Chapter 179 Du Sigong is a peerless good man

This mansion was only a temporary residence for Du Lingchun, but it was also magnificent and beautiful.The maid led the way through the twists and turns of the corridor, and finally stopped in front of a room and gently opened the door: "Please, sir."

Gongsun Zhuoyu carried Du Lingchun inside, and then carefully placed him on the bed.Although the latter was drunk, he didn't do anything bad. He was just half-drunk and half-awake with his eyes closed and his breathing heavy.

The maid bent her knees and said, "Sir, please wait a moment while I bring you some sobering soup."

After saying this, he glanced at Gongsun Zhuoyu and thought that Mr. Du valued this person very much. It would be fine if he stayed here, so he quietly left and closed the door behind him.

Gongsun Zhuoyu was amazed at the luxury of this room.The desks and chairs in the study room are all made of fine rosewood, the low couch is covered with a white fox blanket, and the antique vase on the treasure shelf is worth tens of thousands of dollars. It seems to be quite old.

I'm jealous.

Jealousy.

So happy

Gongsun Zhuoyu sat on the bedside and rubbed his hands with a smile, thinking that if he followed Du Lingchun from now on, he would not treat him badly no matter what, right?Besides, the other party had helped him no matter what in his previous life, and the two of them were working together...ah, it was a perfect match.

Du Lingchun lay on the couch with his eyes closed, his eyelashes trembling, and a shadow fell under his eyes, making his skin whiter and creamier.The two siblings are more or less similar. Just by looking at his appearance, one can guess why the rumored doting concubine was so favored.

Gongsun Zhuoyu originally just wanted to cover Du Lingchun with a quilt, but his eyes unexpectedly glanced at his neck, and as if by mistake, he touched a cinnabar mole under the Du Lingchun's Adam's apple. His fingertips landed on it and rubbed it gently.

Like a drop of coagulated red blood, it fell on the white snow, the red color dazzling.

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought to himself, fate is really a wonderful thing.In the last life, I saw him near death, but in this life, he happened to meet him again.Just as he was lost in thought, he suddenly heard the sound of soft footsteps outside and retracted his hand as if he was a thief.

The maid brought two bowls of sobering soup and placed them gently on the table. She looked at Gongsun Zhuoyu and hesitated: "Master Gongsun..."

Gongsun Zhuoyu reacted: "Put it here and I'll feed it."

The maid smiled and seemed a little apologetic: "Your Majesty, I have never seen my master drunk before, and today is the first time."

After saying this, he gently bent his knees and retreated.

Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't drink, so naturally he didn't need to drink hangover soup.He picked up one of the bowls and wanted to feed it to Du Lingchun. Unexpectedly, the other person turned his head in resistance and knocked over the bowl with his hand, spilling the hot soup all over him.

There was a "clang" sound and the bowl fell to the ground.

Gongsun Zhuoyu maintained his previous posture, blinked, stared at the wet marks on Du Lingchun's collar, and fell into deep thought: "..."

what to do?

You can't blame him for this, it was Du Lingchun who overturned it himself.

To put it bluntly, hangover soup is a soup made from a bunch of messy medicinal ingredients such as kudzu root, white cardamom, etc. It is a pitch-black bowl, sour, spicy, and sticky. It doesn’t look good when splashed on clothes.

Gongsun Zhuoyu looked around and wanted to ask the maids to come in and change Du Lingchun's clothes, but thinking that they didn't even dare to touch them, he simply rummaged through the closet and found a set of clean underwear.

He turned his head, untied Du Lingchun's belt with some embarrassment, and took off the other person's shirt.At a casual glance, it was so white that it dazzled people's eyes, and they dared not take a closer look.

Du Lingchun is a eunuch...

As a eunuch, he definitely doesn't want to be touched by others.

So Gongsun Zhuoyu only planned to change his shirt.However, I don't know if it was because he was too nervous, so his movements were a little heavier, and his wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone like lightning, and then a gloomy warning sounded in his ear: "Don't touch me!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu was so frightened that he immediately raised his hands to show his innocence: "I didn't touch it!"

He looked at Du Lingchun at a loss, and was about to explain something, but found that the other person was not awake at all, and what he said just now was just a drunken babble.

"..."

Gongsun Zhuoyu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, patted his forehead, and secretly cursed himself for being too timid.Just as he was about to continue changing his clothes, Du Lingchun suddenly trembled in fear, frowned, and was covered in cold sweat, as if he was trapped in some kind of terrible nightmare and couldn't extricate himself.

He held Gongsun Zhuoyu's hand tightly, with veins on the back of his hand, and whispered something vaguely.

