sinovels Chapter 14 Chapter 14
Chapter 14 Chapter 14
In the other box of Hongsheng Tea House, Mr. Liu, the imperial censor who was still standing in the court hall with Uncle Gu Guo in the early morning, was talking to people in the next room.
According to the tone, the person who spoke to him was Jing Zhaoyin.
Mr. Liu had just entered the room, and while undressing, he asked Jing Zhaoyin, "Mr. Gu didn't come?"
Jing Zhaoyin laughed bitterly, "I really can't see his face."
Master Liu smacked his lips, "It's not so easy for a true god to invite you." He sat down and said, "Tell me, why you came to me."
Jing Zhaoyin rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "What else could it be? A few days ago, I heard that the people at Yunchuan couldn't stand it and started to move. It seems strange that those of us in Jingzhong are still dumbfounded. Not sensible."
Master Liu smiled and ate a cup of tea, "How are you doing?"
Jing Zhaoyin said with a smile: "It's not just me, all the officials in Beijing, big and small, are pointing at me. With such a heavy burden on me, I have to come to you to inquire about the tone of the court—— Is it necessary to kill the weeds and eradicate the roots?"
Master Liu sipped slowly, "Put it on you, can you still make this person breathe?"
Jing Zhaoyin nodded and said, "Oh, that's right, it's a sea of blood and deep hatred."
He said again: "Then you say, is this the root, or is it just scratching the surface?"
Master Liu raised his voice, "My old brother, how many layers of relationship are there between King Huai and grandson of Huai Wang and Tian Family Zhengtong? Now there are still several direct sons of Emperor Xianrui Wu, and direct brothers of Emperor Mu Yan. The yams just dug out the first shovel - it's growing in the back."
He said with a teasing smile, "My lord, you are an old man who has been in the officialdom for more than ten years. You don't understand the current situation? You seem to be an outsider when you just asked."
Jing Zhaoyin said with a smile: "My brother is panicking. Seeing that the adults in Yunchuan have made up their papers like snowflakes, we also want to do our part for...hehe."
Master Liu said: "That's all."
Jing Zhaoyin said: "It's not our turn to worry about Yunchuan, and someone has already taken the lead. That's why I want to inquire about that person's thoughts - there are several Tianjiazheng in Beijing. The blood relatives of Bajing."
Master Liu snorted coldly, "These people in Beijing are the highlight!"
Jing Zhaoyin whispered: "However, there is another reason why the lower official hesitated - I heard that King Rong also returned to Beijing the day before yesterday, and he fell ill after the palace banquet that night - I heard it suddenly Said, these officials in Beijing are still talking about it, saying that it is too quick to start. But the next day, I heard that that person went to visit his house."
Jing Zhaoyin went on to say: "This will confuse the lower officials."
Master Liu sneered and said, "There's no reason for that. Before King Huai's accident, that one rewarded him generously, gave him pearls and brocades, and took him by the hand and said, 'You are my benefactor, I must I will repay you', what was the result? Not long after, King Huai was shot to death on the battlefield by random arrows."
Lord Liu smiled again: "Don't worry, that one's thoughts are deeper than the sea! Two such big Liangzi, how could he easily let the descendants of the Tian family go? Especially this King Rong! The so-called banquet, the so-called personal Visiting the sick, it's just a pretentious gesture before the knife falls!"
Jing Zhaoyin remained silent, and said for a while, "Indeed."
Lord Liu said again: "Furthermore, my lord, the Tian family is not dead, and his Gu family's name is not right, so how can he sit safely? Besides, Prince Rong is the crown prince who was registered by Emperor Ruiwu. If something happens to this person, It is the number one scourge."
Jing Zhaoyin said this time: "That's true. I heard that several old people in the Ministry of Rites are very dissatisfied with that one in private. I heard that they discussed visiting King Rong yesterday."
"Oh..." Master Liu seemed to have paused for a moment, "King Rong has no military power in his hands, and a few civil servants from the Ministry of Rituals can't do anything, but they occupy a word of reason, and I'm afraid there will be some disturbances."
"Jingzhong will become lively in the future." Jing Zhaoyin seemed to remember something secret, and smiled vaguely: "Besides, that one has some past grievances with King Rong."
Master Liu laughed when he heard the words, the smile was more ambiguous than him, and there was joy and excitement in the ambiguity, he said: "The whole court knows it, but the whole court dare not say it! What did King Rong do back then?" thing, tsk tsk."
