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During the ten-year twelfth month of the year, Gu Ji took time out to pay a special visit to Qi's mansion.

In the old year, there was a lot of turnover and entertainment. The old Taiwei Qi was old and thanked his guests early. Qi Fu was sent out in nine years and just returned to the capital. He immediately took the lead in the general's mansion alone.When the Prime Minister came to visit, Qi Fu naturally entertained him graciously.Of course, there was nothing to say about the grandeur of the reception. The banquets were extremely luxurious and elegant, and the delicacies and seafood were exquisitely carved and arranged. At that time, I just listened to Qi Futian's high-spirited talk.

Qi Fu was originally a lively character. He was glib when he was young, and he had experienced in southern Xinjiang for many years. He was well-informed and eloquent.Although the banquet for the two of them was deserted, it was lively because of Qi Fu's talk and non-stop singing and dancing.

After Qi Fu finished talking about the scenery outside, the topic ended and he turned to opera. After saying a few words about opera, he remembered something again: "Hey! Today is just a coincidence, let you listen to it!"

So Qi Fu seemed to have got a big treasure and wanted to present it to Gu Ji, he beckoned to the servants, and then the dance music in the hall stopped suddenly, and the dancer stepped back.

The gongs played again behind the curtain, and this time played another tune of Jiangnan water town. Gu Ji looked back and joked: "You guy, you have lived in southern Xinjiang for □ years, how do you still understand these little songs?"

Qi Fu put his index finger on his lips, meaning to stop talking and listen carefully.

Gu Ji put aside his jokes and listened to Ge Wenhan's "Tsing Yi Tune".

The misty water color unique to the south of the Yangtze River, the timbre of Ge Qingyi seems to be turning ethereal, the clear singing is like Wu Nong's soft words, the beating of the bangu is like the slow sound of a boat with a black awning, and the clear sound of silk and bamboo is winding into the ears, making the listener feel as if Immersive.

After a break in the song, Qi Fu looked around and found that the wine cup in Gu Ji's hand had been held up like this for a while, and he seemed to be stupefied after listening to it, so he immediately smiled and said, "Did you forget to drink if it sounds so good?"

Gu Ji looked back, put down the wine cup, and praised: "It sounds good."

"I let you listen to good things, of course. I wanted to tell you when I went back to your house that this actor is no ordinary actor, he is a well-known headliner at the top of the Hongxuan Tower, a character who is not usually invited."

Gu Ji smiled and said: "Then I have to see and see. I heard that there are two celebrities in Hongxuanlou. One is famous for singing Huadan and the other is famous for singing Qingyi. They are both called "Big and Little Joe". I don't know if this is Da Qiao or Little Joe?"

Qi Fu beckoned his servants to invite Ge Wenhan, and said, "Yunji might as well guess?"

The voice in this side room has not yet finished, but there is a laugh in the other room, a male voice interjected: "It's still a guess, is the prime minister pretending to be modest?"

Seeing that Ge Wenhan had come, Qi Fu gave him a seat with a smile, and asked, "How are you talking? Why is the Prime Minister pretending to be modest?"

As a well-known actor, Ge Wenhan's attitude was very neither humble nor overbearing, he sat down a little arrogantly, and replied: "Someone sang Tsing Yi tune, and the prime minister also said that Xiao Qiao Tsing Yi is famous, isn't this a self-answered question? "

A smile appeared on the corners of Gu Ji's lips, and he replied, "The Tsing Yi Tune is a little song from the south of the Yangtze River. How can it be compared with Peking Opera? You are really flattering me."

"I don't dare to praise you. The prime minister has been talented in literature since he was a child, and he has learned a lot. Of course, he knows that Tsing Yi Tune is a flower tune that Li Yanqiu imitated a trace of spirituality from Peking Opera. It is used to present to his best friends. It's a household name."

