After raising the emperor, he always wanted to marry me

On the night when the old miracle doctor Su Changru left the meeting angrily, he vowed to burn money to Mr. Yi to go to the underworld to file a complaint against Han Mochu.

Han Mochu and Gu Xiu drove to Langhuan Pavilion, and put incense sticks on Mr. Yi Ji.

In the Langhuan Pavilion, under the portrait of Mr. Yi Di, the incense is extremely strong. As the founding father of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Mr. Yi Di's status in the officialdom of the Great Zhou Dynasty is no less than a god.

In the early years, Han Mochu did not allow anyone to offer incense to his mentor, and this tacit prohibition was slowly lifted in the last one or two years.

In the early days, he always felt that Mr. Yi Ji was still alive, but he just didn't want to be bound by the dynasty established by him.

Living people should not receive incense and burn sacrifices.

Today, even if Mr. Yi Wei never died, he would be 110 years old now.

Looking at the fine brushwork in history books, except for the rumored Peng Zu who lived to live to 110, no one has ever seen a person who lived to [-] and still alive.

Han Mochu also gradually began to accept the fact that his mentor should no longer be alive.

Leaving Langhuan Pavilion, on the return carriage.

Gu Xiu happened to talk to Han Mochu about rebuilding the mausoleum with Mr. Yi Wei.

"Although the feng shui of Mr. Yi Wei's burial site is good, it still looks a bit shabby now. Why don't we wait for the Qingming Festival next year, and the Ministry of Industry and Mr. Yi Wei will build a Longevity Temple?"

"Mr. used to say that when a person dies, he is dead, and there is nothing left. Whether it is burning incense and offering sacrifices, drinking libations and burning money, they are all just for the living to see. The ancients said that the dead should live like things It's just a lie told by people who couldn't part with the powerful and powerful in order to enjoy the glory after death. No matter how well Mr. Yu's mausoleum is repaired, Mr. Yu is irrelevant." Han Mochu leaned on Gu Xiu's shoulder very naturally: "I have always been I feel that the kings of various dynasties spend so much money to build the mausoleum and bury all the silver in the soil, which in itself is extravagant and extravagant, and it is of no benefit to future generations."

"I know what Ziran means." Gu Xiu stretched out his arms and wrapped his arms around him, "I just feel that Ziran probably misses Mr. Yi."

"When the master was here before, I didn't feel it." Han Mochu leaned on Gu Xiu's arm, and his body swayed slightly with the bumps of the carriage: "Since the master left, I suddenly felt that there are many things that I haven't asked him. For example, the blueprints of giant ships and large offensive and defensive weapons, I still can't understand, the text in some books is too obscure, I can't understand, and the blueprints of the mines of the leylines, some places are only excavated by today's manpower , it is very difficult to accomplish, the life of the servant is also human life, and it cannot be filled in the mountains for no reason, if the husband is still there, he will definitely teach the ministers what to do is the best."

"Master, are you blaming me for my ignorance?"

"Your Majesty clearly knows that I don't mean this. As much as Mr. Yi has taught me about these things since Xiao Yi, I have taught Your Majesty. If I don't know, Your Majesty naturally doesn't know." Han Mochu sat upright from Gu Xiu's arms: "If Your Majesty really wants to Let me be a little helper, and I will make a serious order to persuade the missions gathered in Beijing to go back, and wait for them to visit the thatched cottage, so that we can raise the price of firearms."

"Master, if one day you stop being the Taifu, you should really follow my mother and concubine to do business."

"I'm not born to love money. I also want to be a world-class expert. It's just that my own wolf cub eats too much and spends too much, so I have no choice but to care about every detail." Han Mochu rubbed his hands with a smile on his face. Gu Xiu's earlobe was reddened by this sentence: "Is that so, is what I said right? Your little wolf cub?"

"Han Ziran." Gu Xiu flicked aside as if being scalded by an iron stick, and said harshly, "Don't think about it tonight!"

