The king and his political opponents are innocent!

King Rong entered the palace to apply for a face-to-face saint, and the young emperor claimed to be sick as usual, and gave a dust-cleaning feast as usual to all the descendants of the Tian family who had just returned to Beijing.

Uncle Gu Guo presided over the routine.

King Rong was led to the Hall of Chenxiang, which is the place for the grand banquet in the palace. The main hall is surrounded by mountains to divert water, and the ventilation leaks. In summer, it is an excellent resort for escaping the heat.

The Uncle Guo, who was acting on behalf of the Son of Heaven, hadn't come yet, but King Rong saw many brothers and uncles.

Among them, King Jing and King Ding robbed him of one hand, and they were the youngest brothers of King Rong.

The children and grandchildren of Emperor Ruiwu have gone through several catastrophes, most of the rest are honest ones, everyone stared at each other holding hands, each with a deep grudge, they just hindered the palace people around them, so they didn't show their signs too much.

King Jing lowered his voice, and said to King Rong: "Brother Prince, Uncle Ping's grandson has been imprisoned in the cell of Dali Temple, do you know?"

King Rong sighed, "Call me Brother Huang."

"Brother Prince," Jing Wang said anxiously, "what shall we do?"

Ding Wang folded his hands at the side, and said leisurely: "I went back to Beijing yesterday, and there is not even a single old servant in the mansion."

King Jing whispered aggrievedly, "What is this? I boasted that the steamed eggs in the mansion were tender the day before yesterday. When I went to the palace for a banquet the next day, Uncle Guo said to people, 'King Jing likes to eat fresh and tender food. Serve him a bowl." Steamed egg', at that time I was so scared..."

He was aggrieved, and focused on looking for strangeness, "I'm at my house, and you, an outsider, order for me?".

King Rong: "..."

He thought of the daytime affairs of the palace, and felt a little headache.

Next to him, King Ding whispered: "Brother Huang, you must be careful in everything, don't let him make mistakes."

Jing Wang couldn't help nodding, "Yes, he dislikes you the most, you have such a deep grievance with him..."

King Rong sighed, shrunk his shoulders, put his hands into the cuffs of the elegant Taoist robe, thought for a while, and said slowly: "Actually, the relationship between me and him is not what you think..."

A servant in front came, and his rank seemed to be quite high.

King Rong's remaining words were broken in his mouth.

The servant bowed to them, and said with a smile: "The envoy of Fanbang is reporting to the government, and the uncle of the country really can't get away. Please be patient for a while."

King Rong and others agreed.

They dare not say more.

This is the home they grew up in, but today the situation is reversed, and they have also become silent people.

Just thinking about it makes me sigh.

King Rong arched his shoulders in the cold, and rubbed his hands in his sleeves to keep warm. He raised his face and thought to himself: Is he going to freeze me into a stick?

After a stick of incense, the Imperial Dining Room took out the dishes from the lunch box and began to set up a banquet. All kinds of delicious dishes were steaming slowly in the cold weather.

King Rong was hungry and cold, staring at the table eaves carved with flower patterns not far away.

He is in good shape, and he wears all kinds of clothes that are suitable and decent, without losing his style.The facial features can only be regarded as Zhou Zheng, but there is only one pair of eyes, which are not bad.

His eyelashes are thick and long, like a crow's feathers.When talking, when smiling, when forgetting feelings, slowly, with the trembling of the eyelids, there is a kind of gentle beauty.

He drooped his eyelashes, staring at the pattern in a daze.

Until Jing Wang, who was beside him, elbowed him, and asked in a very low voice: "Isn't that Uncle Gu Guo?"

King Rong listened to his words, turned his face, but saw that the surroundings had already been lit with lanterns, and under the rows of colorful lanterns, behind the partition of mahogany surrounded by flowers and trees, stood a black figure.

The figure turned around, slowly raised its steps, and walked along the mahogany partition.The mahogany stakes were set up one foot at a time, and his face kept flashing among the flowers, in the dark, in the light and shadow.

King Rong lowered his head along with the crowd.

He stood in the first row, and the black figure stopped not far from his eyes.

