birth

Fu Er killed Qi Qi.

Fuer never thought that one day he would kill someone.From the first day of his practice, he was taught to "take the common people in the world as his own responsibility, and support the righteous way in the world with his whole body." The so-called practice is nothing but for the common people in the world.

But when Qi Qi was trying to rape him, when he was trying to pull off his last layer of obscene pants, an idea flashed uncontrollably in his mind: kill him.

Fu Er forcibly broke through the blocked acupuncture point, the blood flowed backwards, the spiritual power turned the Linghai upside down, and there was a thick smell of blood rolling in his chest, Fu Er forcibly suppressed the fishy sweetness in his throat, and struggled away The rope, if it was normal, he might still save Qi Qi's life, but at that time he had no sense at all, he couldn't hear Qi Qi's stern begging for mercy, he just instinctively picked up the knife in his hand, quickly and ruthlessly, and killed him with one blow .

It wasn't until the hot blood stained his robe that Fuer regained a little bit of consciousness—he killed someone.

Forced to open the acupoint door, the spiritual power leaked out like a torrent in an instant, and it was difficult to recover.

He protected himself at the cost of hundreds of years of cultivation.

Those undifferentiated days spent in Qingshi Mountain, although boring, although now think of it is a blank, but hundreds of years, in retrospect, it is safe and peaceful, because he did the same thing wholeheartedly every day Things, such a day, is content, he doesn't have to think about anything, the elders are on the top, and the juniors from the same school are respecting the bottom.

It is uncomfortable to spend several years and end up with nothing in the end. If it takes decades and finds that you have worked for nothing in the end, you may collapse directly like Changsun Yanming and fall into some kind of stubbornness. I can't wake up anyway.

What if it took a whole hundred years?

Will it just be a setback and blame others.I would think, how can such a damn thing happen to me?Maybe others will, but Fuer won't.

Fuer always knew what he wanted, he was always gentle but firmly guarding what he wanted, clumsy and cautious, even if he sacrificed himself one day, he might just sniff his nose and squat down, staring at himself He comforted himself like a fool, "It's okay, Fuer, it's okay."

Overnight, the spiritual power of a hundred years disappeared, and the efforts of a hundred years became a joke.

From then on, he was no longer that immortal Wangshuo School who didn't know the warmth and coldness of the world, but he became Xu Jia's god alone.

Fu Er does not regret it, because this is what Qi Qi deserves.But on the other hand, it was difficult for him to accept the fact that he had killed someone, until now, until Xu Jia bent down patiently, holding his overlapping hands with one hand, and gently pinching him with the other. neck, looked at him quietly, and told him, "You are right, you did a great job of protecting our Fuer."

He said to him, "It's okay, I will protect you in the future."

Until that moment, all anxiety and panic were always blown away.

There is no sin but this, sin is sin, no excuses.

Fu Er still couldn't hold back, hot tears dripped on the back of Xu Jia's hand, but Xu Jia clenched it even more forcefully.

What a shame, I cried again.

These few days the East Palace was really bustling with people coming and going, the ministers who were not optimistic about Xu Jia before, all scrambled to get acquainted.There are still a few who firmly disagree with the establishment of Xu Jia as the emperor, but with Meng Zhonglian's commensurateness, the small influence can almost be ignored.No, just tomorrow morning, before Fuer's breakfast was exhausted, someone called again.

Now he and Xu Jia have switched places, Xu Jia is the one who doesn't have to eat, but Xu Jia still eats with him every day, just like he did before.Half a month of estrangement and alienation was finally eliminated, and the two of them returned to the original mode of getting along again.

Xu Jia waved his hand and said, "Go down first, let's talk after breakfast."

Fu'er ate the last bite of bean buns, and said inarticulately, "It's over, go get busy."

Xu Jia smiled, and wiped his face with his hand, "Why are you in such a hurry? Eat slowly."

Fu'er took the ginseng soup that Xu Jia handed over, took a sip, and after chewing what was in his mouth, he said again, "I'm done eating, you go now."

Xu Jia didn't move, "What? Are you in such a hurry to drive me away?"

