Anecdote of sword three crossing the bureau

Chapter 171

Prince Zhenxi's gaze was meaningful, but after all, it couldn't resist Gong Jiu's cold expression. He sighed lightly and then stretched out his hand slowly: "Xiao Wang is just... just making a joke."

"If it happens again," Gong Jiu sneered, "then Gu will kill you."

His voice is understated, but it has a haze that makes people unconvincing, just because people like Gong Jiu have never said a word of nonsense.

He made people die at the third watch, so he decided not to keep them until the fifth watch.

Chu Cichao was sitting beside Gong Jiu, his palms were slightly cold.

He felt that he couldn't see Gong Jiu clearly, just because this person's changes were too fast, whether it was cold or gentle, it made people feel at a loss for no reason.

However, Chu Cichao felt inexplicably at ease, just because this person had never done anything against his will, except for that one kiss.

With a bloodthirsty, yet lingering kiss.

Chu Cichao sighed silently, feeling that he might be possessed.

"He's gone," Gong Jiu exhaled, and then stretched out his hand to gently wrap Chu Cichao's fingers in the palm of his hand. His movements were very gentle, with a kind of caution: "Ci Chao is angry?"

The voice was soft and soft, still slightly cool.

It's just that this kind of coolness settled in Chu Cichao's ears, with a kind of gentleness that is tiresome.

"It doesn't matter," Chu Cichao sighed and asked, "If he kept talking just now, would you really kill him?"

Gong Jiu's eyes were very deep, and it took a while before he smiled faintly: "No," facing Chu Cichao's slightly raised eyebrows, Gong Jiu's voice was extremely cheerful: "I will make his life worse than death."

Chu Cichao rubbed his eyebrows, sure enough.

It is said that such a person is absolutely impossible to let it go.

"Prince Zhenxi is tantamount to throwing himself into a trap," Chu Ci said, looking at the expression between Gong Jiu's brows and eyes: "I don't know what Brother Gong is going to do?"

"If Cichao agrees to a request of mine, maybe I can consider telling you." Gong Jiu's brows and eyes were filled with a playful smile, with a touch of gentleness: "I don't know how,"

Chu Ci smiled towards him, and said kindly: "Then forget it."

Gong Jiu sighed silently, Shi Shiran got up and went into the room, but she didn't have the slightest intention to speak.

It was the first time Chu Cichao saw such a threat, he was stunned for a while in the courtyard, and then turned to go out to find Shaman.

Before he got up, he heard Gong Jiu, who was almost at the door, turn around and smile silently: "Gu has already told Shaman, don't tell you her whereabouts in the next few days."

Chu Cichao raised his eyebrows, once again feeling sincerely helpless for Gong Jiu's methods.

This is not a battle of wits and courage at all, it is simply a child's temper tantrum, which makes people feel helpless but there is nothing they can do.

"Gong..." As soon as Chu Ci Chaofu opened his mouth, he was forced forward by the man, with fingers on his lips, bringing out an inexplicable tenderness: "I can tell you."

Gong Jiu smiled recklessly and complacently: "Let me hug you."

Chu Cichao was stunned at the same place. He thought about many possibilities, but this was the first time he found such a one. After hesitating for a while, he just asked: "Just now King Zhenxi said that there are patients who want to see me for treatment. I don't know. ..."

Gong Jiu happily raised his eyebrows, and Chu Cichao panicked. When he finished that sentence, Chu Cichao actually started to change the subject abruptly instead of directly fighting with himself. This is really rare, so He didn't mind continuing the conversation with such a posture: "That's right, he is seriously ill by himself, just resigning... I won't allow you to treat him."

As soon as these words came out, Chu Cichao felt even more dumbfounded, he reached out his hand and patted Gong Jiu's shoulder helplessly: "I need to find out why he came."

Gong Jiu raised his eyebrows and looked at Chu Cichao: "It's not a good intention after all, what do you want to know?"

He let go of the fingers pinching Chu Cichao's shoulder, and then made a light move. Suddenly, a group of hidden guards jumped down from the wall and knelt down in front of them neatly on one knee: "Master Ninth?"

"Go and keep up with the prince of Zhenxi, come back every hour to report." Gong Jiu seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Chu Cichao saw a group of people flashing out and disappearing from sight in an instant, so he sighed silently, and then withdrew the pen in his hand.

"He came this time just to test our attitude." Gong Jiu said calmly.

"Since that's the case, is there any danger to the emperor?" Chu Cichao frowned.

Such a topic made Gong Jiu a little bit unhappy, but he still continued: "If he is here now, the emperor should be fine."

Facts have proved that Gong Jiu was wrong this time.

Because King Zhenxi appeared outside that temple.

The moment King Zhenxi appeared, a hidden guard rushed to report to the emperor. It was obvious that the emperor had been waiting for this arrival. There was no surprise between his brows, but a three-point sneer: "Okay!" , please come in, King Zhenxi."

King Zhenxi is tall and tall, and his age is just a good time for a man. He was conferred the honor of a king in this foreign country because of a war, but now he returns to this imperial city, with a faint expression on his face. It's kind of cold and hazy.

