After raising the emperor, he always wanted to marry me

On the second day after Han Mochu woke up, there was an endless stream of people visiting Ziju.

Starting from the morning, the first one to come was Concubine Li.

At that time, the monarch and his ministers were at the breakfast table, and Gu Xiuxiu was about to send someone to the Ministry of Officials to deliver an edict to return to the court at the next morning, only to hear a loving and exaggerated female voice from outside the door: "Zi Ran, Zu'er, my son, please show your mother a good look."

The concubine, who was over [-] years old, with eyes swollen from crying and wearing a Sulian cloak, lifted the curtain and walked into the bedroom of the monarch and his ministers without anyone's help.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw these two people dressed neatly sitting on the round table under the bed, serving a bowl of porridge, and there were only two servants with dull faces standing beside them, and immediately fell back angrily: "Where are people? Where are Yuanbao? Are you all How did you serve him? How did you get the master to get up at this hour? Has Taifu Han been ill for a month and the doctor told you that you can get out of bed? Where is Mr. Su? Where is Aunt Wu?"

"Concubine Mother? Why are you here at this hour?" Gu Xiu put down the porridge bowl, got up and supported Jin's arm, and comforted him in a low voice: "My son and Ziran are fine here, so let them rest."

"Going to rest? How can I go to rest?" The fire in Jin's eyes was not extinguished, but was completely picked up by Gu Xiu. She pointed at the emaciated Han Mochu in front of her: "This patient is still here. How can I rest? Come, come! Come, come!"

"Go back to Empress Dowager, I'm fine now, Mr. Su told me not to lie down for a long time." Seeing this, Han Mochu got up and bowed.

"Really? Then, that Zi Ran, sit down quickly, the mother and concubine are not angry with you just now." Jin blinked her eyes, couldn't bear to lose her temper anymore, lifted the corner of her skirt, and sat opposite the monarch and his ministers : "A few days ago, I really frightened my mother and concubine. You must be careful in the future, and you must not hurt your body again."

On the 37th day when Han Mochu was seriously ill and comatose, she and Princess Qingzhao, accompanied by her son-in-law Captain Zhuo Ying, went to the Jinghua Temple where Master Huining had been practicing before her death to eat fast, pay respects to the Buddha, and copy the Sanskrit scriptures.When the eunuch sent by Pei Lingshu that night arrived, she grabbed Princess Qingzhao's sleeve and cried so loudly that the whole temple could hear her.

Because Jin knows in his heart that only when Han Mochu wakes up can his precious son Gu Xiu survive.

As soon as the Jin family finished speaking, Princess Qingzhao and Concubine Ning Xu Jingrou led two children, a boy and a girl, and came walking slowly outside the palace gate.

Gu Xican, the ten-year-old little princess of Shuning, is wearing a capable men's suit with a stand-up collar and sleeves, a string of fluffy rabbit tail fluff is tied to the leather belt around her waist, and she is wearing soft-soled boots with cocked toes.When the little princess was seven years old, she no longer wanted to wear skirts, let alone put on makeup. She just dressed up in men's clothes every day. No matter who said or persuaded her, it was useless. up.

Even Princess Qingzhao couldn't figure out how such a little girl who grew up with a lot of love and affection could become like this.Obviously her two elder brothers are very similar to their biological father Zhuo Ying, they were admitted to the academy at a young age, one was in the Ministry of Rites and the other was in the Ministry of Officials.But she can't read a single page of the book in daily life. She holds the weapon manual all day long and doesn't let go of it. Whenever she has the opportunity, she hugs Prince Yucheng's thigh and sneaks into the barracks.

Let’s just say that the string of fluff hanging around her waist is a big fat hare that she hunted in the Snow Wai with the sons of several clan families at the beginning of last year and winter.After counting the prey, she was about to peel off the rabbit skin on the spot and give it to the aristocratic ladies of the clan who were traveling with her, and those aristocratic ladies covered their eyes and backed away in fright.The rabbit skins were not given away, so instead of taking it seriously, she strung those rabbit tails into a string and hung them on her waist complacently.

