The first corrupt emperor [crossing]

Qin Zheng walked to the bed with a dark face, and said angrily, "Where's the person?"

The guard at night immediately knelt down and said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Mr. Gu has never been out."

Qin Zheng leaned over to touch the quilt. Unlike the warm temperature in the room, the quilt was cold after he touched it, and there was a hint of dampness, as if someone had poured a glass of cold water on it.

Zhao Guoxian came over suddenly and said, "Your Majesty, Mr. Gu may be out for a walk, don't be too impatient."

Qin Zheng waved his hands angrily, "Go out and look for them immediately, if you can't find anyone, go back to your hometown."

"Yes." Those who work in the palace, if they are women, it's okay to say that they can marry after leaving the palace, but if they are servants, they are not complete men anymore. After leaving the palace, they have no status or status, and they are not bullied. , living worse than a beggar, let alone count on their family members, if the family members are reliable, they will not enter the palace.

Everyone didn't dare to delay, no matter whether they could find it or not, they had to search everywhere in a hurry.

Qin Zheng looked around, and there was a black shadow at the corner of the bed. Qin Zheng stepped on it, but the shadow didn't respond at all, but he saw some water marks on the ground.

Qin Zheng touched the water stains on the ground, and walked to the window along the water traces. Although the windows were closed, they were not locked, and there were signs of new damage.

He opened the window, and a gust of cold wind mixed with snow knives came in, and he was blown right inadvertently.

Qin Zheng tucked the blown hair behind his ears and wiped his face. After touching it, it was wet and cold after melting snow. He was slightly startled, and suddenly thought of the frozen ghost who had not left Gu Mingzhe. The dead ghost took Gu Mingzhe away?

Qin Zheng turned over and jumped out of the window, observing the snow on the ground along the way, there would be a vortex where the frozen ghost passed by, and that vortex could sweep away Gu Mingzhe, and it would definitely roll up the snow on the ground, although it could not completely sweep it up Walking, and the same amount of snow fell later, but it can also be vaguely seen that there will be a small shallow pit in some places.

Qin Zheng struggled to identify the traces on the snow, and walked forward following the traces, but after looking for a long time, black snowflakes appeared in his eyes. He rubbed his eyes, stood up and looked around. This is a very remote place in the palace. It is a garden, there is no palace garden inside, but there are gazebos, rockery and tree trunks covered with snow.

The heavy snow has stopped, and the light is not bad under the reflection of the moonlight and the snow, but when the vortex reaches here, it is blocked by the plant rockery. Qin Zheng had to search for it by himself. He walked around a few pines and cypresses and came to a plum blossom forest. From a distance, I saw a human-shaped thing leaning against a plum tree.

Qin Zheng was overjoyed, and immediately jumped over with his skills.

When Gu Mingzhe was half dead from the cold, he vaguely saw Qin Zheng flying towards the snow like a fairy under the moonlight. He couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, my pro-student, I finally found him.

Qin Zheng didn't have time to speak, so he quickly took off his cloak, wrapped Gu Mingzhe up, wiped the snow off his face, and said, "Is there something serious, sir?"

Gu Mingzhe huddled in the fur of his cloak, and uttered a word with a bitter face, "Dizzy." He was swept into the whirlwind, and kept turning passively in the wind, unable to stop.

Qin Zheng said with a smile, "Before I saw the money coming from the strong wind, Mr. was blown away by the wind first."

"Your Majesty can be regarded as a minister because he saw the money in the gale, so he chased after it." Gu Mingzhe shivered while clutching his cloak, shrinking himself into a ball.

Qin Zheng picked up Gu Mingzhe and said, "Why?"

"It's better to chase after than to be blown away." Gu Mingzhe flicked the snow off Qin Zheng's head.

The corners of Qin Zheng's mouth twitched slightly, it's really nice to turn passive into active.

"Your Majesty." Gu Mingzhe exclaimed, and pulled Qin Zheng's hair forcefully.

A whirlwind suddenly rolled up, blocking Qin Zheng's footsteps.

Qin Zheng's scalp hurt, he gasped, and poured a mouthful of snow.

Gu Mingzhe rubbed Qin Zheng's head with some guilty conscience, he was used to riding a horse a while ago.

Qin Zheng put Gu Mingzhe on the ground, turned around and hugged him and jumped onto the tree trunk, saying, "Wait for me."

Wind is not afraid of fire, water, or metal sharp objects. It can be said that wind is the most tenacious thing in the world. It can even blow down earth walls, but it also has a fatal weakness, that is, it is afraid of wind. When two kinds of wind meet together , there are many possibilities.

Qin Zheng broke off a branch of a plum tree, and swiped a sheet of snow from the ground. Before the snow fell, he quickly paddled the branch in the air, and he could even hear the sound of breaking the wind.

Following Qin Zheng's actions, a gust of wind mixed with snow hit the whirlwind, and there were one or two bright red plum blossoms in the gust of wind.

The whirlwind circled around the range of the strong wind a few times, and Qin Zheng immediately changed direction.

Gu Mingzhe sat on the tree and watched this shocking visual contest, the only thought in his heart was that it would be nice if there were some more pastries.No matter how beautiful the scene is, you will get tired of looking at it too much. He picked the plum blossoms next to him and sprinkled them in the wind and snow, adding special effects to this contest, otherwise it would be like a black and white painting.

Qin Zheng looked at the petals floating over, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and holding a branch, he swiped at a plum tree not far away, and immediately many chaotic petals flew down, and were swept into the wind again in a blink of an eye.

Gu Mingzhe looked at the petal wind and couldn't help applauding.

The whirlwind is obviously a little unhappy, because it has doubled in size, and the petals are rolled in without the dense and delicate beauty, but with a more majestic beauty.

Qin Zheng admired it for a while, and suddenly stepped into the whirlwind.

Gu Mingzhe was stunned for a moment, and muttered to himself, "I didn't expect the little emperor to play so well." The young man is really energetic.

After a while, the whirlwind gradually subsided, and the petals slowly fell. Qin Zheng stood in the middle of the petals, holding a piece of crystal clear ice in his hand.

Qin Zheng tapped his toes and plucked Gu Mingzhe from the tree and put him on the ground.

Gu Mingzhe looked at the ice in Qin Zheng's hand and said, "Is this the frozen ghost?"

Qin Zheng sighed softly, "I thought all ghosts looked like humans, but I didn't expect there to be so many that don't look like humans." For example, the shadow, or the ice in front of me.

Gu Mingzhe touched it, then withdrew his hand in the cold, and said, "Your Majesty, how to deal with it?"

Qin Zheng looked down at the ice in his hand and said with a smile, "Have you ever eaten fried ice cream?"

Gu Mingzhe shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it."

Qin Zhengdao, "It seems to be wrapped with flour or something. When frying, it depends on the heat of the imperial chef...let the imperial chef study it by himself." This dish is not common, and he has only eaten it before. once.

Gu Mingzhe stared at the piece of ice closely. Although he knew that Qin Zheng was trying to scare the ghost, this dish seemed to be good, and he could ask the chef to study it later.

A small whirlwind suddenly gathered around the ice.

Qin Zheng frowned slightly, and scolded, "If you move around again, I will really eat you."

In an instant, the wind stopped.

A weak voice pierced through the ice, "A gentleman can't move his hands or speak."