To the left of Wanfu Bridge is Wandong Lane, which is separated from Guihua Lane by a river. Wandong Lane is lined with tall houses. A figure is sitting on the roof of a three-story attic in Wandong Lane. His eyes pass over the houses hung with red lanterns and stare at the bustling main hall of the Yu Mansion. He holds a jar of wine in his hand and pours it into his mouth without interest.
"Where have you been? It turns out that hiding here is a good place, but the wind on the roof is a bit strong." Liu Ziqi jumped onto the roof and looked around. He found that the view here was excellent. He could clearly see the main hall of Yu Mansion. Glancing at Gu Yun's frustrated look, he sighed and teased, "Yu Qizhe wouldn't be so stingy as not to send an invitation to Annan Marquis Mansion, right?"
Gu Yun glanced at him indifferently, picked up a jar of wine and threw it to Liu Ziqi.
Liu Ziqi had been forced to drink several rounds of wine in the banquet hall just now, and he had finally managed to escape and hide. He took the jar of wine, walked to Gu Yun and put the wine back. Looking at the expression on Gu Yun's face, he suddenly didn't know what to say.
The Gu Yun he knew was always high-spirited and unrestrained. Even though Emperor Mingzheng had suppressed the Annan Marquisate in various ways over the years, it had not affected Gu Yun's free and easy personality at all.
But at this moment, although there was no expression on Gu Yun's face, his eyes were lonely and dim as he looked into the distance, which made Liu Ziqi feel that he was sad for no reason.
Liu Ziqi raised his hand and patted Gu Yun on the shoulder, and finally just said: "Drink less, don't delay the important work."
Gu Yun opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of alcohol. He said in a light voice: "I saw it. She looked very beautiful in the wedding dress and the phoenix crown. She looked a bit like the eldest princess."
Liu Ziqi was silent for a while, "Yes, she looks a bit like my aunt." He looked at the Yu Mansion in the distance and said self-deprecatingly, "I thought I had forgotten...what my aunt and father looked like."
Princess Huaiyang and the late Crown Prince were both born to the late Queen and had the same mother. They both looked more like the late Queen. The Princess was bright and generous, while the Crown Prince was more elegant and easy-going, and his temperament was more like that of Emperor Mingzong.
Gu Yun raised his head and took a long gulp of wine, the overflowing wine slid down his smooth chin, "You say, if the princess's mansion was still there, and Su Jian and I grew up together, would she have no chance to meet Yu Qizhe?" Growing up together as childhood sweethearts, would it be natural for him to marry Yu Jiao.
Gu Yun's unfinished words were hidden in the muddy yellow wine.
Liu Ziqi leaned back slightly and lay on the tiles of the roof, murmuring: "If the princess's mansion is still there..."
He closed his eyes, the corners of his lips slightly raised, his expression gentle, as if he had just had a beautiful dream.
"I have had this dream many times. In the dream, there is the princess's mansion, the East Palace where my father and mother are still there, and the emperor grandfather is holding Su Jian in one hand and holding my hand in the other, walking in the imperial garden. It would be great if the road in the imperial garden had no end..."
Gu Yun was silent. He forcefully drank the last drop of wine in the jar. "I forgot to tell you that someone poisoned my father's food a few days ago. After being caught, the person bit himself and committed suicide. We have been preparing for so many years. When is the right time?"
"Bite yourself with poison? He's a dead soldier." Liu Ziqi opened his eyes, his expression changed slightly, "I thought Emperor Mingzheng was so focused on refining the immortality elixir that he couldn't spare the time to deal with your Gu family."
Gu Yun threw away the wine jar and wiped the wine off his chin with the back of his hand. "If we let him continue to do this, the country will be ruined. Isn't Yu Qizhe investigating Zhou Li's collusion with Ji Wudao to sell war horses to the Tatars? Why not find him more things to do and expose Ji Wudao's smuggling of military equipment to him at the same time?"
Liu Ziqi thought for a while and said, "Maybe." He paused and said jokingly, "Why do I feel like you have some personal grudges?"
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