After raising the emperor, he always wanted to marry me

Duanyang in May, the sky rains heavily.

The entire imperial city seemed to be lifted up by the rain.Under the heavy rain, a dragon-patterned car wrapped in oilcloth stopped in front of the prison of the Ministry of Punishment.

The old eunuch Cui Shang got down from the sedan chair behind him, holding a large umbrella with a wide edge of the dragon pattern, he greeted the driver, and took the king Gu Hong out of the car.

Prison chief Tang Qingshan greeted him in the rain: "Long live my humble minister Tang Qingshan."

"Stop talking nonsense, what about the King of War?"

Gu Hong walked forward without squinting. Seeing this, Tang Qingshan hurried to Gu Hong's side to help the king lead the way.

The day before yesterday, Empress Meng, who had been away from the palace for more than ten years, entered the palace from Jinghua Temple.Together with King Gu Hong, he guarded Gu Jin who was sick in the middle of the night. After Gu Jin fell asleep, the King also told Queen Meng about the handwriting.

Waking up yesterday morning, Empress Meng hugged her daughter, tentatively asked about the contents written in the handwriting, and confirmed that all the contents written in the handwriting were true.

But Gu Jin never wrote such a handwritten letter for help, because Ari Silan would read every letter she sent back to the country in Monan.She also never instructed anyone to pass on information to Gu Xiu, she knew that Gu Xiu didn't lead many troops this time, and she didn't want Gu Xiu to put himself in danger.

Moreover, the left and right people who Gu Jin left as a dowry were all killed by Ari Silan in the past two years, and only a few inner prisons were left in the imperial city. Those people were killed when they entered the territory of Monan Ari Silan was sent to the racecourse to raise horses, and never got close to Gu Jin.

So who is this person who passed the handwritten letter to Gu Xiu?What is the intention?

This person knew that the princess had been humiliated in Monan but did not report it. In the end, he angered Gu Xiu with a handwritten letter, causing Gu Xiu to violate the national law.

Gu Hong, who has been king for more than [-] years, easily connected all this with the overwhelming memorials to impeach Gu Xiu these days.

The purpose of this person hiding behind is very clear, he just wants Gu Hong to use the national law to get rid of Gu Xiu, a thorn in his side.

This person who hides behind is not hesitating to use his daughter's safety to put his son to death.

As a father, as a king, he would never allow anyone in the court to dare to do such a thing.

King Gu Hong stepped into the dim prison, and under the guidance of Tang Qingshan, he came to the cell in the deepest part of the prison.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Zhanwang is here... right here..." Tang Qingshan wiped the water from his head, peeking at the expression on the king's face, his heart was in his throat.

Gu Hongli stood in front of that cell, separated by the heavy fence, and couldn't believe his eyes.

His son Gu Xiu had a heavy shackle stuck around his neck, heavy shackles on his hands and feet, scratches on his wrists and ankles, the skin was torn from the wound, and the shackles were stained with blood.Unkempt, with pointed cheeks, sunken eyes, and several openings on the lips due to lack of water, just leaning on a pile of wet and dirty straw in a daze, motionless.

The cell had no windows, and it was pouring rain outside, and the inside was hot and humid like a steamer.There was also a large broken bowl of rough clay on the ground, and the leftovers in the bowl were already infested with maggots.

In such a harsh environment, he felt as if he was about to suffocate after staying for a while longer.

Gu Hong covered his mouth and nose, and fixed his eyes on Tang Qingshan like a hawk: "The King of War is a first-rank prince, and he has not been convicted yet. Who allowed you to treat him so harshly?"

"Your Majesty, this... this is the order of Lord Shangshu... I can only listen to my immediate superiors..." Tang Qingshan knelt on his knees and said tremblingly.

Li Heng, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, Han Ming's confidant who supported him.

Han Ming, it's Han Ming again.

Now as long as he thinks of this name, the anger in Gu Hong's chest will go straight to the top of his head.

