The whole world is taking my CP wrong

Lu Duoyu shuttled across the roof, and the Hanjiang King who picked him up to raise did not know where it came from. He had great internal energy and lightness skills, and he arrived within a few ups and downs.

Lu Duoyu landed in front of the gate, thought for a while, looked around to see if there was no one, then walked around to the side door, and pressed the knocker hastily to buckle it.

After a while, no one answered the door, and he was impatient. This time, he didn't have the heart to knock the door with the knocker, so he directly hammered it.

As soon as the hammer was hammered twice, someone came to answer the door in a hurry, muttering as he came: "It's almost dark, you don't go through the main door, you go to the side door, and you knock so hard, who—"

As soon as he opened the door, he was startled, Lu Duoyu's face was gloomy: "Is Mr. Xie here?"

The servant saw that although his clothes were a little dirty, they were luxurious in appearance, so he didn't dare to neglect him, and hurriedly said, "Master Xie just arrived home, are you—?"

Lu Duoyu's eyelashes drooped slightly, and there was a hint of warning in her voice: "If you want to live a long time, close this mouth carefully."

The servant shivered, said no more questions, turned around and closed the door, then led Lu Duoyu to the main hall, told him to wait a while, and went to ask Xie Guining immediately.

Xie Guining was reading a book in the study at the moment, when someone knocked on the door suddenly, the servant bowed respectfully outside: "Master Xie, there is a distinguished guest asking to see you."

Xie Guining frowned slightly: "Your guest? Who is it?"

"This..." The servant was obviously in a dilemma, "The old slave asked, but?, but? That distinguished guest said that if the old slave wants to live a long time, he should keep his mouth shut and stop asking."

Xie Guining was startled.

This tone...

As soon as he put the scroll in his hand, he hurriedly got up and walked towards the main hall, thinking as he walked, why did he really come back? !

As soon as he reached the main hall, the man turned around, Xie Guining was stunned for a moment, slowed down his steps, and said, "It's you?"

Lu Duoyu cupped his hands: "The matter is urgent, so I have to use the name of the governor first."

That's right, that sentence was completely in Jin Ziwan's tone.

Xie Guining sat on the chair in front of him, and motioned for Lu Duoyu to sit down too: "Why is Vice Governor Lu so urgent?"

Lu Duoyu said solemnly: "Dare to ask Mr. Xie, can your majesty order the selection of good families among the people for the palace draft?"

Xie Guining: "..."

Xie Guining was in disbelief: "Are you crazy?"

Seeing his reaction, Lu Duoyu had already confirmed the answer, and her expression became more serious: "I want to see Jingmo."

At the gate of Jiuwanli, a tall and thin man dressed in black stepped into the gate. He seemed to remember something, and asked the guard at the gate in a cold voice: "Did someone come just now?"

The two guards looked at each other, knelt on one knee and clasped their fists together: "Lord Huiying, the vice-supervisor came back just now."

This tall? Thick and thin man is Kongqing.

He was born extremely white, making his thin lips more ruddy than ordinary men, his eyebrows slanted into his temples, and his pair of red phoenix eyes were narrow and sharp. He glanced at him as if he was being stared at by a jackal, making people shiver unconsciously. There seemed to be a smell of blood between the nostrils.

Kong Qing smiled slightly: "What did he tell you?"

"This..." The governor on the left hesitated for a moment, and the one on the right rushed to report, "The deputy governor asked if you were in the governor, and left after knowing that you were not there. Before leaving, he said, if you ask , and said that the vice-governor hadn’t been here.”

Kong Qing nodded, the guard on the right grabbed the credit, and couldn't help but feel secretly happy, but in the next breath, he felt a suffocation, his neck was firmly locked, and he stared wide-eyed, it was he who just believed it. Kongqing who invites credit!

Kong Qing only used one hand to lift him up from the kneeling position with his neck pinched until his feet were off the ground. The guard struggled subconsciously, his feet were swinging in the air, and he let out a "hoho—— -"the sound of.

Kong Qing turned to look at him, there was a sharp blade in those red phoenix eyes: "Since Lu Duoyu told you to keep it from me, you should keep your mouth shut, understand?"

The guard's face had already turned purple, and he exhausted the last bit of strength in his body to nod desperately, Kong Qing let go of his hand, and he fell to the ground, clutching his throat and coughing heart-piercingly.

Kong Qing patted the non-existent dust on his hands, stopped looking at him, and walked into the gate of Jiuwanli.

Zuo Duwei, who hesitated for a moment just now, saw that his colleague almost lost his life because of a mistake in his mind. He only felt the cold sweat soaking through his clothes on his back.

The right governor, who was on the verge of death, was in a state of extreme confusion while coughing. He had always heard that deputy governor Lu and Mr. Ying were the most difficult to deal with, but now...

***

As the night fell slightly, a man wearing a cloak and a hood hurriedly stepped into the Prime Minister's Mansion. When he entered the main hall, he took off the hood. It's Jingmo, the head servant.

Sitting in the main hall were Lu Duoyu and Xie Guining. As soon as Jing Mo saw Lu Duoyu, he quickly asked, "Deputy Governor Lu, but what happened to Governor Jin?"

When Lu Duoyu saw Jingmo, she cupped her hands and shook her head: "No."

Jing Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

"——You have something to do."

Jing Mo was startled, Xie Guining, who was sitting in the main seat, put the teacup on the table, the crisp porcelain collided with the wooden table and made a "clang--" sound, narrowing his eyes.

***

The capital city was turbulent, but Gu Shaoxia and Jin Duzhu in Haiyue Mansion were rarely relaxed.

At the beginning, Jin Ziwan was still thinking about Haitian Mansion, and always wanted to go back early, but Gu Zhaohong said that it is useless for you to go back now, the only thing you can do now is to ask the parents of those girls to draw portraits, Gu Yin He Hanhuan is enough.

