I refuse this box lunch

The reason for wanting to escape from prison is that if you stay here again and let them harm you, you will become blind and dumb sooner or later——

Empress Ji really wanted to abolish him.

Seeing that he has been claustrophobic for so long and has not been of much use, he came up with a new idea.The number of sessions of the palace secret doctor was good, after a few injections, double images appeared in front of Fuhe's eyes, and his throat was so itchy that he felt like he had pharyngitis.

He was unwilling to sit still, but even if he emptied his family, it seemed that there was no way to achieve his goal.

——Because of various complicated mechanisms, even the special function modules are not opened to him.

Fowler: "..."

To be honest, he really didn't have the experience of falling into this situation before, so that he didn't even bother to understand some basic rules in advance.

It makes sense that the person who hangs on the tower for three days can't always come down, because if he wants to spend money to open a cheat, there is nowhere to do so.

It was the first time for the old fritters to experience a car rollover, and it was strange that they were not used to it.

I was even more unaccustomed to being carried into a big black iron box like a rice dumpling.

"Like a big coffin." He commented.

The system agreed: "It's a bit."

Fuhe was stuffed inside, mixed with a whole team of Double Ninth Festival ceremonies, and drove through the palace gate steadily and mightily.

In Kunding Palace.

Empress Ji sat at the head, rewarded the secret doctor who handled the affairs properly, and summoned her confidantes, and said: "Remember, when you arrive at the old emperor's uncle's residence in Jinyang, you will personally escort this 'gift' to the palace. No one is allowed to let go of the red land in the north, the farther you send it, the better."

The confidant took the order and left.After a while, a court lady in the palace pushed aside the curtain on one side of the wall, and with a tug, pulled out the trembling old woman.

The old woman rolled to the ground, shrunk into a ball, and buried her head firmly in the hollow of her knees.

Empress Ji approached her slowly, with a mocking expression on her face: "I can't move Cheng'er's people, don't you know what you are?"

She walked around the old woman lying on the ground: "I still remember that in Pingji, you were a favored imperial concubine who went on tour, and although I was in my boudoir, I was the Empress Dafan who was about to be crowned. "Paused, and smiled strangely, "It seems that you and I are only a few years apart, why is our appearance so different now?"

"Are you still full of thought that you can accompany the driver because of the disaster in your hometown, and the Holy One has mercy?"

Of course, the old woman who lost her tongue could not give any answer. More than 20 years of inhuman torture had made her see the terrible face of the person in front of her.

The old woman was not as old as she looked, but her eyes were cloudy and her urine was uncontrollable.

Empress Ji looked at her indifferently for a while, and said softly: "It's just making a wedding dress for someone else, let her be relieved."

Gu Xincheng hosted a banquet and invited Tan Yuan, the commander of the garrison army, over again.

He could already tell that Tan Yuan belonged to the queen.This person is slippery and greedy, so if he plays around a bit, he can also be used by him.

Three out of ten of the unannounced visit list listed by Emperor Fan Xing had been completely removed by him.The rest of those who were unlucky and suspected by the king, and those who were dedicated to serving the people, Gu Xincheng didn't move, but there were ways to make them stand on his side.

"Master Gu is really better than blue." Tan Yuan sat on the seat with a puffed belly and laughed, "You have a great trick."

Gu Xincheng poured out the golden bottle of jade liquid, and said with deep meaning: "Commander Tan has stood in a high position in the garrison for ten years and has not fallen. He is the real one-handed eye, supporting the sea and holding the sky."

Let's stop talking about each other.

Tan Yuan gulped down the fine wine, scratched and creaked his nest, and his tone seemed to be complaining: "It's boring to just sit."

Fatty Tan's preferences, of course, Gu Xincheng found out clearly, he patted his palms lightly, and a stream of famous prostitutes and singers rushed in: "I've prepared it for you earlier."

The lingering sound of the pipa strings lingered, and when the wine was full, Tan Yuan even stepped onto the high stage, his cheeks flushed, and danced leisurely with the girls.Hugging left and right, so happy.

One of them, a stunning woman wearing a black veil, was very familiar. Under the rhythm of the strings and dance steps, she danced and danced, cleverly avoiding intimate contact with Fatty Tan several times.

In the interval, he tilted his head to Gu Xincheng who was in the audience and nodded quietly. A snow-white soft bird lightly touched the back of Tan Yuan's head, and in the next moment he left the dance group like a wild goose wanting to refuse but still welcome. The scratching made Tan Yuan's whole body go numb: "Don't go, beauty, beauty!"

It was Qu Jingzhi who was lurking in the Kabuki team.

All kinds of movements did not stop until midnight, Qu Jingzhi walked out of the guest room with a face of chills, and came to the hall, where there were Gu Xincheng and Fu Lanyu who had been waiting for a long time.