"The king of Zhenxi has met the emperor." He knelt on one knee, his deep eyebrows and eyes showed no trace of resentment or happiness.

Fortunately, Zhu Yijun didn't mind, he stretched out his hand to help: "Please," Zhu Yijun continued with a low laugh: "The king of Zhenxi came all the way, and I'm not in the palace these days. Seeing that King Zhenxi is negligent."

King Zhenxi seemed a little confused by such rhetoric, and stood there for a long time before saying a word: "The emperor didn't ask why Xiao Wang came?"

"Is there something wrong with the border recently?" Zhu Yijun raised his eyebrows slightly, but it was a little cold.

Only then did King Zhenxi put away the resentment in his eyes and said slowly: "Your Majesty, this matter is of great importance, Xiao Wang dare not neglect."

Zhu Yijun slowly raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, then waved to the eunuch to close the door: "King Zhenxi, please."

Opposite it was a huge chair covered with tiger skin, obviously for keeping warm.

King Zhenxi was not too polite, he went over and sat down after hearing the sound: "Your Majesty, Xiao Wang has the courage to ask the Emperor to exempt the miscellaneous taxes in recent years."

After this sentence, it was like dropping a blockbuster, Zhu Yijun immediately raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

"Drought in recent years, the Western Regions have no crops. If there are miscellaneous taxes... I am afraid that the people will not be able to afford it." King Zhenxi said with sincerity and pain between his brows and eyes.

Zhu Yijun sat there and listened silently. After a long time, he slowly put down the teacup and said leisurely, "If I remember correctly, there was a time when the imperial envoy I sent was trapped in the Western Regions. Is King Xi going to give me an explanation?"

Every time he said a word, King Zhenxi's expression turned ugly, and after a long while he said in a nonchalant way: "I don't know about this."

"That's not right..." Zhu Yijun sneered: "Afterwards, I sent someone to send a copy of the revised letter to it, but King Zhenxi didn't know about it?"

King Zhenxi's expression was very ugly, so Zhu Yijun said slowly: "That's right, King Zhenxi really didn't know, because at that time, both King Zhenxi and the son of King Zhenxi were busy refining poison and had no time at all. Take care of these things."

King Zhenxi suddenly raised his head, his eyes were almost filled with hatred to kill Zhu Yijun.

So Zhu Yijun smiled slowly: "The plan of the poisonous smoke failed, so you led me here, the purpose is to attract me by the something wrong in the temple outside the imperial city, so that I don't notice the inside of the imperial city. The changes..." Zhu Yijun's smile deepened as he watched King Zhenxi lose his armor a little bit: "It's a pity that there are too many my eyes in the imperial city. At this time, your rebels probably haven't got any As soon as the soldiers approached the city, they were all wiped out."

King Zhenxi's complexion became more and more difficult to look at, and finally condensed into deep anger and resentment between his brows and eyes.

"King Zhenxi, you're defeated. It's just the winner and the loser." Zhu Yijun put the teacup heavily, and there was a clear and crisp sound on the wooden table, which was particularly frightening.

King Zhenxi stared at Zhu Yijun for a while, but finally laughed out loud.

Such a small voice is arrogant and wanton, but it is not like the sound that a defeated person can make. Zhu Yijun just looked at him with cold eyes, seeing that he was tied into a dumpling by the hidden guards who rushed out, and he was still there. laugh.

Although he didn't want to be tricked, Zhu Yijun still asked: "Wait a minute," he walked over slowly, stretched out his hand and turned his head: "What are you laughing at?"

"The one who laughs last is the winner." King Zhenxi had the most real madness in his eyes, and he just stared at Zhu Yijun silently and said: "Your Majesty, you have never liked the world, but sometimes, the world is not happy." People in the middle may also cause trouble in the court, and at that time, you should die without burial..."

"Drag on!" Before Zhu Yijun could speak, the eunuch next to him waved his hand. Looking at Zhu Yijun with a gloomy face, he couldn't help walking over and knelt down: "Your Majesty, please don't..."

"It doesn't matter." Zhu Yijun suppressed the inexplicable anger that surged up from the bottom of his heart, and reached out to gently touch the jade pendant on his waist. The jade was warm and comfortable, like a clear spring, warming the heart and lungs.

No matter how much he said, the eunuch finally couldn't say anything, he thought about it and then he had the courage to resign, and then went out to find Xiaoguzi——

"Xiao Guzi, where's your Taoist priest?"

Xiao Guzi, who was in a daze, sat up excitedly, and even stammered and asked: "The emperor... the emperor's Taoist priest? No, it's the emperor looking for the Taoist priest?"

The eunuch was very dissatisfied with such an answer, and reached out to pat Xiao Guzi on the head: "I asked you where the Taoist priest went?"

Xiaoguzi looked a little helpless, sighed and shook his head in frustration: "Boss, I don't know."

This time Qi Mingyuan really decided to transform, and only after he really left for a while can he truly stand shoulder to shoulder with Zhu Yijun when he comes back. He understood, so he left.

The eldest wife heard this sentence and had to sigh together with Xiaoguzi. At this moment, he suddenly hoped that that person was there.

