The king and his political opponents are innocent!

The torrential rain knocked on the blue bricks in the alley, like thousands of beans falling.

Gu Qinghou followed his memory and turned a corner in the alley, Wan Yuqi landed in the long and lonely alley, the long alley was empty, only he walked slowly from the end.

He came to the fork in the alley and stopped moving.

In the alley branching off, there is only a small courtyard quietly located.

Xiangyuan Hospital.

It is said that there lived a son named Yang.

This son has always kept the door closed and never left home. In fact, when Gu Qinghou first entered the palace, he had heard rumors about him from the maid.

At this moment, it was raining cats and dogs, the small courtyard was closed and the gate was tightly shut.

It's just that outside the gate of the courtyard, there is a man who is holding an oil-paper umbrella, waiting foolishly.

King Rong.

Gu Qinghou stood at the end of the alley, looking at the man from a distance.The green oil-paper umbrella went somewhere, his clothes were already drenched, the slanting wind and showers washed his cheeks, and his eyelashes trembled in the rain.

He searched for a long time, and finally found this person, but he didn't come forward.

He didn't dare to disturb a person who was waiting for his birthday in the rain.

For such a person who was waiting in the rain for his birthday, he didn't dare to go forward and ask the questions in his heart.

He turned around and returned quietly, walking fast all the way in the blinded wind and rain.

Until he squinted his eyes, he saw not far away, a person standing under a courtyard gate.

Under the courtyard gate of Shu Cinema, separated by the eaves, the rain slowed down a bit, but Deer Boy didn't leave, but was standing on the threshold, leaning against the door, leisurely waiting for him to come back.

Gu Qinghou dragged his two legs, walked towards him slowly, walked close to him, raised his face against the wind and rain, and asked him clearly: "He is not the person in the legend, is he. "

He talked endlessly, but the two knew each other clearly.

Gu Qinghou still wanted to ask, "He...he..."

Lu Tong looked at him indifferently, "What else do you not understand?"

Gu Qinghou shook his head, lost his mind: "I don't know everything."

Lu Tong looked at him and nodded, "I'll tell you."

It was raining heavily, and the two of them stood on the threshold and stood outside the threshold, telling stories about the person who had been waiting for years.

It turned out that Mr. Yang's name was Kuang Ting, and he was the only son of Yang Xiang earlier. Needless to say, he was born noble, and he was also a good painter since he was a child. His talent spread far and wide. King Rong somehow fell in love with him.Earlier, when Yang Xiang committed a crime, Rong Wang risked the world's displeasure and rescued him.This Young Master Yang doesn't love men, secondly, he disdains getting his life because of sex, thirdly, he is already concerned about the world, and only wants to die quickly.Under the collision of several reasons, King Rong became a faint king who glared at beauties and banned beauties.It happened to coincide with the turmoil in the court, the new emperor ascended the throne, and many innocent people were caught in dire straits.King Rong never stopped doing anything, and simply "fainted" to the end...

Hell Rakshasa, Bodhisattva in troubled times.

Gu Qinghou listened with downcast eyes.

He opened his lips slightly, trying to say something, but didn't say it.His body seemed to be drained of energy out of thin air, and he was very weak.

He nodded, as if smiling at the person opposite.

He turned around and walked back along the rain alley, and a thunder from the sky rang in his ears, as if tearing the sky and the earth apart.

He picked up the umbrella that had fallen to the ground, gripping the handle tightly in his palm.The sudden rain hit the sore eye sockets, and my heart was in a mess.

God, stop shouting, his heart seems to have collapsed...

Lightning and thunder are endless.

Late at night, uncle Guo's mansion.

Gu Qinghou suddenly woke up from the dream of old things, he half sat on the bed, panted deeply, and stroked his heart.

There seems to be a missing piece there.

The window was left half open, and above the dark blue sky in the distance, there was a loud noise, and a huge silver centipede appeared.

Xu Shi was tonight's wind and rain, hooking him, reappearing the past in his dream.

Gu Qinghou got out of bed, he didn't close the half window where the wind and rain came in, but he stopped in front of the window and looked out of the window for a while.

He lost his mind for a while, then walked to the study, anyway, he didn't feel sleepy, so he might as well read the booklet.

I was only six years old this year, and I haven't read all the characters yet.Earlier, Gu Qinghou would invite the Queen Mother to discuss important matters in the court, and he would make decisions on small matters.I never thought that the Queen Mother would pass away after one year in charge of the government, and now he is in charge of all major and minor affairs.

