Seeing the repetition means that it is an anti-theft chapter, and the subscription is less than 50% after 36 hours, it seems that in the eyes of these masters, these strange tricks will be a kind of tricks, and they should all be done.

"Your Highness, minions are not good at it. ”

"Someone has ever said that you are a humble person?"

"Your Highness is the first. "The premise of being praised for being modest is that the two are on the same level.

"Then let's try it. ”

“… Be. It doesn't make a difference whether the answer will or won't.

Fu Chen knew that no one would give him a choice, and he had no choice.

Fu Chen always felt that the third prince seemed to be more casual or meaner to him in terms of behavior?

The breath of the spring breeze that bathed anyone, after seeing him, diminished a lot. Fu Chen didn't know if he was too sensitive, and his occupational illness allowed him to capture the emotions of others in time, so he couldn't blame himself for being annoying by nature.

The Jin Dynasty was also influenced by the ideas of their parents, except that the beard was not like the hair that could be tied up, so it was always trimmed by men and shaved by young men. In recent years, it has become popular among some literati and scholars to trim their beards regularly, and if they are trimmed well, they will be given the title of bearded man. In particular, older men regard dyeing beards as a fashion, and there are poems about self-deception, which means that although the beard is white and old, it is still necessary to dye the beard black for self-comfort.

This trend is the same as Kodan, which has become the fashion of the hairpin family and the nobles of the Jin Dynasty in recent years.

When Shao Anlin took Fu Chen to wait outside the imperial study, he really broke out in a cold sweat.

Shao Anlin couldn't find a suitable person, so he asked him to replace him?

There are a few people in this world who can use a knife against the emperor!

Syllable!

Something was thrown to the ground, and the emperor's angry voice was heard, "These bastards, the silver taels for disaster relief can also be robbed! What do you want them to do, all of them are dismissed!!Dismissal! Check for me, check thoroughly!"

Even Fu Chen could hear this passage when he stood outside, which showed how angry Emperor Jin Cheng was. The emperor is not a good profession, sometimes issued orders to the people below, layer by layer, there are many greasy cats, conveyed to the ears of the people, the version may have changed several times, since ancient times there are many people who want to be a Ming monarch, but unfortunately there are very few who can really be famous.

An official walked out in a hurry, this person was embarrassed, Fu Chen raised his eyes slightly, and lowered his eyelids.

The former Han Dynasty's rules for eunuchs are clearly stated, which means that eunuchs are not allowed to interfere in politics, make friends with officials, and are not allowed to attract people who are not royal, etc., if there are violators, depending on the severity of the circumstances, fines and other heavy responsibilities, and those who are serious are exiled, this rule is more detailed in the Jin Dynasty and continues to this day.

So Fu Chen just remembered the appearance of this official, but he didn't know who the other party was.

The third prince went in, and he didn't know what he said. Fu Chen couldn't hear it clearly, but he could feel that Emperor Jin Cheng's mood was much better, the atmosphere in the imperial study room eased a lot, and Emperor Jin Cheng even laughed loudly, "Since it was recommended by An Lin, I naturally want to see if it is as good as you say, let the little eunuch come in." ”

Today, it was An Zhonghai's turn to be on duty, and he had just endured the emperor's anger, and he was still a little relieved. When the eunuch beside the emperor is to face the emperor's joys, sorrows and sorrows at any time, and the number of crises in life is more, but no matter how much, he may not be used to it.

When he saw Fu Chen waiting outside, he sighed and took a few more looks.

Fu Chen thought that this father-in-law recognized him.

Seeing the cat in Fu Chen's arms, "Isn't this a rice ball, give it to the miscellaneous family." ”

handed the cat over, An Zhonghai gave the little guy who meowed and didn't want to leave Fu Chen to the little eunuch next to him, "Send it to Fuxi Palace." ”

"Let's get in. "Led Fu Chen in.

