[Qianguang] Edict of Guilt

1.

The Prime Minister left, and the room returned to silence.

Majesty, do you still need to rest?Gongsun Qian asked.

Ling Guang rubbed his forehead.Forget it, bring breakfast.

...The king came to bed in a hurry, and the ministers only prepared porridge and side dishes. I don't know if it suits the king's taste.

No problem, bring it over.

Yes.

The food table was quickly set up beside the bed, but Gongsun Qiancha felt the servant's nervousness.Ling Guang just scooped up a spoonful and swallowed it, when he asked, what does His Majesty think of the taste?

Ling Guang looked into the bowl and confirmed that there was no fancy porridge.

What, do you want to taste it?

Gongsun Qian automatically explained that the cooks in the minister's mansion have been in a state of fear since last night, lest the king would be dissatisfied with their craftsmanship and be blamed for poor hospitality.

You are really compassionate.Let them not be nervous, the king would also like to thank them for taking care of them during their illness.

Your Majesty's words are serious, thank you, Your Majesty.

You don't have to be here.This is your house, so feel free to do whatever you want.

Gongsun Qian answered, hesitated for a moment and said, if the king doesn't mind, the minister has to put the luggage in the room.

Ling Guang raised his eyes and saw a pile of boxes by the wall near the door, which had not been opened yet.Ben Wang also dropped by to see if you brought any novelties back.

Yes.

Clothes and the like have been sorted out by the servants, and what is left here are mostly books and sundries bought by the rest.Gongsun Qian sorted the scrolls and put them on the table, and Ling Guang got out of bed after finishing his meal, and sat by the table to read.

Collections of landscapes, travel notes, anthologies.

Do you love watching these?Ling Guangxin flipped his hands and asked.

The minister is not keen, but just thinking, reading it may help you know yourself and the enemy.

Ling Guang put back the travel notes in his hand.It is written in a hype, not as fascinating as the three or two sentences in Gongsun Qian's letter.

Some remarks in the anthology touched the general trend of the Juntian Dynasty.However, they had planned before, but they had neglected to plan their stay, which was really dangerous.

Ling Guang turned to a page and saw Zhang's hexagram stick in it, so he took it out to read.

Over there, Gongsun Qian was still tidying up. He heard the king ask, where did this hexagram come from?

2.

Gongsun Qian paused and straightened up.

You shoot gulls and birds with gold bullets, and ask how deep the stream is.Even if you hit the gulls and birds, where can you find the golden bullet?

He and Qi Zhikan are both in this hexagram.

As for the "jun", I don't know whether it is referring to the official or the king.

Gongsun Qian put his tone casually.This is something I got by chance when I was out and about. It's just for entertainment in the market. The king laughed at it.

Ling Guang frowned slightly, stroking the paper with his slender fingers.

It's not like the paper of the house.Like heaven.

...the right of heaven?How did the king know?

When Tianxuan was established as a country, Tianquan sent envoys to congratulate him, and the gift list is this kind of paper.Crisp, smooth, ink color is not easy to render.

Ling Guang flipped through the travel notes he had just put down with one hand, and said, look, this sign is different from the one on paper when you look closely.

Gongsun walked up to him and looked at him, and it was true.

...The king clearly observed the details, and his ministers admired them.

Ling Guang clipped the hexagram sign back into the book and remained silent for a while.

It's just a piece of oracle, the king is sick now, don't bother about it.

Ling Guang flicked his wrist and threw the book back on the table.

This account will be settled together after Murong Li's matter is clarified.

The king who stretched out his hand in clothes did not have the consciousness of being alone.

Gongsun Qian put back the smock that Ling Guang was about to slip off for him.

He went to rummage through the box again, took out an exquisite wooden box, stood it in front of Ling Guang, and offered it with both hands.

I bought this item when I was staying here, please accept it from the king.

Ling Guang rested his elbow on the edge of the table.What is this?

Gongsun Qian opened the lid for him.There is a layer of silk cloth in the box, on which lies an apricot-sized gemstone, which looks transparent, but the closer to the center, the richer the blue color appears, as if a cloud of mist is condensed in water droplets.

This stone is called Moonlight, and it is said that it has the effect of clearing the mind and calming the mind.This item is rare in Tianxuan, but it is extravagant to keep it for my own use, so I dedicated it to the king.

Shang Wang didn't even raise his eyebrows, he was indeed a rich man.

You have a heart.The king will accept it.

3.

It is rare to have a chance to steal Fusheng's half-day leisure, Ling Guang poured half a bowl of medicine, and accompanied by Gongsun Qian, wandered around the mansion.

After a rain last night, the sky was clear and the sun was warm.Ling Guang looked tired and lazy, walking in the corridor, looking at the flowers and trees competing for glory outside the eaves.

Gongsun Qian asked, the prescription prescribed by the doctor has the ingredients of calming the nerves, but the king is tired?

Ling Guang waved his hand.I just feel that such a time is really long gone.

Gongsun Qian said from the bottom of his heart, yes.

Ling Guang smiled.It seems that since you became the deputy prime minister, you have no time to spare.

To serve the country, the minister is happy.

But Tianxuan Chaotang, can't always do more work for those who can.Ling Guang looked up at him.You and the prime minister need to recommend more talents.

Gongsun Qian bowed his head respectfully.Yes, Wang Shangshengming.

Ling Guang coughed twice and sat down by the porch.Gongsun Qian stood by.

With the warm sun on his back, a burst of tiredness hit him.

At this time, this place, this person makes people feel nostalgic and nostalgic.Although he does not have the capital to indulge.

Let someone prepare the car, the king is going back to the palace.

Gongsun Qian saw that the weather was just right, and he probably wouldn't catch cold on the road, so he agreed.

Just as he was about to give orders, he saw the prime minister's servants running hurriedly under the leadership of others. The prime minister said that he had something important to do, so he asked Mr. Gongsun to go over the house and talk about it.

Gongsun Qian glanced at the king and asked, what's the matter?

Su Su... issued a gauntlet to Tianxuan.