Rebirth: sailing a thousand times

What is this on the ankle?

Gu Shaobai's blood rushed to his forehead, and with a "buzz", he almost lost his breath.

He picked it up with his hands. This shiny black, cold, and heavy thing that was tied around his ankle was a shackle?

Looking at the long iron chain, one end around his left ankle and the other end locked at the foot of the bed, he became dizzy for a moment.

With the sound of light footsteps, accompanied by the rustling of the robes on the ground, someone turned around from behind the screen and stood in the shadow of layers of curtains beside the bed.

Gu Shaobai didn't look back, for a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "What is this?"

There was bitterness in his unhealed throat, and he suppressed the burning pain.

Mu Qingfeng stared at his back, where a lock of disobedient black hair got into his snow-white neckline.

After a while, he finally stretched out his hand to pull it out, and stepped forward to stand in front of Gu Shaobai's eyes.

"When are you willing to follow me, and when will I let you go."

Gu Shaobai raised his head, his anger was uncontrollable, "You are planning to imprison me."

"No, as I said, the choice is yours. If you promise now, you can be free now."

Gu Shaobai laughed back angrily, "What if I don't agree in my life?"

"Then let's live like this for the rest of our lives, it's no different from a promise."

Gu Shaobai was so angry that he was speechless, looking at Mu Qingfeng's back in court clothes, "Don't make me hate you more!"

The man didn't even look back, and seemed to be smiling, "That's better..."

Mu Qingfeng didn't go back to the palace after the dismissal, he went back to Zhou's residence and had a few words with Gu Shaobai, then got into the carriage again after going out, and went straight to the household department.

Wang Jian, Minister of the Household Department, had been waiting at the yamen for a long time. When he saw Mu Qingfeng coming, he quickly served tea.After the court meeting, Mu Qingfeng sent someone to inform him that he was coming to inspect the purchase of military rations on the northern front.

The servant Cui Tongzhi brought up the grain book, which almost filled the entire desk.

Mu Qingfeng just flipped through it casually, asking him to submit the food transportation route, date, and escort guard personnel list. After flipping through it casually, he returned it to Cui Tongzhi and asked a few random questions:

"I've shipped a few batches of winter grain, and walked a few lines. Is it the original? The road is going smoothly..."

Wang Jian answered respectfully one by one, "My lord, three batches have been transported away. Since the robbery, the route has been redrawn, which is naturally different from the original one. The road is calm and the sea is calm, and all arrived within the expected..."

Mu Qingfeng nodded, "Very good. After winter, it gets colder and colder in the north. I'm afraid it's snowing in some places now. The next batch will be the last batch. We need to send more people before the beginning of winter. Next year Before the beginning of spring, the North Road will be difficult to walk due to ice and snow, and we cannot walk."

Wang Jian nodded again and again, saying that what the prince said was true.

After seeing off the unsmiling Mu Qingfeng, Wang Jian wiped the white sweat from his forehead, let out a sigh of relief, and told Cui Tongzhi to send the desk book back to the treasury, then wrapped up a heavy coat and sneaked away first. I have newly married a concubine, and it is time to mix oil with honey.

Cui Tongzhi recruited the head of the warehouse department to organize and file the secret files, so he also wandered out of the office of the Qing officials, but ran to a small tavern on the corner of the street.

In the corner of the tavern, sat a thin middle-aged man, Cui Tongzhi sat opposite him, and said softly, "Mr. Duan..."

Duan Yanchen raised his hand, looked left and right, and then moved his ears.

……

Mu Qingfeng returned to the palace and changed into regular clothes.He just finished writing a letter and handed it to Leng Dong, asking him to send someone to the battalion commander Wang Siming quietly.

Ling Min walked in. In the past few days, under Li Zhishan's conditioning, a little flesh has finally grown back on her thin face, which is much more pleasing to the eye.

"It seems that Li Zhishan really has two brushes, and you don't look so ghost-like now." Mu Qingfeng casually poured him a cup of tea and handed it to him.

Lingmin smiled, her own body knew that replenishing vitality would not make up for longevity, "My lord, I know a thing or two about diagnosis, but I still have to admire Dr. Li, his medical skills are really superb!"

Mu Qingfeng said, "Stay here for a while longer, and then go back to your poor Yuemast country when you become fat."

The Yuemast Country is located in the extreme south, densely covered with forests, pleasant scenery, tough and simple folk customs, Mu Qingfeng's words are purely ridicule.

Lingmin smiled and said, "Are you raising me like a pig?" He took a sip of his tea, "However, I am really worried about going back now. Mr. Gu is soft on everyone, but he is gentle on you. After a hundred years of steelmaking, and you have a temperament that is unambiguous, I am afraid that if the two of you conflict with each other, it will be a waste of all my efforts!"

Mu Qingfeng put the cup on the table, and said in a deep voice, "To tell you the truth, there is already something good or bad."

Lingmin: "?!"

Lingmin followed Mu Qingfeng into Zhou's residence.

He is also familiar with this place. It was here that he formed the Soul Splitting Formation and sent Gu Shaobai back to Yang.

Ling Min raised his chin at Mu Qingfeng, signaling him to wait outside.

When he stepped into the door, Gu Shaobai was writing a letter on the desk, a few lines of writing were stumbled and crooked.

