The king and his political opponents are innocent!

King Rong lay down on the rocking chair disheartened, like this every day, lazy to eat and drink.

Gu Qinghou's arrival was too sudden, when the outsider told him, he hadn't reacted yet, and the nerve line in his body that was about to die or live hadn't been activated.

Gu Qinghou walked in front of him, and he stood up. The two faced each other, but he was calmer than when he was thinking about others alone.

He even remembered the pleasantries, "I heard that Uncle Guo is very busy, why come to me when he has time?"

Gu Qinghou looked at him, eyes glued to him, almost stunned, ignored his nonsense, and asked softly: "You...why have you lost so much weight?"

King Rong lost five or six catties of meat in three or four days, which was indeed a reduction.

He covered his cheeks with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I have no appetite these days."

Gu Qinghou looked at him and said: "I heard that you feel a little unwell when you come back from me?"

King Rong was even more ashamed, but he didn't dare to hide anything, and said honestly: "I have a bubble in my mouth, what's the big deal, please ask Uncle Guo."

He felt ashamed, and kept the truth to himself, but still leaked the news.

Gu Qinghou asked, "How did you do it?" He remembered that he only gave him some snacks and tea fruits.

King Rong wished he could bury his face in the ground, "It came out of hot Douhua."

Gu Qinghou really didn't expect this to happen, he choked up, and said softly: "Why are you still eating when it's hot?"

It's not ridicule, it's not being polite, but a gentle, heartfelt, slight complaint and regret, as if you don't know how to cherish it.

King Rong lowered his flushed face, "I didn't realize it at the time..." He took a peek at the person in front of him, summoned up his courage, and continued a sentence that seemed to be far-fetched. "I have no ambition since I was a child, I just want to be an idle king..."

Gu Qinghou heard these irrelevant words, after a bit of savoring, he understood, looked at King Rong, and said softly: "You..."

After only saying two words, there was no sound, as if it was bitterness, helplessness, and heartache.

King Rong waited for a long time, when he raised his head, he saw Gu Qinghou taking a step forward, and said without distinction between you and me: "Let me see."

As soon as he said that, he started to pinch King Rong's cheek.

King Rong was dumbfounded, and opened his mouth obediently.

The two were very close, Gu Qinghou didn't even bother to take a look, but frowned slightly, and looked carefully up, down, left, and right.

After a long time, he let him go, "A layer of oily skin was scalded on the top, and the blisters on the bottom are almost healed."

King Rong nodded, and said lightly and obediently, "Yes."

Gu Qinghou took a deep look at him, "You can rest assured that you will take care of him."

Without saying much else, it came like a gust of wind and left like a gust of wind.

King Rong sat on the chair blankly, carefully savoring the words "rest assured to raise".

Gu Qinghou got into the chariot and horse, without his orders, the servants drove the horses harder, and rushed on the road as if time was like gold, when they arrived at Gu's mansion, Gu Qinghou got off the car and walked straight to the study, there were already several Huang who were doing business The door waits in front of the house.

Gu Qinghou dealt with the urgent matter, and finally had time to pick up a booklet, and unfolded it for a while, but his body froze, motionless.

He closed his eyes staring at the thin paper, threw the folder aside, and pinched the space between his brows.

The heart is chaotic, and I can't concentrate.

He reluctantly picked up the booklet to review, and at night, he lay alone under the green gauze tent, obviously extremely tired, he would fall down when he touched the bed in the past, but today he was dreaming.

In the dream, there was a person sitting on the ground, with a weak body like a patient, weak waist and weak body, but also a sad beauty.Gu Qinghou couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he knew that the man was looking at him resentfully and helplessly.

He approached obsessively, and slowly lowered his body, feeling distressed for no reason, as if someone had cut a hole in his heart and lungs, revealing a bottomless black hole that let out the wind.

He couldn't bear it anymore and raised his hand, gently caressed the man's cheek, poked his neck, lowered his eyelids, and put them close to the opened lips, blowing cool air there slowly with extreme care.He heard his cherished, soft voice like a cloud of smoke, "Does it hurt..."

Gu Qinghou woke up from the dream, and lay back as if exhausted.

On the second day, the Uncle Guo's Mansion quietly delivered a square box, made of wood with no texture.Open it is a branch of ginseng, fat and fat, with a long beard.

The maid Ko'er didn't know how to look at ginseng, so she pulled it out and smelled it, then took another look at the small broken box outside, and presented it to King Rong.King Rong was not very proficient in this way, he glanced at the plain wooden box, and felt that the size of ginseng was not too small, maybe it was not bad?

This box is still considered a decent gift, joining King Rong's fantasies.

After thanking the person who came for the reward, he held the box and fell into a deadly cycle of "what does he mean?" "how much does he know?"

Seeing that his eyes were dull and his belt was getting wider, Lu Tong was afraid that he would trap himself out of his illness. He didn't dare to speak nonsense about those deep-seated guesses, so he could only persuade him weakly: "My lord, don't move your mind. Well, it's useless to think too much, I don't think Uncle Gu Guo... doesn't want to do anything."

