The door was almost pushed open, and there was a loud bang. Chai Wang was so frightened that the leg of lamb in his hand fell to the ground. When he turned around and saw the person clearly, he howled and knelt on the ground, crying bitterly.
"Where's Da Lang?!" Guo Rong asked impatiently and sternly.
Chai Wang was sobbing and before he could answer, Brother Guo Yi opened the door curtain in the inner room and walked out.
"Aye." Brother Guo Yi bowed his hands and saluted.
Guo Rong followed Guo Wei and led troops away all year round. His family members were all in Tokyo. He hadn't seen his father for three or four years. At this moment, through the moonlight leaking through the door, he looked at Guo Rong carefully.
Guo Rong is quite strong, more than six feet long, has a short beard, thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, and has a dignified appearance.
He is dressed in the military uniform of a military attache, with a black bun on his head, a purple Sichuan cotton dragon-queen robe, a black and white jade belt around his waist, a sapphire plain sword hanging on his waist, and black-tipped Liuhe boots on his feet.
Majestic and majestic.
Guo Rong saw a half-sized Zhuo Yulang walking out of the room. After a moment of recognition, he suddenly howled: "My son, it's really my son!"
At that moment, he ignored his manners and hugged Brother Guo Yi, howling incessantly.
Chai Wang's crying, which had stopped, was now stirred up again, and he began to cry bitterly. For a moment, the small side room was filled with cries, and the sound was loud.
Wang Min and Cao Han outside the door looked at each other, silently closed the door, and led a group of guards to wait a little further away.
The father and son held their heads and cried for a long time. Guo Rongcai wiped his tears, let go of Guo Yige a little, and moved farther away. After looking up and down for a long time, he still felt that it was not enough, so he pulled him to a bright place under the lamp, and then laughed and cursed.
Said: "Good boy, you have grown so big."
Brother Guo Yi grinned and said, "Aye has grown a beard too."
Guo Rong laughed loudly: "I came to make fun of you."
Chai Wang knelt aside and couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw the harmonious relationship between father and son.
Only then did Guo Rong think of him and said warmly: "Why are you still kneeling? Get up."
Pouting, the impatient Guo Rong wanted to ask his son how he escaped from danger, but he was afraid of hurting him, so he had to hold back and sighed: "My son has suffered. Now that he is back with Aye, he has nothing to worry about."
That’s it.”
Brother Guo Yi's expression darkened when he heard this, and he whispered: "Aye and Aweng are even more miserable."
Although the voice was small, Guo Rong could still hear it clearly because he was close at hand. Tears welled up in his eyes. He couldn't help but feel comforted: "My son understands something."
That night, Guo Rong wanted to drag Guo Yige to sleep with him. Guo Yige was extremely reluctant, but seeing Aye's face full of hope, he couldn't bear to spoil his mood, so he pinched his nose and agreed.
The moon was in the sky, the night was already dark, and everything was quiet. The silver moonlight had spread half of the bed, and the father and son were lying on each side of the bed.
Guo Rong was in high spirits and not sleepy at all. After lying down for a while, he suddenly said: "Last year, when His Majesty was chasing the title, he gave you all names. Your name is Zongyi, the second man's name is Zongcheng, and the third man's name is Zongcui. From now on,
You can take this as your name."
"Okay." Guo Zongyi responded and then became quiet again.
Guo Rong was silent for a moment and then asked: "What are your plans for the future?"
Guo Zongyi was slightly surprised that he actually asked him for his opinion. In his impression, his father's temperament was not so easy-going. He was a sharp-tempered and uncompromising image of a strict father. He was naughty back then and received many sticks from him.
Could it be that he changed his gender after suffering such a catastrophe?
Thinking in his mind, Guo Zongyi replied obediently: "It's all up to Aye."
Guo Rong hummed in satisfaction before speaking: "I once only wanted you to be a privy councilor and a governor, but now we are all princes and grandsons, and it will be normal for us to be crowned kings in the future. It is not just a mere ambassador. A minister of others. You are my eldest son. No matter whether I can inherit the great treasure in the future, you will take my place, so I want you to stay with me and learn how to govern the military and government. Now I am opening a government When we established the Yamen, we had many talented people under our command. The outstanding ones include Wang Pu, the secretary-general, and Wang Zhu, the observation envoy. They were all Jinshi scholars and had literary names for a long time. They were all assistants. You can ask them for more advice. What do you think? "
Guo Zongyi remained silent, and Guo Rong persuaded again: "In the past few years, I have been fighting with you and Aweng. The family has been separated for many times, and we have suffered this disaster. In a family of 100, only three of us are left to depend on each other. I am even more worried. It’s time to accompany you and teach you, so that you can become a talented person…”
"It's not that I don't want to get close to Aye." Guo Yiyi said anxiously, with a somewhat impatient tone.
