Chapter 156： 156th

It is now early February, and the wind is bitterly cold. The imperial physician in the palace did everything possible to keep the emperor's (body shen) in a stable state. Gu Yuanbai was also very cooperative. Fortunately, nothing happened after that except for the wind and cold that was about to kill him.

In his spare time, he tried his best to recall the plot in the play "The Minister". "The Official" is just the adaptation of the "Jade in the Palm of the Regent", and Gu Yuanbai doesn't understand the specific plot.

He only knows that the show is very popular, but what is more popular than the plot is the socialist brotherhood in it.

Gu Yuanbai was in a state of "hearing, being familiar with, but not understanding" of this kind of socialist brotherhood. He was also very unfamiliar with the two protagonists in the book, but after sending someone to investigate, he found that these two The protagonist does not show signs of liking men so far.

Gu Yuanbai washed his face, took the towel to wipe off the water, and asked casually, "Is there a Nanfeng Pavilion in the capital?"

Tian Fusheng took the towel in the hands of the master, and replied: "Yes, I heard that there are quite a few."

Gu Yuanbai smiled, no wonder Xue Yuan only became a regent after he died.

The two protagonists in the book are both men, and neither of them is a man who can serve as a mermaid in the Nanfeng Pavilion. Xue Yuan couldn't keep his heirs, and he didn't have any heirs.

Presumably after he died, the future regent can only support a puppet emperor among his clan. As long as the successor is smart enough and able to endure, there may not be no chance of getting ahead.

Standing on the side, Tian Fusheng looked at the corner of Sheng's upper lips with a smile, speculating in his heart.

The saint suddenly asked about the Nanfeng Pavilion. Is it possible that the saint also wants to pamper a man?

But in the entire capital, who can be worthy of the holy family?

The saint is so noble, the people of Nanfeng Pavilion can never face the saint.

Tian Fusheng's mind turned around, and suddenly he stayed on a person who was in immortal air (tuo) dust.

Chu Wei, the son of Chu Langzhong, is the fifth-product ritual department.

*

As the Lantern Festival feast was approaching, the palace was heavily guarded. The thief who claimed to be a flower picker was interrogated severely. Two days later, he finally let go. The interrogator came to report the matter to Gu Yuanbai.

"The thief is willing to say it, just wanting to see the Lord again."

The humanity of the interrogation: "The minister suspects that this person is ill-intentioned, and asks the saint to decide whether to see or not."

Sheng Shang changed into a thinner indigo cloak today, and his thick color (color) was draped on his body, making his skin (color) as white as snow. Hearing this, he nodded and agreed: "Bring him up," I want to see what he can say."

After a while, someone carried the assassin up. Should be brought to the front of the holy, so he also specially washed away the blood stains on the assassin, and he was clean in prison clothes (dry gan) (dry gan), but there was still a strong smell of blood.

Gu Yuanbai stepped forward and stood not far away: "What are you going to explain to me?"

The assassin was tried for two days, with hair sticking to his face, pale blood loss, cracked lips (dry gan), and bloodshot eyes. The wounds on the bare (exposed) fingers are next to each other, but the eyes are extremely energetic.

Weakly said: "If Caomin said, can the saint be able to let go of the little ones?"

The assassin looked at Gu Yuanbai's direction with great effort, and after seeing the saint clearly, his bloodless and haggard face slowly turned red again.

Gu Yuanbai smiled upon hearing the words: "If you say, I will let the person behind the scenes accompany you to Huangquan."

The assassin heard this and grieved and said, "Holy God, there is really no one behind the little one."

As Gu Yuanbai was about to speak, there was an itching in his throat. He turned sideways slightly, coughing against his lips.

For a while, there was only his low cough in the entire palace. The assassin looked up and saw the little emperor coughing so that the corners of his eyes were moist.

The emperor who could torture him severely for two days, the Lord of the World who could look at his miserable but unchanging face (color), would turn his eyes red because of this little cough. Thinking about this, the assassin felt that The itch in my heart is deeper, as if a feather is scratching lightly.

The assassin said sincerely, "Holy, you really want to let the little one go quickly."

Gu Yuanbai sneered, his voice a little hoarse from the previous cough, "Dare to threaten me?"

The assassin shook his head, "No, but if you don't let the little one leave, my father will break the little legs."

Tian Fusheng snorted coldly, "Who is your father?"

The assassin grinned: "My father, Li Bao, is the old man in the small family, whose surname is Li Minghuan."

There was silence in the hall, and Gu Yuanbai suddenly stepped forward. He walked to the side of the assassin with an ugly face, and squatted and pinched the assassin's chin. "It's actually my master's son?!"

Tian Fusheng couldn't hide his surprise from the side. He looked at the assassin in shock. This turned out to be... This turned out to be the son of the former Prince Fu Li Bao?

The assassin was almost half destroyed. He lowered his eyes to look at the fingers holding his chin on the sage. The fingertips turned white, showing how much force and anger the sage had used. The assassin smiled bitterly and said: "I made a big mistake myself, so I was punished by the sage for two days. The injury of this body will not be healed for a year and a half. If the sage gets angry, please ask the holy For the sake of the little one's initiative to inform, Shangnian spares the little one's fate."

Gu Yuanbai let go of him, his expression uncertain.

