Li Zunxu's words made everyone in King Hao's palace uneasy.
King Li Dewang of Xixia looked at his father suspiciously, even wondering, could it be that his father had someone change the contract after he left in the middle of the night?
Murong Qiudi, who was waiting by the side, was very calm and did not seem to be shocked by Li Zunxu's words. Maybe for her, nothing could affect her state of mind.
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Guo Mo, Huang Rong and Li Mochou, accompanied by Xixia King Li Dewang, had just arrived at the entrance of King Hao's Palace when they saw the palace door open. First, two rows of brightly-armored imperial guards came out, and then two more came out.
Row of chamberlains and maids of honor.
Immediately afterwards, two people walked out slowly under the flag umbrella.
One is Li Zunxu, a man with half a beard and half a hair. Even under the loose robes, the rickets of his figure can be seen.
Murong Qiudi was walking on the right side of Li Zunxu, supporting him with his hands from time to time, as if he was afraid that the emperor would fall.
Seeing Li Zunxu and Murong Qiudi coming out, Li Dewang took the lead in jumping off the horse, and Guo Mo and three others also dismounted one after another.
"Father, why did you pick him up in person? Let me introduce you to the most popular Prince Yan in the Song Dynasty. These two are Qiao Huangrong and Leng from the 'Three Beauties of Wulin'.
Don’t worry.”
The Dangxiang tribe of Xixia is also a martial nation. In such a formal occasion, Li Dewang introduced the two girls in this way, which is undoubtedly the greatest respect for them.
"His Royal Highness King Yan, you two, this is my father, and Princess Murong."
"Zhao Hao, King of Yan of the Great Song Dynasty, pays homage to His Majesty the Emperor of Xixia and Princess Murong——"
Guo Mo walked forward first. When he arrived at the owner's house, he was an old man in his sixties. He couldn't let the other party greet him first.
"Haha, it is true that heroes come from youth! When I saw His Highness King Yan today, I felt that I was really old and no longer useful."
"I have retired now, and all state affairs have been handed over to Wang'er. I heard that Concubine Murong said that your Princess Yan is her nephew, and I am a contemporary of your father. I am asking you to
How about saying 'good nephew'?"
Only then did Guo Mo notice that the welcoming scene was very grand, but the old man was dressed in ordinary clothes. It seemed that he was really meeting his nephew.
"My nephew Guo Mo has met Uncle Li. When he was in Lin'an, he often heard his father mention Uncle Li's demeanor in those days, which is: 'he pays great attention to the Ming Dynasty, has little learning skills, has a long and broad calligraphy skills, and is good at writing seal scripts'."
"He even won the first place in the court examination. He is the only 'number one emperor' in history. If you are lucky enough to see his dignity, you must pay homage to him and listen to his teachings."
Who doesn’t know how to say New Year greetings?
As soon as Li Zunxu proposed that uncle and nephew should be proportionate, Guo Mo called him "Uncle Li". Originally, Li Zunxu was five years older than the official Zhao of the Song Dynasty, so Guo Mo didn't think it was wrong to call him "Uncle Li".
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It is inconvenient for emperors from various countries to meet each other. If they do meet, they will usually refer to each other as "Emperor Brother" and "Emperor Brother".
The fact that Li Zunxu got the top prize in the examination when he was young can be said to be the thing he was most proud of in his life. Now that it was told to His Highness King Yan of the Song Dynasty in person, the old man's heart suddenly became bright.
"Hahaha, that's all Chen Zhima's rotten millet, why bring it up? The wise nephew is the one with a bright future, and you are also a 'Martial Scholar' - "
"Your Majesty, let's go into the palace and talk. Your Highness, King Yan, has also been busy all night. At least he needs some soup first."
Seeing these two people standing at the gate of King Hao's Palace, they began to compliment each other. It was hard for others to say anything. Murong Qiudi, the Dowager Princess of Xixia, tugged on Li Zunxu's sleeve and whispered advice.
"Haha, you see, I am so happy that I have forgotten the occasion. My dear nephew, come on, come in with me."
After Li Zunxu finished speaking, he broke away from Murong Qiudi's hand and actually came forward to take Guo Mo's hand.
