Chapter 133： 133th

Mrs. Xue's face (color) seemed to be younger than a teenager in an instant. When she saw Mrs. Xue coming over, she smiled and asked her daughter-in-law to come to her, "Hui Niang, I heard a magpie calling on the tree this morning. I was thinking about what a good thing could be, but I didn't expect it to be such a great thing! How honored is it for the Lord to visit the mansion in person?"

Seeing her so energetic, Mrs. Xue felt like she had found the backbone of the master, "Mother, what should we do about the regulations in our mansion? The saint should be here to hide from the rain. If the rain does not stop, won't the saint stay in our residence? ?"

Mrs. Xue's face (color) was suddenly stern, tightly holding Mrs. Xue's hand, and eagerly instructed: "No matter whether the saint is staying or not, Hui Niang, you can be optimistic about these people in our house. You are not allowed to have a mess The people came to Sheng Shang’s eyes! Don’t think I don’t know, how many maids in the mansion think highly of themselves, if they dare to sway in front of Sheng Shang, the old man will let them know how great!"

Mrs. Xue understood, she nodded, and said anxiously: "Mother, then Brother Lin and how many aunts need to face saints?"

Old Mrs. Xue's voice sank: "No! Only the farewell brother is a saint, Hui Niang, you don't want to delay time, go and change your clothes and tidy yourself, and follow me to see the saint later.++ +All Tanmei novels: www.novelhall.com"

Mrs. Xue nodded and sent someone to inform Xue Yuan, before she said: "Yes."

Here Mrs. Xiang Xue and Mrs. Xue got busy. General Xue on the other side had already rushed to the gate of the mansion with many servants. The rain was fierce, and General Xue raised his throat with all his heart.

It wasn't until I saw that the Holy Master was guarded among the people from a distance, and the rain outside the corridor could not catch the Holy Master. General Xue walked quickly to the front, lifted his robe and knelt, "The minister pays homage to the Lord."

The saint said gently: "Xue Qing, get up."

Only then did General Xue get up with many servants. He looked up. The sage was afraid of the cold. Even if he didn't get a drop of cold rain, his lips (color) were blown white by the cold wind, and his face (color) was not very good-looking, General Xue Anxious in his heart, the clever little servant behind him quickly handed the big cloak.

Tian Fusheng put the Greatcloak on Gu Yuanbai. Gu Yuanbai coughed a few times, and his hands and feet were a little cold. "Today we went out of the palace, but I did not expect to encounter a heavy rain. It happened that Xue Mansion was nearby. It's also disturbing Xue Qing."

General Xue said hurriedly: "It is a blessing for the minister to visit the Lord himself, how can it be said that it is a nuisance?"

After finishing speaking, General Xue looked at Prince He with his hands, and said, "Get well with Prince He."

And the prince nodded blankly, "General Xue."

Gu Yuanbai coughed a few more times with his head tilted, cold air rose from the soles of his feet, and a faint fever on his face. This felt bad, like a sign before the onset of illness. Tian Fusheng, who is always paying attention to him, said hurriedly: "General Xue, not much to say, the saint still needs to enter the house to avoid the cold."

General Xue hurriedly gave up his position and led the Saint to walk into the hall. Gu Yuanbai gathered the cloak together and walked all the way down. His previously pale face (color) was stained with an unusual blush.

He felt a little dizzy.

Gu Yuanbai hasn't forgotten the wind and cold that almost killed him a month ago. He now has some shadows about it, and he always feels that if this continues, it may be another fatal cold.

Gu Yuan's eyebrows were heavy, and after being led to a high position, his first sentence was: "Is there a doctor in Xue Qing's mansion?"

General Xue originally thought that Shengshang was regaining his breath (color), but now he was suddenly awakened by this question. He (强qiang) calmed himself down and asked the young man around him to ask the doctor quickly, and he ordered people to ward off the cold. The decoction and hot water were delivered without delay.

Tian Fusheng wiped his face with a kerchief, and the heat penetrated into his palm through the silkkerchief. Tian Fusheng's face turned pale and his hands trembled slightly, "Holy..."

