Gu Yuanbai had not seen Xue Yuan for more than 20 days.
He is busy with business and doesn't think about writing other things. At this time, Gu Yuanbai actually wanted to laugh when he heard that the guard had grown into a trap and read this poem to him obediently.
Amused general want to laugh.
Xue Yuan's method was the simplest and most rude way to build momentum for himself.
He got up and walked out of the hall, and led the crowd around the periphery. The palace was very large, Gu Yuanbai was walking around, and by chance, he heard a young servant singing this poem.
This poem has already been composed, and with a few endings, the whole poem has a different flavor. Gu Yuanbai sat in the gazebo and patiently listened to the humming of the palace maid after the grass forest. After listening for a while, he suddenly said, "It's sticky."
Tian Fusheng didn't hear clearly, and bent over to approach: "What is the order of the Holy One?"
"The tone of the score is a little sticky," Gu Yuanbai said, "I changed the poetic taste."
Tian Fusheng didn't understand this, but he could hear what Gu Yuanbai meant. He glanced in the direction of Sasao's palace maid and asked, "Let's go and ask who composed the song?"
"Go," Gu Yuanbai retracted his gaze, took the folding fan from the hand of the person beside him, and gently fanned it twice, "Ask her who she learned from."
Tian Fusheng responded and walked over quickly.
Gu Yuanbai felt the breeze between the fans, and suddenly smelled a very mellow ink fragrance. He turned the fan and saw a poem mentioned above, and he drew a painting of a landscape.
"Who brought this up?"
The head guard stepped forward and said reluctantly, "Your Majesty, this is from Lord Chu."
The delicate brushstrokes and the words with inner strength really fit Chu Wei's image.
"I remember that my birthday is more than a month later," Gu Yuanbai laughed, "I'll start presenting things to me now."
Both the painting and writing were good, and Gu Yuanbai accepted Chu Wei's intention. He stood up, walked to the gazebo and looked into the distance.
There was a gentle breeze, and the willow leaves not far away were swaying in the wind. Gu Yuanbai glanced at the corner of his eye, but caught a glimpse of a robe behind the tree.
Gu Yuanbai pondered for a moment, his expression changed slightly, he put away the folding fan and turned around to leave the pavilion. The people behind him quickly followed, and Gu Yuanbai took the last step down the stairs and walked towards the willow tree.
When he was about to arrive, he stopped, left and right inexplicably, and followed behind him.
Gu Yuanbai turned around and asked the head of the bodyguard, "Did Xue Yuan hit the fifty big boards that day, was it serious?"
The captain of the guard smiled bitterly and said, "Your Highness, a person with a weak body may be beaten to death with thirty boards. Even a person with strong bones cannot easily withstand these fifty boards, and he will be seriously injured if he does not die. Mr. Xue has a good body. , but also need to rest in bed for two or three months."
After a while, Gu Yuanbai said softly, "He should."
If the country cannot, there will be chaos.
In "Han Feizi", many times the importance and relationship of the monarch's laws, powers, and techniques were discussed, and Gu Yuanbai read it thoroughly. Xue Yuan couldn't do it if it was forbidden by law.
Even if he made such a big circle, it was all to stay by Gu Yuanbai's side.
Gu Yuanbai clicked his tongue, found a flat stone and sat down, pointed at the willow trees, and said, "Go and see if there is anyone behind the tree."
"Yes." The guards ran from behind Gu Yuanbai, cautiously checking the situation behind the tree.
Gu Yuanbai turned the jade wrench on his hand, still looking at the situation there. Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded behind him, "Your Highness."
Gu Yuanbai paused, he turned around and saw Xue Yuan, who was standing upright not far away, dressed in black.
The injury on Xue Yuan's body was actually really serious.
His purpose was to stay by Gu Yuanbai's side. As for Anle Hou Shizi's tail finger, he returned it with fifty big boards. The object of return is not the Prince of Anlehou, but the Holy One. He was willing to endure such a solid fifty big board in order to calm down the sage.
No matter how strong Xue Yuan is, he is still a person. Fifty big boards hit him hard, and his flesh and blood are blurred. He will not get better in two or three months.
