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Chapter 155: Eunuch 10
Rong Jin finished taking care of the funeral affairs and came to the palace where Tong Sui was currently living.
The official enthronement ceremony will be held tomorrow, and Tongsui will also move to live in the Palace of Heavenly Purity, which is officially vacant.
Seeing him walk in, the maids saluted quickly.
Rong Jin raised his hand to reject their communication, but walked in by himself.
It was already late at night.
A bright candle was burning in Childhood's room, and the door was unlocked and ajar.
He went straight in.
Tong Sui should have just showered, and there was still a warm and humid aroma in the room.
Tong Sui was leaning against the bed and looking at the book in his hand, his legs were barely covered by a moon-white robe, and the other leg was curled up leisurely, revealing smooth and beautiful lines.
Rong Jin rarely looked at him so carefully.
In the past few years, he has met Tong Sui almost every day, but it seems that in the blink of an eye, he is suddenly different from what he imagined.
It's hard to connect the jade-like boy in front of him with the skinny kid a few years ago.
Seemingly aware of something, Tong Sui put down the book in his hand, a pair of clean and beautiful eyes lit up when he saw him, "My lord."
He couldn't hide the joy in his tone.
During this period of time, Rong Jin had to keep the court and the external forces from turmoil on the one hand, and on the other hand, he had to prepare all kinds of complicated etiquette. He was so busy that he couldn't touch the ground with his heels.
If it were another person, it would probably have collapsed, but Rong Jin just looked a little more serious than usual.
Tong Sui hurriedly put the book aside, got up from the bed and dragged him in, "My lord, you are very tired, come and sit down."
Rong Jin let him hold hands.
The disguise he is used to is almost useless in front of Tong Sui. For some reason, Tong Sui can always see his truest mental state at a glance.
Obviously sometimes even Rong Jin himself didn't notice it.
Tong Sui pulled Rong Jin over.
If it was before, he would definitely not have dared to do such an action, but after spending time together, he understood that although Rong Jin was usually indifferent, he would never refuse his various requests.
"My lord, why don't you lie down here and rest for a while."
He was afraid that Rong Jin would be busy with other things when he went back later, so he wouldn't have a good rest.Even if Rong Jin's body was healthy, he didn't go through such torture.
Tong Sui's hand holding him was warm, with a faint fragrance on his body, and the warm yellow candlelight reflected in his eyes as he looked at him, as if he had an invisible ability to bewitch.
Rong Jin hummed lightly.
With joy in Tong Sui's eyes, he made a gesture to reach out to take off his robe, but before he could untie the belt, he felt a dull pain in his wrist.
Rong Jin grabbed his hand.
"Hiss, it hurts." Tong Sui frowned, with innocent splashes on his eyelashes."My lord, don't you take off your clothes when you sleep?"
Rong Jin's heart beat faster, and he withdrew his hand to tidy up his clothes, "No need to take off your clothes."
"Ok."
Tong Sui could only let him lie down on the bed fully dressed, with his arms still folded on his chest, his whole body tensed like a hedgehog with spikes all over his body.
He couldn't help complaining to the system: "Is he afraid of what I will do to him?"
Tong Sui assured that he just felt that it would be uncomfortable to wear clothes to sleep, absolutely nothing else.
After Rong Jin closed his eyes, all he could smell was the smell of Tong Sui's body, as well as his gaze on himself, burning hot like a small flame.
Even he didn't understand why he was lying on Tongsui's bed.
In the past, he would never have made such an intimate act to let himself down.
Is it really too exhausting during this time?
Rong Jin closed his eyes and thought about it. Originally, he just wanted to take a nap and leave. Smelling the faint fragrance on the bedding, his body slowly relaxed.
He fell asleep just like that.
Tong Sui looked at the gap between his brows, and murmured, "Why are you frowning while sleeping..."
He reached out his hand to rub it for someone, but before he touched Rong Jin's skin, he felt his trembling eyelashes as if he was afraid of being touched.
This physical reaction seems to have formed his conditioned reflex.
Resists everything that comes near.
why?
Tong Sui withdrew his hand and stared at him for a while, Rong Jin was like a piece of glass, the sharp fractured surface could scratch people, but he himself was also extremely fragile, and might break if he didn't pay attention.
He stared at it for a while, then crept out of bed quietly, and blew out the candle beside the bed.
The room darkened.
Tong Sui was afraid that meeting Rong Jin would wake him up again, so he only occupied a small part of the bed on his side, and gave Rong Jin the whole side of the bed.
He also fell asleep in the silence.
Rong Jin slept very deeply this time, without being affected by all kinds of nightmares, his sleep was unprecedentedly peaceful.
When the sky was dimly lit, Rong Jin's eyelashes moved, his senses slowly returned, and he vaguely remembered something and opened his eyes.
There was a person lying close at hand, Rong Jin's usually indifferent pupils trembled violently, and he could hardly maintain his usual calm.
He actually slept in Tong Sui's place all night?
Really, crazy.
Rong Jin stepped back a little, trying to support himself to get up, but the person on the bed snorted in dissatisfaction.