Fu Chen lowered his head, walked in with a short body, and when he reached a similar position, he bowed to the emperor, "Slave knock to see the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live." ”

"Let's get up, listen to An Lin, your beard cutting and dyeing skills are good?" The emperor seemed to be in a good mood at the moment.

"Slaves don't dare to be good at it, and they are willing to give it a try. ”

"It's a calm one, if my beard is not cut well, you can go to the Internal Affairs Office to receive the punishment. The emperor smiled, and said lightly, and felt that this little eunuch seemed to be a little familiar, and he couldn't remember it for a while, "Look very good-looking, where have I seen you?"

——Jin Jiang Du Family——

Of course, Fu Chen would not say that he had seen it in Weiyang Palace, wouldn't that remind the emperor of those dirty things.

Naturally, I want to tell the truth, just pick the least taboo and say, "The slave once said the recipe for the turtle age set." ”

Emperor Jin Cheng clapped his palms, "Oh yes, yes, yes, you are the little eunuch, speaking of which, the sages have not yet developed it, and then you will follow and take a look." ”

The sage is talking about the person who makes the elixir for the emperor, and the person who is mainly responsible is the national teacher, followed by the well-known Taoist, and the energy spent by the emperor in the elixir can be seen. Although Fu Chen had provided a prescription before, the quantity of each medicinal herb had to be blended again and again before it could be finalized.

"If you make it out, I will be rewarded!"

"The minions obeyed. "This reward can only be heard, the emperor will not reward a subordinate for making some contributions, in their eyes this is the duty of a slave. I must say that there is a difference, probably because his face is counted as the emperor's number. For most of the servants in the palace, the opportunity to show their faces in front of the emperor is much more important than rewards, and there are thousands of eunuchs in the palace, and it is a great thing to make the emperor remember his face. Once Li Xiangying drove them into Weiyang Palace, using this excuse.

"An Lin, you go to check the disaster relief, and if there is anything that is not easy to do, it will be served together, and I will be the master for you. ”

The emperor also thought that Shao Anlin would not favor any party, and he was more relieved to hand it over to the third prince.

Before Shao Anlin left, he glanced at Fu Chen, who was kneeling on the ground, the rules of this little eunuch could not find a trace of error, and he was so low-key that he almost had no sense of existence.

After Fu Chen received the order, he was taken into the tea room next to the imperial study and began to prepare for the emperor's beard cutting.

There are regulations for the emperor to cut his beard, generally every twelve days for a cycle, the time is noon, the ancients believed that the sun when the head shines can wash away the evil qi of the knife.

Under normal circumstances, no matter how close the emperor is to a person, he will not casually let an inferior servant approach him with a knife, not to mention that the fatal part of the throat is not far from the beard, so it can also be seen from here that the emperor's love for the three princes. It's just reverse thinking, it's hard to say that the three princes have feelings for the emperor, and they can just catch a blind person to deal with the emperor, which shows that some attitudes are oriented.

The work of cutting whiskers is not only tedious and careful, but there will even be guards around, and it is easy to make mistakes when trimming because they are too nervous, and many minions have been condemned for this matter before. Because he couldn't invite anyone, Shao Anlin would go to Lugu Courtyard to invite a master, but unfortunately the master had already gone to the immortals, and he couldn't find anyone to replace him for a while. If he could refuse, it would be impossible for Fu Chen to step into this imperial study.

This kind of work that can serve the emperor is thankless, you should cut it well, and if you cut it badly, you will be offended if you provoke Long Yan to be angry. Therefore, it has always been difficult to find people, and even if they do, they may not be good at cultivating.

The first was a series of examinations to determine that he did not have any sharp weapons on him.

Then he went to a coat, changed into a set of clothes specially made for the beard cutting master in the palace, including hats to shoes and socks, all in order, Fu Chen took the mahogany box handed over by An Zhonghai, took out the blade inside, and under the gaze of a circle of guards, picked up the blade and moved on the emperor's chin, his eyes were focused, and his movements were as pleasing to the eye as flowing water, and he still used the same attitude that he used to be unchanged and changeable. This composure and self-confidence are enough to make up for the rustiness of skills and fool outsiders. Although he did not dare to innovate in the shape of his beard, he was able to grasp the curvature and shape accurately, which was also due to the fact that he often cut his wife's hair and styled it in his previous life, and even his wife once laughed and said that Fu Chen, a husband who can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen and do decathlon, where to find it.