But Xue Yuan couldn't see Gu Yuanbai.
Xue Jiuyao never knew what retreating was.
He was so injured that he could have someone carry him and wait for Gu Yuanbai to take the opportunity to take a look at him when he walked out of the palace. If you don't watch it, Xue Yuan will go crazy. When Xue Yuan went crazy, no one could hold him back. General Xue had long since left, and Mrs. Xue had also personally blocked the gate of Xue's residence, preventing Xue Yuan from letting him out.
At that time, Xue Yuan was lifted up by the servant. He raised his eyelids and glanced at his mother. The blue and black eyes and bloodshot eyes looked like a seriously ill patient, "Mother, my son has to take a look."
His voice was hoarse as if it was broken.
Looking at something, he didn't say anything. But his expression has been clearly stated, no one can stop him, at this moment, he is sure.
Mrs. Xue knew that her son was stubborn and stubborn to the point of being a little paranoid. If he was not allowed to go out, he could even crawl on the ground with his arms until he reached where he wanted to go.
Mrs. Xue backed away with tears in her eyes.
until today.
When Gu Yuanbai thought that he and Xue Yuan had not seen each other for more than 20 days, in fact, in Xue Yuan's eyes, it was not as long as 20 days, but it seemed to be longer than 20 days.
Gu Yuanbai did not go out of the palace for a walk every day, nor did he go to the same place every time he took a walk. Xue Yuan relies entirely on luck. Sometimes he finally waited for a day, but he didn't even see a hair.
Xue Yuan has been soaked in blood and water in his life, and he has kept the rotten corpses by his side, flies, insects, and when he was in a mess, he was even more embarrassed than a drowning dog.
Therefore, the various means used to meet Gu Yuanbai's eyes were nothing to him at all.
Unbearable was unbearable, he wanted to talk to Gu Yuanbai.
Chang Yuyan spread the poem. With the popularity of "Daheng Guobao", the reputation of this guy has also increased rapidly. His reputation is getting bigger and bigger, and "Daheng Guobao" has also become more and more popular in the circle of literati. status, forming a good cycle.
Using a little trick, Xue Yuan invited the captain of the guard to come to the door.
Early this morning, before the wound was healed, Xue Yuan put on black clothes to cover the blood. Straighten your back and step your legs, as if the injury behind you does not exist, and use strong willpower to come out of a normal and unharmed appearance.
It was like standing in front of Gu Yuanbai at this time.
Gu Yuanbai looked at Xue Yuan.
Xue Yuan's brows were calm, and the corner of his mouth was smiling, but his eyes were bloodshot, and his chin was stubble.
Depressed to have a manly flavor.
A good-looking person really has a dashing meaning even in such a decadent state. But it is also strange. If it is said to be handsome, Chu Wei's face is even more handsome, but if Chu Wei is so embarrassed, it is not as free and easy as Xue Yuan.
Gu Yuanbai retracted his thoughts and waved the folding fan lightly. There was no anger or joy on his face, "Is your injury healed?"
The captain of the guard had only said before that Xue Yuan had to lie down for two or three months to recover, but now it seems that Xue Yuan is really normal, it doesn't look like he has been seriously injured at all.
The corner of Xue Yuan's mouth twitched, and he stood up straight, still looking very strong, "This minister is very good. How about these days of the saint?"
His voice was hoarse and hoarse like a seriously ill person, so hoarse that his speech seemed to have a grain of sand, and the last three words "How are you?" seemed to be coming from a distance.
"Zhen is naturally doing well," Gu Yuanbai closed the folding fan, "you should worry about yourself instead of worrying about me."
Xue Yuan smiled slightly, as gentle as a literati raised by a scholarly family, "I know that the saint has been living well these days, and this minister will feel at ease."
Gu Yuanbai paused and looked him up and down seriously.
His eyes swept over Xue Yuan one by one, Xue Yuan's expression did not change, he just lowered his eyes, "The sage sees what the minister does."
"Xue Qing seems to be different," Gu Yuanbai frowned slightly, but he couldn't tell where the difference was. He looked at Xue Yuan over and over again, "Xue Qing seems to..."