Seeing the old man's enthusiasm, Guo Mo couldn't refuse, so he stretched out his hand to half-support Li Zunxu. You could feel the old man's hand trembling a little.
In another time and space, next year will be the time of his death.
However, the life trajectories of too many people have been changed by Guo Mo. Now that he has met this old man, Guo Mo also wants to help him.
A stream of "innate true energy" was secretly transferred into Li Zunxu's body and traveled around in his body.
Indeed, after many years of "palace life", I am afraid that Li Zunxu's "disease of being a widower" has not stopped in the past few years since he retired to the throne, right?
Many organs in the body have been severely damaged, especially the liver and kidneys.
Although Li Zunxu was not a master, he was still capable of killing enemies in battle when he was young. Moreover, he also had an imperial concubine with strong martial arts skills. As soon as Guo Mo's innate true energy entered his body, he could feel it.
Li Zunxu did not say anything, even if his footsteps were not messy, he still walked into the Hao Palace hand in hand with Guo Mo.
"Haha, I just thanked my nephew so much. After my nephew's treatment, I'm afraid I can live another two or three years, right?"
Li Zunxu's health has not been very good in the past two years. The Tai Hospital has prescribed many prescriptions, but they have not had much effect.
As for Murong Qiudi's lineage, they only learned martial arts, but not medicine. Li Zunxu was not suitable for practicing internal skills at his age.
"Where, Uncle Li has great blessings, but if he can keep his mind low, avoid eating raw and cold food, and go out more often, let alone two or three years, even ten or eight years is not a problem."
Li Zunxu was naturally overjoyed to be given such a big gift as soon as they met.
They wanted to make good friends with the Song Dynasty, but they just wanted to find another powerful ally for Xixia in these troubled times. The courtesy to Guo Mo was because of his status as King of Yan.
But when Guo Mo came, the old man Li Zunxu's heart was filled with warmth. At his level, fame, fortune, gold, silver and jewels, country and country, these are just external things, and his own health and life span are the most important.
Li Dewang and Murong Qiudi heard their conversation, and of course they understood what happened, and their eyes looked at Guo Mo with gratitude.
"My dear nephew, I have a favor to ask. I wonder if it will bring trouble to my dear nephew?"
Li Zunxu looked at Guo Mo and thought for a while before he asked meaningfully.
"Uncle Li and my nephew have no need to be polite. Although they meet for the first time today, they have been friends with Uncle Li for a long time, but they have orders to follow."
Guo Mo thought, as the Supreme Emperor of Xixia and an old man over sixty years old, could there be anything too difficult?
Xixia is in crisis, and internal and external troubles are more serious than in the previous years of the Song Dynasty. However, it is impossible for the old man to ask for such a thing.
Just now, I briefly adjusted his internal organs and breath. Did he want to make a request in this regard?
"I want to retire by the West Lake——"
"What?"
"What?"
Neither Guo Mo nor Li Dewang expected that Li Zunxu would make such a request.
If Li Zunxu was just an ordinary old man with such a mind and the human and financial resources, it would not be difficult to realize this wish.
The key is that you are the Supreme Emperor of Xixia.
Although the Song Dynasty and Xixia are not currently at war with each other, and they still maintain friendly trade exchanges, if someone like Li Zunxu really went to Lin'an, wouldn't he become a "hostage"?
Weak countries are forced to send "protons" to powerful countries. This has happened since ancient times, but I have never heard of sending my father there.
"Father..."
"shut up--"
Li Dewang was about to speak to dissuade him, but his father scolded him directly.
"Uncle Li, Lin'an has beautiful scenery and the climate is indeed more suitable for living and retirement than Zhongxing Mansion. If you really want to live there for a long time, my nephew and my father will certainly welcome you."
"It's just that you are the Supreme Emperor of Xixia after all, and your every move involves too many things. If something goes wrong, my nephew will not be able to explain it to the whole country -"
Seeing that the old man seemed to be serious, Guo Mo was a little moved at first, and after thinking for a while, he expressed his concerns.
"Hahaha, you guys, I am an old man in his sixties and I don't care. Why do you worry so much?"
