Father is on top, I was wrong

Xiao Gui paused.

But seeing that his father's face was calm, his tone was light, and his attitude was as gentle as if he was talking about ordinary trivial matters.

Xiao Gui has been with him for a long time, and it is easy to see how gentle he is at the moment. It is the cold mist that wraps around the outer layer of the ice, which seems to be light, but in fact, he can touch the hard ice as soon as he stretches out his hand.

He suddenly felt blocked, but his mouth was as hard as a dead duck, "Didn't he also win? If I hadn't arrived in time, that trash Gao Shenxian probably wouldn't even be able to find his bones."

Wen Wujue: "..."

Gao Shenxian really underestimated the enemy this time, ambushing at the summit, but failed to detect in time, instead Yeqi found out the clues, outflanked him from behind, and almost lost food and died.

However, this is not the reason for Xiao Gui to send troops without authorization.

But now not only does he not have the slightest attitude of admitting his mistakes, he even criticizes others.

Wen Wujue suddenly felt that he was thinking too much,? This dog emperor has been used to playing tricks since he was a child, headstrong, impulsive and willful, how can he be a general?

He didn't speak for a long time, his face was so clear that no clue could be seen.

The calmer he is, the more Xiao Gui feels like a cat scratching in his heart. He wants to say something, but he faintly feels that it is wrong to say too much, it is better not to say it.

After a long time, Wen Wujue sighed in his heart, "The emperor, please go back,? I still have things to deal with."

Seeing his attitude, Xiao Gui became angry.

When I got angry in my heart, I didn't close the door with my mouth.

"Father Xiang just talked so much with Gao Shenxian, so he has nothing to say to me?"

Wen Wujue calmly walked behind the desk, "I really have nothing to say to the emperor."

Xiao Gui stared at him angrily, "Then you and Gao Shenxian have something to say?"

Still put your hand on his shoulder?

Wen Wujue raised his eyelids in confusion, what does this have to do with him?

He wanted to sigh again. During this period of time, he felt that he was very old-fashioned, and he sighed every now and then.

"What exactly does the emperor want to say?"

In fact, Xiao Gui didn't know what he wanted to do, so he immediately paused, his face not hesitant.

He just didn't want to see Gao Chenxian, nor did he want to see his father-in-law hugging him intimately.

Where is the country bumpkin, does he have the qualifications?

Xiao Gui strode up to Wen Wujue's side suddenly, bent down and hugged his waist fiercely, and put his head against his ear, "Anyway, I won't allow you to talk to Gao Shenxian."

Wen Wujue was caught by him suddenly, startled, and immediately sneered: "The emperor can still interfere in the private affairs of the minister?"

"I am the emperor."

Waste emperor.

Wen Wujue scolded in his heart.

"Your Majesty, as long as you have the self-consciousness of being a gentleman, you should reflect on it. It is said that there are only three things. The Emperor has played three consecutive battles without authorization, and the damage cannot be made up."

Xiao Gui said bitterly: "Gao Shenxian only knew how to raise food and grass, fighting a war is nothing but waste, Xiangfu didn't even scold him, why did he only scold me?

Wen Wujue looked at him coldly, "Shen Xian's failure to do well is due to his ability, while the emperor's is due to his attitude. Is that the same?"

In a war of words, Xiao Gui couldn't even compare to Wen Wujue's one finger.

Immediately he was speechless.

"The emperor go out."

Wen Wujue turned his head indifferently, and began to deal with official duties meticulously, without giving him a look.

Xiao Gui was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, he snorted coldly, "I won't leave, what can you do to me?"

This is rogue.

Wen Wujue sneered and shouted to the outside, "Lu Jia."

Lu Jia had been displeased with Xiao Gui for a long time, and the next moment he pushed the door open and dragged Xiao Gui out involuntarily.

Then, the two wrestled again on the empty bluestone ground in the yard.

For several days in a row, Wen Wujue didn't give Xiao Gui a good look, and also had important matters to discuss with Gao Shenxian, so they often discussed in the room.

Through this battle, Wen Wujue also noticed that Gao Shenxian's logistics management ability is very good, but he is not good at leading troops alone.

So he decided to let him take full charge of the grain and grass supervision of the army's Northern Expedition, and use Changping as a transit storage to transport all the grain and grass raised from various places to Changping, and then transfer it with the army and deploy it to various places. This will be more flexible and save some traveling.

Gao Chenxian was still worried about his failure, but instead of blaming him, the prime minister entrusted him with a heavy responsibility, and he was very grateful, and said: "The final general must do his best and live up to the prime minister's entrustment."

