Gu Pan Lanling

"This……"

The manager Gao Wen looked embarrassed, hesitating and not knowing how to answer.

Gu Zimo frowned, "Even you don't know his return date? Then I just stay in the palace like this? Eat and drink for nothing?"

Gao Wen didn't expect Gu Zimo to say that, he paused, and said to Gu Zimo: "If Mr. Zimo is bored staying in the palace, maybe he can learn swordsmanship, if the prince knows, he will be happy. "

Gu Zimo couldn't laugh or cry at Gao Wen's words, "Mr. Gao, do you think I'm the material for martial arts?"

Gao Wen looked at Gu Zimo up and down, seeing Gu Zimo's handsome face, but his body was thin, he said against his will: "With Mr. Zimo's ingenuity, practicing martial arts will not be difficult for you. I believe Mr. Zimo , will surely live up to the prince’s expectations.”

Seeing that Gao Wen seized the opportunity to put a high hat on himself, Gu Zimo felt helpless, "Sir Gao, please don't tease me, my body has been sick since I was a child, and it is already good as it is now, I don't want to Learn martial arts to find trouble for yourself..."

"Hey, but the lord is the Lanling King of Daqi after all. Now the Northern Zhou Dynasty is eyeing him like a tiger, and he often invades Daqi, which makes the border unsafe. Your Highness may have fewer and fewer days to return to the palace. If Mr. Mo can't learn Wu, how should I go to the army with the prince in the future?"

As soon as Gao Wen's sigh fell, Gu Zimo almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

His eyes widened in surprise, and he asked Gao Wen, "What you mean is that I will go to the army with King Lanling in the future?"

"It's very possible, that's why I persuaded Mr. Zimo to learn martial arts. In terms of swordsmanship, I'm still a bit ignorant. If Mr. Zimo is willing to learn, I'm willing to teach you everything..."

"Director Gao, please spare me! You are willing to teach, but I am not willing to learn! Don't talk about martial arts, I won't be interested!"

Gu Zimo interrupted Gao Wen with a headache, let out a sigh of relief, and looked at the gradually darkening sky, "I don't know where Director Gao plans to arrange for me to live?"

"Mr. Zimo's room is next door to the prince's room, not far away. I will take Mr. Mo there."

After Gao Wen finished speaking, he respectfully walked in front of Gu Zimo to guide Gu Zimo.

When Gu Zimo heard Gao Wen say that his room was next to King Lanling's room, he didn't think much about it.

Probably if you are an aide, you should be closer to communicate.

Otherwise, it would be too strange to arrange for someone he doesn't know to live in a room so close to King Lanling.

Are you not worried that being an assassin will endanger King Lanling?

"Mr. Zimo, here we are. When we go down to pick up Mr. Zimo and go back to the mansion, I ordered someone to tidy up the room and put on a fire. Mr. Zimo should not feel cold at night."

As Gao Wen said, he pushed open the door of the room. The candles inside were brightly lit, and the furnishings and layout of the room were actually Gu Zimo's favorite style in his daily life.

He couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and he nodded in satisfaction at Gao Wen's arrangement, whether it was a coincidence or a mistake that happened to his liking, "Director Gao has worked hard."

"Young Master Zimo, you are being polite. If there is anything that needs to be improved, you must tell me."

Gao Wen's words were still respectful, which made Gu Zimo feel very inappropriate. After thinking about it for a while, he still planned to say to Gao Wenming, "Director Gao, since I will stay in the palace as an aide from now on, then, you and I They are all ministers who serve King Lanling, they are colleagues.

So, between you and me, don't be so polite, besides, you have been in the palace longer than me, I should respect you as a senior, if there is anything I need to do in the future, you can tell me to do it anyway, Mr. Gao—"

Gu Zimo's sincere words made Gao Wen's expression change instantly.Hastily explained to Gu Zimo: "Mr. Zimo, this is absolutely unacceptable. You are a person who is highly valued by the prince, and I am just a retainer. It is my duty to handle trivial matters at home for the prince, but Mr. Zimo is really capable. How dare I compare the person who is responsible for the prince with Mr. Zimo..."

"I..." Gu Zimo really didn't understand why Gao Wen had such a strange idea, he didn't think he had the ability to share the worries of King Lanling.

I wanted to say a few more words to Gao Wen, but seeing that Gao Wen was so frightened by him, I couldn't continue, "Forget it, let's talk about this later, Mr. Gao, you are very tired today, go back and rest Well, I'm going to bed too."

"Mr. Zimo, wait a moment, your dinner is ready, I'll pass it on to you next time..."

"Don't bother Mr. Gao, I'm not hungry." Gu Zimo was not being polite, but he was indeed not hungry.

"This..." Gao Wen was a little embarrassed, "Young Master Zimo, you should eat as much as you want, otherwise I won't be able to explain to the prince."

"Has King Lanling always cared so much for his subjects?"

Gu Zimo really finds it unbelievable. He always eats when he has no appetite at home, even his parents don't care about him.

How are you now?

The King of Lanling, whom he had only met once, actually took care of his trivial matters of eating.

