Chapter 67： 67th

Gu Yuanbai hasn't seen Xue Yuan for more than 20 days. +++The latest Danmei novel ranking: www.novelhall.com

He is busy with affairs and will not think about writing other things. At this time, Gu Yuanbai wanted to laugh when he heard the guards got into the set and read the poem to him obediently.

I want to laugh when I am amused.

Xue Yuan's method is the simplest and rude way to build momentum for himself.

He got up and walked out of the temple, leading everyone around the periphery. The palace is very big, Gu Yuanbai wandered around, and occasionally, I heard a little waiter singing this poem.

This poem has been composed, and with a little ending, the whole poem has a different flavor. Gu Yuanbai was sitting in the pavilion, listening patiently to the hum of the maid behind the grass. After listening for a while, he suddenly said, "It's sticky."

Tian Fusheng didn't hear clearly, and he bent over and approached: "What is the command of the sage?"

"The tone of the score is a little sticky," Gu Yuanbai said, "I have changed the poetic flavor."

Tian Fusheng didn't understand this, but he heard what Gu Yuanbai meant. He glanced in the direction of the lady of sasao, and asked, "The little one, ask who composed the music?"

"Go," Gu Yuanbai retracted his gaze, took the folding fan from the hands of the people around him, and gently fanned it twice, "Ask her, who learned it from."

Tian Fusheng responded and walked over quickly.

Feeling the breeze between the fans, Gu Yuanbai suddenly smelled a very mellow ink scent. When he turned the fan, he saw a poem mentioned above and painted a painting of curvy mountains and rivers.

"Who brought this up?"

The head guard stepped forward and said reluctantly, "Holy, Master Chu sent it up."

This delicate brushstroke and the words with a strong character, really fit the image of Chu Wei.

"I remember that my birthday is more than a month later," Gu Yuanbai was amused. "Now I will start offering things to me."

The painting and writing are good, and Gu Yuanbai accepted Chu Wei's heart. He stood up and walked to the side of the pavilion to look into the distance.

The breeze was slow, and the willow leaves not far away swayed with the wind. Gu Yuanbai glanced at it, but he caught a glimpse of a robe behind the tree.

Gu Yuanbai pondered for a moment, his expression moved slightly, he put away the folding fan and turned out of the pavilion. The people behind him quickly followed, and Gu Yuanbai stepped down the last step of the ladder and walked towards the willow tree.

When he was about to walk, he stopped, inexplicably left and right, and followed behind him.

Gu Yuanbai turned around and asked the chief guard, "Xue Yuan's 50 board fight that day was serious?"

The head guard smiled bitterly: "Holy, a person with weak bones can be beaten to death. Even a person with a strong body cannot easily bear these fifty plates. If you die, you will be seriously injured. Master Xue's bones Good, but I also need to rest in bed for two or three months."

After a while, Gu Yuanbai said softly, "He should."

If the country fails, it will be messed up.

"Han Feizi" has talked about the importance and relationship of the monarch's laws, powers, and techniques many times, and Gu Yuanbai has thoroughly studied it. Xue Yuan couldn't do the prohibition of the law.

Even though he made such a big circle, it was all to stay with Gu Yuanbai.

Gu Yuanbai sighed, found the flat stones and sat down, pointed at the willow trees, and said, "Go and see if there is anyone behind that tree."

"Yes." The guards ran behind Gu Yuanbai, carefully checking the situation behind the tree.

Gu Yuanbai turned the jade pull finger in his hand, still watching the situation there. A hoarse voice suddenly rang behind him, "Holy."

Gu Yuanbai paused, and he turned around to see that Xue Yuan was standing upright not far away. He was dressed in black.

*

Xue Yuan’s injuries were actually really serious.

His purpose was to stay by Gu Yuanbai's side. As for Anlehou Shizi's tail finger, he paid it back with fifty big boards. The object of return is not the son of Anle Hou, but the saint. He was willing to endure such a solid fifty slab in order to let the sage calm down.

