Daoist always thinks I'm scumbag for him

But after a few words, Qingyuan and Gu Jing went to the courtyard of the Empress Dowager. She lived alone in the palace, followed by an elderly nun, wearing a gray cassock, but she did not reduce her aggressive aura at all. .

Seeing Qingyuan and Gu Jing, the young and fierce queen mother showed a smile, she said unhurriedly, "You guys are here, come and sit down."

Qingyuan and Gu Jing sat aside, the nanny poured the tea in front of them, the queen mother took a sip from the somewhat rough tea bowl, "There is poverty in the Buddhist temple, Your Majesty must not dislike the bitterness of this tea."

Qingyuan took the tea bowl and took a sip silently, then put it down and pushed it away calmly. It can't be said that the bitterness is hard to drink, but it really makes people not want to drink it.

Seeing his movements, Gu Jing swallowed the tea in his mouth, and immediately brought the tea in front of Qingyuan to himself, and said softly, "It's a long journey, I'm thirsty, don't blame your majesty."

The Empress Dowager looked at the movements of the two, and a shrewd light flashed in her eyes.

She seemed to be caught in some kind of memory, and a dignified voice sounded in front of the two of them, "When Aijia was young, he traveled with the first emperor. At that time, there were many battles and there was not enough food. Aijia suffered all kinds of hardships."

When she was young, she traveled around with the late emperor, and even gave birth to her son in a carriage. Although she is half a hundred now, the heroic spirit can be seen in her eyes.

Qingyuan knew that her move was definitely not just drinking tea, so she quietly waited for her next words.

The Queen Mother beckoned, and the nurse behind her handed over a picture scroll, which was rolled out little by little, and on it was a lifelike painting of landscapes, insects and birds.

The color is light and elegant, and the brush strokes are clear and shallow. A few strokes can outline a natural charm.

The queen mother said, "What do you think of this painting, Your Majesty?"

Qingyuan's eyes flicked over the painting, and his voice was difficult to discern, "It's still good."

Aristocratic families love painting, everyone in Dayong is arty and elegant, and literati are proud of their exquisite paintings. Although there is an imperial examination system nowadays, they are not ambiguous. If the candidates have a high level of painting skills and have a certain reputation in the society, the examiners will judge more. point.

And those candidates tried their best to recommend themselves to the family. It can be said that most of the people in the court today are involved with the family, and the most powerful among them is the Huo family.

Not only that, in a certain year when the first emperor was in office, 57 of the 35 tribute students were from the Bingzhou generation, and only one-third of the other places combined.

The Empress Dowager's eyes fell on Gu Jing, who got up knowingly and retreated out. Behind her, the nanny disappeared at some point, and there were only mother and son left in the hall.

The Empress Dowager suddenly sighed, she looked at the cloudy tea soup in the tea bowl, and said slowly, "I don't want more women in the world to taste the hardships that the Ai family has suffered."

There are many reasons for the overthrow of the former dynasty, but one thing is undeniable. The aristocratic clan held a lot of wealth and power, and the peasants in the world had no food to eat. If they did not resist, they would not be able to survive.

Fortunately, they succeeded, but no one can say how long this success will last.

Qingyuan tapped his fingers on the table. He was always gentle and elegant, and this time was no exception. He only said in a low voice, "I understand what the Queen Mother means."

He didn't know what he thought of, his brows were slightly closed, and his demeanor was a bit deep.

The Empress Dowager said, "The Ai family heard that there is no woman in His Majesty's palace yet. I wonder when His Majesty will choose a concubine?"

Qingyuan slowly fell to the back of the chair, most of his figure was shrouded in the shadow of the hall, the Empress Dowager couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, she could only hear his voice that couldn't distinguish between emotions and anger, "I don't know how to choose a concubine, no There are women, and there will be no heirs."

The Empress Dowager's expression turned ugly for a moment, and the teacup in her hand fell to the ground. After the piercing sound, there was a long silence.