The eight-year-old Ning Wang's youngest son, Gu Yuhan, was born as a daughter with all his heart.As the youngest son in the family, no one had high hopes for him.Unexpectedly, he has perfectly inherited his mother's shrewdness. When he was five or six years old, he was taken by someone to hang out with the shopkeepers in several shops in Xu Jingrou's Beijing. The beads crackled.

Everyone gathered here, and the closest relatives were not polite. After a few pleasantries, Princess Qingzhao and Xu Jingrou helped Mrs. Jin out of the room and called Mrs. Shanggong and Mrs. Wu who had just woken up to find Su Che together. He asked the doctor's advice with Pei Lingshu and his wife, and asked Su Che to come up with some prescriptions for Han Mochu's daily maintenance. After all, it is not a one-day effort to maintain Han Mochu's body.

After Mrs. Jin walked away, the two little guys were left unattended, and they climbed onto the laps of the monarch and his ministers and sat down firmly.

"Taifu Han, Taifu Han, are you feeling better? Can'er learned how to shoot geese with the prince's brother a few days ago, but she hasn't learned it yet." The little princess sat on Gu Xiu's lap, shaking her feet, looking at Han Mochu's crooked smile. She shook her head: "When Can'er learns it, I will hunt you down the fattest one and let Aunt Wu cook soup for you, okay?"

"Okay, I will wait for the geese from Your Highness the Princess." Han Mochu held the little prince Yuhan who was sitting on his lap firmly with both hands, and smiled warmly with his eyes: "When the soup is ready, I will bring Your Highness the Princess into the palace." eat together."

"Yeah!" Gu Xican nodded with a smile, turned her head and rubbed Gu Xiu's cheek: "Little uncle, don't be jealous, Can'er will beat a rabbit for you later."

"Taifu Han, Taifu Han, although Han'er can't shoot geese, Han'er asked his concubine to give Mr. Su a red envelope of 100 taels." Not to be outdone, Xiao Yuhan leaned against Han Mochu's arms and raised her head.

"Red envelope? How did Han'er come up with the idea of ​​sealing money with Mr. Su? How do you know that Mr. Su is short of money?" Gu Xiu shook the little princess in his arms and couldn't help being moved by what this little guy who was not as tall as a longbow said. curious.

"Uncle Qi is so stupid. Han'er sealed the money for Mr. Su. Naturally, he wanted him to take my money so that he could take care of Taifu Han." Xiao Yuhan proudly puffed out her chest: "The 100 taels are all for Han'er himself. The money earned from the cupboard was not given by my concubine. Mr. Su is a fourth-rank internal official. According to my Dazhou official system, the annual reward is only 450 taels, which is not as much as the three-day running water in the concubine's tea shop. Can he not be short of money? ?”

"Han'er? How do you know the age of my Dazhou official at your age?" Xiao Yuhan's words surprised Han Mochu who was holding him.

"Well, my concubine said that if you are a businessman, you have to sell whatever you want." Xiao Yuhan secretly grabbed a snack leftover from the two people's breakfast from the table: "This is a small matter. The shopkeeper in the concubine's shop Everyone remembers it, but Han'er is still young and can't remember everything."

After hearing this, the monarch and his ministers looked at each other, and they could already imagine the future of the two children on their knees ten or twenty years later.

At this time, several brothers headed by Heng Jun Wang Gu Yuheng also came under the leadership of Ning Wang Gu You.

These brothers have grown up very well over the years. After Yu Heng got married and had a child, he entered the Honglu Temple to study, and in the future he will be able to take his wife Meng Tong together to travel to foreign territories.

Yu Qing entered the academy like Zhuo Sheng Zhuo Xun, but this child did not choose to fill in the gaps in the Six Departments, but instead entered the Firearms Manufacturing Institute, specializing in researching firearms for the Kingdom.

Both Yuming and Yujing were admitted to the Bianjing Prefecture School last year. The two children have the same ambitions, and they both chose the Mining Department.Xu Jingrou planned to invest 5 taels of silver in each of these two children to open mines this autumn. If they were opened, it would be considered as Guochao's, if not, it would be hers.

The two little fellows on the knees of the monarch and his ministers jumped two high, and ran directly in front of the brothers, and waited for the brothers to salute,

King Ning Gu You was wearing a pro-dynasty uniform, stroking the leather belt around his waist and sitting across the dining table between the monarch and his ministers, stretching his arms and stretching his waist: "Taifu Han, you are finally awake, this king and that child Yu Cheng Standing on shift for you for more than a month, I am really exhausted."

