Xue Yuan has never felt this way.
Even when applying medicine to the saint, Xue Yuan just sighed that the little emperor's skin was as tender as tofu. But now, seeing Gu Yuanbai revealing a completely different side from his usual days, which is completely different from his usual ruthlessness, there is a feeling of numbness in his scalp.
Like Yu, they are both men, but they are completely different from him. Xue Yuan originally thought that everyone looked hideous, but he didn't expect it to be.
The saint is indeed a jade man, and he is impeccably beautiful and lovely no matter where he is.
Xue Yuan took a step back, a little hot. He turned his gaze away with strong restraint, returned to the wooden door, knocked on the door and said, "Sir, I will bring you tea."
I was still thinking in my mind, it was pink, it turned out to be pink.
Gu Yuanbai was taken aback, his subordinates exerted force, and his expression became hideous for a moment.
Xue Yuan was a little dazed and didn't hear the response.
Gu Yuanbai didn't hear the footsteps leaving, and his subordinates were forced to stop. He turned his head and saw a black figure standing outside the door.
Gu Yuanbai was still stuck at the point where he couldn't go up or down. He was so angry that he said helplessly, "Xue Yuan?"
Xue Yuan subconsciously said: "It's very beautiful."
Gu Yuanbai: "?"
Gu Yuanbai said, "What?"
Xue Yuan came back to his senses in a flash. He looked at the wooden door, and he seemed to see the little emperor through the wooden door. He was crazy. He suspected that he was crazy. Comfortable and comfortable.
There should still be enthusiasm... Pink and tender like that, there is actually a man...
He coughed heavily and said, "Sage's voice is wrong, but it's not very comfortable?"
Gu Yuanbai lowered his head and glanced at his hand, "...No problem, step back."
Xue Yuan turned around and took a few steps in large strides. When he was about to walk out of the palace gate, he felt that something was wrong. He looked down and was still holding the tea he had just brewed in his hand.
Xue Yuan stood silent for a while, then went back and put the tea in front of the door, and then strode away from the place.
When Gu Yuanbai came out of the shower, half an hour had passed. He was wearing his underwear, and the palace servants outside were called in to serve him. When he was neatly dressed and the water on his hair was wiped off, the sun outside had moved westward. .
When Sheng Shang went out of the palace gate, Xue Yuan looked over. Sheng Shang's exposed skin was steamed white and red with hot water. Xue Yuan's scalp exploded again, and the white inside turned red.
Of all the guards, his expression was the most bizarre. Gu Yuanbai looked sideways and remembered the pot of tea he had placed in front of the door, so he said lazily, "Guard Xue, go and take the pot of tea that I gave to me. return."
Xue Yuan replied: "Yes."
He walked quickly to the hall, and within a few breaths, he found the tea pot next to the door. Xue Yuan picked up the tea and looked at the spring pool in the door, and the fragrance in the spring came up.
Xue Yuan couldn't help but wonder, so fans, is it possible that they were steamed by hot water
... Xue Jiuyao, it's none of your business whether the little emperor is a fan or not.
Xue Yuan walked out with a cold face carrying the water.
Gu Yuanbai took a few sips of water and finally felt a little more comfortable in his dry lips. He has just released it once, and it is very surprising that although the thing is not very big and still tender, its staying power is really strong, which at least gives Gu Yuanbai a little masculinity.
He returned to the palace in a good mood. Today's affairs were finished ahead of schedule. Gu Yuanbai took out the book and read it. After a while, he suddenly thought: "Is this year's spring hunting going to start?"
Tian Fusheng whispered: "There is still about half a month."
Gu Yuanbai said with a smile: "I haven't gone hunting in the paddock for a long time. My affairs are too busy. Even I want to relax."
Tian Fusheng couldn't help but said, "Your Highness, the Imperial Physician asks you not to think too much. You are busy all day long, how can you bear it?"
If the sage was healthy, Tian Fusheng would never say such words to persuade the sage not to be too diligent. It was just that the sage was weak and easily contracted diseases. Such a busy day would overwhelm his body.
Gu Yuanbai smiled, "Let's arrange the rules of Spring Hunting."
The sage avoided this topic, and Tian Fusheng had no choice. He honestly retreated and arranged for the spring hunting to be put on the agenda.
Spring hunting and autumn hunting have a set of regulations since ancient times, and it is not troublesome to implement. The Imperial Army set off ten days in advance, to defend the top of the mountain and keep all matters threatening the emperor outside the top of the mountain.
The spring hunting was supposed to be held in March, but this year, the meeting was held in March, and the spring hunting was postponed. It is now May, and the spring sun has not yet passed. Great time for hunting.
Whatever the emperor ordered, the entire court naturally followed suit.
Spring hunting is a large-scale encirclement hunting activity, and all clans and courtiers who can participate also have requirements. A few days ago, everyone in the court held their breath and dared not speak loudly and did not dare to breathe loudly. First, they were frightened by the affairs of the Censor Terrace and King Qi. The officials who were relegated to the locality were frightened. In these days, a big stone seemed to be pressing on their backs. Everyone was cautious in their words and deeds, for fear of committing any taboos.
And such an atmosphere is not conducive to the stability of the court.
Therefore, another purpose of Gu Yuanbai's proposal of spring hunting was to ease the relationship between the emperor and his ministers, so as to appease the hearts of the officials.
This trick works very well. As soon as the news was released, the capital became lively and lively, and various agencies began to speed up the processing of various affairs to make time for the spring hunting.
