask about Jingling's situation first, "How about it, didn't you burn the flat peaches planted by the dutiful son? "

"You pinch the fire at the right time and calculate the amount of oil poured in. Even if the people who put out the fire are too slow, you won't lose control. As you wish, Mr. Lin's golden nanmu coffin is the closest to the source of the fire. His bones were all burnt to ashes, and when the scene was cleaned up, the officials personally carried them into the porcelain vase."

Junzi You held back his serious face, took the scroll that was so hard to save from him, slowly spread it out, and said: "Back then Xiangli Sansi's promise to Mr. Lin could not be fulfilled because of his death. Today, I will forget it." But their regrets, let their spirits rest in peace in heaven."

A sitting portrait of a young man was painted on the full-length scroll, not as dignified as the appearance of the ancestors enshrined in the ancestral hall, but rather unkempt.

In the painting, Lin Xici doesn't have his hair tied up. His long black hair is casually draped over his shoulders, and the few strokes of bangs hanging on his forehead are slightly curved, adding a touch of feminine charm to his beautiful face.

When the artist drew this picture, he was leaning against the table and studying a game of dead chess. Perhaps on a whim, he wanted to tease this seemingly serious and abstinent, gentle scum who behaved with a certain degree of restraint, and aroused the inner scum in his heart. A giant python that can swallow a person whole, including the belt and bone, he lightly licked the tip of his index finger, raised his white and slender jade feet, and made an inviting gesture to the person, but the painter kept this scene intact was recorded.

"Whose handwriting do you think this portrait is?"

"The first emperor, Xiao Heyan." Jun Ziyou sighed and shook his head, "I think Mr. Lin is a person who can control his mouth, his heart, and his lower body. He will not behave to any man or woman except his lover. Showing a casual side, and this painting was created after he confessed his love to the late Emperor, and before Concubine Yue entered the palace and made them divorce."

After seeing the portrait and seeing the splendor of his deceased father with his own eyes, Jun Ziyou was at the bottom of his mind, and threw the scroll into the charcoal brazier with a blank expression.

This action frightened Jiang Linyuan, he rushed to rescue the last thought Lin Xici left behind for his son, but before he could fish it out of the flames, Junziyou slapped him on the back of his hand lightly with a fan.

"I've said it before. Dead people and dead things should rest in peace. If you don't forget them, you still hope to get some kind of response. Counting the time, he will be older than me after reincarnation. There is nothing to remember."

"But……"

"It's nothing good. I don't care about the traces that person left for him. If I think about him, I will feel dirty and disgusting."

The flames jumped onto the drawing paper, started to burn from the face of the person in the painting, and gradually spread, devouring all the faded pen and ink, leaving only a mass of ashes that could shatter when touched.

Jun Ziyou was not sorry, he stirred it up with a poker, and then he calmed down, and continued to ask: "How is the court, did you come today just to give me a portrait that should have been burned more than 20 years ago?" Bar?"

Jiang Linyuan shrugged slightly, unable to figure out whether he really didn't care, or whether he suppressed the heartache and cut off all his thoughts, no matter which one, it made people feel very distressed.

He settled down and took a deep breath, "The ministers are naturally dissatisfied with you being the crown prince, but they have to swallow their anger because of your 'reassurance pill'. In comparison, they are still more dissatisfied with the emperor's appointment The second prince is the crown prince, although this matter has long been settled, but bringing it up at this inappropriate time will inevitably make people suspect that the emperor's move is to pave the way for you, you have to be more cautious."

As soon as he finished speaking, before Jun Ziyou had time to say something ugly, he heard the guard at the door come to report: "My lord, the Prince's car has arrived and is already waiting outside the door. Do you want to go and have a look?"

Jiang Linyuan became nervous when he heard this, he had never heard that the prince would go out of the palace today, fearing that there would be fraud, he went out first to find out the truth.

In contrast, Jun Ziyou seemed too calm, moved his Jin Gui's butt a little, pulled a fleece blanket to cover his body, was stunned by the cold wind blowing through the crack of the door, and his teeth chattered.

"This Jiang Linyuan's tail is too long, he doesn't even know how to close the door...Ah Choo!"

Sneezing very fittingly, Jiang Yanqing pretended to kick the charcoal brazier towards him, drank tea leisurely, and didn't care about the honorable prince who was favored yesterday and became the crown prince.

The two looked at each other, and they understood each other's intentions. One was relying on himself to become a grand tutor, and even the crown prince had to respectfully bow his head and call him "teacher", while the other just really looked down on the palace. These spoiled vases.

The time Junzi crossed his legs and wiped his nose with a handkerchief, the crown prince had already arrived, and before meeting him, he bowed three times outside the door, "Student Xiao Junze, meet the teacher."

After saying hello, the crown prince knelt on the ground and didn't hear the movement inside for a long time. He was puzzled, and he was afraid that this was the first exam question for beginners, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

Kneeling for a while, Xiao Junze's arms were sore, and he didn't see any response from his mentor, he didn't even fart, and he couldn't figure it out, so he looked at Jiang Linyuan for help.

The latter also couldn't figure out what kind of tricks that person was up to, so he just said: "Your Excellency has always been in poor health. Recently, he lacks energy and is a little lethargic. Maybe he has been out for a while now..." The following words are not straight-forward. Said, but what he said with his mouth was obviously the word "dizzy...".

Xiao Junze had heard about the teacher he had never met before, and he knew that he had a three-day minor illness and five-day serious illness. To use an ugly folk saying to describe it, it was made of tofu slag mixed with farts, and it would fall apart when touched .

At first he was puzzled, not knowing why his father would choose such a frustrating thing that would disappear at any time as his teacher, but later he learned from his mother and concubine that it was the one who solved the mystery of the harem and saved their mother and child a few years ago. Jun Shaoqing, the worries in my heart were slightly dispelled.

But when we met for the first time today, he still felt that this person was not very reliable, "This... the teacher's body, is it okay? I heard that the teacher is weak, and today the concubine asked me to bring the imperial ginseng to make up for the teacher. , Xiao Chenzi, quickly ask the people below to send the things to the dining room, and make a bowl of fresh soup for the teacher."

After saying this, there was movement in the room, "No way! No way to drink!"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and it brushed against Xiao Junze's tall nose bridge, and the people inside rushed out like a gust of wind, they didn't notice their feet for a while, and tripped over his legs, as a result, both of them fell to the ground .

Before Xiao Junze realized what happened, he was pressed to the ground and couldn't move.

"His Royal Highness! His Royal Highness—"

Before the person involved could respond, the palace servants below panicked and hurriedly helped him up. They saw two lines of nosebleeds on Jun Ziyou's face, and he touched it in a daze, not sure if he had lost his head. He actually rubbed the blood on his hand on Xiao Junze's python robe that had been stored in the bottom of the box for several years before it could see the light of day...

The author has something to say: Ming prison, I suspect that you are not good enough in the connotation of the prince, and the evidence is solid, come out and be beaten!

Thanks to Princess Jin's cute fan for donating a mine, thank you for feeding! !

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