The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

"Didn't you sleep well?" Gu Jiao raised her eyebrows and asked.

Eunuch Wei opened his mouth wide, but was unable to make a sound for a long while.

From time to time in the hallway, the laughter of Aunt Liu and sisters and the two daughter-in-laws of Granny Zhou's family, as well as the noisy sounds of their children babbling in the front yard and the small clear space.

In the past, it was difficult for His Majesty to fall asleep if there was any movement in the palace, but now there is such a noise outside, how can His Majesty sleep so soundly?

The emperor slept from the afternoon to the next morning without eating dinner.

Gu Jiao looked at the emperor with fluffy hair and rushed into the carriage to go to the morning court, and thought to himself, why can't it seem like he can't sleep? Obviously slept more than her!

She fired black powder last night, and the whole family woke up. Only the emperor snored like thunder, and his dragon's breath filled the yard—commonly known as snoring.

"Hmm." Gu Jiao rubbed her chin, "I thought I blew him up in the middle of the night."

"Hurry up! What are you waiting for!" The emperor slapped the coachman on the head, and he was so lively that he never fainted.

The emperor had a good night's sleep, refreshed, went back to Huaqing Palace to wash up, changed into a dragon robe, and went to the Golden Luan Hall.

Empress Dowager Zhuang's Feng Huan also arrived near the Jinluan Hall.

Eunuch Qin reminded: "Queen Mother, Your Majesty has also arrived."

We'll be there, Empress Dowager Zhuang rolled her eyes.

Empress Dowager Zhuang, who bent her waist for the five candied fruit, let people get off the sedan chair, and walked out with the support of Eunuch Qin.

The emperor also got out of the sedan chair, looked at the Empress Dowager Zhuang with a smile in his eyes, and did not forget to bow his hands as a son's salute: "Son to the queen mother."

Yesterday he looked like a bag of wilted Chinese cabbage, but today he is obviously energetic. The Empress Dowager Zhuang glanced at him lightly, and said: "It's getting late, don't delay, hurry up and go to court. Say the emperor Didn't you always arrive earlier than Ai's family? Why is it so late today?"

The emperor was ashamed to say that he overslept in Bishui Hutong, obviously he couldn't sleep in the magnificent palace, but he went to the small shabby room of the Empress Dowager Zhuang but slept dimly, and he despised himself when he said it!

He won't admit that it's because that room is easy to sleep, it must be because he is too tired after not sleeping for a few days.

The emperor thought about it,

Inadvertently saw the Empress Dowager Zhuang holding a delicate hand stove in her hand.

This is a dual-purpose hand stove. It can be filled with charcoal in winter and ice in summer. It is very cool to hold it in your hand.

The emperor suddenly chuckled, walked over, raised his hand and knocked down Empress Dowager Zhuang's stove.

The hand stove slammed on the bluestone floor.

The texture is very good, not smashed.

Empress Dowager Zhuang looked at the emperor with cold eyes, and was about to get angry when she saw several court officials approaching from not far away.

"Eunuch Wei, the Empress Dowager's hand stove has fallen, why don't you pick it up for the Empress Dowager?"

"...Yes!" Eunuch Wei picked up the hand stove on the ground, and it was dirty on the ground. Naturally, he couldn't just pass it to the Queen Mother. He was about to wipe it with his sleeve.

The emperor brought the hand stove over: "I'm here." He took out the handkerchief and wiped it carefully, as if it could shine, before handing it to the Empress Dowager Zhuang with a smile, "Mother, your hand stove."

The court officials who saw this scene couldn't help secretly marveling, His Majesty is so filial to the Queen Mother, and even helped her clean the hand stove.

Empress Dowager Zhuang's mouth twitched.

She pulled the hand stove with a cold face.

The emperor reminded meanly: "Smile, mother, smile, you are all watching!"

I laugh at you big donkey hooves!

Empress Dowager Zhuang faked a smile: "Hehehe."

Those officials walked away, the Empress Dowager Zhuang smiled for a second, and threw the hand stove that the emperor had taken to Eunuch Qin in disgust.

When walking up the steps of the Golden Luan Hall, the Empress Dowager Zhuang lifted her phoenix robe to cover her feet, and stepped on the emperor's instep!

Emperor: Aww——

Surrounded by people, he shut his mouth tightly and swallowed the groan in despair.

His facial features were twisted into a ball in pain!

Empress Dowager Zhuang smiled lightly: "What's wrong with the emperor?"