He suddenly realized that it seemed that Xue Yuan had become more disciplined now.
Standing at this moment, he never took a step towards Gu Yuanbai. His black clothes were so heavy that his aura began to settle down.
It seems that those previous thoughts, those rebellious words, were all buried in the memory of a few people, and now standing here is a clean and clean official who has done nothing.
Xue Yuan smiled nonchalantly, holding the hands behind his back firmly, and he said slowly: "Sir, it's already August. The wind is picking up, do you want to fly a kite?"
Gu Yuanbai looked up at the top of the tree, the slender top of the tree was swayed randomly by the wind. The weather was sunny, and it felt a little bit refreshing. It is indeed a good weather for kite flying.
The guards who checked behind the willow tree ran back empty-handed. When they saw Xue Yuan, they were all a little surprised. Especially the captain of the bodyguard who knew about Xue Yuan's injury, looked at Xue Yuan's eyes before saying anything, and felt very uncomfortable.
Xue Yuan didn't care about them, he was waiting for Gu Yuanbai's words.
After a while, Gu Yuanbai nodded, "Let's go."
Xue Yuan had already prepared the kite, he bent down to pick it up, and the whole movement was smooth. Covered by the black robe, the wound has been slightly cracked. Xue Yuan walked beside Gu Yuanbai without changing his face, and when he walked across a meadow, he suddenly said, "Sir, have you ever tasted sweet grass?"
Gu Yuanbai was attracted, looked back at him, raised his brows slightly: "Sweet grass?"
He only knew of sweet flowers, and when he sucked on the bottom, there was sweet juice.
Xue Yuan smiled, took a closer look at the grass, took a few steps forward, and picked a few blades of grass with small white flowers amid the greenery. He deliberately crushed these blades of grass with his fingers, and the fragrance of green grass and sweet juice overflowed, which just happened to cover the bloody smell on Xue Yuan's body.
Xue Yuan was not happy to show weakness in front of Gu Yuanbai.
He brought these sweet-leaf grasses to the little emperor, took a sip first, narrowed his eyes slightly, and nodded with satisfaction.
Seeing that he had eaten, with a good expression on his face, the palace attendant beside Gu Yuanbai took a leaf, rinsed it with clean water, wiped it with a clean handkerchief, and then handed it to Gu Yuanbai.
Gu Yuanbai raised his hand to take it, took a tentative taste, and was surprised to find that this thing had a sweet taste similar to that of sugar cane, he took another sip, "What is this called?"
"People call it Sweet Leaf Grass," Xue Yuan said, "Is it sweet?"
Gu Yuanbai couldn't help but nodded, "This kind of sweetness, if you drink it in tea, it should be a good drink."
Anything can be involved in government affairs, which is the characteristic of Gu Yuanbai. Xue Yuan changed the topic in time, "Sir, there are also many sweets that are also sweet. Nectar and nectar, people can't afford candy, these are the things that children in the family eat when they want to eat sweets."
"It tastes good," Gu Yuanbai thought thoughtfully, "I don't know if it will be good to feed."
Looking at the appearance of Xue Yuan who could find this thing at random, this sweet leaf grass should not be difficult to grow. If this thing is all over the street, it would not be considered noble in the Daheng Dynasty, but for countries that do not have this thing, Xixia, Dayue, the neighboring countries of the Silk Road... It should be very easy to sell.
If you can sell one share, it is a waste of money. Gu Yuanbai is not in good health and will not be able to live for long. But if he can live longer, he must sell this kind of thing abroad and earn a fortune in gold and silver from overseas countries.
"Holy lord," said the chief guard, "Holy lord?"
Gu Yuanbai came back to his senses: "What's wrong?"
The head guard's gaze had swept across Xue Yuan many times, but he finally closed his mouth, "This place is very empty, if you fly a kite, this place will be enough."
Xue Yuan looked around and nodded in agreement: "This place is indeed fine."
"Then let's fly," Gu Yuanbai said, "What about Xue Qing's kite, what does it look like?"
"Here." Xue Yuan flew the kite, and a guard cooperated with him to help him lift the kite and move it away, and then suddenly let go with the wind when the next gust of wind came.
