After raising the emperor, he always wanted to marry me

In the first year of Yongding, the tenth day of September.

Great morning.

In the alternate season of autumn and winter, leaves fall and flowers wither, and people's hearts turn evil.

In the Hall of Hanyuan, Prince Duanjing Gu Shen was dressed in filial piety, and the spirit of his mother, Concubine Shu, was in front of all the officials, begging the king Gu Xiu to honor his posthumous posthumous posthumous title and give his mother a share of mourning after death. .

Prince Duan Jing, who had been lying on the bed for a long time, was as pale as paper, with sunken eye sockets and bloodshot eyelids.

The words are sincere and touching.

On the high platform, the king Gu Xiu sat with his hands supporting the king.The light and shadow seep obliquely, and the pearl and jade crown conceals the majestic eyebrows of the king.

There were no less than 300 officials standing in the entire hall, but apart from the sound of Gu Shen sobbing, the entire hall was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

With a loud bang, Gu Shen leaned forward and fell off the bicycle.

A series of actions seem to be pleading, but they are all accusing the king of his ruthlessness to his elder brother.

"Family affairs cannot be discussed in the court. Prince Fuduanjing will step down and see you at the Xuanzheng Palace." Gu Xiu, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.

As soon as the king spoke, four nimble little eunuchs ran out from both sides of the Hanyuan Hall, and carried Gu Shen and his cart down together.

"My lords, do you still have this play?" Gu Xiu looked around the hall, and all the officials looked at each other, talking secretly.

Holding Yahu in his hand, Han Mochu stepped out of the line: "I report to Your Majesty, I have this performance."

"Han Qing, please speak."

"I believe that according to the system of our Great Zhou Dynasty, there is no rule that a concubine must be honored after her death. It is a crime of disrespect to respect the prince and force the king with the word filial piety. Please punish him according to the law." Han Mochu said, The whispers of the officials behind him stopped abruptly, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Han Mochu who stood at the top again.

"Han Qing." Gu Xiu broke the dead silence above the court: "I have always ruled the country with benevolence and filial piety, and the dead are the most important. I think of the blood relatives and cannot bear punishment, so Han Qing doesn't need to say any more. "

"Yes, I didn't think carefully, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

A pair of monarchs and ministers, with a few words, easily wiped away Fang Chang Gu Shen's tearful begging.

Gu Xiu is a benevolent monarch, always tolerant towards his flesh and blood relatives.

Gu Shen despises the king's law so much, and even marry the weak and the strong, he can bear it, which shows that he is unparalleled in benevolence and filial piety, and has a noble character.

"My lords, there is still someone who has a book about the concubine."

All the officials lifted their robes and knelt down, and they all replied: "I have nothing to play."

"Today's matter, today's end, since the ministers don't talk about it today, then there is no need to write about it in the future." Gu Xiu's eyes were sharp, and his tone was serious: "The list is all about the humerus of our country. From now on, you can speak loudly Play the report, and anyone who whispers will be fined for three months."

"The minister waits for the decree to thank you!"

Let it go to you.

The two of them, Gu and Xiu, change their clothes and take off their crowns, as if eating a meal.

At [-]:[-] p.m., he finally received Duan Wang Gu Shen who had been waiting in the side hall for two hours.

Gu Shen, who was in the rear, changed from crying just now, with a ghostly smile on his gloomy and thin face.Seeing Gu Xiu coming, he straightened the filial belt on his forehead slightly: "Seventh brother, third brother's health is not good, if you don't come again, third brother will not be able to bear it."

"There are no outsiders now, you can talk back." The Long Shu table in the side hall was not high, and Gu Xiu sat behind it, still giving people a condescending sense of oppression.

"Really?" Gu Shen glanced at Han Mochu who was standing upright beside Gu Xiu, then weakly raised his right hand and pointed: "What about Taifu Han?

Gu Xiu didn't have a front face, leaned forward, crossed his hands on the table, his eyes were as cold as frost: "Zhen, I want you to answer."

"Hehehehehe, yes, yes, why did this king forget? Han Taifu is the treasure of the seventh younger brother, so naturally he can't be regarded as a foreign minister." Gu Shen sat on the wheelbarrow and laughed: "I am a minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Apart from Mr. Yi Ji, the one who lives in the palace all the time is Grand Tutor Han. These two are also masters and apprentices, do you think it’s a coincidence? Huh? Coincidence?”