Wen Wujue smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "I know that raising food and grass is an errand that offends others, you can rest assured that no matter how many discounts are handed to me, I will suppress them."

Since ancient times, managing money and food has not been a good job, and it is easy for anyone to overturn.

Wen Wujue knew this well.

Gao Chenxian's heart felt hot when he heard it, and he couldn't express it in words for a while.

Xiao Gui went to the military camp early in the morning and came back, he saw Gao Shenxian's tall brown horse parked outside Xingyuan, the corners of his mouth turned down, secretly grinding his back molars.

This Gao Chenxian, sooner or later, find a chance to send him away.

Seeing him coming back, Li Ling rushed up to greet him, handed him a hot towel to wipe off, and brought him in again early.

Xiao Gui casually took a bun and bit it, stood at the door, his eyes kept glancing to the east.

But until he finished eating the buns, no one came out from the door of the East Wing.

Li Ling watched him walking back and forth at the door, frowned, thinking that he was concerned about the affairs of the barracks, so he said: "If the emperor has something to do, you can let the servants do it for you."

After hearing this, Xiao Gui felt reasonable.

Pointing to the breakfast on the table, he said: "You take this to Xiangfu."

Li Ling was taken aback for a moment.

Just for this?

"Your Majesty, the time has passed, and the prime minister probably has already eaten."

Xiao Gui pulled his face, "Go as soon as I tell you, what are you talking about?"

Li Ling lowered his eyelids dumbly, resigned to his fate, and went over early.

As he expected, when Wen Wujue saw him coming in, he was slightly taken aback, then waved his hand and said, "Thank you, Mr. Li, I've already eaten."

So Li Ling had no choice but to take it back.

Xiao Gui immediately came up and asked, "Is that Gao Shenxian still inside?"

"...Yes, the prime minister is discussing food and grass with him."

Xiao Gui's brows knit together immediately, "Then he... still has his hands on his shoulders?"

Li Ling: "..."

"The servant didn't pay attention."

Xiao Gui glanced at him coolly, "What use is there for you?"

Li Lingxin was crying, and said to himself, didn't you ask me to deliver breakfast?Where did I notice this?

Xiao Gui spun around twice in resentment, then pointed to the teacup, "Bring this tea to him, and show me carefully this time!"

Li Ling looked at the teacup and was speechless.

Prime Minister, does he need your cup of tea?

He slandered in his heart, but he didn't have the guts to speak out.

Faced with Xiao Gui's cold gaze, Li Ling had no choice but to serve tea and walk into the East Wing.

"Prime Minister, Your Majesty asked your servants to bring you tea."

He was talking, but his eyes were wandering around, but he saw that Wen Wujue was holding the pen in his hand, and there was still some distance from Gao Shenxian.

Wen Wujue finally put down the pen in his hand this time, and looked up at him strangely.

What the hell is this ancestor doing?

"Is there something wrong with Eunuch Li?" He asked lightly.

Li Ling said: "It's nothing, but the emperor saw that the prime minister was busy with state affairs, so he ordered the servants to serve you tea."

Seeing that his expression was the same, Wen Wujue let out a soft "oh".

"I naturally have tea here, so don't bother Eunuch Li."

Li Ling touched his nose, and took the tea back in a strange manner.

Xiao Gui caught him at the door, "How is it?"

"Your majesty, the prime minister is not short of food or tea, so tell me not to go there."

"Is this what I asked?" Xiao Gui said dissatisfied.

Only then did Li Ling think of it, and hurriedly said, "Oh, the prime minister is holding a pen in his hand, not resting on Gao Shenxian's shoulder."

After Xiao Gui heard it, his face turned pale.

But after a while, he had eaten several buns, but no one from there came out yet.

His complexion sank again, scratching his heart and lungs.

Suddenly, he suddenly stood up with a swipe.

Li Ling was taken aback by him, "Your Majesty?"

Xiao Gui didn't respond to him, he strode out and walked straight to the east.

Pass by the East Wing, but don't go in, just peek inside.

It was cold in the middle of winter at this time, and thick scarlet felt curtains were hung at the door, which was so tightly covered that nothing could be seen.

But a charcoal fire was lit inside, and a gap opened at the edge of the window lattice.

Xiao Gui looked through the gap, and saw two people inside, standing opposite each other, with a huge topographical map spread out on the desk.

The two talked and laughed and feasted, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

He curled his lips, slowly slid over from the window sill, and walked forward without changing his expression.

Go around the corridor and dodge into the kitchen.

The servants in the kitchen seldom had the opportunity to reply in front of the emperor, and when they saw him come in, they were all startled, and hurriedly knelt down to pay their respects.

