The matter of returning to Beijing was thus decided.

Zhao Zhen looked forward to the fact that they had been a family for several years, and when they received the note submitted by Fu Jiuqu, they hurriedly arranged for promotion.

It is not easy for officials in local state capitals to be promoted to Beijing officials, and there are strict systems for promotion in officialdom, as well as countless unspoken rules. Capital tracking and grinding are all necessary links.

The news that Fu Jiuqu was going to return to Beijing soon attracted a lot of suspicion, and groundless rumors were overwhelming. Some people even said bluntly, saying that when Fu Jiuqu was in charge of Yangzhou and Yingtian, because of his noble status and arrogant and bold behavior, he was very unpopular with the people, and he should not be promoted and reused.

But Zhao Zhen has made up his mind.

In the face of the boiling opposition in the court, he was furious, and when he returned to the Funing Palace, he threw the book on the ground.

"I am the king of a country, can't the Lord do this?"

Li Fu lowered his eyes and stood respectfully to the side.

When the emperor had lost his temper, he walked to the emperor and knelt on the ground, and said cautiously:

"Official, the little one has a word, I don't know whether to say it or not......

Zhao Zhen looked over.

is angry enough, in the eyes of the emperor is an irresolvable sadness, rich in the world and lonely, a line apart, all in his body.

"If you want to say it, I can't sew it in your mouth?"

Li Fudao: "Back then, the villain was ordered to go to Yingtianfu, and according to the official's explanation, he privately probed the tone of the county king, and the county king had already expected today's situation at that time......

Zhao Zhen's eyes lit up slightly, "Oh? What did he say?"

Li Fu said: "The king of the county said that he is the apprentice of General Di, and he is not as good as Lord Cao as an official, and those old antiques can't see him. I finally got him out of Beijing, how can I easily let him come back?"

Zhao Zhen stroked his beard lightly, "Then did he say, for the sake of today's plan, what should be done?"

Li Fu: "The king of the county said it."

He looked up and looked at Zhao Zhen and whispered:

"The king of the county said that if one day he wants to return to Beijing, and the official family is embarrassed by this, he will let the villain give advice to the official family...... But the villain, I don't know what to say......

Zhao Zhen laughed angrily, "Your words are all in your mouth, do you say I will listen or not?"

Li Fu grinned and laughed as well.

The official family is benevolent, when he first arrived to wait in the Funing Palace, he often made mistakes, and the father-in-law at the top punished him, but the official family forgave him to save his life.

Since the Funing Gate caught fire that year, the official family has become closer to and trusts him, and Li Fu has long been a confidant of the official family.

He prostrated his head.

"The king of the county said that if the official family is undecided, he should ask Bao Zheng."

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Ying Tianfu.

The prefect's mansion.

Three watches, the rain is heavy, and Xin Yi is still awake.

Recently, it has been rainy in Nanjing, and Fu Jiuqu always comes back very late, and she is holding the pillow alone, and it is inevitable that she will be cranky.

It has been seven years since I left Bianjing, and although I often have correspondence with my old friends in Beijing and Xinyi Pharmacy, my memory has long blurred the pictures of "the water frolicking and the boat moving, the drinking feast open, the silver pond like dyeing, and the golden embankment like embroidery".

A voice came from outside, it was Xingyuan yawning, "Ninth Master."

Xin Yi rolled up the quilt, turned over, and left his back to him.

The door was pushed open, and the man's steps were very light, as if he was afraid of waking her, so he tiptoed to the clean room to wash, and only after a long time did he loosely tie a bedgown, and with the fragrance and wet smell of the wood after bathing, he lifted the tent and lay down.

The back is empty.

He was far away and did not alarm her.

Xin Yi couldn't pretend anymore, so he rolled the quilt over and pressed the man down.

Fu Jiuqu was caught off guard, and struggled to pull her down and hug her, and couldn't help laughing, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Xin Yi stared at him and gritted his teeth with a smile, "My husband didn't return in the middle of the night, and I don't know which house to hang out in, how can the concubine sleep?"

Fu Jiuqu made her breathing unsteady, and finally caught that hand, "I am about to return to Beijing, and there are many things to deal with......

Xin Yi: "Isn't it said that those old conservatives in Beijing are stubbornly opposed? Why are you going back to Beijing soon?"

Fu Jiuqu's eyes flashed slightly, and he lowered his head and pecked her.

"You don't know the king's methods?"

Xin Yi chuckled.

A hand played in his arms.

"Recently, the king of the county has not favored the concubine, and the concubine is really about to forget?" Her fingers rubbed slowly against his collarbone under his collar, "The empty steps are dripping with night rain, and it is difficult to fall asleep, so why don't you let the concubine try the methods of the county king?"

Fu Jiuqu saw that she was yin and yang, so he reluctantly pulled the person into his arms and whispered intimately, wishing to crush the person.

"Eleven, what are you going to do if you let me take you?"

"What should I do?"

Xin Yi wondered what he was saying and raised his eyebrows.

"The father of the two children, do you still need me to teach you?"

