Green tea sick beauty just wants to be a salted fish

People who have been ill for a long time want nothing more than pain and disaster. Even an ordinary sense of stability is rare.

Fu Cheng's body hadn't been so comfortable and comfortable for a long time. He hugged the palm-sized blood jade like he was hugging a life-saving straw. Even though he was fast asleep, he still raised his hand to cover his heart.

There, Yu Hanzhou's blood jade was touching the boy's thin chest naked, and his feeble heartbeat was beating extremely slowly.

It was clearly a look of exhaustion, but for some reason, with the continuous heat of the blood jade spreading all over his body, the snow-white skin of the young man, so thin that he could almost see pale green blood vessels, slowly turned into an attractive thin red, It seemed to be infused with life again.

No one who saw him would believe that his time was numbered.

Chun Xi stood by the couch, wiping away tears silently, but did not dare to wake him up.

This sleep lasted until noon the next day.

When Fu Cheng opened his eyes in a daze, he seemed to hear a noise.

His body was soft and weak, his muscles and bones seemed to be loosened from sleep, but he felt unprecedentedly comfortable, the bed was as hot as a stove, and he stretched comfortably for a while.

After the exhaustion passed, Fu Cheng turned her head, only to see that Chun Xi's eyes were red, as if she had been crying.

Listen carefully again, there is a lot of noise outside.

The boat was parked by the river, far away from the busy city, so there shouldn't be any noise.

Chunxi came over to wait for him to wash, and said, "My son, you are awake, is there any discomfort?"

Fu Cheng shook her head, and took out the blood jade from her clothes, the tentacles were warm.

This is a fairy baby that can make him feel neither pain nor uncomfortable, and the comfortable life in the future depends on it.

Fu Cheng touched and touched silently, and subconsciously wanted to rub the blood jade on her face, but then thought about it, this jade is so magical.

If he showed too much liking and was noticed by the dog prince, he would suffer if he was confiscated.

So, Fu Cheng only stuffed the blood jade back into her bosom, and placed it against her heart, intending to wrap another cloak outside.

Today Chunxi still dressed him in moon-white clothes and a fox fur cape of the same color, probably according to the prince's preference.

The young man was thin and frail, and his slender waist was wrapped in a crescent-white girdle, which made it even more cramped. Fortunately, he was tall, even if compared with the rough and tall northerner like the prince, he was not that big. Weak, on the contrary strong character, looks like jade.

Chunxi was obsessed with his clean and clear youthful demeanor, and was also bewildered by his overly glamorous appearance, a little intoxicated in his eyes.

Fu Cheng glanced at her, took a step back, and sat back on the couch.

Chun Xi just came back to his senses, leaned over, and whispered: "Your Majesty, early in the morning, there was a commotion in the eastern and western cities. It is said that Uncle Guo discovered that someone wrote a poem to slander His Majesty, so Master Yu Hanzhou sent someone to arrest him." The scholars who wrote poetry were arrested, dozens of them were arrested in a row, and the students from Hengyuan Academy came out to parade in the street, wanting to protest this matter.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Yu had countless elite soldiers, and they also arrested those who made troubles, and now they are making troubles. "

Fu Cheng blinked hesitantly and asked, "What did they slander?"

When Chunxi heard the words, she hurriedly looked back, then leaned closer and whispered, "I scold Your Majesty for being stupid and immoral, for allowing the bureaucrats to embezzle the money for disaster relief, and for listening to and trusting, allowing Prime Minister Yu to control the government and treat the crown prince as nothing."

After hearing this, Fu Cheng nodded slowly.

Seeing that he was indifferent, Chunxi didn't seem to care much, so she had to withdraw and bring him food.

Fu Cheng lowered her head and held the blood jade to play with, she just sat on the couch in plain clothes, listening to the sound coming from far outside the window.

There seemed to be crying and shouting.

This dynasty is very chaotic now. In some places, it is not an exaggeration to say that the people live in poverty. Corrupt officials are rampant. Yu Hanzhou is the head of the emperor's close ministers. He is a world-renowned powerful minister.

