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Chapter 12
It's already the winter moon now, and there are still more than a month before the end of the year.This uncle, who had just quelled the Anxi Rebellion, went to Beijing to meet the Holy Spirit along with the Hexi Protectorate during the heavy frost and dew.

Ji Zui was really happy for his friend to be chosen to serve such noble people.

On the second day after Ji Zui informed, Fu Zhuo officially received the order, so he naturally had to be cautious about this matter.On the same day, he got up before five o'clock and made complete preparations.

After tidying up the military uniform, he just opened the door and saw the county magistrate standing in front of him.

Jin Changying was wearing a white silk Ruqun pajamas, her black hair was slightly disheveled, her eyes were sleepy, and she was yawning with her mouth covered.

"I went to bed early yesterday, so I forgot to give it to you, here." She stretched out the knife in front of Fu Zhuo.

Fu Zhuo took it, the ocher-red scabbard was covered with cloud patterns of golden thread, and a huge topaz was inlaid on the knife's shank.Pulling it away, the blade is heavy and thick, with a cold light.

It is a horizontal knife.

"This is too precious." He said, and was about to return it.

Jin Changying pushed the knife into his arms. "Just take it, don't you want to go out to meet distinguished guests today, women know how to wash and dress up when they go out, men don't want something to decorate their appearance?"

Fu Zhuo didn't know how to answer the words, but just stared blankly at the knife in his hand.

"Go and do your work. I'll go back to my room first. I'm exhausted."

She didn't wait for his response after she finished speaking, and yawned as she walked.

Fu Zhuo stopped and stared at her back, until the county magistrate entered the room, he hung the knife buckle on the side of the belt and rode away.

At this time, it was not yet dawn, and the people who picked him up had already stood guard at the city gate.Fu Zhuo met with his boss and immediately stayed at the arranged position.Although there were many people present, it was silent.

For a moment, only dim lanterns could be seen in the mist.

Until Yinshi passed, a group of people who had waded through the wind and sand in the northwest stepped into the capital before the fog cleared in the early morning.

Drums and music sounded together, and the guard of honor selected by the Nanya guards, dressed in gold armor and holding a copper staff, commanded the snow-white Yuma under his crotch, and followed the rhythm to meet the wind for the guardian of Hexi and the uncle.

The momentum is huge and extremely grand.

"A real man should be like this." Fu Zhuo heard the boss beside him sigh with emotion.

Together with the accompanying civil and military officials, they stood behind the guard of honor and watched from afar.After seeing the general greeted the nobles, he rode a horse and walked towards them.

The queue was quickly divided into two formations, and the flags were held immediately, arranged neatly, leaving the space between the two formations for the nobles to drive.

When the nobles passed by, Fu Zhuo in the front row crossed his hands and bowed deeply with his colleagues.

The horseshoes rattled past, and he was raising his head to watch the nobleman drive away. Suddenly, the middle-aged man riding a tall horse next to the driver turned his head, and the two looked at each other.

The middle-aged man's eyes changed, and he suddenly turned his horse's head and walked in front of him.

"Who is this?" The middle-aged man asked.

Fu Zhuo froze slightly, but the boss at the side scolded in a low voice, "Uncle asked you something!"

Fu Zhuo was startled, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty Gui'an! I am the Marshal of Jinwu Guard, Fu Zhuo, Lieutenant of Zhaowu School."

The man in the brocade hat and wide fur, driving the bloody horse under his lap, looked him up and down several times before opening his mouth slowly.

"Fu's surname? Is it a descendant of the Yue Palace?"

"The lower official is the adopted son of the prince, and he is just a member of the family." He replied respectfully.

Hearing this, Boyun laughed a few times, and even his short black beard trembled slightly.Fu Zhuo was suspicious, but he saw Uncle raised two fingers and knocked on the handle of the knife on his waist a few times.

"The saber is very beautiful."

Fu Zhuo bowed his head, and it was the mahogany and gold silk horizontal knife that Jin Changying gave him.

"This is a gift from my wife, and I highly praise it." He stroked the bright yellow beads on the blade, and rarely curled his lips.

"What a blessing."

Boyun looked at him deeply, but his tone was indifferent.

