"It turned out to be King Zhao in person, and I was fortunate to be happy—"

Meng Gong first hugged his fists and saluted Wan Yankang, and his two eyes began to look at Wan Yankang in front of him.

The "Dunwu Army" has been stationed in Yinzhou City for some time, and as its closest neighbor, the Meng Communist Party certainly knows something about the Zhao King stationed in Kangcheng.

It's just that no amount of information is more intuitive than face-to-face observation, and he seems to know the reason why His Royal Highness King Yan asked him to come over.

"Haha, Meng Dutong is a big name, and Xiao Wang is also thunderous! As Brother Guo said, Meng Dutong is the first general under King Yan, and in the eyes of Xiao Wang, he should also be the first general of the Great Song Dynasty——"

Regarding the origin and experience of the Meng Gong, Wan Yankang has certainly done his homework in advance.

How can the side of the so-called couch allow others to snore?

These two neighbors who have been in Western Xia for so long, although it is the first time they have met, they have really been friends for a long time.

After Meng Gong and Zhang Shijie greeted Yan Kang, they accompanied them in a regular manner, and the two of them also ate and drank for a long time, and came to the small flower hall to be regarded as a pure accompaniment.

"Brother Wanyan, I didn't expect you to come to Guo's Luoyang City in your spare time, not to mention anything else, how about tasting this "hero drunk"? Shijie, you're in charge of pouring the wine—"

There was something to do with the disciples, and when they heard the master's instructions, Zhang Shijie filled a bowl for Wan Yankang, Guo Mo and Meng Gong respectively.

Zhang Shijie is Guo Mo's eldest disciple, and now the second disciple Wu Nantian, the third disciple Hu Yande, and even the fourth disciple Haji have started to drink, but this eldest disciple does not drink at all.

It's not that he can't drink, but he must always keep a clear head, especially in front of the army and the master.

"Good wine, 'hero drunk'? What a name - Brother Guo, how is this wine made? My younger brother has also drunk a lot of fine wine, but it has never been so clear, mellow and fragrant."

After Yan Kang tasted it first, after admiring it, he picked up the wine bowl and drank it all.

When he arrived in Luoyang City, especially after seeing Guo Mo, Wan Yankang was 10,000 relieved of his safety, and he would not suspect that Guo Mo would poison him in wine.

In Wan Yankang's opinion, if Guo Mo wants to be unfavorable to him, he is afraid that he can kill him with a palm of his hand, and he can't afford to waste such fine wine.

"Haha, Brother Wanyan thinks it's delicious, so I'll drink two more bowls, but this wine is not easy to brew, I heard that a five-pound jar like this can only produce a thousand jars per month."

"Wine is good wine, but the consumption is a little large, such wine can be sold for at least fifty taels of silver per jar in order to recover the capital, I'm afraid the sales will not be able to rise."

Guo Mo also took a sip lightly, and said with some sighs, as if he was worried about such a good wine, but he couldn't let more wine lovers taste it.

"Fifty taels of silver?"

Even if he was prepared, Wan Yankang was also taken aback by Guo Mo's offer.

You must know that even the best liquor in Western Xia rarely sells for twenty taels of silver in a jar of ten catties, and this "hero drunk" is actually five times its price?

Zhang Shijie wasted no time in filling a bowl of Wanyankang again, clear and sweet, overflowing with wine, whether it is color, fragrance, or taste, it is the only one seen in Wanyankang's life.

"Brother Guo, I wonder if this kind of wine can give me 300 jars a month? But I am afraid that there is not enough gold and silver, can I exchange it for cattle, sheep or horses?"

After drinking such wine, Wan Yankang seemed to be able to predict that it would be difficult to swallow those cloudy wines from now on.

"This...... Brother Wanyan, you have given me a big problem, the output itself is insufficient, and you have to go to 300 altars every month all of a sudden."

"Well, who told you that I am an old acquaintance, even for the sake of the child, I can't refuse your request, right?"