The assassin said in distress, "If the sage is still angry, then please let me go home and tell my father. My father has seventy years of life and cannot be frightened. After the small reply, he will be punished by the sage."

Because of this, Gu Yuanbai could not call Li Bao to the palace to plead guilty.

He should be allowed to confess his guilt, but in case he dies, this old gentleman is highly respected, and he can't die anywhere under the emperor's wrath.

Gu Yuanbai was alive and laughed, his mouth was suffocated, Tian Fusheng screamed, staggered over and stroked him to sit down.

There was chaos in the temple, and the assassin didn't expect this to happen. He opened his eyes wide and watched a group of people surrounding the emperor.

"He knows that I won't tell Li Bao," Gu Yuan squeezed his hand whitely. "He knew that I had to spare his life for his father's face."

Tian Fusheng said anxiously: "He assassinates (kills sha) the saint, this can kill the tribe!"

"That's my master!" Gu Yuanbai gritted his teeth. The little emperor can ascend to the throne. Li Bao's help is essential. The little emperor is also very close to Li Bao. What's more, this kid is very clever and courageous. From the beginning to the end, he only said that he was a flower picking thief, and he didn't even get close. Where did the assassination (kill sha) come from?

After a full quarter of an hour, the imperial doctor came to take the pulse for the emperor, and the assassin was lying on the stretcher, looking eagerly towards the crowd.

He really couldn't move, his whole body was hurting, and seeing this scene at this moment, he couldn't help but feel worried, and he really regretted it.

The assassin gathered up his strength and said loudly, "If the sage is still annoyed, continue to punish me, I am Li Huan's fate, no matter how much punishment I can withstand!"

I don’t know who kicked him hard and shouted sharply: "Shut up!"

After a stick of incense, Gu Yuanbai waved away the crowd with a pale face (color).

Li Huan looked at his expression and swallowed the blood in his throat.

That day, Li Huan took the brothel girl outing by the river. When playing with the girl, both fell into the water. There were reeds in the water, which could breathe. The feeling of being under the water was even more exciting, so Li Huan didn’t rush to take it. The woman got up. When he floated a head out of the water to take a breath, he happened to see the saint who was walking toward the river at a glance.

Li Huan couldn't help but sank to the bottom. The river was muddy. He grabbed the brothel girl and got into the reeds. The dense reeds covered his eyes. He was afraid that the woman next to him would make any movement, so he covered her lips and locked her. Limbs, looking at the people on the shore from the gap.

The people on the shore looked down at the water, but didn't know that there was someone in the reeds watching him.

Li Huan was clearly not under the water, but held his breath as if suffocating. After the master left, he grabbed the woman and went ashore. Because of ignorance and nervousness, he almost killed a life.

Who knows that the man on that day is actually the Holy One? What he saw turned out to be a holy face?

Gu Yuanbai slowed down for a while, his eyes were heavy, and he asked coldly, "Who put you in the palace?"

Li Huan opened his mouth and was silent.

"Whether you say it or not, I don't care anymore," Gu Yuanbai, "Who knows if what you said is true or false, I will check it by myself. After finding the source, I will invite Young Master Li into the palace at that time. , See if I caught the right person."

Shengshang said every word, and every word was gentle, without a single accent, but Li Huan felt cold on his back.

Gu Yuanbai smiled again: "Come here, send Master Li to the Taifu's Mansion, bring the best medicinal materials, and let the hundreds of palace attendants follow. Give me great fanfare and lively to send people to Li's Mansion. !"

The head of the bodyguard said with a solemn expression, "The minister abides by the decree."

"If the Taifu asks," Gu Yuanbai, "Tell the truth. If the Taifu wants to go to the palace to plead guilty, then let him wait until his son is healed."

"Yes."

Li Huan smiled bitterly and was carried out of the palace by the people. This big battle might not be necessary for the saint to go out of the palace.

The sage felt that the punishment of two days was not enough to vent his anger, and he planned to do something like this. He originally thought that the sage would not tell his father, so that his father would be angrily attacking his life.

But I didn't expect that in the heart of Sheng Shang, there was a feeling of affection with my father, but even if my father was mad, it was not as good as letting the Lord calm down.

Now even if his father was mad at death, everyone in the world would say he was mad at him. Not only that, but I will also be grateful for the kindness of the Holy Spirit and the kindness of the Holy Spirit to the Li Mansion.

Since then, his father has no way to brazenly talk about his relationship with the saint.

"Oh," Li Huan sighed and chatted with the people around him, "Big brother guard, if my father didn't ask, please don't take the initiative to tell him."

The guard was expressionless, faintly angry (color).

Li Huan was silent for a while, and suddenly opened his fist that had been clenched. There was a blue silk entwined in his fist. He moved the blue silk into his arms with difficulty, and looked at the horizon with a spirit.

The Ninth Five-Year Sovereign, the appearance of heaven and man.

Identity, rights, and the world are all occupied by that one person. The emperor raised from the entire Daheng's land has even hair as smooth as silk.

Next time I want to see the Lord, I am afraid that I will have to wait until the injury is healed.

*

After sending Li Huan back, Tai Fu Li Bao really wanted to go to the palace to make a plea. Gu Yuanbai disappeared and was sent back to the mansion. After three days of going back and forth, Li Bao’s vigorous spirit suddenly withered. The whole person seemed to have the twilightness of a seventy-year-old man in an instant.