And Chu Wei, who was put on the censor's desk by the saint, also began to be as busy as Kong Yilin.
Their own official positions are still in the Hanlin Academy, and their busyness can only be said to be part-time jobs given by the emperor, but even so, they are very satisfied with only one salary for doing one more job.
Gu Yuanbai admired their mentality very much. Look, look at these buddies in ancient times. They are not too tired to work a lot and do not think too much of a low salary. They are willing to 996 and 0071 every day. Such employees are now, All have to be squeezed to death by the boss.
On this day, Chu Wei came to face the saint and told Gu Yuanbai about the situation of the Censor Terrace. He said it very carefully, and even analyzed the various factions in the original Censor Terrace clearly, and found and defeated them one by one. way. Some are punished, some are praised, and official positions can be used as checks and balances.
It has to be said that what he said was very reasonable, even if Gu Yuanbai had already had the regulations for dealing with the Censor's Desk, he couldn't help but shine.
Chu Wei's talent, after he started to find the right direction, was sharp and useful.
Gu Yuanbai listened with a smile, and after listening, he said, "Chu Qing has worked hard."
Chu Wei smiled slightly, his face was like a spring breeze, and he calmly said: "This is the duty of the minister."
This is definitely false. Father Chu's official position is not high. Even after he completed the task of water control, he was transferred by Gu Yuanbai to the Ministry of Water and the Ministry of Industry and gave him a false post. He never had any ambition to improve.
The minister of the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Water had more power than the one of the Ministry of Rites, and together with the foreign ministers, they were in charge of the decrees of Chuandu and Pichi in the world, so as to guide the ditch and the weir. Chu Xun is so peaceful, so naturally he can't bring much help to his son. Chu Wei can check it so clearly, so deeply, and he knows how much effort it took.
Gu Yuanbai said warmly, "Chu Qing, you did a good job."
The little emperor's words were soft, and Chu Wei couldn't help but be taken aback. In his memory, the sage had once spoken to him in such a warm voice.
… the time he was tied to the dragon bed.
Chu Wei's ears turned red without a trace, and he lowered his eyes and said, "It would be good if you could share your worries for the Holy One."
Beauty looks pleasing to the eye, especially talented beauties. Gu Yuanbai took Chu Wei directly to the Imperial Garden for a walk to show his favor.
Chu Wei's poetry and prose are also excellent, and the six arts of a gentleman are first-rate. When he saw the saint smiling in the flowers and plants, he couldn't help but ask: "Holy, can this minister make a painting for you?"
Gu Yuanbai laughed: "Paint me?"
Chu Wei nodded.
Gu Yuanbai thought for a while, he didn't seem to have left any portraits, so he asked Tian Fusheng to move a chair, found a background with a hundred flowers blooming, and sat down leisurely.
The palace attendant brought painting tools to Chu Wei. Every frame of paper is precious, and every paint is fresh and beautiful. The palace attendants stood on both sides, quietly watching Chu Wei paint.
The sage's pale lips are smiling, his eyes are bright and full of spirit, and between his eyebrows is the confidence and confidence that he is in power. Eye-catching vitality.
Very interesting, the little emperor is not in good health, but he looks alive and alive. And some people are healthy, but always look dead. The bright and fiery feeling unique to the Holy Lord is like a flaming flame.
Chu Wei was full of thoughts, picked up a slender pen, dipped in water and light ink, and sketched a sketch hastily.
The sun moved westward, and the warm sun cast a layer of golden light on Sheng Shang's body. Chu Wei looked up at Sheng Shang, and then lowered his head to draw a stroke. His expression was serious, but Xue Yuan always felt that he was using the public for personal gain.
Every time he looked at the little emperor, Xue Yuan felt that he had a bad intention. He drew the little emperor's eyebrows on the paper, which meant that his eyes had licked the little emperor's eyebrows.
Then came the little emperor's divine eyes.
Xue Yuan held the sword hilt at his waist with a smile on his face.
The doorman in the mansion informed him about the results of the investigation of Chu Wei last time, and he did not find that Chu Wei had a tendency to like men at all. Xue Yuan didn't believe the bullshit they found at all, and didn't like men
Don't you like the way a man can deliberately hug the little emperor in front of him
He sneered, thinking that Chu Wei didn't dislike men, but that the person he liked was the most respected person in the world, so he didn't dare to say anything.
Chu Wei's eyes fixed and moved away from the emperor's face little by little, and he painted the saint. It was not necessary for the saint to sit there all the time. After all, it was too tiring. Chu Wei wrote down the picture with his brain, and asked Gu Yuanbai to get up and walk.
A good painting takes time to grind, and the painting is not finished when the value is scattered. With the permission of the sage, Chu Wei can bring the painting back to the mansion, and then present the painting after the painting is finished.
When leaving the palace, Chu Wei and Xue Yuan walked out of the palace one after the other.
The Chu family was waiting outside the palace gate with a carriage, and Xue Yuan's means of transportation was a horse. Xue Yuan rode his horse past Chu Wei's carriage, and Chu Wei looked at him with disgust.
And Xue Yuan, who passed by Chu Wei's carriage, had already restrained his smile, and thoughtlessly thought about how to teach Chu Wei a lesson.
There are always people who are higher than the sky and dare to think about things that Xiao should not think about.
If he didn't teach him a lesson, he didn't even know how much he weighed.
Xue Yuan thought about bloody things with an expressionless face, and drove the horse very slowly. He only came to his senses when he passed a jade shop on the way.
…inevitably remembered something pink.
Suddenly the scalp numb.