Xiao Guizi, are you a eunuch Xiuyang God?

Chapter 55
Princess Anning looked at the flying snow all over the sky, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought. The palace was too boring, and suddenly she thought of Xiao Guizi, who was a little different from other eunuchs, and she was a bit courageous, and she didn't talk to her like other eunuchs Only promises.

What's more, the opponent can use martial arts.

It just so happens that her hands are itchy, it's good to practice her hands with him.

Thinking of this, Princess Anning headed towards the South Supervisor Garden.

The snow on many palace roads had been swept away by eunuchs, so the journey was smooth.

When they came to the South Supervisor Garden, Princess Anning shouted: "Xiao Guizi, Xiao Guizi, you are a dog slave, why don't you hurry up and meet this princess!"

There was no sound after several consecutive shouts. Princess Anning got angry and kicked the door open.

The door opened, and there was no one there.

Immediately, she remembered again: "This little Guizi seems to be a member of the Imperial Prison. He is on duty. I forgot... I knew I would have gone directly to the Imperial Prison. Eh, what is that?"

While talking to herself, she glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw a piece of paper spread out on a table, with some ink stains on it.

After a few steps, Princess Anning was taken aback when she saw the words on it.

"This word... well written."

Although she is not as good at reading as other literati, she has learned a lot, whether it is poetry or handwriting, she can be regarded as having the power of appreciation.

This word... The handwriting is thin and strong, although it is thin without losing its flesh, the strokes are exposed, and the traces of Teton are pretending to be obvious, but the writing is smooth and dripping, sharp and full of arrogance, like cutting gold and jade, with a unique charm , the natural bone is beautiful, and the fun is kind.

After being slightly dazed, Princess Anning saw that it was a small poem, and immediately began to recite it.

Xuemei
There is plum but no snow without spirit, and there is snow without poetry and vulgarity.

The evening poems are all over the sky and snowy, and they are very spring together with the plum.

After reading, Princess Anning was a little stunned.

She looked out the window at the courtyard.

Baixue and Zimei, the artistic conception and scene shown in this poem are sincere and full of vitality.

"This is what Xiao Guizi did, how could he be so talented!?" Princess An Ning blinked, and then she came back to her senses, only to realize that something was wrong.

This is Nanjianyuan.

This is Xiao Guizi's room.

There is a piece of paper in his room.

A poem is written on the paper.

"So, this is really what Xiao Guizi wrote and did?"

Princess Anning was a little surprised, but immediately glanced at the handwriting and verses on the paper, and immediately laughed, her eyes were a bit sly.

"Okay, Qin Taifu, don't you always flaunt yourself, so let me show you, the poems of any little eunuch are enough to crush you, hehe, maybe in this way, the emperor's brother doesn't need to read, I will just read this poem Take it away...Xiao Guizi, this princess will remember, you have made a great contribution!"

Xu Huaixiu, who was far away in the imperial prison, sneezed inexplicably looking at Dongxue outside the window.

Now that he has stepped into the realm of a martial artist, his body's ability to resist cold has begun to increase significantly. How can he still sneeze? It's really strange. Could it be that someone misses me?
Eunuch Cha, who is now the junior supervisor of the imperial court, hurried over, holding a mink velvet cloak in his hand, and smiling all over his face: "Oh, Eunuch Gui, you're sneezing, it really makes my heart ache, it's cold today The ground is cold, and Eunuch Gui wears very little. Even if you don’t think about your own body, Eunuch Gui, you still have to do it for our imperial prison. You are the chief supervisor of the imperial prison, and you are closely related to all the young and old in the imperial prison. But you have to take care of your health, come on, Eunuch Gui, this mink velvet cloak is a good thing, it has been stored in the Imperial Prison, but it is getting warmer, Eunuch, you put it on, so as not to catch the wind and cold, then it is not suitable."

Xu Huaixiu glanced at the thick velvet inside the cloak, and nodded: "Okay, let's put it on!"

"Okay, Eunuch Gui, I'll put it on for you, drink another cup of ginseng tea, and make sure your body will warm up after a while."

Saying that, Eunuch Cha put the cloak on Xu Huaixiu's back thoughtfully.

Xu Huaixiu took another sip of the ginseng tea that Eunuch Cha specially brewed, and just after drinking it, he saw a young eunuch rubbing his hands in the yard and looking around.

"Eunuch Cha, if there is someone outside, go and see."

"Yes, Eunuch Gui!" Eunuch Cha nodded, and immediately walked out of the door, leading in a familiar person after a while.

Small stool.

The Lantern Holder of Tsinghua Palace was an eunuch whom Xu Huaixiu deliberately made friends with when he wanted to enter the imperial study.

The little stool's nose and ears were red from the cold, and his body was shivering. After entering the room, his body was instantly warmed up by the charcoal fire.

He looked at Xu Huaixiu who was sitting high on the chair, wearing the official robe of the imperial supervisor, holding a cup of ginseng tea with a small piece of ginseng in his hand, and wearing a velvet cloak on his back, and the waiter next to him was The grand supervisor, who was the dignified imperial prison before, suddenly had envy in his eyes.

This... Xiao Guizi is really fully developed.

"Slave... kowtow to Eunuch Gui!" As soon as the little stool came in, he quickly knelt down and bowed down.

"No need, get up!" Xu Huaixiu shook her head.

"Little stool, are you here to find me?" Xu Huaixiu asked directly.

The little stool nodded and said with a smile, "This servant is here to find Eunuch Gui."

"Tell me, what's the matter."

The little stool hesitated.

The Eunuch Cha next to him suddenly scolded: "You dog slave, you said it, didn't you see that Eunuch Gui asked you to speak up, you don't know how to measure it!"

The little stool suddenly panicked with fright.

"Huh?" Xu Huaixiu frowned, and looked at Eunuch Cha, who also couldn't help lowering his head.

Immediately, Xu Huaixiu looked at the little stool, her face was soft, and she smiled: "Little stool, didn't I say it before, you don't need to see me, just tell me if you have something to say."

When Eunuch Cha saw this scene, he secretly thought that he was a little reckless just now, and at the same time he remembered it in his heart.

Seeing Xu Huaixiu's expression, the little stool felt a little relieved, and said shyly, "Eunuch Gui, slave... can slave come to your palace as an errand?"

"To the imperial prison?" Xu Huaixiu was surprised.

When Eunuch Cha heard the words, he just wanted to speak, and subconsciously retorted, but he glanced at Xu Huaixiu, and thought that the current imperial prison is no longer his Eunuch Cha... Sigh.

"Can't you, Eunuch Gui." Seeing Xu Huaixiu's hesitation, the little stool looked anxious and ugly.

"No...you can do it, it's just your errand in Tsinghua Palace..."

The little stool hurriedly said: "Eunuch Gui, as long as you ask, the servant can come over."

"Oh, why did you come here suddenly?" Xu Huaixiu asked.

"To be honest with Eunuch Gui, this slave has offended a supervisor..."

"Hmph, it's just a supervisor, but he has a big temper!" The father-in-law next to him was angry.

Xu Huaixiu glanced at him and thought to himself, you are just a young prison now, just one level higher than the prime minister.

This little stool can be regarded as a kindness to herself, Xu Huaixiu naturally knew it, and nodded immediately.

"Understood, so, Eunuch Cha, you take my sign and the small stool for a walk, and ask the other party back..."

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