The official is deeply trapped in the Shura field

Chapter 22 Poems

"Well, it's probably facing some court lady."

After Fu Renzhang finished recalling, his eyes flickered and he looked up at him, "However, I have been thinking about you for a while, little red bean. The tip of your lips is soft and sweet, and I can vent in an instant."

Bah, Zhu Jue didn't know if it was because the room was hot or something, but he blushed, and the booklet in his hand was extremely hot, "Your Highness, it's better for men and women to be righteous, and to have children in the future..."

As he was talking, he couldn't continue. He wanted to persuade him at first, but it was really difficult to continue.

Fu Renzhang suddenly hooked him to lie on the bed together, the two of them were still shoulder to shoulder, looking at the pattern of tufted patterns on the top of the bed together, "Zhu Jue, you want to persuade me to find a woman and not to tease you all the time, right? "

Before Zhu Jue could speak, the hand holding the story book was suddenly grabbed by the man and moved to the bulge. With just a light touch, he became excited. Fu Renzhang said in a low and typhoid nasal voice, "You Got it? My thoughts on you."

Zhu Jue who was lying down suddenly got up and retracted his hand, and ran back to the west chamber in a few steps, reciting the Heart Sutra silently.

But Fu Renzhang was still lying flat, there was no lust in his eyes, but extremely dark and bottomless.

The next day, Zhu Jue scolded himself over and over in the middle of the night because he was bewitched and forgot about his business. He got up early in the morning and hurried over to mention this matter, but this person had already left, as if all the charming people from last night were gone, and he didn't have time to eat , Put on a buckskin cloak and go to his house.

Fu Renzhang was sitting at the table drinking porridge, and Mrs. Zhong was busy making some orders. When she heard someone came in, she raised her head and blinked her eyes, and asked ambiguously, "I haven't seen you all night, it's like three autumns, why did you come to have breakfast with me so early? "

Zhu Jue shook his head, sat down, and talked about what happened yesterday, "How did Jiang Fan get released?"

Fu Renzhang drank the porridge as usual, put down his spoon, and looked up at him, "Even if this matter is over, there is no need to mention it again."

Then why, he still suspected that Jiang Fan had stolen his iron scroll...

"Your Highness, this matter is very important to me. In particular, the old man yesterday said that Jiang Fan had a package in his hand. I want to know what it is. So, can Your Highness thoroughly investigate this matter?"

Zhu Jue didn't care much about Fu Renzhang, and he made it clear what he wanted, but Fu Renzhang's eyes darkened, and he waved his hand to signal them all to go down, and there were only the two of them left in the hall.

"Uncle Yuen, don't push yourself too hard. It is the limit for me to protect you. Don't have extra fantasies."

When the condensed voice came, Zhu Jue felt the cold, as if being placed in an ice hole, Fu Renzhang, he knew?

Holding the handrail with her fingers, she asked him, "Can your Highness clarify why this matter cannot be investigated?"

Zhu Jue wanted to roar, but he had no choice but to suppress his heart.

Fu Renzhang still looked at him straight, and after a long time, he tapped on the corner of the table, his eyebrows furrowed into his temples, "Because, you are an outsider, and Brother Dahuang and I are brothers in blood."

Zhu Jue didn't even know how he got out, the cold wind and snow mixed into his collar, the back of his neck was icy cold, and the cold wind was all around his ears, you, an outsider, he stopped and rushed The snow-covered branches and trees laughed loudly, and the increasingly dejected laughter brought tears to the corners of his eyes, which soon drifted away with the cold wind, and the piercing pain spread all over his body.

Everyone walked away, Nanny Zhong came in with something in her hands, "Your Highness, why should you be so tough, just return this iron scroll."

Fu Renzhang opened it and looked at it, pondered for a long time before saying, "They all think I'm a fool, heh, I just see how funny they think I am when I'm stupid. I can't give this thing for now, Zhu Jue can't even protect himself, let alone Why talk about this."

The iron scroll is rare, but it is actually just a few pieces of bamboo inlaid on a piece of cloth. After turning it over and over again, I can't find a way, so I asked her, "What does the nanny know?"

Grandma Zhong's round face seemed to be lost in thought, and she answered slowly, "Back then, there were six iron scrolls that were bestowed by the late emperor to the princes of all parties. It is said that after they were put together, keel bones could be found, and there were tens of thousands of treasures in them, enough to support a country. It has been supplied for a full ten years, but it is only a legend, and people nowadays probably know little about it, because my mother and I were born as pawns, so we know a little bit."

The Zhong family started as a pawn of ancient books and antiquities. Later, they became officials and nobles by offering beauties to the imperial court. Until this generation, they became more and more withered, leaving only the noble concubines and this nurse Zhong in the palace.

Fu Renzhang rubbed his hands, but did not speak. Nanny Zhong was afraid that he would be in a bad mood, so she said something else, "I have disposed of all the eldest prince's people, as for the empress?"

"Heh, anyone who dares to touch her will probably have to punish me to kneel again. Put this iron scroll in the basement, and then let someone secretly release the news, saying that the iron scroll of Yu Enbo's mansion is in my house. hand, don't bother Zhu Jue."

Why bother, Mrs. Zhong doesn't want to see their mother and son turn against each other, but the little master insists on protecting Zhu Jue, and the lady has accumulated a lot of anger for decades, and she has long wanted to tear down the plaque of Uncle Yuen's mansion Let's set the fire on, really, wrong, wrong.

In the next few days, Zhu Jue became more and more deserted, reading and copying by hand every day, regardless of day and night, until it was almost the eighth day of the lunar month, Yang Zhen ordered someone to hand over the post, it was to appreciate the plum blossoms in the Endehou Mansion, and every family invited Yu Enbo. The only ones he knew were the few people he knew well. Although Zhu Jue didn't like to move, he had to save face and asked Chai Bo to change into a thick padded jacket and wear a rabbit fur scarf.

