I just want salty fish [Transmigration Book]

Just as Ji Zheng and Ming Ci got tidied up and planned to leave this place, he suddenly heard Marquis Wu'an's voice from a distance, approaching slowly, "Cong Yun, have you found your majesty?"

Ji Zheng instantly turned his head to look behind the stone, and sure enough, as he guessed, Gu Congyun was indeed hiding there.

"That group of people just now, I don't know if they have met King Jing and were ordered by him." Marquis Wu An paused, his voice lowered, full of guard, "Is King Jing also here, together with His Majesty?" ?”

If you want to add a crime, why don't you have any trouble?

Ji Zheng silently tightened Ming Ciyue's sleeve corners, but Ming Ciyue patted him on the back as if in relief, not letting go of his intention to leave, and led him towards Marquis Wu'an.

Here is a long snowfield, and it is impossible to escape. If they want to leave, they have to ride a horse.

"Not here." Gu Congyun's voice was unique to young people, without any hesitation, "Not here, only the Holy One."

"Huh? Not here?"

Ming Ciyue and Ji Zheng were also a little surprised when they heard the words.

Gu Congyun took a step ahead of Marquis Wu An, and quickly led the horse behind the stone.He handed over the reins with one hand, and stretched out his other hand to beg for someone, as if he was about to complete a deal, he tilted his head and looked at Mingci, smiling more and more.

Ming Ci Yue didn't say a word, ignored the smile, just stopped where he was.

But Ji Zheng was in a hurry first, the protagonist was rescued, and he didn't know why he was hesitating.He pushed Ming Ciyue, and moved towards Gu Congyun's direction on his own initiative. Just as he touched a fingertip of Gu Congyun, Ming Ciyue's face turned black, and he turned around and pulled him away to go around Gu Congyun, wishing he could Go face to face with Marquis Wu'an.

Gu Congyun was so childish, he grabbed Ji Zheng's little finger and refused to let go.

Ji Zheng was caught between the two of them, being pulled back and forth, and couldn't yell angrily when she got annoyed.

With a long sigh, he took Ming Ciyue's hands, held ten pale fingertips with cold, held each of them one by one, put them in his palms to warm them, and then raised his head to look at him with wet eyes.

I was anxious in my heart, is it all right, Uncle Huang?

Only then did Ming Ciyue finally give in, put him down, wrapped his hands tightly in his cotton sleeves, and reluctantly allowed Gu Congyun to help him.He got on his horse and was about to go, so he reined in the reins, bent down, stared at him intently, and touched his neck meaningfully.

Gu Congyun won't know, only Ji Zheng knows the "jade seal" stamped there.

Fortunately, his face was already drunk red, and no matter how red it was, Ji Zheng bowed his head in shame, whipped his horse for him, and finally drove Ming Ciyue away.

As soon as Ming Ci Yue left, Marquis Wu An quickly circled behind the stone.

Seeing the drunken emperor in a mess, Marquis Wu An was still a little surprised, thinking that Ji Zheng was already unconscious, so he asked Gu Congyun without any scruples, "You really didn't see Ming Ciyue?"

Gu Congyun didn't speak, as if he was thinking and hesitating.

Ji Zheng was so anxious that he had to pinch him in the sleeve, and then he lowered his head and smiled at himself with satisfaction, and replied: "Indeed, no, the Holy One just told me when he was sober, the more Mingci couldn't bear to see his old subordinates, Put him here and go back first."

"Huh? Ming Ci Yue is willing to take the initiative to leave the emperor? It's rare..." Marquis Wu An leaned closer to take Ji Zheng again, frowning suspiciously, "Why would the Holy One spit milk? The Empress Dowager should blame him again." He muttered softly. Said, "Why does the Holy Majesty want to drink, how come I don't know whether I can drink it..."

Gu Congyun took the initiative to explain to him: "It should be a reaction after being drunk."

Ji Zheng was fully awake at this time, and seeing Wu Anhou's extremely cunning face, he was furious, pretending to be drunk, regardless of his care, and kicked heavily at him.

The Marquis of Wu'an couldn't stand still, and was kicked down in the snow, eating two mouthfuls of snow.He has been a soldier for half his life, and has a high position and authority. The empress dowager and the first emperor had to make him feel a little bit thinner. How could he have suffered such grievances? Raised his hand.

Ji Zheng snorted and said, "Well, you Marquis of Wu'an, behind my back... come back to my Yucheng Villa!"

