章 124: 3
During the days that Gou Liang was in the library, the imperial kitchen always had new dishes.
Although nine out of ten times the food was on the sweet side — the solemn and steady Official Gou's sweet fetish had been completely exposed — fortunately, there was something new about it. The Emperor, who had never liked sweet things, gave the Emperor face and tasted it every time, saying that it was not bad a few times. The imperial kitchen received so many rewards that their hands went soft. They loved Gou Liang to the bone.
Every time he came to the library, the quality of the tea and snacks that were provided rose steadily, all according to his taste.
Eunuch Tong keenly sensed that when Gou Liang accompanied the Emperor, the Emperor's mood was always better. Originally, for some reason, he pitied Gou Liang and felt a bit of affection. Now, he was more and more polite to Gou Liang.
On this day, Gou Liang was in the library pavilion talking with the Emperor about the customs of the northwest desert described in the books. When the conversation reached its climax, he saw the expression of Tong gonggong, who was being reported by a eunuch, change.
"Tong Gensheng, what is it?"
The Emperor asked.
Gou Liang stopped talking. He drank tea and snuck a glance at the hesitant Eunuch Tong.
Eunuch Tong respectfully said, "Your Majesty, the head eunuch of the Phoenix Dance Palace came to report that Wang Guijun of Biyi Hall is not doing well. The empress sent him to ask Your Majesty if you want to see Wang Guijun. "
Gou Liang was startled. The cup lid and the teacup made a crisp sound.
The Emperor looked at him. Gou Liang quickly apologized, "I have been rude —"
"Sit."
The Emperor interrupted him and said, "Since you know the foreign language, I will send someone to send a few books over. When you have time, translate them for me."
"Yes, I will do as you command. I will present them to Your Majesty as soon as possible."
"No rush."
The Emperor stood up. Before he left the library, he glanced at Gou Liang through the hollow carved door. He saw his fingers tenderly caressing the teacup he had just drunk from. He pursed his lips and looked a bit depressed. For some reason, a trace of joy appeared in the Emperor's heart, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
Gou Liang watched from the system monitor as he stepped into his "love rival's nest" through the big blind spot.
He was not worried that the Emperor would fall in love with these Shuang'er, and he was even less worried that the Emperor would yield to the Empress Dowager and public opinion to favor these people. His medical skills were not in vain. The first time he met the Emperor, he could smell the strong "virgin" smell on his body. He probably hadn't even lost his virginity. In the past twenty-seven years, the Emperor had not touched these people. Now that he was by his target's side, he would not allow anyone to covet even a drop of the delicacy.
However, in the end, he was still a little unhappy.
These Shuang 'er were placed in the imperial harem to occupy the status of the Emperor's husband, even if it was just for decoration, the possessive Gou Liang was very dissatisfied.
"Your Majesty."
Many girls knelt in the hall. There were countless people here who hoped that Wang Guijun would die so that they could have a chance to meet the Emperor.
Because the Empress was still under house arrest, although it was up to him to send someone to invite the Emperor, he was now assisting the four imperial concubines in the harem. Seeing that the Emperor had no intention of stepping into the inner hall, the head of the four imperial concubines, Huang Guijun, explained Wang Guijun's situation to the Emperor.
Wang Guijun was twenty-five years old, but his body had collapsed. It had not been good since the beginning of spring. It was not easy to hold on until now.
The young Emperor was incomparably handsome and had a heroic spirit. Many Shuang'er had fallen in love with him at first sight. Wang Guijun was like this.
He had entered the palace at fifteen and was the brightest among the Shuang'er in the harem.
But it was also because of this that the monthly waves of passion were even more torturous. In just seven short years, he was tormented to the point that he was emaciated. His face was withered and yellow, and it was impossible to see the beautiful face of the past.
He resented the Emperor, but in the endless wait, that love became stubborn. Like many of the Shuang'er in the harem, he could not tell what kind of feelings he had for the Emperor.
He had thought that he could see the Emperor one last time before he died. He was willing to die, but the Emperor was sitting in the outer hall to complete the last courtesy of a ruler and official and avoided meeting him. Wang Guijun was indescribably sorrowful. He struggled to get up and screamed for His Majesty. The Emperor furrowed his brows slightly, and someone came in to cover his mouth. In his deep unwillingness, Wang Guijun finally took his last breath with hatred.
