Married Thrice to Salted Fish - Chapter 58

For Shen Huaizhi to learn about the Heavenly Prison Gate as soon as possible, the butcher in Suicheng, Xuzhou was the key. This person has the pseudonym Zhu Yongxin. According to Gu Fuzhou, he is the hidden line of the Heavenly Prison Gate inserted in the Tianji Camp. Zhu Yongxin was extremely good at hiding his identity, and was not exposed until the heavenly prison gate was destroyed.

Only Shen Huaizhi and Zhu Yongxin survived the Tianjamen tragedy. Zhu Yongxin once thought of telling Shen Huaizhi the truth, but in a blink of an eye he saw Shen Huaizhi joining Tianjiying. He was discouraged and didn't dare to stay in the Tianji Camp any longer, so he escaped by suspended animation during a mission, and then became an incognito butcher.

Zhu Yongxin knows the whole picture. In "Huai does not know the emperor", he told Shen Huai to know everything the day before Xiao Tang became the throne. What Lin Qingyu had to do was to advance this day, the sooner the better.

After Shen Huaizhi got the jade card from the Heavenly Prison Gate, he also wanted to rush to Xuzhou to find the owner of the jade card as soon as possible. But Xiao Teng refused to let him leave Beijing, and the matter dragged on again and again.

Lin Qingyu thought about letting Zhang Shiquan bring people to the capital. However, Zhu Yongxin was cautious and refused to enter Beijing hastily. He has martial arts, and Zhang Shiquan, a businessman, can do anything about him.

Gu Fuzhou said, "Leave this to me, and I will be responsible for bringing him to the capital."

Lin Qingyu asked: "What are you going to do."

"I naturally have my way." Gu Fuzhou laughed, "I am not a general as a general."

Lin Qingyu asked: "Aren't you?"

Gu Fuzhou woke up like a dream: "I'm really in vain."

The journey from Beijing to Xuzhou is a long way, and it will take ten and a half months to come and go. During this period, Gu Fuzhou was often called into the palace by the emperor and the queen for various reasons. In addition to the seventh princess, he was forced to meet the granddaughter of the prime minister, the daughter of Shangshu of the Ministry of War, and the niece of the prince Xima...In short, they were all women from civil servants.

Gu Fuzhou's remaining poison has been resolved, and he should have rushed back to Yongliang to preside over the battle. Looking back on Fuzhou's defeat in Xixia, Xixia was forced to recuperate and relented. Although Zhao Mingwei is not as capable of victorious battles like Gu Fuzhou, he is also a general talent. With him stationed at the frontier, Xixia couldn't make any waves in a short time. At this time, the emperor was not in a hurry, and asked him to stay in the capital for a little longer time to solve the major issues of his life before leaving.

Since Gu Fuzhou is in the capital and in good health, he must go to the court to discuss politics like other generals. Not long after the idle days, he returned to his nightmare in dire straits. As a result, Lin Qingyu was busy in the Imperial Medical Office, and was distracted to listen to him complaining and vomiting bitterness.

In the library, Lin Qingyu shuttled among the bookshelves, putting back the medical books after reading them. Gu Fuzhou followed behind him and followed his steps: "Qingyu, I really can't stand it anymore."

Lin Qingyu didn't even look at him: "What's wrong."

"Early this morning, I was invited by Yuan Yin as soon as the chicken called me. Then I went to the morning dynasty to discuss matters in the Palace of Qinzheng and listened to a bunch of nonsense. Finally, they didn’t let me go back to the house to take a nap and wanted me to have lunch. Listen to the play with the great-granddaughter of the granddaughter of the grandson of the Imperial Academy—the donkey of the mill is not so tossing, right." Gu Fuzhou hid his face in pain, "Middle-aged people are prone to hair loss. Is going to be bald."