Guo Rong was stunned for a moment, feeling slightly annoyed, but it quickly dissipated and said softly: "Continue talking."
"Aye, forgive me." Guo Zongyi said in an apologetic tone, "I also want to stay by Aye's side, but with the current situation, I'm afraid there's no time for me to learn slowly by your side."
"Oh?" Guo Rong became interested. In his impression, he was a wild boy who used hawks and dogs all day long and wielded swords and sticks. He began to care about the situation in the court. Could it be that he had suffered a change of nature after suffering this disaster?
He straightened up and sat up, and said enthusiastically: "Please tell me and let me listen."
Guo Zongyi also stood up, thought for a while, and asked, "May I ask Aye, can I read history books on weekdays?"
"Of course I read it," Guo Rong lied without blushing. He was a handsome man, so he didn't have much time to study on weekdays.
"My son has read a lot this year." Guo Zongyi also kept a straight face and lied.
During the year he was recovering from his injuries, he had not read any history books at all. He only read them in his dreams.
He was seriously injured during the Qianyou Incident. He was in coma for ten days but had a thousand-year dream. He became an ordinary Chinese living in the 21st century. When he woke up, his consciousness and memory in the dream were intertwined with the original Guo Yige. , which made him unable to tell who he was for a long time.
Fortunately, the old Taoist Chen Tuan who treated him discovered some clues and said that he was suffering from mental confusion caused by the mystery in his womb. So whenever he had some free time, he would lecture and debate with him. He would use the holy words of the Taoist Lord and follow the natural principles. Following guidance, his mind slowly recovered.
"What did Dalang want to say?" Guo Rong asked, seeing that he seemed to be distracted instead of deep in thought.
Guo Zongyi came back to his senses and said with emotion: "The history books are voluminous and vast, with countless romantic figures and heroic feats. But in my son's opinion, the history books actually only contain four words, one thing."
"Which four words? Which thing?" Guo Rong asked hurriedly.
"Fight to be the emperor!" Guo Zongyi confided softly, but like the spring thunder of the earth, Guo Rong was stunned.
That’s right! Throughout the ages, the rise and fall of the world has actually all depended on the emperor’s ear! From the time Tang Dynasty conquered Jie, to the present day, the heroes have divided their kingdoms. For two thousand and five hundred years, they have been divided and combined. Isn’t it that everyone is fighting for the common master of the world? ?
Guo Rong sighed slightly, with a complicated expression. He raised his head and took a deep look at his son. His face could not be seen clearly under the moonlight, but his eyes were exceptionally bright and scorching, like a northwest wolf, which made him feel very... Far away, very strange.
"Why did Aye sigh?" Guo Zongyi asked suspiciously, "Is it possible that the child is wrong?"
Guo Rong waved his hand: "You are right, keep talking."
Guo Zongyi looked around, leaned over, and whispered in a low voice: "Now that Aweng is old and his parents and children are dead, father, as the only adopted son, don't you want to succeed to the throne and fight for the throne of the emperor? "
Guo Rong was startled, and then he became furious: "Shuzi! You actually want to rebel against your grandson!"
Guo Zongyi was stunned for a moment when he was yelled at. When he saw Guo Rong's eyes spitting fire and his breath like an ox, he couldn't help but recall the days when he was beaten in those years. He subconsciously got out of bed and jumped far away before replying: "I When did you say I was going to rebel?"
Only then did Guo Rong realize that his son was only trying to persuade him to make progress and didn't seem to mention rebellion.
Smacking his lips, Guo Rong looked embarrassed, but scolded: "Then why are you so mysterious!"
"If you don't act secretly, there will be disaster." Guo Zongyi retorted in a nonchalant manner, leaving Guo Rong speechless.
Guo Zongyi recalled his father's reaction just now and wondered in his heart. He reacted so fiercely. Could it be that he really wanted to rebel?
"Come up, don't freeze." Guo Rong patted the bed and said when he saw his son wearing underwear.