"The land south of the Yangtze River is full of literary talent, and Lin'an is the place where literary style flourishes in the world. When I was young, I had a dream and wanted to go to West Lake to see it in person."
“It’s good when the water is shining and clear,
The color of the mountain is also strange when it is empty and covered with rain.
If you want to compare the West Lake to the West,
It’s always appropriate to wear light makeup and heavy makeup.”
"Later on, I was burdened with the shackles of the 'Emperor', a troubled son, and was not allowed to be free for more than ten years. Now I finally have the opportunity of a good nephew. Do you have the heart to refuse an old man's request?"
Seeing that Guo Mo seemed to be hesitant, Li Zunxu used his ultimate move again.
"My dear nephew, Wang'er, if you still feel embarrassed, how about you just announce to the public that I have passed away, and wait until the funeral is over before I leave for Lin'an?"
Well, this old man is really, he will never stop dying if he doesn't make a shocking statement.
"Forget it, since Uncle Li insists on this, everything will be taken care of by my nephew. I will send someone to find a place by the West Lake first, and then notify my father to take care of it."
"After all, this matter is important. I'm afraid my nephew won't be in Lin'an for long. It's better to think about some things carefully first."
After Guo Mo finished speaking, he looked at Xixia King Li Dewang with his eyes. Does that mean, brother, would you like to give me some advice?
"Since my father insists on this, I can just do as I please. However, in addition to Princess Murong accompanying me, I hope that the three of them, 'Vulture', will also go with me."
As a son, I am worried about the old man's safety. After all, he is in a foreign country.
"Haha, okay, as long as you agree, it's fine. As for the procedures, you can just do it."
"It's June now, and the weather is too hot to hit the road. It's still too late to wait until August before setting off again."
"In addition, I will personally edit a letter and ask the officials of the Song Dynasty for something. Haha, just wait for the good news-"
The Hao Palace was already peaceful, but because of Li Zunxu's words, everyone became uneasy again.
The old man thought about it all at once, and even though Guo Mo was now a master of medicine and martial arts, he couldn't tell his pulse for a while.
I had no choice but to smile helplessly, and if the soldiers came to cover up the water and earth, it was better to take advantage of the situation.
Everything that should be said was said, even the requests that should not be agreed were agreed to, and the banquet was started.
"Rong'er, how's your practice of 'Little Phaseless Kung Fu' going?"
Murong Qiudi took Huang Rong's hand and asked her affectionately, as if she were her own sister-in-law.
"Senior Aunt Qi, I have been pregnant and raising a child for more than a year, so it is inevitable that I have less time to practice. Now the 'Small Wuxiang Gong' has only just reached the stage of small success."
What Huang Rong said was true, but to the ears of Murong Qiudi, especially the "vulture" Yuchixuan standing behind her, it was completely different.
That is the Xiaocheng state of "Xiao Wuxiang Kung Fu". Even if you are recognized as a martial arts genius, you have to practice for five or eight years before you can reach the Xiaocheng state.
How can you do this? In just one or two years, even if you have a child in the meantime, you can practice the "Small Wuxiang Gong" to a small degree without delay, right?
"Rong'er is indeed a martial arts prodigy. The 'Little Wuxiang Kung' is in your hands, so it doesn't mean it has been buried. I heard about Yan'er before, she..."
Murong Qiudi's face suddenly became embarrassed, and she didn't know what she should say.
Reason told her that although Guo Mo, Huang Rong and others had personally destroyed the Murong family, she should not hate them, let alone seek revenge.
However, that is the place where she was born after all. The blood of the Murong family is always flowing in her body?
"Senior aunt, Yan'er and I are sworn friends to Jinlan. She took the 'Ziwei Soft Sword' and left without saying goodbye. I think she also considered it for the Murong family."
"This matter has passed. As a sister, how can I really blame her? I just don't know if she was injured under house arrest by Ouyang Ke. I really should have saved her myself last night."
Speaking of this, Huang Rong was even a little annoyed, and Li Mochou was also comforting Huang Rong.
It was not convenient for Guo Mo, who was sitting next to him, to participate in their conversation. However, when Huang Rong said this, Guo Mo clearly felt that there was an extremely unstable aura behind the wall of Hao Palace leading to the harem.
