I Rely on Beauty to Stabilize the Country

The Lantern Festival is coming soon, and the sky is clear and the sky is clear.It happened that there was no morning court on this day, and the minister rested at home in the first half of the afternoon, and when the sun was at its strongest, he would visit the Imperial Garden with the Holy Lord.

Gu Yuanbai slept until noon, and after washing up and eating lunch, there were already ministers waiting outside.

The latest spring clothes were prepared in the bedroom. Gu Yuanbai picked out a crescent-white casual dress embroidered with gold silk dragon patterns, and put on a blue patterned cloak, and walked out of the bedroom with a smile on his face.

All the ministers and their sons bowed to Gu Yuanbai: "Holy Lord Wan'an."

Having slept enough today, Gu Yuanbai was also full of energy. The corners of his lips curled up, and he said loudly, "Get up."

The exotic flowers and plants in the garden have already bloomed a lot after the spring rain in the past few days. The palace people tended them day and night, and many trees that should not be green at this time of year are also exceptionally vibrant.

The sun is good today, the palace people have sprinkled water in advance, and the delicate flowers are covered with water droplets, which is the most beautiful time.

Surrounding the Holy Majesty are clan relatives and ministers, and the sons brought by the courtiers' homes are behind him, not to mention seeing the Holy Majesty, not even a piece of the Holy Majesty's clothes.

Xue Yuan was stuck behind these ministers, he and Chang Yuyan walked together slowly, the two of them took their time, as if they were simply coming to enjoy the flowers.

Seeing that there were not many people around, Chang Yuyan asked, "Where's the handkerchief you picked up?"

Xue Yuan had his hands behind his back, his figure was straight and handsome, and he looked like a dog.He said casually: "It was burned to ashes."

Chang Yuyan teased: "I thought you would take advantage of today to return the veil to its original owner."

Xue Yuan seemed to hear some funny joke, "It's mine after it's in my hands, so why return it to the original owner?"

Just as Chang Yuyan was about to speak, there was a commotion from ahead. It turned out that an adult suddenly had a flash of inspiration and composed a high-quality Wing Chun poem, which brought the atmosphere to a small climax.

A palace attendant at the side wrote it down and read it aloud again. Chang Yuyan couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised: "Good poem!"

Xue Yuan: "Your father pointed out that you are coming out today, why don't you take this opportunity to recite a poem you wrote?"

Chang Yuyan shook his head directly.The corner of Xue Yuan's mouth curled up, he took a step behind, kicked Chang Yuyan, and Chang Yuyan staggered forward, an adult recognized him, and moved away with a smile, "If you say that you are writing a poem , the Chang family boy can't skip it."

When Chang Yuyan stood still, the position he gave up was already directly beside the Holy Majesty. His expression was startled, he hurriedly restrained his expression, and respectfully stepped forward to salute the Holy Majesty, "I am reckless, I have seen the Holy Majesty."

Gu Yuanbai looked carefully at the flamboyant young master in front of him, "Are you Chang Yuyan?"

Chang Yuyan lowered his head even deeper: "Yes."

This Chang Yuyan is also interesting, he is a well-known talent in the capital.There are two things that Gu Yuanbai has done that can be remembered by Gu Yuanbai. One is that his loyal fans besieged the Changfu on the day he became crowned, and some people even tried to climb over the wall, which finally alarmed the government to send troops to arrest people.Another matter has something to do with Gu Yuanbai. This Chang Yuyan once composed thirteen poems in one breath to satirize the rich and powerful who don’t know the sufferings of the world. no.

The translated vernacular is: "You people who have power all over the world only care about your own selfish interests, and you don't care about the common people in the world. Let all the poor people in the world support you old masters who only know how to eat delicious food and wear fine clothes , I think everyone is hot chicken."

These thirteen poems made him offend a large group of people in the capital, and his father was also demoted because of this. This guy didn't start writing poems again until the heat passed, but after this battle, Chang Yuyan's reputation became more and more widespread up.

Thinking of this, Gu Yuanbai deepened his smile, "Do you have any poems to present?"

Whether it is articles or poems written by Chang Yuyan, they are all beautiful and good articles. What's more, he is also famous, and he looks like a good talent who can incite public opinion.Gu Yuanbai just lacks public opinion talents who can praise him, keep him at the highest moral level forever, and pave the way for his policies.

