The king and his political opponents are innocent!

Gu Qinghou didn't know when he fell asleep.

He came to the gate of his house again in a daze, and there were many stiff and expressionless people, like ghosts, like zombies, like walking corpses chased by Xiangxi people, carrying the dead outside the door in pairs.Gu Qinghou swallowed, he wanted to go, he said to his body, go, go quickly.But his body didn't move, and he even tried to move forward eagerly.

Those people seemed not to see him, one after another, throwing the corpses out.

In the dream, Gu Qinghou was dull and ignorant, a fleeting thought flashed through his mind, should he take a look at the person who was thrown out?

However, he couldn't move his sight down, and the thrown person seemed to have entered the void, and disappeared with one throw.

He has been standing quietly on this street, and when he finally took a step back, the scene suddenly changed, he was standing at the door of a big house, those expressionless people suddenly raised their heads, countless pairs of dead fish-like eyes, tight-knit Stare at him closely.The clothes on them also changed, and they became the guards of the capital.As long as Gu Qinghou takes a step outside, he will fall into their trap.And those people stared at him and walked forward slowly.His heart skipped a beat as if his heart had been scalded, he took a step back in horror, and retreated into the gate of the mansion he was about to step out of.

He snapped his eyes open.The sun shines on the window, and it is very warm. It is almost noon.

Gu Qinghou pushed away the quilt and sat up while holding his forehead, only then did he realize that his muscles were sore and he was covered in cold sweat.

He sat there blankly.

The maid who came from the outside saw that his face was pale as soon as he came in, and there was something wrong with his expression.

The maid wanted to ask him if he was unwell, but seeing his appearance, she didn't dare to disturb him.

Gu Qinghou didn't know what he was thinking about, he stopped for a while, looked at the maid, and asked softly: "Where is King Rong?"

This is the first time Mr. Gu asked about the prince on his own initiative!

The maid was overjoyed, she quickly lowered the corners of her raised lips, and said calmly, "My lord has gone out, and I left some food for you."

Gu Qinghou listened and nodded silently.

He got out of bed, washed up, and went outside after tidying up. It was neither early nor late at this time, and there were cups full of dishes on the table.

The maid said courteously at the side: "In our mansion, no matter morning or evening, we eat when we are hungry."

Gu Qinghou nodded.

The maid looked at the right time, picked up a small coral red disk, and put it near his bowl and chopsticks, her smile almost dripped out, "This is what our lord, special place, left for you."

Gu Qinghou looked sideways, and there were two white sesame glutinous rice cakes on the small coral red disk.

He just glanced at it, nodded slightly, and picked up other dishes.

He recovered from a serious illness and didn't dare to eat more. He stopped when he was [-]% full. After rinsing his mouth, he left behind two fat little glutinous rice cakes and a table full of dishes. He slowly stood up and looked out at the door.

The snow is long gone.

The plum blossoms are still blooming vigorously, and the colder everything is, the redder the flowers will be.

Behind the flowered stones, there was a strange sound of "Woooo!"

Gu Qinghou looked over there, he immediately went down the steps and walked quickly to the stone.

There are several plants and trees under the stone. In the bushes, a yellow puppy and a white puppy are playing happily.

There was a smile on Gu Qinghou's face, which had been depressed for a long time.

He knelt down and watched the battle.

The little yellow dog is thinner, with dirty fluff. It barks happily and jumps far.

The little white dog has a big belly, a big head, and clean white fluff. It monopolizes a flowered mat with a fat buttocks. With a single swing, it throws the little yellow and skinny dog ​​that is trying to squeeze it up.

The little yellow thin dog fell on its belly, got up in a hurry, and roared beside the little white dog, but didn't dare to approach it.

The little white dog lay down on the mat cleanly, with its back facing the little yellow skinny dog, and ignored him at all.

The little skinny dog ​​didn't have a mat to lie on, so he scurried around beside him, splashing himself with mud and water, making it even dirtier.

