imperial psychologist

Chapter 371
Same night.

On the streets of Baihuaya, Qu Xiu reeked of alcohol.

He stumbled down a dark path that he couldn't even get his bearings.

Many people had looked at him in the dark, looking at his bulging purse, but finally gave up—the clothes on this man were not only silk, but also trimmed with brown and yellow gold thread.

It can be seen that this is not an ordinary nobleman, but a relative of the emperor.

For such a person, to take the initiative to rob is to actively seek trouble.

However, when encountering such a high-level drunk, people can follow and wait, and when he is dizzy and unable to find his way, he falls to the side of the road and falls asleep, and then goes up to find a leak.

Sure enough, Qu Xiu continued to walk forward for about ten or twenty steps. He looked around suspiciously, and the remaining reason told him that this was not the place where he ordered his servants to wait.

So he turned around and turned back. This time, his left foot caught his right foot, and his whole body fell heavily to the ground, and then lay there motionless.

The people who followed him all the way almost held their breath at this moment—they didn't die, did they?

If this is dead, it's not good to get bad luck.

When everyone was hesitating whether to approach, Qu Xiu finally let out a cry. He barely turned over and lay on his back in the muddy water.

Seeing that the time had come, people who had been lurking in the darkness came out one after another. A shirtless young man rushed to the front, almost leaving an afterimage, and took off Qu Xiu's purse.

Gem rings, gold and silver belts...the crowd gathered around Qu Xiu like a black tide, and when the tide receded, Qu Xiu was left with nothing but a white coat—even the socks were taken off amidst the looting I went to one.

However, he was completely unaware of this, and was still lying on the ground snoring like thunder.

Not long after, a carriage drove into the narrow alley, and the driver saw Qu Xiu lying on the ground at the end, and exclaimed, "Mr. Xiaoge, I found it! I found it!"

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Song Na poked his head out from inside, "Hurry up, hurry up... go!"

Several servants of the Song family rushed forward quickly, helped Qu Xiu who was already limp from the ground, and brought him half-supported and half-dragged to Song Na.

Qu Xiu's body was covered with foul-smelling muddy water, and Song Na couldn't help covering his nose as soon as he approached.

"Shall I help Mr. Qu get into the carriage now?" the young servant asked.

"Go... fuck the fart." Song Na frowned and said in distaste, "Take... the horse, carry... carry it back."

……

The carriage quietly returned from the back door of the Song Mansion.

Qu Xiu bumped all the way on the horse, and felt his stomach twitching as soon as he landed, and was helped to the yard by the servants of the Song family, then he staggered a few steps, threw himself into the middle of the yard, and pushed aside the octagonal porcelain jar. A few lotus leaves, sticking to his neck, vomited loudly.

Suddenly there was a foul smell of sour alcohol in the yard——

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After a while of people turned on their backs, Qu Xiu finally opened his eyes somewhat soberly.

He looked around and found that he was sitting in the middle of the living room of the Song Mansion. There were two chairs and a desk directly in front of him. There were two cups of tea on the desk, but Song Na was the only one.

Song Na didn't need to speak, he looked at Qu Xiu with sinister eyes, which clearly said "Are you awake at last?".

The cold wind hit his neck, Qu Xiu shivered, and he stretched out his hand to support his forehead.

"I...I am," he frowned, trying to recall what happened tonight—some fragments were cut off directly, but he remembered more or less sporadic images, "How could I be here ah."

Song Na said softly to the servant beside him, "Go... go and invite the master."

Liu Li took a step forward and said with a smile, "Your Excellency Qu is really chic tonight. If we hadn't searched all the streets and alleys of the old Xiaoge, you would probably have slept outside all night."

"I drank... a bit too much." Qu Xiu's blushing face turned darker now, he sat up straight, looked at Song Na in front of him with some doubts, "Brother Song, come to me tonight... ...Is something wrong?"

"Of course there is something important, something important." Liu Li replied on his behalf, "Master Qu, wait a moment."

After a while, Song Bozong walked over slowly with the help of his maidservant.

He wasn't fully dressed, just a coat over his tunic.Song Bozong's face was slightly sullen, but he looked more majestic than before.

Song Na stepped forward and sat down facing his father.

Qu Xiu was a little ashamed of being stared at by Song Bozong, and he couldn't help standing up, "I'm sorry, Mr. Song Ge..."

"That's all." Song Bozong looked away, and he seemed to be talking to himself, "The matter was urgent, and we didn't discuss it with Mr. Qu, so it would be rude to bring Mr. Qu directly to the house like this."

Qu Xiu's face suddenly changed, "Ge Lao can just call the junior's name—"

"Master Qu." Song Bozong called again, "I invite you here tonight, not the elders inviting the younger generation. Although you are young, you are still decisive in many matters. Since we want to talk about business, the old man calls you You can afford it, my lord."

Qu Xiu froze there.

"The emperor is already preparing for the canonization ceremony of the little prince," Song Bozong said softly. "The matter is very urgent. It should be at the end of May or early June... I have already thought about the title, King Qi. Lord Qu knows this." something?"

Qu Xiu shook his head.

"It seems that the old lady didn't tell you." Song Bozong said softly, "I gave her the news a few days ago."

"Is there something wrong with Mr. Ge?" Qu Xiu frowned, and asked cautiously, "After all, the Empress Dowager Chu Jiu..."

"In extraordinary times, there are naturally extraordinary methods." Song Bozong looked up at Qu Xiu with deep eyes, "No one can stop what the emperor is going to do."

Qu Xiu inexplicably saw a murderous look in Song Bozong's eyes, he didn't dare to ask more questions, so he nodded and answered yes.

"...before then," Song Bozong said softly, "the emperor will restore Mr. Qu's official position as the Shaoqing of Guanglu Temple. This matter... the Ministry of Officials has already started to handle it. Mr. Qu will receive the news in a few days. "

Qu Xiu was stunned at first, and then delighted. Although he tried his best to cover it up, this momentary reaction still made Song Bozong feel a little unhappy.

But the old man didn't even move his eyelids, and continued, "But what will happen in the future, Mr. Qu, have you thought about it?"

Qu Xiu was still immersed in the good news just now, and he didn't realize the deep meaning in Song Bozong's words at all. He smiled and bowed deeply to Song Bozong, and said many polite and warm words one after another.

"Lord Qu..." Song Bozong interrupted Qu Xiu's flattery in a low voice, and he frowned slightly, "Now the emperor's death is approaching, what will happen in the future, have you thought about it?"

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