When a dandy is face-blind [Rebirth]

Gu Jiu who heard King Ning's voice lay on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep, ignoring it.

"Gu Jiu!" King Ning yelled again, with suppressed anger in his voice.

"My lord, stop screaming, our lord is taking a nap." Lian Qiao's urgent dissuading voice came in.

Upon hearing Lianqiao's words, King Ning sneered: "Nap? He really can sleep."

"My lord, my lord, you can't go in." The anxious voices of the girls and the sound of chaotic footsteps continued to be heard.

Turning over, Gu Jiu faced inward and continued to sleep.

"Presumptuous, how dare you stop me?!" King Ning's angry voice came, followed by the clanging of weapons.

Gu Jiu sat up abruptly, her exquisite face was full of anger, grabbed the whip that was put aside, and walked out with disheveled hair.

"Prince Ning, why don't you stay in your own yard to recuperate, what are you doing here?"

Seeing Gu Jiu coming out, King Ning asked the guards to step back, looking at Gu Jiu with disheveled hair and delicate face, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

"Nan'er is already in jail, why don't you let him go?"

"Shen Munan is dead?" Gu Jiu was taken aback, he didn't send anyone to do anything.

Hearing this, the eyes of King Ning who was standing outside the door widened, and he said angrily with red eyes, "You want Nan'er to die so much? He was imprisoned by you, and now you still curse him to death?"

Gu Jiu frowned impatiently, and swiped the whip. The whip was quick and quick, and with a 'crack', it landed on the door frame next to King Ning's ear.

"Ah!" King Ning was startled by the sudden whip, and staggered back a few steps. The guards he brought quickly drew out their knives and stood in front of him vigilantly.

And the people in Gu Jiu's yard also surrounded him. For a moment, swords were on the verge of breaking out in the yard, everyone was tense, and a fight was imminent.

"I didn't believe that you did it, but I didn't expect you to be so vicious." King Ning gritted his teeth.

"What did you 'do' again?" Gu Jiu sneered.

The close relatives of flesh and blood are like two incompatible enemies at this moment, cold-eyed and hostile.

Before King Ning could speak, he saw Zhao Mi leading the yamen servant into the yard, and said with a cold expression: "My lord, Shen Munan was flogged in prison, and now his body is covered in bruises and his face is beyond recognition. Before he fell into a coma, he said that you beat him. The jailer in the prison also said that you stayed in the prison for a long time yesterday before you came out, and then found Shen Munan lying in the prison covered in whips, with a rag stuffed in his mouth."

yesterday?He just woke up today, how could he be in prison yesterday.Gu Jiu frowned, glanced around, and suddenly remembered that because of the poison yesterday, no one had seen him except Su Xin and Zhu Xin, and now Su Xin didn't know where to go, Zhu Xin was his secret guard, no one else had seen him at all. I have seen Bamboo Heart.

It's a coincidence, I can't argue with it.

"Do you have anything else to say?" King Ning thought of Shen Munan's tragic situation, his eyes were red when he stared at Gu Jiu, and he was full of anger. If it wasn't for King Ning's inability to lift his arms, King Ning would probably be able to stand in front of him. The outsider raised his hand to hit Gu Jiu.

"Master didn't leave the house yesterday." Gu Jiu said coldly.

"But, no one in the house saw you yesterday, little prince, why don't you go with me." Zhao Mi said with a blank expression.

Shaoyao at the side looked a little pale. Just now Master Zhao asked her if she had seen the young prince in the mansion yesterday. She thought it was just a casual question, so she told the truth. Unexpectedly——bad, if the Lord knew that she was the one who leaked the truth. Yes, she will definitely not be spared.

Lian Qiao stepped forward to salute and said: "Master Zhao, our master was in the mansion yesterday and never went out, did you make a mistake?"

"How can I make a mistake? The little prince despised my government office and tortured the prisoners in the prison privately. Today, he was brought before the emperor by the censor." Zhao Mi's face was very ugly. The matter was concealed, but I didn't expect to be read a book by the censor in front of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty today.

"It seems that I will inevitably go to jail." A cold light flashed in Gu Jiu's bright eyes. Someone tried their best to set up a trick for him to sneak in. Even if he didn't have a seizure yesterday, he would probably be lured out.

King Ning turned to Zhao Mi and said, "Master Zhao, can you let Nan'er come out to recuperate?"

"No, I will ask a doctor for him. Don't worry, Prince Ning."

"Then, please trouble Mr. Zhao to deal with the murderer severely, and give my son justice!" King Ning's words made it clear that he did not recognize Gu Jiu.

Gu Jiu sneered: "The older you are, the more useless you are." Without waiting for King Ning to get angry, he walked towards Zhao Mi and said, "Let's go, Mr. Zhao."

"Offended." Two yamen servants walked behind Gu Jiu and wanted to escort him away.

"If you still want those hands, don't touch me." Gu Jiu turned her head to look at the two of them with a smile.

The two yamen servants involuntarily retracted their hands, the coolness in that smile made their scalps tingle.

Zhao Mi glanced at them, and reprimanded: "How can you treat the little prince like this? Will he run away?"

"This subordinate knows his mistake." Both of them clasped their fists and saluted palely.

Glancing at Zhao Mi with a half-smile, Gu Jiu snorted, "Master Zhao can understand."