Gu Congyun suppressed a smile, and said, "Father, this is the Holy One, not someone else."

Marquis Wu'an turned off the fire in an instant, and only gave Gu Congyun a sad look, "The Holy Majesty is bored in his spare time, you can stay with the Holy Majesty for a few more days when you enter the palace, don't forget."

Already drunk like this, let alone visiting the racetrack and Peking University, Ji Zheng has no reason to stay outside the palace any longer.With a gloomy face, Marquis Wu'an escorted him back to the capital without stopping, and went straight into the palace.

As soon as he arrived at the Yanfu Hall, Marquis Wu An immediately asked to retreat, and led a mighty force to return to the Empress Dowager.As soon as the door was closed, it was the deserted and huge emperor's bedroom again.

After going out of the palace and seeing Dabieye, where he will live in retirement, Ji Zheng dislikes his empty bedroom even more.The fragrance is still the fragrance of other people's houses, besides, there is Mingciyue in Zhengyue's mansion.

Thinking of Ming Ciyue, Ji Zheng's face burned again. The incident was so sudden that he hadn't realized what Ming Ciyue's words meant... The scorching heat that fell on his fingertips, his forehead, The entanglement in the night, kneeling for him like a sacrifice, hesitating...

From now on, when no one is around, they are no longer monarchs and ministers, no longer uncles and nephews...

"Your Majesty." Gu Congyun's voice interrupted his reverie, and he almost forgot that there was this kid following the palace.

"What are you doing!" Ji Zheng yelled viciously on purpose, "I put straw mats outside for you, and you should also sleep in the outer hall to keep watch for me, don't come in, don't sleep to death, I still have to call you when I wake up at night! "

"Ming Ciyue sleeps here to watch the night for you?" Gu Congyun suddenly laughed, "Then he is really a gentleman, a proper gentleman."

Gu Congyun strode into the inner hall, ignored Ji Zheng's struggle, and dragged him to the straw mat, "Look, Your Majesty, look at your good gentleman."

Ji Zheng scolded him a few words, and looked at the direction of his fingers. From the position where the straw mat was placed, it happened to be the angle between the gap formed by the screen and curtain. You don't need to deliberately see the inside of the dragon couch. In such a situation, if the wind happens to pass by and the curtain is gently rolled up, every move of the person lying flat inside can be seen at a glance.

The curtain of spring cannot be closed.

Ji Zheng suddenly coughed a few times, and reprimanded: "Don't use your villain's heart to judge the gentleman's belly, Ming Ciyue's back is facing me to protect me at night, unlike you, you are full of color waste!"

Gu Congyun was full of sarcasm, "Why are you so sure? You can't hear what he's thinking in his heart. You don't know what this man was thinking about during those sleepless nights, and you don't know what he's looking at when he's standing here. .”

Gu Congyun approached step by step, lifted a strand of his black hair, spoke faster and harder, and his voice became more and more ruthless: "He guards you at night to protect you? I'm afraid he has to be wary of himself the most, restraining himself at all times." Desires, suppressing instincts, warning myself that I can only watch from a distance and not eat. I don’t want to go in at night all the time, and when the Holy One is tossing and falling asleep on the dragon couch, I bully myself to suppress it..."

"Or, how do you know that he didn't sneak in, sitting on the edge of the bed and watching you by the moonlight, secretly doing something without leaving a trace, and calling you respectfully the next day, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, how well you slept last night... ..."

"Presumptuous!" A crisp sound echoed in the empty hall, and the surroundings immediately fell silent.

Ji Zheng slapped down hard, without retaining any strength.He couldn't breathe, his chest was heaving up and down.

This slap made both of them startled, and after a while, Ji Zheng withdrew his hand nonchalantly, and said in a cold voice: "Be careful when talking in the palace, I can't protect you if you are so arrogant."

Gu Congyun lowered his head and was silent for a while, when Ji Zheng thought he was going to get angry finally, he only heard a small voice, "Don't be angry with me..."

Gu Congyun came to hold his hand secretly, wanting to hook fingers with him like he did during the day, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have told you so much, I just hate the kind of people who dare to do things but dare not speak, at least I am honest with you , what I thought and what I did, I will admit it.”

Ji Zheng snorted, and shook off his hand with some guilt.

Ming Ci Yue, not that kind of person.

