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This batch of monitoring officials resigned and left after resting for two days in the palace.

Gu Yuanbai agreed, instructed them to bring the prisoner to the Da Lisi as soon as possible to sentence, the days before and after the Longevity Festival ignore the criminal prosecution, to take advantage of the present will have to be busy with these things to finish.

These bandits were hard laborers. The able-bodied men were divided into three groups; one group stayed in Lizhou to contribute to the people of Lizhou. One batch was transported to the capital, to be used as a deterrent and to promote the country's prestige, as well as to serve as laborers for reclaiming the wasteland in the western part of the capital. Another batch was shipped to Youzhou, which was in short supply of these laborers.

Taking care of all these trivial matters, the time has come to the beginning of September. Five months had passed from April to September.

Time really did go by as quickly as the blink of an eye, and when the grain in the farmland began to ripen and the cotton was nearing picking time, Gu Yuanbai decided to move back to the capital from the summer palace.

He moved in late this year, and only came to the summer palace in July half, and the time passed in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, it went to the fall.

Gu Yuanbai knows that the whole capital is busy with the longevity festival, he now goes back to the town, or make these people do not want to waste.

Said to do, the emperor gave an order, the palace began to be busy, and in the twinkling of an eye to leave the summer palace on the day.

The long line snaked around, the Holy Lord's carriage was escorted by layers in the center, and Gu Yuanbai made a deep salute towards Consort Wan in front of the palace gates, saying in a muffled voice, "Please also take care of your body."

Mrs. Wan lived comfortably in the summer palace, she was not willing to travel back to the western part of the capital again, and she did not have the body to go back. Tai Consort Wan had a vague premonition in her heart, she smiled towards Gu Yuanbai, stepped forward and held the Emperor's hand, gently patted it, and earnestly admonished, "You're the one who, for meals, always remembers to be in a hurry, and when everything is in a hurry, it's no longer a hurry but a meal and a rest."

Gu Yuanbai bowed again, "Yes."

Wan Tai Fei is still not assured, "I heard that two days ago when you went to the morning court, the total in the courtroom stayed about two hours. Yuanbai, next time you can't do this again, won't this be a loss of your own body?"

Gu Yuanbai smiled faintly, "Son knows."

Tai Consort Wan smiled, her eyes were slightly sore, she blinked away these soreness and feigned nothing, "Hurry over, the hundred officials are waiting for you."

Gu Yuanbai was urged again and again before he turned around and left with the hundred officials, and after he took several steps, he finally couldn't hold back a glance back. Tai Consort Wan looked serious and was watching his back as he left.

Gu Yuanbai's footsteps lurched, and then he took an even bigger step out.

Mrs. Wan didn't resist taking two steps forward before stopping and sighing.

She viewed the emperor as if he were her own, how could she not want Gu Yuanbai to be so exhausted on a daily basis. The emperor's health was not good, in fact, such a body was most suitable for carefree enrichment.

But as the late emperor's own son, how could he not sit on the high seat?

Gu Yuanbai also sat very well, sitting better than the first emperor, the first emperor if he knew, should also be pleased to exclaim "my son great". Wan is a woman's wife, do not know anything, but she knows that the emperor's majesty is more and more big, in the palace also began to say one or two.

Her son was moving closer to this awesome emperor. She had to be proud of him even if she selfishly didn't want him to be so tired.

Mrs. Wan wiped the corners of her eyes, and in a trance, she actually felt that Gu Yuanbai's feet were stepping on a piece of embroidered mountains and rivers.

Xue Yuan's injuries had been recuperating until the beginning of September, when he had finally recovered a bit, and he had been waiting by the carriage since early morning, waiting to see Gu Yuanbai.

I don't know how long it took, but a wind hit his body. Gu Yuanbai hurried past him, lifted the curtain and dug in, and a moment later, a muffled voice came from inside: "Departure."

The steed raised its hooves. Xue Yuan was a little lost in thought, he turned his head towards the carriage, just now with a hurried glance, the little emperor's eyes seemed to be red.

What's going on? Xue Yuan lowered his eyebrows.