"His Royal Highness Ning is thankful." Han Mochu asked with a smile, "Why don't you see Yucheng?"

Gu You turned his hands behind his back and beat his stiff old waist: "Hiss... alas... that child is still facing up right now. He refuses to come over with his brothers. What do you say that this is the virtue of the prince, I don't know whether it is virtuous or not, I only know that the child has been standing eagerly at the gate of the Ziju Palace for more than a month, and now you wake up, he is nothing Come on, the temper that these nine cows can't pull back is really the same as my seventh brother."

Ning Wang Guyou's buttocks are still hot, and the two old princes, Prince Yucheng and Prince Kang Sheng, have also arrived. The condition of the humerus is of particular concern.

Since the morning, the visiting crowd in Ziju Palace has not dispersed, and the process of visiting patients is also surprisingly consistent. They all first go to the inner room of the dormitory to visit Taifu Han, and then rush into the outside room, and the imperial physician Ling Su Chang Ru was surrounded in the middle, and Su Che was so annoyed by asking each person a sentence, that he finally simply pushed all the nobles who came to ask questions to Pei Lingshu.

***

In the evening, the visiting people finally dispersed, and Gu Xiu also left after dinner, and went to the study to meet the Minister of the Second Province who was under Shang Shu's family.

A handsome figure appeared in front of the bedroom door of Ziju Palace. The man was dressed in court clothes, but did not wear a crown on his head. He stood outside the curtain at the door of the bedroom hall, opened the curtain a little, and looked inside.

"Cheng'er, come here." Han Mochu sat on the couch and waved towards the figure.

Hearing Han Mochu's call, the human figure came in quickly from the outside, and walked to the bed, wanting to get close directly, but did not want to be rude.

"Okay, okay, Cheng'er didn't come here with the brothers today, isn't it just to get closer to the minister?" Han Mochu patted the seat beside him: "Come and sit down."

Hearing this, Gu Yucheng sat silently on the footstool beside Han Mochu's bed, tilted his head and fell on Han Mochu's knee, his breathing became heavier and his shoulders gradually twitched.

"Okay, Your Highness, isn't this alright?" Han Mochu ran along the child's back and comforted him in a gentle voice. Compared to Gu Xiu, this child Yu Cheng has endured more these days, he can't Like Gu Xiu, let go and kneel on Wanying Mountain. He must exercise the power of the crown prince at this time to ensure that the country is safe and sound.

Gu Xiu was not in the palace, and he was unconscious again.The child who had been guarded by them was pushed before the crowd without warning, and he had to make a decision on everything.

He lost his parents all of a sudden, and he was anxious and afraid, so he must not be able to relax for a moment.

Xiao Yucheng lay on Han Mochu's lap, gradually stopped sobbing, raised her head to wipe the moisture from the corners of her eyes, and said, "Yafu, are you really getting better? You won't fall asleep all at once again, right?"

"Didn't you see it all? Doesn't Yafu look bad now?"

"It looks good, but Yafu looked good before he got sick." Gu Yucheng leaned on Han Mochu's knee and looked straight at the opposite side of the bed: "Yafu, do you think Cheng'er is too useless? As the crown prince, he has never shared the worries of his father and Yafu, that's why Yafu became ill from overwork, and that's why he couldn't afford to be seriously ill."

"Stupid child, where did you start with that?" Han Mochu frowned slightly: "These days, who told me to say something that made Cheng'er think so?"

"I think so." Gu Yucheng raised a pair of watery eyes to meet Han Mochu's four eyes: "If Cheng'er can help Yafu do more things before, if Cheng'er can understand those overseas maps and documents , then Yafu won’t fall ill?”

"Cheng'er, don't think about it too much. Yafu didn't fall ill because of those overseas map documents. In the final analysis, Yafu himself might as well. He didn't have a good meal and a good sleep every day, so he fell ill." Han Mochu returned Patting the person on the back like that person's favorite childhood, he slowly comforted him.