The sleeping Tong Sui had no sense of proportion at all, and hugged him forward with hands and feet.
Rong Jin froze.
The smell and temperature that didn't belong to him invaded into his defense line, rolling around and playing tricks, unreasonable.
Rong Jin's forehead twitched, "Tong Sui."
Tong Sui in his sleep completely forgot where he was, not only hugged him even tighter, but also said in a half-dream and half-awake state: "I'm so sleepy, let me sleep for a while..."
If someone else did this, Rong Jin probably would have pulled him out and beheaded him long ago.
And this person happened to be a child raised by himself.
Rong Jin was extremely unaccustomed to this approach, but he still held back abruptly, and let him hold him stiffly with his eyes open.
Although the clothes are separated, the summer clothes are thin.
This can also make him feel more clearly that Tong Sui has grown up.
Different from myself.
Tong Sui is a normal, healthy man.
Rong Jin's long eyelashes drooped slightly, unable to conceal the deep loneliness in his eyes.
It happened to be him.
There is such a broken body.
About half an hour later, there was a knock on the door outside the house.
"Your Highness."
Xiao Shunzi's voice came through the door, Tong Sui on the bed frowned, opened his eyes very unhappy, and met Rong Jin's deep eyes.
"what!"
Xiao Shunzi heard Tong Sui's flustered cry, and hurriedly opened the door to come in.
What saw was the picture of the two of them on the same bed.
He was immediately frightened and stupid. Although he had seen many big scenes with Tong Sui in the past few years, this kind of scene was still beyond his acceptable range.
"Get out."
Rong Jin ordered coldly.
Xiao Shunzi's legs were weak, and he immediately backed out and closed the door of the room.
Tong Sui covered his face.
He forgot that Rong Jin was on his bed, and accidentally yelled out.
"Is he usually barging in like this?" Rong Jin's eyes flashed with gloom, "I don't understand things of dignity, so I just cut them off."
"No!" Tong Sui quickly took his hand, "He's not like this usually."
Rong Jin looked sideways, Tong Sui's clothes were neatly dressed, nothing that shouldn't be exposed was uncovered.
His face softened a little.
It was just getting brighter at the moment.
Xiao Shunzi stood outside, his underwear was already wet with cold sweat, and he was even ready to lose his head.
How could Rong Jin be in Tong Sui's bed?
Although both of them were wearing clothes in the picture he saw, the appearance of just waking up was still thought-provoking, and he couldn't help but think of a certain saying that had been popular in the palace during this period of time.
Although Rong Jin is an eunuch, he has a habit of cutting off his sleeves.
And Tong Sui was able to be supported along the way precisely because he satisfied his interest in this area.
Xiao Shunzi naturally knew that these words were nonsense. He had been by Tongsui's side for so many years, and he had never seen anything excessive happen.
While he was thinking wildly, the door of the room was suddenly opened from the inside.
The people following Xiao Shunzi quickly knelt down.
"Overlord."
Suddenly, Xiao Shunzi was half a beat too late and also knelt down.
Rong Jin had already recovered his usual indifference at this time, standing by the door with his arms crossed, looking at the servants carrying trays.
On the tray is a yellow robe embroidered with dragon patterns.
He took a few steps, put his outstretched hand on Xiao Shunzi's shoulder, and said calmly, "You stay, others go in."
Several people responded and walked past Rong Jin.
Xiao Shunzi, who was left alone after being named, trembled all over, and didn't have the guts to look up at Rong Jin again.
Rong Jin withdrew his hand.
Xiao Shunzi knelt down on the ground with her legs loose.
Rong Jin leaned down, "Did you see anything just now?"
Xiao Shunzi tremblingly said: "No, the servant didn't see anything just now."
Rong Jin glanced at his face.
Xiao Shunzi was no older than Tong Sui, with a handsome face, and the enthusiasm in his eyes always made him feel uncomfortable when he saw Tong Sui.
Rong Jin said, "How many years have you been in the palace?"
Xiao Shunzi said in a low voice: "Slave, I have been in the palace since I can remember..."
"Then you should be very clear about your identity, put away your little thoughts, and remember what you shouldn't read, ask, and think."
"Yes, slave, remember."
Xiao Shunzi lowered his head, looked at the pair of spotless boots in front of him and turned to walk in, he lost all strength and could only support the ground with his hands to ensure that he would not fall.
...Rong Jin, does this count as letting him go?
He did have some secret thoughts, but he thought they were well hidden, and he never thought that Rong Jin could easily reveal them.
In just a few minutes, he felt that he had passed through hell, but he didn't expect Rong Jin to just warn him.
Xiao Shunzi didn't dare to kneel here for too long, so she stood up and walked into the room, finding an inconspicuous corner to wait.
Rong Jin was arranging Tong Sui's yellow robe.
Xiao Shunzi had been in the palace since he was a child, so he naturally knew Rong Jin's position and weight all too well, even when he was serving the late emperor, he didn't see Rong Jin doing it himself.
But now Rong Jin is willing to be patient and smooth the corners of the clothes for others.
