After raising the emperor, he always wanted to marry me

In July, the night breeze is slightly cool, and the south of the Yangtze River has already retreated from summer to autumn.

Autumn is high and crisp, and the wind is light and the clouds are calm. It is a good time to go out and enjoy the scenery together.

Every July, the Suzhou government will hold a chrysanthemum tasting conference from the beginning of the month, and those chrysanthemums that compete with each other will decorate the whole city pleasing to the eye.

This year, what started this autumn was not the blooming chrysanthemums, but bloody human heads.

The king was furious with the thunderbolt, and directly killed Jiangnan's officialdom by surprise.

Years of corruption, once confessed.

In just 28 days, the emperor seized a total of 9803 million taels of dirty silver.

In the 53 states in the south of the Yangtze River, a total of 650 and seven officials involved in the case, starting from the second-rank governor Song Guangping, and even the prefectures and counties, were sentenced to prison for interrogation regardless of the crime.

Li Qianhe, the magistrate of Suzhou, and his henchmen who plotted to assassinate the official were sentenced to be cooked alive and executed in the street on the day of Liqiu.The adults in the family, both men and women, were exiled to serve in the western frontier with a staff of eighty, and the rest were sold as slaves.

On the day of the Beginning of Autumn, in the busiest downtown of Suzhou Prefecture, five large pots of boiling oil were burning with green smoke.

The five officials involved were stripped of their prison uniforms and had their hair shaved in the street.

His hands and feet were bound with tendons, and he was thrown alive into the hot oil pan. The boiling oil splashed all over the ground, and the wailing could be heard ten miles away.The fried corpses floated up and down in the oil pan, and the flesh was gradually charred and festered, emitting an unpleasant stench.

The onlookers were all terrified.

***

The crescent moon is curved and hangs in the sky.

In the uppermost room in the deepest part of the main house of the Jin family, the door was closed tightly.

Inside the door, there was a crackling sound of thin-skinned wooden boards hitting the fleshy skin.

Inside the room, Gu Xiu, who was dressed in ordinary clothes, stretched out his left palm to welcome the stormy ruler in Han Mochu's hand.Gao's swollen palm had turned from blue to purple, and fine spots of blood were seeping from the intersection of the scars.

At noon today, the news that Gu Xiu set up a cauldron to kill officials in the street reached Han Mochu who was still recovering from his wounds.He could hardly believe his ears.He is confident that Gu Xiu was brought up by him since he was a child, and he is a born wise king.One can know a thing or two by looking at the few major events that Gu Xiu dealt with after he ascended the throne.

Until he followed in the footsteps of the messenger and saw the rotten and distorted human body rolling in the cauldron above the downtown area, while Gu Xiu, the emperor, stood on the execution platform, looking at the current scene with a sinking face. everything.

Facing Han Mochu's questioning, Gu Xiu did not deny his order at all, but just rolled up his sleeves and spread his left hand palm up in front of him as he did when he was a child: "Han Taifu can hit him whenever he wants, I can bear it. "

The confrontation between the monarch and his ministers kicked off with the sound of the ruler hitting the palm, and it intensified.

"Which of the criminal laws of my Great Zhou Dynasty has the item of cooking in the street? Not to mention today, even when the Emperor Qin died, there is no monarch who would cook his subjects in the street! Your Majesty abandoned the country's laws in such a way. Where!" The ruler in Han Mochu's hand fell on the heel of Gu Xiuping's stretched palm unabated: "You cooked those courtiers alive in the street today, and everyone who saw them was shocked. It runs counter to the purpose! How do you let the people and officials think of you!"

"I don't want to impose any benevolent government, and I don't care about their opinions. I only know that they deserve to die. There is no criminal law today. Tomorrow, I will revise the regulations with the Ministry of Criminal Justice. From now on, anyone who corrupts the law will be cooked and killed in the street." Gu Xiu gritted his teeth. Enduring Han Mochu's sharp ruler, there was no sign of giving in in his words.

"Even if your majesty rewrites the criminal law now, it can only be implemented after the criminal law takes effect. When your majesty was 13 years old, he and his ministers memorized the criminal law of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The beheading punishment of the Great Zhou Dynasty clearly stipulates that the beheading punishment must be repeatedly verified by the three courts, lest it will be wronged." Kill. Your Majesty will ruin more than 600 lives if you say a word lightly, what kind of king is your Majesty like this!" Han Mochu straightened Gu Xiu's slightly bent arm, held Gu Xiu's fingertips and continued towards the place where he was almost beaten. A ruler fell from the rotten palm.

