Reborn Bastard Supreme

"There is no concubine daughter in the second room, and only Gu Zhijing is left in the first room. It seems that we can only choose her." After thinking for a while, Meng finally made up her mind. Thinking of Gu Zhijing's age and Gu Zhijing's weak temperament, The expression on his face finally softened, "You go to the foster mother immediately, you must find out Gu Zhijing's temperament before you get married, and then take it for your own use! Gu Zhijing's face is considered beautiful, and she is not too old. After entering the door, she will not be favored, and she must not be given the opportunity to pull my son down from the throne of the concubine!"

The two servant girls looked at each other, bowed together and said: "Yes, ma'am."

After the matter of the concubine was settled with Gu Zhijing, the Gu family finally regained calm again. After hearing from Qiu Fu that the concubine did not choose Gu Zhisu, the Xin family finally couldn't help losing his temper, but it just happened to get worse. Gu Wenmian After knowing this, he was in a bad mood. He didn't want Xin to die before the concubine was crowned, so he had to search for famous doctors to hang Xin. However, Xin's illness was too serious. There is nothing to do about the disease, and it is even less obvious that it is caused by poison.

Compared with Linjiang Courtyard, which is almost every day, Rongli Courtyard is still very peaceful.

There was silence in the main house, and there was a very low click sound in the dim room. Gu Zhisu pushed open the secret door, walked out from the secret passage, and exhaled a long breath. There was a knock on the door.

"Master?"

Gu Zhisu didn't answer but raised his hand, took down the wooden box containing the white jade pear flower cup, patted the wall very lightly, watched the secret door close little by little, put the box in his hand on the table, and lightly tapped it with his fingers. Swipe across the pale green pear blossom: "Come in and talk."

Lianzhu pushed the door open and walked in, bowed to him, "Young master, Mr. Murong is here, he came in through the corner gate, and he didn't disturb others."

Gu Zhisu saw him pouring tea for himself, his eyes flicked across the blue water, and landed on the white jade pear flower cover: "Murong is here? Let him come in immediately."

As soon as the words fell, a figure walked slowly and entered from the door. He was wearing a pure black cloak, completely covering his head and face.

As soon as Gu Zhisu saw him, he waved his hand to signal Lianzhu to retreat, and after the door was closed, he asked with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing?"

Murong thought that there were only two people left in the room. With a smile on his lips, he sat beside him and took a sip of the teacup to moisten his throat and said, "It's alright, it's just that the Rong'an Theater is being targeted, and the empress doesn't want to let it go. Looking at it now, it’s not because of the oiran’s matter, and the matter of the theater is not overly pursued, and there is still Zhong Yi Gong supporting him, but if the prince speaks, it will be completely different from the present, do you have any countermeasures?"

The matter of Huakui was at the beginning, a maidservant next to the prince, because he was loved by the prince, the queen was afraid that this maidservant would encourage the prince to do bad things, so she killed the maidservant without asking. Gu Zhisu took revenge on her own sister and joined the theater troupe, becoming the oiran of Rong'an Theatre.

Unsurprisingly, the oiran's older sister was loved by the prince back then, and the oiran is also loved by the prince now, so he approached the prince to prescribe medicine, the oiran who was originally for revenge, naturally got his wish in the end.

Thinking of the death of this oiran, and Xin Yuanping's arrogance now, Gu Zhisu's expression moved slightly, and he tapped his fingers on the table. Some couldn't let it go: "The last prince died because of the oiran of Rong'an Theater, and it wasn't because of this that the current prince died. Speaking of this new prince, he should be grateful to Rong'an Theater."

"The queen's support for the new crown prince is only an expedient measure. The queen's darling is dead, and the prince was not raised by her. There is no affection between the two, but they are just using each other. I am afraid of the new crown prince, so I started to please him. The queen's mind, turning her eyes to the theater, it will be difficult to handle."

When Murong Yi heard him mention Xin Yuanping, a sneer flashed across that beautiful face: "You should know a thing or two about the virtues of the new crown prince. This crown prince has done a lot of things like crossing rivers and demolishing bridges. As long as the Rong'an Theater behaves better and gives the prince more benefits, it will be fine. It's a pity that the oiran and the innocent prince... also blame the queen for being cruel, otherwise we would not find anyone. Revenge to kill the prince."

"Poor people must have something to hate, and hateful people may not be without difficulties." Gu Zhisu stood up, thinking back to his previous life that he had appeared from the cold palace and forced the palace to become emperor with a crippled body, blood flashed in his eyes. For you and me, there is no right or wrong, only success or failure.”

