I don't want to play anymore

"I think you look bad, are you okay?" Yang Lin frowned at him.

"It's okay." Gu Jingyuan shook his head again, and held his teacup fearing the cold, and then said: "Let's get down to business. I have handed over the evidence brought back from Lianghe to His Majesty. Please, Second Young Master, go back and tell Prime Minister Yang."

There are two pieces of evidence for the corruption of ink by the governor of Lianghe, one is Hu Guowei himself, and the other is the evidence that the regent was behind the scenes.

Gu Jingyuan said he was ruined.

Actually not.

He has avoided everyone's eyes and ears, and the evidence has always been with him.

"I see." Yang Lin nodded, and then scratched his head again: "But the fact that the regent is the mastermind of embezzlement and relief money, isn't that ironclad evidence? The emperor will not pursue it?"

Gu Jingyuan shook his head and said, "My adoptive father has ruled the government for many years, and his foundation is so deep, how can a single piece of evidence be able to overthrow him? In the end, he can be said to have been framed or fabricated. Anyway, Hu Guowei has hanged himself to death, and there is no evidence for his death."

Yang Lin half-understood: "I don't know much about the affairs of the court, but it's a pity that the regent cannot be convicted, and Mr. Gu, you were injured because of this incident."

Gu Jingyuan didn't speak.

His gaze has always been on the emerald wrench on the thumb of the other party.

Yang Lin said again: "Speaking of your injury, there has been a lot of turmoil during the court period. Many people said that the assassin was sent by the emperor."

As he spoke, he licked the melon seeds on the table.

The emerald green finger on the thumb also flickered, up and down, pulling Gu Jingyuan's nerves.

"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows with great interest, signaling for the other party to talk more.

Second Young Master Yang immediately began to share the recent gossip with him: "Well, you can say anything, some people say that His Majesty wants to get rid of you, and wipe out Gu Yuanjin's left and right arm. Some people say..."

"say what?"

"...Hey, it's all nonsense anyway." Yang Lin waved his hand.

Gu Jingyuan: "I said that I have a special status, and said that His Majesty didn't want to be a fool and keep me by his side, so he wanted to get rid of me directly while I was not in Beijing."

Yang Lin looked at him distressedly: "Jing Yuan..."

"It wasn't him who did it."

Gu Jingyuan already smiled indifferently.

Yang Lin said: "Of course I know it can't be His Majesty. He, my father, and you are all in the same camp. How can others not understand your Emperor? How could he do such a stupid thing!"

After speaking, he asked again: "But I'm just curious, who sent the assassin to kill you? My father is also very concerned about this matter, so does Wenquxing have any clues?"

Gu Jingyuan said bluntly, "No one."

Yang Lin: "?"

After a while, Second Young Master Yang was so angry that he slapped himself on the thigh.

"Just look at me!" The second son stopped eating melon seeds, and stared at Gu Jingyuan: "How can you get hurt with your ability?! Unless you did it yourself! Gu Jingyuan, you are crazy!"

Gu Jingyuan still held the teacup, but smiled silently.

After Second Young Master Yang got over excited, he slowly opened his mouth: "The adoptive father suffered a heavy loss in this incident. If I don't get a little bit of trauma, he will definitely suspect me completely. Besides..."

"What more?"

Gu Jingyuan grinned, and once again made the red mark on the brow bone look a little strange.

"Besides, only if His Majesty stabs me with a knife can my adoptive father feel at ease."

"???" Yang Er stared puzzledly: "Why did His Majesty stab the knife again?"

Gu Jingyuan explained patiently: "No matter who comes to assassinate me, the crime will eventually fall on His Majesty."

"Ah."

"But no matter what the facts are, as long as Gu Yuanjin feels that he can drive a wedge between me and His Majesty at any time."

"Uh-huh."