Gu Xincheng had no expression on his face, while Fu Lanyu's eyes were full of concern and pity, and he ran over eagerly when he saw someone: "It's all right, did the fat man treat you rudely, which hand touched it, I'll destroy his right away." That pig's trotter!"

Qu Jingzhi was successfully amused, and after a while he said solemnly: "Fatty has a strict mouth, but your medicine is also very effective. I have got everything I can get out of it."

Gu Xincheng shifted his gaze to her: "Let's talk about you first."

Qu Jingzhi shook his head: "Actually, it's all the same thing. My father's death was caused by the game of imperial power, and the cause of Gu Zaifu's death was related to it. Seven years ago, Emperor Fanxing sent the late emperor's younger brother, that is, That lame King Jin was summoned from Jinyang for a while."

"Those who don't know think that it's a piece of filial piety by the current emperor, who can't bear the misery of the lonely and disabled emperor in his later years. But Tan Yuan, who is the commander of the garrison army, knows the inside story. At that time, Emperor Fanxing couldn't sleep for half a month. I'm always afraid that there will be ghosts lying on the imperial city and claiming his life."

"He was afraid of the theory of resentment, so he coaxed King Jin, who also has the blood of the royal family, into the palace in order to give him retribution for this crime."

As soon as these words came out, Fu Lanyu frowned tightly, and couldn't help saying: "The glory of the royal family is really made of flesh and blood."

On the other hand, Gu Xincheng didn't have a big reaction, because he had already expected everything: "You two have worked hard."

Qu Jingzhi has been in the Jianghu all year round, so he doesn't care about these things, he just said: "I am still more worried about Mr. Duan, it has been more than a month since he entered the palace."

Fu Lanyu also said: "It is true that the medicines I prepared were given in without a hitch, but who can guarantee that they really got into the mouths of patients."

Gu Xincheng didn't show it on his face, but the two of them talked about what was on his mind.

That's right, it's been more than a month. Is the person he wanted to protect safe and sound?

The policies in the study that he had read dozens of times had already been deeply engraved in his mind, but he still couldn't get enough of them.

The begonias in the north withered earlier than those in the south. At this time, even the last stubble had withered cleanly, leaving only a thin one, which was kept in the greenhouse built by the gardener, barely maintained, and slowly bloomed. .

'Don't wait for no flowers and broken branches', right?

Although Emperor Fanxing entrusted Gu Xincheng with important tasks, he became more and more estranged from him.As if he was worried about something, even when he went to court, the eyes that looked over him were extremely scrutinizing.

Gu Xincheng knew that his recent actions were too fast and obvious, and he began to arouse the suspicion of the old emperor.He is also a monarch who has been in power for more than 20 years. With a little effort, he can detect some subtle changes in the political structure.

But it is a pity that Gu Xincheng did a good job finishing the work, and there is no reason to be caught.

Although the fourth prince is only in his teens, he is the most outstanding prince among all the princes. Under the guidance of Gu Xincheng, he made great contributions in eradicating the bandits in the Jiangbei area, and was called "virtuous" by the local people.

His son's reputation overwhelmed his father's, and Emperor Fanxing couldn't sit still.Attention has been diverted a lot. For a while, the fourth son who has made political achievements must be suppressed, and for a while, the third son who is prominent in the mother clan will be beaten.The sixth prince is younger, and as an old man, he has always been doted on, but he often has an illusion that the seemingly innocent and cute little son is really not interested in that seat at all?

Didn't he ever think about competing with the two older brothers above?

Emperor Fanxing himself was the second son, and the first emperor lived a long life, so he has been a frail prince for more than 30 years.In order to successfully succeed to the throne, there are many dirty things behind the scenes.The political affairs of the previous dynasty were already overwhelming, and they were also suspicious and flustered.However, on the bright side, he has to play a good father who loves deeply and takes responsibility.

It was such an excellent timing for Gu Xincheng to donate medicine for the second time.

Emperor Fanxing stayed awake for several days, staring at him with bloodshot eyes, "Is the blood of the Yuheng clan added to it?"

Gu Xincheng nodded: "Yes." The lie was not at all plausible.

"I want you to hand over Duan's son, why not? You want to disobey the holy order?"

"I'm afraid that the holy majesty will bear the eternal infamy, and I wish to share your worries." Nothing leaks.

Just like his father.

It is obviously a knife of his own, but it still seems to have the self-will of the knife, which is indestructible and difficult to suppress.

Emperor Fanxing closed his eyes and accepted it.The imperial doctor couldn't tell the difference between it and the previous prescription, so when there was no one around, he directly grabbed the eunuch next to him and asked him to drink it.

Aging is a thing of powerlessness to the extreme.It was always entangled between Fan Xingdi's bones and flesh, grinding him so that he could not have a good dream every night.

