I don't want to play anymore

When Gu Jingyuan woke up again, it was still dark outside, and there were only two floor lamps lit in the bedroom, which was very dark and would not hurt people's eyes.

But there is light.

Gu Jingyuan sat up from the bed.

A head of black hair spread out, just hanging down at the waist.

His expression was still in a daze, as if he couldn't tell where he was for a while.

After reacting for a while, Gu Jingyuan came out from behind the screen. The candlelight outside was much stronger than inside, and Emperor Yuwen was sitting on the desk outside writing a memorial.

The Dayi Dynasty was a world conquered by our ancestors by force, and generations valued martial arts over literature.

It’s just that the throne has been passed down for so many generations, and now Dayi’s national strength is prosperous, and its borders are stable and peaceful. If you want to let the people live a better life, you must adjust the policy and change the country’s laws.

There is so much to do.

Encouraging the development of agriculture and animal husbandry, wanting to disband the army, encouraging soldiers to go home to farm, and reducing or exempting taxes, no matter what, it touches the interests of too many people.

Also bear unimaginable pressure.

From this point of view, Long Yanzhao is indeed a good emperor with ambition and foresight.

Emperor Yuwen heard the footsteps, and when he looked up, he saw Gu Jingyuan wrapped in snow clothes, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Ah Yuan is awake?"

"Ah."

Emperor Yuwen paused his hand holding the vermilion pen, and said to Gu Jingyuan, "Come here."

Gu Jingyuan moved over in small steps.

He didn't say he was satisfied last night until the end, he was too hard, and walking now is really a bit strenuous.

When approaching the Ninth Five-Year Lord, he was grabbed by the waist by His Majesty, and he was pulled into a large chair to sit with him.

Looking down at Gu Jingyuan's white and round toes, Long Yanzhao frowned and said, "Ah Yuan doesn't wear shoes and socks."

Gu Jingyuan said: "Your Majesty, the earth dragon is burning here, and the minister is not cold."

"That's not allowed."

Gu Jingyuan lowered his brows and smiled slightly, as he agreed.

Although Long Yanzhao knew that it would probably be like this next time.

"A Yuan, you are really different from others." The Ninth Five-Year Venerable sincerely sighed.

Ah Yuan has been very sensible to help His Majesty study ink.

She still has a low eyebrow and a pleasing appearance, but Gu Jingyuan's back is very straight, her fingers holding the ink stick are white and slender, with protruding knuckles, and her posture for grinding ink is standard, with moderate strength.

The action is beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

The developed ink is also thick and light, just right.

Gu Jingyuan asked: "What's the difference?"

Looking at his movements, Long Yanzhao said: "For example, Mr. Gu is an extremely elegant person, who can polish his skills in ordinary times, and even when he is turned into a red wave, he can also scream in front of me."

"..."

Gu Jingyuan's hand that rubbed the ink paused, and his face immediately turned red.

Long Yanzhao likes him like this.

The emperor continued to tease him: "For another example, Gu Shilang has always been obedient and obedient in front of me, but sitting with me on the dragon chair does not feel a bit presumptuous... Oh, come back, do I want you to go down?"

Seeing that someone put down the ink stick and was about to get up, Long Yanzhao quickly grabbed him, "I just said that you are not allowed to go to the ground without wearing shoes, and now you forgot?"

Gu Jingyuan lowered his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, it's the minister who has overstepped."

Long Yanzhao pinched his slender waist, held him in his arms and ordered him: "Continue grinding."

Gu Jingyuan stopped talking and rubbed the ink obediently.

Long Yanzhao was speechless by his docile appearance, so he could only sigh: "Sometimes I really don't know whether you are obedient or disobedient, Ah Yuan."

Gu Jingyuan smiled with a good temper, a very shy and reserved smile, lightly touching the tip of the heart, itching, as if being scratched by something.

This is Gu Jingyuan's unique charm.

It was different from that person's eye-catching smile in Long Yanzhao's memory, but it was also very pleasing to the eye.

……

After the ink was finished, the emperor asked Gu Jingyuan to go to sleep.

"It's only the third watch, and today is Muxiu again, so there's no need to go to court, Ah Yuan, let's go back to sleep."

Gu Jingyuan looked at the mountain of memorials piled up on the case, and shook his head: "Your Majesty, I will help you."

Not all the memorials submitted from all over the country are useful information.

On the contrary, a lot of it is nonsense.

The emperor is also a human being, and it takes a lot of time to read some useless memorials every day. Gu Jingyuan still has a job before leaving Beijing, which is to help His Majesty sort out and mark out the useful things in the memorials.

This job, not the emperor can fully trust people can not do it.

But since Gu Jingyuan and His Majesty communicated with each other and established a common goal, they began to do this.