"I won't be a wise king today. I just want the heads of those people. Is there anything wrong with it?" Gu Xiu mumbled, beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down, gathered on his chin, and slid all the way across his Adam's apple. placket.

"Your Majesty says no, but you can't! Your Majesty is not a mediocre monarch like the late emperor who would only care about human lives. The king must kill people according to the laws of the country, and there must be no subjective selfish desires!" Han Mochu's beating was no longer random, but serious The sound of knocking, since Gu Xiu was 12 years old, the principles that Han Mochu taught Gu Xiu are almost always accompanied by the sound of a ruler.

After ten strokes in a row, Gu Xiu's left palm no longer had any place to be beaten, most of the skin was oozing with fine blood spots, and the stasis flowed out along the blood spots, it was horrible to look at.

Han Mochu finally stopped the blood-stained ruler, calmed down a little, and calmed down, saying: "At present, there are still 350 officials who have not been executed. Among the 350 people, there are minor cases. Your Majesty, please forgive them." .”

"No pardon." Gu Xiu still raised his left hand, stubbornly waiting for Han Mochu's next round of beating.

"Why didn't your majesty forgive me!" In extreme anger, Han Mochu turned the ruler in his hand to Gu Xiu's back, and repeated the heavy responsibility three or four times: "Your majesty killed like this less than a year after he took the throne. It will breed rebellion, has Your Majesty ever thought about his fame?!"

"If I say no pardon, I just won't." Gu Xiu put down his numb left hand and straightened his body to allow Han Mochu to beat him: "They want your life, and I want theirs. It is the person involved in the case, and I did not kill anyone unjustly!"

"So, Your Majesty is doing this for my minister?" The ruler in Han Mochu's hand stopped, and his always calm and calm brows were tightly knit together: "Your Majesty has come here because of my minister?"

"Yes." Gu Xiu didn't deny it: "Mr. Su said that your wound is only an inch away from your own."

Han Mochu pursed his lips, and the high-raised ruler in his hand fell on his palm with a snap, and the force was obviously several times stronger than when he hit Gu Xiu: "It's my negligence that caused your majesty to worry so much, disregarding the country. The law made the officialdom in the south of the Yangtze River flow like a river. In the final analysis, it was the fault of the minister. It was the minister who made His Majesty have selfish intentions. It was the minister who became His Majesty's weakness. resign."

Once and for a while, it was as if a nail had been driven into Gu Xiu's heart.

"Master, stop beating." Gu Xiu grabbed his wrist and tried to stop him: "What are you beating yourself for!"

The two evenly matched men held on to the two-inch-wide ruler in a stalemate. In the end, Han Mochu shook off Gu Xiu's blocking hand, and the ruler in his hand fell aside, turned his back and stopped talking.

After the death-like silence, Han Mochu suddenly felt a tightness behind him, and when he looked sideways, Gu Xiu had already embraced his shoulders, pressed his chin against his shoulder blades, and whispered cautiously in his ear: "Master, please resign! How are you?"

Master, is it okay if you don't ask for your resignation?These words were like a spark, burning Han Mochu's heart.

When Gu Xiu called him master for the first time, he was beaten up like this, and he grabbed his sleeve to call him master.

At that time, he was still a 12-year-old little prince, and now he is the king who submits to the world.

He would still call him Master when trying to keep him.

Gu Xiu is not a son-in-law who depends on his superiors, Gu Xiu is a young emperor who can take charge of himself.

Whether leading the army or governing the country, Gu Xiu has abilities far beyond ordinary people.

Han Mochu did have no reservations about Gu Xiu, but he always remembered what happened to his biological father Han Ming.He also always tried his best to abide by his duty as a minister, and tried his best to assist Gu Xiu.

The punitive board just now has far exceeded the advice he should have given to the king as the Taifu.

It is impossible for any monarch throughout the ages not to have a grudge against him.

Even if he knows that this courtier is wholeheartedly for the public.

However, Gu Xiu did not.

