The official is deeply trapped in the Shura field

In the carriage going back, Zhu Jue bit his lip and pondered, what on earth did the eldest prince want to do, why did he have to put him to death?Could it be that, just because of that iron scroll, even though he was daring to fool the past today, what should he do in the future, is it possible to guard against thieves every day?

As soon as he entered the mansion, Uncle Chai quickly walked over to check him up and down, "Hey, what kind of taboo did you commit these days, and what caused such bad luck, how are you doing?"

Zhu Jue pursed his lips and smiled, but instead comforted him, "It's okay, I'm a dignified little uncle with a clean sleeve, so I'm afraid."

"That's a good relationship. Come in quickly, it's still freezing cold outside."

Lifting the curtain and entering the room, besides the thick padded jacket, he sat in front of the stove to warm himself up, thinking about Jiang Fan's matter, he probably didn't succeed this time, and he had to find a backup, so he had to be more on guard, and opened his mouth and shouted, "Uncle Chai."

Coincidentally, a person came in from the other end, his slender figure walked around the screen, Zhu Jue was already on the fire, and when he saw him, he became even more furious, "What are you doing here?"

Fu Renzhang had just made this rocking chair, and it was a great success. He was so happy, he changed his clothes and came over with less food, and waved for someone to carry it in. Because the thing was so big, a few servants had to open the door, and suddenly a gust of cold wind came in. , Zhu Jue shivered, and glared at the rocking chair brought in.

The base of ebony sandalwood is carved with mandarin ducks and phoenixes. The middle is different from other chairs. There are two soft cushions on both sides of it. The armrests are even more beautifully made. Each of them was connected with an iron ring, and dangled into Zhu Jue's ears.

"For a while, you've been studying this?"

The servant on the side boldly rushed to answer, "No, His Highness has not eaten or drank for nearly half a month, but he is sincere."

Giving a gift must be delivered to the bottom of your heart. The boy wants to earn some credit, but he doesn't want the man sitting across from him to sneer, extremely sarcastic, "He's really a fool."

Fu Renzhang also did this in his previous life. For a while, he became obsessed with carpentry. He made things day and night, especially for his body. Later, he could even carve jade. He has used this rocking chair countless times. , and even understood its function clearly, he was walking on thin ice here, but Fu Renzhang was able to carve wood with the old god, what a bastard.

He exhaled irritably, pointed at the door and said in an orderly tone, "Carry it out, I don't want it."

Fu Renzhang seldom treats a person with such heart, but this person does not appreciate it at all, and dares to be so contemptuous in his attitude, which is unbearable. He waved his hand to signal everyone to go out, and took a few steps to lift him up, with a gloomy look on his face , grabbing his chin with his left hand, pinching his waist with his right hand, leaning against him and asking, "Why, in your eyes, I am ridiculous?"

"Yeah, it's ridiculous."

The man Danfeng stared at him sharply, both of them had each other in their pupils, but not all of them, Fu Renzhang was half burning, half reflected his stubborn appearance, he gritted his teeth, "Do you really think I won't kill you? "

Heh, Zhu Jue really hoped that he could keep his word.

"There is nothing in this world that His Highness would not dare to do, eh..."

Fu Renzhang suddenly held the back of his head and kissed him, his lips, tongue and teeth collided with each other, he eagerly wanted to go in and taste it, whether it was as sweet and delicious as imagined, but the man under him was very uncooperative, Zhu Jue's hands and feet Unable to struggle, they could only close their teeth and bite his tongue fiercely, a bloody smell spread in their mouths.

"Bah." Wiping off the blood on his lips, Fu Renzhang became more excited, "Tsk tsk tsk, I like your temperament of a little pepper. It's very gamey. Today, I just want to subdue you and let you Playing wild in front of Lao Tzu."

