Rebirth of Buddhism

Thinking of this, Fu Zhiyu raised his head again, and took a closer look at the six people in front of him. The boy standing on the far left should be about the same age as him, with a slightly more handsome face.

The other five were taken by Steward Zhou to a remote yard according to his instructions, and they were not allowed to come out without his request, so the young man stayed behind. Fu Zhiyu beckoned him, motioned him to come over, and asked, "What's your name?" ?”

He saluted again, as if he was very scared, and his voice was trembling, and said: "My slave's name is Lu Zhi."

"It doesn't sound like a man's name," Fu Zhiyu asked again, "Do you have a real name? Where are you from? What did you do before?"

He hesitated for a while, then said: "Yes, my slave's original name is Lu, and his surname is Lu Jian, and his ancestral home is Jiangcheng. He is the concubine of the family. After studying for a few days, his family fell into disrepair, and he was sold by the mistress. gone."

It's a clean family.Fu Zhiyu took a closer look at his hands again. He has read and written, and he should have learned to play musical instruments?

"Are you happy?"

Lu Jian nodded and said, "Know the pipa."

"Play it and listen to it," Fu Zhiyu said, "I'll ask someone to bring in a pipa. Play it here."

In fact, Lu Jian's pipa was really mediocre, but the tunes he played were not bad, not the kind of gorgeous tunes that were often played in the capital and the palace, but like local minor tunes, which sounded a bit clear.

Fu Zhiyu listened for a while, felt something interesting, and then interrupted him with his hand.

"You can live in the Lilac Courtyard, you are alone, you don't need to squeeze with them," Fu Zhiyu said, "Talk to the butler what you want, I... will see you at night."

Lu Jian trembled for a moment, then took another sneak peek at him, knowing what the master meant, and after saluting, she retreated.

In the evening, when Fu Zhiyu and Yuan Mingdao had dinner, they did not mention this trivial matter.

Yuan Mingdao has been practicing martial arts in his yard recently, and his round moon scimitar Fu Zhiyu entrusted his little uncle to let the caravan going to the Western Regions inquire about it in advance.This matter was also thanks to Fu Zhiyu's pill. The caravan from the Western Regions had a good relationship with Yuan Jiangwen recently. Hearing this request, he went out and bought the knife, and delivered it to Yuan Mingdao smoothly.

This knife is another life of Yuan Mingdao. He has been practicing martial arts with a knife in the small yard recently, hoping to restore the previous feel as soon as possible. Now it is the same, he left early after eating.

"Don't move around so fast when you're full," Fu Zhiyu felt like raising a son, and told him, "Let's rest for a while before we talk!"

Yuan Mingdao disappeared a long time ago, and it took a while for Fu Zhiyu to hear his reply: "Got it~"

Fu Zhiyu sighed sadly as the child grew up and couldn't control it anymore.

In the evening, he watched the moon alone in the Huxin Pavilion, and when he got excited, he drank a couple of small wines. It wasn't until the housekeeper reminded him that he had asked someone to wait.

Lilac Courtyard is a relatively good courtyard in the back residence of the palace. It was supposed to be a place where only the side concubine could live. It was quite different from other places where concubines could not leave the hospital without permission. How does he arrange it.

He doesn't really care if there are any spies sent by the prince here. There is really nothing to explore in this palace. Even if he shows it in front of the prince, he can't find anything wrong. It's pleasing to the eye, just give it a try when you're bored.

It is normal for people to have physical needs, and he is not a saint. It would be even better if he could get rid of the shadow of Xie Ke in his previous life.

Besides, in the past, he had wronged himself because he was accommodating Xie Ke, but now he naturally no longer has such concerns.

While thinking this way, Fu Zhiyu pushed open the door of Lilac Courtyard.

Lu Jian had already washed and washed. He finally didn't have the scent of makeup that Fu Zhiyu hated. He was only dressed in white, making him look much more delicate.

Fu Zhiyu was half a head taller than Lu Jian, and he was still holding half a jug in his hand. He sat down on the chair in the room, and waved to Lu Jian, signaling him to come over.

Lu Jian walked in front of him, but did not dare to move again.

"Are you afraid of me?" Fu Zhiyu asked him.

Lu Jian shook her head hastily, and said, "No... Prince Zhao is too precious, slave, slave dare not..."

Fu Zhiyu laughed when he heard this. He felt that Lu Jian seemed to regard him as some kind of expensive porcelain that would break if touched.

Lu Jian lowered her head, and couldn't help but have the courage to look at his smiling face.

Naturally, all the concubines chosen by the emperor were good-looking. The reason why Lu Jian was sold by the mistress was also because of his face. He also sold a full 500 taels of silver in a remote place, which was enough for the family to live comfortably for a long time. After changing hands several times, he was sent to the capital, King Zhao was the first person he served after training for so long.

