C114 06 - Sudden Noble Freaking Ye Qingcheng(2)

Another sigh, what a life. He was destined to live a life of wealth and glory, so there was no need for him to curry favor with the great officials of the court. Now that he had been given a rank three official post, he was also given a rank three uniform. The Fu Family However, there was a noble title that was passed down from generation to generation in front of him, and it was obvious that he was superior to the Imperial Proclamation Official. He had personally experienced the talents of the Fu Pavilion, and he had never even heard of a scholar receiving a title. In the future, he would definitely have a bright future ahead of him. From now on, it was still uncertain who would fawn over who.

Thinking about it, he reminded again: "I am sorry to trouble General Ye to send my regards, but I really can't get away from here, please forgive me, Lord Fu."

Ye Qingcheng was stunned after hearing this and quickly understood: "Lord Tao is too polite." At this moment, he didn't dare to stay any longer and quickly ran to the side courtyard.

Seeing that his identity was about to be exposed, he thought that there would definitely be some doubts if he suddenly bid farewell to the pavilion. He chose to leave without saying goodbye, but he couldn't bear to do so. His footsteps were heavy as he returned to the courtyard where the Fu brothers lived. He looked up and saw that Qiu Da was talking to Xuan Zhizhi under the corridor. Second Winter commanded the soldiers to move the boxes to each room.

Beside him, Brother Rong was in a mess as he cried, "They are only two years older than me, how can they be gone just like that..." Fu Hua comforted him from the side.

After listening carefully for a while, he knew that Fu Rong's company was gone on Mount Qi. He even lost a few soldiers. He wanted to go up and comfort Fu Rong, but he was in a dilemma. He had not sorted out the troubles in his heart. He couldn't think of any words to comfort them. He silently stood beside the two brothers for a while before he placed the official robes and other things under the corridor. Go! After that... He found a quiet place to sit.

Besides, Second Servant Qiu Dong had seen a few young masters and had carefully returned home. He had assigned Second Dong to serve Fu Xuanzhi and the others, and the Qiu Dynasty alone was in charge of taking care of Fu Xuanzhi.

"Luckily Yanzhi had thought it through and prepared the charcoal, so the Eldest Young Master endured it. The hand furnace will be ready in a while. " Qiu kept nagging and first laid down the bed. They kept packing the coarse clothes and moving them out before putting the clothes they brought in.

"Don't take that away." The Pavilion Master pointed at Ye Qingcheng's clothes. "This is Qingcheng's." The Qiu Dynasty did not say whether they felt it or not, but when he lifted it up, he really felt a chill run down his body, "When you were not around, even if you did not have a furnace, you would have passed."

"Eldest Young Master, don't say anymore. Er Dong and I are ashamed to death." The Qiu only thought that Ye Qingcheng had temporarily put those clothes here and folded them in one place: "Young Master, this person lives in that room. I will deliver them to him right away."

The pavilion master slowly replied: "This person lives and eats with me."

"What?" When Qiu heard this, he almost lost his grip on the clothes in his hands. "Eldest Young Master, Eldest Young Master, are you saying that you live in the same room as Lord Ye?" You are a lady, so how can you share the same room as a man?

Fu Ting knew that Brother Rong and a few other soldiers died in Qi Mountain. He remembered that when he stayed in the Jing's Qiong Lin Courtyard, the two children took care of him very well. Those soldiers were also loyal and loyal, but now they did not even remember their appearances. He really could not bear it and did not have the time to waste talking nonsense with the Qiu Dynasty. "We have slept together for a few months." They slanted their eyes and looked at the Qiu Dynasty. "I know what you want to say, but I can't be bothered to listen to you." He turned his face away and deliberately ignored him. "If you don't like it, you can go back with the official ship." After a pause, he said, "It's quiet without you."

"Plop!" The Qiu Dynasty knelt down, but did not say anything. It held a stack of clothes and straightened its body as it looked at Fu Zhizhi.

Fu Ting Zhi As if he did not see it, he slowly went to the window and looked into the distance in the direction of the capital. "Fortunately, there was no corpse in the wilderness... You are all good people. Your next life will definitely be better than this one. " After silently mourning in his heart, he turned around and looked at Qiu who was kneeling on the ground. "You don't want to go back?" After Qiu nodded, he said, "In the past, how you served me was how you served Lord Ye. Remember that?"

Qiu did not respond. He just stood up again and held his clothes in his arms. He stood there for a while and rubbed his hands for a while. "I only serve the young master. Lord Ye can't care."

Fu Ting rolled his eyes at him. "Up to you." He racked his brains to think about the matter of becoming an official and ignored the Qiu Dynasty.

In his previous life, he had participated in the research of the Fu Si Project. He clearly remembered that Emperor Wen had been in spring for twenty years. At the age of fifteen, Fu Si was conferred the title of an official in the court. The consequences of the rescue letter should have been the assassination of the Righteous Emperor and the participation of these few battles. He was given the title of official in advance. What would happen next in history? What would happen to the fate of the Great Zhou? He really did not dare to think about it.

He defended and defended. The thing that his father was most worried about still happened. He rubbed his aching head. "Father is ill... I am the son..." He went to the bed that had just been laid out and tilted his head. "Go ahead and pass a message. This official... will not be able to hold on to the banquet."

When Qiu heard that, he threw away the things that he was tidying up. "You will definitely get sick if you wear such thin clothes." They shouted towards the outside, "Is the hand furnace ready? Hurry up and hurry up." They walked to the side of the bed and waited on the head of the Talisman Pavilion. "Where should we invite the doctor?"

"Idiot." Fu Ting scolded him: "Do you think this is the earl's residence or the river? Just call Fu Hua over to take a look."

"Brother Hua?" The Qiu Dynasty was a smart person. He lived in the Lonely Pavilion with Fu Hua in the capital. He knew that Fu Hua was good at reading medical books. "Could it be that Brother Hua has been taking care of the young master's health for such a long time?"