It was the first time that Gongsun Zhuoyu saw the powerful Du Si Gong looking like this. He glanced at his hand but did not withdraw it.He leaned close to Du Lingchun's lips, trying to hear what the other person was saying.

"Don't……"

The voice was tight and fearful.

"Do not touch me……"

With a hint of resentment and unwillingness to plead.

Being castrated at a young age was probably Du Lingchun's lifelong nightmare.Even though he later became a very popular minister, he still harbored grudges about it.His breathing was rapid, and he curled up unconsciously. His white silk shirt was wrinkled and crumpled into a ball, and his fingertips were about to sink into Gongsun Zhuoyu's flesh.

Gongsun Zhuoyu slowly understood why he was acting like this and did not continue what he had just done.He just pulled the brocade quilt aside and wrapped Du Lingchun up, echoing what he just said: "Okay, I won't touch you."

Gongsun Zhuoyu was imprisoned at that time, and he was afraid of castration. What's more, Du Lingchun was only a child when he purified himself, so it was a nightmare that was hard to get rid of.

Not all evildoers are without retribution. Perhaps God has already punished them before they even start walking on this road.Du Lingchun was rich and glorious, and the price had been paid.

Seeing that Du Lingchun was still trembling, Gongsun Zhuoyu wrapped him tightly in the quilt and patted him twice like coaxing a child.Then he pushed aside the sweaty black hair, and saw that his face was pale, his lips were pale, and fragile as paper. Only two slender eyebrows flew into the temples, giving off a bit of gloomy cruelty.

At first glance, it seems that he is not a kind person, and he must be very scheming.

But it's not important, Gongsun Zhuoyu shrugged, he himself is not a good person anyway.

He stayed in the room until late at night, and when Du Lingchun really fell asleep, he quietly took out his hand and left. There were four bruises on his wrist, which showed how tight the other person's grip was just now.

However, Gongsun Zhuoyu forgot one thing. He took off Du Lingchun's clothes, and before he had time to put on new ones, he patted his butt and left.

The moon was at the top of the sky, and everyone in the government office was asleep.Gongsun Zhuoyu yawned, got into bed, and soon fell asleep.But I had a young, passionate, ambiguous and charming dream.

In the dream, he was hugging a body and could not see the face clearly.

Slender, white, with a light agarwood fragrance, like a poppy that makes people head up.

Gongsun Zhuoyu felt a little hot and instinctively avoided, but the other party kept pestering him.The long ink-colored hair flows down like silk, slightly cool to the touch, and as soft as a snake.Smiling low in his ear.

Gongsun Zhuoyu seemed to be bewitched and couldn't help but kiss each other.His five fingers slowly shuttled between the dark hair, and then his eyes went down, lingering back and forth on the other person's fair neck, and finally kissed a red mole on it.

As red as blood, it is breathtaking.

Gongsun Zhuoyu vaguely felt that something was strange, but his reason had already left home.He repeatedly rubbed the bright red cinnabar mole on his neck with his fingertips, and seemed to hear a low hum, a soft sigh, coming from the other person's lips.

The volcano was silent, and finally erupted unexpectedly, and it was like the stormy sea suddenly calmed down and returned to the wind and sunshine.

Gongsun Zhuoyu took a breath and tried his best to see the man's face clearly, but a pair of narrow eyes suddenly appeared in his mind. He was extremely familiar. It was Du Lingchun.A string snapped, and he sat up from the bed in shock.

Oh my god!

Gongsun Zhuoyu's eyes widened, his chest rose and fell, and his breathing became rapid. He never thought that he would dream of Du Lingchun.He touched it with his hand, his head covered with cold sweat, and subconsciously looked around, only to see that it was already dawn.

He was stunned for a moment, lifted the quilt, and slowly wanted to get up. However, he didn't know what he found. He looked down at his pants and quickly sat back down.

Gongsun Zhuoyu's face suddenly turned red. At this moment, there were only two bright characters in his mind -

Shame on you!

Everyone in the house knew that their county magistrate would not get up until midnight.However, when the maid went to the kitchen to serve breakfast today, she saw Gongsun Zhuoyu getting up and squatting next to the well, rubbing clothes, sneaking around like a thief.

The maid suspected that she had recognized the wrong person, so she turned around, walked forward, and called tentatively: "Sir?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu immediately turned around alertly: "Who!"

The maid was startled: "Sir, what are you doing here?"

After he finished speaking, he saw clothes soaked in the basin and a pile of clothes on the ground that barely covered them. He quickly stepped forward to stop him and said, "Sir, how can you do such a rough job as washing clothes? You should leave it to your slaves."

