When Xie Yunqing spoke, his voice trembled uncontrollably, "Our emperor seems to be forgiving, but father must not forget that the emperor is also cold and suspicion."
Xie Yong was silent, but Xie Yunqing saw Xie Yong's hands clenched into fists, and the blue veins on the back of his hands were obvious. Obviously, Xie Yong's emotions were also a little excited.
"Father, think about Wu Anjun Baiqi, Zhao Guo's famous general Li Mu, and Zhou Yafu, who put down the Seven Kingdoms Rebellion. Didn't one of them make great achievements, which one was not an extremely human minister, and which one ended up well in the end? "Xie Yunqing paused, "Father, the so-called torrential advance is not timid, but a kind of great wisdom. The high bird is scattered, the good bow is hidden; the cunning rabbit is dead, the good dog is cooked. You should Know this truth better than I do."
A trace of struggle flashed in Xie Yong's eyes.
Xie Yunqing sighed softly, "Daughter knows that his father is loyal and patriotic, and is absolutely unwilling, but the emperor does not know. The daughter also knows that the father still has his own ambitions and ideals, but if the father does not retire at this time, he may face the emperor in the future. Fear. Father, thank you family for our sake. Please... please feel wronged."
As Xie Yunqing was talking, she was a little choked. She knew that it would be a torture to let her father who was confidant to endure such grievances and the humiliation of being suspected for no reason.
However, nothing is more important than the safety of the family.
"Father, you have been back to Beijing for a long time. You have nearly 100,000 troops in the Great Zhou Dynasty. There is no war in the northern or southern borders. In this calm and calm time, the emperor can't rest assured that a courtier has too much military power in his hands. Yes. You have been immersed in the officialdom for more than 30 years. Both your experience and your horizons are much broader than your daughter. Don't be blinded by the momentary ease, and put down your military power first."
Xie Yong’s eyes were reddish. Xie Yun looked at Xie Yong quietly for a while, feeling a little unbearable. Her voice became smaller and smaller: "Even if my father refuses to let go, my mother, brothers, and sister-in-laws are willing to accompany Xie’s family. The hour is getting late, so the daughter will go home first, and the father should rest as soon as possible."
Xie Yunqing returned to Wei Ranju and lay down after washing, but where can he sleep? She was lying in her pussy, the stars were scarce outside, and the furnishings in the room were clearly visible.
Xie Yunqing stared at the patterns of flowers, birds, fish and insects on the velvety-green gauze tent, and spent the whole night in a daze.
When she got up the next day, her eyes were black and she was not in good spirits.
Gu Yunshuang saw her like this, both distressed and anxious, "What's the matter with your father and daughter, your father was tossed and awake last night, you also looked like you didn't sleep well." He turned around and said to her mother-in-law: "You send someone. When I went to the college to ask for a leave of absence, she said that she had contracted a cold and had a fever, so I won’t go there today."
She was placed on her side in her yard to rest.
Xie Yunqing closed his eyes, obviously tired, but never. About two hours later, Xie Yunqing heard the movement of footsteps outside and called Qingluo to come in.
"Father is back?" Xie Yunqing's voice was a little hoarse.
"Yes." Qing Luo felt a little afraid to speak when she thought of the gloomy face of Grandpa Guo.
"Let me guess, father is in a bad mood?"
"Miss, it's spreading from the outside that Lord Guo has given up all his military power, and... he has to resign from the post of General Zhu Guo..." Qing Luo looked at Xie Yun cautiously.
He had a clear face and hesitated when he spoke.
"Well, I see, you go out, I'm tired, and sleep for a while." Xie Yunqing sighed in relief. She was afraid of her father's stubbornness, and she had a clear conscience. Why did she give up her military power
The father still listened to his own words.
What if there is no military power? Even if there is only a knighthood that can be inherited from the Emperor **, she believes that with the style of the Xie family passed down from generation to generation, the Xie family will not be reduced to an empty shell like the official residence of the Wei State.
Qingluo didn't know why the young lady was not only not worried, but rather calm, but she didn't talk too much, and walked out gently and closed the door.
Xie Yunqing slept until the afternoon. When she opened her eyes, she felt refreshed and her burden was relieved. When Xie Yunqing went out, she heard Qing Luo say that her mother was talking with her father.
"I'll go see my father," Xie Yunqing said, "My father must be in a bad mood at this time."
As Xie Yunqing had expected, Xie Yong was indeed depressed at this time.
He was sitting there, holding a cup of tea in his hand, his hands trembling slightly, a few drops of water in the cup came out.
Gu Yunshuang sat next to Xie Yong, with a sad expression on his face, but his voice was very calm, "It's okay to hand over the military power, hot potato, what do you keep in your hand?"
Even so, but after all, I have brought the soldiers for so many years and handed them over. In what year can they be recovered
"Father, you don't have to be sad. It's a peaceful and prosperous age. You teach your children and grandchildren at home. Later, if you start a war, the military power will return to your hands." Xie Yunqing walked in and said seriously.
Gu Yunshuang said: "A Qing, these are not things you worry about, you just need to study hard."
