The commander of the Hedong Army ordered: The garrison troops at Yanmen Pass should be replaced. The roads in the mountains are narrow and congested. The garrison commander Yang Chongxun should be ordered to evacuate Yanmen Pass immediately. Yang Chongxun read the order loudly in public, and then handed it to the deputy generals in front for verification.
There was total silence on the city walls. After a long while, the deputy general and the military officials began to speak one after another. The military order was correct. It was indeed written by Yang Gong himself.
The duty of soldiers in the army is to obey military orders, said Yang Chongxun.
He said this not only to the generals, but also to himself. After weighing the pros and cons, Yang Chongxun really didn't dare to make his own decision. No matter what, he couldn't bear the responsibility. And since it was Yang Ye's idea, he thought his elder brother Yang Ye was no dumber than him.
Yanmen Pass, the most important pass in the Hedong area, gradually became undefended and began to prepare for changing hands.
After the garrison left the pass, there was a relatively flat open area inside the pass, but if you crossed this area, you would enter the mountain road and could only pass through the valleys. Yang Chongxun carefully arranged the route, leaving his elite soldiers to guard the rear and leaving the pass last.
By the afternoon, Yang Chongxun heard that the large group of troops had left, so he prepared to abandon the pass and leave.
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Oh no! There are enemy troops outside the pass!"
Yang Chongxun looked over with wide eyes, and indeed saw a winding group of soldiers and horses looming between the mountains. The Liao army had actually arrived. The remaining small group of soldiers and horses on the city wall suddenly became noisy, and shouts were heard continuously.
Yang Chongxun looked at him for a while with a complicated expression, then waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"
A simple ladder tied with ropes was placed on the city wall, and several people climbed up to Yanmen Pass one after another. The terrain outside the pass was rugged, and it was difficult for the army to deploy, but now Yanmen Pass was just an empty city, and it was easy to get in through the unguarded pass.
Soon after, the gate slowly opened, and the Liao cavalry was the first to rush in. Then, a long dragon-like army marched into the city in a swaggering manner.
The commander Xiao Duli also led his troops into the city and went straight to the pass. His entourage included the deputy general Yelu Huer, who was Yelu Xizhen's brother, as well as Yang Gun, Fan Zhongyi and others.
At the top of Yanmen Pass, the dry autumn in Hedong makes everything seem gray. The valleys are filled with dust, and large groups of people and horses are surging like a long snake with no visible tail.
Yang Gun said nothing, while Fan Zhongyi looked up to the wind, gazing at the majestic mountains with great confidence.
After a while, a powerful song sung by Fan Zhongyi was heard: A man is dedicated to the long march, and a young man is a guest in Youyan. Winning the bet under the horse's hooves, the origin is seven feet light
The Liao army completely controlled Yanmen Pass, and the vanguard went south and crossed the Yanmen Mountains. The troops arrived at the south of the mountains one after another, and the troops in front set up camp first, while the troops behind were still on the road.
The Liao army encountered no resistance and everything went surprisingly smoothly. Xiao Duli ordered all the troops to gather after arriving at the camp, and sent people to Daizhou to contact Yang Ye, while preparing to lead the army to Daizhou the next day to assist Yang Ye in openly raising an army.
August 29th, this is a not special but very special day.
Guo Shao survived the whole day yesterday, and when he woke up this morning, he felt that there was no need to stay in Zide Hall and pretend to be sick. He got up in the morning, dressed neatly, and told his servants to go out.
The eighth month of the lunar calendar is short, and the twenty-ninth is the last day of the month, so the grand court will be held tomorrow. Guo Shao had not attended the court for a long time, and he had no intention of going to the Jinxiang Hall today. He thought about it and decided to go to the Wenhua Hall.
After a whole month of suffering, Guo Shao felt that he was not panicking at the last moment. Anyway, by today, no matter what the people in Tokyo did, it would be too late and useless.
A group of people surrounded the imperial chariot and drove south along the avenue from the depths of the harem. Guo Shao felt that the Tokyo Imperial Palace was particularly quiet in the carriage. Chickens and dogs were not allowed to be raised in the palace, and people usually spoke carefully and did not dare to make loud noises, so it seemed very quiet.
In the humid morning, the mist from last night has not yet dissipated, and the morning sun has already revealed its soft light in the east.
A sound came from the children's childish recitation: Fish is what I want; bear's paw is also what I want. I can't have both, so I'll give up fish and take bear's paw.
Guo Shao got off the car, took a deep breath of fresh air, and stretched his body. He had recovered from his illness. His hair was still light and could not be combed into a bun, so it was better to cover it with a futou. He was much thinner than before, and wearing a clean round-necked robe, Guo Shao looked very energetic.
Don't disturb Zuo Fuzheng and the children's homework, Guo Shao gently instructed the eunuch Wang Zhong beside him.
Wang Zhong held the whisk and bowed, saying: I obey your command.
Guo Shao turned around and said to the group of people: Let's go, I want to stay here for a while.
He walked up a flight of stone steps and arrived at the ancient, magnificent and dignified main hall. The hall was very spacious, with many tables and benches, but only the front table was occupied, making the Wenhua Hall seem empty.
Zuo You looked up at the entrance of the palace, and Guo Shao immediately stretched out his hand and waved. Seeing this, Zuo You continued to recite: You can't have both, so you have to give up the fish and take the bear's paw.
The three children followed suit and said: You can't have both, so you have to give up the fish and take the bear's paw.