Even those cold eyes showed a rare warmth, that unique emotion would come out of his eyes even if he didn't speak it out.
At this moment, Xiao Shunzi also gradually understood that perhaps Rong Jin's kindness to Tong Sui has far exceeded ordinary feelings.
It's just that neither of them noticed.
Before the enthronement ceremony, there are many ancestral etiquette procedures to go through. Tong Sui was memorizing these tedious and meaningless lines and procedures last night.
Fortunately, Rong Jin was by his side during the whole process.
He also walked to the last step smoothly, walked up the white jade steps, and sat on the dragon chair that represented power.
The hall was full of kneeling courtiers, most of them were Rong Jin's henchmen.
Only a few are Qing schools.
Although they knelt down and worshiped Tong Sui, they knew in their hearts that the actual power holders in this country were not the original Chu family.
Tong Sui is at best a puppet in name only.
He does not have the right to work hard on his own, has no right to review memorials, and has no influence of his own.
The emperor was aggrieved by what he did.
A normal emperor should not be able to stand being manipulated like this, even if he was single-handedly supported by Rong Jin, it is inevitable that he will have a different heart.
However, Tong Sui was completely unaware of the problem.
Who would dislike a very capable assistant?
Even in the morning court in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Tong Sui turned to ask Rong Jin who was sitting on the side.
"Let Rong Aiqing talk about this matter."
Rong Jin: "..."
He glanced at the rotten and peaceful Tong Sui, and suddenly felt that he couldn't go on like this.
After the morning court, Rong Jin came to the Supervisor of Rituals.
When the people inside saw it, they quickly knelt down and saluted. Rong Jin walked over and looked at the memorials that had been sorted into categories on the table.
"Get up, everyone."
Rong Jin picked out several memorials waiting for approval, "Send these to the Palace of Heavenly Purity."
"Well, Your Majesty has only just been enthroned, and you are not familiar with these matters," the eunuch, the Supervisor's handprint, whispered, "Do you really want to send it to Your Majesty?"
Rong Jin is nominally assisting Tong Sui, but in fact he is in power.
Things like memorabilia have always been the work of the supervisor of ceremonies.
If the emperor can't get in touch, it is equivalent to having his eyes and ears blocked, he can't see or hear clearly, and he has lived in the deep palace for a long time, so he doesn't know the situation of the world at all.
Over time, the emperor is equivalent to abolished.
In this way, the party members represented by Rong Jin can better control the government.
But now Rong Jin wants to return this authority to Tong Sui.
Once this kind of thing is released, it will be difficult to hold it in his own hands. It may not be a fear in the short term, but Tong Sui is the emperor in name after all.
"Supervisor, you have to think twice," said the palm print eunuch, "The ministers who fought with Emperor Taizu in the north and south all ended in disastrous ends. Although you have a close relationship with your majesty, gaps will inevitably arise over time.-"
Rong Jin frowned, turned around and slammed the melody heavily on his face, with a gloomy expression.
"I have to get your consent to do things, the governor?"
The eunuch knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, "Supervisor, please calm down, this slave slaps your mouth, this slave deserves to die!"
He kept slapping himself on the face, again and again, the corners of his mouth were so bloody that he didn't dare to stop.
I'm afraid that Rong Jin will be punished more cruelly.
The others dared to keep their mouths shut and watch this scene silently.
"Okay," Rong Jin said, "There will be a next time, but it won't be just letting you go so easily."
He waved wearily.
"Go away, don't stand in the way of me."
A group of people hurriedly fled as if they had been pardoned, and Rong Jin was the only one left in the huge hall.
"laugh."
A bunch of useless stuff.
After Rong Jin sat down and looked at the memorials piled up on the table, his unstoppable fatigue seemed to open a floodgate, scrambling to come out.
These years, he has been working hard for these things every day and night, and he wants to drag all the people who are guilty of the Rong family into hell.
For this goal, he didn't dare to slack off, and climbed to his current position step by step.
He killed all these people in various names and gained a reputation of brutality. He never complained.
It's just that after he eliminated everyone on the list, Rong Jin was almost surrounded by a strong sense of boredom. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was surrounded by a rotten pool of stagnant water, and he could never escape.
Rong Jin naturally knew how foolish and dangerous it would be to hand over the power in his hands.
But all people and things are destined to decline.
It is impossible for him to stand still forever, if there is a day when he will collapse.
Rong Jin hoped that someone else would hold the knife.
"Overlord."
Feng Yongchang's voice came through the door, pulling him out of his thoughts.
Rong Jin's eyes were calm and unwavering, "Speak."
"Your Majesty returned all the memorials you sent over."
Rong Jin's eyelashes moved, he raised his eyes slightly, and more light fell into the dark eyes, "Why?"
Feng Yongchang said: "Your Majesty said that this kind of matter should be left to Rong Aiqing, I am very relieved."
Rong Jin chuckled lightly.
Although he didn't see Tong Sui, he could guess his expression when he said this.
The pool of stagnant water in the corner quietly rippled a little bit.
He got up and opened the door, "I'll send it myself."