"Brother Wanyan can come to congratulate me on my wedding gift, just rush to this point, this time I will give you fifty altars to take back, and in the future, the supply of three hundred altars per month, you can go directly to Yinzhou Mengdutong to get it."

"Haha, thank you Brother Guo Gaoyi-"

Wan Yankang's eyes flashed with two fine lights.

He asked for three hundred jars of wine a month.

Of course, he didn't drink it himself, some of it was used to entrap the arrogant soldiers under his command, but more of it was that he wanted to make a deal with Mongolia and Western Xia.

In the past few years, Wan Yankang's army, in the territory of Western Xia, even Xia resisted Mongolia on the surface, and secretly had no less transactions with the Mongols, maintaining a delicate balance.

Guo Mo didn't pay attention to Yan Kang's little ninety-nine, which originally cost less than one or two silver, but he was stunned and sold it for fifty times the price.

If they are exchanged for cattle, sheep or horses, the cattle can be rented or sold to cultivate the land, and the sheep will naturally improve the people's food, and the good horses will remain in the army, and the few that can be sold in the horse market can be sold.

In the past few years in Luoyang, Ma Zheng has been doing well, and hundreds of horses are being sold every day in the horse market in the east of the city, and the price is much lower than that in Lin'an.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors.

"Brother Guo, I don't know what your purpose is in sending Meng Dutong into Yinzhou City? If there is anything that needs the cooperation of the younger brother, you can just tell it in person."

After a few bowls of wine, Wan Yankang gradually let go.

This time, he took the risk to come to Luoyang City, not really to congratulate Guo Mo, but to ask Guo Mo face-to-face for a truth.

Many years ago, he knew that Guo Mo was going to take the land east of the river, and at the same time pointed out a "clear road" for him, so that he could go to Western Xia.

Several years have passed, and sure enough, Guo Mo's army did not embarrass the army under his command, but to a large extent, helped contain the Mongol army in Western Xia.

Now, Guo Mo's strongest "Dunwu Army" is actually stationed in Yinzhou City, so what will be the next move?

"Hey, don't hide it from Brother Yan, Xixia's family business, in fact, is strongly opposed below, not because of dislike of the other party's appearance as "Princess Yincheng", but because Xixia's burden is too heavy."

"The meaning of the lord of the Western Xia is obvious, and now he has not yet married, so he has sent the defense of Yinzhou over. After you get married, maybe you'll throw some more baggage?"

"If the lord of the Western Xia Kingdom feels that he is too tired to guard the Western Xia one day, and directly entrusts the entire Western Xia land, do you say that I will not be exhausted to death?"

"Therefore, now my Great Song has no choice but to tighten his belt and save money to recruit more sergeants, and it is expected that in a year, the size of the "Dunwu Army" will expand to 100,000 people."

"In this way, it may be barely able to meet the demands of the Western Xia Lord, but if it doesn't work, I will have to send another 100,000 "Jingnan Army" over."

Threats, naked threats.

Meng Gong and Zhang Shijie next to him didn't dare to laugh when they heard this, and endured it beside them.

Guo Mo said very slowly, and there was even a strong dissatisfaction in it, co-authoring Xixia was sending him the pole to give him the territory, and Guo Mo was not willing to take over?

Wan Yankang's heart sank completely.

The current situation has gradually become clearer.

The Dajin Kingdom was already declining, and the Mongols had retreated from Hebei, but they immediately wanted to find a breakthrough from Western Xia.

The Western Xia could be regarded as holding on to several important cities, and the actual area under their control was only one-third of the original.

Where should he go after he finishes his life?

"Hehe, His Royal Highness King Yan said with a smile, if you have 100,000 'Dunwu Army', it will be more than enough to sweep the entire Western Xia."

