The official is deeply trapped in the Shura field

"Okay, I believe you, did you sleep well last night?"

Yang Zhen knelt down to re-arrange his clothes, and re-tied his messy hair with a wooden comb. Zhu Jue just ate the red fruit on the table, "Well, it's good, this one is really sour. , the teeth fell down, tsk..."

The man behind him deliberately slowed down the speed of combing his hair, holding his soft hair tightly in the palm of his hand, his eyes were full of extreme tenderness.

Today is the third session. Zhu Jue is still clear-headed. He felt sore wrists while writing. He lowered his head and coughed twice. After rubbing his wrists for a while, he continued to answer the questions. After a morning, the academician announced that there were still two more days to encourage them. Continuing to insist, Zhu Jue didn't listen, turned around and went to Yang Zhen's place. Before he got close, he heard a few scholars surrounded there, who didn't know what to say. After a while, he heard the familiar voice of Yang Zhen, "What I have is mine, why should I give it to you, don't you think this is too funny?"

It turned out that another scholar fell ill and wanted to come over to ask Yang Zhen to ask for the medicine. Although Yang Zhen sat cross-legged, he was as imposing as a rainbow, and asked them with a sneer, "You didn't bring any medicine for the entrance examination. Now I hope that I have a kind heart, and I am not the Tathagata Buddha just for the sake of saving sentient beings, so go on your own, and don’t mess with my pensive mood.”

A few people came here to ask for medicine. Although they were not convinced, they still left. Zhu Jue then went in and closed the door tightly, "Really? What if?"

Yang Zhen raised his head and glanced at him coolly, and asked aloud, "Did you cough when you answered the test just now?"

Ok?

Zhu Jue was a little dazed, and shook his head after thinking about it, with an innocent face, "No, no, you heard it wrong, or should I still give the medicine? Hmm?"

"No, you sit down, I'll make you something to eat."

The daily dry food is about to catch up with eating stones. After a while, a few more scholars came over, this time to beg for food, "Uh, we came here smelling the smell, please, can you two eat the food that you can't finish?" Give us some, will you?"

Generally, you can only bring some dry food or fruits during the scientific examination, especially many poor scholars have no money to prepare at home, and it is the first time they come to the test, they have no experience, and they don’t know what to bring, so they will not be able to supply them at the later stage. This time Zhu Jue had the right to make the decision, so he hurriedly took out all his things and divided them up. When he came back from his busy work, he saw the man's gloomy face.

Zhu Jue clenched his fists into his lips and coughed twice, looked up at the direction of the sky, "Ahem, tell me, this, the sun is quite bright, why does it feel like thunder and rain are coming? Huh?"

Yang Zhen ate in silence, without looking at him at all, except that everything on the table was prepared for him. Zhu Jue felt a little unreasonable, stomped his feet, knelt down and frowned and said, "That, that, what, we don't Can’t eat it? It’s an emergency for them, isn’t it?”

The man opposite still didn't speak, Zhu Jue pursed his lips, crawled to sit next to him, and bumped his elbow with his elbow, "Hey, are you angry?"

"Don't mind me, what's the big deal?"

Yang Zhen on the other end couldn't help it, he was so angry that his stomach burst, "You, do you know..."

I have nothing left...

"What, know what?"

Yang Zhen put down his chopsticks, turned over and pressed him on the bed, bent his fingers and flicked the top of his head twice, and said viciously, "If I don't have anything to eat, I'll chop it up and cook it for you."

This heartless person can piss people off. After the sixth day, the seventh day is the most exhausting time for everyone. Everyone's complexion or physical strength can't keep up. Zhu Jue also feels very weak. Especially the test questions in the afternoon, after a long time, it can be regarded as looking forward to the ninth day, everyone saw the dawn of hope, but Zhu Jue was a little listless, with a headache, Yang Zhen pressed him for a long time in advance, when answering the questions His eyes were still dazzled, so he barely squinted for a while, got up and finished answering the questions, then lay down and passed out.

In the dream of swords and swords, he remembered the scene when Fu Renzhang saw him for the last time. In Yuan Wang's mansion, he sat upright, because Fu Renzhang came in wearing a suit of armor, and he only said one sentence, "Zhu Jue, drink this, let people Send you out of town, okay?"

Heartbroken, he knew that the person he fell in love with was a prince, and he wanted to win that country, success or failure depended on it, he shook his head with wet eyes, "Fu Renzhang, I want to die with you."

The man's face was hidden in the darkness, but his tone became trembling abnormally. He pressed his shoulder and said, "No, I want you to live, Zhu Jue, I love you more than my own life."

The man's lips fell, as cold as hoarfrost outside, and a tear stuck to him. After the man licked it clean, he comforted him in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, I will take you to a good place, drink it. I beg you."

The teacup in Fu Renzhang's hand pressed against his lips, leaving a long trace. He looked at him almost with tears in his eyes, raised his head and drank it all, and the white light gradually flashed in front of his eyes. He saw Fu Renzhang bowed his head and kissed the spot between his forehead. The red mole gradually sank into darkness.

Waking up again, Zhu Jue stared at the bed curtains around him in a trance, sat up while pressing his forehead with pain in his heart, took a deep breath, recalled the events of his previous life, and said in a hoarse voice, "Chai Bo..."

