The king and his political opponents are innocent!

The two exchanged a few words, but there was nothing to talk about. King Rong sat for a while, then left.

Gu Qinghou sent him to the door with all the etiquette, and he couldn't find any mistakes.

He didn't turn back until King Rong's chariots and horses were gone.

Uncle Huang appeared out of nowhere, and followed behind Gu Qinghou, aggrieved, "I don't know what kind of heart this guy is, he came to our house in a good manner, the second son must be careful, lest he will do something wrong !"

The person in front walked unhurriedly without saying a word.Going all the way to the door of the study, Gu Qinghou turned his head and said to him: "Okay, step back."

Although his voice was light, Uncle Huang could hear him, but felt that he was different from the morning.

Every time the Second Young Master came back from You Cao Zhai to buy paintings, he always had to appreciate them alone. Uncle Huang knew this rule, and now the calligraphy and paintings in the study room were not collected, so he would not go in.He bowed his body, shut his mouth and backed away.

Gu Qinghou opened the door, and the slanting light and dusty peonies in the room were the same as before he left. In the past, he liked to take a nap here and now, but there is no need for it now.

He carefully rolled up the scrolls one by one, tied the rope with his own hands, put them into a big box, closed the lid, and even locked it.

He opened all the windows and doors, and the bright sun hit the blue brick floor naked. He lifted his skirt, sat in front of the desk, took out a book from the bookcase like a hill, and opened it for a closer look.

Feel refreshed and no longer procrastinate on official duties.

In the evening, when he was tired, he finished packing, except his clothes, and lay down under the green shadow gauze tent.

With his eyes open, he tossed and turned a few times before he stopped moving.

In the dream, he came to an illusory place, and there was a person with white arms exposed in front of the stone table, who was eating something.

The man's face couldn't be seen clearly, only a lot of scum fell from his chest, Gu Qinghou said softly in his heart: "It's really stupid."

But his eyes were stuck on the snow-white arm, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and unconsciously touched the white and greasy skin with his hands.

The hand had the will, and didn't listen to him, he said in his heart, "Don't, don't." But the hand was like a strong little beast breaking free from the cage, rushing forward recklessly and hungry.

Gu Qinghou's heart trembled.

But he saw that hand just touched the skin lightly, and the fingertips lingered fascinatedly on the snow-white and soft skin.

His heart beat faster and faster.

It seems to smell the fleshy smell of the human body, as if the white greasy mass is close to the tip of the nose, as if he rubbed it and did many unbearable things...

Gu Qinghou opened his eyes abruptly, and there was a faint light from the sky on the window paper.

He bent slightly, and the silk pants on his lower body were wet with large patches.

As if remembering something, as experienced as him, he had to tremble his eyelashes unbearably, and closed his eyes deeply.

He half supported the bed, and sat there for a while, until the sky gradually spread from under the window, gradually cleared, and dimly approached under the bed, then he lifted the brocade quilt half covered by him, which was rubbed unsightly by him , Get out of bed slowly.He didn't order anyone, and he cleaned up and tidied up by himself. After everything was sorted out, the person who served him to the court came.

There was nothing wrong with the morning court, Gu Qinghou went down calmly.

His second cousin gestured to him from afar, as if he had something to say.Gu Qinghou packed up and returned to the mansion, just arrived home, before Da Qiu was untied, his second uncle pulled the third uncle, and his third younger brother Xiaoge who was accompanying him behind him killed him all the way.

When Xiaoge saw him, he was all smiles, needless to say.His Third Tang Shu is the General Zhenyuan appointed by him personally, out of ten thousand people, meeting him is like seeing a mouse meeting a cat.Only his second cousin, Duke Qi, who was also appointed by him personally, straightened his back and held his neck high. He opened his mouth and asked him, "The grandson of Wang Huai's family will be interrogated tomorrow. Do you have an idea in mind? How to deal with him?"

