The official is deeply trapped in the Shura field

After drinking a bowl of porridge and being fed up by that bastard again, Zhu Jue got up and sat looking at the little green outside the window, suddenly he felt better, everything in this life hadn't started yet, it was great.

After the general examination, it was time to prepare for the palace examination. On the second day, Zhu Jue felt that he was all right, so he asked Changqing to send a message to Yang Zhen. He invited his elder brother to have dinner at Zuixianlou. In order to thank him for his care in the examination room, In addition to Yang Zhen, there are also Zhou Wu and Jiang Hua, the eldest son of the Shanweihou Mansion. When the four of them got together, they talked a lot and drank a lot of wine. After a while, Zhu Jue's face turned red, his eyes rolled, and he seemed to be happy. Yang Zhen took advantage of the gap between the banquets to keep an eye on him, and the man's gestures made his heart beat fascinated. He clenched the wine glass tightly with his fingers and drank it down suddenly.

"Brother, I think you and my uncle have a good chance of going to high school. I don't know if we can stand out among generals."

Yang Zhen raised his eyebrows to comfort them, "Don't worry, my dad said there's nothing wrong."

The heirs of their aristocratic families will inevitably occupy most of the court.

After encouraging each other in this way, Yang Zhen sent Zhu Jue back on the way. The light in the carriage was relatively dim. Yang Zhen looked at him with a happy look, and naturally asked curiously, "It feels like you have relaxed a lot, because Is the spring over?"

Yang Zhen thought that Zhu Jue was like this because of the exam, anyway, any result would be justified by the ten years of hard study, but Zhu Jue was relieved because the fate of this life was in his own hands. In the end, regardless of others, he has to live happily and happily for a while before he can enjoy himself.

"Well, no, there's still the imperial examination, and I'm still nervous."

However, he suddenly calmed down, and he didn't elaborate on why, but instead talked about him with the strength of alcohol, "I won't let you in during the palace exam."

Yang Zhen suddenly laughed heartily, and helped him get out of the car, "It's natural, I won't let you, go back."

Humming a ditty into the courtyard, Changqing trotted over with a solemn face, pointed to the room, and said, "Nine thousand years old is here."

Just come here, they all have one nose and two eyes, what are you afraid of him doing?

Zhu Jue walked in without saying a word. The man in the hall was still wearing a sandalwood red spring robe. When he saw him coming in, he retracted his legs and gave a fake cough uncomfortably.

"Uh, that, I went too far last time, so don't take it to heart."

After Fu Renzhang's illness, he seemed to have lost some weight, and his speech was much calmer. After such an explanation of admitting his mistakes, he thought that the man should cry with joy and say that nothing was wrong. He half-closed his eyes, and asked him back, "If I don't, who treats me badly, I can remember it in my next life."

Fu Renzhang stood up, eyes as dark as the night sky, stared at him and continued to pray patiently, "What do you want from me, only you can forgive me, and I will do what you say."

Hey, it's simple, Zhu Jue didn't want anything else, so he answered without thinking, "I just want you to stay away from me, as far away as possible, okay?"

Fu Renzhang sneered, didn't answer directly, changed the topic, pointed to the blueprint on the table, and talked about serious matters, "Here, take a look at the new mansion of Uncle Yu's Mansion. If there is no objection, I will let the people from the Ministry of Industry Work started."

Fu Renzhang designed it himself, and wanted to come over and ask his opinion before finalizing the draft.Stand up and roll up the drawing, leaning over and pointing to one by one to explain to him, "This is a pond, let them plant lotus, this is a garden, this is the main courtyard, don't you like sweet-scented osmanthus, let them Plant a row of golden osmanthus or silver osmanthus at the junction, this is the guest house, the front is your study, and the last is the ancestral hall, how about it?"

In fact, he didn’t mention many things, such as the rockery, the four-cornered pavilion, and a small observation deck on the easternmost side. Zhu Jue pointed to one place and asked, “What is this place?”

There is a very large area, not far from his dormitory. Fu Renzhang straightened his waist and stood with his hands behind his back, "My yard, the nanny said this mansion is unlucky, I am going to move to your place."

what?

Zhu Jue stood up abruptly, with anger surrounding his brows, "What did you say?"

Originally, the two were in a tense state, but last time Fu Renzhang forced him, Zhu Jue felt very resentful in his heart, and now he expects to dismiss him if he goes too far, it is really arrogant.

"Who told you to make up your own mind? There is enmity between us, don't you know?"

He simply opened his mouth completely, but Fu Renzhang didn't move, his eyes became deeper and deeper, "What kind of hatred?"

How dare you ask him why?

Zhu Jue was so angry that he gritted his teeth and pointed at him, "Why did you force me last time, forgot?"

Fu Renzhang didn't think it was a matter of enmity, and spread his hands together, "I didn't forget, the reason is that you want to be engaged to someone else, I will act first, and besides, this will happen sooner or later, it just depends on when I think about it, you As long as you cooperate, I won't hurt you."

Fuck, Zhu Jue was so angry that he stood still for a long time, his voice trembling, "Then you, have you asked my opinion? How dare you speak so brazenly about what you fucking tied Lao Tzu's hands and feet to do? I Right now I don’t have a knife, if I have one…”

Just as he was talking, Fu Renzhang lowered his head and took out the dagger from his boots and handed it over, "Here, here you are."

Fu Renzhang looked at him very seriously, pointed the handle of the dagger at his end, pointed the blade at himself, and continued to seduce him with an evil voice, "here, you can stab me anywhere you want, I will never Move."