The return caravan didn't stop for a break until midday.

Tian Fusheng into the carriage to Gu Yuanbai cloth meal, Gu Yuanbai has no appetite, but strong support with a few mouths, feel full, really can not eat, let him go down.

Tian Fusheng walked out of the carriage with a sad face, following the people in the neighborhood, "His Holiness is not happy."

"Mo about is for the Wan Tai Fei," the guard sighed a long sigh, "Wan Tai Fei stay in Hebei, the distance from the capital to a few days. Fast horse whip two days can arrive, but the body of the saint ...... If the saint wants to take a look at the Wan Tai Fei in the future, I'm afraid that one to come and go, it will take fifteen days of time."

The imperial guards sighed, how could His Majesty not be hungry? Their stomachs were growling with hunger.

But ask them to persuade the Emperor again? They didn't dare. His Majesty couldn't eat, so this was not a matter of persuasion.

The head guard was worried in his heart, but he still let a group of people go to eat first in the usual way of eating in batches, and he specifically remembered Lord Xue, who still had injuries on his body, "Lord Xue is easily hungry, why don't you go eat first?"

Lord Xue's brow sank as he thought to himself how the old man could easily get hungry, but for the sake of the head guard's stupidity, he opened his honorable mouth, "Eat last."

He was in a conspicuously bad mood, and his tone vaguely reverted to his former nastiness when he had not yet traveled to Jinghu South. The head guard hurriedly moved away, wondering.

On the way back and forth, Gu Yuanbai would usually give the soldiers plenty of time to rest and eat.

Not far away, soldiers in twos and threes were gathered around eating a meal, and in addition to the grain and savory sauces that were distributed, there was also a cook who was simmering a meat soup. This big pot of meat soup as long as the spices are put enough, the flavor can float ten miles, compared to the royal meals, although not fine, but the portion is enough.

The soldiers lined up in batches with their own bowls and chopsticks to wait for the broth, and every now and then they could hear someone at the front exclaim, "Give me a spoonful of the soup with the most meat in it."

The people at the back laughed and scolded, "Everyone remember! He has the most meat in his bowl, so when you finish your own later, go grab the meat in his bowl!"

"Leave him clear soup!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

The scent of this meat soup drifted all the way into the carriage. Gu Yuanbai lifted the curtains to take a look and watched the soldiers jostling in the distance, he watched for a while and followed suit and dug out of the carriage.

The guards outside waiting for the next batch to go to dinner abruptly stood up straight, surprised, "Your Holiness?"

Gu Yuanbai pulled his sleeve robe up and raised his chin toward the cauldron of rice, "Bring me a bowl of broth."

One of the guards ran towards the broth, and Gu Yuanbai looked around and found a gentle rock to sit on.

The guard who ran over to beat the soup ran straight to the very front, and someone from the soldiers lined up behind him shouted, "His Holiness said that eating and receiving the reward silver should all be sub-lined and neat, and no one can ignore the military rules, so why did you just run straight over there?"

The guards also shouted back, "Brothers bear with me, I'm going to make a broth for His Holiness."

Soldiers at the back of the murmur suddenly stopped talking, for fear of delaying people's time. The soldier at the front whose turn it was to beat the soup hurriedly guarded his bowl, blocking the spoon handed over by the cook, and busied himself with saying, "Sheng for His Holiness first. I don't want meat, I can give all my meat to His Holiness."

"Meat enough," the cook was about to serve him, but seeing his head shaking off, he didn't force the issue, and turned to the imperial guards, "Have you brought His Majesty's bowls and chopsticks?"

The Imperial Guard froze, "I forgot."

The cook hurriedly squatted down to rummage through the bowls and chopsticks, and it was only after a long time that he was able to find a bowl that was intact without any discoloration or cracks. After washing it several times in clean water, he cautiously and prudently sopped out a bowl of broth and brought it to the guards with both hands.

The guards quickly came in front of Gu Yuanbai, and the smell of meat followed. Gu Yuanbai looked down and saw that the water in the bowl was clear soup, mixed with deodorized ginger and peppercorns, Gu Yuanbai tasted it, there was enough salt flavor, and should have added some slight vinegar as well, with plenty of material flavor.

