Gu Yuanbai wanted to pick out a child from his clan to keep him under his knees. The child's character, age, appearance, character, and even whether he could live for a long time had to be considered.
Gu Yuanbai inspected one child after another, and by the way, went to inspect the clan's mansion behind them. Sheng Shang has never been a person to be fooled. If he is greedy and disgusting, Gu Yuanbai doesn't mind another bloodbath.
The previous scene of the black armored military coercing the clan's mansion also left the royal clans with a deep-rooted fear. They honestly and scrupulously sent the children to them, and then picked them up.
Ten days later, Gu Yuanbai issued a decree to invite Gu Ran, the grandson of King Rui, to enter the palace to temporarily reside in the Qing Palace.
The Qing Palace is on the east side of the Daheng Palace, so it is called the East Palace. The sage only placed Gu Ran in the East Palace, but he did not acknowledge it word by word on the bright side. His attitude was really ambiguous.
On the day when Gu Ran entered the palace, King Rui called Gu Ran in front of him, and everyone in the palace of King Rui sat in the main hall, listening to King Rui's old and heavy reprimand.
"After you enter the palace, the only thing you need to keep in mind," King Rui pointed to Gu Ran's father, "he is no longer your father, and I am no longer your grandfather. Then you will have to receive a big gift from me, and when you get close to him, you will bow down and call him 'Third Uncle' and call me 'Prince Rui', but brother, do you understand?"
Gu Ran bowed and said slowly, "I understand."
"More than that," said King Rui, "when I die, or your parents die, you can't keep your filial piety in front of you. At that time, you are not a member of my Prince Rui's mansion, but only a member of the palace. You don’t need to worry about what the people ask you to do and who is asking you, and you don’t need to take care of them. If you are undecided, you can go to the Holy Spirit and ask for advice on how to act.”
Gu Ran couldn't help showing a small smile, "The Holy One is amazing."
King Rui's stern face softened a little, and he also laughed, "It is precisely because of the greatness of the sage that we cannot hide any disrespect in our hearts. It is precisely because of the greatness of the sage that our clan has such a stable and rich life as today. Has anyone really forgotten the days when Lu Feng was in power? If anyone dares to reach out to the Holy Master for his brother's business, I will definitely not forgive him lightly!"
Rui Wang patted the table suddenly, and a dull sound suddenly sounded.
The person who originally had a little thought in his heart lowered his head, his heart trembled.
Later, Gu Ran's biological father, King Rui's third son, Gu He, personally sent his son out of the house.
Gu He has always been acquainted with his youngest son, so he is not familiar with Gu Ran on weekdays, let alone a father-son relationship. But at the moment, he regrets it very much, and can't wait to go back in time to get close to Gu Ran. On the way to take Gu Ran out of the house, he was even more so inquisitive, and in the end he even cried, with tears streaming down his face, saying that he was reluctant to bear Gu Ran.
The brothers who treated Gu Ran cynically on weekdays even burst into tears and sobbed constantly.
But their eyes hidden under their sleeve robes are clearly jealous and malicious.
Gu Ran was silent. Although he was young, he saw things more clearly than some adults. As long as Prince Rui is alive, no one dares to be a demon. As for the future, if Gu Ran is really fortunate to be raised by the Sage, the Sage will take care of Gu Ran without any worries.
Gu Ran was so convinced that he trusted the saint incomparably. Although it sounds unfilial, Gu Ran secretly jumped up in his heart after knowing that he was picked by the saint. In his eyes, the Sage is very majestic. Such a person is really going to become Gu Ran's father. As long as he thinks that he might call him "Father Emperor", Gu Ran can't help but feel embarrassed and embarrassed.
Uncontrollably excited and happy.
When Gu Ran entered the palace, the sage deliberately took time out. He accompanied Gu Ran to dinner, went to see the Hongwen room in the palace for the children of the royal family to study, and said with a smile, "Tomorrow, you can study here with your brothers."
Gu Ran's outskirts glanced across the robe of the saint, wanting to say something thankful, but remembered what the saint told him before, don't be cautious, brows are tangled, and there are still children's fat faces wrinkled.
The saint chuckled a few times, bent over and took Gu Ran's hand, touched the top of his head, and led him around the imperial garden leisurely.
Gu Ran's eyes widened slightly, and after a while, it had become a steaming red apple, looking at the saint with a look of admiration that could not be hidden.
