It was the beginning of February, and the wind was bitterly cold. The imperial doctors in the palace tried every possible means to keep the emperor's body in a stable state, Gu Yuanbai is also very cooperative, fortunately, in addition to the wind chill that was about to kill him, after that nothing happened.
When he was free and available, he did his best to recall the plot of the play "Minister of Power". The "Minister of Power" was precisely the adaptation of the delayed beauty text "The Regent's Palm Jade", and the specific plot was not known to Gu Yuanbai.
All he knew was that the show was popular, but even more popular than the show was the socialist brotherhood in it.
Gu Yuanbai's socialist brotherhood is in a state of "heard of it, familiar with it, but don't understand it", and he is also unfamiliar with the two protagonists in the book, but after sending his men to find out more, he found that the two protagonists have not shown any signs of liking men so far.
Gu Yuanbai washed his face, took the towel and wiped off the water, and casually asked, "Is there a South Wind Pavilion in the capital as well?"
Tian Fusheng took the towel and handkerchief in the hands of the saint and returned, "Yes, there are, and I've heard there are quite a few."
Gu Yuanbai smiled, it was no wonder that when he died Xue Yuan was only a regent.
The two main characters in the book are both men, and neither of them is a man to be fished in the South Wind Pavilion. Xue Yuan can't keep an heir, and without an heir, he's still on the throne for shit.
It is thought that when he dies, the future regent can only raise a puppet emperor among the clansmen. As long as the successor is smart enough to endure and endure, there may not be no chance of getting ahead.
Standing aside Tian Fusheng looked at the corner of the lips of the saint smiled, his heart speculated a thousand times.
His Majesty suddenly asked about the South Wind Pavilion, is it possible that His Majesty also wants to favor men?
But who in the entire capital is worthy of Seung Eun's holy favor?
His Holiness is so honored that no one from the South Wind Pavilion should ever be allowed to face the Holy Spirit.
Tian Fusheng's mind spun around and around, and suddenly settled on a person with an immortal aura off the ground.
Chu Wei, the son of Chu Langzhong of the Ministry of Rites of the fifth grade.
*
Close to the Lantern Festival, the palace is tightly guarded, the thief who claimed to be a flower picker was severely interrogated, and finally loosened up after two days, the interrogator came to report the matter to Gu Yuanbai.
"The thief is willing to say that he just wants to see His Holiness again."
The interrogator said, "I suspect that this man harbors dissenting intentions, and I ask Your Majesty to decide whether to see or not to see him."
His Holiness changed into a slightly thinner indigo cloak today, the heavy color draped over his body, setting off his complexion as white as snow, hearing this, he nodded his head and allowed, "Bring him up, I'd like to see what he can say."
After a while, there are people will that assassin carried up. Should be brought to the holy front, so also specially to the assassin washed away the blood stains on the body, a prisoner's clothes clean and dry, but there is still a strong smell of blood.
Gu Yuanbai walked forward and stood not far away, "What do you want to explain to me?"
The assassin had been on trial for two days, his face sticky with hair, pale and bloodless, his lips dry and cracked, his eyes filled with blood. The bare fingers were scarred one next to the other, but a pair of eyes were extraordinarily godly.
Weakly, he said, "If the grasshopper speaks, will His Holiness spare the little one?"
The assassin struggled to look in Gu Yuanbai's direction, and after seeing His Holiness, a bloodless and haggard face slowly reddened again.
Gu Yuanbai smiled at his words, "If you say it, I'll let the person behind the curtain accompany you to the Yellow Springs."
The assassin heard, aggrieved to hold the wrong, "Your Holiness Mingjian, small behind really no one."
Gu Yuanbai was about to speak when an itch ran up in his throat, and he slightly sidestepped and coughed against his lips.
For a moment, within the entire palace there was only the sound of his low cough, and the assassin looked up to see the little emperor coughing so hard 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 him in this miserable appearance but his face did not change, but would redden his eyes because of this small cough, so when he thought about it, the assassin felt that the itch in his heart was even deeper, as if there were feathers scratching lightly.
The assassin said sincerely, "Your Holiness, you really must hurry up and set the little one free."
Gu Yuanbai let out a cold laugh, his voice a bit hoarse from his earlier cough, "Still dare to threaten me?"
The assassin shook his head, "No, but if you don't let Junior leave, my father will break these legs of Junior's."