Long Yanzhao believed him.

The Ninth Five-Year Lord has always employed people without doubting them, and not using them when doubting them.

Long Yanzhao asked him: "Aren't you resting? Ah Yuan has only been back to Beijing for two days."

Gu Jingyuan shook his head, "I want to help His Majesty share the burden."

Long Yanzhao smiled lightly, his brows were full of handsomeness and vigor, and he didn't seem to be tired after a long day of sleepless nights. When he smiled, he was even more handsome and unrestrained, like a king of heaven.

"Do you feel sorry for me?"

The Nine-Five Lord stretched out his hand, gently lifted Gu Jingyuan's chin, and looked at this face up close.

Gu Jingyuan had just been molested, her face was still red, and even the eye-catching scar on her brow bone looked too cute.

And it was him who dared to meet Long Yanzhao's gaze and look straight at him.

Gu Jingyuan said seriously: "Your Majesty smells very good."

Long Yanzhao raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Huh?"

Gu Jingyuan said honestly: "I want to hear more about it."

"……what."

It's no surprise that one of his subjects suddenly burst out with such a love story, Long Yanzhao is already used to it.

Gu Jingyuan's love words are always said in such a serious tone.

But once blurted out, it is particularly provocative.

Couldn't help touching the other person's brow bone, Yuwen Emperor Long was overjoyed and said with a smile: "Well, then Ah Yuan will stay here with me for a while longer."

His Majesty got up early, and Mr. Gu also got up, so the palace lights in the bedroom were completely lit.

Gu Jingyuan went to wash up briefly, and then came back to help the emperor review the memorial.

Wen Quxing can see things very quickly, with ten lines at a glance, and Long Yanzhao's efficiency has really improved a lot.

After the dawn of the golden rooster and dawn, the memorials piled up on the desk had almost been processed.

"Let's eat first." Emperor Yuwen stretched his waist and motioned Eunuch Hong to deliver the meal.

"Okay." Gu Jingyuan responded, flipping through the memorial that was already in his hand, with the intention of finishing it since he had already read it, and started to read it directly.

Halfway through seeing it, Gu Jingyuan paused, and couldn't help raising his eyes to look at Long Yanzhao: "Your Majesty... has someone repaired the northern palace in the past few months?"

As soon as he said this, the entire palace fell into silence for a moment.

Eunuch Hong, who had just passed the meal, bowed his head, and the others dared not make the slightest sound.

The northern palace is the place where His Majesty lived in exile in the early years.

It was there that he met that person.

After so many years, that place is like that one, an existence that cannot be easily mentioned in front of His Majesty.

It's all taboo.

Long Yanzhao looked at Gu Jingyuan, although the young emperor looks heroic, but those who often deal with him know that His Majesty has a bad temper.

Just like his appearance, when he smiles, spring returns and everything on the earth recovers.

As for when he's not smiling...

It just makes people feel cold.

Long Yanzhao was still smiling at this moment.

He looked at Gu Jingyuan: "What? What does Ah Yuan think?"

Gu Jingyuan then stated his thoughts in detail: "I think the north is a place of bitter cold, which is not suitable for building a palace. The northern palace has also been abandoned for many years. If it is to be repaired, it will require a lot of construction work, and it will be a bit of a big deal..."

Emperor Yuwen raised his hand to stop him, and explained: "Although no one has lived in the palace for many years, the houses and gardens are still there. I just ordered people to repair it a little bit, and it will not waste people's money. Ah Yuan, don't worry about it."

"But why bother, Your Majesty..." Gu Jingyuan frowned slightly, obviously not convinced.

He pursed his lips for a while, and then suddenly said: "Your Majesty, is it because of Mr. Cheng..."

"Jing Yuan." Long Yanzhao interrupted him again, his voice was hoarse and dull.

"You are presumptuous."

Gu Jingyuan's expression froze, and he immediately knelt down.

The emperor showed his power, and all the servants in the bedroom knelt down in unison.

Emperor Yuwen stood with his hands behind his back, and the whole bedroom was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

He looked down at Gu Jingyuan from a high position, the corners of his lips were almost stretched into a straight line, and his eyes were terribly deep.

After a few breaths, Long Yanzhao withdrew his gaze, flicked his sleeves, and walked out in big strides.

"I still have important matters to discuss with the ministers...put it in the study room."

"Hey." Eunuch Hong glanced at Gu Jingyuan who was on the ground, and stood up tremblingly to keep up.

But the emperor said again: "There is no need to follow. Eunuch Hong stays here and serves Mr. Gu for breakfast."

"...The servant obeys the order."

Hong Taiquan didn't dare to stand up until Emperor Yuwen had disappeared.