Because the students wrote poems and scolded the emperor, they were arrested...

Fu Cheng thought about it for a while, and vaguely seemed to remember something.

He had been a quilt demon for ten years in his previous life, and he had seen many famine wars, as well as refugees, and he had been taking him to protect his children at that time, and he was also a refugee.

That child has been working very hard, even if he was hungry, he did not give up studying hard. Later, he said that he was going to take the imperial examination to rule the troubled times, but he didn't know if he passed the exam.

Fu Cheng remembered that the child was extremely smart, stable and reliable, but unfortunately he was too outstanding, and was replaced by someone after several exams, because he had no power and power, and no one could make decisions when he sued the officials.

The memory of the last time we met, Fu Cheng can't remember clearly. I only vaguely remember that the child had the outline of a teenager, was pressed and kicked in the snow, and his straight back was broken by force, but he was still the same. Struggling.

And not far from the child, there was an old man with a broken head and his little granddaughter. The two fell in the snow, their eyes were still open, and the sesame seed stand beside them was empty for some reason. Flooded by the vast snow.

It was freezing cold, and they were frozen to death.

The child laughed hoarsely when he saw him.

Fu Cheng only remembered that he hugged herself tighter and tighter, wrapped it around his ear, and said to him in a hoarse voice:

"It turns out that I have never seen this world clearly."

"Study hard in the cold window, the imperial examination was entered into the world, and the world is peaceful and fashionable. Now, only the wicked can eat the wicked and give justice to others."

……

When Fu Cheng thought of that child, she felt a little depressed, clutching the blood jade in silence.

Judging from the mediocrity of the prince who relies on the empress to rely on his mother's family for everything, even if he becomes an emperor, he can't keep the country and the people. To be honest, he is really not as good as Yu Hanzhou. It can keep the world peaceful.

But if Yu Hanzhou is also a tyrant in the end... Fu Cheng frowned.

Forget it, he will be buried with Yu Hanzhou after all.

The original owner's unreliable astrology still has two brushes, at least it can read minds, and it can also see the end of its own death, which is very good.

Of course, the original owner was devoted to the prince, and couldn't accept the nightmare fact of being buried with Yu Hanzhou in the end, so he chose to go to the underworld.

As for Fu Cheng, since she got the blood jade yesterday and her body didn't hurt anymore, her mentality is quite good.

It doesn't matter whether he was buried or died for love, as long as he doesn't feel pain or uncomfortable from now on, and he can enjoy the delicious food and spicy food until the day of the funeral, he will be very happy.

The pursuit of the salted fish little quilt demon is so simple.

Chun Xi quickly brought hot porridge and snacks, and served Fu Cheng to eat.

Today's porridge is completely different from the past vegetarian porridge with no oily smell and only green vegetables.

Fu Cheng smelled the aroma of chicken soup almost as soon as Chunxi opened the food box.

He took a sip curiously, only to find that the stewed meat melted in his mouth with the porridge, and the soup was also very fragrant. Not only was it not greasy, but he didn't feel nauseated at all after drinking it.

Seeing that his appetite seemed to improve, Chunxi said with a smile: "My lord, this is what the lord specially asked the guards to send. It is said that the chicken soup is specially oiled several times before it is used. It is the first time I have heard of doing this. Your lord can Do you like it?"

"Very good." Fu Cheng nodded slowly.

Before, the food he ate basically had no meat or salt, and all kinds of strange medicines were often added to it, which was really disgusting.

Now it can be regarded as eating the food that people should eat.

Fu Cheng felt that his savior was indeed a good person, at least, it was not easy to ignore the identity of the prince as a dog and forcefully send these foods to him.

Chunxi said: "Your Excellency is really careful. Before, the servants only thought that the food for the prince is not bad compared to the women who are convalescing in the palace, but now it seems that even if it is porridge, it can be seen whether they are careful or not. "

"Uh..." Fu Cheng was silent for a moment upon hearing that.

Dare to feel that the dark dishes he ate were unique to the palace.