"Now, immediately remove these things from me."

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

Tang Qingshan didn't dare to be negligent, he immediately took out the key from his waist, and took two servants to remove all the shackles from Gu Xiu's body, and poured some water for Gu Xiu, and Gu Xiu slowly recovered his mind.

Gu Xiu, who came back to his senses, saw Gu Hong's first reaction was to bend down and kneel down to cover his messy clothes: "Father, my son is rude."

"Disrespectful? Do you know you're afraid now?" Gu Hong frowned, looking at Gu Xiu who had been tortured in just a few days and said, "Did you think of this day when you rushed out with the troops?"

"My son, I thought about it." Gu Xiu bent down and replied softly: "For the sake of elder sister, my son will not regret it."

"No regrets? Do you know how much trouble you have caused me? Do you know what is the crime of privately dispatching troops?!" Gu Hong stood where he was, and asked in a cold voice.

"My son knows, but..." Gu Xiu raised his head and looked at Gu Hong quietly with his eyes: "Father, how is Eldest Sister?"

"Are you still ashamed to ask your elder sister? Do you know that your elder sister misses you when she is sick, and how many days has it been since she didn't sleep well?"

"Father, I know I was wrong, and I am willing to plead guilty. It doesn't matter what you do with me, but don't tell the elder sister." Gu Xiu walked to Gu Hong's feet and grabbed the hem of Gu Hong's clothes: "Please also Father, don't deal with those soldiers on the frontier who went out with your ministers."

"Okay, how decent is it to talk about it?" Gu Hong had a straight face, feeling extremely sad in his heart.How could his son be so innocent that he was calculated to be like this for no reason, and he didn't even know it. He only thought about others: "I ask you, who gave you the handwriting that night?"

"Handwriting?" Gu Xiu let go of Gu Hong's clothes, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "How does Father know that there is still a handwriting? That handwriting was passed on to my son-in-law by my son-in-law's relatives after the banquet. Sui is not very bright, he just said it was given to him by a little guy."

"Then this handwriting was not given to you by your eldest sister, don't you doubt it?"

"I saw that the handwritten letter was written by the elder sister. I went to the south of the desert that day for a banquet, and I saw that Ari Silan was going to drink with the elder sister. I saw it with my own eyes, so I didn't think much about it. . . . "

Gu Xiu was outspoken, and Gu Hong understood it.The person who set a trap for Gu Xiu has already figured out Gu Xiu thoroughly.Even a fool in the soldiers around Gu Xiu knew what happened to the private banquet that day. It can be seen that this person has been arranging for a long time in Monan Border Pass and Beijing.

The only one who can do this is Han Ming, the prime minister who relies on his own position.

"Didn't think too much about it? Since you went to war because of this handwritten letter, why didn't you just bring that handwritten letter back and submit it to me? You can't even justify yourself!"

"Father, it is a fact that my son and minister violated the laws of the country, and it is also a fact that he went to war without an order. It is not stated in the criminal law. If there is a reason for the incident, he will not be held accountable." Gu Xiu's voice became weaker and weaker, as if he felt something coming from The pressure in Gu Hong's eyes.

Gu Hong closed his eyes and thought to himself, if Han Mochu hadn't handed the handwritten letter in front of him, the child probably wouldn't have said a word for him until he died.

This child Gu Xiu has been like this since he was a child.Naturally stubborn and stubborn, he is exactly the same as his father.

"At this point, the matter is full of discussion, and the ministers are participating. How do you plan to end it?" The king stood with his hands behind his back, and his eyes refocused on Gu Xiu: "Kill you, or let you go?"

"The matter has come to this point, I have nothing to say, I only wish to wash away my crimes with blood, and I only hope that the father will not be implicated!" Gu Xiu knelt at Gu Hong's feet, stood up and bowed, and knelt on Gu Hong's feet with his forehead.

Gu Xiu leaned over and knelt down, Gu Hong focused his eyes on the two or three bloodstains on Gu Xiu's back through the rough clothes, and replied in a cold voice. "Okay, that's what you said."