***

In the autumn of this year, Raksha Kingdom, which had lived peacefully with Da Zhou for decades, suddenly broke out an extremely fierce battle with Da Zhou's frontier army at the Longyou Pass.

The cause of the war was an unknown copper mountain.

When Han Mo wanted to mint new coins, the materials needed for copper and iron were naturally several times that of previous years. He had noticed two years earlier that there was a huge copper mountain in the blueprints of mines left to him by Mr. Right, it has been sparsely populated for hundreds of years, and no one knows that there are tens of millions of stones of chalcopper ore hidden there.

In order not to leak the news, let the states who want to buy the firearms be aware of it.Han Mochu didn't make a big deal about the minting of new coins, but secretly dispatched 12 laborers to Longyou to reclaim wasteland and mine in the summer.

The concentration of mineral deposits is in the first generation of Shanbei, which is adjacent to Rakshasa and only one mile away from the local boundary stone of Rakshasa.

The news of the servants starting work alarmed the defenders on the Rakshasa border, and no one would be envious when they saw the copper mine.

In just a dozen days, 30 troops were mobilized to move over, and they clashed with the surrounding troops involuntarily.

Yunrui, the guard of the Longyou Army, is Gu Xiusheng's mother Yunyao's eldest cousin. He is over fifty years old and brave and invincible.

There are many dense forests and mountains at the border of Rakshasa, and the weather is extremely cold.

At a time when the third-generation firearms have not yet become popular, and the second-generation firearms are not very suitable for fighting in dense forests, General Yunrui still took the lead. Without support from all over the world, with only 30 defenders under his command, [-] Luo The Cha army was forced to retreat to the territory of Luocha.

When the military report entered Beijing, two roads were placed in front of Gu Xiujun and his ministers.

One is to send reinforcements to go there and confront Luocha head-on, just like how they defeated Xirong and Nanzhao back then, fighting to the death.

The second is to send envoys to Rakshasa to negotiate peace with it, clarify the ownership of the copper mine, and the two places will continue to live in peace.

This matter has been debated in the court for two days, and the main battle has a tough attitude, but there are only a few generals in the faction who have family and country in mind.

Most people, including Yun Jue, the head of the Yun family, advocated peace talks first.

Anyone who cares about the imperial court knows that the money in the national treasury is slightly tight, and it is not suitable for large-scale wars with neighboring countries.Now it's autumn again, the border of Luocha has started to snow, and in two months it will be severe winter. Raksha in winter is easy to defend and difficult to attack. No one can guarantee that the victory will be delivered, and even if the battle is won, it will be severely damaged. Luyi and Haiyi are easy to prosper.

What's more, the conflict between Rakshasa and Dazhou is not that irreconcilable.

In the end, it was just for a copper mountain.

It is natural to choose not to fight a battle that can be fought or not.

This matter was discussed in the previous court for two days, and Han Mochu made a final decision that surprised even Gu Xiu.

That is, he will personally lead the mission to Rakshasa.

Gu Xiu didn't reject his request at the court, but he didn't agree immediately either.

After the morning court, no matter what Han Mochu called, he would not say a word to Han Mochu.

From morning to lighting.

Until the two of them lay side by side on the dragon bed, Gu Xiu kept his arms around his shoulders and turned his back to Han Mochu, without saying a word.

Han Mochu knew very well that Gu Xiu was angry not because he wanted to go to the peace talks, but because he cut first and played later.

"Your Majesty, it's been a few hours, and it's not so bad to lose your temper?" Han Mochu pushed Gu Xiu's shoulder, but there was still silence in return.

"Your Majesty, if you don't look back, I will put your clothes back on... I should have known..."

Before Han Mochu could finish his sentence, the little wolf cub beside him turned around with a complicated expression on his face, and the firelight in his eyes bounced when he saw the neatly dressed man.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Your Majesty really has bad intentions." Han Mochu smiled and nodded Gu Xiu's nose.