Well, just pretend that the little quilt demon has never seen the world.

Fu Cheng had some doubts about the cooking level of this dynasty. After finishing half a bowl of porridge, he looked at the food box next to him.

Chunxi hurriedly took out a few plates of novelty snacks, and said: "This is also specially sent here. It is said that the ingredients are special. You don't have to worry about eating it. If you want to eat it in the future, just ask the servant to pass it on. That's it. But, how to make this dim sum... I don't seem to have seen this servant in the imperial dining room of the palace..."

Chunxi showed hesitation.

"Hmm." Fu Cheng looked at the familiar puffs on the bottom plate, and other modern desserts such as mango mousse and fresh jelly... fell into deep thought.

This thing... can't be made by people here, right?

He frowned slightly, thought for a while, but still didn't ask, just took a puff that Chunxi handed over with a handkerchief, and tentatively took a bite.

It is not the familiar modern cream inside... but another kind of dairy product that tastes very similar to cream, but if you taste it carefully, you will find that it has no inherent greasy taste of cream.

In Fucheng's first life, in that modern society, there was no such thing.

Fu Cheng ate one slowly, and after waiting for a while, she didn't feel full or uncomfortable.

Even, he thought it was delicious, sweet but not greasy.

Unable to figure it out, Fu Cheng stopped thinking about it for the time being, and just enjoyed the food slowly.

Chunxi was still very worried that he would not be able to digest it after eating, but this kind of worry was obviously superfluous.

Because Fu Cheng's normal appetite is too small, but after eating a puff and half a piece of mousse, he listlessly threw away his chopsticks and yawned.

"Don't eat."

He was in pain before, and he ate a lot by eating desserts to divert his attention. Now there is no pain, no pressure, and he is delicate. Instead, he doesn't even want to endure possible stomach pains.

Chun Xi was delighted with the boy's transformation. In her opinion, Fu Cheng is now full of energy and doesn't care about anything anymore, which is a good thing.

Putting the snacks back into the food box, Chun Xi wanted to relieve Fu Cheng's boredom, so she talked about the gossip just now.

"Your Majesty, I heard that among the things written by the scholars this time, there is a notebook in which the names of all the high officials who have been corrupted and accepted bribes have been written so far. This is the real reason why Xiang Yu arrested them. Now some people in the palace say that , the first name above is Yu Xiang himself."

Hearing the sound, Fu Cheng nodded slowly, without expressing anything.

Chun Xi sighed after thinking about it, and shook his head, "I heard that those scholars are about to be exiled this time, and it looks too pitiful, what's the difference from the previous court's punishment? Those who questioned Prime Minister Yu. This servant does not understand that Prime Minister Yu is admired by thousands of people, why should he destroy his reputation?"

Hearing this, Fu Cheng asked curiously, "Why do you question him?"

Chunxi looked at him hesitantly, and then said: "They said that Prime Minister Yu did not help arrest corrupt officials, but instead arrested scholars. .”

Hearing these words, Fu Cheng frowned, and suddenly asked: "If it is true that the name of corrupt officials is written in the book, what do you think other adults will do if they are allowed to handle this matter?"

Chunxi was stunned for a moment, then hesitated and said: "It depends on who it is. If it is Mr. Chen Guyi who is famous for his integrity, he will try his best to keep these scholars alive, and then find a chance to hand over the book to a trustworthy person."

"Well," Fu Cheng casually nodded and said, "That is to say, it is very likely that a good official will be sacrificed."

"Yes, those people...there are too many. If so, if they can't find the book, Mr. Chen will definitely not be able to live." Chunxi shuddered subconsciously.

But Fu Cheng asked calmly: "What if a corrupt official handles this matter? Exclude Yu Hanzhou."

"This..." Chunxi thought for a while, and said, "From the past, it is nothing more than killing the whole family, and it is not uncommon for the entire family to be imprisoned. His Majesty dislikes others saying that he is not effective in governance, and now many things are handled by Mr. Yu." of."