Fu Jiuqu: "......"

He looked at Xin Yi silently, and there was a sparkle at the bottom of his eyes, like the reflection of candlelight, and it seemed to be full of thoughts.

"What's wrong with you?"

Xin Yi sensed his emotions and stroked his forehead with his hand, slightly straightening his face.

"My head hurts again?"

Fu Jiuqu shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

"And what are you thinking?" Xin Yi narrowed his eyes, rolled over and pressed him, and looked carefully.

"How did I find out...... You seem to have changed a lot? I've been busy lately, and I haven't paid much attention to you because of my homework and the eczema of the little raccoon flower...... Brother Jiu, do you have something on your mind?"

"Nope."

Fu Jiuqu replied categorically.

But the uneasiness that gradually appeared in his eyes could not be concealed.

"It's getting late, don't be cranky, go to sleep."

Xin Yi looked at him hesitantly.

"It's not like you......"

In the past, he had to be fished out and rectified in the bed, and it was not a problem to be sleepy and tired, and he couldn't clean it up if he didn't toss her back and forth, why did he become innocent and have few desires?

When Xin Yi thought about it, his hair was about to freeze.

Counting the days, Brother Jiu hasn't touched him for a while.

The seven-year itch?

Still is......

Xin Yi stared at him and gasped.

"Can't you?"

Fu Jiuqu: ......

Xin Yi furrowed his brows hesitantly, shook his hand, and said to himself, "No, you're fine, what's the matter?"

Fu Jiuqu: "Eleven."

Xin Yi: "You have a good match?"

Fu Jiuqu: "How come?"

Xin Yi: "That's weird."

She rubbed her eyes, half sleepy, and sat up as if she was going to examine him. Seeing this, Fu Jiuqu sighed, hugged the person and wrapped it in his arms, buried his head in her hair, smelling the faint incense, greedy and afraid.

Xin Yi was right.

He's changed a bit lately.

It's not because of women, it's not the seven-year itch. In fact, her desire for Xin Yi has never changed from day to day, and now it is even more...... The dense light shone on her white face, shiny like porcelain, jade and moving, how could he not be infatuated? It's not that I don't want to, it's that I'm going crazy and thinking abnormally.

But he ......

Fu Jiuqu said, "You come and tell me, how did the second generation of Fu give birth to a person. Okay?"

Xin Yi looked at him in surprise, thinking that he had misheard.

"You don't sleep in the middle of the night and ask me about a man? Fu Jiuqu, are you bending?"

Fu Jiuqu: "I'm straight."

Xinyi: ......

The two looked at each other, Xin Yi snorted, looking at his handsome face, cold eyebrows, and the arc of his lips slightly pursed, his fingers slowly slid down, pressed against his Adam's apple, and bowed his head lightly.

"Fu Jiuqu, you're crazy!"

Fu Jiuqu pressed the back of his head, wrapped the person in his arms, and stroked his hand in his hair for a moment.

Suddenly pulled over hard, kissed long and deeply, until Xin Yi's whole person was soft on him, he slowly let go, and said with a slight gasp:

"Sleep, there should be news in Kyori tomorrow. Get up early."

Xin Yi was shocked.

This is a great disgrace.

"Good!" She pushed the man and swept the quilt away, facing him with her back.

"Lights out!"

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Fu Jiuqu had no last resort.

News from Kyori arrived as scheduled.

On the twenty-third day of the first month, Zhao Zhen issued an edict and appointed Zhao Zongshi, the son of Zhao Yunrang, the king of Pu, as the training envoy of the Song Zhou regiment and the Zhizong Temple.

Back then, the courtiers tried every means to force the Zhao official family to establish an heir, but they couldn't do it when they ran out of tricks, which caused the anger of the official family, and the relationship between the monarch and the minister was tense for a while.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhen responded quickly this time.

After many years of seesawing back and forth, the courtiers were tired, and they were immediately moved to tears.

Soshoji Temple manages the affairs of the imperial family and has a high status in the clan. Zhao Zongshi followed this path, crowned the prince, and then knew Kaifeng Mansion, which was only one step away from the prince.

At the beginning of March, the court of trial played the Beijing official. After grinding, surveying, and checking his political achievements, Fu Jiuqu's name was prominently listed in the list of officials who were ready to be promoted.

The recommender is Lord Bao Zhengbao, the deputy envoy of the Privy Council.

Zhao Zhen immediately gave instructions and gave him the promotion sequence of Beijing officials.

The promotion of officials in the Northern Song Dynasty had to be promoted by higher officials. Not only is the recommendation system cumbersome, but the recommendation officer also has to bear the responsibility of negligence in the recommendation, so Bao Zheng's move is surprising.

Over the years that Bao Zheng has been an official, countless people have been impeached, and those who have been scolded are like carp crossing the river, and Zhao Guan's face has sprayed a lot of his spittle. In the city of Tokyo, where there are countless relatives of dignitaries and dignitaries, he is an outlier. is not favoritism, resolute, and looks down on those bullying royal relatives the most.

Why did he look at Fu Jiuqu differently?

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