No matter how strong Xue Yuan is, he is still an individual. He hits his body with fifty tactics, blood and blood, and he will not get better in two or three months.

But Xue Yuan couldn't fail to see Gu Yuanbai.

Xue Jiuyao never knew what retreat was.

With such an injury, he can let people lift himself, waiting for Gu Yuanbai to take a look at him when he walks out of the palace. If you don't fail, Xue Yuan will be crazy. When Xue Yuan got mad, no one could hold it back. General Xue had left a long time ago, and Mrs. Xue had personally blocked the entrance of Xue Mansion and prevented Xue Yuan from letting him out.

At that time, Xue Yuan was lifted by his servant. He lifted his eyelids and glanced at his mother. The blackness and bloodshot eyes underneath his eyes looked like a severely ill patient, "Mother, my son has to go take a look."

His voice was as hoarse as it was broken.

He glanced at something, he didn't say. But his expression had already made it clear, and no one could stop him. With this look, he was sure.

Mrs. Xue knew that his son was stubborn and stubborn to the point of being a little bit paranoid. If he was not allowed to go out, he could even crawl on the ground with his arms until he climbed where he wanted to go.

Mrs. Xue gave in with tears.

until today.

When Gu Yuanbai thought he and Xue Yuan hadn't seen each other for more than 20 days, in Xue Yuan's eyes, there weren't 20 days as long, but it seemed to be longer than 20 days.

Gu Yuanbai didn't go for a walk every day in the palace, nor did he go to the same place every time. Xue Yuan relied entirely on luck. Sometimes he waited for a day and finally didn't even see a single strand of hair.

Xue Yuan had even soaked blood in his life, and his rancid corpses had been blocked by him. When he was embarrassed by flies and insects, he was even more embarrassed than a drowning dog.

So the various methods used to meet Gu Yuanbai's glance were nothing to him.

Unbearable is unbearable, he wants to talk to Gu Yuanbai.

Chang Yuyan spread the poem out. With the prevalence of "Daheng Guobao", the reputation of this guy also swelled rapidly. His reputation grew, and the "Daheng Guobao" also became more and more popular in the literati circle. Status, forming a good circle.

Xue Yuan used a little trick and asked the chief guard to come to the door.

Early this morning, when the injury was not healed, Xue Yuan picked up his black clothes to cover his blood. Straighten his back, walk his legs, as if the injury behind him does not exist, use strong willpower to walk out of a normal appearance.

It was like standing in front of Gu Yuanbai at this time.

*

Gu Yuanbai looked at Xue Yuan.

Xue Yuan's eyebrows were calm, the corners of his mouth were smiling, but his eyes were bloodshot, and his chin was embarrassed.

Depressed with a masculine taste.

A handsome person really has a sense of chic even such a decadent. But it is also strange. If it is 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 withdrew his thoughts and waved the folding fan lightly. There was no anger or joy on his face, "Is he hurt?"

The Chief Guard had previously said that Xue Yuan would have to lie down for two or three months to get better, but now it seems that Xue Yuan is too normal, and it doesn't look like he has been seriously injured.

Xue Yuan clicked the corner of his mouth and stood straight, still incomparably strong, "The minister is very good. How about these days?"

His voice was as deep and hoarse as a seriously ill person, so dumb that he spoke with a sense of sand, and the last three words of "how are you" were so vague and vague as to come from a distance.

"I'm naturally doing well," Gu Yuanbai closed the folding fan. "You should worry about yourself instead of worrying about me."

Xue Yuan smiled slightly, as if he was a literati raised in a scholarly family, "Knowing that these days are going well, the minister will feel relieved."

Gu Yuanbai paused and looked at him up and down seriously.

His gaze swept over Xue Yuan one by one, Xue Yuan's expression remained unchanged, but lowered his eyes, "Holy Lord, let the minister do."

