Golden Stage

After sending Xiao Xiao away, the two returned to the bedroom and Fu Shen said, "What exactly did you mean just now? Explain."

"Dare to let Xiao Yan go without understanding," Yan Xiaohan narrowed his eyes, "I'm not afraid I'm really under house arrest?"

Fu Shen really wanted to give him a kick: "Don't talk nonsense."

Yan Xiaohan: "Stay with me during this time. I will help you to get a chance to return to Yanzhou. I have already made it clear."

"I'm not asking this, Yan Xiaohan," Fu Shen said, "I'm asking you, which side are you on?"

You are the emperor's most favored courtier, the most favored confidant, only one step away from ascending to the sky, why should you help someone who is inherently hostile?

Yan Xiaohan was still bending his eyes, but the gentle cricket in his eyes had just disappeared. He seemed to be wearing a layer of impenetrable armor for a moment, and he didn't care to say: "Since there are two ministers in this world, of course There are two ministers. "

Fu Shen: "You don't have to be arrogant ..."

"My husband, don't be innocent," Yan Xiaohan laughed. "You already know who I am, and you bother to cover up for me? Although you and I are in the same court, you are the ruler of the country, and I am only for officials. I am not for the name, but for the benefit, not for the world, only for myself. "

"Let's go for the benefit and choose the wood to live, this is the way for the officials."

"So," he said, "I'm not on your side, I'm on my side."

He is a chess piece in the chess game and the third chess player.

He can be used by one side, charge, or he can set off the entire chessboard without a word.

Since Yuan Taidi didn't like the weapons in his hands and had too many ideas, let him be an unarmed lonely man.

Because the chess pieces are upset.

"Okay, okay, it's hard for you to admit that you are not something," Fu Shenqi said with a smirk, "what else do you bring me back to, why don't you just let me die at the gate of the palace?"

Yan Xiaohan said indifferently: "Of course it is because you covet your beauty."

Fu Shen: "..."

He, the decisive general, hated Beijing ’s official official Middle East, Laxi, and the situation of being indifferent to the snakes. Yan Xiaohan also knew his temper, and smiled softly before he broke out: "Fu Shen, don't Find another reason to excuse me. "

When he was no longer called "Hou Ye", but changed his name directly, the layer of armor around his body seemed to fall off, revealing a distant and familiar silhouette, which was Yan Xiaohan that Fu Shen first knew.

"Choosing a side between military power and monarchy, and helping you hand in hand are two different things. You and I have known each other for a few years, and I can't always watch you stuck there."

Really as he said, Yan Xiaohan divided the "morality" among his friends and the "morality" on the chapel very clearly.

Fu Shen was finally speechless. He didn't like to persuade others to agree with his own thoughts. Today's repeated interrogations are very abnormal. He has run out of patience and is not pleased with Yan Xiaohan's "self-violence and abandonment." "

Yan Xiaohan knew that he was going to get angry. Fu Shen first became a master and later a general. He used to say one or two, and sometimes it was really unreasonable to have a temper.

Even so, Yan Xiaohan insisted with a dark cloud covering his head: "I'll let people take medicine for a while, you remember ..."

Fu Shen coldly said, "Get out."

Lord Yan is indeed the leader of Junjie, and he shut up quickly and rolled smoothly.

When Ye Fu was so sleepy that he couldn't sleep, his leg injury was faint, he tossed and turned on the bed, his mind repeatedly echoed Yan Xiaohan's words.

He actually wanted to ask, if you change to someone else, out of morality among your friends, in addition to pulling him, would you also take him home to take good care of him, to watch vigilantly, and to tirelessly tell him to take medicine?

Would you grit your teeth in his ear and ask "why don't you turn back"?

I don't know how long after that, the wind sounds outside the window, and the rain hits the window, and the sound of tingling evokes aching pain and drowsiness. Fu Shen's eyes narrowed, his ears suddenly moved sensitively, and he heard extremely light footsteps coming from the door.

It's Yan Xiaohan.

He stretched his breath flat and stretched, pretending to sleep well, closed his eyes completely, and only listened to the sound to distinguish each other's movements. At the same time, many thoughts were turned in my heart, but they were all gloomy, and I couldn't catch one.

Fu Shen didn't want to admit that he was actually nervous.

Yan Xiaohan approached the bed lightly, Fu Shen only felt that his legs were heavy, and the quilt next to his feet opened a corner, and a warm thing was stuffed into the quilt. After doing all this, he didn't stop any more, and left quietly as he came.

When the door was closed silently, Fu Shen opened his eyes and saw the extra quilt on his leg through the low light that penetrated the window. The calf hit a hard heat source, he reached into the quilt and touched it, it was a silver soup lady.

The rain blew outside the window.

The blood of the injured leg and foot was not smooth, and the quilt could not be warmed. He didn't care much about the pain, but once he felt the warmth brought by the little soup lady, the coldness just became unbearable.

Are you so meticulous about "others"?

Fu Shen lay back on his back to the bed, looking at the top of the bed. He thought that he might not really be suitable for the court. The commander Bei Yan could cut off his enemies, but he was easily tied by a quilt and a woman-in-law. The gentleness of the hometown could not be separated. How could he face it in the future? A soft knife that kills no blood.