Gu Qinghou looked at them with folded arms, clicked his tongue, and stretched out a little finger to the little white dog.

Seeing the stranger's finger, the little white dog gritted his teeth, and stopped after a "woo".

Gu Qinghou poked his thick and fat chest with a finger, pushed back, and the little white dog's round eyes stared at the finger on his chest.

With a blank expression on his face, Gu Qinghou pushed it out of the flower cushion bit by bit.

The little yellow thin dog leaped onto the flowered cushion and sat in the middle, trembling with excitement, looking like he couldn't be beaten to death.

The little white dog was sitting on the grass, still in the posture it had just been pushed out from the flower cushion, like a sculpture of a dog.

It didn't bark, maybe it didn't like to bark, but it looked at the little yellow dog who was happy to win a fight like a rooster, and sat silently for a while, then turned its fat buttocks and walked to the side, where there was a red cushion.

It turned out there were two cushions!Gu Qinghou was dumbfounded, so why are they fighting each other!

The little white dog sat obediently on the red cushion, and here, the little yellow dog rushed out of the flower cushion like a whirlwind, roaring wildly around the little white dog, and the little white dog seemed a little angry , and immediately turned his back to him, the little yellow dog barked even more happily, whining angrily, and rushed up, biting it fiercely... the cushion under his buttocks.

The little white dog trembled angrily.

The little yellow dog spun like a spinning top and bit the edge of the cushion. After a while, a little white cotton was pulled out from under the red cushion.

The little white dog snorted twice angrily, and howled "嗤" to the sky.

Gu Qinghou laughed out loud, and when he finished laughing, he sighed, pinched the back of the wildly roaring little yellow dog with two fingers, lifted it up and threw it aside.Then put two fingers on the ground, block in front of the helpless, clumsy, but fat little white dog, and support it.

After the little yellow dog got up, he went around in a big circle and "wowed" at the little white dog. Gu Qinghou stared at it, but it didn't dare to meet Gu Qinghou's gaze, fell on the ground guilty and angry, and finally stopped. Next, start digging madly.

Gu Qinghou wanted to be angry and wanted to laugh.

The next moment, the little yellow dog was picked up from behind, and a voice said with a smile, "Do you want to be beaten again?"

The fluff all over the little yellow dog's body immediately collapsed, and it rolled its almond eyes, obediently looking at the person who hugged it.

King Rong was very disgusted, and said: "Look at your black claws." He put it in front of the moon-white skirt, and combed its flocks of hair with a pair of plain white hands.

The crazy and dirty little yellow dog lay obediently in his arms.

"Master Gu doesn't like you." He lowered his head and smiled at the little yellow dog, "Master Gu, admit your mistake."

The little yellow dog was sent in front of Gu Qinghou, its black eyeballs looked to one side, ignoring Gu Qinghou, and as soon as King Rong let go, it immediately crawled back along King Rong's arm until it reached his He stopped at the shoulders and neck, turned his head and glanced at Gu Qinghou, wishing he could hide it in his collar.

King Rong smiled, frowned and looked at Gu Qinghou, "What's wrong with you, how did you scare it like this."

He just said it casually, expecting that Gu Qinghou would ignore him as before, but unexpectedly, Gu Qinghou looked at the two of them, and said lightly: "It's just acting."

King Rong was stunned for a moment, and took off the dog-skin scarf wrapped around his neck. The little yellow dog was pitiful, weak, shivering and dirty.The little black eyes rolled around like a thief.

King Rong held it in the palm of his hand, and sighed with a smile: "People say you are pretending, are you?" Then he pressed the two puppies together, and the yellow head bumped into the white head. Sorry, you guys are reconciled!"

The white head ducked back, the yellow head also shrank back, and the two dogs turned their heads away.

On the opposite side, Gu Qinghou's face was calm, and he thought: Tsk, this little yellow hair seems to have been wronged.

King Rong let go of the two dogs, stood up and walked into the house. Behind him was an attendant holding a treasure box.