Hearing this, Gongsun Zhuoyu immediately protected the water basin: "No need, I just have nothing to do today and can stretch my muscles. You can go and do your thing."

The maid thought that even if Gongsun Zhuoyu could stretch his muscles, he should be practicing swordplay in the yard. Why did he come here to wash clothes?Although he felt strange, he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he had to retract his hand and leave with three turns.

She may think Gongsun Zhuoyu is sick.

Gongsun Zhuoyu ignored her, took the basin and hid in a secluded corner, and continued to squat and wash.While washing, I couldn't help but recall what happened yesterday. Is it because Du Lingchun looks so much like a woman that I had that bastard dream?

Gongsun Zhuoyu is a career-minded person and occasionally likes to look at beautiful girls.However, in this era, men and women are heavily guarded and cannot do much.Although the brothel girls were bold and unrestrained, Gongsun Zhuoyu did not dare to act haphazardly. If he contracted any fireworks disease, there was no place to treat him in ancient times.

He was so absorbed that he didn't notice a figure walking over. It wasn't until the footsteps were approaching that he subconsciously raised his head, and then jumped up from the ground like his butt was on fire: "Mom... you, you, you... why are you here?"Got it!"

The old lady was leaning on a cane, with a black and shiny Buddhist beads hanging in her hand. Her eyes were sick and she couldn't see what Gongsun Zhuoyu was washing. When she heard the movement, she asked, "Is it Zhuoyu?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu stammered: "Mother...yes, it's me."

The old lady keenly heard the guilt in his voice and asked: "What are you doing?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu calmly kicked the basin away from his feet: "Mom, you didn't do anything. Why did you come out alone, and there was no maid around to support you."

The old woman gently fiddled with the prayer beads in her hand: "Tomorrow is your father's death anniversary. I asked the maid to bring the folded incense paper money, so I am not around."

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought about it carefully and found that tomorrow seemed to be the anniversary of his father's death. He patted his head and said, "Tomorrow I will have someone prepare the carriage and we will go together to offer incense to my father."

The old lady didn't say anything. She quietly probed the ground with her crutch, and finally touched the edge of the tub, where clothes were soaked: "What is this?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu was startled: "Empress, empress! Don't move, these are dirty clothes."

The old lady became even more confused: "Are you starching and washing clothes here?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu said while carrying the basin away: "As parents and officials, children naturally cannot be greedy for pleasure. There are some things that should be done by themselves. What's more, there are not enough manpower in the house, so I washed it myself."

The old woman smiled, not sure whether she believed it or not: "It's not like what you would say. Then you should take a good bath. Mom went to the Buddhist hall to chant sutras."

Gongsun Zhuoyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his back was so nervous that he was sweating: "Mom, it's not convenient for you to be alone. I'll find a maid to help you."

After saying that, he shouted to the courtyard: "Come on, mother... ah no, come quickly, take the old lady back to the Buddhist hall."

Gongsun Zhuoyu rubbed his pants clean in many twists and turns, then hung them up to dry in the sun.I originally wanted to go back inside and take another nap, but I was completely sleepless.He slowly remembered that Du Lingchun seemed to be escorting the rebels back to Beijing today. He should send them off anyway, so he sent people to prepare their carriages and horses and went to the Bieyuan yesterday. However, no one thought about it.

"Your Excellency, you are a step late," said the maid who stayed in the garden to look after the house. "The company has already left with a large group of people this morning. It is estimated that by this time, it has already left the boundaries of Jiangzhou."

Gongsun Zhuoyu wondered why he left like this. He raised the door curtain, stared at the maid and asked, "Didn't the company leave any words?"

Did you agree to promote him?Did you agree to take him to the capital to be an official?Just leave like that?

Big scumbag!

The maid blushed when he saw him, covered her face with her sleeves and shook her head: "I didn't leave a single word."

But he didn't say that Du Lingchun woke up from the house this morning. For some reason, he lost his temper and had a scary look on his face.All the ornaments and vases in the room were smashed, and several slaves were punished.

Everyone in the house was silent and their courage was almost shattered.Fortunately, the eldest maid Zhihe explained that Gongsun Zhuoyu had been accompanying him last night, and she managed to suppress some of the company's anger, otherwise many people would have lost their lives.

Gongsun Zhuoyu shook the folding fan in his hand, feeling extremely melancholy in his heart.The company's mouth is a liar. Yesterday, he was drunk and vowed that he would be appointed to the cabinet. He rose to prominence in just one night and slipped away faster than anyone else.

Forget it, I still blame myself for being too naive.

Gongsun Zhuoyu put down the curtain, lightly knocked on the car door with his folding fan, and said to Shi Qianqiu: "Master, come back."