But Yu Garden had only walked half a circle, when snowflakes like catkins fell.
Xue Yuan picked up the cloak and strode forward, wrapped the Sage in the cloak tightly, raised his hand to block the Sage's head, "Go back!"
Before Fianxue fell on Gu Yuanbai's body, he was already facing a formidable enemy.
Gu Yuanbai couldn't hold back a smile, he waved to Tian Fusheng, took the small cloak brought by the old eunuch, and tied it around his neck for Gu Ran.
The wind picked up and the snowflakes suddenly became bigger. Xue Yuan tutted, then bent down and hugged Gu Ran with one hand, and rushed to the palace with the hand of the sage, "Sir, can you make the minister less worried?"
He couldn't help being complacent and whispered, "What would you do without me?"
"Without you, there are Wang Jiuyao, Zheng Jiuyao, Li Jiuyao," Xue Yuan's expression became more gloomy with the words of the saint, Gu Yuanbai pulled out his hand, the cloak was blown by the wind and snow, he was covered under the cloak , along Xue Yuan's back, like to appease the lion about to burst, "But none of them are as good as you."
Xue Yuan's body was numb, and his back was straighter.
After dinner, Gu Ran was brought back to the Qing Palace by the palace attendant. Gu Yuanbai raised his head from the government affairs and saw Xue Yuan and the chief of guards practicing outside.
Xue Yuan was young and energetic, and he had lived for twenty-five years before he had his second meat. Zhang Hao, a disciple of Zhang's family, could see at a glance that Xue Yuan was a person with strong internal fire, and it was true. Xue Yuan was also reluctant, so until now, he has only eaten such a mouthful of meat.
It's just that you don't eat it, and it's the most difficult thing to stop your mouth after eating.
Xue Yuan could only find other ways to vent his energy. He punched in the morning, played with knives at noon, practiced with the guards in the evening, and occasionally went to Dongling Guard to crush those elites and kill their enthusiasm.
Sweat soaked the front of the clothes, and the lines of the body became more and more beautiful, tall and strong, which is the body shape.
Gu Yuanbai's eyes were drawn on Xue Yuan's body, and it went down his waist and long legs. After a few laps, he got up and walked to the corridor outside the palace to look at the two of them. Half of the guards applauded for the head guard, and half applauded for Xue Yuan. The two of you came and went, and the scene was wonderful.
The captain of the guard gasped heavily, and avoided Xue Yuan's stone-like punch again, "Master Xue, did you, did something lie to me?"
Xue Yuan smiled sadly, "Master Zhang, Director Tian told me that when I left the northern border, you warmed the bed for the saint?"
Guard Changjun blushed and stammered, "It's only warmed up once."
Xue Yuan hurriedly exerted force, and threw the captain of the bodyguard onto the snow. He laughed out a blue tooth, "How many times did Mr. Zhang want to warm up?"
The captain of the guard endured the pain and asked what he wanted to ask a long time ago: "Master Xue, tell me the truth, what are you and the sage—"
"Master Zhang," Xue Yuan lowered his eyes and interrupted him, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't think about what you shouldn't think about. No matter what kind of filth you can throw on the Holy One, you shouldn't think about it. It sounds unintentional, but there will always be people who are interested, do you understand?"
The head guard's expression turned solemn, and nodded slowly.
Xue Yuan let go of him, turned around to take a look, and met the gaze of the sage under the corridor.
Xue Yuan raised his lips, a lot of strength rushed in from his limbs, he walked towards the saint, and finally he walked faster and faster, and he had already started running.
Suddenly stopped outside the corridor.
Gu Yuanbai couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you come?"
Xue Yuandao: "I'm afraid the cold air on my body will hit the saint."
Gu Yuanbai pursed his lips and whispered, "Put on your clothes quickly, don't get cold."
Xue Yuan took the thick coat and put it on, finally stepped into the corridor, and slowly walked to the saint's side.
He stared at the saint with good eyes, as if he was going to put the saint into the fire to bake. Gu Yuanbai tilted his head, clenched his fists and coughed uncomfortably. Yu Guang glanced at his neckline, frowned, and after a while, "all turned away."
The palace attendant listened to the order and turned around.
The sage raised his hand, the light and white fingertips in the robe were cool, and sorted Xue Yuan's messy clothes layer by layer.