After the Dragon Boat Festival, King Gu Hong finally announced his punishment for War King Gu Xiu.

Ask the crime for acting recklessly, and blame the spine for eighty sticks. When executing the sentence, all the officials will look at it together, so as to serve as a warning to others.

The rest of the titles, military positions, and court salary are all the same as before.

It is obvious that the king punished them in order to stop the mouths of those courtiers.As for Han Mochu who was guilty of poor supervision, the king didn't mention a word at all.And the 50 soldiers of the frontier army who went out with Gu Xiu actually added military merit for conquering Monan and frightening the entire Mongolian area.

Gu Hong felt that what Nan Xi said was very true, those courtiers wanted him to deal with Gu Xiu according to the national law.Then what he sets is the law of the country, and he can deal with it as he wants.

On the day when Gu Xiu was tortured, the sky was dark and the thunder was rolling.

Wearing plain clothes, he stood upright and knelt on the open space under the jade steps in front of Hanyuan Hall.Last night, Tang Qingshan, the director of the prison, prepared hot water and a soft couch for him, took a bath and changed clothes for him, and slept peacefully all night.To ensure that when he is tortured today, he will be full of energy and not be too embarrassed.

As the king read out the imperial decree, sixteen execution officers holding browwood sticks lined up in two teams and stood behind Gu Xiu.

This is a corporal punishment related to the three parties of the monarch and ministers, father and son, and the court, and it is also a corporal punishment related to the majesty of the law of the country.

This criminal responsibility is destined to be solemn and solemn, and there must be no trace of favoritism.

The breeze swayed a strand of Gu Xiu's hair scattered at the corner of his eyebrows, and there was no sign of any uneasiness before the execution on his resolute face.This is the arrogance inherent in Gu Xiu's bones and blood, and he can't bend it even if he keeps fighting.

At noon, the prison officer first bowed to the king to ask for instructions, and then shouted: "Take off your clothes."

Without hesitation, Gu Xiu took off the unlined clothing on his own, revealing the well-proportioned and strong muscles of his upper body.Those exposed skins were covered with scars left by Gu Xiu during his conquest at the border. Every scar was like a resounding slap in the face of those who impeached Gu Xiu a few days ago.

The sky gradually became darker, and one or two drops of rain fell on Gu Xiu's face, making it cool.

The prison officer shouted again: "Execution!"

Gu Xiu could only hear a sound of wind behind him, and then there was a severe pain on his back like a fire, like a brand of iron fire.

The executioners were in teams of two, and beat Gu Xiu's back alternately with wooden sticks in their hands, one left and one right.

Four or five sticks opened a piece of flesh on Gu Xiu's back, and blood gushed out.

Gu Xiu tightly closed his lips, stared at the king and his officials under the eaves of Hanyuan Hall with frowned eyes, and clenched his left hand into a fist.Just now when he was undressing, he grabbed the little fox that was hiding next to his body in his hand.Every time the stick fell, his palms would clenched tighter, as if it didn't hurt so much.

It had been a long time since he had seen the little fox that he missed in his heart.

That night, he said to him: "Get out, get out now."

Then, the situation became what it is today.

He not only saved his eldest sister, but also saved his future.He knew that the little fox did all these things for him.

He knew it from the beginning.

With the sound of thunder, more and more raindrops fell on his body, soaking in the wound on his back, like some fine worms passed through the wound and got into the crevices of his bones.It made his heart tighten, but he was very sober.

"Father, it's raining, why don't you punish him slowly." Ning Wang Guyou looked anxiously at his younger brother who was kneeling in the rain and was being punished, begging in a low voice.

The king was unmoved.

As the rain intensified, the wound on Gu Xiu's back was washed away by the rain, and the blood mixed with the rain poured into a small river on the brick floor, and Gu Xiu's body was also crumbling.But he didn't make a sound, the muscles all over his body were tensed into edges, and the veins on his arms were bulging.