Fu Er was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Xu Jia to think like this, he hesitated and explained, "Before I saw that you were not in the East Palace every day, you should be busy with many things every day, you just go and do it, no need..." Thinking of that day He blushed suddenly when he said out of temper on the bed, "Don't take what I told you that day to heart."

Xu Jia got excited, moved his small bench, and insisted on squeezing Fu Er to sit, and then asked maliciously, "When?"

Fu Er didn't know his bad intentions, and explained while twirling his fingers, "On the bed that day, I told you to keep myself in the East Palace all day long, I'm talking nonsense, don't mind."

When he said this, Xu Jia instantly remembered the awkward dispute between himself and Fuer some time ago. At that time, in order to avoid Fuer, he deliberately didn't go back to the East Palace all day, and then his rare conscience found out, and he pinched Fuer's hand. Hand, "You are not talking nonsense, it is my fault."

"In the future, if I don't do well, you can tell me directly, scold me and beat me, and I will change."

Fuer looked at him, blinked his eyes, "Really?"

"Really." Xu Jia smiled suddenly, "Would you like to persuade me not to go to Huamanlou again?"

As soon as Fu'er was said by him, his face blushed suddenly, and Lian was about to withdraw his hand, "How can it be?!"

"Okay, okay, no, no." Xu Jia didn't let go. He has no spiritual power now, and his strength is not as good as Xu Jia's. Now he can only let him play with his hand, "Let me pinch for a while, just for a while."

Fuer felt that this person was really strange, he always liked to pinch him, either his neck or his hands, for what fun.

But just squeeze it for a while, it's not a big deal anyway.

As long as Xu Jia stopped ignoring people suddenly like that.

Zhou Shun came to report again, but was interrupted by Xu Jia before he could speak, "Didn't I tell you to go down first?"

Zhou Shun held back, held back his breath, and said, "Going back to Your Highness, I'm not looking for you, but for the Prime Minister."

Xu Jia, "..."

Fu Er was surprised, "Looking for me?"

Zhou Shun, "My lord, it's the Seventh Prince."

Thinking about it this way, he hasn't been free since he moved out of the palace, and he hasn't seen his eldest grandson Cheng'an for half a month. Fu Er smiled and asked Zhou Shun to bring him in quickly. He really likes this kid An An. Yes, but it seems... Xu Jia doesn't like it very much.

Fuer pursed his lips, and the quarrel half a month ago flashed through his mind again, it seemed that it was also because of An An.

"But the crown prince should have belonged to An An."

"Brother is blaming me for stealing the child's things?"

"If you really want it, I'll give it back to you."

"In your heart...what's the difference between me and grandson Cheng'an?"

Fu Er, who flashed through these images, felt inexplicably depressed. He looked at Xu Jia absent-mindedly, and when he noticed his gaze, Xu Jia turned his head, "What's wrong?"

Fu'er lowered his eyes, hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Xu Jia, do you...don't like An An?"

Xu Jia looked at him and smiled, then lowered his head and began to play with Fuer's hand, and replied casually, "How could I like it, you were only my brother before, and you are still his brother now."

That little brat even robbed him of his elder brother, and there was nothing he could do to give birth to him. Thinking of this, Xu Jia couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing that Xu Jia seemed to be really depressed, Fu Er's hand that was held by Xu Jia subconsciously grabbed Xu Jia, "No, that's not the case... No, you are also his brother. "

Xu Jia cut it disapprovingly, he didn't want to be the brother of some brat, "Then you said before that I and eldest grandson Cheng'an are the same in your heart."

After a short silence, Xu Jia got a different answer this time.

"Different."

As for what is different, Fuer can't tell, but he just feels that something has changed silently in the past half a month.

Xu Jia was stunned for a moment, and the leisurely and complacent smile disappeared instantly. He looked at Fu Er a little dullly, couldn't help swallowing, and asked a little stupidly, "Really?"

What is there to confirm?But seeing Xu Jia's dumbfounded look, Fu'er couldn't help but smile, and when he was about to speak, Xiao Chengan's loud voice came from the door, "Brother Fu'er!"

