Wei Yu asked with a pale face, "Where is Gu Jiaqing?" ”

Everyone in the hall was taken aback by her behavior, and Li Dehai, who sent the lacquer box, was still bluffed and bowed his head.

"Back to Your Highness, General Gu...... I'm afraid I'm out of the palace now. Li Dehai lowered his head and said carefully.

Wei Yu held a breath in his chest, his heart full of deep offended anger.

Gu Jiaqing: What does this mean? Is it hinting at her, or is it provoking her?

The palace people in the palace didn't know where her anger came from, and they were all worried.

The hall was so quiet that it could be heard that a needle was falling, Wei Yu barely calmed down, and looked at the people who nodded and hung their heads.

"There are still injuries in this palace, if my father-in-law has nothing else important, let's go back to Qianyuan Hall first." Her tone was stiff, her face was still not good, and she didn't bother to explain her gaffe.

Although Li Deyuan didn't know why, his years of experience in the palace told him that it was not appropriate to investigate it at this time, he thought that General Gu had just saved the princess's life, and promised him that he was selling two people to kill two birds with one stone, but he didn't expect to get into trouble instead, and he secretly regretted it.

After listening to her words, he hurriedly bowed his head and said, "Yes, the slave is retired." ”

Wei Yu looked at the piece of brocade on the ground, the anger in his chest surged even more, and he couldn't help but grab the pillow next to his hand and throw it out, and said angrily: "Throw that thing to me!" ”

"Yes."

The palace man hurriedly picked up the lacquer box on the ground, and was about to turn around and exit the palace gate, when he suddenly heard the person who was still thundering again: "Wait." ”

Wei Yu took a deep breath, restrained his trembling hands, didn't know what he thought, his eyes were cold, "Forget it, take it back." ”

At the palace gate at the same time, Gu Jiaqing rode on a horse, holding the reins, and followed the guards in front of him to guide the way in front of the solemn palace gate.

The Gu family has been away from Beijing for more than 20 years, and the house in Beijing has long been abandoned.

Gu Jiaqing came out of the palace and went to rest in the mansion that Emperor Cheng had just given.

His speed was not in a hurry, and he had a kind of calm and relaxed spirit, until he walked into the downtown and the guards fell two steps behind them, and he turned his head sideways to look at the thirteen who were following him, "How?" ”

Thirteen immediately understood what he meant, and replied in a low voice: "Gonggong Li said that the princess was furious and threw the things on the spot. ”

Sure enough, the corners of Gu Jiaqing's mouth drew a slight arc, and things became interesting.

……

Gu Jiaqing's arrival was like a boulder falling into a calm pool, setting off a monstrous wave in the court.

Da Yin has not had a major war for nearly 20 years, if what Gu Jiaqing said is true, then this battle will be the biggest battle encountered in the DPRK since the Western Expedition of Emperor Wu of the former dynasty.

It is important to pay attention to it.

The entire government and the opposition, from Emperor Cheng to the hundred officials, have entered a state of emergency preparedness for war, and the six departments and nine temples have been put into operation, and they have begun to liquidate the treasury, prepare grain and grass, make pre-war preparations, and be ready for battle.

And Xiang Siyuan, who was originally skeptical about this matter, was very surprised, looking for this, the news from the northwest only came to the palace today, and even the emperor didn't know, who sent the news to Wei Yu, how could she know about it in advance?

He was very suspicious, but when he heard that after he left that day, Wei Yu was assassinated on the way to the White Horse Temple to repay his vows, and he was still recuperating from his injuries after nine deaths, so he didn't have the opportunity to ask her personally for verification.

Because of this incident, Jin Yiwei has been patrolling all over the capital these days, making the officials tremble, although the body is not afraid of the shadow, but when the butcher knife hangs above the neck, how many people can really be calm?

Because this case occurred on the outskirts of the city, as the yamen in charge of public security in Beijing, the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division also had to cooperate with Jinyi Wei to investigate, and Xiang Siyuan, the half of the director, was Wei Yu's person, so he naturally hoped to find out the murderer as soon as possible.

Although the official position of the Gyeonggi manager sounds like a gatekeeper, after all, he has the rank of five grades, and his position is not really so narrow, and the Wucheng Terracotta Division is responsible for the security of the capital and its suburbs, and there is a criminal prison in the department, which can be in charge of the criminal and prison lawsuits of some personnel in Beijing.

Recently, he has been so busy that his feet do not touch the ground, and he is investigating around in Beijing every day, and this day he followed a jump of clues to find Pingkang Fangzhong, and only then walked to the front of the workshop, and saw that the palace of Prince Yong'an, which had been silent for a long time, had changed the courtyard, and the carriages and horses were like dragons, and it was very lively.

Now, this place should be called General Gu's Mansion.

The Zhenbei General's Mansion has been stationed in the northwest for many years, which is the emperor's courtesy to the 400,000 Yongjun.

Xiang Si glanced at it from afar, only to see that the black lacquer door happened to open at this time, and a handsome man with long robes and wide sleeves stepped out slowly, and the pupils that were as calm as the deep pools of the ancient well looked at him from afar, as if they were fate, and happened to meet his eyes.

Looking at each other, Xiang Siyuan didn't know why, and there was a layer of goosebumps on his arm.

For almost a moment, he thought the other party was looking at a dead object.

General Mingwei, Gu Jiaqing.

With the name in his mind, he looked away without any anomalies, and with a pull on the reins, he urged the horses under him to continue walking.

According to the confession that has just been tried in prison, the person who assassinated Princess Zhaoyang is in Pingkangfang.

Gu Jiaqing retracted his gaze, turned back to the thirteen on the side and asked, "Who is that person?" ”

That face, he seemed a little familiar.

