That was probably the most unforgettable pain in his life. Gu Yun said here, and he didn't want to talk about it any more. However, it might be that those words had been stored in his heart for many years, and he couldn't stop for a while.
"Northern Xinjiang is really hard. It's just a war, and there are wounded soldiers everywhere. Every day when the sun sets in the yellow sand, I can't even drink a sip of hot tea under the princess' tent. How can I be happy to be a young master in the capital? Marquis didn't do it, and I was annoyed by me, so he took me to the corps. Every day the soldiers of the Xuantie Camp practiced, and I had to accompany me to practice martial arts. If I was lazy, he would be in front of those iron giants. Hit me up."
The old marquis figured out his son's dog temperament, being naughty, squeamish, and squeamish, but in front of everyone, even if this little thing is not as tall as others' thighs, he will never cry and lose face.
Chang Geng rested on him, resting his chin on Gu Yun's shoulder, and whispered into his ear, "If I had been born twenty years earlier, I would have picked you up and stolen it, and put it in the splendid bushes to raise."
Gu Yun imagined the scene, and he was so numb that he was speechless, unable to laugh or cry.
In fact, when I think about it, there are many people in Zhongming Dingshi's family that have declined since the third generation. A child like Gu Yun is also an only child. If he really let him grow up in the capital, he will grow up after he grows up. There is no doubt what kind of stubbornness it will be, and there must be a ruthless father like the old Houye, so he can go down to repair him with such a vicious hand, so that Xuantieying will not have no successor.
But no one thought that the price of becoming a talent would be too high.
"Uncle Wang said that your temperament has changed since you came back from Northern Xinjiang. If you don't like to meet people, you don't care about anyone." Chang Geng paused, took his hand and wrote, "Do you hate the late emperor?"
Gu Yun paused and subconsciously wanted to touch the wine bottle around his waist, but when he reached out his hand, he remembered that he had decided to quit drinking, and the wine bottle was long gone.
Gu Yun pursed his lips: "I don't hate to pour me a cup of tea."
Chang Geng almost thought he had heard it wrong.
Just after the siege of the capital was solved, Gu Yun was so injured that he couldn't get up, but he still asked for wine without knowing how to drink.
Although Chang Geng had always been very critical of this alcoholic, but when he saw his sudden change of character, he felt a little bit in his heart, and he was not overjoyed. He got up and brewed a cup of spring tea for Gu Yun. He became suspicious again and calmly grabbed his wrist.
Although it was inconvenient for the eyes and ears, Gu Yun still sensed his nervousness and immediately reacted, realizing that he had exposed himself - Chang Geng is too sensitive. Instead, his sudden change of sex without warning will make people feel at a loss.
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So Gu Yun drank the tea as if nothing had happened, and licked his lips: "I don't know where the wine jug is, is there any home-brewed wine sent by Old Shen last time?"
This sentence sounds more like Gu Yun's style. After a long time of trouble, he was thirsty after talking. Chang Geng felt relieved a little, and rebuffed: "No, let's make do with tea."
Gu Yun gave a half-truth, "tsk", and then a piece of something was delivered to his mouth. A sticky and sweet smell of glutinous rice got into his nose. Gu Yun leaned back: "What? I don't want it. "
Chang Geng put it in his mouth and fed it to him.
Gu Yun's brows furrowed into a ball. He didn't like sweets by nature. Chang Geng and the piece of tea were so choked up by him, but he didn't spit it out. He ate it whole, just like the egg noodles with half an egg shell many years ago. From the overly sweet bean paste filling, there was a bit of oversweet bitterness.
He suddenly felt a little uneasy, and felt that Chang Geng's boring energy was abnormal, and just heard that the sudden tense and suspicious ghost energy when he didn't drink was not normal—
Extreme sadness and joy are often not lasting because they are too exhausting, usually only for a short time, and then either turn into numbness and chaos, or the parties themselves divert their attention to dilute these emotions and protect themselves.
Gu Yun said sternly, "Chang Geng, give me the glass mirror."
"No," Chang Geng encircled him from his side in a gesture similar to being imprisoned, and asked relentlessly, "Why don't you hate it?"
