Chapter 75： 75th

This group of supervisory officials resigned after resting for two days in the palace.

Gu Yuanbai agreed, and asked them to take the prisoner to Dali Temple for sentence as soon as possible. They ignored the criminal lawsuit for a few days before and after the Longevity Festival, and they had to take advantage of this to finish these things.

These bandits are coolies. The strong men were divided into three groups, one group stayed in Lizhou and worked for the people of Lizhou. A group of long-distances were transported to the capital to deter and promote the prestige of the country, and also as coolies to reclaim the wasteland in western Beijing. There is also a shipment to Youzhou, which is short of these labors.

It’s early September to deal with these trivial matters. From April to September, five months have passed.

Time was really as fast as the blink of an eye. When the grain in the farmland began to ripen and the cotton was about to be picked, Gu Yuanbai decided to move back to the capital from the summer palace.

The night he moved this year, he only came to the summer residence in July and a half, and he hadn't stayed long before, and it was autumn in a blink of an eye.

Gu Yuanbai knew that the entire capital city was busy with the Longevity Festival, and he went back to sit here now, so that these people must not be extravagant and wasteful.

Just do it, the emperor gave the order, and the palace began to get busy, and in a blink of an eye it was the day of leaving the summer palace.

The long line was winding, and the carriage of the saint was guarded by layers in the center. Gu Yuanbai bowed deeply towards Princess Wan Tai in front of the palace gate, and muttered: "Please take care of your body."

Taifei Wan lived comfortably in the summer palace. She didn't want to go back to Jingxi anymore, and she didn't have any health to go back. Princess Wan had a faint premonition in her heart. She smiled at Gu Yuanbai, stepped forward and took the emperor's hand, patted it lightly, and Yin Yin exhorted, "You are the one, you must remember the urgent things when you eat, everything. No matter how urgent it is to eat and rest."

Gu Yuanbai saluted again, "Yes."

Concubine Wan was still worried, "I heard that when you went to the morning court a few days ago, the unity was in the court for two hours. Yuan Bai, don’t do this again next time. Isn’t it his own loss? body?"

Gu Yuanbai smiled slightly, "My son knows it."

Princess Wan smiled, her eyes were a little sour, she blinked away the soreness, pretending to be fine: "Come on, all officials are waiting for you."

Gu Yuanbai was urged again and again before turning around and leaving with Baiguan. He walked a few steps, but after all he couldn't help but glance back. Concubine Wan Tai looked serious, looking at his back leaving.

Gu Yuanbai paused, and then took a bigger step out.

Princess Wan couldn't hold back the two steps forward, then stopped and sighed.

She regarded the emperor as his own, and she didn't want Gu Yuanbai to be so tired every day. The emperor's health is not good. In fact, such a body is most suitable for carefree affluence.

But as the parents and children of the first emperor, how could he not sit in a high position?

Gu Yuanbai also sat very well, sitting better than the first emperor. If the first emperor knew, he would also yell "My son is great" comfortably. Princess Wan was a woman and she didn't understand anything, but she knew that the emperor's majesty had grown stronger, and she started to talk about it in the palace.

Her son is approaching the mighty emperor. Even if she doesn't want him to be so tired in her own heart, she must be proud of him.

Concubine Wan wiped the corner of her eyes, and in a daze, she felt that Gu Yuanbai was stepping on a beautiful river and mountains.

*

Xue Yuan's injury continued until the beginning of September, and finally healed a little better. He had been waiting by the carriage since early morning, waiting to see Gu Yuanbai.

I don't know how long it has been before, and the wind has passed by. Gu Yuanbai hurried past him, opened the curtain, and got in. After a while, a muffled voice came from inside: "Leaving."

The steed raised its hooves. Xue Yuan was a little lost. He turned his head and glanced into the carriage. Just a quick glance, the little emperor's eyes seemed to be red.

what happened? Xue Yuan lowered his eyebrows.

The returning convoy did not stop to rest until noon.

Tian Fusheng got into the carriage and gave Gu Yuan a white cloth to eat. Gu Yuanbai had no appetite, but after a few mouthfuls, he felt full and couldn't eat, so he let him go down.

Tian Fusheng walked out of the carriage with a sad face, and followed the surrounding humanity: "Holy Master is not happy."

"Mo Yue is for Princess Wan," the long guard sighed, "Tao Princess Wan stayed in Hebei, a few days away from the capital. You can get there in two days, but the body of the holy... One glance at Princess Wan, I'm afraid it will take 15 days to come and go."

The royal guards sighed, why isn't the saint hungry? They were so hungry that they screamed.

But let them persuade the emperor again? They dare not. The saints can’t eat, this is a matter of persuasion.

The head guard was worried, but he still asked a group of people to eat first according to the way of eating in batches on weekdays. He specially remembered Master Xue who was still hurt: "Master Xue is easily hungry, why don't you go to eat first?"

