Where is the sword of the reborn eagle

"Small Formless Skill" Guo Mo has never practiced before, so he is not sure how much Guo Xiang has gained, but Yang Guo's aura has clearly broken through again.

"Haha, at the age of 13, Guo'er is already a master in the second-rate realm. Who would dare to believe this when it is spread to the world?"

Guo Mo did not expect that Yang Guo's harvest would be so great.

"Brother Mo, I think little Xiang'er may have gained even more, but why hasn't she shown signs of waking up?"

At this time, Yang Guo had already opened his eyes, he should have felt the changes in his body, it was rare that Yang Guo, who was always smart and intelligent, was smiling cheerfully and smirking there.

Seeing that Guo Xiang next to him was still immersed in his cultivation, Yang Guo thoughtfully did not speak, but nodded at his master and wife, and stood up quietly by himself.

"Master, Xiang'er, she..."

"As a teacher, I don't know, let's go out first."

Guo Mo nodded to Li Mochou, then turned around and left the cave with Yang Guo.

The sky was getting dark, Guo Mo lit the bonfire first, and Da Qiao came back at some point, with a gazelle beside him.

"Master, I'm going to clean the gazelle first."

Seeing the gazelle on the ground, Yang Guo felt a burst of hunger for no reason, as if he could swallow the entire gazelle by himself.

Yang Guo picked up the 100-jin gazelle with one hand, and ran towards the stream not far away as if it was light as nothing.

"This kid, it's nice to be young—"

Seeing the figure of Yang Guo going away, Guo Mo became a little envious.

The thing that made Guo Mo bewildered still happened, Yang Guo had woken up for three days, but little Guo Xiang was still silently practicing, showing no sign of waking up.

"Brother Mo, what should we do? When I left Bianliang, I promised my eldest sister that I would take good care of little Xiang'er, but now..."

Li Mochou, who never showed sentimentality to others, was in a mess at this moment, her eyes were red, and tears were rolling in her sockets.

"Xiang'er's breath is stable now, as if she is asleep, and it doesn't seem to be 'into meditation' during cultivation. Even I have never encountered such a situation, it seems that she is 'out of sight'."

Guo Mo has a way to wake up Guo Xiang, but he is worried that it will affect her cultivation, so he can only protect his daughter by himself.

Seven days later, amidst the anticipation and anxiety of everyone, little Guo Xiang opened his eyes without warning.

"Daddy, what's wrong with you? I'm a little hungry..."

Seeing that his father, second mother and elder brother Yang were all guarding him, even the vicious and ugly big wither was standing quietly by the side, Guo Xiang asked curiously.

"Xiang'er, don't you feel any discomfort?"

Guo Mo asked softly, one hand was already on Guo Xiang's pulse.

Except for the increased internal strength, it seems that nothing has changed?

"Okay, daddy will prepare food for you right away, you and Erniang can go wash up first."

After sitting withered for seven days and seven nights, even though she was staying in the cave, Guo Xiang seemed to have been "cutting the hair and washing the marrow". Guo Mo, who was close, could faintly smell a sour smell.

With the cooking utensils brought in from outside, Guo Mo prepared a large pot of medicinal food himself, which has the effect of strengthening the foundation and nourishing the vitality.

"Wow, it smells so good. Daddy's cooking skills have improved, and he's almost catching up with mother."

After washing up, Guo Xiang changed into another set of clothes and walked over in a bouncing manner.

……

The years in the mountains are easy to pass, and the world does not realize that it is July.

"Brother Wither, we are leaving again, are you willing to leave with us, or do you want to stay here?"

Today's Guo Mo has the ability to protect this big bird. Even if he leaves the deep mountains and old forests, with Guo Mo's power and big bird's spirituality, he can naturally keep it safe and sound.

"Cuckoo-"

The big wither chirped lowly, rubbing against Guo Mo with its huge head, but caressing Yang Guo and Guo Xiang with its wings.

During these three months, Yang Guo and Guo Xiang took five snake gallbladders, but the actual effect was not as good as one.

Guo Mo knew that this was the so-called "diminishing marginal effect", and Guo Xiang's realm had also broken through to the second-rate, but his skill was not as solid as Yang Guo's.

Guo Mo also took the three of them to the "Sword Tomb".

In another time and space, the Xuan Tie Sword and the "Xuan Tie Sword Technique" belonged to Yang Guo. In this time and space, Guo Mo did not want this opportunity to change hands.

It's a pity that the black iron sword can be taken away, seeing the word "Sword Tomb", but Yang Guo has never realized the "black iron sword technique".

"Master, is this disciple too stupid? I only feel that there is a supreme martial art idea in it, but I always imitate it. I don't know where to start."

It seems that I have changed the world, even if some opportunities can be artificially created, and some opportunities may be lost forever.

"It's okay, even if you understand it, it's just a set of top-notch exercises. If you really can't see it, you can practice the 'Eight Ways of the Desert' and 'Chaoyang Sunset Palm' with peace of mind."