Qingyuan looked at her calmly, "I will fulfill the responsibility of an emperor, a country with clean rivers and clean seas, and the people will not care about the emperor's surname and whose blood runs through his body."

The Empress Dowager's chest was heaving violently. She rubbed her head with her hands. The palms of her hands were not delicate, and could even be said to be a little rough. They were calluses left behind when she was young. Do a lot of work.

Qingyuan slowly looked away, "There are many children in the clan, I have seen them too, they are talented and intelligent."

His tone was gentle, and his tone was not aggressive, but the Queen Mother knew that his mind had been made and no one could change it.

She calmed down slowly, "Go and call Gu Jing in, the Ai family has something to tell him."

Hearing this, Qingyuan frowned and said, "If the queen mother is angry, just pour it on me." The underlying meaning: Don't embarrass Gu Jing.

The queen mother choked on her chest when she heard the words, and said through gritted teeth, "Aijia is not that shameless."

Qingyuan was still worried, looked at her face carefully, found no trace of lying, and walked out, Gu Jing stood under the tree in the courtyard, his robe was blown by the wind, he was as clear and elegant as green bamboo, and only said in a gentle voice ,"His Majesty".

Qingyuan walked over, looking at Gu Jing with complicated eyes, "The Queen Mother told you to go over."

Gu Jing nodded slightly, and immediately went in by himself.

Qingyuan was the only person left in the courtyard, he left the courtyard a little bored, and walked around the temple path slowly by himself.

Unknowingly, I walked to the clear pool in the temple. The pool was surrounded by railings, and a lotus flower was carved in the center. The leaves below were hidden in the water, and some copper coins were scattered beside the leaves, which were left by the pilgrims.

Qingyuan looked at it, and wanted to throw copper coins, but he didn't even have half a body on his body, only a crystal clear jade hanging on his waist.

He untied the jade and weighed it in his hands. He could throw it away, or it could fall on the leaves, but it might be broken into pieces.

In the end, he didn't throw it out, and he lowered his eyes and tied it around his waist again, but suddenly there was a voice like pearls falling to the ground, "Do you have any wish?"

Qingyuan raised his eyes to look, but saw a man in white clothes standing beside him, with black hair hanging down, and his whole body was a little cold, like snow in the mountains, without any dust.

Qingyuan paused, then said slowly, "I can't really tell what my wish is, but it's a little... tricky."

The Huo family in Bingzhou, the military power of the sixteen states of Yanyun, these things must be taken back one by one.

To be honest, it's quite annoying.

Jing Chen evoked a smile, looked at the simple and calm person beside him, and said quietly, "I will help you."

Qingyuan's eyes slowly fell on him. The person in front of him should be about the same age as Gu Jing, but there was a touch of purity between his brows. It was not like Huo Yanyu's arrogance and innocence. The simplicity of the world is like a mountain spirit that has just transformed into a human form.

There is no distinction between good and evil, good and evil, but simply doing things according to the preferences in your heart.

Qingyuan was suddenly amused by his inner guess, and there was a slight arc between his lips, "How do you want to help me?"

Jingchen said, "I can help you in any way, as long as you ask, I will agree to anything." His eyes were serious, and when he spoke like this, his eyes were full of Qingyuan's figure, as if he was the only one in his eyes.

Qingyuan chuckled, "Then you are helping me by living a good life."

Jingchen looked at him with some puzzlement, and his voice sounded a little confused, "What is a good life?"

Qingyuan patted the railing lightly with his palm, "Eat enough, clothe yourself warmly, live and work in peace and contentment," he said subtly, looking at a pair of fish swimming in the pool, "If it's better, it's to be with the person you like, safe and secure. steady."

None of those superfluous things.

It took a long time to come out, and Qingyuan thought it was time to go back.

He said to the people beside him, "If there is a destiny in the future, we will see you again."

Jingchen looked at his back, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on his shoulders, as if it had been coated with a layer of golden light, he slowly watched him disappear, until he could no longer see him, then looked back, whispered out Voice, "Be with the person you like."