Gu Xiu accepted his punishment willingly and without complaint.

Even though he and Gu Xiu had been honest with each other before this, a king is a king, and the love of a king is not the love of ordinary people.

Over the years, he knew Gu Xiu's personality too well.

Gu Xiu is a person who is always restrained and restrained in everything.He is very clear about what he should and should not do as a king, and he is also very clear that he will be reprimanded for such a punishment today.

For him, Gu Xiu can even abandon his principles of being a benevolent monarch, abandon all so-called rules and sentencing, and abandon his innate sense of mission to the people of this country.

That kind of blind and pure preference is a kind of preference that comes from the heart of a supreme person in power, and it is a kind of preference that is inferior to the king.

This kind of preference is not the pampering of men to women, but always trust, always value, and always willing to stand up for you.

He knew that Gu Xiu loved him, but this love was deeper and heavier than he imagined.Deep enough to engulf him, so deep that he doesn't even know how to respond.

"I promise you that even the case of the two hundred and six people who have been killed will be retried. If the sentence is too severe, I will immediately order a heavy sentence and a lighter sentence." Seeing that Han Mochu was silent all the time, Gu Xiu said on the words just now. Added another sentence: "I know I was wrong."

Gu Xiu's embrace was very tight, his voice was very soft, and it was far and near far away.

Han Mochu's heartbeat became more chaotic than ever before, and his thoughts were also chaotic. He wanted to sit down with Gu Xiu and analyze the current situation.

But when Gu Xiu hugged him, he suddenly became unable to think, and even almost forgot how to breathe.

Seemingly ruthless, he pulled Gu Xiu's arms around him, and silently walked aside.

"Master, where are you going?" Gu Xiu rubbed the blood on his palm and followed him, hugged him involuntarily, "Can you not go?"

"I'm going to get medicine for Your Majesty. If the wound on the palm is not treated, it will become inflamed." Han Mochu stood there in a daze, his heart beating violently, an inexplicable delusion arose spontaneously, and he could hardly suppress it.

He seemed to understand why Gu Xiu always avoided him from time to time these years.

***

After half a month, Luan drove back to Beijing.

Han Mochu, who rides with Gu Xiu in the car back to Beijing, always sits at the end farthest from Gu Xiu.

Gu Xiu thought that Han Mochu was still brooding and sulking because he didn't follow the law to behead the local officials.

Little did they know that Han Mochu's mind was disturbed by Gu Xiu's master's call that day, and Han Mochu was a little absent-minded these days.He would always involuntarily watch Gu Xiu's every move, but when Gu Xiu also turned to look at him, he would calmly avert his eyes and still put on a calm and breezy appearance.

After Luan Jia returned to Beijing, Gu Xiu non-stop found a reason to accumulate blessings for his birth mother and took the lead in pardoning and releasing a group of officials whose crimes did not warrant death. Make up for the gaps in the unsustainable functional departments on Jiangnan Road.The family members of the prisoners who had been beheaded due to excessive sentences were also ranked according to the law, and money subsidies were issued.

Faced with such a result, Han Mochu didn't make any statement.

Two months away from Beijing, there are also many backlogs in Beijing.

Once again, the two fell into unprecedented busyness. Gu Xiu, who was busy with state affairs, quickly forgot the twists and turns between Jiangnan Road and Han Mochu.Over the years, the arduous state affairs are the best mediation between the two of them.

For some reason, since returning from Jiangnan Road, Han Mochu seemed to be in some kind of nightmare, absent-minded and unable to concentrate.

Several times, I almost made a typo or used the wrong word when approving official documents.

On a seemingly peaceful afternoon, he specially selected Gu Xiu to meet with the frontier guard general who came to Beijing to report on his duties. .”

"Uncomfortable?" Su Che, who was still crossing his legs a moment ago, immediately paid attention to it: "Is there any old injury on your body that has resurfaced?"

"No, it's just that the whole person is uncomfortable."

"Forget it, I can't even ask you, I'll give you the pulse." Su Che reached out and took the pulse pillow on the desk, twisted the slightly budding beard on his jaw and frowned: "Hiss... your pulse Strong, ruddy, nothing wrong? What do you think is wrong with you?"

Han Mochu frowned and thought for a while, then tapped his temple lightly with his curved fingers: "I think there is something wrong here."

