The Record of Reemployment of the Laid-off Emperor

If you give me a dagger that cuts iron like mud, then I will definitely pierce Qingyangtu's chest without hesitation.

Qingyangtu helped me solve the ending of Zuo Cong's "sudden illness". The imperial physician in the palace rushed to move Zuo Cong's body before the autopsy, and finally defined Zuo Cong's death in the case of Dali Temple-sudden strangulation Intestinal Sha.

No one believes it.

Of course no one believed it, Zuo Cong was still messing around with the accompanying maid in the first half of the night, and died without even groaning in the second half of the night?

At four o'clock on the second day, Zuo Situ led the female family members to kneel down in front of the imperial study, demanding that the imperial hospital return Zuo Cong's body and thoroughly investigate Zuo Cong's death.

Qingyangtu hid in the imperial study room and avoided seeing him, he was like a coward through and through.

A tortoise can also have its prestige.

"Crack!" The snake bone whip beat the flesh, making a sound of piercing the air.

"What prestige are you showing off to me? If you have the ability, go and smack Zuo Guang! Go and slap Qi Guandu! Go kill them, don't you want to kill them a long time ago!" In pain, move around in the palm-sized inner room to avoid the rain of whips.

Qingyangtu's physical strength was obviously not as good as mine, and he was out of breath after a while, and the high-raised whip was unable to drag on the sheepskin carpet, but he obviously didn't intend to let me go so easily until Zuo Situ left.

"For the widow...for the widow to hold him down."

The servants swarmed up, turned my arms back, and pressed my back forcefully to the ground. I heard the servants' soft voice of apology, "I offended, Your Highness."

The rotten stench in the palace invaded my lungs along the nasal passages. I shook off the hand on my head with all my strength, straightened my upper body like a dying fish, and looked directly at Qingyangtu with offensive eyes. Also refused to back down.

His heaving chest, pale complexion, short stubble around his lips, and swollen eyelids all made me sick.Look, look, such a waste is the king of the Yong Dynasty!

"Qingyangtu, you are so useless." I said.

There was no good fruit for angering Qingyang Road. Afterwards, I was carried back to the East Palace along the path by the palace servants. My back was covered in blood and flesh, and the clothes and flesh were rotted together.

Qingping was so frightened when she received me, she cried as if I was about to die in the next moment: "Your Highness, Your Highness..."

Crying so much.

I was carried into the dormitory, because Qingyangtu ordered that the imperial physician not allow me to treat my injuries, so Qingping had no choice but to send someone to invite several senior doctors with high reputations outside the palace.

"Hiss," the doctor cut off the fabric of my back, I gasped slightly, thinking in my mind, how many doctors should I raise, preferably women, and beautiful.

If you think about it in a mess, time passes quickly.

Qingping sent people away for me, and I withdrew everyone who was waiting on me to lie down quietly, letting the chaos slowly swallow my thoughts, I was tired.

Half-dream and half-awake, I had a splitting headache, and in a blink of an eye, I saw a crimson piece of clothes hanging on the bed, "Qingping?"

The owner of the clothes corner didn't speak, I looked up along the clothes corner, the slender neck, the protruding Adam's apple, and the sharp jaw line, I suddenly realized who it was, "Qi Guanwei..."

He stood, I lay down, he looked down, I looked up, his thin lips parted slightly, "Is this your way?" It was very mocking.

"Boom!" I accidentally fell from the spacious bed, and the wound on my back opened again, the pain made my internal organs start to convulse, under the severe pain, Qi Guanwei's shadow turned into white smoke.

It was a dream.

Qingping, who was sleeping in the outer room, was startled by the sudden noise. She walked into the servant and saw me lying on the ground. She forcibly held back the scream and helped me up first, and told me as if nothing happened, "Your Highness, Young Master Qi Guan is here."

I thought I had auditory hallucinations, or the dream was not over yet, so I repeated: "Mr. Qiguan?"

Qingping helped me to sit on the low couch, "Yes, he has been waiting for three quarters of an hour, does His Highness want to see you?"

"No," the words turned a corner, I paused, "Let him go to the study."

In all fairness, I don't want to meet Qi Guanwei in an unseemly state, but because of the strange dream just now, a strange emotion rose in my heart.

Must see, or lose if you don't see it.

I wore a long-sleeved t-shirt to hide the bandages that stretched all over my arm, and I even used some rouge to make my pale lips look normal.

……

Qi Guan stood with his hands behind his back slightly in front of the wooden window at the southeast corner of the study, with a relaxed posture.

I looked at his clothes first, it wasn't red, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

Qi Guanwei heard the sound of me pushing the door, and turned around.In all fairness, he is indeed the best-looking person I have ever seen, with two long eyebrows sweeping slantingly into his temples, and his dark pupils are always looking at everything indifferently and equally.

It's like when he looks at me now, I'm on fire, shit!

My heart was not happy, and my tone was naturally not very good, "If you have something to say, you can do whatever you want." I actually wanted to say fuck off.

Qi Guanwei obviously had the same thoughts as me, and he readily confessed his intentions, "The accompanying reader brought back by His Highness, don't make things difficult for him."

Accompanying reading?What accompanying reading?It took me a long time to remember who Qi Guanwei was talking about—the bastard I brought back from the Taixue.

I have always had a great memory and amnesiac. In fact, I have long forgotten him, his name, when he was brought back, and where he was placed. I don’t remember him at all.

"The prefect of Shanggu County is just a scapegoat." Qi Guanwei seemed to see the maliciousness in my eyes, walked into me and said, "He doesn't know anything."

Scapegoat, for whom?

"Gu heard that the matter of his entering the imperial school was ordered by your father, why would your father bother with such a small role, could it be that your father has a ghost in his heart?" I looked directly at Qi Guanwei, pressing every step of the way.

Qi Guan was silent for a while, "Your Highness treats him well, I owe His Highness."

Sure enough, I said to myself, I don't believe that Qi Guanwei would have nothing to do to worry about the life and death of the criminal's son, now that he begged to come to his door, he could only have a guilty conscience.

The maintenance in Taixue and today's abnormal door-to-door have an explanation.

It's rare to see Qi Guanwei's shortcomings at my hands, it's a rare encounter in a thousand years, I don't intend to let him go easily, just when I wanted to say something mean, Qi Guanwei suddenly interrupted my thoughts.

"What does Your Highness think of the future form of the Yong Dynasty?"

The topic changed so quickly that it made me lose my mind.

What?A moment ago, he was still discussing the issue of personal morality, whether he owed or not, but now he has suddenly risen to the world, how did this guy grow up?

No matter how you look at it, how else can you look at it, there are riots everywhere inside, and barbarians staring at him outside, the officials are not benevolent, and the ruler is not kind.The territory is completely lost, living in the north, waiting to die.

It is Qingyang's way to keep the unevenness, and it is me to keep the unevenness. It will not take two generations to properly bear the reputation of the king of subjugation.

But obviously I wouldn't have a heart-to-heart conversation with Qi Guanwei, so I teased loudly on purpose: "What do you think, have you heard of Tianzong Wizards?" I tapped my chest hard with my thumb, "The lonely future will ascend the throne, Since then, sweep the holes in the Li Court, and drive out the barbarians. Sweep the insects inside, clean up the wolves outside, and return the Yong Dynasty to a bright and clear sky."

Where is the truth, no one can tell, but I can't tell the difference myself.