After being dressed as a scumbag, the fascination was reborn

Master Song paused, and seeing his innocent and kind eyes, his heart skipped a beat.

Song Shu is... testing him?

Could it be that he noticed something wrong with him?

According to the virtue of the original owner, he should be surprised at such a time, and then rejoice, and happily kiss him to eat tofu, maybe he wants to do something more extreme.

However, Master Song didn't want his character to be fixed as such a lustful person, but after all, the transformation needs to be gradual, and he couldn't find a reason to refuse.

Isn't it just to test the temperature with your mouth?

The two were facing each other, with a distance of less than one foot. Master Song slowly lowered his hands, lowered his head in Song Shu's smiling expression, and hypnotized himself in a cycle: This is not a smack, this is not a slap, this is not a slap.

Brotherhood Brotherhood Brotherhood.

The slightly cool lips covered the smooth forehead, and they were separated at the touch of a touch. Song Shu's eyes moved slightly in the lowered shadow.

Master Song has already retreated very naturally, and the black robe draws a smooth arc, with a frank smile: "I really haven't tried it, has the fever gone?"

Song Shu suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and said with a light smile: "It should be, I feel much better now."

The two looked at each other, Master Song leaned against the window and faced him, Song Shu changed the subject and asked, "Didn't brother go to father's place? What did father tell you? Are you seriously ill?"

Master Song glanced at him: "It's okay." Not only is it okay, it's alive and kicking.

He paused for a moment, and then said, "Xiaoshu, have you passed the exam?"

Song Shu didn't understand, so he nodded.

"The spring will be opened in March, and the imperial examination will be held at that time. I wish you a title on the gold list." Master Song smiled, "You have been smart since you were a child, and my brother believes in you."

"Prepare for the exam well, don't think about other things, I'm leaving first, go to bed early."

Master Song waved his hand, and didn't answer Song Shu's "What did Dad tell you" from the beginning to the end, turned around and jumped out of the window, and went back under the moonlight.

The windows were wide open, and the cold night wind blew in. Song Shu stood for a long while, except for his arms being scorching hot from the stove, his whole body was blown icy cold.

He thought to himself, if it wasn't a dream, I might have been killed by you on the day of the palace test.

How can he do it all over again, but he feels that nothing is like the development in his dream?

Song Shu paced to close the window, and looked back at the marks he had just made. The scratches on the pillars had already overshadowed the villain and the two characters next to it. out doodles.

It took him a long time to exhale the breath he had choked for a long time: Bai was nervous.

Master Song thought he would sleep very late, but in fact, when he went back this time, perhaps the incense in the room played a role in helping him sleep. He quickly fell asleep and woke up early the next morning, lying on the bed can not fall asleep.

He has adapted to the environment fairly well, the bed board is warmer than he imagined, the stove that has been burning overnight in the room has gradually been extinguished, but the room is still warm and pleasant, the sky is not yet bright, and Master Song is too lazy to get up so early to suffer from the cold , half sat up and took out a letter from a dark compartment at the end of the bed.

The envelope was old, with traces of wax paint left on it, but no signature was left on the cover, but the envelope had already been opened.

He had already read it yesterday, so he naturally knew what was written in it. Before he left, he asked Jingkang King Song Qing for it, saying that he would leave it for Song Shu to read.

The content written in the letter is nothing more than Song Shu's real life experience, the point is not this, the point is that the person who wrote the letter is the emperor's concubine, Fang Guifei, Fang Fu, who was once favored for a while.

Why do you say once?

Because this imperial concubine was only a flash in the pan in the harem of three thousand beauties. Fortunately, among so many women, she was the only one who had been favored by the emperor for several years. Unfortunately, this favor came and went suddenly.

In the eighth year of entering the palace, she hanged herself in the cold palace.

Song Shu's biological mother is Fang Fu.But she was already dead, and no one could prove Song Shu's identity, except for the letter that was brought to King Jingkang when she sent Song Shu out of the palace.

The Song family has exhausted its vigor, but with Song Shu, an authentic son of the royal family, as long as Song Shu reminisces about his old love in the future, he will not be able to lack the glory and wealth of the Song family after ascending to the throne.

The premise is that Song Shu is willing to be the person who grabs the dragon chair.

Master Song remembered that Song Shu in the original book knew his identity, quickly overthrew the imperial power of the dynasty with a strange speed, directly added a yellow robe, and then the finale.

He...should be willing, right?

The most important thing for Master Song right now is to ease the relationship with Song Shu. Since it has been confirmed that Song Shu is indeed reborn, even if he ascends to the throne in the future, if Master Song still fails to remedy the situation, the Song family may usher in a bad one. Will be prosperous and rich, but beheaded after autumn.

The more Master Song thought about it, the more he felt a headache. He originally wanted to find a way to get back as soon as possible. He placed great hopes on the master outside the city, but it seemed that he would definitely not be able to go today.

Master Song was holding the stove, looking at the man in front of him who was wearing a dark blue and black eunuch uniform, his eyes turned around his pale beardless and thin body.Eunuch Chang shook his whisk and lowered his head slightly, his eyeballs slanted and his eyebrows were wrinkled, and his voice was shrill: "Young Master Song? Come with our family."

The emperor sent a personal eunuch over, and when they met, they said, "The emperor wants to see you."

Master Song restrained his mind and nodded lightly, lowering his eyebrows and saying, "Please, father-in-law."

