Life is strange and dark at dusk.

Feng Shuanglin looked at the twelve-year-old white jade boy, with his head and neck down, and was led into the barracks by several soldiers, thrown on the pickled chair, and took off his pants. One of the medical officers took the knife and threw it to feed the dog.

Looking at the scarlet splash on his pants, the young man covered his face and cried and wept. He was the son of an important official of the previous dynasty. He was captured by the rebel army in Yunnan and was punished and sent to the palace to be a eunuch.

Suddenly, in late September, the frost in the fields was flying everywhere, the sky was high, the water was dry, and the cold geese were sad.

The young man was attacked by the border barbarians as he marched. Seeing that he was red in lips and white in teeth, he was as handsome as a woman, so he captured him into the camp that night and caused some tragic things.

The barbarian Tartars had iron bones and copper skin, and their bodies were as hard as hedgehogs. How could they bear the weak boys? They could bear it alive and survive, and they would have lost half their life until they were killed, let alone the shame of being mocked by the crowd later.

Suddenly, a boy was lying in the barracks, and the killing outside was nothing to do with him. His eyes were full of lust, staring at the large hole torn by the cold wind on the top of the tent. Look, the sunset sunset is still there, and the white moon is already hanging coldly in the air.

He is afraid he is about to die! How could he hear a long sigh? A black cloak wrapped around his broken and naked body. As he looked, he was a man in a crimson official robe. He was very tall, with a gentle and elegant face, a deep gaze with a touch of compassion, and a gentle and kind smile.

Feng Shuanglin suddenly opened his eyes and sat upright. The book in his hand pressed against the gap of his legs, and the bamboo bones and mountains and water fans slid under the bed. His forehead was covered with dense sweat, and he felt that the vegetarian room was stuffy and hot.

Looking back at a daze, Fu Heng was not there, only Feng Shunyu sat on the edge of the bed reading, wearing a loose white silk shirt and pants, and a green hairpin with black hair tied with dripping hair. He could hear the movement and glanced at him.

It has been a long time since he had a nightmare! His throat was hoarse and smoked. He looked for his shoes and got out of bed. He poured a bowl of herbal tea at the table, and drank it all in one go.

When Shunyu was just reading the book, he saw Feng Shuanglin rubbing his wheels on the bed with sweat on his head, humming in his mouth, looking very sad.

Seeing that he had good tea and washed his face, he was silent for a while before speaking, "Yongting, I have something to give to you."

"No!" Feng Shuanglin said firmly, refused in one word, and was not rewarded without merit. He was not a person who liked to take advantage of others.

Shunyu pursed his lips, picked up a bulge-pack and threw it at him: "If you don't want it, just throw it away, it's useless for me to go."

Feng Shuanglin caught off guard and was quite confused when he heard this. He untied the lace with one hand, and his face turned pale, his eyes looked at her like a needle, and he paused word by word: "What is this?"

"My uncle is the envoy of the Imperial Hospital. He knows how eunuchs in the palace can remove the odor of their bodies. If you still want to take the imperial examination and enter the officialdom, you have to hide the secret!" Shun Yu said in a casual manner: "I respect your knowledge and talent. I don't want to expose you, but I don't want to be held by you. Now a prison student in Chengxintang has doubts about Yongting. This soft cushion can relieve your worries. You can just take care of it yourself!"

Feng Shuanglin felt something choked in his throat, which was bitter and hard to swallow. He lowered his head and looked at the shameful soft pad. He used a cotton cloth that was easy to absorb. The sewn was very firm and neat, with a light cold fragrance and breathing. He heard Shunyu say, "I don't have any kindness, I won't sew it for you in vain. Fifty pieces of silver cost one or two taels of silver, which is not a double price."

Feng Shuanglin was stunned for a moment, looking at her somewhat foolish face, her heart suddenly felt relieved. He was so afraid that Mr. Shen would shelter him from the wind and rain.

"You are more good at making money than Xiong Fang, just let you do it." He asked again with a calm expression: "Although you and I are classmates, but the relationship is average. Why should we take the risk to hide it for me?"

Feng Shuanglin's life was extraordinary in his previous life. He was sent to the Hao Palace by Chen Zetang, and later went to the top scorer in the imperial examination and was well-known in literature and martial arts. Even though his identity was exposed, he was not affected. He was promoted to the Sili Supervisor, becoming the key chess of the rebellion of King Hao Zhu Yi. Later, he did something more magnificent, and Shunyu was truly convinced.

"You and I will always be officials in the court. If one day I will be involved in life and death, I just hope you can pull me." Shunyu said lightly, never heard Feng Shuanglin agree, but was expected, so she smiled and never mentioned it again.

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At noon, a rare guest came to the Ministry of Personnel.

Xu Bingyong sat on the Huanghuali Liufang armchair and lifted the lid of the tea cup. But he saw the fog steaming and the fragrance was everywhere. He took a bite and said with a smile: "How did Changqing know that I love this Qiyun melon slices the most? It is also a good product produced in the Qiyun Mountain Bat Cave."

"Who doesn't know this hobby of Mr. Xu?" Chen Zetang said bluntly and said playfully: "I also heard that Mr. Gong has been very interesting from Wang Meier recently?"

Xu Bingyong paused, put the teacup in his hand, and said in a slight contempt: "Jiangfangsi's music prostitute, what's there to say! You can also go to her for fun, but she is a well-behaved person."

Chen Zetang smiled but said nothing, Xu Bingyong seemed to have inadvertently: "Do you have any flaws in the candidate for the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Works?"

"Shangshu Ding proposed that Jia Wanli, the Minister, serve as the right assistant minister, but I pressed him down." Chen Zetang replied.

Xu Bingyong said "Oh" and looked at him with a bright look: "Jia Wanli is your favorite student, and his character must be as good as you press it. It should be more convenient to use it."

Chen Zetang thought to himself that he was well-informed and even knew this. He pretended not to know it, and said, "It is because it is my student that he knows him better. His character is undoubtedly not enough for this position. I am the Minister of Personnel. Naturally, I should take the overall situation of the court and the people of the world as their thoughts. How can I choose officials and distribute officials to commit favoritism and fraud, otherwise I will be in vain for this position."

Xu Bingyong picked up his beard and smiled: "I know that you have a pure and upright character and will not disappoint my expectations. What do you think now? This position will never be able to last for a long time."

Chen Zetang also smiled: "When Mr. Xu was a priest at the Imperial College, he praised a student very much. His name was Qin Yanzhao. I wonder if he still remembered it?"

Xu Bingyong frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly realized: "No, he is the eldest son of the Qin Yuan envoy. He has some talent in his belly. He has heard that he has been promoted to the Jinshi and was appointed as an official position, and now he is also serving the court. How can he mention him at all?"

Chen Zetang then said calmly: "Qin Yanzhao was formerly a member of the Ministry of Works. He has been supervising water conservancy for several years and has made great achievements. Now it is the rainy season, and the Yellow River is in great trouble every year. At this time of year, it is the most troublesome for the emperor and all officials. I heard that he had a good view on river management, so I dared to agree to him that if he could solve the flood, he would be appointed as the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Works."

After a pause, he smiled slightly: "Besides, he is a student of Mr. Xu, so I guess he is not far from going."
Chapter completed!