February in the capital is a cold spring.
Inside the inner chambers of the palace, the palace maids who came and went with joy on their faces were carrying hot water and handkerchiefs to the middle of the palace with a lively step.
Bright yellow dragon bed stretched out a white hand, a small eunuch waiting at the side of the heart scared to look at the emperor bare feet to go down to the ground, the eunuch chief Tian Fusheng is outside to warm his majesty's shoes, this will be no one to stop, the first recovery of the emperor is really going to bare feet on the ground!
The little eunuch couldn't think too much, and with a jolt he scurried over to the ground in front of the bed, and the feet of the most honorable man in the world stepped on the little eunuch's back just in time.
The little eunuch was sweating, trying his best to relax his back muscles, for fear of tensing up and making His Holiness uncomfortable, and complaining in his heart that his clothes were too rough, for fear of scratching His Holiness's feet.
The saint let out a laugh and scolded with a smile, "Get out of the way."
The little eunuch didn't dare to disobey him, but he also didn't dare to let him go down to the ground like this, and boldly said, "Your Holiness mustn't, the ground is cool, and there will be coldness seeping into the dragon's body from the soles of his feet."
As soon as Tian Fusheng came in, he heard these words from the little eunuch, and busied himself by coming forward and kneeling down on the ground, holding the dragon boots in his hands, and falsely cried, "Your Holiness, the little one will come to serve you on the ground, but don't put your feet down, the little one's heart is about to jump out of his throat."
Gu Yuanbai was dumbfounded, "I'll see that you can jump out 17 or 18 times a day."
Tian Fusheng hemmed and hawed, carefully supporting Gu Yuanbai's feet and meticulously putting on his shoes and socks.
Gu Yuanbai couldn't help but sigh in his heart as he sniffed the smoky and medicinal scent that filled the room.
He was not some serious emperor, but a positive and upwardly mobile twenty-first century promising young man, the moment he passed through the clouds while playing high altitude parachute jump, and when he opened his eyes he had already woken up in this body.
The dynasty was called Daheng, not from memory, and should have been overhead, with a level of production reaching that of the Northern Song.
Gu Yuanbai's this body is really the efforts of the country to raise out of the delicate, is too sick and weak, the emperor when there is not much strength.
When Gu Yuanbai arrived, the first signs of eunuch dictatorship had already appeared, knowing that the emergence of eunuch dictatorship often signaled that a dynasty had reached its mid-to-late stage. Powerful ministers and local power expansion, eunuchs also want to manipulate the military and government, Gu Yuanbai dragged this sick body, hibernation for three whole years, in one fell swoop will be powerful ministers and eunuchs collectively pulled down the horse, cleaned once again in the former dynasty and the inner court, temporarily balanced the power of the three sides, will be the majesty of the imperial power back to the full bloom of the time.
Just as he was ready to fist pump and do something big, his body didn't hold up, and he was greeted with a blast of wind chill at the end of winter.
Seriously ill a few days Gu Yuanbai happened to hear one or two extremely familiar names, which finally remembered, he is not crossing into a hollow world, he is wearing a book.
The young emperor in the book will not live more than a few years before he dies, giving way to the book's hero attack, the famous regent, and the book's hero subject is a capable minister who will assist the regent to leave a good name for the rest of the world.
Gu Yuanbai is a straight man, iron-straight, and knows about this book or because it was adapted into a socialist brotherhood of court politics and fighting web series.
After knowing that he could not live for a few years, Gu Yuanbai became a Buddha, and all his previous ambitions were thrown aside, not as fragrant as a duck in sauce.
This throne is not destined to be his, and any more he does now is to let the future emperor pick up the pieces.
This time in the illness, Gu Yuanbai thought a lot, and finally decided to let nature take its course, he managed his own these years, to enjoy the last period of his life on the throne, and in the meantime to play the soy sauce, and spectate the socialist brotherhood of the two male protagonists in the book.
Gu Yuanbai had never really seen such socialist brotherhood.
"Your Holiness, it's done." Tian Fusheng put down Gu Yuanbai's feet, gently afraid of hurting His Holiness.
