Fu Chen pushed open the door and smelled the fishy smell of the house, in the past twenty days or so, everyone was in it to solve the three emergencies, cleaning up once a day. Fu Chen stepped in without changing his face, "Is there any discomfort in your body?" ”

Fu Chen wrote down the sparse responses one by one and asked the little eunuch to do it, and one of them said: "Father-in-law, where is that thing stored, the slave wants to see it." ”

This is one of the people that Fu Chen feels "suspicious", and the "things" he says are the things that are cut off. That's what every eunuch cares about the most, even if it's gone, it's impossible to discard it lightly, so the Internal Affairs Office will send someone to do a good job of embalming it and then put it in the wooden box, and then fill in the information of each eunuch on the seal and paste it on the box, and also write some auspicious words for the eunuchs to keep for remembering, waiting for redemption in the future.

These people are not Fu Chen's golden fingers of hypnosis, they can't avoid this stubble, they are all clean.

"It's all there, and when you return to the palace, you can come to the Heir Sword Gate again to spend some silver to get it." Fu Chen's is naturally here, although he hypnotized others, but his name can be written on it.

That other person is naturally counted as a lost count.

Fu Chen focused on those "practitioners", they were all about twenty years old, similar to the age of Wang Fugui when he entered the palace, and it was not uncommon for adults to enter the palace, but it was also rare. A few days after they were cleaned, their voices became high-pitched, and the hair on their chins slowly disappeared.

But this group of seemingly slender men didn't react, they didn't like or mourn, and their forbearance was convincing.

Someone from Chonghua Palace came, and after the little eunuch informed Fu Chen, Fu Chen took the person who was already able to get out of bed to the atrium.

Yikes!

The strong wind swept by, and Wan Fuchen jumped in front of him, shouting, "Ha! ”

Facing Shao Huachi was oncoming, and the smirk of the sign filled the front, Fu Chen didn't hide or even move, and took the person behind him to take a step back and bend his spine, "The slave has seen His Highness the Seventh." ”

A group of people in the back all learned Fu Chen's movements and saluted, and some of the little eunuchs were not familiar with the rules of the palace, and while saluting with a gourd, they looked up and looked at Shao Huachi, who was obviously different from normal people, and the expression on his face was straightforward and easy to understand when he just entered the palace, as if he was thinking: Why are there fools in the palace?

Bi Qing grabbed Shao Huachi, entered the main hall together, and coaxed people, "My good master, today we are here to pick slaves, not to play." ”

Where did Shao Huachi understand, picked a flower in the courtyard, shook his head, and his eyes moved a lot, "Minion? Minion! Minion ......"

The mouth kept repeating, and it did look much better than before, like a 5 or 6-year-old child.

"Yes, yes, you choose whoever you like."

Shao Huachi's clothes slid and pointed at Fu Chen, "He! ”

"That one can't do it, that's a high-grade eunuch from the Internal Affairs Bureau, we can't choose it." Bi Qing didn't pay attention to it just now, but determined his identity according to Fu Chen's Zheng Sipin clothing, and at this time she was secretly shocked in her heart, isn't this the little eunuch who was punished by His Royal Highness the Seventh to kneel in Yeting Lake, she also went to see it on purpose, and remembered the handsome appearance. It's only been a little unrecognizable for a while, it's really people who rely on clothes.

The little eunuchs knelt on the ground, neatly arranged in four rows, Shao Huachi was recognized by Biqing one by one, he pointed to twelve people casually a little perversely, "He, he, he ......"

Fu Chen suddenly looked solemn, these eight people were all the "Lian Jiazi" he had noticed before.

Coincidental? It's impossible, even if it's a coincidence, it won't be all 12.

Bi Qing took these selected people to the Internal Affairs Office to do the filing, and Shao Huachi suddenly pounced on Fu Chen, hugging him like a bear, and he couldn't get off if he stuck to Fu Chen.

"This ......" The little eunuch on the side saw the picture of the Seventh Prince constantly rubbing Fu Chen's chest and treating Fu Chen as a quilt, and tried his best to hold back a smile, "Seven...... You can't do that, Your Highness. ”

"It's okay, let His Highness play for a while." Fu Chen said with a smile.

When Bi Qing returned to the Sidao Gate, he saw that the Seventh Highness of their family had already curled up in Fu Chen's arms and fell asleep, and even snored lightly.

Now Shao Huachi is like a spoiled child, and his temper is also very strong, he was angry several times before waking him up to sleep, even if the emperor came, he didn't give much face, and now Biqing didn't dare to wake him up.

Fu Chen sat on the wooden chair, moved his thighs to make Shao Huachi more comfortable, and wrapped one hand around his waist to prevent him from falling, "Later, the slave will wait for His Highness to wake up, and then send him back to Chonghua Palace." ”

Bi Qing is an old palace maid, Concubine Li stayed to take care of Shao Huachi's cronies, Chinese New Year's Eve this year, just looks like a fifty old concubine, but she has rich experience in handling official business. Thinking about it, it is also the reason, she still has to arrange the duties of these twelve new eunuchs, it is inconvenient to let Shao Huachi move the place anymore, and helplessly looked at the seventh prince who slept very sweetly, "Then there is a hard trip for Father-in-law Lao Xiaofu, in fact, it is rare for our Royal Highness to be so close to people, and I think you are also in love." ”

She looked at this little eunuch with comfortable eyebrows, and only felt that it looked good, and couldn't help but say a few more words.

"That's a minion's honor." Fate in the palace is often the beginning of disaster, and in Fu Chen's view, it is just a bad fate.

Of course, the afternoon nap should be quiet, all the eunuchs and palace maids retreated, and brought them to the door intimately before leaving.