Ji Zheng raised his hand and touched his lips, knowing in his heart that Ye Mingci had a better chance of attacking him that day, but what did he do?He didn't do anything... even let himself use him to vent his anger.

Mingci would not belong to that kind of person, no.

Seeing him turn his back, Gu Congyun turned around to tease him, pulled his sleeves, scratched his ribs, he had no airs, no temper, he was completely different from the daytime.Ji Zheng knew his youthful nature, that's how he was, he laughed when he was happy, and made trouble when he was unhappy, he couldn't hide anything in his stomach.

"My lord." It was the little doctor who brought Chang Qing into looking for him through the back door.Only then did Ji Zheng realize that he still had business to do, so he hurriedly sent Gu Congyun out of the house.

"Then I'm really going out. I'll watch the night for you outside. Mingci is not around, you can use me like you use him. It's okay, I don't care." Gu Congyun touched the tip of his nose, very well-behaved, a little bit reluctant He moved out of the door anxiously, then turned back eagerly and added, "I'm waiting for the Holy One to call me in!"

Ji Zheng really didn't know how to deal with the protagonist Shou, so he just waved his hand at him, and he was anxious to drive him out without considering that it was still freezing outside.

After waiting for Gu Congyun to close the door, he quickly handed over the baby deer that was brought into the palace to the little doctor to take care of, explaining that the deer started to go into heat after eating some poison by mistake, and asked him to find out the medicine.

Ji Zheng omitted the fact that she also took the same drug.He didn't want to sit still, this time he just wanted to investigate to the end, if it was really Gu Congtian's medicine, he had important evidence.

"Your Majesty." The little doctor had no choice but to interrupt his arrangement, and said in a low voice, "The white-feathered bird... suddenly disappeared."

"Disappeared?" Ji Zheng blinked, and it took him a while to realize that the corners of his mouth slowly slipped down.

Mingci left, and even the bird with him disappeared.

He was upset and irritable, pacing back and forth on the spot, "What is a bird!"

"But that's, that's the bird that King Jing left for you." The little doctor shook his shoulders, "I know that the Holy One actually likes King Jing's bird very much, and it's all my fault..."

"Who said I like King Jing's bird?"

The little doctor asked him back: "Don't you think His Majesty doesn't like King Jing's bird?"

Ji Zheng: ...

He had no choice but to take the initiative to change the topic, and turned to Chang Qing to give instructions on the capital's garment industry chain, and now he got unexpected good news.It turned out that in just a few days, with Gu Congyun's outing to bring goods that day, clothes with similar fabric patterns were sold out at once. Once the sales are opened, more stores can be completed.

Chang Qing knew that the emperor was not just selling clothes for the sake of making money, but told Ji Zheng about a bigger matter. When the servants of the Marquis of Wu'an purchased a large number of clothes for the servants, they reneged on their bills, quarreled, and blurted out unintentionally, even the emperor could not find out. His account book.

"A large number of slaves' clothes? The emperor can't find his account book?" Ji Zheng repeated several times, "It's the account book."

Unexpectedly, Ji Zheng was overjoyed to get useful information so quickly, and then talked with Chang Qing in detail about how to decorate the store, how to grasp the sales of clothing products, and record the list of high-ranking officials and nobles who often haunt brothels.

"My lord, he will be a powerful sage." Chang Qing gradually figured out Ji Zheng's purpose, looked at him with more reverence, and couldn't help but praise him sincerely.

Ji Zheng smiled wryly. He didn't do so much to pave the way for the unworthy protagonist, but the protagonist is still ungrateful and doesn't understand his painstaking efforts.

The two of them were discussing here, when the voice of the Empress Dowager suddenly came from outside the house, "Is Prince Jing in the palace?"

Ji Zheng hurriedly wanted to collect the drawings, but saw Gu Congyun's figure firmly blocking the door for him, "Back to the Empress Dowager, King Jing has settled down in the Zhengyue Mansion outside the palace, and the only one in the palace is the Holy One, who has already fallen asleep." gone."

Seeing that it was Gu Congyun, the Empress Dowager softened her voice, "It's time to sleep, then find a warm place to watch over, and stay with the Holy One more, so that the Ai family can rest assured and not bother you."

"Yes."

Ji Zheng suddenly discovered that as long as Gu Congyun is happy, he can be a very useful shield, and it is indeed worth staying and using.

It's just that he never thought of recruiting Gu Congyun into the palace all night long.But without his order, Gu Congyun didn't break into the palace all night.