"Come here, get King Duan out." Gu Xiu gave the order without any hesitation, and the guards who obeyed the orders outside the door immediately came in to count people, and dragged King Duan out of the door with his arms.

"Gu Xiu! You dragged me out today, aren't you afraid that I will imitate King Xun?!" Gu Shen, who had his arms crossed, suddenly roared, his weak legs dragging down on the ground, like a starved wild dog.

With a cold face, Gu Xiu raised his hand to give the order, and the well-trained guard released Gu Shen's arm, causing him to fall back onto the cart.

"Hehe, so you, Gu Xiu, are also afraid? It seems that you are guilty about the matter of King Xun?"

"I am not afraid that you will learn from King Xuan, but I am afraid that you will die in peace." Gu Xiu and Han Mochu who was beside him looked at each other, and then turned to Gu Shen with deep love and sympathy in his cold eyes: "Speak, what are you doing?" what do you want?"

Gu Shen was stung by the sympathy in Gu Xiu's eyes, he straightened his body on the cart with difficulty, and tried to maintain a straight posture as much as possible: "What I want, I have already said today. It's over. Your Majesty, will you allow it or not?"

"If it's just chasing honor and posthumous posthumous titles, you won't be able to." Gu Xiuqu tapped his fingers on the table: "While I'm still willing to listen to you, you'd better stop playing around with me."

"The emperor is really ruthless." Gu Shen suppressed the cough that was about to explode in his chest, and said weakly, "Seventh brother, I am your elder brother just like Gu You and Gu Yan. You have successfully succeeded to the throne. Why do you have to be so sick with me?" Can the ghost pass by?"

"In the 17th year of Yongxi, when Princess Qingzhao got married, the two maidservants who were proficient in Mongolian were sent by you. In the 19th year of Yongxi, when I went to Monan as an envoy, the handwriting before the army was also sent by those two maidservants. Now that things have happened, do you still have the face to mention the word brother in front of me? I spare your life and let you sit on this wheel for the rest of your life, because you are thinking of old love."

"Seventh brother, look at the eldest sister, she is the princess of the imperial court, even if she suffers! You can take the lead for her. Besides, she was indecisive about the past years. If she didn't think about the old love again and again, why should she suffer there? Humiliation?" Gu Shen rubbed his hands and looked innocently at Gu Xiu after the Long Shu case: "I thought Eldest Sister was born to like to be abused! Abuse."

Just when Gu Xiu was about to explode, Han Mochu's palm pressed Gu Xiu's shoulder.

"Seventh brother, why are you such a useless emperor?" Gu Shen shook his head jokingly: "I just want to kill someone, why bother to look forward and backward? Look at the father, when he kicked away the stumbling block of the Yun family, How neat is it? You should learn from him."

Gu Xiu stretched out his hand and patted Han Mochu's palm on his shoulder, got up and walked around the Long Shuan, walked up to Gu Shen's wheelbarrow, raised his hand and gave Gu Shen a slap, and took advantage of his astonishment to hold down his hand. With both hands, bullying approaching, Meifeng raised lightly: "Want to provoke me to kill you? Impossible."

"Gu Xiu!" Gu Shen struggled with his hands, staring viciously at the king who suppressed him with absolute strength.

Gu Xiu raised the corners of his mouth in a rare way, revealing a bit of a sarcastic smile: "Third Brother, I'm sure of what you're going to play today. Go back early, you're not in good health, the autumn is cool, don't catch the cold."

Gu Shen pursed the corners of his fishy and sweet mouth, tilted his head and spat blood foam on the ground, his eyes were like a cold and gloomy poisonous snake: "Then I would like to thank Your Majesty for your fulfillment, and I will take my leave first."

After Gu Shen spoke, he twisted the spring of the cart with difficulty, looked sideways and raised his voice, "Thank Taifu Han to send me out of the palace. I haven't finished talking to my lord about what happened that night."

"Your Majesty." Han Mochu slightly nodded and asked for instructions.

"Since the emperor has something to say with Taifu Han, then Taifu Han will send my brother Sanhuang out of the palace." Gu Xiu turned his back and said in a loud voice: "Come here, take my light fur to protect His Highness Duan Wang from the cold."

