After a heavy rain in the capital, the hidden chill suddenly emerged, revealing the cold and depressing atmosphere that was about to turn to frost.

Chang Geng ignorantly followed a group of strangers to see off the old emperor. On the day of the funeral, eight carriages pulled the coffin of Kowloon. A hundred thousand steam horns were erected on both sides of the road, playing mournful music spontaneously and spraying out white smoke like a cap.

, covered the entire imperial capital, and the heavy armor separated the fence that no one could enter. Outside the armor formation, there was a sea of ​​people watching the ceremony, including Daliang people, Yi people, Baiyue people, barbarians... and even countless Westerners.

Countless spying and speculative eyes fell on Chang Geng, the fourth son of the emperor, Li Min, whose life experience was a mystery. Unfortunately, no one dared to talk to him under the eyes of Marquis Anding. Chang Geng was blatantly raped by Marshal Gu.

He hid himself, and for several days, except for the prince and the king of Wei, who walked twice in front of him, he had not come into contact with any other people.

When all the dust settled, Chang Geng was brought to the Anding Marquis Mansion.

From the outside, the Hou Mansion looks really majestic. The door opens with eight characters, two beast heads with green faces and fangs, white steam spraying from the mouth and nose, thirty-six gears rotate at the same time, and the heavy door latch creaks and lifts.

When he got up, a tall iron puppet was revealed on one side.

Two sets of black iron generals' armor were hung on the wall of the screen wall. The gas lights were dim, and the family generals were guarding them. A cold and murderous aura rushed towards them.

Of course, when you walked in, you discovered that the only impressive thing about the Andinghou Mansion was the front door.

Although the courtyard of the Hou Mansion is deep, the vegetation is very scattered, and the facade is frighteningly majestic. There are actually a few taciturn old servants inside. When they saw Gu Yun, they only stopped to salute and didn't say much.

Most of the folk puppets and lighters are burned with coal, and only a small part of them are made of purple gold. They are usually huge objects such as large dams and land reclamation puppets, which are owned by the local government directly. As for those small gold parts, there are only a certain number of them.

Only high-ranking officials and nobles are qualified to use it.

Of course, rules are rules, and whether the people abide by them or not is a matter of two opinions - for example, the rank of Lord Guo, the prefect of Yanhui, is definitely not enough. He has more than one purple gold vessel in his house. Although Marshal Gu's rank is very adequate,

But the house was unexpectedly poor and simple. Except for a few iron puppets, there were almost no purple-burnt gold utensils.

The most valuable thing in the entire Hou Mansion are probably a few plaques handwritten by the great scholar Mr. Mo Sen - I heard that Mr. Mo Sen was the first teacher of Marquis Anding, so I must have got these plaques for nothing.

Ge Pangxiao and Lady Cao moved in with Chang Geng. The three country children who had never seen much of the world poked their heads around. Ge Pangtong said Wuji: "Uncle Sixteen..."

Lady Cao scolded in a low voice: "That's Mr. Hou!"

"Hey, Lord Marquis," Little Ge Pang approached him with a smile and asked, "Your family seems not as refined as Mr. Guo's family."

Gu Yun smiled nonchalantly and said: "How can I compare with Mr. Guo? They were far away from the emperor and were extremely rich. How can they be like me. In order to save some money, I have to go to the palace to eat during the holidays."

This sounded like a joke, but Chang Geng was listening and vaguely felt that there was something in his words.

Before he could think about it, Madam Cao whispered to Ge Pangxiao again: "Didn't it say in the play that the young master from an aristocratic family has a garden swing and a beautiful maid in his house?"

Ge Pangxiao seemed to understand very well, and said shyly: "The gardens are at the back. Women from wealthy families, no matter whether they are masters or servants, are not allowed to show their faces freely. Is it just for you to see casually? If you don't understand, don't ask nonsense."

Gu Yun smiled and said: "I don't have any maids at home, just a bunch of bad old men and rough old women. To be honest with you, the most beautiful person in the Hou family should be me. If you want to see her, you can see me."