Qi Fu heard more and more that the two were arguing, and was about to interrupt, but Gu Ji had already choked back: "Young master, you are just joking. I am just a sour scholar. How can I know the source of these lyrics. As for Li Yanqiu Compose it for a friend, I have heard that his lyrics "Xijiang Moon" is very famous, but I don't know if there is "Tsing Yi Tune"?"

"Stop talking about this, eat vegetables." Qi Fu hastily interrupted the fireworks-filled conversation between the two parties.

However, Ge Wenhan raised his head again and said: "I woke up in the autumn rain, and half of the inkstone was cold and cloudy. I haven't heard it. The prime minister knows it well."

"Ask Han!" Although Qi Fu couldn't understand the poem, he also knew that this sentence was very rude, so he stopped him immediately.

Gu Ji didn't want to, but smiled a little, and continued: "The 18 years of the previous dynasty's writing case, burned a thousand volumes of obscenity and profanity, if the young master is interested, he can study the true face of "Xijiang Moon"."

The words "obscenity and profanity" immediately ignited Ge Wenhan's temper. He dropped his chopsticks and said, "The Prime Minister ranks first among the three lords and nine ministers, but he is so short-sighted!"

Qi Fu was eager to put things to rest, so he tugged on Gu Ji's sleeves, trying to put his temper down first.

Gu Ji was pulled by him, and Qi Fu Shengsheng blocked what he said, and closed his mouth with displeasure.

"Okay, this little general is here for a banquet, so why are there so many inquisitive questions. Yunji, Wenhan, I would like to toast you a glass of water and wine, let's just let it go."

After Qi Fu finished his glass of wine, Ge Wenhan couldn't say anything more, Gu Ji got bored and got up directly to leave.

Knowing that Gu Ji was annoyed, Qi Fu didn't want to offend him, so he personally sent him to the gate of Qi Mansion. Seeing that there were no outsiders, he asked cautiously: "Why do you have the same knowledge as an actor? I've never seen you with such a temper, where is it?" Isn't it right? It wouldn't be like this to confront each other at the banquet and lose more status."

Gu Ji considered it for a while, but he couldn't say a word, and finally he just said his farewell with a livid face.Qi Fu watched the sedan chair of the Prime Minister's Mansion jolt away away, still bewildered.

Ge Wenhan received a cold reception at the banquet, it was very boring, he also paced behind Qi Fu to get some air, seeing that Gu Ji was far away, he chanted leisurely: "A canopy of autumn rain sleeps at the beginning, half inkstone cold cloud chant is not completed .”

Qi Fu looked back with a hint of warning in his eyes, but in the end he didn't say anything serious: "What kind of secret language are you talking about? Gu Ji has always been meek, why did he seem to be lighting a firecracker when he saw you?"

Ge Wenhan tapped Qi Fu's lips with his slender index finger, and said half seductively and slyly: "Half Yan Lengyun's chant is not yet completed... Li Yanqiu and Ji Lengyun are a pair of broken sleeves."

"..." Qi Fu raised his eyebrows and was speechless.

Ge Qingyi explained the second half of the sentence himself: "I didn't intend to have too many disputes with him, but this prime minister is so strange, it's just a poem, and he's just trying to make trouble."

Qi Fu understands where Gu Ji's temper comes from.The prime minister has been used to following the rules all his life, and it doesn't please his eyes to break his sleeves and divide his peaches. He fell into Zhu Muyao's circle before, his feet were deep in the mud and he couldn't get out. Now he was probably poked by Ge Wenhan. Qi Fu's heart is like a mirror, and he can't Explaining to Ge Xiaoyouling, I had to say to Ge Qingyi: "Everyone has their own fate, why bother to be serious?"

Ge Wenhan was easy to talk to, he laughed and said, "Will the general give you face? I've only eaten half of this wine, it's a disappointment."

Qi Fu and Xiao Qiao were cultivating their relationship, how could they not appreciate the beauty's face, Lieutenant General Qi smiled and hugged his narrow waist when he heard this, and the two went back into the mansion together, and had another night of singing and dancing.

