God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

His laughter, literally, was like thunder.

I saw the tiles on the roof resonate accordingly.

"Cough cough cough..."

Laughing and laughing, Yu Chigong coughed violently.

This veteran who had fought in the battlefield for many years finally fell ill.

Kneeling at the gate of the imperial city once did nothing to him, but kneeling at the Banshan College completely dragged his body down.

creak.

The door opened.

Du He and Lao Fu walked in one after the other.

Old Fu said as he walked, "Master, let me just say that Wu Guogong is in very good health, and he will definitely not die... No, I heard laughter just now."

Yuchi Gong: "..."

This guy is very bad!

Yu Chigong turned around and saw Du He, just like seeing his long-lost brother, he rushed up and hugged Du He: "Boy, I knew, I saw the right person, you will definitely agree to me...... I'll leave it to you, as long as you rescue Baolin unscathed like that idiot Cheng Chumo, I can give you all my wealth."

Du He was almost strangled to death by Yuchi Gong, so he hurriedly pushed him away, and smiled dryly: "Uncle Yuchi, look at what you said, am I, Du He, the kind of person who is greedy for money and forgets righteousness? Then you underestimate me too much." , the reason why I agree to you is because I was moved by your sincerity, because of the friendship between us, and because of the brotherhood between Brother Yuchi and I, and because I, Du He, is kind, righteous, benevolent and unparalleled..."

Yuchi Gong was so moved that he almost shed tears.

But Du He added: "Of course... it will cost a lot to save people. You should pay the money, otherwise I'm afraid you will feel bad."

Yuchi Gong: "..."

What about being anxious for public good and righteousness as promised, and benevolent and unparalleled?

"how much is it?"

Du He held out two fingers.

"Two hundred guan?" Yu Chigong said indifferently.

Du He was almost angry: "Uncle Yuchi, this good horse from the Western Regions is worth more than [-] guan. With your son, it is worth [-] guan?"

"two thousand?"

Du He shook his head: "Twenty thousand guan."

"This..." Yu Chigong's eyes widened, "[-] guan, why so much?"

"This matter is extraordinary, [-] guan is just an approximate budget, maybe it is more than this." Du He said with a serious face.

"it is good……"

Yu Chigong gritted his teeth: "Isn't it just [-] guan, as long as Baolin can return safely, let alone [-] guan, even if Wu Guogong's mansion is sold, I am willing."

At this time, Du He suddenly noticed that Yu Chigong's face was red, standing opposite him, as if facing a stove.

Du He was taken aback: "Uncle Yuchi, are you sick?"

puff.

The voice did not fall.

Yu Chigong fell headlong to the ground again, fainted.

Du He and Old Fu hurriedly carried him to the bed, and arranged for Old Fu to call Sun Simiao.

Du He was puzzled.

This unparalleled veteran, how could he faint? He fainted twice a day.

Not long after, Lao Sun went out in person to make a diagnosis, and finally said: "No serious problem, I have a cold, just drink some medicine and rest for a few days and you'll be fine."

Said opened the prescription.

Only then did Du He feel relieved.

Kneeling in the snow at an old age is not an easy task.

Du He ordered: "Old Fu, prepare the chariots and horses, and send Wu Guogong back to Chang'an."

"Master...this...isn't it good, what Wu Guogong burns is like a piece of charcoal, what if something goes wrong along the way?" Old Fu was a little worried.

Du He said: "There is nothing to worry about. Now His Majesty has issued an order that Duke Wu should stay at home and think about his mistakes. How can he stay in the Dream Group? Besides, if you want to save people, you have to stay out of the matter first. Staring at Chao Wenwu's eyes, it will cause bad things... send him away!"

That night, Yu Chigong was sent back to Chang'an Wu Guogong's mansion, and he couldn't get sick.

As for the Dream Group, since Du He had agreed to Yu Chigong, he would naturally not be idle and began to make preparations.

……

The heavy snow stopped.

But the weather is still cold.

Tai Chi Temple.

In the imperial study room, Li Er looked at the thick pile of memorials in front of him. All of these were for the impeachment of Yuchi Gong, and many of them demanded that Yuchi Baolin be severely punished.

Li Er asked: "Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment, any news?"

Zhao Yang stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, Dali Temple and the Ministry of Criminal Justice are investigating this matter thoroughly, and there is no news yet... However, there is news that Wu Guogong fell ill..."

"Huh? Jingde's body, I know very well, it's very tough, why did he fall ill?"

"My servant heard that it was Duke Wu who pleaded guilty at the gate of the imperial city that day, knelt for several hours, and then fell ill..." Zhao Yang said in a low voice.

Li Er was stunned for a moment, and then regretted a bit: "Oh, why bother Jingde, get ready, I will go out of the palace in micro-clothes, and go see Jingde."

"Yes!"

……

Yuchi Jingde was stunned.

His Majesty wants to see me?

Just when he was stunned, Li Er in casual clothes had already entered the room, with only Wen Buren and a few guards by his side.