The official is deeply trapped in the Shura field

The cold morning wind blows open the curtain on one side, and there is a person sitting in the hall. The little eunuch comes in with a food box, simple porridge and side dishes, and seeing the worried look of the man, he takes the initiative to start a chatterbox, "Ninth Prince Yinshi I came back once, and then I went hunting in the countryside with a few masters, about, I won’t be back for a while, you, eat something.”

Zhu Jue lowered his eyelashes, bowed his lips to thank him, and ate a few mouthfuls with chopsticks. Fu Renzhang's current fate is still in the hands of Fu Renzhang. He can't help him either.

However, he was still uneasy in his heart. He knew Fu Renzhang's temperament best. He is not allowed to wear underpants, the robe is empty, and he is holding it up and playing with it at any time. Every day, his waist is sore and limp, begging for mercy, and he closes his eyes suddenly to calm down those charming dirty emotions. After a while, he opens his eyes and laughs. Sigh, I was so stupid in my previous life.

In the suburbs, a group of aristocratic princes and brothers headed by Fu Renzhang were sitting idle in the villa, and someone flattered him, "His Royal Highness Ninth Prince is so skilled that he even hunted a young deer. He is truly a blessed man."

At the table banquet, deer wine was paired with blood, charcoal-grilled venison, and tendon in sauce. Anyway, they were all treasures. The other one next to Fu Renzhang’s head also greeted him with a smile, "Blessed? It’s not just blessed, it’s a big deal." Blessing, what are you going to play later, Your Highness?"

Several people were eager to try, and came out to play with the Ninth Prince just for the sake of excitement. The man above him was wearing a vermilion robe, the cuffs and neckline were all pinched with five-clawed dragon patterns, his eyes were deep and narrow, and his nose was straight and straight. Pretty, rosy thin lips sipped the wine in the glass, staring at the group of dancing maidservants without interest, beckoning them to stop, sitting up straight and meaningfully glanced at the forehead of the person who just spoke, " You guys don't have any red moles on your foreheads?"

what?

Several people looked at each other, not knowing why.

"Your Highness, what do you mean?"

Fu Renzhang suddenly became interested, and rubbed his fingers lightly, "Go, find some male servants."

Male servants refer to the younger boys who are raised by rich and noble families. They look like women with exquisite bodies. They are beautiful in white skin and small things. They have been following the Ninth Prince for a few days. They never know that he has this hobby, "Your Highness Why did you suddenly become interested?"

This matter is hard to say, if it gets out, the Ninth Prince doesn't love his daughter but prefers a boy, that's a big deal.

Fu Renzhang was leaning on the back of the chair, leaning on a hard pillow, humming the tune of the opera slowly, ignoring them.

Soon, there were several boys standing in the hall. Although it was late autumn, they were only wearing a transparent gauze, and they could see everything clearly. Fu Renzhang glanced at each of them, stretched out his finger and called the boy in the middle, Then the boys on the side knelt down one by one, waiting for the Ninth Prince to move.

Fu Renzhang only took one look at him, then let him kneel behind him, and said in a relaxed tone, "Just play around and pretend I'm not here."

The first flatterer just now came to his senses first, pulled the boy who was kneeling behind him to sit in his arms, raised his hand to feed him a sip of wine, seeing his blushing face, he couldn't help feeling sorry for him, the rest of them just drank, never Note that a few maidservants came from behind to replace all their jugs.

The moonlight outside the hall was bright, with bits and pieces of light penetrating in. Under the lights, everyone at each table was drunk, hugging the male servants in their arms and flirting with each other. As soon as he entered, the table was overturned by violent movements, and the deer blood wine in the cup was spilled all over the carpet.

Fu Renzhang was still lying on his arms and watching them messy, until the son on the table trembled and quickly raised his back, and he turned his gaze away after a muffled groan.

The boy kneeling behind was terrified. Everyone in the capital didn't know about the Ninth Prince. It was rumored behind his back that he was cruel and ruthless. Although his ears were filled with various sounds of water, he didn't dare to think about it.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt something cold on the top of his head pressing against him. Hearing the man's deep magnetic voice, he ordered, "Don't move."

The boy quickly retracted his legs that were about to stand up, and looked straight ahead honestly.

Holding a Langhao brush in his hand, Fu Renzhang dipped in deer blood and dotted it on the middle of his forehead, raised his eyebrows and said, "Look up at me."

A face slowly lifted up, the boy's appearance is very good-looking, that kind of beautiful appearance, respectful eyes, without a trace of dirt, but Fu Renzhang just felt that it was almost tasteless, and suddenly remembered the little boy who was taken captive last night. Uncle, threw away the pen, left a sentence, turned and left, "Dispose of it."

The boy was staring blankly, when suddenly his neck was strangled by the eunuch behind him, and he didn't even have a chance to open his mouth to breathe, so he died, only the blood bead on his forehead, which gradually turned into a dull red, without the bright red luster .

Entering the city at night, the curfew guards saw this man, kowtowed to say hello, and allowed the servants to enter on foot.

