This person's relationship is delicate.
We are not permanent enemies, nor permanent friends. Sometimes, the relationship between us and enemies is ambiguous.
Fu Kun never expected that Yao Guang would actually do something to blackmail people. This time he went to court, his monthly allowance was gone. Although Yao Guang spoke to him in a frivolous manner, every word he said was ruthless. If this matter was brought to the attention of Emperor Cheng, he would be furious.
He was somewhat surprised that Yao Guang didn't make a big deal out of this matter and took the opportunity to pressure him. Could he really just pay Yao Guang to do it? After fighting him for so many years, why did Yao Guang suddenly change his ways? This made Fu Kun full of doubts and he couldn't understand what he meant.
When the two men came down from the court, Yao Guang was still clinging to Fu Kun's ass, chasing him and praising Fu Mingrui non-stop with all kinds of flattery.
"Kun, you really teach your son well! Tsk, your son is really a rare talent! Good-looking, good personality, and his character is much better than yours..."
Fu Kun held back his anger. Before the court, all the officials were present. He couldn't curse anyone, as it would damage his reputation as the left prime minister. He was the left prime minister of the Qian Dynasty, so he couldn't curse like a shrew.
“Your son is really more upright than you! More incorruptible than you, more humble than you, and he also carefully learns from us…” Yao Guang praised Fu Mingrui and even added the word “more upright than you”. Every word was like a steel thorn, piercing Fu Kun’s ears.
"Oh, by the way, I released all your men! How could I dare to arrest your left prime minister's men~~" Yao Guang emphasized that he had released Fu Kun's men, "I released them on the spot! I didn't dare to keep them! All six of them, all released!"
Yao Guang specifically said that he released six people because he felt guilty about killing two people, so he deliberately emphasized that the six people left their Nine Gates alive, and if anything happened afterwards, it would have nothing to do with their Nine Gates.
When Fu Kun heard this, he naturally felt that Yao Guang was still emphasizing that he had sent people to infiltrate the Nine Gates. He even gave the exact number of people, proving that they had captured their people alive.
"Have you said enough?!" Fu Kun finally couldn't hold back his anger. He tried to lower his voice and glared at Yao Guang fiercely.
Yao Guang smacked his lips, looking a little aggrieved: "Alright, alright, you don't even like to be praised."
Was he really praising him?! Fu Kun was so angry that his face turned pale. He first said how good his son was, and then said that his son's character was much better than his, and that he was upright, honest, and humble, and that he was better than him in every way. This was actually a reversal of calling Fu Kun treacherous, cunning, and conceited!
"Left Prime Minister! Lord Yao!" Ma Guanqun also hurriedly chased out. His son's disappearance made him and his wife so anxious that they lost their appetite and could not sleep all night.
His wife stayed outside her son's room all day, talking to the blue butterflies. In just one day, he was tormented beyond recognition. His hair was disheveled, his face looked unwashed, dull, and his beard was messy. His eye circles were dark, his lips were pale, and if his legs and feet could not move, he would have been dead.
"Has my son been found? Lord Yao, the criminal has been caught, but what about my son? Where is my son?" Ma Guanqun was anxious, but he certainly didn't dare to ask Fu Kun, so he could only hold Yao Guang accountable.
Yao Guang looked solemn and looked at him in silence. He patted his shoulder and said, "Prepare for your funeral..."
Ma Guanqun was stunned at that moment. His beloved son, his only son, Ma Yun, was really... dead...
His mind was blank at this moment and he was at a loss as to what to do.
"To the Left Prime Minister—Lord Yao—" Eunuch Zhang ran down the high steps of the court, bowed slightly to the two, smiled and whispered, "The Emperor's Imperial Study invites you."
The two looked at each other again, "Hmph!" Fu Kun snorted coldly, then turned around and followed Eunuch Zhang.
Master Yao Guang smiled and couldn't help touching the banknotes hidden in his sleeves. This Fu Kun might become the silver vault of their Nine Gates in the future. Thanks to Master Lian for his advice, he would never have thought that there was such a way to deal with Fu Kun.
Who says loyal ministers can only follow the right path? Occasionally, evil and unorthodox ways can also give treacherous ministers a small surprise.
At noon, the palace maids and eunuchs were still waiting outside the prince's palace, looking nervous. It was time for the court to end, and Lin Youxiang would soon arrive at the Shangshufang. If their prince was late, they would be held accountable.
The young eunuchs all looked at the prince's personal eunuch Xiao Youzi. Xiao Youzi had no choice but to push the door open and enter the bedroom.
The Crown Prince and other princes also have their own palaces outside the palace, but Emperor Cheng felt that they were still young, and if they lived outside, they would become unruly, playing all day long and not studying hard, so he let them continue to live in the palace until they became successful.
As the saying goes, no one knows a son better than his father. The emperor must know Duanmu Qingchen's personality, so although he dotes on Duanmu Qingchen, he is also strict in disciplining him. If Duanmu Qingchen plays outside the palace and does not want to return to the palace at night, he will break the legs of the eunuchs in the palace.
Little Pomelo walked to Duanmu Qingchen's tent, and the elegant fragrance filled the hall. A pair of snowflake-like long legs hung outside the white gauze tent, and the thin gauze fluttered in the wind, faintly revealing the naked body inside.
“Prince…” Little Youzi called softly, her voice was as soft as the buzz of a mosquito or fly, not like calling someone to wake up. Her whimpering voice sounded more like a girl acting coquettishly.
The long legs moved and retracted into the bed. In the fluttering white gauze, a figure turned over, and a full moon was faintly visible. A soft voice came out immediately: "Well... baby... Sanniang... come... kiss..."
Xiao Youzi's face tensed up, and she went forward and lifted the gauze curtain. Her own prince was lying naked on the big bed, hugging the thin blanket and pouting. Regardless of the weather, their prince liked to let go of himself, throw away the restraints, and sleep naked.
"Prince! The tutor is coming!" Little Youzi mustered up the courage to shout!
Duanmu Qingchen woke up immediately, sat on the bed for a while, came back to his senses, and looked at Xiao Youzi: "Is the Grand Tutor coming?"
"Well... the court has ended. The tutor should have gone to the Shangshufang." Little Pomelo said, holding back her anger, "Prince, please forgive us servants. Every time you are late, we are the ones who get beaten."
It makes sense that the Qian Dynasty prospered under Emperor Cheng. Emperor Cheng attached great importance to education. No matter how noble the prince's status was, he had to respect the tutor. The prince had to be well-versed in ancient and modern knowledge and be both civil and military, so that he could be benevolent and enlightened, become the next generation of wise rulers, and his Qian Dynasty could last for thousands of years.
Therefore, since childhood, these little princes did not dare to act pretentiously in front of the Taifu, and they were all very obedient. Because their father gave the Taifu a ruler, the Shangshufang respected the teacher, and the Taifu could beat the princes who were lazy in their studies!
Duanmu Qingchen blinked and glared at Xiao Youzi: "Why don't you hurry up? You want to get beaten?"
Xiao Youzi quickly grabbed Duanmu Qingchen's clothes and threw them directly to the prince, completely forgetting the hierarchy between the monarch and his subjects, and didn't even have time to call in the little palace maid to help him change clothes. (To be continued)