……

During the first lunar month, there were a lot of entertainment, and Gu Ji was so busy going around that he couldn't take care of many things.But he has been the prime minister for nine years, and he can catch many clues.For example, many bearded men suddenly appeared in the capital, and the defense of the capital was increasingly strengthened.

This day Sun Haifeng caught Gu Ji and asked, "Yunji, I want to ask you something."

Sun Haifeng claims to be a "Qingshui Yanguan" and has always been stern and selfless in his work. He impeached Prime Minister Gu just a few years ago and was recuperating in the palace. thick.

However, Gu Ji knew his temperament, so he didn't care about him magnanimously, and asked with a smile: "Brother Yuanjia, it's okay to speak up about anything."

"Gyeonggi Wei transferred Shen Hulu away, do you know about this?"

"Oh? Where are you transferred to?" Gu Ji frowned, and his pace paused for a while.

Shen Hulu's original name was Shen Yun, and he got this nickname because he often dozed off while standing up and snored in court.From the official to the minister of the Ministry of War, he is in charge of the defense of the capital, and he is favored by Emperor Huanjing. His family background is very solid, so how can he be transferred casually?And such a big transfer, Gu Ji, as the head of the three princes, has never heard of it?

Sun Haifeng looked at his words and found that Gu Ji's ignorant expression did not seem to be fake. The important discovery of "the prime minister didn't know" gave him a big bang. Mr. Sun immediately felt a trace of turmoil that was unusual, so he didn't dare to say any more , added: "This is hand-picked by the Holy Majesty, I'm afraid it hasn't been sent to you yet."

Gu Ji knew that this idiot didn't want to talk too much and cause trouble, so he pretended to be calm and joked: "I've been busy with too many things these days, so I need to report to the emperor, so that the palace doesn't forget about me. .”

Sun Haifeng laughed a few times, and let the matter go.

It's just such a big job transfer, hidden in the surging tide that is about to come, Emperor Huanjing planned secretly, and took Gu Ji out of the group of "confidantes".Although Gu Ji had expected it long ago, he seemed to have a wind lamp in his heart, and every time there was a gust of wind, he hesitated and flickered, almost wanting to extinguish the last touch of persistence.

……

In the spring of the 11th year of Huanjing, the first month is half a holiday.Gu Ji was summoned to enter the palace, this was the first time he responded alone since he left the palace after recovering from illness.Half of my mind was anxious, but half of it was righteous.

Emperor Huanjing neglected the prime minister for more than two months, and ignored the wild species in the princess' belly, and Gu Ji was kept in the dark about how turbulent the court was.These are all unusual.

Gu Ji knew what Emperor Huanjing was planning, and this was exactly the game he was planning.

Qi Fu returned to Beijing this time with the support of the entire southern Xinjiang. If he fought recklessly, Zhu Muyao might be able to use iron and blood to quell the war, but Yaoguo will usher in another ten years of upheaval. Neighboring countries do not take the opportunity to covet.

The best result is to strike first, capture the thief and capture the king, and once Qi Fu is gone, the dilemma can be easily solved.

However, Gu Ji's status is too embarrassing, a close friend of the monarch and ministers, no one can fool him.Of course, the prime minister can drop the pick, but his surname is Gu, and he has the reputation of being a mainstay, so he can't leave.

And his third prince's killing move has always been fierce and decisive.After more than two months of planning, today may be the end date.

Gu Ji couldn't help but look forward to it.Years ago, he visited the Qi Mansion in a ostentatious manner, without any shyness.From the side, he directly responded to Emperor Huanjing's suspicion.If you guess, I will confirm it.He couldn't hold back his grievances, but coldly placed pieces on Emperor Huanjing's chessboard.There is still a trace of anger in the grievance of Wu Neibo against Yingtian, which comes from Gu Ji's last thoughts about Zhu Muyao that he shouldn't have.

He calmly stepped through the arches, passed by the corridors that he had walked countless times, and the moment he stepped into the study, the clamoring emotions just calmed down.