He likes to discuss such intimate matters, and said in a low voice: "Just now I said that Uncle Gu Guo will kill him, and there is also a reason for this - you know that he has a private list, and it is said that there are current records on it. Among all the sons and phoenixes of the dragon, the name of King Rong is ranked first! Before Uncle Gu broke open the gate of the capital, he once said to his confidant that if you kill the Tian family, kill King Rong first..."
Jing Zhaoyin said: "Who in Beijing has never heard of this matter? It has been rumored all over the world! He was originally a son of a family, who could forget this great humiliation at a young age? He turned over and wanted to get it back. "
Mr. Liu said: "Not only that, I'm afraid even turning over was motivated by this incident - not many people know about this incident - after Gu Guojiu was rescued from the Rong Palace, he was lonely and homeless, wandering in troubled times, Formed a grass bandit team with the old family members and ran to the desert. Before leaving, everyone found a wooden sign and wrote down the reasons and ambitions of their own rebellion. Some wrote that the whole family was killed by officers and soldiers, and some wrote that they wanted to avenge their sister. .Only Uncle Gu Guo, guess what he wrote?"
Jing Zhaoyin listened and asked, "What did you write?"
Master Liu raised his voice at the end, "King Rong!"
"Scared!" Jing Zhaoyin said, "What a great hatred!
Mr. Liu babbled and ate, "That's not it!"
He sighed and said: "On the day of the banquet, I heard from the steward in the palace that Uncle Gu Guo's face was flat. But the more he is like this, the more frightened others are, afraid that he will hold back!"
"Amitabha!" Jing Zhaoyin stroked his chest, "I'm afraid the capital will eventually bleed."
He paused for a while, and said to Liu Yushi: "Thank you Master Liu, I know where this chess should go..."
The breeze carried the human voice to the open window of the next box.
Uncle Huang opened the door of the box quietly, but saw Gu Qinghou standing by the window in a stagnant figure, wondering what he was thinking about.
Uncle Huang stepped forward and told, "Second Young Master, the guests of You Cao Zhai have gradually dispersed."
The person in front of the window turned his face and nodded slightly.
Gu Qinghou walked downstairs slowly with his robes in hand, Uncle Huang and two or three attendants crowded around, busy and solemn, respectful and quiet, a group of people left the second floor silently.
The facade of Youcao Zhai is made of ebony, reflecting the pair on the porch pillars, and the horizontal script on the door couplets is quiet and far-reaching.As soon as you approach this door, you can smell the profound meaning of quietness amidst the hustle and bustle.
Gu Qinghou stepped into the ebony door, and all the people in the group were dressed in normal clothes, they were familiar faces here.What's rare is that the store never asks too many questions, and only treats them as usual regular customers.Gu Qinghou looked around slowly in the inner hall, and at the end, he picked up the tea newly brewed by the waiter, lifted the lid, blew lightly, and took a sip.
Without him needing to speak, Uncle Huang immediately pointed to the newly painted paintings on the wall, and asked Xiaoer, "Are there any new ones?"
A group of them came here to browse and watch occasionally, but Gu Qinghou only bought one of the paintings.
The waiter immediately smiled and said: "Yes, I came up a few days ago. It's in the back room. I'm waiting for you."
After speaking, he took out the painting, hung it on the wall, and opened it suddenly in front of Gu Qinghou——
It was a picture of peonies.
Layers upon layers of peony petals, layers upon layers of blooms, layers upon layers of flowers, wave after wave like waves, surround an open space, where there is only a low table and a mat, and there is no one there.
As Gu Qinghou approached, his eyes were fixed on the extremely beautiful peony flowers, the layers of flowers were graceful and coquettish, lewd and elegant.
Gu Qinghou looked dazed.
Uncle Huang, who was behind him, bought the painting, and Gu Qinghou got it, so he didn't have time to look at other things, so he took the painting and left.
From the beginning to the end, the boss of You Cao Zhai never even showed his face.
Gu Qinghou returned to the mansion.In the early morning, he ordered people to put down the window curtains, closed the door, and unfolded the screen separating the inner and outer halls. In the empty study room, he took out all the paintings he had collected for many years and hung them on the wall one by one.
The room was dark, as if covered by a layer of veil.The scorching sun in the morning was separated by the window paper, leaving only thousands of slender shadows on the blue brick floor and on the thin drawing paper.
The room is full of peonies in full bloom, one after another, one after another.Gu Qinghou turned around and looked around, this flower made people dizzy.
He walked up to the flower, gently stroked the delicate petals with his fingers, and caressed along the lines.
Then, he lightly pressed his forehead against the petals, with a subtle, psychedelic satisfaction on his face.