It was a pair of dark boots with dark stripes, and the hem of the hanging black robe had a dark golden streamer.

King Rong bowed his head and arched his hands in salute.

That person was giving the banquet on behalf of the emperor, standing in front of the people, reading the congratulatory speech slowly.

King Rong lowered his eyelashes and listened carefully.

For a while, the man finished reading the congratulatory words and gave the banquet.

King Rong raised his eyes, and the lantern not far away was slowly turned by a gust of wind, and soft light flashed across his eyebrows and eyes.He bent his eyes and smiled, his thick eyelashes fluttered, and there was tenderness in his beauty, and irony in his charm.

He thanked the will.

The man looked at him and nodded slightly.

Uncle Gu Guo still looked young and upright, but under a black cloak, there was an added sense of tranquility.That pair of eyes, always flamboyant and fearless, also became indifferent.

He was well-dressed, with black hair hanging neatly on his shoulders, holding a wine glass, and greeted all the descendants of the Tian family in a neutral manner.

King Rong sat silently at the banquet, watching the two groups of people circling around the field.I don't know what Uncle Gu Guo has in mind, and I don't know what the descendants of the Tian family who were trembling just now are thinking now.

He looked at it for a while, sighed, picked up his chopsticks and ate in silence.The dish of secret snowflake meat in front of him was cold, he picked up the white meat that was condensed with cold oil, and ate the red meat.

After a while, the man came with a wine glass.

King Rong is No.1 among the princes, as usual, that person should come to respect him first.

King Rong stood up, and the plain clothes full of hidden cranes fell down.He bowed slowly, picking up the wine glass on the table.

He was not a sharp and quick-witted person in the first place, and as he got older in the past two years, his actions became more lax and sluggish.

Their eyes met, and the two holding on to the wine glasses smiled.

King Rong happily drank the wine in his cup.

The man also drank, turned around, and toasted one by one down the table.

It took an hour for the banquet to end, and King Rong got into his carriage, half full, not much food, but slightly drunk.

Lu Tong came to pick him up, and as soon as he got into the carriage, he smelled a faint smell of alcohol. He asked, "Aren't you afraid of an old problem?"

King Rong leaned against the wall of the car to doze off. Hearing this, he groped around to grab Lutong's wrist, and with a smile, stuck it on his stomach.With a muffled voice in his mouth, he said, "Rub it... rub it..."

Lutong raised his eyebrows and said, "But it deserves it."

While rubbing his hands together, when it was warmer, he took off his outer shirt and tucked into his inner shirt, with the palms of his hands covering his soft stomach through the thin material.

King Rong leaned on his arm with a smile, rubbed his face, and squirmed forward to lean on his shoulder, allowing him to gently rub his stomach.

Lu Tong asked, "Do you want some food when you go back?"

King Rong closed his eyes, nestled on the man, trembled slightly with the carriage, and said, "No, I'm sleepy."

After he returned home, he couldn't stand it for a moment and fell asleep.

Lutong had no choice but to let him go.

On the first day of King Rong's return to the capital, the people in the capital were silently looking forward to it, and passed it safe and sound.

In the early morning of the second day, Guojiu Mansion.

After Gu Guojiu gave the banquet last night, when it was time to discuss matters with the foreign ambassador, he rushed to review a few important memorials, and then took the time to sleep.

He had just washed up, and he was standing in front of the plum tree in the bedroom, listening to what the old housekeeper, Uncle Huang, was saying behind his back.

After a while, one of his generals named Li Zhongzhe came to report.

Li Zhongjiang didn't have time to report last night, and he talked about the important affairs of several princes in Beijing.

Uncle Gu Guo admired the frosty plum blossoms in front of his eyes, and listened quietly.

Li Zhong finally talked about King Rong, and he explained in detail how King Rong didn't live in Shaoyaoyuan, his main courtyard, but in Meiyuan, and how he shook the obscene painting to the ground.

Uncle Gu Guo remained silent.

Uncle Huang behind him was furious, and his beard was shaking, "This thing is really shameless. He thinks that the incident with the Second Young Master was not well known? What's the matter? He wants to corrupt the Second Young Master on purpose. reputation?"

