"Pa!" "Pa!" The sound of the two pages of paper contacting the ground was not considered heavy in any case., . But it was like two thunders, awakening Guo Wei and Zheng Renhui at the same time.

"Forget it, I can't stop it even if I should come. Why not let him go!" Guo Wei shook his head gently, smiled bitterly, "Come here, summon the commander of the Yanei's personal army."

"Yes!" Someone outside the door agreed and left quickly. Guo Wei smiled again and turned his face to Zheng Renhui, "I'll worry about my elder brother. Since the Fu family has named the name and wanted to marry the 'daughter' to Jungui, I'll give it to Jungui to deal with it myself! He is a big boss, and we elders can't make decisions for him in everything!"

In just half a stick of incense, he seemed to have grown four or five years older. Zheng Renhui felt heartbroken when he saw it, and thought for a while and whispered: "Jungui has always been a sensible child, and he should tell the difference clearly."

"Whether you are sensible or ignorant, no matter how he chooses today, I will support you!" Guo Wei smiled again, stood up, and gently moved his arms and spine, as if he had just put down a thousand pounds of burden.

"You mean even if he chose to marry the Fu family..." Zheng Renhui was confused by Guo Wei's sudden change in attitude. He also stood up and asked nervously.

If Guo Rong chose to marry Fu Ying, it means that he had already had ambitions and was unwilling to place his own interests under the overall interests of the Guo family. At this time, as a qualified prince, Guo Wei should never let it go. Instead, he quickly deprived all the power allocated to Guo Rong, and then strictly monitored him, or even executed him quietly. Otherwise, with Guo Rong's ability, it would not be difficult to become the next Li Shimin or Li Siyuan. (Note 1)

However, before Zheng Renhui could express his concerns, Guo Wei had already interrupted with a smile, "If he chose to marry Fu, I would recommend him to the court, serve as the governor of Anguo, and go to Xingzhou. Anyway, I had planned to let Jungui establish his own family after Brother Qing grew up. Now letting him go is just a few years ahead of time. It will not hurt his own family!"

"This..." Zheng Renhui was stunned and speechless.

What Guo Wei said may be the best solution. Although it will damage the strength of the Guo family in a short period of time, in the long run, it is equivalent to completely eliminating the hidden danger of the adoptive son and his biological son fighting for inheritance rights. Even if Guo Wei has not waited for his two biological sons to become an adult in the future, he will have the best choice to support Guo family. In the event that the Guo family is attacked by external forces, Guo Rong has the absolute obligation to provide support to the Guo family for the support of Guo Wei. Otherwise, he will be despised by heroes in the world.

Only those who stand by Guo Wei know how difficult it is to make such a choice. The general talent he cultivated himself had to establish himself without getting enough rewards from him. The sword he created himself had to completely break away from control before he could use it to kill the enemy. From then on, father and son became colleagues, and confidants became allies. If one day the interests of each other conflict, those who were once fathers would need to bargain with their former son calmly, or even make concessions on their own...

"He is the adopted son of my Guo Wei, and the Qianliju trained by me, Guo Wei. Even if his strength and status are above Brother Qing and Brother Yi in the future, it will still not be changed. The fact that he was from my Guo family!" It seemed to be explaining to Zheng Renhui, but it seemed to be cheering himself up. Guo Wei held the table with his hands and whispered.

"In recent years, we have seen too many things about father and son turning against each other and brothers and feet tragically." Before Zheng Renhui could resume, he smiled, and he continued to whisper, "Brother! It's enough, it's enough. Every time we joke about others, we turn our good family into a tiger's wolf's nest, and the whole family bit each other. Why should we be the ones we once joked about? It's enough, in recent years, there have been enough people who have died and enough blood. My Guo Family Queer may not be able to do any great achievements in this life. At least it can be done, not become a tiger and wolf, and the family will not be bleeding! "

"Wen Zhongxiong is very talented and unmatched in the world!" Zheng Renhui took a step back, stood up straight, and then respectfully saluted Guo Wei. For the sake of the person he had never joked about, and for the sake of the sentence "There are enough people who have died."

Forty-three years have passed since Zhu Wen usurped the Tang Dynasty. Over the years, countless heroes have killed all the bones on the earth, but none of them have become tired of killing like Guo Wei. Not to mention that there is no hero who willingly supports the new hero on the back of the horse before he grows old, rather than strangling it.