Tian Fusheng cupped his throat and snorted coldly, "Who is your father?"
The assassin grinned, "My father Li Bao, the youngest in my family, surnamed Li Huan."
There was silence in the hall, Gu Yuanbai surged forward, his face ugly as he walked to the assassin's side, crouched down and pinched the assassin's chin, "It's even the youngest son of my Taifu?!"
Tian Fusheng could not hide his surprise at the side, he looked at the assassin in shock, this is ...... this is even the son of Li Bao, who was once the Crown Prince s Crown Prince?
The assassin was almost half wasted by the beating, he hung his eyes to look at the fingers of the saint pinching his chin, the fingertips were white, so it was evident that the saint was using a lot of force and was angry. The assassin smiled bitterly and said: ''I made a big mistake myself, so by the saint punished me for two days. This body injury can't be healed without lying down for a year and a half, if the saint is out of anger, please the saint read on the small's initiative to inform on the sake of the small, to spare the small this lowly life."
Gu Yuanbai let go of him, his expression cloudy.
The assassin said bitterly: "If the saint is still angry, then also please the saint allow me to go home to report my father a sentence, my father has seventy years of life, can not be shocked, to be a small return to the report and then all by the saint to be punished."
It was because of this that Gu Yuanbai could not call Li Po to the palace to confess his guilt.
It is right to let him confess his guilt, but in case of death, this old gentleman is highly respected, peach and plum, and he can't die anywhere under the Emperor's wrath.
Gu Yuanbai was laughed at by the living, his chest puffed out, and Tian Fusheng shrieked and staggered over to caress him to sit down.
The temple was in chaos, the assassin didn't expect this, his eyes widened as he watched a group of people surround the Emperor.
"He knows that I won't tell Li Bao," Gu Yuanbai's hand squeezed white, "He knows that I have to spare his life for his father's sake."
Tian Fusheng said anxiously, "He assassinated His Holiness, this is capable of executing the clan!"
"That is my Tai Fu!" Gu Yuanbai gritted his teeth, the little emperor can ascend to the throne, Li Bao's help is essential, the little emperor is also much closer to Li Bao. What's more, this kid is very smart and bold, from the beginning to the end only said that he is a flower picker, even close to the body has not been close, where is the assassination?
After a full quarter of an hour, the imperial physician arrived to take the emperor's pulse, and the assassin lay on a stretcher, looking earnestly toward the crowd.
He really couldn't move, his whole body was in pain, at this time, when he saw this scene, his heart couldn't help but be anxious, and he really had some regrets.
The assassin built up his strength and shouted, "If Your Majesty is still annoyed, go ahead and punish me, I, Li Huan, have a lowly life, I can withstand even more punishment!"
I don't know who kicked him hard and snapped, "Shut up!"
It was only after an incense stick burned that Gu Yuanbai waved away the crowd with a pale face.
Li Huan looked at his expression and swallowed the blood in his throat.
That day, Li Huan with a woman in the greenhouse in the river, and the woman playing both fell into the water, the water has reeds, can breathe, that underwater flirting feeling more exciting, Li Huan will not be in a hurry to get up with the woman. When he floated out of the water a head for air, just happened to see a glimpse of the saint who was walking towards the river.
Li Huan could not help but sink to the bottom of the water, the river is muddy, he grabbed the green house woman drilled into the reeds, the reeds are dense to cover the eyes, he was afraid that the woman next to him will make some kind of noise, so he covered her lips, locked her limbs, from the gap in the middle of the bank to see the people.
The man on the bank looked down at the water, unaware that someone else in the reeds was watching him.
Li Huan was clearly not underwater, but he held his breath as if he were suffocating, waiting for His Holiness to leave before he grabbed the woman and went ashore. Because of the nervousness in his ignorance, he almost harmed a human life.
Who could have known that the person on that day would be His Holiness? That it was the Holy Face he was looking at?
Gu Yuanbai slowed down for a moment, his eyes sinking as he asked in a cold voice, "Who let you into the palace?"
Li Huan opened his mouth and was silent.
"Whether you say it or not, I don't care anymore," Gu Yuanbai, "Who can know if what you say is true or false, I will personally check. After I find out the source, I'll invite young Mr. Li into the palace at that time to see if I've caught the right person."
His Holiness spoke word for word, word for word, calmly, without a single accent, but Li Huan had a chill down his back.