"My adoptive father is relieved, this matter is over, and no one will be harmed. Even General Huo who is responsible for protecting me." Gu Jingyuan gently stroked the lines on the teacup, and his voice was extremely flat when he told this.

No waves.

It was as if everything was under his control and there were no accidents.

"...!!!" Second Young Master Yang seemed to understand, and exclaimed, "Gu Jingyuan! You are so smart!"

But he soon felt wrong again.

"But you hired a killer to kill yourself, isn't that too risky?..."

Second Young Master Yang couldn't express this strange feeling.

He just felt that Gu Jingyuan's injury could have been spared.

With Gu Jingyuan's intelligence, there must be a better way.

Gu Jingyuan moistened his throat.

"Of course there are other reasons."

"What else?"

a lot of.

Gu Jingyuan looked at him with black and white eyes.

He suddenly laughed, and slowly spit out a few words: "This is how it's fun."

Yang Ershao: "..."

"Okay, just kidding me, you're not righteous enough... Oh, no, it's still wrong." Second Young Master Yang also looked at Jing Yuan: "I don't care what happened between you and Your Majesty before, but now you Don't hesitate to hurt yourself..."

Yang Lin suddenly approached him: "Jing Yuan, you don't really like His Majesty, do you?"

Hearing this, Gu Jingyuan smiled even wider.

This time, it was as if he had heard some joke, and there was a smile on his lips.

Gu Jingyuan usually acts in a low-key manner, with a handsome appearance and a thin figure, at first glance he seems to have a weak and bookish air.

But when you really smile, it is like the colorful petals spreading all over the mountains and plains in April in the world, publicized and vivid.

Gu Jingyuan shook his head, "No."

After talking about business, I went to the restaurant downstairs in Yangsheng with Young Master Yang, and Gu Jingyuan went back to his room alone at night.

He gently unbuttoned the buttons on his clothes, bit by bit, layer by layer, and finally, the scar on his shoulder was exposed in the bronze mirror.

Along with the scars, there were dense red marks all over his body.

Gu Jingyuan touched the wound on his shoulder.

Just touching it wasn't enough, he pressed down hard with his fingers.

That injury has completely healed.

No more pain.

On the contrary, it was the nonsense last night and this morning, and I still felt a little uncomfortable when I was asked too much.

Gu Jingyuan gently closed his eyes.

The pain became clearer, spreading wantonly in his body.

When he opened his eyes again, the beautiful young man in the mirror also slowly opened his eyes.

Beneath the deep red marks, there is a coldness spreading in the eyes.

The next day Gu Jingyuan went to court.

Then there was a literary battle between Dayi and Changguo as scheduled.

Everyone in the government and the public knows that Gu Jingyuan is the rare Wenqu star in the Dayi Dynasty.

But if you really want to talk about talent, no one in the entire Central Plains can compare with him.

Among the envoys sent by Chang Guo this time, the three civil servants are all well-known people in the world.

But a literary battle lasted only an hour, and Changguo was already defeated.

Before Gu Jingyuan arrived in the imperial city, none of the civil and military officials in Dayi thought they would win.

But after Gu Jingyuan stepped into the imperial city, no one thought he would lose.

In the main hall, every Da Yiren straightened his back.

All eyes were on the young man in the fiery red court uniform.

Gu Jingyuan's neck grew upwards, revealing a section of fair and smooth skin above the collar of the court dress, gentle and handsome.

His waist is ridiculously thin.

The waist is slender and flexible, and the thin figure is paired with the high waist style of the official uniform, which makes the complicated and old-fashioned court clothes wear a different style.

Or charm.

Slowly speaking, Gu Jingyuan's literary talent is the first, but in terms of appearance and temperament alone, no one can match it in the entire Central Plains.

Everyone in the world, the literati who were famous in the Central Plains in Changguo, looked at the young man in front of him, and couldn't help sighing: "...I didn't expect that there would be such a talented person in Yiguo. I am ashamed of myself."