The head eunuch of Biyi Hall came out to report, "Your Majesty, His Highness has passed away."
The Emperor nodded and rose to say to the four concubines, "Give him a grand burial according to the second-level Zhaojun rites."
The four concubines agreed in unison. Seeing the Emperor stride away, they grieved for the loss of their own kind. However, there were some people who did not wake up. They knelt in the hall and looked dazedly at the Emperor's back, hoping that he would occasionally turn his head to look at them. But this was just wishful thinking.
Gou Liang saw this and touched his lips to smile slightly.
He did not pity these delicate flowers that were tortured by passion and withered day by day. When they were sent into the palace by their families, they were fated to be sacrifices.
*
"Your Majesty, are you going back to the royal study, or?"
Hearing Tong Gensheng's question, the Emperor paused in his steps and then continued to walk in the direction he had originally planned.
Although he had put aside reviewing the memorials because of his discussion with Gou Liang, he didn't know why, but at this moment, he felt an impulse in his heart, an urge to see Gou Liang.
It would have been nice to see him smiling in the sunshine without a care in the world, or to see him greedily shoveling one dessert after another into his mouth, or to see him merely pretending to be serious.
However, what surprised the Emperor was that Gou Liang did not do as he wished.
Through the carved door, he saw Gou Liang leaning over the table as if he had fallen asleep. The Emperor's impatient steps paused. Then, he raised his hand to have Tong Gensheng stop behind him and walked quietly into the room.
On the table was an unfinished painting. On the xuan paper was a reproduction of the scene in the room. Even the sunlight coming in through the window was not ignored. There was a large amount of white space on both sides of the painting. There was a hand holding a teacup. The hand's joints were distinct, and the fingernails were round. The strokes were full and smooth, and the finger was drawn very lifelike.
The Emperor paused and unconsciously raised his left hand. Even though the other party had not drawn a bright yellow dragon sleeve, there was no need to guess whose hand it was in the painting.
The Emperor didn't know when Gou Liang, who had always been serious and serious in front of him, had paid attention to his hand or what kind of admiration he had for it to be engraved in his heart. Regardless of whether it was the bones or the inconspicuous scar on the back of his fingers, they were all clearly drawn.
This was probably Gou Liang's boldest way of revealing his feelings, even though he had never written a word or drawn a corner of his sleeve.
Gou Liang slept very peacefully. It was only at this time that he dared to place his hand next to the hand in the painting. He used his fingertips to gently touch the pinky of the person holding the teacup in the painting. Probably because he was satisfied, there was a quiet smile at the corner of his mouth in his sleep. The dimple on his left cheek shone with a hint of sweetness.
The Emperor's fingertips trembled, and he couldn't help but crouch down.
He used his hand to cover the hand in the painting, next to Gou Liang's slender white fingers, and quietly looked at his sleeping face. The Emperor couldn't help but raise his hand to gently poke Gou Liang's dimple.
"Oh …"
Gou Liang made a sound. The Emperor suddenly pulled his hand back and stood up in a flash.
Gou Liang, however, did not wake up. He only scratched the cheek that had just been touched. Tilting his head, he stingily hid his dimples and turned to reveal his right cheek.
There were a few spots of ink on his cheek. It was unusually eye-catching on his white face.
The Emperor couldn't help laughing.
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That night, the leader of the royal shadow slaves, Night Owl, who had always seen blood, was ordered to steal a painting from a young hanlin scholar's room. The Emperor didn't say what kind of painting it was, so Night Owl pried open the locked cabinet and found many paintings and paintings inside. He was in a dilemma and simply took all the paintings back.
On each of the paintings was a weasel's brush, an inkstone, a cup of tea … things used by the royal family were too easy to recognize. The Emperor would not mistake them. These were all things he was accustomed to using.
The meaning of the paintings was implicit, but the feelings were explicit.
There were inscriptions on these paintings, but what was written was not a love poem. Instead, it carefully recorded the date of the day the painting was done, and whether it was sunny or rainy that day.
Lights were lit in Zhengyang Palace for a night. The Emperor carefully looked at the paintings and inscriptions. It was only until the last painting that he saw a complete portrait.
With one look, he knew it was the Yuansi Terrace of Huguo Temple. It was sunrise, and the Chongming Pagoda was faintly discernible in the distant mountains shrouded in clouds and mist.