Well, someone is hiding there?
"Hey, everything is fate and nothing is up to you. Ronger, maybe this is fate. Yan'er is also feeling miserable."
Seeing that Huang Rong didn't seem to resent Murong Yan, Murong Qiudi felt relieved and kept giving advice to Huang Rong and Li Mochou.
Looking at the two women in front of me, I thought of Murong Yan again. These three young women were equally beautiful and excellent in martial arts, but they could freely choose their own path.
Murong Qiudi saw this and felt envious.
"Miss Mochou, I wonder what kind of Kung Fu you prefer?"
Murong Qiudi suddenly asked.
Because among the three people, only Li Mochou was the stranger to Murong Qiudi. She just sat beside Huang Rong and did not take the initiative to speak.
"Back to Senior Murong, this junior is from the 'Ancient Tomb Sect' and has a lot of inheritance. However, this junior is stupid and not as much as the eldest sister and third sister. Now I am pretty good at palm skills."
Indeed, Li Mochou knows a lot of kung fu, especially in the past few years since she became the leader. She can practice all the kung fu of the "Ancient Tomb Sect".
But the one that takes the most time and is the best to practice is only the palm technique.
In the past few years, I mainly practiced the "Five Poison Divine Palm". In recent years, I have also practiced the "Ice Spongy Palm" to great perfection.
As for the "Tomb Sect" kung fu, she had mastered the "Jade Girl Sword Technique" and several sets of light body kung fu to a level above Xiaocheng. Other kung fu skills were only taught to Xiao Longnu before she could master them.
In terms of inner strength and mental skills, she followed Guo Mo's advice and abandoned the "Jade Girl Heart Sutra" and had already practiced the "Nine Yin Sutra" given to her by Guo Mo.
"Oh, I didn't expect that the girl has a special liking for palm skills? It just so happens that I also have a good set of palm skills here. We are destined to meet each other. You are the sister of Ronger and Yan'er, so you are not an outsider."
As he spoke, Murong Qiudi took out a roll of yellow embroidered silk from his wide sleeves and handed it to Li Mochou.
"This... how can this be achieved? How can a junior be so virtuous and capable as to dare to accept a generous gift from a senior?"
Li Mochou did not expect that Murong Qiudi, who met for the first time, would give him martial arts secrets.
She also knew the opponent's identity and level very well. Since he could show it in public, his martial arts wouldn't be too bad.
"Your Highness King Yan, do you want to take back what I took out?"
Seeing that Li Mochou did not dare to accept it, Murong Qiudi directly attacked Guo Mo.
Come on, Guo Mo was originally sitting on the sidelines watching the fun, but he didn't expect to be involved.
Guo Mo knew very well that he might have to bear this debt on his head.
Last time I gave Huang Rong a copy of "Small Wuxiang Gong". After all, they were both inherited from the "Xiaoyao Sect". Huang Rong called her "Sister Aunt", which she could barely do.
What now?
Li Mochou is the sworn sister of Huang Rong and Murong Yan?
Isn’t this too far-fetched?
"Mo Chou, since Senior Murong has brought it out, as the saying goes, 'the elders give you indispensable gifts', Rong'er will call you 'Senior Aunt', and Miss Murong will call you 'Auntie'. You are the best in Jinlan, so you might as well call her 'Master' from now on."
Gu', so as not to break up the relationship."
Huang Rong listened from the side and felt that the content and tone of the words sounded so familiar.
Back then, when you asked yourself to receive the "Small Wuxiang Gong", didn't you use the same rhetoric?
"Second sister, just take it. Listen to Brother Mo and call me 'Sister Aunt' from now on. Isn't Senior Aunt going to Lin'an? There will be many opportunities to meet in the future, so just be respectful to Senior Aunt."
Guo Mo has expressed his stance, so naturally Huang Rong will not dismantle him. She also wants to see what kind of palm skills the second sister can get.
"Then Mochou, thank you... Thank you so much, Senior Sister——"
Martial arts secrets, who would really reject it among those who practice martial arts?
Although the "Five Poison Divine Palm" and "Ice Cotton Palm" are quite powerful in Li Mochou's hands, she always feels that these are "evil" skills, right?
