Beauty is too weak to be bullied

Chapter 172

At the time of application, hundreds of officials went down to the Yamen.

Dugu Buqiu hurried towards the palace gate, but a servant in the shadow stopped him.

"Dugu Bingcao, the Holy Majesty calls."

Dugu Buqiu lost his expression, turned around and followed the waiter, talking to the waiter as he walked, "I have been waiting for you for a long time, what is your surname?"

The servant looked at him with a smile: "Jin Shouzhen."

Dugu handed over a golden bean without asking for a trace.

"You look familiar. Is this the second time we've met? Please drink."

Jin Shouzhen took it away without showing any trace, and coughed lowly.

"Dugu Bingcao has a good memory. The last time you saw him was also a decree passed down by our family."

Dugu Buqiu nods his head: "So that's how it is. The first time is a stranger and the second time is an acquaintance. If you have orders, you can find me."

Jin Shouzhen smiled with the corners of her lips curled up, neither saying yes nor no.

Dugu didn't ask, so he stopped talking and concentrated on walking.

He didn't expect the servant to be of much help, but it's a good thing he didn't offend him.

Walking outside the Hall of Immortals, Jin Shouzhen said: "Please wait here, Dugu Bingcao, and our family will report to the saint inside."

Dugu does not seek to see his nose with his eyes, nor his heart with his nose, and stands awe-inspiring.

Waves of men's laughter came from the hall, unrestrained.

After a long time, his legs were sore from standing, and only then did he see two handsome, gorgeously dressed young men coming out laughing and joking.

Dugu didn't ask to lower his head even deeper, using the shadow of the eaves to cover his face.

Unexpectedly, he still didn't escape.

The two men walked over with smiles, looked him up and down and said, "I have heard that Cao Can, the soldier of Luling Prince's Mansion, looks very handsome, so it is true."

Dugu Buqiu said seriously: "How dare the firefly compete with the bright moon."

A man laughed frivolously: "You do have self-knowledge."

Another person said coldly: "Whether you are an official or a human being, you must always remember to abide by your duty."

"Yes, I would like to follow Zhang Shaoqing's instruction." Dugu didn't want to be as rigid as a 70-year-old old master.

"What dance are you good at?"

"Xiaguan is good at wielding swords."

"What rhythm are you proficient in?"

"Xiaguan is good at listening to music."

"So he's a boring person." The two looked at each other contemptuously, and left with a smile.

"Dugu Bingcao, come quickly." Jin Shouzhen waved to Dugu Buqiu.

"You've just come here, so you probably don't know Wulang and Liulang yet? In this palace, they can't be offended."

The sage's male favourite, is the one that all the kings of the Wu family would personally lead the horse and pass the whip to please, so how could a mere seventh-rank official be able to provoke him.

"Thank you for reminding me." Dugu bowed earnestly without asking.

"Actually, you are also a blessed person." Jin Shouzhen looked at his face and smiled meaningfully.

Dugu didn't ask to see it, but he only pretended to be ignorant.

The queen sat behind the case and corrected the memorial, and did not look up when she heard the movement.

After a long time, she put down her imperial pen: "How is King Luling recently?"

Dugu Buqiu calmly said: "Your Highness is addicted to reading, and in his spare time he tells his children about the Classic of Filial Piety. Besides, he is in good health and happy."

The Queen laughed and said nothing.

Time passed bit by bit, and the shadow of the sun gradually moved westward.

The abnormal silence added a bit of chill to the already solemn hall.

Dugu Buqiu stood steadily, his shoulders, legs, and expression remained motionless.

He didn't tell lies, even if the empress gave him ten times more pressure, he would still be able to hold his breath.

The queen suddenly spoke.

"I heard that you went to Min Rugao's house last night. How's the food and drinks at his house? How exciting is the music?"

Dugu Buqiu immediately collapsed.

His acting skills are exaggerated: "Returning to the saint, I did not dare to drink his family's wine, nor did I dare to eat his family's food, and I did not dare to look at Ji Le."

Good-looking people are always more likely to be patient.

What's more, the queen is in a good mood at the moment.

She looked at this overly beautiful, healthy and masculine young man calmly: "Oh?"

Dugu fell out without asking for anything.

"Wei Chen only cares about scaring and cursing people."

The Queen remained silent.

He told the whole story about how Min Rugao collected money and how he helped people connect and protect the media.

"...that was Wei Chen's life-saver earlier. When Wei Chen was in poverty, and her own livelihood was in jeopardy, she still took Wei Chen in."

"I don't have to admit that this family is dead, but it's wrong for Min Shangshu to collect money to protect the matchmaker and use his power to oppress others!"

"Therefore, I frightened him by pretending to be a tiger. I have committed a crime, and I ask the sage to punish him."

Dugu Buqiu had no intention of hiding anything.

It's just what happened last night, the sage already knew about it today, so there's nothing else to hide.

It's better to confess your guilt quickly, even if you die, it will surely come more easily.

The shadow of the sun slanted to the west, and the hall gradually darkened.

The queen never said a word, instead there was a "rustling" sound of revising the memorial.

Someone from the palace came in to hold the lamp, the empress finally put down her imperial pen and said slowly: "Just now you were outside the palace and saw Wulang and Liulang."

Dugu Buqiu was already waiting for death, but he became nervous when he heard this.

His voice is small.

"Responding to the words of the sage, I have seen it. Zhang Shaoqing is very handsome, which is rare in the world."

The queen said: "Compared to you, how is it?"

It was as if a sharp claw had suddenly strangled Dugu Buqiu's throat.

At this moment, he finally understood Du Qingtan's words.

Beauty is sometimes a problem.

For example, at this moment, his appearance has become a burden.

Of course, if he is willing, it is not a burden, but cheap.

Proper use, you can go straight to the sky, and it will be noisy for a while.

Those long-standing ambitions and unwillingness may be resolved.

However, he remembered those wet and muddy nights and days when he was recuperating in Yongningfang, Chang'an City.

I thought of the girl who always wore the simplest blue dress, was obviously fragile, but was able to stand up straight and steady strangely, and even found time to punch her fists.

He seemed to see the pair of phoenix eyes that looked beautiful and affectionate, but were indifferent and firm, looking at him carefully through the curtains of Jixian Temple.

Dugu Buqiu's conscience suddenly aches.

His eyes were half downcast, his expression was humble, and his tone was gentle and sincere.

"Zengzi said that a scholar cannot be without great perseverance. The responsibilities are heavy and the road is long. Ren takes it as his own responsibility, isn't it too heavy? Isn't it too far away after death?

A sage, to a humble official, is like a parent with food and clothing, and like a god and Buddha in the world.The king, relative and teacher of heaven and earth, in my heart, the sage is the sky.

My minister is willing to be a saint, and willing to die for the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty. "

He bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, with a solemn expression, and every move was square and powerful.

In front of the supreme ruler of the empire, he was as small as an ant.

With a flick of the controller, he was smashed to pieces.

But he thought, even if he would die, he wanted to die with dignity.

In this way, if that cold-hearted Du Wuniang thinks of him one day, she may say from the bottom of her heart, Dugu, I read you right.

(End of this chapter)