"Xue Qing seems to be different," Gu Yuan frowned, but 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 regular now.

Standing at this moment, he never took a step towards Gu Yuanbai. He was completely pressed down in black, and his momentum began to settle.

It seems that the previous thoughts, the rebellious words, are all buried in the memory of a few people, and now standing here is a clean minister who has done nothing.

Xue Yuanruo smiled nonchalantly, with his hands behind his back steadily squeezed, he slowly said, "Holy, it's already August. The wind is following, do you want to fly a kite? "

Gu Yuanbai looked up at the top of the tree. The slender tree top was randomly blown around by the wind. The weather is clear, and it feels a little bit autumnal. It is indeed a good weather for kite flying.

The guards who were checking behind the willow ran back empty-handed. They were all a little surprised when they saw Xue Yuan. Especially the head guard who knew about Xue Yuan's injury, looked at Xue Yuan, his eyes hesitated and stopped, and he was 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 and picked it up, the whole movement went smoothly. Covered by the black robe, the wound was slightly open. Xue Yuan walked beside Gu Yuanbai without changing his face. When he walked across a piece of grass, he suddenly said, "Holy, have you tasted sweet grass?"

Gu Yuanbai was attracted attention and looked back at him with a slightly raised brow: "Sweet grass?"

He only knows that there are sweet flowers, and the sweet juice will be produced by sucking it against the bottom.

Xue Yuan smiled, took a closer look into the grass, and quickly took a few steps forward, plucking a few blades of grass with small white flowers among the greenery. He deliberately smashed these grass leaves with his fingers, and the faint green grass scent and sweet juice smell overflowed, just covering Xue Yuan's seemingly **** air.

Xue Yuan was not happy to show a weak posture in front of Gu Yuanbai.

He sent these sweet leaf grasses to the little emperor, took the lead in taking a bite, squinted slightly, and nodded in satisfaction.

Seeing that he had eaten with a good expression, the palace attendant next to Gu Yuanbai took a leaf, rinsed it with water and wiped it with a clean kerchief before handing it to Gu Yuanbai.

Gu Yuanbai raised his hand to take it, and took a tentative sip. He was surprised to find that this thing had the same sweetness as sugar cane. He took another sip, "What is this called?"

"People call it sweet leaf grass," Xue Yuandao, "sweet?"

Gu Yuanbai couldn't help but nodded, "This kind of sweetness, if you make tea, it should be a good drink."

Everything can be involved in government affairs. This is Gu Yuanbai's characteristic. Xue Yuan changed the subject in time, "Holy Lord, many of them are also sweet. Nectar and nectar, the people can't afford sugar, when children at home want to eat sweets, they eat these things."

"It tastes good," Gu Yuanbai thoughtfully, "I don't know if it's good to feed."

Seeing how Xue Yuan could find this thing at random just now, this sweet leaf grass shouldn't be difficult to grow. If this thing is all over the streets, it would not be considered noble in the Daheng Dynasty, but for countries without this thing, Xixia, Da Yue, and the surrounding countries of the Silk Road... it should be very good to sell.

If you can sell one copy, you will get a copy of the money. Gu Yuanbai is in poor health and can't live long. But if he can live longer, he must sell this kind of stuff abroad and earn a lot of gold and silver from overseas countries.

"Holy," the guard said, "Holy?"

Gu Yuanbai returned to his senses: "What's the matter?"

The head guard's gaze has passed Xue Yuan many times, and in the end he shut his mouth, "This place is very empty. If you fly a kite, this place is enough."

Xue Yuan looked around and nodded in agreement: "This place is indeed ok."

"Then let it go," Gu Yuanbai said, "What does Xue Qing's kite look like?"

"Here." Xue Yuan raised the kite. A guard assisted him to lift the kite away. When the next strong wind came, he let it go.