This conversation ended in such a futile way, but Xu Jia still stared at Fu Er unwillingly, staring at him bending down, staring at him holding Xiao Chengan in his arms, staring at him saying goodbye to Xiao Chengan. Said, "I'm sorry, my brother has not been able to visit you during this time, have you seriously studied with the master?"

It seems that as long as there is an opening, Fuer will be caught and asked to clarify.

He had already given up his thoughts on Fuer. After all, he was not willing to use force on Fuer. If he did not accept it, he would not accept it. He was even ready to be a little brother who would be aggrieved for the rest of his life, he told himself Because Fuer suffered so many bad things, even because he abolished his cultivation, he felt sorry for Fuer, forget it, let's be a younger brother.

But Fuer's "different" instantly made Xu Jia feel that all the words he had persuaded him these days were all bullshit.

He doesn't want to be a younger brother.

Brother, brother, if you say that, I will not be polite.

Xu Shi noticed Xu Jia's deeper gaze, and Xiao Chengan shrank into Fu Er's arms, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with Brother Jia? Are you unhappy?"

Fu Er glanced at Xu Jia, smiled and said nothing, and whispered into Xiao Chengan's ear, "Let's go out and play, don't bother brother Xu Jia, let him get busy first."

Xiao Chengan covered his mouth, nodded cutely at Fu'er, and glanced at Xu Jia.

Xu Jia, "..."

Well, let's pretend he doesn't exist, and pretend he's deaf and can't hear.

Fu Er took Xiao Chengan to play in the imperial garden, and Xu Jia had to go to the study with a headache to pretend to be his big-tailed wolf.

Of course Xu Jia was not interested in the flattery of these people, but he always had to choose a few people for his own use. Meng Zhonglian only surrendered to him when he was forced to, and Yang Zhongliang might turn against him at any time. He could use too few people. He can't stand up, let alone talk about unnecessary orders. Although he has no interest in this Jiangshan Sheji, he can't just get up and be kicked off the stage.

Lose face and share.

Jiang Siyue, Minister of the Household Department, belonged to Meng Xiang, and the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Punishment were tied to Yang Zhongliang. Only Zhang Dong, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, was originally from Chu Minghuang's own family. Maybe he could fight for it.

Here Xu Jia is concentrating on his important affairs, while Fu Er is having fun with Xiao Chengan over there.

There is a rockery in the imperial garden, and an artificial pool that is not deep is built under the rockery, which is just suitable for children to play and is not dangerous.If the weather is good, the sun will make the water in the pool warm, and you will feel comfortable and comfortable when you lie in it. There are various kinds of flowers and trees planted on both sides of the road. Noisy, when the wind blows, he ran into the pool again, and ran towards the person lying in it, and when he finally came out of the pool, his whole body was unknowingly tainted with the scent of flowers .

Fu'er didn't want to go on at first, but he couldn't stand Xiao Chengan's begging, and then he thought that he hadn't played with Xiao Chengan for a long time, so he couldn't spoil the children's interest, so he walked away easily. He took off his socks and white boots, rolled up his trousers, and was ready to go into the water.

Xiao Chengan happily clapped his hands in the water, and when Fuer was not paying attention, he mischievously raised a handful of water over it, probably because he used too much force, the child didn't stand still, and his head was about to fall to the nearby stone. Fortunately, Fu'er had quick eyesight and quick hands, and hugged the child, but because of inertia, he sat down on the pool.

Well, it's all right now, the clothes are soaked.

And Xiao Chengan was still giggling happily in his arms, as if he hadn't been so relaxed in a long time.

Facing the tiny light in the child's eyes, Fuer also forgot about whether the clothes are wet or not, since he is here, let's have fun with the child, and scooped up a handful of water to scare him, saying, "Okay, you dare to splash me!"

Mother Fang stood on the side, seeing Xiao Chengan happy, she was also happy, "Be careful, Mr. Prime Minister, little prince, don't get hurt!"