After all, he carried him on his shoulders. In this posture, Zhu Jue was head down, dizzy, his whole body couldn't exert his strength, and he couldn't say anything. On the bed, before he could react, Fu Renzhang had already wrapped his belt around him and put his hands above his head, pressing him with one leg, untied his hair tie, stuffed his mouth into his mouth, and brought his body infinitely closer, " Baby, I don't want to have sex with a dead body later, be good, huh? That way you won't suffer."

Zhu Jue shook his head and whimpered, he had already scolded him from beginning to end in his heart, you're a fucking bastard.

The dark blue skirt was opened, and a sweet scent of plum blossoms gradually overflowed from it. It was so clear and pleasant to smell. Fu Renzhang took a deep breath, his dark eyes showed a look of surprise, "Could it be that you have your own body fragrance?" ?”

While raising her head to ask him, she also looked at the red mole in the center of the beauty's forehead. He loves red the most, and this kind of beauty is destined to be his.

The last barrier was torn off, and fingers shuttled back and forth along the gap. Suddenly, there was a wailing sound from outside, and then the sound of Mrs. Zhong breaking in. Fu Renzhang subconsciously pulled the quilt and covered him tightly. No strands of hair were exposed.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty called urgently, and the people in the palace are already waiting outside."

The mess all over the room, and the half-opened skirt of my little master all showed what kind of carefree things he was doing just now.

Under Fu Renzhang's gaze, Grandma Zhong slowly swayed her chubby body, and then picked up a tiger-skin cloak with some difficulty, "Your Highness, I'm in a hurry."

Facing the nanny who had just recovered from a serious illness, Fu Renzhang couldn't say anything else, so he hummed in a low voice, "You go out first."

Grandma Zhong was really afraid of him, so she turned into the East Wing and secretly listened to the movement inside.

As soon as it was opened, Zhu Jue gasped violently with his nose. Fu Renzhang pulled out the contents of his mouth, and then untied his hands and feet. Behind the ear, the tone is uncompromising, "Be smarter next time, and don't always make me angry."

After finishing speaking, the person walked around the screen, the door slammed, and walked away completely.

Not long after, Uncle Chai came in, his eyes were moist with uncontrollable pain, his master was talented and intelligent, never thought that he would go through this ordeal.

"My lord, how could I not have made you suffer so much if this old slave went all out to find the old man?"

old man?

Zhu Jue closed his eyes. He didn't understand Chai Bo's meaning. He just thought that he wanted to escape from the capital, so he also covered up the madness in his heart. He had an uncontrollable thirst for power. Let people castrate that scourge.

His voice was dry and hoarse, and he asked weakly, "Where is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

Chai Bo quickly agreed, not daring to look at him anymore, turned around and went out.

Besides, Fu Renzhang entered Ningyuan Palace with a gloomy face, seeing the woman on the throne didn't salute, he directly lifted his robe and sat down to drink a cup of herbal tea, and asked, "Why did you call me here, my son is about to have sex. "

Sex?

Concubine Zhong Gui didn't look happy, but instead asked vigilantly, "Which wild servant girl seduced you, and chose someone to stick to death."

Heh, Fu Renzhang's right lip was raised up, with an evil spirit, "It's a male fox that only sucks yang. This time, mother and concubine should feel relieved."

Concubine Zhong's chest heaved in anger, she stood up abruptly and grabbed the hard pillow beside him and threw it at his head. Fu Renzhang dodged deftly, smashed it on the tea table with a bang, and then fell onto the carpet with a gurgling sound, without making any more sound.

Instead, the woman's sharp and harsh voice filled the entire palace one after another, "You still dare to hide, okay, the wings are really hard, and I can't move them anymore, okay, get out and kneel, go."

Pointing to the outside of the hall, he roared sharply.

The old people serving in the palace knew that Concubine Zhong Guifei had a bad temper, but they never thought that she would do the same to her only son. The maidservant at the side was obviously surprised, and tried to dissuade her, "Ma'am, it's snowing outside."

The woman at the top was holding her chest, still angry, and scolded, "What's the matter with the snow, even if he gets a knife, he has to go out and kneel for me."