Master Xue's eyebrows were calm, and I thought I was hungry easily, but for the sake of the head guard's stupidity, he opened his mouth: "Last eat."

He was obviously in a bad mood, and his tone faintly recovered from his previous bad mood when he had not traveled to the south of Jinghu. The head of the bodyguard hurried away, wondering.

On the way back, Gu Yuanbai generally gave the soldiers plenty of rest and meal time.

Not far away, soldiers in twos and threes gathered together to eat. In addition to the food and pickles that were distributed, there was also a cook who was making broth. As long as the broth in this cauldron is filled with enough spices, the fragrance will float for ten miles. Compared with the imperial imperial meal, although it is not fine, the portion is plenty.

Soldiers lined up in batches with their own bowls and chopsticks to wait for the broth, and from time to time someone in front could hear loudly: "Bring me the soup with the most meat."

The people behind burst into laughter and cursed: "The big guy remembers! He has the most meat in his bowl. After eating his own, he will grab the meat from his bowl!"

"Leave him a clear soup and little water!"

"Hahahaha."

The smell of the broth drifted all the way into the carriage. Gu Yuanbai lifted the curtain of the car and watched the soldiers fighting in the distance. He watched for a while and then got out of the carriage.

The guards outside waiting for the next group to go to dinner stood up straight, surprised: "Holy?"

Gu Yuanbai rolled up his sleeves and raised his chin to the big pot of rice, "Bring me a bowl of broth."

A guard ran to the broth, and Gu Yuanbai looked around, found the gentle rock and sat down.

The guard who ran over to make soup ran straight to the front, and the soldiers in the line behind shouted: "The saint said that the silver must be lined up every time you eat and receive rewards. No one can ignore the military regulations. Why did you just ran over? ?"

The guard also replied loudly: "Brothers take care of it, I want to make some broth for the saint."

The soldiers who murmured behind suddenly stopped talking, for fear of delaying others' time. The soldier who was on his turn to make the soup hurriedly guarded the bowl and blocked the spoon handed by the cook, and said hurriedly: "Give it to the sage first. I don't want meat, and all my meat can be given to the sage."

"Enough meat tube," the cook wanted to serve him, but when he saw that his head was shaking so much, he didn't force it, and instead asked the royal guard, "Can you get the table and chopsticks from the sage?"

The guard was taken aback, "I forgot."

The cook squatted down and searched for the bowls and chopsticks, only to find a complete bowl without discoloration and cracks after a long while. After washing it several times in clear water, he cautiously poured out a bowl of broth, and put his hands in the hands of the guard.

The guards soon came to Gu Yuanbai's face, and the smell of meat followed. Gu Yuanbai looked down and saw that the water in the bowl was clear soup, mixed with **** slices and peppercorns. Gu Yuanbai took a sip. The salt is enough, and a little vinegar should be added. The flavor is sufficient.

"Yes," Gu Yuanbai said, "Go get a pie."

The guard was taken aback, then ran over again.

In the Han Dynasty, biscuits also began to be produced, and biscuits became the staple food in the march during the Tang and Song dynasties. Daheng reclaimed much more farmland than in the previous dynasty, and the people had more food, and two meals a day became three meals a day. The food is sufficient, and the patterns of eating are enriched. Dahengshi's sesame seed cake and steamed buns have matured in technology and have a variety of patterns.

The amount of rice noodles required by the army is so large that Gu Yuanbai needs to know whether he has spent a lot of effort on the soldiers.

The saint sitting on the rock, bowed his head and drank the broth in the bowl, his movements were clean and neat. Xue Yuan glanced at him again and again. Many brawny men in the army made such actions were rude and too much. Obviously, the little emperor was in poor health, but he was so handsome.

The guard brought the big cake made by the army. Gu Yuanbai put the bowl and chopsticks beside him, tore open the big cake, looked at the color inside, took another piece and tasted it in his mouth. It was a bit hard. , It's hard to swallow.

He tore another piece of cake and soaked it in the broth, which made it easier to eat. Gu Yuanbai tried every means to increase the rations for the military, to get them enough salt and meat. Fortunately, these things have been rigorously reviewed and implemented in the grassroots.

There was a bit of satisfaction on his face, but he was not hungry, and he had enough appetite to eat these things. Xue Yuan, who looked at him all the time, said: "Holy, can't you eat?"

Gu Yuanbai nodded and said, "I'm full."

Xue Yuan: "Give it to the minister."

He came over and picked up the tableware and flatbread without any uncomfortableness. In front of everyone's sight, he soaked the flatbread in the meatloaf, the flatbread sucked enough water, and the chopsticks stretched out, and the meat and the loaf were picked into his stomach.

