In the Wenhua Palace, Guo Yong was discussing with the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Household about giving grain and grass to the Northwest, and a small chamberlain stumbled in: "Lord Ge, the Northwest War has arrived!" ”

Guo Yong took the battle report, his face sank, he was silent, and handed the battle report to the second assistant Jia Zheng.

Jia Zheng unfolded the battle report, his hands trembled, raised his head and glared at Guo Yong: "This is the Niangzi Pass?" It's too fast, it's impossible, how could it be? ”

Guo Yong sneered: "How come? King Rong has been operating in the northwest for many years, and it is only a matter of time before he conquers Shaanxi and Shanxi. ”

Lu Zeng, the secretary of the military department, couldn't hold it back for a long time, he snatched the battle report, only glanced at it and shouted: "I'm going to see the emperor, the grain and grass in the northwest haven't been made up until now, how can this battle be fought?" ”

Jia Zheng sneered: "Lu Ge wants to see the emperor? You are a dignified soldier in the book, not only lost Shaanxi, but also lost most of Shanxi, you still ask how to fight this battle? ”

Lu Zeng suddenly sneered as if he had been splashed, and was stunned.

Guo Yong glanced at Jia Zheng meaningfully, there were six people in the cabinet, half of the emperor and half of the queen mother, and they were evenly matched. But when it comes to fighting, the Queen Mother's party is too bad.

In this regard, Guo Yong was full of confidence, he wanted to use King Rong to rebel and deal a heavy blow to the Queen Mother's party.

But he didn't expect that Shaanxi and Shanxi would be lost so quickly.

If you want to see the emperor, he can only go, you can't let Lu Zeng's temper explode pass, besides, Lu Zeng is the secretary of the military department, and the emperor will be unhappy when he sees him.

Guo Yong was not idle, and immediately asked Father-in-law Bao to go to the Yangxin Palace to spread the word, in this matter, Jia Zheng did not fight with him, the battle report must be presented to the emperor, and the emperor will be angry when he sees it, Guo Yong is the first assistant of the dynasty, who will he not go?

Guo Yong hurriedly went to the Heart Cultivation Palace, but from a distance, he saw Father-in-law Bao standing outside, and he asked, "Father-in-law Bao, does Your Majesty have a message?" ”

He was the first assistant of the court, and in the past, as long as Father-in-law Bao went in and said, Liu Ying would personally come out to spread the word, but today I only saw seven or eight chamberlains waiting outside, and I didn't see Liu Ying.

Bao Gonggong lowered his voice: "Guo Ge Lao, the Sprinkle family hasn't seen Gonggong Liu yet, the emperor is chanting the scriptures, except for Gonggong Liu, don't let anyone disturb you." ”

Speaking of this, Father-in-law Bao listened sideways and said to Guo Yong: "Elder Guo Ge, listen to the sound of this wooden fish." ”

Guo Yong pricked up his ears, and sure enough, there was a clicking sound in the hall, but it was only because the door of the hall was closed that this sound did not attract attention.

Guo Yong's cheeks trembled, and handed the battle report held in his hands to Father-in-law Bao: "Father-in-law Lao is handed over to Father-in-law Liu, and he says that 100,000 is urgent, and it must be presented to the emperor." ”

Baoxi sighed and walked to the door again with the battle report in hand. The closer it gets, the clearer the sound of the wooden fish inside, and each sound seems to knock on Bao Xi's heart.

The battle report in his hand seemed to be heavy, and he didn't dare to knock on the door, nor did he dare to make any noise.

Guo Yong saw Baoxi lying around the palace gate from a distance, and sighed in his heart.

Over the years, the emperor has become more and more aware that he should be a monk.

They waited for two hours, and when the door of the Heart Cultivation Hall opened again, the battle report was delivered.

When Guo Yong was passed in by Liu Ying, her legs were already hurting.

The emperor sat cross-legged on the futon, dressed in a monk's robe, and a pair of half-new and old shoes on his feet.

The incense in the hall is full of smoke, a few days have not come, the long tables on both sides are full of all kinds of magic weapons, six Miao Ling palace people kneel on both sides in silk clothes, the pink peach cheeks are set off by the simple and unpretentious dress to score extraordinarily enchanting.

Guo Yong gave the emperor a big salute, but the emperor did not let him be exempted from the salute as before, but put his hands together and lowered his eyes, like an old monk in his meditation, and he didn't see Guo Yong in front of him at all.

Guo Yong had no choice but to kneel like this, after all, he was over half a hundred years old, and he stood outside the door for two hours, his legs were like lead, and at this time he knelt on the cold brick floor, only feeling the pain in his knees, hoping that the emperor would let him stand up.

But the emperor remained motionless and let Guo Yong kneel in front of him.

I don't know how long it took, Guo Yong felt that his legs were no longer like his own, and a few times, he opened his mouth to remind the emperor, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them in his stomach.

After another hour or so, the emperor slowly opened his eyes, and he had already begun to participate in meditation, which in the eyes of ordinary people would take decades to cultivate, and it only took him two years to achieve.

The Emperor has always believed in the dream he had.

In the dream, he is a practitioner in the West, he is a son, he has the memory of his previous life, and he knows that hundreds of thousands of years ago, he carried the expectations of the Buddha to go down to the world, he sat on this dragon chair for more than ten years, ten years of drinking ice, cold and warm self-knowledge, this is what Buddhism said about the tribulation.

He will eventually return to the path of spiritual practice, he will become a monk, and after all the calamities, he will return to the Western world and practice with the Buddha.

"Guo Aiqing, haven't you left yet?" The Emperor's voice was high-pitched, which made him look very young.

Guo Yong had no choice but to say: "Your Majesty, you haven't seen the battle report yet. ”

"Battle report?" The emperor frowned, he had almost forgotten about King Rong's rebellion.

Liu Ying took the battle report from Guo Yong's hand and presented it to the emperor.

The emperor lazily took the battle report, and at a glance, he raised his eyelids again and looked at Guo Yong, who was still kneeling on the ground.

"You lost Shaanxi and most of Shanxi? Have you lost my country? ”

These two sentences were so sad that the emperor was moved to tears for himself.

He really went down to the mortal world, otherwise how could he have let him go through these things?

Brothers' walls, wars and strife, empty treasury, and now mountains and rivers are broken!

Guo Yong was so angry by the emperor's words that he almost fainted, he never thought that the emperor would say this.

If there were other courtiers next to him, these two words of the emperor would make him stink for 10,000 years.

He lost the emperor's country?

"Your Majesty, at the moment, the treasury is empty, and even the grain and grass for the northwest cannot be gathered, and the soldiers on the front line have no army, and now there is no grain and grass, they ......"

The gorgeous palace people wiped away the tears in the emperor's eyes with a silk handkerchief, and the emperor interrupted Guo Yong's words with a whimper: "How unfortunate I am, to go through this calamity, woo hoo lament!" ”

Guo Yong had a splitting headache, but he still stubbornly continued: "Your Majesty, the top priority at the moment is still food, grass and military salaries, and the minister has a plan......

"Since Guo Aiqing has a plan, then let's go, I want to pray for the people of the world, you kneel down."

When the Emperor finished speaking, he clasped his hands together and closed his eyes again.

It took Guo Yong a lot of effort to get up from the ground, and he limped out of the Heart Cultivation Palace, only to find that it was dusk.