As he spoke, he winked coquettishly and smiled with white teeth.

Madam Cao quickly looked away shyly. Ge Pangxiao did not expect that the dignified Marquis Anding would be as shameless as "Shen Shiliu", and was also stunned.

Gu Yun clasped his hands behind his back, playing with the old Buddhist beads left by the late emperor in his hand, and passed by the desolate courtyard calmly: "My mother died early, and I didn't marry a wife. I am a single man of not much age, how can I be like that?" What is this pretty girl doing? She looks so immodest."

It sounds like he is a serious person.

Mrs. Cao didn't dare to look at Gu Yun - she didn't dare to look at good-looking men. She timidly asked from the side: "Master Marquis, others say, 'Once you enter the Marquis, it's as deep as the sea'..."

Gu Yun couldn't help laughing and said teasingly: "What, you want to say goodbye to Xiao Lang and marry me?"

Madam Cao's whole body turned red into a slender monkey's butt.

Chang Geng's face darkened: "Father."

Only then did Gu Yun remember his status as an elder. He quickly calmed down with difficulty, suppressed a look of kindness, and said: "I don't have any rules here. You can tell the kitchen what you want to eat. There is a study, an arsenal, and a stable in the backyard." , you can study, practice martial arts, or ride horses as you like. Shen Yi will come over when he is free. If he is busy, I will hire another husband for you. You don’t need to inform me when you go out to play. Just take the guards with you and don’t cause trouble for me outside... ...Well, let me think about it, what else."

After pondering for a moment, Gu Yun turned around and said, "Oh, by the way, some of the old servants at home are older and their reactions will inevitably be slower. Please be more patient and don't worry about them."

He just confessed in a nonchalant manner, but Chang Geng's heart was inexplicably softened by the rare warmth in his words - although the warmth was not directed at him.

Gu Yun patted his back: "My place is a bit deserted, let's take this as our home from now on."

Chang Geng didn't see Gu Yun for a long time after that. The new emperor wanted to ascend the throne, the King of Wei wanted to beat him up, the barbarian prince kidnapped from northern Xinjiang wanted to be punished, and the barbarians broke the contract and invaded for no reason, but also wanted an explanation... and countless entertainments. , countless temptations, etc., to name a few.

Chang Geng thought he was diligent, but when he got up every morning, Gu Yun was already gone. At night, he woke up after a nap and found that Gu Yun had not come back yet.

In a blink of an eye, the summer heat is over, autumn has come and gone in a hurry, and it’s time to light the stove.

Late at night, the stone road was covered with a thin layer of snow as thick as eyelids, and there was a slight white mist in the air. The sound of horse hooves sounded from the end of the road. Not long after, two dark horses pulled a cart out of the mist and stopped at Enter the back door of the Hou Mansion.

The carriage made a soft "pop" sound, and white steam was released from the three heating pipes around the body. The door opened from the inside, and Shen Yi got out.

Shen Yi let out a breath of white air, turned around and said to the people in the car: "I don't think you should get out of the car. Just ask someone to open the door and get in. It's too cold."

The person in the car responded. It was Gu Yun. His face looked very tired, but he seemed to be in good spirits. He ordered the driver: "Open the door."

The driver trotted away. Shen Yi stamped his feet on the spot and asked, "Has the medicinal effect passed?"

Gu Yun said in a long voice lazily: "After that, I can kill a few more Calais Yinghuo."

Shen Yi: "What did the emperor say when he asked you to come to the palace today? I heard that the Sirius Ministry sent an envoy?"

"The old lame man presented a memorandum with such shamelessness that his nose was almost wiped with mucus. He said that he would give us an additional 10% of Ziliu's annual tribute every year, so that the emperor would look at his son's youth and ignorance. He put him back, and the old lame man was willing to take his place and come over to be a prisoner." Gu Yun was not very interested and had no nice words to say, "Son, you've already given birth to seven or eight babies. You're still young and ignorant. Could it be that? Is it because there is no good soil outside the customs, so the seedlings grow slowly?"