At this moment, whether they want to or not, everyone is looking after Jing Yuan.

But Gu Jingyuan's eyes were falling on the Ninth Five Lord above the dragon chair.

It wasn't until he heard him say this that he looked away, hurriedly said a few polite words, and his originally fair complexion was slightly smudged with pink.

During the competition, the tongue-smart lotus flower would not feel anything, but after the competition, Gu Jingyuan was still the humble and steady Gu Jingyuan.

On the seat of supremacy, the young emperor quietly looked at the young man with a slender waist wrapped in a red dress below him, his eyes could not help but shine a little.

Everyone in Changguo praised him from the bottom of their hearts. Long Yanzhao slightly hooked his lips, and said in a deep and mellow voice, "Yaoyang is indeed the best."

Yaoyang is Gu Jingyuan's word.

In public, Emperor Yuwen always called him this way.

After Wendou, Emperor Yuwen personally entertained the envoys of the Chang Kingdom for a banquet, accompanied by civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty.

By the time the banquet ended, it was already evening.

All the officials dispersed, only Gu Jingyuan was left behind.

This time he was called directly to His Majesty's bedroom.

After entering the palace, Gu Jingyuan stretched out his hand, and took off the heavy court clothes that he had been wearing all day for His Majesty.

Just as he took off his belt, his movements were stopped by someone. Emperor Yu Wen held his slender hand with well-defined phalanges, and said to Gu Jingyuan, "I heard that the rewards sent to me yesterday, Ah Yuan didn't pay much attention."

Gu Jingyuan let him hold on, shook his head lightly and said, "I don't want any rewards."

"This is going to be difficult." Long Yanzhao exerted force on his hands, and Gu Jingyuan bent his knees and sat on his lap.

Emperor Yuwen played with the slender waist, and sighed: "Ah Yuan has made great achievements again today, what do you think I should reward you for?"

Gu Jingyuan raised his eyes to look at him, his peach-blossom eyes were slightly blurred, his pupils cut water, and the ends of his eyes were red, like a pool of clear spring water, one could see to the end at a glance.

And those eyes, at this moment, are full of Emperor Yuwen's appearance.

"You want me?" Emperor Yuwen was stunned for a moment and then sneered, "I just gave it to you yesterday, and you want it again today?"

Gu Jingyuan lowered his eyebrows and remained silent.

Not long after, Gu Jingyuan's court clothes landed.

The court clothes of officials of the second grade of Dayi happened to be red.

It's not the bright red that Gu Jingyuan usually likes to wear, it's darker, crimson red.

But when Long Yanzhao saw him, he could always think of the scene when he met Gu Jingyuan for the first time.

Red-clothed, black-haired, with a clean face and a cold expression.

It is both abstinent and somewhat strange, which makes people easily confused when they see it. If you want to stop, you can't help but look at it a few more times.

No one can wear a court dress like this.

Except for Gu Jingyuan.

Everyone said that it was because Mr. Gu has a good waist.

Just standing there with his waist tight, he was already too ostentatious.

But it was not like that for Long Yanzhao.

His gaze fell on the red mark on the edge of Gu Jingyuan's brow bone, and he stared at it for a long time.

But thinking of the scene when everyone in the court today was staring at Gu Jingyuan, and Gu Jingyuan was only looking at himself, suddenly a thought occurred to him.

Long Yanzhao looked down, trying to see his eyes.

It's a pity that Gu Jingyuan closed his eyes.

Long Yanzhao thought to himself, that's right, Gu Jingyuan seldom opened his eyes when he was teased like this.

Sometimes it's because I'm tired, sometimes because I'm thin-skinned and shy.

Long Yanzhao didn't force him, perhaps it was Gu Jingyuan's slightly trembling eyelids and slight shyness that pleased him, he touched the slightly swollen abdomen of the other party, and said with a nasty smile: "The reward I gave to Gu Qing, Mr. Gu Still satisfied?"