Gu Xu put his finger on Luo Chuan's Neiguan acupoint, quietly conveying the true yuan to heal him.

The blow of the Tianxing Emperor Fish's death net should not be underestimated.

Even after a few days, the Dao influence contained in it still existed in Luo Chuan's body, constantly hindering the healing of his injuries, and even continuing to cause new wounds.

The person who was originally responsible for taking care of Luo Chuan was Shangguan Jin, who was proficient in medical skills.

However, she soon discovers that Luo Chuan's wounds have just grown new flesh and blood, and they will immediately be scorched by the sun's fire; As soon as the meridians recovered, they would immediately be frozen by the cold qi of Taiyin......

So Gu Xu had to take action in person.

After all, only his "subversive" path could completely eliminate the influence of the Dao rules left by Emperor Tianxing, ensuring that no hidden dangers were left.

For Gu Xu, the process of helping Luo Chuan heal his injuries can be regarded as a silent exchange with Taishang Haotian.

He could study the authority of the Supreme Haotian in detail, study their characteristics, how they operated, their strengths, and their flaws......

Half an hour passed quietly, and the treatment was over.

Gu Xu got up from the side of the couch and prepared to leave Luochuan's mansion and return to Zichen Palace to deal with things.

At this moment, Luo Chuan seemed to slowly wake up from his deep coma, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes with difficulty.

His vision was a little blurry, but he vaguely caught the back of Gu Xu who was about to leave.

He struggled to gather a little strength, and said in a weak voice, "I'm sorry, Emperor...... During this time, Lao Chen is in poor health and can no longer share your worries......"

"You have a good rest, don't think nonsense," Gu Xu turned around and said in a gentle tone, "Getting your body well as soon as possible is your most important task at the moment." ”

What Luo Chuan lives in at the moment is the old mansion where he used to be the head of the Great Qi Exorcism Division. When Gu Xu stepped out of the gate of the mansion, Shangguan Jin happened to meet him.

She is still wearing a light green Luo skirt today, her long hair is delicately pulled up, her face is facing the sky, and she is not powdered.

A pair of willow eyes are as cold as a mirror, reflecting the hustle and bustle of the outside world, but there is no inner turmoil.

"I've seen the emperor!"

She clenched her left hand into a fist and her right hand outside, following the rules and meticulously bowing her hand. The angle of the leaning is precise and decent, no more, no less.

Gu Xu bowed slightly, which was a response.

The two passed by without saying a word more.

…………

Recently, Gu Xu has been living in Zichen Palace.

However, he did not live in the Qianyang Palace, the dormitory of the emperors of the Great Qi Dynasty, but lived in the Qianyun Hall on the west side of the Qianyang Palace.

The location here is not right, it is not on the central axis of Luojing, and the area is not spacious, but it is better because of the exquisite layout, simple and elegant decoration.

The front hall is bright and open, suitable for handling state affairs; The apse is warm and comfortable, enough to sleep peacefully.

Whenever night falls, Zhao Yan will always sneak in quietly after dealing with things in the army and spend the night with him.

"You really know how to pick a place," she once commented on in his arms, "The layout of this courtyard is very similar to the Liangzhou Governor's Mansion, and it feels like home." ”

However, this is not the most important reason why Gu Xu gave up the luxurious and gorgeous Qianyang Hall and chose this small courtyard instead.

There are too many traces of Emperor Tianxing left in the Qianyang Palace.

Especially some time ago, Emperor Tianxing had been tossing and sacrificing formations in the hall, which made the Qianyang Hall always give people a lingering and gloomy feeling.

At this moment, Gu Xu was sitting in the study of the Warm Pavilion of the Qianyun Palace, holding a red pen in his hand, bowing his head to review the music.

The evening sun shines through the carved window lattice, dappled on the desk, gilding his focused figure with a golden glow.

The room was silent, save for the occasional sound of page turning and brushstrokes.

Although his face remained calm, the mountains of notes on the table made him feel irritated inside.