The torture rod counted to 47, and Gu Xiu couldn't support himself any longer and fell forward, spraying a mouthful of blood on the ground.Those executioners were very measured, those sticks did not hurt his internal organs.

This mouthful of blood is the bruise that he suffocated for the instinctive shouting in his heart.

He would rather vomit blood than scream in pain.Because he is the prince of this dynasty, especially the prince who holds the military power, no matter how severe the punishment, he can't make himself look so miserable.

"Father! Father! Seventh brother, he vomited blood! Father!" Gu You jumped anxiously on the high platform, knelt down on the high platform and shook the king's sleeves constantly: "Father! Father, take a look! "

After a brief absence, Gu Xiu regained consciousness in the heavy rain.He slowly propped up his body on his elbows, straightened his back again, and clenched his left fist even tighter.

The executioner didn't get the king's order to stop the execution, and the execution rod still fell on Gu Xiu's bruised back as usual according to the regulations.

The number of punishment rods exceeds 69, and the rain gradually decreases.Gu Xiu kept supporting his body so as not to fall into a faint.Han Mochu was not by his side, so he would not let himself lose consciousness no matter what.In the clenched fist of his left hand, the nails had almost dug into the flesh.

In fact, after this punishment, Gu Xiu could no longer feel the pain in his body, his whole body fell into a feeling of bloating and heavy due to the washing of the rain, the blood in his chest surged up, and his eyes turned black.

The torture rod counted to 75, and Gu Xiu was beaten forward again. He instinctively supported the ground with his elbows, causing both elbows to hit the hard brick floor, and the skin was scratched by the impact.A large mass of blood gushed out from his throat, and the strong smell of blood caused the human body to retch instinctively.With a wow, Gu Xiu spit out all the stomach acid and blood in his stomach, which melted into the stagnant water in front of him, and was diluted to pink by the rain.

"Father! My son, please stop beating me! Seventh Brother, he really can't take it anymore!" Gu You knelt down on the ground regardless, reached out and hugged Gu Hong's waist, crying with red eyes: "Father, I beg you, my son."

"76, 77, 78, 79, eighty..."

The last five sticks were managed by Gu Xiuqiang with his body.It didn't hurt, it just felt heavy, but no matter how heavy Gu Xiu was, he didn't bend his shoulder blades.

The torrential rain passed and the sky cleared.

The prison officer announced loudly: "The execution is over!"

"My son is punished, thank you for your kindness." Gu Xiu stood up trembling, blood flowed from his jaw all the way to his neck.The big pool of water around him has been stained red by the blood on his back, like ink and ink, flowing and fading.

This criminal responsibility can be regarded as the fulfillment of his oath to wash the crime with blood.

The king, who had been silent for a long time, finally opened his mouth, and asked Han Ming, the loyal and diligent prime minister behind him, if there was nothing: "Are you satisfied?"

On the high platform, all the ministers bowed their heads in silence, not saying a word.Only Ning Wang Gu You hugged the king's waist and wept into tears.

"Since all the adults are satisfied, then this matter is over." Gu Hong patted Gu You's shoulder without changing his face, and said softly: "Okay, okay, stop crying, and send your seventh brother back home. Let's go to the house."

Not going back to prison, but directly going back to the government.

Gu Hong's words made it clear to those courtiers who were ordered to watch the punishment that Gu Xiu received this punishment because of you.

The king's move completely dumbfounded those courtiers who were biting Gu Xiu like mad dogs a few days ago.

The emperor beats the prince and shows it to his courtiers.How long will this group of courtiers who have seen it survive?

King Ning Gu You got the order, Sa Yazi ran down from the high platform, took off his outer clothes and put them on Gu Xiu's back: "Seventh brother, how are you?"

"I'm fine, don't let Eldest Sister know." Gu Xiu supported his body, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, managed to catch his breath, dragging his back wounds, bleeding all over the floor, he only felt chills all over his body .