Xiao Gui waved his hands meaninglessly, walked around the kitchen casually, took a bun in his hand, and then left boldly amidst the strange expressions of everyone.

"The emperor likes to eat pickled cabbage buns?"

"Eunuch Li took a few earlier, I think it's not enough!"

"Yes, I will do more tomorrow."

……

After Xiao Gui took the steamed stuffed bun from the kitchen, he didn't eat it, he just swayed slowly, and swayed to the door of the east wing again.

This time, Gao Chenxian finally came out from the inner room, and the two almost bumped into each other.

"...I will meet the emperor at the end." He hurriedly bent down and cupped his hands.

Xiao Gui just stared at him condensedly, didn't answer, and didn't let him get up.

After a while, Gao Chenxian finally noticed something strange, and couldn't help but ask, "What orders does the emperor have?"

Xiao Gui said coolly: "I have nothing to do, I just see that General Gao's neck looks good, so I can't help but let you bend it for a while."

Gao Chenxian: "...?"

What kind of reason is this.

Wen Wujue couldn't stand listening inside, so he lifted the curtain and came out, glanced coldly at Xiao Gui, and said to Gao Shenxian: "You go down first."

Gao Chenxian walked away immediately as if he had received an amnesty.

Xiao Gui watched him roll away as if fleeing, and his mood immediately improved a lot.

Looking back, he saw Wen Wujue's eyes were piercing, and felt guilty for a while.

But he was very obedient, and immediately changed the subject, "I suddenly remembered that I have something to ask my father."

Wen Wujue didn't know his ghostly thoughts, he just didn't want to expose it.

He didn't look at him, and went straight back into the room.

Xiao Gui followed behind, like a slick weasel, "Didn't Xiangfu say that he would attack Hongjing Mountain at the end of the month? Why didn't I see you calling the generals to discuss matters?"

After hearing this, Wen Wujue remembered his previous plan.

Because of the entanglement of the Hulu, the general was trapped in Linyong City and could not get out. Later, because Xiao Gui went out to fight without authorization, seven or eight thousand cavalry were lost.

It's good that Xiao Gui didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, Wen Wujue's flesh hurts again.

"Isn't this thanks to the emperor? Eighty percent of the elite cavalry was lost, so why fight King Ning? Let alone Beiyan, who has a strong army and horses."

Xiao Gui frowned, but his mouth was still firm, "Later, we won more than 5000 war horses, and the training will be enough."

Wen Wujue asked with a half-smile: "Has the emperor trained yet? Seeing that the emperor has nothing to do all day long, I thought the world was peaceful."

Xiao Gui was annoyed by being blocked by him, but he couldn't refute it.

"If you don't tell me, how would I know?"

"Isn't it the emperor's duty to train soldiers and horses? Do you still need to talk about it?"

Wen Wujue's usual gentleness broke into scum in front of Xiao Gui, and he didn't want to pick it up. This dog emperor won't understand people's words if he doesn't show some color.

After being scolded by him, Xiao Gui walked out of the yard sullenly, getting angrier as he thought about it, and rode his horse straight to the barracks.

The plan to attack Hongjing Mountain at the end of the month was finally delayed, and the delay lasted for a month until the winter solstice approached.

As the saying goes, the winter festival is as big as the year, and there are no ancestors without returning.

Counting nine solar terms, the impoverished Linyong City gradually became lively. Every evening, all the officials in Xingyuan hurried home, busy with ancestor worship and other matters.

This is a traditional festival here, and Wen Wujue is also very open-minded, so he doesn't keep them any longer and lets them go back.

Wen Wujue was the only one in the Wen family, and he wasn't that interested in worshiping his ancestors. When Wen Bo asked him how he planned to live, he just said to make some dumplings and sit around and eat together.

The goose feathers and heavy snow are fluttering and falling, and the sky is white, and the sky is extremely pure.

In the huge Xingyuan, all the officials went home for the festival, and it was lonely and deserted.

Wen Wujue enjoyed this rare moment of tranquility very much, so he stood on the porch watching the snow in a fur coat.

Lu Jiashang is a teenager at heart, and he is not afraid of the cold. He is having a great time playing with snow in the yard, and he has built a row of snowmen.

Those snowmen are all white and delicate, but they are also very seductive.

After a while, Wen Bo finished his work in the kitchen, and came up with hot dumplings, calling them to wash their hands and eat.

"Lu Jia, you've been playing all morning, why don't you go wash your hands!"

"Prime Minister, it's cold outside, you're not feeling well, go inside quickly."

Wen Wujue nodded, opened the door curtain graciously and went in, and stretched out his hand over the coals to dry it.