The imperial study room was still burning with a rich fragrance, and Emperor Huanjing strung the Buddhist beads on the chair in a crooked manner, probably because the atmosphere was relaxed during the New Year, and people became more lazy.

"My minister, Gu Ji, kowtow to the emperor."

"En." The emperor made a sound from his nostrils, which was considered to be a response, but he didn't make people get up.

"Years ago, I asked Liu Yuan to give you a supplementary prescription. I heard that you didn't use it?"

"Everything is complicated at the end of the year, and I forgot to give orders to my servants."

"Ah."

After this sound, he remained silent for a while. Gu Ji knew that Zhu Muyao was not in high spirits, so he kept talking here and there.

"Whose is the child of Princess Chengzhu?"

Gu Ji's heart was like still water, he closed his eyes and replied lightly: "Back to the emperor, the daughter of the princess is naturally my servant."

Emperor Huanjing's smile faded away, and veins appeared on the back of his hand holding the Buddhist beads: "That actor is a great gift from you to Qi Fu?"

Gu Ji smiled lightly when he heard the words, and said to himself, he really knew.Gu Ji raised his head, met Zhu Muyao's scrutinizing gaze, and said calmly, "Yes."

The emperor was already a little angry, but holding on to the last sliver of reason, he continued to ask: "You already knew that he was hiding soldiers in the capital, why didn't you report it?"

This question is easy to answer, because it has been prepared for a long time, Gu Ji did not look at Zhu Muyao's angry face, and replied: "Reporting is unjust, and admonishing is disloyal."

"Admonishment is disloyal?"

Maybe Zhu Muyao has already seen it, maybe not.Feel free, Gu Ji thought, he has nothing to worry about in front of him, so if he fights to add a touch of color to his life, he will die well.

Thinking about it this way, the words he said became more confident, as if they were true: "The slave chooses the master, the minister has no two ambitions, I hope His Majesty will make it happen!"

"you!"

Xiaonu chooses the master, the master is not Zhu Muyao, but Qi Fu.The minister has no two ambitions, but the ambitions in his heart have never changed, but the people in front of him can't understand.

The targets of these two sentences are not different, but they lead to ambiguity when connected together. Emperor Huanjing did not expect him to plead guilty so straightforwardly. This is a serious crime of treason and beheading!Being blocked by Gu Ji for a moment, he couldn't vent his anger, and after holding it back for a long time, there was only one curse: "Bold!"

Like a teapot that has been simmered to the extreme, Gududu is braving hot anger. Emperor Huanjing is too angry to vent his anger. It slammed head-on at Gu Ji who was kneeling, and a porcelain brush washer shattered. A large piece hit Gu Ji's forehead, and then fell to the stone floor, with a "ding", the sound was extremely crisp.

This scene was very similar to nine years ago. The mandarin duck blood silk pendant was taken away, and the young emperor asked, "Who dares to speak nonsense again!", and angrily threw the jade pendant.Gu Ji also knelt like this, watching the small half of the fragments fall into Qixuan Lake.

"Gudu" entered the water and disappeared in an instant.

No matter how painful the wear was, the young prime minister still kept a smile on his face, and said calmly to the civil and military officials and courtiers that it should be so.

As it should be.

From then on, Gu Jicai became Prime Minister Gu, conscientiously playing the role of Dayao's virtuous minister.Marriage, baptism, seal.If this is the result the emperor wants, then Gu Ji is willing to bow his head and become a minister, and he will never think twice again.

Emperor Huanjing was startled by the cracking sound of the brush washing jar, looking back, his anger faded immediately, and a trace of panic that Gu Ji had never seen before suddenly appeared in his eyes.

It seemed that a cool liquid had flowed down the corners of his eyebrows. Gu Ji wiped it off with his hand, staining the dripping blood, only to realize that the skin on his forehead had been scratched. The long eyelashes were wet and flowed down the cheeks along the corners of the eyes.Gu Ji's eyes were getting dark, and he fell down unknowingly. When he was in a daze, he heard the emperor's anxious voice.

"Come here! Imperial Physician! Imperial Physician!"