Chapter 159: Silver is like flowing water
"Cough cough cough ......" Gu Qingyue's abdominal pain hit: "Painkiller cream." ”
Hui'er took out the ointment: "Imperial Physician Wang, please move to the side hall." ”
Wipe the painkiller cream for Gu Qingyue, and run her chest with the other hand.
The cough slowly stopped, but the breathing was very rapid.
Hui'er was very worried: "Imperial Doctor, the emperor's internal injuries are getting better day by day, but the cough is not getting better, but worsening. ”
"Miss Hui'er, recuperation is not something that can be done overnight, and before the dragon body recovers, the coughing and asthma will be even worse."
"Ahem, ahem, ahem!" Gu Qingyue took a few deep breaths before she could speak: "Every time I cough, I have difficulty breathing, and I am dizzy, so there is no way to pause, and it is good to hold on for two hours." ”
Two hours, about four hours.
This is exactly the time of day to go to the court.
Listening to Imperial Physician Wang's words, Gu Qingyue was worried: "Imperial Physician Wang, two hours can't be reached, and it's okay to retreat." ”
"Please Rong Weichen go back and think about it."
"Go ahead."
Gu Qingyue closed and lay down on the couch to rest, hoping that Imperial Doctor Wang would bring a way to respend.
Hui'er accompanied her, and whenever a minister came, she would be dismissed as if the emperor was not available now.
After a while, Gu Qingyue got up and went back to the dragon chair and began to get busy.
From time to time, I coughed a few times, and I patted my chest to relieve the symptoms.
"Your Majesty, the concubine Niangniang brought you a bowl of ginseng soup."
"Let him in."
Fukang came in with a carved red lacquered wooden box, and seeing that Gu Qingyue had never looked up, he waited quietly aside.
Busy and busy, Gu Qingyue actually forgot about this person.
It wasn't until the tired neck was sore that I looked up and saw it, and then I was very embarrassed: "It's been a long time, sit down." ”
"I'm not tired, it's just that the ginseng soup is cold."
Fukang put the wooden box aside, walked behind Gu Qingyue, grabbed her slender shoulder, and gently squeezed it.
The moderate amount of force spreads out a little bit over the shoulder.
Gu Qingyue closed her eyes comfortably and let out a sigh.
In terms of intimacy, it is better to be well-off, and his temperament is also gentle.
On the surface, there is poetry and calligraphy, and there is a lot of martial arts, both civil and military.
Gu Qingyue was worried about why she didn't like such a good Fukang, but she always thought of Lu Huaijin's bastard.
Thinking of this, she opened her eyes: "Fukang, look at this." ”
Hand the copy with the regent's recital written on it to Fukham.
After just one glance, Fukang immediately decided: "Fake." ”
"Are you so sure?"
Gu Qingyue turned around, wondering why he was so sure, this was fake.
Fukang told her that the land where Lu Huaijin went to the Miasma Mountains was far away from Da Yao.
Let's not talk about how far away it is, let's talk about the vast city of Dayao, and in just a few days, Lu Huaijin Xu hasn't even gone out of Dayao.
Since he didn't come out of Dayao, he couldn't come to report peace at all.
and report peace, and do it with a twist.
Combined with the above, Fukang dared to assert that this was false.
When Gu Qingyue heard Fukang's words, she felt that what she said was reasonable.
Now that there are two people who think it is fake, she will no longer worry: "It seems that Taifu has already known that I am injured, and she is tempting in this way, just to know the reason why Lu Huaijin left." ”
If Mrs. Yang knew that the old thing knew that he was seriously ill this time.
I guess I will laugh before and backwards.
When I thought of the spring breeze on that old face, I got angry.
Take it back and throw it on the table.
Fukang continued to knead for her: "The emperor is angry and hurts. ”
"I don't want to be angry, one day, I will definitely eradicate the dissidents in the court."
Gu Qingyue looked at the fold with cold eyes, and Long Yan was slightly angry.
She was bound to find out who had presented it.
Now that Mrs. Yang can't move the deep-rooted Taifu, it's still easy to clean up the little minions around him.
I'm going to give Taifu some color and see.
The tiger is not powerful, he really treats himself as a sick cat.
Fukang felt sorry for Gu Qingyue and was angry for the performance, interrupting her current thoughts: "Your Majesty, I have been sorting out the account books recently, although I haven't sorted out them completely, I have a rough idea of the general situation of the treasury. ”
"How much silver is left in the treasury."
Gu Qingyue looked back at Fukang.
Fokang bent over and whispered beside her.
Hearing this, Gu Qingyue settled down, and then looked at Fukang: "Is this number accurate?" It's a little too little. ”
On weekdays, there is nothing to do, and this silver is quite enough, and now is the time to prepare for it.
The silver was spent like a stream, and in less than a year the treasury must have been empty.
"Exactly." Fukang detached himself from the content he had sorted out last night, and told Gu Qingyue: "The emperor spent too much money before, which caused the treasury to be unable to make ends meet. ”
To sum it up, in one sentence, all this is a problem caused by the emperor himself.
Gu Qingyue raised her eyebrows, shook her head with a wry smile, how many messes did this original owner prepare for herself.
First the generals were cold, and then the treasury was empty.
If it weren't for the fact that I was afraid of pain, I really wanted to have two mouths in front of the original owner's little face now.
"Fukang, you go down first, I want to be alone for a while."
"Yes."
Fukang left, and she was the only one left in the hall, thinking about a few big things in her head in the silence.
Weapons are important, and only with weapons can we win back the hearts of generals.
And then think about how to replenish the treasury.
That's right, just do it.
Night.
The breeze passed through the corridor and rolled up the corner of Gu Qingyue's skirt.
The four eunuchs beside her held the lamp and illuminated the way ahead for her.
Behind him were several palace maids and eunuchs.
Hui'er helped Gu Qingyue down the steps.
The group walked slowly towards the dormitory.
It was rare that Gu Qingyou walked to the position of the garden today and deliberately slowed down.
In the dim candlelight, under the white moonlight, you can enjoy the flowers and plants here, which has a unique feeling that is not found in the daytime.
The flowers are sacred and elegant, standing there comfortably for people to admire, seemingly beautiful.
It's less free and easy with wildflowers.
"The emperor is windy."
"Well, go back to the dormitory."
Outside Gu Qingyue's sleeping palace, Servant Huaien had been waiting for a long time.
Fu Huaien saw Gu Qingyue come forward to ask for peace: "The minister has seen the emperor." ”
The two eyes met, and Gu Qingyue immediately understood that he had something to say, and nodded and motioned for him to come in with him.
And with him came in a little eunuch.
From the moment Gu Qingyue entered the house, her eyes fell on this little eunuch who was petite and had been following behind Fu Huaien.
"Servant Commander, who is he?"
Fu Huaien coldly ordered the little eunuch: "Don't kneel down yet, and talk to the emperor yourself?" ”
The little eunuch trembled and knelt on the ground: "The emperor spares his life, the emperor spares his life, the slave and maid are guilty, but the slave and maid were killed." ”
But the voice was of a woman.
The woman was wearing the clothes of a eunuch, which was really too strange: "If you want to spare your life, you must tell me clearly, otherwise you will ......"
"Yes, slave maid."
The woman hurriedly explained that she was the palace maid who was responsible for sprinkling and sweeping in front of the cold palace on weekdays.
I couldn't bear the loneliness and fornicated with a guard, and after caring about the chaos, I saw that my clothes were gone.