The emperor was stiff and pinched his thigh: "Foot...feet..."

Get your feet off!

"Oh, the emperor twisted his foot?" The Empress Dowager Zhuang raised her eyebrows and crushed his foot on the back of his foot again. The emperor rolled his eyes in pain and almost lost his breath.

The Empress Dowager Zhuang stretched out her hand gracefully to hold his arm, with a smile on her face: "My family will help you." Then she kept smiling and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth, "Everyone is watching, Emperor, laugh."

The emperor smiled uglier than crying.

All the officials couldn't help but sigh with emotion - the Queen Mother loves this son very much too!

It seems that after the misunderstanding that the queen mother poisoned the young master of Zhaodu was resolved, the relationship between mother and son has really eased a lot!

Gu Jiao knew nothing about the affairs of the imperial palace. After sending Xiao Jingkong to the Imperial Academy for elementary school, she went to the medical center.

She found that the medical center tended to have a lot of patients in the morning, and it would be a little leisurely in the afternoon. In the past, the little girl from the female school used to come to the next door to play the piano from time to time, but now she can't hear it.

She tried to let Xiao Jiangli learn the piano, but this girl is only interested in herbal medicine, learning the piano is more stupid than her practicing calligraphy.

She had to give up the idea of ​​letting Xiao Jiangli play the piano for her.

Gu Jiao looked at the Fuxiqin on the table, tapped the box with her fingertips a few times, opened the box, and took out the Fuxiqin with its burnt tail.

Her slender fingers stroked the strings lightly, but in the end she didn't play. She put the Fuxiqin back, closed the case, got up and left the hospital.

She went to the martial arts school.

After several months of martial arts challenges, she has grown from a junior martial artist to a great martial artist in the martial arts hall, and she should be a master at the top.

I heard that the total number of masters in the entire capital does not exceed one hand, which is very rare.

Of course, this is jargon, and to ordinary people it is a group of martial arts masters.

At the level of a master, it is rare to appear in the Jianghu. There is a master in the Taihe Martial Art Museum, but it is only a name. Gu Jiao has been to the martial arts hall so many times, and she has never seen a hair of him.

Old Hou Ye also came to the martial arts hall today. He didn't just come to watch Gu Jiao's martial arts competition. He also wanted to see if there were any other powerful seedlings here. After meeting Gu Jiao, his eyes became critical.

It seems that it is difficult to find another young man who is so young, so talented and can control his murderous intentions.

He is a warrior on the battlefield, he has killed countless people in this life, how could he not feel the killing desire in a single person?

The old Hou Ye didn't know what happened to his little brother who was worshiping him. The desire to kill was so strong, what was rare was that he restrained his desire to kill and did not let himself become a murderer.

This is another reason why Old Hou Ye appreciates Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao came down from the competition stage, and Old Hou Ye also came out from the wing room on the second floor, and the two ran into each other in the lobby.

Old Hou Ye looked at Gu Jiao with a smile, and said, "Is today's martial arts competition over?"

Gu Jiao nodded.

"You've improved a lot recently." It was beyond his expectation. If he hadn't watched the little brother compare each other, he would have almost thought that the little brother was a master before, but lost his strength for some reason, and is now Somehow slowly recovering.

Old Hou Ye said again: "By the way, are you still practicing your marksmanship recently?"

Mentioning this, Gu Jiao blinked.

Old Hou Ye was slightly taken aback: "Have you brought your red-tasseled gun?"

Gu Jiao shook her head.

The old Hou Ye didn't know that she had lost her red-tasseled gun the night she saved the emperor, and thought she had forgotten it at home, so he smiled and said, "It's okay, I just happened to bring you a new red-tasseled gun. "

Gu Jiao followed him to the backyard of the martial arts hall.

Old Hou Ye's carriage was parked outside the back door, he went to the carriage and took a red tasseled gun wrapped in red cloth, and handed it to Gu Jiao: "Try it."

Gu Jiao took it and took a look at the red cloth.

Wow!

It's the big guy she saw in the barracks!

This red-tasseled spear is two inches longer than ordinary red-tasseled spears, and it is heavier. The tip of the gun is shining with a cold light. Gu Jiao tried a trick in her hand, as if she was frightened by a dragon, extremely domineering!

Old Hou Ye unconsciously showed some satisfaction in his eyes.

Sure enough, he had a unique vision, and this red-tasseled spear of the famous general of the Yan Kingdom was very suitable for his little brother.

"Don't you feel heavy?" he asked.

