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King Fu remembered that he was almost boiled into soup by the rebels, and couldn't help crying. He rolled up clumsily, knelt on the bed, and kowtowed to the emperor from afar.

"The rest of the princes, as well as His Royal Highness King Lao Fu, helped His Majesty persuade him a little bit," the prince said with a smile.

"This king is obliged to do so." Fu Wang sued his fat face, but he was very responsible.

Sun Chuanting and Eunuch Wang came out, and after leaving the courtyard, they asked quietly: "Eunuch Wang, where is your majesty?"

"Going to your place" Wang Gonggong looked at him with a smile.

The steady scholar almost jumped up. He blinked and stared at the prince for a long time before he calmed down, nodded and smiled gratifiedly.

"Your Majesty is very strategic!"

The next day, King Fu cleared up [-] hectares of land and placed tens of thousands of rebels Gao Yingxiang surrendered for Daming.

The relaxed King Fu held a string of Buddhist beads tightly in his hand, and personally sent Wang Gonggong and Sun Chuanting ten miles outside the city.

"Elder-in-law, please tell your majesty that this king will give out porridge and meals every day, relieve the victims of disasters, and pray for his father, queen, mother and concubine in the underworld. May the two gods get out of the predicament as soon as possible and become immortals. The letters to the other brothers are also very important. It’s been sent out, please don’t worry Your Majesty.”

Eunuch Wang smiled, then took out a piece of writing from his right chest, and handed it to King Fu.King Fu took it, unfolded it, and saw that there were four big characters written on it: "Fu Lu Shuangquan".

Fu Wang's fat body trembled violently.

"His Royal Highness Fu, Your Majesty asked your servants to tell His Highness that only when the people of the world have both good fortune and good fortune, can my Zhu family have good fortune and good fortune, and only my family will have good fortune and good fortune tomorrow." The prince wanted to look serious, and wanted to stare at him. Fu Wang's eyes, but after searching for a long time, he did not see him open, so he turned to his forehead and said the emperor's words seriously.

A tear flowed from the bottom of his forehead, Fu Wang turned around with difficulty, and cupped his hands to the north to thank him.

King Fu, who came back from the ghost gate, changed his temper and became a devout Buddhist. At the same time, until his death, he maintained a lofty worship of the present day. The emperor who was boiled into Fulu soup by the refugees is not the real emperor, what is that?

Since the real dragon emperor said that his father, queen, mother and concubine were punished in the underworld because of their grandchildren's excessive taxation and not loving the people, then according to what the real dragon emperor said, he should be rich to the people. suffer?

Hmph, not only myself, but also those incompetent princes, this king will keep an eye on you, and if there are any illegal actions, let's see how I will deal with you.

The relatives of Da Mingzi all took away the edges and corners and changed their surnames to Buddha. It became a new comparison item to see whose family built more porridge sheds.

The most unexpected result of this matter is that Fu Wang, who was fat into a ball, slowly lost weight. When Gu Yue saw him again a few years later, he saw those eyes that resembled Chongzhen, and he was a little bit tired. A delicate taste.

Isn't that right, how could the child who was put on the tip of his heart by Emperor Wanli and Concubine Zheng become disabled?

The loess was all over the sky. On a narrow path, there was a sound of horseshoes. More than a dozen people came galloping on tall horses. The leader, the man in blue, looked happy. When he saw a peach forest in front of him, he stopped his horse and walked in.

The weather was very hot, Gu Yue dismounted, took the fan from the guard, and walked into the peach garden while fanning. The garden was very quiet. Although the trunks of several old peach trees were cracked, the peaches were plump. In the deep well, an old man was drawing water and pouring it on the roots of peach trees.

A guard stepped forward and politely expressed his willingness to buy some peaches and take a rest here.

The old man didn't answer, he pointed to his mouth, and then to a big tree in the distance.

Originally unable to speak, Gu Yue nodded towards him, walked in the direction he pointed, and when he was approaching the big tree, a burst of hearty laughter came.

Gu Yue turned around and saw two young scholars sitting opposite each other under the tall camphor tree, drinking wine, and two little maids fanning them aside. the taste of.

Hearing the movement, the two young men raised their heads, and Gu Yue hurriedly cupped his hands to salute: "It's hot weather, I came here to ask for some water, I didn't expect to disturb the two of you."

The boy directly opposite smiled heartily, and ordered the little girl to bring a chair for Gu Yue to sit down and drink, and ordered to pick some peaches for the group of guards to eat.

The two teenagers are both eighteen or nineteen years old, about the same age as Chongzhen, one looks bright and bright, the other has a sullen face, quietly, very taciturn.

"Little brother Kunshan Gu Jiang, this is my good friend Huang Zongxi, I don't know how to call you brother?" The bright young man cupped his hands towards Gu Yue.

"My surname is Zhu, and I just came from Luoyang." Gu Yue replied sincerely and with some reservations, but the names of these two teenagers sound a little famous.

Gu Yue carefully searched Chongzhen's life script in his mind, and found that he had nothing to do with these two people, and then he reviewed his historical knowledge without giving up, a white light flashed, and a more famous name jumped out.

