Your Majesty, I'm Guilty

Gu Wenjun didn't know that someone was peeping in the dark, but was busy dealing with everyone's temptation.

A couplet test is only the first question given by the chief assistant.

But with only one couplet, Gu Wenjun can let Zhang Yuzheng speak and give advice personally. He is the first person in history!

She was keenly aware that the atmosphere at the party seemed to be different. Before, everyone said and laughed. Although they made sarcasm or refuted, they still smiled on their faces, which was a bit polite.

However, Lord Shoufu expressed his appreciation attitude. The apparent friendship between eating and drinking, you and me talking about poetry can no longer be maintained, and the meaning of sword and crossbow is becoming more and more intense.

Gu Wenjun is naturally the most threatening, besieged by many young talents. In the face of interests, no one can turn a blind eye and fight without grabbing.

Only Gu Wenjun was the only one who sincerely wanted to have a good meal and enjoy the night lights at Shoufu's family banquet. But who would believe her!

"Today, Zhang Yuee, the daughter of the chief assistant, is really attractive. If you can marry her, you must climb the ladder to heaven, connect to the immortal bridge, and prosper in the near future!"

Gu Wenjun felt more and more helpless: "but I really don't have this idea. I'm a woman. How can I marry Zhang Yuee."

But the teacher was unwilling to let her go and took the opportunity to praise her in front of the people.

"Gu Wenjun is still young. If you don't do well, please be kind to everyone here. He is the first student in Wenshan college who has scored full marks in the entrance examination for so many years. Sometimes I am ashamed. Wen Jun is diligent in his study." there is a way to study, and there is no end to learning. It's his work. Alas, this boy, it's better to go too far... "

He has been talking about Gu Wenjun's shortcomings. In fact, he is praising Gu Wenjun in disguise and using various examples to pave the way for Gu Wenjun's excellence.

Cheng Hong asked the old fox!

Sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy!

Many people scold in their hearts. Cheng Hong is not the only one who brought his younger disciples, but many others have similar purposes. So they are vaguely comparing with each other.

But who is better than Gu Wenjun?

In terms of appearance, Gu Wenjun looks like a boy or a girl. He has a face full of God and jade, moon eyebrows and stars. Even if he wears the most common plain Confucian robe and has no folding fan in his hand, he is also a beautiful young man and a good childe in the world.

In terms of talent, who can compare with the "three lights, sun, moon and stars", and who can draw the conclusion that "there is a road to the mountain of books, and diligence is the path"?

On the other hand, Gu Wenjun's native place in the capital is unknown and unknown. He must be a foreigner, not as good as most of you. But Zhang Yuzheng still wants to find his son-in-law. He can't use his family background to pressure Gu Wenjun!

They are so angry!

But at this time, I can only make a sour and low irony: "I don't understand the truth that wood shows in the forest wind will destroy it. If I don't have any fame, I'll make a show. Be careful to cause great trouble!"

Gu Wenjun glanced at each other secretly. The man had said these ugly words more than once. It seemed that he had hated her.

"All right." Zhang Yuzheng on the high seat waved his hand, "it's getting late. Light the lights."

Shoufu's voice fell, and saw groups of handmaids in exquisite Luo skirts streaming out, with gauze on their faces and a lamp in their hands. The open flames and candles in the courtyard were extinguished one after another, and paper lamps with exquisite workmanship and ingenious structure were replaced.

The huge courtyard is connected with a zigzag corridor. Under the corridor is a large artificial pond filled with clear water. Red and white Koi are chasing the moonlight reflection. When it was quiet for a while, only the sound of water murmured. Until all kinds of sky lamps were lit, they became bright again. The banquet of powerful people was equivalent to fireworks in the world.

Gu Wenjun couldn't turn his eyes. He was speechless for a moment. He didn't let her return to God until a maid blessed her body in front of her.

"Childe, this is an octagonal screen colorful Kongming lamp. Childe can light it himself, and then choose a place to put the lamp."

The voice was soft, and Gu Wenjun looked slowly, "ah, OK."

She reached for the lamp, walked a few steps to the side yard and wanted to put the lamp by the pond.

Looking closely, she found that the craftsmanship was frightening. She saw that the lamp surface was painted with a picture of colorful immortals. It was a story when it was turned up and connected together.

Gu Wenjun blurted out: "the story of the West Chamber?"

The maid asked, "what is the story of the West Chamber?"

Gu Wenjun was embarrassed. She didn't notice that she said this book that didn't exist in ancient times, but fortunately, the person she heard was just a maid. After thinking about it, she pointed to the picture on the lamp and said, "just think of a story."

"It's about a scholar who met Miss Xiang Guo in the temple. He fell in love at first sight and had no plans to get close. He happened to meet a rebel who led a soldier to surround the temple and asked Miss Qiang to be the wife of the stronghold. The scholar skillfully relieved the danger under the personal marriage of Mrs. Xiang Guo. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Xiang Guo thought the scholar was poor and cheap and refused to marry."

"Ah! How can it be so!" the maid was fascinated, as if she saw the picture that the scholar saved the young lady and promised each other to be separated for life.

"The scholar fell in love with each other, but Miss Xiang Guo was ashamed to confess. After several twists and turns, they still had a private meeting. Mrs. Xiang Guo noticed the signs and made a slip of the tongue. Although she reluctantly agreed to the marriage, she ordered the scholar to take the exam in Beijing immediately on the grounds of her family status. After seeing him off at the ten mile long Pavilion, until the scholar won the first place in the exam, the two finally got the right result."

