Chapter 1214: The Way of the Most Beautiful Man in the World (45)
Song Daobo looked at it and said: "The Taifu has been weak since he was a child. He has been worrying about important matters for the family and the country for these years, and it is time for him to run out of oil, but..."
However, if Gu Mo goes through the complete health regimen every day, it will not be a problem to live another ten or twenty years.
But Huan Lin didn't even wait for Song Daobo to finish what he said, "You mean what the master vomited this time was real blood?"
Song Daobo, "Of course it is! When has the Taifu vomited anything other than real blood? Da Sima has worked with the Taifu for so many years, but he doubts the Taifu's character so much? The Taifu knows how sad he feels."
Song Daobo blushed slightly when he said this.
The blood was real, it was hard to say whether it was human or not.
"Then the master is really exhausted?"
Song Daobo, "Of course it's true! If you don't believe me, why don't you find another medical officer to show Taifu a look?"
Huan Lin immediately called a medical officer she trusted to see Gu Mo.
Song Daobo has become well-known for his medical skills in recent years. He said before that Gu Mo was exhausted. When other medical officers looked at it, they also felt that Gu Mo was exhausted, and they all looked like Gu Mo.
The expression of someone who will die soon.
Song Daobo, "...??"
No, are you guys funny??
He tried to explain that Gu Mo's vomiting of blood this time was just because he had taken too much medicine recently, but Huan Lin still didn't give him a chance.
This victory made the Great Sima's temper even more furious.
He laughed and said, "Since Taifu is weak, it's better to have a good life."
Song Daobo felt that Huan Lin's expression was a little strange.
Within a few days he knew why it was strange.
Because Huan Lin took advantage of Gu Mo's fall and immediately surrounded Jiankang.
Originally, when the army returned to the court this time, the whole country respected him and was criticized. The troops he brought back were still outside Jiankang City. Such a siege killed the young emperor and the courtiers by surprise.
But Huan Lin was afraid of directly launching an army to rebel. If he failed, he would become an eternal sinner. If he succeeded, his reputation would not necessarily be good, so he just surrounded Jiankang, controlled the aristocratic families, and secretly threatened the young emperor to abdicate.
Little emperor, "..."
Every day I look forward to the death of either Gu Mo or Huan Lin.
But now Gu Mo has really fallen, Huan Lin is the only one to rebel, and the little emperor is afraid of a group of people again
He ran out of the palace directly and ran to the Taifu Mansion to avoid trouble under the pretext of taking care of his mentor.
Although he was trying to avoid trouble, he stayed by Gu Mo's bedside every day, dressing him and giving him medicine. He was really as filial as his own son.
"Master, you will be fine if you lie down for a few days. Don't lie down all the time. Wake up quickly. If you don't wake up, I will lose my throne."
"Master, I really miss you and the ways of the emperor that you taught me. In the past, I always opposed you and did not want to make progress. But as long as you are willing to wake up, I will listen to you and I will definitely succeed in the future.
Be kind to the people of the world..."
"Master..."
"Master..."
The little emperor shouted day after day, "Master, Master, Master"...
Finally, he called Gu Mo back early one morning.
The little emperor's eyes filled with tears, "Master, you finally woke up, I'm so happy!"
It can be seen that he is really happy.
Gu Mo took a sip of the ginseng soup he fed and asked, "What happened to make Your Majesty become so sensible and considerate?"
The little emperor blushed slightly and quickly told Huan Lin about her rebellion.
Gu Mo's expression was calm.
Huan Lin could endure it until now before rebelling. Gu Mo felt that he had given enough honor to the civil and military officials of the court.
When the little emperor saw that Gu Mo didn't even think about it, he was filled with indignation and called Huan Lin a rebellious minister and a traitor, so he reminded Gu Mo.
"Taifu, Da Sima is about to rebel, and Jiankang City is surrounded by him!"
Gu Mo still didn't respond, so the little emperor asked cautiously:
"Master, what should I do now?"
Gu Mo said calmly: "What else can be done? Da Sima holds the three armies and wants to be the emperor. If your majesty agrees with him, just give him the Zen position."
The little emperor immediately jumped to his feet.
"Then what's going to happen? If he becomes the emperor, can I still live?"
Gu Mo laughed and said, "Your Majesty, you know now that you can't live anymore?"
Little emperor, "..."
Gu Mo asked: "Your Majesty is almost twenty, isn't he?"
The little emperor, "only eighteen..."
"When I first met Your Majesty, I told Your Majesty that Your Majesty must be a good emperor so that the throne will be stable. Now that His Majesty's throne is unstable, Your Majesty thinks it is the Chief Sima's problem or His Majesty's problem?"
Of course the little emperor didn't think it was his problem.
Huan Lin is ambitious and will usurp power and seize the throne sooner or later, isn't it?
Gu Mo leaned back on the bed and continued: "In these years, Grand Sima Huangsha has fought hundreds of battles, and his military exploits have been outstanding. His reputation far exceeds that of Your Majesty. Whenever Your Majesty strives for a little bit of popularity, it will not be sung by the people. The common people only know Huan Gu, but they don't know that the little one in Jinluan Palace
emperor?"
The little emperor was a little angry after what Gu Mo said.
"The Taifu also knows that Da Sima only covers the sky with one hand. How can I establish the authority of the emperor under his hand?"
"I have created many opportunities for Your Majesty. Whenever Your Majesty shows courage, your Majesty's reputation should belong to Your Majesty."
Gu Mo's expression became even calmer. The little emperor just couldn't see the coffin without crying.
"But Your Majesty only cares about his own one-third of an acre of land, sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, but he doesn't know that the tiger will go crazy and bite people watching the theater."
"The little emperor's head slowly dropped.
Gu Mo continued: "As a king, you must have the world in mind, so that you can win the hearts of the people in the world. If you don't have the people in your heart, why should you be in the people's hearts?"
It is said that one's nature is easy to change but hard to change. When she started teaching the little emperor, the little emperor was already seven years old and some of his character had already been formed.
She could only instill the truth into him first and slowly change his character.
After all, if you change someone to teach you, that person may not be perfect.
The little emperor is usually very good at acting and pretends to be very good.
However, Gu Mo knew that he still only had the interests of the royal family in his heart.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with acting. If you can act as a wise king for a lifetime, then you should treat him as a wise king. Gu Mo doesn't care what his nature is.
Now he just wanted to let the little emperor know this. He didn't want to be a wise king, he had to act like a wise king, and he had to act like a wise king for the rest of his life.
Because in these troubled times, if he acts as a tyrant, a coward, or an incompetent king, he will die faster and more miserably than if he acts as a wise king.
"Master, I know I was wrong."
The little emperor knelt at Gu Mo's feet and lowered his head, "I will definitely change in the future. I will become a diligent and caring emperor and will not disappoint my master."
Gu Mo coughed twice, and with this cough, he vomited blood.
In the past, if the little emperor didn't watch Gu Mo vomiting blood for a day, he would feel that the day was boring.
Now seeing Gu Mo vomiting blood, I can only feel terrified.
Because he always felt that the blood seemed more genuine than before.
The little emperor was panicking. Is the Tutor really exhausted?