King Rong's eyes were straightened, he didn't know where to look, and asked Lu Tong for the 800th time, "What do you mean by 'rest in peace'?"

Deer Boy: "..."

He replied for the eight hundredth time: "Take it easy, I think it means literally."

King Rong still kept his eyes straight, "Then what do you mean by giving me supplements?"

Lu Tong: "... What is the meaning of giving supplements? It depends on your need to replenish your body." He looked at King Rong and had an idea, "Sitting at home is more boring, why not take a walk on the street to relax."

King Rong shook his head - he didn't dare to move around.

Lu Tong became anxious, "No one restricts us to go out, what are we afraid of?"

King Rong still didn't listen, and lay down on the couch with a heavy heart.

He closed his eyes, and the people, things, and words he had passed through in the past few days flew in his mind spontaneously, and he couldn't wave them away. It has been like this for several days.

Suddenly, he suddenly sat up from the couch.

On that day, Uncle Gu Guo inexplicably asked him where the place was, what was it called "You Cao Zhai"?

He managed to regain his energy and shouted loudly: "Deer boy! Prepare the car!"

Lu Tong hurriedly came in from the outer hall, and said happily, "Okay! Okay! Where are you going to prepare the car? Go to the street?"

King Rong stayed at the bed and hurriedly put on his shoes, "You Cao Zhai!"

King Rong and Lu Tong sat in the bumping carriage, King Rong looked at the street scene outside the window for a while, then lowered the curtain, and said, "Have you never heard of this place?"

Lu Tong thought about it carefully, and finally shook his head, "If it's a big painting studio, you must have heard of it. Even that person praises it, but it's never famous. It's rare."

King Rong must have never been to that place, he said silently, and suddenly his mind changed, focusing on the word "painting workshop".

He thought of someone.

The ebony front door is elegant and solemn, the front of the door is spotless, there is no noise of cars and horses, the front street is spacious, but few people walk.

A green-curtain oil-painted car slowly stopped at the door, under the three characters "You Cao Zhai".

King Rong got out of the car, stopped in front of the door, tilted his head, and carefully looked at the decoration on the front of the painting workshop.

He slowly entered the door, surrounded by countless long scrolls, most of which were landscapes, and what greeted him was a picture of distant mountains.

There are several overlapping peaks, and the cold smoke is light.

King Rong watched quietly.

After a while, he came inside.The clerk in the shop was very elegant, and he stood by from a distance, waiting for him to enjoy himself enough before approaching him and talking to him unhurriedly.

"There is a new autumn water map released by our boss in the room, take a look."

King Rong took a walk and enjoyed it.

The deer boy behind him saw this, and he suddenly became enlightened.Ask the shop waiter, "What's your boss's name?"

"This..." This is an ordinary question, but the waiter in the shop seemed to be very embarrassed. He looked at King Rong and Lu Tong, "What's the job of the guest officer?"

Lutong glanced at King Rong, smiled faintly, and said to the waiter, "Your boss' benefactor is here, why don't you tell him to come out and get some fruit to eat?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer, "Ah?"

I saw a person walking down the stairs at the end of the shop.

The faintly blue boots, the snow-white sleeves, the long body, the handsome eyes and the sculpted eyebrows, are deserted.

The beauty looked at them expressionlessly, and said lightly, "Who is the benefactor?"

King Rong and Lu Tong turned their heads together, King Rong didn't say anything, but Lu Tong laughed and said loudly: "If you say it's your enemy, I'm afraid you won't come out."

The beauty had already come close, and said to Lu Tong: "Brother Lu's words are wrong. If you talk about enemies, you can't talk about them."

Lutong rolled his eyes and glanced back, "Then he is a lover!" He was originally an elegant scholar, but when he saw this person, he couldn't help but hide a needle in his words.

The beauty's face froze immediately.

King Rong had no choice but to reprimand him: "Lu Tong, why are you playing tricks at such a young age?"

He smiled at the beauty, like rippling hot spring water, it could melt people's hearts. "Kuang Ting, ignore him."

This beauty is Yang Kuangting, the son of Prime Minister Yang, the No. 1 whom King Rong was so fascinated by and sneaked into the mansion in spite of the world.

Many years later, Yang Kuangting was ridiculed face to face, his face was still blue and red, not lustful.

With a gloomy face and other emotions, he asked coldly, "Did the old man come here just to make fun of me?"

At this time, King Rong had no choice but to stand up, his meek temper was still the same as before, just like coaxing the beauties in the backyard back then. "Where is it? I just heard that this painting workshop is very nice and elegant. Come and experience it."

Yang Kuanting's eyelashes trembled, and he asked indifferently: "Oh...my shop is shabby and humble, and it has been very unknown. Where did you hear about it?"

King Rong suffocated, and said with a dry smile: "Friends."

Yang Kuangting looked at him with a half-smile.

King Rong laughed dryly: "Why don't we sit down and chat slowly?"

Yang Kuangting led them up to the second floor.Behind this storefront is the patio courtyard, the second floor is connected to the four sides of the house, connected by ring corridors, and several wind chimes are hung above it.There is Fengming Corridor, accompanied by the sound of wind chimes, it looks more secluded and elegant.