When Murong Yi heard what he said, he suddenly closed his eyes, and tightly clenched his fingers in his sleeves. He didn't tell Gu Zhisu that a few days ago, his eldest brother personally went down the mountain to meet him, and brought a few Murong If he hadn't seen something wrong, and there were several cold poisons in the Rong'an Theater, he might have been taken away. Today's Rong'an Theater is not only stared at by the empress... In the morning, even his biological elder brother didn't want to, knocked down the theater himself and brought him back. Murongyi stared blankly at Gu Zhisu's back, took a long time to let out a long breath, and suddenly murmured in a low voice: : "A few days ago, I got news about Xiao Ye...I heard that he was training soldiers in the frontier, so I don't know what's going on now."

Gu Zhisu heard the word Xiao Ye, turned around and looked at him: "Do you want to find him?"

"I want to go to him again, but I don't think it's appropriate to go to him—forget it, the situation in Mingdu is serious, so I pretend I didn't say anything." Murong Yi looked at him for a while, then waved his hand abruptly, pushing himself down his throat He swallowed the words again: "People from the Murong family sent me a letter saying that there is some chaos in southern Xinjiang, and the court will receive the news in a few days. Now that Marshal Xiao is in the northern wilderness, he probably has no time to worry about it." In southern Xinjiang, there are many courtiers who eat and drink lazily. Few are really capable of doing practical things. Those who are willing to go to the southern border where poisonous insects are everywhere are even rarer. Duke Zhongyi was originally from the army, and he has not been raised by the emperor until now. Obsolete."

Hearing what he said, Gu Zhisu's brows and eyes darkened slightly, as if he had thought of something: "Southern Xinjiang—" "The emperor only cared about internal and external troubles. At the beginning, Dajin's demise was divided into two parts. Daxia maintained its perishing for a hundred years and split into two parts." In many small countries, Da Qi thought that he was the strongest, and he had always been at ease. Little did he know that besides Da Qi, there was also the Xiongnu Da Zhou, not to mention the small countries that were eyeing and splitting around, wanting to get Da Qi's land, and now the emperor is mediocre. But Shoucheng, if the current situation is really allowed, the crown prince ascends to the throne, and the decline of Daqi will be the next generation."

Murong Yi put Xiao Ye's affairs aside, and his expression became more relaxed. After drinking tea and eating a few snacks, seeing that after he had finished speaking, he didn't hear Gu Zhisu answering the words, he couldn't help but look at him suspiciously. His side face: "What's the matter? I haven't spoken for a long time." Gu Zhisu stood sideways in front of the window, and the light and shadow outside flowed, reflecting his gorgeous face, showing that his expression became more and more cold: "If Xiao Ye can't go , there is no manpower in the court... Can't you think of who is going there?"

"Very good, very good." Murong Yi was startled when he heard the words, and then he suddenly understood what was going on. After a while, he smiled and nodded in satisfaction, "You two are inseparable every day, and this time we are finally separated. With the two as companions, I feel calmer."

Gu Zhisu didn't expect him to react like this, he shook his head helplessly and said: "I never knew that Mr. Murong is so childish and jealous of others."

Murong Yi put down the teacup with a smile, but it was rare for him to show a bit of playfulness. He blinked his eyes and said with a playful look of a young man: "Mr. Gu knows me very little. There are many things that I don't know, but there are some things."

Gu Zhisu looked at him with a calm expression, even though there was still a bit of worry in the depths of his eyes, the smile on his lips did not fade, and after a very light sigh, his mind couldn't help but come up, the man sitting on the pear tree , with a calm and sly smile, he closed his eyes before opening his mouth and said, "The day when Chang'an leaves Mingdu and goes to southern Xinjiang is almost at hand."

Murong felt that he had spoken out, so he didn't intentionally avoid the topic, but raised his head to look at him, raised his eyebrows indistinctly: "Are you willing to let him go like this?"

"If you want to get to that position, it's definitely not enough to talk about it."

Gu Zhisu knew what he really wanted to ask, and the smile on his lips faded. In his previous life, Xin Yuan'an had also been to Southern Border, and he almost got the status of King of Southern Border. All he saw in Mingdu was his brilliance. , no one knows how many times that person has been injured in order to regain the southern border. In the dark palace with layers of layers in the previous life, he and Chang'an lived side by side, and he knows the pain deeply buried by that person best. It was burning - but for the sake of the supreme position, he had to watch the back of that person leaving Mingdu and running towards the endless darkness.

He sometimes thought about whether it was worth it. When he silently stared at the pure gold glazed tiles of the imperial palace not far away, and thought of the bloody light that bloomed silently in the depths of the palace wall in his previous life, he finally made up his mind. Don't do anything to obstruct this matter: "Those ministers and the emperor have ignored Chang'an for so many years, but they didn't kill him because of his status as a prince. However, if Xin Yuanping is allowed to take the throne, he will never let Chang'an go."

Tossing and turning in the dark night, feeling a sense of loss in his clothes, no matter how reluctance he felt in his heart, or his love for that person, he knew clearly that the two of them wanted to go on together and live a better life However, there is no other way than Chang'an ascending to that position—if he wants to ascend to that position, he has to ask for military power.

"I wanted to go with him, but it's a pity...it's not the time yet."