The official is deeply trapped in the Shura field

Chapter 24 Sexuality

Fu Renzhang looked at the sleeping Zhu Jue, suppressed the urge to beat him, stretched out his index finger and tapped the red mole on his forehead, it was really a pain in the ass, naturally he learned this from the storybook, the pile of moles he took just now The things were useless, Fu Renzhang looked troubled, so he simply stepped on them. He took off his clothes and lay down next to Zhu Jue, smelling the beauty's fragrance, and gradually fell asleep.

Fu Renzhang hasn't had a good night's sleep these past few days. He suffers from insomnia all the time and often has irregular work and rest schedules. It is rare to fall asleep so quickly, but he still wakes up in the middle of the night. When it reached his waist, he took his legs off, and after a while put his arms on his chest again, really, I wanted to get him a rope to tie him up, so that I got up early.

Zhu Jue had a headache and half-opened his eyes. He slept extremely uncomfortable all night and his whole body hurt. He sat up with support, and heard a cool sentence from below, "Are you awake?"

Fu Renzhang endured it in the middle of the night, no matter how sweet the little red beans are, but his sleeping position is too bad, which has seriously affected his sleep. He pressed his temples, rolled his eyelids and looked at him, "Get out of here when you wake up."

Zhu Jue choked with anger, who the hell belongs to this place, who are you telling me to get out of here, subconsciously looked up and looked around, huh?Why is he in Fu Renzhang's dormitory, so luxurious, he doesn't have money to furnish it.

"How did you kidnap me here?"

He squinted at him while arranging his robes, feeling gloomy in his heart, his own body knew it, after all, he had experienced everything in his previous life, and there was nothing unusual, but his heart was still on fire, so he questioned him directly.

Fu Renzhang endured his drowsiness, seeing him leave the bed, his eyes sparkled, and he didn't answer, he just took off his boots and covered the quilt, and didn't answer his words at all.

This nurse Zhong left the nagging manager and came in. After seeing the appearance of the room, she let go of the big stone in her heart, and first said hello, "Uncle, are you sober? Do you want a cup of milk tea?"

Well?sober up?That's right, Zhu Jue remembered, he was drinking in Yang Zhen's mansion yesterday, and he drank the most. Then, how did he return to the mansion, and why he was here at Fu Renzhang again? Don't want to, turn around and walk out, "No need."

After a few steps back, Uncle Chai waited anxiously at the door, "My lord, why didn't you come back all night? You came back yesterday and insisted on going to settle accounts with the Ninth Prince. The old slave couldn't stop me, why did you come back now?"

Zhu Jue felt that this must have been a big embarrassment, but he still didn't remember anything, he didn't have the slightest impression, it was a mistake to drink.

"It's okay, Chai Bo, I made you worry."

Ever since he filed the imperial petition, Uncle Chai felt anxious every day, and waved his hand to let the servants who followed him come over, "Master, there has been no one to serve you, this old slave specially picked one, come, you raise your head and let the master have a look... "

The boy in gray at the bottom straightened his back, raised his head, and called uncle respectfully.

Zhu Jue saw that he was quite handsome, but he was not tall, and he himself was a bit shorter than his peers, so this person should be small, "What's his name, how old is he?"

"My name is Changqing, and I'm just thirteen this year."

Talking can be considered slippery, Zhu Jue wanted to take a bath, his body smelled of alcohol, "You go out, I will call you if there is something to do."

Chai Bo could be regarded as having arranged someone, and he felt a lot more at ease. He personally waited on him to change his clothes, and persuaded him, "My lord, let him follow you when you go out. No, if you say it, you think our mansion is so poor that we can't get rid of it."

Uncle Chai was able to worry. Zhu Jue didn't care about the money in the mansion, but he also knew that he was not rich. After all, his family didn't have many tenant farmers.

"Okay, I see, isn't it time to prepare for the annual ceremony?"

At this time of the year, every family has to give gifts, and he needs to write the gift list himself. Uncle Chai nodded, "Yes, it's all ready. I have dinner first, and then I can write it."

There was breakfast at the other end, simple porridge and green vegetables, Zhu Jue had a stomachache after drinking, and only drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, then sat in front of the desk to write a list, and was busy until noon, when he stood up and stretched his waist, standing on the porch to watch the falling snow , holding his head up and closing his eyes, feeling the temperature of snowflakes falling down.

Yang Zhen didn't let anyone notify in advance, and came in wearing a gray ink-colored cloak, and saw him at a glance. The man's face was gradually blurred through the snowflakes, but Yang Zhen just remembered clearly, and he could describe him with a little thought. He raised his finger and gestured carefully at his outline, only then did he realize how naive he was.

"Brother Zhu, do you eat snowflakes to quench your thirst?"

The sudden sound startled Zhu Jue, he patted his chest, raised his head and complained to him, "You are a ghost, you make no sound when you walk."

Yang Zhen lowered his head and smiled, his deep eyes were full of smiles, "Okay, I was wrong, you won't invite me in?"

"Please, come in quickly."

Zhu Jue calmed down, half-supported his arm and entered the room, Uncle Chai made tea, Yang Zhen glanced around, it seemed that he was not too sad in the Ninth Prince's residence, at least everything was available, "Brother Zhu, this font is indeed romantic and suave. "

The desk was in a mess, and Zhu Jue wasn't afraid of him looking at it, so he sat on the chair and asked him strangely, "You've been complimenting me since you entered the door. What's the matter?"

No wonder Jijiu said that Yu Enbo had an exquisite heart, and sure enough, it was true.

