I Rely on Beauty to Stabilize the Country

The gate of Prince He's Mansion was closed tightly, Gu Yuanbai was helped out of the carriage, and ordered someone to go up and knock on the door.

There are two stone lions in front of the palace gate. I think this house was rewarded by Gu Yuanbai at the beginning, and the size of the lot is one in a thousand.Surrounded by clansmen and dignitaries, Gu Yuanbai restrained clansmen very strongly, because he didn't want any embarrassing royal relatives who would be written into the Chinese text and be beheaded by "Bao Zheng".

And on this quiet, tidy and powerful street, the prince and prince are the most honorable.

The guard knocked on the door, and after a while, the porter's voice rang through the door: "My lord is in poor health, and it is inconvenient to see guests in the near future. Please go back, everyone."

Gu Yuanbai said slowly: "Break away."

The guards behind him rushed over from the side, Gu Yuanbai looked up at the plaque on the palace that said "He Prince's Palace", these four words were written in a flying style, and he was about to rush out of the plaque.The porter inside the gate let out an exclamation, Gu Yuanbai came back to his senses, the gate had been knocked open, and the porter ran away scrambling and crawling.

Gu Yuanbai raised his hand to prevent people from continuing to walk in.He saved the last bit of face for Prince He, and led the people to wait in front of the palace gate. Tian Fusheng moved a chair for him.

Soon, a group of people hurried over, headed by Princess Heqin with a tired face, they were shocked when they saw Gu Yuanbai, and hurried over to kneel down to salute, the only one who was still standing was Heqin Wangfei After finishing the ceremony, the concubine said cautiously: "Shang Wan'an, the prince has been seriously ill recently, and the concubine made the decision in private and let the mansion close the guests."

Prince He did not ask the imperial doctor to take the pulse. The imperial doctor guessed that Prince He had a heart disease. Gu Yuanbai believed half of it. Now when he talked about it with the princess, he kept his expression on his face and sighed: "Before I sent the imperial doctor I came here to treat Prince He, but Prince He shunned medical treatment very much. I was also very worried after being sick with Prince He for several days. Where is he now? I will go and see him."

He Qin Wangfei hesitated to speak, turned around and walked towards the mansion with the sage, she fell behind, the butler led the way, and said to the princess: "My lord, the prince is suffering from the wind and cold, you don't want to get too close, in case Can't be overwhelmed."

Gu Yuanbai smiled, "I will."

Tian Fusheng and the prince and concubine politely invited him to leave. After leaving with the only master in the prince's mansion who was here, the remaining servants visibly trembled. Gu Yuanbai looked at the tense look of the butler beside him, and pressed his eyebrows. "lead the way."

When Prince He went home in the rainstorm last time, everyone in Prince He's mansion was taken aback.

The torrential rain that day hurt people's faces, and Prince He was in such a mess that his bun was broken, and what was even more frightening was that the hem of Prince He's clothes was stained with a little blood.

Princess He was so frightened that she felt dizzy in front of her eyes, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief when she learned that Prince He was not injured, but in the end, Princess He realized that she was relieved too early.

After returning with the prince, he became irritable and uncertain. The servants in the palace would always anger the prince at inexplicable points, and the prince lost his temper, which was more unpredictable than ever.His face was gloomy, terrifying like King Yama.

The concubine couldn't persuade the prince, and she didn't dare to go forward to persuade him.

But except for the few days when he just returned to the mansion, he and the prince seemed to have returned to normal in the next few days.But later, when he and the prince saw two young servants talking intimately, they suddenly lost their temper.

He Prince's Mansion has been shrouded in a depressive atmosphere for more than ten days.

In front of the door of the master bedroom, the boy who came to announce in advance had a trembling voice and whispered into the crack of the door: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is coming soon."

There was a heavy response from the room, the door was opened suddenly, and a well-mannered scholar came out.

The scholar is a retainer in the palace, surnamed Wang, Mr. Wang said: "I will prepare to welcome the Holy One."

Skipping the kneeling people, Tian Fusheng stepped forward to open the door. As soon as the door was opened, a strong smell of medicine wafted out.Gu Yuanbai was already very familiar with these medicines. As soon as he smelled it, he knew that it was a medicine for curing wind and cold.

Gu Yuanbai called out towards the door: "He Prince?"

There was no light in the dark bedroom, and the heavy, pale light only illuminated a deserted place. Gu Yuanbai called out, and after a while, a hoarse voice sounded: "Your Majesty, don't come near."

Just listening to this voice, I feel that Prince He is very sick.

Gu Yuanbai taught a lesson: "You have been sick for more than ten days, and you can't even go to court. I sent the imperial doctor to treat you, but you didn't even let the imperial doctor in."

He and the prince were silent for a while, "Is the Holy Majesty concerned about the subject?"

But as soon as the words were finished, Prince He said again: "Forget it, I don't want to know."

Gu Yuanbai: "..."

What's wrong with the prince?

Gu Yuanbai frowned, and was about to walk into the house.Prince He in the room should have heard the sound of footsteps, and said again: "The minister has a cold, the sage should take care of the dragon's body, stay away from the minister, and don't come in."

"That's right," Gu Yuanbai stopped, and followed the trend, "I brought the imperial doctor here, and the prince is the minister of Daheng, and a cold wind dragged on for more than ten days. After all, it's right I am not in good health. Let them come to treat Prince He now, and I can feel relieved."

