Chapter Fifty-Eight: No Wind or Rain, No Shine
Looking at this young man with a melancholy face and a calm bearing, Gu Xiaosheng saluted calmly, but his mood was not as calm as it seemed. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
An San has Tianshuai bloodline, and his natural talent is outstanding, but he has grown up in the deep palace since he was a child, his identity is too noble, and he doesn't need to participate in the big court, so he doesn't have much opportunity to show his level, but the dean of Tianshu and the old elders of the Shendu have said that with his realm strength, it was very easy to enter the Fengyunlu at the beginning, and now that he is over twenty years old, the realm is even more unfathomable, but few people have seen him make a move.
But he was able to get the respect of an important minister like Yang Su, and it had nothing to do with Tianshuai's bloodline and realm strength, just because His Majesty the Ming Emperor treated him differently and left him in the Ying Tianshen Capital, which caused countless conjectures - does it mean that His Majesty intends to avenge the grievances of the three great Tianshuai?
There are many people who think like this, but the old elders of the royal family have been controlling the government over the years, Ansan is surnamed An after all, His Majesty the Ming Emperor has no obvious attitude, and no one knows what role he will play in the future Ming Dynasty, so the people in the god capital should treat him with complicated feelings, respect and have to stay away.
Yang Su, as the Taishi of the Ming Dynasty and the elder brother of the current concubine, is deeply trusted by His Majesty the Ming Emperor, because he cleaned up the follow-up matters of the Tianshuai Rebellion and made too many enemies in the court, so he was more cautious about the attitude of the Ansan Jiedu envoy, but he also had to try to do something, at least not to offend the other party.
He knew that An San was presiding over the Hundred Sons Meeting on behalf of His Majesty Emperor Ming tonight, and was responsible for receiving the Pure Heaven Sect mission from afar, but he didn't expect that he would meet the other party outside the palace, and he reminded himself of some things intentionally or unintentionally, and protected Gu Xiaosheng.
Yang Su confirmed that Gu Xiaosheng and An San had never met, so the sudden appearance of the envoy of An Sanjie and the intention of returning to protect him could only fall on the Heavenly Prison Division, which reminded him of the rumors that had been faintly rumored in Tokyo recently, and he felt a little uneasy.
An San glanced at Yang Su, then looked at Gu Xiaosheng and said calmly, "Is there anything you need Ben to help with?"
His voice is not hurried, his demeanor is calm and melancholy, giving people the feeling that it is really like a pool of clear water, which is pleasant to wander in.
At the beginning, Gu Xiaosheng didn't understand the meaning of this Fengxiang Jiedu envoy's words to protect himself, and after hearing that sentence, he was relieved, and at this time, listening to the other party's calm and earnest words, he was even more grateful, and said: "Thank you for your concern." β
"Don't thank me, in fact, you kid suffered from the fish in the pond, and those of us who watched the scenery from the city gate should say sorry. β
An San looked at him and said calmly, speaking very casually, but the tone was very sincere.
Of course, it's also melancholy.
If there is a fire at the city gate, the fish in the pond will be affected.
If it weren't for the two forces of the imperial family of the Ming Dynasty to stir up trouble by reopening the Qin Heavenly Prison by the Heavenly Prison Division, Gu Xiaosheng would be just an ordinary teenager who no one knew, where would he be watched by the entire Tokyo, and where would he cause so much trouble?
An San knew the story between Gu Xiaosheng and Wen Zhao Taishi, and thought that Yang Su was making trouble for him, and as a member of the Ming Emperor, it was natural for him to say sorry to Gu Xiaosheng.
Of course, a commander of the soldiers and horses was able to apologize to an ordinary person like Gu Xiaosheng, which showed that he was really approachable, and in front of Yang Su, in the palace, he did not shy away from talking about the contradictions between King Yan and His Majesty, which was even more chic.
"The general is polite. β
Gu Xiaosheng looked at An Shan's melancholy face and said, "If there is something that needs to trouble the general, I will say it." β
"Very good, I like this temperament very much, and I'm not afraid of trouble. β
An San patted him on the shoulder, and walked outside the hall, there were guards following him in the night, before leaving, he glanced at Yang Su, his eyes were calm and melancholy, there was no warning, but the warning was full.
The soft light of the night pearl became a little unstable through the bright paper between the window frames.
Yang Su's face was illuminated by the light, and it was a little cloudy.
The envoy of Ansan Jiedu left, but his words remained under the porch in front of the temple, and the night wind did not disperse.
Yang Su couldn't do anything to Gu Xiaosheng anymore, and said with a face like frost: "Your luck is very good, you can't die like this." β
Gu Xiaosheng thought for a while and said, "Or, it's because I'm a good person." β
After saying this, he laughed happily.
In the eyes of many people, Gu Xiaosheng has always been very calm, but he is obsessed with reading and practicing, but he doesn't even smile much, and he calls him a ...... if he wins or not Nerds.
But he smiled happily at this time, because he was in front of Yang Su.
Yang Su was also laughing, as if he thought the teenager's answer was funny and naΓ―ve, but his smile was ugly.
After all, the Frost Cloud Hall is not the main hall, and it is not the main palace where His Majesty the Ming Emperor lives.
At this time, the night was dark, and a reddish pony slowly walked out of the wasteland and grass, with starlight shining in its eyes, which was extremely strange.
Yang Su looked at the night, raised his eyebrows slightly, said nothing more, and flicked his sleeves into the main hall.
Gu Xiaosheng also saw the red horse.
The red horse looked at him quietly, then walked in the direction of the outside of the palace, and as he walked, stopped and looked back at him, as if trying to show him the way.
Gu Xiaosheng understood what this red horse meant-it wanted him to leave the palace.
Although he couldn't talk, he vaguely felt, and was convinced that the red horse had good intentions towards him, then it might mean that tonight's events were not over, and it was even possible that the real ordeal or danger had just begun.
But he didn't leave because he wanted to attend tonight's Hundred Sons Meeting.
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The night is shining with stars.
An San walked in the light between the corridors, thinking about the chill that Yang Su exuded before, and knew that he had finally arrived in time.
At that moment, a voice rang out.
The sound came from the depths of the night, but it did not disperse into the night.
The voice came from the depths of the palace, but it was not dispersed in the halls.
The voice rang directly in his ears and then fell directly on his heart.
The sound is crisp and moving, like the smell of lychee in summer.
"Did he say anything?"
There was silence all around, the sound of silk and bamboo in the Frost Cloud Hall passed through the paper window, very soft, the sound of the spring breeze blowing the leaves in the distance passed through the wide square, very soft, and the voice that sounded directly in his heart was also very light, but it was like thunder.
If it was an ordinary person, he would definitely be shocked when he suddenly heard such a voice in his heart, but An San didn't react, as if he clearly knew that this voice would sound, or that he had made an appointment with the owner of the voice here.
"With Wen Zhaotaishi's temperament, he naturally won't say anything. β
An San looked at the dark night and said calmly: "But I'm curious, he is your brother, why did you stop him?"
The voice sounded again: "He is too anxious, and his hatred is too deep. β
Ansan said: "Whoever the incident put on him twenty years ago will have a deep hatred, and this is not your reason. β
The night suddenly fell silent.
The night was silent for a long time before a sigh was heard.
"He's my brother after all, I can't look at him like Yuan Shouzuo said...... Doomed to die young. β
ps: I've been frantically submitting resumes, I'm a little busy, so forgive me. Graduation eat knows, it turns out that sad people are everywhere. Ask for collections, ask for rewards, ask for tickets