The Endehou Mansion is a century-old family with a long-standing charm. As soon as you enter the door, you will see a screen wall, a bright eaves, and a spacious place. Yang Zhen greeted him personally, and looked at him with a smile on his face. ?”

Zhu Jue just smiled and shook his head.

Yang Zhen was parallel to him, seeing that he was indeed getting more and more immortal, and joked, "Could it be that he only drinks clean water all day long and doesn't eat incense from the world?"

The white cloak already set off people like snow and ice, so saying this made Zhu Jue panic even more, laughing with red lips and white teeth, and retorted in a crisp voice, "I'm about to become a fairy in cultivation, wait a minute Mortals, it is better not to be jealous."

The two were already familiar, so Yang Zhen led him to the elder's study first, "Say hello to my father first, and then let's play in the backyard."

Endehou is taking an exam to teach Zhou Wu's homework. Here, Yang Zhen and the two came in, and everyone focused their attention on Zhu Jue. He didn't often come out as a guest in the past, so he didn't know much, so he saluted first, "Endehouan."

Yang Zhen's father used to be a well-known general on the battlefield, and he was like a general when he spoke, "Hahaha, the feng shui of Uncle Yuen's family raises people, take a look, this boy is so good-looking, compared with the few in my family. You bastard, it's like heaven and earth, come and come, don't be restrained, just sit."

Zhou Wusong breathed a sigh of relief, and let him go. He doesn't know martial arts, but the elders have to ask, and if he can't answer, he will be taught a lesson. It's really hard to be a man. Claws, let's play by ourselves.

"You have a great reputation."

Zhu Jue spoke sternly, and heard the other person ask, "Your father was a well-known talent in the capital when he was young, and he was also very handsome, and he was especially popular with young girls. Now, are you engaged?"

This topic changed too quickly, Zhu Jue shook his head, "No."

oh?Endehou began to think, if such a good-looking child becomes a son-in-law, the future grandson will not be more handsome, very good, very good, clap your hands and let them go out.

Zhou Wu could breathe a sigh of relief, and started nagging, "I'm always being supervised at home, and I have to take homework tests when I come to your house. Can these elders just leave it alone? Really, it's so annoying."

Yang Zhen didn't speak, but Zhu Jue stretched out his hand and pulled his crooked hairband admiringly, "I hope someone can supervise me."

The two of them realized that they felt uncomfortable, yes, Zhu Jue had no elders since he was a child, not even a distant relative from the clan, it was so pitiful.

Yang Zhen cast a sideways glance at Zhou Wu, and talked about other things, "Plum blossom viewing today, the garden behind is blooming vigorously, and there is venison, brother Zhu, will you eat it?"

It's an elegant meat thing to spend a lot of money roasting venison.

Zhu Jue shook his head, squinted his eyes against the cold wind, raised his hand to close his hat, "I'm a vegetarian."

After a few people sat down, they came over to serve the food. Zhu Jue mentioned the warm wine and smelled it. It was very sweet, so he simply took a sip, um, it was delicious.

He likes to drink, especially after drinking, he will be excited. He feels that he is in the air and can forget all the worries.

They are two pavilions, their side is open, not far away, the other side is tightly wrapped by female relatives, hearing the delicate voice of makeup over there, Yang Zhen looked up sharply, and one of them The woman in the lemon-yellow dress bowed in their direction, and spoke from a distance, "It's a great time, how about a few young masters writing a poem, and the little girl transcribes it and makes it a plum-blossom note?"

Zhou Wu raised his head to look at Yang Zhen, but Yang Zhen raised his eyes to look at Zhu Jue, the elegant man, but he didn't seem to hear him, he turned and turned the wine glass in his hand, and he didn't hear anything outside the window.

"Okay, Zhou Wu will go."

Zhou Wu agreed, turned around and got out of the pavilion, and walked into the plum forest. The young master of the aristocratic family said about composing poems, which is a very common thing, and then turned around and came.

"Brother Zhu, it's your turn."

Zhu Jue didn't answer, his mind was full of this wine, after drinking a little bit, coupled with the cold wind, his fair cheeks were already flushed.

Yang Zhen smiled helplessly, why is this kid so greedy...

Pushing his arm, "Zhu Jue, I want you to write poems in the plum grove."

As if waking up from a big dream, Zhu Jue bit his lips and hummed, stood up neatly, took off his cloak, the crescent white robe he was wearing inside, and the waistband was sandalwood red, which outlined his slender waist and narrow buttocks. , Stepping into the plum forest, the fragrance is overflowing. He smelled the fragrance, twisted a branch with his left hand and brought it close to his nose, his red lips parted lightly, "Wanmu is about to break, and the single root returns alone. In the deep snow in front of the tree, a branch opened last night. The wind passed The fragrance is gone, and the bird peeping Suyan is coming. Next year, I will be alone, and the Yingchun Terrace will be launched first."

Everyone was shocked by this beautiful scenery. The man in the plum grove is graceful in his gestures, the breeze is bright and the moon is bright, his moist eyes are clear and innocent, especially his face is even more eye-catching. The red mole on his forehead is just dotted with a piece of plum blossoms The petals are beautiful, like a fairyland.

There was a lot of chatter from the woman, "This, this is Uncle Yuen?"

"My God, I've never heard of such a character, third sister, come to think of it, this person's literary talents are also excellent."

The woman looked at the person who had gone away with affection, and pressed her heart that was beating extremely fast.

The author has something to say: Fu Renzhang: Fuck, there is another rival in love, can you stop showing off the little ink in your belly?

Zhu Jue untied the girdle: "Okay, I'll just stop drinking ink next time."