"The younger brother is now with the remnants of the defeated army, temporarily living in the land of Cannes projectiles, His Royal Highness King Yan is majestic and strategic, I don't know if I can give me some guidance, what should the younger brother do next?"

understood Guo Mo's intentions, Wan Yankang no longer called him "Brother Guo", and directly called "His Royal Highness King Yan".

A few years ago, it was in the Iron Gun Temple in Jiaxing that Guo Mo's "heartfelt words" turned out to be really good words.

Wan Yankang would not have thought that Guo Mo was a real "prophet of the unknown", but felt that Da Song must have a powerful intelligence organization in his hands, which could completely control things thousands of miles away in his own hands.

Now that he is like this, lowering his posture and asking Guo Mo for a "way to live", why not ask the other party's attitude towards him?

Guo Mo didn't answer Yan Kang immediately, but took a shallow sip of "hero drunk".

"Brother Wanyan,

Do you really want to hear my advice?"

"Of course, it's not a secret, this trip to Luoyang, one is to congratulate His Royal Highness King Yan, and the other is to ask His Highness for a way to settle down, and I hope His Royal Highness will give advice——"

After Yan Kang said, he got up from the table and respectfully saluted Guo Mo.

"Okay, if Brother Wanyan's words are true, then Guo will tell you."

"Reorganizing the Great Song Dynasty and unifying the United States has always been the wish of Guo and all the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty. Since the death of the Tang Dynasty, in the past few hundred years, there have been many countries and conquests against each other, and it is still the thousands of people in the world who have suffered."

"Guo Mo is not talented, he wants to lead the heroes under his command, end the hundreds of years of separation, and there is no longer any distinction between the Great Song Dynasty, the Jin Kingdom, and the Western Xia, I don't know if Brother Wanyan can understand what I mean?"

Guo Mo said very sincerely, similar words, he also said in the army, the earliest was when the "Dunwu Army" was just established.

Even so, listening to Meng Gong and Zhang Shijie's ears again, he still felt full of enthusiasm, and he couldn't wait to get on the horse and raise his gun now to charge for Guo Mo.

"This ...... His Royal Highness King Yan has good ambitions and good spirits, but it is better to have more in the next place——"

Wan Yankang's words were not to compliment Guo Mo, but completely from the bottom of his heart.

Just imagine, when he was still thinking about how to live, the other party already had more than 200,000 elites, and Da Song, who had huge manpower and financial resources, was behind him.

It seems that only Mongolia can compete with this advantage, right?

So, what kind of role should I be in the middle of this?

In the end, what will happen to him?

"If you understand the meaning of His Royal Highness King Yan, then my subordinates can only face the fate of being destroyed?"

Becoming a king or defeating a villain, since ancient times, there is only one strong person who can really laugh to the end.

"Haha, that's not necessarily the case, just look at how Brother Yan chooses-"

Guo Mo finally drank the wine in the bowl, today was his wedding day, but no one dared to pour him wine, and he didn't drink a few bowls at the end of the night.

"Oh, I wish I could hear it—"

Wan Yankang's eyes widened, and even Meng Gong and Zhang Shijie looked at Guo Mo intently, wanting to hear what advice he would give Wan Yankang.

"Actually, Brother Wanyan still has a lot of choices, and there may not be only one way to perish."

"In addition to Western Xia, there is Western Liao to the west, Tubo to the southwest, Mongolia to the north, and even a wider Europa through the Western Regions, and a vast territory across Mongolia to the north, but it is just a little barren."

"If Brother Wanyan has this mind and perseverance, he can kill the past and establish a foundation."

"Of course, the best place in the world is still where the Great Song Dynasty is located, and Hebei, Guanzhong, Xixia, and Lingnan will develop in the future."

"If Brother Wanyan wants to stay in Xixia and has a heart of unification, Guo is also willing to fulfill you. Except for the Silver State, you can fight for it as much as you can."

"It doesn't matter if you destroy the Western Xia or drive out the Mongols, but there is a request below."

