I was Idle and Cool Chapter 35: Six years against each other

The birthday gift of the general's mansion...

When his eyes fell on the copper lock, Gu Juefei had already recognized its origin. He even remembered the strange expressions of the couple when he left the Huishengtang after asking for medicine...

It turns out that someone has asked for medicine long ago?

Gu Juefei suddenly wanted to laugh, but not because he remembered the weird expression of Gui Shou Zhang when he left, but because Gu Chengqian pushed the brocade box in front of him.

Look?

What else is there to see?

When he heard Gu Chengqian's words, the last glimmer of hope in his heart was extinguished like the last spark on the wick, and there was no possibility of it coming back.

This old fool has not figured it out for six years.

"Clap."

He raised his hand, opened the brocade box, and saw the medicinal materials and prescriptions lying inside.

Although the prescription is written in copied handwriting, every herb written on it, no matter the order of writing or the amount of money in two counts, is exactly the same as what he got from Guishouzhang before. .

In the bottom of my heart, a great irony suddenly emerged.

But Gu Juefei's face was calm, and he just let go of his hand at will, letting the lid of the box fall back with a "snap", and said lightly: "It's still the general's mansion, congratulations, Master Taishi. ."

A voice that is flat to the extreme.

I can't hear the slightest "congratulations" at all.

Even...

And this unfamiliar "Master Taishi"!

Gu Chengqian's wrinkled palm suddenly trembled.

He could only see his unmoving expression, without the slightest ups and downs and waves, nor what he hoped, that should have been...

A little guilt.

The old voice contained deep disappointment: "That's all?"

Gu Juefei pulled the chair over and sat down slowly, just opposite Gu Chengqian, looking at him: "Otherwise, Master Taishi, what do you think of me?"

"How?"

Gu Chengqian's hand was holding the armrest, and he pushed so hard that several blue veins protruded from the back of his hand!

Only in this way can he suppress the sudden anger!

"Six years..."

"Gu Juefei, six years have passed!"

Gu Chengqian's voice was vaguely hoarse. He opened his eyes wide, as if he wanted to see through the son in front of him!

"Don't you have a little guilt in your heart?"

"Guilty?"

Gu Juefei sneered, as if he heard some ridiculous nonsense.

"I take care of Juefei, I am not ashamed of my heart, I am not ashamed of others, I am ashamed of myself, I have nothing to feel guilty about."

"Well, the good one has nothing to be ashamed of, the good one is not ashamed of his heart, and he is not ashamed of others, and he is not ashamed of himself!"

This time, Gu Chengqian's entire body trembled.

His whole face, tensed tightly, was actually stained with a bit of sadness and hatred under the shadow of the bright candlelight.

"I used to think that there are three types of people in the world."

"I learned later that there are three types of people who kill people in the world..."

And he, Gu Juefei, is the most terrifying inside!

A man with a sword in his body kills with integrity; a man with a sharp blade in his heart kills with traces; the flesh and blood of swords, spears, swords and halberds cannot be seen at all, but the murders are silent and unscrupulous!

If it wasn't for the accidental crash that day, how could he know the hateful true face of this son!

"I taught you the etiquette of poetry and books, taught you how to behave in the world, and taught you peace and stability..."

"You have been at the Jokhang Temple for six years."

"His tablet was also offered at the Jokhang Temple for six years!"

"You and the loyal ministers and generals you killed with your own hands are in the same place. When you come back in the middle of the night, don't you have nightmares? Does your conscience never go against you?"

Gu Chengqian's question was louder than ever.

But...

"A loyal minister and a good general?"

Gu Juefei almost didn't recognize these four words.

After six years, he can still hear the word from Gu Chengqian's mouth...

The "Ten Major Credits Mistaken Executors" that he heard when he stopped under the high wall in the afternoon, echoed in his ears again and again, making him feel like a fool!

"Loyal and good general..."

"A dignified **** of war, who is invincible in a hundred battles, and has not suffered a defeat. Nayezha is a brave and incompetent waste, but he escaped from death six times under his hands and made a comeback again and again."

"The Xiongnu at the border, a dozen for five years."

"The state treasury allocates military salaries, and it has never been interrupted in the past five years. In the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, no matter how much money can be opened up and expenditures reduced, he can clean it up!"

"What in exchange?"

"Five years ago, the locust plague in Shandong; six years ago, the drought in the south of the Yangtze River; seven years ago, the flood in the Huaihe River... Hundreds of thousands of victims were hungry and waited for the court to provide disaster relief with their mouths open. What about the money? ?!"

The tragic situation he saw in the past study tour was replayed in front of his eyes...

Inside and outside the city walls are starving, women, girls and children are in grief!

