Jade shop.
After returning to Beijing, Xue Yuan had never entered such a store.
The horse under the crotch paced back and forth, Gu Yuanbai was all in his mind, and Xue Yuan's eyes were always fixed on the jade shop. In the end, he pulled his lips and turned over and got off the horse neatly.
There will be a lot of water mist, and it may be wrong.
Whether it is the color or not, you still need to take a look at it with your own eyes, otherwise it will always be stuck in the bottom of your heart, and it will be unpleasant. Xue Yuan had to think of a way to make Gu Yuanbai take off his pants in front of him.
How could Gu Yuanbai take off his pants in front of him
Picked it up directly
While thinking about how to pick it up, Xue Yuan stepped into the jade shop. The owner of the jade shop hurriedly greeted him, "What kind of jade ornaments do you want?"
Xue Yuan was still wearing a guard uniform, and the clothes of Du Yuhou in front of the hall were only slightly different from the guard uniform he wore before, tall, straight and handsome. He glanced at the jade ornaments in the shop, but didn't see the jade he wanted, so he raised his eyelids, looked at the boss and said, "Are there any slender and pink jade pieces?"
The boss was stunned, "Slender and pinkish?"
Xue Yuan then gestured, and then asked, "Is there any?"
The boss smiled awkwardly, took Xue Yuan to the inner room, and took out an exquisite wooden carved box. The box looked very heavy and brand new. Xue Yuan glanced at the box and then looked up at the boss.
The boss wiped the box with a towel and put it on the high table next to it. The box was opened, and the contents were facing Xue Yuan.
It is a long and thin piece of jade from thin to thick.
The transparent color of white jade, the thinnest is no more than the thickness of a finger, and the thickest is the size of a fist.
Xue Yuan picked up one at random, and felt that the tentacles were cold and cold, not like ordinary goods.
Except that this thing is not pink, it almost meets the requirements of Xue Yuan's words. Xue Yuan asked, "What is this?"
The boss said: "Master, this is Yu Shi."
Xue Yuan pondered for a while, "Yu Shi?"
The boss was sweating profusely, and told Xue Yuan the purpose of it in detail.
While talking, the boss wondered. This official doesn't even know Yu Shi, how did he think of buying this
After the date of the Spring Hunting was determined, Gu Yuanbai deliberately slowed down his work and government affairs in the past few days. His temper was milder, and the government decrees he issued were soothed. He breathed a sigh of relief when various agencies were busy.
When the emperor was angry, he buried a million corpses.
Some time ago, the ministers and clansmen who saw the situation of the Imperial Censor Zhongcheng and the King of Qi were not those who did not sigh with chills, and now they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The ministers and the clan consciously kept their distance, let alone the clan's money. It's not money, it's a reminder.
The one who was more relieved than them was the imperial doctor of the Tai Hospital.
Gu Yuanbai's body needs regular pulse examinations, nourishing medicine, and drinking too much will not be bitter. But no matter how brilliant the imperial doctor's medical skills are, it cannot be compared to the sage's own heart.
When Xue Yuan was on duty the next day, he saw the imperial doctor taking Gu Yuanbai's pulse in the palace.
Before Gu Yuanbai got up, he was lying on the bed, the doors and windows in the hall were closed, and the incense smoke was up and down.
A few days ago, I was very tense, and after I suddenly relaxed, I felt exhausted from top to bottom. Gu Yuanbai stared blankly, and couldn't tell if he was asleep.
Seeing him like this, Xue Yuan brows suddenly, and asks Tian Fusheng, "What's wrong with the sage?"
Tian Fusheng's expression was still steady, and he sighed: "The Holy Master must have been tired a few days ago, or he was angry with Qi King. Now that he has let go of this breath, he feels a bit of a headache today. "
Xue Yuan: "What did the imperial doctor say?"
Tian Fusheng said worriedly: "I haven't said it yet."
Xue Yuan's brain suddenly flashed, and his expression became weird.
Shouldn't he have a headache because of what happened in the spring yesterday
… This is really too weak.
At the same time, Gu Yuanbai, who closed his eyes, was also a little embarrassed.
