I Rely on Beauty to Stabilize the Country

Gu Yuanbai drank half a pot of good tea, and the Cuju match outside was almost over.He slowly supported the stone table to get up, the back of his hand was green and white like jade with weak and pale veins, Gu Yuanbai coughed a few times, and waved back the attendant who was going forward: "It's not in the way."

Marquis Pingchang looked at him worriedly: "Your Majesty, your dragon body has just recovered, you must not blow it, you should cherish it."

Gu Yuanbai raised his lips. Although he was sick and weak, his smile was full of vitality like a hundred flowers blooming, "Ginseng, deer antler, tortoise shell, and more, tiger bone, ganoderma lucidum, cordyceps... I see, there is no one in the world better than me." more precious."

"Pingchanghou, there is no one in the whole world who cherishes life more than me," Gu Yuanbai said to himself, and suddenly smiled happily, "Although the medicinal materials are expensive, I have to say that the taste is really not very good. Every time I take it for the first time, I want to throw a basket of licorice in it."

Marquis Pingchang couldn't help sighing in his heart that God's will tricks people. The Holy Majesty has been dormant for so many years, his patience is different from that of the Chengfu, and his mind is so open-minded. Why did God insist on playing tricks on this young emperor and give the Holy Majesty such a slow-moving body?

He laughed a few times, and Wen Sheng said a few more words to the emperor.

Soon, someone came to report which side won and which side lost, Gu Yuanbai listened and nodded, saying: "Reward."

The chief guard glanced at the sky, stepped forward and whispered to Gu Yuanbai to return to the palace.The morning court of the Daheng Dynasty is once every two days. Today, it happened that there was nothing to do to watch the Cuju match. Gu Yuanbai originally wanted to go around the capital, but after persuading him, he also dismissed this idea and left a few palaces behind. Waiting here, was escorted by the guards into the carriage.

The Marquis of Pingchang sent the Holy Majesty away, and was about to bring his son back to the mansion, but when he heard that his son had gone with the eldest son of the Minister of the Household Department, Pingchang Marquis was startled, his anger rose again, and he went back alone with a sullen face. Fuchu.

When it was getting dark, Pingchang Hou's Mansion welcomed the eldest son.The Marquis of Pingchang asked people to wait in the front yard. As soon as Li Yan stepped into the house, his father called him into the study.

"I didn't know that you left early after the Holy Majesty left today," Pingchang Hou said angrily, "You dare to leave before the Holy Majesty moves, you are so courageous!"

Li Yan swallowed when he heard the mention of the Holy Majesty. He was afraid of being discovered, and hurriedly said: "Father, guess what I saw today? When I was playing in the street, I saw Xue Yuan in the downtown area." He is too arrogant to gallop on horseback!"

Marquis Pingchang frowned: "Riding horses to make trouble in the market? No, I have to write a booklet and report it to the Holy One."

Li Yan quietly exited the study and was relieved when he returned to his own room. He told everyone around him to get out. When the door was closed, the candle was lit, and the warm scroll in his arms was spread out on the table.

It is a big treasonous thing to hide the picture scroll of the Holy One. How could Shengyan be so casually hidden in the bedroom of a little boy?

As the prince of Pingchang Marquis, Li Yan naturally knew this truth.But he just couldn't control it, he always felt very excited in his heart, felt scared and apprehensive when facing the Holy Master, but felt unwilling to look away from the Holy Master.

He didn't have any bad intentions, and he didn't intend to use this portrait to do bad things. He just thought that the Holy One was really good-looking, and it would be a pity if he didn't draw it.

Li Yan moved carefully, and in the picture scroll was a very noble man.Li Yankou said that the man's eyebrows and eyes were drawn by the artist's hand, but the ink on the face below is very light. This is for the purpose of covering up. Except for him and Tang Mian, no one can know that part of the painting is about the Holy One. .

The Holy Majesty's eyebrows and eyes have a special charm, but the painter has never seen it with his own eyes. Li Yan looked at it for a while, and said dejectedly: "He also said that he painted the capital city, what is this painting? What about painters?"