"Yucheng? Why are you here at this hour? Are you ready for dinner?" After the discussion, Gu Xiu returned to the Ziju Hall from the study, and saw the little prince who was leaning on Han Mochu's lap and acting like a spoiled child.For this adult child who has been married to Liangdi for many years, Gu Xiu has never felt that there is anything wrong with his behavior at this time.Because he knew that as long as this child was out of their sight, he would immediately become calm and steady, and take up his responsibilities.

"No." Xiao Yucheng, who was lying on Han Mochu's knee, raised his head in response, but quickly lowered his head again, and continued to lean on the man's knee

"Then let Aunt Wu cook you a bowl of wontons in chicken soup, how about Father and Yafu accompany you to eat together?" Gu Xiu, a gentleman, is far from being as dignified as he seems on the surface. A loving father through and through.

"Well, good." Yu Cheng replied sullenly.

Shanggong Wu's hands and feet are very fast in cooking, and the wontons in chicken soup are cooked in a short while, and there are four exquisite side dishes that Yucheng usually eats to accompany the wontons.

The soup and dishes were all served, Prince Yucheng sat in the middle of the dining table, and the two fathers were on either side of him, one was peeling shrimp for others, the other was serving food for others, he ate one bite at a time until both cheeks were filled. It's full.

"Eat slowly, be careful of food accumulation at night." Han Mochu took off the last shrimp tail and put it in the small plate in front of Yu Cheng.

"Hmm, Cheng'er knows." Yu Cheng nodded obediently, tried to swallow his mouthful, and straightened his neck fiercely.

"Yucheng." Gu Xiu poured a cup of tea for his son who was about to choke to death, and casually mentioned: "Father wants to ask you, after a while, father and Yafu want to live away from Beijing, and let you live in this purple house." Would you like to live in the palace?"

"Huh?" Xiao Yucheng raised his head suddenly, looked at the two fathers beside him with vigilant eyes, and asked tentatively: "Father, what does it mean that you want Cheng'er to supervise the country?"

"It's not supervising the country, but..." Gu Xiu looked at his son's helpless eyes, and paused for a moment: "Ascend the throne directly."

"Ascension...ascension to the throne???" Hearing these two words, Gu Yucheng even let go of the wonton spoon he had been holding in his hand in a daze: "Father, what do you mean?"

"Your father means that you hope that Cheng'er can take over this country while father and Yafu are still alive." Han Mochu patted Yucheng on the shoulder and explained: "In this way, you won't be in trouble with your father." The emperor is succeeding to the throne before the spirit, and he has worked too hard."

"If that's the case, why did Emperor Father and Yafu have to leave Beijing? Wouldn't it be good to live in the palace with Cheng'er?" Gu Yucheng was still very puzzled and asked: "Cheng'er can ascend the throne, but Cheng'er Wouldn't it be good to live in the East Palace as now, go to court from the East Palace every day, and come to accompany Father Huang and Yafu after the court meeting?"

"Cheng'er, through the ages, have you ever seen any emperor who lived in the East Palace? If the name is not right, how can he command the world?" Han Mochu patiently explained to the little man.

"Then the emperors throughout the ages have always succeeded to the throne! Why should I want it!" The child who was raised by the two carefully since childhood did not have so many guards against the two closest people in the world. There will always be someone to indulge a petty temper that doesn't go out of the big circle.

"Gu Yucheng." Seeing that he was so hard-hearted, Gu Xiu had no choice but to put on a straight face: "Listen to what you just said."

"But Cheng'er doesn't want my father and father to leave the palace. Even if I ascend the throne, I want my father and father to watch me behind me, at least to accompany me for a few more years." Gu Yucheng avoided Gu Xiu's serious gaze and said bitterly .

"Cheng'er, in fact, you and I thought the same way." Gu Xiu also patted his son on the shoulder, and said in a slow tone: "But your Yafu's body can't worry about state affairs any more, and you can't worry about it." I can't be tired anymore, so my father wants to take him away from Beijing to a quiet place to recuperate, so that he can enjoy his life, otherwise his heart disease will relapse at any time. Mr. Su said that if it happens again, Your Yafu really won't be able to wake up."