Jin Ziwan was persuaded by him, so he also followed him.

It's just that he led him to turn left and right, apparently with a destination, but he didn't say where he was going.Let Jin Ziwan arouse some curiosity.

During this journey, Gu Zhaohong's slender and strong fingers were always intertwined in Jin Jinwan's hands, and the two of them intertwined. Although they were covered by Jin Jinwan's wide sleeves, the love couldn't be covered.

After another half a cup of tea, the two walked from a small alley to the main road. There was a lot of traffic on both sides, and Gu Zhaohong led him to a shop: "Here we are."

Jin Ziwan paused in his footsteps, looked up, and saw the word "Ye Da" written on the plaque of the store.

Wind, rise, book, bureau.

Jin Ziwan: "..."

He turned to look at Gu Zhaohong suspiciously: "Your family?"

Gu Zhaohong smiled slightly: "Exactly."

"What did you bring me to your bookstore for?" Jin Ziwan frowned, suddenly seemed to think of something, narrowed his eyes with a threatening face, "If I see me and Sheng Xiyun talking in a while, you At once--"

Gu Zhaohong chuckled: "What are you thinking?"

He dragged Jin Ziwan into the bookstore, the shopkeeper of the bookstore saw his eyes light up, and hurriedly walked around from behind to bow: "Young Master."

Gu Zhaohong helped him up: "Uncle Qing, you don't have to be polite."

The shopkeeper known as Uncle Qing smiled: "Why is the young master free today?"

"I've come to Haiyue Mansion to do something," Gu Zhaohong said, "I'll take a look at the bookstore when I see it. By the way, Uncle Qing, have you finished the matter I told you last time?"

Uncle Qing looked distressed: "Young master, you have given me a problem."

At this moment, he noticed Jin Ziwan and asked, "Is this young master's friend?"

Gu Zhaohong nodded and repeated: "My best friend."

"Hahaha," Uncle Qing smiled and shook his head, "It's the first time I've seen the young master describe a person as a close friend. Come on, this young master, please come in."

While speaking, he led Gu Zhaohong and Jin Ziwan to the private room inside the bookstore.

Jin Ziwan pursed his lips and snickered, returning his best friend.

After thinking about it, he teased again: "Are you going to publish a book or something?"

Uncle Qing's ears were sharp, and he laughed loudly when he heard the words: "This young master guessed it right!"

Jin Ziwan: "..."

He was surprised: "You really want to publish a book?!"

Gu Zhaohong just laughed and said nothing, Uncle Qing hurriedly presented a blue book to Gu Zhaohong: "Young Master, I asked someone to write this, and he is also a teacher with some literary talent."

The more Jin Ziwan listened to it, the more inexplicable he became.

Gu Zhaohong took the book, flipped through it casually, put the book aside, and shook his head: "No."

Jin Ziwan was so curious that he felt like a little white cat stretched out its paw to scratch in his heart, and he simply reached out to get the book. Gu Zhaohong saw it and didn't stop him.

Jin Ziwan looked more open and aboveboard.

As soon as I opened the first page, my whole body was thunderstruck.

——For the first time, Gu Shaoxia Taoluofu spoke uprightly, and the governor Jin would not allow Shaqi to be a mediocre official.

What's this? !

Lord Governor Jin was dizzy and didn't know what to say for a while, his hand holding the book was shaking.

Seeing his shocked appearance, Gu Zhaohong couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth. No matter what time it was, teasing him every night was like teasing that little white cat with a piece of grass. .

Gu Zhaohong signaled Uncle Qing to go down first, and Uncle Qing was also a discerning person, so he saluted and went out.

Jin Zi found his voice after a while: "You wrote it?!"

"How is that possible?" Gu Zhaohong laughed, "Didn't you listen to what Uncle Caiqing said just now? It was written by a teacher with some literary talent."

Governor Jin raised his arms and covered his face with the wide sleeves of his red robe embroidered with Lingyun patterns.

In the past, when he saw the script of the conversation with Sheng Xiyun, he only felt angry and furious, purely because he was angry because of the absurdity of the speculation; but now when he saw the script of the script with Gu Zhaohong, he only felt ashamed.

Perhaps it is true that what is said in this script, and perhaps this person is his true lover.

Gu Zhaohong stood up, bent down in front of him, and pulled his arm down, but he didn't pull it for a while, and then he pulled it hard again before pulling it down. As soon as he took the sleeve away, he saw his blushing face, and he loved it: "Why are you still shy?"

Jin Ziwan slapped his hand with the strength like a kitten scratching an itch, glaring at him: "You still have the face to say it?!"

Gu Zhaohong stretched out his hands to hold his face, and whispered with a smile: "You didn't say that, if the world wonders, it can only wonder about you and me? Now I will give the world a chance to figure it out. One day, everyone will only need to mention you Jin Ziwan." , you will definitely think of me, Gu Zhaohong."

He gently held Jin Ziwan's lips, and whispered on his lips: "Is this not good?"

Although Governor Jin has a bad temper and is mean, but every time he is teased by Gu Shaoxia, his face turns red and his ears turn red. He loses the ability to refute immediately, and he is not easy to settle old scores afterwards. He is almost eaten to death.It was the same this time, he was abducted by Gu Zhaohong in a daze.

After lingering together for a while, Gu Zhaohong let him go, returned to his seat just now, picked up the book again, and sighed: "It's just that there is no one now, and the quality of the writing is not good, so it is difficult to spread it. "

Jin Ziwan had already accepted this proposal, and even felt that it would not be impossible to fight poison with poison and beat the old master to death with random punches. He picked up the teacup and put it to his lips: "Who said there is no one?"

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Guess who Jin Duzhu is talking about!