Gu Chi has been walking around frequently in the harem recently, either going to the Zhenghe Hall or the Dust Pavilion, but every time he stays overnight, he is only in the Zhenghe Palace, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that Concubine Huang Shu is in full bloom.

At that time, everyone in the palace was rumored that Concubine Shu's eldest son was going to be made the crown prince, and this word reached Du Guifei's ears and pierced her heart like the tip of a knife, making Du Guifei hate her teeth itching, and for the first time, she lost her manners.

"Little cub, I still want to be a prince, it's a fool's dream." Du Guifei cut off the green pine bonsai on the table with a pair of scissors, turned to the maidservant beside her and said, "Invite Zhou Zheng, the head of the imperial dining room, quietly." ”

"Yes." The maidservant girl went out of the Drunken Moon Palace and quietly went to the imperial dining room.

About a quarter of an hour, Zhou Zheng was led to the concubine's secret room, and when he saw the concubine sitting upright, he hurriedly knelt down and saluted. "Mother, Wan'an."

"Father-in-law Zhou doesn't have to be polite, sit down." Du Guifei pointed to the chair at the bottom right.

Zhou Zheng didn't shirk either, and sat up by himself, "Xie Niangniang." ”

Du Guifei looked at her newly dyed nails, and said casually, "How is my father-in-law lately?"

"Xie Niangniang is worried, the slave is all right" Zhou Zhengcheng was terrified.

"But this palace is not good." Du Guifei gave a sharp look, staring at Zhou Zheng's heart.

"Please make it clear." Zhou Zheng hurriedly got down from the chair and knelt down to listen to the instructions.

Du Guifei didn't look at Zhou Zheng either, but slowly sorted out the jade tassels on her waist, "This palace remembers that when you first came to the palace, you were in the Gong room." ”

Zhou Zheng knelt on the ground and replied respectfully: "Yes, thanks to the promotion of Niangniang, there are slaves today." ”

Du Guifei stopped the movements in her hand, got up slowly, moved lightly, walked to Zhou Zheng's side, and said condescendingly: "Before Mingcai was poisoned, who was responsible for her food?"

Zhou Zheng was still kneeling, "The slave is in charge, the emperor has instructed that everything sent to the Dust Pavilion must be carefully checked, and only after confirming that there is no problem can it be sent." ”

Du Guifei's eyebrows were slightly downcast, her hands were clenched tightly, and her long nails that had just been dyed were broken raw, obviously, this genius was the biggest opponent, calmed down for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "In addition, who else has sent food." ”

Zhou Zheng thought for a while and said, "Concubine Niangniang." ”

Du Guifei smiled contemptuously, in this game, she Huang Mengrong lost.

"Incorporate this into your diet, a little a day, not too much." Du Guifei handed a delicate bottle to Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng took it and said in fear, "Dare to ask Niangniang, whose meal is it mixed into?"

"Of the main palace." Du Guifei spit out word by word, and a bewitching smile bloomed on her lips.

"Yes, sissy." Zhou Zheng bowed his head and hid the medicine bottle in his sleeve.

"Let's go down." Du Guifei raised her hand and said, "You know this matter, I know." ”

"The slave understands, Niang Wan'an." With that, he quietly went back to the imperial dining room.

After Zhou Zheng left, Du Guifei came out of the secret room and took out another delicate bottle behind the bed, obviously, it was the same as the bottle just now, "Feilian." ”

A maid came in from behind the curtain, looking very calm, kneeling aside, and saluting respectfully, "What do you command?"

"Give it to the green bead and let her quietly put it in the Zhenghe Hall." Du Guifei walked up to Feilian and gave her the bottle.

Feilian took it with both hands, "Yes, Niangniang." ”

"This matter must be kept secret, and no mistakes must be made." Du Guifei smiled, bent down to help Fei Lian, "Do you understand?"

"Rest assured, the slave will carefully advise the green beads." Fei Lian bowed her head and slowly exited the inner room.

Du Guifei sat sideways in front of the window, took a hosta casually, raised her hand, looked at it carefully, suddenly, holding the hosta and inserting it into the table, with a crisp sound, the hosta broke in response, Du Guifei looked at the broken hairpin, a wave of happiness rose from the bottom of her heart, and then laughed, almost laughing out of tears.

After laughing, Du Guifei looked out the window in a daze, she couldn't see through Gu Chi's heart more and more, she obviously cared about the people in the Dust Pavilion, but she just sealed the talents, and she didn't stay overnight but was careful about her diet, knowing that it was Concubine Shu who poisoned her, but she didn't punish the crime, and she even said that she was a prince, which undoubtedly hit Du Guifei a big blow and made her hate itchy.

Rumors are rife in the palace, and there is also an undercurrent outside the palace.

In a teahouse in Dingcheng, it was full of people, including many students who went to Beijing to take the exam, they regarded themselves as high, and did not sit with idle people, so they opened a private room, and the people in it also talked about it.

"Have you heard?" A man in a green shirt pretended to be mysterious.