King Rong walked forward without squinting, and said as he walked, "There is a baby, come and take a look."

Very invisible.

Gu Qinghou hesitated for a moment, then slowly followed in.

King Rong rubbed his hands, sat on the big couch under the glass window, and happily asked his servants to bring up the treasure box.

When the box was opened, it was an elegant and simple lyre.

Gu Qinghou stared at the Qin, froze for a moment, then sat on the side of the couch involuntarily.

He didn't move, and King Rong swallowed, and the two looked at the table together.

After a while, King Rong took out the Qin, discarded the box, and placed it on the table with both hands.

Gu Qinghou stared at his movements, the "be careful" in his throat was about to come out, but he swallowed it back.

The qin was quietly placed on the table. King Rong stroked the qin with both hands, caressing it in the air for a while, and said slowly, "It's the qin from Nandi."

Gu Qinghou lowered his eyes, "Shu land."

King Rong said: "The character of Lei's family in Shudi."

Gu Qinghou continued: "The first generation of Lei Gong."

King Rong was a little surprised, looked up at him, then lowered his head, stroking the strings affectionately, "Renzhuqin."

Gu Qinghou said silently: "Little snake's belly is broken."

King Rong said: "The voice is deep and majestic."

Gu Qinghou said: "The rhyme is harmonious."

At this point, their eyes met, and the two were silent for a while.King Rong pushed the Qin forward and said boldly, "Here you are."

Gu Qinghou was stunned for a moment, then asked lightly: "Give it to me?"

"Play a song for you..." Rong Wang said.

"..."

Gu Qinghou looked down at the piano, rubbed his fingers secretly, raised his hands, and stroked the strings lightly.When he calmed down, a desire to show off his skills surged in his heart.

Gently flicking and twisting with fingers, a leisurely tune flows out. At first, the sound is slow and relaxed, and gradually, the fingers become quicker, and the sound is like rushing water, gurgling out.

King Rong held his breath and listened quietly.

After playing a piece, Gu Qinghou pushed the piano back in front of King Rong.

King Rong said: "Old Man Songhe's "Yunxi Song"."

Gu Qinghou half-raised his eyelids, endured and endured, and said to him: "I lived in the place where he died for half a year in the early years. This is collected from the homes of my fellow villagers. This is the only complete song in the world."

King Rong nodded, and asked again, "Why only the upper half?"

Gu Qinghou was taken aback, "How come the second half of the Yunxi song?"

Upon hearing this, King Rong raised his eyelids and glanced at him.Stretching his body and hands, his hands caressed, and then the sound of running water just now bounced.

If the flowing water traces the stream and clouds, it goes up the mountain.

Gu Qinghou listened blankly, and after playing a song, he murmured: "...Impossible..."

King Rong lowered his eyelids halfway and raised his eyebrows, "This second half is a congratulatory gift collected by Prime Minister Yang for my tenth birthday. With it, my palace will collect all the songs of old man Songhe."

He pushed Qin back in front of Qinghou.

Gu Qinghou put his hands on his knees, thought for a while, stroked the strings, and played another song.

The most famous song "Breaking the Sky" by old man Songhe.Fingering was extremely difficult, but he did it in one go.

Pressing down the last string, amidst the lingering sound, with a slight smile on his face, he looked up at the person in front of him.

King Rong also smiled slightly.

Gu Qinghou pushed the qin back to him, and he casually played "Above the Sky".

Songhe old man's masterpiece is not difficult to play, and has the highest meaning. The good thing is not the technique, but the spirit in his heart.

After he finished playing, Gu Qinghou was quiet for a long time, and finally leaned against the brocade cushion behind him, let out all his strength, and showed a faint smile.

King Rong also smiled at him.

The atmosphere was so elegant for a moment that I didn't know what to do.

Gu Qinghou looked at the cowardly and licentious person in front of him, King Rong looked at the bohemian person in front of him, and each fell silent.