Without Luo Chuan's right-hand man, he had to work overtime to deal with state affairs, and everything required him to personally weigh the pros and cons and make decisions.

Seeing that the enthronement ceremony was approaching, Gu Xu was getting more and more tired of the position of "emperor".

To tell the truth, he never wanted to be this emperor at all.

It's not because he sees fame and fortune like clouds.

And simply because he is lazy by nature.

Before the crossing, his biggest dream was to live a carefree life after achieving financial freedom.

After crossing over, if he hadn't had to cultivate hard in order to continue his life, he would probably have already become a rich idler who ate and waited for death by cooking for Shi Fu's wife every day.

It's just that in this world, a lot of things are involuntary.

Not to mention for the time being, he shoulders the deep expectations of all living beings in the Great Wilderness.

Just say that those under him are all under his banner and closely rally around him. They eagerly awaited his early accession to the throne so that they could get a share of the cake of victory as soon as possible.

If he had expressed the slightest reluctance, someone would have dressed him in a golden garment early tomorrow morning.

Gu Xu also considered whether he should follow the example of Emperor Tianxing and hand over these complicated worldly affairs to others, while he should be a leisurely shopkeeper.

But when he carefully examined his subordinates one by one in his mind, he regretted to find that during the days when Luo Chuan was injured and recuperating, he couldn't find a suitable person to take on this big responsibility-

Wang Jianzhi is loyal and pure, but sometimes he is too pedantic and inflexible.

There is only one way for Xu Man to solve the problem - take a sword and cut it.

The father and daughter of the Zhao family are both brave and warlike generals, but they are slightly lacking in political wisdom.

Master Jueming had already gone back to Lingshan Temple to cultivate.

Shangguan Jin is a good executor, but she is not good at making decisions, and her relationship with him has been a little delicate lately.

Shen Qiu is prone to accidentally get into the eyes of money, thinking about how to save money for the treasury all day long, but often ignoring more important things.

……

Only Luo Chuan, with just a few words, can understand Gu Xu's deep meaning, and handle those complicated affairs on his behalf, and make decisions that satisfy him.

This is undoubtedly due to the words and deeds of Emperor Ziwei day after day in the upper realm, which made the concept of "everyone like a dragon" deeply imprinted in Luo Chuan's heart.

Just when Gu Xu was in an irritable mood, a pair of cold and soft hands gently stroked his head, soothing his tense temples.

Gu Xu didn't need to look back, just by the familiar touch, he knew that it was Zhao Yan behind him.

I heard her chuckle and say, "My majesty looks very haggard!" ”

Gu Xu smiled bitterly, sighed, tapped his fingers on the table, and said helplessly: "The enthronement ceremony is imminent, everything is complicated, beyond my imagination. Moreover, these notes are really verbose and verbose, and most of them are nonsense singing praises of virtue, which makes me upset and headache. ”

"Need my help?" Zhao Yan asked.

Before Gu Xu could respond, she had already approached and sat on the arm of his chair.

Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her body leaned forward slightly, and her bright red skirt hugged her round hips, outlining her perfect curves. Gu Xu clearly smelled the unique aroma on her body.

She gently picked up a notebook from the table and began to read it aloud to him.

She read not a lengthy original text, but a condensed version that she had carefully refined, and each note could be summarized by her into a few concise sentences.

Her voice was like gurgling water, pleasant to the ear, which made the irritability in Gu Xu's heart slowly washed away, and even made him feel that the review had become a kind of enjoyment.

He lifted the zhu pen and carefully annotated the notes that Zhao Yan had read, and the two cooperated tacitly, and the efficiency instantly improved a lot.

In the corner of the table, a cardboard box sits quietly, containing purple grapes.

Zhao Yan's slender white onion fingers poked into the box from time to time, gently grabbed one, and then used Zhenyuan to peel off the purple skin, revealing the crystal clear flesh, either put it in his mouth and taste it, or naughtily stuffed it into Gu Xu's mouth.