Fu Chen gradually became more and more comfortable, the feeling of the slightly cool fingers dancing on his face was comfortable, and the most important thing was that the movement of cutting the beard looked very professional, and it would not touch the place on the emperor's face that should not be touched, and the knife was also very neat. made Emperor Jin Cheng, who was impatient at the beginning, finally squint and enjoy it.

Seeing An Zhonghai, who was holding a basin and preparing to wipe the emperor's face and wash it, was amazed, as soon as he arrived at this time, Emperor Jin Cheng began to be impatient, because the time to cut the beard was too long, and it had to be meticulous and test his skills, Emperor Jin Cheng was an anxious man, and he was the most impatient with this kind of thing.

Fortunately, Emperor Jin Cheng did not prepare to dye his beard, and Fu Chen saved the process.

Afterwards, the depression of the morning has gradually calmed down, Emperor Jin Cheng kept looking at the bronze mirror, looking at the beard trimmed with a perfect curvature, the more he looked, the more satisfied he became, and soon it was the triennial election, and the emperor was more concerned about his appearance, "What do you think?"

An Zhonghai is a person who knows how to read eyes, and immediately smiled: "The emperor looks like he is in his early twenties, and he and His Royal Highness are like brothers." ”

Long Xin Dayue, with a wave of his hand, said to Fu Chen, "Come back in twelve days." ”

Fu Chen became the appointed beard cutter, and was rewarded with five taels of silver for the first time, which was Fu Chen's share of five months. The reward is secondary, the important thing is to be able to save this life and get out of the way. It's just that even he didn't expect that one day he would use his skills to please others.

After leaving the imperial study, there was another group of ministers, this time it was the invasion of the Chaowu people, this group of wolves from the northwest Fu Chen had seen it when he had just crossed over, it was a group of inhumane, and the ambition of the wolves was obvious.

These ministers walked in with a worried face, Fu Chen swept his eyes, and combined with the information he had received in the past few years, he gradually built a preliminary network of relationships in his mind.

When he came to the corridor, An Zhonghai encouraged Fu Chen a few words, which was a little different from the perfunctory in front of Fuxi Palace, and Fu Chen naturally responded respectfully. On the way back, Fu Chen weighed the silver in his hand, it seemed that the money owed to Wang Fugui could be repaid in advance, he did not use Chen Zuoren's savings, and kept it in the original place.

All the way back to Yeting Lake, this time there was no danger on the road. While cleaning the lake, Fu Chen saw a shoe. Whether it is seeing the master or walking in the palace, the slave can only look at the ground, so he will instinctively remember the shoes to distinguish the masters of each palace.

And he had a good memory, he had seen these shoes, but there were several people in the palace who wore them like this, and he was not sure which one it was.

Looking at the calm Yeting Lake, the summer breeze gently swept across the water, blowing a pool of ripples, and he only hoped that it was not the person he thought.

Putting the shoe in his clothes, Fu Chen continued to complete the cleaning task meticulously as if he hadn't seen it.

Until the evening, Fu Chen brought some broken silver to the dining room to find the old Bahu who liked to be greedy and cheap, and the wine that Wang Fugui got last time was also asked from him. The two chatted a few words, Fu Chen was a strict mouth, like a saw. Every time Lao Bahu touches Fu Chen, he will pour out his usual complaints and gossip to him.

This made Fu Chen indirectly inquire about a lot of news, such as today's queen mother preparing new clothes for the little prince in her belly, such as Qi Guifei picking three refining and returning the meals sent several times, and for example, which palace asked them to work overtime in the kitchen to make the soup sent to the emperor in order to turn over the brand tonight......

