After raising the emperor, he always wanted to marry me

After Princess Qingzhao got married, it was winter in Bianjing.

Before the weather was too cold, a heavy snowfall fell, and the snowflakes were like elves in the mortal world.

With the support of his uncle Han Ming, the fourth son of the emperor, Gu Yan, helped the king to do several beautiful things one after another.Everyone said that the fourth prince, Gu Yan, was going to leave the palace early to become the king, and the king even intended to be named the crown prince.

Indeed, judging from Gu Yan's age, reputation among the courtiers, and the forces behind him, he is only one term away from being the crown prince.

After sending Gu Xiu off to get married and returning, Han Mochu suddenly became interested in painting for some reason. Gu Xiuchen started to practice guns in the courtyard, and he started painting in the corridor.The gun was pointed straight at the ground, and the red cloak fluttered on his back, like a famous general of a great country commanding the three armies, he looked like Gu Xiu, but not quite like Gu Xiu.

"Your Highness, do you think the minister's painting is good?" Han Mo started to put pen to paper, and stood the painting he had just finished in front of Gu Xiu.

Gu Xiu glanced at the young man in the painting, and his heart trembled: "Master draws well, but why did you draw me?"

"Your Highness is beautiful, so I naturally want to paint it. When I turn around, I will frame this painting and present it to Your Highness as a New Year gift?"

"it is good."

"Your Highness, tomorrow is your day to sit in court again. Have you finished your homework?"

"It was over the day before yesterday."

"The ministers packed up these painting utensils, and went to see the homework with His Highness." Han Mochu smiled and packed up the brushes and inkstones in the corridor, and came to the main room where the daily lectures were given.

The homework assigned by Gu Hong a few days ago was about the use of troops in mountainous areas. The writing and content of Gu Xiu’s essays were at best quite satisfactory, and even the few essays he did a few years ago could not keep up.

"Your Highness, you have always loved the art of war. This essay is too weak, and your views are too mediocre. You are not a slack person. What happened today?"

Gu Xiu sat upright opposite Han Mochu, stretched out his left hand and spread his palm: "Master, you can punish him if you want. This strategy cannot be changed."

Han Mochu didn't say much, picked up the ruler that hadn't been used for many days, and twitched the sturdy court man's palm: "Your Highness, I know what you think in your heart, it's nothing more than arguing with the court these days. Regarding the matter of dispatching troops, do you feel that your status is embarrassing and you cannot come forward at this time?"

"Yes." Gu Xiu responded, and Han Mochu's ruler was drawn again. Gu Xiu did not hide and continued: "The sixteen tribes of Mohe were brought together by my father and my grandfather, and now my grandfather has died. Death, Mohe rebelled, Master Han wants me to remind Father and Emperor with a high-spirited speech at this time, am I the son of a sinful minister?" Gu Xiu spread his palms, his lips trembling: "If the king is angry, those who are struggling to survive in the Northern Wilderness The members of the Yun clan, and you as the young teacher, will there still be life?"

With a crackling sound, another ruler hit Gu Xiu's palm, and a horrifying swollen scar instantly bulged up.

Han Mochu put on a straight face, and asked in a cold voice, "Has Your Highness become more sober now?"

Gu Xiu spread his palms and did not answer. The force of the ruler just now was so heavy that his entire left hand and even his wrist trembled a little.

"As the prince of the country, who taught you to regard yourself as the son of a criminal minister?" Han Mochu grabbed Gu Xiu's hand, which receded from the pain, raised his ruler high, and slammed it on the scar that had just swelled: "Your Highness Do you think His Majesty is a fool? Hiding his edge so deliberately will only make His Majesty feel that His Highness is angry with him because of his grandfather's clan, and he will be even more annoyed. At that time, His Highness's clan will really be dead."

Gu Xiu gritted his teeth, and began to reflect on Han Mochu's words in his heart.

"Your Highness, do you know that it's a desperate attempt to speculate on the king's heart?" Han Mochu's ruler struck the heel of Gu Xiu's palm, and the sharp pain finally made Gu Xiu utter a sound.

Gu Xiu pursed his lips and gritted his teeth. He didn't know how many more twitches Han Mochu would have in the future, and he was never the type of Gu You who would act coquettishly to escape punishment. The teachings are engraved in my mind bit by bit.

