knife cut mountains and rivers

Zhou Heng felt that if Fucheng got along with the two women in his family, it would be abnormal sooner or later, so he thought about taking Fucheng out.

Zhou Heng thought about arranging an errand for Fucheng, but letting Fucheng follow other people's rules always seemed to have wronged him, and he would rather bring Fucheng with him.

To go out, you need to find an identity, just like Zhou Heng found the identity of a teacher in Bailu City.Fucheng suddenly turned into a guard with a knife next to Zhou Heng. He was wearing the navy blue clothes of the guards, and it was the first time that Zhou Heng felt that the guards' clothes could be so straight.

But the guards in the palace don't have hats, and the fire cloud pattern on Fucheng's forehead is too conspicuous for people to ignore.Fucheng didn't want to use some means to get rid of the fire cloud pattern, which was the only thing left to him by his parents, whom he had never met.

Zhou Heng found a wiping forehead with a blue gemstone inlaid on it.When he finished dressing up Fucheng, he was taken aback. Fucheng's expression was calm. When he raised his eyelids, his amber eyes seemed to look straight into people's hearts. After two beats, Fucheng looked like the prince of a small country in the Western Regions.As he is now, Zhou Heng really dare not let him go out.

And Fucheng glanced at himself from the bronze mirror, quickly pulled off the forehead, and said: "What the hell? Look at your mother."

The prince of a small country in the Western Regions disappeared in the blink of an eye, and now the one standing in front of Zhou Heng turned into that foolish swordsman again.

Zhou Heng became interested in dressing up Fucheng. Fucheng wore one set of clothes after another. His body shape was not much different from Zhou Heng's, and it would not violate harmony to wear several sets of brocade clothes on his body. It's like the little prince who ran out from some family, but the premise is that Fucheng doesn't speak.

In the end, Fucheng wore the eunuch's uniform, the pointed hat suppressed the fire cloud pattern on his forehead, and he wore white-soled boots with two straps hanging from his temples.But Fu Cheng didn't have the slightest bit of feminine beauty, and there was a stern look between his brows.

Zhou Heng had never seen such a eunuch, nor had anyone seen such a father-in-law.But Fucheng is like a piece of precious jade that can't be hidden, the more you want to hide it, the more it seems to be concealed.Fucheng smiled when he saw himself in the mirror, probably amused by himself, and said: "I'm too lazy to change, let's just do it."

So a swordsman in Liuyin Lane temporarily became Eunuch Fu.Zhou Heng repeatedly asked Fucheng not to be in the limelight, Fucheng knew it well, and repeatedly assured that he was a little father-in-law.

Zhou Heng took Fucheng to a banquet. Today was King Qi's birthday, and the princes and nobles from the capital were invited to the banquet. The courtiers were few, and they only gave gifts, so it could be regarded as a family banquet.But except for Zhou Heng, the royal family has many branches and leaves, and such a team adds up to a big battle.

Fucheng seems to be uninterested in everything, no matter what he mentions, he is lazy, even if he is going to a banquet.

The last time Fucheng participated in the banquet was the wedding banquet of the Xiahou Mansion. At first, he thought that the banquet hosted by the wealthy Hou Ye of Bailu City should be extremely luxurious, but now it is still far worse than the banquet of King Qi.

King Qi's Mansion is larger than the Prince's Mansion, but the banquet is not out of the ordinary, it's just placed in the banquet living room, but placed all the way from the main living room to the small garden.There are all kinds of events for eating, drinking and having fun. Some people compete in archery, and some people are interested in throwing pots.

Zhou Heng's position was outside, and Fu Cheng subconsciously looked around Zhou Heng. There was a string of red lanterns looking up, and a lush bamboo forest behind him. good location.

Zhou Heng was talking with people, and wave after wave of people came. He was the most honorable figure in name, and there were quite a few people coming and going to deal with.Fucheng noticed that Zhou Heng didn't like to drink when he was in Bailu City, but sometimes he still had to socialize with someone older than himself, and it would be reasonable to drink two glasses.He saw that Zhou Heng's face was already a little red, but he was still calm when he spoke.