Naturally, there couldn't be so many paintings on the eight side lamp wall. There was only a beautiful woman with a servant girl and a handsome scholar. Gu Wenjun just thought of the story of the romance of the west chamber and said it.

Gu Wenjun also omitted a lot of content, such as the young lady's servant girl. They finally married a scholar.

However, it was such a simple and sketchy outline that the little maid of the auxiliary family couldn't extricate herself from hearing it. She couldn't help clapping her hands: "that's great!"

In ancient times, there were many stories of talented people and beautiful women, but they were all matched by their parents' orders and the words of matchmakers. How could there be such a story about a poor scholar who married the prime minister's daughter with twists and turns.

This is a story. Gu Wenjun said it unintentionally, but the listener had a heart, and someone immediately came to find fault.

"Gu Wenjun, what do you mean? Prime minister - isn't that equivalent to the chief assistant in ancient times? What are you implying in the story of the West Chamber?"

That man again!

Gu Wenjun quickly reacted and made a slip of the tongue and hurriedly saved it: "I just heard a story that was fabricated. Now I think of it casually. If there is any offense, I hope you won't be surprised."

But the handmaid quietly lowered her head, her face dyed red, and her veil could not cover her shyness and stopped talking.

"Well, Chen Liang, this is the lantern banquet of the chief assistant. Don't make trouble."

Chen Liang has endured it for a long time, and now he is even more angry: "what is Gu Wenjun, who dares to make up stories and covet yue'e! Who here has a lower birth status than the third grade official rank? They all know each other in the capital. Everyone knows the root and bottom, but who knows Gu Wenjun?"

He provoked: "my father is a servant of the Ministry of rites. Where is he?"

Gu Wenjun is speechless. He can't fight and learn. He has to fight his father.

Her scum father has nothing to say, but she will never let such things bully her. There are also current officials here. She can't give in.

"I came down from Jiangdong Qinghe. I just got a story occasionally for fun. I have no other ideas. Lord Shoufu and his wife will never break their promises and repent of marriage; and I am too weak to be the same as the scholar who retired the rebels."

Gu Wenjun smiled, but there was a knife in his smile: "but brother Chen Liang just heard a few hundred words and thought of Miss Zhang of the first auxiliary family. It seems that he has thought about it day and night."

"Gu Wenjun, you!"

Chen Liang's embarrassment is obviously satirizing his own delusion. Obviously, as the son of the Minister of rites, he also wants to join Zhang Yuee, who moved the capital.

His companion couldn't say anything to refute, so he had to stay in place and was stabbed by Gu Wenjun.

Gu Wenjun also saluted: "brother Chen Liang, I'm polite."

Chen Liang jumped angrily.

Beside her, the maid's eyes became brighter and brighter. Gu Wenjun's shadow was only reflected in the beautiful eyes on her veil. Gu Wenjun focused on Chen Liang and didn't see it.

"Hum, after all, you're just a poor scholar without origin! Don't think that if you recognize Cheng Hongwen as a teacher, you can rise to the sky step by step. That old man was the number one scholar many years ago. He's already out of breath. He's only qualified to teach you such things that need to be recommended by others!"

No one expected it. Chen Liang was so angry that he became evil from his courage. He took two and three steps, one rushed, put his hand in front of Gu Wenjun and pushed hard.

Although she was wrapped in a towel on her chest, she didn't want to be touched.

Gu Wenjun's brain reacted very quickly and wanted to dodge. Her soft body couldn't keep up with her brain. She avoided Chen Liang's hand, but tripped. She was stabbed by Chen Liang and pushed again, and she completely fell into the pool.

"Poop!"

Someone fell into the water.

The pretty maidservant couldn't afford to pretend any more. She immediately screamed, "childe gu!"

Chen Liang was also flustered when he saw that people were really pushed into the water. He was still frozen in place. At this time, he heard the woman's exclamation and trembled like a spirit, "you... Are you the moon e?!"

The maid raised her eyes, took into account the presence of the foreign man, did not lift her veil, but sank her eyes like water, looked at Chen Liang and his companions with disgust, "Chen Liang, this is the lamp banquet of Zhangjia, you hurt people! I'll let my father teach you a lesson!"

"Me!"

She didn't wait for Chen Liang to answer. Then she lifted her skirt and ran out, "come on! Someone fell into the water!"

Chen Liang was scared to death. He stepped back a few steps, but found that the group of friends who used to be brothers behind him had run away long ago. It doesn't matter if he hurt an unknown Gu Wenjun. What are they afraid of!

But offending Shoufu's daughter Zhang Yuee is a big deal!

Chen Liang turned pale and ran away.

Gu Wenjun was left to hold her breath and struggle in the water. She just kept crying, "help, life, cough!"

She could swim in her previous life, but her body didn't adapt to the water. The movement in her memory made her arm cramp. It was really painful. The water at night was so cold that it seeped in from her clothes that her hands and feet were numb and her strength was even weaker.

The water surged through Gu Wenjun's mouth and nose. She had held her breath or choked into several pools of water.

Fortunately, someone has run out for help. She just needs to hold on??????

Ah!

The sudden pain made Gu Wenjun scream involuntarily.

No, my feet are cramped, too.

Is she going to die for nothing because of the jealousy of a woman she doesn't know?

Just when Gu Wenjun realized that she was about to fall into chaos, she suddenly heard an unfamiliar cry.

"Gu Wenjun!"

"... your majesty."

A startled figure jumped up, trampled over the water of the pond, picked her up with one hand and held her cold and wet body tightly in his arms.

Her clothes became transparent and close to her body, vaguely revealing the curve of her body and the bandage on her chest.