Fuer turned his head and smiled at her, "Don't worry, I have my own measure."

Over there, Xiao Chengan couldn't wait to start a water fight with him.

The giggles startled the flowers on the branches, and the petals fell. The joyful atmosphere seemed to spread to every corner of the imperial garden, but was suddenly broken by a voice, "Who is there? In this imperial garden How did it get so noisy!"

Yulong, "Go back to Madam, those are the Seventh Prince and the Prime Minister."

Concubine Hui frowned and tilted her neck to look, "Why is the Prime Minister here?"

Yulong, "Your Majesty doesn't know, the Prime Minister has now moved back to live in the Eastern Palace."

Concubine Hui, "Doesn't he have his own mansion? Why does he still live with His Highness?! How decent is this!"

A group of maids headed by Yulong bent down and knelt down, "Your Majesty, calm down!"

The tidy sound of confession came to Fuer's ears, the corner of his mouth paused for a moment, and he looked over for the sound, only to see a woman in a luxurious dress with a dignified posture walking towards them, while Xiao Chengan seemed to be afraid. Stuck into his arms, Fu'er patted Xiao Chengan on the back, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Mother Fang reminded, "My lord, that is Concubine Hui."

Concubine Hui, Xiao Chengan's nominal mother.

Yulong's sharp voice broke the original peace, "Presumptuous! Hurry up and salute after seeing Concubine Hui!"

Fu'er got up from the water, took the cloak on the side and put it on Xiao Chengan, patted his head, "Good boy, go back with Fangmao first, don't catch a cold, brother will find you later."

Xiao Chengan still held one of his fingers in fear and refused to let go, the child's eyes were full of grievances and fear, as if he was terribly frightened.

Fu Er patted him on the back reassuringly, "It's okay, brother is here, what are you afraid of, little Chengan?"

Concubine Hui, who was treated as air, took a deep breath, and Yulong warned again at the right time, "It's just presumptuous!"

Mother Fang couldn't hold back and said, "The Prime Minister is an official position bestowed by the late emperor, and it does not belong to the regulations of the six prime ministers. The late emperor also said that the Prime Minister does not need to abide by the palace rules, so you don't..."

Before she finished speaking, Concubine Hui slapped her across the face, "You don't have the right to speak here!"

Fu'er's face became gloomy, and he looked up at Concubine Hui quietly. Concubine Hui felt guilty for no reason, but she still braced her back and stood still, but she didn't dare to speak nonsense again.

Fu'er handed Xiao Chengan into the arms of Nanny Fang, "Go down first, don't forget to give An'an a hot bath."

Mother Fang, "No."

But Concubine Hui stopped her and said, "Wait!"

Concubine Hui turned her head to give Yulong a look, and Yulong immediately wanted to step forward to grab the child from Mother Fang's arms.

Concubine Hui held her tongue, deliberately trying to put on airs, "I am An An's mother, and the Prime Minister of the country should stop meddling in his own business."

Little Chengan was so frightened that he burst into tears, and hugged the nurse's neck tightly, refusing to let go.

Concubine Hui frowned, and glanced sharply at the end of her eyes, "Yulong! Hurry up and take the Seventh Prince back to the palace!"

Yulong snatched the child from Nanny Fang's arms, and Xiao Chengan broke down in her arms and cried, the crying was heartbreaking.

Fu Er's eyes suddenly flashed those pinpricks on the child's body when he first saw Xiao Chengan, and he couldn't help being furious, and directly snatched Xiao Chengan from Yulong's arms, but although his movements were strong, he was also cautious. The ground did not hurt the child or the maid, he held Xiao Chengan in his arms and comforted him, "An'an is not afraid, not afraid anymore."

The child's crying could not be stopped, and the twitching was distressing.

Fu Er glanced at Concubine Hui like an arrow, then turned and left without saying a word.

Yulong wanted to step forward to stop her, but was stopped by Concubine Hui, Yulong looked at her puzzled, "Your Majesty?"

Concubine Hui showed a smile, looked at Fu Er's back gradually going away, and said thoughtfully, "Let him go."