The kite flew slowly into the sky and became a unique scenery above the summer palace. Gu Yuanbai used a folding fan to cover the glaring sunlight in front of his forehead, and when he looked up, he saw the look of the kite.

Somewhat surprised, this turned out to be an ordinary swallow kite.

He originally thought that with Xue Yuan's personality, the kite flying should be very arrogant. But I didn't expect it to be a big mistake. This kite was so ordinary that Gu Yuanbai was a little surprised.

After being surprised, Gu Yuanbai was a little amused. He hooked his lips and was about to withdraw his sight, but the wind was so violent that the kite was swaying and about to fall to the ground. Before landing, Xue Yuan pulled the string in time. Another gust of wind blew, and the kite flew again.

It's just that the moment he got closer, Gu Yuanbai seemed to see a few lines on the swallow kite.

After flying the kite for a while, the chief guard approached Xue Yuan and took the things from Xue Yuan. He secretly persuaded: "Master Xue, your body is important. You are now holding the sick body to come to the front, and it is not yourself that suffers. Why bother?"

They didn't know what had happened before, they just thought that Xue Yuan had offended An Lehou for revenge for his brother, so they were punished by the Holy Supreme.

The more the Chief Guard gets along with Xue Yuan, the more he feels that Xue Yuan is 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, won't the injury be more serious in the end?"

Xue Yuandao: "Then take it."

He handed the kite to the chief guard 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 handwritten by the minister," Xue Yuan glanced at it casually and withdrew his gaze. "It's a play, the sage doesn't need to care."

Gu Yuanbai gave a hum, and lost the interest in watching the kite. Accompanied by Xue Yuan, he walked to a nearby shady place to rest and sit down. Watching the captain of the bodyguard and the people still flying the kite so hard.

"Holy, it was a minister who passed over," Xue Yuan said suddenly, "Thunder and rain are all graces of the emperor. The minister is short-sighted, and his eyesight is very shallow. If he reads few books, he doesn't know the rules."

Gu Yuanbai couldn't help but glanced back at him.

Xue Yuan's lips curled up, and if his eyes were not bloodshot and embarrassed, he would definitely be gentle and graceful.

This is not Xue Yuan, or this feeling is not the feeling that Xue Yuan should give Gu Yuanbai.

Gu Yuan frowned involuntarily, and after a while, he said lightly: "I have forgotten."

Xue Yuan didn't even change his smile, he just nodded, and then set his eyes on the kite not far away.

What he said desperately suppressed all his feelings, and Xue Yuan said that kind of thing for the first time in his life.

Gu Yuanbai just forgot.

But it doesn't matter.

Xue Yuan will be ready for something better.

The chief 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 ground to the nearest four-cornered pavilion.

The four-corner pavilion was built on a wooden road. On both sides of the wooden road were green and yellow lakes. Birds flew in and flew away before people approached.

Xue Yuan saw the folding fan in Gu Yuanbai's hand clearly, "Holy Lord, who did this fan come from?"

"Chu Wei." As soon as these two words were said, Gu Yuanbai felt a little subtle. Now that the original male lead has thoughts about him, what can the original male lead accept?

He rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. He didn't expect that besides being an emperor, he had to work part-time as an emotional master and a dating agency.

Xue Yuan withdrew his gaze from the fan, "It turns out that Master Chu did it."

"His pen, ink, calligraphy and painting are unique," 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 stretched out his finger to point forward: "Holy, look, there is a bird in front of me feeding the baby bird."

Gu Yuanbai looked along where he was pointing, but didn't see: "Where?"

"The minister dare to ask to shake the hand of the saint," Xue Yuan said, "the minister points to you."

Gu Yuanbai paused, did not look at it, "No need."

Xue Yuan didn't force it, he accompany him leisurely, his pace was not hurried, even if he was rejected, he was not disappointed.