On the palace road from Li Cheng, Han Mochu held the handle of the cart and moved forward steadily.Two feet behind him followed twelve accompanying servants.

Gu Shen was dressed in filial piety linen, and his knees were covered with a light fur from the imperial court. The leaves rustled on the palace road, and the wheels made a crisp sound as the wheels rolled over the dead leaves.

"Taifu Han, do you know? When this king can still stand up, he likes to step on fallen leaves." Gu Shen leaned against the back of the cart, closed his eyes and whispered softly, as if gossiping: "This king thinks that the sound of stepping on fallen leaves , like trampling on broken bones, the sound is terrible."

"Really? It's a pity that His Royal Highness Duan Wang has never been to the battlefield. If you have been, you wouldn't say that." Han Mochu walked slowly, and said softly: "The real broken bones are louder than stepping on fallen leaves. There are many, and it is not so easy to break. And the broken bone has a blade, and the foot will be hurt if you are not careful. So when we pass by the broken bone when we march, we usually go around it."

"What if you can't get around it?" Gu Shen asked again.

"Then burn it or bury it. It's just a handful of bones. No matter how hard or sharp it is, it's just a handful of bones." The autumn wind blew the hem of Han Mochu's clothes, and the pure white robe was printed with a maple pattern. It looks like a phoenix born from the ashes.

His uprightness made Gu Shen on the wheelbarrow even more sluggish.

"My king didn't have much chance to talk to Taifu Han in the past. I never thought that talking to Taifu Han would be so interesting." Gu Shen was weak, and when the cold wind came, he had to hug the light fur on his knees to keep warm: "You have taught Your Majesty so well, I think it will be wasteful." It took a lot of work."

"His Royal Highness Duan Wang, you are too proud."

"My seventh brother was lucky to have a young master like you when he was young." Gu Shen stroked the soft fur on his knees and said with a smile, "I also had a young master named Cui when I was young, do you remember? "

"Remember, Master Cui was born as a Jinshi in the 13th year of Yongxi. He served as the supervisory censor and was deposed for crimes in the 22nd year of Yongxi." Han Mochu replied verbatim, without emotion.

"Taifu Han has a really good memory. Do you know how he is doing now?"

"Return to Your Highness, I don't know."

"He's crazy." Gu Shen rubbed his blurred eyes, and said: "In the 22nd year of Yongxi, he was innocently implicated in a disaster, and spent nine days and nine nights in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, receiving 31 kinds of punishments. After he recovered from his injury, he was a madman, a madman who couldn't see light or hear sound."

"No wonder, my lord, even the funeral ceremony in your house is so quiet." Han Mochu still smiled lightly.

"Taifu Han, do you know how this king and Mr. Cui have lived during the past two years when there was lightning and thunder?"

"Your Highness, this is your private matter, so it's inconvenient for me to listen to you." Han Mochu replied without emotion, his cold attitude was not to mention guilt, and he couldn't hear even a trace of sympathy.

"Han Mochu! You are not the only young talent in Dazhou. Mr. Cui was a Jinshi at the age of 16, and became an official in the court at the age of 19. He should have been like you...should have a bright future...cough cough Cough..." Gu Shen became more and more excited as he spoke, so that he coughed loudly.

"His Royal Highness Duan's words are wrong. His son-in-law's captain, Zhuo Ying, was the number one scholar in high school. When the emperor was 15 years old, he went on an expedition to Mohe. I have always been full of talents in the Zhou Dynasty. I have never been the only one who stands out." Han Mochu pushed the wheelbarrow around a corridor. : "A person's future is all his own good fortune, whether it is good or bad, it is all his own destiny. People who complain about others are mediocre from beginning to end."

"You ruined him! You ruined him! Han Mochu, I really wish I could kill you now!" Gu Shen tightly grasped the light fur in his hand and tore it for a long time without even hurting any fabric. , could only throw the imperial gift on his lap to the ground in anger: "You ruined him back then, and you ruined this king too. No matter how proud you are today, this king will never let you go!" !"