The oblique dim light in the room and the thin dust in the dim light outline the perfect and illusory intoxication in the room.
very nice.
Gu Qinghou squinted at all this, with a smile on his face.
"King Rong..."
"King Rong..."
The corners of Gu Qinghou's lips twitched, and he didn't wake up until the door panel shook - it wasn't his voice, it was someone talking outside the door.
Outside the door, Uncle Huang knocked on the door and said again, "Second Young Master, did you hear that King Rong is here."
Gu Qinghou opened his eyes wide and stood up straight. He walked over, opened the door, and frowned: "Who are you talking about?"
Uncle Huang had a complex look on his face, "That's King Rong, King Rong Yinghe."
This old servant is very courageous.
Gu Qinghou ignored his inappropriate words, and looked towards the front yard, like an ancient well with a layer of moonlight shining through.
He pushed out the door.
Uncle Huang chattered all the way: "What is he doing here, he is not afraid of being beaten out with a stick! A thick-faced and skinless thing..." He hurried to keep up with the people in front of him.
The person ahead stops at the bend.
Under the plum blossom tree in the front yard, a person wearing a light-colored fur fur is looking up.
The man saw Gu Qinghou and smiled. "You also plant plum blossoms here?"
Gu Qinghou walked down the steps slowly, walked towards King Rong, and stopped three feet away, his voice was unhurried and calm, "Only this tree is alive in winter, otherwise there will be no scenery."
King Rong smiled, "Yes."
Neither of them wanted to leave.
The servants saw the matter and served hot tea on the stone table.
Gu Qinghou sat down and reached out to the stone seat beside him.
King Rong sat down, curled his hands on his lap, and went to support his knees.He secretly sighed in his heart, why did he feel cramped when he sat down?
Gu Qinghou took a sip of hot tea, and after drinking, he asked: "King Rong is feeling better, he should rest for a few more days."
King Rong propped his hands straight up, leaned over and smiled, black eyelashes hung down on his snow-white skin, "I'm here for this matter, it's not a big deal in the first place, and I'll work for Brother Gu to make a trip in person, it's enough to make me feel sad." I'm sorry."
Gu Qinghou didn't take it seriously, put down the tea bowl, and said: "Stomach pain is not a serious illness, but when it occurs, it will cause people to die of pain, and it will easily lead to serious illnesses over the years, so it needs to be treated very carefully every day..."
King Rong bowed his head and held the tea bowl with a smile, nodding blindly.
Gu Qinghou finally said: "Besides, the prince is a direct blood relative of Emperor Ruiwu, with the most precious status. The emperor is young and can't take care of him. I am lucky enough to be favored by the emperor. I have to pay more attention to the prince."
The tea bowl in front of King Rong was steaming, steaming his snow-white and red face, he lowered his eyes and smiled, looking very happy.Touching the hot bowl with one hand, the other hand tightened the fur on his body.
Gu Qinghou turned his eyes and chatted like a family, "My lord didn't seem to be afraid of the cold before."
King Rong was taken aback, and the ten fingers left the bowl slightly, "It's bitter cold in the Northeast. In winter, splashing water turns into ice, and summer is short. The local people are used to it. I grew up in the capital, so I went there suddenly. , suffered a bit, left this problem, after covering it, it will be fine.”
Gu Qinghou clutched the tea bowl and didn't answer for a long time.
There was no response to King Rong's words, and he threw an empty talk, feeling a little embarrassed.
Just at this time, the maid brought snacks.
There are only two or three items on a small tray, all of which are what the owner is used to and are always in the house.
King Rong was so bored that he immediately picked up a piece of pastry, and when he brought it to his mouth, he said "Huh" and said, "Cuiba?"
He took a bite, it was sweet and sticky, and it was still filled with peanuts. "The cooks in the uncle's house are really extraordinary."
Xu Shi and the two really had nothing to say, Gu Qinghou pushed the plate of snow-white dumpling filled with sesame seeds to him, very reticent, "Use more."
King Rong had to concentrate on eating glutinous rice cakes.He is clumsy in his hands and feet, and loves to eat all over his body since he was a child, and he hasn't made much progress in his late thirties.
Holding the small ball with both hands, the plain white sleeves hiding the crane pattern were completely removed, exposing two arms as white and greasy as snow.He gently bit the glutinous rice cake, especially carefully, the sesame seeds were still scattered all over his chest.His pink lips moved, he blinked, raised his arms, and looked down at his skirt.
Gu Qinghou turned his face abruptly, and put the remnant tea into his mouth wholeheartedly.
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