The three of them sat around one place, and in this turbulent northern border, there was a bit of a rare sense of ordinary human fireworks.

While eating, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then the door curtain was lifted, and the cold wind rushed in immediately.

Wen Bo turned his head to look, and was about to reprimand the person who sneaked in without warning, but he didn't think it was the little emperor.

Wen Wujue also raised his head, stunned for a moment.

After being scolded by Wen Wujue last time, Xiao Gui stayed in the barracks and didn't come back at night. Later, Li Ling followed him to the barracks to serve him, and he hadn't seen him for a month.

I don't know if it's because the light in the room is dim, or because the armor on Xiao Gui's body is too thick, why does Wen Wujue feel that he has lost weight?

After the cheeks were thinned, the profile of the face was tightened, making the facial contours more profound and the bridge of the nose straight.

Xiao Gui's gaze fell on Wen Wujue, and he said in a deep voice after a while, "Where is Xiangfu eating dumplings? Is there any share for me?"

Before Wen Wujue could speak, Wen Bo first smiled.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, this old slave only served three people, so I really didn't know you were coming."

Without even looking at him, Xiao Gui took off his armor and walked straight to Wen Wujue's side.

He and Lu Jia were originally next to each other, but Xiao Gui wanted to get in and squeeze in.

Lu Jia had no choice but to stare at him, and moved a short pier by himself.

"Father, I want to eat."

Wen Wujue didn't know why this ancestor came at this time, he sighed helplessly, and moved his bowl to him.

As soon as Wen Bo saw him, he jumped. Finally, the prime minister has a good appetite today, so he can eat more. Why is this dog emperor making trouble again?

Xiao Gui took Wen Wujue's bowl and chopsticks, ate a dumpling contentedly, and praised without hesitation: "Who made this dumpling? It's pretty good."

Wen Bo snorted, "Of course what this old slave did is not bad."

Xiao Gui nodded, and said with a serious face: "Then make another pot tomorrow."

Wen Bo: "..."

I can't kill you.

Xiao Gui picked up one of the chopsticks, handed it to Wen Wujue's mouth in a doggy manner, and said, "Father Xiang, eat it."

Wen Wujue took a step back in a hurry, and said lightly: "Forget it, the minister is full, the emperor can eat."

"You lied to me?" Xiao Gui scooped up the bowl, looking at the quantity, he knew he hadn't eaten much.

Wen Wujue said without changing his face, "I have no appetite."

"Why don't you have an appetite again?"

Xiao Gui frowned, thinking that he didn't like greasy food, so he turned to Wen Bo, "Go, get some wild vegetables."

Wen Bo was puzzled, "Why do you get wild vegetables?"

"My father wants to eat."

Wen Bo: "?"

When did the prime minister say he wanted to eat?

Wen Wujue didn't want to bother Wen Bo any more, so he could only say, "Forget it, I'll eat dumplings."

Xiao Gui persisted in disgust and said: "Just now you said you don't want to eat, what's your temper?"

He had a bad mouth but was very honest in his hands, he picked up a dumpling and fed it to Wen Wujue.

Wen Wujue opened his mouth helplessly, and took a bite like Xiao Gui was holding his chopsticks.

Xiao Gui: "Can't you swallow it in one gulp?"

He chewed slowly for a while before saying: "No."

Xiao Gui: "..."

Xiao Gui grabbed one for himself in front of Wen Wujue, and ate it in one bite.

Wen Wujue, on the other hand, took his time, eating one dumpling could make three of them.

The few dumplings in the bowl took a long time to bottom out.

The winter solstice of the year is spent in a bowl of hot dumplings. The courtyard is covered with snow, but the house is warm and peaceful.

After eating, Wen Bo decided to go to the mountain to worship his ancestors.

He is an old man of the Wen family, and he has a deep affection for the ancestors of the previous generation of the Wen family. Although the grave of the Wen family ancestors is not here, he is in a foreign land, so he can only worship facing his homeland.

Wen Wujue had no interest in worshiping ancestors, so he asked Lu Jia to go with him, so that he could take care of him.

After the two of them left, only Wen Wujue and Xiao Gui were left looking at each other.

"The emperor won't go back to the barracks?"

Xiao Gui raised his eyebrows, "Father Xiang drove me away?"

"The emperor does as he pleases, the minister has no right to control."

Wen Wujue simply had nothing to do, so he found a lotus blue twill crane cloak, and put it on himself in a leisurely manner, thinking that it was very windy and snowy outside, he took a felt straw hood from the bottom of the box.

Xiao Gui watched him busy for a while, and asked, "Where is Xiangfu going?"

"Appreciate the snow."