"I just want to ask His Highness, do you want to join the army to conquer Mohe?"

"So what?"

"Since you want to, then I will let Your Highness get what you want." Han Mochu put down the ruler, and tore the policy theory into half in front of Gu Xiu: "Your Highness, please read this policy theory again. It is not finished before dinner. The minister then went hungry with His Highness."

Gu Xiu nodded while dragging his bloody palm, spread the rice paper on the small table again, and redo the strategy.

After Princess Qingzhao got married, the king, Gu Hong, seemed to suddenly feel a sense of fatherly love. He picked up a day's spare time, gathered his sons in the palace, and held a serious father-son family banquet.

The family banquet was held in Shangya Zhai in Chongning Palace. There was no one else at the family banquet, only the king Gu Hong and these princes, not even the Mr. Nanxi who accompanied him every day, and the servants who served the vegetables were also absent. Only the old eunuch Cui Shang was alone.

For such a family banquet held behind closed doors, Gu Hong let the children loosen the rules and follow the routine of the folks.

"Well, father, the imperial dining room has changed cooks? This squirrel mandarin fish dish is really delicious."

Gu You has always been an unrestrained temperament, Gu Hong asked him to relax a little, and he could relax a little, and he didn't wait for Cui Shang to wait for him to pick up vegetables in the bowl.

"Cui Shang, go and ask who made today's fish? Send it to Concubine Li's Palace to serve the sixth prince." Gu Hong seemed to be in a good mood today, and he laughed when Gu You violated the rules.

"Thank you, father, for the reward." Gu You happily put a chopstick on Gu Xiu's plate and said, "Seventh brother, try this lamb, it's fresh and delicious, tender and soft, it's better than the last time the concubine made it." That one is much tastier."

"Brother Huang, keep your voice low, be careful that Concubine Li hears you." Gu Xiu tasted a chopstick and nodded, then lowered his voice and said to Gu You.

"Yes, yes, it's a big deal for the concubine to hear."

Although Gu Xiu is still somewhat serious, he is no longer as reticent as before.It is also very calm to deal with such an occasion, and I no longer feel the embarrassment of the old palace banquet.

"I'm the only one here right now, your mother and concubine can't hear you."

The childish behavior of the two of them successfully made the king, who was already in a good mood, laugh.

"Father, please don't tell my concubine mother. Otherwise, concubine mother will twist my ears again." When Gu You said this, he rubbed his ears seriously, as if he had already felt the pain.

"Seeing that next year it will be time to discuss the state affairs, why are you still so childish? Have you thought about what you want to do in the future?" Gu Hong held back a smile and asked the old eunuch Cui Shang to put the plate of mutton on everyone's plate a chopstick.

"I have made up my mind. After I become an adult, I will leave the palace to be an idle prince, guarding my father and mother to be a filial piety!"

"Hehe, you're worthless. At what age are you so worthless?" Gu Hong frowned, and then looked at Gu Xiu who was beside him: "Xiu'er, what about you? What do you want to do in the future?"

Gu Xiu put down the stick of chopsticks in his hand, thought for a moment in silence, and then looked into Junfu's eyes seriously and said: "My son is the son of the emperor, so it's good to be able to share the worries of the emperor. Everything is decided by the emperor .”

"Ah, the fourth brother is here to share the worries of the father, so we just need to be lazy."

With Gu You's words, the atmosphere at the family banquet immediately cooled down.Gu Yan, the fourth prince who was involved in it, understood the weight of saying these words in front of the king. Gu You's words seemed to be an understatement, but in fact they were no less than roasting him on the fire.

Originally, there were already rumors in the palace, and he didn't know if those rumors had reached the king's ears. If the king heard those comments, all his meritorious deeds would become sins.

"Sixth Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? You and I are both princes, and we both want to share the worries of our father." Gu Yan tentatively said something, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw the obviously gloomy face of King Gu Hong, and his back floated up. There was a layer of cold sweat.

"Yeah, Sixth Brother, don't say that." Gu Shen, who had been silent all this time, also opened his mouth, carefully trying to change the topic: "Father, I heard that Sixth Brother has improved in his studies these days, and now it's just a joke. .”

Gu Xiu tugged on Gu You's cuff, and Gu You realized that he seemed to have slipped his words, and immediately confessed to the king Gu Hong: "Father, my son's unintentional words, please don't be angry, my son these days If you are a good student, you have already read four books."