The kite flew into the sky leisurely, and it became a unique scenery above the summer palace. Gu Yuanbai covered the dazzling sunlight in front of his forehead with a folding fan, looked up and saw the appearance of the kite.
A little surprised, this turned out to be an ordinary swallow kite.
He originally thought that with Xue Yuan's character, the kite he would fly would be huge and arrogant. But I didn't expect it to be a big mistake. This kite is extremely ordinary, so ordinary that Gu Yuanbai is a little surprised.
After being surprised, Gu Yuanbai was a little amused. He curled the corners of his lips and was about to take back his gaze, but the wind suddenly closed, and the kite swayed and was about to fall to the ground. Another gust of wind blew, and the kite flew again.
It was just the moment he approached, Gu Yuanbai seemed to see a few lines on the swallow kite.
After the kite had been flying for a while, the captain of the guard stepped forward to take the things from Xue Yuan, and he persuaded in secret: "Master Xue, your health is the most important thing. You are now carrying your sick body to the Holy Lord, and you are not the one who suffers. Why bother?"
They didn't know what happened before, they just thought that Xue Yuan had offended An Lehou for his brother's revenge, so they were punished by the sage.
The more the head guard got along with Xue Yuan, the more he felt that Xue Yuan was a good person with a bad speech and a bad attitude. He was really worried about Xue Yuan: "If you toss your body like this, in the end, won't the injury be more serious?"
Xue Yuan said: "Then take it."
He handed the kite to the captain of the guards and strode towards Gu Yuanbai. Gu Yuanbai was thinking about the handwriting on the kite, and when he saw him coming, he asked casually, "What is that?"
"The two lines of words handwritten by the minister," Xue Yuan glanced at random and withdrew his gaze, "It's just for fun, the sage doesn't need to care."
Gu Yuanbai snorted and lost interest in watching kites. Accompanied by Xue Yuan, he walked to a nearby shady place to rest and sat down. Watching the captain of the guard and his people are still struggling to fly the kite.
"Your Majesty, it was the minister who overstepped before," Xue Yuan said suddenly, "Thunder and rain are all the grace of the emperor. The minister's knowledge is short-sighted, and his eyes are very shallow.
Gu Yuanbai couldn't help but look back at him.
The corners of Xue Yuan's lips twitched, and if his eyes weren't bloodshot, he would have been gentle and graceful.
This is not Xue Yuan, or this feeling is not the feeling Xue Yuan should give Gu Yuanbai.
Gu Yuanbai couldn't help frowning, and after a while he said lightly, "I've already forgotten."
Xue Yuan didn't even change his smile, just nodded, and then set his eyes on the kite not far away.
It was the first time in Xue Yuan's life that Xue Yuan said that kind of words after he tried his best to say it, suppressing all his emotions.
In this way, Gu Yuanbai forgot.
But that's okay.
Xue Yuan will be ready to say something better.
The head guard and others in the front were all watching the swallow kite intently, while Gu Yuanbai and Xue Yuan in the back had walked slowly from the shady place to the nearest four-cornered pavilion.
The Sijiao Pavilion is built on the wooden road, and the two sides of the wooden road are green and yellow lakes. Birds come and fly away before people approach.
Xue Yuan clearly saw the folding fan in Gu Yuanbai's hand, "Your Majesty, who made this fan?"
"Chu Wei." As soon as these two words were uttered, Gu Yuanbai felt a little subtle. Now the original male protagonist Gong has thoughts on him, so what should the original male protagonist Shou do
He rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. He didn't expect that in addition to being the emperor, he would also have to work part-time as an emotional master and a dating agency.
Xue Yuan withdrew his gaze from the fan, "So it was Lord Chu who did it."
"His brush and ink calligraphy and painting are all unparalleled," Gu Yuanbai said casually, "I'm afraid it will become a treasure in the hands of others in a hundred years."
Xue Yuan smiled, and suddenly pointed his finger ahead: "Sir, look, there is a bird ahead that is feeding the young bird."
Gu Yuanbai followed the place he pointed, but didn't see: "Where?"
"The minister dares to ask the emperor to hold the hand of the saint," Xue Yuan said, "the minister will point it to you."
