The Lantern Festival was coming soon, and the sky was clear and bright that day. There was no morning court on this day, and the ministers rested at home in the first half of the afternoon, and when the sun's strongest hours were over, they traveled with the Emperor to the Imperial Garden.
Gu Yuanbai slept until noon, and after washing up and eating lunch, there was already a minister waiting outside.
The bedchamber has been prepared with the latest spring clothing, Gu Yuanbai picked a crescent-white embroidered with a gold silk dragon pattern of the regular clothes, and then draped a blue cloak, full of smiles out of the bedchamber.
The ministers, with their own sons and daughters, made a bow towards Gu Yuanbai, "All is well with the saint."
Having slept enough today to be refreshed, Gu Yuanbai was also fully energized, the corner of his lips hooked, and he said aloud, "Rise."
Garden of exotic flowers and grasses after the spring rains some time ago has opened a lot, the palace people day and night with care, many originally should not be green up in this season of the tree is also exceptionally vibrant.
This day the sun is good, the palace people sprinkled water in advance, the delicate flowers with water droplets, is the most delicate time.
His Majesty was surrounded by relatives and ministers, and the sons and daughters of the ministers' families were in the background, not to mention seeing His Majesty, not even a piece of His Majesty's clothes.
Xue Yuan was adorned behind these ministers, and he walked slowly with Chang Yuyan, the two of them not slowing down, as if they had simply come to enjoy the flowers.
Seeing that there weren't many people around, Chang Yuyan asked, "Where's the hankie you picked up?"
Xue Yuan had his hands behind his back, his posture was straight and handsome, and he was like a dog. He said carelessly, "Burned to ashes."
Chang Yuyan teased, "I thought you would take advantage of today to return the paddle to its rightful owner."
Xue Yuan looked as if he had heard some funny joke, "When it comes to my hands it's my stuff, what's the point of returning it to its original owner?"
Chang Yuyan was just about to speak when a clamor came from the front, originally a lord had the bright idea of doing a top quality aria, causing a small climax in the atmosphere.
A palace attendant on the side wrote it down and then read it aloud, and after hearing it, Chang Yuyan couldn't help clapping his hands and praising it, "Good poem!"
Xue Yuan: "Your father is counting on you to come out on top today, why don't you take this opportunity to recite the poem you made?"
Chang Yuyan directly shook his head. The corners of Xue Yuan's mouth hooked up as he lagged a step behind and raised his foot to kick Chang Yuyan, who stumbled and crashed forward as an adult recognized him and grinned as he made way, "If we're talking about composing poems, the Chang family's brat can't be skipped over."
When Chang Yuyan stood still, the position that had been given out had been straight through the side of the saint, he was shocked, busy converging the expression on his face, respectfully went up towards the saint and bowed, "The kid is reckless, have seen the saint."
Gu Yuanbai looked carefully at the suave and dashing male in front of him, "So you're Chang Yuyan?"
Chang Yuyan's head bowed deeper, "Yes."
This Chang Yuyan is also interesting, a talented man who is famous in the capital. There are two things that Gu Yuanbai remembers, one is that on the day he was crowned, his loyal fans besieged the Chang residence, and some even tried to climb over the wall, finally alerting the government to send troops to arrest them. The other thing is also related to Gu Yuanbai, this Chang Yuyan once made thirteen poems in one breath to satirize the dignitaries who don't know the suffering of the people, not only to satirize the powerful minister Lu Feng, but also to satirize him as an emperor.
Translated into vernacular, it is: "You people with all the power in the world only care about your own little self-interests and disregard all the people in the world. I think you are all hot chickens if you let all the poor people under the sky to feed you big lords who only know how to eat delicacies and wear fancy clothes."
These thirteen poems made him offend a large group of people in the capital, and his father was demoted because of this, until the heat passed this guy started to write poems again, but after this battle, Chang Yuyan's reputation is more and more widespread.
Thinking of this, Gu Yuanbai deepened his smile, "Do you have a poem to present as well?"
Chang Yuyan's writing, whether it was articles or poems, were all beautifully written, and even better, he was also famous, and was an excellent talent who could stir up public opinion. Gu Yuanbai lacked the public opinion talent that could extol his virtues, keep him on the moral high ground forever, and open the way for his policies.
Chang Yuyan mouth dry, he really is ready to prepare a poem, and is before the garden tour ready poem. But that poem ...... is his intention, another satirical work similar to "Zhu Men wine and meat stink, the road has frozen dead bones".