Guo Shao sat down on a bench at the back and listened to the class with great interest. Wang Zhong stood at the back, also smiling and looking very interested.
The three little guys hadn't noticed Guo Shao yet, which made Guo Shao feel a sense of déjà vu. When he was in school, there was a class teacher who often liked to walk to the back of the classroom without saying a word and watch everyone's little movements.
At this time Zuo You asked: "Tell me what the sentence you just memorized means."
Guo Hong stood up impatiently and said loudly: Mr. Zuo, I don’t like bear paws. I don’t know who eats them. I like fish.
Zuo You was stunned.
The little girl born to Mrs. Gao next to her immediately started giggling, bending forward and backward, as if she couldn't help herself at all.
Guo Zhang stood up and said: Mr. Zuo, why do you cut off the bear's paw and eat it? Wouldn't the bear feel pain
Zuo You said helplessly: "The eldest prince is kind-hearted, but the bear is very vicious and wants to slap people." After that, he made a slapping gesture with his palm, so there is nothing wrong with killing it. If people do not resist, they will be killed by the beast; this is what we should learn in the future to repay kindness with kindness and repay grievances with justice. People should be clear about gratitude and grievances. If you kill some weak and harmless wild animals, you should have mercy, such as sparrows.
Guo Hong whispered from below: Who informed on me
Zuo You pretended not to hear and continued to read: "The next sentence. Life is what I want; righteousness is what I want. I cannot have both. I will sacrifice my life for righteousness."
Guo Hong stood up again and said: Mr. Zuo, why is Mencius so stupid that he doesn't even want his own life
Zuo You:
Guo Shao almost laughed out loud. He turned around and saw that only Wang Zhong was around. He whispered: Guo Hong is a difficult kid to teach.
Wang Zhong bowed and replied in a low voice: I think what the second prince said makes sense.
When Guo Shao turned around, he saw a head sticking out of the door and looking inside. It was Xiao Chuo. She saw Guo Shao sitting there and then disappeared. Wang Zhong noticed Guo Shao's gaze and turned his head to take a look.
Guo Shao looked up at Wang Zhong. Wang Zhong clasped his fists and bowed, then turned and walked out.
At this time, the third child seemed to have heard the noise and discovered his father behind him, so he sat up straight. Guo Hong no longer dared to confront Zuo You.
After a while, Xiao Chuo followed Wang Zhong in silently. Wang Zhong raised his chin and instructed Xiao Chuo, and Guo Shao also moved a bench to the right. Xiao Chuo timidly sat down slowly on the bench where Guo Shao had just sat.
Guo Shao saw that Zuo You was not as excited as Guo Hong after he had disturbed him, and saw that there was paper and ink on the table, so he picked up the brush, dipped it in the inkstone, and wrote on the paper: Do you know Chinese characters
Xiao Chuo leaned forward and took a look, then watched Guo Shao nodded and looked at him with a complicated expression, with fear and vigilance mostly in her eyes.
Guo Shaoyou wrote: You love listening to Mr. Zuo’s lectures
Xiao Chuo took a look and nodded again.
Guo Shao picked up the pen again, but paused for a moment, not knowing what to say. Not to mention the difference between ancient and modern people, Xiao Chuo was only a dozen years old, and Guo Shao was already in his early thirties, so it was really difficult for them to have a common language.
He thought for a while and wrote: Your father and I have never met each other, but now we miss each other very much. I miss him more than my most beloved concubine.
Xiao Chuo stretched out her white and soft hand, looked at Guo Shao with an inquiring look, and pushed the paper and pen over to him.
Xiao Chuo then wrote: Your Majesty, how are you going to deal with my father
Guo Shao glanced at her, and she handed the brush back to Guo Shao. When Guo Shao took the brush, he saw that the little hand was white and cute, so he took it in his palm. Xiao Chuo hurriedly pulled back, but couldn't pull it back. She obeyed in a moment, but her face flushed instantly and she lowered her head.
People say that a beautiful woman's skin is the result of being covered in clothes. Xiao Chuo was kept in the palace for several years and was not allowed to leave. Her skin has become much whiter than when she first came. She looks white and tender, and very cute.
However, in this situation, in the literary hall of the school, listening to the teachings of the saint, Guo Shao was holding the hand of a little girl, and suddenly a sense of guilt came over him.
In the past, he would never touch Xiao Chuo. Guo Shao thought that if he couldn't beat Xiao Siwen, he would touch his daughter. He always had some resistance to this kind of bullying. But now it's different.
Guo Shao held her little hand, picked up the pen with his right hand and wrote: Don't be afraid, I won't bully you.
Xiao Chuo glanced at the paper, her face flushed, her eyes wandering, not daring to look at Guo Shao again. Guo Shao stood up, Xiao Chuo also hurriedly stood up, but Guo Shao reached out and pressed her shoulders, pushing her back to the chair, only to feel Xiao Chuo's body trembling slightly, looking very scared.
Guo Shao walked out of the hall, took a breath of air, and said to Wang Zhong as if nothing had happened: "The words of the ancient sages are very remarkable. The world has changed many dynasties, and the language and customs have long been different, but even after thousands of years, when we read what the ancients did, it still seems to have happened in the past, and it is passed down from generation to generation."
At this moment, the sound of Lang Lang's reading still echoes in the quiet palace. The neat and magnificent palace, peace and beauty are shrouded between heaven and earth.