It wasn't until Lao Bahu was about to continue his errand that Fu Chen took the wrapped fresh snacks and left.

He carefully avoided his ears and eyes all the way, and quietly sneaked into Jingyang Palace while the guards were changing.

After listening to the movement in the middle of the ring, he made sure that the eunuch sent by the queen had already left, so he walked in. The Seventh Prince is an abandoned son, he is stupid and disfigured, and his mother concubine was beaten into the cold palace again, it is impossible to turn the tables, this is a fact recognized by everyone in the palace, and naturally no one will come to this place. Fu Chen looked at the broken bowl in the courtyard and the meal that was still mixed with yellow liquid on the palace lamp, and felt sad for a while.

There was no one in the courtyard, and he shouted softly, but no one answered.

I searched one room after another, almost all the places that could be haunted, how could there be?

Fu Chen didn't know how long a fool could survive in the harem, so he could only look at the creation of the Seven Princes.

When Fu Chen found the firewood room, it was already past tea time.

Looking at the dilapidated wooden door with several thick chains, he slapped it on the door, but there was still no sound inside.

He searched outside for a long time, and finally found the key under a broken jar, and when he opened the door, there was a rancid smell mixed with mold, which was very nastic.

The room was dark, with old wooden blocks scattered on the floor, and cobwebs on the walls, which were very dilapidated, and compared to the main hall, it was like a forgotten corner of the palace.

A shadow cowered in the corner, as quiet as death.

Fu Chen cautiously walked over and squatted down, "Seventh Highness?"

His voice seemed to have suddenly ignited the fuse of this corpse, and Shao Huachi frantically flicked his arm, as if he was driving away something, "Ah———h

The piercing scream pierced into the eardrum, and Shao Huachi's sharp nails quickly cut through Fu Chen's arm, and blood marks appeared immediately.

Fu Chen didn't care about Shao Huachi's crazy attack at this time, and encircled the whole person into his arms, although Shao Huachi was a few years older, but the person was not strong, Fu Chen locked the person firmly.

After several struggles, he couldn't shake off Fu Chen, Shao Huachi trembled fiercely, and seemed to be very frightened. Half of the ghost-like face was scabbed blood, and it looked even more disgusting than the first time they met, but Fu Chen didn't seem to see it, and waited until Shao Huachi quieted down, and gently comforted him with one hand behind his back, "Don't be afraid, it's me, remember me?"

When I arrived outside the palace gate, I met An Zhonghai, who was the father-in-law of the chief steward known as Lord Hai, and the person who had interceded for Chen Zuoren and others.

"Yo, this is a fresh face, Fuxi Palace is going to add people?" is about to be the triennial election, Gonggong Hai is here to discuss things with Concubine De, just out of the palace gate met two ink paintings, Concubine De Niangniang is a happy and quiet, since Emperor Jin Cheng was still a prince, she has not added any people in the courtyard, so Gonggong Hai has this question.

"How can it, isn't it a mother to see that this little eunuch will be able to use Kodan kung fu with one hand, and let the slave and maid find to see if they really have the ability. ”

Gonggong Hai thought that Concubine De had just been washing the pill, and a smile appeared on his face, "Then go in quickly, don't miss the time of the mother." ”

"Father-in-law Hai is good. Fu Chen waited for them to finish before saying hello.

Grandpa Hai didn't respond, smiled and left.

Fu Chen waited outside the palace gate, waiting for Concubine De's message, when a person who had forgotten the world came on the palace road.

The young man did not wear the prince's clothes, but only wore a blue brocade robe, with delicate facial features, skin like jade porcelain, and a peaceful smile on his face, anyone who looked at him could feel peace of mind, this person seemed to exude a holy taste from his bones, as if he was the only one who came from the favor of God, he was the third prince Shao Anlin, born by Concubine De, from birth to be frail, had been asserted to live no more than twelve, the emperor took pity on him, sent it to the temple to raise it until twelve before returning to the palace, and then followed the national teacher to study, has a otherworldly temperament, is a popular candidate for the next national teacher, and is also a rare age has not been assigned to marry。 Because of this, he is the most indisputable prince in the world, and even the object of many princes.