Yang Zhen was also urged by the third sister, and he dared not refuse to show her clingy spirit. No, the mother also persuaded her to ask him to find out the news in advance, but this should be said Where do I start...

"Well, there is indeed one."

Yang Zhen was sitting next to him, holding a teacup in his hand, watching his reaction from the corner of his eye, "I don't know, does Brother Zhu have a crush on someone, or someone who is about to propose marriage?"

Zhu Jue suppressed his smile. He never expected that Yang Zhen would come to ask about this matter. No one had ever asked him in his previous life. Fu Renzhang announced his sexuality so domineeringly. Now, what should he do to be able to Reject it?

Seeing his expression, Yang Zhen's heart sank, and it took him a long time to hear his shy answer, "No."

There is no reason for this expression, Yang Zhen put down the teacup puzzledly, with a calm expression, "You don't have to be nervous, she is my younger sister who is a direct relative, since I met you that day, I have been distracted, if not, why don't our two families get married , it will be better in the future..."

Zhu Jue shook his head with a pale face, preventing him from continuing, "Brother Yang, I have no intention of getting married for the time being, and the spring is coming, so I can't spare any extra energy."

The words were more tactful, but Yang Zhen could still hear the refusal. Why, could it be that he disliked his family?

"That's good, the flowers bloom after spring. I'll invite you to the temple for a vegetarian meal some other day. You'll definitely like it."

Zhu Jue was relieved, but he felt a little uncomfortable. After thinking about it, he went back to the topic, "Brother Yang, your direct sister must be good in every way, why don't you find someone who is worse than me. You see, I have no parents, and my family is lonely. It's still an empty title, you, go and see others, okay?"

Yang Zhen felt that this topic was not developed well. Perhaps it felt similar to him. The two of them didn't know each other, and then they were going to spend their lives together. It was more like a joke. He could understand his feelings, "I This time I came here just to ask for your opinion, not to settle on it, and you don't have a decent elder, otherwise we wouldn't have to face each other like this, it's too embarrassing."

Zhu Jue finally showed a little smile on his taut little face, let out a breath, and continued, "Besides, look at my body, I'm not a person who can live forever..."

Isn’t it true, I have never lived past thirty in my previous life, and I was complaining when I heard that Yang Zhen suddenly became serious, and his tone was up and down, “No nonsense, please hurry up, children’s words are free, children’s words are free.”

Zhu Jue leaned on his arm and pointed at himself, blinking his almond eyes, "Brother, I'm already fifteen, and I'm still talking like a child, don't lie to God."

As for him, Yang Zhen really couldn't do anything, so he muttered a few words silently, got up and wanted to leave, "Okay, you should consider this matter, after all, it's a lifetime event, I'll go back first, the mansion is still waiting."

Zhu Jue sent him to the gate, and when he turned around, he remembered that he still had to go back to pay homage to his ancestors today, to see how the Yuenbo mansion had been made by those people. He called Changqing, and drove across the alley in a carriage. mouth.

The snowy road was wet and slippery, and the road to Yu Enbo's mansion was not cleared. Zhu Jue was forced to get down and walk over before it arrived, Chang Qing followed behind, and the two entered step by step. Leaving Bofu.

The inside had been dismantled to pieces, Zhu Jue looked down at the half-wet trouser legs, pulled his hat to cover his forehead, turned around and asked Chang Qing to wait here, and he went in by himself.

The people from the Ministry of Industry did not dare to demolish the ancestral hall, and they even specially covered the new roof. Zhu Jue felt a little warmer after entering. He held the heater and breathed a sigh of relief. His father was a literati. In his impression, he was very elegant and simple. He often painted eyebrows and lips for his mother, and would lift him up to the neck and walk around with him on his back. Hurry up, hurry up Now, he is going to see them. Other people's homes celebrate the New Year, but he is not. On the first day of the new year, he heard the sad news that his parents died in battle. Since then, he has been the most What he hates is Chinese New Year, but what he likes most is also Chinese New Year, because he stubbornly believes that his parents will accompany him on this day of Chinese New Year, sourly wiped away his tears, turned around and bowed to offer incense.

Fu Renzhang has been in the palace for the past few days. Because the Chinese New Year is approaching, the emperor missed his grandchildren, so he specially ordered the eldest prince to bring the two children to meet alone. , why, we have to call Nine Emperor Uncle Yuan Wang Qiansui, but the remaining few emperor uncles don't have it?"

Emperor Jingli caressed the top of his head lovingly, with a mirror in his heart, probably it was Concubine Xian who was chewing her tongue again, using such a small child as a gunman, I really had no scheming, grabbed a lot of candy from the porcelain plate in his hand Put it in his pocket, quietly pointed to the well-behaved boss over there, and said, "My dear grandson, these are secretly given to you by the emperor's grandpa. I won't give them to your elder brother. Remember, you can only eat them yourself, and no one can give them to you." .”

The little one seemed to have encountered a problem, and blinked his big eyes in doubt, "No one can give it? What about Grandpa Huang, he can't give it either?"

Emperor Jingli hugged him and kissed his forehead, and squeezed his eyes, "If you don't give it, it's all yours."

Fu Renzhang was watching from the side, holding two jade walnuts in his hand, with a wicked smile on his lips.

The author has something to say: Zhu Jue: What are you laughing at?

Fu Renzhang lowered his eyes in disdain: The old man's provocative nature has not changed, why does he like to provoke things so much?

Zhu Jue: Maybe it's because I'm too free.