Ji Zheng tossed and turned in his clothes on the bed, and stayed up all night. He stared silently at the location of the straw mat outside the curtain.

The next morning there was a sutra feast and morning class, this time there was no illness or pain, there was no reason, and she couldn't hide no matter what, Ji Zheng simply jumped out of bed, didn't bother to change her clothes, and sprinted to the imperial study room full of resentment.

As a companion, Gu Congyun also appeared in the Yushufang Pavilion with a few book boys carrying book boxes.It was also a sleepless night, and this man's blue robe was spread out like petals behind him, without any wrinkles, and his upper body was kneeling on the ground, like a green pine rising from the ground, facing the Tai Tuo far away.

From a distance, it is really [-]% similar to the outline of Ming Ciyue.

Ji Zheng knelt aside, frowned, and had to admit that the protagonist Shoudang really had a good skin.

Such a beautiful person, why did he grow a mouth?

Seeing him coming, Gu Congyun broke his power in an instant, and yelled aggrievedly: "I waited all night last night, why didn't you announce me to be in bed?"

Ji Zheng: ...

The Tai Tu's face darkened: "Young Master Gu made a mistake, the Holy Majesty can only announce that the concubines and concubines of the harem will serve as bed servants, but not you."

Gu Congyun was dissatisfied: "Then what if the Holy One likes men?"

Taifu closed his eyes and shook his head: "Then you have to follow the etiquette and rules to enter the palace as a concubine before you can sleep in bed. Mr. Gu, it is impossible for you to enter the palace as a concubine willingly..."

"If I can't, then why should he be a dignified prince..."

Ji Zheng immediately covered his mouth and said fiercely, "Don't be rude at the sutra feast."

The Grand Tutor saw that the temperaments of these two people seem to be reversed today. Gu Congyun is the No. 1 article handpicked by him in the whole capital. It is rare for him to be rude in the lecture hall, and it is rare to see the word "disrespectful" appearing in the mouth of the emperor. , Rude, does the little emperor know what courtesy is again?

He shook his head again, and started today's lecture indifferently.

The original director is playful, getting older and the emperor has not done much reading homework at all. The morning class specially set up for him needs to be taught from the four books and five classics that the ancients must learn when reading. Ji Zheng looked at the densely packed small characters vertically. Worrying, as if returning to the previous life class, I didn't listen to half a word, and started thinking about it.

The brush unconsciously outlined the profile of a human figure, and when he came back to his senses, the portrait had already taken shape, and he couldn't tell who it was, even Ji Zheng himself didn't know.

A pen tip sneaked out from the side, adding two curls to the lips of his portrait.Looking at it again, Ji Zheng was delighted, these two strokes were simply the soul, and the portrait was very much like the old pedant who was spitting in front of them.

He looked sideways at Gu Congyun, Gu Congyun was sitting upright, without looking sideways, and he couldn't stop drawing villains.Ji Zheng's eyes changed slightly, and he understood and appreciated him a little more. Based on the principle of reciprocity, he asked in a breathy voice: "What did you draw?"

Gu Congyun suddenly suppressed his smile, covered the book tightly with his arms, coughed a few times, and pretended to concentrate on listening.

It's just that the root of the ear is red.

Ji Zheng sighed, who else could be the protagonist, besides the protagonist Gong.

He also sat upright, passed a small note to Gu Congyun, and wrote, "Do you really think it's this person?"

Gu Congyun's ears turned red all of a sudden, he secretly glanced at the portrait in his arms, then raised his head and glanced at him secretly, and replied decisively on the note, "I'm sure, I want this person."

"What's so good about this guy?"

Gu Congyun poked his neck and wrote: "Anywhere is fine."

Looking at his face full of spring, Ji Zheng couldn't help but feel emotional again, no matter what Gu Congyun is, he is still just a young man like a blank sheet of paper, with a good heart, he still looks like a love brain.

After a long while, the note was passed on again, "Let's discuss it and cancel that matter for half a month. Only you know about my affairs. Don't tell me that it's better to make clear."

When Gu Congyun received the note, his expression seemed to relax a bit, and then he became tense again, writing very principledly, "No, half a month is the bottom line."

He wanted to continue writing: "I want you to see, through, Jing..." Before finishing writing, the emperor exclaimed in a low voice: "It's a bird."