By the time the last grape in the box was gently taken out by Zhao Yan, the sun had quietly hidden on the other side of the mountain, leaving behind a fading afterglow.

In the palace, as night fell, a bright lamp was lit, and a bright lamp was lit one after another, and the warm yellow light flowed to every corner of the palace like a stream.

At this time, Zhao Yan's eyes turned to Gu Xu and said, "I have completed the reorganization of all the surrendered troops in Luojing City according to your requirements. Among them, most of the elite forces have been broken up and incorporated into different units of the Xia army. As for those who were temporarily recruited, I have also placed them in a proper position to turn to farming, construction and other production work. ”

"Well done." Gu Xu appreciated.

I have to say that as a monarch who doesn't know anything about governing the army, Gu Xu can marry a wife like Zhao Yan, which really saves him a lot of trouble.

However, Zhao Yan didn't seem to be too satisfied with his simple compliment.

She turned around, reached out and gently picked up a strand of hair on Gu Xu's sideburns, frowned slightly, and pretended to be disgusted: "Your Majesty, now the army of Great Xia is all being taken care of by the concubines!" If you don't make a concubine a general, why are you so perfunctory in praising your concubines? ”

As she spoke, she narrowed her eyes slightly.

The eyes are sparkling, like a pool of spring water being blown by the breeze, with thousands of feelings and intoxicating.

Gu Xu stared at her, and an indescribable throbbing welled up in his heart.

At this moment, he finally deeply understood the deep meaning of the word "charming eyes like silk" - it is a beautiful picture of endless charm and tenderness.

He stood up, took her into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "The general has worked hard. I wrote a poem today and gave it to the general. ”

Hearing that Gu Xu specially wrote a poem for her, Zhao Yan's eyes suddenly lit up, and her heart was full of anticipation.

Since she learned that Gu Xu gave Shi Xiaohan the song "Looking for him thousands of times in the crowd" at the Lantern Festival Ring Competition, although she never showed it on her lips, she secretly felt a little jealous in her heart.

As Gu Xuming's wife, Zhao Yan has always looked forward to having a poem of her own.

However, the poem that Gu Xu chanted in a low voice greatly exceeded her expectations.

"On the day of the return of the edict, I will untie the battle robe with the general." Gu Xu's voice was a little joking.

As he spoke, he picked up Zhao Yan horizontally and walked towards the bedroom next door.

Although Zhao Yan pretended to shout a few words, "The disciple is robbing the people's daughter", her arms involuntarily hugged Gu Xu tightly.

Gu Xu placed her on the spacious big bed and expertly untied her red dress.

Zhao Yan's delicate cheeks flushed, her black hair spread out on the pillow like a dark cloud, and her skin was dazzlingly white against the backdrop of her fiery red belly pocket.

She lifted a long snow-white leg and lazily placed it on Gu Xu's shoulder.

Her legs weren't slender, meatless chopstick legs.

On the contrary, because she has practiced martial arts since childhood, her thighs are round and full, her calves are well-proportioned and tight, smooth and elastic to the touch, and her flexibility is far beyond ordinary people.

Gu Xu often can't put it down.

…………

It's dark at night.

Zhao Yan's body had become soft, as if it was about to fall apart, and she leaned lazily in Gu Xu's arms.

Chest to chest, legs entangled with each other.

"Your Majesty really doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade!" Zhao Yan said weakly.

Her voice at the moment carried a sense of brokenness, reminding Gu Xu of the rose petals scattered all over the ground after being blown by the storm.

"Who has been shouting more vigorously just now?" Gu Xu looked down at her, smiling rather than smiling.

Zhao Yan snorted lightly, as if she was playing tricks.

Gu Xu lowered his head and kissed her delicate lips.

Zhao Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were blurred.

"Thank you."

After parting her lips, Zhao Yan buried her head on Gu Xu's shoulder, and said softly like a dream.

Gu Xu didn't respond, but just hugged her tighter, as if he wanted to pass his body temperature to her.