"His Royal Highness Duan, please calm down. No matter how much you hate your ministers, you shouldn't say it out loud. This is a palace road, and people come and go. There is no guarantee that what you said will not reach your majesty's ears. If your majesty hears After hearing these words, do you think he will be unhappy?" Han Mochu lowered his body and whispered in Gu Shen's ear: "Your legs are crippled by a minister, you can just remember grudges, curses, or take revenge. For me alone, if you still have any wishful thinking in your heart, I can't guarantee how long you can live with this miserable life."

Gu Shen pinched the edge of the wheelbarrow with his weak hands, and the veins on his temples were bulging, and asked coldly, "How dare you!"

A dead leaf meandered down and landed on Duan Wang's shoulder.

Han Mochu raised the corners of his mouth, and lightly stroked Duan Wang's shoulders with his hands. Fallen leaves rolled down from Duan Wang's shoulders, but his slender and powerful thumb instantly locked Duan Wang's throat: "Do you think I dare?"

Duan Wang's face turned red instantly, and Han Mochu quietly let go, allowing Gu Shen to hold his chest and cough violently.

Han Mochu ignored Gu Shen's miserable appearance of a consumptive ghost, indifferently picked up Gu Xiu's light fur on the ground, carefully brushed off the dust on it, dragged it on the crook of his arm, and gave Gu Shen a gentle salute. He laughed and said: "His Royal Highness Duan Wang, your family members are waiting in front of you. I will take my leave first."

Xuanzheng Hall, in the Nuan Pavilion.

Beast gold charcoal is mixed with refreshing incense, and the two streams of fireworks ebb and flow one after the other, covering the whole palace with a warm fragrance like early spring.

Gu Xiu stood in front of the smoker with his hands behind his back, as if he was waiting for Han Mochu's return.

Standing in front of the door, Han Mochu slightly raised his hands, allowing the little eunuch to remove his outer robe for him: "Your Majesty, why are you burning incense at this hour?"

"The palace is sick, so we need to fumigate it." Gu Xiu turned around and said, "It's cold today, do you want a mutton pot for dinner?"

"Your Majesty, you can add as much as you want, I always eat whatever you have." Han Mochu also walked to the smoker with a slight smile, and stretched out his hands above the fire to keep warm: "Apart from this, is there anything Your Majesty wants to say? "

Gu Xiu's arms wrapped around Han Mochu's waist very naturally, and his hands were held in Han Mochu's hands, feeling the heat of the incense burner together: "What do you ask? Ask you when you went to Duanwangfu for the funeral that day, he and you Did you say something?"

"Well, doesn't Your Majesty want to know?" Han Mochu leaned back on his pillow, just in the posture of rubbing his ears together: "Your Majesty can tell you everything."

"I know, he didn't tell you anything." Gu Xiu folded his arms lightly, closed his eyes and sniffed the faint fragrance of paper and ink on Han Mochu's body: "When you come back that day, you will report everything in Prince Duan's mansion in detail. Tell me, if he really said something, you should tell me at that time. What he did today is just to make me suspicious. Such a clumsy trick, only at the end of the day like him. Come out."

Han Mochu smiled happily, and pulled Gu Xiu's arm around his waist: "Then Your Majesty is not afraid that I am acting with His Highness Duan Wang just to deceive His Majesty?"

"Hiss... Is Prince Duan as handsome as I am?" Gu Xiu hugged Han Mochu and began to make serious calculations.

"I think it's really not there." Han Mochu was very cooperative.

"Will King Duan treat you well?"

"nor."

"Then if the Grand Tutor has something in his heart, why would he go far and near to collude with King Duan?" Gu Xiuxiu said, "Besides, the Grand Tutor has treated me sincerely, so why do I have any doubts?"

Gu Xiu bit the word Chicheng very hard, and he was as smart as Han Mochu, how could he not hear it?

"Your Majesty." Han Mochu turned around from Gu Xiu's arms, took Gu Xiu's thick palm and patted it: "This action is not done by a gentleman, please be careful, Your Majesty."

"I am an emperor, not a gentleman." Gu Xiu spread his palms calmly, and there was a rare smile on his naturally cold face: "An emperor cannot be a gentleman, and a gentleman cannot be an emperor."

Han Mochu pretended to be sullen, raised his hand and slapped Gu Xiu's palm hard again.Gu Xiu's open palm suddenly tightened, as if hunting him, he pulled him back into his arms, and whispered next to his ear, "Little fox, don't be angry."

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