Li Keyong cannot do it, Zhu Wen cannot do it, and Liu Zhiyuan cannot do it either. This requires a towering character like a mountain, a broad "breast" like a sea, a founding emperor of Zhu Liang, a two-generation emperor of the Later Tang Dynasty, and a founding emperor of Liu Han also did not have it!

"Brother, why bother praising me!" Guo Wei's voice sounded again in the study, with a hint of gratitude, "As soon as I saw Fu Laolang's letter, I began to suspect Jungui, and I had already fallen under the predicament. If I hadn't suddenly remembered Jungui's aunt's feelings for each other back then, maybe she would have been moved by Xiufeng. Zero↑9△ Looking back now, it's so dangerous, so dangerous!"

"The difficulty in the world is self-restraint!" Zheng Renhui bowed again and shook his head with admiration on his face.

When it comes to the choice of heirs and the safety of the next generation, no father can do anything in his heart. But it is one thing to draw his sword and kill all directions under the promotion of Bo Lan; it is another thing to eventually restrain Bo Lan and restore his simplicity of his mind. The latter is undoubtedly more valuable and admirable than the former.

"If Guo feels regretful in the future, please remind me that you must not forget today!" Guo Wei raised his hand and wiped the sweat beads on his forehead and continued to whisper.

"As long as you are still there, you will not dare to humiliate your life!" Zheng Renhui put away his smile and responded with 'sentence', as if he had taken over a thousand pounds of burden.

After the words came, the two of them suddenly looked at each other and laughed. For a moment, they felt extremely relaxed.

"Brother, you have to live a few more years!" Guo Wei suddenly had a joking 'spiritual' head, and said as he looked at the wrinkles on Zheng Renhui's face.

"Don't worry, I didn't see you stepping on those so-called heroes one by one, Zheng is reluctant to die!" Zheng Renhui nodded and made a promise with a smile.

This is Guo Wei. The one he Zheng Renhui has assisted for more than ten years, he is familiar with. He is ambitious but kind. He is scheming, but he sticks to the bottom line of being a human being. Compared with him, the crazy jackals and white horses and old wolves are all a group of beasts who eat "hair" and drink blood!

The two of them talked and said, before they knew it, time passed quickly. As night was approaching, a familiar sound of footsteps finally came from outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, Guo Wei's adopted son, commander of the Yanei Army, and commander of the Selected Front Camp, Guo Rong, strode into the hand holding a bronze candlestick full of candles, "Grandpa, are you looking for me? The child just went out to count the warehouse and was not at home, so he failed to come back in time. Please don't blame me for any rude things!"

"No wonder, no wonder, you are busy every day, you can see it for your father. How could you deliberately choose your advice!" Guo Wei's vision was shining brightly by the candlelight. He waved his hand, smiled and stood up to pick up the candlestick in his adopted son's hand...

"Be careful, these candles have just been lit, and the core is a little cool, and it is easy to burst out candle 'flowers'!" Guo Rong hid to the side and reminded loudly, "You always sit down and let me do it. It's not a heavy thing. If it is heavy, I will ask my personal soldiers to help."

As he spoke, he found a suitable place to place the candlestick in a proper place. Then he sorted out his clothes and saluted Zheng Renhui solemnly, "My nephew has met his uncle. It's so late, and his uncle is still in the study, but what are the difficulties that need to be discussed with his father? My nephew just ordered someone to cook red bean and rice porridge, and someone will be brought over immediately. My uncle might as well put his stomach first, and then continue to "fuck"!"

A few words, respect but not losing closeness. The politeness reveals concern, Zheng Renhui couldn't help but feel a little good-looking in his heart. He waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. People are old and have weak appetites, so don't be anxious to eat. But Jungui, you, look a little thinner than last time you met. Although young people are physically strong and have enough food, they still need to pay more attention to their diet. Don't deduct yourself."

"I'm not thin, but I'm becoming more solid!" Guo Rong pretended to behave and shook his arms, indicating that he was strong and strong. "Uncle, please sit down. My nephew will say a few words to my father first, and then listen to my uncle's teachings."