Gu Yuanbai finally stood on the ground, and the palace maid came with smoked and scented regular clothes to change Gu Yuanbai's clothes.
Clothes have not yet been changed, outside a eunuch came to inform: "Your Holiness, the Prince of Harmony with the Minister of the Household and his son are waiting outside the temple."
"Let them in." Gu Yuanbai said.
The eunuch guided the three in, and the three saluted towards Gu Yuanbai, who faintly answered, "Rise."
The son of the Minister of the Household has not yet established the crown, it is the age of the sky is not afraid of the earth, he was his father in the morning urged a dozen or twenty times, ten thousand must not look directly at the face of the Holy Spirit, but do not let him do what he is partial to do, and now stands behind the Prince of Hepatopia and father, through the corner of the concealment, secretly lifted up the eyes.
The Lord of the Heavens, as Gu Yuanbai had said, was the most delicate person raised by the efforts of the nation.
The young gentleman raised his eyes, and saw the courtesan carefully smooth the saint's head of green silk behind him, the saint is only sick today, in order to celebrate, specially dressed in a red robe, jade face reflecting the thin red.
The young male's breath caught, his heart thumped, and he hurriedly lowered his head in panic, never daring to raise his eyes to look up again.
"This is the eldest son of Lord Tang's family?"
Gu Yuanbai's tone was kind, Lord Tang was flattered, bowed and said, "Your Holiness said to me only the previous time that there were fewer young people in the palace, and that my dog's son had mediocre qualifications and was naturally stupid, but was better than being young, and made a lot of noise on weekdays. If your majesty doesn't mind, I will let him come into the palace more often to accompany your majesty, or to relieve your majesty's boredom."
Gu Yuanbai wanted to sigh again.
Some days ago he just made a big thing, such a hint is in order to let these ministers to send their children to the palace, both as a rope to hold the ministers, but also in order to show favor, so as to knock favor a few times to split the literati bureaucratic group, three is to see if there is a talented, so as to cultivate the loyalty of their own use before it's too late.
But now, he didn't have the heart.
"Come here, let me take a good look," Gu Yuanbai beckoned towards the young male, "Lord Tang don't be self-effacing, I've heard of your reputation for teaching well."
The young son held his breath as he walked up to the saint, and Lord Tang was also nervous with his back slightly wet. Ever since His Holiness cleansed the inner sanctum in one fell swoop, he would always be nervous when facing His Holiness, and as His Holiness' majesty in the imperial court intensified, he was worried that his first son would lose his decorum in front of the royal court.
Fortunately, the Holy Spirit should be in a good mood today, the questions asked are also very amicable, the little son answered one by one, from the beginning of the stuttering also gradually let go.
Gu Yuanbai was about to pick up his cup and take a sip of tea when his hand steeply and powerlessly shook, and the teacup fell to the ground with an ear-piercing crunch. Gu Yuanbai looked at the fragments on the ground, only to feel a burst of anger attacking his heart, and with a tickle in his throat, he began to cough.
The young gentleman was startled, subconsciously looking towards the saint, the saint's white transparent fingers touching his chest, his long eyebrows slightly knitted, his previously light colored lips were now coughed up as if stained with rouge.
His Holiness has a good look with infinite spring breeze and infinite autumn moon, just like a celadon so valuable that it is unparalleled in the world, so that people don't even dare to come close to touch the magnificence of touching it.
"Your Holiness," the young male boldly reached out to support Gu Yuanbai, worriedly saying, "Are you alright?"
The broken teacups had been packed down, Gu Yuanbai stopped coughing and revealed another smile, "Good boy, I'm fine."
The Prince of Harmony, who had not spoken since entering the hall, snorted, and coolly said, "Your Holiness should take good care of your dragon body, when Father passed this world on to your Holiness, your Holiness was not as weak as he is today."
Gu Yuanbai sighed, "Prince He said yes."
Gu Yuanbai quickly adjusted his emotions as he got up and walked outside the hall, looking up at the weather, "Today's weather is really nice."