The man in gray looked around, beckoned, and several students here approached, "Why not, it is said that Qingshan Temple has appeared, a few days ago, there was a peasant woman to incense, the incense was lit, and I saw a picture in front of the Buddha's seat, open it and see, it is Mr. Stop." ”

"It is said that Mr. Youzhi's paintings can collect ghosts and gods, and there is aura, which seems to be true."

"But no, the day before yesterday, there was a beggar passing by Ninghua Temple, stumbling and falling off the cliff, but one day climbed up from the cliff unscathed, I heard the host say, that day, when the little monk cleaned the temple plaque, he also found Mr. Stop's painting, it is said that the painting is facing the cliff, but it is evil."

"Tut-tut, God-man."

The students sighed and were full of respect for Mr. Matsu in their hearts.

Next door, Liang Chaotian and Yu Yan sat around the round table, eating snacks and tasting fragrant tea.

"It seems that people have developed a sense of awe for Mr. Youzhi." Liang Chaotian played with the teacup.

Yu Yan smiled and said: "It's almost hot, wait for a few months, and the rest of the paintings will appear, and it will be done." ”

Liang Chao nodded and looked at Yu Yan approvingly, "If the uncles are still there, with your intelligence and the six mastery arts, you will definitely be able to inherit them all." ”

Yu Yan sighed, and there was a little more desolation in his words to see through the world, "Cangshan is so lucky, it is only a matter of time before it falls, in fact, Cangshan is hidden at the most glorious time, which is enough for the world to remember." ”

"The sound of the piano is in the sky, the chess pieces fall into the sky, the pen is dancing in the dragon, the shadow is painted according to the ghosts and gods, the leaves can destroy the mountains and stones, and the silver needle can save the bones." Liang Chaotian looked into the distance, his eyes full of admiration, and his voice trembled.

Yu Yanjing picked up the teacup, slowly put it into his mouth, tilted his head, took a big gulp of tea, and muttered: "Painting shadows and ghosts and gods...... After a moment of silence, Yu Yan regained his demeanor, "Senior brother, I need a mask." ”

Yu Yan's words pulled Liang Chaotian out of his memories and asked, "Since you have changed your appearance, why do you still need a mask." ”

Yu Yan stroked his face, and his tone was sad, "Only by wearing a mask will I become a stopper, and Gu Chi will not be suspicious." ”

Yu Yan's heart was sour, since he woke up, he will never be able to go back, not only the change of appearance, but also the change of his heart, in this life, he is destined not to exist in the world in his original face, which means that 'Yu Yan' is dead.

"Okay, I'll go find someone to do it." Liang Chaotian helped Yu Yan up, the time is not early, they are going back to Zuihuanlou.

In the afternoon, the afterglow elongates the light and shadow, especially falling on the imperial city, falling in the dense trees, speckled and seeping, interpreting the changes of the world.

Gu Chi has been tired recently, so he took a nap in the study, had a good dream, and it was dusk in a blink of an eye, and when he woke up, he saw Liu Tan standing at the door of the study, so he called him in and replied, "What are the actions of the Zhenghe Palace?"

Liu Tan entered the study, knelt down, and said respectfully: "Back to the emperor, every other day, the Zhenghe Palace will discuss secretly with the Prime Minister's Mansion." ”

Gu Chichu woke up, a little chaotic, rubbed his eyebrows, and said tiredly, "Very good, reveal this matter to Imperial Doctor Zhang." ”

In the past, the Yanguan was the most sincere, not afraid of power, and had to do something, Gu Chi loved and hated this, but it also gave him the value of use, since ancient times, the vestibule colluded with the harem was a taboo, if it was revealed by the Yanguan, he could do things logically.

Liu Tan saw the smile on Gu Chi's face, and hesitated whether to reply to another matter.

As soon as Gu Chi looked up, he saw Liu Tan's hesitant expression, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Liu Tan told Gu Chi about the recent rumors in the market, "Recently, there have been rumors among the people that Mr. Youzhi is the reincarnation of a god, and his paintings can collect ghosts and gods." ”

Gu Chi's eyes narrowed, and the aura of danger immediately spread, "Stop?" Didn't I ask you to investigate him a few months ago, and what did you find out?"

Liu Tan avoided Gu Chi's gaze and lowered his head more and more, "The emperor forgives the sin, this person is really mysterious, and he has no household registration, so he can't find anything." ”

'Slap', Gu Chi slapped him on the couch heavily, his eyes burned with anger, he would never allow the existence of such a so-called 'god man' that threatened the imperial power, "Can you find any traces of this person?"

"Nope." Liu Tan's voice became lower and lower.

"Rubbish!" Gu Chi picked up a celadon flower pot next to the couch and threw it out.

The flower pot was brittle, and it shattered when it hit Liu Tan's thigh, the porcelain piece cut through the muscles on the leg, oozing a little blood, Liu Tan didn't care about the pain in his leg, and hurriedly pleaded: "The emperor is angry." ”

Gu Chi got up from the couch, put his hands behind his back, and said coldly: "This person, hurry up and find out, if necessary, there will be no mercy!"

"Yes."

"Get down!" Gu Chi turned around and no longer looked at Liu Tan, while Liu Tan covered his legs and walked out of the study in a sway.