He went forward and listened to some rumors outside that King Zhao was a fool, his mind was failing, and the emperor took pity on him, so he was named a king.Before Lu Jian came in, he thought he would see such a foolish and shapeless man, but he only dared to take a look at the person on the seat, and dared not show his anger.

How can there be such a good-looking person in the world...

He couldn't help feeling ashamed of himself, he just felt that his face worth only 500 taels of silver was too much to put in front of King Zhao, but he didn't expect that the same nobleman would take a special fancy to him that day, and now he was sitting in front of him , with a faint smell of alcohol on his body, under the dim light, he looks so good that anyone's heart can tremble.

Lu Jian watched Fu Zhiyu stand up, getting closer and closer to her, saw him lower his head, and asked softly in her ear: "Have they ever taught you how to please your master?"

Lu Jian's mind went blank, and she couldn't say a word, but she heard Fu Zhiyu laugh, and the smell of alcohol on his body seemed to be a little stronger.

"do not have it?"

"It's nothing... I'll teach you."

But before the ambiguous atmosphere was created, Lu Jian heard the door being kicked open with a bang. He was shocked, and then subconsciously ran to hide behind the nearest table.

Fu Zhiyu was a little drunk at first, but was woken up by the sound. Anyone who was disturbed at this time would be upset. He felt angry, and when he turned his head, it was Xie Ke.

He came alone, and Fu Zhiyu couldn't see what expression he had behind his back at night, but he clearly saw him walking in slowly with a silver gun in his hand, the tip of the silver gun slipped on the ground Come here, making a sharp and cold sound.

Fu Zhiyu frowned: "What are you doing here again?"

Xie Ke was clearly ill, and he was about to die, but he walked over like Yan Luo who was taking his life. Lu Jian was so frightened that he couldn't even speak, but shivered behind the table, trembling all over.

"Which hand did he touch you?" Fu Zhiyu heard Xie Ke's low voice, hoarse, completely different from Bai Tian, ​​"I..."

He was interrupted by Fu Zhiyu before he finished speaking: "He didn't touch me, but I took the initiative to touch him, touching both hands, how? Is General Xie trying to chop off my hand? What about the other five? What does it matter to you?"

Xie Ke slowly turned his head to look at him, and Fu Zhiyu saw his bloodshot eyes through the light. Hearing his words, he seemed to have suffered some great grievances.

Fu Zhiyu: "..."

He has seen the other side of Xie Ke too much in his life, and it is also the first time he has seen him like this.

General Xie would still shed tears over this kind of thing, he is really... crazy.

Xie Ke stared at Fu Zhiyu for a long time, feeling that his heart was going to be crumpled by this person in front of him. He was in a good mood after meeting Zhiyu today, and he was going to go back to heal his wounds. Rain hesitated and said such a thing to him.

He just felt that the blood all over his body rushed into his head at once, and he couldn't tell what he was feeling. He just felt that it was a hundred times more painful than the trauma all over his body. Now when he saw Fu Zhiyu, he couldn't get angry at him , the hand holding the silver gun was shaking.

"What...what am I going to do?" He gritted his teeth and asked, only feeling the open wound on his body go all the way to his heart, making his whole body hurt, "Even if you pity me, Zhiyu , you can't treat me like this..."

When he walked up to Fu Zhiyu, the tip of the silver gun was beside Lu Jian. Lu Jian didn't dare to run away, but saw the tip of the gun move and aimed at her chest.

Fu Zhiyu was about to touch his forehead, he naturally had no other thoughts now, but no matter what, Lu Jian was an innocent person.

"Put down the silver gun," he was a little annoyed, he stood in front of Lu Jian, kicked the tip of his gun away, and stared at Xie Ke, who was obviously very angry, and gave orders word by word, "You, dare."

Fu Zhiyu used a lot of strength. He was originally very strong after being mutated, but I don't know if it was because of Xie Ke's injury. He was able to restrain Fu Zhiyu more than a year ago, but now he kicked the tip of the gun away. , even people took a step back.

His wound should have opened again, and the smell of blood gradually filled the room.

"Get up," Fu Zhiyu ignored him, lowered his head and helped Lu Jian up, and found that his whole body was soft, he should be frightened.

In this case, I am afraid that both parties have nothing to think about.

Xie Ke looked at his movements, and felt that all his emotions were being controlled by the person in front of him, and he was willing to enjoy it.

He finally threw the silver gun aside in Fu Zhiyu's eyes, and then covered his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Zhiyu, I'm obviously ready to change..." There was a slightly choked voice in his tone, "I didn't want to scare you, nor did I want to make you angry, I just, just, didn't want to see you touch other people , I will be killed by you, I really will..."

Fu Zhiyu looked at him, then at Lu Jian who had just stood up and then collapsed on the ground, feeling indescribably complicated.

Isn't it just pampering individuals?What does Xie Ke think of himself?As for making it like this?