"Your Highness has the world in mind, loves the people like a son, and is loved by the people of Daqi..."

"Yes yes yes, what Director Gao said is correct, but did Director Gao forget? I am also a citizen of Daqi, so I naturally know that our King Lanling is the hero in the hearts of the entire people of Daqi. If possible, Zimo I really want to talk with Director Gao about the admiration and admiration for His Royal Highness Lanling, but now, Zimo is too sleepy and wants to go to bed early. So, please come back, Director Gao."

"But... dinner..."

"Director Gao, what's the matter, let's discuss it tomorrow, okay?"

Gu Zimo didn't wait for Gao Wen to continue, he pulled Gao Wen out of the room, then gave Gao Wen a very gentle smile, retreated to the room, and closed the door.

Gao Wen's embarrassing voice came from outside the door, "Mr. Zimo, if you feel hungry at night, you must remember to summon the servants outside to watch the night. I will order the dining room to keep meals for Mr. Zimo for Zimo to eat." You can enjoy it anytime..."

Gu Zimo didn't say anything, but leaned over, blew out the candle, and the room became dark immediately.

Outside the door, Manager Gao seemed to sigh and left.

Gu Zimo breathed a sigh of relief when he watched Gao Wen's figure finally leave at the door.

He figured he needed to calm down...

Although Gao Wen didn't have any malice towards him, and deliberately said that he was completely respectful, but the more Gao Wen behaved like this, the more it made him feel uneasy.

Maybe, I think too much.

Why he stayed in this palace, he knew better than anyone else, and King Lanling should also be very clear.

When Gao Xiaolin's matter came to an end, he would leave the palace.

As for these unbelievable things, he thought, it's useless to think too much, it's better to sleep.

Therefore, Gu Zimo was really lying on this high-quality sandalwood embossed bed, and when he closed his eyes, he would stay overnight until dawn.

……

In the blink of an eye, Gu Zimo has already lived in Lanling Palace for half a month.

For half a month, King Lanling still had no news.

He asked Gao Wen more than once, and Gao Wen's answer was always the same every time: "Mr. Zimo, please be safe and don't be impatient. When the prince finishes handling the military affairs, he will return as soon as possible."

Gu Zimo's daily pastime activities in the palace are very limited. Apart from reading, he is painting. The only difference from being at home is that the scenes of reading and painting in Lanling Palace are completely different from those at home.

There are pavilions, terraces and pavilions in the Lanling Palace, and there are beautiful scenery everywhere.

However, repeating the same thing every day, Gu Zimo will feel boring after all, especially the servants of the entire palace, including Gao Wen, are surprisingly respectful towards him...

It made him feel really uncomfortable.

He is withdrawn and aloof on weekdays, and he doesn't like to communicate with others, but it doesn't mean that he likes to be treated as an alternative.

Now in this palace, there is not even a person like Chang Qing who can talk and laugh at will, which will inevitably make Gu Zimo feel sad.

If this goes on like this, he's afraid he'll get bored.

So Gu Zimo decided to go to Gao Wen, no matter what, he would leave the house today.

"Mr. Zimo, it's not impossible to think of leaving the palace. But, you have to return to the palace before you."

Gao Wen agreed so easily, Gu Zimo was a little surprised, but he was overjoyed, "Don't worry about Mr. Gao, I just go home to visit my parents, and I will be back as soon as possible."

Fearing that Gao Wen would send a few tails after him, Gu Zimo quickly added to Gao Wen: "I don't want anyone to follow me when I go home, and I hope President Gao will understand Zimo."

"I understand. It's just that Mr. Zimo promised me that I must return to the palace before Youshi."

"Put your heart in your belly, I, Gu Zimo, will never break my word."

After assuring Gao Wen, Gao Wen really kept his word.

Gu Zimo left the palace very smoothly.

He didn't see each other for half a month, and as soon as he left the palace, he rushed back home non-stop, but the door of the house was locked, and his parents were out.

Gu Zimo sat at home for a while and felt very bored, so he rode to the cloth village managed by Changqing.

The business of Buzhuang was not good. When he arrived at the gate of Buzhuang, he saw Chang Qing sitting there with a gloomy face.

"Is it so difficult to do business now?"

Gu Zimo looked at the fabrics in these cloth shops, and found that the styles were all new, and the colors were the most popular colors in previous years, but why the business this year was so sluggish.

"Zimo? Why are you here?"

Seeing Gu Zimo, Chang Qing's eyes lit up instantly.

He got up and walked towards Gu Zimo, looking him up and down.

But Gu Zimo's complexion was rosy, and his complexion was very good, "You boy, I haven't seen you in half a month, you look so good, brother, I thought you were too stressed in the Lanling Palace, you couldn't eat well, you couldn't sleep well, worry You will lose a lot of weight, and you will be raised to be white and tender, hurry up and tell your brothers, what does the King of Lanling treat you with? He has raised you, a staff member, so well?"

"What nonsense!" Gu Zimo cast a blank glance at Chang Qing, and said helplessly, "Aside from reading, painting, and admiring flowers in the past half month, I just ate and slept, and I didn't even care about King Lanling's love." Haven't seen each other."