People are the most complex creatures, even if the profession is psychology, but there are many people who can't see through it, for this kind of person who can make himself perfect like a saint, Fu Chen is extremely cautious, making himself look like all the little eunuchs who were captured by the appearance and bearing of the third prince, until the person approached, he hurriedly knelt on the ground, "The slave greets the third highness." ”

From beginning to end, the three princes did not stop their eyes on Fu Chen for even a second, and walked in after him, and the sound of peace was heard along the way.

About a quarter of an hour later, the third prince left from Concubine De's place, and Fu Chen was summoned in.

The air was filled with a rich fragrance of flowers, and the slightest trace of spleen and lungs penetrated into the lungs, and several palace maids surrounded Concubine De to clean their hands and handed handkerchiefs.

Concubine De's pair of jade hands were touching the cat in her arms, and her jade fingers passed through the white hair, looming, and she couldn't tell that this was a woman over thirty years old just by looking at her hands. The cat was Concubine De's favorite cat, and when she saw Fu Chen coming in, she "meowed". Hearing that cats are creatures that can see the dead, Fu Chen amused himself and wondered if it could be an otherworldly soul that could see through him.

Fu Chen didn't look at Concubine De, who was sitting on the top, and lowered his head, "The slave asks for Niangniang." ”

"Let's get up, can you know Kodan?" Concubine De's voice was soft and elegant.

Fu Chen thought of the words that the ink painting replied to An Zhonghai outside the palace gate before, and replied calmly, "Yes." ”

"Oh, if you don't pretend to be a meeting, this palace will punish you. The tone is still not light or heavy, and the bearing is graceful and indifferent, which makes people have to sigh that only such a character can have a son like the third prince.

"Please let the minions try. He replied respectfully, not seeing the ink painting casting an appreciative glance.

It is almost certain that if the answer is no, then now that he has been dragged out in the name of deception, it is not this ability to improvise that the palace wants.

——Jin Jiang Du Family——

At this time, you won't have to, but fortunately, this step is not difficult, and the focus is on the process of mixing the color of the petals.

Because Kodan often uses the petals of mille-feuille red as raw materials, it is also known as mille-feuille red, which is called nail art in modern times. This trend of dyeing armor began to be popular in the early years of Qianping in the Jin Dynasty, and the dressing of the ladies in the palace soon spread to the outside of the palace, attracting countless women to follow suit. Women love beauty, and they use it to show their status. The steps of this era are not much different from what Fu Chen saw in the book. Fu Chen was glad that he had never forgotten it, he bent down and put the bright red petals on the table into the pottery bowl, and smashed them with the utensils, his fingers were slender and white, and there was a touch of gorgeous charm under the red petals.

Concubine De Niangniang watched the little eunuch add alum to the pottery bowl, grinding the flower water in the bowl with even force, this is a meticulous work, the color is heavy when the strength is great, and it is not soaked if it is light, and it takes a lot of patience and concentration to maintain a force for a long time. Fu Chen soaked the thin sheet made of silk cotton into the flower water and waited for it to soak completely.

During the whole process, several palace maids around Concubine De were dumbfounded, but they didn't expect that this little eunuch would not only know, but also look like an expert. On weekdays, the palace maid who works full-time as a kedan is just like this, and she doesn't even have Fu Chen's flowing taste.

Fu Chen fell in love with the tea ceremony when he was young, and this art of self-cultivation also has something to do with each other, such as the temperament and action of doing things are a little more calm and elegant than ordinary people, and it is pleasing to the eye when you look at it.

"Please raise your hand. Fu Chen saw Concubine De stretching out a pair of well-maintained hands, and knew that he had been recognized, and this matter of slapping a swollen face and becoming fat throughout the ages must also have a certain background, "The slave has exceeded the rules." ”