Shi Qianqiu raised his riding whip and whipped it. He looked back curiously and saw Gongsun Zhuoyu leaning inside, looking wilted and aggrieved. He couldn't help but laugh: "What are you doing, sir? It looks likeIt’s been bullied.”

Gongsun Zhuoyu let out a long sigh and said only five words: "You are not a kind person when you meet someone."

I thought I had a bright future, but I didn't expect that now my future is really bleak.

#Dulingchunbig scumbag#

Shi Qianqiu had become accustomed to his talkative appearance all day long. While driving the carriage back, he said: "Why do you have to act like a little girl? There is nothing to look away from a man."

Gongsun Zhuoyu's eyes showed sadness: "You don't understand."

Shi Qianqiu: "..."

They drove all the way back to the government office. As soon as Gongsun Zhuoyu got off the carriage, the sound of rapid horse hooves suddenly came from not far away.He looked subconsciously and saw a man in black with a sword riding his horse quickly. He pulled the reins one last time and stopped in front of him.

It was Du Lingchun's personal bodyguard Wu Yue.

He sat on his horse, reined in the reins and said, "Master Gongsun, my master has something to tell you."

Gongsun Zhuoyu subconsciously raised his head: "What are you talking about?"

Wu Yue said in a deep voice: "The crane was born in Jiugao, and the phoenix lives in the phoenix tree. Lord Gongsun has chosen a good branch, and cannot change it again. When we meet again one day, we will be at the feet of the emperor, so be prepared early."

After speaking, he threw a brocade box into his arms, clamped the horse's belly hard, and galloped away, disappearing in an instant.

Gongsun Zhuoyu caught the box reflexively, and then waved the dust raised in front of him with his sleeves, thinking, "See you again one day, at the feet of the emperor." Could it be that Du Lingchun would promote him to Beijing?!

He lowered his head to look at the brocade box in his arms, opened it, and saw that it was a waist badge made of black black iron, with a large "Du" engraved on it. It turned out to be Du Lingchun's personal waist badge.

Shi Qianqiu watched from the side, fearing that there was a hidden weapon in the box: "Sir, what is this?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu held the waist badge and said pointedly: "If you can hold this thing and walk sideways in the capital, it will be a good thing."

#DuSiGong Peerless Good Man#

#Do not accept rebuttal#

Five miles away on the outskirts of the city, a group of people was advancing rapidly. Wu Yue caught up with the large group, and then whispered to the person sitting in the carriage: "Report to the company, the message has been brought."

The curtain was lifted by a slender hand, revealing Du Lingchun's feminine face, with a slightly gloomy expression——

Probably because I lost my temper early in the morning.

Du Lingchun's face was expressionless: "Did he say anything?"

Wu Yue: "..."

Wu Yue seemed to have galloped away without waiting for Gongsun Zhuoyu to speak. He lowered his head, tightened his grip on the reins, and said dryly: "Master Gongsun looks very happy."

Du Lingchun sneered and lowered the curtain: "He is actually happy."

Du Lingchun thought of how disheveled he looked when he got up early in the morning, and still felt an unknown fire in his heart.In addition to anger, there is also uneasiness and fear.He was not sure what Gongsun Zhuoyu did yesterday and what he saw.

He only remembered that someone held him across the quilt and stayed there for a long, long time...

The team was traveling so fast that Jiangzhou City was left far behind and gradually turned into a small black dot, with only the yellow flowers blooming along the roadside.Du Lingchun lifted the curtain, looked outside, and lowered his eyes thoughtfully.

Gongsun Zhuoyu, we will meet again soon...

The deceased is like a man who never gives up day and night.Mr. Gongsun has been dead for many years, and everything around him is changing, but he remains buried in the ground, contending with the changes brought about by death and time.

Mr. Gongsun lived in poverty all his life, so the burial place was not a good place with good feng shui. He just chose a higher location on the barren mountain and erected a decent stone monument.

The mountain road is so rugged that the carriage cannot go up when it reaches the foot of the mountain, so it can only get down and walk.The old lady had inconvenient legs and feet, but she did not let Gongsun Zhuoyu carry her on her back, so she walked alone with a cane.Shi Qianqiu followed behind, holding a bag containing incense, candles and other items.

He also came to pay homage to Lord Gongsun.

Gongsun Zhuoyu supported the old lady and saw that she was stumbling when she walked, so he couldn't help but said: "Mother, I will carry you on my back."

The old lady shook her head: "Mom has bad eyesight. It's this time of year when you can come and see your dad. Don't be in a hurry, walk slower."