Hearing that Guo Mo could still tolerate his domination of Western Xia, Wanyan Kang's already cooled heart became excited again.

"His Royal Highness King Yan has any requests, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it—"

In the territory of Western Xia, the Western Xia army was naturally not in the eyes of Wan Yankang, and the only thing he was afraid of was the Mongolian army.

However, the Mongol army is small in number, and secondly, it has to deal with the Western Xia army at the same time, plus the Mongolian army fights on several fronts, and I am afraid that it will have to deal with the Song army in Hebei in the future.

Therefore, Wan Yankang felt that he should have the opportunity to go to the other party's Mongol army in Western Xia.

"My request is very simple, that is, if you really become the king of Western Xia, Guo'er must be your only heir—"

"You—"

Wan Yankang stood up angrily.

Let him finish Yan Kang's life and death, go to expel the Mongols, and destroy the Western Xia of the party members, but in the end he will hand over the throne to Yang Guo.

Although Yang Guo is also his son, his current surname is Yang, he is a Song person, and he is the apprentice of His Royal Highness King Yan of the Great Song Dynasty.

If you give the throne to Yang Guo in the future, what is the difference between giving everything to Guo Mo?

"What, Brother Wanyan thinks this condition is too much? As far as I know, although Brother Wanyan has had several daughters-in-law in the past few years, it seems that he only has two daughters under his knees now, right?"

"Even if I have another son in the future, do you think I, who is a master, will not be able to take down Western Xia for my apprentice?"

Yes, now it is Guo Mo who is giving him advice to Wanyan Kangti, whether he listens to him or not, but he can't influence what Guo Mo does.

"His Royal Highness King Yan's words, I have remembered them below, but this matter is very important, and it is related to the lives of tens of thousands of brothers under my command, and I still need to go back and think about it in the long run."

"However, we said earlier that the matter of 300 altars of "hero drunkenness" per month must be fulfilled."

Guo Mo gave Wan Yankang a few ideas, but unfortunately, none of them were the ones he was now who could accept them willingly, so he had to retreat to the next best thing and talk about "hero drunk" first.

"Haha, that's of course, land grabbing is land grabbing, and business is business. If Brother Wanyan's path is wide enough to get more horses, cattle and sheep, maybe I can let them increase their production a little more, I don't know."

In the face of Yan Kang, Guo Mo already has enough strength and self-confidence, it depends on how you choose.

Even if the worst happens, it's just a matter of adding more trouble.

Wan Yankang left, getting what he wanted to know, but it was not the result he wanted.

Guo Mo did not break his promise, and the next day he sent someone to send fifty jars of "Hero Drunk" as a thank you for coming to congratulate Yan Kang.

By the time Guo Mo walked out of the Little Flower Hall, it was almost the second watch, and the people who drank Yan had already dispersed, and someone had arranged their residence.

"Master, it's not too early, it's time for you to go to the Autumn Heart Garden."

Seeing Guo Mo standing there stunned, Zhang Shijie reminded in a whisper beside him.

Zhang Shijie will be seventeen years old soon, and at this age in the Great Song Dynasty, marriage and childbirth abound.

However, Guo Mo's requirements for being a master are very strict, but at the age of eighteen, he is not allowed to get involved in the private affairs of his children.

Of course, Zhang Shijie was dedicated to the art of war and martial arts, especially not long after he led the Yanwang Guards, he didn't care about it, and he didn't meet the right person.

However, he has been following his master for a few years, and he has more time with his wife Huang Rong, and in his eyes, only his wife and master are a pair of beautiful people made in the world.

It's a pity that the identity and status of the master determine many things, and they are not something that he can fully control, even if it is his own marriage.

Today's bride Li Mochou and Zhang Shijie are also very familiar, I can't say whether I like it or not, but I always feel that something is missing when I compare it with my wife Huang Rong.

"Autumn Heart Garden", an independent courtyard in the back house, also has two sizes, more than a dozen houses, and an independent small garden.

