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Hongxuanlou is the most famous restaurant in the capital, but it is not only famous for its wine, but also for its well-known opera troupe.

Actors are lower than the slave class, but they are also divided into three or six grades. For example, the actors from Hongxuanlou, the number one opera troupe in the capital, are all first-class oiran roles.In addition, the restaurant is in business, not as smoky as a brothel, and the young female students here are more and more clean and not demonic.Even if there is a small character who sings ugly in it, it is a class with the most face when it is taken out.Ordinary people want to invite them to perform on stage, and they have to wait for a number, which is really rare.

So Qi Fu went to this restaurant to ask to see the owner of "Blade Feather", but he got frustrated for several days.I really experienced what Gu Ji said, "If people don't allow it, I can't."

"Blowing silk and broken brocade" is a small show in it. The owner of "Blade Feather" is also a handyman who learns to sing and sing gongs. "—Ge Wenhan, a Confucian scholar in Tsing Yi, so asking for a side is three points more difficult than Qi Fu entering the palace to meet him.He came back and asked a few times and returned without success, Qi Fu became angry. After the military general became angry, he was more direct, and his temper could not be contained. He shattered the wine table with a "crack". There was a lot of trouble.

The shopkeeper had long been accustomed to seeing big scenes, and laid out "Little Qiao"'s drama schedule for Qi Fu one by one.

Qi Fu took a look, okay, don't even think about seeing the real master after the new year!This time I couldn't hold back my anger, and seeing that it was going to explode again, the shopkeeper hurriedly said: "My lord, don't worry, isn't it rushing to the end of the year? I like to pile up everything. Let me give you a piece of cake." Trick, it's sure to be settled!"

Qi Fu was on fire, and said angrily: "Say!"

The shopkeeper poured him a cup of hot tea, and said courteously: "My theater troupe is very good, and the schedule is very busy. In fact, many of the things we invite us to perform are improvised. Whenever it rains and snows, You have to stop, right? If your subordinates have this spare time, come to our store from time to time, maybe "Little Qiao" will be free someday? Do you think so?"

Although Qi Fu was not in a good mood, he couldn't control others to open the door to do serious business, he had a literati demeanor that ordinary generals didn't have, after thinking about it carefully, he felt that the shopkeeper was also embarrassing, and he couldn't go too far.But today's violent temper has not been smoothed out, and he consciously lost face. In the end, he simply made an appointment with Zheng Qianjin and made an appointment for a show, planning to make Qi Mansion lively during the Chinese New Year.

When the shopkeeper saw the business coming, he immediately responded with a smile on his face, put the deposit into the bag, sent the distinguished guest to the high seat, and served tea and water attentively.

Qi Fu didn't intend to hire any theater troupe at first, he couldn't taste these babbling opera books, it's just that there are a lot of things in the New Year's Eve, he needs a place to cover up, watching the singing and dancing from the outside, so that he can hide the old warehouse without anyone noticing .

From this day on, he became a frequent visitor of Hongxuan Tower. Whenever it rained and snowed, he would come to sit in the restaurant every time. He didn't enter the elegant room, and held a flagon on the second floor for a drink.

There is a three-foot-wide stage in the lobby on the ground floor, and there are opera performances every few hours.Qi Fu listened to it twice, but he also recognized some names.Sometimes when I was drunk, I would sing along with the opera, and suddenly my stomach was full of love and concubine love.

As soon as he lowered his head, he felt that the rouge and white face of the actor was not so difficult to accept.

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In late autumn, there was a cold and torrential rain, and Gu Ji was drenched after the meeting. He went back to the house and checked Qi Fu's movements. He hadn't closed his eyes to rest for a few days.The sickness started to be cold and sharp, and in a moment of drowsiness, I didn't even know where I was going.However, there is no one who knows the cold and the hot by his side. When the boy found out, he had already spent the night in confusion on the desk.

The next day, Prime Minister Gu was still shaky and wanted to go to court early, but the servants couldn't hold him back, so they could only send him out of the mansion tremblingly.

He swayed to the court, and when he heard the ministers around him yelling at each other, he felt a sense of detachment from "you ordinary people".Immediately, he was contemptuous of the world as a matter of course and sat down on the spot, and fainted.

Emperor Huanjing was horrified, and regardless of his status, he stood up from the dragon chair, and in a panic, he wanted to go down the steps to help him.But with a look from Qi Fu, he was nailed to the dragon chair.

General Qi's eyes were not very aggressive, and even concealed a faint smile, as if he had seen through the deep bond between the two.But one doesn't know and one doesn't care.

They are all acting in their own positions.