When he took a shower yesterday afternoon, he gave Gu Yuanbai his self-confidence. A man who hasn't had a good time in three years can't be bothered by it, so he gave Gu Yuanbai a burst of self-confidence last night.
It's cool, I wake up in the morning with a headache.
The imperial doctor took the pulse for a while, and then he knew what was going on. There is no palace concubine in the big house, and I have never heard of a palace maid in bed. Weak, remember not to be in a hurry. The time is too close, and it is before going to bed, it is inevitable.”
Gu Yuanbai said lightly, "I know, let's go."
After the imperial doctor retired, Tian Fusheng stepped forward and asked, "Imperial doctor, some of the things you said should not be urgent are government affairs?"
The imperial doctor thought about it for a while, and answered vaguely.
Tian Fusheng knew it in his heart, he sent the imperial doctor out, and when he came back, he said, "Sir, I heard that there is a new play in the theater in the capital, why don't you come to the palace to watch it today?"
"New drama?" Gu Yuanbai, "Which drama?"
"It seems to be the Zhang family in the west of Beijing." Tian Fusheng said.
Gu Yuanbai became interested, and he had been waiting for the Zhang family in the west of Beijing for a long time. During this period of time, they have been silent and motionless. Gu Yuanbai originally thought that they were waiting for a price, or that they didn't want to be the money bag in the hands of the emperor, but now it seems that he wants to be worse.
In fact, Mr. Zhang was almost dying of anxiety.
The Zhang family started out as a businessman, and no matter how rich there is, there is no one behind it. Just talking about putting Zhang Hao, a disciple of the clan, into the Chengbao Temple, and the big people saying a word, the Zhang family has a lot of money and servility to stuff people. Even so, the disciples in the temple looked down on Zhang Hao, who was from a merchant.
With no power or power behind his back, anyone can peel off a layer of skin on Mrs. Zhang's body. The patriarch Zhang has had enough of the days of being rich but powerless and being humiliated. They had planned to use the hands of some high-ranking official to show their favor to the sage to see if they could undertake the trade route that the sage planned to build, even if it was a penny. They can't earn it, and they want to do it even if they put money into it.
As long as they can do things for the saint, they already feel that enough.
However, at this time, Zhang Hao, who was a lay disciple at Chengbao Temple, brought back a piece of great news.
The people in the whole clan were so surprised that they asked Zhang Hao to repeat the words of the sage for dozens of times. But their whole clan discussed it up and down for a day, and finally decided resolutely that when the whole clan returned to the capital, they must meet the Holy One!
In order to express sincerity, the clansmen from top to bottom all rushed back to the capital from various provinces. No matter whether the emperor saw the clansmen or not, they at least had to make preparations in this regard.
After the whole family gathered in the capital, the Zhang family began to make friends with high-ranking officials by various means, and only hoped that the high-ranking officials could introduce them, but their luck was not good, and they happened to meet the extremely tense days of the court. After the sage rectified the censor's desk and had an anti-corruption plan, all the ministers in the DPRK and China were in danger, and they were cautious in their words and deeds, not to mention introducing them to Zhang, and they dared not accept gifts.
Zhang's family returned home in a hurry, and all the roads could not be connected. He could only develop business in the capital while anxious, which made everyone feel uneasy, and finally set up the favorite drama of the powerful, hoping to use this to make friends with one or two. A powerful person can give them the opportunity to face the Holy Spirit.
"Their theater is also coming from behind," Tian Fusheng said, "Is the sage in the mood?"
Gu Yuanbai sat up, "Xuan entered the palace and took a look."
Tian Fusheng said with joy: "Yes!"
With the breeze blowing, Gu Yuanbai sat in the shade and looked at the stage opposite.
There were fresh and delicate fruits placed beside him, and the scent of clear tea curled up. Gu Yuanbai was so smoked that he fell asleep, half-squinting at the drama opposite him.
For the show for the emperor, it is necessary to exert the effort of pressing the bottom of the box. The people above are all full of energy, and their singing can turn out an eighteen bend. Needless to say, they are all masters. Even if Gu Yuanbai is a person who is filled with all kinds of entertainment, he knows that he acts well, sings well, and the real product is a bit interesting.
When Gu Yuanbai was looking seriously, he suddenly felt a chill behind him. When he looked back, he saw Xue Yuan staring at his back and said, Gu Yuanbai said, "What is Du Yuhou thinking?"