The name was obtained by Guo Mo, and Li Mochou's sorrowful character was separated, and Li Mochou also liked it very much, as today's cave house and Li Mochou's residence in Yanwangfu in the future.

There are not many people living in the "Autumn Heart Garden", the four maids live in the front yard, but the little dragon girl's room is arranged in the backyard.

The four servants who are in charge of serving here come to work during the day and have their own accommodation at night.

"Qiu Xin Yuan" is not far from Huang Rong's residence, only a dozen zhang away, Guo Mo came from the small flower hall, and happened to pass by Huang Rong first.

Guo Mo hesitated for a moment, but still advanced to Huang Rong's residence, "Red Rain Pavilion".

This is also Guo Mo's handiwork, Xu grew up on Peach Blossom Island since he was a child, Huang Rong has a special preference for peach blossoms, so he planted more than a dozen peach trees in the yard.

In the past few years, every peach blossom season, the garden is full of fragrance.

After that, the flowers fall firmly, and the wind moves, and the pieces are scattered, like red rain, and red rain is another name for peach blossoms.

Therefore, Guo Mo took the "Red Rain Pavilion".

The name is just a name.

From a distance, this is three courtyards side by side, and the "Red Rain Pavilion" is also the largest in the middle.

Li Mochou's "Autumn Heart Garden" is on the right-hand side, but it is the smallest.

On the left-hand side, there is an independent courtyard, although it is also two-in, but the area is larger than the "Autumn Heart Garden".

It's just that the black door is still empty, and there is no name for the time being.

Everyone knows that this is to be reserved for the "Silver City Princess" of Western Xia.

In fact, Guo Mo had the intention to let Li Mochou live here, and according to the order of entry, Li Mochou could naturally live here.

After Li Mochou found out, she was full of emotion, but she politely refused, she didn't want to bring unnecessary trouble to Guo Mo because of these trivial things.

It's just a place to live, and it's not Li Mochou's style, as long as she can have a place in Guo Mo's heart, it's enough.

The lights were on in the "Red Rain Pavilion", and the figure of Huang Rong was reflected in the window, as if she was holding a book in her hand and reading a book under the lamp.

Guo Mo pushed the door and locked it from the inside.

"Rong'er, it's me—"

"Brother Mo, why are you here? ——」

The voice was a little abrupt, and Huang Rong's surprise and surprise could be heard.

"Tonight is the candle in the cave room between you and your second sister, you better hurry up—"

didn't wait for Guo Mo to answer, and then heard Huang Rong's voice again.

"I ......"

Guo Mo wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to speak.

"Go quickly, when the cave is in the room, the bride will be angry if she waits for a long time, and I am also sleepy, so I will fall asleep."

Immediately afterwards, I heard the sound of footsteps in the house, and then the burning candle was blown out by Huang Rong.

"Ah, okay."

As a human being in two lives, Guo Mo has never encountered a situation like today.

He suddenly regretted a little, why didn't he drink with everyone just now, if he was drunk now, maybe it would be better than being sober like this, right?

At the door of "Autumn Heart Garden", there are two big red lanterns, which are much smaller than those in Yanwang's Mansion, and they are also very low-key, far less public.

"Your Highness—"

As soon as I walked to the door of the "Autumn Heart Garden", there were two maids standing there, constantly stomping their feet and looking out from time to time.

"Why are you still waiting here on such a cold day? Let's go back to the house."

"Slaves are not cold, slaves are ......."

Maybe it was because he had just been sent to the Yan Wang's Mansion, and when he heard Guo Mo's approachable words, he didn't know how to reply for a while.

Guo Mo also understood their embarrassment, so he simply didn't say anything and walked straight inside.

After passing through the second gate, I came to the back house of "Autumn Heart Garden", even under the eaves of the porch, it was full of red.

After all, this is where the cave house is located, and all the furnishings are arranged by Huang Rong.