The sedan chair was carried all the way to the gate of Zhu Jue Hall, the little eunuch shook off his drowsiness, knelt down and waited deeply, not long after, a pair of black boots flashed in front of his eyes.

Although he escaped last night, Zhu Jue knew that that person would not let him go, and sure enough, he came again tonight.

"Your Highness is a thousand years old."

When Fu Renzhang entered the door, he saw him kneeling in the middle of the ground, and greeted him respectfully.

He raised his hand and said, and sat in the Teng Qing threaded armchair on the main seat.

Hearing this, Zhu Jue brushed the hem of his robe, and continued to kneel in a proper manner, "Your Highness, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have made rash remarks in the morning court to make you angry. Why don't I return to the mansion tomorrow to prepare a heavy gift for you?" In your house, I hope His Highness will forgive me."

Zhu Jue had already remembered what had offended Fu Renzhang, so he was arrested and tortured.

Fu Renzhang had already drank stader's blood wine, and it was rare to hear him speak in a well-spoken manner. He took a cup of tea and sipped it, his eyes fixed on the outline of his profile, "Well, forgive me? It's easy to say , read a script for Bengong."

Word book?

The three words resounded in his ears like a dull thunder, especially the raised sound at the end of the words, which clearly indicated that he was emotional.

Zhu Jue's expression was serious, and he didn't reach out to take the yellow paper from the eunuch's hand, but buried his head lower, and continued to plead guilty, "Your Highness, forgive me, I have been working hard for the past few days, and my eyesight is not good. I can’t see the shadow clearly, so I really can’t read it.”

It was the first time Fu Renzhang saw such a shameless person, he bent his fingers and tapped his knuckles on the table, the sound of beeping made the air even more suffocating.

"Oh, can't read it? Then you can make it up. Now make up a dirty joke and tell me."

Fu Renzhang probably thought this idea was very good, nodded repeatedly, and continued, "Let's say, the general found a man and hid in that big tent to have an affair."

Bah, you bastard, your mind is full of these vulgar things, Zhu Jue straightened his body slightly, and paw his fingers on the ground, in order to make himself clear, "Excuse me, I can't."

The man in the armchair raised his legs, pursed the corners of his lips into a straight line, and said in a icy tone, "You are quite courageous, believe it or not, if I hand in a memorial tomorrow morning, you will have to take off Yu Enbo's hat and become a Rili knelt down and read the scriptures to Ben Gong, huh?"

Zhu Jue gritted his teeth, this scumbag, the worst thing is to die, it's better than getting someone to drink poisoned wine in the end, he raised his head and looked at him, his eyes were burning, and he asked him sharply, "My Uncle Yuen's title is the one that my ancestors experienced. Life and death on the battlefield has continued all the way to this day, but you want to deprive them for your own desires. You really don't practice virtue and kill without reason. If I fight to the death today, I won't fulfill your wish..."

When he got angry, the red mole in the middle of his forehead became redder and redder. Fu Renzhang liked him very much when he was annoyed, and blurted out a frivolous sentence, "Don't, I don't want you to die, just be obedient, and I won't tell Father. "

Fu Renzhang leaned forward and stretched out his hand towards him, "The red mole on your forehead is so beautiful, step forward and let me touch it, okay?"

Zhu Jue was so angry that he couldn't quite understand what he was saying. In his previous life, he always said the same thing, either hugging or leaning, "Bao'er's beauty mole is so beautiful, let me kiss it... "

"Don't be shy, let me see..."

"Don't block it, I love you the most, let me watch..."

A high-pitched voice came over, and the last sentence turned into a shrill female voice, "The two brothers love your place the most, so I'll goug it out..."

Thick blood ran down his forehead and rushed into his throat. Zhu Jue bent over and vomited, then stared at him coldly and cursed, "You are a shameless, maddened person, the sky has no eyes..."

Two guards suddenly appeared from behind, and pressed him close to the ground. The cold touch penetrated his cheeks and penetrated into the heart of the heart. Zhu Jue secretly hated that he had no right to resist. He gritted his teeth, and his bloody eyes It was full of helpless sorrow.

It was just a moment, Fu Renzhang waved his hand in displeasure, don't crush the plaything he managed to get, that's not fun, frowned, looked at the two hidden guards, and ordered, "Go and receive the punishment yourself."

Then he looked at Zhu Jue, "You have a bad temper and don't want to follow me?"

Zhu Jue straightened up slowly, the jade hairpin crown was already loose, a few random locks covered his lifeless eyes, and he replied seemingly unintentionally, "I follow you, just because one day, you treat me as a gift Is it usually given to others, just for the sake of taking me as a hostage in exchange for your free chips? Hehehe..."

His crazy and foolish laughter echoed in the hall, Fu Renzhang frowned even more when he heard it, stood up a few steps and tried to stop him, but the accident happened in an instant.

Zhu Jue was in a trance like a world-weary trance, thinking that he was dead and still alive, but he couldn't feel the temperature of being alive, so he simply died and hit the pillar with a kind of overwhelming determination.