A person was standing on the cliff with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the red sun rise from the ground. A black robe embroidered with golden threads and auspicious clouds fluttered in the wind. A purple jade crown meticulously tied up his hair. The outline of the man's face was cold and hard. His sword-like eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and a trace of solemnity appeared in his gaze. Even the shadow on the ground carried a calmness that was completely different from the vibrant rising red sun.
After so many years, seeing this painting, the Emperor suddenly remembered what he was thinking when he stood on the Yuansi Terrace and waited for the sunrise.
At that time, Night Owl reported to his good younger brother, the former King Liang, now a commoner, Liang Gang, privately opened salt and iron, raising private soldiers to plot against the law. In the tranquil scenery, all he thought about was killing … unexpectedly, it fell into the eyes of others and caused a sense of lovesickness.
The Emperor's fingertips touched the rice paper, brush, and ink. He put it under his nose and sniffed. This painting was done four years ago.
There was half a poem beside the painting. It said, "Mountains have trees, trees have branches."
The Emperor gently stroked the delicate and proper small regular script and smiled. "I actually can't remember when I went to the Yuansi Terrace to watch the sun."
Eunuch Tong, who was waiting on the side and didn't dare to look at the painting, heard this and quietly said, "Your Majesty, if I remember correctly, it should be the autumn sun festival five years ago. It is said that bathing in the rising sun that day will bring good luck. The people also say that listening to the bell of Huguo Temple while welcoming the first ray of sunlight can make one suddenly enlightened. Many students like to watch the sun at the Yuansi Terrace. There were many students there that day. I was afraid that one of them without good eyesight would offend Your Majesty. "
So it was like this.
How could one yearn for and admire? What kind of sentimental thoughts could one have to be able to recreate such a scene in such detail after a year?
The Emperor laughed softly and said, "Tong Gensheng, serve brush and ink."
Mountains have trees, trees have branches.
- The fifth day of the ninth month in the year of Gengchen, the moonlight tells me that I am thinking.
The heart of a ruler is like my heart.
- The eleventh day of the sixth month in the year of Yiyou, the night sends my will.
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Taking out the calligraphy that Gou Liang made today, the Emperor carefully rolled up the other paintings and handed them to the leader of the Night Owls.
"Send this back. Don't let him find out."
"Yes."
Thus, the Night Owls went to the General's manor again.
That night, the Emperor energetically added a few strokes to the painting. When the ink was dry, he raised his voice and said, "Tong Gensheng, frame this painting."
Only then did Eunuch Tong see the true appearance of the painting. It was in the quiet room of the library. Two hands touched, and a red thread wrapped around their little fingers.
When the painting was taken out of the blind spot by Tong Gensheng, Gou Liang, who saw the colored strokes on the rice paper, rolled a few times on the bed and wrapped himself in the quilt. His silly laughter rang out in the room.
Sending plum blossoms, the fish passed on to the ruler. Who said it was not romantic?
The next day, the Emperor, who had not slept all night, was full of energy. However, he was entangled with government affairs. When he was free, the palace door was already locked.
The next day was the monthly rest day. The Emperor looked at the memorial in his hand. Suddenly, he thought of something and turned his head to look at the place where the attendant usually sat.
He knew that he would see him tomorrow, but he did not know why he was so eager to see that person. He could not even calm down to deal with government affairs.
Raising his eyebrows, the Emperor put down the red brush and decided to go out of the palace.
Just as he was about to leave the palace, Gou Liangzheng stiffly took a box from Madam Chu … and a Fire Avoidance Diagram.
Madam Chu briefly explained the use of the box. Looking at Gou Liang, whose face was as red as blood, she said earnestly, "Wait until you are forty years old. Now you have to learn how to relieve yourself."
As Shuang'er, he knew the pain of being alone when the tide of love came. If he was always empty, it would be fatal. Madam Chu had never thought of interfering with her son's private matters. She only told him to take the Clear Ice Pill on time. Today, she suddenly had this idea. However, the day before yesterday, she heard that a certain prince had been neglected because his husband favored his concubine and neglected his wife. After being empty for a few years, he could not endure and died of illness.
Although she valued fame and status and was strict with her son, it was not that she did not love him. She was also afraid that her son would die young because of a mistake.
Gou Liang met her eager gaze and said naturally with a straight face, "Father, this child understands."