His last question was both eager and indifferent, eager to break the casserole and ask to the end to get a "hate" or "no hate" answer from him, as if Gu Yun only had to admit one "hate", he would take some action.
The indifference is that he seems to have forgotten that the "prior emperor" in his mouth is his own father, and he mentions it casually, as casually as he mentions the cats and dogs on the side of the road.
Gu Yun's heart sank, and he was silent for a while, then asked, "What about you? Do you still hate Hugel now?"
Chang Geng didn't expect him to throw the words back, and blinked a little unexpectedly - if Gu Yun could see clearly at this time, he would find that his eyes were not red, but there were still double shadows in his pupils.
Chang Geng replied in a high-sounding manner: "If she was still in front of me, I would strip her skin for cramps, but she is already dead without a place to be buried. Even if I wanted to dig her out and whip her corpse, it would be in vain to find her, no matter how much I hate her, There is no way to dispel it, but it will speed up the poisoning as she intended, right?"
This is by no means his sincere words, no matter how big Gu Yun's heart is or how deaf he is, he can still hear it.
Just as Gu Yun was about to speak, he suddenly felt a shock from the person who was leaning on him—the kind of shock that is suddenly interrupted and frightened when he was fully focused.
A gust of wind blew from behind, and it seemed that someone knocked on the door of the study.
Gu Yun turned his head to the side and asked, "Uncle Wang or Lao Huo?"
The old housekeeper at the door raised his voice and shouted, "Master Hou, it's me, someone from Lingshu Court is looking for His Royal Highness King Yan!"
Chang Geng's double-imaged pupils shrunk back suddenly, at first glance as if stimulated by the strong light, he let go of Gu Yun subconsciously, showing a bit of "no touch with indecent assault" as usual, half of the restraint, He remembered something again, and his face flashed blankly.
Gu Yun pretended not to notice: "I'm busy beforehand, I haven't had a serious meal for a few days, so I'm looking for something to eat. Just now, you stuffed a piece of something that I didn't know made my stomach churn with acid. "
Chang Geng was stunned for a moment, then slapped his forehead fiercely, and rubbed his eyebrows in annoyance: "I'm the one I'm really"
He jumped up and said hastily, "I'll ask the kitchen to make you something to digest first."
Uncle Wang hurriedly said, "Yes, this old slave will go now."
Chang Geng walked to the door of the study in one breath, remembered something again, touched himself, took out Gu Yun's glass mirror from his arms, turned it back and returned it to him, the metal chain and the outer frame were warmed by him. . Chang Geng wiped the lens carefully, placed it on the bridge of Gu Yun's nose, his eyes lingered on his face for a long time, and suddenly said in a low voice, "Zixi, I feel like I'm dreaming."
Gu Yun was tossed about by him for a whole afternoon. Hearing this, he was very angry and wanted to slap him, "Slap you and see if it hurts."
Who would have thought that before he had time to say it, Chang Geng paused for a while, then went straight back, and said with a self-deprecating wry smile, "I've never had such a good dream when I grew up, it's good that I can't wake up."
Gu Yun: ""
As soon as he was normal, Gu Yun couldn't bear the harsh criticism anymore. He felt that he would have to follow him a few more times, so he had no choice but to show a calm appearance and waved his hands to send him away.
In the early summer of the eighth year of Long'an, although Dashuai Gu had been committing Tai Sui all the time, the national fortunes of Daliang seemed to be slowly recovering after falling to the bottom. It was like after the long winter, sprouts began to appear under the boundless white snow. Branches come.
In the summer, the Marquis of Anding quickly slashed the chaos of the Western vassals and signed the "Silk Road New Covenant". The Xuantie Camp escorted the Ziliujin from the Western Regions to Beijing.
At this point, under the embattled Daliang, an opening was finally broken.
As soon as Shen Yi and the others arrived, there was another good news from the Lingshu Academy.
In Gu Yunyuan's big iron bow, which had never been popularized in the military, a new breakthrough finally occurred. Ge Chen, a rising star from a butcher who was a genius, designed a brand-new golden box, which is extremely light and can be installed in In bows and arrows, beauty is controlled by human beings.