He knew that she was thanking him for killing Emperor Tianxing and avenging her dead mother.

Over the years, Zhao Yan has been secretly tracking down the truth about her mother's death and planning a plan for revenge.

Now that the revenge has been avenged, the knot in her heart has finally been untied.

…………

Luojing Mansion Yin - To be precise, it was Yin Yang Jiong of Luojing Mansion in the previous dynasty, who was lying on a tattered straw mat.

The cell was pitch black, with only the faint moonlight shining through the narrow window cracks and dappled onto the rough stone walls. The walls were wet, as if they could be wrung out of water, and they were covered with moss, giving off an indescribable smell of dampness and decay.

There was a disgusting stench in the air, the smell of sweat, musty and excrement mixed together, almost suffocating. Occasionally, rats can be heard scurrying around the corners.

In the corner of the cell, a rusty iron bucket sits alone, the only place for the prisoner to solve his physical problems, and the walls of the barrel are stained with filth marks that make it unbearable to look at.

Yang Jiong had been imprisoned in Luojing Prison for two whole days, but he still couldn't adapt to the dim and oppressive atmosphere.

As the supreme governor of the capital, he always sent prisoners to prison in the past, how could he have imagined that one day he would become a prisoner and be imprisoned?

In the past years, Yang Jiong's life can be described as extremely luxurious.

On the daily dining table, there are all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas, all of which are carefully cooked; His garments were all made of silk and satin, intertwined with gold and silver threads; His residence is even more carved and magnificent, showing dignity and style.

However, all this came to naught in an instant at the moment when Yang Jiong was taken into Luojing Prison. The simplicity and squalor of the cell were a stark contrast to his former life.

The daily food is nothing more than clear soup and little water, coarse tea and light rice, which is a drop in the bucket for Yang Jiong, who has always eaten a lot. He tasted hunger, and in just two days, he felt like he had lost a lot of weight, and he lost several pounds.

"Gu Xu, you are really a tyrant who does not distinguish between good and evil, and does not know right and wrong," Yang Jiong stared at the ceiling, scolding and muttering in his mouth, "I, Yang Jiong, am really blind, I used to think that you were a humble and thrifty young man, but I didn't expect you to be a wolf in sheep's clothing, with ambition and viciousness all over your belly."

"The kindness given to you by the Great Qi Imperial Court, you were thrown out of the clouds in a blink of an eye, and you will take revenge, you are really a shameless guy.

"You are crueler than a beast, more hateful than a demon! keeps saying that he is benevolent, righteous and moral, but he doesn't even let go of the former courtiers, which is really despicable and shameless to the extreme.

"Your reign is doomed to disaster, and your new dynasty is nothing but a short-lived dynasty built on blood and lies. You think you can cover the sky with one hand, but you don't know that the sky net is magnificent, negligent but not leaky. Your dynasty is destined to die, and your children and grandchildren will pay a terrible price for your crimes......"

When Yang Jiong was scolding, the dilapidated cell door suddenly creaked and slowly opened.

A gust of cold wind carried the damp and rancid smell of the prison.

Yang Jiong slowly sat up straight from the straw mat and squinted his eyes, trying to catch the figure of the visitor in the dim light.

I saw that the man was holding a candle in his hand, and the faint light of the candle flickered in the darkness, outlining a hazy and mysterious light and shadow on his face.

As the man approached, Yang Jiong finally saw that this was a young eunuch with a fair face. He wore a robe with a large collar and a large placket, wide sleeves and water, and delicate tuanhua embroidered between his chest and back, which looked luxurious and solemn.

"What were you talking about?" The young eunuch smiled slightly, but his gaze was very cold, and he didn't smile at all, "Calling the monarch by his name is a crime of 'great disrespect', do you know?" ”

Yang Jiong was so frightened by this question that he shuddered, and secretly regretted it in his heart.

He quickly adjusted his mood and blurted out: "I was just saying that the Great Xia Dynasty will last for thousands of generations, and my emperor will live forever......"