major general

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, Fu Xiaoyu sees everyone happy.

When he walked to the gate of the palace, he met Xu Yijiang, Minister of the Ministry of War.

When Wen Le went to the Border Pass, Emperor Wen was afraid that he would not come back if he went into the sea, so he casually promoted an ancestor who wrote military books to go to the Border Pass with Wen Le.

It is said that it is to assist Wen Le, but in fact it has received a secret order, except for Xu Yijiang, no one knows.

"Xu Shangshu please." Fu Xiaoyu said politely.

Xu Yijiang was taken aback, and quickly returned the gift, saying, "Master Jijiu, you are being polite."

This Fu Jijiu usually has his eyes above his head, did he take the wrong medicine today?

"Master Jijiu is so happy today, but what's the good thing?"

Fu Xiaoyu smiled with an unclear expression, which made Xu Yijiang's skin crawl when he asked the question.

Shouldn't he have asked?

"Xu Shangshu doesn't know..." Fu Xiaoyu said as he walked forward with his hands behind his back, "Lele... oh, it's the Major General. Maybe it's because they get together less and leave more soon after they get married. The general has been getting closer to Yu recently, and today the court still thinks that Yu doesn't accompany him much. Are there any young wives and concubines in Xu Shangshu's family? If so, you should be able to understand Yu's feelings."

Xu Yijiang who is not yet married: "..."

Ma Cheng, who was tied to the horse, said, "..."

The other ministers who thought there was some family secret and listened with pricked ears: "..."

After going to court, Fu Xiaoyu returned to the Imperial College.

The princes and princesses had piano lessons today, and the piano teacher was sitting on a high place with his hair combed neatly. Hearing the sound of the piano, which was similar to playing cotton, the veins on his forehead sprang up again.

Fu Xiaoyu could also hear 01:30, talking to Old Master Yue while writing a eulogy for the Qingming Festival.

Old Master Yue flipped through the book page by page, and said, "How innocent are you."

Fu Xiaoyu paused slightly, and said, "Where is the child in the cave of wolves, tigers and leopards?"

What happened in the Observatory of Stars, Shengxia had sent a letter to Fu Xiaoyu through Nie Xun, and Fu Xiaoyu naturally knew who saved Zhou Chong's life in the Observation of Stars.

Old Master Yue sighed, shook his head and said nothing.

You can suspect that the literati are stupid in reading, but you can't doubt the literati's loyalty to the emperor and patriotism.

Emperor Wu once issued a decree that officials in the Southern Dynasty should not be beheaded, and the same is true.Old Master Yue has been in the court longer than Fu Xiaoyu. The first person he served was the father of Emperor Wu and Emperor Wen, a true veteran of the three dynasties.

Mr. Yue is patriotic, but not necessarily loyal to the emperor. His loyalty comes from his hope for the prosperity of the Southern Dynasty.

When Fu Xiaoyu came into contact with him, he did not "dig" Old Master Yue over as Zhou Chong thought, and acted as a secret thread in the palace.He just mentioned the chances of winning the princes in the palace with Old Master Yue.

The crown prince and the second prince fought fiercely. As the posthumous son of Emperor Wu, Zhou Chong had the scruples of Emperor Wen and the prince, but he also had the support of Emperor Wu's old department and senior court officials. These unique conditions are blessed by nature.

Does Zhou Chong want to be emperor?

want.

But Zhou Chong was more afraid of death.

Maybe it's a few years after An's birthday, and Zhou Chong has Yan Zhou and Wen Le by his side, so he always feels that it's okay not to be in that position.Be an idle prince, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, happy like a fairy.Every day I wait to receive the offerings from the people, and I build a big house on a hill, just like the emperor of the earth.

Old Master Yue could see Zhou Chong's shaky heart of being an emperor, if the Ninth Highness returned to that cowardice again, it would be better not to save him.

The matter of Guan Xing Yuan was not only a bureau made by the crown prince to cut Zhou Chong's wings, but also Fu Xiaoyu and Old Master Yue watched the fire from the other side.

The head of the Imperial College lives in the palace, and his contacts are complicated and tight. Old Master Yue's eyeliner is no less than Fu Xiaoyu's contacts who have been strategizing for so many years.

Old Master Yue knew that the crown prince would choose to play some tricks on the day of sacrifice, so he stood beside Zhou Chong, watching how he resisted.

Zhou Chong's performance was not satisfactory, and his hands were even shaking.