"Pa-" Xue Yuan returned to his senses, and the gentleman smiled, "I am thinking about how to peel the lychees for the saint."
After a night of thoughtful thinking, Xue Yuan still didn't believe that a ruthless person like Gu Yuanbai could be so cute. In order to prove his idea, he also kept thinking about how he could pull off the saint's pants to verify it.
If it were anyone else, Xue Yuan would have had this idea long ago, but the little emperor couldn't. The little emperor could even choke on the scent, which was too weak. If he stole it, Gu Yuanbai would probably be angry again.
The more you think about it, the more annoying it becomes.
Tough means can't help, coax
Dress up again
Gu Yuanbai asked him to approach, and pushed the porcelain plate with a bunch of red lychees in front of Xue Yuan. Before Xue Yuan wanted to stretch out his hand, he did not forget to ask, "Are your hands clean?"
Xue Yuan turned his hand to face Gu Yuanbai: "Lord, look at it."
His palms are full of thick calluses and small wounds, and the palm lines are so rough that they are incomparably deep and powerful. The joints are large and slender, and he looks like a pair of hands that are extremely masculine and secure. Gu Yuanbai still remembered the feeling of touching his hands on his body, as if he was grinding it with a stone.
But these hands do not know how many people have been killed and how many people's heads have been carried.
Gu Yuanbai, "Du Yuhou's hands are clean, but I still remember how he held his head yesterday."
While peeling the lychee, Xue Yuan said leisurely, "Sir, that head is not cheap."
Gu Yuanbai said directly: "I remember that the things I gave you are not cheap."
Xue Yuan couldn't help laughing.
The play on stage was sung for a while, and the crystal clear lychees were also stripped all over the porcelain plate. Gu Yuanbai tasted one, and the sweet and delicious taste filled his entire mouth.
Eating lychees, thinking of sugar mixed with tomatoes.
Ugh.
After the people on the stage finished singing this song, Tian Fusheng asked the sage if he wanted to watch it again, Gu Yuanbai nodded, and the people on stage started playing again.
After a while, a palace attendant walked over with a cluster of jade corals in hand, and said softly, "Sir, this is a jade piece presented in the Zat Theater."
This emerald green coral is so faintly glittering, transparent and deep, Gu Yuanbai stroked it, "Where is the person who sent the jade?"
The palace attendant stepped down and led the general up.
Following behind was a middle-aged man with an excited expression and restrained behavior. He came to Gu Yuanbai and gave a big gift: "The grass people pay their respects to the saint!"
This person is from the Zhang family in the west of Beijing. Gu Yuanbai asked, "Is this jade dedicated to me?"
The Zhang family said cautiously: "There is a tribe of grass people who traveled far to the sea by chance, and found such beautiful jade by coincidence. This coral group is not carved, but naturally grown. Such things can only be displayed by dedicating them to the Holy One. Extraordinary."
Gu Yuanbai smiled slightly: "Are you a member of the Zhang clan in western Beijing?"
Zhang's people were so nervous that they sweated profusely, and the sweat on their backs soaked their clothes, "Caomin is right."
Gu Yuanbai rubbed the jade coral and smiled, "It's a coincidence, I just want to talk about business with you."
Gu Yuanbai knew that cooperation without interests would not last long. Since he proposed cooperation, it would naturally make Zhang Clan profitable.
And what he asked Zhang to do was to build a trade route with the border nomads.
Sell them the grain, tea, cloth, salt, etc. of Daheng, and then buy the cattle, sheep and horses in their hands at low prices.
This trade route will be monopolized by Gu Yuanbai, and the safety will be guaranteed by Gu Yuanbai. The good horses bought are transported to the army to train light cavalry and heavy cavalry, and the bad horses and cattle and sheep are sold inland at high prices, and half of the cattle and sheep will also be divided into the army, which will also add meat to the soldiers.
Gu Yuanbai kept in mind that power comes from the barrel of a gun. It takes a thousand days to keep an army, and a moment to use it. If you want to be strong and strong, you need a lot of money to go out for food.