"When your realm is more stable, I will teach you the 'Nine Suns Divine Art' as a teacher. The snake gallbladder you take should still have some medicinal effects stored in your body, and it will be stimulated in the future."

Now that this is the case, everything can only go with the flow and not forced.

Seeing that his apprentice didn't like the black iron sword very much, Guo Mo simply stayed in the "Sword Tomb" and waited for its destined person.

Even without the Xuantie Sword and "Xuantie Sword Technique", would Yang Guo become worse?

Today's Guo Mo has enough self-confidence that Yang Guo will be better than in another time and space. As for his own daughter, Guo Mo can't see through it.

In the past three months, Yang Guo and Guo Xiang have often sparred with Da Yu, with the growth of their skills, as well as their familiarity with Da Yu's combat power and routines, the two gradually gained the upper hand in the sparring!

……

Seeing the reluctance in Dawei's eyes, everyone knew that it also wanted to leave with it.

However, when it looked back at the valley surrounded by clouds and mist, it blew twice sadly, then turned around and went back...

Chapter 333 What a joy to move the capital

Rebirth: Where Does the Sword of the Condor Shooting Return? Chapter 333 Move the Capital

At the end of July, the chrysanthemums in Bianliang City were already in bloom.

Guo Mo and his party returned to the Bianliang Palace, and first went to the Funing Palace to meet the Supreme Emperor Zhao Kuo. They hadn't seen each other for more than half a year, and the old Zhao Kuo was in good health and spirit.

"Xiaoqi, everything is ready for Bianliang City. I heard that the progress of the new imperial palace in Zhongdu City is half completed. It is enough for daily use. When do you plan to leave?"

Seeing his only son, old Zhao Kuo was always so happy and satisfied, but Guo Mo could hear the difference.

"Daddy, don't you go to Zhongdu City together?"

Guo Mo asked carefully, for fear that Zhao Kuo would give a positive answer.

"Hehe, Xiaoqi, Dad, I'm old, and I'm used to living in Bianliang City, and it's also close to the mausoleum of the great ancestor, so I plan to stay here."

"A few years ago, I had someone go to Fengshui, and I found a good place for myself. In the future, after my father and I have been around for a hundred years, please ask Xiao Qi to send me there."

Before the Song Dynasty, usually after the emperor ascended the throne, he would start to prepare to build his own mausoleum. For example, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty began to build Maoling Mausoleum when he was less than 20 years old, and it took more than [-] years to build it.

However, the emperors of the Song Dynasty did not cultivate during their lifetime, but after their death they required a "July burial", that is, no more than seven months from death to burial.

Designing Gongyi as a mausoleum area originally intended to move the capital, but Song Taizu's idea of ​​moving the capital was unanimously opposed by his ministers. Even his younger brother Zhao Guangyi dissuaded him with the reason that "the government is not in danger, and moving the capital consumes people's energy". Zhao Kuangyin could only prophesy by himself " In less than a hundred years, the people of the Central Plains will sigh."

The imperial tombs of the Northern Song Dynasty are at least permanently placed, while the imperial tombs of the Southern Song Dynasty can only be disposed of temporarily.

Beginning with Zhao Gou, the first emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty, Emperor Gaozong of the Southern Song Dynasty, the tomb concentration camp of the emperors of the Southern Song Dynasty was built at the foot of Zangong Mountain, 130 miles southeast of Lin'an.

"Zan Gong" means "Zan Ji Zi Gong", which means that the ancestral mausoleum has fallen into the hands of the Jin people, and the emperors of the Southern Song Dynasty only stayed here temporarily after their death, and moved back collectively to the ancestral tombs in Gongyi after recovering the lost land in the Central Plains.

Regardless of whether the mausoleums of other emperors will be moved or not, Zhao Kuo himself has asked someone to do a geomantic survey in advance, but it's just a survey, and he doesn't dare to have any intention to start construction in advance.

"Daddy, you've just turned 60, and you're still in the prime of life, so don't think about it."

"As for the so-called ancestral teachings, if father thinks there are any unreasonable ones, he can raise them one by one, and the son will announce the abolition or modification."

"Whether it's guilt or criticism, if other people have different opinions, just let them argue with your son."

"After all, returning the North to the Central Plains and returning to the old was completed under your leadership. Taking this opportunity to change some of the old systems, I don't think anyone would dare to stand up and criticize."

The current Guo Mo can be regarded as strong enough, even if there are different voices, it will not affect the overall situation.

Whether it is the "Huangcheng Secretary" or Yushitai, they are completely under the control of Guo Mo. Without these two, it is completely impossible to make waves across the country.

"Xiao Qi, you mean that I can design the future mausoleum according to my own preferences?"

Zhao Kuo also had this idea, but unfortunately, his inherent thinking made him just think about it in his heart.

Let me ask, who wants to stay there for a few months after death?

Who would want their mausoleum to be hastily built in dozens of days?

However, the emperors of the Song Dynasty were always frugal, and the specifications of the emperor's mausoleum had certain restrictions starting from Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin.

