The king and his political opponents are innocent!

Deer Boy walked slowly along the corridor, listening to the singing of wind chimes, and by the way, released the wind for the people in the house.

After a stick of incense, the people in the house walked out slowly, their faces were very calm, King Rong seemed to be more relaxed than when he came.The three of them went downstairs, and when King Rong arrived at the shop, he stopped to linger on the picture scroll.

Yang Kuangting smiled, "It's been so many years, but you still love this one."

King Rong smiled calmly, "Natural nature is hard to change."

Yang Kuangting said, "A picture for you?"

King Rong: "I can't ask for it."

After a while, Yang came back from the outside, holding a long kit with plain tassels in his hand. He pointed to the kit and said, "I will give you my best painting."

King Rong took it and smiled: "Thank you."

Yang Kuangting looked at him for a long time, then suddenly leaned forward.

King Rong was taken aback for a moment, watching Yang Kuangting's hand stretching towards his face.

That hand picked up the plain tassel stuck to the forehead hair.

King Rong was stunned for a moment, stroked his forehead hair, and smiled obediently.

Yang Kuangting watched him, and personally sent him to the car.

When King Rong returned to the mansion, he was about to open the scroll when Lu Tong came in suddenly and handed him a piece of plain paper with hundreds of words densely packed on it, signed by Wang Qingshu.

He secretly sent a letter to Mr. Wang, expressing his lack of ambition briefly and firmly, and begged Mr. Wang not to do things for him anymore.

Mr. Wang's reply was very simple, to the effect that it was no!

King Rong felt a headache when he read the letter.

He wailed, threw the letter and scroll, threw himself on the bed, and beat the quilt violently.

Uncle's mansion, study room.

Looking at Zhezi, Gu Qinghou frowned deeply, as if he had encountered a difficult event.

In the past few days, the frontier guards in Hong Kong almost broke through the gate of the uncle's mansion.

There was a soft knock outside the door, Gu Qinghou raised his head immediately, but it was not the quick report soldier, but Uncle Huang came in with the food.

When Gu Qinghou saw it was him, he lowered his shoulder blades and breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as it is not a military newspaper, it will be fine.

Uncle Huang put four side dishes and a bowl of clear porridge on the table, and advised, "Second Young Master, you didn't bother to eat breakfast, so you must use some at noon."

Gu Qinghou squeezed his sore wrist, sighed, and said: "The situation in Hong Kong City is not good. In two days, I have to go there and shake it."

Uncle Huang stared wide-eyed, "The city of Hong Kong is dangerous, so don't go to the front line."

Gu Qinghou said: "I'm in my position, I'm planning to do something, I'm the auxiliary general, if I don't go, who will I let, the emperor's nephew?"

He picked up the spoon, took a spoonful of clear porridge, put it to his mouth and blew it, just as he was about to put it in his mouth, Li Zhong rushed over from outside.

The yellow rice porridge stopped in the spoon.Uncle Huang glanced at it, feeling a little heartbroken.

Li Zhong reported the task in detail, and when he said "King Rong went to Youcao Zhai today", Gu Qinghou lowered his eyes and dropped the spoon into the porridge bowl casually.

When he heard that Lutong retreated and King Rong and Yang Kuangting were alone in the room, his brows twitched slightly.

"King Rong and Mr. Yang whispered in the house, and they came out after about a stick of incense. Before leaving, Mr. Yang gave Mr. Rong a painting."

Li Zhong reported here, thought for a while, and described the expressions of the two when they left.

Gu Qinghou stared at a certain place on the table and did not move.

After a while, he nodded slightly, signaling Li Zhong to back down.

Uncle Huang didn't like to hear any news about the prostitute king, curled his lips, and pushed the food towards Gu Qinghou, "Second Young Master..."

Gu Qinghou propped his forehead with his hands, and pressed the edge of the porridge bowl with five points of tiredness. "Uncle Huang, I'm a little tired, let it go..."

When Uncle Huang heard this, he was anxious, and while persuading him, he wished to feed him with his own hands.

At this moment, the quick-reporting soldiers ran in like flying, and Gu Qinghou knew that there was a serious military situation at the first sight.In the past, he immediately tensed up and listened intently.But today, he closed his eyes, and in front of Uncle Huang, who was anxiously persuading him, and the panting policeman, he lay on the back of the chair, closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes trembled, and sighed deeply. Furious, it took a long time before he sat up straight like a crossbow.

