The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

Weiyang Song (39)

Gu Rong's office in the military department is extraordinarily spacious, and two intelligent robots specially designed for reception and reference are placed on both sides of the sofa.

When Guan Jinxiu and Roy came in from the outside, Shu Le was playing a stand-alone game with one of them with little interest.

Probably because the door of the room was opened, there was a few cool breezes from outside, Shu Le rubbed the tip of his nose twice, and sneezed loudly: "Ah-choo—"

Gu Rong, who was sitting behind the desk, looked over immediately: "Is it cold?"

Shu Le shook his head, and looked back blankly: "No, it's not cold... Ah Xie—"

Gu Rong frowned, turned around and gestured to Roy where the door was.

Roy walked over very well and closed the door.

Gu Rong adjusted the indoor temperature on the optical computer, then walked to the hanger, took off the general jacket, and put it on Shu Le.

I don't know what material this jacket is made of, but it's really heavy.

As soon as Shu Le put it on, she was not very happy. She raised her head and tried to protest to Gu Rong: "Master Marshal, can I not wear this, I'm really not cold."

Gu Rong lowered his head and gave Shu Le a look: "What do you think?"

Shu Le felt aggrieved and went to the sofa, put the coat on her body, carried it on her back, and ignored Gu Rong.

"He really listened to you."

Guan Jinxiu, who hadn't spoken since entering the door, sneered, his tone couldn't tell whether it was sour or angry, "I've never been so obedient when I was there."

Gu Rong glanced noncommittally across Guan Jinxiu, and finally stopped on Roy, and said: "I remember that the configuration data of the optical computer will be backed up before the program starts, if I want to adjust a few years now I don’t know if it can be realized with my previous personal information?”

Roy respectfully paid a military salute to Gu Rong: "Of course. But some materials from a few years ago may involve high-level secrets. If you need to read and browse, you may need to use your authority as a marshal."

After these words, the room was silent for a long time.

Shu Le lay on the sofa and listened clearly.

As the marshal who holds the highest military power in the empire, he only obeys the emperor who holds the highest political power.

This is an extremely delicate balance, and it is also the reason why successive emperors of the empire have been clinging to power and refusing to relax.

But when it came to Gu Rong, this balance was finally broken little by little during several long battles.

It has become a two-legged situation.

Although Shu Le has just returned to the capital star, whether it is online comments or the chats of pedestrians when he goes out occasionally——

He clearly felt that perhaps the entrustment of rights in accordance with the Constitution still remained unchanged.

But the relationship between Gu Rong and the emperor is not necessarily as absolute as before.

Even until now, Gu Rong has never made any move to provoke the imperial power.

Before he lost his thoughts, Shu Le heard Roy say again: "It's just that the Marshal and His Majesty have the same authority. Once you use the access authority, His Majesty the Emperor will also get news... I don't know if you want to check it Whose profile?"

Shule gasped.

The reason for the rapid collapse of the Shu family is still a mystery to the outside world, and even Shu Le's charges are vague.

If you want to read his previous optical brain configuration...

Ugh.

Forget it.

Men are unreliable big pigs.

Shu Le turned over on the sofa in frustration, like a salted fish pretending to be dead.

However, in the next second, he heard Gu Rong's voice.

"Go and help me look up the configuration information of the optical brain used by Shule."

Roy was taken aback, and looked at Gu Rong subconsciously, his expression seemed to be very hesitant: "Master Marshal, you mean the Shu family? But you should know that the reason for the sudden collapse of the Shu family is the top secret of the empire, you..."

Gu Rong interrupted him: "It doesn't matter, just use my authority to check. It's just access to Shule's optical brain information, there will be no problem."

Roy seemed to want to say something more, but from the corner of his eye, he saw Guan Jinxiu standing next to him who was thinking about something, so he swallowed his words again: "I'll go check it out, I don't know Marshal, you want to check Shu Le's brain How should the configuration data be arranged?"

Gu Rong had sat down behind the desk again.

Shu Le's gaze was just able to see him from the side——

After all, he was a soldier, and even his sitting posture was straight and firm.

Gu Rong glanced at Guan Jinxiu intentionally or unintentionally, and seemed to think for a while whether to give an explanation in front of him. After a pause, he said, "I'm going to make a new one with the exact same configuration as the one Shule used to use. Guangnao, you should start to do it as soon as possible, and it is best to make a finished product today and tomorrow."

Roy was taken aback suddenly, even his expression changed.

He stood there frozen for a long time, and in the end he was so tactful that he didn't ask any more questions, but just bowed respectfully again: "Don't worry, Marshal, I will keep this matter secret and give you an answer as soon as possible."