The weight of the iron bow string that cannot be pulled by a peerless master has been reduced by more than half, and the white rainbow iron arrow can be shot effortlessly by human hands. The precision is extremely high. When the scale is driven out, Bai Hong will be extinct in the Daliang army from now on, and the iron arrow can be added with a lighter system. After the iron arrow is shot, it can be accelerated twice in the air, and it can even explode in the enemy's line, with great power .
At the end of June, under the circumstance that Xuantieying's eye-catching and domestic conflicts in the West were becoming more and more prominent, the battle situation on both sides of the North and South briefly stabilized at the same time, and Daliang was given a chance to breathe. Everyone knew that the top priority at this time was to reassure the people. , especially to settle the refugees who have been exiled in various places due to the disaster of war.
But how to rest, how to settle down
It is absolutely impossible to rearrange the land for these refugees, and no master of the sky is so arrogant, and he will give up his own land to others.
The Military Aircraft Department organized several large court meetings to convene the ministers to discuss, but never came up with a reason for the discussion, only collected a bunch of bad ideas, how to organize refugees to open up wasteland, etc., so angry that Emperor Longan accused a group of courtiers for vegetarian meals: " Why don't you say that the refugees will be exiled to the East China Sea to imitate Jingwei?"
Suddenly, Prince Chu Yan of the military aircraft took the lead in being silent and did not express his position. The six departments and local officials shied each other's responsibilities, and the quarrel and quarrel in the court was extremely difficult. They wrote to the imperial court, claiming that they were willing to follow the example of the Westerners and set up private factories in various places to gather displaced people from all over the world for production.
In this way, there is no need for much land. At that time, the land that Chang Geng confiscated from corrupt officials and corrupt officials who were unfavorable to the refugees was enough for Chang Geng. They also planned to use the farming puppets in the south of the Yangtze River as the blueprint to convene a group of folk long-armed divisions. Transformed a series of civilian lighters.
With the issuance of the second batch of beacon tickets, an undercurrent-like force in the DPRK gradually gathered. When they were dormant, they didn't seem to be a faction at first, but at this time they secretly started to promote this matter. : To advise the Emperor Longan, to give these private volunteers who were the first to carry the beacon tickets some concessions. For example, they can directly submit a letter to the military aircraft office, ask the emperor for special approval, and then allow them to purchase a certain amount of money every year on the condition that the military use is guaranteed. A limit of purple gold.
This document was first submitted from the Ministry of Industry. Meng Jue, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, was a poor scholar from the Hanlin. The document said: This is a three-shot plan, which not only solved the riots of refugees in various places, but also showed that the court would not For those who have done bad deeds, the silver taels from Ziliujin sold to these giants at a high price can be used for additional military supplies and war preparations.
This stone stirred up thousands of waves, and this time, someone from the family of the Zanying family with a keen sense of smell finally came back.
Gu Yun, who hadn't been to court for a long time, was fortunate enough to listen to the grand spectacle of the grand court meeting. He was stunned and felt that this place was more dangerous than the front-line positions with open guns and dark arrows.
Thirteen tycoons wrote a letter, and the backlog of conflicts between the nobility and the rising stars of the poor family suddenly intensified. At this time, people with long brains have already discovered the black-box transactions colluding with officials and businessmen, and those with a keen sense of smell have already noticed this emerging trend The unstoppable future will shake the roots of the nobility, and a sense of crisis will emerge quietly.
In the court hall, the pro-business association faction accused the family of "forming parties for personal gain, bringing disaster to the country and bringing disaster to the people", "talking without back pain", and even more violently pointing at the other party's nose and scolding "you have an idea, let the refugees settle in your house."
Several aristocratic families were blushing and arguing about "how can a businessman be in a dignified hall", "how can the important weapon of the Ziliu Jin Dynasty flow into private hands", and finally simply "I don't know how many adults accept bribes, how can they be compared with these challenges? The bearer wears a pair of trousers."
Then a row of generals looked at each other while the Marquis of Anding kept silent, and watched from the sidelines together. Finally, they ran out of the military plane and chatted with each other.
Gu Yun raised his head and glanced at Emperor Long'an, only to feel that Li Feng was really old, but he was only in his thirties, and he was already flourishing, and his forehead was full of anger. For a moment, Gu Yun suddenly thought: "If the city general back then When it broke, he was nailed to the red-headed kite by a flowing arrow, is it a good thing for him?"
