I Rely on Beauty to Stabilize the Country

"Hou Pingchang, no one in the whole world is more cherished than me," Gu Yuanbai said by himself, and suddenly smiled happily, "Although the medicinal materials are expensive, I still have to say that the taste is really not very good. Every time I took it, I wanted to throw a basket of licorice in it."

Hou Pingchang couldn’t help sighing in his heart that God’s will tricks people, the saint has been dormant for so many years, and the patience (sexual xing) is not the same as the city government, and the **** are so open-minded and hearty, why the **** must play tricks on this young emperor, must give How about such a dragged body of the Lord?

He followed with a few laughs, and Wen Sheng said a few more words with the emperor.

Soon, someone came to announce which side won and which side lost. Gu Yuanbai nodded as he listened and said, "Reward."

The chief guard glanced at the sky, and walked forward a few steps to persuade Gu Yuanbai to return to the palace in a low voice. The early dynasty of the Da Heng Dynasty was once every two days. Today, I just came to see the Cuju game when nothing happened. Gu Yuanbai originally wanted to make a round in the capital, but after persuading him, he also dispelled this idea and left a few palace servants. Here, the guards boarded the carriage.

Pyeongchang Hou Gong sent his son to leave, and was about to take his son back to the house, but he heard that his son had gone with the eldest son of the Hubu Shangshu, but he did not know where he was going. Fuzhong.

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When the sky (color) was getting dark, the Pingchang Houfu ushered in the elder son. Hou Pingchang had people waiting in the front yard. As soon as Li Yan just stepped into the house, he was called into the study by his father.

"After the Lord left today, I realized that you had left ahead of time," Pingchang Hou said angrily. "You dare to go first before the Lord moved. You are so bold!"

Li Yan swallowed when he mentioned that the sage, he was afraid that he would be discovered, and said hurriedly: "Father, guess what I saw today? When I was playing in the street, I saw Xue Yuan's servant in the downtown area. The middle vertical horse is galloping, he is too arrogant!"

Hou Pingchang frowned: "Zongma is busy? No, I have to write the book to the sage."

Li Yan quietly exited the study, and he was relieved when he returned to his room. He let everyone around him get out. The door was closed, the candle was lighted, and the warm scroll in his arms was spread flat on the table.

Privately hiding the picture scroll on the saint, this is a big deal of rebellion, how can Sheng Yan hide in the bedroom of a small elementary school so casually?

As the son of Pyeongchang Hou Shi, Li Yan naturally knew this truth. But he just couldn't control it. He always felt excited and excited in his heart. When facing the Holy Master, he felt scared and uneasy, but when he wanted to look away from the Holy Master, he felt unwilling.

He didn't have any bad intentions, and he didn't intend to use this portrait to do anything bad. He just felt that the saint was really good-looking, and it would be a pity if he didn't paint it.

Li Yan moved cautiously, and in the picture scroll was a very noble man. The man’s eyebrows and eyes were drawn by Li Yankou, the painter hand-painted, and the ink on the face underneath is very light. This is for cover-up purposes. No one except him and Tang Mian can know that part of the painting is a saint. on.

The eyebrows and eyebrows of the sage have a special charm, but the painter has never seen it with his own eyes. Li Yan looked at it for a while, and said in frustration: "I also said that it is a painting of the capital. What kind of thing is this painting? It looks like a god, it's not as good as me. The painter."

After cursing for a while, carefully put the picture scroll away and put it in the hidden drawer beside the bed. When Li Yan went to the couch, he remembered the scene of seeing him on Saint Today.

I don’t know if this lack of manners will make the sage dislike him. He doesn’t know what he looks like when he kicks Cuju today. He must be blushing and his neck is thick. .

After thinking about it and going, Li Yancai was confused (sleeping Shui).

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Gu Yuanbai naturally didn't know the thoughts of the young boy. He was waited on, washed and changed clothes. His face (color) was a little pale at night. Tian Fusheng asked softly: "The little one, press his head on the saint?"

On the Ming Huanglong couch, three beautiful court ladies in thin clothes knelt beside Gu Yuanbai, silently wiping the emperor's wet black hair with a kerchief.

"No," Gu Yuanbai closed his eyes, enduring the discomfort in his body, "Let your little apprentice come over and beat my leg."