Suddenly excited, the pupils of the man opposite him were all red, and his whole body was eager to try. Zhu Jue took a step back unconsciously, and said in a low voice, "You, you lunatic..."

The candlelight at night swayed left and right with the wind coming in from the open door, Fu Renzhang suddenly loosened the tight string, staring madly at his black eyes, and his hoarse voice continued to soak his eardrums, " I'm crazy, I want you, Zhu Jue, how can you forgive me, is that so?"

Before Zhu Jue could react, he had already pulled out the scabbard and stabbed himself in the abdomen. Soon, blood flowed out from his wrist and dripped onto the woolen carpet.

The pain felt so good, Fu Renzhang asked him with a smile on his lips, "Can I do it once, or can I do it again?"

The eyes of the two opposing men were red, and Zhu Jue suddenly collapsed, waving his hands at him, "Poke as many times as you like."

Turning around and going out around the screen, Fu Renzhang, who stayed where he was, laughed a few times in a low voice, gloomy and gloomy.

Zhu Jue walked out of the corridor, and hurriedly sent people to look for Mrs. Zhong to come over, while secretly scolding that bastard, it's too late, Mrs. Zhong came over, Zhu Jue pressed the end of her eyebrows, and told her to go in quickly to persuade her.

After waiting for a long time, there was still no movement, so Zhu Jue had no choice but to go in again, and saw Fu Renzhang sitting in a sandalwood armchair at a glance. Seeing him coming in, there was a light in his eyes, and Nanny Zhong next to him was dying of anxiety, " My lord, Qiantui, hurry back to the mansion, okay?"

Fu Renzhang remained silent and kept looking in Zhu Jue's direction. Nanny Zhong didn't dare to guess what happened, so she kept crying and said, "Why don't you ask the imperial doctor to come over?"

Zhu Jue couldn't stand it anymore, walked over to look down at him, "Do you still want to die in my bedroom?"

"I'm dead, can you forgive me? Don't blame me?"

How is this different from the previous forcing him?

Zhu Jue lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes blocked his expression, "No, even if you die, it won't relieve my pain."

How did it become like this? Zhu Jue was a little tired, he frowned, and went to rest in the East Wing, "You can do whatever you want, it's your place anyway."

After entering the room and laying down, Uncle Chai came over to light the stove. Seeing him like this, he felt really distressed. After thinking about it, he knelt down and said, "My lord, the Ninth Prince is a bully too much. This old slave has some words that must be answered." said."

Zhu Jue felt that the wine he drank was very bad today, and his head and heart began to ache slowly. He turned over, looked outside, and motioned for him to get up and talk.

Chai Bo has always believed that the Yuenbo Mansion can live in peace and stability for a hundred years, that the young master can marry a wife and have children, and then live happily ever after. With a sense of determination, he turned back and closed the door, then took a pen and paper from the table, bent down and wrote quickly, "Old Yu Enbo once left behind a group of dead men who belonged exclusively to our mansion, a total of one One hundred and three people, now there are three people who have rebelled, and there are only one hundred left. There are cronies scattered in various mansions. A while ago, there was a message that the eldest prince wanted to be unfavorable to the ninth prince. We have always been a neutral faction, and no one is close , the old slave also told them to keep their own place and keep you safe, but they never expected that something like the Ninth Prince would happen, so I let the master suffer."

A blank paper was full, and Chai Bo respectfully handed it to Zhu Jue. Zhu Jue opened it and looked at it, frowning more and more. He didn't expect that his grandfather and father had their own private soldiers?Is this the crime of Zhu Jiu Clan?

Chai Bo was afraid that he wouldn't be able to accept it all at once, so he wrote, "Most of the dead are fatherless and motherless, and they are absolutely loyal to Uncle Yu'en's mansion. Please rest assured, little master, if you want to deal with the Ninth Prince right now, it will still be a bit strenuous. Because we have no one in the Ninth Prince's mansion."

Zhu Jue asked suspiciously, "Why?"

Chai Bo still wrote, "Because the Ninth Prince Fu Renzhang has a ruthless temperament, and the servants who serve by his side will have to be replaced every year or so, so they can't stay."

Oh, so that's the case, indeed, he never saw anyone serving him in his previous life, only a few old women, hey, I'm thinking about that crazy again, but Chai Bo actually said it now?

"The old slave is afraid that you will be wronged, so I said it. Your father said that these children are also suffering. If it is a peaceful and prosperous age, let them live in one place. For the rest of their lives, they don't have to take risks to get news."

After Zhu Jue drank a cup of tea, he felt that his head was not hurting so much. He nodded and said, "Don't worry about Chai Bo, it's still the same as before. As for the Ninth Prince, I can't explain the grievances with him in a short while. Or, why do you think I'm at a disadvantage, isn't he still bleeding today?"

There is also a joking mood, Chai Bo is relieved, and then he speaks out what has been piling up in his heart, and he feels much more comfortable, otherwise he will not sleep well at night.

"Go and see, has that idiot gone back?"

The author has something to say: Fu Renzhang is anxious: Thank you for your concern, I have already gone back, right finger.

Zhu Jue: You crazy.

Ps: Actually, I feel that many people will not like this positive attack. Fu Renzhang is indeed a bit crazy, but his past has caused him to act in such extreme ways. People always have to go through the most painful time to cherish the rare sweetness. For Fu Renzhang, Zhu Jue is the only piece of candy in this desperate situation, as long as he is allowed to lick it, he is willing to pay anything.