He raised his lips, his body was still a little cold, his eyes were full of innocence, and then he left slowly.

When we arrived at the Empress Dowager's residence, Gu Jing was already outside the door, "Your Majesty," Gu Jing said softly, "It's getting late now, why don't we start our journey tomorrow."

Qingyuan turned his head to look at the golden afterglow in the sky, "Alright."

It gets dark very quickly in autumn. If you start your journey at this time, it will be completely dark before you reach the city gate. Anyway, there is no major event recently, and it is okay to miss the morning court for a day.

They stayed in the same room, there were many people in the Buddhist temple these days, Qingyuan and Gu Jing lived in the same room, although it was simple, but it was cleaned very clean.

After he finished washing, he was lying on the bed alone, but he saw Gu Jing slowly getting on the bed. He was wearing a moon-white singlet with a big neckline, and now he leaned over slightly and could see the jade-like moist texture inside, Gu Jing He said softly, "Your Majesty, I will serve you to undress."

As he spoke, he leaned closer to Qingyuan, touched the coiled dragon buttons on Qingyuan's chest with his slender fingers, and then slowly unbuttoned them one by one, his fingers touched his chest inadvertently, with a slight itchiness.

The person in front of him has fair skin, and when he lowers his eyes, he can see thick eyelashes. When the eyelashes tremble slightly, there is some inexplicable meaning. Qingyuan inexplicably recalls the scene when this person's eyelashes were soaked with tears. Her eyes were full of water, and the end of her eyes had the color of rouge, which was deceptive.

Qingyuan paused, then stopped his downward hand, "I will do it myself."

It's not that he has no experience, but to have this kind of feeling for Gu Jing, it's really...too beastly.

Qingyuan silently reflected on himself, and immediately turned his back to change his clothes. During this period, his hair stood on end, as if being stared at by a beast, with a scalp-numbing panic.

He looked back and found that Gu Jing was already lying on the bed with his black hair scattered on the bed. When he saw him looking over, he showed a slight smile, "Your Majesty".

Qingyuan silently turned his head away again, secretly thinking that he was thinking too much.

After changing, he lay down next to Gu Jing, who blew out the candle, leaving a dark room.

The night at the Buddhist temple is very quiet, but there is a faint sound of wooden fish, which does not disturb the rest, but has a mysterious sense of desolation and remoteness.

For some reason, Qingyuan couldn't fall asleep. Gu Jing moved closer and asked in a low voice, "Is there something on your mind? If you don't mind, just say it, and I can help your majesty."

Qingyuan said, "I don't have any worries, I'm just thinking about some things about the Huo family in Bingzhou."

Gu Jingwen said, "Your Majesty treats Your Majesty very well. If Your Majesty is alienated from His Majesty because of this matter, it would be too..." He paused for a moment, and then said as if he was a little embarrassed, "I don't understand."

A subtle emotion suddenly appeared in Qingyuan's heart. He wanted to say something several times, but he couldn't find a suitable sentence.

Gu Jing said, "I'm a little blunt, but what I say is from the bottom of my heart. Your Majesty won't blame you, will you?"

The feeling in Qingyuan's heart became more and more subtle, "It's okay, I won't blame you."

It just feels weird, but I can't tell.

He said, "Go to sleep."

Gu Jing responded, and stopped talking, the room was silent, only the sound of the two people's shallow breathing.

In the middle of the night, when the drizzle fell, drips fell on the window sills, and the sweeping chill permeated the room little by little. Someone stuck to him while he was half asleep and half awake. With the warm temperature, Qingyuan was still a little rational, Just as he was about to push the person away, he heard a sleepy whisper from between his lips and teeth, "It's so cold~"

Qingyuan thought for a while, then withdrew his arm, and then covered him with the quilt and tucked it tightly. Gu Jing's health is not very good, and it's normal to be afraid of the cold, so just... let him.

The author has something to say: Gu Jing: Huo Yanyu is not sensible.

Qingyuan: ...

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