The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became, and she chased after a few steps. Concubine Zhong Guifei was so angry at this stubborn thing, her teeth were itchy with hatred, and she scolded, "You bastard, you still like masculinity, why don't you?" Well, what are you contaminated with? You have been stealing, raping, and playing tricks since you were young. You are not good at riding and shooting. You can’t compare with others in everything. A few princes can learn from the Taifu, but you always make moths , this time it's even worse, let the Taifu teach you carpentry work, I really, really wish I never gave birth to you, such a shameful thing..."

This side was training, the emperor's guard of honor came over, and Emperor Jingli saw that the woman on the tip of his heart was blowing cold wind at the entrance of the hall without a coat, so he hurriedly took off his coat and wrapped it around the beautiful woman, and hurriedly embraced her into the hall, "Hey Hey, my dear, come in, come in, I'm sick from the cold and my heart will die of pain."

"Fucai, close the door quickly, don't let my concubine blow the cold wind."

Fucai was Emperor Jingli's personal eunuch, he shook his whisk and asked, "Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince is still kneeling outside..."

As the door closed, the emperor's last voice pierced through, "He? Kneel down first, so as not to come in and make my darling angry..."

Fu Renzhang sneered, his brows and eyes drooped, and his back was slightly bent. He took off the cloak when he entered the hall just now, but he came out in a thin shirt, and the wind and snow outside the hall fell on him, but he didn't notice it. It's cold, because this bit of ice and snow is far less than the coldness in my heart.

After nearly an hour, Emperor Jingli came out and personally helped Fu Renzhang to get up, his tone was quite tired, "You, you, it's nothing to make your mother and concubine angry, even I will be kicked out and returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

Fucai covered Fu Renzhang with a cloak in his hand, and then knelt down to wipe the snow off his trouser legs before letting the little eunuch who followed him bring the sedan chair over.

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Emperor Jingli sat on the tooth couch with dragon patterns and night pearls inlaid with closed eyes to rest his mind. Fu Renzhang came out in a chrysanthemum-colored cotton robe and shouted, "Father Emperor."

Emperor Jingli opened his eyes suddenly, and waved to him lovingly, "Well, Zhang'er, come and sit next to me."

Fu Renzhang went over as promised, endured the pain from the needle in his knee, and sat down.

"Zhang'er, among the many princes, I dote on you the most. I will follow you about the matter of the Taifu. If you don't want to learn it, that's all. But, you can play with the manly thing. In the future, the emperor will decide Choose a gentle and virtuous woman as your wife, huh?"

Fu Renzhang was too lazy to play Tai Chi with him, waved his robe, got up and said goodbye, "Don't bother father, I will just leave it like this. Lunch is coming, the beauty is still waiting in the mansion, and my son will leave."

Emperor Jingli watched the figure gradually disappear, squinted his eyes, and muttered to Fucai, "Tell me, does Zhang'er have a problem with me? He didn't look very happy when he left, but I depend on him for everything... "

"The Ninth Prince is still young, not yet an adult."

Emperor Jingli patted the low table, "Fuck, you'll be sixteen after the Chinese New Year, and you're still ignorant? You already know how to mess with men..."

The rest of the conversation was endless, and Fucai couldn't answer it, so he simply stepped back a few steps and ordered someone to prepare meals, and when he came back, Emperor Jingli was still struggling, "Fucai, do you know why I treat Lao Jiu alone? "

He didn't want to be guessed, and he answered on his own, "That's because his mother doesn't love her, and his father doesn't love her any more. How sad. I have a soft heart and can't be a bad person. That's all. I'll make an order tomorrow to let Zhang Er My heart is warm and warm..."

The old eunuch bent over, rolled his tea-brown eyeballs, and sighed, royal, royal, fickle and ungrateful.

The author has something to say: Zhu Jue: You are said to be heartless and ungrateful.

Fu Renzhang swallowed a mouthful of hot soup: Don't be afraid, I will be ungrateful to anyone, but I will not be merciless to you.