If Qi Mingyuan had been there, the emperor would not have shown such a lonely expression at that moment.

No matter what, they still returned to the palace, and returned to the familiar place. The status of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme has not changed. He is still the same Zhu Yijun, aloof, and there is no one around him who can compare.

After all, this world is still his alone.

On the other side, the situation was very different. Ever since Guo Qingtian separated from Lu Yao and Lu Xiaofeng, he immediately couldn't figure out what he should do.

After all, as a beggar gang, all his advantages seem to be useless in this world.

Especially as a gang of beggars who love to drink and drink good wine, this is simply a huge tragedy.

The name of the tragedy is that Guo Qingtian has no money.

He took out the pitiful bit of money in the parcel, and wanted to shout to the sky very much.

There are only three or two, which is simply fatal.

At this time, something even more tragic happened, that is, someone asked him for directions.

The man was thin and tall, and he looked like a good-looking young man. He stood in front of Guo Qingtian and asked in a non-standard way: "Brother, do you know how the Eight Treasures Pawnshop beats you?" ?”

Guo Qingtian was overjoyed: "Brother, do you want to be a thing? I want to go too, you come with me!"

"Brother, you can just tell me how to beat him up, I'll go by myself later." The man's smiling appearance made people feel a little bored.

Guo Qingtian was a warm-hearted person, he immediately stretched out his hand to show the way to the man, and even enthusiastically expressed that he could draw a picture.

However, the man didn't seem to be good at talking, at least after thanking him, he hopped away like a rabbit.

Guo Qingtian is very sad, there are many friends in the rivers and lakes that he promised!

It's not easy to meet a person who is actually a communication disorder patient... As a road idiot and a stutterer, how much do you need a warm heart like me? !How can you throw it away like this.

When Guo Qingtian was sad, he wanted to drink, and when he drank, he needed money, but when he took it out of his pocket, he found a serious problem——

What the hell, I'm so poor that I've been thieves? !

After thinking about it carefully, Guo Qingtian immediately understood that his feelings had been secretly stolen by him.

Things like not knowing the way, stuttering, etc. are all nonsense, and most likely that person will just wait to steal money from a heartless person like himself.

If Guo Qingtian is said to be very rich, he may not even want to be robbed from the rich and give to the poor, let alone he is still that poor.

When someone robbed the last mouthful of money to buy wine, Guo Qingtian became angry.

Whatever you say, you have to catch this thief, and then confiscate the stolen goods!

Guo Qingtian feels that he is really ideal and ambitious!

At this time, Sikong Zhaixing was walking on the road and only felt that he was very unlucky, because Guo Qingtian obviously had a lot of clothes, and he didn't expect that there was only a little money in the package.

After making one vote, Sikong Zhaixing didn't know that he was being watched by the vicious beggar brother, so he still threw Guo Qingtian's purse and walked on the road very sadly.

As he walked all the way, he saw Xinghua Village Restaurant, and his eyes lit up immediately.

Generally speaking, if you want to be Lu Xiaofeng's friend, you have a lot of alcohol, not to mention Sikong Zhaixing, as the saying goes, a thousand cups can't pour down is probably the same.

He weighed the purse in his hand, then walked in swaggeringly: "Here is a jug of the best apricot blossom wine!"

The waiter in the shop had sharp eyes, so he recognized this gentleman at a glance, and asked cheerfully: "You are here, there are many customers today, do you think you are making do in the lobby?"

Sikong Zhaixing wasn't picky at the moment, so he happily agreed and took his seat on the first floor.

Obviously, he still doesn't know that if he can't pass half a stick of incense, Guo Qingtian will find this place, otherwise he won't sit here no matter what.

Because of this sitting, I also got rid of the persistent entanglement of that lifetime.

Because at the moment, Guo Qingtian is also rampaging on the street to find the thief. His original plan was to go to the government to report the case, but he saw Xinghua Village restaurant on the way to the Yamen. Scratching his head, he decided to use the last bit The money that was taken away went in to buy some water and wine to drink, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw a familiar figure from behind.

Guo Qingtian swore that he would never forget this back view, so he walked over and patted the man's back expressionlessly.

As expected, the man turned his head...

No.

"You've changed your face." Guo Qingtian was silent for a moment, then directly reached out his hand.

The man who was strangled was really Sikong Zhaixing. At this time, his face was that of a middle-aged man, looking a bit wretched.

He stared at Guo Qingtian for a while, and then said in a calm tone: "Little brother, I don't seem to recognize you."

Guo Qingtian was very sure: "No, I touched your body just now, I know your body."

touched... body...

know...the body...

However, his voice was still firm and loud, and the entire Xinghua Village restaurant was shocked, and everyone pricked up their ears, it was simply an annual drama!

Even Sikong Zhaixing couldn't help becoming angry at this moment, and he stretched out his hand to challenge Guo Qingtian.

It's a pity that Guo Qingtian's blockbuster has not been thrown yet, because he quickly answered a sentence——

"If you want to escape from my grasp, you still need some fire."

Emma, ​​what rhythm is this? !

Is the rhythm of my little thing fleeing in disguise and being overtaken by the master!

It's really worth brainstorming, it couldn't be more interesting!