I Rely on Beauty to Stabilize the Country - Chap 106
When the army rushing back to Beijing from Northern Xinjiang passed by the inn halfway, they happened to meet Hua who was sent to Northern Xinjiang by someone from the palace.
The person who sent the flowers was overjoyed and could not have imagined such a coincidence. After hearing what they were sending, the expressionless Xue Yuan was startled, quickly got off his horse, and walked to the flower delivery team step by step.
The processing of thousands of petals took longer than Tian Fusheng thought. It was not until the end of January that these petals were packed in wooden boxes and sent to northern Xinjiang by the inn.
The two parties had different news. One was going forward and the other was rushing back. If they hadn’t met in front of the inn, they might have missed each other!
Mr. Xue also wore gloves made of duck down by the people of Northern Xinjiang on his hands. The thick benzene gloves were put on his hands, but they were stretched out into a slender shape by his fingers that were slightly longer than ordinary people.
The duck down gently caressed the wooden box, and Xue Yuan’s eyes were fixed on the top, “Is this given to me by the Holy Emperor?”
The station official said: “Yes. The petals in this wooden box are all famous flowers picked and dried by the Holy Emperor. Each plant is highly respected and worth tens of thousands of gold. It took twenty days of work to get it to what it looks like now. ”
Xue Yuan’s fingers touched the lock from the edge of the wooden box, and with a snap, the wooden box was lifted by him.
The quiet floral fragrance floats with the breeze, and the petals of various colors remain gorgeous and soft. Xue Yuan took off his gloves, picked one up, looked at it, and smiled, “Famous flower, have you ever been blessed by the Holy One?”
The closer he got to the capital, the more he couldn’t suppress the gangster nature in Xue Yuan’s heart. He wanted to say nasty things to Gu Yuanbai and do bad things to him.
Bad ideas come one after another, and there is an endless stream of ideas that are ready to be implemented.
After the station official said no, Xue Yuan smiled. He put the petals in his hand into his mouth, sucked and turned the petals with his tongue, and then swallowed with his Adam’s apple twitching.
The mouth is filled with the fragrance of flowers.
He wiped off the color stains on his fingertips, closed the wooden box, picked up the wooden box and turned around to leave. His cloak flew up and he got on the horse neatly.
This wooden box filled with thousands of famous flowers was not small, and it had covered Xue Yuan’s lower abdomen when it was placed horizontally on the horse. The inn official asked: “Master Xue, why don’t you lower your rank and transport it back to you?”
“No.” The reins were raised, and a large number of soldiers and horses galloped out following Xue Yuan. He chuckled and said in a low voice, “I have to take them with me. When we get to the capital, we have to find some way to scatter these dried flowers in the Holy Emperor’s pond.”
Then they ate them one by one.
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More than ten days later, when the weather was cold and the weather was cold, the soldiers from northern Xinjiang returned to Beijing.
After the news came, the Xue Mansion sent servants to wait at the city gate every day. The eldest son left the mansion in September, and it had been five months since then. Mrs. Xue missed him, and Mrs. Xue also missed him. Because there was a lack of people in the mansion, The servants, who were worried about the fact that they were their master, were also waiting for him with joy and expectation.
But as soon as the eldest son of the Xue Mansion returned to Beijing, the first thing he did was go straight to the palace. He walked in a hurry and asked the palace attendant who led the way: “Is the Holy One sick these days?”
“Your Majesty has been a little bit cold in the past few days,” the palace attendant said with a few words that were not taboo, “but this year there are kang beds everywhere, so Your Majesty will be fine after a few days of rest.”
“Kang bed?” Xue Yuan read it again, “What is this?”
“Master Xue probably doesn’t know. This is something that the Holy One sent people to make this year,” the palace attendant said with a smile. “It looks like a solid bed on the outside, but there is a hole in the middle. It’s like a stove baking under you every day. The heat never goes away, but it also warms the whole room. Your Majesty will rarely feel the cold this year.”