After saying that, he gave Zheng Renhui a polite smile and turned his face to his adoptive father Guo Wei again, "Grandpa, just now, Guo Sheng, the personal soldier, said you always look for me? Is there any important thing? Or just want to shout me and talk to you about a few games? We both agreed in advance, and we have no regrets when we make a move!"

"Just that smelly thing, I still need to regret it?" Guo Wei was amused and laughed, raised his leg and kicked it, and asked with a lip of his mouth.

"I've got your true teachings!" Guo Rong hid next to him and bowed to his hands to show respect.

In other people's homes, I'm afraid that only between biological father and son can speak so without any taboos. In the study, laughter immediately broke out. Zheng Renhui, who was originally holding a little, quickly let go of his heart, looked at Guo's father and son, and smiled and "she" his mouth: "Okay, you two are two, a pair of smelly baskets, no one needs to say to each other! I myself seem to have never failed to treat you two father and son. If you are not convinced, we will set a game. At most, it only takes half an hour to get you two out of your arms and get rid of your armor!"

"Brother, let me have some face in front of me!" Guo Wei pretended to be angry and curled his lips. The chess addiction that had just been aroused in his heart quickly disappeared without a trace.

Guo Rong's Go skills are not as good as his adoptive father Guo Wei. Naturally, he was not interested in being punished by a great master like Zheng Renhui. He smiled and whispered: "Uncle, you should keep your energy and teach others a lesson. My nephew is willing to give him a lesson. My nephew is willing to give him an ancient score a few days ago, which is said to be recorded by Mr. Zui'yin. When he leaves, my nephew will order someone to take it for you so that he will not put it here, so that the treasure will be covered with dust!"

"Mr. Zui'yin? Send someone to get it quickly. I can't be polite to you!" Zheng Renhui's eyes lit up and immediately rubbed his hands and gave instructions.

Mr. Zui'yin was the title of Pi Rixiu, a famous poet in the late Tang Dynasty. This man's chess skills, calligraphy and poetry are all masters of his generation. Unfortunately, this man did not have any long-term thoughts in his work and actually responded to Huang Chao's recruitment. Therefore, after Huang Chao's defeat, he disappeared. The few handwritten books, chess scores and poems copied by hand left behind are rare "fine" products, and it is hard to find a thousand gold on the market.

"Catch it quickly, I will see if the deer's 'sect' has gained fame!" It was rare to see that Zheng Renhui liked something and lost his composure, so Guo Wei was not moved. He waved at Guo Rong and gave a loud order. (Note 2)

"Yes!" Guo Rong agreed happily, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the study room. However, Guo Wei suddenly remembered his intention to call him, reached out and patted him on the back of the neck, and whispered: "Wait for a moment, Jungui! You ask others to go, don't go. I do have serious things to discuss with you?"

"I understand, grandpa wait!" Guo Rong was stunned for a moment, first turned around and greeted his adoptive father Guo Wei, then called a close-fitting guard standing outside the study and asked the other party to go to his room to get the chess score. Finally, he turned around and gently closed the "door". Then he quickly walked back to Guo Wei and asked in a low voice: "Master, I'm back, what's going on?"

"Yes, yes..." Looking at the pure face of his adopted son, Guo Wei suddenly felt a little weak. After hesitating for a while, he finally decided to implement his previous plan. "Fu Yanqing wrote a letter to his father, thanking you for saving his eldest 'daughter' from the Li family and proposing to marry him to you. By the way, he also asked for your younger sister for his third son! I don't want to make decisions for you, so..."

He thought that Guo Rong would be shocked first, just like when he first saw the letter, and then he could make the final decision after careful consideration. Unexpectedly, before he could finish his words, a clear answer sounded in his ears.

"The ancients said that a wife of a scoundrel would not leave the court." Guo Rong didn't seem to think about it, and shook his head with a smile, "The third brother and our younger sister are in a good family. But I have been married for many years, and even my son is seven years old. How could I marry Qianjin of the Fu family again? If I marry him as a concubine, it would probably insult the Duke of Wei and the fame of the court!"

Note 1: Li Shimin killed his brother and younger brother through the Xuanwu ‘Gate’ coup and became Li Yuan’s only heir. Li Siyuan was Li Keyong’s adopted son, but through the coup, he seized the throne of Li Keyong’s biological son Li Cunxu.
Chapter completed!