The corners of Xue Yuan's brows and eyes were filled with joy, he took the opportunity to lower his head and kissed the fingertips of the mouth sage.
The sage taught in a low voice: "How old are you, you can't wear clothes well?"
"That's not right," Xue Yuan, "The robes of the Holy Master are worn by ministers every day."
"That was intentional," Gu Yuanbai put down his hand and tapped his chest, "Xue Jiuyao, do you want me to dress you?"
Xue Yuan laughed, he wished that Gu Yuanbai would be carried by him when he walked, how could he be willing. The sage grabbed his chin, forcing him to bend down, and then kissed Xue Yuan on the lips.
Sweat stinks, I used to feel bad, but now I think it's okay.
The sage's voice was hoarse, "Stop acting like a spoiled child."
Xue Yuan looked at Gu Yuanbai solemnly, the green fire in his eyes was faint.
Gu Yuanbai pulled his hair behind his ears, Bai Nen's ears trembled slightly, Xue Yuan's eyes glued to his ears, and his Adam's apple rolled. Gu Yuanbai let out a sullen laugh, and walked past him with a face full of spring breeze.
Gu Yuanbai was going too far, and now he can't have sex, so he always teased Xue Yuan inadvertently and teased him. The more Xue Yuan was fascinated by his madness, and the more because he endured the sweat on his face, he felt his heart tremble, and his spirit became tense with joy, as if he was walking a tightrope in the air, which made Gu Yuanbai addicted.
Under such a bad side of the sage, even now, even if the sage just touched Xue Yuan's finger with his fingertips, he would lift up a crazy dry grassland.
*
The army has not moved, and the food and grass go first.
When preparing food and grass to go to the northwest, Gu Yuanbai took the time to hold Gu Ran on purpose, and appeared openly at the wedding banquet of Kong Yilin and Mi's youngest daughter.
Kong Yilin was flattered, and immediately got up and gave the saint a meticulous gift in front of everyone.
Gu Yuanbai drank the toast, and wrote the words "God bestows good luck" in the surprised eyes of Mr. Mi. Gu Ran snuggled up beside the sage, looking at these words, he couldn't help laughing: "Father, you The words are so beautiful."
At the banquet, the courtiers surrounding the sage heard the word "Father Emperor", and their expressions suddenly became shocked. Gu Yuanbai was not in a hurry, and said leisurely: "I feel happy when I look at a good hand, but brother, you are still young, but you have to practice diligently from this time onwards in order to write satisfactory characters. , do you know?"
Gu Ran said seriously: "My son, keep this in mind."
Not long after, Gu Yuanbai led Gu Ran out of the Confucius mansion. Kong Yilin insisted on sending the saint to leave the mansion. Gu Yuanbai looked at him in red and joked, "Did you leave the bride there?"
Kong Yilin smiled slightly, "This minister has to come first to congratulate the sage."
"Go back," Gu Yuanbai said. "In a few days, the army will be directed to the northwest. If you want to go with me, then you and your wife will be separated because they are newly married."
"I must go to the northwest with you," Kong Yilin said with a positive expression, "The first thing that the Xixia Emperor did to stabilize the domestic chaos after he ascended the throne was to send troops to Daheng. He must also need a victory to establish his power. Xixia The matter of the emperor's personal expedition is very important, and even if the sage is confident of a complete victory, the ministers have to follow up, or at least they can help make plans."
Gu Yuanbai smiled, "Then you should cherish these few days. Don't give it away, go back."
Kong Yilin stopped in front of the mansion gate and watched the sage being helped onto the carriage by Lord Xue.
His heart warmed slightly.
Maxima often has it, but Bole does not often have it. The Sage had the grace to recreate him, but Kong Yilin did not expect that the Sage would come to his marriage banquet in person.
For such a monarch, why not die
Kong Yilin walked back with a smile, and the people at the banquet toasted him in groups one after another. The smiles on their faces were more sincere and much more enthusiastic than before. The people who toasted Mr. Mi were one after the other, each laughing and praising Mr. Mi for finding a good son-in-law. Mr. Mi's serious face was so serious that he could not see his teeth, and he said humbly: "I dare not be no. Dare to be."
The presence of the sage was a climax, and Gu Yuanbai naturally knew that he was sitting on the carriage with his robe draped over his knees, and asked Gu Ran, "Do you know why the father personally went to Kong Qing's house to congratulate him?"