Chang Yuyan's mouth was dry, he had indeed prepared a poem, and it was a poem he had finished before going to the garden.It's just that the poem...was written on purpose by him, and it was another ironic work similar to "the wine and meat of the wealthy family stinks, and the road has frozen bones".

Originally thought that if his father asked him to compose a poem in front of the Holy Master, he would dare to read this poem seriously.

Seeing his silence, Gu Yuanbai smiled, "Stand up and straighten your head."

Chang Yuyan subconsciously followed suit, and when he raised his eyes, he saw His Majesty smiling at him.

The Holy Majesty looked at him with admiration, and said to the minister beside him: "The young talents of my Daheng are all outstanding talents, and they are good men who stand upright."

Chang Yuyan's ears turned red instantly, and he felt a sense of shame rising in his heart.

The ministers responded with a smile: "The Chang family boy has the talent of the number one scholar."

Chang Yuyan's father, Shaoqing of Dali Temple, stood on the periphery, and he couldn't help but smile on his serious and straight face when he heard the officials' praise for his son.

Whatever the emperor said, the ministers would follow suit.Gu Yuanbai was smiling, he leaned sideways to listen to the courtier's words, his chin was about to be buried in the fur of the cloak.

Chang Yuyan didn't dare to look directly at Sheng's face, and lowered his head slightly, staring at His Majesty's chin.

His Majesty was slender, but extremely thin, his chin didn't have much flesh, but his shape was good-looking.When Chang Yuyan thought of those dandies in Beijing molesting decent women, he liked to pinch their chins like this, and then do things lightly.

Fortunately, the Holy Master is the Holy Master, no, the Holy Master is a man, Chang Yuyan, what are you thinking about.

If those dudes dared to grab the Holy Majesty's chin, they would be beheaded and ransacked the next moment.

Chang Yuyan shivered without a trace, secretly complaining in his heart, complaining about Xue Yuan getting up, why bother to hurt him?

"Yu Yan?" the Holy Majesty called out, "What kind of poem did you write?"

Chang Yuyan's heart jumped up to his throat, he turned his head to the side quickly, and saw layers of plum blossoms at first sight.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "The boy's poem is exactly Yongmei's."

The satirical poem that was prepared in advance was suppressed in his heart, Chang Yuyan recited a poem impromptu, and the last two lines praised Chunri Jinzhao.

Gu Yuanbai nodded and said with a smile, "Full of spirit."

Chang Yuyan stared at the emperor's chin as usual, this time he was a little more anxious, and when he raised his eyes, he also included the pale lips of the Holy Majesty.

The lips are neither thin nor thick, and the corners of the lips are raised, as if they were born with a smile.

Gu Yuanbai felt that this kid was not bad, but he thought he was a stunned young man when he saw the thirteen poems he made before, but he did not expect to wink at him.

He called Chang Yuyan to accompany him, walked around in the garden, and talked to him from time to time. The ministers around the emperor looked at Chang Yuyan over and over again, not knowing how this kid got into it. In the eyes of the emperor.

Xue Yuan leisurely waited for the emperor's wrath at the end.

He knew Chang Yuyan, even if it was to embarrass his father, Chang Yuyan would do something great.But time passed bit by bit, the front was still smiling, and Chang Yuyan was also mixed in and did not come back.

Xue Yuan frowned gradually. Could it be that Chang Yuyan didn't move yet?

He also wanted to see the little emperor's jokes, and waited for the little emperor's anger.They also sent people to wait outside the palace in advance, preparing to spread the satire of Chang Yuyan in the capital as soon as possible.

Xue Yuan sighed in disappointment, and walked a few steps quickly, just in time, the emperor and his party in front also came to the corner, Xue Yuan saw at a glance that his father was smiling all over his face, and followed the emperor with his mouth closed.

Xue Yuan quietly walked over and stood in the shadow behind General Xue.As soon as he stood still, the emperor in front of him suddenly stopped, stretched out a white to transparent hand from the layers of wide sleeves, and plucked a delicate and blooming flower among the green bushes.

"This flower blooms well." The sage praised, and then picked up the flower and smelled it lightly. It should be that the fragrance is to his liking, and he suddenly smiled brightly.

His Majesty was slender and thin, with a heavy body.But when he smiles, he has a vigorous vitality like a hundred flowers blooming.Xue Yuan, who was hiding in the dark, looked up, and saw the smile on the lips of the Holy Majesty at the first glance, only to find that the sick emperor had an incomparably good-looking appearance of Qiuyue.

