Fu Sheng hurriedly said, "It's the old slave who has neglected his duty!"
"You can handle it yourself. If the same thing happens a second time, you, the manager, don't have to do it again."
Fu Sheng hurriedly thanked him for retreating, and his calves were still shaking when he left the Imperial Study Room. The emperor offered his favor and did not punish him, but he knew in his heart that the emperor was already very dissatisfied with him.
He beckoned to a little eunuch and asked, "Where is Haizi?"
The little eunuch said: "Back to the chief, Grandpa Hai was on the night last night, and he has been resting in the house after the shift."
Fu Sheng nodded and said to the little eunuch: "Take care of the emperor. I will go back."
Fusheng turned to Haizi’s residence. Haizi was sleeping under the quilt. Fusheng strode forward and pulled the quilt off the ground. He kicked Haizi’s thigh with a kick. The couch bounced.
"Who, who?" He yelled twice in a panic, and when he saw the person who came, he looked surprised: "Foster father? Why are you here?" The little eunuch's residence, the foster father never came, why today Is coming
Fusheng grabbed Haizi's ears and pulled him from the couch to the ground, "Kneeling and talking to Laozi."
Seeing that Fusheng seemed to be really angry, Haizi didn't dare to make trouble.
"Foster father, what's the matter with you? Who made you so angry? Tell Haizi, Haizi will vent your anger. Don't be angry. You should be angry."
Fu Sheng lifted his foot and kicked him, and said angrily: "You don't know your virtue when Lao Tzu comes to this suit? Say, how much benefit do you receive for Concubine Meng?"
Sure enough, because of this, Haizi was annoyed. The woman couldn't believe what she said. He clearly told the maid beside Concubine Meng not to talk nonsense, as long as the concubine knew it in her heart.
That's not bad, because the ten taels of silver hadn't been covered with heat, this matter was stabbed out.
"Foster father, listen to my explanation, things are not what you think."
"I, who is your adoptive father? From now on, I don’t have a son like you in Fusheng, and you don’t have to go to the Imperial Study Room anymore. Since you are in love with your concubine, then go to the Hundred Yuan Palace of Concubine Meng. Be a errand."
Haizi was terribly scared. He thought he would be stabbed out. At most, he would be punished for a few sentences. He would never lose his errand because of it. This is not good. From the Imperial Study to the Hundred Yuan Palace, this is a real exile.
Haizi kept kowtow at Fusheng: "Foster father, Haizi knows that he is wrong, so please forgive Haizi this time, Haizi will never dare to do it again."
Fusheng snorted: "You didn't do this once or twice. Which one was not for you? Those things were no more than those things before, but now, your courage is really getting fatter and fatter, what can you say? You dare to say that the emperor didn’t directly chop your head. It’s already a kindness. Do you still want to go back to the Imperial Study Room as an errand? Do you think it’s possible?”
Haizi slumped on the ground, speechless.
Fusheng tossed his sleeves, as if he was trying to get rid of the place that Haizi had touched just now.
"I will go to the Hundred Yuan Palace today. I don't have to go back to the Imperial Study Room or appear in front of me again. Otherwise, I will never forgive you."
He can see it clearly, if this guy stays again, he still doesn't know how big he will be.
Haizi was transferred to the Hundred Yuan Palace, and there was no one at the Imperial Study Room. Fu Sheng ordered his deputy chief to arrange the staff, and soon sent a little eunuch who looked very smart.
Together with the identity documents of the young eunuch, they were sent to Fusheng.