The sound of soup gradually dwindled. After a while, Xue Yuan finished a bowl of broth and flatbread. Without changing his face, he walked behind the long line with the bowls and chopsticks, ready to have another bowl.

Gu Yuanbai felt that after taking a few breaths, he ran away. He was silent for a while, then turned to look at the chief guard, "You haven't eaten yet?"

The head guard said shyly: "I haven't eaten yet."

Gu Yuanbai raised his chin towards Xue Yuan, and said, "He also eats like this on weekdays?"

It's a half-and-a-half son. Look at it this way, he was hungry when he was hungry at the border.

The chief guard thought for a while, "Master Xue seems to be extremely hungry, and sometimes watching the saint eating, Master Xue will be so hungry."

Gu Yuanbai was thoughtful, no wonder there were so many times when he ate, he could always notice Xue Yuan's eyes that seemed to be able to set fire.

After lunch, Gu Yuanbai returned to the carriage.

In the afternoon, there was a wind, the carriage bumped, and Gu Yuanbai was bumped uncomfortably. When Tian Fusheng delivered dinner, he really wanted to support it, but he didn't live up to his stomach, he didn't have an appetite, and he was a little nauseous.

"Stop eating," Gu Yuanbai muffled, "Say it when you're hungry."

After taking a few mouthfuls for both the morning and supper meals, Tian Fusheng was worried. He got out of the carriage, hesitated, but still approached Xue Yuan, "Master Xue, can you have a few bites of food for the saint?"

Xue Yuan smiled, but his lips were anxious. "General Manager Tian, ​​the minister doesn't know if it is feasible, but if it works, maybe the minister will have to hit the board again."

Everyone knows that Xue Duyuhou's injury is not healed. Tian Fusheng thought for a while with a bitter expression, gritted his teeth, "If Master Xue is really punished for this, Xiao and other adults must try their best to intercede with Master Xue."

Before he could say anything, Xue Yuan had already grabbed the food box from his hand and flew into the carriage.

*

The curtain flew up and down. Before Gu Yuanbai could see who was coming in, Xue Yuan had already got close to him.

Xue Yuan's face sank when he saw him, and he stretched out his hand and touched Gu Yuanbai's stomach, frowning and saying, "I don't want to eat. Is it uncomfortable here?"

Gu Yuanbai was uncomfortable, he waved Xue Yuan's hand away, and pressed his eyebrows, "Go down."

Xue Yuan smiled and leaned over. His figure is really tall, and the shadow completely covers Gu Yuanbai.

The next moment, Xue Yuan forced Gu Yuanbai into his arms. After struggling to press down, Xue Yuan followed his back, and pressed the little emperor's stomach with his thumb, flat and flat, with nothing.

Gu Yuanbai hadn't eaten, and was a little weak. He accumulated a bit of strength and kicked Xue Yuan's thighs, his voice pressed, full of anger, "Xue Yuan, do you really want to die?! I let you go down!"

"I'm fine with what you say in the ordinary days, and I can listen to you." Xue Yuan lowered his eyebrows and liked, but his movements were not as docile as his expression. He clamped Gu Yuanbai's legs under his own and locked it. After the little emperor's hands and feet, he took the food container with one hand, "but it won't work."

The lid was thrown aside, and Xue Yuan moved the food to the table one by one. He rubbed Gu Yuanbai's stomach, knowing that when people are in a bad mood, they don't want to eat, and when they don't want to eat, they can't force it.

Gu Yuanbai's anger had not yet erupted, but after being rubbed so, his nausea subsided, and he was still somewhat comfortable. He became dumb, and finally found a comfortable posture. He treated Xue Yuan as an adult sofa, closed his eyes, and said in a dumb voice: "Go up a little bit more."

Xue Yuan listened to the order and gently rubbed Gu Yuanbai, but his hands couldn't control it. He wanted to move upwards while rubbing, and rubbed his little conscience.

Does Gu Yuanbai have a conscience? Yes, after all, after he was cool, he still remembered to reward Xue Yuan.

Xue Yuan wanted Israel to serve the king. The difficulty is, can this color catch you.

If the Taoist talisman works... Xue Yuan sighed.

He Xue Jiuyao didn't expect to have such a stupid time.

But at this time Gu Yuanbai's meal is the most important thing. Xue Yuan focused on rubbing his stomach for a while, feeling that it was almost done, removed his hands, then bent down and put his ears close to Gu Yuanbai's stomach. Upon hearing it, it was not bad, and he started to scream.

Gu Yuanbai himself heard the sound in his stomach. He opened his eyes, but saw Xue Yuan lying on his stomach listening to the sound, and his expression turned out to be very fascinating.

Gu Yuanbai's face was slightly hideous, "Xue Yuan?"