"A problem in your head?!" Su Che was really taken aback. He got up and walked around Han Mochu several times with his hands behind his back: "This problem in his head is not easy to deal with."

"I know, so I'm here to ask you."

"These days I was reading the Qing Nang book, and I remembered that the sage Huabo's genius doctor had opened the skull to remove the lesion for the king of Wei. If you really think that there is a lesion in your brain, why don't I open this skull with you and take out the lesion? "Su Che squinted at Han Mochu's perfectly shaped Tianling Gai, and seriously began to think about where to take the knife.

"Su Changru, let me tell you something serious again."

"I never joked with you either." Su Che thumped his fists, as if he had made a final decision: "Don't worry, I'll cut the knife from the back of your head, and if you don't leave any scars on your face, it will be all right?"

"Su Changru, do you remember what did the king of Wei do when the genius doctor Hua Bo said he wanted to open his head?" Han Mochu gave the frenzied man a sideways look, as if it was a silent warning.

"Look, look, it's you who said you had a brain problem and I'm going to give you a diagnosis and treatment, it's not that I'm in a hurry to show you."

"I mean..." Han Mochu hesitated to speak, and sighed, "Forget it, you're not married, you won't understand."

"Marry?! You said it earlier!" Su Che suddenly realized: "Zi Ran, what you said is not a problem with the head, but a problem with the lower part. For men, the problem with the lower part is much bigger than the problem with the head. Too many, maybe it’s time to die! Come, come, go behind the screen, take off your pants, and I’ll show you!”

Han Mochu's face turned red and white after these words, resisting the urge to take off the man's chin, and stood up: "You don't want to go to the Ministry of Officials to receive an official salary this year."

"No, Ziran, this is really not a trivial matter, although it's a bit embarrassing right now. Fortunately, you are young now, and there is still a glimmer of hope for treatment now. It will really be over when you are 40 years old!" Su Che lived for 30 years, I have never seen Han Mochu blush before, and I feel more and more that he is so good at predicting things: "If you really feel ashamed about that, don't treat your elder brother as a human being, but treat me as a chicken, okay? Let the chicken show you Can't you just take a look?"

"Su Changru, are you crazy?" Han Mochu turned his head and glanced at the imperial doctors who were hiding far away, clenched his fists and said in a low voice, "I said I wasn't!"

"Okay, okay, no, no, you're not." Su Che also seemed to have lost his temper, walked back to the back of his consultation table, mysteriously dug out a small bottle, and stuffed it in Han Mochu's hand very considerately : "Listen to elder brother, take a pill when you can't do what you want, elder brother promises you... ah!!!"

When Han Mo first left the Imperial Hospital, he didn't hold a medicine bottle in his hand. He stood in front of the door and straightened the skirt of his official uniform, listening to the pig-killing howl behind him: "Ah...my chin... .Hiss...It hurts me so much...Han Ziran! Don't even think about me caring about you in this life! I don't care if you die!"

***

Mid-autumn full moon in August.

It was supposed to be the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion, but the huge palace was uncharacteristically deserted.

First, Xiao Yucheng, who was five months old, suffered from a cold. Princess Qingzhao was guarding day and night and could not enter the palace. Shanggong Wu was also ordered by the emperor to go out of the palace to help take care of it. Ma'am, Aunt Wu is the only one left.Furthermore, Gu You and Xu Jingrou also took their young son, who had just turned one year old, to accompany the Jin family to Qingfeng Mountain, where the autumn scenery is just right, to see the red maple.The family members of the Yun family were all involved in military affairs and couldn't get away from it, only the Zou family came to check with Gu Xiu early in the morning, and then resigned.

Su Che also asked to leave the palace at the beginning of August, because the pest plague in southern Xinjiang was about to revive, in order to prepare for rainy days and prevent future troubles, Su Che went to the suburbs of Beijing to cultivate an [-]-acre land under the instruction of Han Mochu The medicine field is difficult to grow in the medicine field, but as long as it is cultivated, it will be a good thing that will benefit the future.

Therefore, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, only Gu Xiu and Han Mochu are officially celebrating the festival in the palace.

There is no need to observe the year in mid-autumn ceremony, after Gu Xiu and Han Mochu had their dinner, all the palace servants who served them were given a holiday, and they were allowed to enjoy the moon and play by themselves.