After cursing for a while, I carefully put away the scroll and put it in the dark drawer beside the bed.Li Yan went to the couch, and remembered the scene of today's meeting with Sheng Shang in his mind.

I don't know if this disrespect will make the Holy Majesty dislike him. He doesn't know what he looks like when he plays Cuju today, he must be blushing and thick necked.

After thinking about it again and again, Li Yancai fell asleep in a daze.

Naturally, Gu Yuanbai didn't know what the boy was thinking.He was washed and changed by the waiters, his face turned pale at night, Tian Fusheng asked softly, "May the little one massage the head of the Holy One?"

On the bright yellow dragon couch, three beautiful maids in thin clothes knelt beside Gu Yuanbai, silently wiping the emperor's wet black hair with towels.

"No need," Gu Yuanbai closed his eyes, enduring the discomfort in his body, "Let your little apprentice come over and beat my leg."

Tian Fusheng hurriedly called the little apprentice, and the little eunuch knelt under the dragon couch, beating his legs skillfully, and couldn't help feeling elated, the Holy One liked his craftsmanship.

After the black hair was wiped dry, the three maids quietly got out of bed and retreated barefoot.

"Tian Fusheng," Gu Yuanbai said suddenly, his voice was lazily, as if he was about to fall asleep, "How are you doing with what I asked you to do?"

Tian Fusheng: "My lord, everything is going well."

"Well," Gu Yuanbai said, "Every one of the people sent out earlier was my painstaking effort. Let them pay attention to their actions. The news is nothing, the most important thing is to live."

"Yes, I'll talk about it again tomorrow, little one."

Three years ago, Gu Yuanbai secretly sent someone to adopt a group of orphans, gave them food, clothing and housing, taught them how to read, read and kill enemies, and brainwashed them every day. a sharp blade.

They only listen to the emperor, and they do whatever the emperor asks them to do. A year ago, Gu Yuanbai singled out [-] of the most loyal people among them, and let them sneak into the mansions of various courtiers, as well as border areas and other regions. Among the defenders, not only these, but also the imperial guards in the palace and the guards around him also have these people lurking.This knife played a vital role in bringing down the powerful minister Lu Feng back then.

Gu Yuanbai secretly named it the Supervision Office, and a huge net slowly spread across the land of Daheng in the dark. Among the people sent by the Supervision Office, those who are good have already made military achievements, and those who are not good are still looking for them in the minister's mansion. The upward opportunity, and the news from them, has begun to take on frightening power.

It's only been a year, Gu Yuanbai is not in a hurry, he is a little drowsy: "Set it down."

In the Jinyiwei of the Ming Dynasty and the Luanyiwei of the Qing Dynasty, Gu Yuanbai also wanted to form an elite team that only listened to him, a strong and strong armored soldier.All kinds of ideas in his mind emerge in endlessly. The Supervision Office and the elite team on the bright side can complement each other and supervise each other.He even thought of a name for this team, and it was called Dong Lingwei, an eagle with sharp eyes and sharp claws in his hand. Unfortunately, no matter how much he thought about it, he still lacked the capital of revolution.

Gu Yuanbai didn't know what step he could take before he died, but if he didn't do anything, it would be extremely uncomfortable.

Tian Fusheng turned off the lamp, and retreated quietly. When he reached the outside of the hall, he nodded with the chief guard and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty is tired today."

The chief guard's surname is Zhang, and his name is Zhang Xu. Not to mention his handsome appearance, he is also very talented. This is the chief guard selected by the Holy Majesty himself from the Imperial Army. Zhang Xu is grateful for the grace of the Holy Majesty, and has made up his mind to guard it well. His Majesty's safety and loyalty to His Majesty can be described as wholehearted.

The head guard sighed and said distressedly: "The Holy Majesty is happy today."

Tian Fusheng couldn't help but nodded, "If there is such a thing next time, the little one will have to beg the Holy Spirit to see it. If the Holy Spirit is happy, the young one will have to play Cuju even if his waist is broken." Look, Your Majesty."

The head guard was silent for a while, and the guards standing opposite him hurriedly winked at him, the head guard twitched for a while, and said: "We brothers are also good at kicking Cuju."