Although knowing that it is useless, Lin Qingyu still symbolically persuades a couple of words: "Heaven will come down to the people to take care of the people. You must first pain your mind, work your muscles, and hungry your skin. How can you go." The "Surgery Essentials" should be placed on the top level, he can't reach it, so he has to move a ladder.

Gu Fuzhou took the "Pivot of Surgery" from Lin Qingyu, raised his hand and placed the book in the correct position: "I understand the truth, but I just don't want to listen."

After putting out the book, Lin Qingyu sat down at the table and opened a volume of old years case: "Then you can call it sick."

"Isn't that the crime of deceiving the emperor."

"Anyway, you have committed a lot of crimes of deceiving the king."

Gu Fuzhou sat down next to Lin Qingyu and slowly said, "Qingyu, I'm telling you this. I don't want to hear you explain the truth, nor do I want you to propose a solution."

Lin Qingyu was puzzled: "Then what do you want."

Gu Fuzhou said honestly: "I want to comfort and hug."

Lin Qingyu: "..."

"You won't give me a hug, so please comfort me." Gu Fuzhou lay down on the table, unloved, "I'm really tired."

Lin Qingyu looked around. At this time, the curfew was approaching, and they were the only ones in the library. Except for him, no one else could see Gu Fuzhou's salted fish, and General Gu's face was preserved.

Lin Qingyu really didn't want to hug much, but comfort was still available. Gu Fuzhou placed his hand on the table casually, and Lin Qingyu gently covered it with his hand.

Gu Fuzhou, who was 30 years old outside and 18 years old inside, had his eyes slightly widened.

Lin Qingyu felt that Gu Fuzhou's hands gradually became stiff, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he warmly said, "Be patient. When our plan is successful, let the new emperor reward you with a spare job. No need to go to court, no need to discuss politics, and the salary is not low. You are not low. Sleep as long as you want to sleep every day, drink wine and admire flowers when you are awake, throw a pot to listen to the drama, and continue to sleep when you’re tired-- okay?"

Gu Fuzhou, who was still eloquent just now, only suffocated one word: "Okay."

Lin Qingyu let go and touched Gu Fuzhou's hair again: "You won't be bald, don't worry." Gu Fuzhou has not time to say something in the future, Lin Qingyu said again, "Even if you are bald, I will find a way to make them grow back."

Gu Fuzhou didn't know where to put his hands, because he didn't want to show his uneasiness in front of Lin Qingyu, he tried his best to keep his wit, and teased: "If you really have this ability, if you go to my hometown one day, you will definitely get rich overnight. ."

Faced with the emperor's urging to marry, Gu Fuzhou could only shirk it perfunctorily. He said that he liked the gentleness of Jiangnan women more than the luxurious women in Beijing; when the queen chose a few Jiangnan ladies for him, he said that his favorite was the heartiness of the women in the northwest.

Gu Fuzhou dragged on like this until Zhu Yongxin entered Beijing. The soldiers who brought Zhu Yongxin into the capital were the soldiers of the General's Mansion. Each of these soldiers is extraordinary and loyal to Gu Fuzhou. They are people who are worthy of trust.

Lin Qingyu and Gu Fuzhou met this butcher who could reverse Shen Huai's life in his home. Zhu Yongxin is in his thirties, his appearance is not good, his sense of presence is extremely low, and ordinary people will forget it after a glance.

Zhu Yongxin is also a person who has experienced life and death. Even if he was forcibly taken to the capital, he was neither arrogant nor humble when facing them, and he even laughed out loud: "I didn't expect me to be a pig killer. Before I died, there were beauties and generals. Send each other. No loss, no loss!"

"Death?" Gu Fuzhou sat on the large sandalwood chair with a cold expression, showing the temperament of always occupying a high position, "Why do you think you are going to die?"

Zhu Yongxin said nonchalantly: "The general brought me back to the capital all the way, isn't it just for the Tianjiying thing?"

