major general

The Imperial College was terribly quiet, and Zhou Chong was heard crying like a dead mother.

The emperor was not close to Zhou Chong on weekdays, but in front of so many people, it was impossible to shake him off.I could only bite the bullet and pat Zhou Chong on the back, and asked: "What's wrong with Chong'er, what wronged you, father, the emperor will make the decision for you."

Zhou Chong was sobbing, like a little girl, wiped away his tears, and said: "This, this matter may hurt the face of the father, and I hope the father..."

The third prince was stunned when he heard this, and watched the emperor wave his hand, and all the spectators dispersed, leaving only the emperor, Zhou Chong and himself in the audience.

"Father, my son grew up under your wing. Although his aptitude is mediocre, he still listens to your will and trains his talents well. I only hope that in the future, when I become an adult, I will guard this great river and mountain for you." Zhou Chong said He said, wiping his tears again, and said, "But a few days ago, my companion and I were practicing on the riding and shooting range, thinking that Qiu Lie would show you Chong'er's progress, but the third brother actually took a bow and arrow towards Chong'er." My son shot at me. My companion injured his arm in order to protect me, and I also fell off the horse in embarrassment and injured my foot. It took a while to heal.

"When I went to school today, my son knew that you hated brothers and sisters the most, so he tried every means to avoid the third brother. Who knew that the third brother was bullying too much, and stopped me from saying something to me..."

The emperor frowned and asked, "What did you say?"

Zhou Chong cried even louder, and said: "Third brother said that I am not your child, and that even if he killed me, you would not feel compassion."

The third prince gasped, and the white sweat on his back stood up.

"Bullshit!"

As soon as the emperor slapped the edge of the table, the third prince quickly knelt down, his forehead resting on the floor, not daring to make a sound, sweat dripping drop by drop.

What he leaned over and said in Zhou Chong's ear today were just the usual words that scolded him as an idiot.He said it so many times on weekdays, at most only his partner read it out to block the gun.

Today the companion is not here, the third prince wants to bully him even more, he said a lot of dirty words, but he never said such outrageous things.

Knowing that the emperor cares most about this matter, he still dares to say this. Isn't this deliberately poking the emperor's lung tube!

The emperor waved his hand, and the great eunuch Jiang Yu immediately went out of the hall to inquire, and when he came back, he whispered something into the emperor's ear.

Zhou Chong was also covered in cold sweat. It was the first time he had done such a thing, and he didn't know if he would be exposed.He was betting that those companion readers would not know what the third prince whispered in his ears on weekdays. If they rashly made up stories that were different from what the third prince said, it would be a serious crime of deceiving the emperor.The best solution is to confess that you don't know what was said.

As Zhou Chong expected, what Jiang Yu said to the emperor in a low voice was: "The group of young masters don't know what the third prince said. They only know that the third prince just leaned over to talk to the ninth prince today, and the ninth prince turned his face ashen. The third prince greeted me."

Hearing that the emperor had already completed the matter, he took the inkstone on the desk and threw it down, almost hitting the third prince's head.

The third prince didn't know how to explain it, but he was also afraid that talking too much would offend the emperor, so he kowtowed and said, "Your servant deserves to die! My minister deserves to die!"

The third prince was grounded for seven days, and the little errands he managed to get were all wiped out by the emperor.

Zhou Chong didn't tell Wen Le about this, the fight between him and the third prince, the wounds were all on the flesh, and he had healed up a long time ago.Zhou Chong didn't want to cause trouble, but he wasn't afraid to provoke others either.Anyway, it's this rotten life, can I really kneel down for the rest of my life?

The autumn hunt started, and the third prince was also released. Zhou Chong knew that he wanted to come back for revenge, so he didn’t even go out of the courtyard. He stayed in the courtyard with Wen Le all day and asked for sick leave. The emperor knew that he was heartbroken, so how dare he explain it? He really wasn't his own kind, so he just let him fix it in the yard.

Until the second half of Autumn Hunting, Zhou Chong could no longer hide.The past few days have been hunted by the emperor and the prince, and the prey in the hunting ground has changed from small rabbits and chickens to sika deer, roe deer, and even wild bears deep in the jungle.

Although Wen Le was a companion, he was regarded as a half-servant of the royal family, but the eunuch in charge was concerned about his status as the grandson of the Zhenguo Mansion, so he took out a separate tent for him to live in, not allowing him to share a tent with the servant eunuchs.

Everyone in the palace is a human being, and when Wen Le was led to a separate tent, he took out a little beetle from his bag and handed it to the eunuch in charge.

The man thanked the reward, smiled and went on.

Wen Le has a small cloth bag hanging on him all the time, which Zi Lin prepared for him.When I come out for autumn hunting, I am not afraid of gentlemen or villains. The cloth bag is filled with small objects of money, so that Wen Le will take the initiative to reward some servants who think about him, and make more good karma, so that we can get along well in the palace in the future .

There was everything in the tent, Bunle stretched and poured a cup of tea.

When I came outside, Sizhu didn't take care of me, the tea was cold, and it was extremely bitter to drink.He took a sip and put it down with pursed mouth, suddenly missing the Xing'er in Fu Xiaoyu's yard.

"Can't miss him!"

Wen Le scolded himself, and when he heard the sound of opening the curtain, he pointed to the table and said, "Just put the meal on the table."

"Who do you want?"

Wen Le was startled, turned around and saw that it was Fu Xiaoyu who came in.

Ma Cheng, who was behind him, smiled and obeyed Wenle, put all the food on the table, looked at the cold tea, frowned, and changed a pot of hot one, then closed the curtain and left, looking for a few A familiar eunuch guarded the tent.