"Not bad," Gu Yuanbai said, "go get a big cake."

The guard froze, then ran again.

The Han Dynasty also began to have baklava, and during the Tang and Song dynasties baklava became a staple food in the marching army. The reclaimed farmland in Daheng was much more than that of the previous dynasties, and the people had more food, and the two meals a day were changed to three meals a day. The food was enough, the pattern of food followed the rich up, Daheng when the baklava, steamed bread, the technology has matured, and a variety of patterns.

The army needs an odd amount of rice and noodles, and Gu Yuanbai has to know whether the effort he took has been used on the soldiers or not.

His Holiness sat on the rock, his head bowed as he drank lightly from the bowl of broth, his movements large and clean in his demeanor. Xue Yuan glanced at him again and again, many strong men in the army making such movements were rude and too much. It was clear that the little emperor was not in good health, but he was dashing.

The guards brought over a large cake made by the army, Gu Yuanbai put the bowls and chopsticks beside him, tore open the cake, looked at the color of the inside, then picked up a piece and put it in his mouth and tasted it, it was slightly hard and hard to swallow.

He tore up another piece of cake and soaked it in the broth, so it was much easier to eat. Gu Yuanbai tried to find ways to raise the rations for the military department, to get them enough salt blocks and meat, but fortunately, these things had been closely scrutinized and were implemented into the grassroots.

A few points of satisfaction flowed on his face, but he himself was not hungry, his appetite was sufficient and he could not eat these things. Xue Yuan, who was watching him at all times, spoke out, "Your Holiness, can't eat anymore?"

Gu Yuanbai nodded and said, "Full."

Xue Yuan: "Give it to the minister."

He came over to himself and picked up the bowls and chopsticks and the big cakes without a hint of discomfort. In front of the eyes of the crowd, he soaked the big cake in the meat patties, which absorbed all the water, and with a stretch of his chopsticks, all this meat and patties were raked into his stomach.

The sound of soup gradually thinned out, and in a moment's time Xue Yuan finished his bowl of broth and big cakes, his face did not change, he carried his bowl and chopsticks towards the back of the long line, ready for another bowl.

Gu Yuanbai only felt like he had taken a few breaths of air before he ran away. He was silent for a moment and turned to look at the head guard, "You haven't eaten yet?"

The head guard blushed and said, "No meal has been served yet."

Gu Yuanbai raised his chin toward Xue Yuan and said in a single word, "He eats like this on a regular basis?"

It's really half a big boy eating his old man to death. Look at it this way, he was starving at the border that would, that would have to be starving like.

The head guard thought for a moment, "Lord Xue seems to be extremely resistant to hunger, and sometimes when he watches His Holiness dine, Lord Xue will also gag with hunger."

Gu Yuanbai pondered, no wonder there were always so many times that he could always detect Xue Yuan's gaze that seemed to be able to start a fire when he was having his meals.

After lunch was over, Gu Yuanbai went back inside the carriage.

The wind picked up in the afternoon, the carriage was bumpy, and Gu Yuanbai was turned upside down, and when Tian Fusheng served the evening meal, he really wanted to brace himself to use some of it, but his body didn't contend for it, and he didn't have an appetite for a single bite, and he also regurgitated a bit.

"Don't eat," Gu Yuanbai muffled, "Let's talk about it when I'm hungry."

His Majesty used only a few bites of his lunch and dinner, Tian Fusheng was worried. He came out of the carriage, hesitated, and still approached Xue Yuan, "Lord Xue, do you have a way to make His Majesty use a few mouthfuls of rice?"

Xue Yuan laughed, in fact, his mouth was so anxious that he ruffled his skin, "Chief Tian, I don't know if it's feasible, but if it's feasible, it's unlikely that I'll have to be slapped with the board once again."

Everyone knew that the wound on Marquis Xue Du Yu had not yet healed. Tian Fusheng thought bitterly and gritted his teeth, "If Lord Xue is really punished for this, I and the other adults will do their best to plead for Lord Xue."