Tian Fusheng hurriedly called the little apprentice, and the little **** knelt under the dragon couch, thumping his legs proficiently. He couldn't help but feel good about his craftsmanship.

After the black hair was wiped (dry gan), the three court ladies quietly got out of the bed and walked out barefoot.

"Tian Fusheng," Gu Yuanbai said suddenly, in a lazy voice, as if he was about to (sleeping Shui), "How are things I asked you to do?"

Tian Fusheng: "Holy Lord, everything goes well."

"Well," Gu Yuanbai said, "The previous batch of people sent out are all my painstaking efforts. Let them pay attention to what they do. The news is nothing but the most important thing to be alive."

"Yes, I will say it again tomorrow."

Three years ago, Gu Yuanbai secretly sent someone to adopt a group of orphans, gave them food, clothing and shelter, taught them the ability to read and read and (kill sha) the enemy, and the daily non-stop brainwashing education eventually became Gu. A sharp blade in Yuan Bai's hands.

They only listened to the emperor's words, and they did what the emperor asked them to do. A year ago, Gu Yuanbai singled out the 400 most loyal people and let them sneak into the mansion of the courtiers, as well as the frontiers and places. Among the guards, there are more than these, as well as the imperial army in the palace and the guards around him, there are also these people lurking. This knife played a vital role in pulling down the power minister Lu Feng.

Gu Yuanbai secretly named it the Supervisory Office, and a huge network slowly spread across Daheng’s land in secret. Among the people sent by the Supervisory Office, some of them have gained military merits, and the bad ones are still being searched in the minister's office The opportunity to advance, the news from them, has begun to have shocking power.

This is only one year, Gu Yuanbai is not in a hurry, he is a little drowsy (Shui Shui): "Settle it."

Jin Yiwei of the Ming Dynasty, Luanyiwei of the Qing Dynasty, Gu Yuanbai also wanted to form an elite team on the bright side, just listen to his words, the body (strong qiang) and strong body armor. The various ideas in his mind are endless, and the Supervision Office and the elite team on the bright side can complement each other and supervise each other. He even thought of a name for this team, called Dong Lingwei, an eagle with sharp claws in his hand, but unfortunately, no matter how much he thinks about it, he still lacks the capital of revolution.

Gu Yuanbai didn't know which step he could do before he died, but if he didn't do anything, it would be particularly uncomfortable.

Tian Fu turned off the lamp and retreated silently. When he arrived outside the hall, he nodded with the chief guard, and said in a low voice: "The Holy Spirit is tired today."

The chief guard's surname was Zhang, and his name was Zhang Xu. He was so heroic and mighty, but he was also very tall. This was the chief guard who was personally selected from the Forbidden Army. Zhang Xu was grateful to the Lord for his appreciation and made a decision. Guarding the safety of the saint, and being loyal to the saint, can be described as one-hearted.

The chief guard sighed and said distressedly: "Holy Lord is happy today."

Tian Fusheng couldn't help but nodded, "If there is something like this next time, the younger one will have to beg the sage to see it. If the sage can be happy, the younger one will have to play a kick even if he folds his waist. Cuju is shown to Sheng."

The chief guard was silent for a while. The guards standing opposite him rushed to wink his eyebrows. The chief guard twisted for a while and said, "We brothers are also good at kicking Cuju."

Among them, many of them still specialize in training because the saints like them. All of them are good players, and they are very fancy and eye-catching.

Tian Fusheng chuckled, and chrysanthemums appeared on his face, "Since Zhang Shiwei said that, the young one remembered it. When he turned to the sage to ask, the young one told the same with the sage. When the time comes, young It's also able to be touched by the light of the Holy Spirit. It's up to the skill of the guards.

Several people were talking and laughing. Tian Fusheng heard a few meows in the corner. He trot over with his face (color) unchanged. After a while, he walked back with joy, "Jiang Wei, a famous doctor has entered Beijing. !"

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There was news from the people in the Supervision Office that there was a traveler who had entered Beijing from Huainan. When Tian Fusheng told Gu Yuanbai the news, Gu Yuanbai was not happy. He squinted his eyes slightly, and he was still wearing the heavy dragon robe he used to go up to.