The Qingguo royal family has always been extremely strict in the management of the eunuchs, and among the many rules, there is a death order that the eunuchs are absolutely not allowed to buy houses outside the palace to live, on the one hand, to ensure the safety of the nobles in the palace, to facilitate the control of the forbidden army guards, and on the other hand, to prevent the big eunuchs who have the conditions to buy houses to live in collusion with the ministers of the court.

However, those big eunuchs with status will always have no shortage of silver in their hands, and since they can't buy a courtyard in the foreign purchase mansion, they have to work hard in the place where they live now. As a result, in Huanyifang, a seemingly slum area, you can still find more than a dozen very conspicuous mansions.

The unique courtyard of the big eunuchs stood calmly and proudly in the lively and complicated Huanyi Fang.

It was already late at night, Hong Zhu arranged the affairs of the East Palace, knelt down to the queen and the prince respectively, and led a few cronies of the little eunuchs to go to the Huanyi Fang.

Not far out of the inner palace, those henchmen little eunuchs didn't know where to carry out a bamboo sedan chair and invited him to sit on it.

In the inner palace, Hong Zhu didn't have the courage to put on a score, but when he left the inner palace, he wouldn't refuse this kind of thing that should be enjoyed. It's just that sitting on the rickety bamboo sedan chair tonight, his face is not very good-looking, those little red bumps that are a little dazzling shrank in the cold wind, and his mood is also a little gloomy.

He forcibly hid the fear and uneasiness in his eyes, said a few words to the little eunuchs around him, and scolded a few times, so that they must wait for the two waiters in the East Palace, and the fear in his heart was eliminated because of the scolding, which made him feel a little comfortable.

After entering the small courtyard of his house, he muttered a few words, then entered the house and sat on the circle chair next to the kang, the style of this circle chair was exactly the same as the circle chair that the old eunuch Hong basked in the sun outside the Hanguang Palace, and he specially invited someone to make it.

Every time a eunuch who comes to the courtyard to do business, when he sees this circle chair, he will think of the relationship between Gonggong Xiaohong and the old eunuch, and his heart will be filled with respect and respect.

Hong Zhu was very proud of his hand, sitting on a chair, holding a pot of hot tea in his left hand and sipping slowly, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old little eunuch knelt down respectfully, took off his shoes for him, and brought hot water to burn his feet.

Feeling those little hands rubbing his feet in the wooden basin, Hong Zhu had a very strange feeling, some satisfied, some proud, and a little sad - his family was also a gentry family back then, and there were several big families of Jinshi, but it was only the official who connected the family, which made his later life what it is today, if it wasn't for such a tragedy - Hong Zhu thought to himself, at his age, he should probably also go through guòchūn and start his official career.

Every time he thought about it, he couldn't help but feel gloomy, then angry, and then expressed his most sincere gratitude to the little Fan outside the palace.

Hong Zhu is not an ungrateful person, the so-called soldier dies for his confidant, he has always thought that although there is no such thing in his crotch, but his heart is ...... Still a sergeant.

His fingers slowly rubbed the particles on the surface of the purple clay pot, but his mind was not on this wonderful touch, he thought about the incident he had taken the risk of suing Lord Sù Xiaofan, and he didn't know what kind of harm this matter would bring to him...... He has been scared, scared for many days, until Lord Xiao Fan returned to Beijing, he felt a little more confident, such a terrible thing to deal with Lord Xiao Fan, maybe he will get some benefits from it, and he will repay the favor, as long as it is ...... It's good that the incident doesn't implicate you.

Hong Zhu's fingers trembled suddenly, stretched out his tongue to moisten his lips that were dry from nervousness, and said in a dry voice: "You go out, I'm a little tired, don't bother me if it's okay." ”

The thirteen or fourteen-year-old little eunuch with delicate eyebrows and eyes took out a dry rag to wipe the feet of Xiao Hong's father-in-law, and then grinned: "Father-in-law, do you want to call Xiu'er to pinch it for you?"

Hong Zhu was slightly stunned when he heard this, and immediately thought of the palace maid's soft body and fragrant wet tongue, and a hot current surged in his lower abdomen, but he couldn't reach the place where he should go, and his face couldn't help but dim slightly, and he was afraid that the words would be heard by the person in the house, so he scolded angrily: "Get out! ”

The little eunuch didn't know why his father-in-law was angry, so he went out of the room with a sad face, carefully closed the courtyard door and the door, and went to sleep in the side compartment.

............ "Wake up...... That's Yi Guifei's cronies and palace maids, you actually dare to make up your mind. Fan Xian walked out of the room and scolded with a smile: "Look at your little rì, you are more comfortable than me, and your courage is getting bigger." ”

Hong Zhu said with a sad face: "Don't be ashamed of me, this courage is really not big...... He glanced at Fan Xian tentatively, and said with a smile: "Besides, the awake girl, isn't it the master's person?"

Fan Xian was startled and rebuked in a low voice: "Death!" ”

Hong Zhufu smiled and shut up.