"So?" Fu Cheng slightly tilted his head, "Sacrificing a rare and good official, thousands of people were imprisoned by the nine clans, and what Yu Hanzhou is dealing with now - exiling the people involved, which one is better?"

"Of course it's Liu..." Chunxi said without hesitation in the middle, then froze in astonishment.

She raised her head blankly and looked at the young man in front of her who seemed to have never asked about world affairs, as if she didn't know him at all.

But Fu Cheng ignored her surprise, just lowered his head to play with the blood jade, and said slowly: "If you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about no firewood. What's the matter with exile, can the court accommodate people who tell the truth?" ? As long as you are alive, you will have the opportunity to come back and speak out in the future."

A group of powerless students, no matter how loud their voices are, in the face of such an arbitrary imperial power, they are like a mayfly shaking a tree.

Those who have the right to speak and can change everything are always the ones who hold the most power.

Perhaps in modern times, it is a good thing to have the courage to speak up, but in the chaotic Northern Dynasty, speaking out was nothing more than costing the lives of the whole family. The old emperor insisted on not listening or watching, so who can say anything?

Fu Cheng is not sure what a good person Yu Hanzhou is, but in this matter, Yu Hanzhou is too similar to the child he met in his previous life.

The morals of this world cannot tolerate honesty on the surface, and honest officials will only be dismissed, and they will eventually be depressed and frustrated. Just look at the overwhelming advantage of the court and China.

Chun Xi silently lowered her head and thought for a long time before she said: "Your Majesty, in the past, when the slaves heard that the upright and upright officials in the court were sent back to their hometown by Prime Minister Yu, they thought that Prime Minister Yu was arbitrary. Now that I think about it carefully, before Prime Minister Yu came, Too many adults died, no one spared their lives, even their wives, children and fathers could not escape death."

Including the old national teacher back then, desperately admonishing, just to put down the southern pirate rebellion, but His Majesty was indifferent, and finally sent the old national teacher out somehow, so that the old man, who was nearly [-] years old, died in battle like that .

If it wasn't for Yu Hanzhou who came out later, it is still uncertain which bandit is sitting in that seat in the Northern Dynasty.

Chunxi grew up in the palace since she was a child, and she has heard about these things that are not considered secrets. The left and right emperors are addicted to alchemy, and they don't care much about it.

"Your Majesty said so, and this servant seems to have understood a lot. From now on, I will respect Xiang Yu even more."

Fu Cheng nodded, and stopped responding.

When Chun Xi left, Fu Cheng looked at her slender finger bones and hummed softly.

What he didn't say was that in the future seen by the original owner, Yu Hanzhou did a lot of bad things. He was not a good person, and he was also very ambitious. This is the most essential difference between Yu Hanzhou and ordinary corrupt officials.

……

There is not much difference between Fu Cheng's speculation and the facts.

In the west market of the capital city, in the middle of an old courtyard, there are countless paper manuscripts piled up like a hill.

Not far away were the students who were about to be kicked out of the capital. They were all tied up and pushed to the corner of the wall. Some of them even had tears on their faces, and they just stared blankly at the slender figure standing beside the hill.

The back of the black figure was as tall and straight as a green pine, standing against the wind, holding one of the books in his hand, and looking down carefully.

In the end, the man threw the book back into the pile of papers, and said to Yao Wulun, the Chief Internal Officer who was waiting next to him:

"Eunuch Yao, His Majesty can't see these words. According to the facts, let's burn them."

The eunuch with a white face and no beard immediately nodded and bowed, and said: "What Yu Xiang said is that such rebellious remarks are in line with the family. But... our family also knows that you have always been kind, my lord, and you do not want to kill for your majesty's sake." The Tao of Longevity means accumulating blessings and virtues, and this matter is naturally up to you."

The man chuckled when he heard the words, and the subordinate behind him stepped forward and handed a rosewood box to the eunuch.

Yao Wulun accepted it calmly, immediately cupped his hands with a smile, made a big salute to the man, and then left as if he had never seen anything.

The students who witnessed the whole process in the corner immediately became angry and cursed at the man.