Gu Ran thought for a while, "My son doesn't know if what he thinks is wrong or right."
Gu Yuanbai encouraged: "Tell me about it."
Gu Ran slowly said three points, one is to show the sage's beloved ministers, the second is to value Master Kong, and the third is to take this opportunity to imply that Gu Ran has become the adopted son of the sage.
Gu Yuanbai raised his eyebrows, and after Gu Ran finished speaking, he shook his head, "There are a few more."
Gu Ran had complete doubts on his face, "Father?"
Gu Yuanbai took this opportunity to instill in him the way of an emperor.
The carriage slowly drove into the palace. Outside, Xue Yuan, who was riding a tall horse, spread his hands, looked down at the place that the saint had just touched, and sighed sincerely.
Someone from the guard next to him said strangely: "Master Xue, why do you sigh out of thin air, but when you see Master Kong marrying a wife, you are also itchy?"
Several people around laughed lowly.
Xue Yuan was noncommittal, he shook hands, but what he thought in his mind was that the hand of the sage just placed on his palm was really soft.
getting softer.
The sage liked to see Xue Yuan's patient look, so he was stingy even when he touched it, as if he was punishing Xue Yuan for being disobedient that day, slapped a sweet jujube, and tamed animals. Even now just touching his hands, Xue Yuan's scalp is numb.
He sighed again heavily and looked at the guards, "Do I look very haggard?"
The guards shook their heads in unison, "You look not only not haggard, but also full of energy."
Xue Yuan frowned, "Okay."
There's no way to pretend to be poor.
*
When General Xue was entangled in how to make the sage stop being so stingy, the sage was full of energy and ready to go out.
At the end of the month, after sufficient pre-war preparations, the army was in full bloom, and the soldiers of Daheng who had been trained by various generals were full of suffocation.
The saint worshiped and prayed for blessings for a whole day. In the early morning of the second day, he wore armor and tied his high hair, and looked at the soldiers who stretched for hundreds of miles outside the city.
Each of these soldiers ate the grain given by Gu Yuanbai, and wore the cotton-padded clothes made up this year. All of them were Confucian and powerful, and they looked at the saint's eyes in admiration and worship.
Gu Yuanbai's position in the hearts of the soldiers in the army is indescribable. Gu Yuanbai also knew this. He had never forgotten the warm eyes of tens of thousands of people in the Imperial Army when he selected Donglingwei.
In the past, it was the coach who said the pre-war oath, but this time, it was Gu Yuanbai who said it.
The horns and drums sounded violently, and the rapid drum beats made the blood boil. Baiguan stood behind the saint and looked at the trembling muscles on the soldier's face.
The sage stepped forward, the generals and the officers in the team pricked up their ears, and every word of the sage was sent to the rear in time to ensure that every soldier could hear it.
"Soldiers," Gu Yuanbai looked at the soldiers calmly and looked at the sky, "I have heard the wishes of the old farmer in the field. He wants to cultivate one more grain of corn for each rice plant. The craftsman of the broken house wants a sawtooth that can cut wood faster. The people are simple, just one more grain of rice and more sawtooths can be satisfied. Later I asked the soldiers who came back from the battlefield, but they told me that , they want to live."
The generals and officers shouted and passed on the words one after another, and the phrase "want to live" resounded outside the city in a blink of an eye.
"I also have a wish," Gu Yuanbai said, "I will tell you now what I want!"
"I want a Daheng where everyone has no worries about food and clothing, I want a Daheng that no one dares to deceive, may hunger, panic, and death stay away from my Daheng, and may my Daheng people be proud of my Daheng, because I am a great man and admired by outsiders. Khitan, Gaochang, Ganzhou, Xixia, I want you to stand up in front of any and all foreign enemies, and be a good son with iron bones!"
Gu Yuanbai took a deep breath, his eyes were burning, "I want to win, I want thousands of troops to step over, and everyone becomes a hero!"
The soldiers blushed, their blue veins bulged, and the hands holding the weapons were shaking.
The high-pitched voices of the officers were heard back and forth, and the soldiers were incited by the words of the sage. Their eyes were red, and hundreds and tens of thousands of people gradually shouted a voice: "Victory! Victory! Victory!!!"
There were tears in his eyes as he shouted.
The army points directly to the land of Xixia!