Gu Qinghou first picked up a seat and sat down, stretched his sore shoulders from yesterday's stiff sitting, then took hot tea to quench his throat, and then said casually: "He conspired to treason, and he can be dealt with according to the law." , the presiding judge of Dali Temple, I just listen in." He smiled, "What? Second uncle wants to intercede for him?"

Uncle Ertang stared at him, and let out a snarl, "Please plead with their family, am I crazy? His grandfather King Huai took the lead in confiscating our Gu family. I wish his family would die!" Uncle Ertang was furious, I don't know who Sheng Chong is, "I just came to ask you, I am afraid that what you do is not clean, and none of the juniors in his family will be kept. They must be killed, otherwise it will be a disaster."

Uncle Santang tugged behind him in a low voice, "Second brother, Qinghou has been in charge for so many years, how can he not know this truth?"

Uncle Ertang put his hips on his hips and straightened his voice, "I know he understands, but I just don't feel relieved, so I entrusted him with nothing."

Gu Qinghou always knew his second uncle's temper, so he didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "Nephew wrote it down, thank you second uncle for reminding me."

Second Tang Shu waved his hand, "This matter is secondary, the grandson of King Huai is in prison, we have already pinched him, I came for another matter—"

Uncle Ertang sat down by himself, drank the tea, and said: "The most important thing right now is King Rong!"

Gu Qinghou stopped holding the tea bowl.

Second Tang Shu said something important, his eyes sparkled, "After we cleared King Huai and other uncles who held military power, we immediately issued an edict to recall the junior prince. This move was absolutely right. King Rong and others returned obediently. Beijing, there is no moth at all, and it is also unexpectedly smooth. But I am afraid that the smoothness will go too far, and there will be unexpected problems-I heard the wind, some old people are secretly contacting, and they are going to pay a visit to King Rong. What are they doing? !——These princes who were recalled to Beijing by you, King Rong was the highest born, and was once a decent prince. Those foolish officials and people still regarded him as a decent way. Push him, in the current situation, I'm afraid those old immortals will make him more wild! He is now in the capital, if he has any unruly intentions, it will be very troublesome, he must be cleaned up as soon as possible, this is the first thing event!"

The tea in Gu Qinghou's hand was slowly delivered to his mouth.

Gu Sanye smiled and sang without paying attention, "So what if he is in the capital, if he dares to do anything, he will chop off his head with a knife! We have the soldiers and money in our hands, we are afraid that he will do something wrong!"

Uncle San Tang interjected: "This statement is wrong. They have the reputation of being serious, and they haven't tried to talk it out, so it's not easy to move him."

Uncle Er Tang waved his hand, "Don't worry, we don't need to deal with it at all, some people come to arrange for us, and someone came to look for me last night..."

He took out a pocketbook in his sleeve and handed it to Gu Qinghou, "It turns out that one of the Prince Rong's mansion..."

Even the Gu family has already chewed up the affair between King Rong and him, obscene, serious, fabricated, reliable... I don't know if hundreds of stories have been made up, but in front of him, who can tell? I don't dare to bring up the old events, and I have to taboo those who have anything to do with it.

Uncle Ertang twitched his tongue and said, "A family member surnamed Zhong in the mansion died for no reason in his courtyard, because that person was the son of a criminal minister, and there was no one who came to look for him. The only remaining servants came to Beijing, and a pleading paper was brought to Jing Zhaoyin’s door, here, look.”

Gu Qinghou unfolded it for a closer look.

Second Tang Shu glanced at Zhezi, smacked his lips and said: "It's a human life, if this matter gets serious, the prince breaks the law and commits the same crime as the common people, it is enough to break him."

Gu Qinghou looked at the notebook, nodded, and didn't say much, only a simple word.

"it is good."

This good word has many meanings.

okay, I get it.

Well, you've done a very good job of this.

good!My head is all in the guillotine, only the falling guillotine is missing, wait for me to quickly guillotine him...