Eunuch Chang moved his eyes to his arms, and was a little dissatisfied that he didn't even show his hand to return the gift. Master Song noticed his gaze, smiled and said, "Is Eunuch cold? I wanted to lend the stove to Eunuch to warm you." Warm your hands, but seeing that my father-in-law is in high spirits, I am less polite than if my father-in-law is not cold, I hope my father-in-law will see it."

Chang Zai sensed the thorn in his words from these few short sentences. It was obviously a compliment and an apology, but it was so uncomfortable to listen to - it's winter, the annual holiday has just passed, who doesn't feel cold when going out?Who is this mocking?

Chang Zai looked him up and down a few times, snorted, then swung Fu Chen and scolded the two little eunuchs behind him: "What are you still doing in a daze? You don't have eyes - let's go!"

Master Song smiled silently, and didn't care about Chang Zai's indistinct accusations and scolding.

The winter morning was so cold that it was bad to have to get up from the bed. The eunuch didn't look at him directly, and even if he passed on a word of mouth, he would bring the two young eunuchs into a strong position. He didn't have to salute respectfully. .

There were not many people in the mansion, and Eunuch Chang did not disturb others when he came. The carriage in the palace was parked at the west gate. The little eunuch looked panicked, but he didn't let go of the curtain.

Master Song paused, and got into the carriage.

In the palace behind him, a black shadow flashed past.

Chang Zai got into another small sedan chair, which was carried away by a few eunuchs. In the highly hierarchical Da Zhou, the eunuchs who could get on the sedan chair were treated like the famous celebrities in front of the Holy Majesty.For example, the little eunuch who just lifted the curtain for Master Song could only trot behind Master Song's carriage.

Master Song lifted the curtain of the car, and said to the eunuch driving the car: "Slow down."

The carriage slowed down, and it was still faster than the walking speed of ordinary people.

The little eunuch was panting from running, and hurriedly walked beside the carriage, trying to keep his breathing smooth so as not to make the nobleman feel bored, but it was much better than before.

The small sedan chair gradually passed the carriage, Master Song lifted the curtain, glanced forward, and asked the little eunuch in a low voice: "What's your name?"

The little eunuch was full of fear and fear: "Slave... Slave Liangzi."

"Liangzi," Master Song nodded as if chatting, "Your father-in-law Chang is the chief executive, what do you think of your father-in-law's usual behavior?"

Those who can follow Chang Zai out of the palace are not necessarily his cronies, maybe they are randomly pulled to make up the number. Liangzi submissively said that he was doing the lowest cleaning tasks in the palace. He hired several eunuchs, Chang Zai was really short of people, so he randomly pulled a few out of the palace from the bottom, he was considered lucky, and happened to be one of them.

Eunuchs with winking eyes will follow along. They often serve the present for decades and have always been the confidant of the Holy Majesty. To get his favor, it is equivalent to being half a celebrity in front of the Holy Majesty. The purpose of going out of the palace is to curry favor with them in private It was a great opportunity to create, but the little eunuch obviously didn't wink and insisted on sticking to his duty.

Chang Zai was obviously dissatisfied with Master Song, he was respectful to Master Song, that was to refute Chang Zai's face, Chang Zai deliberately made people run behind the carriage, and he was just venting his dissatisfaction.

Liangzi obviously understood this too, with a frowning face, but he didn't feel too much loss. He answered Master Song's casual questions seriously, and his attitude was not flattering, but more cautious.

Before getting out of the car, Master Song thought of something, took out a brocade bag from his sleeve, and stuffed it into Liangzi's hand, "I seem to have offended Eunuch Chang—I'm not very good at talking, help me take this thing away." Give it to Eunuch Chang, just say it is a little kindness from me, I hope Eunuch Chang will not see outsiders."

Liangzi caught the heavy brocade bag and frantically said, "Yes... yes."

Throwing money to eunuchs is not uncommon in the palace. They cannibalize people and take advantage of others. They often hang out among many officials and get a lot of benefits. Chang Zai was very happy to do the business, but in Chang Zai's view, Master Song didn't wink at all, which was one of the reasons why he was dissatisfied.

Liangzi and the others got out of the car and walked a little further before he couldn't help thinking: Isn't Eunuch Chang right in front?If Mr. Song wants to give money, he can just go there. Why do you have to hand it over to him?

Master Song used to make on-site inspections in person when he was filming. He has also seen the palace many times. He even invited designers and historians experts to try to build the palace several times in the film and television city for photography needs. It is less than one-tenth of what it showed in the prosperous age. Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I know that the so-called emperors and nobles are well-deserved to be called the proud son of heaven.

This kind of wealth is enough to confuse people's eyes.

Eunuch Chang led the way and led him to the royal study where the Holy Majesty discussed privately. He didn't speak again all the way, and he didn't seem to want to mention anything to him. Master Song was at ease, and walked all the way quietly observing the palaces along the way.

I heard that today's saints attach great importance to beauty, and there are definitely five hundred beauties in the harem, not to mention three thousand. Song Shu's biological mother, Concubine Fang Guifei, was a beauty who was all over the country back then, but I didn't meet a few along the way. The concubines in the harem all saw them from afar and passed by after saluting.

The number of eunuchs and court ladies hurrying back and forth on the palace road gradually decreased, Master Song thought about something, turned a corner, and saw a corner of the palace ahead.

It was a dilapidated palace, but the vermilion gate was closed tightly, almost the same as the gates of those palaces that just passed by. Master Song took a few more glances, and suddenly heard a "click" when he walked through the gate.

A small door with the size of a face was opened on the door of the hall, and a ragged, pale arm protruded from the small door, and then a woman's sharp and piercing cry came out.

"Help...Help!"