Gu Yuanbai's breathing increased slightly, and he suddenly smiled, "Looking at the rain outside, I'm afraid it won't stop tonight, I'm afraid I will stay in Xue Qing's mansion."

General Xue saluted, "The minister has prepared a room for the saint, can the saint go to rest?"

Gu Yuanbai nodded and waited calmly for the doctor's arrival. While waiting, his hands and feet grew colder, but his cheeks slowly burned. Gu Yuanbai was already covered in a cloak, but the cold made him want to tremble.

He endured these anomalies one by one, with a calm smile on his mouth. He and the prince looked at the heavy rain outside the window, then looked at the redness on his face, the corners of his mouth were straightened, and his face sank depressively.

Today, he said he was going to leave the palace. If something happened to Gu Yuanbai, he could not shirk the blame.

The doctor was soon brought over. He should have known the identity of Gu Yuanbai, and his whole body appeared trembling. The head guard let him in after inspecting the doctor. Gu Yuanbai stretched out his hand, and Tian Fusheng rolled the cuff up and back, revealing his white, jade-like wrist.

The doctor took a pulse, and shook his hands after a while and put it down, "Holy, holy, the cold has not penetrated the internal organs, now just soak some hot water, drink some hot soup, and force the sweat out."

Gu Yuanbai raised his eyebrows and was used to the careful and delicate energy of the imperial physician in the imperial palace. Now that I heard that he hadn't been taken care of as a glass man, he felt very happy, "If this is the case, I will trouble Xue Qing ."

"Don't dare," General Xue said, "The minister will prepare water for the holy, and the hot soup will be ready soon."

Gu Yuanbai exhaled a breath of heat, and the slender fur on the great cloak rose and fell with his breath, his pale fingers propped on the black wooden table, and Gu Yuanbai stood up with this strength.

Tian Fusheng and the guards followed him, Gu Yuanbai walked slowly to the door, but his left leg was suddenly weak, his whole body staggered forward, suddenly stopped by a person.

With a tight and strong hand around his waist, Xue Yuan looked at the emperor who fell straight into his arms, and grinned with a respectful smile: "What's wrong with the Lord?"

Gu Yuanbai's face (color) changed, Xue Yuan let go of his hand, he bowed to Gu Yuanbai, and smiled gracefully at the saint (lu).

Gu Yuanbai glanced at him and passed him with a low cough. Seeing his leaving behind, Xue Yuan put aside his smile, turned his head and asked his father: "Sage, is this cold?"

General Xue and Prince He did not hear the gloat in his tone. General Xue asked Xue Yuan to come forward to meet Prince He. His face was slightly exhausted. After seeing Sheng Shang left, he also made an excuse to return to the room.

Xue Yuan respectfully sent away Prince He and then stood up straight. General Xue sighed, worried: "I only hope that the Holy Father will be safe."

Xue Yuan (gou) smiled on his lips: "Shengshangji people have their own visions, and of course they will be fine."

As soon as he approached the emperor, Xue Yuan felt the warmth coming toward him. He lay on the (bed chuang) for a long time before laying down all the injuries on his knees. He didn't expect that now, it was the Saint's turn to lie down in Xue Mansion.

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He returned to the room with the prince. His little boy wanted to go to the kitchen to bring him a bowl of **** soup, but when he came back he brought back a bowl of deer blood beamingly, "Master, Xue Fu has a deer, this is fresh The deer blood that has been rolled over is still hot, this thing is much more useful than **** soup!"

I took the deer blood with the prince and drank it. The scent of hot blood deepened from the throat, and the whole body was warmed up, and the prince's conscience found out, "Go and bring another bowl, and the king will send it to the saint himself. "

Xiao Si went and brought a bowl of steaming deer blood, followed by Prince He and prepared to send it to the Saint. The residence of the Saint is the master bedroom of Xue Mansion, in the best location in the whole mansion, a little far away from the residence of the Prince He.