Gu Yanwu, the pioneering literary master in the early Qing Dynasty who made a special trip to worship Chongzhen six times, and Huang Zongxi, was one of the three famous Confucianists at that time.

The rise and fall, everyone is responsible.

This sentence, which has been used throughout my whole hot-blooded high school in my previous life, rang in my ears like a spring thunder at this moment.

But the young man who said these words was looking at himself curiously, and very coolly took pieces of sliced ​​peach meat from the little girl's hand with his mouth.

A young man is in vain if he is not romantic.

"Brother Zhu, my younger brother has heard about your family's affairs. In fact, this is good. The whole world belongs to your Zhu family, and you still care about what you do with the things outside of you." Gu Jiang chewed on the peach meat and comforted her. This young master of the Zhu family who seems to have been hit hard.

Is this treating the emperor as the son of King Fu?Gu Yue lowered his head, in front of these two great talents, should he be open and honest, and show his identity.

But Gu Jiang, who was very talkative, spoke again. He looked at Mr. Zhu who was bowing his head, and taught him very rudely: "Although I met Brother Zhu for the first time, I saw that you have a noble face, unlike your unruly father. Wang, look at you descendants of the Zhu family, you can't govern a country with literature, and you can't make peace with martial arts, what else do you do besides eating and counting money to play with women?"

Gu Yue raised his head, blinked his eyes, his eyes showed gratitude, young man, you really know how to speak, this is exactly what I mean.

Seeing that the young man surnamed Zhu was listening to her words very seriously, Gu Jiang probably thought that a child could be taught, and even after drinking two glasses of wine, she spoke with a somber face.

"You Zhu family, that is, your emperor's cousin is still like a man. He is only 19 years old. As soon as he came to power, he killed the Wei party and kept the court clean. A few days ago, he personally killed four corrupt officials and returned the food. Yumin, you, don't hang out in Luoyang, go to Beijing, ask your cousin for a small official, you can always do something for the country."

Gu Yue is a little shy, is he so good?

While Gu Jiang was speaking, another young man, Huang Zongxi, kept looking at him calmly. Seeing that the young man surnamed Zhao was blushing, he asked aloud, "Dare to ask Brother Zhu, what's your name?"

"Zhu Youjian" Gu Yue replied honestly, staring back with a pair of calm eyes.

The peach garden was very quiet, only the sound of Gu Jiang chewing the peach meat was left. After a while, this sound also disappeared. Gu Jiang looked at Gu Yue in surprise with a mouthful of peach meat in her mouth.

Gu Yue smiled, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and took a sip.

Seeing that the two who finally reacted wanted to salute, Gu Yue hurriedly stopped them.

"Going out, there is no need for big gifts. Both of you are great talents. I hope to see you in the Golden Palace this fall."

After all, they were still teenagers, and the two blushed with excitement as they stared straight at the emperor whom they had just taught a lesson.

But this emperor who was the same age as him was obviously much more stable. He drank wine calmly and chatted peacefully about what he had seen and heard on the road, very friendly.

Before leaving, he had to ask the guards to leave the money for eating peaches, and smiled to see that he accepted it before he got on his horse and left.

The two of them kept seeing the cloud of dust going away before they turned their heads and looked at each other. They didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

"Brother Gu, are you going?"

"Go, why not go, the world will rise and fall, everyone is responsible, let's go together."

"it is good!"

Gu Yue was still worried until he had been away for a long time. The reason why Gu Yanwu had pioneering talents in literature and other disciplines was that he had experienced the ruin of his country and his family. Will there be one more insignificant official and one less talented Confucian?

It hurts his brain to think about it, and he didn't come to a conclusion, who cares, I don't want to hang myself, the people will starve to death, if you are a talent, you have to come out to work, hum!

Along the way, the loess was all over the sky, and Gu Yue ran so that his mouth was full of dirt. At any rate, the green crops growing sporadically in the fields beside the road gave this yellow land a little hope. When he arrived in Taiyuan, as soon as he entered the post, he told the guards: " Take a shower first."

It wasn't until it was time to check out that Gu Yue was told that the money spent in the bath was three times the money spent in the hotel. This, this is too deceitful.

But the waiter in the shop confidently stated that this is the price set by the governor, and if he has any opinions, he can go to the Yamen to raise it.

Sun Chuanting?This scholar is very aggressive in doing things.

When I walked to the street, I saw people carrying water in jars and walking home like golden dolls. I regretted how extravagant and wasteful it was to use two buckets of water to bathe just now.

Looking at the appearance of the common people on the street who haven't washed their faces for several months, Gu Yue worried that when he arrived at the government office, there would be a room full of gray people, with only two eyes and one mouth exposed, and no one could tell who was who. , Moreover, if I wash myself so cleanly and fragrantly, will I be regarded as a fool?

Gu Yue walked more and more slowly, just as he was hesitating whether to grab a handful of loess from the side of the road and sprinkle it on his face, a group of people hurriedly ran up ahead.

The leader is none other than Sun Chuanting.

God is pitiful, except for the blue clothes on his body, this Master Sun is not dirty or clean, but his face is quite fair.