Qi Fu has always scoffed at propriety.

Emperor Huanjing was dazzled by this look, and when he turned his head again, Gu Ji had already been carried into the side hall.This day's court meeting ended early because of the unexpected failure of Iron Man Gu Chengxiang.

There is no shortage of waiters in the palace. The incense burner is filled by a dedicated person, and Long Yanxiang is lingering around the clock regardless of the time of day.

Gu Ji vaguely dreamed that he had been holding a small court meeting, and obviously there was nothing to discuss, but Emperor Huan Jing grabbed people and refused to let him go, so he stared at the emperor in the meeting hall.

Suddenly, Emperor Huanjing became the third prince, and held up an umbrella for him in the drizzle.

After a while, he became Emperor Huanjing again, grabbed the jade pendant and broke it in two.

Gu Ji's mind was ups and downs for a while, and sank to the bottom for a while. After frying and boiling his mind in the oil pan for a while, he knew the feeling in a muddleheaded way.After the fried heart and liver were taken out of the oil pan, they returned to the meeting hall where the Longyan incense was burning.

Seeing Emperor Huanjing holding the Buddha beads and waiting for him to reply.

He prostrated himself on the ground and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to reply.

What do you want back?Can not remember.

So he heard the man say: "Stop kneeling, get up."

He got up in a twitch, but Zhu Muyao hugged his waist with a different hand, and that person said: "The prime minister throws himself into his arms and delivers the newspaper, the most unbearable kindness of a beauty!"

In an instant, Emperor Huanjing transformed into Qi Fu.

Gu Ji turned pale with shock, and suddenly woke up in the night, his voice was hoarse and shrill: "Don't! Go away!"

It was only when he yelled out that he realized what kind of meeting room this was. It was clearly another deep palace courtyard where the Zhu Jin pillow had collapsed. Prime Minister Gu focused his gaze in a daze, and saw the burning bright yellow in the dim candlelight.

Emperor Huanjing was taking a nap on the side, and his eyes were black and blue. Gu Ji's exclamation in the middle of the night immediately woke him up.

When the servants woke up, they immediately turned on the candle and brought hot soup and medicine, and they came and went to serve in an orderly and silent manner.

Emperor Huanjing saw that his expression had cleared up quite a bit, and regardless of how sweaty his face was, he felt his forehead temperature with his hand, and said: "The cold and heat seem to have subsided, are you thirsty? The soup is ready, use it when you get up."

Gu Ji was still not sober enough, and the emperor helped him to sit up with his back and support, and then he muttered belatedly: "I am panicked."

Zhu Muyao actually laughed when he heard the words. He has been serious all year round, and the cold and serious lines on his face suddenly became soft and friendly. Gu Ji was dumbfounded for a moment, and he didn't even realize that the soup was delivered to his mouth.

His Majesty the Emperor thought that he was afraid of being hot, so he took it back and blew on it, and then handed out the spoon.

Gu Ji caught sight of the steaming porcelain spoon by mistake, and realized that the current situation was somewhat indiscriminate. He was immediately overwhelmed with excitement, and hurriedly reached out to grab the bowl of soup, and said anxiously, "My...you can do it yourself."

The soup retreated to the distance with that hand, Emperor Huanjing smiled, and ordered unquestionably: "Eat."

The white porcelain spoon had already touched the corner of Gu Ji's lips, and it would be a crime of disobedience if he didn't eat it any longer, so he swallowed tremblingly, before he could taste the taste, his throat stopped working due to tension, and he let the soft object of the spoon splash and roll It flowed into the inside, and finally flowed into the wrong place, and got out of breath.

This episode was so bad that Gu Ji coughed profusely, leaning on the edge of the bed and coughing, making life worse than death.After a while, Zhu Muyao poured down two more gulps of the tea that Zhu Muyao handed over, only then did he realize that there was no way he could avoid this embarrassing situation.Huchihuchi, leaning on the crooked leaning and panting, thinking that it is extremely embarrassing to be in such a mess, and after such a lot of tossing and tossing, some righteous Lingran who broke the cans and smashed them came out.

"It's so urgent to drink soup, and no one is robbing you." Emperor Huanjing only thought that this person was in a hurry, and continued to feed the soup after a few words.

Gu Ji calmed down after making enough fuss, and he no longer seemed awkward when he was fed the medicinal soup mouthful by mouthful. After a while, he drank a bowl of soup and said softly, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Who would have thought that this sentence touched Zhu Muyao's mind, he placed the empty porcelain bowl casually, and said angrily, "Okay? Drink it yourself when you're done!"