"What nonsense are you talking about. How could the eldest sister not know about this thunder-like movement?" Gu You tried several times to help Gu Xiu up, but his strength was too weak, and he couldn't stand up after several attempts. Throw Gu Xiu to the ground.With red eyes, he yelled at the servants at the side: "What are you doing in a daze? Come and give me a hand!"

In the center of Beijing, inside the Zhanwang Mansion.

Su Che rolled up his sleeves, turned out from the door of Gu Xiu's bedroom, and washed away the blood stains on his hands in the copper basin beside him.

Han Mochu leaned on the chair in the outer hall and closed his eyes to rest his mind. Hearing the sound of Su Che coming out, he asked, "Is everything all right?"

"All right."

"How is his injury?" Han Mochu raised his hand and pressed his swollen temple.

"Either these torture prisons are handcrafted. The Eighty-Spine Rod didn't hurt any muscles and bones, but the skin and flesh were all smashed. They need to be raised for a while." Su Che picked up a soft towel and wiped the dirt on his hands. Water stain: "Speaking of which, your complexion is not very good. How many days have you not slept well? Stretch out your wrist and let me take a look with you."

"No need, I'll just keep him with him for a few days." Han Mochu opened his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot: "Don't leave these days, just say that Zhanwangfu allows you to sit in the mansion for consultation."

"Of course I won't leave. Even if you tell me to leave, I won't leave." Su Che looked at the black eyes in Han Mochu's eyes, and couldn't help turning his head to the side and complaining, "What do you think you're trying to do? Just stop him." As long as he doesn't let him go, why bother with this trip, both of them are almost dead."

"You don't understand, if I can't even tolerate his kindness, what kind of counselor should I be? How can I have the face to help him?"

"Then don't you feel sorry for him being hurt like this? I told you to steal him out and raise him on Baiming Mountain a few years ago. Why do you have to fight like this every day, like walking on thin ice?" Su Che curled his lips and grabbed his hand He poured himself a cup from the teapot and poured it into his stomach.

"I'll go in and see him." Han Mochu didn't answer, got up and walked to Gu Xiu'an's bedroom.

The room is burning with leisurely benzoin.

Gu Xiu was sleeping soundly on his side on the couch, his whole back was covered with bandages, and he was frowning in his sleep.The pain of flesh and blood wounds is difficult to eliminate, and the only way to relieve his pain is to let him sleep as much as possible.

Han Mochu walked to his couch, quietly covered Gu Xiu with a thin quilt, and gently rubbed his palm against his back.

He didn't look at Gu Xiu when he was brought back, and he also sat outside when Su Che treated the wound with him.

He knew that the shattered flesh of the rod had to be gouged out and regrown, and the scars were connected together, the process was long and painful.

Just now, he clearly heard Gu Xiu shout hoarsely, and then he didn't make another sound.

He wanted to go in and look, but he couldn't bear it.

He was afraid that if he went in, if the drowsy Gu Xiu grabbed his body to dodge and refused to let Su Che touch him, then he would definitely hug him and avoid Su Che to touch him.

Han Mochu silently sat beside Gu Xiu's bed, gently stroking Gu Xiu's sweaty forehead.He accidentally discovered that his left hand was clenched into half a fist all the time, and he carefully spread out the palm, and in the palm was the little fox made of paper.

The little fox had been crumpled and soaked in rain, and it was almost out of shape.And stained with blood, it became mottled and broken.

Just like Gu Xiu's broken back.

It can be seen that Gu Xiu kept holding it in his palm when he was tortured.

Han Mochu raised his mouth, found another piece of stronger colored paper on the bookshelf beside him, cut it out again, slowly folded an identical little fox, and placed it in Gu Xiu's palm again.

This time he also painted the eyebrows and eyes of the little fox, two crescent-like eyes, the same as his usual expression.

All smiling.

Gu Xiu, who hadn't slept too soundly, woke up to the sound of paper origami, shook the paper in his heart in a trance, suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Han Mochu who was sitting by the couch, and blurted out: : "Master?"

