Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

Under the pouring rain, Jun Ziyou and Xiao Beicheng both knelt in front of the Imperial Study Hall, looking at each other speechlessly.

The sudden heavy rain relieved Junziyou's red and swollen cheeks from the pain a little. The rain ran down the tips of his hair and soaked into his eyes, making it so sour that he couldn't open them.

Seeing him like this, Xiao Beicheng only said sarcastic words: "Why are you crying, as a courtier, can't you even bear this kind of grievance?"

"My lord, are you not angry that I hurt you this time with my unauthorized actions?"

"Angry? What's the use of being angry? It's as if the king is angry, so he doesn't need to kneel here. What I want to think about at the moment is not whether the king is angry, but how to make the emperor calm down. You and I are confidants, and we share joys and sorrows. Why not, if you are really angry, this king is also angry with yourself who failed to detect your dangerous thoughts in time and did not stop them in time."

"Can……"

"There's nothing wrong with it. I didn't feel wronged at all when I knelt here first, and you didn't feel wronged at all when you made mistakes."

Wiping the rainwater off his face, Xiao Beicheng looked at the soft and warm light in the palace, and sighed: "I didn't tell you the truth earlier, I took it for granted. The situation between the court and the court has been stalemate for many years, and the emperor hates it." With the queen mother covering the sky with one hand, he supported the Marquis Ding'an, who also held great power, to face her. Before the queen mother lost power, the emperor would not touch the Hou's mansion lightly, otherwise he would uproot his own foundation. But you, for the sake of A few insignificant cases have come to you, exposed people's old background, and now it is difficult to end, the emperor will definitely want to kill you to vent his anger."

"But my lord, the lives of high-ranking officials and rich people are their lives, isn't it the lives of ordinary people? There are some people who spend money like water, and others who live like death and struggle hard. Is it true that there are all kinds of things in the world?"

Xiao Beicheng quietly looked at Jun Ziyou who questioned him, seeing the true feelings in the man's eyes, and suddenly realized that he was wrong.

He avoided the man's gaze and sighed, "I only know that your life is more important than anyone else's in my eyes."

"So after the Dongchuang incident, you are willing to face all this with me, instead of getting rid of my trouble and protecting yourself wisely."

The gentleman smiled, looked up at the gloomy sky, quietly stretched out his hand, and stuffed it in Xiao Beicheng's palm.

"My lord, there is something I've wanted to ask for a long time."

"After holding back for so long, I'm not in a hurry, just bear with it."

"No, I'm going to ask now."

Too late, maybe no chance.

Realizing that Xiao Beicheng was deliberately avoiding, Junziyou tugged at his sleeve, probably to make him turn around and face him.Xiao Beicheng was still dodging, so he knelt a few steps forward, kissed the man, and didn't mind at all that he was only ten steps away, Eunuch Huan saw his movements clearly.

After the kiss was over, Xiao Beicheng wanted to pull away, but Junziyou grabbed his neckline tightly, refusing to let him take half a step back.

Under the gloomy night, only a flash of thunder can reflect their mutual expressions.

An unspeakable sadness suddenly appeared on the gentleman's face, he grabbed Xiao Beicheng, closed his eyes and threw himself into the man's arms, saying: "Qingjue, hug me."

The watch word that no one except the emperor has ever evoked touched the softness in Xiao Beicheng's heart.

He hesitantly embraced the man, hugged Jun Ziyou's cold body from the rain, and wiped the rain off his face, as if he was about to blurt out a thousand words.

However, when the words came to his lips, there was only one sentence left: "You are not in good health, I will go and ask the emperor for mercy, and allow you to enter the palace to talk."

"It doesn't matter, no matter how heavy the punishment is, I will admit it. I just want... the prince to hug me. Even in front of the emperor, I want to be presumptuous this time, because..."

Jun Ziyou closed his mouth in time, and the words he swallowed later became the suspense that tormented Xiao Beicheng for several years.

Xu was a kind eunuch who reported the situation outside. After a while, Emperor Yuan received Jun Ziyou, seeing him kneeling in the hall and shivering uncontrollably, thinking that he was suffering from an old illness, he gave him a wrap blanket.

Emperor Yuan has always been soft-hearted, not to mention that Jun Ziyou was single-handedly pulled up by him, and he really couldn't bear it if something went wrong.

He hesitated to speak several times, seeing Junziyou trembling so badly, he had to choke back his words, ordered Huan Yigong to move a charcoal brazier, and took advantage of the latter's gap to go to Junziyou's side, tightly holding the towel Wiping the drops of water from his hair, he said anxiously: "This scene is hard for you. You were beaten and rained again. Your body can't take it anymore."

The gentleman said: "Your Majesty, please rest assured, my humble minister will not even be able to bear this bit of hardship."

"You know the current affairs, and you know that the Queen Mother is pressing hard, so I can only get along with Marquis Ding'an to fight with her."

"This minister understands the emperor's difficulties. This is the intention of allowing the queen mother to win over this minister since he entered the court. It is to let the minister's deeds against Zhende gambling house, Southwest Commercial Bank, and Ding'an Hou's mansion be recorded on the queen mother's head. Not the prince. Now that the political situation is in turmoil, if you want them to fight with each other and gain the benefits of being a fisherman, you must gain the trust of Marquis Ding'an. The easiest and most effective way is to deal with me who acted without authorization and did not obey the emperor's orders. Dali Temple Shaoqing."

"Your Majesty..."

"Although I have already expected that the emperor will let the minister who disturbed King Jin's marriage be spared for today's plan, but I still thank the emperor from the bottom of my heart for leaving such happy memories in my life."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his head and kowtowed to the emperor three times, then got up, took off the blanket, walked outside, and muttered in his mouth: "Some people are alive, but they disdain power over the world, above ten thousand people. My humble minister... Thank you, Your Majesty."