The bowl that was handed over was medicinal porridge, with appetizing hawthorn pulp in it. It was white with red inside, and it was really pretty.Gu Ji stretched out his hand to take the porridge bowl. The porridge bowl with warm tentacles should have been boiled for a long time, and the rice grains had almost melted into shape, exuding a faint aroma of rice and hawthorn.

If one ignores the "ding ding ding" sound of the spoon, Gu Ji's hand holding the bowl is extremely steady.It's just that he fell into a coma for an unknown amount of time, and the person who burned it indiscriminately, took a bowl and turned it into a copper bell on a bullock cart.

Ding ding ding... ding ding...

Emperor Huanjing finally relented, took the bowl and said, "Let me do it."

Gu Ji didn't care, he choked on it too, he was so cheeky and satisfied after eating the soup, at this time he didn't forget to add a sentence of thanks to Emperor Haohao: "Thank you, Your Majesty, actually..."

In fact, these things of serving Weichen can be let down.

Before Gu Ji finished speaking, Zhu Muyao blocked his mouth with a spoon, as if he knew that he couldn't spit out ivory, and stuffed a spoonful of warm and soft medicinal porridge into his mouth with fireworks.

"..."

If it weren't for this illness, Gu Ji would almost have thought that the third prince who was a child had already passed away, and the one on the Golden Dragon Chair was a ruthless emperor in disguise, and Gu Ji was just an old acquaintance.Like other veterans of the three dynasties and two dynasties, Gu Nian is sympathetic and the emperor's kindness is mighty.

He was a prime minister for a day and knocked the seeds for a day, and Zhu Muyao was an emperor for a day and knocked the bell for a day.

There is a wide gap between the two, which divides the two completely different eras before and after ascension to the throne.

Gu Jishen thought that this would be good, and the act of breaking the pendant taught him to restrain himself.After all, the emperor wants to look like an emperor, and a minister naturally has to have the standards of a minister.The old matriarch Fu passed away for so many years, and he thought that he would not be ashamed when viewed from the height of a saint. He did not leave Gu's face behind, and Emperor Huanjing never slack off a part of the country.

Gu Ji rejoiced that the past nine years had passed by him like this.On the one hand, there was resentment and resentment in his heart, and the blood in his heart couldn't cool down no matter what.For nine years, this one person has always been the only one who has been single-minded.If he read it so hard, he could only take a look at the Golden Luan Hall.

At that time, the Ministry of Internal Affairs played a role in Guangkai's harem to accept Cainu, and he superimposed a "quasi" on the "no" written by the imperial pen and Zhu Zhu.

The eldest prince is full moon, and he wrote a proper "Congratulations" on the gift list.

When he was married to the princess, he personally pasted a red silk "Happy" on the door of Linjingzhai.

The superficial scars were covered up impeccably, and the Prime Minister had plenty of capital to stand upright in the hall.

However, it was just this sudden illness.It made him suddenly return to the old days, drowning in this vague ambiguity, slowly degrading and unable to extricate himself.

Gu Ji gritted his teeth and sank his mind. The last bit of coldness finally defeated the flood of greed. The refusal that opened his mouth was self-evident, but it was the proper sense of being a courtier: "Your Majesty, it's late at night, let the servants guard you." .”

This order of chasing guests was gentle and sweet, Emperor Huanjing heard that he put down the empty bowl, took another handkerchief, wiped the rice grains from the corner of his mouth without hesitation, and said: "This is the last time I serve you tea and water. I'm so busy, you don't know how to thank me twice, so why are you driving me away?"

Gu Ji thought to himself, who is still angry after thanking you just now?In the end, he just talked about it from left to right: "The emperor takes care of everything every day, and the minister feels ashamed."

Emperor Huanjing laughed again, this smile was like the light that sees the sun through the clouds, Gu Ji's heart was beating wildly, and he opened his autumn pupils to look directly at Zhu Muyao, his long eyelashes did not cover his eyes once, and there was a gleam of watery color, He didn't move for a long time.

The emperor didn't blame him, and said with a warm face, "Go to sleep, don't think about anything."

He took away the cushion behind Gu Ji, helped him to lie down again, and tucked in the corner of the quilt. This series of movements revealed boundless tenderness, and Gu Ji almost couldn't help but indulge in it, and couldn't bear to say thank you again.Afraid of spoiling the atmosphere of such appropriate benefits.

After the emperor waited on him, he just took the string of Buddhist beads on the case table, flipped it carelessly, and said: "Sleep well, I will watch over it, if the fever doesn't stop at night, it will be all right."

After all, Gu Ji was seriously ill, before he finished his sentence, he fell into a drowsy sleep again.