Chapter 68: Force the palace

"Cousin?"
Su Qing stood in front of him, looking up at him, his face showing doubts.
"Are you sick? You look so bad."
The words didn't end, Gu Zifu came over, took her wrist, yawned, and walked towards the backyard with a look of dismay.
"Go and accompany me to sleep."
Su Qing was torn, dragged his sleeves, and gave Wen Lingzhou a glance, his face flushed slightly: "Seven Lord, don't do this, cousin is still here."
"..." Wen Lingzhou coughed a few times, strode over, stopped the two, and looked at Gu Zi Fu Zhengse. "Seven, I have something to discuss with you."
"Say."
The most annoying thing is that noisy quarrels during sleep.
Wen Lingzhou raised his hand, covered his mouth, and pumped the corners of his mouth. He immediately screened the people around him, and when he saw everyone withdrew, he frowned and said nervously: "Before you returned, the whole thing of Wang Wang had been spread, even Your Majesty also changed the imperial city gate guard to his own confidant within a few days. Qiye, you do n’t want to insert this foot. "
Su Shizhou is suspicious by nature. The refusal of Gu Zifu's three and five attempts to appeal to the emperor has caused the emperor to be vigilant. Now he has entered the emperor's capital with the king in the public eye, and undoubtedly handed the knife to the emperor's chest.
There are advantages and disadvantages, no way to know.
Gu Zifu's fox's eyes flashed and he smiled: "It's as if I can avoid trouble if I hide."
Wen Lingzhou froze.
"Three days later, King Wang will appear at the palace banquet on the grounds of worshiping the emperor and comforting his mother-in-law."
Gu Zifu gently rubbed his tiny fiber wrist with his thumb, squinted his eyes, and looked at Cai Xia in the distance. "In the thirty-seventh day of the Yuan Dynasty, the emperor died, and Xuan Xiangye and Zhenbei entered the palace together." , Ping Tui crowded away, and presented two courtiers with blank imperial edicts. The jade seal has been covered and the pen has not been determined. The contents of the imperial edicts are discussed by the civil and military officials. "
"Everything is fine."
"..." Wen Lingzhou looked at him stupidly. "How is that possible ?! When the emperor died in the first place, it was obvious that both of you were in the hall, how could that be ..."
Gu Zifu turned his head to look at him, with a touch of pity in his expression, and "stunned" his voice: "Or, you can understand that no matter whether it is Prince Edward or King Wang, none of them is the emperor approved by the emperor. So, we are now There is a reason to change it. "
After that, he led Su Qing to the place to rest.
After entering the room, the next step back, Gu Zifu dragged Su Qing to the front, and poked her face with her fingers and said, "Well, what I think is the one who is counted. Unhappy, really unhappy."
Gu Gu has always said that he likes to watch other people's jokes, but now he was suddenly put on the table by himself, but he felt uncomfortable.
Su Qing was still a little hesitant, looked up at him, and frowned, "Then the marriage between you and me ..."
"Oh, this," Gu Zifu sneered, and said innocently, "looking at Qingqing's face, it's nice for him to recognize him as an old man."
Su Qing's complexion flashed unnaturally, patted his hand, don't look away from him.
"Huh, Qiye is talking nonsense again."
Gu Zifu squinted his eyes, suddenly reached out and dragged the person to his eyes, covering his neck with a slender jade, and twirling the corner of his mouth with a strange smile. He said, "If you say this from someone else's mouth, the corpse will be separated and the brain will splash One place. "
Su Qing looked at him, blinked, raised his hand and twitched at this side of Jun face in front of him. In Gu Zifu's miserable eyes, his hands were wrapped around his neck, and he whispered, "Qiye won't be willing to."
Gu Zifu pulled her apart, pushed people aside, and looked out the window with his head on his head.
A deep frustration came to mind.
When you first came here, you could scare the little girl with tears and tears when you said a word, and pear blossoms with rain—wow, just enjoy it.
Not fun, boring.
Su Qing frowned, and grinned again, "Qiye, I'm hungry."
"Hungry to find Shuangqiao."
"If you don't find Shuangqiao, shall we go to Shifang Building? Qiye pays the silver." Su Qing said smartly.
Since you can't go to the palace to see Shenger, it's always possible to go to the restaurant, and I don't know how Zhou Guanshi is doing.
Gu Zifu's face was cold, and he raised his fingertips and poked at her eyebrow, and said, "That's your restaurant, my silver."
"Qiye left, let's go."
Wen Lingzhou, who hadn't stood for a long time outside the door, looked blank, listening to the conversation between them, feeling a mess in the wind.
Su Qing was petite. She dragged Gu Zifu's sleeves and pulled it out twice, and actually pulled Qiye, who was much higher than her, from the chair.
"Qing Qing, have you been thinking about my silver for a long time." Gu Zifu followed her, his expression filled with unhappiness.
Su Qing smiled silently, dragging people to go out.
...
After three days, the banquet
The ears are rickety, the dance is flattened, and the smiles are Yan Yan.
Su Shizhou sat on the high position in the hall, but his brows were still wrinkled, and his forehead was squeezed into a deep concave gully, his eyes were cold.
Many ministers below are separated by a distance and sit on two sides.
Chi Xiangye and Gu Zifu each took a seat, and then the ministers of North Korea and the Middle Kingdom all sat according to the official rank, while the female dependents separated from the men and sat behind a screen not far away.
