Rise From the Humble

"Actually, it's more than that. My Lord Xiao Zhu, you don't know the suffering of the Za family." After Feng Bao finished telling the concubine's suffering, his face still looked sad, as if there was still a knife hanging above his head that could stab him at any time. The sword that broke his head.

"Oh?" Zhu Pingan looked at Feng Bao, waiting for Feng Bao to explain everything.

"The Holy Spirit's cultivation is at a critical juncture. I wish I could break every moment into two and study the way of cultivation day and night. For the sake of the country, the country, and the continuation of the royal bloodline, the Holy Spirit performed the ceremony of Dunlun on the day, but the Holy Spirit tried to waste time and delay it. Practice." Feng Bao considered his words and expressed another concern of his.

Feng Bao said it very cryptically, but how could Zhu Pingan not understand it. To put it simply, Emperor Jiajing, the walking teddy emperor, was a lecher. He wanted to visit his concubine every day to feel good, but he felt that sleeping in the harem was too time-consuming and delayed his cultivation time.

Since you think having sex is taking up your cultivation time, then just stop having sex! But it's simply impossible. Emperor Jiajing cultivated to become an immortal just to enjoy rights and women for hundreds of thousands of years. If he didn't have sex, what fun would there be in becoming an immortal!

After Feng Bao finished speaking, he had a look of despair on his face. In Feng Bao's view, this was a contradictory thing. He wanted to have sex at the same time, but he also thought it was time-consuming. You have taken all the good things. How could this happen? break?

"Do you have any other sufferings, father-in-law?" Zhu Ping'an asked with slightly raised lips after hearing this.

"Ah?" Feng Bao was stunned for a moment, then pointed at Zhu Ping'an, his hand trembled, and he seemed to be spouting bitterness when he spoke, "My Lord Xiao Zhu, just these few sufferings are enough for the Zajia family to wash their necks and wait for them to be fucked. I have chopped it down ten or eight times, you don’t know, every time in the evening, the Zajia family wants to find a tree with a crooked neck and cut themselves off... This way at least they can suffer less and be dead bodies..."

Feng Baojue's prison life was in darkness, with no hope at all. It seemed that he would be killed at any time, and he trembled in fear every day and every night.

Living in this kind of fear, it was hard to find someone to talk to, but after all, it was not their own business, and they could still say innocuous words such as "My father-in-law has other sufferings."

These pains are enough to make me die ten times!

Not enough? !

Isn’t it enough? !

Feng Bao's outstretched fingers trembled, wondering whether Zhu Pingan was worth keeping as a friend.

Looking at Feng Bao's appearance, the curve of the corners of Zhu Ping'an's lips became wider.

"Master Xiao Zhu, you..." Feng Bao looked at the curve of the corners of Zhu Ping'an's mouth and couldn't help but become a little angry, and he breathed heavily.

"Hahaha, calm down, calm down Eunuch Feng." Seeing this, Zhu Ping'an couldn't help laughing.

"Mr. Xiao Zhu, hey, the Zajia family must have misjudged the person." Feng Bao pointed at Zhu Ping'an and nodded several times. He sighed and stamped his foot. His voice rose several times, his eyebrows were raised, and his face turned red. It felt like I had fallen into a hot pot and was overcooked.

Calm down, calm down. Try it on your behalf, my Lord Xiao Zhu, try it from the Zajia perspective and see how calm you are! ! ! !

"It's easy."

Seeing that Feng Bao was about to explode, Zhu Ping'an reached out to cover his mouth, coughed, and slowly stopped laughing under Feng Bao's almost flaming eyes, and then faintly breathed out from between his fingers. Four words came out.

"This is easy. My Lord Xiao Zhu, you" Feng Bao was still immersed in the inertia of anger just now, repeated Zhu Pingan's words, and then prepared to vent his disappointment as before.

However, just after repeating it, Feng Bao was stunned, as if he had been cast on a body-holding technique, he stopped his voice and his expression was frozen.

etc.

What did Master Xiao Zhu just say?

Is this easy? ! !

This is easy! ! !

This is what Mr. Xiao Zhu was talking about just now! ! !

Feng Bao seemed to be struck by lightning. He reacted belatedly for a second, and then looked at Zhu Pingan with an unbelievable expression on his face, not believing his ears.

Although he had ten thousand hopes that what Zhu Pingan said was true, reason and reason told him that this was impossible. He himself understood the dilemma he faced best. Whether it was the mistresses in the harem who were becoming more and more impatient and pushing him more and more, or Emperor Jiajing, who both liked Concubine Linxing and disliked Concubine Linxing for delaying her spiritual practice. It's an unsolvable dilemma.

Feng Bao asked himself that he was also a somewhat intelligent person, otherwise he would not have reached his current status. But it has been more than half a month since he faced this dilemma. He has been thinking about a solution every moment, but he has not been able to think of a solution for more than ten days, not even a clue.

Now Mr. Xiao Zhu just listened to himself for a short while and said, "This is easy." How is this possible? How can he think of a solution in such a short time!

Even if Zhuge was still alive, he wouldn't have been able to think of a solution so quickly.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. I have suffered too many blows these days, and I can no longer withstand the blow of disappointment, so it is better not to have hope.

"Master Xiao Zhu, are you trying to fool the Za family?" Feng Bao looked at Zhu Ping'an suspiciously.

"No."

Zhu Ping'an raised the corners of his lips slightly and shook his head. The sun shone on his face. He was not handsome in general, but his eyes exuded confidence. It seemed that huge difficulties were just a piece of cake in his eyes. That’s all.

"How is that possible?" Feng Bao opened his eyes wide in shock and subconsciously denied it.

"What, Eunuch Feng, do you want me to coax you?" Zhu Ping'an smiled slightly and looked at Feng Bao and teased.

"No, of course the Zajia hopes that what Mr. Xiao Zhu said is true, but the Zajia knows that this matter is by no means easy." Feng Bao shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid of Mr. Xiao Zhu's jokes. The Zajia have been doing this every day for more than ten days. I don’t think about it every moment, but I still can’t do anything.”

Faced with Feng Bao's question, Zhu Pingan did not answer directly, but smiled and recited a poem silently, "Looking at it from the side, it looks like a ridge and a peak on the side, with different heights from near to far. I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, but I just feel that I am in this mountain." .”

Hearing this, Feng Bao turned thoughtfully to Zhu Pingan.

"As the saying goes: Bystanders know clearly, but those in authority are confused. Eunuch Feng is in the middle of the game, and sometimes it is not as clear as Ping An, an outsider." Zhu Pingan smiled calmly and continued to explain, further elaborating.

"Master Xiao Zhu really has a way?" Feng Bao's heart suddenly beat fast when he heard this, his eyes widened in excitement, and his voice trembled unconsciously, as if a drowning person suddenly saw a life-saving straw.