Seeing his leaving back, Emperor Yuan felt very melancholy, turned back and supported the table, and said ignorantly to the flowers hidden behind the screen: "I always feel that he seems to have already realized the consciousness of death, it is I... killed him."

Hua Bushi replied: "Maybe, he just obeyed his own destiny, and he can't blame others for that."

Emperor Yuan couldn't bear it, as soon as the man went out, he quickly walked to the gate of the palace and looked out.

I saw Jun Ziyou stretching out his hand to Xiao Beicheng who was still kneeling on the ground, and he didn't know where to look, and persuaded in a hoarse voice: "My lord, don't wait, even if you wait until tomorrow morning, the emperor may not see you."

"The king's heart is still undecided, and there is still room for change. I can't just watch you die, you go back and rest, don't bother me."

Junziyou really followed his will, turned around and left without delay, even without Xiao Beicheng's persuasion.

Emperor Yuan understood his nephew's stubborn temper, and immediately sent someone to send them both back to the mansion, but they still couldn't impress Xiao Beicheng, who was eager to save people.

He knelt outside the imperial study all night in a daze, until the heavy rain stopped when it was dark, and Emperor Yuan, who had also waited in the room all night, shook his head and extinguished the lamp wick, sighing: "It really will give me a problem, that's all. The official of Junziyou, someone will soon kill him to avoid nights and dreams. King Jin alone cannot protect him. But if I say to protect him, all the efforts I have made before will be in vain. You say What should be done."

Hua Bushi served the emperor by his side, looking at his face, he knew what was on his mind.

"The humble official thinks that there is no way to keep him alive, but it may not be safe. There are few universal methods in the world. Between the two choices, the emperor will naturally give priority to the country. Thinking about it this way, the humble official has a solution."

"Speak quickly."

"Nowadays, everyone in the capital knows that Junziyou's ability is not limited to solving difficult and miscellaneous cases. Since this is the case, why doesn't the emperor try to start from the other side..."

At daybreak, Emperor Yuan obeyed Hua Buzhidao's suggestion, and issued an order to expel the guests, ordering Xiao Beicheng, who had been negligent, to return to the mansion to reflect on himself, and close the door to contemplate his mistakes.

As for the gentleman who disobeyed the emperor's order and angered Longwei, he was dismissed from office and ordered to escape into the Taoist sect and not enter the world.

When this word spread among the people, some people soon suspected that Jun Ziyou and the Son of Heaven had a romantic relationship. After all, the beloved concubines who made mistakes in the past were all punished to become nuns in the nunnery. The former Shaoqing of Dali Temple can also have the opportunity to regain favor.

Only those who understand the situation understand that the emperor still values ​​Jun Ziyou's talent, and letting him hide from the world is just to isolate him from the filth of officialdom, so that he can see shocking poems again.

When the queen mother heard about this incident, she regretted, "In the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the immortals were exiled, and the gentlemen of the present world travel."

Knowing that he was going to be forced to become a monk, Jun Ziyou didn't show the slightest surprise, but this time he learned to obey the emperor's orders, so he packed up his belongings that day and waited for someone from the palace to send him to Suyun Temple.

Except for the white clothes on his body, he didn't take away a single cent of the palace or the court. Even the folding fan with the words "Three Questions" written on it that he couldn't put it down stayed in the mansion. Keep it in mind."

Before leaving, he sat in front of the study for a long time, Xiao Beicheng didn't say a word inside, and he waited for that person outside.He coughed from time to time, and secretly covered his mouth with a handkerchief, wiped off the blood and hurriedly hid it in the palm of his hand, fearing that the person seeing him would only increase his worry.

In fact, the reason why Xiao Beicheng didn't want to see him was only because of self-blame, but he didn't know that by avoiding him like this, Junziyou breathed a sigh of relief.

If you don't see it, you don't worry about it, which is also wonderful.

In the end, it was Xiao Beicheng who couldn't sit still first, and stood in front of the door, his words were on his lips, but he didn't have the courage to open the door to take a look at that person.

"Going to Suyun Temple is like being in the palace. It's cold and warm and you run around barefoot. You have to take care of yourself without this king. Don't let this king worry. This king will let Dr. Jiang follow you Let’s go to Suyun Temple to live together. Listen to him more and don’t always do what you want. Also, this king has a deep friendship with Daoist Qingchen. After you go, he will take care of you for this king. Tell him what needs you need, if it is not too much, this king will satisfy you."

"My lord, if I miss you and want to see you?"

Xiao Beicheng was silent, with his palms on the carved door, how much he wanted to just push the door out and hug that person...

But he knew that if he really did this, it would only make them more reluctant to part with each other, and they could only grit their teeth and endure the suffering in their hearts.

Knowing that this question was too cruel for them, Jun Ziyou didn't force him to ask, he got up and went to the door, only looking at the blurry outline of the person in the gap was enough.

He said: "My lord, there is nothing that cannot be overcome except life and death. Today I am wronged and demoted, but in the future the court will become a mess because of me. Those who love me will live, and those who bear me will die. I Let me talk big first, if this word comes true in the future, you must... must tell me."

Xiao Beicheng suppressed his sadness, clenched his fists, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "Ziyou...stay with me for another year, even if it's only one year..."

He knew that he was at the end of his strength, and he was cruel and realistic.

But Jun Ziyou didn't know that Dr. Jiang had already told the man that his life was not long, and he nodded with hope in his heart. Suddenly, he remembered that the man was invisible, so he pushed the door open a gap and walked in. With one hand, he raised his little finger.

He said: "Okay, Qingjue, let's make a deal."