But you can't help it, soldiers and horses are the foundation of an emperor's fear, and they are the confidence to lift the table. And when an emperor does not have the ability to lift the table, he is not a truly awesome emperor.
As long as Zhang's business is done well, the army will save a lot of money, and the court will also make a lot of money for selling cattle, sheep and horses at high prices.
With the money, the court can do a lot of things, the first thing to do is to build roads and construction.
The Zhang family was naturally unwilling to ask for these benefits shared by the sage. They originally planned to pay the money to do what the emperor ordered. Now that they know that they don't need to pay, they are very satisfied.
Gu Yuanbai said, "I will take eight points, and you will take two points."
Zhang refused several times, but finally accepted it at Gu Yuanbai's insistence. Feeling panic in his heart, Gu Yuanbai noticed his uneasy look, and said in a warm voice, "You are also my people, the law on corruption is written in the Daheng Law, I should set an example, how can I be Breaking the law? You work so hard, I can't let you do things and work in vain."
The lords of the world are not willing to take advantage of them, and their words are so warm and considerate, but those corrupt officials are arrogant and domineering.
Zhang's eyes instantly turned red, and after he gave Gu Yuanbai the last salute, he was taken away from the place.
Not long after, the doctor of the censor came again in a hurry with Chu Wei.
Doctor Censor and Gu Yuanbai were discussing the matter of Yushi Terrace. Behind Doctor Censor, Chu Wei held a rolled up painting in his palm and waited calmly.
Xue Yuan saw that Sheng Shang was only going to speak, and seeing that the lychees on the plate were about to lose their freshness, he picked up a fleshy lychee and brought it to Gu Yuanbai's lips.
Gu Yuanbai ate into his mouth subconsciously, and his warm lips touched Xue Yuan's finger.
Chu Wei watched this scene from the side, his previously calm face changed slightly.
Xue Yuan glanced at the little emperor's lips, stretched out his hand very naturally, put it under Gu Yuanbai's lips, and caught the black lychee seeds that Gu Yuanbai spit out without changing his expression.
He didn't think it was dirty, and after wiping his hands, he fed the little emperor a lychee.
Gu Yuanbai was concentrating on talking with the doctor of the censorship. After he finished speaking, he tasted the sweetness in his mouth and gave the doctor a plate of lychees to the doctor of the censor.
This old minister is really tired these days, and he took over such a stinky stall before he started his official career. Gu Yuanbai did not forget to comfort him: "It is a great blessing for me to have Qing at the Censor's Desk."
The doctor of the censor smiled and said, "The sage said so, no matter how hard the old minister works, he must handle this matter to the sage."
Gu Yuanbai patted the doctor's hand, smiled and said a few cordial words to him.
After the doctor's censor left, Chu Wei, who had been waiting quietly behind, finally took a step forward, held the painting in his hands, and said, "This minister has already painted the painting."
Tian Fusheng stepped forward to take it and unfolded it. On the flat paper, a portrait of Gu Yuanbai was revealed.
The person in the painting has bright features, calm and confident aura, and his appearance corresponds to the blooming flowers behind him. It is said that what a person looks like in the eyes of others, what it looks like when drawn, Gu Yuanbai nodded with satisfaction, feeling that in Chu Wei's heart he has the spirit of a monarch.
Chu Wei looked at the sage's expression and knew that the sage should be satisfied. The anger that he couldn't help raising instantly relaxed. He couldn't help laughing. When did he feel uneasy because of his painting skills
"The eyes are really lifelike," Gu Yuan stroked his hands and said in admiration, "Chu Qing's painting skills are unparalleled."
Chu Wei smiled slightly, raised his hand and wanted to point to the mystery hidden in the painting, but never thought that the sage raised his hand just as well, the fingertips of the two touched slightly in the air, both of them were stunned.
Both hands are as beautiful as jade carvings, only one is more slender and slightly larger, and the other is more pampered. When placed together, it is as beautiful as a painting.
Gu Yuanbai took the lead in withdrawing his hand, and couldn't help but glance at Chu Wei's real brother. Who would have thought that Xue Yuan's eyes were dark and he looked at Chu Wei expressionlessly.
Chu Wei twitched his fingers before retracting his sleeves. He looked down at the painting, and continued to say lightly, "Your Majesty, there is still a mystery here, here...