Xue Yuan put away the expression on his face, straightened up without changing his face, picked up Gu Yuanbai, leaned him on his chest, and took a bowl of porridge to feed him.

Said it is porridge, it is actually thick as rice. It contains carefully made meat strips and vegetables, each of which serves to appetite Gu Yuanbai to the greatest extent.

Gu Yuanbai reluctantly took a sip, for fear that he might spit it out.

Xue Yuan put the palm of his hand on his lips, his eyes were not blinking, "Can you eat it?"

The previous discomfort was much better at this moment, Gu Yuanbai swallowed the porridge, muttered, "Continue."

Xue Yuan was very busy, not only feeding him food, but also warming his stomach. Gu Yuanbai rarely stayed in his arms so obediently. After the meal was finished, Xue Yuan was a little reluctant to let go.

Gu Yuanbai used half of the porridge, and after a little something in his stomach, he stopped eating.

Xue Yuan packed up his things. After Gu Yuanbai felt well, he became the lofty emperor again. While pulling out a memorial to read it, he casually said, "Get off."

Xue Yuan rolled out of the carriage and suddenly turned around before leaving. He smiled if nothing, and said in a low voice, "Holy, your hungry voice is much better than ordinary people."

With a "pop", the music fell on the wooden door Xue Yuan closed in time.

Xue Yuan laughed silently, touched the saber around his waist, and leaped out of the carriage.

*

The convoy stopped and went and arrived in the capital eight days later.

Entering the capital, Gu Yuanbai looked all the way, but found that the main road in the capital had been decorated with colorful paintings and bright cloth by the craftsmen. The scholars gathered on the roadside in twos and threes frowned and thought, the poems they chanted were just poems to congratulate the saint on his birthday.

Singing and dancing everywhere is a scene of prosperity.

The long motorcade of the Summer Palace stopped in front of the gate of the imperial city. Baiguan walked out of the carriage, stood beside their carriage, and saluted Gu Yuanbai in unison. Every time Gu Yuanbai said a word, the eunuchs passed it to the back one by one. After the last order to disperse, all the officials were greeted and scattered back to the house one by one.

Chu Wei followed his father and led the carriage away. Before walking a few steps, he heard a familiar voice from outside the guards, "Chu Zihu."

Chu Wei turned his head, it was his classmate, he smiled, "You are here."

The guard soldiers stopped the classmate by the side of the road. After Chu Wei walked out of this place, the classmate walked with him.

The classmate glanced back, opened the folding fan with his backhand, and joked: "Chu Zihu, who was disdainful of the secular at the time, has now turned around and changed from the top official to the top official."

Chu Weiyao thought about the past, but he was a little bit ridiculous. He smiled helplessly and said, "I used to be shallow."

The classmate was surprised, so he put away the folding fan and looked at him up and down: "Are you really Chu Wei Chu Zihu?"

Chu Wei constricted his face, and said coldly, "What do you want to do when you come to me."

The classmate breathed a sigh of relief and murmured: "This is the Chu Zihu I know."

Chu Wei turned around to leave, and his classmates quickly followed. After seeing that his young master was accompanied by a friend, the coachman in Chu Mansion took his wife back to the mansion first.

On the roads of the capital, there were a lot of people, artisans were doing color paintings, and people beside them were watching the excitement. Occasionally, they ran over to hand over a few bowls of water and then looked at the color paintings in admiration.

After passing by cheerful craftsmen, I saw several scholars who were writing poetry. These people are talking about today's "Daheng Guobao". The top of today's "Daheng Guobao" published an article about preparing for the birth of the Holy Spirit.

"They don't know what they are doing in those places," one of the scholars said in a displeased voice. "Do you want such a big battle to overwhelm our capital?"

"It is said in the National News that in a place in Huainan, the people spontaneously prepared a thousand Kongming lanterns," another scholar smiled bitterly, "the powerful people heard that they immediately made up the remaining nine thousand lanterns, and what they got was'Long live 'Meaning."

"With the "National News", we know how big the world is," the scholar sighed and cheered up again. "If these places want to steal our limelight, it depends on whether we agree."

Chu Wei and his classmate looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh. When they passed by the scholar, several children in front of them ran around with the candied haws, and the classmate suddenly sighed.

"I am superficial," said a lonely classmate. "It is obvious that the best Daheng is right in front of me, and the best monarch is waiting for me to work for him, but I am blind, only given by the instability within Daheng. Lost."

The classmate smiled bitterly, "The big trouble I worry about has been resolved by the court even before I still don't understand it."

Chu Wei curled his lips and smiled.

During the busy days and months, he naturally knew how much the court had done, but his classmate was not an official, so he was naturally confused. His gaze passed around, watching the stable life of the people, with a lot of emotion in his heart. At this moment, the classmate spoke.

"I want to be an official too."

He speaks eloquently.