Madam Chu did not go into the details. She only told him to follow the fire avoidance diagram and not to let anyone see. Only then did she leave.
As soon as she left, the blush on Gou Liang's face dissipated. He casually flipped through the fire avoidance diagram and said disappointedly, "I thought it would be more exciting."
[The system that has always been blocked by blind spots when doing things with the target: If you don't want to block the tide of love every month, you should quickly conquer the target and continue to have fun every night!]
Gou Liang snorted proudly.
Since he had spent more than ten thousand points in the shopping mall and was the only one to complete the mission, the Space Administration had specially updated the 004 system as a reward. For example, when Gou Liang had first arrived in this world, the special mode to keep the host alive was one of the new functions.
Of course, Gou Liang was more concerned about the upgrade of the shopping mall's user level to gold diamond. The prizes in the lucky draw segment had also been upgraded to 1000- 10000 points.
Gou Liang had long been familiar with the shopping mall's product numbers. He had not used up the 100% chance of the lucky draw from the last world's mission. Seeing that His Majesty was about to arrive at the Protector General's residence, Gou Liang began to choose the lucky draw prizes with difficulty from the piles of delicious food.
Dressed as an attendant, Ye Xiao entered the residence to invite Gou Liang to accompany His Majesty, but soon returned alone.
He tactfully told His Majesty that Chu Hanlin was personally cooking and did not want to disturb him. He specifically came to ask if His Majesty wanted to try Gou Liang's cooking.
How could he miss such a wonderful thing?
When His Majesty stepped into the courtyard, he was mentally prepared. Even if Gou Liang made all the sweet and greasy food, His Majesty would risk his life to accompany His Majesty.
But when he walked into the kitchen, a burst of fragrance entered His Majesty's nose, making His Majesty's appetite increase.
Tong Gensheng suspiciously swallowed his saliva and glanced at His Majesty who quickened his pace. He raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat on his face to cover it up.
Gou Liang was busy in front of the stove. He tasted a mouthful of mushroom spicy soup with a big spoon and was intoxicated. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a figure standing at the kitchen door and was shocked.
The hot spoon scalded his mouth. Gou Liang painfully covered his mouth and shouted, "Who is it?!"
His Majesty, who was admiring His Majesty's busy figure, frowned and strode forward to remove His Majesty's hand. Gou Liang's soft lips were slightly swollen and his tongue was scalded. His eyes were suddenly wet with tears from the pain.
"Tong Gensheng, summon the imperial physician!"
His Majesty's voice was cold. He grabbed Gou Liang's hand and pulled him a few steps away from the stove.
Eunuch Tong had only heard His Majesty speak in such a tone when he made up his mind to send His Majesty off. He was so frightened that he ran two steps before he remembered to order His Majesty to "invite" the imperial physician over.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
Gou Liang was frightened by His Majesty's appearance and stuttered in panic, "This subject, this subject, this subject is guilty."
He wanted to kneel and beg for forgiveness, but His Majesty did not let him go. Seeing His Majesty's wet eyes and tongue-tied appearance, His Majesty's cold expression melted and there was a hint of a smile in His Majesty's eyes.
Looking at Gou Liang's mouth and tongue, the Emperor saw that the burn was not serious. Only then did he suppress the anxiety in His Majesty's heart.
He teasingly asked, "My dear subject, what are you doing?"
Suddenly, Gou Liang's face turned completely red.
A gentleman should stay away from the kitchen. In this world, the kitchen had always been Shuang'er's world. This was also the reason why Gou Liang purposely asked his servants to leave when he was cooking.
Who would have thought that the tactician, who had always restrained himself and returned to etiquette, was not only a person who liked to smile but also loved to cook?
Oh, and his cooking skills were so good. No wonder His Majesty did not seem to be in a good mood every time His Majesty asked him to stay.
As His Majesty thought this, he glanced at the black fish roe that was further away.
Because his mouth was injured and he had to wait for Imperial Physician Zheng to come, Gou Liang, who was not allowed to eat and drink, filled a bowl of fish roe for His Majesty. Then … he looked at the 10000 points of food that was being enjoyed by His Majesty. His gaze was so bitter that it almost became tangible.
When His Majesty saw this, he could not suppress the smile on His Majesty's face.
Looks like His Majesty will have good food in the future.
His Majesty thought as he glanced at the next dish of boiled fish.
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