Along the way, Prince He felt that his whole body was sweating thinly, and the bowl of deer blood that he had just drunk worked so fast, and Prince He even felt that there was a wildfire in his body that burned again, and he could not help but tore off his collar.

When I was about to walk to the door of the prince, I passed the window of the bedroom, and the prince subconsciously glanced inward, and stopped quickly.

In the bedroom, the sage leaned lazily next to the bed, his feet soaked in the clear water soaked in medicine, Tian Fusheng was squatting on the side, washing his feet for the sage.

Gu Yuanbai's feet have not traveled much since he was born. The soft-bottomed silk is pampered, and it is as clear as jade.

The hot water steams the fair skin into powder (color), the clear water rises and falls, the drops of water are scattered all around, the medicine is added with flowers, and the flowers are slowly unfolded in the water after drying (drying), and this pair of jade feet is modified. Exquisite like a fine brushwork.

With a "boom", Prince He only felt that the wildfire in his heart was burning violently. His brain was blank, and he felt that his whole body was extremely hot. Staring at this scene, the heat steamed into his mind.

The smell of deer blood in his mouth suddenly became thicker.

After the spring rains in the past few days, the strange flowers and grasses in the garden have bloomed a lot, and the palace people carefully take care of them day and night, and many trees that should not have been greened at this time are also very vibrant.

The sun is good today, the palace people sprinkled water in advance, and the flowers of Jiao (Yanyan) have drops of water, which is the most delicate time.

The saints were surrounded by clan relatives and ministers, and the elders brought by the ministers' homes were adorned behind them. Don't say I saw the saints, even the corners of the clothes of the saints.

Xue Yuan was surrounded by these ministers. He and Chang Yuyan slowly walked together. The two of them did not rush, it was as if they were simply coming to enjoy the flowers.

Seeing that there were not many people around, Chang Yuyan asked, "Where is the veil you found?"

Xue Yuan put his hands behind his back, his posture was very handsome and handsome, and he looked like a dog. He said casually: "It's burnt to ashes."

Chang Yuyan teased: "I thought you would take advantage of today to return the veil to the original owner."

Xue Yuan seemed to hear some funny joke, "When it comes to my hands, it's my thing. What is the owner?"

As soon as Chang Yuyan was about to speak, there was a hustle and bustle in front of him. It was originally an adult who had a flash of inspiration and made a high-quality Wing Chun poem, which caused a small climax in the atmosphere.

There was a palace attendant who wrote it down and read it aloud. After listening to Chang Yuyan, he couldn't help but clap his hands and praised: "Good poem!"

Xue Yuan: "Your father pointed out that you are in your early days. Why not take this opportunity to write a poem you made?"

Chang Yuyan shook his head directly. The corner of Xue Yuan's mouth (hook gou) raised, he was a step behind, and kicked Chang Yuyan with his foot. Chang Yuyan staggered and rammed forward. An adult recognized him and moved away with a smile. Speaking of poems, the Chang family boy can't skip it."

When Chang Yuyan stood still, the position he had let out was already straight to the saint's side. His expression was shocked, and he hurriedly condensed his expression, and respectfully stepped forward to bow to the saint, "Boy reckless, see The Holy Spirit."

Gu Yuanbai carefully looked at the handsome young man in front of him, "Are you Chang Yuyan?"

Chang Yu's words lowered his head deeper: "Yes."

This Chang Yuyan is also interesting, and he is a talented man who is famous in Beijing. Gu Yuanbai remembered two things he did. The first was that his loyal fans surrounded Changfu on the day he was crowned. Some people tried to cross the wall, and finally shocked the government to send troops to arrest people. Another thing has something to do with Gu Yuanbai. This Chang Yuyan once wrote thirteen poems in one breath to satirize the nobles who do not know the suffering of the world, not only satirizing the power minister Lu Feng, but also satirizing him. This emperor can't do it.

The translated vernacular is: "You people who have the power to the sky only care about your own self-interest, and the world is born in disregard. Let all the suffering people under the world provide for you, the big masters who only know how to eat delicious food and wear Chinese clothes , I think you all are spicy chicken."