- Jin. River. Alone. Family. Hair. Table -

After a tie, Fu Chen's vocal cords shook gently, stretching up from his throat, filled with a slightly warm velvet tone, and merged into Shao Huachi's ears, "Your Highness Seven, you can wake up." ”

Shao Huachi opened his eyes, his face was full of lead, his eyes were a little sleepy, he propped one hand on the handle and got off Fu Chen's body.

The skills are very neat, I think this Royal Highness is not "stupid" before, martial arts are also good, think about the princes Although their personalities are different, but Wen Tao and Wuluo have been cultivated since childhood, and the foundation is very solid.

Shao Huachi elegantly arranged his hair, smoothed the folds of his clothes, and then sat down on the main seat slowly, slightly closed his eyelids, his slender legs folded, and his wolf-like eyes shot sharply at Fu Chen.

Fu Chen had already stood up at this time, bowed to the side and waited for the order, and he looked as deferential as he could. He never allowed himself to make fault in etiquette and humility.

"You didn't ask me?" Shao Huachi asked.

"The minions don't."

"Fu Chen, I don't have many people to trust in this palace."

"Those twelve people just now must be able to solve His Highness's urgent needs." Those people naturally can't see it if they wear clothes, but Fu Chen's profession has made him observe the behavior and demeanor of others, including the size of the pace, the stress response, the position and thickness of the calluses on the palms, accent, skin color, etc., as long as he can express it, he will remember it in his heart, and he can find that those twelve people are special, which does not mean that others can.

"You can see it! You can see it! The two tone particles, indicating Shao Huachi's inner ups and downs and attitudes, he paced back and forth, watching Fu Chen's gaze become more and more complicated, "Fu Chen, do you know that if you hadn't helped me many times before and made me feel guilty, your head would have been gone a long time ago." Knowing too much, life is always not long? ”

Fu Chen didn't seem to think that this life was his own, and his steady voice didn't change in any way, "Your Highness Xie has mercy." ”

After so many days, Shao Huachi has regained the extremely deep appearance of the city, and those once soft feelings seem to be all gone.

"Mercy? No, I just don't want to waste such a mind. Just because you came out, Mr. Rongxian was full of praise and had the intention of making friends. He said to me, 'This man will be under his command; If there is any change, it will be killed. Mr. Rongxian, full name Luo Xuezhen, the word Rongxian. A well-known folk strategist, a master in the world, hidden in the wilderness, and the author of the military book "Jin Dynasty Tao Strategy".

I didn't expect such a wizard to be willing to play for Shao Huachi.

There had been no rumors that the Seventh Prince had staff, and I didn't think anyone would bet on a disfigured prince.

"I've given you a chance these days, and if you respond to the note I sent, I'll spare you your life. If there is no response, then no matter how good the talent is, it will not be able to be used by me, and there is no need to stay. From Shao Huachi's eyes, he couldn't even see any woman's kindness, and the decisiveness that an emperor needed to have had already begun to take shape.

He approached Fu Chen, and almost pinched Fu Chen's face with one hand to almost deform, it was ruthless, and his intimidating gaze was full of murderous aura, "Your life, will I keep it or—not?" ”

Fu Chen's long eyelashes were like the wings of a cicada that had been torn off, trembling slightly when broken, this was the patience after being pinched. A black shadow flashed in the afterglow, slowly approaching them, his vision was already covered with a layer of physiological tears, he couldn't see who it was, but he could realize that the footsteps of life were getting closer and closer.

The Seventh Prince, he really wants to kill him!

Fu Chen closed his eyes, those softness and stupidity were just a splendid dream, Fu Chen thought that it was his little warm time in the palace, but in the end it became the biggest joke, this joke continued, crushing all his dignity and life on the soles of his feet, Fu Chen's heart ached, like ten thousand needles pierced.

"Slave, I am willing to contribute to His Highness's grand cause, please ...... His Highness gave the minions one more chance. ”

"It's not that I didn't give you a chance, but you gave it up." Shao Huachi put down the strength in his hand, "You chose to follow Concubine De, you put your weight on my third brother, you are really a smart and good minion!" The third brother can't sit in that position, and he is also a national teacher, and if you sit on it, you will have the skill of the dragon, and you will not go sideways in the harem, what a good plan! ”

Shao Huachi applauded for Fu Chen's choice.

"The minions never thought about it."

"Think about it or not, you know. After your last analysis, I went back and thought about it, why did you talk to me so much about your cautious temperament, in fact, at that time, you felt that the main hall didn't have long to live! What can't be said about a dying man. Shao Huachi spoke a little without scruples, obviously figured it out later.

"Your Highness, blessed by the gods!"

"Hey, the main hall has earned it all today, but it doesn't depend on any gods!" These words were against the heavens in ancient times when the gods were feared, but this man had to fight for his life with the heavens, "Anyone can say empty words, what do you use to make me believe in you?" I don't accept dogs here that can betray at any time. ”

Fu Chen made a big salute, supporting his weak body, the sequelae of hypnosis would affect a few days, under the persecution of the other party, Fu Chen made a choice, and this choice made him feel like an ice cellar. The hand hidden under the sleeve was clenched into a fist, and it almost took all his strength to restrain the trembling, the trembling caused by anger, "The slave is willing to smear His Highness's liver and brain, become His Highness's eagle dog, and lurk beside the third prince as a fine work." ”

"Eagle dogs? What a good dog! Shao Huachi laughed, squatted down, raised Fu Chen's pale face, and said with a smile, "I knew today, why bother at the beginning, I said, you will regret it." ”

"Minion, there is no way to regret it." I've never regretted it like that, provoking you thing that eats people and doesn't spit out bones!