Chapter Forty-Seven: The Prisoner of Thought
The road in the palace was quite smooth, Lu Guitang pulled Gu Jin, Yun Qian followed in a hurry, no guards dared to block the road along the way, and there were few palace maids and eunuchs walking in the rain, so the three of them went all the way to the front of the dynasty unimpeded.
If it is said that the harem Ninghua Hall is prosperous and exquisite, the previous dynasty can be described as magnificent.
The gilded palace wall bricks and tiles moisten a new luster under the baptism of autumn rain, even if there is no red sun hanging high in the sky, but also free in the clear sky with light.
This is the so-called power of the Son of Heaven, where the sun needs to shine, and as soon as he puts it there, he will point to the heroic spirit of the country and the golden and jade body of the Ninety-Five.
In the previous life, Gu Jin rarely set foot in the gold bricks and jade tiles of the previous dynasty, so he did not have much memory of this place.
She only remembered that that day, when Lu Chengxiu and Empress Jiang were at a banquet in the previous dynasty to kill the meritorious ministers of the Gu family, her brother Gu Haomian sneaked into the palace alone to assassinate him in order to take revenge, and finally died with ten thousand arrows through his heart.
The fish that slipped through the net eventually broke the net and died.
It's probably not far from here.
"What do you think? The palace of diligence has arrived. ”
Lu Guitang's voice came in her ears, and at the same time, a man's warm breath came from her ears, and her heart couldn't help but move.
The palace in front of him is the Qinzheng Palace, which is the study of the saint, but it is more simple than Gu Jin imagined. The plaques in the palace were all written in writing, and Gu carefully identified them, and only then did he determine that the palace in front of him was not magnificent, but scholarly and far-reaching, and was the palace he wanted to go to today.
Lu Guitang saw that Gu Jin was still stunned, so he simply took her hand and walked forward, the girl condensed the skin of frost and snow, and he suddenly paused, "Why are your hands so cold?" ”
Gu Jinzheng was panicked and didn't know how to pull his hand, but when he saw Lu Guitang smiling lazily: "Let this king warm you up." ”
Gu Jin bit his lip, but he couldn't do anything about the person in front of him.
Yun Qian looked at the heart behind the two of them, but he could only guard the duties of his subordinates and dare not say more.
Gu Jin was dragged by Lu Guitang to the door of the Qinzheng Palace, the man's palm was warm, and her hand was unexpectedly warm in sixteen and ten years.
It's like a warm spring color under an umbrella.
There were forbidden troops guarding the gate of the Qinzheng Palace, but when they saw that the person who came was Lu Guitang, they did not block the road until the little eunuch standing under the corridor saw them from a distance, and then ran two steps to meet them.
"Why is His Royal Highness King Xian here?"
The little inner eunuch was not like the inner eunuch Zhu that Gu Jin had seen at the gate of Ninghua Hall before, and the person in front of him looked like a young man, and he had not yet touched the fat powder of the eunuch.
Lu Guitang smiled, and lowered the hand holding Gu Jin without moving, but he refused to let go, but covered it with the sleeves of his robe.
Although he was casual, he was also polite to the little eunuch: "Fu Neijian, can my father be in the palace?" ”
Fu Neijian shook his head: "Your Highness has found the wrong place, the saint has not been cheerful for the past two days, and he rested in the Chengqing Hall yesterday. ”
Chengqing Hall, that is the sleeping palace of the saint himself.
Lu Guitang hissed, and then asked, "Then Wei Xiang can be in the Qinzheng Palace?" ”
Eunuch Fu did not hesitate, and blurted out: "The adults will wait for the Holy Messenger to be summoned in Zhengxing Courtyard when they enter the palace, Your Highness, you have found the wrong place again." ”
Gu Jin rolled her eyes silently, she was anxious to see Wei Xiang, and she didn't want to be surrounded by a small inner prison again.
Then he said bluntly: "Where is the little adult on an errand?" ”
Fu Neijian was stunned, she had never seen the girl in front of her, and she didn't know why His Royal Highness King Xian would bring her to the Qinzheng Palace today, and now she even asked about her errand, which seemed to be quite discerning.
After so many years on an errand, he has never been called a "little adult", Fu Neijian couldn't help but start smiling when he thought of this.
"The girl praised, the slave is the errand boy next to the saint."
As soon as these words came out, there was silence for a while, seeing that Gu Jin and Lu Guitang were silent or silent in front of him, only staring at himself in a daze, Fu Neijian's heart began to hair.
Immediately afterward, he realized that he had said the wrong thing.
Gu Jin and Lu Guitang were silent, but the eyes made people see clearly, and there was only one meaning: You are the little eunuch next to the saint, the saint is now in the Chengqing Palace, you are not serving in the Chengqing Palace, why are you standing at the door of the Qinzheng Palace?
Fu Neijian's originally smiling face suddenly crossed a layer of bitter gourd color, and he begged Lu Guitang for mercy with a sad face: "Your Highness, forgive me, the slave really didn't deceive you, the saint is really not in the palace." ”
Lu Guitang blinked, and his words were blaming: "You said that your father is not in the palace, which means that Wei Xiang is in the palace?" ”
Fang Cai Fu's inner eunuch said in his words that "the adults will wait for the holy summons in Zhengxing Courtyard when they enter the palace", but he did not say that Wei Xiangren was not in the palace.
Fu Neijian is younger after all, and he doesn't have the sleek mind of Zhu Neijian, so Lu Guitang leaked a flaw in just one sentence.
On a cold and windy day, I was sweating.
He raised his hand to wipe the water on his forehead, and he didn't know if it was beads of sweat or raindrops, so he only glanced at the girl beside His Royal Highness King Xian in a panic.