Second Tang Shu blinked, and wanted to ask a few more questions, to urge a few more words.The third uncle next to him kept teasing him and winking at him.Second Tang Shu thought of the difference between superiority and inferiority now, so he had no choice but to swallow the words in his throat, and bid farewell with the itch in his heart.

Uncle Ertang went back to the mansions after leaving the uncle's mansion. He entered the door with his back foot, and Jing Zhaoyin stepped in with his front foot.

The two whispered and chatted for more than an hour, and Jing Zhaoyin walked out of the second cousin's mansion with a red face. Unexpectedly, just after stepping through the threshold, a pair of hands full of thick calluses and frostbite, a pair of tongs like iron hooks hold him.

Jing Zhaoyin was startled, and turned his head abruptly. It was actually the Zhong family who wrote the complaint against King Rong.

This man was called Zhong Yong, the son of Zhong's nanny, and the deceased's nanny brother, who grew up with the deceased and had a very close relationship.A few years ago, he was displaced and fled to the Northwest. He entered the Shenjian Battalion of the Northwest Army and joined the ranks.

He held on to Mr. Jing Zhaoyin's official robe tightly, without blinking, with an anxious face, he opened his mouth and asked, "My lord, have you seen my uncle Guo?"

Only then did the servants come to their senses, and hurriedly bombarded him. Jing Zhaoyin raised his head and lowered his eyes in disgust, and said, "Give it to Uncle Guo, go back and wait for the letter."

That Zhong Yong refused to give up, chasing after Jing Zhaoyin and his party, "Does Uncle Guo say that he wants to make decisions for me? That King Rong did all kinds of evil, robbed good people, and even killed people. He should cut them into pieces and put them in the oil pan." Blow up, let the arrow hit the target...but he is the prince..."

That Zhong Yong was brave and ferocious, with great strength, several servants pushed his chest up like a hill.He gently waved those servants away, and stuck to Jing Zhaoyin all the way. Jing Zhaoyin couldn't stand the chatter, and before getting into the car, he stopped and said in a long voice, "In this world, according to What is he, uncle Guoguo?" He lowered his voice, "Don't worry, let me tell you first, Uncle Guo sent you such a medicine primer, I sent the medicine primer to him, and that person Not long to live!"

Zhong Yong was overjoyed when he heard this, rubbed his hands that were accustomed to holding bows and arrows, and said: "Thank you, my lord. My lord is for the people. I am very grateful. I will burn incense to the Bodhisattva every day when I go back to bless you for a long life of eight years old." !"

Jing Zhaoyin raised the curtain of the car and laughed, "You don't need to burn incense, just wait for the letter!"

Zhong Yong let out an "Ai" with all his strength, and was so excited that he didn't know what to do. "I am waiting!"

Jing Zhaoyin's carriage went away, Zhong Yong stood on the street, turned around four or five times, he grabbed his dirty hair with both hands, tears gradually welled up in his eyes, he was overjoyed, and plopped on his knees On the ground, crying and laughing, kowtowed towards the west like crazy, "Brother Yu! Did you hear that, your vengeance is about to be avenged, you can wait at ease, and wait until my brother brings the dog head of King Rong to you ..."

In the uncle's mansion, in the study.

Gu Qinghou had just sent away Second Tang Shu and the others, stood with his head bowed in front of the desk, carefully looked at the plain white notebook, and after reading it, with a blank expression on his face, he put the notebook on the mountain of memorials.

He sat in front of the desk with his clothes lifted, picked up today's official papers, and carefully reviewed them.

The room was quiet, cigarettes were curling up, and two maids came in with hot tea and snacks, and they silently moved the tea in their hands to the corner of the desk.

Gu Qinghou's eyes fell there.

Among several jade-like small dishes, there was a bowl of extremely tender sweet bean curd stewed.

Over the past few years, the cook in his house has done a particularly good job of cooking certain dishes.

When the man came, he did not offer this thing.