Thirteen thought for a while and replied, "It seems to be the newly appointed Gyeonggi manager, the fourth son of the Marquis of Dingyuan, Xiang Siyuan." ”

Gu Jiaqing passed in his mind, and he didn't have the impression of this person.

Thirteen was interested, and followed him and said: "Speaking of which, this person seems to have something to do with that Princess Zhaoyang, it is said that his official position is still from Princess Zhaoyang to ask for the saint, and it seems that there are rumors in Beijing a while ago that the two of them have such a leg." ”

Gu Jiaqing frowned slightly.

Thirteen's voice immediately paused, and then he realized that he was wrong.

"It's just a little white face who eats soft rice, how can it compare to the general's one-ten-thousandth of the divine might?" He secretly looked at Gu Jiaqing's face and hurriedly reversed his words.

I didn't want Gu Jiaqing to hear this, but his brows furrowed more and more, and Thirteen hurriedly closed his mouth.

No, did he guess wrong?

He was so excited that he thought that the dead wood was in spring and the stones were blooming.

He scratched his head and let go of these thoughts, anyway, the master's thoughts, others could never guess.

They went out today because they had an important business to do.

Gu Jiaqing got into the carriage and began to close his eyes and recuperate, running around on fast horses day and night for several days, even he was a little tired.

Beijing is different from the bitter cold of the northwest, the spring breeze is getting warmer, the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, the sun is warm, and everything is warm and provokes sleepiness.

He didn't know if he was tired or if he was guided by some special strength, and before he knew it, he really fell asleep.

The dream is different from the sunny day in Beijing, a spring rain is slight.

In the distance, the green mountains are shrouded in smoke and rain, the river flows around the country, the vast stretches of plains sprout green grass, spring flowers are blooming, and a few thick thorn peaches soar into the sky around the walls of the brown and blue mansions, and in the drizzle they fall a light pink petal.

A pitch-black plaque hangs low above the cedar gate, and the font on it is simple and atmospheric, which reads: Jianzhang Academy.

This is the twentieth year of Jiayuan, Jiangnan, Jianzhang, as if the seal is carved and remembered, this idea emerges out of thin air.

This had happened many times, and since he found out that he had been reincarnated, all his memories had to be obtained by such dreams.

He frowned, stood in the middle of the crowd, forced to crowd in one direction, felt noisy, and was blocked again, and wanted to turn around and take another side door, but it was already too late.

He surged in the direction of the crowd and finally reached the source of the commotion.

On the high platform not far away, a gorgeously dressed and slender woman stood in the center, raising the longbow in her hand, the bow was bent, and her round and clear apricot eyes slowly crossed the forest below the stage.

The light rain wet her butterfly-like eyelashes and cloudy black hair, and the expression on her face was cold and flamboyant, reminiscent of a soft knife out of the sheath, except that the handle was carved with flowers and inlaid with jewels.

"Little princess, if you can't shoot, surrender and admit defeat as soon as possible, just call me brother, otherwise the time for a stick of incense will pass, but you will have to kneel, which will hurt your royal face."

A hanger's voice sounded on the high platform, Gu Jiaqing followed the prestige, and the name of this person appeared in his mind, Xie Ruhui, the eldest son of the Xie family.

The Xie family has been entrenched in Jiangnan for generations, and the salt and iron operation in the south of the Yangtze River is in the palm of his hand, and he can be called the richest man in Dayin, and he is the real emperor of the soil in Jiangnan and other places.

The girl on the stage ignored his noise, her eyes kept roaming around, and her hand with a long bow was steady and flat, and there was no abnormality in the slightest.

The students of Jianzhang Academy not only pay attention to pen and ink, but also have to take regular examinations in the six arts of the gentleman, and her posture is already very standard, and the full bow is maintained for such a long time, even ordinary men are rare.

Some scholars in the crowd who were pitiful and cherished the jade were angry, and were about to reply, perhaps for fear of delaying her archery, so they silently endured it again.

All eyes were on her.

There was silence all around, and the birdsong in the forest could be faintly heard, and suddenly, there was a slight noise somewhere in the forest, and everyone looked awe-inspired, and followed the reputation, only the girl quickly turned around, and in the opposite direction, the jade hand let go, and released an arrow.

The arrow "searched", and it crossed Gu Jiaqing's sideburns, startling a thin wind.

With a hoarse birdsong, there was the sound of things falling to the ground in the grass behind him.

Gu Jiaqing turned around and saw an old boxwood tree not far behind him, lying a black bird with an arrow passing through.

The bird has red eyes and short beak, white spots all over the body, like a crow and a dove, it is a jujube cuckoo, mostly in the mountains and forests, extremely agile, generally only hear its sound and do not see its shadow, even if it is a hundred steps through the poplar archer, it may not be able to shoot it 100%.

Everyone woke up like a dream, turned around one after another, and when they saw him, they all restrained their excited looks, their expressions turned white, and they saluted respectfully: "Mr. Gu." ”

Gu Jiaqing's expression was faint, and his eyes looked at the woman who had almost passed an arrow through his head.

She still maintained the posture of sending arrows, her face was unrepentant, her eyebrows were flying, and her red lips had a bold and eye-catching smile, as if she had exhausted the spring color of the city.

She put down the longbow in her hand, turned her head to look at Xie Ruhui, who had just provoked her, and snorted coldly: "I shot, what you said, I am willing to lose the bet." You should kneel, head in the direction of the capital, and shout a hundred long live the emperor. ”

Xie Ruhui didn't seem to be able to really shoot without her, her face was flushed, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

The spring rain is getting heavier and heavier, the rain and fog are getting thicker, and the green mountains are retreating.

The carriage jolted fiercely, and Gu Jiaqing woke up from his sleep.

Thirteen's voice came from outside the door, "General, it's here." ”