Changqing trotted in when he heard the voice, "Master, you're awake."

I couldn't even lift my eyelids, and suddenly remembered that he was still taking the exam, "Well, how did I come back?"

Isn't he in Gongyuan?What, just came back?Already finished the exam?

"Emperor Endehou came back with you in his arms. He almost scared me and Chai Bo to death. What do you think? I'll go ask the doctor..."

After all, the person ran away and disappeared. The Chai Bo heard it, wiped his hands and came in, holding a bowl of clear porridge, "Oh, hey, I'm awake. Thank God, thank you Bodhisattvas who passed by."

After praying to the sky and the earth, he looked at Zhu Jue expectantly, "Master, drink it up, I can go and release the life after drinking it all up."

ha?

"When did our family write these letters?"

Chai Bo handed him the silver spoon, and hurriedly said, "Hey, it's not that my luck has been bad recently. I hope everything goes well for you. The black loach that I bought in a basket is waiting for you to wake up." , the old slaves will go and release them all.”

Hearing this, Zhu Jue felt sore from the bottom of his heart, and hummed, "Then, by the way, Uncle Chai, please pray again, so that I can be on the list."

"Okay, don't worry, don't worry about this, drink quickly, I've been up for a long time."

After scooping it up and drinking it all, Uncle Chai took the bowl and was about to go out happily. Zhu Jue hurriedly said, "Hey, Uncle Chai, and Yang Zhen, please pray together..."

"okay."

Changqing then led the doctor in, sat down and felt his pulse, "Little uncle, you are so weak, I will prescribe some nourishing medicinal herbs for you, and you can take it as a medicinal diet."

Zhu Jue rubbed his temples, "Okay, and I always have a headache, since I hit it last time."

The doctor moved closer and opened his pupils to look, "I really can't see it, um, try not to get excited, there is probably still blood in it, you have to wait for it to dissipate slowly, and then everything will be fine."

After sending the doctor out, Zhu Jue asked Changqing to go to Enderhou's Mansion to tell Yang Zhen that he lay down again, and when he closed his eyes, he saw Fu Renzhang's painful appearance, which could not go away for a long time. Zhu Jue was sure that he had loved him once, but However, love is not as important as the country, and it is not as important as the throne. Now that I think about it, I am so stupid that I am willing to die with him, and I don’t want to see if he is willing or not?Self-proclaimed lover...

Zhu Jue curled up into a ball, his limbs were sore and swollen, suddenly heard a voice behind him, and turned to look.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Fu Renzhang saw that there was no one waiting outside, so he came in directly, saw him bent over in discomfort, and hurried over to ask him.

Zhu Jue raised his head and looked at Fu Renzhang who came over with a complicated expression, and gradually overlapped with the man from his previous life, biting his lips unconsciously until bleeding came out.

"So uncomfortable? Do you want to invite the imperial doctor to come and have a look?"

Zhu Jue closed his eyes, and directly issued the order to evict the guest, "Get out."

In this world, there are not many people who dare to talk to Fu Renzhang like this, and Zhu Jue is just one of them.

The light in Fu Renzhang's eyes gradually dimmed, and he turned his head and waved for Nanny Zhong to come in, holding a large bowl of egg custard, which was tender and yellow, and said to him sideways, "This, it's very good to eat after being sick, try it .”

After speaking, the man turned around and left, Zhu Jue frowned and looked at his back, still wearing red clothes, remembering that he had asked, leaning on the man's arms and pulling his red body, "Hey, why do you always wear red? "

Fu Renzhang obviously didn't want to answer, but was forced by him, and finally told the truth, he said that he wanted people who cared about him to recognize him at a glance in the crowd, that's all.

Fu Renzhang, now I can recognize you, but I don't want to get close to you anymore. This color just happens to be a signal for me to avoid you.

Grandma Zhong felt distressed when she saw his pale appearance, "I just went back to my hometown to pay respects to my ancestors, and my grandpa fell ill when I came back. Let's make it right, my uncle fell ill again. I told Uncle Chai, is it this?" The mansion is unlucky, why is it always sick and troublesome, alas, hurry up, this is my nanny's special dish, little uncle eats a few bites, make sure you warm your heart."

Yes, Fu Renzhang likes to eat egg custard the most. This is the only dish he has ever learned. The more he thinks about it, the more he feels cheap. In the world, I can only rely on myself. At this moment, my temperament is becoming more and more condensed. I didn't even look at the nanny, and waved my hand, "Take it away, I hate eating custard the most."

The nurse didn't seem to expect him to refuse so coldly, she paused for a while, leaned back slightly, and carried it out.

"He, didn't eat?"

Grandma Zhong couldn't lie, so she nodded, "I felt fine a year ago, but now I don't know why, and I'm very resistant."

Fu Renzhang didn't say that he had provoked others before, so he could only vaguely say, "Well, maybe, I'm sick and confused..."

Thinking back to what Zhu Jue said to him just now, he dared to be so bold. Seeing that Xiao Hongdou recovered from his illness, he had to give him a good lesson.

The author has something to say: Zhu Jue: Get out.

Fu Renzhang was frustrated: Daughter-in-law, can I kneel on the washboard, please forgive me, last time I really couldn't help myself...