After getting such an answer, Gu Yucheng was silent at first, and then he seemed to have made up his mind to muster up his courage: "Okay! Father, you can take Yafu to recuperate. After Cheng'er ascends the throne, he will strengthen the border and coastal defense of Da Zhou, and keep father and father together." Yafu's unfinished business is easy to finish, so that Yafu can rest assured that he will raise him outside the court..."

"Yucheng, you have to remember that you are not my shadow." Gu Xiu interrupted his son who seemed to be expressing his determination: "You, like me, are the monarch of this country, and like me, all people depend on you." Son of Heaven, you don’t have to take all my unfinished business to heart. If you are yourself when you become the throne, just do what you want to do. Whether it is to expand the territory or to recuperate, just do what you want Just do what you do."

"But, but Cheng'er still doesn't know what to do after he succeeds to the throne."

"Didn't I teach my little Highness before? The most basic thing for a king is to feed and clothe his people." Han Mochu said with a smile: "In the future, when you and your majesty live among the people, they will become the people of your little Highness, little Your Highness just wants to let the people in the world live the life of a minister and His Majesty."

"Well then, I'll listen to my father and Yafu, and I will be a good emperor who will feed and clothe everyone in the world." After thinking for a while, Xiao Yucheng still had a sullen face, nodded reluctantly, and then Very stubbornly put forward several very harsh conditions: "However, Father and Yafu will come back on New Year's Eve, Mid-Autumn Festival, and my birthday..."

"Okay, as long as Yafu and Fuhuang miss Yucheng, they will come back to see Yucheng anytime." Han Mochu touched the edge of the bowl in Yucheng's hand: "Hurry up and eat, the wontons are getting cold."

***

On the second day after Han Mochu woke up, the king returned to the court, and the news of Han Taifu's recovery also spread throughout Bianjing.

The people in Bianjing took out the fireworks stored in their homes one after another and set them off regardless of day or night, and the sound of firecrackers exploded on the street one after another.

The flow of people on the street has increased significantly compared to the previous period, and there are more people buying fish, meat and snacks in the vegetable market.

Some merchants who have benefited from Taifu’s new policy and became rich even put up signs saying "Today's sheep soup is half price" or "Today's pancakes are free".

The students in the academy who were worried about the Taifu's suspension of school rushed to invite their colleagues to drink and fulfill their vows, and the Ministry of Rites happily burned the drafted funeral documents.

The entire city of Bianjing seemed to be awakened by the spring breeze in March.

It is even more lively than on New Year's Eve.

The king's resumption of the dynasty is very different from the previous ones. He did not immediately deal with the backlog of affairs arising from the one-month suspension of the dynasty. Instead, he pushed the prince of the Eastern Palace forward, and taught him the military and political affairs that the prince had never been involved in before. All the memorials accumulated during the first month of the cessation of the dynasty were handed over to the prince for disposal after the chanting was completed.

The courtiers who had experienced under Taifu Han in the officialdom of the Great Zhou Dynasty naturally tasted it very quickly. Since ancient times, Mingjun has been like this, because he has the heart of abdication.

Gu Yucheng became an heir at the age of one, entered the palace at the age of two, and was officially crowned as the crown prince at the age of seven. There was no competition for the heir, no fight for the heir, no fights, and no fights between brothers.

It seems that this child was born as the crown prince, just to take over this extremely prosperous country from the king's father one day.

All the civil and military officials in the court were convinced by Gu Xiu, the king, Han Mochu, the chief assistant. Similarly, almost all of them watched the little prince follow these two fathers in the court since he could speak. The various functions in the army are running back and forth, and they have never complained of suffering.

They knew early on that this child would be the monarch of their future generations, and they also made preparations early on to serve the monarch with allegiance.

In the past few decades, there has been a Mingjun and hero like Gu Xiu in Dazhou, and it is time to produce a benevolent and righteous monarch like Yucheng.

The process of handing over power between Gu Xiu and Yu Cheng was much smoother than expected, and the clan of the previous dynasty hardly heard any doubts.

It seemed that everyone had figured it out during the 37 days when Han Mochu was in a coma. Gu Xiu and Han Mochu could not live forever.

Zaisheng 15 years, August.