Huang Rong's martial arts skills, such as "Orchid Acupoint Brushing Hand", "Luoying Divine Sword Palm", "Yiyang Finger", "Flicking Finger Magical Power", etc., all look upright.
The third sister, Murong Yan, also has a family background. She has not mastered her own martial arts to a great extent, but the two palm techniques take up too much time.
Now, Murong Qiudi has given me a palm technique. If the grade is good, Li Mochou plans to study it carefully.
"That's right. You can get the name 'Sister Sister' with your hard work. This deal is a good deal. In the future, when you go to the world of martial arts, if you say that the 'three beauties of martial arts' are all my nephews, I will be proud of you."
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Murong Qiudi seemed very happy. In fact, she was sitting with Huang Rong and Li Mochou. People who didn't know the truth would think that they were the three sisters.
"Rong'er, Mo Chou, you are so lucky. If you recognize a good aunt, you can get a martial arts secret book. It's really enviable -"
Guo Mo said this with emotion, and it was somewhat ridiculing. Where is the demeanor of an innate master? Or the majesty of His Highness King Yan?
"Oh, does His Highness Prince Yan still value my meager skills?"
When she saw Guo Mo again, Murong Qiudi couldn't see through his cultivation at all. The feeling Guo Mo gave her was similar to that of Murong's old master, but it was very different.
She couldn't believe how a young man in his twenties could cultivate to such an extent?
"Haha, if Senior Murong can give you the next book of 'Bei Ming Shen Gong' or 'Eight Wastelands and Liuhe Only My Sovereign Art', I can also call you 'Senior Aunt'."
Guo Mo's words were half-ridiculous and half-serious.
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"Oh, His Highness King Yan knows the secrets of my sect very well, right? Unfortunately, I have only seen a few words about the two kung fu you mentioned in the classics, but I don't know where they have been lost."
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Although the banquet is good, there is always a time to say goodbye.
Li Zunxu once again confirmed with Guo Mo his trip to Lin'an before letting him leave, and tactfully stated that "Yipin Tang" would take action to clean up the remaining influence of the Murong family.
This royal family, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, may not have really disappeared since then, but it has also suffered heavy losses.
"Yan'er, are you still afraid to face him?"
High above the Hao Palace, Murong Qiudi and Murong Yan stood side by side, looking at the three people of Guo Mo who were leaving.
"Auntie, I don't know. It's just that during the days when I was imprisoned by Ouyang Ke, his shadow was all over my mind. I don't know what happened to me."
"If, I mean, if you were allowed to marry him openly, would you be willing?"
"I......"
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Desert Oasis, Longmen Inn.
"How is Guanying's injury?"
Guo Mo and the others left Zhongxing Mansion and went directly to Longmen Inn. Before he entered the Xixia Palace, he asked Chen Xuanfeng and the others to return here first.
Especially the "Tingfeng", the several hundred people of the escort army and the horse bandit army, must have a leader to stabilize them. If something goes wrong, they will only conflict with the Xixia army.
"Brother Guo, Guanying was probably injured by Ouyang Ke's poisonous palm. He was not treated in time, and he was soaked in the water prison for so many days. It may be more troublesome to cure it."
Lu Chengfeng stayed by his son's bed. When he came back, he gave Lu Guanying a comprehensive check-up. All the external injuries were almost healed, but the internal injuries were not easy to recover from.
"Let me take a look."
Guo Mo wants to take action personally, so Lu Chengfeng is naturally happy to see it happen.
After a cup of tea, Guo Mo also completed the inspection.
"Guanying's injury is indeed serious this time, and it may affect his cultivation."
"He has been running around for me all these years, and his own skills have also fallen behind. If he had been in a first-rate state at this time, he should not have suffered this disaster."
"Your Highness, please don't say that. It is Guanying's duty to be able to do things for His Highness. What does it mean to be injured?"
Seeing Guo Mo blaming himself, Lu Guanying, who was lying on the bed, actually wanted to struggle to get up.
"Okay, you just lie down. Taking advantage of this opportunity to recuperate, you and Feng Ge can follow me for a year and polish your skills."