"It's good to know that your words are wrong, and you can eat well."

Gu Hong's expression gradually eased, and everyone heaved a sigh of relief, except for the fourth prince, Gu Yan, who didn't know what to eat.

The night was dark, and the inner hall of Chongning Palace was lit. Gu Hong was buried in the mountain of government affairs, and Mr. Nan Xi stood aside to study ink with the king.

As he read more and more memorials, King Gu Hong's complexion became worse and worse. He didn't know which words at the end completely angered him. Four songs of meritorious deeds, I haven't reached seventy or eighty years old, is this going to force me to give way to the virtuous?!"

Nan Xi stood behind the person silently rubbing the temples on both sides of the king, Gu Hong patted his wrist and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I am not losing my temper with you."

"The servant knows that His Majesty is not, but the rumors in the palace are crazy now, saying that His Highness the Fourth Prince is the candidate for the crown prince, so it's no wonder that the wind is falling to one side." Nan Xi rubbed her forehead with the king, and said softly: "In the palace It has always been like this from top to bottom, whoever His Majesty values, the people in the palace will naturally fawn on them, why is Your Majesty so angry?"

"What has been rumored in the palace these days?" Gu Hong pulled Nan Xi's wrist and pulled her into his arms. Nan Xi obediently leaned against Gu Hong's chest and rubbed her head obediently.

"It's nothing more than gossip, saying that His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince is of great character, and that he will soon go to war to reappear His Majesty's former glory. When His Highness the Fourth Prince returns with the army, he will be the best candidate for the crown prince. He also said that His Majesty has already intended To make His Royal Highness the heir apparent is only one short of military merit, so this time he has the heart to send His Royal Highness to accompany the army."

Gu Hong hugged Mr. Nan Xi in his arms and fell into deep thought.

Originally, what Gu You said at the family banquet today made him suspicious, but now that he saw these memorials and the rumors in the palace, the doubts in his heart completely turned into fear.

His fourth prince is not yet 17 years old this year, and he is still a young child. How could he not know the reason why this child is so popular is that behind this child is the loyal minister Han Ming.

Over the years, he has single-handedly supported Han Ming to become his own sharp blade, which plays an important role in the court and completely obeys him.Han Ming worked hard for him, and he also gave Han Ming wealth, but now he really regrets that he should not have given Han Ming such great power.

Although those powers allow Han Ming to stand against those power ministers and families who oppose him in the court, but if one day those powers he personally bestows become a stumbling block on his way to become a king, he will not hesitate to take those powers back into his hands .

Han Ming is a powerful minister and also a relative. With the support of his king, he made the fourth prince born to his own sister stand out from the crowd in the previous dynasty. Reach out to the military?If Gu Yan's wings are full in a few years, it is unknown when he, the father of the monarch, will die suddenly. Maybe he will lose his life tomorrow if he becomes the crown prince today.

He has been the emperor for more than ten years, and he knows that the stability of the previous dynasty lies in checks and balances. He has so many sons, why does this one family dominate?

"Your Majesty, don't think about it so much. A few days ago, my servant asked the artist of Tongwen Hall and my servant to draw some small portraits. Would you like to take a look together?" Nan Xi can always take the king out of his endless thoughts at the most appropriate time. Pull back.

"Okay, I happen to be tired too."

Having got the permission, Nan Xi immediately turned around and ordered a young eunuch who walked quickly to pick up the paintings from the Tongwen Hall in the palace, but within a stick of incense, the little eunuch hurried back with four scrolls in his arms.

"Your Majesty, let's take a look. This is a picture of the four seasons painted by the servant. There are four pictures of spring, summer, autumn and winter." Nan Xi said while calling the little eunuch in the inner hall to unfold the four pictures at the same time.

The first, second and third paintings are the small portraits of Mr. Nanxi with the three gentlemen of plum, orchid and bamboo as the background, and the fourth is the picture of Gu Xiu practicing guns painted by Han Mochu.

"Strange, what's going on here? Where's my little portrait of Qiu Ju?" Nan Xi frowned, obviously displeased, and pointed to the wrong painting: "Why are you so careless? This isn't the Seventh Prince A portrait of His Highness?"