In the huge Xuanzheng Palace and the Nuan Pavilion, there were only the two of them left.

Gu Xiu was leaning against a low table with a military book, flipping through a page from time to time, Han Mochu didn't speak, and only the sound of Gu Xiu flipping through the book could be heard in the entire warm pavilion.

"Your Majesty, are you going to Hanyuan Hall?" Han Mochu was the first to break the silence between the two.

"What are you going to Hanyuan Hall for?" Gu Xiu closed the book of war in his hand and raised his eyes and asked.

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so it's natural to climb up to admire the moon."

The two, who can always hit it off, walked side by side on the wide and long palace road. A few twelve or thirteen-year-old eunuchs beside them were holding up two lifelike Moon Rabbit palace lanterns, chasing and fighting each other from their sides. ran over.

"Do you want it, Your Majesty? You can make one for Your Majesty if you want." Han Mochu slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "Peacock's or rabbit's, it doesn't matter."

"I don't like this kind of thing very much, but I can make one for Sixth Brother, he will like it."

"That's right, His Majesty's favorites are different from others since he was a child, but he should indulge once in a while."

Han Mochu smiled and took Gu Xiu's hand, and started to run along the palace road. Under the echo of the lights and moonlight, his eyebrows and eyes were extremely gentle, as if he had stepped down from the moon palace.

The beauty is suffocating, the beauty is distracting, and the beauty is overwhelming.

Gu Xiu didn't speak, just let him hold her hand, an indescribable feeling took root in his heart.

On the high platform above Hanyuan Hall, the cold autumn wind blew the hem of their clothes.Gu Xiu leaned on the railing and looked into the distance, the high full moon was hanging in the sky, as if he could touch it, he wanted to turn around and call Han Mochu to stand in his place to enjoy together, but just as he was about to turn around, Han Mochu hugged his body from behind: "Your Majesty, don't Move, let the minister lean on for a while."

Gu Xiu supported the railing on the high platform of Hanyuan Hall with both hands, allowing Han Mochu's body to fit him seamlessly. He raised his head to look at the bright full moon in the sky, and sighed, "Master is finally not angry with me." gone?"

"Ok?"

"Master isn't angry about Jiangnan Dao?"

Han Mochu thought back on what he did these days, and secretly felt sorry for Gu Xiu, an upright child, for a while: "These days are too busy with official duties, and I have long since neglected to be angry with His Majesty. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, Don't you want to talk to me about anything other than government affairs?"

"Others?" Gu Xiu still looked up at the sky, as if the moon in the sky was Han Mochu's real body: "What does the Grand Tutor want to hear?"

"It's nothing, I just want to know why Your Majesty didn't want to sleep with me the night he rushed to Suzhou Mansion from southern Xinjiang?" Han Mochu suddenly tightened his arms, put his chin around Gu Xiu's shoulder, and talked with him. Look up at the sky together.

"Then, what can that do?" Gu Xiu supported the railing with both hands, and pinched the wooden paint on the railing with his nails guiltily: "You were injured at that time, and I still avoided you when we were sharing the same bed, I was afraid that I would fall asleep by myself. not good."

"Is your Majesty afraid that you won't be able to sleep well, or that you won't be able to do what you want to do?" Han Mochu stroked those guilty hands from behind: "Your Majesty has never been able to hide your thoughts from me, so it's better to tell the truth. I'm not too young with you. Your Majesty doesn't need to hide some things so deeply. I belong to Your Majesty from birth to death. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there are only two people in the palace. I don't want to be a tutor today. , I just want to be a fox, it is the prey caught by His Majesty during the spring hunting, and His Majesty can do whatever he wants with this fox."

Gu Xiu turned around, raised the arms of the person behind him and hugged them horizontally, kicked open the closed vermilion lacquer gate on the second floor of Hanyuan Hall without saying a word.

The autumn wind is bleak and the moon is bright.

Behind the huge hall pillars of the Hanyuan Hall, there were splendid costumes everywhere, and it was a mess.

A little fox who couldn't escape, dedicated himself.

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感谢在2021-07-0119:36:15~2021-07-0216:53:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Qi Qinghe 2; No Sesame Sauce 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of no sesame paste; 488841783 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!