Fu Kun lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He patted his hands on the table and said, "Let's do it this way."
"yes."
Fu Mingsu took care of all the things, which made Fu Kun feel happy and saved him a lot of energy. Feeling happy, Fu Kun smiled again.
His eyes also became doting and gentle, and his face was full of joy when he looked at Fu Minghui: "Hui'er, your father hasn't had a good talk with you since you came back this time. You've been talking about these official matters all day long."
When Fu Minghui saw Fu Kun talking to him, he became very excited, and his eyes became brighter: "Father and elder brother told me that they would not shy away from me when talking about official matters. I am very honored. This shows that father trusts me. When I come back after finishing my studies, I will definitely learn from elder brother and serve father!" Fu Minghui clasped his hands together, his eyes were bright and energetic.
Fu Kun nodded happily: "Good! Huier has really grown up. I like Huier's ambition! Just like when I was young!" Fu Kun looked at Fu Mingsuo, who also nodded with a smile: "Yes, father is wise. My third brother is really different after returning from the military camp."
When Fu Minghui heard Fu Kun's praise, he felt a little proud.
Fu Kun couldn't help but stand up, walked to Fu Minghui, stretched out his fist and punched Fu Minghui's chest. Sure enough, it was as hard as a rock: "Good! You are worthy of being my son! Hahaha." Fu Kun looked at Fu Minghui proudly for a while, revealing a father's kindness, "Hui'er, you are seventeen, do you have a favorite girl?"
"I!" When Fu Minghui opened his mouth, his heart suddenly stopped and he looked at Fu Mingsuo. Fu Mingsuo's fingers dropped and waved slightly, suggesting that they should not talk about what happened with Yun Yao today.
Fu Minghui also understood what he meant and said, "I don't have a favorite girl yet."
Fu Kun laughed: "Hahaha, that's perfect. You and your father will go to the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet in the palace this year. If there is a girl you like, your father will make the decision for you! Don't be like your second brother, who still hasn't found a wife. I think he will be a bachelor for the rest of his life in the Eight Gates."
Fu Mingsu sighed and couldn't help laughing. The second brother was really obsessed with solving cases. No woman in the world could attract him. But soon, his heart was covered by haze again. At this moment, he hoped that the second brother could continue to be obsessed with solving cases instead of the Jiumen Lianyouyou next door.
Fu Minghui smiled, his smile was bright and innocent, but his eyes suddenly became bright, and his starry eyes were full of arrogance because of his ambition: "Father, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet, I have only one goal, which is..."
Fu Kun looked at his third son Fu Minghui. From his aggressive eyes, he showed a slight surprise. He was surprised that Huier actually knew his intentions and was surprised at his unexpected growth.
"Seventh Princess!" When the three words came out, Fu Kun laughed out loud: "Hahaha—good! It's my son! That's right! Hahaha—"
Fu Minghui also smiled brightly and looked at his elder brother Fu Mingsuo.
Fu Mingsu still had an elegant smile, but when he lowered his eyes, a trace of worry flashed across his eyes. Because he was worried about Fu Minghui, too much is as bad as too little. It was a good thing that he had ambitions, and all the Fu family members had their own ambitions. But Fu Minghui was obviously a little too young and too arrogant. This arrogance was also because Fu Minghui was young, and he felt that the third child might still need some training.
That night, Fu Mingsu stayed alone in the study and took out the small glass bottle that Gongzi Hong gave him from the secret compartment of the bookshelf. He opened the bottle cap and a golden-armored insect flew out, landed on the back of his hand, and raised its little head to look at Fu Mingsu.
Fu Mingsui whispered to it: "Inform Brother Hong that the painting failed."
The golden beetle nodded, spread its wings and flew into the night, like a faint starlight in the moonlight, gradually disappearing into the distance...
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the silver moon in the night sky is almost a round disk.
Emperor Cheng stood in the pavilion by the lake, with his hands behind his back, gazing at the bright moon in the sky. The scene when he first met Sanniang when he was young emerged in his mind.
At that time, the emperor was already seriously ill and decided to pass the throne to him. So he called him into the palace to tell him the secrets of the Nine Gates. When he first heard it, he couldn't believe that the strange things were happening around him, so close to him. He didn't even know that there were such a group of people in the imperial city guarding the capital.
Of course, he didn't believe that there were any monsters in the world. These were just things in novels, how could they be real? At first, he thought that the Nine Gates were just a group of charlatans. But the royal family sometimes needed charlatans. There were some things that the royal family couldn't cure, but the charlatans could.
At that time, Fat Buddha and Little Lettuce had not yet entered the Nine Gates. There were only Master Guan, Sanniang and the brother and sister in the Nine Gates. Even Yao Guang had not yet become the master of the Nine Gates. The former head of the Nine Gates brought four people to visit him. When he first saw Sanniang, he was fascinated by her stunning beauty. The three thousand beauties in the harem were all eclipsed by Sanniang.
However, Sanniang took off not only her clothes but also her skin in front of him...
This act of taking off his clothes made him realize that there are more than just humans in this world.
This made him realize that when judging people, one should not only look at their appearance.
"Father is summoning me?!" He slowly came back to his senses after hearing Duanmu Qingchen's voice. He withdrew his gaze from the distance and turned to look at Duanmu Qingchen standing in the pavilion. At this moment, there were only the two of them in the pavilion.
"You don't call me dad anymore?" Emperor Cheng slowly sat down on the chair in the pavilion and looked at Duanmu Qingchen.
Duanmu Qingchen carefully watched Emperor Cheng's face. A few days ago, he wanted to invite the Nine Sects to attend the Mid-Autumn Royal Banquet, which made Emperor Cheng furious. How could he dare to provoke Emperor Cheng again at this moment
Duanmu Qingchen just thought the palace was boring, so he was so funny. He was not stupid. If Emperor Cheng was really angry, he had to behave himself.
Emperor Cheng was his father, and he still had to rely on Emperor Cheng for his pocket money. Lian Youyou's previous trip to the Netherworld Temple had already spent all the pocket money he had saved for several months. He didn't go out to have fun now because he had no money to spend. He could only stay in the palace. At least he didn't have to pay for his three meals a day.
He didn't dare to tell Emperor Cheng that he spent 50,000 taels of silver. Emperor Cheng would definitely ask about such a large sum of money. How would he explain it then? If he told the truth, he would be beaten. But he couldn't find a suitable excuse. If Emperor Cheng misunderstood him as a drunkard, whoremonger and gambler, he would be in trouble.
Emperor Cheng saw that Duanmu Qingchen had suddenly become obedient, and he knew that he had lost his temper a few days ago and frightened his son. He sighed softly and looked at Duanmu Qingchen: "Okay, I agree."
Duanmu Qingchen was stunned and looked at Emperor Cheng suspiciously: "Father, what did you approve?"
Emperor Cheng's face immediately turned unhappy, and he turned away: "What else can it be? I have already told Yao Guang that you are allowed to invite people from the Nine Gates to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet!" He had strongly opposed it before, but now it was approved, which was a slap in the face. His face was naturally ugly. (To be continued)