"From now on, you should specialize in studying the 'Nine Yin Manual'. First practice the 'Nine Yin Healing Chapter' and use the elixirs from Peach Blossom Island. If you insist on it for a month, you will be back to your original state."
"You and Feng Ge's skills are just the same, so you have to work harder. If you can't reach the first-class level before the age of thirty, being first-class in this life will be your limit."
"Brother Guo, thank you so much. If it weren't for the fear of Master's censure, I would have wanted Guanying to be your disciple..."
In fact, it is not to blame or not. Peach Blossom Island, as a holy land of martial arts, is naturally the existence of a sect now.
Since "Dongxie" Huang Yaoshi, the sect has been established. Counting Huang Rong, there are eight second-generation disciples, and all of them have extraordinary skills and have the style of a big sect.
However, by the third generation, the disciples were in a bit of a slump.
The eldest disciple Chen Xuanfeng and the second disciple Mei Chaofeng are now empty.
The third disciple, Qu Lingfeng, died young again, leaving behind a silly girl. It would be nice if she could learn some self-defense skills.
Lu Guanying, the son of the fourth disciple Lu Chengfeng, was also a middle-aged man, but he was already the one who established himself among the third generation of disciples.
Wu Nantian, the son of his fifth disciple Wu Mianfeng, has already joined Guo Mo's sect.
The sixth child, Feng Mofeng, no longer has any ambition to learn martial arts.
Lao Qi Jin Yu Feng has just accepted him in. He is still in the learning process.
How can Guo Mo snatch Lu Guanying over again?
"Fourth Senior Brother, given our friendship, what difference does it make whether Guanying is my disciple or not? Everything I can teach my disciples can also be taught to Guanying."
What Guo Mo said is true, and it was true in the past two years. However, in the past few years, Lu Guanying first joined the "Dunwu Army", then was transferred to the "Imperial City Division", and later came to Xixia and joined the "Tingfeng".
There is no chance to meet Guo Mo, let alone learn kung fu from him.
"Fourth Senior Brother, after this incident, I think it would be better for you to take charge of Xixia in person and place your base in Yinzhou City. Whether it is to Guanzhong or Hedong, the distance is moderate."
"We must learn from this lesson. Every time we deploy a point, we must be more secretive and equipped with more strength. We would rather not deploy a few cities, but we must put the safety of our brothers first."
"Senior Brother, please stay in Xixia to help the four senior brothers for a year. When Guanying and Feng Ge come back, you can go back to Prince Yan's Mansion."
Guo Mo was still worried about Lu Chengfeng's safety, and he didn't want to withdraw from Xixia just like that, so he had to keep Chen Xuanfeng behind.
"Brother Guo, don't worry. I will definitely listen to the Fourth Brother's arrangements. I will hit whoever he asks me to hit."
"Bronze Corpse" has never compromised on Guo Mo's arrangements, not to mention that it is related to the safety of his junior brother.
"Fifth Senior Brother has already established himself in Chang'an. Once you get on the right track, you can also get in touch with him, and the entire western region can be connected from north to south."
This large area was the place where the Qin Dynasty was strong in the past. Even during the Han and Tang Dynasties, it was a place where development was focused. Unfortunately, it has completely declined over the past few hundred years.
Three days later, Ouyang Ke's whereabouts were no longer found, and it was time for Guo Mo and others to leave.
They still established a stronghold at Longmen Inn, but they focused more on running and managing this place, leaving a total of fifty people behind.
Twenty people stay behind every day to run the inn.
The remaining thirty people were divided into two teams, pretending to be traveling merchants, and traveled back and forth on the trade route between Zhongxingfu and Taiyuan.
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Without the existence of the Murong family, the only remaining force is the Xixia Imperial Palace. Under the current circumstances, it is unreasonable to send people there to set up positions.
The horse thieves brought here returned to Yinzhou City ahead of Guo Mo and the others, as before, and were broken into pieces, all lurking in Yinzhou.
This large city, which was very close to the territory of the Song Dynasty, was already on Guo Mo's mind. He did not want to be a rootless Ping in Xixia anymore.
It's a pity that I just had dinner with the two kings of Xixia, so I'm too embarrassed to directly send troops to attack, right?
This is something that gives Guo Mo a headache.