Before the words left his mouth, Xue Yuan had already snatched the food box from his hand and flew onto the carriage with a leap.

The curtain flew up and down, and before Gu Yuanbai could see who was coming in, Xue Yuan had already come up to him.

When Xue Yuan saw his appearance, his face sank, and he reached out and touched Gu Yuanbai's stomach, frowning in a deep voice, "You don't want to eat, is this place uncomfortable?"

Gu Yuanbai had a hard time, he waved away Xue Yuan's hand, narrowed his brows and suppressed his voice, "Go down."

Xue Yuan smiled and leaned down. His figure was really tall, and the shadow completely enveloped Gu Yuanbai.

The next moment, Xue Yuan forced Gu Yuanbai to floor in his arms. Struggling to press down, Xue Yuan smoothed his back, his thumb lightly pressed the little emperor's stomach, it was flat, nothing at all.

Gu Yuanbai hadn't eaten and was a little sluggish. He built up some strength and kicked Xue Yuan's thigh flesh, his voice pressed and full of anger, "Xue Yuan, do you really want to die? I'll let you go down!"

"I'm fine with whatever you say on weekdays, I can listen to you," Xue Yuan lowered his eyebrows, but his movements weren't as docile as his expression, he clamped Gu Yuanbai's legs under his own, locking the little emperor's arms and legs before bringing the food box over with one hand, "But this won't work. "

The lid of the box was thrown to the side, Xue Yuan moved the meals to the table one by one, he rubbed Gu Yuanbai's stomach, knowing that people don't want to eat when they are in a bad mood, and that hard pushing doesn't work when they don't want to eat.

Gu Yuanbai's anger hadn't been sent out yet, but as a result, when he was rubbed like this, the feeling of regurgitation receded, and surprisingly, he was still somewhat comfortable. He was dumbfounded and finally found a comfortable position, treating Xue Yuan as a human couch, closing his eyes and saying in a muffled voice, "A little bit more up."

Xue Yuan obeyed the order and gave Gu Yuanbai a gentle rub, only his hand couldn't control it, rubbing and wanting to go upwards, to rub the little heartless conscience.

Did Gu Yuanbai have a conscience? Yes, after all, after he got high, he remembered to give Xue Yuan a reward.

Xue Yuan wants to serve the king with color. The difficulty lies in whether or not this color can seduce the king.

If that Taoist s talisman works ...... Xue Yuan sighed.

He, Xue Jiuyao, didn't expect there to be a time when he was that stupid.

But at this time, Gu Yuanbai eating was the most important thing. Xue Yuanzhi focused on rubbing his stomach for a while, felt that it was almost time, removed his hand, then bent down low, put his ear close to Gu Yuanbai's stomach, and once he heard it, it was good, it started to gurgle.

Gu Yuanbai himself heard the sound in his stomach, and he opened his eyes, only to see that Xue Yuan was lying on his stomach listening to the rattling, and was surprisingly fascinated between his looks.

Gu Yuanbai's face was slightly grim, "Xue Yuan?"

Xue Yuan put away the expression on his face and straightened up without changing his color, picking up Gu Yuanbai and letting him lean against his chest, picking up a bowl of congee and feeding him.

It was said to be congee, but it was actually as thick as rice. It was filled with carefully prepared meat strips and vegetables, each of which was maximized to give Gu Yuanbai an appetite.

Gu Yuanbai barely tasted a mouthful, afraid that he would spit it out.

Xue Yuan's palm was placed right next to his lips without blinking, "Can you eat it?"

The previous difficulty was surprisingly much better at this moment, Gu Yuanbai swallowed the porridge and mumbled, "Continue."

Xue Yuan was busy, both feeding him and warming his stomach. It was rare for Gu Yuanbai to be so well-behaved in his arms, and by the time he was done feeding him, Xue Yuan was a little reluctant to put his hand down.

Gu Yuanbai used half of the porridge and stopped eating after having something slightly in his stomach.

Xue Yuan packed up his things, and after Gu Yuanbai felt better, he became that towering emperor again, pulling out a zhengbiao to read it while carelessly saying, "Get lost."

