Chapter 385: Accidentally slapped in the face
Ever since the Holy Emperor decided to lead the expedition in person, the life of Prince Ji Guo Gong has been difficult.
The old Duke thought that we should take advantage of this opportunity to let the second generation of the family rise again, so he forced the prince of Duke Ji to practice martial arts every morning.
The prince of Jiguo was aggrieved: "Don't you know what I am capable of? By asking me to go to the battlefield, am I not looking for death?"
"Gu Nanxi is here in Yunzhou. What are you afraid of?”
The prince of Jiguo was speechless: "The Holy Emperor is so afraid of Gu Nanxi, how could he use her?"
"Isn't it true that he has not yet won the position of governor of Yunzhou? When a person is in his position, he must plan his own affairs. ! In this battle in Yunzhou, she You have to be kept in the dark by the Holy Emperor! Why don't you, except Mr. Li Ge, protest much about this matter when you are the official in the court? Because everyone understands that as long as Gu Nanxi is here, no matter whether he wins or loses, the Holy Emperor's safety will always be fine. .”
< br>Prince Ji Guo Gong was speechless. These people wanted to use Gu Nanxi, but they were unwilling to give Gu Nanxi a good look: "Then why did Mr. Li Ge firmly oppose it?"
Old Duke Guo Sighing deeply: " Because he is loyal to the emperor! He does not want the relationship between the emperor and Gu Nanxi to become too tense. However, the emperor is young and energetic and refuses to listen."
The prince of Jiguo did not dare to ask more. I can get up early every day with great pain.
Anecdotally, prices began to rise due to the war.
Song Da's good friend spent money to buy a minor official. Unexpectedly, he was unlucky and this minor official was also on the list for the Northern Expedition.
Song Da rented a hot pot from Baiwei Restaurant and planned to practice it at home for his friends.
“The price of mutton has reached eighty cents?!” Song Da was stunned, but still asked for three kilograms, “Cut it into slices for me, cut it thinly, I want to eat it in a rinse.”
In addition to mutton, Song Da also bought some greenhouse vegetables, not much, just a small handful.
At night, Song Da's small house became lively again.
The steaming hot pot drives away the coldness of winter.
After a few glasses of wine, the conversation became more casual.
Song Da picked up a thin piece of mutton, rinsed it a dozen times in the bubbling hot pot, dipped it in some sauce, and stuffed it into his mouth. He was in a state of ecstasy.
"Old Chen, didn't the Holy One say that he would take the elites of the Sixth Army to set out this time? Why are you, a man who buys an official position, also in there?"
Lao Chen took a sip of his wine and said with a mournful face: "How does the Holy Spirit know who is the elite? Why don't the military attaches tell you who is who? Although we are fighting grassland tribes this time, all of them are good at riding and shooting. It's on their main territory again, our slogans are so loud If you fight them again, it will be very dangerous!"
Old Chen may be drunk, his face was red: "What if these generals have no idea this time? Xi, maybe there is someone who wants to make meritorious deeds and dare to try it. But this is the Holy One taking the lead. Who has ever commanded a battle? Who dares to follow? It will be a disaster for those of us who have no background and no background!” People only know the majesty of the Holy One and laugh at the General They can't defeat the grassland tribes. They don't even think about it. The last person who could win against the people in the north was Gu Zhanshen. It took more than ten years for Gu Nanxi to come out. Have we won once during this period?"
< br>Song Da and Lao Chen had a drink.
During this period, the wind in Kyoto was indeed not in the right direction. Song Da just said a few nice words for Gu Nanxi in the Fuquan Tea House, and was sprayed with blood on his head. On the way home He was also followed.
If Song Da hadn't been so alert, he might not have encountered anything!
Seeing that the storm was coming, Song Da couldn't eat well or sleep well these days. His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by someone, and he was very worried.
I wonder if General Gu Nanxi expected this situation? Are there any countermeasures?
Oh, I am so worried!
Madam Song on the table frowned tightly, obviously worried about Gu Nanxi.
However, no matter how worried you are, you have to live your life as usual. Men on the draft list began to prepare for the journey north.
You have to prepare some cotton-padded clothes, thick boots, handy weapons, and even the miso made by my wife at home.
In the city of Kyoto, there are slogans of victory and praises to the Holy One everywhere, as if this war is a sure thing.
Secretly, the families who were drafted into the army were crying day and night.
People are like this sometimes. When they reach a desperate situation, they dare not blame the superior emperor, and can only vent their despair and pain on others, such as Gu Nanxi, the governor of Yunzhou.
"Everyone praises Gu Nanxi as the God of War! Why can't he even deal with a prairie tribe and ask the Holy One to take action himself?"
"They Yunzhou cavalry are eating. Are you doing anything? Why can’t you protect us?”
Public anger is like an undercurrent at the bottom of a lake, surging in every corner of Kyoto.
And this is exactly what many people with ulterior motives want to see.
Mr. Li Ge was so worried that there were bubbles at the corners of his mouth. Seeing the change of public opinion, the Holy Emperor not only did not stop it, but also felt a little complacent, and even got angry!
Master Tong didn't know whether he went to watch the excitement or came to visit Li Mansion after going to court with a sense of collegiality.
"Are you proud? The Holy Spirit finally obtained the Optimus Prime, but then destroyed himself!" Li Ge Lao coughed, almost coughing out his lungs.
"Can you blame me?! Did I force the Holy One to do this?" Master Tong sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at Mr. Li Ge who couldn't get up.
"Mr. Li, I have told you a long time ago that we must stand properly in the court before we can do what we have always wanted to do. Do you care whether Nan Xi has talent and heart? She doesn't Having reached this point, what will be the result? I really want to see if she can still turn around!”
Mr. Li Ge only felt that there was a ball of air stuck in his chest, which was not rising or falling. He was so suffocated that he could hardly breathe.
You can still live if you do evil by God, but you can’t live if you do evil on your own!
While the two were silent, each immersed in their own thoughts, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside the door.
"Mr. Ge, Mr. Ge! Something big has happened!"
Mr. Li Ge and Taishi Tong both looked at the door and saw the housekeeper of the Li Mansion with a thin layer of fine hair on his forehead. She was sweating heavily, and her eyes were full of anxiety and panic.
He held a newspaper in his hand and came to Mr. Li Ge's bed in three steps at a time.
He knelt down, raised the newspaper with both hands, and lowered his head. His voice was trembling uncontrollably: "Mr. Ge, this is the latest "Yunzhou Weekly"!"
Master Tong was one step ahead of Li Ge and grabbed the "Yunzhou Weekly" and opened it. His whole body trembled, and in the end, all the complicated melancholy turned into a sigh.
"You are better than an expert! Old Zhu is good at judging people. This Gu Nanxi is indeed worthy of the title of the most wise man in the Great Zhou Dynasty!"
Old Li Ge He had never seen Master Tong in such a state of despair. He got up with difficulty and went over to take a look at "Yunzhou Weekly".
The huge words "Great Victory" came into view!
Like fireworks, exploding in my mind!