The little eunuch who was sent to pick up the painting quickly knelt down and slapped himself repeatedly: "Your Majesty, forgive me, Mr. Nanxi, the little eunuch who was on duty at night in the Tongwen Museum is a newcomer. This is probably the day before yesterday when Young Master Han sent him to the Tongwen Museum. The framed paintings, because the young master was in a hurry, and the servant never opened it to check, it was the servant's fault, it was all the servant's negligence."

"Okay, you step back."

Gu Hong waved his hand to the little eunuch kowtowing on the ground, and fixed his eyes on the portrait of Gu Xiu.Involuntarily, he recalled the glorious days when he was a teenager in fresh clothes and angry horses. At that time, he was not a few years older than Gu Xiu, and he was also dressed in such a military uniform. Knighthood.

Gu Xiu in the painting is holding a long!With a gun and a bright red cloak fluttering in the wind, it was just like the brave female general Yun Yao in his memory, who was good at fighting and had a bright smile.

At that time, they used to go through life and death together, went to battle to kill the enemy together, and galloped on the frontier together.

At that time, didn't he feel sincere towards Yun Yao?Everyone in the world says that youth is the purest in love, and he has already given Yun Yao the purest emotion in his nature.

But in the end, the deep love and righteousness of the young people was defeated by the desire for imperial power and the pursuit of power.

Gu Xiu is the child of the two of them, and has inherited the appearance and posture of the two of them. This painting is like a reincarnation, condensing the three figures of the father, mother and son into one.

"Your Majesty, I like this painting very much." Nan Xi stretched out her hand to hook Gu Hong's arm, tilted her head and leaned against him: "This painting is very similar to Your Majesty. I have heard about His Majesty's battles since I was young. I am very envious of Sifang's story, but I have never seen His Majesty wearing armor. I think His Majesty must have looked like this painting back then?"

Gu Hong frowned, stretched out his hand to caress the painting in front of him, his eyes were full of Gu Xiu's body!With a gun, the appearance of riding a horse and leading troops to kill on the battlefield.

Like him, really like him.

Gu Hong even secretly wondered, if Gu Xiu led the army, would the barbarians of the Mohe tribe think that he was still as powerful and powerful as he was when he was not old?

For a moment, regret for Yunyao, hope for Gu Xiu, and fear for Han Ming all came to mind.

The thoughtfulness of being a monarch prompted him to have an idea in his heart that he was once extremely taboo.

Five days later, Gu Hong issued an edict ordering the seventh prince, Gu Xiu, to study and serve in the King's Division Army in the suburbs of Beijing at the beginning of next month. When the recruit period expires in March, he will go out with the army.

The sixth prince, Gu You, went to Shangshu Province to study the affairs of the Six Departments, and Gu Shen, who had been living in the palace for a long time, was also sent to the province to study the affairs of the principal.

In this way, with the support of Han Ming, the fourth prince Gu Yan was firmly in the Zhongshu Province, the sixth prince Gu You was in the Shangshu Province, the third prince Gu Shen was in the province, and the seventh prince Gu Xiu was in the army.

The forces of the four parties check and balance each other, and they are neither biased nor biased.

This action without warning was undoubtedly like a thunderbolt in the previous court, slapping Han Ming and Gu Yan hard.

After the time was over, Gu Xiu ignored Gu You's complaints and walked quickly all the way back to Guiyun Palace.

"Master." Gu Xiu called out in a clear voice.

"Your Highness is back?" When Gu Xiu came back, Han Mochu was still painting, but the painting was just an ordinary meticulous peony.

"Master, today..."

"Has His Majesty allowed His Highness to go out with the army today?"

"How does master know?" Gu Xiu lost his voice, and he didn't know why his master was so predictable.

"Didn't I say that Your Highness will get his wish?" Han Mochu raised his head and smiled warmly, his eyebrows and eyes curved like crescent moons: "Your Highness, can I help you melt that box of rattan yellow?"

"Okay." Gu Xiuwu took off the cloak by himself, happily picked up the color block on the side, and helped Han Mochu to grind it: "At the beginning of the month, I will leave the palace and enter the military camp for a permanent residence. At that time, Master will take care of it."

"Your Highness, you don't have to worry about your subject, as long as you cherish yourself, don't be aggressive in everything. If you hurt yourself, I'm afraid that Your Highness the Princess will come back from Monan and kill my subject."

§Volume [-]. Ancient West Wind§