"Yu Hanzhou! Bribing people in broad daylight and oppressing people with power, do you still have righteousness in your heart! Do you still remember why you were appointed as a scholar back then!"

"Zhuzi actually joined forces with treacherous eunuchs..."

"Yu Xiang, how can you bear to burn my hard work..."

……

Criticisms kept coming and going, but no matter how clamoring and begging the group of students, the man's eyes remained calm, he raised his hand, took the torch handed over by his subordinates, threw it into the mountain of paper piles, and the flames instantly ignited. Rise up.

The raging flames shone into those deep black eyes, but no matter what, they couldn't illuminate the hidden thoughts in them.

He didn't look at the burnt books, but walked all the way to the corner, flung out the folding fan in his hand, and knocked out the young man who was about to bite his tongue to commit suicide, then quickly took it back and held it in his palm.

Facing countless angry and questioning gazes, the man didn't change his expression, he only hooked his lips, and said to the old man in the middle:

"Mr. Wen, everyone here is your student. You should be able to tell the difference between people and these dead things."

Hearing the words, the old man closed his eyes tiredly, nodded for a long time, bowed his hands to the man, and said: "Thank you Yu for protecting the lives of my thousand students from Hengyuan, the old man is very grateful."

As soon as the words fell, the old man's little apprentice stuck his neck and said: "Master! It was he who burned the poems of the brothers! Why are you still helping him!"

When the man heard the words, he asked with a half-smile: "Boy, you said it was written by your senior brothers. Have you read it one by one, and have you recited it in your heart?"

The young man suddenly became weaker, hesitantly said: "Also... I haven't read it all, senior brother wrote it, how can I recite it? Don't make excuses!"

"But the truth, I can write them down word for word."

The man answered casually, ignoring the stunned look of everyone, just smiled and continued to ask:

"All you have been saying is that no one listens to the truth, but now that you have heard and remembered the truth, and are more capable of doing it, do you want to make a big fuss and seek death?"

"The law of the Northern Dynasties, if all the young and old in the family die, the good land and family property will be confiscated and confiscated for public use. The rest of the old and young women and children will be sent to Huai'an Hall (shelter house), and the government will be fully responsible for food, clothing, housing and transportation."

"As a parent, as a child, but the situation is serious and it is inconvenient to speak out, so I look for death and life. You can have integrity when you die, but what should the wife and children, old parents and mothers do at home?"

There was no sound in the courtyard, and the young students bowed their heads silently.

And the man who caused all this seemed to have no intention of waiting for an answer at all, turned his head to give instructions to his subordinates, and left the bleak courtyard without looking back.

The accompanying dark guards immediately caught up and reported all the analysis of Fu Cheng in the painting boat.

The man who had pursed his lips straight and frowned tightly stretched his eyebrows, smiled lowly, and said: "It seems that he has not been adopted by the queen. It's just that this medicine jar doesn't read the truth, so let's take a bite." A villain, somewhat owes a lesson."

After finishing speaking, the man didn't care about the hidden guard who was overwhelmed by his smile, and strode into the sedan chair with his fan in his hand.

Gao Zhi, who was catching up behind, looked at the vigorous figure, then looked at the quietly opened windows on the left and right, and shook his head.

Mr. Shoufu has always been handsome and handsome, and it has not been a day or two since he has provoked his heart. He knows how to restrain himself on weekdays, why is he laughing outside now?

Unable to figure it out, Gao Zhi hurriedly chased after him, lowered his voice and asked, "My lord, what should we do with those people?"

As soon as the words fell, a slow order came from the sedan chair.

"Didn't you listen to what Eunuch Yao said? To accumulate virtue for His Majesty, don't kill, just drive him out of the capital."

The author says:

Fucheng in Chunxi's eyes: a sickly beauty who is independent from the world and overwhelms the country, lonely as the bright moon...

Fu Cheng in Yu Hanzhou's eyes: I can hardly be called a small trash... This medicine jar...

Fu Cheng: I will never read minds in my next life.