Gu Yuanbai laughed again, "Come on, send Mr. Li to Tai Fu's mansion with the finest medicinal herbs and have a hundred palace guards follow behind. Give me fanfare and fervor to send the person to the Li Mansion!"
The head of the guards looked solemn, "I will obey the decree."
"If Tai Fu asks," Gu Yuanbai, "then tell the truth. If the Taifu wants to go to the palace to ask for forgiveness, then let him wait until his son has recovered from his injuries."
"Yes."
Li Huan smiled bitterly and was carried out of the palace by the crowd, this big battle, I am afraid that the saint can not be used to go out of the palace.
The saint felt that the punishment of two days is not enough to get out of anger, but also intends to move a bit, he originally thought that the saint will not tell his father, lest his father's anger under the death of a life.
But I didn't realize that in His Majesty's heart, there was a love affair with my father, but even if my father was angered to death, it was no better than making His Majesty feel better.
Now even if his father was angered to death, everyone under the sky would say that he was angered to death by this rebellious son of his. Not only that, but they would also be reminded of His Majesty's benevolence and his kindness to the Li family.
Since then, his father has not been able to brazen out his love affair with His Holiness.
"Alas," Li Huan let out a long sigh and chatted idly with the man beside him, "Big Brother Squire, if my father had not asked, I would ask Big Brother Squire not to take the initiative to tell him."
The guard's face was expressionless and vaguely angry.
Li Huan was silent for a while, and suddenly opened his fist that had been clenched up, and inside the fist was winding a green silk, which he collected into his bosom with difficult movements, and looked at the sky out of his mind.
The Nine and Five, the appearance of the heavenly beings.
Identity, power, and the world were all occupied by that one person, and the entire land of Daheng raised an emperor whose hair was even as smooth as silk.
The next time I want to see His Holiness, I'm afraid I'll have to wait until this injury is healed.
*
After Li Huan sent back, too Fu Li Bao really want to go into the palace to face the saint to ask for forgiveness, Gu Yuanbai did not see, let him send him back to the house, so back and forth for three days, Li Bao before the spirit of the spirit of still showing jittery all of a sudden atrophied down, the whole person seems to be a moment of seventy years old old man's twilight.
Li Bao three into the palace and not into the things that know people know, in addition to some well-informed people, outsiders do not know how overnight, Li Bao is not the emperor like.
After two more days, the palace guards were executed a few people, and the blood-soaked corpses were transported to the Li Mansion at night, which scared Li Bao to the point that he fainted directly on the ground.
When he woke up, Li Bao stayed in the middle of the ancestral hall, and after dawn, he wrote a letter of confession of more than 1,000 words to the saint.
After presenting this emotional and tearful confession, Li Bao restlessly waited for news from the palace in his residence. His eldest son had already become an official at the court, but his qualifications were mediocre, and now he was only wandering around the bottom of the hierarchy, but at least there was still hope for advancement.
But now, their family knows it's all broken.
The oldest son's face sank to the ground, and no one's face looked good.
Li Huan was placed in his room to recuperate from his injuries, and the people of his family could not accuse him at this point in time, but their hearts were still resentful.
Why is he bold enough to break into the palace?
That's the palace! It's the palace! It's where His Majesty lives. How dare Li Huan?
Li Bao look haggard, he has never had such an experience in his life, today's saint treats his subjects well, but also more close to him, and now he would like to see the saint a glance, but even the door of the palace can not enter.
I don't know how long it took, but the palace finally sent someone to the door.
Angel face light, and crutches to come Li Bao tai fu polite a few words, then bluntly said, "The saint sympathizes with the body of the tai fu, now that Li Xiao Gongzi is seriously injured in the body, Li House should be busy taking care of Li Xiao Gongzi, in that case, there is no need to participate in the Lantern Festival Palace Banquet."
Those who could attend the palace banquet could be said to be those who belonged to the center of political rights in the entire Daheng Dynasty, and now that they, the Li Family, could not attend the palace banquet, wouldn't they be excluded from the center of political rights?
The people who heard the words stiffened, Li Bao's hand shook hard, he trembled and knelt on the ground, choking, "Many thanks to Your Majesty for your compassionate kindness."
His Holiness is really getting angry.
The kneeling people of the Li family, for the first time, recognized the facts in front of them so clearly.
Will there be a future for the Li family if they piss off His Majesty?