Even his father, who was known as a "capable minister" and a "virtuous minister", was a fool.

Gu Juefei still remembers the few lyrics he heard standing outside the high wall of the Taishi Mansion——

Ten meritorious slaughter ministers.

In Gu Chengqian's opinion, Xue Kuang is a "merited minister", a general admired by thousands of people!

"Xue Kuang, Xue Kuang..."

With a murmur in his mouth, for a moment, Gu Juefei felt that he was really tired and tired.

So he let himself go, leaned back slowly on the back of the chair, propped his elbows on the armrest, closed his eyes, but pressed his fingertips against his eyebrows, trying to suppress the boiling killing intent and coldness.

But not after all.

The living cannot fight the dead.

As soon as the dead person dies, everything will be concluded. Even if the truth is revealed and it falls into the mouths of others, it will become a deliberate smear.

So he hoped like never before that Xue Kuang could "resurrect from the dead"!

At that time, whether it is loyal or traitor, whether it is black or white, will naturally be clear and clear.

Unfortunately, it's all illusory.

Gu Juefei laughed at himself, and finally opened his eyes again, and took the fifteenth answer sheet on the case and picked it up—

He no longer had any expectations, he was only ready to finish the job.

It just didn't occur to him that he cast a careless look at the answer sheet, and then suddenly stopped: "This handwriting..."

It's too clumsy, isn't it?

It can only be regarded as being horizontal and vertical, crooked and twisted, and at a glance, you can see that the wrist strength is very shallow.

Like, beginner handwriting?

Gu Juefei's mind changed, and the list for the second round went through his mind immediately, so he didn't read what was written first, but turned the answer sheet sideways.

The expected word came into view: Xue Chi.

Sure enough, it's this poor kid.

I also knew that such clumsy handwriting could never have been left by someone who had studied for many years and had been immersed in the imperial examinations. Except for Xue Chi, there could be no one else at all.

In the first round, this kid handed in a blank paper, but he wrote the answer in the second round?

The title is "Reconciliation"...

"What about the general's direct son, it seems that he has something to say. Is this to complain about your father Xue Kuang's injustice, or... to complain about injustice?"

Gu Juefei's eyes flashed, and he turned over the answer sheet again to read the content.

Xue Chi is a beginner after all, and his writing is very large.

This answer sheet seems to be full, but in fact it doesn't add up to too many words. Although the wording is tried to correct, it is still childish.

Gu Juefei swept more than half of the previous pages in no time.

As he expected, it was written about the cruelty of the border war, and the soldiers sacrificed their lives. Well, also know that should use this as a reason to oppose the peace.

Is it Xue Kuang's own son?

He laughed inexplicably, and he no longer wanted to read any more, so he was about to throw this answer sheet back on the case. But just as the answer sheet was about to leave his fingers, a line of words behind the answer sheet slammed into his eyes.

At this moment, Gu Juefei suddenly froze.

Those words, like a sword flying from the sky, suddenly penetrated his icy chest, but hit the softest and most secret place in his heart...

Can't tell if it's cold or hot;

Can't tell if it's bitter or sweet.

Everyone says, "The sages and sages are not in vain, and they rely on the sun and the moon; when the world is not peaceful, they rely on the wind and thunder."

But for an ordinary man like him, who is a mediocre person, with such an unrepentant heart and full of injustice, what should he entrust and what form should he put it in?

For a time, all the past and past events, if you look at the flowers, all come to you: traveling the world, seeing hunger and dying on the road, breaking up in a rage, not returning for six years...

The fingers holding the answer sheet trembled involuntarily.

Gu Juefei needed a lot of force and force to make it tremble less obviously, but he couldn't stop the tremor from his soul at all.

In his throat, there was an incomprehensible astringency: "Real general, no sword..."

six words.

It was like a warm and clear spring, which was surrounding a heart that had long been frozen and unconscious, causing a faint tide in his eyes.

Gu Juefei blinked, and the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily, slowly, carefully, and word by word, read Xue Chi's answer sheet.

At the end, it was a murmur of incomprehensible meaning: "Lu Jinxi..."

Chapter 66 I Want to Marry You

The first time she saw the gate of the Jokhang Temple, she left him a trace of curiosity;

When he met again in the alley of Taishifu, he thought she was gentle and considerate at first, and he was really a rare confidant, but at the end he realized that he might be looking at flowers in a fog, and he didn't even know her true face.

From this, there was the shocking "self-recommendation" in the eldest princess' mansion, the plan to be Mr. Xue Chi today, and the "impulse" when Han Moxuan "reunited by chance"...

It's not that no woman has ever seduced him, but no one has ever made him think.

Perhaps just as the eldest Princess Yongning objected, there were some dark and ulterior motives hidden in his various interests and approaches to Lu Jinxi...

But at this moment, all of this is gone.

He no longer remembered that she was Xue Kuang's widow, nor that she was the first-class wife of the General's Mansion, nor that she might be the hunter who wanted to bring him into the game...

In the bottom of my heart, there is only such a voice that is getting clearer and clearer—

want to see her.

Here and now, at this moment.

Nothing else, nothing else.

The warm fingers rubbed the edge of the answer sheet like this, like rubbing a heart that suddenly became warm.

Gu Juefei raised his eyes, but looked out the half-closed window.

Endless light and shadow fell into his eyes like this, but it condensed into a halo that did not disperse, with the purest depth.

After a long time, he smiled slowly and shouted to the door, "Chen Fan, come in."

On Baiyue Lake, boats are flowing, and tourists are like weaving.

The blue sky and white clouds are reflected on the lake water, and the blue paddles row past, stirring up a shimmering wave like a fish tail. In the gurgling sound of the water, there is laughter and laughter among the tourists.

In the pavilion beside the lake embankment, Wei Xian only met Lu Jinxi not long ago.

But at this time, neither of them spoke.

Lu Jinxi leaned lightly on the railing of the pavilion, looking into the distance, as if concentrating on enjoying the scenery.

But Wei Xian, who was sitting at the stone table behind her, was obsessed with Concubine Xiang's fan, staring at her profile without blinking, wishing to see a flower on her face.

This trip to the Sanxian Temple was initiated by Wei Xian at the beginning.

She "sincerely" invited Lu Jinxi to invite Lu Jinxi, but she was selfish: with a face like Lu Jinxi, as long as she went out for more walks, she might run into some princes and grandsons; not to mention, she had other arrangements.

But just now, she suddenly felt that those plans seemed unnecessary.

Guess what she just saw?

Originally, she and Lu Jinxi had an appointment to meet again at the Sanxian Temple, and then they would go out to play together. After she burned the incense, she saw that there were many people, so Lu Jinxi should wait for her in a place with few people, so she entered the deserted garden next to her.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered, she would see Lu Jinxi talking to a man face to face next to the holly tree!

God, that's Lu Jinxi!

Wei Xian was stunned.

But Lu Jinxi's expression was calm, and she didn't feel guilty when she came over. On the contrary, there was a little bit of kitten in the eyes of the man standing near her.

It's not like Wei Xian doesn't know anything about niece.