I refuse this box lunch

After seeing Fuhe's current situation, Gu Xincheng dared not speak, nor did he dare to make big moves.Hugging someone is like hugging a ball of snow that is about to melt.

Even though the boy was wrapped in a thick jacket, he still looked fragile and thin. His palm-sized face stretched out his fur collar innocently and blankly, and he held a crooked tree branch in his hand. He had to fumble all the way.

The red color on the cloak quickly faded away, as if it had released a strange force, which froze Gu Xincheng's heart and deeply hurt his eyes.

Complicated and varied emotions came to my mind all at once.The man's hands trembled, not from cold, but from fear.

This fear comes from life and death.The more human beings cannot fight against something, the more it can arouse the instinctive fear of being a human being.

Gu Xincheng's relatives passed away one by one, and the separation between life and death was still something he could not easily face.

Who is to blame.

He had only himself to blame for coming too late.

But even if the boy couldn't see, he curled up obediently in his arms with an expected calm on his face.

Gu Xincheng thought of everything he had experienced during this period of time, the ups and downs in the officialdom, intrigues, relatives who turned against each other, and gaps... Suddenly he also got a little peace from it.

There are as many people in this world who seek to climb the ladder of heaven, and even fewer want to combine wealth and power.He once asked himself why he came to the north for this journey, and felt the existence of Huai, the answer seemed to have become clearer.

Lugging someone into his arms was an unconscious act of remorse and self-blame. After he realized something was wrong, he let go of him, but changed his way to carefully hug him horizontally and steadily sent him to the couch in the room.

He didn't say a word during the whole process, and focused on helping the boy take off his boots and cover his quilt, burning charcoal and lighting incense.

The house is too small, the land is not flat enough, and the carbon is poor.

The more I think about it, the more pity I feel.

During the movement, he suddenly felt a foreign object in his arm, and Gu Xincheng took it out, which was the sleeping fragrance that he put in his sleeve specially before leaving.

He himself often uses it because of poor sleep, and the teenager also casually mentioned it one day, this fragrance smells very good.

"System, what is he doing?" Fuhe lay straight, as if he just thought of playing a blind man who had just lost his sight.So he turned his head and rolled his eyes uneasily a few times, vividly demonstrating the helplessness that a blind person should have.

The system said in a daze, "It's burning incense."

"Oh." Fuhe's voice was beautiful, "It's time to sleep."

Empress Ji asked Gu Xincheng to help her consolidate her position, but she still had reservations about Fuhe's real whereabouts.

After all, the palace is not a place where he, a foreign minister, can make decisions. He has to be cautious about what to investigate and what to do.

Tan Yuan accidentally revealed the truth when he was drunk: "You are still young, and your wings are not plump enough."

Gu Xincheng was not angry, because he was right.Being fledgling is his pain point and also his helplessness.

For dozens of nights, he has been tossing and turning, exhausted, and only regrets that his power has not yet reached the peak, and he cannot do what he wants to do immediately.The people sent to Jinyang went in three batches and searched the whole city, but they still couldn't find anyone.

Empress Ji no longer wants to see him, and every time she asks to see him, she will be turned away.

Gu Xincheng longs for power, but he will not be enslaved by it like Ji Shuting.

Power will become his help, leveling mountains and seas, stepping rivers and rivers.

With such thoughts and thoughts in mind, the people in the capital soon discovered that Gu Xincheng was in a terrific situation—the speed of his promotion was incomparable.

Ji's family is a rich family of merchants. After Mr. Ji's death, the property was controlled by his aunt and nephew.Gu Xincheng has studied diligently for more than ten years, and he has learned not only literary talent and political theory, but also business strategies and account analysis.To put it simply, Xueba knows everything.

Gu Xincheng's strikes were accurate and ruthless, and he found out many cadavers and rotten beetles from the officials of the DPRK and the Central Committee.The aristocratic family is entrenched, the tree is big and deeply rooted, and intricate, so naturally he can't move them alone.

But in the unannounced visit list, there are many who are willing to return Gu Xincheng's favor.The few veterans in the cabinet who are quite optimistic about him are also willing to help him before retiring and returning to his hometown, but how can Tan Yuan and his like reject the charm of money.Even the old matriarch, after his illness improved, followed suit and wrote a long memorial.

Getting rid of traitors is a great achievement, not to mention that the family monopoly has long been a drawback of the regime, even if it only shakes some of its stability, Emperor Fanxing will be very happy.Not to mention, those private wealth that go to the national treasury.

Contrary to what Empress Ji was worried about, Emperor Fanxing liked the Ji family a lot after his financial problems were refilled.With a broad heart and a fat body, he even glowed with some brilliance.

After all, it is a good thing to not eat soft rice.

And Gu Xincheng really has both ability and political integrity for all to see, so it's all right to give him that seat.

The fresh and warm new Zaifu had just taken office, and he left the matter to the equally fresh and warm Zhili subordinate——Zhao Fengqi, so he searched for Jinyang and headed north without stopping.

Zhao Fengqi's writing is sharp, and he was merciless when attacking Gu Xincheng at the beginning, but his heart is in the community, regardless of personal grievances, he is an out-and-out loyal minister.The ability is also remarkable, Gu Xincheng made the best use of everything, leaving a lot of trivial matters aside for the examination.

But he was still too late.

Letters from Beidi were difficult to get through, and Empress Ji's order to her confidants was "No one is allowed to die, and no one is allowed to appear in front of me again", so correspondence became completely unnecessary.

That confidant even thought about it, although the Northland is barren, but he is the queen's person, and the rewards for this matter will not be spent.In the few years waiting for this sick young man to die of illness, it doesn't matter if he marries as many wives as he likes and has as many children as he wants.

Compared to his confidant's longing for the future, Gu Xincheng was full of bitterness.He lit the incense lightly with his hands and feet, without turning his head, but every breath of the young man behind him could make his heart tremble.

The person who used to play tricks, quarrel with him, advise him, and coax him to eat, but I haven't seen him for more than a month, how did he become what he is now?

He has made so many preparations, has this flower still not stayed for him after all?

Gu Xincheng's brows were frowned into a pimple, and he didn't even feel the incense ash falling on the back of his hand.