This small courtyard is on the southwest side of Huanyifang, the terrain is relatively quiet, Fan Xian has listened to it before, there should be no one eavesdropping around, it is safer, and it is more convenient to speak, he is afraid that Hong Zhu will be too frightened by that matter, so as soon as he opened his mouth, he first said a few naughty jokes.

He sat at the foot of the kang, and it was impossible for the light in the room to reflect his shadow outside from this angle.

Hong Zhu looked around cautiously, and said in a low voice: "Master, knowing that you stayed in Qiancheng today, I guessed it, but it was just ...... It's not safe here, so let's get out of here. ”

Fan Xian nodded, looked at him twice, and asked in a low voice, "Confirmation?"

Hong Zhu's face changed immediately, his lips trembled for a long time, he looked around again in some fear, and nodded after a while.

"It's stuffed in my heart, and no one can say it. Although Fan Xian knew that Hong Zhu would not be stupid like that, he still reminded him worriedly, frowned and said, "Even if it is rotten, don't talk too much...... When you sleep, it's best to have no one around...... That Xiu'er can't do it either. ”

Hong Zhu shuddered, thinking to himself, fuck, this is too bad, who can control such a thing as talking in dreams.

In fact, Fan Xian was also a little annoyed at this time, how to turn this hot taro into a stone to beat people, there were too many things to consider in the middle, he visited Hongzhu tonight, mainly to confirm this matter in person, but the follow-up arrangements could not be made immediately.

After a few moments of silence, he whispered, "No matter what happens next, there is one thing you have to remember, first of all, you must take yourself out of this matter...... Don't let anyone find out that you have anything to do with it. ”

"That's the number one condition. Fan Xian said seriously: "If there is the slightest possibility that xìng involves you, then do not move." ”

Hong Zhu nodded silently, he already knew in his heart that he sold this news to Lord Xiao Fan, Lord Xiao Fan would definitely use this news, and he would definitely become an important part of the other party's actions - from the very beginning, he handed over his little life to Fan Xian, the kindness of dozens of lives in the clan, and it was nothing to return his life - he listened to Fan Xian's concern for his safety at this time, and his heart became more and more moved.

The candle flame in the room flickered, and the light and shadow were a little blurred.

Fan Xian beckoned Hong Zhu to his side and whispered something on his ear. The more Hong Zhu listened, the brighter his eyes became, but there was still unconcealable fear and horror in that bright sè, but this fear and horror could not match the rewards in the future.

Like the ministers in the court, the eunuchs in the palace naturally have to suppress the dealer in secret, especially the big eunuchs like Hong Zhu, who have climbed to a certain level.

Since a year ago, because of Fan Xian's secret actions, Hong Zhu has no choice but to press on his body and in Shufang Palace.

"It's inconvenient for you and me to get in touch, so I have to find a way. Fan Xian finished explaining some things, frowned and said: "But I can't pass through the Zhongren, there are still some details, I have to go back and think about it, before I go back to Jiangnan, we must meet again, in the first month, when can you leave the palace?"

"Twenty-two. Hong Zhu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, bowed his head and said: "Niangniang doesn't like the kind of embroidery that Jiangnan paid tribute to last autumn, so I ordered a batch from Dongyi City, this is a business to make oil and water, Niangniang rewarded me, I can go out that day." ”

Fan Xian nodded, confirmed the time of the next joint, but a thought flashed in his heart, and found that the queen was really fond of Hong Zhu, the eunuch - he looked at the pox on Hong Zhu's forehead, subconsciously glanced under his crotch, and immediately laughed self-deprecatingly silently, in this yīn heavy palace, he saw too many yīn filthy things, and he couldn't help but want to think about everything.

But this is impossible, the inspection of entering the palace is too strict, and in the land of Qingguo, it is impossible for Wei Xiaobao to have a story.

Fan Xian didn't dare to stay in Hongzhu Courtyard for longer, and finally carefully admonished a few words before leaving.

Long after he left, Hong Zhu came to his senses, looked at the empty kang corner, looked at the lights in the room, and was confused, the door of this house was not opened, how did Lord Xiao Fan leave?

"Hey, it's really a god. ”

Hong Zhu slapped his thigh and secretly admired. The big stone that has been pressing on his heart all these days, for some reason, suddenly became much lighter after Fan Xian arrived, maybe he told another person this big secret and divided it in half, maybe he felt that a fairy-like character like Xiao Fan would definitely be able to handle this matter.

He had a lot of confidence in Fan Xian, and felt that he could finally sleep well today, so he blew out the lights with ease, took off his clothes, and got into the thick quilt.

............ However, Fan Xian's confidence in Hong Zhu is not very sufficient.

There are three ways to control Hong Zhu, on the one hand, he is to help his family take revenge, and on the other hand, he gives his brother in Jiaozhou countless benefits, and what is really used to bind Hong Zhu is still a love word. People in this world are different, some people can be bought with money, and some people have no ability to resist in front of beautiful women, and Fan Xian confirmed that Hong Zhu is a very special little eunuch, quite sincere, and chivalrous, otherwise he would not be willing to become a nail in his hands because of repaying his kindness, and it is impossible to occasionally please the old eunuch Hong...... However, people's character will always change with the environment he is in, and now Hong Zhu is no longer the bitter child who escaped in the mountains, nor is he no longer the little eunuch who is bullied in the palace, he is the leader of the East Palace, and he is deeply favored by the queen, His Majesty loves him, and the eunuchs and palace ladies in the palace are flattered - living in the body, nourishing and moving qi, vanity can be sold in the bones, and Li yù can be laventiated, who knows if he will not be able to resist the temptation of interests after rì, and quietly fall to the other side.