Since Gu Xiu led the army that day, it was the first time to see Han Mochu again until today.Han Mochu was still as calm and gentle as ever, but the gloomy bruises in front of his eyes showed his devotion to these days.

"Did you wake up Your Highness?" Han Mochu frowned and smiled warmly, "I saw that Your Highness's little fox was broken, so I made another one for Your Highness."

When Gu Xiu was tortured, he kept holding the little fox in his palm, as if the tighter he held it, the less pain he would feel.

Unexpectedly, if you hold it too tightly, it will be broken after rubbing.

"Yeah." Gu Xiu spread his palms and looked at the little fox in his palm, which had only brows and eyes, and was becoming more and more lifelike.He didn't say much, just took advantage of the situation and hid the little fox under the pillow, and leaned sideways on Han Mochu's lap.

Gu Xiu knew that Han Mochu made him that little fox, which meant that he had sensed his thoughts, but Gu Xiu didn't want to explain anything about it.

He is too tired right now, and he knows that Han Mochu is also tired.He just wanted to be close to Han Mochu frankly like this. As for those entanglements and disturbances, if he couldn't figure it out, he simply didn't think about it.

Left and right Han Mochu is still by his side,

After Gu Xiu woke up, the pain in his back began to scream, wave after wave like waves hitting rocks.Gradually, he even had to bite his lower lip tightly to suppress it.

"Your Highness, is the pain severe?"

"Yeah." Gu Xiu nodded affirmatively, raised his eyes and said: "Actually, you can stop me that night and not let me send troops."

"I know how much Your Highness cares about the princess. So what I can do is to open up a way out of this seemingly inevitable matter. It's just that His Highness will be hurt in the end." Han Mochu put his palm on Gu Xiu Gently stroking the back of his back through the quilt: "But it's okay, as much as His Majesty is in pain right now, His Majesty will hate those who force him to deal with His Majesty."

"Master, I wasn't real that night... I really told you to go away..." Gu Xiu lowered his eyelids, he was very close to Han Mochu, and the faint smell of paper and ink on Han Mochu's body was more persuasive than benzoin. He was relieved.

"What is your highness explaining this? The minister and your highness knew everything that night, didn't they?"

That night, Gu Xiu and Han Mochu only looked at each other once.About that handwritten letter, about everything that will happen next, the two of them instantly had a tacit understanding.

That night, Gu Xiu pretended to be irritated by the handwritten letter of unknown origin, and led his troops to rush to Monan territory recklessly.

Han Mochu returned to Beijing at night and arranged everything in Beijing.Han Mochu first stabilized all the courtiers who wanted to plead for Gu Xiu's life.

A few more proper officials were dragged along with the general trend to participate in Gu Xiu's performance together.Forcing the king to issue a decree to deal with it according to the law of the country.

In the Imperial Prison, Gu Xiu's miserable state was also intentionally arranged by Gu Xiu after entering the Imperial Prison.

Everything is to draw the king's attention to that mad dog Han Ming who is used to biting people.

Gu Xiu and Han Mochu knew very well that the person who delivered this handwritten letter full of errors and omissions was by no means the loyal and diligent Zaifu.The real man behind the scenes aims to kill two birds with one stone.

So after the two of them read the handwritten letter, they decided to follow suit.

One can make Han Ming lose his sacred heart, and King Xie Gu Yan lose his arm.Secondly, it also allowed the king to temporarily forget his fear of the increasingly powerful Gu Xiu.

This is truly killing two birds with one stone.

"You know, you know, but I feel happy when I say something."

"Your Highness is feeling happy, so let's sleep a little longer. I'm here, I'm not going anywhere."

Gu Xiu fell asleep again under Han Mochu's comfort as if he was relieved from a heavy burden. This time, Gu Xiu's brows relaxed, and he was really fast asleep.

§Volume III. The Wind of Seizing the Inheritance§