Xie Yong's frowning brows finally stretched out, and he sighed, as if to vomit out all the frustration in his chest. "Xiao Yunduo is right. I am over half a hundred years old. I have been fighting abroad for these years, and I rarely accompany you. Even Bogeer was born and failed to come back. I owe you too much. Now Dazhou and other countries Everything is fine, what's the use of keeping one hundred thousand soldiers? Why not stay with you at home and teach a few grandchildren how to practice martial arts and study."
Geer Bo is the eldest grandson of Xie Yong. In the year he was born, Xie Yong quelled the refugees' rebellion in the East China Sea. Xie Yong’s regret for not being able to participate in the Washing of the Third, Full Moon, and Hundred Moons of the grandson has always been Xie Yong’s heart.
Xie Yunqing took the tea cup in Xie Yong's hand and poured him another cup of tea. "It is good for my father to understand this truth. If my father keeps holding the military power, let alone what the emperor thinks, there will be courtiers who will impeach his father. Father. Staying at home, our family is happy and happy. Wouldn't it be uncomfortable for my father to have a drink and chat with his old friends?"
Xie Yong raised his head and drank the tea. It seemed that he had a refreshing drink. He patted the table and said, "You are right, I'm fifty-three. I've led the soldiers for a lifetime, so I won't be allowed to enjoy my old age?"
Xie Yunqing's nose was a little sour, and a tear fell, but she smiled and said, "I just wronged my father."
After coming out of Gu Yunshuang's place, Xie Yunqing returned to Wei Ranju and locked himself in the room to play the piano over and over again.
She doesn’t have any tunes in her mind, but practice makes perfect. Strings of melodious piano notes come from her
The fingertips drained.
Xie Yunqing was immersed in his own world, and suddenly felt a shadow cast before his eyes.
Xie Yunqing looked up. She was facing the window and playing the piano. The window was half open. At this time, there was a person standing outside the window.
The man's eyebrows were picturesque, with a natural aura between his hands and feet.
"Little prince Yu, why, the dignified prince didn't do it, how did he start this trespassing into his daughter's boudoir?" Xie Yunqing smiled, she was very sure at this time that Xiao Xuan already knew what she had eavesdropped on.
Xiao Xuan stood outside the window, with bamboo bushes and plum trees planted outside, just to hide his figure.
He talked to Xie Yunqing through the window, with a gentle smile on his face, "Isn't Miss Xie also doing an eavesdropping activity yesterday?"
Xie Yunqing kept moving her fingertips, still playing the tune, "The little prince said what the courtier didn’t understand, the courtier only knew that if the courtier screamed now, the servant’s maid would come in, and then the little prince would have all his face. Lost."
Xiao Xuan turned over and came in, bent over and looked at Xie Yunqing condescendingly, and smiled, "Then, have you ever thought about how your maid would think when we saw our lone man and widow in the same room? Then you will also be lost. Yu. Still," he hesitated to say, "Do you think I lack a princess in the Yu Palace, and want to marry to the Yu Palace to be my princess?"
Xie Yunqing raised his head to look at him, "Little Prince, don’t have dreams if you are in the daytime. You hide and dormant for many years, isn’t it just to make the emperor think you are a dude? If you marry me, will the emperor doubt if you marry me? Are you unruly? You want to die by yourself, don't drag our Xie family into the water."
Xie Yunqing finally finished playing a song, she was about to change the song, Xiao Xuan suddenly held her hand.
"What if I really want to die?" Xiao Xuan no longer had that cynical smile on his face, but Xie Yunqing was a little uncomfortable.
Xie Yunqing looked at him for a while, then looked away, "If the little prince really wants to die, the courtiers will not let the Xie family die with you, but they won't stop it." She hates the heavens, hates them. He is polite and ruthless, but he doesn't hate this little prince, at least he doesn't have those hypocritical and dirty methods.
Xiao Xuan released Xie Yunqing's hand, hooked the strings, played a few notes, and then casually said: "From the first day I saw you, I knew that we were the same kind of people." Obviously, I hate it. A person has to hide his emotions and act respectfully and docilely.
Xie Yunqing’s fingertips still had the warmth that belonged to Xiao Xuan’s palms. She looked at her fingertips, and after a long time she spoke, “I know what we want, but we are not all the same. You want it. Yes, but it is what I want to avoid. Little Prince, you should go." Xie Yunqing directly issued the eviction order.
Xiao Xuan smiled softly, "Speaking of which, I am a student of your grandfather, why should you call me uncle master?"
"The court lady knows her status is humble, lest you be misunderstood as a prosperous protagonist, your uncle will be misunderstood. Since the little prince knows how to come to my yard, he should also know how to get out. Go out?"
"Naturally I don't dare to thank the eldest lady, I just walked out with my legs." Xiao Xuan still licked his tongue.
Xie Yunqing watched Xiao Xuan turn over and jump out of the window, tapping his toes lightly, and he had already jumped several feet. Xie Yunqing suddenly thought, Xiao Xuan asked his subordinates to find something yesterday.
(End of this chapter)