Xue Yuan looked at it for a while, frowning and thinking absently.

The emperor who scolded him so harshly in front of all the officials didn't even have all his hair grown?

In the afternoon, bamboo and silk wind music was played, and the palace banquet began.

Chang Yuyan sat at the back, staring at the dishes on the table in a daze.

Xue Yuan, who was sitting at the side, picked and ate the beautiful royal dishes, "Today's poem is not bad."

"You know..." Chang Yuyan rubbed the center of his brows, "I never thought that I would be opportunistic when facing the Holy Majesty."

The gentleman Xue Yuan smiled, his fangs were dark, "My lord has a good method."

Chang Yuyan frowned slightly, "How can you say that about Your Majesty?"

Xue Yuan raised his eyebrows, turned his head to take a look at this extremely weird friend, then squinted his eyes, and looked at the Holy One from afar.

Gu Yuanbai sat on a high position. He inevitably drank some wine today. The alcohol content of ancient wines was not high, but after Nai He came here, he didn't drink a few times. After a few drinks, he ordered people to go The flagon was mixed with water.

The warmth spread from the heart to the limbs, Gu Yuanbai let out a breath, and felt his face burn.

He couldn't drink any more, Gu Yuanbai knew very well how delicate and weak this body was, so he stopped drinking and drank hot tea to sober up.

His Majesty's every move was watched by people, and it was okay to see His Majesty's courtiers often, but those boys who saw His Majesty for the first time were all sneaking glances from the corner of their eyes.

Among them, the one with the brightest eyes is Xue Yuan.

You can even blush after drinking, isn't it a man?

Such an emperor can make Chang Yuyan sway. Could it be that something happened that he didn't notice when he was visiting the Imperial Garden?

Xue Yuan tapped his wine glass, thinking secretly.

The palace banquet didn't last long, and even after it was over, the sky was getting darker. Tian Fusheng sent the ministers out one by one with many eunuchs, and when there were no one left, he dragged Zhang Xu's bodyguard aside mysteriously. to order one thing.

After Gu Yuanbai took a shower, he opened "Han Feizi" at the table while it was still early.

Compared with the orthodox ancient men, Gu Yuanbai has a big flaw. His thoughts come from later generations, and the detached thoughts of later generations are not suitable for the current environment.

He scores clearly what is good and what brings disaster into the world.He has never read any of these ancient books before. Since he came to this world, he has to read them day and night, stay up all night to read, take time to read, and combine his body's memory to understand and understand.The original emperor did not do well, so he had to learn the emperor's mind from the book by himself.

There is a saying in modern times called "wear clear but not rebel, chrysanthemum drill electric drill".Even though Daheng is a dynasty that has never appeared in memory, even if this world itself exists in a novel, but these books and historical traces that appear are almost the same as in memory, Gu Yuanbai has no way to Treat this country with a playful attitude.

And as the male protagonists in this world, both Chu Wei and Xue Yuan have strong ability to govern the country.

To be honest, Gu Yuanbai was quite greedy for them.

Although he didn't understand why they fell in love with each other, Gu Yuanbai respected them. If he could live longer, he could even give them a marriage in order to win them over.

It's a pity that his life has been pre-booked by Lord Yan, and now Gu Yuanbai can only wait for his life to come to an end. Maybe after a while, he can only lie on the bed and can't move.

Gu Yuanbai sighed deeply.

Tian Fusheng raised his head and asked, "Is Your Majesty sleepy?"

Gu Yuanbai shook his head, and said: "I was just thinking, people are mortal, no matter how much preparations they have made, even I, when facing death, will still feel uneasy in my heart."

Tian Fusheng was startled, and his legs softened and he knelt on the ground. Gu Yuanbai laughed, "What are you afraid of? I just sighed."

Tian Fusheng was still in shock: "Your Majesty, stop talking about these things to scare the little one, my heart is about to jump out of my chest."

Gu Yuanbai shook his head helplessly, lost the mood to read, he put down the book, all the servants in the bedroom had retreated, Gu Yuanbai walked to the bedroom unconsciously and raised the bed curtain, his eyes widened in the next second .

A tied-up beauty was lying on his dragon couch. The beauty's phoenix eyes were faint, fiercely hiding murderous intent.

Gu Yuanbai subconsciously looked at the beauty's chest, his face turned blue, it was a man.

The author has something to say: Gu Yuanbai: The hair is indeed not full :) but still better than you