Xiao Gui looked disgusted: "What rewards does Xue have?"

Wen Wujue tidied up his coat and hat slowly, and said, "How can you know the joy of fish if you are not a fish?"

What about fatty fish and fish?

Xiao Gui had a headache from hearing it, can't he speak human language?

But seeing that Wen Wujue had already left the gate of Xingyuan, he quickly chased after him, "I'm going too."

Wen Wujue was speechless, "The emperor won't go back to the barracks?"

He didn't want to go with this ancestor, it was really a shame.

It's a pity that Xiao Gui couldn't understand the other party's retreat, "What's the hurry? The army camp is there, and I can't run away."

Wen Wujue was persuasive and persuasive, "The emperor's cavalry must train quickly, if they fail in one day, they will fall back in three days."

Xiao Gui sneered: "Father Xiang is lying to ghosts? I don't know about my own cavalry?"

He took two steps forward and grabbed his waist, "Or does Xiangfu not want me to follow?"

Wen Wujue: "..."

If you can't lie, forget it.

Just follow along, just treat it as a burden that cannot be shaken off.

It's a pity that this burden can talk, and it is noisy all the way.

Wen Wujue pretended not to hear it, and walked eastward all the way. He remembered that there was a plum grove two miles away. When he came from Changping, he glanced at it and was very surprised.

In the wind and snow, the two walked for a long time, the snow layer under their feet creaked and creaked.

But I don't know if Wen Wujue remembered the wrong direction, walked almost three miles, and didn't see any Meilin, but Wen Wujue was exhausted.

His feet were frozen in the snow and he lost consciousness, and almost went limp.

Xiao Gui grabbed his wrist and said jokingly, "Father Xiang doesn't need to perform such a grand ceremony."

Wen Wujue felt pain in his hands, so he patted him, and said angrily, "Don't push so hard."

"So squeamish, Xiangfu can go?"

Wen Wujue secretly scolded himself for miscalculation, for overestimating the endurance of this body.

Xiao Gui squatted down, "Come on, I will carry you on my back."

Wen Wujue hesitated for a moment, and after struggling in his heart for a moment, he decided not to be brave and lay down on the ground.

The snow fell more and more heavily, almost blurring his vision. Wen Wujue lay on Xiao Gui's body, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a disheveled beggar, hunched over, curled up in an alley.

Xiao Gui paused, obviously seeing it too.

His heart tightened, and he whispered to Xiao Gui: "Your Majesty, give him some money."

I don’t go home during the winter solstice, so I think I’m really homeless.

He sighed. In the period of backward productivity, human life is thinner than paper, which is true.

After walking for a long time, the two finally found Merlin.

It's a pity that this plum grove is actually a private garden, surrounded by a circle of fences.

Wen Wujue got off Xiao Gui, walked up to the river bridge not far away, watched the plum blossoms blooming in the garden from a distance, neither could touch nor smell them.

A white run.

It's a pity for Wen Wujue, but Xiao Gui sneered: "I still think of it as some peerless plum forest, but that's all."

He suddenly remembered something and asked, "Father Xiang really wants to see it?"

Wen Wujue tilted his head and looked at him with searching eyes, "Is there a good place for the emperor?"

Xiao Gui nodded, "It is true. In the mountain behind the military camp, there is a wild plum grove. The plum blossoms are like fire. On weekdays, when the wind direction is right, you can smell the fragrance."

Wen Wujue saw that he didn't look like a liar, so he said, "But there are no horses now."

"Go back to Xingyuan."

Wen Wujue deeply felt that his feet could no longer support him to go back, could Xiao Gui continue to carry him back.

After thinking for a moment, he said: "How about the emperor go back and ride over here, and I will wait here."

Seeing that the surrounding world is vast at this moment, Xiao Gui frowned and said, "Are you here alone?"

Wen Wujue smiled and said, "Could there be anything else?"

In the end, Xiao Gui went back to fetch the horse, while Wen Wujue walked to the bottom of the bridge and sat on a dry stone waiting for him.

Without the walking stove beside him, he suddenly felt a little cold on his body.

Wrapping the collar of the crane cloak tightly, he sat bored.

This place is only a few miles away from Xingyuan, with Xiao Gui's foot strength, it should be very fast.

The surroundings were extremely silent, snowflakes were fluttering, a grain of cotton-like light snow drifted into the bottom of the bridge, Wen Wujue reached out to catch it, and watched it gradually melt in his hands, turning into a trace of water.

Suddenly, he felt a slight shiver on the back of his neck.

A sense of danger for no reason made him freeze.

The next moment, his body was pulled back uncontrollably and fell to the ground, his eyes turned black.

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