Moreover, they have learned the lessons of their predecessors, thinking that the magnificent imperial mausoleum will only attract the patronage of tomb robbers, and it will be bad for the bones to be exposed to the sky at that time.

"Daddy, as long as you like it, you can design it in any way you want. Even if it is a little out of the ordinary, it can be counted on your son's head. It can be regarded as his son's filial piety to you."

"Tomorrow my son will draft an order and discuss it in the 'cabinet' first. I think there should be no problem."

Guo Mo is not blindly confident. Compared with the current Song Dynasty, it is completely different from ten years ago.

It can even be said that only the name "Song" is still maintained. In essence, the core is no longer the existence of Song.

Then, it is inevitable to change some old regulations.

In fact, the subjects of the Southern Song Dynasty regarded the Northern Song Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty as one in terms of jurisprudence and emotion. Now they have really entered the Central Plains and returned to Bianliang. The original forces of the Southern Song Dynasty only accounted for about half of the court.

Besides, in the past ten years, Guo Mo's subordinates, whether in the army or in the local area, have he implemented few new policies?

Sure enough, when Guo Mo proposed the draft regulations on the construction of the imperial mausoleum, several members of the cabinet in Bianliang City passed them all without hesitation.

In the end, it was drafted by Yelu Chucai himself, and it was revealed to the world two days later.

Zhao Kuo also received the news for the first time, and he was filled with emotion when he was happy. His son is really too strong. This is the demeanor of a generation of emperors!

Immediately, Old Zhao Kuo led a servant from the Ministry of Industry, a master craftsman who was the supervisor of craftsmen, and people from Qin Tianjian, and a group of people left Bianliang City in a mighty way and went to the Mausoleum of Gongyi Emperor.

Guo Mo knew in his heart that this was done on purpose by his father, and he didn't want to see the scene of all the officials moving their capital to Zhongdu City with his own eyes.

His time has passed.

……

At the beginning of August, the wind was sunny and the sky was clear.

After the grand ceremony of moving the capital, Sangong Jiuqing, six officials, civil and military officials, under the protection of [-] "Hu Benjun", headed north with a clear banner.

In fact, as early as two months ago, the various ministries of the central government had sent their pioneers to the Central Capital City to set up their respective yamen.

Since the Minister of Rites, Cheng Yi, and the Minister of Industry, Zhao Jianda, have been staying in Zhongdu City for the past three and a half years, most of the officials of these two ministries have long been working in Zhongdu City.

After crossing the Yellow River, the land of Hebei is smooth all the way.

With the efforts of tens of thousands of prisoners of war, the Chidao from Bianliang to Zhongdu was completely repaired as early as two months ago.

In the north-south direction, six carriages can be run side by side at the same time. If a large army passes through the border, ten columns of cavalry can move quickly in parallel without interfering with each other.

Daming, Enzhou, Hejian, and Zhongdu, more than 300 miles away, more than 1 people walked for [-] days before they saw the south gate of Zhongdu City.

"This city gate will be called 'Yongding Gate' from now on—"

Next to him, there was an accompanying living roomer, who recorded Guo Mo's words, so that they could be handed over to Yousi for revision according to the order.

Outside the South City Gate, a group of civil and military officials in Zhongdu City who had already received the news, under the leadership of Minister of Rites Cheng Yi and "Jingnan" Army Commander Guo Jing, waited at the city gate early in the morning.

Originally they wanted to go out of the city for thirty miles to meet each other, but Guo Mo refused. He didn't want to mobilize people and waste people and money for these vain gifts.

Guo Mo was with the "Hu Ben" army, riding on tall horses, and everyone in the harem, led by Huang Rong, walked in the middle of the team, only the eldest son Guo Yi followed behind Guo Mo.

Guo Yi, who has already passed his 11th birthday, is becoming more and more like a gentleman. He raises his hands and throws his feet, and he is much more particular than Guo Mo, an old man.

Destined to be Guo Mo's successor, Guo Mo has already passed down the ancestral "Taizu Changquan" and "Coiling Dragon Cudgel Technique" to Guo Yi in private. As for how far he can reach in the future, it depends on Guo Yi's own good luck. and worked hard.

"Your Majesty is welcome——"

Moving the capital to Zhongducheng today was the top priority of the Song Dynasty, and everyone fell to their knees.

"Everyone's body——"

In just four words, Guo Mo didn't seem to speak loudly at all, but tens of thousands of subjects inside and outside the city gate could hear them clearly.

Guo Mo was riding on a handsome white horse today, without a single hair on his body, while Guo Mo himself was wearing a set of silver battle armor, with a scarlet battle robe draped behind him, blowing in the wind. exhibition.

The "Hu Ben" army left a thousand soldiers and took over the defense of "Yongdingmen".

Other officials and soldiers, together with those who came out of Zhongdu City to greet him, surrounded Guo Mo and his party, and continued to walk into the city.

"This city gate can be called 'Zhengyang Gate' from now on—"