Zhao Mi smiled and did not speak.

Zhao Mi led the yamen servants to arrest Gu Jiu in prison. As soon as the news spread in the capital, it attracted the attention of many people.

Some people praised Zhao Mi for being brave, some people laughed at Gu Jiu's good life, Gu Jiu was temporarily detained, and some people in Beijing were happy and some were worried.

The most obvious one is An Zirui. Since Zhao Mi didn't allow people to visit Gu Jiu, he ran to the gate of Zhao Mi's mansion and made a fuss several times. The Marquis of Zhen Guo was different from King Ning who had surrendered his military power for many years. Real power, Zhao Mi does not want to offend easily.

Therefore, Zhao Mi turned a blind eye to Zhen Guohou's face, and did not care about An Zirui.

He didn't care about An Zirui, but An Zirui didn't accept his favor and insisted on breaking into the prison.

It's just that An Zirui forgot that it was true that Gu Jiu was imprisoned by Zhao Mi, but Gu Jiu is a relative of the emperor and has royal blood, so how could he be imprisoned in Zhao Mi's prison?

At this time, Gu Jiu was lying lazily sleeping in the Huangzong Prison.

The Huangzong Prison sounds good, but it is only cleaner than ordinary prisons, not so humid, that's all. The prison where the royal people sit is also a prison, not a luxurious palace.

"What should I do? This Gu Jiu is in prison, and the master has not come back yet." Yue Qing was anxiously circling in the purple bamboo forest.

"Let's tell the master what's going on here." He paused, hurriedly went to the cage to take out the carrier pigeon, and wrote four words on the paper, something happened to Gu Jiu.

Tie up the paper, let the pigeons fly, and watched the white pigeons twirling in the air, and then flew farther and farther until they disappeared.

Yue Qing withdrew his gaze and murmured: "Master must come back soon, a hero saves the beauty is much more useful than a flower tube."

……

In the past few days, people in the capital are all guessing whether Gu Jiu has fallen out of favor, and if he has not fallen out of favor, why did he not release Gu Jiu for so long?

In the restaurant, people sat on the table in twos and threes, drank a few cups of wine, and as soon as the wine got stronger, they became bolder and began to talk loudly about Gu Jiu being imprisoned.

"How can you not get your shoes wet when you often walk by the river? Gu Jiu has been planted this time."

"The one above has been silent, who knows what will happen in the end?"

"Too……"

"Do you two know why he was arrested this time?"

"I heard that Gu Jiu was imprisoned for whipping someone, and it was the second brother who tried to frame him, that pious Shen Munan."

"Didn't he smoke many people? Why was he arrested this time?"

"Who can tell? Maybe he's going to beat him to death?" A young man at the next table mocked.

The people at this table stopped talking. If that was the case, then Gu Jiuyuan was more vicious than they imagined. If he came out without incident, what would happen if he learned that they laughed and talked about him so wantonly.

"Hmph! The one above is really cruel. He knew that it was a cloudy day and his benefactor happened to be vicious, but he still allowed Zhao Mi to arrest him. It's really abominable!" Mo Qu, who was on the second floor, pounded his fist heavily on the table. , said angrily.

There was another young master sitting at the same table with Mo Qu. Hearing what Mo Qu said, he sighed, "Young Master, don't be too angry. I think Master Jiu has his own plans in mind, otherwise he wouldn't have followed Zhao Mi."

Mo Qu's clenched fist did not relax, he looked at him and said, "Mo Shao, go and find out what's going on? Why did those jailers say they met their benefactor that day?"

"Young master, you forgot, the Patriarch won't let us help you." Mo Shao said helplessly.

As soon as Mo Qu left Kongzhou, all the ink sentries were ordered not to help the eldest son unless he was in danger.

A trace of frustration flashed in Mo Qu's eyes. He still can't help his benefactor, and those spies haven't been trained yet.

Gu Jiu, who was talked about by people in the capital, was smiling and looking at An Yuan, who was in front of him with white hair.

"Little master, this is the meaning of the emperor."

"Director An, uncle really wants to lock me up here forever?" Gu Jiu gritted his teeth and put away his smile.

An Yuan fiddled with the whisk, a smile appeared on his wrinkled face, and he said in a sharp voice: "Little master, this Huangzong Prison is much better than those other big prisons. The old slave brought you a few more quilts and kept them for you. You sleep comfortably, and it won't freeze you."

"Young master, I really have to thank you."

"This is what old slaves should do."

Gu Jiu laughed and stopped talking.

In the dark prison cell, the candlelight was flickering, reflecting Gu Jiu's delicate face a little hideously.

Seeing that An Yuan's heart skipped a beat, he hurriedly said: "This old slave wants to report to the emperor, so he went back first."

Gu Jiu was suddenly discouraged and waved his hands: "Let's go, let's go."

I don't know what uncle means. He clearly knows that he didn't do that thing, so why let him stay in prison?

An Yuan walked out of the cell slowly holding the lantern.

Gu Jiu, who had been imprisoned for several days, had scabbed the bite wound on his arm and no longer hurt, but he was suffocated, and no one spoke to him in this small cell.

"Gu Jiu."

Gu Jiu, who was thinking about how to persuade Emperor Cheng to let him go, jumped up when he heard a familiar deep voice, his delicate face was full of surprise, and his bright eyes glistened under the candlelight.