The dancing dancers in the temple were graceful and beautiful, and everyone appreciated the singing and dancing chilling toasting each other, and a sharp voice sounded suddenly.
"See you, Your Royal Highness the King!"
Everything stopped abruptly.
In the indescribable eyes of everyone, Su Shiqi stepped in at night and struck a plain blue shirt with a tight jade crown. He calmly walked to the front of Su Shizhou, looking far away to his Majesty, now Nanxun in a high position, and bowed without ambush.
Su Shizhou looked at him with a smile, waiting for his salute. After stalemate for a long time, he chuckled, and said leisurely: "It seems that the third brother returned to the royal capital and only paid tribute to the father, but he forgot to slap the emperor."
Su Shiqi faced his eyes and Shen said: "The king remembered to sacrifice to his father, but he also did not forget to offer three incense to Duan Taifei. Unfortunately, His Majesty did not have the intention to forget the mother The princess also offered three incense. "
The courtier looked at each other and did not dare to speak.
Duan Taifei is still alive and well, isn't Wang Wang saying that she died in a curse.
Su Shizhou sneered, and said, "Duan Taifei is a concubine, just like my aunt, but by virtue of your disobedience, you can take your head off."
"So, has your Majesty picked it?"
The last word dropped, "铿 " The guards and dancers in the hall all pulled out swords, and landed in the throats of the ministers accurately, holding back.
The Yulin Army, who had been waiting outside the hall, rushed in, and the two sides were waiting.
Su Shiqi's eyes slowly swept across the hall, and he vaguely remembered a lot of familiar faces. He leaned on the dragon chair with a smile, his face calm and unchanged, and said, "I have long heard the father and the emperor, and the emperor is more forgiving than the concubine. Now it seems that nothing is wrong. But, I am curious, where is the self-confidence of the Emperor Huang that he can drive him out of this position tonight? "
"I don't know how to add an old minister to your Majesty." A thick voice came from outside the temple. The crowd looked with their voices and saw that Wen Zhen, who was supposed to be at the border.
Su Shizhou's face changed slightly, and he said coldly, "Wen Zhen, you also want to rebel?"
"Speaking of rebellion, my sister married into the palace and suffered so much secretly in the palace. Don't think that I don't know who did it. Since you're not here, take your son out of breath!" Wen Zhen angered.
"Don't forget, he is also the prince." Su Shizhou stared at Su Shiqi.
Wen Zhen snorted and ignored him.
Su Shizhou stood up, patted his hands, and the sound of uniform footsteps rang from all around. Presumably at this time, the outside was black and crowded with people.
He stared at Su Shiqi and said, "Su Shiqi, I know you have courage and fierce power, there are countless talents, and even I don't even know how many people you have. But don't forget that you are the supreme leader of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, even if you have the throne. What's more, your insulting Majesty cannot capture people's hearts, and ... "
Speaking, Su Shizhou's eyes moved downwards, and he fell on Gu Zifu, who was still drinking on the seat below, and crossed his eyes, saying, "If you spit out from Qiye's mouth, you can say more than what Wagging beggars say. Some credibility. "
Gu Zifu lowered the glass, his eyes were slightly raised, and his head slouched openly: "I'm only the last person."
Su Shiqi clenched his hands into fists, and looked at him with a complexion.
"Hahahaha--" Su Shizhou laughed, "You look good, Su Shiqi, this is the person you have chosen! After so many years, Qiye or Qiye, nothing has changed-the dung mussels are fighting, the fisherman is profitable, it is a Good plan. "
Wen Zhen kicked the nearest table, scolded his mother and walked to Gu Zifu's side, sitting down, and grinning, "Mother, why didn't you say that bastard, that I've been standing there for so long." "
"I think you are very happy." Gu Zifu said innocently.
Wen Zhen's complexion was pale and white, staggering with impulse to lift the table and press on his head.
In this way, it is still the two of them who are fighting each other, and no one can get any benefit.
Su Shiqi pulled the cold sword from the side and pointed at Su Shizhou above: "My king won't benefit, don't even think about it."
"No, I'm different from you."
Su Shizhou stood up from the dragon chair, walked down the steps, smiled, and said blankly: "Su Shiqi, you are always too confident, you think that you can do whatever you want, and let him listen to you obediently Yes. No, you are wrong. "
Su Shiqi changed his face.
Su Shizhou looked at him with mercy, and said, "The last thing you should do is send someone to the general to be a small ten. If she is gone, you will live ..."
"Stab it--"
Su Shizhou's eyes stopped, and he turned his eyes to look up, clearly seeing his body falling backwards.
Before the Wen Zhen in the fury rose up, he felt a gust of wind passing by.
Gu Zifu swept across the stage without expression, seized the sword from the guard, and swept across the front of Su Shizhou at the speed of thunder. His head grumbled down from the ground, mixed with dust and distant.
The nearest courtier glanced over his head, and his eyes were dizzy when he turned on the spot.
Gu Zifu throws away the sword in disgust.
So much to say, trouble, kill it.
As for ...
Standing opposite, Su Shiqi shivered, clenched his cold sword, and watched him alertly.
The author has something to say: Qingqing feels wronged Baba: Qiye, we have a lot of drama in this chapter ...
Seventh Lord: Oh, then click