Gu Jiao shook her head.

She likes its weight, it has the potential to destroy the dead, and it also has the ability to break through a thousand junctures.

She played a few more tricks, and the more she played, the more satisfied she became.

She didn't like cold weapons in the past, but this red-tasseled gun was too much to her liking.

Old Hou Ye has been observing her moves, it is the set of marksmanship he taught her, but that set of marksmanship is more suitable for ordinary red-tasseled spears, and cannot exert the maximum power of this red-tasseled spear.

"Brother Gu, wait a minute." He walked over, "Give me the red-tasseled spear."

Gu Jiao was having fun, smashed her mouth, and gave him the red-tasseled gun.

Old Hou Ye took it over, didn't do any fancy moves, just made one move, his legs were slightly bent, his right hand held the root of the red-tasseled gun, close to his right waist, his left hand held the middle of the red-tasseled gun, and pointed the gun head straight In front, he stabbed out violently!

It seemed a simple move, but at that moment, it was filled with endless murderous aura, even the wind and sand were startled, and the leaves rustled.

Gu Jiao's mask was almost blown off.

She blinked her eyes, her eyes were shining, she took out her small notebook, and wrote in a flash: "What kind of trick is this?"

Old Hou Ye patiently explained: "This is called Zhongsi, which belongs to Zhongping marksmanship. It is the master of spear spears. It has twenty-four styles of long spears. It ranks first among all styles. It seems simple, but in fact it has infinite changes. You If you don’t practice anything else, just practice this trick. Come on, try it.”

Gu Jiao took the Hongying gun and tried it.

...Naturally, it is not a big standard.

Old Hou Ye said: "Don't worry, take your time."

Back then, his master made him practice this move for five full years. He didn't understand the deep meaning of his master. It was many years later that he realized that the essence of marksmanship lies in this move.

Gu Jiao practiced for a while, sweating profusely.

The old Hou Ye felt that today's practice was almost done, so he said to Gu Jiao: "Practice another day, it's getting late, brother Gu, are you hungry? I invite you to eat donkey meat, and there is a donkey meat fire next door. Brother Gu should like it."

Gu Jiao held up the red-tasseled spear and hugged it in her arms, took out a small notebook and wrote: "I have something to do at night, so I will go eat donkey meat with you some other day."

"That's it." A trace of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the old Hou Ye.

Gu Jiao looked at him and wrote, "You seem to have something on your mind?"

"No, no." I just wanted to find someone to have a drink.

Gu Jiao continued to write in a swish, "We are brothers who have worshiped the master, and we can talk about everything between brothers."

Brother Gu is a trustworthy person, and the old Hou Ye has indeed been troubled by this matter for a long time recently, and he is not sure about it.

He hesitated for a while, cleared his throat, and said to Gu Jiao: "Brother Gu, if you have a friend."

Come, come, have a friend.

Gu Jiao understood in seconds!

Old Hou Ye opened his mouth, and continued: "If he wants to do something deviant, do you support it or not?"

Gu Jiao wrote: "That depends on what kind of deviant thing it is."

Old Hou Ye cleared his throat: "For example... take a person away?"

Ah, the old man is going to elope with someone!

Gu Jiao wrote without hesitation: "Support!"

Old Hou Ye looked shocked.

No, didn't you even hesitate? So sloppy?

Gu Jiao wrote down what she saw when she peeked at the godfather's diary in her previous life: "A relationship is a matter between two people. As long as you like each other, you can find freedom together."

You can't find freedom in the organization, and you can't like anyone, and you will be punished by the godfather.

So why there is such a sentence in the godfather's diary, Gu Jiao has never been able to figure it out.

Forget it, she's dead anyway, and she'll never see the godfather again.

Gu Jiao continued to write: "Happy, happy, just, go, bold, bold, pursue, seek! No, want, harm, fear, worldly, vulgar, eye, light!"

The old Hou Ye took a deep breath: "In case of being rejected..."

Gu Jiao wrote: "Rejection means she doesn't like you, you can just give up!"

Why are you in the same breath as Gu Yan?

Are today's young people so sympathetic?

Old Hou Ye said without changing his face: "It's not me!"

Gu Jiao: Oh.

When only one person affirms an idea, maybe one’s heart is not firm enough, but when more people affirm it, it can take root in the bottom of my heart.

Not to mention that he just asked two people at random, and they got the same answer. It can be seen that he was too worried in the past, and this matter was originally very simple.

He wants to take her out of the palace!