With his last breath, after dealing with the general situation, Gu Qinghou raised his head and saw Uncle Huang standing by his side and refused to back down.Uncle Huang stepped forward and was about to change to hot food, Gu Qinghou raised his hand to stop him, and said sincerely: "I'm really not hungry."

Before finishing this sentence, another yellow door came in from outside the door.This time it's not military affairs, but ordinary government affairs.

Gu Qinghou chased Uncle Huang away, took over the tall stack of papers in Huangmen's hand, and took a random one, which happened to be the papers from Jing Zhaoyin.

Sue Rong Wang's family member Zhong Mou innocently died in the Wang's mansion.

Gu Qinghou held the booklet, half leaned on the arm of the chair, he thought that his strength had been exhausted, but he supported his body like a flash of light, his handsome face was reflected in the oblique light, and he quietly stared at the thin paper.

Finally, toss it in the trash.

In the box of Hongsheng Tea House.

Jing Zhaoyin and Liu Yushi were holding a bowl of green tea, Jing Zhaoyin said: "Have you heard, that one gave King Rong a branch of old ginseng a few days ago, I heard what Wang Taiji said, it seems to be a good idea." something."

Master Liu sneered, "This scene is a little overdone."

Jing Zhaoyin shook his head and chuckled, "Yes, if you care too much, you'll show your attitude. You're giving away supplements after you've exhausted everyone. Isn't that just a slap in the face for a sweet jujube? I read the brochure of the young master of the Zhong family." , He pressed it again and again. That person's ability to put on airs has become more and more perfect."

Mr. Liu said: "Let's see when he will attack. The more he spends on management, the bigger the attack will be. After the Hong Kong city calms down, it will be the time when the capital sees blood."

Jing Zhaoyin said: "According to my lord's wishes, I have to continue with this book."

Master Liu said: "Come on! When you are sad, angry and helpless, the Zhong family has nowhere to ask for help, and the people are excited, it will be effective."

Jing Zhaoyin respected him, "It's still you who can see through."

Mr. Liu smiled, and suddenly said: "The other side is also interesting. I got a group of civil servants, and they gathered together when they saw the sun, crying and wiping their tears, pointing at the sky and scolding the world. A few days ago, I ran to a six-year-old child to ask for an official. He also wrote a letter seriously."

Jing Zhaoyin sneered, "Let's see how that one responds this time."

Not long after, a letter of reply alarmed the capital.

——Rong Wang was appointed as the chief examiner for the spring next year.

Since King Rong came back from the Yang Mansion, one more question has been pondered, "Why did that man mention You Cao Zhai to me?"

He was living a decadent and muddle-headed life. When the emperor's edict came down, he hadn't combed his hair yet, and was leaning against the window with his chin resting on his hands, looking at the grass and trees outside the window.

Suddenly hearing the decree, he was taken aback, went out in a panic, kowtowed, and the Huangmen who heard the decree recited the holy meaning clearly word by word.

He lay on the ground in a daze for a long time before he digested the matter.

As soon as he got up, Uncle Yu and other servants congratulated him with joy on their faces.The deer boy smiled slightly at him.

He was surrounded by servants to congratulate him as if he was still asleep, and was waiting to send them away.Looking at the empty courtyard and the people who had just left, I said to myself, "It seems real."

He lowered his head, bewildered.I asked myself in my heart, didn't I?

Then Lu Tong stepped forward and covered the skirt of his clothes for him, "Soldiers will block you, water will cover you, whether it's a blessing or a curse, don't be afraid."

Rong Chao forced a smile, thousands of thoughts flooded his mind, even more chaotic than before, but it was not the chaos that he was afraid of before, but a new, re-examined chaos.

The man once said to him, "I will take care of you with peace of mind."

Peace of mind.

The man said it made him feel at ease.

King Rong was suffocated by his astonishing imagination and conjecture, as if his heart was being scratched by a kitten, he grabbed the skirt of his clothes.

perhaps……

King Rong recalled a few years ago when Gu Qinghou was trapped in Prince Rong's mansion.

The new Mr. Zhong Yu Zhong was delicate and delicate since he was a child, so he rushed to Rong Wang's mansion and was ashamed to steal his life. Seeing his reaction that was exactly the same as that of Gu Qinghou, Rong Wang didn't explain much—it must be impossible, but he dared not, he wanted to Thinking of Emperor Mu Yan's intertwined intelligence network, he was afraid.