Originally, he thought that if his father took the initiative to let him compose a poem in front of His Majesty, he would dare to read the poem out in earnest.
Gu Yuanbai looked at his silence and smiled, "Stand up and straighten your head."
Chang Yuyan subconsciously followed and did as he was told, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the face of the saint looking at him with a smile on his face.
The saint looked at him appreciatively and said towards the ministers on his side, "My Daheng's young talents are all of a high caliber and are good men who can stand up to the heavens and the earth."
Chang Yuyan's ears instantly reddened, and she only felt a wave of shame roil up in her heart.
The ministers laughed and responded, "The Chang family boy has the talent of a scholar."
Chang Yuyan's father, the Young Secretary of the Da Lisi, was standing on the periphery, and when he heard the group of ministers praising his son, his serious and straight face couldn't help but smile.
Whatever the Emperor said, the minister followed and praised. Gu Yuanbai wore a smile as he listened to his minister sideways, his chin about to be buried in the fur of his cloak.
Chang Yuyan didn't dare to look directly at the holy face, slightly lowering her head and staring at the holy emperor's chin.
The saint's body is slender, but extremely thin, the lower jaw does not have much meat, but the shape is good-looking. Chang Yuyan recalled that when those dudes in the capital molested good women, they liked to pinch such a chin and then do light picking.
Luckily, His Majesty is His Majesty, no, His Majesty is a man, Chang Yuyan, what are you imagining.
If those dudes dared to pinch His Majesty's chin, they were afraid that they would be beheaded and copied the next moment.
Chang Yuyan without a trace of a cold shiver, the heart secretly screamed bitter, complained Xue Yuan up, why harm him a foot?
"Yuyan?" His Holiness called out, "What kind of poem did you make?"
Chang Yuyan's heart jumped violently to his throat this, he abruptly tilted his head to the side, and the first thing he saw was the cascading plum blossoms.
There was a flash of light in his brain, "Kid this poem is exactly about plums."
The earlier satirical piece that had been made in advance was pressed to the bottom of his heart, and Chang Yuyan improvised a poem, the last two lines of which again praised the spring day this morning.
Gu Yuanbai nodded and smiled, "The aura is full."
Chang Yuyan eyes and nose, as usual, went to stare at the emperor's chin, this is this time a little more anxious, the gaze lifted, it will be the saint's light-colored lips also included in the bottom of the eyes.
These lips were neither thin nor thick, and the corners of the lips were hooked up as if they were born with a smile.
Gu Yuanbai felt that this kid is not bad, earlier to see him do that thirteen head still thought it was a rash, did not think there is some eye.
He called Chang Yuyan to his side to accompany the car, walking around the garden, from time to time with him to say a sentence or two, the emperor's side of the minister implicit line of sight measured Chang Yuyan over and over again, I do not know how this kid into the eyes of the emperor.
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Xue Yuan leisurely waited at the end for the Emperor's shock.
He understands Chang Yuyan, even if it is to add to his father, Chang Yuyan will do something great. But time passed little by little, the front is still laughing and smiling, and Chang Yuyan also mixed in and did not come back.
Xue Yuan's brows gradually furrowed, could it be that Chang Yuyan hadn't made a move yet?
He also wanted to see the little emperor's jokes and waited for his anger. He also sent people to wait outside the palace in advance, ready to be the first to spread Chang Yuyan's satirical work within the capital.
Xue Yuan sighed in disappointment and took a few quick steps, just as the Emperor and his party in front of him also came around the corner, Xue Yuan caught a glimpse of his old man smiling all over the chrysanthemums, his mouth unable to close as he followed the Emperor.
Xue Yuan quietly walked over and stood in the shadows behind General Xue. As soon as he stood still, he saw the Emperor in front of him suddenly stop his feet, stretching out his white to transparent hand from the layers of wide sleeves, and picking a delicate blooming flower from the hundred green bushes.
"This flower blooms well." The saint praised, then picked up the flower and sniffed it lightly, it should be that the scent was to his liking, he suddenly smiled brightly.
His Holiness was slender and thin, with a heavy sick body. But when he smiles, it is like a hundred flowers blooming with exuberant and vigorous vitality. Hiding in the dark Xue Yuan looked up, the first look at the corner of the lips of the saint to see the smile, only to find that this sickly emperor originally also has a set of autumn moon incomparably good looks.
Xue Yuan looked at it for a moment, frowning absentmindedly.
The Emperor who scolded him so harshly in front of all the officials, turned out to be not even hairy?
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In the evening noon bamboo silk pipe music played, the palace banquet began.
