Jun Xie Chenxin

Every three years, the imperial court will go to the counties and cities under its jurisdiction to select a group of children with clean family background, decent fist and kick skills, and children over ten years old to enter the palace to be trained as the reserve army of the Imperial Guard.

This imperial guard is not a dangerous job where you have to put your head on your belt every day in battle. They only need to patrol the palace every day to protect the safety of the emperor and his relatives and nobles.

Let's not talk about Guangzong Yaozu after entering this palace, if he can be an official and a half-job well, it will be a good thing for his ancestors to smoke!The so-called one person attains the Tao, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven, that's probably the case.

Moreover, the salary of the imperial guards is also quite generous. Many people have to squeeze their heads to enter such a beautiful job!

And just this year, a procurator came to Bijiazhuang to look for a child who had entered the palace.

When Bi Jingong heard the news that he was coming to find someone, he had already arranged the way.

Every time the procurator comes down to recruit the reserve army of the imperial guards, it's not 01:30. As long as this relationship is established, it's not easy to stuff Bi Ke in?

So when the prosecutor arrived at Bijiazhuang, Bi Jingong took more than 32 people from 200 people from Bijiazhuang to the village to greet him in person.Those who didn't know this majestic posture thought it was the emperor who came to Bijiazhuang in person.

"Bi Mou and everyone in Bijiazhuang, pay respects to your lord!"

With a smile on his face, the procurator bowed down to support Bi Jingong, "Get up quickly, get up quickly, there is no need to make such a big scene."

Mr. Bi Jin got up, but still bowed and said, "My lord has been exhausted all the way, and Bi has prepared some banquets in the humble house, and I invite my lord to appreciate it."

The procurator paused, smiled slightly, and looked at the accompanying followers behind him, "What do you think?"

One person said: "If you rest for one night, you can select talents tomorrow, and then go to another place in the future, there is still time."

Hearing the words, the procurator nodded in consideration, and turned to be fair to Bi Jin, "Then bother."

"My lord is serious."

After all, more than 200 people automatically made a way out of the middle for the procurator to accompany. The procurator looked amiable and nodded and smiled at the people on both sides. women with children.

And that woman is Zou Yingge.

The procurator stopped uncontrollably and stared at Zou Yingge for a while, only to come back to his senses after being reminded in a low voice. He frowned slightly, and walked past Zou Yingge.

All of this happened to be seen by Bi Jingong. Men know men's eyes full of desire best.When the prosecutor looked at Zou Yingge and showed a little bit of that emotion, he already knew what to do next.

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That night, the Palace of Duke Bi Jin looked like a paradise on earth, where people were singing and dancing.

The inspector sits on the main seat, looking at the enchanting dancer below, he always feels dull, not even as strong as the strong wine in the glass.

At this time, as the dancer's sleeves fluttered, the appearance of the woman he saw in the afternoon popped up in his mind, and his mind was agitated for a moment. Only then did he realize that he had something in his heart, seeing such a stunning beauty, Naturally, he is not interested in vulgar things.

Sitting next to him, Bi Jingong looked at the sad face of the procuratorial officer and grinned. He said a word to the person serving beside him, and that person left the banquet to seek the relief that belonged to the procuratorial officer. medicine.

After a while, Zou Yingge came.

She changed into a water-blue dress, tied her hair in a bun, and applied a little makeup, and she was gorgeous.

Singer Zou Ying walked over to the procurator with a drink in her hand. The procurator hung her head in depression until a pair of slender hands came into view, and as the plain hands lightly picked up, the wine in the jug flowed out slowly. He looked at himself The wine in the cup was filled, and he was about to scold people for being troublesome, but when he raised his eyes, he saw that it was the beautiful woman he was thinking of, and his face that was about to erupt instantly subsided.

When the four eyes met, it was Zou Yingge who couldn't bear the scorching heat in the eyes of the procurator, so he turned his head and didn't dare to look.

The inspector drank all the wine in his glass, and after sitting on his seat for a while, he felt a burning desire in his dantian. He wanted to suppress this desire, but he couldn't suppress it anyway. When he glanced at Zou Yingge, that Yu Huo will be even worse!He even had the perverted thought of tearing up the clothes of the woman in front of him, pressing them on her body, and watching her cry bitterly.

The procurator was panting heavily, his face flushed.

When Bi Jingong saw this, he smiled lightly and said, "My lord seems to have drunk too much today, Yingge, why don't you help me down?" After finishing speaking, he winked at Zou Yingge.

Zou Yingge understood what Bi Jingong meant, and trembled, feeling stiff all over.

She doesn't want...she doesn't want to be a woman who can do her best...

"Aren't you going soon?" Bi Jingong looked slightly annoyed.

Zou Yingge opened her thin lips slightly, and tremblingly uttered a word, "Yes, yes."

After a night of spring, Zou Yingge's whole body ached from the torment. Seeing that the inspector had finally fallen asleep, she simply packed up and left the residence.

She went back to the woodshed, saw that the oil lamp was still on, pushed the door quietly and went in, and saw Bi Ze writing something with a pen.

Bi Ze writes very seriously, every single stroke is unambiguous, but because he picked up some bad brushes that others don't use, so even if he writes seriously, the writing will not look very good after all.

When Bi Ze saw his mother came back, he put his pen on the stone that served as a pen holder on the table, trotted forward to meet his mother, his eyes fell for a second on the red spot on his mother's neck, and then he immediately looked back at his mother, pretending to be It's like I don't know anything.

"Mother, you are back!"

Zou Yingge smiled softly, "Well, what are you writing?"

Bi Ze took his mother's hand and pulled him to the table, "I'm practicing my name."

Zou Yingge stroked Bi Ze's head, "Well, the writing is very good, but why are you still awake?"

"Mother... I heard that the imperial court wants to select talents. I'm [-] this year. I want to sign up, so I want to practice my name more. Good handwriting can make people more impressed, isn't it?"

There is some truth to what you say.

Zou Yingge took a deep look at the word "Bi Ze" written on the wooden board. She didn't want to pour cold water on the child, but she had to teach Bi Ze to be restrained and not to fight, otherwise she would only hurt herself in the end.

"Cho'er, if you want to sign up, you can go on stage to compete in fist fights. It's okay to have fun, but you can't be serious, let alone beat your brother Bi Ke."

Bi Ze refused to accept it, and said "Why!" Pressed down by his mother's serious and worried expression, he blurted out a question, "Why?"

"Because... no one expects you to surpass your younger brother Bi Ke, and your younger brother Bi Ke must be the only one selected from Bijiazhuang."

Bi Ze lowered his head and fell silent. After a long time, he finally said, "I see..."

But he wants to stand out, he doesn't want to live forever as an inferior person in Bijiazhuang!In no mood!He really didn't want to live like this for the rest of his life!

"Choose?"

Bi Ze paused, raised his eyes to meet his mother's, and suddenly smiled.

"Mother, I see."