Turning around, seeing Gu Jingyuan still kneeling there, he hurried back to help Gu Jingyuan.

"Master Gu, Your Majesty is gone, you should get up quickly."

Gu Jingyuan had long tied his hair into a bun with jade hairpins. At this time, he was sticking to Xin's long neck, with his back straight, staring blankly at the direction where Emperor Yuwen was leaving, until he was helped up by someone. back to God.

Xu Shi didn't sleep well last night, Gu Jingyuan's face looked a little pale at this moment.

Seeing that he felt pitiful, Hong Taiquan couldn't help but say a few more words: "Hey, Mr. Gu, you have always been very measured, why can't you understand His Majesty's wink this time?"

Gu Jingyuan pursed the corner of her lower lip again, and closed her eyes again: "I was the one who talked too much."

Hong Gonggong said: "That place can't be mentioned! What's more, there is that one?! Can't mention it, can't even mention it..."

Gu Jingyuan didn't speak.

Ordinary people, let alone young people with a youthful heart, if they encounter such a situation, they will probably ask why they can't be mentioned, and where it is.

But Gu Jingyuan would not.

Gu Jingyuan never asked.

Gu Jingyuan just said: "Thank you, Eunuch Hong, for your suggestion."

Eunuch Hong likes him for that.

He is an old man in the palace, and he grew up watching His Majesty. "Don't inquire about the things in the palace if you don't need to know about them." He has said this too many times and mentioned it to too many people.

Gu Jingyuan was the first person who didn't need him to tell, nor would he inquire about it.

Therefore, Eunuch Hong sometimes involuntarily loves him and favors him.

Lord Gu is too sensible and cherishes His Majesty too much.

It's a pity that His Majesty...

After all, it is the Son of Heaven.

When the Son of Heaven spoils you, you can be both a star and a moon.

When you are not favored, you have to kneel before you are asked to kneel.

The most cool thing is the emperor's house.

Long Yanzhao went to the imperial study for breakfast, and was about to announce that several important ministers would enter the palace to discuss matters, when someone reported that the Young Master of the Guangping Palace had come to visit the saint.

Long Yanzhao said, "Quickly, please come in, Young Master."

King Guangping is one of the few remaining kings with different surnames in the ruling and opposition parties.

Now stationed in the northwest area, with millions of soldiers.

Although he is a king with a different surname, he is also loyal to the emperor and patriotic.When Long Yanzhao was 16 years old, he was able to take charge of the government under the condition that the regent and his relatives controlled the government, which was inseparable from the strong support of King Quang Binh.

Therefore, Long Yanzhao has always been close to the Guangping Palace, and he is even close to his son Zhuo Yangqing.

"My minister sees Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live, long live."

After Zhuo Yangqing came in, he saluted first, Long Yanzhao put down Zhu Pian's imperial brush and raised his hand: "Get up quickly."

"Oh." Zhuo Yangqing answered and got up.

A eunuch brought him a chair, and placed it in front of the emperor's desk in the royal study, Long Yanzhao smiled and waved to him, "Come and sit, tell me, why do you have time to visit me in the palace today?"

"Don't mention it, the queen mother is still thinking about my marriage, so let me go to pay her respects. I woke up early this morning and didn't feel that I had enough sleep." Zhuo Yangqing stretched hard while speaking. Waist, picked up the teacup to try to drink tea sober.

He is a little younger than Long Yanzhao, and he is full of youthful disposition.But his appearance is not bad, and his clothes are full of dignity, plus he is the emperor's brother. He is actually the hottest son in Beijing, so naturally many people have his eyes on him.

Long Yanzhao laughed, and said: "You are such an adult, you haven't married yet. Master Zhuo has been fighting outside all year round and has no time to take care of your marriage. Naturally, someone should care about it."

"Your Majesty's tone really resembles that of the Empress Dowager, no wonder they are mother and son." Zhuo Yangqing said: "But the Empress Dowager can indulge Her Majesty to mess around for another two years, and if she doesn't establish a concubine, why is she so anxious when I come to my place? ..."

Before he finished speaking, the smile on Emperor Yuwen's face faded a lot.

Zhuo Yangqing realized that his words were inappropriate, so he quickly changed his words and said, "Hey, but then again, Your Majesty, you have a light in your heart, and your love for that person is as deep as the ocean, even if the Queen Mother is in a hurry to deal with it, it's useless. What about me?" , I haven’t liked anyone, there is only a blank sheet of paper, and the queen mother is so tight with me.”

"You have become more and more able to speak recently."

Long Yanzhao laughed again: "Master Zhuo has contributed a lot to guarding the northwest border. There are countless people in the court who want to marry you. The empress mother is impatient. She must want to introduce her nieces to you."