Guo Zongyi slowly got into bed, rolled up the quilt and wrapped himself tightly before continuing: "Now you lead the town outside, but your opponents Li Chongjin and Zhang Yongde are in the center and are in charge of the forbidden troops. As the saying goes, the first to get the moon is the one closest to the water. The idea is to go to the capital yourself and serve Aweng. If there is any trouble in the capital, I can report it to you."
Although Guo Rong did take over power smoothly in history, that is history.
Now that he is in the middle of it, he doesn't dare to relax at all. After all, nothing can go wrong in such a big matter, so he still has to take precautions to avoid changes.
Guo Rong thought about it and felt that it was feasible. Although he knew that Guo Wei wanted him to take the throne in his heart, but since Zhu Wen usurped the Tang Dynasty, there had been five dynasties and eleven emperors in just forty-five years. In such troubled times, just relying on The emperor's edict will not make him ascend to the throne, but he still needs soldiers and horses in hand to aspire to the ninth fifth.
"That's fine, I have you in Beijing to take care of me. If things change, you and I, father and son, should work together..." Guo Rong felt something was wrong as he said it. Why did he always feel like he was plotting a rebellion.
After coughing twice, Guo Rong turned around and said: "Tomorrow I will compile a letter and send it to your Aweng. When he learns that you are still alive, he will definitely order you to come to Beijing to see him. But then, how can you stay with him?"
"He is my grandson, and I am his grandson. Do I, a grandson who has not yet reached the crown, need to make excuses to stay with him?" Guo Zongyi asked doubtfully.
Guo Rong shook his head and sighed: "Alas, you don't know something. Wang Jun, the secret envoy of the central court, assisted your Aweng to ascend to the throne and made the first contribution. Now he is both the chief cardinal and the prime minister, and he is becoming increasingly arrogant. This man was born as a singer, has a very narrow temperament, and He was greedy for power and envious of the virtuous. He was afraid that I would be entrusted with the government and his power would be taken away from him, so he always prevented me from entering Beijing. One time I even sneaked into Beijing to have an audience while he was away on business. After hearing about it, he rushed back overnight and asked me to return to town. If father calls you to the capital this time, I'm afraid he will block it again and give advice to father, let alone let you stay by his side."
Guo Zongyi suddenly realized that in his memory, there was such a person who was arrogant and arrogant. Guo Wei was a kind man and endured it again and again. However, in the beginning of the third year of Guangshun, this person was demoted to Shangzhou Sima by Guo Wei and died before he took office. On the way, Guo Wei didn't even use a single soldier. He just put him under house arrest in the side hall when he went to court, accused him of crimes against hundreds of officials, and easily captured this powerful minister. It's really not worth mentioning. Under Guo Zongyi's plan In the plan, I didn’t think too much about him.
But now it seems that Wang Jun has a powerful authority and is in charge of military and political affairs. He can be regarded as covering the sky with one hand in the temple. He even dares to provoke the Du Miao prince who has soldiers and generals. It seems that this person must be dealt with first before this game can survive.
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After pondering for a moment, Guo Zongyi had an idea. He first asked: "If I save it with Aye, why should Wang Jun stop me?"
"I believe that once he enters the capital, I'm afraid he will know about it, and he will take the initiative to ask me to give you a military governorship under my command. This is also a regular system. The father is the military governor, and the son is the commander of Yaneidu.
If I succeed, I can use official business to force me to do it. It’s hard for you, Aweng, to refuse Tang Huang’s words. He has tried to stop me several times, all using this method." Guo Rong replied.
Guo Zongyi felt very uncomfortable when he heard this. The father and son were indeed kind. An emperor and a prince were both heroes of the generation. They were bullied by the people below and they didn't know how to resist.
After thinking about it, he said: "Why don't you say that when Aye is writing books tomorrow, he will go to Beijing with me to have an audience, reunite the family, and celebrate the Lantern Festival. If he wants to stop you, he will give up on me."
Guo Rong thought for a while and nodded in approval: "Well, this plan is feasible. If he doesn't even let you go, it will be too much and he will be convinced. He is not stupid, he should know the choice."
"It would be better if we don't let him. This man has evil intentions. The sooner he is exposed, the sooner he will die." Guo Zongyi said fiercely.
Guo Rong waved his hand and said nothing about it, and said worriedly: "Having said that, it's not difficult for you to go, but I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort to stay long."