Outside the window fluttered a little bird with snow-white feathers, standing between the cracks of the window, turning its head and pecking at its feathers.Gu Congyun carried a bird-shooting slingshot with him, and immediately shot it full at the bird.The emperor likes this bird, so he must kill this bird for the emperor.

But the Son of Heaven was afraid of the slingshot, so he gave him a hard look, and carefully stood in the middle, holding the bird together, and stretched out his palm cautiously, allowing the bird to jump into the palm.

"Don't dare to hit my bird with a slingshot in the palace!"

Gu Congyun was very aggrieved, surprised and aggrieved, his face wrinkled into a ball.

But at this time, Tai Tu couldn't bear it long ago: "The classic essay that was arranged last time, have Mr. Gu and His Majesty completed it?"

Um?What is arranged?Leave it to Ji Zhaoming, how could he, Ji Zheng, complete it!

Why do you have to hand in your homework when you become an emperor? !Ji Zheng raised his head slowly, and met the embarrassing hand that was stretched out in front of him.

The next moment, in broad daylight, right under Taifu's eyes, a volume of documents was grandly handed over to Ji Zheng's desk. Gu Congyun's own side was clean and empty, and smiled at Taifu calmly. , "Students are dull and fail to complete."

The Taifu didn't see it, but if he saw it, he had to pretend he didn't see it. Who would dare to reprimand the violent little emperor face to face.

He came down a few steps, and the punishment was all given to Gu Congyun. He was so angry that he slammed ruler after ruler on his desk, hoping that the Holy Majesty would wake up even if he was watching the punishment.

Gu Congyun didn't care, he was training for the emperor, and he enjoyed it so much, he couldn't help but look sideways at the little emperor, wanting to be touched by even a single look from the emperor, for sure.

But the emperor kept his head down from the beginning to the end, refusing to give him any attention, and kept fiddling with the little white-feathered bird in his hands.

He suddenly froze, lowered his eyes slowly, and squeezed the portrait he had just drawn into a ball of waste paper.

Sometimes he felt that the Holy Majesty treated him very differently. He obviously understood him, understood him, and approached him, but after leaving him tender, he immediately pushed him away, hated him, and abandoned him.

I'm afraid that all the people who have ascended to the holy throne in the world are moody and angry.

No matter how hard he thinks about and tries his best for the Holy One, even if he does as well as Mingciyue, he will never become the special one.

Why, why.

The white-feathered bird carried the letter between its legs, and jumped up and down in front of Ji Zheng's legs.He opened it in his sleeve and read it carefully. Uncle Huang's handwriting is strong and his language is refined, all of which are reports on the things about the Gu family found outside the palace and the expansion of the tailor shop.

"...Your Majesty should be more careful in the palace. Ming."

It's gone, is it gone? ! !

Unwilling to give up, Ji Zheng turned the piece of paper over and over, wishing to burn it on the fire.After Xuedi confided so much, he broke up immediately. Finally, a letter came, and he was business-like, without mentioning anything about him from the beginning to the end.

But isn't Ming Ci Yue that kind of person? The snow field that day was like a spring nightmare for him.

Really gone, Uncle Huang has nothing to say to him...

Ji Zheng suppressed the frustration in his heart, picked up the bird's feet roughly, and shook to see if he could drop more letters.

The bird gave a terrified chirp and pecked at a white strip.

It's the tape tied on the outside of the letter, I didn't notice it just now, but now I pick it up and take a closer look, it looks very familiar.

Ji Zheng's fingertips trembled slightly, touching from the beginning to the end, and sniffing lightly at the fingertips, what caught her was a scent of saponins.In this era, fragrant saponins are extremely precious, but this fragrance is very similar to the one in his bath.

It was the tape tied between Mingci Yue's eyes that day, and Ji Zheng came to his senses.

Mingci Yue still kept this belt, an ordinary belt torn from his clothes to cover his eyes.

Ji Zheng turned over, and suddenly found a line of ink writing that couldn't be smaller at the bottom corner of the snow-white cloth.

Concise, dry, commanding tone.

"tie up."

Where is it tied?Ji Zheng blushed suddenly.

The author has something to say: The little emperor: (the little face is yellow)

Gu Congyun: After all, it was a wrong payment.

This chapter will talk about Mr. Gu, and the next chapter will be about Uncle Huang.

I wish everyone a happy Double Eleven hahaha, and I also wish Gu Sangong a happy Double Eleven. After all, the little emperor and uncle don’t have to celebrate.