"Exactly!" Zhuo Yangqing folded the folding fan and threw herself on the ground, "I really let His Majesty talk, and the minister said something that shouldn't be said, Your Majesty, the appearance of your cousins...is true Rangchen has no intention of getting married."

"Okay." Long Yanzhao sneered, "Don't be poor."

"I'm telling the truth. If anyone has the appearance of Mr. Gu... Of course, I'm talking about a woman, then I will follow!"

When Zhuo Yangqing said this, he looked at Long Yanzhao's face, paused for a moment, and couldn't help gossiping: "By the way, the emperor, I just heard on the road that Mr. Gu offended you this morning?"

Long Yanzhao was also drinking tea.

Hearing this, he paused and looked at Zhuo Yangqing, "Even you have heard of such a trivial matter?"

"Hey, look at what you said, how can there be small things around the emperor?"

Long Yanzhao's face darkened, and he pondered: "You're right, I do have a lot of eyes and ears around me."

It's time to deal with it.

Zhuo Yangqing's focus was clearly on: "Then how did Mr. Gu offend the Emperor?"

Long Yanzhao looked up at him: "Master Gu is very interested in Master Gu?"

"I'm just curious. Mr. Gu is such a smart person, and he is a typical respectful and obedient person. How could he do things that annoy the emperor? Curious, too curious!"

"Who said he bored me?" Long Yanzhao put down his teacup, his eyes narrowed slightly, he seemed to be smiling, showing a little danger.

He talked about what happened in the morning.

"I just don't like people mentioning those things, I hate it..." Long Yanzhao's eyes became horrified, "People in this palace really know how to make things up."

"Be good and not get bored."

Zhuo Yangqing reopened the folding fan, put it on his chest and shook it, "But Mr. Gu doesn't like the emperor's renovation of the northern palace, is he worried about your treatment of that... that is, he may think that you repaired the palace to get close to that person ?... That's why you insist on stopping it?"

Long Yanzhao was taken aback when he heard the words, then shook his head and laughed: "No. Yaoyang is not such a jealous person."

"How does the emperor know?"

Zhuo Yangqing shook his folding fan more violently, "People like him who usually keep silent are the scariest. People like them have strong goals and never say what they want. But when they do things, they are always Hit and hit."

Long Yanzhao raised his eyebrows: "You seem to know Mr. Gu very well."

"It's not that I understand Mr. Gu, but I think that a smart person like Mr. Gu can be so obedient... Your Majesty doesn't think that Mr. Gu's eyes seem to be able to tell stories. There are too many things? Your majesty, can you tell me?" careful……"

Zhuo Yangqing was talking at length, almost shaking his head.

It's just that before he finished speaking, he felt a sharp gaze, which made his whole body ache.

Strictly speaking, Long Yanzhao has a pair of red phoenix eyes, which look like lacquer spots, and his eyes are sharp. When he looks at people intently and seriously, it will make people tremble with fear.

Zhuo Yangqing felt a little trembling now.

He stopped shaking his fan, and it became heavier and heavier.

It wasn't until I heard Long Yanzhao's laughter again that the heaviness disappeared.

Long Yanzhao straightened his body and looked at him: "General Zhuo is so brave to practice elite soldiers on the battlefield to fight against the enemy. The young master doesn't learn how to practice martial arts like your father. Instead, he holds a folding fan all day long, just like a storyteller outside dress up."

"I'm no good at practicing martial arts, but it's not bad to be a storyteller."

The young master said indifferently, "I just look around and talk about the excitement. Your Majesty, don't take it to heart if you say something wrong."

Naturally, the emperor would not blame Zhuo Yangqing, it is the characteristic of this young master to be open-mouthed, not to mention that Long Yanzhao always remembered that when he was brought back to the capital from the North a few years ago, he was alone and helpless, surrounded by a No one spoke.

It was Zhuo Yangqing who was the first to run over to get close to him.

The two chatted about other things, and suddenly someone came to report that Gu Jingyuan had been sent to Yong'an Palace by the Queen Mother.

Zhuo Yangqing once again showed that watching the excitement is not a big deal: "The Queen Mother is calling Mr. Gu over now, she must have heard about what happened in the morning, and she wants to preach to Mr. Gu!"

Long Yanzhao leaned there without saying a word.

In his mind, he automatically recalled the scene he saw just now before leaving the dormitory——

Gu Jingyuan, who was dressed in bright red clothes, knelt on the ground.

The figure seemed to be easily blown away by the gust of wind, thin and weak.

One of his ankles was hanging out, white and slender, not enough to hold.

……

Gu Jingyuan still didn't wear shoes.

"Show the car." Long Yanzhao stood up from his seat suddenly: "Go to Yong'an Palace."