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought that she was always bored in the Buddhist hall and had little time to go out. She just wanted to relax, so she agreed.Chatting all the way.

The old lady asked: "Are there fields all around?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu took a look: "It's all at the foot of the mountain, not many on the mountain."

Although the old lady has eye problems, her eyes are kind: "I hope the people will have a good harvest this year. Ordinary people only want food and clothing, and they are most content."

There are many gravels on the road, but it gradually becomes smoother as we go to the back.The old lady seemed to be aware of something, and suddenly asked: "Zhuoyu, is your father's tomb coming soon?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu wondered how the old lady knew, and looked at the tombstone in front of him: "Mom, are your eyes healed?"

The old lady shook her head: "My mother's eyes have been blind, how can she get better? It's just that although her eyes are blind, her heart is not blind."

While talking, he had already arrived at the grave.

She groped and stretched out her hand to touch the cold stone tablet, then slid all the way down, skipping the word "Gongsun", and continued falling, finally stopping at the word "Lian Jing", and caressed it lovingly for a moment.

Gongsun Lianjing, this is the taboo name of the old man, and what he has done in his life deserves this name.

The old lady sighed: "Zhuo Yu, are there any weeds beside the tombstone?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu looked around and said, "Mom, no."

The old lady didn't say anything else. She knelt down on the futon, inserted three sticks of incense into the stove filled with incense ashes, bowed twice, and then said: "Zhuoyu has retired recently. I heard from the maid that he solved two major cases. I can't say what will happen in the future."He will be loved by the people just like his husband."

Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't take the phrase "loved by the people" seriously. When he dies, he will definitely not be like his father, huddled in this broken ravine. Birds don't poop and chickens don't lay eggs. Who still remembers this?people.

Bao Zheng once said before his death that future generations of officials who committed stolen goods would not be allowed to return to their families and would not be buried in a big tomb.Those who do not follow my will are not my descendants.Therefore, there is a saying that "unworthy descendants shall not be admitted to the tomb".

Fortunately, Lord Gongsun never left such words, otherwise Gongsun Zhuoyu would not be able to be buried in his ancestral grave after his death.

The old lady couldn't hear what Gongsun Zhuoyu said for a long time. She looked into the distance and said thoughtfully: "Zhuoyu, although your father was discouraged by the officialdom, he never regretted the path he took when he died. You are very smart, but my motherI don’t know what path you will take…”

Gongsun Zhuoyu stepped forward diligently: "Naturally, the name will remain in history, and it will live up to my mother's expectations."

"Name?" The old lady gently held the rosary beads in her hand, "You are different from your father. You seek fame on paper, while your father seeks peace of mind. The former only has books, but the latter lives in the heart..."

She said and touched the cold stone tablet: "People still remember your father..."

The mountain is remote and overgrown with weeds, but the area around the cemetery is clean, with not a single weed at all.The incense burner was full of ashes, indicating that people were often worshiping. Even their path up the mountain became smoother and smoother as they approached the cemetery.

Some people in this world will eventually pass away and be forgotten by the world.The people no longer talked about Master Gongsun, and Gongsun Zhuoyu thought that they were gradually forgetting him. Little did he know that everything was being remembered and survived in another way.

He asked for a name on paper, but his father left a posthumous name.

Gongsun Zhuoyu obviously noticed the clue. He looked around and wanted to argue, but couldn't find anything to say, so he had to purse his lips and say nothing.

Shi Qianqiu burned the white candle paper money, knelt down in front of the tombstone, clasped his fists, and made a quack salute: "Your Excellency, you will live forever."

The walk down the mountain was easier than the one up the mountain, but Gongsun Zhuoyu rarely spoke and was extremely silent.There was a brief moment of confusion in his eyes, and perhaps he began to hesitate about his future path.

But if he seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages, loves leisure and hates work, it is bound to be impossible for him to be a good official.When the owner's family lost their cows and the west's family lost their dogs, he could still try his best to help, but if some cases involved powerful people, he would be powerless.

Gongsun Zhuoyu is a selfish person. Sometimes when disaster strikes, he will only choose himself and not care about others. Without the self-sacrifice of others, he is obviously far from the word "honest official".

He was lost in thought, very confused, and wanted to know how he should proceed in the future. However, before he could figure it out, a transfer order from the capital came from the official department and made him dizzy.

"Your Majesty has an order to order Gongsun Zhuoyu, the magistrate of Jiangzhou, to go to the capital immediately and assist the Criminal Department in solving the case!"

This is a serial murder case involving important court officials...

The author has something to say: Gongsun Zhuoyu (not confused for a moment): I am coming to the capital, come on, come on!