Then, his pajamas were buried under Gu Xiu's wolf claws in an abnormal way of death.

For a moment, Han Mochu even thought about setting up a monument for these unsightly clothes.

After all, they all died to coax the angry wolf cub.

"Zi Ran, do you have to go to this matter in person?" After the incident, Gu Xiu leaned his head on Han Mochu's chest and entangled his knees with his legs as much as possible.

Every time a wolf or a dog shows such a look, it is to show weakness or win sympathy.

"The Raksha people are cunning, treacherous, and most of them are brave and reckless. If I don't go there in person, I will never feel at ease." Han Mochu panted lightly to calm down his agitated emotions, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to stroke the back of the little wolf cub's head , from time to time, lightly hooked his fingers and scratched twice.

"Then I will go with you." Gu Xiu raised his head and stared at the person eagerly.

"Your Majesty, this is a peace talk, not a war." Han Mochu tenderly kissed Gu Xiu's eyebrows: "Your Majesty is a king, and kings cannot be envoys."

"You know..." Gu Xiu withdrew his gaze, sliding his finger along the pubic bone, "I'm very worried."

Han Mochu closed his eyes, grabbed Gu Xiuxiu's tricky wrist, and pulled him to his shoulder: "I promise Your Majesty that I will never put myself in danger, and put my own safety first, and I will definitely return safely." To His Majesty."

"If so, have you broken your promise?"

"The minister will let His Majesty deal with it." Han Mochu added a bargaining chip that Gu Xiu could not refuse: "Never resist."

***

The tenth day of September in the seventh year of Yongding.

At that time, the first assistant Taifu Han Mochu set off from Bianjing with [-] elite soldiers and twelve interpreters selected by Honglu Temple, all the way to Longyou Pass.

One month later, Han Mochu's mission arrived at Fulinke, the capital of Rakshasa.

On the day Han Mochu arrived, the dome-shaped city gate of Fulinke was already surrounded by soldiers and civilians.

Han Mochu took a hasty glance, the Rakshasa in October was already icy and snowy, dripping water turned into ice, but among the people who came to watch, there were even undressed and barefooted ones.

Han Mochu secretly sighed, if he was in the territory of Dazhou, not to mention the capital city of Bianjing, no matter which county road in Zhoufu saw such a person, the local officials would wait to be held accountable.

Just when Han Mochu felt quite touched.

Several people who looked like generals surrounded a noble-looking young man in white robes and greeted him in the direction of Han Mochu.

Han Mochu's gaze was instantly attracted by the young man surrounded by tens of thousands of people.

The young man was wearing an eye-catching red sable fur in the white snow. Dazzling gemstones were inlaid on the front of the sable fur, and a hair crown made of gold thread was wrapped around his head. is kind.

What is even more surprising is that although this person has long dark brown curly hair and the same short beard as the Rakshasa locals around his chin, his eye sockets are not deep and the tip of his nose is not deep. Also very rounded.

One look and you can tell it's the appearance of a Dazhou person.

Han Mochu got off his horse and stood still, General Luocha who was opposite him introduced the origin of this young man to Han Mochu with a half-smile.

"Teacher Han, the person who came to greet you today is the High Priest of the Raksha Kingdom, Mr. Nuo Xiang." The interpreter beside Han Mochu respectfully conveyed the words of General Raksha to Han Mochu.

"I've seen Master Taifu. It's been a long journey." The young man folded his hands on his chest, and bowed to Han Mochu in a standard Rakshasa bow.

Han Mochu held his arms flat, and before the interpreter could speak, he replied in an extremely fluent Raksha language: "Master Nuoxiang, you are welcome."

"Taifu Han's Raksha language is pretty good." Nuo Xiang met his eyes, and the accompanying people around him had already started exchanging credentials and postings.

"When I was young, my teacher taught me that Mr. Nuoxiang was too much." For some reason, Han Mochu found this young man very familiar no matter how he looked at it.

It's just that I can't remember for a while, where exactly I met this person.

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