I Rely On Beauty To Stabilize The Country - Chapter 176

It is now early February, and the wind is bitterly cold. The imperial physician in the palace tried every possible means to keep the emperor’s (body shen) body in a stable state. Gu Yuanbai was also very cooperative. Fortunately, nothing happened after that except for the wind and cold that was about to kill him.

In his spare time, he tried his best to recall the plot in the play “The Minister”. “The Minister of Power” is the adaptation of “The Jade in the Palm of the Regent”. Gu Yuanbai does not understand the specific plot.

He only knows that this drama is very popular, but what is more popular than the plot is the socialist brotherhood in it.

Gu Yuanbai was in a state of “hearing, being familiar with, but not understanding” this kind of socialist brotherhood. He was also very unfamiliar with the two protagonists in the book, but after sending someone to investigate, he found these two The protagonist does not show signs of liking men so far.

Gu Yuanbai washed his face, took the towel to wipe off the water, and asked casually, “Is there a Nanfeng Pavilion in the capital?”

Tian Fusheng took the napkin in the hands of the master and replied: “Yes, I heard there are quite a few.”

Gu Yuanbai smiled, no wonder Xue Yuan only became a regent after he died.

The two protagonists in the book are both men, and neither of them is a man who can serve as a mermaid in the Nanfeng Pavilion. Xue Yuan couldn’t keep his heirs, and he didn’t have any heirs.

After his death, the future regent can only support a puppet emperor among his clan. As long as the successor is smart enough and able to endure, there may not be no chance of getting ahead.

Standing on the side, Tian Fusheng looked at the corner of Sheng’s upper lip and smiled, speculating in his heart.

The saint suddenly asked about the Nanfeng Pavilion. Does the saint also want to pamper the man?

But in the entire capital, who can be worthy of the holy family?

The saint is so noble, the people of Nanfeng Pavilion can never face the saint.

Tian Fusheng’s mind turned around, and suddenly he stayed on a person who was immortal.

Chu Wei, the son of Chu Langzhong, is the fifth-level ritual department.

*

As the Lantern Festival feast was approaching, the palace was heavily guarded. The thief who claimed to be a flower picker was interrogated severely. Two days later, he finally let go. The interrogator came to report the matter to Gu Yuanbai.

“The thief is willing to say it, just wanting to see the Lord again.”

The humanity of the interrogation: “The minister suspects that this person is ill-intentioned, and asks the saint to decide whether to see or not.”

Sheng Shang changed into a thin indigo cloak today, and his thick face (color) was draped on his body, making his skin (color) as white as snow. Hearing this, he nodded and agreed: “Bring him up, I want to see what he can say.”

After a while, someone carried the assassin up. Should be brought to the front of the holy, so the assassin was specially washed away the blood stains on his body, a prisoner’s clothes (dry gan) (dry gan) clean, but still a strong smell of blood.

Gu Yuanbai stepped forward and stood not far away: “What are you going to explain to me?”

The assassin was tried for two days, with hair sticking to his face, pale with blood loss, cracked lips (dry gan), and bloodshot eyes. The wounds on the naked (exposed) fingers are next to each other, but the eyes are extremely energetic.

Weakly said: “If Caomin said, can the saint be able to let go of the little ones?”

The assassin looked hard in Gu Yuanbai’s direction, and after seeing the saint clearly, his bloodless and haggard face slowly turned red.

Gu Yuanbai smiled upon hearing the words: “If you say it, I will let the person behind the scenes accompany you to Huangquan.”

The assassin heard this and grieved and said, “Holy God, there is really no one behind the little one.”

As Gu Yuanbai was about to speak, there was an itching in his throat. He turned sideways and coughed against his lips.

For a while, there was only his low cough in the entire palace. The assassin looked up and saw the little emperor coughing so that the corners of his eyes were wet.

The emperor who could torture him severely for two days, the Lord of the World who could look at his miserable appearance but his face (color) would not change, but his eyes would be red because of this little cough. Thinking about this, the assassin felt that The itch in my heart is deeper, like a feather scratching lightly.

The assassin said sincerely, “Holy, you really want to let the little one go quickly.”

Gu Yuanbai sneered, his voice a little hoarse because of the previous cough, “Dare to threaten me?”

The assassin shook his head, “No, but if you don’t let the little one leave, my father will break the little legs.”

Tian Fusheng snorted coldly, “Who is your father?”

The assassin grinned: “Father Li Bao, the oldest in the small family, his surname is Li Minghuan.”

There was silence in the hall, and Gu Yuanbai suddenly stepped forward. He walked to the side of the assassin with an ugly face, and squatted and pinched the assassin’s chin. “It’s my wife’s son?!”