Old Master Yue smiled secretly in his heart, and when he raised his eyes, he could see serious remorse in Zhou Chong's eyes.

What is he regretting?

Old Master Yue pondered carefully, and guessed that his wavering heart of being an emperor might have been strengthened in this conspiracy.

The crown prince and the second prince fought fiercely for the throne, but the two seemed to have made up their minds to kick Zhou Chong, a man of impure blood, out of the game first.

On the one hand, Old Master Yue liked Zhou Chong's simple and sincere nature, saying how innocent he was, but on the other hand he secretly lamented that he was too sincere and not enough to stand firm in this imperial city.

Fu Xiaoyu disagreed, and retorted that this palace is full of cannibals, and a truly innocent child will never live as long as Zhou Chong.In the beginning, he just gave some advice, and the Ninth Highness was able to climb up the pole, frame the third prince in the Imperial College, and evade the prince's questioning under the green forest stockade...

Zhou Chong had the talent and scheming to be an emperor.

Let's go too far.

His little husband has already stood behind Zhou Chong regardless.If Zhou Chong can become emperor this week, everyone will be happy; if he loses his ambition to be emperor...

Fu Xiaoyu took a sip of clear tea from the teacup and thought to himself, the crown prince and the second prince are not fuel-efficient lamps, for the sake of Zhenguo Mansion and Fu Mansion, even if they drive ducks to the shelves, then Zhou Chong has to sit on the dragon chair for him.

The two of them said a few words with the lips of the donkey and the mouth of the horse, and immediately fell silent.

It is impossible for Fu Xiaoyu not to stand in line because of Wenle.But Old Master Yue is still watching at this moment, he remembers the remorse in Zhou Chong's eyes, he wants to see what Zhou Chong can do for the clean paradise in his heart.

"Master." Sheng Xia pushed the door open and entered, holding a small flower basket in his hand.

As he got closer, Old Master Yue could smell the fragrance in the basket, which was sweet and very greasy.

Seeing Old Master Yue was there, Sheng Xia cleared the table with his hands free, and said: "It's almost noon, and the dining room hasn't cooked yet, so the servants are thinking about making some food to pad the master's stomach."

Fu Xiaoyu felt a little hungry when she thought about it, so she lifted the veil on the flower basket, and there were two stacks of pastries inside, one of which was just out of the steamer and was still emitting warm air.

It looked very ruddy, and it was Wenle's favorite jujube cake.The dates have been pitted and beaten very finely. Once steamed, they are as transparent as yokan. They are extremely sweet and have a strong aroma of dates.

Fu Xiaoyu ate a piece, put the plate in front of Old Master Yue, turned to Sheng Xia and said, "Your uncle also likes to eat this, so make more later, I'll bring it back to him."

Sheng Xia couldn't help laughing, covered it up with a handkerchief, and said, "Your servant knows."

Old Master Yue gnawed on the jujube cake. He really didn't like the fact that the marriage between a man and a man completely violated the way of harmony between yin and yang. .”

Fu Xiaoyu didn't even bother to argue with him, she just held the plate high and went back to her desk.

Old Master Yue chased after him angrily, cursing: "Good job, Fu Xiaoyu! You can't make a plate of food? You have a big heart!"

Sheng Xia pursed her lips and smiled, carrying an empty flower basket out of the palace gate.

Put out half of the plate of jujube cake, Fu Xiaoyu sat at the table, looked at Old Master Yue's bearded jujube cake and said, "Mrs. Zun reminded the small kitchen of the Imperial College that you are not allowed to eat sweet and greasy food, it cannot be melted."

Old Master Yue glared at him, and walked out with the jujube paste cake in his hand, saying as he walked, "I listen to the nagging at home, but I have to listen to the nagging here..."

When the people left, Fu Xiaoyu opened his hands and looked at the note in his palm.

Sheng Xia has always been cautious, sticking it under the plate every time, if Fu Xiaoyu hadn't snatched it, Old Master Yue would have discovered it long ago.

Fu Xiaoyu finished reading the note, handed it to the candle and lit it, and didn't take it back until the sparks were gone.

Something went wrong in the harem. Concubine Lan, whom Emperor Wen had loved so much for the past two years, suddenly felt a little unwell. During this morning, seven or eight imperial physicians were invited to see her.

At this time, Zhou Chong was watching official affairs in his palace. He had not been crowned king yet, and as the son of Emperor Wen, he naturally wanted to enter the court to share the worries of Emperor Wen.

