"I've heard that you all like to adopt godsons. What do you think about me making him my godson?" Rong Qin asked his subordinate with great interest.

However, without waiting for his subordinates' reply, he muttered to himself, "Of course it's good! Who wouldn't want to be my son?" After saying that, he jumped off the teahouse and followed in the direction the little Buddha had left.

As Lu Futu approached his destination, he noticed someone following him.

Turning around to look behind her, the moment she met Rong Zhen's deep, peach-blossom eyes, her face turned deathly pale.

In an instant, countless ways to escape flashed through my mind, but in the end... there was no possibility of escape at all.

However, thinking of the deep palace in his dreams, and the days he lived in those dreams, even having to insert a straw into his lower body to urinate, and how disheveled he always was, he was lucky to have died so young. If he had lived to be old, he would have been unable to control himself.

Eunuchs can leak urine.

Thinking about the inhuman treatment he would suffer in the future, Fu Tu had only one thought in his mind: escape!

With small, shuffling legs, they ran towards the distance.

When Rongzhen saw that Futu ran away at the sight of him, his interest intensified.

I came to Lucheng on a whim, just to check out the batch of goods I wanted. I didn't expect to find such a fun little gadget. What should I do? Take it back and train it properly.

With a flash, he leaped up and rode the wind, landing directly in front of the pagoda.

"Little thing, why are you running?" Rong Zhen asked.

He is usually not interested in other people's ideas, but the child in front of him, every move he makes, is to his liking. It would be great to groom him as a successor.

Especially the unexpected action, as if he knew him. How could that be? In the capital, Rong Zhen was hated by everyone, hated to the point of gnashing his teeth, but in the small city of Lucheng, there were very few people who knew him.

"You're like a bad person!" Fu Tu stopped in his tracks. Hearing Rong Zhen's question, he suddenly remembered that he was still a child and didn't recognize the pervert in front of him at all.

He could take advantage of his unpreparedness, exploit the weakness of the weak, and distract him to escape.

You absolutely cannot let the person in front of you know that he knows who you are, otherwise there is no chance of going home.

"Like a bad guy?" Rong Zhen's lips curled into a smile.

The small child tried his best to act like an adult, his voice trembling as if he were terrified, which was quite amusing.

However, he actually thought he was a bad person. You know, there are quite a few people in this world who have been deceived by his appearance. It's quite clever of a child to be able to see through appearances to the essence.

"Am I a bad person?" Rong Zhen asked.

Futu shook his head. He knew that the person in front of him was worse than most people in the world, but he couldn't say it.

His lips parted, trembling slightly: "My mother said that if anyone outside stares at me for more than ten seconds, I should run away. They're kidnappers."

Me? ?

This self-proclaimed title carries too much of a rural flavor.

Rong Zhen looked at the child and asked, "Whose child are you? Are your parents alive?"

"..." Fu Tu's heart froze. How did this pervert target him?

In the dream, Mingming was sold to human traffickers and ended up deep in the palace. She was bullied, insulted, scolded, and beaten at the bottom of society, struggling to make a living. She met this person in fear and trembling.

He thought he was a good person, but... Futu thought of the stupid things he had done, the losses he had suffered, and the blood he had shed in his dream, and he wanted to tear the flesh of the person in front of him and drink his blood. Unfortunately, he was weak at the moment and could not kill him!

"Why are you asking this?" A wariness, typical of a child of that age, flashed in Futu's eyes.

Rong Zhen chuckled: "Of course. If you lack a father, I can be a good person and be your father. But if you lack a mother, there's nothing I can do. After all, even in our line of work, we're not exactly women."

“I have both parents, and they lived together every day. They were both handsome and beautiful, which is why I was born,” Lu Futu said.

He didn't lack a father, and even felt that Rong Zhen lacked virtue. He didn't want the person in front of him to be his father. Thinking of this person's character, Lu Futu even felt that he himself, at five years old, could be Rong Zhen's father.

"Both parents are alive. I'll kill them for you!" Rong Zhen said, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

He was very serious and genuinely thinking about how to solve this problem; he even thought it was very feasible.

Lu Futu stared wide-eyed at Rong Zhen. Such a monstrous person was beyond his ability to deal with at such a young age. He had the memories from the dream, but he felt that his brain was not up to the task of dealing with the person in front of him.

I tore open the donkey-hide gelatin cake in my pocket to replenish my brain's blood supply.

"You can kill my father?" Lu Futu blinked.

What a joke! He doesn't even have a father. He can only kill his father again after this person dies!

"So, you want to acknowledge me as your father?" Rong Zhen asked with a half-smile.

The kid in front of me is suspicious; he's probably plotting something. But he's very confident; in Lucheng, there are probably few people who can defeat him.

Scheming and plotting are precisely what make children fear him from the bottom of their hearts, thus making him easier to discipline.

Fu Tu nodded stiffly. After all, he had no father and only Gu Xizhou in his family. One was the regent of Qi and the governor of Da Zhou. Both were extremely powerful people. He was very curious about who was better.

But will it implicate my mother?

Fu Tu thought for a moment and said, "Wait here, I'll go and call my father over."

After saying that, he paused for a moment and then said, "Don't worry, I won't run away."

Rong Zhen smiled and agreed. So what if they ran away? They're still in Lucheng, and he'll find a way to bring them back.

Fu Tu let out a breath and did not continue searching for Chang Dali. Things had developed so unexpectedly. He had planned to cultivate his own power, get rid of Rong Zhen, and then support someone to become the Director of Ceremonial Affairs, second only to the emperor.

Unexpectedly, Rong Zhen noticed her first.

The little Buddha turned and left, heading towards the village.

He used the counter-surveillance techniques he had seen in his dream to make sure no one was following him, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

He ran home, and the courtyard, filled with the aroma of roast duck, made him so happy that he didn't want to go back home. He didn't even want to face Rong Zhen. But... some things should be resolved as soon as possible.

He walked into Gu Xizhou's room and tugged at Gu Xizhou's sleeve: "Sir, someone wants to trick me into becoming a eunuch."

"???" Gu Xizhou put down the book in his hand and looked at Futu with suspicion.

Fu Tu recounted what he had observed about Rong Zhen, and Gu Xizhou straightened his clothes: "So, you're saying I'm your father?"

“Otherwise, he would have taken me away!” Futu said with great confidence.

A hint of helplessness flashed in Gu Xizhou's eyes. He changed into a simpler set of clothes and followed Futu towards the county town.

As for the roast duck, we can eat it when we get back!