The county lord of Chang'an Chapter 13, the king has no regrets

6.

As soon as the carriage passed the palace gate, a little eunuch shouted, "Drop the key." ”

Gu Wei was a little pity, so he snatched a fruit from Feng Yan's hand and took a bite and said, "I still haven't missed it, it's so annoying, I can't hide from it every time." ”

"County Lord, do you want to see the king?" She wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, looked at the neat clothes again, and added: "But the king seems to have met the county lord very much!"

"How?" Gu Wei asked.

"Isn't that obvious? How can it be so coincidental, no matter how late the county lord enters the palace, the key to this palace gate will be dropped at the next moment. In the Heavenly Dynasty, those who can postpone the closure of this palace gate are afraid that there is no one else except the king! ”

"Crunch." Gu Wei took another bite of the fruit, the juice stained his mouth, and Feng Yan hurriedly stepped forward to wipe it.

Gu Wei didn't know what to think, after a cup of tea, followed Feng Yan's words, and said, "The palace gate key has been executed on time since the previous dynasty, how can people be allowed to postpone the time at will?" Our king is really mediocre to the extreme. ”

"The county lord, the palace is full of other people's ears, this can't be said nonsense, besides, isn't this difference only for you, the county lord? It can be seen that the king favors you. ”

"Spoil me?"

Feng Yan nodded back to her, "Well, spoil you." ”

She dropped the pit and replied nonchalantly, "Oh, then I thank him." When I'm tired, I'll sleep for a while, and then you can call me when it's time. ”

Feng Yan should be well-behaved.

The moment he stepped into the main hall, Gu Wei once again felt that the king of the Heavenly Dynasty was really a faint king.

The Southern Dynasty was founded nearly Liujiazi, and the poetry and calligraphy were infiltrated into the bones, but now it is not good, but it is impossible to find fault with cultural upbringing. Unlike this later Celestial Empire, gold and silver rubble, it really made a nouveau riche look like a strongman.

"Slave and maid, please be safe to the king." As soon as Feng Yanpu entered the hall, he repeated the same old way, and called Xiao Youregret a respect, and did not forget to stand upright while respecting, and looked at Xiao Youregret's Gu Cry desperately, and called in a voice that was slighter than a mosquito, "County Lord, County Lord,"

In the empty hall, the sound of needles falling can be heard, so Feng Yan's move is obviously not eye-catching.

Xiao Youregret looked at Gu Wei, middle-aged, with a subtle change on his face with narrow fine lines, and the fine lines gradually folded up, one by one, piling up flowers at the corners of his eyes.

He beckoned to her and called, "An'er, come here." Come to the king. ”

Everyone in the world says that today's king is a first-class ruthless man, but at this time, he looks like a father who has not seen his daughter for a long time, looking forward to it and longing for joy.

She looked around, saw a chair that was quite comfortable, pulled Feng Yan, who was kneeling on the ground, and led her to ignore Xiao You's call to slowly walk over and sit down, for a long time, and asked, "It's been so long, why does the king still like acting so much!" Calling me here is just to ask the teacher to ask for guilt, in fact, the king directly issued an edict, why invite me to come with such fanfare, you block my heart, and I feel uncomfortable. ”

"An'er, this king," looking at Xiao You's fatherly heart that was about to overflow, Gu Wei only felt sarcastic, "There are outsiders here, what the king wants to say or think about it first, think about it, whether it is good to say it." ”

I have to admit that Gu Wai's talent in acting is inherited from him, and a girl in purple walked out of the side curtain, seeing Gu Wai, she stepped forward with a smile, and leaned her head in front of her with a flattering look, "See you again, sister-in-law." ”

"Why are you here?" Gu Wei asked her in a calm voice, and her eyes inadvertently glanced at Xiao You's regret, and there was blood quenching poison in her eyes.

He seemed to be afraid that she would misunderstand, and explained, "This Junning County Lord came to this king today to protect you, Chen Linchang's affairs, she made it clear, this king understands that this matter is their first choice, and it has nothing to do with you, An'er." ”

"But even so, the king still decided to punish Gu Wei, right!" She retracted her eyes and looked at Qian Ji'er, "Miss Ji'er has seen it!" In many things, the truth is not that important. ”

Qian Ji'er couldn't bear the weeping eyes at this moment, the indifferent eyes like stagnant water, she took three steps and made two steps towards Xiao Youregret, "The king clearly said that he believed in Ji'er!" Sister-in-law, she is not wrong at all, why should she be punished. The king is discerning, how can he let his sister-in-law suffer such wrongs? ”

Xiao Youregret looked a little unbearable, as if he had made a difficult decision, "Jun Ning! As a monarch, there are many things that have to be done, today, although it is not An'er's fault, but after all, it is because of her, if you don't punish it, how can you serve the public? However, "

"But what?" Gu Wai's eyes were desolate, looking at his eyes, empty and unintentional, "However, the king won't blame me too much, right, three or five grounded, or recite seven or eight volumes of Buddhist scriptures?" The king's tricks are not tired, but Gu Wei is tired when he looks at it. I received this purpose. ”

Gu Wei got up from the chair, the other stumbled and almost didn't stand firm, Qian Ji'er quickly supported her, and called softly, "Sister-in-law." ”

"It's okay," she said to Feng Yan after she stood firm, "take Miss Ji'er to visit this palace, I still have something to talk to the king." ”

According to the usual examples, there will inevitably be disputes between Gu Wei and Xiao Youregret in the space where they are alone, Feng Yan is very worried that this time will be the same, but how can a slave be the master of the master? She had no choice but to reply, "Well, okay." ”