Tian Fusheng couldn’t hide his surprise from the side. He looked at the assassin in shock. This turned out to be… This turned out to be the son of the former prince Fu Li Bao?

The assassin was almost half destroyed. He lowered his eyes to look at the fingers holding his chin on the sage. The fingertips turned white, showing how much force and anger the sage had used. The assassin smiled bitterly and said: “I made a big mistake myself, so I was punished by the sage for two days. This injury won’t be healed without lying down for a year or a half. If the sage gets angry, please ask For the sake of the little one’s initiative to inform, Shangnian spared the little one’s fate.”

Gu Yuanbai let go of him, his expression uncertain.

The assassin said in distress, “If the sage is still angry, then please let me go home and tell my father. My father has seventy years of age and cannot be frightened. After the small reply, he will be punished by the sage.”

Because of this, Gu Yuanbai could not call Li Bao to the palace to plead guilty.

Let him confess his guilt, but if he dies, this old gentleman is highly respected, and he can’t die anywhere under the emperor’s wrath.

Gu Yuanbai was alive and laughed, his (chest xiong) suffocated for a while, Tian Fusheng screamed, staggered over and stroked him to sit down.

There was chaos in the temple, and the assassin didn’t expect this to happen, he opened his eyes wide, watching a group of people around the emperor.

“He knows that I won’t tell Li Bao,” Gu Yuanbai squeezed his hands white. “He knew that I had to spare his life for his father’s face.”

Tian Fusheng said anxiously: “He assassinates (kills sha) the saint, this can kill the tribe!”

“That’s my master!” Gu Yuanbai gritted his teeth. The little emperor can ascend to the throne. Li Bao’s help is essential. The little emperor is also very close to Li Bao. What’s more, this kid is very clever and courageous. From the beginning to the end, he only said that he was a flower picking thief, and he didn’t even get close. Where did the assassination (kill sha) come from?

After a full quarter of an hour, the imperial doctor rushed to take the pulse for the emperor, and the assassin was lying on the stretcher, looking eagerly towards the crowd.

He really couldn’t move, his whole body was hurting, and seeing this scene at this time, he couldn’t help but feel worried, and he really regretted it.

The assassin gathered up his strength and said loudly, “If the sage is still annoyed, just continue to punish me, I am Li Huanjian, and I can withstand more punishments!”

I don’t know who kicked him hard and shouted sharply, “Shut up!”

After a stick of incense, Gu Yuanbai waved away the crowd with a pale face (color).

Li Huan looked at his expression and swallowed the blood in his throat.

That day, Li Huan took a brothel girl outing by the river, and both fell into the water when playing with the girl. There were reeds in the water, which could breathe. The feeling of being under the water was even more exciting, so Li Huan didn’t rush to take it. The woman got up. When he floated a head out of the water to take a breath, he happened to see the saint who was walking toward the river.

Li Huan couldn’t help but sank to the bottom. The river was muddy. He grabbed the woman in the brothel and got into the reeds. The dense reeds covered his eyes. He was afraid that the woman next to him would make any movement, so he covered her lips and locked her. Limbs, looking at the people on the shore from the gap.

The people on the shore looked down at the water, but didn’t know that there was someone in the reeds watching him.

Li Huan was clearly not underwater, but held his breath as if suffocating. He waited for the saint to leave before holding the woman ashore. Because of ignorance and nervousness, he almost killed a life.

Who knows that the person on that day is actually the Holy One? What he saw was the holy face?

Gu Yuanbai slowed down for a while, his eyes were heavy, and he asked coldly, “Who put you in the palace?”

Li Huan opened his mouth and was silent.

“Whether you say it or not, I don’t care anymore,” Gu Yuanbai, “Who knows if what you said is true or false, I will check it by myself. After finding the source, I will invite Young Master Li into the palace at that time. , See if I caught the right person.”

Shengshang said every word, every word was gentle, without a single accent, but Li Huan felt cold on his back.

Gu Yuanbai smiled again: “Come here, send Master Li to the Taifu’s Mansion, bring the best medicinal materials, and let the hundreds of palace attendants follow. Give me great fanfare and lively send people to Li’s Mansion. !”

The chief guard looked down, “The minister abides by the decree.”

“If the Taifu asks,” Gu Yuanbai, “then tell the truth. If the Taifu wants to go to the palace to plead guilty, then let him wait for his son to heal.”

“Yes.”

Li Huan smiled bitterly and was carried out of the palace by the people. This big battle might not be necessary for the saint to leave the palace.

The sage felt that the punishment for two days was not enough to vent his anger, and he planned to do something like this. He originally thought that the sage would not tell his father, so that his father would be anxious.