Fucheng wanted to remind Zhou Heng not to be greedy, and when he wanted to speak, he realized that he was a little eunuch and had no position.

At the beginning, Fucheng still silently remembered the names of these people. It is not difficult for him to deal with people all year round.But it can be regarded as Zhou Heng's cousin back and forth, so Fucheng didn't bother to look at it.

When Zhou Heng was talking with people, Fucheng stood quietly.Only the princes and nobles were alive at the banquet, and everyone else was "dead". Fucheng finally understood why Xiaowu said he was a dead person. Fucheng now feels this way, as if he is just a decoration in the world.

Fucheng has nothing to do, looking down at the delicious food on the table, I heard that the past two years have not been very good, the nobles in Kyoto are no longer as extravagant and wasteful as they used to be, but in the eyes of Fucheng, they are already extremely extravagant , Just put down the unfinished fish, and these nobles probably won't touch it a second time when they put down their chopsticks.

Fucheng inevitably thought of the refugees outside the city gate. It is true that he does not have the feelings of family and country, nor is he like Jiang Zhi, who has a heart for the world. At this time, he was stung by the extravagance of these nobles. The contrast between nobles and refugees is tragic Yes, it's hard to ignore.

While socializing with others, Zhou Heng saw Fucheng's thoughtful expression, and suddenly leaned back and approached Fucheng, smelling of alcohol, and said in a low voice: "Turn back, we will give it to the person outside the city gate." beggar."

Fu Cheng was taken aback for a moment, he always felt that Zhou Heng didn't notice him, he didn't expect that the other party didn't let him down at all, and guessed what he was thinking.

Zhou Heng only whispered something to Fu Cheng, cast a glance out of the corner of his eye, and then went back to talk to someone.Fucheng felt warm in his heart, and at the same time sighed that he was eaten to death by Zhou Heng, and his life was over.

Zhou Heng didn't have much dealings with King Qi, and they sat down after talking for a few words, without even making eye contact, as if it was just an ordinary uncle-nephew relationship.

The people around Zhou Heng came and went, most of them were polite.Their attitude towards this young prince who had just lifted the foot restraint was not very clear. Zhou Heng was the prince in name, but Emperor Yong Le's attitude was so indifferent, speculations about his loss of power never stopped.But as long as Zhou Heng still sits in this position for a day, people cannot underestimate him.

These people's dealings with Zhou Heng are not simply greetings, but mostly with a sense of probing. Zhou Heng has gotten close to the left minister these two days. They seem to be tossing about some new policies. The implementation of the new policies is the most lucrative time. Few people came here to find out what was going on, and there were also many people who came here simply to create trouble for Zhou Heng.

In the eyes of Fucheng, these invisible swords, lights and swords were ridiculous. He watched Zhou Heng negotiate with them, but he had to act like a prince despite being disgusted in his heart.He sat alone among this group of hypocrites, making Fucheng wish he could take him away and hide him immediately.

But Zhou Heng does not belong to him, he is the prince.

Just as Fucheng was thinking about it, the banquet hall became lively, accompanied by the sound of drums, a group of dancers rushed in like swimming fish, they were as soft as bones with their long sleeves waving.At the same time, the Guqin sounded, pouring out like a cold spring.

The elegant people sitting there clapped their hands and said: "What a song "Wu Ye Cry"!"

Fucheng didn't know the background of "people grew up hating water and Changdong" behind it, and he didn't understand what was good or not. He didn't know anything about this kind of thing, he just thought it was very pleasing to the ear.Fucheng has never seen such a combination. The sound of the piano runs through the beginning and end, which seems to be endless sadness, but there are a few drums in the middle, and every movement of the dancer is exactly on the drums. The bone dance suddenly added some power.

But ever since the group of dancers came in, Fu Cheng's brows hadn't been relaxed at all.The lead dancer was a man, and I don't know who the planner was trying to curry favor with. Perhaps he had heard that Zhou Heng was a man, and he really found a male dancer who was a barbarian.