No matter how displeased Lu Tong was with Yang Kuangting, he had no choice but to nod secretly when he saw this arrangement.

The three of them entered the study room, which overlooked a large bamboo sea. The entire wall was covered with open windows. The upper and lower window sills seemed to be separated by two dividing lines, forming a picture of the window. In the picture, there were only blue sky and green sea, and the wind flowed from the picturesque scenery. When the wind came, Rong Wang and Lu Tong were immediately amazed.

What's even better is that the large wooden table in the room is covered with calligraphy and painting paper and ink, and there are countless fine twines hanging in the rest of the place, and countless sheets of calligraphy and painting that are not dry or have dried are hanging lightly.

The breeze blows, the fragrance of ink and the rustling of rice paper linger, it is really the supreme wonderland for scholars.

King Rong squinted his eyes, and sighed from the bottom of his heart, "Good place."

He couldn't help looking at Yang Kuangting, unexpectedly, Yang Kuangting was also looking at him quietly.

There was a faint light in those eyes, not knowing whether it was good or bad.

Yang Kuangting turned away expressionlessly.

King Rong touched his nose, and struck up a conversation with a good temper, "I haven't seen you for many years, it seems that you are doing well."

The three sat down, Yang Kuangting said in a low voice, "Shang Ke, I heard you are doing well?"

Although there were many rumors and speculations from the outside world, it was the first time for King Rong to be questioned so bluntly. He was a little embarrassed, "Outsiders always like to arrange people."

Yang Kuangting said: "After being exiled for five years, I heard that you fell ill the first time you returned to Beijing. It was rumored that you received a cold face at the palace banquet, and you were angry. After a few days, you were bullied again, and you were so angry that you couldn't eat or drink." Hey, the Gu family will punish you brothers of Emperor Mu Yan, and even the grandson of Huai Wang will be beheaded soon, who will be killed next - they will all say you. No, I heard that a few days ago, a few old ministers played tricks on you to go to the little emperor to ask for an official—you are not afraid that the Gu family will directly pull out your thorn in your side?"

After listening to this person's comments, King Rong was turned to the front of the people, and he said in a low voice: "That's not the case, my illness is a stomachache, I ate something bad, Gu... Gu's family still came to see me."

Yang Kuangting gave him a flirtatious look, "People say that Uncle Gu Guo is acting hypocritically. He is obviously a fire and a knife. On the surface, he cares for you, but he is asking for a doctor and making contacts. In fact, he wants to kill you." After that, you will gain a good reputation."

If King Rong still had self-confidence in the past few days, he would also feel guilty and short-tempered when strange things happened these days.

His voice became weaker, "No..."

Yang Kuangting looked at him, lowering his eyes and thinking secretly.

Lu Tong chuckled, "Mr. Yang is a fairy-like figure, so he didn't gossip about our prince in the streets and alleys."

Yang Kuangting looked straight at him, "As Mr. Lu said, the prince is hostile to me, and when I meet him, I must listen to him."

He opened his mouth to talk, but Lutong fell silent.

He looked at King Rong, suddenly remembered something, got up and took out a bag, and put it in front of King Rong, "I left in a panic back then, and forgot to return this thing."

King Rong opened the bag, and there were a bunch of gadgets inside, a rough-carved little rabbit, a precious Liaohao brush, jade pendants...

King Rong immediately covered the burden, his face was hot, "They are all small things that don't matter, you just keep them."

Yang Kuangting stopped pouring water, and he said slowly: "Don't worry, that jade pendant you wore since you were a child, you cried and insisted on giving it to me back then, but I don't want it, just stuffed it into my bed, and that jade pendant Wood carving..."

Lu Tong cleared his cough, and wandered out to enjoy the scenery.

King Rong's face turned even redder, "I was young and vigorous back then, and I did a lot of things that insulted you, and I feel guilty when I think about it."

He gritted his teeth, and finally uttered the words that he had never said in these years, "I admired you back then, and just when your family was in trouble, I took advantage of the situation to shamelessly sneak you into the house and pester you pretending to be crazy, but you didn't... You are not from Longyang Dao, I will never force you, follow Emperor Mu Yan to the court, his eyeliner is everywhere in the sky and on the ground, you are looking for death and life all day long, I dare not let you go, and I am afraid that Emperor Mu Yan will suspect me Colluding with the Yang family to play tricks to save you. But you should also know later that I...although my mind is muddled, it is only to save your life, and I have never really exceeded the rules."

The paper in the quiet room rang, and the tea smoke curled up.

Yang Kuangting didn't answer, but picked up the teapot and poured water slowly.After a long silence, he asked, "You never had the chance to say these words back then, but you and I have always been tacit, what I want to ask is another thing—"

He looked at him, and said indifferently: "All these years, you have been hiding the truth, when did you change your 'confused mind'?"

This soft word was like a thunderbolt, which made King Rong's heart explode, and with a "poof", he coughed violently.

For the first time, the secret that has been buried in the bottom of my heart has been revealed for the first time.