Gu Yuanbai paused for a while, then stopped reading, "No need."
Xue Yuan didn't force it, he accompanied him slowly, not in a hurry, and was not disappointed even if he was rejected.
After arriving at the Sijiao Pavilion, Gu Yuanbai was about to find a place to sit down, and Xue Yuan said first, "Don't be in a hurry, sage, please wipe it off."
He took out a white handkerchief from his arms and wiped the dust on the seats in the pavilion. In fact, where does it need to be wiped? Ever since the saint came to the summer palace, the eunuchs and palace maids have been diligent and diligent in sweeping, and they have been clean and have not fallen on the slightest dust, just for fear of colliding with the saint and being punished.
When Xue Yuan bent down, Gu Yuanbai smelled a faint smell of blood. He frowned and approached with the smell of blood. When he smelled it again, he felt the smell of some herbs and green grass.
Gu Yuanbai took a sniff, and the more he smelled it, the more blood he smelled at the beginning he couldn't smell anymore. He still wanted to take a step closer, but who would have thought that Xue Yuan suddenly stood up, his back suddenly hit Gu Yuanbai's nose.
"… "
Xue Yuan's body was stiff for a moment, and he turned around quickly. Because of his anxiety, the wounds burst open. But as soon as he saw that he was hit and covered his nose, when the usually ruthless little emperor now has moist eyes, he forgot his words and actions.
There is only one thought in mind.
It turns out that the little conscience still knows the pain.
Gu Yuanbai's nose bumped directly into the lacrimal gland. He was holding back the pain, but his body was too delicate. With this collision, the lacrimal glands burst into tears.
So embarrassing.
But even if he was so embarrassed, Gu Yuanbai didn't want to be embarrassed in front of Xue Yuan. He endured the pain and remained calm. It seemed that those eyes had nothing to do with him at all.
The little emperor was extremely stubborn. After Xue Yuan regained his senses, he bent down in a funny voice and coaxed in a low voice, "Don't move, I'll take a look."
Gu Yuanbai muffled: "Look at the fart."
Xue Yuan took away Gu Yuanbai's hand covering his nose. At this point, it was okay, but the place where he was hit was a little red, and he was not injured. Gu Yuanbai's eyes were blurred, and he felt the pain at the peak, and then it began to slowly fade away.
Not long ago, he treated Xue Yuan with a cold look. Xue Yuan often sees his expressions, most of which are dignified or kind smiles.
But he had never seen Gu Yuanbai with tears in his eyes.
He lowered his voice and said hoarsely, "Sir, I want to wipe your tears."
Gu Yuanbai also replied in a hoarse voice, "Wait."
Just as Xue Yuan was about to meet him, Gu Yuanbai said again, "You are not allowed to use the handkerchief that wipes the stool."
How dare you wipe your tears with a handkerchief.
Xue Yuan laughed silently, with a bit of natural irony in his smile. He held Gu Yuanbai's face in the palm of his hand with great earnestness, rubbed his thumb lightly, and wiped away the slight tears from the corner of Gu Yuanbai's eyes.
But when the hand touched it, it seemed that the tears that were still in his eyes were poked out again. When Gu Yuanbai didn't even notice it, a few more tears flowed out.
Xue Yuan sighed helplessly.
Gu Yuanbai never knew how poking Xue Yuan's heart when he was crying calmly.
Finally, after more than 20 days of pretending, the rules are about to be broken again at this moment.
Xue Yuan approached Gu Yuanbai, his breath was hot and sprayed over, and he could roll away the tears by sticking out his tongue, but he didn't do anything in the end, but carefully wiped away the tears with his clothes.
When Gu Yuanbai was healed, he realized that he had sat down at some point, and Xue Yuan was standing two steps away from him.
Gu Yuanbai slowed down for a while, before returning to what Xue Yuan had done before. He glanced at Xue Yuan, Xue Yuan's eyes were not on him, but with his hands behind his back, looking straight into the distance.
After noticing Gu Yuanbai's gaze, he turned his head, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled at Gu Yuanbai.
Gu Yuanbai suddenly remembered a sentence.
Dogs that bite don't bark.