"Since he is the adopted son of Prince Yue, I will pay him a visit at your father's house in the near future." After saying that, he rode away.

"Congratulations to uncle!"

The military officers of the various guards of the Nan Yamen said in unison towards their backs, but the way they looked at Fu Zhuo when they looked up quietly changed, especially the military officers who were similar in rank to him.

It is said that bad things spread far and wide, but good things spread quickly too.

Fu Zhuo accepted the news of Master Boyun's favor for a nobleman, and it was like he had wings, and within an hour after he was born, he flew all over half of the guards in Nanya.

Of course, this also includes the Jinwu Guards who he is on duty.

Ji Zui was eating food, and when he found out, he was so happy that he could not close his mouth from ear to ear, and immediately waved his hand holding the chopsticks, "Brothers, see you at Wanlong Restaurant at noon today! I invite you!"

The young military officers of the Wei Mansion naturally booed and applauded.

There was a sneer from the crowd.

"Why don't you go to the best Juxing Building in the imperial capital with such a big budget, what kind of restaurant are you going to?"

Everyone quieted down, Ji Zui followed the sound and saw a man sitting in front of the desk with his back to everyone.

"That's right, I'm poor after all." Seeing that it was Xue Xu, Ji Zui changed his words all of a sudden, "Unlike some people, the money is not bad. If he wants to invite the brothers to dinner, he must have this opportunity. I am poor." , some people are really sour."

Several military officers covered their mouths and snickered. Ji Zui took advantage of his words and was in a good mood. He was about to continue eating while holding a bowl, but saw an inkstone flying over.

With a bang, the soup splashed half of his body, and the bowl was smashed into pieces.

"Ji Zui! You are an eighth-rank Xuanjie captain, and you are worthy of talking to me!" Xue Xu pointed at him and said angrily.

Ji Zui glanced at the stained skirt, threw away his chopsticks, and rushed towards him.

That's what Xue Xu was waiting for, and he went up to meet him, and the two of them immediately wrestled together.

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"

Everyone hurried up to stop them, but they were almost injured by two people, and the scene was chaotic.

This was what Fu Zhuo saw when he came in, and he immediately recognized Ji Zui as the person fighting, so he went up and stopped his friend.

Ji Zui's body was slightly stagnated when he was grabbed, but Xue Xu took advantage of the gap to quickly bring the iron lotus and hit him in the chest.

Although a punch on the fingers wrapped in iron lotus flowers would not kill them, it would still crack their bones and lie on the ground for more than three months.

At the critical moment, Fu Zhuo drew the knife in his hand and pressed the back of the knife against Xue Xu's neck, causing the opponent to stop his attack.

For a while, there was complete silence in the Wei Mansion.

A trace of cold sweat broke out on Xue Xu's forehead, and he slowly withdrew his fist, but seeing that the opponent was using the back of the knife instead of the blade, he was no longer afraid, and waved his hand away.

Fu Zhuo sheathed his sword, helped Ji Zui up, and looked back at Xue Xu.

"Fu Zhuo, what prestige are you showing off in the Wei Mansion!"

Xue Xu was originally angry, but when he suddenly saw the mahogany and gold horizontal knife on the opponent's waist, his eyes became playful.

"Don't think that if you marry the daughter of General Jin, you will be able to rise to the top in the future. The county magistrate is not something you can afford. Be careful that extreme joy will turn into sorrow, and being restrained by her, you, you, you, cough!"

Fu Zhuo grabbed his head and slammed it against the table, forcing him to swallow his words.

The official documents piled up on the table rustled down, and he ignored them completely. He pinched Xue Xu's neck with his right hand, and the blood under the other's skin was beating extremely fast in his palm.

"You can scold me, but don't insult her!" He looked down coldly, his tone cold.

"Okay, easy to say! Easy to say!"

The other party let go, and Fu Zhuo took away his hand, and Xue Xu fell to the ground immediately, touching his neck, feeling scared for a while.

The officers and soldiers of the Wei Mansion also never expected that Fu Zhuo, who has always been calm, would be so ruthless.Seeing that Fu Zhuo had left the door, everyone discussed in a low voice and dispersed in all directions.

(End of this chapter)