There is no good bark in the forest, and even the Guanyin soil on the mountain has been dug up. But at that time, people's eyes, especially children's eyes, will become extraordinarily bright...

It's so bright that he still has nightmares when he thinks about it!

Gu Juefei's eyes suddenly became sore.

He blinked, raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, as if trying to force something down.

But he found that he couldn't hold back!

Gu Chengqian even asked him if he would have nightmares...

Is Xue Kuang, a traitorous thief, worthy of giving him nightmares? !

Looking up at Gu Chengqian, his voice was as calm as a deep well that didn't flow, but it contained a terrifying thrill.

"Master Taishi, you are in charge of half of the imperial court, and the treasury, you know everything. Please answer me—"

"Where have the money from the treasury and disaster relief gone?"

Gu Chengqian was speechless and slowly closed his eyes.

Gu Juefei laughed.

He really didn't want to let the old fool go.

A sentence is crueler than a sentence, and every sentence is bloody!

"Don't you remember?"

"One month before the flood, the frontier came to report that the general Xue Kuang was going to fight again. You and that old Wei Wei, fighting against Xiao Che, allocated the last few cents in the treasury to loyal ministers and good generals. !”

"Every money is taken from the account."

"How much money flowed out of your hands at that time, how many people died in Jiangnan after a month..."

"Master Taishi, come and tell me: Who is it that has blood on his hands?!"

"Did you raise the food for the disaster relief? Was it raised by Mrs. Wei? Or was it raised by the famous hero and general Xue Kuang?!"

That's the question!

A sound is louder than a sound!

A sentence is more like a sword than a sentence!

Gu Chengqian's body trembled.

The light and shadow of the fading and disappearing fell on his face, dividing a painful boundary: he knew better than anyone, the things that were reported back then. I also know better than anyone where the money for the disaster relief finally came from...

But Gu Juefei felt that he didn't even have the strength to laugh.

"In the city of Quzhou, the people changed their sons to eat, and the bones were piled up into mountains; on the yellow sand field, Xue Kuang's army of 100,000 people, iron armored and cold, and flags fluttered..."

"This is the hero you want."

"This is the loyal minister you want."

The room was quiet for a while.

The day was coming to an end, and the setting sun outside came out of the clouds, illuminating the snow-white window paper, with a golden red color, like blood.

Gu Juefei looked at him, but did not speak.

After a long time, Gu Chengqian opened his eyes and suppressed everything so that he could come back and look at this sharp-edged son.

This is his true nature.

He's been an official for too many years.

Many things are already clear.

Right and wrong are not so clear in this situation where interests intersect. He knew this; Gu Juefei, who had copied more than half of Cangzhou's officialdom to fill the treasury, also knew it.

But that doesn't mean they are qualified, behind the scenes!

"The loyal and good member of the Xue family, I have known him since General Xue."

"In this country, when the water is clear, there will be no fish. You say that Xue Kuang uses battle to raise his soldiers. I believe it."

“Who can predict what will happen in a month when the payment can be made?”

"If Xue Kuang could predict, he would rather starve the whole army to death than open his mouth to the court!"

"If there is no Xue Kuang, where would Daxia be so peaceful today?"

"He was on the battlefield, throwing his head and spilling blood, but you and Xiao Che, but behind the scenes, murdered him!"

Gu Chengqian finally had red eyes.

Xue Kuang was watching.

Every time I return to the court, I always have a long talk. He knows who he is!

But six years ago, they even accused him of treason!

We're going to count him dead!

And his son, who he has always been proud of, is the one behind the scenes!

Always treat people with things, without mistakes; graceful, elegant gentleman; strategizing, seamless...

But that's all painted skin!

"Twenty-three years..."

"You have been pretending for 23 years, and you have been famous for 23 years..."

"Deliberately accused him of embezzling army salaries, falsely reporting accounts, framed him for secretly raising soldiers, and even found someone to fabricate evidence that he colluded with foreigners and conspiracy!"

"Do you think I don't know?"

"If it wasn't for you, who knew the Xiongnu, where would they have the ability to besiege Xue Kuang?!"

"The Xue family is loyal and fierce, leaving orphans and widows, how can you do it?!"

The hot tears rolled, and finally fell from the eyes of this old lady.

At a young age, he couldn't hold back the tears!

Sounds and sounds are all accusations, and finally there is a kind of despair: "How could I teach you such a terrible son..."

The father and son, one inside and the other outside, sat on opposite sides of the desk, as if they were in a court of law, and they seemed to be **** for tat...

Gu Juefei sat, listening and watching.

The sarcasm on his face is gone, the anger is gone, and only the bottom of his eyes reveals a deep sadness.