Gu Rong nodded in satisfaction: "Go ahead."

Roy quickly turned around and left, leaving only Gu Rong and Guan Jinxiu in the office.

No, there is also the salted fish Lele who is contentedly lying on the sofa and pretending to be dead.

In fact, Shu Le didn't care about the reason for Guan Jinxiu's visit at all, and he never had extra curiosity.

Gu Rong's clothes were big enough, Shu Le pulled up the clothes, changed into a comfortable position, turned around and started to take a nap on the side of the sofa.

Guan Jinxiu's eyes have been on Shu Le since just now, and he hasn't moved away until now.

Gu Rong stared at him for a while with an unfriendly expression, reached out and tapped the table lightly, and said, "Guan Jinxiu, I'm afraid you came here to ask for a cup of tea."

"Of course not."

Only then did Guan Jinxiu look away, looked at Gu Rong, and then smiled, "In addition to drinking tea, I also want to see the canary I have raised for a long time and haven't matured yet."

Shu Le: Oh.

You are the canary.

Your whole family are canaries.

At this time, Shu Le naturally wouldn't be so stupid as to jump out and take a seat.

He was lying on the sofa bored, and the more he lay down, the colder he felt.

So he pouted his ass and buried his head in Gu Rong's clothes, as if he was about to play dead to the end.

Gu Rong naturally saw Shu Le's movements, probably thought it was very interesting, he even hooked the corner of his mouth in cooperation, and then said to Guan Jinxiu: "That's a pity, I'm afraid your canary is not with me."

Guan Jinxiu probably didn't expect Gu Rongneng to be so shameless, so he didn't answer immediately.

After a long time, he smiled sullenly: "Since the marshal is unwilling to admit it, I can only find out that disobedient canary by myself and bring it back."

Gu Rong stretched out his hand to gesture to Guan Jinxiu to be free, then stood up and walked towards Shu Le.

Shu Le was still nestled in the corner of the sofa, probably trying to cover his whole body under his clothes, so he shrunk into a small ball, looking extremely thin.

Gu Rong patted Shu Le's butt lightly: "Lele, get up, we're going back."

Shu Le responded vaguely, and after a long time, he poked his head out from the overcoat covering his body, and responded slowly: "Oh..."

He didn't respond very energetically to the sound, and his cheeks were flushed even when he got out.

And no matter how you look at it, this blush doesn't look like a healthy pink face.

Shu Le blinked hard, but still felt that his eyelids were heavy as if they weighed a thousand catties.

He pulled out a hand from under his clothes and rubbed his eyes, but he still didn't feel half awake, but felt his head becoming more and more drowsy.

Strange.

Shu Le withdrew the hand that was rubbing his eyes, tried to support himself on the sofa and tried to sit up, but before he could push his hand over, Gu Rong stretched out his hand and grabbed it into his palm.

Gu Rong's warm breath came close to his ear, it was so hot that Shu Le shuddered: "Lele, what's wrong?"

Shu Le didn't know what was wrong with him.

In fact, he has always lived a very rough life, and he basically doesn't pay attention to these problems. When he was alone on the wandering planet, he got a little sick and a serious illness and it was over.

After all young.

Relying on his youth, he is always extraordinarily courageous.

It wasn't until this time that Shu Le became aware of it belatedly. This symptom was a bit like a fever.

He opened his dry lips, ready to tell Gu Rong his speculation, but before he could speak, he sneezed heavily again.

Gee tut.

It's too bad, it must have sprayed Gu Rong with saliva...

Shu Lesheng thought of this terrible fact without love. The animal-like sixth sense made him shrink his neck extremely sharply even when he had a severe cold.

However, what surprised him was that the marshal didn't seem to be angry, he just stretched out his hand to touch his forehead with a solemn expression, and asked in a low voice, "When did it start to burn?"

Who knows when it started burning.

Shu Le was very honest, innocent and harmless, he raised his flushed face and shook his head.

After shaking, he yawned big, waved his hand and tried to open Gu Rong's hand on his forehead, and muttered a few words in a daze: "It's okay, it's fine, it's fine when it's burnt out. Fever is said to make you smarter..."

Gu Rong: "..."

Gu Rong watched Shu Le's expression change again and again, suddenly thought of something, and opened his mouth and said: "During the five years in exile, how did you get through every time you got sick?"

This question should be difficult to answer.

Because Gu Rong found out——Shu Le's expression became blank in an instant.

He seemed to be trying hard to recall those five years, and then seriously came up with an answer: "It seems that he hasn't been sick much."

Gu Rong: "..."

Gu Rong sighed, took Shu Le directly from the sofa into his arms and stood up, bypassing the coffee table——

Then when he was about to leave the office, he was stopped by Guan Jinxiu.

