Chapter 1217 The Most Beautiful Man in the World's Road to Power (48)
The chamberlain said: "Didn't Your Majesty say that you have donated your clothes to the national treasury to express your condolences to the three armies?"
The courtiers vomited blood. The little emperor took Gu Mo's shameless spirit to the extreme and even took away their clothes!!
The courtiers left, and the little emperor, who had been freezing for a long time, also fell down and fell into a daze due to illness.
Gu Mo twisted the handkerchief and put it on his forehead.
"Your Majesty, wouldn't it be more enjoyable for you as the emperor to hold a stove and wear a long cloak, sitting on a dragon chair and watching them shivering with cold? Do you have to put yourself through such a torment?"
Little Emperor, "...??"
Why didn't I think of it when I was riding a horse?
Gu Mo sighed, as if he was worried about his IQ.
Little emperor, "..."
Although I felt something was not quite right, I was speechless.
At this time, all departments were already operating at high speed, working overtime to sort out the lists of officers and soldiers of the three armies and making statistics.
After the money donated by the court officials was received, the central government immediately allocated it and asked the local governments to distribute it to the homes of these soldiers.
Nowadays, after several years of reform, local control in Jingchao is much clearer than before, and corruption is still very rare.
What's more, this time it was a matter of overall concern, and the central government directly sent inspectors to the localities to supervise the situation, so there was no layer-by-layer exploitation at all.
After completing this important matter, the young emperor immediately issued an edict to inform the world, and also told Huan Lin: Huan Da Sima, you see, I have expressed my condolences to the soldiers of the three armies, can you withdraw your troops?
Huan Lin was a man who wanted to save face. He wanted to be a rebel, but he was also afraid of being criticized by the history books. Therefore, he did not clearly explain his intention to build Kangcheng this time, and the soldiers at the lower level did not know that Huan Lin wanted to rebel.
As soon as the little emperor's edict came out, they all thought that Huan Lin was seeking justice for them soldiers.
After receiving letters from home one after another, they became even more grateful to Huan Lin.
Huan Lin, "..."
How can I rebel against this horse riding??
Huan Lin was put in a difficult situation.
If you really raise an army, the soldiers down there will definitely be in chaos.
But he just left like this, and he was not reconciled to not being able to sit on the throne.
The little emperor blocked his way to raise troops. Now the only way is to force the little emperor to abdicate.
In order to force the young emperor to abdicate, it is natural that he must first control the courtiers.
So Huan Lin held a banquet outside Jiankang City and invited the heads of the aristocratic families to go.
You don't want to go?
Haha, I will escort you there directly by force.
Thinking about it, you know that this is the Hongmen Banquet. If Huan Lin cannot achieve his goal, he will inevitably kill a few people at the Hongmen Banquet to intimidate the courtiers.
Anyone could become Huan Lin's target to scare the monkeys.
The courtiers ran to the court to discuss countermeasures, and they were all extremely anxious.
When Gu Mo came, a group of people immediately surrounded him, "Mr. Gu, we have received the money, you can't ignore us!"
Gu Mo said, "Sima Huan kindly invites you, so just go."
"...??"
Then he said: "I will go back, change my clothes, and go with you."
The courtiers stared at Gu Mo suspiciously.
"Mr. Gu won't change his clothes and never come back again, right?"
"Am I this kind of person?"
"……hehe."
This ho-ho sound is really expressive.
In the end, Gu Mo did not disappoint everyone. He vomited blood and fainted when he returned home, so of course he couldn't go.
The courtiers gritted their teeth.
You get dizzy every time you ride a horse, are you serious?
If the relationship between Gu Mo and Huan Lin hadn't been on the same level in recent years, the court officials would really suspect that Gu Mo was colluding with Huan Lin.
Now if they don't go, they will definitely die. If they go, they may die. In the end, they can only bite the bullet and go to Huan Lin's Hongmen Banquet.
Gu Mo, who was suspected by everyone of running away from the battle, also looked helpless at this moment.
She really vomited blood and fainted.
Alas, the wolf has called too many times, and now no one believes her.
You are trapped in a cocoon, you are trapped in a cocoon.
Gu Mo pushed herself out of bed and asked someone to carry her in a sedan chair to take her to the outside of the city.
Song Daobo was worried and said, "Master, let Daobo make this trip for you."
Gu Mo shook his head, "I must go on this trip."
There is a difference between what she says and what others say.
Because others don’t have Huan Lin’s complex feelings towards her, which include mutual sympathy and being an enemy, and they don’t have any past experiences with Huan Lin.
Before Gu Mo went out, the little emperor also ran over with his dragon robe in hand, straightened the sleeves for Gu Mo, and asked in a fake tone.
"Is Taifu really going to go?"
"If Your Majesty does not want me to go, I will..."
The little emperor was afraid that he had shown too much and Gu Mo gave up. He quickly took off his cloak and put it on Gu Mo. He also gave Gu Mo his hand warmer, wishing he could strip himself naked.
Gu Mo put it on.
"Taifu will definitely be successful when he goes here. I will wait for Taifu's return at Taifu's Mansion!"
Gu Mo looked at him with a half-smile, then left.
At this time, outside the city, the courtiers had been verbally threatened by Huan Lin.
Seeing that the courtiers were all pretending to be dead, Huan Lin had already drawn out his sword.
The courtiers all wanted to give in.
At this time, Gu Mo came.
She was also singing poetry.
"The mighty torrent carries my country. The luxuriant green forest is flourishing and shining. The fish and dragons are swimming, and the mountain birds are flying. I travel with words and forget to return day and night. Thinking of my kindness makes me feel thirsty and hungry. I hope my words will not be fulfilled.
, the relationship is so sad."
What Gu Mo read was Ji Kang's poem.
Ji Kang was killed by the royal family, but his death has since become the spiritual idol of scholars, and has even been famous throughout the ages.
As soon as he arrived, he told Huan Lin directly that his head could be cut off and his blood could be shed, but justice lies in the heart.
History will only give the most fair judgment to anyone who sheds his blood and sacrificed his life. Huan Lin's move was completely unsafe.
As if Huan Lin didn't understand Gu Mo's hint, she pulled out the phone and pressed it back, "Ziji, I thought you weren't coming."
"Da Sima invites you kindly, so I will certainly come."
Gu Mo and Huan Lin recalled the past in various ways,
I was stunned to list all of Huan Lin's heroic deeds from childhood to adulthood.
It's very emotional and empathetic.
"Not to mention the heroic deeds in the past, Da Sima's achievements in the Northern Expedition should be regarded as the first person since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and his name will go down in history."
Huan Lin liked hearing this, and the two chatted happily, which temporarily relieved the suffocating atmosphere.
But after pulling back and forth, we always have to get down to business.
"Da Sima is now back to war, and the kindness of the past is still there. You and I can still drink under the moon, talk about the country, and even join hands in the Northern Expedition to unify the mountains and rivers of the Central Plains."
Huan Lin laughed loudly, "Ziji, a real man should be able to conquer the world while he's alive, otherwise what's the point of living? Look at you, you are obviously very talented, if you just take one more step forward, the world will be in your hands, but you are afraid
A hero who is afraid of his hands and feet and is willing to bow his head and obey his subordinates will inevitably become short of breath."
"I don't want to think that way, and I don't want to do that."