Uncle Huang laughed back angrily, "He really thinks he didn't die fast enough!"

Uncle Gu Guo's line is the second, the small character is light, the old man in his family keeps calling him the second son, and he doesn't change his words.

Gu Qinghou looked at the plum blossoms in front of him, his face was calm, neither angry nor speaking, he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Since the accident five years ago, he doesn't like to show his emotions or emotions. He either looks calm or contemplative. Rao Uncle Huang, who watched him grow up, can't guess now. out of his mind.

Uncle Huang didn't dare to say any more rashly, the three of them were at a stalemate, another servant came to report, and said: "Prince Rong's mansion invited an imperial doctor this morning, saying that King Rong had a stomachache in the middle of the night last night."

Gu Qinghou was silent for a moment, turned his face from the front of the plum blossom, and asked: "Why does Duanduan have a stomachache?"

The servant said: "The imperial doctor said that he caught a cold last night and ate greasy food."

Gu Qinghou remained silent, and waved the servant to leave.

Uncle Huang peeked at his face, and saw that his brows were pale, looking at the frost on the cold plum in front of him, unable to distinguish his emotions.

After a while, he raised his finger and tapped lightly on the plum blossom.

He said: "As usual, I should go and see him."

Uncle Huang thought for a while, although disgusted, he had no choice but to say, "That's right."

He turned around and said to Uncle Huang, "Prepare the car."

In the early morning, Prince Rong's Mansion.

Uncle Gu Guo traveled unimpeded all the way in the mansion, he didn't allow his servants to report, so he went straight to Meiyuan where King Rong placed him.

The Meiyuan is just a general term. There is a plaque on the gate of the courtyard, with four big characters inscribed on it, the name is Shuying.It's an old routine, taken from sparse shadows, horizontal slanting water, clear and shallow water, dark fragrance floating at moon dusk.

Uncle Gu Guo entered, and in front of the glass window on the left side of the bedroom in the courtyard, there was a plum tree planted not too far away.The plum blossoms are luxuriant and twisted, and the thick branches extend several feet across. There is a small pond next to the tree, and there is a long clear water inside, with pink flower branches floating on the water.It really is sparse shadows and slanting, dark fragrance floating.

While looking at the plum blossoms and green pools, he raised his hand to stop Kouer who was standing outside the bedroom door.

But I didn't want to, a few laughing voices came from the bedroom, "Be gentle, be gentle."

Uncle Gu Guo stopped in his tracks.

The earth dragon is burning in the bedroom, and it is a completely different world from the cold courtyard. People feel like they are in spring, and they only need to wear a coat. There are a few dishes of light side dishes on the round table in the outer room, and half a bowl of leftover millet porridge.On the long table on the other side, there is a crystal clear jade tripod, smoking cigarettes, and in the big flowerpot at the corner, fresh flowers are in full bloom.

King Rong was lying on the big couch under the glass window in the inner room, wearing only a pair of trousers and jacket, holding the hand of the kneeling man beside him, and said with a soft smile, "Oh, Lu Qing, don't go, why don't you rub it for me... "

The kneeling Lutong raised his brows, and teased him, "Sometimes it gets lighter, and then it gets heavy, He Qing is a bit difficult to serve."

King Rong grabbed him and refused to let go.Lu Tong's hand was pressing on his embrace, he didn't know what kind of trick was used, King Rong hid, rolled and laughed and threw himself into his embrace, Lu Tong laughed and pushed him away.King Rong gasped, and said, "You screwed my stomach red."

Lu Tong was unmoved, and said that he was about to lift his shirt, "Let me see where it is red."

King Rong turned over with a smile and stopped his hand, revealing the thin white silk trousers that wrapped his legs.

Uncle Gu Guo walked into the room slowly.

Ko'er, who was behind him, stood at the door, stomped her feet anxiously, and said, "My lord, we have a guest."

It was too late, the two people on the couch stopped, Lu Tong got out of bed, and bumped into Gu Qinghou head-on by the tent in the inner room.