It's good not to enter the court, but the prince and the second prince who entered the court are against him everywhere.

Zhou Chong rubbed the center of his brows, thinking of what happened in the Star Observation Garden that day, he was still a little scared.

If something goes wrong, not only him, but also Yan Zhou, Yan Bo and Wen Le will all be affected.He is the posthumous son of Emperor Wu, and his status as a prince is already unstable, not to mention that he is still in the imperial court, so he is the thorn in the flesh of those two people.

Under such an urgent situation, I actually had the heart to go to the Fengcheng and never enter the palace gate again.

Now the crown prince and the second prince are already scrambling to clear this obstacle before they take over.If he came to power, he would be the vassal king who was cut down in ancient times, and he would have to die if he didn't die.

As Zhou Chong was thinking, he stretched out a hand to his side, and gently rubbed the acupuncture points.

"Aren't you sick? Why don't you rest?" Zhou Chong said, pulling his hand down, pointing to the imperial concubine's couch beside him, and said, "Go and lie down and take good care of your body. Look at your pale face. .”

Yan Zhou fell seriously ill a few days ago and was unable to walk after lying in bed for more than half a month.There are rules in the palace, this kind of sudden illness is more serious, and they are not even allowed to stay in the prince's palace, for fear of giving the nobleman the sickness.

Yan Zhou withdrew his hand, lost a lot of weight these days, and said: "This disease is cured, and I just need to take some medicine to recuperate. The slave has not served His Highness for a few days, and it seems that there is a stone in his heart. Don't worry, Your Highness will Let the servants take care of you."

Zhou Chong laughed, reached out his hand to Yan Zhou's chest, and said, "Is there really a stone in it? Let me touch it."

When the two of them are not in front of Yan Bo on weekdays, they are also so intimacy.But Zhou Chong always takes the initiative, Yan Zhou can hide if he can, and if he can't hide, he just let Zhou Chong be frivolous with red ears. He is also grateful to Zhou Chong for knowing how to measure. So far, he has never made him feel that he is a nobleman like those court ladies It's like an actor in his hand.

Yan Zhou wanted to hide back, but he didn't know what to think of, so he stuck his neck and let Zhou Chong touch his chest twice.

Zhou Chong was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his hand and asked, "Chuan'er, what are you..."

Usually passively accept, why don't you push him now?

Yan Zhou pursed his lips, raised his front and knelt down, resting his head at Zhou Chong's feet.

His fingers were shaking and his ears were red.I am used to kneeling on weekdays, and I don't necessarily feel any discomfort, but when I kneel down today, I can't kneel safely no matter what.

"Slave...slave..."

There was a voice from outside, and the little eunuch walked outside the screen with the meal and said, "Your Highness, it's time to eat."

No one answered in the screen, and the tulle screen painted the beautiful scenery of the south bank, the majestic sea, the rolling waves, and a small boat above with its sails raised high, without any fear.

"His Royal Highness?"

The screen blocked most of the light, Zhou Chong raised Yan Zhou's chin, eagerly biting that thin lip, as if he wanted to spread all the anguish he couldn't ask for on that lip.

Yan Zhou was still on his knees, he could only raise his head with difficulty to cater to Zhou Chong.

The beautiful Adam's apple slid up with the sound of swallowing, and Zhou Chong's finger gently stroked it, causing Yan Zhou to tremble.

"I have you in my heart." Zhou Chong said, holding Yan Zhou's palm, and said, "You don't have to say anything, you don't have to say anything."

Yan Zhou's eyes were red, and he boldly walked forward on his knees, leaning his head on Zhou Chong's knee, His Highness, always so appropriate.

The two knelt and sat, holding hands.

It seems that the hearts have passed through the hot palms and are connected together.

The author says:

Fu Bulling: You must like me, why don't you like me? You are willing to wear the jewelry I gave you, and you are willing to marry me. You beat me with wild geese. You must like me. You savor it yourself.

Lele:?

Fu Old Fraudster Bulling

Chuaner: I...

Zhou Chongchong: Needless to say, I know you like me.

Week·Self-Strategy No.1·Cong Chong

(If you don’t have a car today, you will be scolded by the little angel readers! Surely not ducks! They are so angelic! So good! So obedient! At most, they can’t scold Fu Bulling! They definitely won’t scold me! (Proud and chest out