Gao Xunzhi's heart was in a mess. He looked at Qu Yunmie, who made him upset, and suddenly frowned and asked, "When did you know that I had seen through your dirty... thoughts?"
Qu Yunmie answered honestly: "I don't know."
Gao Xun was stunned: "Then why are you——" so calm.
Qu Yunmie smiled again. You can tell that he was really happy, so he was always smiling.
"Because it's too obvious. I have always had special feelings for A Rong, but I didn't realize it at the beginning. I think people who know more should be able to see what I'm thinking at a glance."
Gao Xunzhi: “…” Indeed.
The environment of the Zhenbei Army is still too simple. If it were in Nanjing, someone would probably come up and make obscene jokes the next day.
Well, it's not that no one has made such a joke. Huang Yanjiong once indirectly mocked Xiao Rong for using his beauty to please men. After Xiao Rong left, the officials in Jinling also mocked him for being a military strategist during the day and a concubine at night. However, the only one was chased away before he could say a few words, and the other one, Qu Yunmie, couldn't hear their dirty words either.
Gao Xunzhi let out a long sigh. This is the trouble of beauties. Beauty can bring convenience to these people, but it can also bring shackles to them. Superficial people will never take them seriously, and those with a thick heart will think everything they see is dirty.
Therefore, Xiao Rong could either be an ordinary wealthy man or stand at the highest position. The former would keep him out of the world of fame and fortune, while the latter would look down on it. In short, he could not be in it. Naturally, with his own ability and ambition, he would definitely not let himself suffer any loss. However, it would be so tiring to fight with those hyena-like people every day and listen to how they slandered him year after year.
Gao Xunzhi didn't want Xiao Rong to fall into such a situation, so he thought carefully that if he could really make Qu Yunmie get what he wanted, it might also be a wish fulfilled for him.
After all, he has known about this for a long time, and the resistance in his heart had long been worn away by the collapse day after day. Now, men getting married to other men is not what he is concerned about; he is concerned about something else.
Gao Xunzhi looked at Qu Yunmie with a mixed expression: "I want to help you, too."
"But you should know that the word 'like' does not mean that it must be you. Ah Rong is a man of deep thoughts, and you are one of them, which is naturally good, but can you be sure that you are the first one?"
Under Gao Xunzhi's gaze, Qu Yunmie's expression gradually changed. The corners of his mouth drooped, and his eyes became darker. "I will."
Gao Xunzhi frowned, and then he heard Qu Yunmie repeat: "I will be the number one, and the only one in his heart. Sir, as long as it is an attack initiated by me, I have never lost."
Gao Xunzhi looked at him blankly. He wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.
Qu Yunmie's excitement also subsided. He stood up silently, turned around and walked out.
Gao Xunzhi naturally knew that he had spoiled Qu Yunmie's mood, and he was not happy, but someone had to wake him up. However, the result of the wake-up call was not satisfactory. He didn't know when Qu Yunmie had gotten into a dead end. How could love be compared with the battle between two armies?
If you hurt him, you are the one who feels pain. If you trap him, you are also the one who feels pain. Only when he is willing, just like last night, can you feel comfort from the bottom of your heart.
Gao Xunzhi: “…”
But what else can he say? No matter how much experience the old man tells you, it is not as useful as hitting your head against the wall yourself.
After worrying for a long time, Gao Xunzhi finally picked up his principle again. His children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. He doesn't care anymore and can't afford to care. ……*
As the prime minister, even if Xiao Rong wanted to stay at home, he didn't have the conditions to do so.
People were looking for him everywhere, almost lining up outside the palace gate. Fortunately, after a day's rest, Xiao Rong was no longer on guard. Go ahead and take a look. Yes, this Situ was beaten up. ...
The Buddhist disciple glanced at him but didn't ask anything. Song Shuo stared at him for a long time. Xiao Rong was frightened by his gaze and his expression became visibly tense. Mi Jing sighed slightly when he saw this.
In the afternoon, Song Shuo came to give him the account book and a bottle of medicinal oil.
Xiao Rong asked: "What is this?"
Song Suo: "My family's ancestral secret recipe is specially used to treat excessive liver fire. Your mouth ulcer is too severe, as if it was bitten by something. Apply it once in the morning and once in the evening. Eat light food these days, and it will be healed in about three to five days."
Xiao Rong: “…………”
He held the medicated oil and looked at Song Suo with a messy face. This time, Song Suo was the one who felt scared.
He looked at Xiao Rong warily: "What are you doing? Why do you always look at me like that?"
Xiao Rong paused: "You guys?"
Song Suo snorted, "And the monk, he had the same expression a few days ago, as if he was scolding me for being stupid in his heart. But they have strict rules in Buddhism, so he probably wouldn't dare to really scold me."
As soon as he stopped talking, Song Shuo slapped the account book: "Don't talk about others, tell me the truth, did you curse me in your heart!"
Xiao Rong: “…”
After a long silence, Xiao Rong sighed to Song Shuo, "Get rid of the disease."
A question mark popped up in Song Shuo’s head.
Xiao Rong looked at him miserably: "You don't really want me to wait for more than twenty years, do you?"
Song Shuo: "..." What does that mean? *
The celebration banquet was still going on, but compared to the city-wide carnival-like excitement on the first day, everyone was much calmer on the third day. At this time, they also realized the benefits of taking a vacation, and compared to before when they wanted to fill their stomachs, they no longer ate so much.
Food consumption has decreased, and good news has been coming from Baibao Street one after another. The taxes collected in the past few days alone are the total of the past month.
This was also the reason why Xiao Rong distributed all the reward money before the celebration banquet. It was convenient for him to live a life of luxury. Except for the big families, no one would save money, let alone the soldiers. Who knew if they would still be alive the next day? ...
Xiao Rong was sitting in the conference room. He had been calculating too many accounts recently. He looked around quietly and found that there was no one around. He quickly pulled out a piece of white paper and started writing and drawing on it with a charcoal pencil. He finally used Arabic numerals again. Xiao Rong calculated several large sums and then quickly burned the white paper on a candle like a thief.
The room was filled with the smell of burning wood. Xiao Rong stood up, opened the window, and fanned it vigorously with a large account book.
This was the scene that Qu Yunmie saw when he came in.
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