Xue Yuan rolled out of the carriage, and before he left, he suddenly turned back, smiled if anything, and whispered, "Your Holiness, your hungry voice is even better than unusual."

With a loud "pop", the folded document slammed down on top of the wooden door that Xue Yuan had closed in time.

Xue Yuan laughed silently for a few moments, touched the saber at his waist, and leaped off the carriage with great strides.

The caravan traveled on and off and arrived at the capital eight days later.

Entering into the middle of the capital, Gu Yuanbai looked all the way around and helplessly discovered that the main roads in the capital had been splendidly decorated by craftsmen with colorful paintings and bright cloths. The three or two scholars gathered by the roadside frowned in contemplation from time to time, chanting out the very same poems to congratulate His Holiness on his birthday.

Everywhere there is singing and dancing, a scene of prosperity.

Summer Palace's long caravan stopped in front of the Imperial City Gate, the hundred officials from the carriage out, each stood beside their respective carriages, and saluted towards Gu Yuanbai in unison. Gu Yuanbai every word, there are eunuchs one by one to the back of the middle, until finally gave the order to disperse, the hundred officials answered in unison, and then one by one dispersed back to their homes.

Chu Wei followed his father as he guided the carriage away, and before he took a few steps, he heard a familiar voice ring out from outside the guarding soldiers, "Chu Zi Gui."

Chu Wei turned around, it was his fellow student, he smiled, "I'm surprised you're here."

The guard soldiers stopped their fellow student at the side of the road, and it was only after Chu Wei stepped out of the area that his fellow student walked with him.

The same window glanced backward, opened the folding fan with his backhand, and joked, "Chu Zi Gui, who disdained the world in the beginning, has now also turned around and changed from the Scholarship Lang to a big official."

Chu Wei remotely thought of the past, but some laughter, he helplessly smiled and said, "In the past it was me who was shallow."

Fellow students surprised, put away the folding fan to look him up and down: "Are you really Chu Wei Chu Zi Gui?"

Chu Wei restrained his face and said coldly, "What are you trying to do by coming to me."

The fellow student breathed a sigh of relief and murmured, "This is the Chu Zi Guan I know."

Chu Wei turned around and was about to leave, and his fellow students hurriedly followed. After seeing that his young master was accompanied by a friend, Chu House's coachman took the master and his wife back to the house first.

The roads of the capital are crowded with people, craftsmen are doing colorful paintings, beside them are the people watching, occasionally running over to hand over a few bowls of water, and then looking at the colorful paintings with admiration.

Passing by a smith full of happy faces, he met a few more readers who were composing poems. These people were talking about today's Dahangguo Newspaper, and at the top of today's Dahangguo Newspaper was an article about local preparations for the birthday of the saint.

"Those local magnates of theirs don't know what they're doing," came the displeased voice of one of the readers, "making such a big show, are they trying to overpower us in the capital?"

"The State Newspaper has said that in one place in Huainan, the people spontaneously prepared one thousand Kongming lanterns," another scholar smiled bitterly, "the magnates heard about it and immediately replenished the remaining nine thousand lanterns, taking the very meaning of 'long live.' "

"With the State Newspaper, one realizes how big the world is," sighed the reader, and perked up again; "these places want to steal our limelight, and they have to see if we agree or not."

Chu Wei and his fellow students looked at each other and couldn't help themselves. They walked past the readers, a few children in front of them were running around hilariously holding up sugar gourds, in this situation, the same student suddenly sighed.

"It is I who am shallow," said my fellow student Silence, "when it is clear that the best of Daheng is at hand, and the best of monarchs are waiting for me to serve them, and yet I am blind, and am only mesmerized by the instability within Daheng."

My fellow student laughed bitterly, "The great danger I feared, even before I still had an unclear understanding of it, had been solved by the court."

Chu Wei hooked his lips and smiled.

Some time ago between the months of busy, he naturally knows how much the court has done, but fellow students are not the official body, naturally confused. His eyes skimmed around, looking at this stable people's life, his heart felt a lot of emotions. It was at this time that the fellow student spoke.

"I want to be an officer too."

He worded it correctly.