"When the time comes, I'll ask Aweng for a real job. It's a matter of course." Guo Zongyi said solemnly. He is still young, so he will definitely be given a false position like a guard, general Yu, etc. He is of high character but has no real job. If he can get a job, he will
There is nothing to worry about, and he can still cultivate his own team strength.
Guo Rong looked happy and said in surprise: "Yes, it is similar to what I thought."
"It's just that your status is different. Whether you are high or low, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find a decent job."
Guo Zongyi did not answer, but asked: "I heard that a lot of refugees came to Youji and other places last year. There were hundreds of thousands of people living in various prefectures and counties in Hebei. Is this possible?"
Guo Ronning nodded: "It is indeed true. In the winter months last year, thousands of people came to Chanzhou."
After Guo Zongyi heard that he had taken the throne, he asked tentatively: "Is it really okay to use Aye to save these people and scatter them in various regions?"
"What do you want to say? Just say it straight. Why do you have anything to do with me?" Guo Rong said rather displeased.
Guo Zongyi laughed and said, "Aye, don't be impatient. Let me explain slowly."
"The Khitan and I are sworn enemies. The Sixteen Prefectures of Youji are a barrier in the Central Plains, and Yanmen Pass is also in the territory of the Puppet Han Dynasty. These two places are all in the hands of the Khitan. There is no dangerous chasm to defend in the north of the Central Plains. The Tibetan people
The cavalry can gallop down at any time and encircle Kaifeng, or they can take the Yanmen Pass and directly take Guanluo. If Aye is ambitious, he should take these two places first."
Guo Rong nodded without answering and motioned for him to continue.
"The puppet Han Dynasty is weak and relies on the Khitan to survive. Let's leave it aside for the time being and just talk about the Khitan. Last year, there was a civil war in the Khitan and Yelu Ruan was killed. He came to the throne after his younger brother Yelv Jing put down the rebellion. He massacred dissidents, so that the entire Tibetan state was
All the ministers and subordinates were on tenterhooks. I also heard on the road that this man was cruel and murderous, and was a master of torture. He wanted to live forever even when he was twenty years old. He actually took the gall of a boy and mixed it with medicine. In a few months, he had killed nearly a hundred people, and he was not even close to anyone near or far.
.Although he is not lusty, he is inhumane, but he regards wine as his life. He drinks nine times a day. When he wakes up, he hunts and kills. The government is becoming increasingly desolate. I think this person is not like a human master. Sooner or later, he will end up like Yelu Ruan.
destiny."
"This is an opportunity that I must not miss because the enemy is slack in reporting the law. The temple should implement good governance, treat the people and officials from the north with lenient treatment, and provide generous rewards. After so many years, we will have a chance to win.
If we fight with a large army, we can decide in one battle!"
Guo Zongyi's words were impassioned and true. Guo Rong thought about it, his eyes became brighter, and he asked: "Did you think these yourself, or did you hear what others said?"
"Of course I thought of it myself. How can I hear such talk about seeking a country?" Guo Zongyi said dissatisfied.
General Guo Rong was doubtful, but thinking about it carefully, the Khitan now occupies a favorable geographical position and is the great enemy of the Central Plains Dynasty. To deal with the Khitan, it is not possible to rely solely on fighting. It will take several years or even ten years of effort, slowly consuming it, and finally finding one.
Take advantage of this opportunity, raise a large army to conquer it, and put it down.
Not many people, both inside and outside the court, could see this. They only knew that the Khitan's national power was growing day by day, and they were good at riding and shooting, and their military strength was at its peak. It was extremely difficult, so they always tried to stay in peace for a while.
But his son, who has not yet reached the top, is determined to make progress, clearly distinguishes between strong and weak, and talks clearly about the situation between the enemy and ourselves. He is very clear-headed, and it is not possible to say that he is planning for the country, but it is indeed relevant.
Suddenly, he remembered what he had just asked about the refugees, and he realized something, so he asked: "Do you want to recruit the refugees in the North?"
Guo Zongyi nodded: "Exactly, the common people are the cornerstone of the country. If they can be sent to help the refugees, firstly, they can relieve the temple's worries, and secondly, they can build a new army. If we want to capture Youji in the future, these people will be the vanguard.
"
Guo Rong touched his short beard, pondered for a long time, and then smiled with relief. He said with emotion: "My son is strong. You can do whatever you want, but my father is there for everything."
Guo Zongyi was moved and quickly bowed: "Thank you, father."