"It's **** fucking," he thought.

Maybe it was too much thinking before bedtime, Yan Xiaohan for a while and Emperor Yuan Tai for a while, and Fu Shen, who rarely dreamed, dreamed of his own youth.

At the age of 16, he first met Yan Xiaohan.

In the Eighteenth Cold Food Festival in Yuantai, the sunset of the Imperial City is magnificent.

Spring city is flying everywhere, cold food Dongfeng Yuliu oblique.

On this day, Emperor Yuan Tai went out to sacrifice the tomb, and the forbidden army accompanied him. It happened that Fu Shen and a group of acquaintances who were familiar with each other went out and went back to the city at sunset.

At the beginning of the spring season, sergeants and female tourists in the city were like weaving, and a group of handsome and handsome young sons rushed into the city, attracting a lot of attention. Even more daring women threw the various flowers used in the handkerchiefs or Doubak grass to the crowd. The momentum was more impressive than the "Throwing Fruit Car", and the people stopped and the city gate was lively.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of horseshoes behind him, and the persevering army of the perseverance rushed into the city first, and the crowd automatically gave way, shouting for the head: "The royal driver travels, the idler retreats!"

The crowd gathered in front of Fu Shen, and the others kept back, the others behind didn't know what was happening, and they were congested for a while. Seeing the forbidden army rushing forward, Fu Shen hurriedly turned his horse to avoid. Who knew that he was standing sideways, just avoiding a flower thrown at his back.

The flower had eyes like it, bypassing Fu Shen, and flew directly to the gate of the embargo where Zema passed. The people who threw the flowers did not know how much effort they used, Fu Shen even felt that he heard the wind breaking.

It's over. He thought ruthlessly.

Throwing flowers at the young boy is romantic, and throwing flowers at the embargo is hanged by Lao Shouxing-the suspect is too long.

The embargo raised his hand to intercept the flying flower, and looked at it in surprise. Fu Shen responded extremely quickly and immediately pulled up his sleeves to cover his face.

The embargo: "..."

There was no time to say one more word, the Royal Guard had entered the city gate, the barracks opened the way, and the people bowed down. Fu Shen was a child of Xungui. Two of them had En Yin's military post, and they happened to kneel forward.

Emperor Yuan Tai also noticed the male friends of these flocks of chickens, and stopped to ask. As a military attache, the government of Yingying was the strongest, so Fu Shen was inevitably proclaimed by the emperor alone to encourage him. His knees on the stone floor were painful, and the emperor got up and drove back to the palace with compassion.

Yu Zheng continued, and then the embargoes passed by. Fu Shen knelt down and waited for the emperor to go away. The horseshoe stopped in front of him for a moment.

He raised his head somehow, facing the pair of eyes with deep smiles.

The setting sun melts gold, the twilight clouds merge, and people are deep in the spring breeze.

Fu Shen's gaze slid from his eyes to his clenched hands, noting that he held a pink flower in his palm.

... is the embargo.

Fu Shen was too late to pull his sleeves. He could only watch the light-colored lips of his opponent tickle off, and he let him go, throwing the flower back into his arms.

And the hand strength is very inch, the flower just stuck in the neckline. It's almost like ... deliberate.

The still amused Fu Shen was like a scholar who was stunned by fox spirits. He stood up with his mind blank and his eyes were empty. The smile seemed to melt into the evening photos and remained in his sight.

"Hey, Brother Fu, what else are you looking at? Let's go?"

He didn't throw away the flower, but he took it in his hand, turned it around, and pretended to ask the people next to him: "Is that the embargo ... Is Brother Yi recognized?"

With him is Chen Simong, the emperor Yi Siming, who has been given the four ranks of Jinwu Wei Zhonglang, heard the words contemptuously: "You said that boy? Brother, don't blame me for not reminding you, that boy is not What a good thing, it's not worth waiting for me to make friends. "

Fu Shen: "How do you say this?"

Yi Siming: "That man is Zuo Long Wu Wei Zhonglang and Yan Xiaohan."

As soon as Fu Shen heard it, Jin Wuwei was the head of the Nanzhao ban, and Long Wuwei was the north. The two places had never been dealt with. No wonder Yi Siming didn't treat him well.

Yi Siming said: "You don't know, he is Duan Linglong's righteous son. Don't look good, what's the use? Who knows how to climb up ..."

In Da Zhou, Xungui looked down on Qingliu, Qingliu looked down on ordinary civilians, civilians looked down on military attachés, and all of them looked down on eunuchs.

Duan Linglong is the first of today's eunuchs.

It is conceivable that Yan Xiaohan, who recognized **** as his righteous father, may be worse than **** in their eyes.

Somehow, Fu Shen did not feel disgusted after listening to Yi Siming's words. Instead, he was a bit unfortunately sorry, just like seeing a flower that was destroyed just after its bloom.

By the way, flowers.

He took the flower in his hand and looked intently. However, at first glance, his expression freezes on his face.

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