Xue Yuan pulled his lips and smiled perfunctorily: “Really?”
He seemed to ask casually: “Does the Holy Spirit like this thing?”
“I like it. Your body is cool. You can have a good night’s sleep only after having a kang bed. How can you not like it?”
Xue Yuan responded with a smile.
Xuanzheng Palace was right in front of him, and Xue Yuan unknowingly accelerated his pace. The palace attendants around him began to jog, and the general following behind reminded him in a low voice: “General, slow down.”
Xue Yuan took a deep breath and said, “Okay.”
However, he was still getting faster and faster, and the sound of heavy boots hitting the ground was loud. Gu Yuanbai seemed to be aware of it in the Xuanzheng Hall, and raised his head and glanced outside the hall.
When Xue Yuan came closer, he saw his raised glance.
Breathing paused.
The Holy Father was wearing bright yellow uniforms. It was warm in the palace, but he had never put on a coat. The bright color lined his face, making him more vibrant than the spring sunshine.
The black hair is tied up, the jade crown is warm, there is a faint smile on the corners of the lips, the memorial is held in the fingers, the eyes are full of energy, and the black eyes are distant, looking at the dusty self.
Xue Yuan seemed to have been hit by a thunderbolt. His whole body was numb and he could only stay in place, staring blankly at the little emperor.
The generals behind him panted and followed up. They quickly straightened their robes and pushed Xue Yuan: “General, please meet me.”
The little eunuch in the palace had just finished his briefing with the Holy Lord. He glanced at Xue Yuan with a suppressed smile and said loudly: “Generals, please come in.”
Xue Yuan came to his senses, took the lead and walked in, saluting the Holy One together with the generals behind him.
Gu Yuanbai raised his lips, very gently. He was given a seat and tea, and he discussed border affairs with the generals.
Xue Yuan didn’t say a word. He seemed very thirsty and drank cup after cup of tea. Then he used the gesture of drinking tea to peek at the Holy Master under the cover of his sleeves and robe.
He did it too secretly, and no one noticed Master Xue’s actions. I just kept joking in my heart: Mr. Xue drank so much tea, wouldn’t it be embarrassing if someone had three emergencies in a while?
Gu Yuanbai also took a sip of tea, and suddenly felt a hot gaze on his lips. He moved leisurely and raised his eyes towards Xue Yuan.
Xue Yuan was lowering his head, and the hot tea mist covered the expression between his eyebrows and the corners of his lips, which seemed to be smiling.
As if aware of the Lord’s gaze, Xue Yuan raised his eyelids and smiled towards the Lord.
Gu Yuanbai didn’t see anything from him, so he calmly looked away.
Although the Holy One is staying in the capital, he knows everything about the affairs of Northern Xinjiang. The generals were talking to him about the death of the Khitan leader from illness, saying: “It was too coincidental that the Khitan leader died of illness. He had been ill for a long time and could still survive for several years, but now he died suddenly when the tribes were preparing to unite. The Khitan people were in chaos. The leader’s son, Yelv Zheng, believed that his father must have been killed by an adulterer.”
The Holy Emperor nodded, and after talking to them for a while, looking at the tired faces on everyone’s faces, he smiled and said: “You all have traveled a long way back to Beijing. You should have rested for a day before coming back to meet me again. You have been in a hurry today, so you are inevitably tired. I’m tired. Now I’ll go home and rest early, and come back to talk to me about the affairs of Northern Xinjiang tomorrow when I’m full of energy.”
Everyone did not refuse, because they were really tired, especially with General Xue’s desperate way of traveling, and they had not had a good night’s sleep for a long time.
Everyone left one by one. Gu Yuanbai turned over a page of memorials and said casually: “General Xue stays.”
Xue Yuan stayed.
It was very warm in the palace, but within a moment, Xue Yuan broke out in hot sweat. He stood up and asked respectfully: “Your Majesty, can I take off my robe?”