The dancer also has a high nose and deep eyes, but her eyebrows and eyes are softer than Fucheng's, and her figure is so soft that she looks like a boneless beautiful snake.He was dressed in white, but his gender was blurred.The dancer acted boldly, winking at him several times. It stands to reason that this kind of person should not appear at the prince's banquet. It was too much, and probably King Qi had allowed it.But when Fucheng looked towards the main seat, King Qi also frowned, as if he was also surprised by this, because many people at the banquet were already ready to move because of this man's stunning face.

Obviously it was just a family banquet, because the dance changed suddenly, like a luxurious banquet enjoyed behind closed doors.The atmosphere became more and more viscous, turning into wet and ambiguous.

King Qi hesitated to speak, he wanted to change the show, but seeing that the guests present were all in high spirits, it was hard to stop him.

Zhou Heng also frowned. If this was someone who wanted to flatter, then he obviously hit the horse's leg.Zhou Heng obviously hadn't done anything yet, but when he thought of Fucheng by his side, he felt as if he was cheating.Zhou Heng subconsciously went to look at Fucheng, and found that Fucheng was not angry, but kept staring at the dancer, as if absorbed in it.Zhou Heng thought to himself, he still wanted to be jealous of Fucheng, but it turned out that he was more interested than himself!

The barbarian dancers are much more unrestrained than the Han people. At first, these dancers just winked, and then they interacted carelessly with the princes and nobles.However, the movements are just a little bit, about touching the little hand and feeding a glass of wine. Even such small movements seem to have been choreographed into the dance from the very beginning. The coordination with the musicians is seamless, and every movement can keep up with the rhythm.

The dancer ate tofu all the way, and finally wandered to Zhou Heng's table. Zhou Heng frowned. He had Fucheng and was not interested in other men.But the blatant refusal seemed unreasonable, he thought to himself that it would be fine to deal with it, Fucheng is not such a stingy person.

But when that beautiful face appeared in front of Zhou Heng, he was still taken aback, and his hand was caught by the opponent.

The other party smiled charmingly at Zhou Heng, before he could make any further moves, the next moment his wrist was tightly pinched by Fu Cheng, welded like iron and unable to twitch.The dancer was also taken aback, not noticing the little eunuch behind Zhou Heng, he said to Fucheng delicately: "It hurts..."

Zhou Heng just wanted to say that this was against the rules, but he didn't say it because something even more out of the rules happened.

Fu Cheng passed Zhou Heng with one hand, holding Zhou Heng's used silver chopsticks, and stabbed straight into the back of the dancer's hand. Zhou Heng only heard a puff, and Fu Cheng directly pierced the dancer's hand on the table. .At this time, the blood burst out, and the exclamation of the people around him completely shattered the atmosphere of the banquet.

What Zhou Heng thought at the time was that Fucheng was so fierce.But at the same time, Fu Cheng turned Zhou Heng's head to the side with one hand, his gentle movements were different from the vulgar treatment of dancers.Zhou Heng was taken aback, and a small arrow the size of a little finger shot out from the dancer's open mouth at such a speed that it was almost invisible to the naked eye, and then bounced into the bamboo forest behind Zhou Heng with a clang, corroding a hole.

The dancer was furious, probably because he didn't expect Zhou Heng to have such a big man by his side.Fucheng's reaction was much faster than his. He jumped up, and the hem of the eunuch's uniform drew a fan in the air like a wild goose spreading its wings. The opponent's jaw was shattered.

Fu Cheng was half kneeling on the table right now, stabbing the opponent's hand with one hand, and pinching his chin with the other to prevent him from committing suicide by swallowing poison.Only then did he realize that his actions were really against the rules, and he actually stood directly on the crown prince's dining table like this.

Fu Cheng blinked his eyes, remembering Zhou Heng's words to keep him out of the limelight, Fu Cheng ignored the surprised eyes of others looking at him, and said to Zhou Heng: "I said this is an assassin, do you believe it?"