After staying in Yinzhou longer, the intelligence connection with Taiyuan has been restored, and the latest news about the Hebei battlefield has also reached Guo Mo.
"Hey, what a failure! What's going on with Brother Guo? Doesn't he know how his father died?"
Chen Xuanfeng said bitterly.
It turned out that after Guo Mo left, the entire war situation in Hebei was handed over to Meng Gong.
Meng Gong was an extremely stable person. In his strategic thinking, he highly valued "prevention first and defensive counterattack".
After he captured Hejian Mansion, he transferred all the troops he could mobilize to Enzhou.
There are 10,000 Yanwang guards, 25,000 "Dunwu troops" and 50,000 "Jingnan troops", a total of 85,000 people.
After preparing the siege equipment for seven days, they marched towards Zhending Mansion in a mighty manner.
However, when they arrived at the city, they found an empty city.
Wokuotai had withdrawn all his troops three days ago, but had only sealed the city gates and placed straw men all over the city, planting flags everywhere, pretending to be on tight defense.
The Zhending Mansion was captured without bloodshed, but Meng Gong was not happy and summoned the generals to discuss matters in the Zhending Mansion. Hebei Economic Strategy and Comfort Envoy Liu Kezhuang was also invited.
"Everyone, we were entrusted by King Yan to launch a fierce attack on Hebei. Although we captured Zhending Mansion without any blood today, this nest is so ruthless that we robbed everyone in the city and left no material behind.
, this is an empty city.”
"This time we have sent out 100,000 troops. Now we have captured the eight prefectures. Daming Prefecture, Zhending Prefecture and Hejian Prefecture will all have at least 5,000 garrisons left, and the other five places will each have at least 2,000 troops.
People are stationed.”
"In this way, only 75,000 people are left. If Wokuotai retreats to Zhongdu City, there will be at least 30,000 troops stationed there. I would like to ask you what you think about attacking Zhongdu City?"
Guo Jing, Hua Zheng, Qin Ju from the "Jingnan Army", Zhao Chengyu from the Yanwang Guards, Zhang Shijie, Wu Nantian, Haji and others were all seated in the lobby.
"Meng Dutong, in my humble opinion, Wo Kuotai gave up Zhending Mansion so decisively and took all the people and supplies away. I don't think he will necessarily defend Zhongdu City."
Zhang Shijie, who was sitting below, suddenly spoke.
"Oh, Shijie, if you have any ideas, just tell us and let's analyze them together."
Meng Gong was very familiar with Zhang Shijie and was very optimistic and fond of him.
Guo Motou had taken care of him for nearly two years. His relationship with Zhang Shijie was that of a teacher and a friend. He knew that this kid was very clever and his ideas were often unexpected.
"Our 100,000 men attacked with almost no damage, but the 30,000 men belonging to Ogedai are probably not considered elite."
"The real elites were already lost in the bloody battle in Zhongdu last year and in the previous bloody battle outside Daming Mansion. This time, the reinforcements from Zhongdu are just the defenders who were left behind."
"If you can't defend it in Zhending Mansion, can you defend it in Zhongdu? Unless he sends more troops."
Everyone also agreed with Zhang Shijie's statement.
After discussing for a long time, there was no clear conclusion.
He could only proceed slowly and steadily, sending a large number of scouts northward to detect the movements of the Mongolian army, while Liu Kezhuang began to restore the people's livelihood in the eight prefectures of Hebei.
Three days later, Meng Gong received a certain piece of news, and Wo Kuotai led his people directly out of Juyongguan and returned to the desert.
Before leaving, he actually gave up Zhongdu City to Tuo Lei, who was originally supposed to be in Goryeo. At this time, Tuo Lei had personally led 15,000 Mongolian cavalry into Zhongdu City.
This change was completely beyond the expectations of Meng Gong and other generals, and even Hua Zheng didn't know what to do.
Meng Gong did not dare to act on his own, so he sent someone to write a detailed military report on the situation here and reported it to Guo Mo who went to Xixia.
"Is blood thicker than water? Or does profit outweigh everything else?"
Looking at the military report sent by Meng Gong, Guo Mo seemed to see the once enthusiastic and righteous Mongolian man.