Gu Rong's expression was really not good-looking: "Get out of the way."

Guan Jinxiu laughed: "Just now, the Marshal said to let me take care of myself, why did he change his mind now? Or, the Marshal's words are also changed from day to day?"

Shu Le was dizzy from the fever, even if he was held in Gu Rong's arms, he was not so honest.

The voice was thin and weak, like the cries of an unwell animal.

Gu Rong hugged Shu Le's hand and gently patted him comfortingly. When he looked at Guan Jinxiu again, he lost his patience: "I advise you not to block the way, get out of the way."

Guan Jinxiu had no intention of leaving at all, but took another step towards the door instead.

There was polite respect on his face, but what he said had another meaning: "Of course I didn't mean to disobey the Marshal, but the person in your arms was brought back from the r-9 galaxy by me at the risk , today I come to ask you to ask him back, this should be a matter of course, right?"

Gu Rong glanced at him coldly: "Guan Jinxiu, since you have recognized Shu Le's identity, it is unreasonable to keep him with you."

His identity is no longer a secret in the empire, which is why Guan Jinxiu has been reluctant to let Shu Le contact the outside world.

The demise of the Shu family has an inseparable relationship with the current emperor who is in power in the palace. No matter how innocent Guan Jinxiu is, under this level of identity, many things have already lost the distinction between black and white.

Even Guan Jinxiu didn't know why he insisted on concealing Shu Le's background about him——

Or maybe it's just out of selfishness.

Guan Jinxiu was silent for a moment, and chose to avoid the topic: "Since I brought Shu Le back, I can naturally protect him."

"Protect?"

Gu Rong sneered, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

He raised his eyebrows, and looked at Guan Jinxiu almost contemptuously, "With all due respect, even you are a child living under the protection of the emperor... Are you worthy of protecting Shu Le?"

Although Shu Le was burning in a daze, but after all, his enthusiasm for eating melons has not changed.

He secretly opened his eyes and tried his best to take a look at Guan Jinxiu, only to find that his face turned blue from Gu Rong's anger, his lips trembled, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

It is precisely because it directly hits the vital point that it cannot be denied.

Since the news of the emperor's illegitimate son was leaked, his fate began to turn 180 degrees.

From the misery of being orphaned at a young age to the diamond rich man envied by everyone, from being oppressed and tortured to a bright future——

Guan Jinxiu was unwilling to admit how much help was secretly given by the high majesty in the palace.

It's just that no one has ever said it so clearly like Gu Rong.

It was as if the last layer of camouflage had been unceremoniously lifted, revealing the truth that was hard to conceal under the mask.

Guan Jinxiu took a deep breath, tried to straighten himself up, and said sharply, "What do you mean?"

Gu Rong had already come to the door with Shu Le in his arms. He stretched out his hand and pushed Guan Jinxiu away, half turned around, his indifferent eyes showed no emotion: "literally."

In Guan Jinxiu's furious expression, Gu Rong showed a mocking smile, "Did you never consider that if one day the emperor pursued this matter, you would hand over Shu Le on your father's side? Or will you hide it from your father for Shu Le?"

Guan Jinxiu's expression froze and he didn't answer.

Gu Rong had already opened the door of the office. Seeing that Guan Jinxiu was still silent, he spoke for him: "Can't you choose?"

He paused slightly, "Then let me tell you—you won't choose anyone. Or in other words, you will only choose yourself."

"Guan Jinxiu, you have never loved Gu Anyan; you have never loved Shu Le."

Gu Rong tucked Shu Le's military jacket tighter for him, and glanced at Guan Jinxiu disdainfully, "You're just afraid of accidentally hurting yourself, so you find someone to stand in front of you."

"You only love yourself."

Guan Jinxiu seemed to have been hit with a heavy hammer, but he didn't move for a long time.

There was no rebuttal, and no further counterattack.

Shu Le had already drifted off to sleep in Gu Rong's arms. The temperature on his body seemed to be higher than before, and he could feel the warmth through his clothes.

Gu Rong wiped off a bead of sweat slowly falling from Shu Le's forehead with his fingers, as if he didn't want to pay Guan Jinxiu any attention, and was about to walk out while hugging Shu Le.

But the moment he stepped out of the office door, Guan Jinxiu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "What about you?"

There was also a mocking coldness in Guan Jinxiu's voice, and he took a few steps forward: "Master Marshal, you will never tell others that you are raising Shu Le... just as a voluntary aid?"

The footsteps that Gu Rong stopped just now stepped forward again. He turned his head and gave Guan Jinxiu an extremely indifferent look: "When you have equal rights with me, ask me this question again."