The east wing on the right hand side is the residence of the little dragon girl, the house is dark, maybe she has already slept, and the middle room, the door is hidden.

Guo Mo took a deep breath again and smiled bitterly, now that the matter is over, he still can't believe that all this in front of him is true.

Pushing open the door, a warmth hits, and there is a surging fragrance.

Guo Mo casually closed the door, took two steps to the east bedroom, opened the curtain and entered.

Two arms-thick red oil wax are burning enthusiastically, and there is the sound of lights beeping from time to time.

The red bed curtain, Li Mochou was also red, and he was sitting there quietly.

She didn't hear the footsteps in the yard, but she heard the sound of the door being opened and closed, and she knew that it was Guo Mo who came.

The mood that was originally calm suddenly became tense.

At this time, Li Mochou, where does he still look like he is decisive in killing on weekdays? The mind is full of what the eldest sister once said to her, and the maid secretly stuffed it last night

Give her that little picture album with no beginning or end.

Guo Mo walked over and gently lifted the hijab from Li Mochou's head.

The jade man is in front, with a pink face and red lips, eyebrows divided into the sun and the moon, and his eyes turn to autumn waves.

"Don't worry—"

"Brother Mo—"

......

Makeup mirror Zhu Yan borrowed jade lotus,

At the beginning, the eyebrows are brushed with double moths.

Yunying old blue bridge about,

One night of incense to Da Luo.

......

As the old saying goes, if you have money or not, it is better to marry a daughter-in-law for the New Year.

Guo Mo is His Royal Highness King Yan of the Great Song Dynasty, naturally he is not a master without money, but he also accepted a side concubine before the arrival of the New Year.

This New Year, King Yan's Mansion was extraordinarily lively, not only because there was one more hostess, but also because of this, Guo Mo's important civil and military forces were kept by him for five days.

It was not until the sixth day of the first lunar month that everyone was allowed to leave.

During this period, Guo Mo took Zhao Rushu, Cheng Jue and Meng Gong to talk in detail with the three Jinglu pacification envoys and the three commanders for at least two hours or more.

How to educate the localities, how to select and employ talents, how to balance agriculture and business, how to recruit and train, how to advance bravely, and how to grasp the fighter plane......

In the eyes of everyone, Guo Mo seems to be really an all-rounder, fortunately, Zhao Rushu was prepared, and he and Lao Cheng Jue took turns to sort out the matters that Guo Mo talked about.

And let Feng Mofeng's generals be the supervisors and engrave them with carved plates, they felt that these were rare experience summaries, which should be seen by more civil and military officials of the Great Song Dynasty and learned to do it.

Our hard-working Shi Xiangye, on the day Guo Mo got married, he got drunk with Lao Cheng Jue gorgeously.

When I woke up the next day, I had a high fever, fatigue, and vomiting and diarrhea.

In the end, he is a man in his sixties, and he is also used to being pampered, and he supports it with all his heart, and he has traveled more than 2,000 miles, although he is sitting in a carriage, and it is bumpy enough.

It's a place, but it's a big drink, and Old Man Shi's body can't stand it at all.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of good doctors in King Yan's mansion, Guo Mo also personally diagnosed and treated him, prescribed a few pairs of medicines, and finally recovered after a few days of recuperation.

After sending off all the civil and military forces under his command, Guo Mo took Li Mochou and came to formally meet Shi Miyuan.

Maybe she got her wish to marry the person she liked, Li Mochou actually let go of her grudge against Shi Miyuan, just like Guo Mo persuaded her.

No matter how many evil things Shi Miyuan did, after all, he adopted Li Mochou for so many years, and even went to great lengths to send her to the "Tomb of the Living Dead" in Zhongnan Mountain to learn martial arts.

This New Year is the most peculiar New Year that Shi Miyuan has ever had.

The place where he lives is naturally luxurious, but few people say a word to him, and he can often come to see him, except for the doctor who asks for medicine every day, it is Zhao Rushu.

