Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 276

The palace wall is majestic, and the rising sun is like gold.

There is still unmelted snow on the cornices, shining coldly under the thin halo.

Just like the relationship between the prince and the uncle of the country, after years of frost and snow, it will not disappear.

Li Xuanye looked into the distance, and said indifferently: "I haven't seen you for four years, Mr. Gu is still handsome. It's a pity that this imperial city is not what it used to be—"

After a pause, he said with a pun: "I don't know if Mr. Gu will be able to withstand the storm when he returns to Beijing this time?"

Gu Yong couldn't hear the hint in his words.

But he still stood there with his usual expression, and said with a gentle smile: "No matter how this imperial city changes, it can only be His Majesty's imperial city. No matter how fierce the wind and rain are, it will eventually submit to His Majesty's Tianwei."

"Very good." Li Xuanye smiled, and his voice was cold: "Since Gu dares to give you the position of Jiuqing, Gu doesn't care about the so-called violent storm. It's just that I want to remind you clearly that you'd better Remember what I said just now. I don’t want to see what happened before. After all, Gu is the prince of a country first, and then your nephew—”

He finally turned his head, looked at Gu Yong beside him, and said with a smile, "Are you right? Uncle?"

Gu Yong stared into his eyes, without any trace of fear or panic on his face, he only smiled slightly: "Your Highness is right."

He took out a brocade box from his sleeve, "Uncle has nothing good to give you when he comes back this time, only this pair of calligraphy and painting is still available, and I hope His Highness will not dislike Uncle's kindness."

Li Xuanye looked at him, but didn't answer.

Gu Yong held the brocade box all the time, his brows were bright and bright.

For some reason, Li Xuanye suddenly remembered Queen Gu's face, coughed slightly, and turned his head: "Yuan Ce."

Yuan Ce immediately stepped forward and took the brocade box over: "Thank you, Uncle Guo!"

Li Xuanye didn't look at him again, and strode out of the Xuanzheng Gate.

……

Gu Yong stood quietly at the Xuanzheng Gate for a while, until all the officials of the next court left one by one, then he withdrew his amiable expression and showed a bit of sternness.

"My lord." A follower approached, bowed and said: "A distinguished guest has come to the house, please go back quickly."

Gu Yong's expression froze, and he strode forward.

Going out of the palace gate, crossing the imperial bridge, boarding the carriage, and galloping all the way to Gu's mansion.

The Gu family is the queen's mother's family, and because of the emperor's affection for the queen, they are quite tolerant towards Gu Yong.

When he was demoted and left, Gu's house kept a few old servants.

Now back in the capital, cleaning is the same as before.

He got out of the carriage, and the door with red lacquer and copper nails slowly opened, and a servant in blue came up to greet him, and reported in a low voice: "My lord, Cheng Zhao has been waiting for you for half an hour!"

"Yeah." Gu Yong nodded and strode towards the main hall.

The maids came up with basins, Gu Yong washed his hands, changed into a light robe, and then sat down on the chair.

Then a maid poured hot tea and presented it.

He held the teacup, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed gently, silent.

These years, although he was far away in Qianzhou, none of the movements in the court escaped his eyes and ears.

He already knew about Zhao Ziyi.

A fire leaves a cripple.

But it was a blessing in disguise, so she sent her daughter to the East Palace and became a princess.

What surprised him even more was that he heard that the princess was quite favored by the prince...

When he thought of how aggressive the prince was to him, his heart sank.

After so many years of painstaking planning, the prince has become more and more wary of him. Could it be that he, as an uncle, is not as effective as a woman?
Seeing his gloomy expression, the guard in green said in a low voice: "If your lord doesn't want to see him, this subordinate will go back to him."

"No." Gu Yong waved his hand and said kindly: "Your Majesty, how can we not see you? Serve some good tea!"

……

After a while, Gu Yong looked at the legendary disabled Zhao Ziyi, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Apart from sitting in a wheelchair, I really don't see that I can't walk...

As the old fox who is the best at disguising, he has enough reasons to doubt whether the old fox opposite is also pretending?

But with just a snap of his fingers, he calmed down his thoughts very well, bowed his hands with a smile and saluted: "Long time no see, how is Prime Minister Zhao?"

Sitting in a wheelchair, Zhao Ziyi returned the greeting with a smile: "As Mr. Gu saw, I'm not good."

"Haha!" Gu Yong laughed loudly. After laughing, he looked at him and said meaningfully: "I expected the prime minister to come, but I didn't expect the prime minister to be so impatient."

Zhao Ziyi smiled and said: "Uncle Guo is wise and powerful, no wonder His Majesty entrusts you with important tasks." The conversation changed, "I am here today because I have important matters to discuss with Uncle Guo."

"Oh?" The tea drinker paused, and Gu Yong's expression froze.

……

Here Li Xuanye returned to the East Palace, but for the first time did not return to the bedroom.Instead, he went straight to the study.

He didn't have time to wash his hands, let alone change his clothes, so he just sat down in front of the desk and stretched out his hand to Yuan Ce.

Yuan Ce understood immediately, took out the brocade box from his sleeve, and held it in front of him.

Li Xuanye opened the box, and inside was a pair of painting scrolls.

He froze for a moment, and finally reached out and took out the scroll.

This is a landscape painting, the scroll is very long, unfolded slowly, spread out on the desk, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

There are three pictures in total.

The first picture is the reeds in a boat.

The mountains and rivers are lonely, and a group of wild geese flies across the sky.

The cold moon is like a hook, shining alone on the ruined reed forest by the river.

In the cold wind and misty drizzle, there was a small boat lying in the middle of the water.

The second picture is Han Shan listening to the piano.

The quiet and dark stone road winds up.

Snowflakes are falling, and the mountain peak is looming. A man is sitting under a tree with a qin on his lap.

The third picture is the Golden Palace Court Meeting.

The sun is rising, and the sky is full of clouds.

The sun is shining everywhere, and the majestic palace towers into the sky.

An official held a scroll and stood in front of the brightly lit palace with a solemn and dignified posture, reporting something respectfully.

The painter is very generous, three pictures, just a few strokes, presenting three different scenery.

Lonely, indifferent, flying...

What's even more rare is that no matter what kind of picture, there is a kind of tenacious and persistent momentum.

Like a person who has experienced great ups and downs, he has long ignored the joys and sorrows of the mundane world.

His eyes followed the scroll and stayed on the inscription.

In the blank space, a line of flamboyant cursive script fell down.

"Servant Ben Dongshan worries about the country, and exerts power in the palm of the king"

The handwriting penetrates the back of the paper, as if you can see how decisive the pen is when you write it, and you can see how turbulent the mood of the person who wrote it is.

Li Xuanye's finger stayed on the scroll for a moment.

Yuan Ce held his breath and waited for him to speak.

In just a moment, he smiled lightly and raised his palm: "Yuan Ce!"

"Subordinates are here!"

"Take the painting away!"

"Ah...?" Yuan Ce froze for a moment.

Li Xuanye got up with a flick of his sleeves, walked around the desk, and stood still suddenly when he walked to the door, smiling: "The lonely uncle is really loyal!"

Yuan Ce dared not answer.

At this time, a court lady hurriedly reported: "Your Highness, the Crown Princess is in a hurry, please go over!"

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ps: Tactics are a bit confusing to write, and readers seem tired, so why not simply mention them, what do you think?
pps: Next, the heroine will come out from Wenrou Township!Being spoiled by the prince almost lost his fighting spirit. . .Let's start a copy.

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