Fu'er knew that if he tried to reason in the Imperial Garden today, he would not be able to argue against Concubine Hui.Concubine Hui is right, as long as Xiao Chengan is her child in name, then Fuer's actions today are not justified.

But he couldn't just watch Concubine Hui take Xiao Chengan away.

The Mengshu Hall where Xiao Chengan lived was too far away from the Imperial Garden, and Fuer was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he had no choice but to take the child back to the East Palace on his own initiative.

Xiao Chengan cried until his eyes were red, and he sat in the bathtub and said obediently, "Brother Fuer, your eyes hurt."

Fu'er didn't dare to touch his eyes with his hands, so he just bent down and blew, "An'an, don't cry, if you don't cry, your eyes won't hurt."

Xiao Chengan nodded sensiblely, "Then An'an won't cry."

Fu'er touched his head with his hand, smiled, "So cute."

When Xu Jia hurried back from outside for lunch, she just "coincidentally ran into" Concubine Hui who had been waiting here for a long time.

Concubine Hui bowed to him, bowed her head and smiled shyly, "Concubine Hui sees His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Xu Jia returned the gift according to the etiquette, and then impatiently prepared to leave, but was stopped by Concubine Hui, "His Royal Highness."

Xu Jia stopped in her tracks, turned slightly sideways, and looked at her.

Concubine Hui, "I wonder if His Highness the Crown Prince is free to sit in Xuanli Hall? I have something to say to His Highness the Crown Prince."

Xu Jia, "If you have anything to say, just say it here."

Concubine Hui, "..."

Xu Jia glanced at her, "What's the matter? Is there anything else?"

"...Yes." Concubine Hui took a deep breath and skillfully said with language skills, "Today, I met the Prime Minister in the Imperial Garden."

Xu Jia looked over impatiently for a moment.

"My lord Guo Xiang just took the Seventh Prince to play in the water like that. After all, Cheng An was still young. I was worried that he would catch a cold, so I stepped forward to stop him, and wanted to take Cheng An back to the palace to take care of him first, but Guo Xiang My lord..." Concubine Hui bit her lower lip, tears seemed to glisten in her eyes, "but she took Cheng An away directly. Not to mention that he took Cheng An to play in the water in the imperial garden today, which is not elegant. I have lost the dignity of the royal family again, and I have violated the palace rules. As a concubine, I am the mother of the Seventh Prince, but now I am not even qualified to bring my own child back to the palace?"

Xu Jia paused, then said, "The Seventh Prince's adoption to you was done by the late Emperor, so I don't have much to say." He reached out and patted Concubine Hui's shoulder, took the handkerchief from her hand and wiped it for her Tears, "You were wronged today, I will definitely teach him when I go back."

Concubine Hui knew in her heart that she had nothing to wrong about this matter, but even after being coaxed by Xu Jia, she felt that she had been greatly wronged, and she wiped away more and more tears. Jia Di leaned against her arms and wiped it all over Xu Jia's front, "Your Highness..."

Zhou Shun coughed a few times at the side, looked around, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, it might be inappropriate for people to come and go here."

Xu Jia just took the opportunity to push her away, but Concubine Hui didn't push her any further. She also knew that the enthronement ceremony was about to be held, and at this critical juncture, it was really inappropriate to spread bloody rumors.

Xu Jia, "You go back first, I will find time to visit you sometime later."

Concubine Hui gave him a reluctant look, "Okay."

Concubine Hui is a move Xu Jia can't let go now, and he still has to use her to contain Yang Zhongliang.

Xu Jia understood all this in his heart, but when he thought of meeting Concubine Hui in Shengqian Daoer just now, and what Concubine Hui said, he still felt uncontrollably irritated.

In fact, when Concubine Hui had finished speaking that long paragraph just now, he wanted to just walk away, but he still pretended to appease her patiently.

But who has the truth?

Concubine Hui wanted to use him to continue to stabilize her position in the harem, and he wanted the power of the Yang family behind Concubine Hui.

They are all trying to plot something in each other, but they still have to act out such a scene together awkwardly.

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