Li Feng seemed to feel something, and just raised his head to meet Gu Yun's line of sight.
After the court disbanded that day, Gu Yun was left in the palace. The two had a falling out before the war. After that, they fought non-stop everywhere. There was almost no chance for them to get along in private. Gossip is almost like a lifetime away. Li Feng left Gu Yun on a whim. When they walked in the imperial garden together, they found that they had nothing to say, which was really embarrassing.
At this time, the prince passed by after school and came to ask for the greeting.
Li Feng is not very addicted to the harem, and he has few children. The crown prince has just turned eight years old, and he has not yet started to grow tall. He is childish. Seeing Li Feng, he is a little cautious, and he greets him on the ground and greets him: "Father Emperor."
Immediately, he glanced at Gu Yun cautiously, and wanted to talk to him, but he didn't know who this person was.
Gu Yun smiled at him: "My minister Gu Yun, see His Royal Highness the Prince."
The prince was taken aback. Little boys love to hear the stories of great heroes. At this time, seeing the real person, on the one hand, he was very excited. : "Gu, General Gu! It's not that imperial uncle, no need to be more polite. I have also learned the characters of the emperor's uncle."
Gu Yun looked a little weird: "Your Highness is too polite."
The three characters "Imperial Uncle" gave him a knowing blow, making him feel like he had grown a beard two feet long.
That day, Li Feng retreated, leaving only the prince with him. No one knew what he and Gu Yun were talking about. The palace staff only knew that the little prince seemed to be very close to the Marquis of Anding, and he kept pestering him and refused to leave. Falling asleep on Gu Yun's shoulder was sent back to the East Palace by Marquis Anding himself.
Before leaving, Emperor Longan specially instructed Gu Yun that if he had time, he would often come to the palace to see and give pointers to the prince.
Before the emperor and the Marquis of Anding turned their faces, the military and political separation seemed to be just a ripple that was deliberately forgotten.
At this time, in the private room of Wangnan Tower, Jiang Chong hurriedly arrived, took out a secret letter from his sleeve and handed it to Chang Geng: "Lord, look at this, our foundation in the DPRK is not stable, this time may be a little too hasty. already."
It was a memorial, Jiang Chong said in a low voice: "It came out of the big inner court. After the court, several major families jointly handed the book to the emperor through Uncle Wang Guo. I am afraid it has been a long-planned plan."
Chang Geng took it without change: "Uncle Wang Guo? Has he wiped his ass clean? During this time of war and chaos, General Tan died in the capital, do you think no one will pursue him?"
Jiang Chong lowered his voice even lower: "My lord, Uncle Wang Guo is the mother's family of the Queen Mother. As long as he does not rebel, the emperor will not touch him, and who would dare to mention the incident back then? If he brought down Uncle Wang Guo on this ground, wouldn't he? Wouldn't the late emperor lose the reputation of a sullen monarch who was blinded by a villain and a demon girl and ruined the reputation of the loyal and good
Chang Geng's face was expressionless, he glanced at Tuo with a single glance, and suddenly let out a "Huh".
Jiang Chong: "What?"
Chang Geng: "This thing doesn't seem to be what Wang Huo's wine bag and rice bag came up with. Whose hand?"
Jiang Chong: "Oh, it is said that this person has a very close relationship with the prince. Didn't the Fang family also intend to marry the prince? The person who caught the knife was the uncle of Miss Fang. Fang Qin, the minister of households, was originally In the 18th year of Yuanhe, the first emperor appointed by the late emperor, and the only one in the previous dynasty who has won three yuan, has been famous since he was a child."
Ever since Fang Qin took over the head of the Ministry of Households, his affairs have been well organized, and he has cooperated with the military aircraft department properly, and has never been a hindrance. He can be described as a capable minister. It's a pity that the butt decides the head. He was born in the Fang family and represents the Fang family. He is destined to be a stumbling block with outstanding talents.
"Half-time master, there is no difference in the limelight." Chang Geng tapped on the table lightly, "In the old days, Wang Xietang Qianyan should also fly to the homes of ordinary people."
Jiang Chong's heart skipped a beat when he heard the murderous intent in his words.
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