Among them, there are many people who specially practice because the Holy One likes them. All of them are good players, and they are very eye-catching.

Tian Fusheng chuckled, and chrysanthemums bloomed on his face, "Since Zhang Shiwei said so, the younger one will remember it, and when the Holy Majesty asks about it later, the younger one will tell the Holy Majesty about it, and then the younger one will be able to do it too." With the honor of the Holy Majesty, let's see the skills of the guards."

Several people were chatting and laughing when Tian Fusheng heard some meowing from the corner of the wall. He trotted over without changing his expression, and came back with a happy face after a while, "Guard Zhang, a famous doctor has come to Beijing!"

People from the Supervision Office sent news that a traveling doctor came to Beijing from Huainan. This traveling doctor was skilled in medicine, but he died in his lifetime.When Tian Fusheng told Gu Yuanbai the news, Gu Yuanbai was not pleased. He squinted his eyes slightly, and was still wearing the heavy dragon robe from court.

These dragon robes were cumbersome, and his face was a little rosy due to the drag of the heavy objects, like a flawless beauty, but the look between his eyebrows was a little tired.

In today's court, many people joined General Xue's son, and Xue Yuan rode his horse into the city. This matter was not big or small, but Gu Yuanbai was very upset.

The future regent is too arrogant.

He fined General Xue three months' salary and ordered him to discipline his son well.Just because I think of Xue Yuan, the male protagonist in the book, I feel bad again now.

But the famous doctor should still see him. Gu Yuanbai had someone change him into an indigo uniform, and led a few people out of the palace in a low-key manner.

In fact, Gu Yuanbai didn't have much hope in his heart, the imperial doctor in the palace was the best doctor in the world, they couldn't help it, how could this wandering doctor compare to his imperial doctor?

"My lord, it's here." The chief guard pointed to the wooden door in front of him.

With a smile on the corner of Gu Yuanbai's mouth, he asked him to knock on the door, but after a while, a little boy came over and opened the door, and looked them up and down from the crack of the door: "Are you here to treat illnesses?"

The chief guard said: "That's right."

The little boy said, "Who is it for?"

Gu Yuanbai came out from behind the guards. His body was dressed in blue, making him as tall as a bamboo. He smiled at the little boy, "I'm here."

The little boy looked at him with his mouth wide open, and asked foolishly, "Can immortals get sick too?"

"I don't know if the gods will get sick," Gu Yuanbai said with a smile, "but I am sick all over."

The little boy led Gu Yuanbai in, and there were many other patients in the room, all dressed in coarse cloth, with yellow faces and thick hands, looking at the group curiously.

The guards were full of energy, and their aura was no longer that of ordinary people, not to mention Gu Yuanbai, he was carefully guarded in the center, and his footsteps were leisurely, even if his face was pale, he couldn't stop his overwhelming aura.

You doctor glanced at them, knowing in his heart that these people must not be ordinary people, but he didn't say anything, but silently motioned Gu Yuanbai to sit down.Gu Yuanbai stretched out his hand, revealing a small part of his wrist. The famous doctor took the pulse for a quarter of an hour, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

When he moved his hand away, he said simply and neatly: "It can't be cured, I can only hang it with tonic."

The face of the attendant was dark, Gu Yuanbai let out a long sigh, asked people to leave the money, got up and left.

He didn't feel too bad.

The Holy Majesty walked casually, and slowly came to the river. He looked down, and the face reflected on the water had the color of a peach blossom. There was nothing wrong with this body, but this face was outstanding, but Gu Yuanbai I don't like it.

He looked at it for a while, then stretched out his hand, and a waiter brought him a handkerchief. Gu Yuanbai wiped his wrist and hand, and saw a mother bird feeding its chicks in a tree beside him. Blown into the river by the wind.

"I wasted a good handkerchief of mine," Gu Yuanbai sighed, "Let's go back to the palace."

The surface of the water was calm, and the handkerchief was carried away by the water, until the group of people disappeared, and there was a sudden movement under the water. A man dragged a woman up to the shore, and the two were soaked and embarrassed. , but the eyes of the man in silk and satin shone brightly. He wiped off the water stains on his face, and blushed as if he had had a dream.