Chang Yuyan sat leaning back, looking at the dishes on the table in a trance.
Xue Yuan, who was sitting on the side, specialized in picking out the beautifully sold imperial dishes to eat, "Today's poem was well done."
"You know ......," Chang Yuyan rubbed his brow, "I really didn't think that I would even speculate when facing His Holiness."
Xue Yuan's gentleman smiled, his fangs sorrowful, "Your Holiness is a good tactic."
Chang Yuyan frowned slightly, "How can you talk about His Holiness like that?"
Xue Yuan raised an eyebrow and specially twisted his head to look at this best friend who was extremely eccentric this day, then narrowed his eyes and looked distantly towards the saint.
Gu Yuanbai sat on top of the high seat, he inevitably drank some liquor today, the ancient liquor alcohol number is not high, but nay after coming here has not been drunk a few times, a few cups down, he ordered people to mix water in the wine pot.
Warmth extended from his lungs to his limbs, and Gu Yuanbai exhaled, feeling his face burn as well.
He couldn't drink any more, Gu Yuanbai was well aware of how delicate and weak this body really was, he stopped the drinks and drank hot tea to wake up.
His Majesty's every move was being watched, the courtiers who often saw His Majesty were fine, there were those boys who saw His Majesty for the first time, they were taking the afterglow and stealing glances.
The one with the brightest gaze among them was Xue Yuan.
How can you blush when you're drinking? Are you still a man?
Such an emperor could make Chang Yuyan falter, could it be that something had happened during the tour of the Imperial Garden that he hadn't noticed?
Xue Yuan tapped his hand on his wine glass, darkly contemplating.
Palace banquet lasts not long, even after the end of the sky is only slightly dark, Tian Fusheng with many eunuchs one by one will be sent out of the ministers, and so no one, and will be Zhang Ou chief of guards dragged to the side of the secretive command to go down a thing.
After Gu Yuanbai finished his bath, while the hour was still early, he flipped through Han Fei Zi at the table.
Compared to the orthodox ancient men, Gu Yuanbai had a major flaw; his thoughts came from the later world, and the transcendent thoughts of the later world did not apply to the current environment.
He scored clearly what was beneficial and what brought into this world would cause disaster. He had never read any of these ancient books before, but since arriving in this world, he had to read them day and night, staying up late to read them, taking time to read them, and combining them with his body's memories to understand and penetrate them. The original body of the emperor did not do well, he had to pull the cocoon from the book himself to learn the emperor's mind.
There is a saying in modern times, "If you don't rebel in the Qing Dynasty, you'll have to drill your chrysanthemums with electric drills." Even though Daheng was a dynasty that had never appeared in his memory, and even though this world itself existed in a novel, the books and traces of history that appeared in the world were all similar to those in his memory, so there was no way for Gu Yuanbai to treat this country with a playful attitude.
And as the male protagonist of this world, both Chu Wei and Xue Yuan have strong talents in ruling the country.
To be honest, Gu Yuanbai kinda craved them.
Although he didn't understand why they were in love, Gu Yuanbai respected them, and if he could have lived a little longer, he could have even granted them a marriage in order to pull the two of them together.
Unfortunately, the life has long been booked by the king of hell, Gu Yuanbai can only be Buddhist now waiting for life to come to an end, perhaps after a period of time, he can only lie on the bed and can not move.
Gu Yuanbai sighed deeply.
Tian Fusheng raised his head and asked, "Is His Holiness sleepy?"
Gu Yuanbai shook his head and said, "I'm just thinking that people are bound to die, and no matter how much preparation has been made, even I am anxious in my heart when facing death."
Tian Fusheng's heart was shocked, his legs went limp and he knelt on the ground, Gu Yuanbai lost his smile, "What are you afraid of? I am just sighing."
Tian Fusheng was shocked: "Your Holiness can't be talking about these things to scare my little one, my little one's heart is going to jump out."
Gu Yuanbai shook his head helplessly, not in the mood to read, he put down the book, the servants in the bedchamber had already retreated as much as they could, Gu Yuanbai ignorantly walked to the bedroom and lifted up the bed tent, and in the next second his eyes abruptly widened.
A beauty who was tied up with five flowers was lying on top of his dragon couch, the beauty's phoenix eyes were ghostly, vicious and hidden killing intent.
Gu Yuanbai subconsciously looked toward the beauty's chest, and his face suddenly turned green, it was a man.
Author's Note: Gu Yuanbai: It's true that his hair didn't grow all the way through :) but it's still better than you!