Lin Qingyu said: "Looking at your appearance, it seems that you are ready to die. That being the case, you should be faithful to seek your martyr as soon as the heavenly prison gate was destroyed. What are you escaping?"

Zhu Yongxin's expression changed: "How do you know that I am a member of the Heavenly Prison Gate!"

Lin Qingyu sneered and said, "Even if you don't die, you can stay in the Tianji Camp and wait for an opportunity to take revenge. It is said that everyone in the Heavenly Prison Gate is dead. It seems that it's just that."

Zhu Yongxin laughed loudly: "Even the young master of the heavenly prison gate has voted for the heavenly secret camp, what can I do by myself!"

Gu Fuzhou said: "Shen Huaizhi didn't surrender to the enemy. He just believed the Prince's words, thinking that the Gate of Heavenly Prison was the door that was destroyed by the enemies on the rivers and lakes. He thought that the Prince saved him."

Zhu Yongxin was taken aback: "Is this true?"

"I can arrange for you to meet with Shen Huaishi." Lin Qingyu said, "He is now in Tianjiying, and he is also a secret guard next to the prince. He can do more than you can do."

Zhu Yongxin wanted to tell Shen Huai about the truth three years ago, so he said without hesitation: "Okay, I would like to see the young master again and tell him the truth one to one!"

"One fifty one ten?" Lin Qingyu sneered, "What's the use of telling him the truth? Let him know that the culprit is the emperor, and the prince is still repentant before he does the heavenly prison gate? Do you know that your young master is a person, take him The friendship with the prince, how can this be done to him. I’m afraid he listened to your so-called truth, entangled in pain, and finally chose to let go and forgive, and continue to serve Tianjiying and the prince."

Looking at Lin Qingyu's glamorous face and cold smile, Gu Fuzhou's heart suddenly ignited.

"You have to tell Shen Huaizhi that all this has nothing to do with the emperor. It is Xiao Wei who took the initiative to sacrifice the life of the heavenly prison gate in order to be the prince and to show his loyalty to the emperor." Lin Qingyu leaned down and whispered in Zhu Yongxin's ear, " This is the real truth, understand."

Lin Qingyu's eyes are like a cold pool that is not bottomless, almost drowning people. Zhu Yongxin's pupils gradually became distracted, and said docilely: "Understood."

"Very good." Lin Qingyu straightened up and told Huantong to take Zhu Yongxin down.

Gu Fuzhou looked at him with a smile: "When did Doctor Lin learn to tamper with the plot?"

"It's still learning," Lin Qingyu said indifferently, "isn't it possible to have a hand?"

Gu Fuzhou was also surprised when he watched "Huai do not know the emperor". In the early stage, Xiao Wei clearly valued the crown of the prince the most. Before he fell in love with Shen Huaizhi, why suddenly he felt soft towards the gate of heaven. Later, he realized that since the author wanted to write a happy ending for them, he naturally couldn't write too much about it, so that it would be convenient for him to clean up Xiaoteng in the future-do you mean **** hatred? So, didn't Xiao Teng regret it for the last time? It was the emperor's hand that made Tianjiying move, so that the two of them were okay together.

But Lin Qingyu understood these routines. He completely blocked this whitewashing spot, and also strangled Shen Huai's excuse for softness.

Lin Qingyu said, "I'm going to take a bath."

"Bath in broad daylight?" Gu Fuzhou remembered the scene just now, "You just got so close to Zhu Yongxin, but what did you do to him?"

"I planted Gu on him to prevent him from talking nonsense and disrupting our plans." Lin Qingyu's voice was slightly cold, "If Shen Huaizhi still can't deal with Xiao Wei after hearing this, then he is not worthy of being a human being. "

The author has something to say: the debt of 9w nutrient solution is very late. I'm really going to pay it off this time (Glady.jpg)

Lu Dazhuang's troubles: Can't hold his wife.

Gu Dazhuang's troubles: middle-aged blessing and hair loss.

-Damn it, when will our male high school students really stand up!