The lychee was brought to his mouth, Gu Yuanbai ate it subconsciously, and when he was about to spit it out, there were two more hands in front of him.
Chu Wei rolled up his sleeves, and respectfully raised his hand and stretched out his lips like Xue Yuan.
Xue Yuan's smile became more gloomy.
Gu Yuanbai paused and spit on Xue Yuan's hand.
After all, Chu Wei has a bright breeze, looks like dust, and is his subject. He is not rough and rough like Xue Yuan, how can he spit into Chu Wei's hands
Isn't this a humiliation
Seeing this, Chu Wei took his hand back in silence. The drama in front was still being performed, and Gu Yuanbai had the paintings put away and Chu Wei watched them.
After a little tired in the afternoon, Gu Yuanbai waved his hand and went back to the bedroom to rest.
When the value of the day is scattered.
Chu Wei left the Hanlin Academy, surrounded by scattered colleagues. After getting on the carriage, Chu Wei said, "Go to Ancheng Academy."
The carriage stopped in front of Ancheng Academy, Chu Wei got out of the car, and just walked to the front of Ancheng Academy, but suddenly someone covered his mouth and nose from behind, and he was pulled to a side alley.
Chu Wei struggled to break free, his eyes hardened, and there were several tall figures standing in the shadows around them. They silently clenched their fists and rushed forward.
Chu Wei dodged one blow, but the next blow was hit in the abdomen. The dull beating in the alley continued, Chu Wei groaned, but arrogantly refused to cry out for help.
He also practiced some martial arts to strengthen his body on weekdays, so he could clearly tell that these people were definitely trainers who came here on purpose!
The fists of these people avoided their faces, and they looked harmless from the outside, but the pain was almost unbearable. It wasn't until there was blood in his throat that Chu Wei heard a sound from the alley.
He reluctantly turned his head to look, Xue Yuan was riding a horse, and the horse's hoofs slowly paced past the entrance of the alley.
It seems that he noticed the movement in the alley, Xue Yuan turned his head carelessly, and he looked at Chu Wei, as if he didn't see anything, his face did not fluctuate.
Chu Wei swallowed a mouthful of blood, his eyes darkened.
It's him.
Xue Yuan.
Chu Wei returned home with a cold face. He looked good on the face, but in fact there were dark wounds all over his body. He covered up these injuries without disturbing anyone, but when he was on duty the next day, he returned to the Hanlin Academy and was selected by the Holy Master to record his words and deeds.
There is also San Yuyan. It was the first time that San Yuyan was chosen to speak beside the sage, and the smile on the gentleman Duanfang's face couldn't stop. Chu Wei walked with him for a while, and suddenly asked, "Lord Chang, you seem to be very familiar with Duke Yuhou in front of the palace?"
Chang Yuyan smiled slightly, nodded slightly, and asked in return, "Why would Master Chu ask this?"
Chu Wei's tone was cold and snowy, "I heard that Master Xue only returned to the capital this year, and he has been in the border camp before. Such a person should be very remarkable, right?"
Chang Yuyan said with a smile: "I don't know everything about Jiuyao."
The corners of Chu Wei's lips twitched coldly, and he stopped talking.
When the two of them entered the hall, Chu Wei looked up and saw Xue Yuan's figure standing beside him. The haze in his eyes suddenly rose, and he lowered his eyes and bowed to the saint with San Yuyan.
After waiting for half an hour, when Chu Wei stepped forward to record the name of the book read by the Holy Master, the wide sleeves hooked the corner of the table. Chu Wei frowned, raised his hand and peeled off his sleeves.
The sage raised his head from the book and saw the dark wound on his arm, he couldn't help frowning, "Chu Qing, what's wrong?"
Chu Wei said lightly: "Yesterday, the minister got off the bus in front of the academy, and was about to buy some ink, ink, paper, ink, and ink, but was pulled into the alley by someone from nowhere and taught him a lesson."
Sheng Shang's brows furrowed even tighter, "Is there any loss of money?"
Chu Wei said, "No."
The sage's voice became cold, "That's the act of wrongdoing at the foot of the capital."
Chu Wei raised his head and glanced at Xue Yuan on the other side.
Chu Wei's heart sank, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Exactly."