His right hand that was writing was pierced by Guan Xin's sword. Even if the injury healed, it would take a long time for the tendons to recover. Although he could barely hold a pen and write now, it was far from the previous style.

Hearing footsteps, Gu Shaobai raised his head, "Lingmin is here!"

He left angrily that night, and after thinking about it later, he felt a lot of guilt towards Ling Min.

In any case, Lingmin risked his life for decades, sacrificing his vitality to help him return to life. After all, it was all sincerity, but he spoke so aggressively. Thinking about it afterwards, I always feel ashamed!

He put the pen on the pen holder, asked Ling Min to sit on the armchair by the window, and sat down himself.

Zhou Yuan brought up fragrant tea and a plate of fruit.

Gu Shaobai picked out a bright yellow citrus, peeled it, carefully peeled off the tangerine, and handed it to Lingmin, "Lingmin, I always wanted to say sorry to you, I was the one who spoke rudely that day, I'm sorry , Actually, I am very grateful to you in my heart, I hope you don't blame me!"

Lingmin smiled and shook his head, quite moved, Gu Shaobai learned his heart from water, his heart is transparent and flawless, he is afraid that he was a venerable Bodhi in his previous life, so he has such a pure and kind Xue Po Bingxin.

However, no one could bear to hurt such a person, but he was willing to hurt Mu Qingfeng.

The sweet and slightly sour orange juice spreads between the teeth, which is extremely delicious.But when he saw a long black iron chain dragging under Gu Shaobai's feet, he suddenly became sour.

"Shaobai, can I call you that?"

Gu Shaobai nodded happily, "Of course, you are my savior!"

Lingmin squeezed the orange petals, sighed for a long while, "Shaobai, why are you doing this? Others may not know your thoughts, but I can guess a thing or two. You are not ruthless to him."

Gu Shaobai was full of worries and had no one to complain to, for some reason, he suddenly wanted to tell Ling Min, maybe he had endured it for a long time, and Ling Min was the tree hole where he could confide his thoughts.

The rain drifted in obliquely through the open window, and it was another autumn rain.

He got up and closed the window, and sat down again.

The quiet air carried the coolness of autumn night, the two of them were silent for a long time, they both had plain white faces, looking from a distance, they looked like two porcelain figures sitting quietly under the lamp.

Gu Shaobai stared at the alizarin red gauze lamp with his eyes, and said slowly, "Lingmin, I actually... don't hate him, but rather like him. However, such feelings are against ethics and must not be tolerated in the world. How could he stay with me for the rest of his life regardless of everything... In other words, even if he gave up everything, I wouldn't dare to take him. I am not afraid of death, but the emperor's majesty will be enraged by a thunderbolt, and our Gu family will be killed again. Destroy the door..."

"...Then, I might as well die in my previous life..."

His throat was astringent, he felt a little choked, and his hoarse voice wandered in the quiet room, like thoughts floating in smoke and dust, which disappeared in an instant and refused to stay.

Lingmin stared silently, he understood what he said.

It's because he thought it simple. In the Yuemai country in their southern border, as long as they like each other, they don't need three matchmakers and six hires. They can form a pair under the Yuemai tree and stay together for life.

After all, this is Dayin, located in the Central Plains, respecting etiquette and teaching.

If a high-ranking official enters a courthouse and raises a slave, he will be ridiculed by his colleagues as a joke at worst. As long as it is not too much, even if it reaches the emperor's ears, he will turn a blind eye and close his eyes.Unless you make a fuss known to everyone and it is too outrageous, the emperor will order the Ministry of Rites to reprimand you and downgrade your salary.

Thinking about it this way, there is indeed a reason for Gu Shaobai's cruelty.

It's scary to think about it. The majestic Prince Yi of the Dayin Dynasty chose a man as his concubine. Even if the emperor agreed, those officials and censors could smash Mu Qingfeng to death.

At that time, the storyteller in the tea house in the market will come up with another anecdote about the royal family, and the common people will have a copy of the novel based on it. It is estimated that the emperor can directly find a rope and hang himself.

Therefore, in order to protect the face of the royal family and not to be honest, the emperor is very likely to find a reason to "click" the Gu family!

Lingmin walked out with her head drooping, feeling very frustrated.

Seeing Mu Qingfeng standing in the drizzle head on for a long time, Ling Min looked at him, his lips moved, but he didn't say a word.

Looking at the time, it was time for Li Zhishan to give him the needle, so he had no choice but to sit in the carriage in silence.

The drizzle was falling, and the silver light shone across the night.

Mu Qingfeng stood under the window for a long time, drenched all over, Gu Shaobai's words fell into his ears, his chest was filled with joy, only one thought lingered repeatedly: he said he didn't hate him, He said he likes him!

He really wanted to run in right away, hug him, kiss him, tell him not to worry, trust him, he'll take care of everything, take him away, and be with him for the rest of his life.

But, he can't for the time being, he must solve the mystery of the "counterfeit medicine case", he must understand Wang Sidao's conspiracy, and cut off the biggest cancer since he ascended the throne for the emperor, so that he can live up to the emperor's trust and leave at ease .

The blood-stained robes have pacified the world, helped the Lord of the Ming Dynasty to stabilize the country, and the man has made great achievements in history, how can he begrudge the position of a prince?

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