He found out that Gu Chengqian believed in Xue Kuang sincerely and felt that the evidence was forged, and felt sorry for him.

Even because of his death, I hated his son who "ruined the Zhongliang" for six years...

It's as if his poetry and book etiquette were not taught by him; how to treat people and things was not what he asked;

As if he hadn't admired pride for his seamlessness.

Fishing for fame and fame, twenty-three years!

What a good eight characters.

"Therefore, in the view of Master Taishi, 'heart' is more important than 'trace', and 'process' is more important than 'result'."

"Even if Xue Kuang let go of the Xiongnu general Nayeza several times, raised his troops in battle, emptied the treasury, and took tens of thousands of lives in the south of the Yangtze River on his back, the evidence of raising his troops to rebel is an unintentional mistake."

"He was still a hero"

"I am a sinister, cunning and vicious villain who has saved thousands of people and is also a hypocrite who seeks to gain fame..."

Gu Juefei's voice is very slow, very slow, and seems to require a lot of force.

He remembered that rainy night six years ago.

He took the secret letter intercepted from the border and questioned him why he had tipped Xue Kuang about it.

What can I get in exchange?

In exchange for being kicked out of the house!

Everyone knows that Gu Juefei is a **** in the sky;

Gu Chengqian thought he was a monster in painted skin;

But only he, believing it to be true, cut open his own flesh and blood to see clearly: what was huddled inside was nothing but a poor worm, a bereaved dog!

On the lips, a smile finally hung on slowly.

Gu Juefei thinks he is a very interesting person: "It is rumored that Xue Kuang was cut into pieces by a random knife, and there is no bones left. But now I have unprecedented hope that he is still alive. Somewhere, waiting for a comeback and an army. Rebellion. So you old fool, keep your eyes open and see clearly."

His voice was as ethereal as the flying wind, neither in the sky nor on the ground, let alone the slightest fireworks.

But at the moment when his voice fell, Gu Chengqian finally couldn't bear it anymore, picked up the soup bowl in front of the case, and smashed it at him!

"Never!"

"Crack!"

A blast!

The soup bowl fell on Gu Juefei's body, and because the force was too strong, he held it on the carving of the red sandalwood backrest behind him.

It smashed into pieces!

The hangover soup is poured all over.

On the left side of the neck, a shallow bloodstain was scratched by a sharp broken porcelain piece.

Gu Juefei sat still and didn't dodge.

He looked at the old lady who was standing opposite, his chest heaving and he was too angry to speak, and suddenly found that his temples were really white.

Snowy.

I remembered everything that happened in the past ten days.

There are a thousand and ten thousand words in my heart, but in the end I didn't say it.

Gu Juefei stood up without a word, stepped on the broken tiles all over the floor, and walked outside.

As soon as the door of the study was opened, a gust of cold wind rushed in, blowing his green robe and crane cloak.

He went out the door, never looking back.

Resolute, just like six years ago, that pouring rainy night——

Braving the cold rain, I went to the Jokhang Temple all the way, and lived in seclusion on the snow-green top.

Six years of living, six years of silence!

When he went up the mountain, he was still famous, and he was a weak young man; when he went down the mountain, the fame was still there, but he was already young...

Six years...

How many six years can I wait?

Six years ago, he could have driven him out of the house.

Six years later, he still wants to support the Gu family, but he has no other choice!

But why...

Are you going to ask Xue Kuang when you come back?

Does he think that six years later, he will regret it?

There has never been a "gone", where does the "regret" come from?

Gu Juefei suddenly felt very tired and naive: as long as he was standing under the high wall, when he heard the play, he should have extinguished the last bit of fantasy about Gu Chengqian.

Cracks, like chasms, have long been irreparable.

Woshan Residence is not far ahead.

Gu Juefei can see it at a glance, and can also see the shadows wandering inside, but now he doesn't even want to go back at all, so he simply turns around and heads west.

——He was afraid that if he stayed in the mansion, if he couldn't think about it, he would strangle the old fool to death!

The West Corner Gate is coming soon.

Not long after the banquet was over, the house was busy, and there were no servants nearby. Gu Juefei pursed his lips and kicked the door.

"Bang."

The two doors, which were hidden, opened at once.

Outside the door.

Lu Jinxi just bent down, picked up the dirty prescription on the page, and held it in her hand, before she could take a closer look.

She was waiting for Lu Jiuling at the front door.

It was just a gust of wind just now that blew the page. She saw that the handwriting was familiar, so she couldn't hold back and came out to check it.

The door opened unprepared.

She was startled when she heard the movement and looked back.

At this moment, Gu Juefei didn't even have time to put away the messy emotions in his heart, and there was only a cold silence in his eyes, and he collided with her eyes.

Xue Kuang's wife.