Shen Yi frowned: "You didn't have an attack in court, did you?"

"How can I have such a bad temper? But if I don't lose my temper, that crazy poor Minister of the Ministry of Finance will dare to agree to it." Gu Yun said coldly, and then he changed his tone and sighed, "Man Chao Sage, I don’t even know how to write the four words ‘let the tiger return to the mountain’.”

When the barbarians invaded Yanhui, they wore heavy armor with short cannons mounted on their chests. It was a Western design - the bones of the Central Plains people are naturally thinner, and even military lieutenants are generally not that strong, so the design of heavy armor is also important. It is light and agile, and usually does not play "chest-breaking" on the battlefield.

There is no doubt that the people behind Yinghuo Calais are those Westerners who have always coveted the throne.

Gu Yun lowered his eyes, looked at the slightly reflective thin snow on the ground, and whispered: "There are tigers and wolves outside the four realms."

He had the intention to sail the dragon into the sea, sail straight to the Western Ocean, and fight all the way to their hometown in the foreign countries. However, after years of fighting, the Daliang treasury was almost emptied by him. Now, because Gu Yun supported the new emperor, he was able to suppress it like a rain of time. King Wei was ready to take action when the previous emperor was critically ill, and the new emperor gave him some face in everything.

But can face... last forever?

Shen Yi shook his head: "Let's not mention this anymore. How about having His Highness at your place?"

"Your Highness Fourth?" Gu Yun was stunned, "It's pretty good."

Shen Yi asked: "What does he do every day now?"

Gu Yun thought for a moment and answered uncertainly: "...let's play? But I heard from Uncle Wang that he doesn't seem to go out much."

Shen Yi knew as soon as he heard that Marshal Gu treated the Fourth Highness like a sheep - giving him grass to eat every day and not caring about anything else. But it was not his fault, because that was how the old Marquis and the princess supported him back then.

Shen Yi sighed: "Have you forgotten what the late emperor did to you back then?"

A look of embarrassment flashed across Gu Yun's face. He actually didn't quite understand how to get along with Chang Geng.

Chang Geng has passed the age of acting coquettishly and asking for sweets from adults, and his personality is precocious. When Yan returned to the town, the child even took more care of his not-so-good adoptive father.

It is impossible for Gu Yun to play with a bunch of children all day long, but it is also difficult for him as an elder to guide Chang Geng.

Because he was really forced to put himself on the shelf, and he is not yet old enough and qualified to be a father.

Although Gu Yun said that he wanted to leave Xuantie Camp to Chang Geng in the future, it was just a joke after all, and he knew in his heart that it was impossible. Besides, what kind of fame did he want to make in the army? , Gu Yun knew very well how much hardship he had to endure. As long as he was alive for one day and could still take charge of the country, he didn't want Chang Geng to go through the same hardship.

However, at the same time, he also hoped that the little prince entrusted to him would be successful, or at least be able to protect himself in the future.

So how can a person be successful without suffering hardship?

Parents throughout the ages have been asking for an answer to this question, not to mention his half-hearted adoptive father, who had no choice but to let Chang Geng grow up freely.

The coachman had already opened the door, lit the lamp, and was waiting for Gu Yun to speak.

Shen Yi said to Gu Yun: "It's too harsh to expect you to be meticulous and considerate. But he has suffered a big change and you are the only family member left around him. You should be more serious with him, even if you don't know what to do. It's also good to hang out in front of him from time to time and write a couple of copybooks for him."

Gu Yun probably heard it this time, and patiently replied: "Yeah."

Shen Yi unloaded a horse from the cart and took the reins.

He had already stepped on his horse and was about to leave. After walking a few steps, he couldn't help turning back and nagging: "The handsome man, the ignorant young son, and the long-sick old father have all taught you how to be an adult. No matter who you meet, you will be lucky."

Gu Yun rubbed the center of his eyebrows in pain: "Mom, you are such a bachelor and a talker, please get out of here!"
Chapter completed!