He held the cinnabar red pen specially used by the emperor in one hand, and touched the pile of memorials in front of the case that was as high as his forearm with the other, but his eyes fell sideways, and fell on a red-sealed booklet on the case.

The red-sealed notebook is different from other memorials, it is placed in one place, lying quietly by itself.

He stopped with his hand touching the pile of memorials, moved forward to pick up the red book, and opened it under the light.

The white paper is luminous and full of ink, and as far as the eye can see, it is full of the names of the descendants of the dragon and phoenix.

Among them, King Huai and King Huai have been drawn with red circles. Gu Qinghou's cinnabar red pen fell on the grandson of King Huai under it. His eyes rolled, and while he was thinking, he tapped lightly next to the name with the red pen. a red dot.

If you want the Gu family to be safe, all the names on this fold should be circled in red.

His fingertips moved across the paper, up to the very top, and stopped.

Above all kings and grandsons, the name of King Rong, Yinghe, ranked first.

His fingertips paused there, his eyes were indifferent, and he gently closed the folder.

It was another boring and boring night when I critiqued at the desk until the morning light dewed.

Gu Qinghou squeezed his sore neck, washed and ate, finished packing and went out in the sedan chair, before he reached the door of the instrument, there was the sound of people running outside the sedan chair.

His third younger brother, nicknamed Xiaoge, when he saw his sedan chair, he brought his personal servant and ran to him.

Gu Sanye didn't need anyone to tell him, through the car curtain, he smiled directly into the car with a shy face: "Second brother, there is a secret letter from Yunchuan, and officials from the fiefdom of King Huai jointly wrote the note, expressing pain. A few crimes against the king and grandson of Huai—this letter was rushed, and two horses were killed in the run.”

Gu Qinghou closed his eyes in the car, did not get out of the car, and did not make a sound.

Gu Sanye thought about it, and handed the secret letter into the brocade curtain, and the people in the car took it.

Gu Qinghou glanced at the letter casually, on the densely packed page, apart from the list of officials attached, it listed several serious crimes including King Huai's grandson bullying men and women in the fief, committing treason attached to King Huai, and so on, leading to death.

He flicked the letter lightly and sent it out.

Gu Sanye outside the car couldn't hide his joy, he quietly approached the car, and said with a smile: "A few days ago, from Yushi to Dali Temple, all the adults came to look for me, and they were all very clever. , take the initiative to bring up the matter of pregnant with the king and grandson..."

He was attached to the car and chattered for a long time, but Gu Qinghou in the car closed his eyes heavily, wondering if he was listening.

After he finished speaking, a faint voice came from inside the car, "You can figure it out."

As if being praised, Gu Sanye cupped his hands and said, "Yes."

The chariots and horses rattled away.

Gu Sanye and the servant behind him were left in place.

Gu Sanye looked ahead with a smile on his face.

But the servant behind him curled his lips and muttered in a low voice, "It's a real brother, and he doesn't even get out of the car. This air is too big."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Gu Sanye reprimanded him.

He was born with smiling eyes and a heartless, beautiful and clean appearance.Even reprimanding the servants with a three-point smile.

He raised his eyebrows, and said humanely behind him: "My second brother is under one person and above ten thousand people. He has to decide all matters in the world. His quarter of an hour is like gold," he looked away. He smiled and said, "You can't waste time for me."

Gu Qinghou took a car to the court hall, sat on the side of the dragon chair, looked down at the civil and military officials, and went through the land taxation, salary and financial affairs in the world, and at the end, Master Liu, the censor, stepped out Painful Chen Huai Wang Sun several major crimes, several humerus ministers followed suit.The adults spoke uprightly, and their saliva flew around, wishing to drown the treacherous and evil Wang Sun Huai with their saliva.

Gu Qinghou agreed indifferently, and agreed to bring Prince Huai to interrogation three days later.

It was early today, Gu Qinghou was sitting in the car back to the mansion, thinking about the mountain of official affairs in the mansion, I am afraid that he would have to bury his head and criticize them all day, just like every day as usual.

From early in the morning, I know that before going to bed, I will be immersed in a monotonous, boring, exhausting and laborious task, but I can't neglect it.It's exhausting and unnerving.

He squeezed the space between his eyebrows.