Before the audience, the weapons and armor on their bodies had been taken off by the palace attendants. Gu Yuanbai looked at the sweat on his forehead, smiled slightly and said, “No.”
Xue Yuan chuckled twice, “Yes.”
The Holy Emperor kept him here, but didn’t say why. Xue Yuan stood still, with his back slightly bent, and occasionally raised his eyes, as if he had accidentally passed over the Holy Master.
The eyes as long as feather fans swayed, casting a thin shadow under them.
The little emperor’s neck, face and slender hands were made white and transparent by the moving dragon patterns.
The more I watched, the more enthusiastic I became. I felt it was not enough and started to feel anxious.
He stood here for an hour and a half. When the sky outside turned from bright to dark, Gu Yuanbai closed the memorial and rubbed his wrist. After seeing Xue Yuan, he said in surprise, whether it was true or false: ” Why is Xue Qing still here?”
Xue Yuan grinned and said on his own initiative: “I dare not leave without the Holy Emperor’s order.”
“Then come with me for a walk,” Gu Yuanbai stood up, walked out of the hall, and said casually, “Xue Jiuyao, long time no see, how are you doing?”
Xue Yuan was a little flattered. He followed closely behind His Majesty, “Everything is fine. I just miss Your Majesty even more.”
Gu Yuanbai smiled and didn’t take it seriously, “When you came back from Northern Xinjiang, was there still heavy snow with flying goose feathers there?”
“Yes, why not,” Xue Yuan recalled. “When I came, the sky was full of wind and snow. The snow turned into water. No matter how fast the strong wind ran, it could not fall faster. When I looked back at that time, whose There was a layer of white snow on top of my head, as if my hair had turned white overnight.”
Gu Yuanbai listened for a while, nodded and said, “Snow has also fallen in the capital, but after all it can’t compare to the ferocity of Northern Xinjiang.”
Xue Yuan: “I am happy about this.”
When Gu Yuanbai heard this, he turned his head and smiled towards Xue Yuan, his eyes full of meaning. But Xue Yuan was only stunned by his smile, and his wisdom and strength suddenly disappeared. He had been in the army for five months, and now he was almost talking dirty words.
He smacked his lips, licked off the dried skin on his lips, pretended to have accidentally stepped on a stone, took a staggering step forward, held the Holy Lord’s hand, and hurriedly hugged the Holy Lord’s waist.
In a blink of an eye, Gu Yuanbai only felt a black shadow approaching, and his waist tightened. The next second, Xue Yuan was two steps away from him, and he bowed to apologize.
Gu Yuanbai: “…”
He paused and did not show an angry face. Instead, he smiled warmly at Xue Yuan.
This smile was so gentle that Xue Yuan’s eyelids jumped.
The two of them walked around outside and came back. Dinner was already on the table.
Xue Yuan was left to have a meal in the palace, but what was placed in front of him was not an exquisite and delicious meal, but an exquisite wooden box that could be held in both hands.
The box is engraved with mountains and flowing water, and there are five carambolas on the tree.
Xue Yuan opened it and saw that there was the set of jade signs he had hidden under the bed.
The palace attendant beside Gu Yuanbai presented the silver chopsticks. The Holy Master wiped them with his clean hands, took the silver chopsticks, smiled softly and said: “Since Xue Qing likes this thing, then you can use the chopsticks to eat.”
Xue Yuan stared at the jade force and said: “Your Majesty, even if I have iron teeth and bronze teeth, I can’t bite the jade block.”
“There’s no rush,” the Holy Master smiled gently, looking at Xue Yuan with soft eyes, “eat slowly.”
Xue Yuan picked up the chopsticks and asked, “Didn’t the Holy One read the letter from me?”