That day he came to visit Mr. Zhong as usual, and without saying a word, Mr. Zhong took the opportunity to call him to come closer. As soon as he passed, a short knife rushed out from the oblique stab, and pierced straight into his lower abdomen.

King Rong took two steps back, and fell down screaming against the room full of shock.

Mr. Zhong was immediately restrained.King Rong was rescued by several doctors, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already three days later, his upper body was covered with white cloth vertically and horizontally, and he looked miserable.

He lost a lot of blood and always felt drowsy. In a daze, he only felt that visitors were coming and going, but he couldn't recognize who they were.

After recovering enough energy, I lay on the bed for several days in a row, my back hurt, and I was so bored to death.

He was looking forward to someone coming to gossip with him, Deer Boy has been serving his bedside all the time, but he always felt something was wrong in his heart.

All the beauties in the courtyard came to visit him one after another, but there were only a handful of them who didn't come.

On this day, he heard a soft noise outside the courtyard, and it turned out to be Yang Kuangting coming.

Still looking like green mountains and fresh water, he asked him a few words in a calm manner.

King Rong waited foolishly outside his courtyard on his last birthday and never got to see him.For a moment, he couldn't remember when the two met last time.

When he saw Yang Kuangting for the first time, he smiled, couldn't help but grabbed the skirt of his shirt, scratched his chest lightly with his fingers, and unexpectedly found that he was not as excited as he expected.

Eyes facing each other, lighter than water,

Yang Kuangting only stopped for a moment, then left.King Rong slowly lay back on the pillow, and just when he stopped, he heard deer boy and a man whispering outside the door.

King Rong raised his head abruptly, a grin appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said loudly, "Brother Gu!"

Desperately waved out the window.

Through the summer chirping of cicadas and the thin smoke coming from nowhere, outside the window, that handsome young man looked back at him.

King Rong wished he could sit up, and when the man came to the bed, he half-lyed on the pillow again aggrieved, and touched the bandaged wound with his hand, without even noticing it, frowning lightly as if asking for sugar, whispering Said: "It hurts me to death"

He pouted and muttered.Gesture with both hands, "Such an old and long knife, stabbed into the stomach with one knife."

It was not long after his birthday at that time, and they had never met each other.

Gu Qinghou stood in front of his bed, letting him act coquettishly.

He slowly approached him, sat in front of the bed, and sighed, his young face seemed to be different from the past, and he couldn't tell what it was.

He raised his hand, as if hiding the looming pity, connivance and helplessness, and gently landed on the cloth strip of the wound.

King Rong narrowed his eyes and was very satisfied. The two chatted in the room for more than an hour. During this period, Gu Qinghou was afraid that he would be bored, so he picked the piano in the room and played for him.

King Rong admired the voiceless voice, completely forgetting the way he was touching the wound and Fufeng, leaning his head on the pillow, smiling foolishly and lewdly.

King Rong was bored, so Gu Qinghou made an appointment with him to play the piano again tomorrow.

Until he sent Gu Qinghou away, watching the man go away through the window.

He turned around and suddenly saw a smiling face in the small mirror.

He was stunned.

For some reason, he became quiet, and this silence lasted until the next day.

In the early morning, visitors came one after another. When he heard the sound of someone entering the door, the smile on his face could not be restrained.

The person who entered the door was Yang Kuangting who had asked to see him before but could not.

His smile freezes.

It wasn't until that moment that he gradually saw something clearly.Gradually see yourself smiling in the mirror.

Many years later, King Rong, who returned to the mansion, recalled that period of green and stupid years again, holding his forehead and showing a helpless wry smile.

Because he immediately recalled that his wound healed soon, and he couldn't wait to eat meat. Half drunk, he looked at the white and clean neck and side face of the man under the dim light, secretly swallowed, leaned over On the man's shoulder.

The man's shoulders froze immediately, and after a while they trembled slightly.

He was really greedy, he didn't care about it, he was cheeky, and stroked the smoothness with his fingers.

Gu Qinghou, who was originally talking and laughing at Yanyan, suddenly changed his face.Unbearable, he pushed him away, stood under the shadow for a long time, and then said softly: "I'm not someone in your way...don't tease me again."

Fortunately, the lights were dim, King Rong lay down on the ground for a while, pretending to be half-drunk, and groped to get up by himself.