"His Holiness has recovered greatly, and the sky has cleared up," the Minister of the Household Department followed, "During the few days that His Holiness was ill, the people of the city were also worried, praying for His Holiness at home day after day. His Holiness ruled the world with virtue, the hearts of the people in the world are all smooth, and the heavens also cherish His Holiness."
The saint laughed, the minister of households saw this, and then said: "these two days should be sunny, spring rain is as expensive as oil, some days ago the rain, the grass and wildflowers in the countryside are also in full bloom. The dog son said, they have a cuju tournament tomorrow."
"Oh?" Gu Yuanbai was interested, "Cuju tournament?"
The current saint likes cuju, this is something that everyone in the world knows. The young gentleman's face was red, saluted and said, "Tomorrow is the cuju tournament that the scholars within the academy are about, collectively there are four teams of scholars, for one and a half hours."
Gu Yuanbai said, "Said I also come to some interest, your school tomorrow's Cuju tournament held in when and where? I will also go and join in the fun."
The young male's voice trembled as he answered, "Yes, yes."
Tian Fusheng sharp eyes to see the saint's brow between the exhaustion, he rushed forward to invite away the Minister of households and his son, and the Prince stood aside when all the way to the wood, at this time the face of the iron green, fiercely glared at Gu Yuanbai, flinging his sleeve together to go.
Gu Yuanbai looked at this ugly look on his face and laughed for a while, not stopping laughing until his chest was stuffy, and said in a spirited manner, "Tian Fusheng, go, follow me for a stroll through the Imperial Garden."
"Yes."
*
Tang adults father and son out of the palace in a hurry to split the road, one to find the Secretary of the Ministry of War to make preparations for tomorrow's saint out of the palace to watch the Cuju tournament, one quickly back to the school, to go with the head of the teaching that the saint's personal visit.
This matter really turned up shock waves in the National Academy, the head teacher rubbed his head and stood up, "The saint himself?"
The assistant teacher and the straight lecturer sucked in a mouthful of cold air, supported each other, and looked at the son of the Minister of the Household, Tang Mian, with great earnestness, where is there any stern reserve in the usual way.
Tang Mian was equally excited, "His Holiness said he wanted to come and watch our academy's cuju tournament."
The headmaster was of the fifth rank, and had only seen the holy face from afar, when he heard this news, a great joy surged up in his chest, and he walked around the house with a spring in his step, laughing from time to time, as excited as if he were drunk.
The assistant teachers and straight lecturers had never seen the face of the Holy Spirit, and one of them, Zhong Zhi Lecture, who was now in his fifties, could not help but shed two lines of hot tears and murmured with those around him, "I had not thought that I could also have the day to face the Holy Spirit."
The assistant teacher barely calmed down, "Master Teacher, those four cuju teams in our academy are recruited randomly, with good and bad skills, if they go on the field like this, it will surely spoil His Holiness's fun."
The head teacher's footsteps jerked to a stop, couldn't help nodding: "Right right, then today quickly re-group four teams to kick cuju kick powerful. Hahaha, that group of brats, I'm afraid to hear that the saint is coming, all swarmed up."
Remembering something, the Sect Leader turned his head again and asked Tang Mian, "Did His Holiness say whether it would be a private visit in a small way or with great fanfare?"
Tang Mian neighed: "The saint did not say so, but my father has already gone to the Minister of War."
The head teacher thought about it, stroked his beard and nodded, also no longer with the Tang Mian said more, said: "tomorrow you must go on the field, today rest well, tomorrow so that I can compete for the glory of my state school."
Tang Mian firmly said, "Student Council!"
As long as he thought about the fact that the saint would come to see him play cuju tomorrow, he already felt energized, and couldn't wait for tomorrow to be now so that the saint would know how good he was.
Author's comment: [cp Xue Yuan, attack is very mad dog]
① brainless cool article, hollow through the book, do not examine, there are bugs
②Daily, updated every day at 18:00 pm
③Author will fix the text, but only typos and sentences, no need to reread, daily updates outside of 6:00 p.m. are catching bugs
④Pre-writing style of 10,000 people, Sulei cross, 20 chapters later personal charm highlights, much better