The king Gu Xiu, who was in his prime, announced his decree to the world, to protect the saint and bow to Chang'an, and the country's fortune will last forever. On the [-]th day of the ninth month of that year, he will officially sit in the Eastern Palace Prince Yucheng. imperial clan.

After he took the throne of Zen, he did not add the honorary title of Supreme Emperor, and he and his first assistant Taifu Han Mochu were both called "Holy Father".After a hundred years of his life, all the burial places in the mausoleum will be frugal. After that, all subsequent kings must follow this rule.

Three days after the enthronement ceremony, Gu and Han officially left Beijing to live separately.

The people of Bianjing lined the road to see each other off, and everywhere they went, the people spontaneously greeted each other, and there were often crowds and stampedes, so that the local government had to send additional guards on the road that the two must pass to ensure that the two people drove smoothly. pass.

***

one year later.

Midsummer.

Huainan Road, Guangling Mansion, on Baiming Mountain.

In the octagonal pavilion that seemed to be suspended in mid-air, a pair of handsome middle-aged men were playing chess.

Those who hold white chess are full of immortal demeanor, and those who hold black chess are heroic and resolute, and the chess they hold are commensurate with each other and complement each other.

On the chessboard, black and white are intertwined, and the two forces are fighting each other.

"Yunchi has improved a lot in chess these days, and this game is about to win." Han Mochu lightly landed a move on the edge of the chessboard, raised his eyes and smiled at people.

"It's not that I don't understand the chess record, you just let me play more than nine times." Gu Xiu rubbed the chess piece in his hand: "Zi Ran is afraid that I won't be in a hurry, so no one will play chess with you?"

"Yun Chi can tell how many moves I gave up just now, isn't it because I have improved my chess skills?" Han Mochu pointed out with his eyes the direction of Gu Xiu who was thinking about the chess game.

"I don't need Master to let me. I won't count until I win." Gu Xiu followed the direction of the man's eyes and dropped the chess pieces, and then he heard the sound of rather hurried footsteps not far away.

"Holy Father! The people from Beijing are here!" A young man wearing a green half-arm summer shirt came galloping from the passage connecting the mountain to the gazebo.

The boy who came to pass the message was named Xiaodun'er, and he was just like his name, a chubby little fat man.He was carefully selected for Gu and Han by Yuan Bao, the head of internal supervision in the palace, from more than 700 small servants. The two of them have been serving by their side every day.

"Okay, let's come." After Han Mochu responded, he smiled and dropped a move, and instantly turned the situation to white's upper hand. Then he stretched his sleeves, stood up and raised his eyebrows to look at Gu Xiudao: "What's wrong? It was Yun Chi who said, don't I let it."

"Forget it, you lost eleven rounds today." Gu Xiu shook his head with a serious face, saying that he didn't regret it was a lie.

The two walked out of the gazebo, and under the guidance of Xiao Dun'er, they returned side by side to the courtyard where they lived in the mountains.

Today's visitor is Prince Ning Yi's second son Yu Qing.

This young man who is extremely obsessed with firearms spent the last year and a year in the firearms research room of the Academy changing Dazhou's existing Lianzhu firecrackers into double-barreled ones, which not only increased the power, but also saved a lot of money. After seeing the test firing, the new king Yucheng was very pleasantly surprised, and asked him to go directly to the Firearms Supervision to supervise the mass production of this weapon after returning to the palace from Guangling.

When Han Mochu and Gu Xiu came down from the pavilion in the mountain, Yu Qing was earnestly directing the accompanying guards to carry things from the mountain to the mountain.

Among the things he brought this time, in addition to the daily necessities of the two people on the Baiming Mountain, there are also two belts sewn by the old sisters, the Grand Concubine Jin and the Monk Gong Wu. The almond cakes and hibiscus cakes made by Princess Qingzhao herself, and a half-purple and half-white peony planted by Prince Ning Yi in the flower garden on the outskirts of Beijing.

Before he left, his father specifically confessed to him: This flower is too delicate, and the earth atmosphere in Beijing will not be able to support it, so he can only send it to Guangling and give this flower to Taifu Han.

While Yu Qing was concentrating, he suddenly caught a glimpse of two figures behind him from far to near from the corner of his eye. He hastily turned around to meet them, bent on his knees and said, "I've seen Uncle Qi, I've seen Uncle Han."