As soon as he finished speaking, the imperial doctor walked into the bedroom from behind him.Gu Yuanbai walked slowly to the end, Tian Fusheng hesitated to speak, wanted to persuade the Holy Majesty not to go in, but did not dare to stop the Holy Majesty's decision.

Sure enough, there was no light in the bedroom.

Lying on the bed with the prince, covered with a thick quilt from head to toe, he only stretched out a hand from under the quilt to let the imperial doctor feel the pulse.

The three imperial doctors took the pulse one by one, came over and said to Gu Yuanbai, "Your Majesty, what the prince and the prince are suffering from is the wind-cold syndrome."

Gu Yuanbai narrowed his eyes.

From the inside out, everything felt wrong.

The Holy Majesty did not speak, and the imperial doctor did not dare to raise his head. The quilt and the prince seemed to feel that something was wrong, and the quilt undulated. People are completely exposed.

Prince He's eyes were black and blue, his lips were chapped, and there was a faint color of dried blood.At this time, the quilt was thrown off suddenly, his eyes were full of surprise, and he was looking at Gu Yuanbai by surprise.

Gu Yuanbai loosened his hand, and the heavy quilt fell on Prince He again.His complexion did not change, and after seeing Prince He's complexion, he frowned and said, "Why does Prince He cover his mouth and nose? It won't help your condition."

"..." He Prince averted his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid that I made the Holy One sick."

Gu Yuanbai was silent for a while, and asked Tian Fusheng to move a chair beside the bed. He sat on the side, sighed and said, "He Prince, you must take care of yourself."

The hand that Prince He had just been pulsed with was placed beside him, Gu Yuanbai patted the back of his hand twice, Prince He shook suddenly, and clenched his fist.

Tian Fusheng boldly persuaded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, you and the prince should rest more, come out quickly, and be careful of getting sick."

The chief guard also persuaded him, but Gu Yuanbai got up after all, picked up the quilt with his own hands, and covered him tightly with the prince.

He leaned slightly, the blue hair on his back dangling in front of his eyes, the precious fragrance of court incense came, and the look in the prince's eyes was serious.

Dirty, deep, dark.

Mud generally can't be shaken off.

He tilted his head depressingly, closed his eyes and rested.

The Holy Majesty straightened up, seeing him like this, he didn't say anything, and went out quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, the voice outside the door finally quieted down.The door was closed, and the sins scattered in the drowsy bedroom. Suddenly the door was pushed open a crack, Mr. Wang walked in, cupped his hands and said: "My lord, Your Majesty has left the palace."

He said to the prince, "It's good to leave."

"Your Majesty is very concerned about you," Mr. Wang said softly, "Why did your lord hurt himself and run to pour cold water in the middle of the night?"

He Prince snorted softly, thinking it was funny, he shook his head and sat up from the bed, "What do you know?"

Gu Yuanbai didn't care about him.

On the carriage back to the palace, Gu Yuanbai closed his eyes and rested his mind. The imperial doctor took his pulse and took a closer look at his complexion, with a slightly relaxed expression, "Your Majesty is fine."

"Well," Gu Yuanbai responded, and seemed to ask casually, "Maybe the prince's illness has lasted for a few days?"

The imperial doctor shook his head in embarrassment.

Gu Yuanbai no longer made things difficult for him, but propped his head up and thought about things alone.

The Holy Majesty once stipulated that horses are not allowed to commit crimes in the downtown area, and there is also a speed limit for carriages, so drivers move extremely slowly, the horseshoes are kicking loudly, the bumps are absorbed by layers of blankets, and the carriage is as stable as the ground.

After a while, Gu Yuanbai suddenly opened his eyes. He lifted the curtain and looked outside, and saw a group of people punching and kicking the corner of the wall in the depths of an alley.

"...uncanny skill and ingenuity..."

"A carpenter's junk..."

"...to be a scholar in vain."

The broken words fell into Gu Yuanbai's ears intermittently. Gu Yuanbai glanced around and fixed his eyes on the torn wooden stump beside him. Judging by its appearance, it should be a self-made crossbow.

Gu Yuanbai said decisively: "Stop the horse. Zhang Xu, bring that man here."

Xu Ning felt like he was dying.

He tightly protected his head and hands, curled up together, and was surrounded and beaten in a corner in shame and embarrassment.The crossbow they made earlier had been trampled into pieces by them. He thought he could make them admit their mistake with this carpentry work, but he didn't expect that even his favorite thing couldn't save him.

Agricultural business.

Xu Ning already has a reputation as a scholar, so he shouldn't be in such a mess.

But he prefers those strange skills and ingenuity, and he prefers carpentry. He disassembled and studied all the wooden things in the house, and the more he studied, the more he loved them.

But others think that it is shameful for him to like this as a scholar, and he is going astray. Those people look down on him, not only look down on him, but also envy him for being a scholar, so they want to destroy him.

What he loves the most is the pressure that he can't bear, and he has become love-hate towards the craftsman's life, and even has a bit of resentment.

But if he wanted to stop, he couldn't bear to stop.

Xu Ning's face was full of tears, he held his breath, and was kicked hard again.

Just when he was full of despair, he suddenly remembered a few screams from behind. Xu Ning raised his head, and saw several tall and burly people walking over, and said in a deep voice, "Come here."

Xu Ning staggered to his feet, looked at the imposing carriage at the entrance of the alley with a look of fear, "Who are you!"

The chief guard hurried back to the Holy Majesty's side, so he said concisely: "Your nobleman."