But even after drinking this bowl of ice-cold soup that was completely cooled, the big stone in his heart still did not let go.

Sometimes when I wake up in the middle of the night, I have to carefully check whether the loose skin has changed, and whether the things between the legs can be as proud as when I was young.

Unfortunately, no change.There was no sign of any rejuvenation in him.

At the Lidong Banquet, Emperor Fanxing was furious because of the worms in the beef and mutton in the tribute dishes. In front of all his children and nobles, he threw a glass of wine directly on Empress Ji's palace boots for the first time.

The luminous lamp swirls and rolls on the golden-red Saigon carpet, and is finally held up by a black-bottomed men's boot embroidered with silver trim, pressing down on the sole of the foot.Gu Xincheng stared at the head, silent like a handsome statue.

The people below were all silent, silently looking up.

A slap in the face, definitely a slap in the face!It was the faces of Ji and Gu's family that were hit.

Empress Ji tried her best to hide the trembling fingers in her sleeves, and the armor pinched round and round in her palm.She lowered her head and forbearance pleaded guilty to the emperor: "It's my concubine's negligence, please appease your anger."

Gu Xincheng also got up and bowed, "Your Majesty, calm down."

What Emperor Fan Xing despises the most at the moment is the face of the aunt and nephew.He didn't respond, which was the default neglect.

The beef and mutton were removed, and the banquet continued as usual, but the whole place was quiet, and the touch of a cup could make a big commotion.Everyone stopped talking and made eye contact in unison.

Empress Ji was like a light on her back, her forehead was soaked in sweat, and under her makeup was a distorted hatred.Ha, they are all watching jokes behind her back.

The lights of Kunding Palace stayed on all night.

On the second day, Empress Ji couldn't wait to call Gu Xincheng into the palace.Without heavy make-up or fancy clothes, the woman with her hair draped over her face haggardly grabbed the man's arm: "Cheng'er, what should I do, what should I do?"

"Auntie, be safe and don't be impatient."

How could Ji Shuting calm down? She studied it all night and almost went crazy. She completely lost her previous dignified demeanor.

With tears in her eyes and tears in her eyes: "He clearly promised me that the position of empress will never be given to another person."

The mother of a country, who has held such a position and power for more than 20 years, has long since become an addiction, and the slightest sign of trouble scares her.

While comforting the woman, Gu Xincheng softly said, "Auntie, I will help you."

"It's just that I have to see Duan Fuhe who is intact."

The woman's crying stopped suddenly.She also suddenly realized that the young man in front of her might have been trying to get rid of her control, and she was about to succeed.

After a silence, Empress Ji slowly raised her hand, and gave Gu Xincheng a slap that was neither light nor heavy.

She stared at the young man with disappointment for a while, then brushed her drooping temples behind her ears, and said softly: "He is in Jinyang, maybe farther away. You have to help me first, otherwise, don't talk about people, the corpse will be yours." Don't even think about seeing it."

Fuhe didn't know where he was, his score went up and down, and he even lost his positioning function.

As soon as the person stopped taking the medicine, something went wrong and he coughed up blood.

His guards even suspected that he had tuberculosis, so he would be unable to do his job after death, so he invited a doctor to come and see him.

A barefoot doctor from Chidi in the north came and shook his head when he got his pulse: "I won't live long, I won't live long."

Seeing Fuhe's blind and dumb look, Xu Shi felt a little pity in his heart, and reminded him specially: "Let your family prepare for the funeral early, when the snowstorm outside the customs comes, no one wants to come to your house in the cold weather." Condolences."

Fu Wo: "..." I thank you for your kindness.

He couldn't speak by himself, but there was no shortage of complaints in his mind and the system: "Aren't all the doctors in this world lacking a clue?"

The system is not in the mood to chat with him, because now it can sell some puff pastry to Fuhe, and the rest of its functions have completely failed.

"Host, is our mission about to fail?"

Fuhe didn't take it seriously, and said in a sloppy tone: "Think about the good. Maybe someone is looking for me all over the world right now."

His eyes were so badly injured that he couldn't see at all, so he simply kept them closed.No one would guard against a blind man. After seeing his illness, he can still let the wind outside for a while, and feel the rough and cold wind in the red ground that can pierce the skin and bones.

It seems that it is really going to snow.

Fuhe wrapped up his little jacket tightly, afraid of getting typhoid fever, so he went back to the small black room obediently.

As soon as he entered the room, he was embraced by a pair of cool and strong hands.

Fowler: "...!"

The owner of the hand did not speak, but trembled.

Fuhe buried himself in the arms of the visitor with a dazed expression, his nose was itchy, and he rubbed against the other person's clothes subconsciously.

I can't help thinking: shaking like this, it turns out that I don't wear enough.