“Xue Qing’s literary talent is outstanding,” Gu Yuanbai said slowly, “Only after reading your letter did I know what this thing is and what it is used for. As expected, what Chang Yuyan said is true, Xue Qing is a person who cannot be judged by appearance.”
Xue Yuan’s eyelids twitched, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at Gu Yuanbai, shocked: “Isn’t it because of this thing that the Holy One is angry with me?”
Gu Yuanbai raised his eyebrows, “How do you say this?”
Something bad arose in Xue Yuan’s heart. He thought about the matter over and over again, and he always felt that something was wrong. Since the Holy One didn’t know about Yushi before, then, “I received the letter returned by the Holy One in Northern Xinjiang.”
“It has nothing to do with this matter.” As soon as Xue Yuan finished speaking, Gu Yuanbai immediately answered, “I was about to forget about this thing, but then I was reminded of it by Xue Qing’s letter. Xue Qing’s blessing. Xue Qing, don’t talk about eating or sleeping. Let’s have a meal.”
Did I harm myself?
Xue Yuan’s expression changed, and while holding the jade in the wooden box, he thought, how could he be so stupid.
But he used thousands of words in his letter to write about the results of his practice. When he read it, he wanted to touch it for himself. Didn’t the saint feel even the slightest bit moved after reading it?
In order to serve the king with sex, Xue Yuan really put in a lot of effort.
His expression was so exciting that Gu Yuanbai didn’t know what was going on in his mind. He just thought that he was insulted and unwilling to “eat” Yushi. Gu Yuanbai took a bite of the food and chewed it slowly. He put his arms on the table and looked at him as if he were watching a show.
The palace servants in the palace were silent and did not make a sound. They all lowered their heads and did not glance at the table.
Even Tian Fusheng watched Xue Yuan’s actions with his eyes, nose, and heart.
It is really embarrassing for a pair of polished silver chopsticks to try to pick up a rounder and heavier jade piece.
Xue Yuan pinched it several times but still couldn’t get it out. There was only a sweet sound like a musical instrument when the two collided. The sound rang for a long time, and the Holy Master finally stood up, walked behind Xue Yuan, stretched out his arms and leaned over, stretched out his hand from his ear, accompanied by waves of agarwood, and his robe enveloped Xue Yuan.
The tips of the ten fingers are like bamboo shoots, and the wrists are like white lotus roots.
The joints of these hands are distinct. Although they are slender, there are definitely many veins and undulations on the back of the hands, and the veins are clear. It is like a painter with the most advanced painting skills, who devoted his life to painting a superb painting.
The royal fragrance from the Holy Lord’s body came. This fragrance was mixed with the smell of agarwood, sandalwood, dipterocarp and musk. After settling, it could only be distinguished and the imperial majesty that permeated people’s hearts.
Gu Yuanbai’s hand passed over the jade pieces in the wooden box one by one, his fingertips lightly tapped each jade piece, and he asked with a smile in Xue Yuan’s ear: “Xue Qing, tell me, do you usually Which one do you like to use the most?”
The Holy Master held Xue Yuan in his arms and spoke softly without losing the certainty and strength of his words.
Xue Yuan suddenly felt strange.
The Holy Sage’s attitude towards him seemed to soften suddenly, and seemed to have added a bit of frivolity and ambiguity that a strong person had towards his other half.
This kind of pettiness, although subtle, was still keenly captured by Xue Yuan, as if he, Xue Yuan, had become the person who was invaded and plundered by the Holy Sage.
Xue Yuan was silent for a while and couldn’t think of a reason, so he told the truth and pointed to a jade sign that was the same size as the Holy One. It was his favorite one to practice with, “This one.”
Gu Yuanbai slowly picked up the jade sign, and touched the jade sign casually a few times with his pampered fingers. The sight of white hands with white jade directly made Xue Yuan’s eyes warm and his heart was restless.
Gu Yuanbai laughed a few times, picked it up and approached Xue Yuan, saying calmly: “Don’t worry, I’ll feed you.”