After arriving at the Sijiao Pavilion, Gu Yuanbai was about to find a place to sit down everywhere, and Xue Yuan said first, "Holy Master, please wipe it."

He took out a white handkerchief from his arms and wiped the dust on the seats in the pavilion. In fact, there is no need to wipe it. Since the eunuchs and court ladies have been diligent and diligent in sweeping the eunuchs and court ladies since the sage came to the summer palace, they have been clean and have not fallen on the slightest dust, just for fear of colliding with the sage and be punished.

When Xue Yuan bent over, Gu Yuanbai smelled a **** smell. He frowned, followed the **** smell and approached, but when he smelled it again, he felt some smell of herbs and grasses.

Gu Yuanbai sniffed, and the more he smelled it, the **** scent he had smelt at the beginning could no longer be smelled. He wanted to take one step closer. Who would have thought that Xue Yuan stood up suddenly, his back slammed, and slammed into Gu Yuanbai's nose.

"..."

Xue Yuan's body stiffened for a moment, and he quickly turned around. Because of his anxiety, the wounds burst open. But when he saw that the little emperor who had been slammed into his nose and was ruthless in his daily life, but now his eyes were moisturized, he forgot what he said and did.

There is only one thought in my mind.

It turns out that the little unscrupulous person still knows that it hurts.

Gu Yuanbai's nose hit the tear duct directly. He was suffocating the pain, but his body was too delicate. With this bump, the tear glands burst into tears.

What a shame.

But even so embarrassed, Gu Yuanbai did not want to be ashamed in front of Xue Yuan. He endured the soreness, and his face remained calm. It seems that these eyes have nothing to do with him.

The little emperor was extremely stubborn. After Xue Yuan recovered, he bent over amusedly and coaxed in a low voice: "Don't move, let me see."

Gu Yuanbai muffled: "Look at a fart."

Xue Yuan took away Gu Yuanbai's hand covering his nose. It looked good, but the place where he was hit was a little red, and he was not injured. Gu Yuanbai's eyes were blurred, the pain reached its peak, and then it began to fade away slowly.

Not long ago, he had treated Xue Yuan as cruel. Xue Yuan often saw his expressions, mostly with majestic or friendly smiles. Once angry, it would be cold.

But I have never seen Gu Yuanbai's teary eyes hazy.

He lowered his voice, mute: "Holy, the minister wants to wipe your tears."

Gu Yuanbai also replied in a dumb voice: "Wipe."

Just as Xue Yuan wanted to go up, Gu Yuanbai said again: "You are not allowed to use the handkerchief that wipes the stool."

How willing to wipe your tears with a handkerchief.

Xue Yuan was silently funny, and there was a bit of innate sarcasm in his smile. He held Gu Yuanbai's face with his palms earnestly, and gently wiped his thumb to wipe away the slight tears from the corners of Gu Yuanbai's eyes.

But as soon as his hand stepped up, it seemed to poke the tears that were still in his eye sockets. When Gu Yuanbai didn't notice it, a few more tears flowed out.

Xue Yuan sighed helplessly.

Gu Yuanbai never knew how he poked Xue Yuan's heart when he was crying calmly.

Finally, after more than 20 days of pretending to be the rules, at this moment they are about to break again.

Xue Yuan leaned close to Gu Yuanbai, breathing hot and spraying it, and he could take away the teardrops with his tongue, but after all, he did nothing, but carefully wiped away the tears with his clothes.

When Gu Yuanbai got better, he realized that he had not yet sat down, and Xue Yuan was standing two steps away from him.

Gu Yuanbai slowed down for a while before he recovered what Xue Yuan had done before. He glanced at Xue Yuan, Xue Yuan's eyes were not on his body, but with his hands behind his back, standing upright looking into the distance.

After noticing Gu Yuanbai's gaze, he turned his head, raised his eyebrows, and smiled at Gu Yuanbai.

Gu Yuan suddenly thought of a sentence.

Dogs that bite do not bark.