Chapter 92 Help
"Uncle Fu, you came to see me in such a hurry, is there something wrong?"
Qiu Gu was only thinking about the competition with Liu Xi and didn't care about anything else.
He wanted to return to the East Palace as soon as possible to continue to be the commander of his guards, but he couldn't be inferior to Liu Xi.
"Uncle Fu, I'm so ashamed. I just found out you were here today, otherwise I would have come to see you a long time ago. I did have something to talk to you about today, but I have to warm up first before I can talk about it, right?"
Fu Song held on to Qiu Gu tightly, answering him without stopping.
How could Qiu Gu, a thin-skinned young man, be a match for Fu Song, the old fox in the business world?
After a while, he was forced to sit in Fu Song's carriage.
"Uncle Fu, why don't you tell me what's going on first? My nephew has been sent down to the village now, and I don't know if I can help."
Now that he was in the carriage, Qiu Gu no longer pretended to be nice.
Instead, he asked about the main business in a serious manner.
"Gu'er, Uncle Fu wants you to help introduce him to the Crown Prince. Is that possible?"
Fu Song did not tell Qiu Gu about the rumor for fear of scaring him.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has now taken over the camp outside the capital. I'm afraid he won't be able to return to the capital for a while. My nephew doesn't dare to go look for him like this."
Qiu Gu was in a dilemma.
How could he help others when he didn't even know if he could keep his own job?
"You don't have to go to the camp outside Beijing to look for him in person. Just send a message to explain."
When Fu Song arrived, he had already thought about how to persuade Qiu Gu.
Of course, Guangling Bo’s idea was also part of this.
Although Guangling Bo was only a director of the Ministry of War, he was in charge of the Weapons Department. This position was not as simple as it seemed.
"Just send a message?"
Qiu Gu was puzzled.
When Fu Song first saw him, he looked like he had found his savior and it didn't seem fake.
How can a life-threatening matter be solved by just sending messages?
"Yes, uncle will not hide it from you. Before coming to see you, uncle just went to see your father, ..."
Fu Song told Qiu Gu the result of the discussion between Guangling Bo and him without reservation.
He also said that Qiu Gu only needed to write the content of the secret letter to the prince.
"In that case, it would be better for my nephew to go to the camp outside the capital in person."
Qiu Gu understood what Fu Song meant and immediately decided to ride a horse and run errands himself.
He intuitively felt that Chu Chengyi was interested in this matter.
Maybe I can get a new job after this trip, so I don't have to continue suffering when I return to the manor.
"Well... if you can go there in person, it will be more reliable than sending a message. How about I send you there?"
Fu Song had no idea how to contact Chu Chengyi.
He fully cooperated with whatever arrangements Qiu Gu wanted.
"No need. Uncle is waiting for news when he returns home. Can the horse pulling your carriage be ridden?"
Qiu Gu opened the curtain and glanced at the horse pulling the carriage.
It is fat and strong, and its fur looks good, as if it can run.
"Yes, yes, of course it can. I wouldn't say this horse can travel a thousand miles a day, but it can definitely travel five hundred miles."
As Fu Song spoke, he took out a saddle from the secret compartment in the carriage. It was obvious that it had never been used.
"Hehe, this is what uncle prepared for himself. You can't ride a horse in the city, so I'll have fun on the farm."
Fu Song felt a little embarrassed, and felt that his actions seemed to be a bit of a cover-up.
"Uncle Fu, there is no time to lose. I will leave now. If I am lucky, I may be back at night."
Qiu Gu didn't notice Fu Song's expression.
Just thinking about riding a horse and charging forward again, his whole body was already filled with energy.
Qiu Gu quickly rode away on his horse. Fu Song looked at his back and finally felt relieved after the worry he had had all night.
His coachman and servants looked at the lonely carriage and didn't know what to do.
"Master, should we go back to the manor or..."
The Fu family also has a farm here in Xishan, but there are no horses on the farm. How can they return to the city?
"Go back to Shatin Manor and borrow a horse to pull the cart."
Fu Song was more optimistic than the coachman and the servants. Shatin Manor was Chu Chengyi's manor, and the manor boss was very shrewd.
If he wants to borrow a horse to pull his cart, it won't be difficult for him.
The Fu family, who were so anxious and anxious about an inexplicable rumor, had no idea how comfortable Emperor Yongping was spending that day.
Lingquan fragrant tea was brewing on a small red clay stove, and halved eggs and beggar's chicken were placed on the small table next to it......
As for himself, he was holding his sleeping granddaughter in his arms and flipping through a sketchbook in his hands.
How could this be the life a diligent and people-loving emperor should live?
Even the most incompetent rulers are not as well off as him.
“Ahh.”
[Shu'er wants to drink milk and milk tea. ]
Chu Qinshu had been reciting books for the whole morning and this was the second time she woke up to drink milk.
However, she had just memorized a book of milk tea recipes, so she couldn't help but feel a little greedy.
"Oh, Shu'er is awake now?"
"Hurry, hurry, bring the milk over here."
When Emperor Yongping saw his granddaughter open her eyes, he immediately put down his book and told Nanny Yao to bring her the hot milk.
[Your Majesty, milk tea is not milk. Pouring milk into tea makes it milk tea.]
Chu Qinshu spoke seriously in her heart, but Emperor Yongping ignored her.
Just feed her milk spoonful by spoonful.
How can a hungry baby have any will?
When the milk reaches her mouth, her mouth opens automatically.
Until she was full, Chu Qinshu never thought about milk tea again.
"Shu'er, you can't just sleep all day, you have to chat with the Emperor."
When Emperor Yongping saw that Chu Qinshu was drunk and becoming drowsy again, he picked her up and stood her up to tease her on purpose.
No one can understand the loneliness of an old man.
He is a character in the book and has been tricked by the black-hearted queen, so why should he still work hard?
No matter how hard you try, you're still going to die, right?
"Ahhh, ahhhh."
[Okay, okay, I'll chat with the Emperor for a while. I'm going to get confused if I recite more.]
Chu Qinshu also planned to take a break before continuing.
Who made her have so much stuff in her head?
Moreover, if you don't recite aloud, you won't be able to record the translation.
So these past few days, she felt that her lips were about to be rubbed with sparks.
"Shu'er, there are so many bad people around the emperor. The emperor is so tired."
When Emperor Yongping saw that his granddaughter was willing to talk to him, he dismissed all the servants in the palace and only kept Lin Fu by his side.
When Lin Fu heard him say this, he couldn't help but look at the small red clay stove where tea was being boiled, and the bowls and dishes that were emitting fragrant aromas...
The corners of his mouth are about to twitch.
tired?
How come he didn't see it?
How can one’s face become more rosy the more tired one is?
The more tired you are, the younger you get, and the fatter you get?
Go ahead and cheat.
“Ahh.”
[When Shu'er grows up and learns some skills, she will help the Emperor to beat the bad guys. ]
Chu Qinshu lay on Emperor Yongping's shoulder and leaned her head as close to his neck as possible.
Alas, in the original book, he is indeed a poor little old man.
Not only was he manipulated by the Empress, he was also portrayed as incompetent and addicted to alcohol and sex.
No one can accept such malicious vilification.
Just be more affectionate to him, as it will comfort him.
"Shu'er, what do you think a person should achieve in his life?"
Emperor Yongping said this completely from his heart.
The original book describes the reasons why the empress entered the palace and the whole process of defeating the Yuan Dynasty.
And he was just a tool for the Queen to ascend to the throne.
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