No one knew that Hong Zhu was his person, so it would be very easy for other factions to accept him. If it was to play infernally, Fan Xian would of course be happy with this state, but if Hong Zhu was really good, there was nothing he could do.

Fortunately, there is such a secret. Fan Xian was very grateful for this secret, no matter if he could bring him any benefits in the future, at least this common secret could make Hong Zhu never leave him again, at least before the fall of the eldest princess and the crown prince.

Returning to the residence in the front corner of the imperial city, in the darkness, Fan Xian carefully confirmed that the small mechanism he had set up when he left had not been destroyed, and it seemed that no one had bothered him in this short hour, stretched out his finger to hook the black hair, and went inside to wipe something on the noses of the two sleeping eunuchs.

Then he sat on the bed, took out a bottle of imperial wine from his bosom, sprinkled a little on the side of the bed, sat stunned for a while, and fell asleep.

―――――――――――――――――――――― sitting in the carriage, Fan Xian couldn't help but glance back at the thick vermilion palace wall, and subconsciously wanted to get as far away from this palace as possible. He has entered the palace too many times, but every time he enters the palace, he can feel the cool smell like when he first entered the palace to visit the mothers.

It has nothing to do with the weather, just a cool ...... Thin and cool.

He hates this smell in the palace very much, so he hates staying in the palace all the time, he sympathizes with the emperor Lao Tzu who has been locked up in the palace, in the same way, he really doesn't want to be the emperor, this is not hypocrisy, but the truth.

In his previous life, a post on a forum once described the inhuman suffering of the emperor's profession, so Fan Xian wanted to keep his right to choose his own business, which was probably the biggest conflict between him and Chen Pingping.

Wrapped around his waist for 100,000 yuan, riding down to the south of the Yangtze River, carrying the sword of the Son of Heaven, and remotely controlling the power of the world, this kind of rìzi may be good.

Among the four great grandmasters, in fact, Ye Liuyun's life is the most pleasant, but he still needs the silver and meticulous service of the Junshan Society.

But Fan Xian doesn't need to.

Immersed in a beautiful imagination, Fan Xian glanced at his wife, gently stroked the hair on her head lovingly, and said, "In a few years, the world will be peaceful." ”

"How many years?" Wan'er tugged at the corners of her lips and said with a far-fetched smile, "I hope so." ”

"How did you talk to your mother?" Lin Wan'er looked at the street scene of Kyoto outside the car window, and suddenly asked this sentence.

Fan Xian was slightly stunned, and said gently: "After chatting for a while, there is nothing substantial, you looked so tired yesterday, and you went to bed so early, I don't want to stay long." ”

"I'm pretending to be asleep. Lin Wan'er said calmly: "If I don't sleep, it's not convenient for the two of you to say anything to each other." ”

Fan Xian was silent for a long time, and then he understood that his wife was giving himself and his mother a chance to negotiate, a chance to see if he could compromise, but he ...... There was already too much blood in the hands of both sides, and it was difficult to wash it off before shaking hands for a second time.

Feeling the silence of her husband beside her, Lin Wan'er suddenly felt that her spirit was a little weak, and her body was a little weak, and she said softly, "What can I do?"

Fan Xian was silent and gently took his wife into his arms, not knowing how to speak.

Wan'er didn't refuse his embrace, leaned her head gently on his chest, a touch of indifference and despair between her eyebrows disappeared, and tears began to slide down, like pearls, in a series of lines, wetting Fan Xian's clothes.

It's not that Fan Xian hasn't thought about what to do, it's just that the momentum has already been achieved, he can try to defeat the ambition of the second prince, but he doesn't have the luxury of convincing the eldest princess to withdraw from the big stage in the world.

Either you die or I die.

And Wan'er, who was in the middle of it, was naturally the most pitiful person, Fan Xian knew this, but he couldn't change anything, he hugged his wife tightly in his arms, and for some reason, his heart began to sour.

A year ago, Wan'er had reminded him that maybe his mother would join hands with the prince again.

Looking back on the past at this time, Fan Xian couldn't help but admire his wife's keen intuition, knowing that Wan'er didn't understand the turbulent undercurrent under the peaceful and prosperous world of Qingguo, and she was just caught in the middle of it, so she could only be silent.

It has been silent, and the silence seems to be gone.

Because of this, Fan Xian felt more and more guilty and sorry for his wife, because he couldn't say anything, and he couldn't even give a promise.

The wife in her arms was crying silently.

Fan Xian gently wiped the tears from her face with his big finger.

Looking up at the street scene outside the window, he thought to himself that even if a person has two lives, there are still many things that cannot be changed, and many wishes that cannot be fulfilled.

Ye Qingmei is like this, and so is himself.