Back in the mansion, he had nothing else to do, sat in front of the desk, picked up a pen, picked up one from the pile of memorials, and looked at it slowly.

Anyway, these years, every day has been like this, and I have survived it.

Gu Qinghou held the pen, suddenly shaking his head.

He saw that person the day before yesterday, and also saw him yesterday.

When Gu Qinghou was busy with official duties, Uncle Huang didn't dare to go forward, he just waited outside the gate, far away from the curtain pillar, he saw his second son contemplating, his eyes fell on the memorial in his hand, motionless .I sigh in my heart, my second son is indeed very different from when I was young.His whip was put away, and the zither flute and other things he fondled in the early years were hidden deep in the treasure box. , and never went to the theater, and even talked less and less.

The unrestrained and unrestrained Second Young Master Gu has turned into a well-behaved, conscientious and indifferent person.

Uncle Huang sighed inwardly.

If the Second Young Master could go to the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion to have a good time, he would be happier than him...

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw the second young master throwing the cinnabar pen in his hand, propping the table for a moment, and then raised his voice and said: "Prepare the car."

He hurried in and said with a smile, "Where are you going, my lord?"

Gu Qinghou straightened his clothes and stood up, slowly said: "You Cao Zhai."

Uncle Huang was overjoyed, and hurried out to order someone to set up a car.

You Cao Zhai, a medium-sized painting workshop in Beijing, Gu Qinghou's only pastime is to go there to look at paintings.

See more, buy less.

Uncle Huang couldn't figure it out, and his son had a lot of money.

The Gu family drove to You Cao Zhai, but they saw that the painting workshop, which is not very lively on weekdays, was crowded with people.

Uncle Huang went to ask, and found out that the painting workshop has invited painters to sit in the shop to paint small portraits for the guests in the past three days, and everyone who enters the shop can get them.

Uncle Huang reported the matter, although Gu Qinghou came all the way, he didn't take it seriously, he just said, "Go to the opposite teahouse to rest for a while, and you can go again when there are fewer people."

He opened a single room on the second floor of the opposite Hongsheng Tea House, opened the window to his heart's content, sat on the chair, and looked at the bustling street across the street in a trance.

The official documents on the case at home are piled up like a mountain, and none of them is not an important matter for the court. Gu Sanye said that he is worth a thousand gold for a moment, but he is willing to spend time here at this moment.

He had nothing to do but find a place to stay.Standing up slowly and leaning on the window sill, he suddenly heard a familiar voice from the next room.

Rongwang Mansion, the main house of Shu Cinema.

King Rong stood in front of the full-length mirror straightening his clothes, with seven or eight boxes behind him, all of which were decorated with luxurious clothes and crowns.

Lu Tong came from outside and said: "The carriage has stopped outside the door, if you don't come, the horse will fall asleep on the spot."

King Rong gave him a vague and embarrassed smile, "Wait a minute, I..." He turned around and circled the suitcase a few times like a fly without a head.

Lutong looked at him, "The corset has been replaced five times, and you have tried all the tiaras."

King Rong withdrew his wandering gaze, smiled awkwardly at Lu Tong, and then slapped his forehead fiercely, "Ah!" He said, "I forgot to bring my purse!"

Lu Tong raised his hand, holding a purse in his palm.

King Rong had nothing to say now, so he could only smile.

Lu Tong said: "This morning you suddenly told your servants that you are going to thank Uncle Gu's house. The servants hurriedly prepared. It has been more than an hour. If you don't go, we will catch up with Uncle Gu for lunch. meal."

Plain and full of resentment.

King Rong sneered, "It's too early to wake up, I'm afraid Uncle Gu Guo hasn't come down yet..."

Lu Tong pointed to the outside, "Master Liao from the Ministry of Rites next door returned home half an hour ago."

King Rong could only smile dryly, "The chariots and horses prepared just now are too ostentatious, and the big white cranes embroidered on the curtains of the chariots..."

"Change the green curtain car early, and there's not a single bird on the curtain." Lu Tong said with a blank expression on his face.

The smile on King Rong's face gradually dried up.

Lu Tong said lightly, "Go if you want, what are you afraid of, from last night to now," he let out a breath, "I'm really not tired."

King Rong coughed, "What are you talking about, I...I didn't..." He lowered his head and stomped on his snow-white black boots.

"Then... let's go, Uncle Guo's Mansion."