Ever since Han Mochu left office, Gu Xiu's nephews have been calling Han Mochu like this for the rest of his life.

"Okay, there's no need to be too polite." Gu Xiu raised his hand to signal the man to stand up, pointed in the direction of the main room and said, "It's sunny outside, come in and talk."

"Yes." Yu Qing stood up as she said, and followed Gu Han into the main room in the courtyard.

"Xiao Dun'er, go make a pot of tea, and then go to the well to fish for a melon." The three of them sat down respectively, and Han Mochu, as the serious host here, greeted him very naturally.

"Yes, Holy Father!" The chubby little Dun'er replied crisply.

Not long after, the fruit tea was ready, and the three people in the house each took a corner of cold watermelon and chatted about the homework while eating in the cool house.

"Qing'er, how is your family doing?" Gu Xiu asked while holding freshly brewed hot tea.

"Okay, very good. My parents are all well, my aunts and uncles are all well, my elder brothers and younger siblings are all well, and so are my grandmother and Aunt Wu." Gu Yuqing bit a piece of watermelon, thinking about the relatives who didn't come here in Beijing , One by one, I counted out the number for Gu Han and the two: "But Mr. Su and Auntie Pei went to Gyeonggi-do for a round of clinics, and Qing'er didn't see them when he came."

"Really? That's good." Gu Xiu put down the teacup in his hand and asked again: "How is your brother?"

"Brother Huang is very busy every day, and Brother Zhuo Sheng and the others are discussing matters every day. Since Uncle Qi and Uncle Han left Beijing, Brother Huang has never been absent from government affairs, and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty are quite convinced." After Gu Yuqing finished speaking, he picked up the soft handkerchief at hand and wiped the corner of his mouth: "Speaking of Brother Huang, something really happened in the past few days that made Brother Huang very happy."

"Oh? What's the matter?" It was Han Mochu who expressed concern this time.

"Those foreign countries that invaded our Great Zhou's sea and territory in the early years suddenly sent envoys to Beijing to negotiate peace with our Great Zhou in the late last month, saying that they were willing to unconditionally repair our Great Zhou Dynasty. So far, the war has ceased, recuperating, and exchanging what's available for a hundred years. Never come here to disturb my Great Zhou territory again." Gu Yuqing raised his eyebrows and thought for a moment: "Before I left the palace, Honglu Temple had received more than 160 letters of truce."

Hearing this, Gu Han and the two who were eating melons and drinking tea were very happy. After all, this was the only trouble they had before they left the capital. Gu Xiu took the first step and asked: "Is that true? Your brother sent you What did the envoy say when he came back?"

"It's not a foreign envoy sent by my brother." Gu Yuqing lowered his head and spit out watermelon seeds, shaking his head again and again: "I heard from Mr. Zhou of Honglu Temple that when the envoys came, they said that there was a Mr. Yi who claimed to be Mr. Yi." My Great Zhou State Envoy, this person went to their country to negotiate with their king after the naval battle, and then their king sent them to Da Zhou with this letter of truce."

"Mr. Yi? Mr. Yi?" The two asked in unison, each holding a corner of watermelon.

"Yes, it's Mr. Yi." Gu Yuqing nodded firmly.

Gu Xiu paused, restrained his brows and said, "Then, did Mr. Yi follow these national histories to Beijing?"

"That's not true, but the emperor's brother has ordered to go to the distant overseas regions to find him and come back." Gu Yuqing shook his head again: "The emperor said that such an astonishing talent must be used for the country, just like my elder brother. Like Mr. Yi Ji, the national scholar of the Zhou Kai Dynasty, he will definitely benefit me from the Great Zhou."

"Go back and tell your brother, just say it's my intention, and tell him not to order to find that Mr. Yi again." Han Mochu interrupted the young man in front of him softly.

"Why? Could it be that Uncle Han thinks this person is useless?" Gu Yuqing's mind was like a rusted gun barrel, and he couldn't turn it around.

"Since this person has made such contributions, but he is unwilling to go back with the foreign envoy, it means that this person does not want to ask for any rewards, nor does he want to be a high-ranking official of my Great Zhou. Therefore, even if you find this person, He must also not want to stay and work in my officialdom." Han Mochu smiled and said: "As the saying goes, a twisted melon is not sweet, so let your brother stop entangled in this."