But I didn’t expect that in the heart of Sheng Shang, there was a feeling of affection with the father, but even if the father was mad, it was not as good as letting the Sheng down.

Now even if his father was mad at death, everyone in the world would say he was mad at him. Not only that, but I will also be grateful for the kindness of the Holy Spirit and the kindness of the Holy Spirit to the Li Mansion.

Since then, his father has no way to brazenly talk about his relationship with the saint.

“Oh,” Li Huan sighed and chatted with the people around him, “Brother Guard, if my father didn’t ask, please don’t ask Brother Guard to take the initiative.”

The guard was expressionless, faintly angry (color).

Li Huan was silent for a while, and suddenly opened his fist that had been clenched. There was a blue silk entwined in his fist. He moved the blue silk into his arms with difficulty, and looked at the horizon with a spirit.

The nine-five-year-old, the appearance of heaven and man.

Identity, rights, and the world are all occupied by that one person. The emperor raised in Daheng’s land has even hair as smooth as silk.

Next time I want to see the Lord, I am afraid that I will have to wait until the injury is healed.

*

After sending Li Huan back, Tai Fu Li Bao really wanted to enter the palace to make a plea. Gu Yuanbai disappeared and was sent back to the mansion. After three days of going back and forth, Li Bao’s vigorous spirit suddenly withered. The whole person seemed to have the twilightness of a seventy-year-old man in an instant.

Everyone who should know about Li Baosan entering the palace but not entering the palace knows, except for some well-informed people, outsiders somehow somehow overnight, Li Bao will not be liked by the emperor.

Two more days later, the guards in the palace were executed and several people were executed. The **** corpses were transported to Li’s mansion at night, and Li Bao fainted directly to the ground.

After waking up, Li Baodai sat in the ancestral hall, and after dawn, he wrote a confession letter of more than a thousand words to the saint.

After submitting this emotional and tear-jerking confession letter, Li Bao waited uncomfortably in the palace for news. His eldest son has already served as an official in the court, but his qualifications are mediocre. Now he is only wandering among the bottom, but at least he still has the hope of advanced.

But now, their family knows that they are all broken.

The elder son’s face (color) is painful, and no one’s face (color) looks good.

Li Huan was placed in the room to heal his injuries. The family members could not blame him at this time, but still resented.

Why is he so courageous to break into the palace privately?

That is the palace! It’s Ouchi! It’s where the Lord lives, how dare Li Huan? !

Li Bao looked haggard. He had never had such an experience in his entire life. Today, the sage treats his courtiers well and is more close to him. Now he wants to see the sage, but he can’t even enter the palace gate.

I don’t know how long it took, the palace finally sent someone to the door.

The angel’s face (color) was light, and he made a few polite words with Taifu Li Bao who came with a cane, and said bluntly: “The saint is compassionate to the Taifu (body shen) body. Now Li Xiaojun is seriously injured. Busy taking care of Young Master Li, in that case, there is no need to participate in the Lantern Festival Palace Banquet.”

Those who can participate in the palace banquet can be said to be the people who belong to the center of political rights in the entire Daheng Dynasty. Now that their Li Mansion cannot participate in the palace banquet, is it that they are excluded from the center of political rights?

Everyone who heard the words became stiff, and Li Bao shook his hands severely. He knelt on the ground tremblingly, choked up and said: “Thank you for your compassionate grace.”

The Lord is really angry.

The Li Mansion, who knelt on the ground, recognized the facts in front of him so clearly for the first time.

Annoyed them, is there a future for Li Mansion?

Xue Yuan was completely deliberate.

Gu Yuanbai lifted the other foot that was wearing dragon boots and kicked Xue Yuan violently, but Xue Yuan was already defensive. He took the foot honestly, raised his eyelids, and moved towards Gu. Yuan Bai smiled easily.

“Give me…” The mist followed his breath into his throat, choking Gu Yuanbai into a cough. The foot that Xue Yuan held in his hand was also shaking with his cough. The sage coughed badly, but Xue Yuan took the other dragon boots off and threw down the brocade stockings, the other delicate ankle of the sage. Also into his palm.

Tian Fusheng has not been here long ago, and there is no one else here. Xue Yuan looked at the little emperor whose eyes were red with coughing, and watched that he controlled the little emperor’s feet so that he could not move, and a strangely satisfied mentality arose. There is no one else here, and the little emperor obviously cannot match Xue Yuan, who is physically strong by himself. Xue Yuan grinned, almost feeling like he was bullying the emperor.

The coughing gradually stopped, (chest xiong) his mouth rose and fell, and Gu Yuanbai’s eyes became more and more calm. After he calmed his breath, the first sentence he said was: “Very well, Xue Yuan.”