Wen Le smelled the smell of Longjing, her throat moved slightly, she poured a cup of tea, she didn't answer Fu Xiaoyu's words, but poured an extra cup honestly.

Seeing his awkward appearance, Fu Xiaoyu wanted to laugh, and seeing that he didn't take the extra hot tea, after approaching, she moved a chair and sat next to Wenle, looked at him and said, "You haven't answered me yet, you miss who?"

"No one thought about it!" Wen Le was approached by him, and kept backing away, holding the chair behind him for fear of being overturned.

Fu Xiaoyu pursed her lips and smiled, putting her hand on Wen Le's shoulder.

"What are you doing?"

"Look at your wounds."

Bun Le let out an "oh", unable to tell whether it was joy or disappointment.

The outer two layers of the clothes were untied, and the laces of the obscene clothes inside were also untied.

Wen Le suddenly grabbed Fu Xiaoyu's wrist, and stammered, "It's healed! The scabs have fallen off!"

"I don't worry if I don't see it with my own eyes."

"It's really, really good!"

Seeing that Wen Le's evasion did not seem to be fake, Fu Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows and glanced at the collarbone exposed from his messy obscene clothes, and asked in a low voice: "Don't you be shy?"

Wen Le's eyes widened, and he said, "Who is shy! Big, everyone is a man! Is there anything you have that I don't have!"

While he was talking, Fu Xiaoyu took one side and ignored the other, so she directly lifted his obscene clothes and pulled them down.The gauze had been removed, and the wound was as Bunle said, the scabs fell off, leaving only the tender new flesh that grew out.

Such a deep wound, as Miao Yuan said, may leave scars.

Fu Xiaoyu frowned, and passed her fingers across the wound.

The new flesh that had just grown was extremely sensitive, as if all the nerves were exposed, Wen Le saw that he was looking at his own wound, and didn't care about anything else, so he quickly pulled up his clothes.

A silver light flashed, Fu Xiaoyu held him down, and pulled back the closed obscene clothes.

Below the wound on the arm, there is an armband clasped.Silver with jewels inlaid on it.

Wen Le swallowed, and muttered to explain: "I, I only wear it because I see it is beautiful!"

The Major General, the grandson of the Zhen Guo Mansion, grew up in a pile of gold and silver since he was a child, and he has never seen anything.Wen Le, who didn't even bother to hang the jade, thought it was cumbersome, actually wore that armband.

Still hidden in the most inner most secret place.

Fu Xiaoyu took a deep breath, feeling as if her heart had been taken out by someone, and it all depends on what the other person likes.

Wen Le looked at Fu Xiaoyu's face, pinched the corner of his clothes and said, "I, I... At worst, I will pay you back."

As he said that, he was about to take the armband on that arm.

Fu Xiaoyu held his wrist, lowered her body, and kissed the wound on his arm.

More is abrupt, less is restraint.

Bunle shuddered, and the trembling from his back made his whole body go limp.

Young and full of vigor, it is the age when a rich family starts looking for a housekeeper for their young master...

Can't bear to tease.

"Wen Le! Look what I brought for you..." Zhou Chong opened the curtain and walked inside, holding a bow in his hand.

My brother, disheveled, was pressed under his most feared wife, his face flushed.

Zhou Chong blushed suddenly, turned his head suddenly, walked out with hands and feet, and walked back to his tent.

Uncle Yan outside the door looked at Zhou Chong's expression worriedly, and suddenly heard him curse in his tent, saying, "I knew they were having an affair!"

Yan Bo: "?" Who?

When Wen Le saw Zhou Chong leaving, all the blood on his face disappeared. He raised his hand and hammered Fu Xiaoyu, saying, "Fu Xiaoyu! Let you untie my clothes! Now it's done! The Ninth Princes have seen it!"

Hearing that he called her by his first name, Fu Xiaoyu called Zhou Chong the Ninth Prince. She curled her lips and smiled, not at all angry at his impolite address, and let him beat him up a few times before reaching out to mess him up Clothes buttoned.

Wen Le was furious, angry from embarrassment, in short, angry, but also mixed with a little bit of embarrassment, don't look too far away and refuse to look at Fu Xiaoyu.

Fu Xiaoyu tidied his clothes for him, took out a white jade soft armor, put it on for him, and said: "I asked someone to find this. They said it was invulnerable. I am a civil servant and don't need to go on stage. You go to the autumn hunting tomorrow." , protect yourself, let me see you protecting the Ninth Prince and disregarding yourself..."

Fu Xiaoyu didn't finish his sentence, but Wen Le sensitively sensed the danger in the other party's unfinished words, pursed his lips and didn't speak, and nodded for a while.

The Wen family is a loyal sword, and the blade always faces the periphery.

"I have to go to the banquet of heroes right away, eat more yourself, don't just eat meat."

"I know! Why do you look like Zilin..."

"Who is Zilin?"

"My grandma's big maid."

Fu Xiaoyu narrowed her eyes slightly, seeing Wen Le get goosebumps, kicked him and said, "Where are you going, Zi Lin is the older sister I know, and I have to call my sister when there is no one else!"

Fu Xiaoyu was flattered by the way he explained it for some reason but still obediently explained it. She lowered her voice and leaned into the other person's ear and said, "To answer your question just now, although everyone is a man, there is a... "

Wen Le's face that had just calmed down turned blood red again. Seeing Fu Xiaoyu leave with his lips curled up, he muttered, "Of course I wasn't young before, but now, I'm growing up too!"

There was no one else in the tent, and he didn't know who to explain this sentence to.

After dinner, Wen Le lay on the bed, taking advantage of the dim candlelight at the head of the bed, quietly pulled back the quilt, endured his shyness and half undid his underwear...

"Hmph, I've grown too!"

Bunraku closed his eyes contentedly, and fell asleep.