"Yes, Qing'er knows." Although Gu Yuqing still didn't understand what he heard, he had already memorized Han Mochu's words in his mind, and he was waiting to return to Bianjing to tell his imperial brother Gu Yucheng these words intact.

Prince Ning's son Yuqing finished his melon and stayed on Baiming Mountain for less than four hours, so he resigned and went down the mountain.

It's because before he came here, his imperial brother and father had told him thousands of times that Han Mo was very quiet during his early illness, so he must not bother him for too long.

After Gu Yuqing went down the mountain, Gu Han and the others ate the dried meat cold noodles for dinner, and simply wiped their bodies with warm water, changed into comfortable and cool lake silk pajamas and entered the living room in the main room.

Gu Xiu leaned on the soft pillow of the bamboo couch, holding a huge plantain fan to cool off, and holding a volume of travel notes newly published by Guangling Mansion Bookstore in his hand.

Han Mochu was sitting at a small table not far from the bamboo couch, holding flower scissors and a copper shovel, meticulously tending to the pot of peonies sent by King Ning Gu You.

"Zi Ran." Gu Xiu who was on the couch glanced at him and called softly.

"Huh?" Han Mochu spun the edge of the flowerpot, concentrating on looking for the branches that still needed pruning in the whole pot of flowers.

"You said that Mr. Yi that Yuqing mentioned today is your old mentor?"

"Why did Yunchi ask that?" Han Mochu supported a flower bud, and cut off a branch that had grown overgrown on it: "If Mr. Yi Wei lived to be nearly 140 years old this year, how could it be him?"

"But if it wasn't for that Mr. Yi, who would have been able to make so many distant regions cease fighting with our country in such a short period of time?" Gu Xiu absently turned another page: "But if If it is Mr. Yi, I think it is unlikely. After all, the theory of heaven and man is too ridiculous, I think, it should be someone who respects Mr. Yi Ji."

"Why is Yunchi so entangled in this matter? As long as this person is doing things that are beneficial to my great week, then whoever he is?" Han Mochu turned the flower pot again and again to ensure that all the details were complete. , showing it to Gu Xiu: "Look, how is my pattern?"

"It looks good, Zi Ranxiu must look good." Gu Xiu blurted out, shaking the fan in his hand.

"Gu Yunchi, you didn't even look at it."

The warm tone of the person on the opposite side suddenly became harsh, and Gu Xiu quickly let go of the fan and the book in his hand, sat upright on the couch, looked into the eyes of the person behind the flower group and said sincerely: "It looks good, Zi Ranxiu's flower patterns are really pretty."

Han Mochu cleaned his hands in the copper basin prepared beside the flowerpot, walked to the bed and laughed, "I don't know how to eat people, why are you so afraid?"

"Are you afraid? When have I been afraid?" Gu Xiu moved his body into the bamboo couch to make room for an open space, and then stretched out his outward arm to rest on the soft pillow on Han Mochu's side.

Han Mochu got on the bed and laid his pillow on Gu Xiu's outstretched arms very naturally: "What book were you reading just now? Are you so engrossed?"

"Jiangyin travel notes written by an unknown gentleman, do you want Ziran to read it?" Gu Xiu leaned over and took the book that had been pushed aside, and placed it where Han Mochu could easily get it.

"Don't read." Han Mochu leaned on the man's arms and closed his eyes: "You read it to me."

"Okay." Gu Xiu opened the first page of the book and recited softly.

One page, two pages, three pages...

The breathing of the man in the crook of the arm gradually became steady. He quietly closed the pages of the book, blew out the lamp, and kissed the man's forehead in the dark.

Go to sleep, sleep well.

my little fox.

***

The next morning.

Gu Xiu woke up alone on the bamboo couch, touched the residual warmth beside the pillow, and understood, he changed his sweat-stained pajamas after a night's sleep, and followed his mind to find the On the top of Baiming Mountain, at the place where the morning fog had cleared, he saw that slender figure.

The figure was standing against the sun, the clear mountain wind was blowing the wide hem of the man's clothes, full of