Everyone is old, and even people who have experienced strong winds and rains, regardless of the immediate interests, they can still find some beautiful things from the memories of the past.

When people get older, they naturally prefer to remember, don't they?

"Father, are you feeling better?"

When Guo Mo and Li Mochou arrived, Shi Miyuan had just had breakfast, sitting in a rocking chair he had never seen before, a ray of sunlight shining into the room, holding a book in his hand, and thinking about something.

"It's Mo Chou, oh, King Yan is here too—"

Shi Miyuan struggled to sit up, not because of how much respect he had for Guo Mo, the Yan King, but because he was unwilling to show his weak side in front of this political enemy.

"Let me do it—"

Guo Mo rushed ahead of Li Mochou, stepped forward and helped Shi Miyuan up, and helped him to the warm pavilion all the way.

A cup of hot tea, the fragrance of birds.

"King Yan, the old man's life is so hung in your Luoyang City."

"Hehe, Shi Xiangke must not say this, if you really have a good one in my Luoyang City, I'm afraid I'm Guo Mo

I can't wash it by jumping into the Yellow River."

Neither of the two let anyone, completely-for-tat, while Li Mochou didn't say a word on the side, carefully adding tea and pouring water for the two.

"Shi Xiang has traveled more than 2,000 miles, I'm afraid it's not just here to attend my wedding with Mo Chou."

Guo Mo silently held Li Mochou's hand where he had nowhere to put it, feeling a trace of nervousness and coldness, he knew the weakness in her heart at the moment.

"Haha, since His Royal Highness King Yan asked so bluntly, the old man doesn't want to beat around the bush, there is only one purpose for coming to Luoyang, the old man wants to cooperate with King Yan!"

Shi Miyuan changed his previous sick state, as if he was a lion that had been dormant for a long time, and suddenly stood up with hair all over his body.

Guo Mo took the teapot from Li Mochou's hand and poured a cup himself.

All year round, he can only drink green tea and flower tea, and Guo Mo suddenly misses his favorite Pu'er in later generations.

"Cooperation? In the same as Shi, he is the minister in front of the official palace, and he is a scholar and a martial assistant, and the left official family is already cooperating?"

Guo Mo pretended not to understand the meaning of Shi Miyuan's words, and talked about him left and right.

"Why did His Royal Highness King Yan refuse the old man thousands of miles away? Mo Chou is the old man's daughter, and now she is your side concubine, and we are a family behind closed doors."

"A son-in-law is half a son, to say something disrespectful, the relationship between the old man and King Yan at this time seems to be closer than the relationship between King Yan and the official family of the Great Song Dynasty, right?"

"Although you are the king of Yan, it's a pity that you are only the righteous son of the official family, and the most ruthless emperor family, not to mention the righteous son of a moth like you?"

"To put it mildly, you're just a knife and a tool in his hand. There is also a crown prince on it, although he is not born to the official family, but he is a serious Zhao and Song royal family."

"Moreover, the old man also heard that the official family who is close to the sixtieth year actually let the beauty in the palace conceive the dragon seed again."

"Just imagine, if you give birth to a prince, it will be a proper official family, and the position of the crown prince will naturally change hands, and you, the king of Yan with heavy troops, how can the old official family not make proper arrangements for you before the big line?"

"You must know that on the shore of the West Lake, the unjust songs in the Storm Pavilion are still there, and the "trumped-up" crime will not only be on Yue Pengju's body."

Shi Miyuan said so much in one breath, and he also picked up the teacup from the eucalyptus.

Produced by a serious official kiln, the feel is not as good as the tea bowl he left in Lin'an Mansion and used for many years.

Guo Mo was a little surprised after hearing this, and looked at Li Mochou next to him, only to see Li Mochou shaking his head at him gently and without a trace.

That means, she didn't tell Shi Miyuan anything about Guo Mo's secret.

No wonder.

Guo Mo suddenly felt some sympathy, or pity the old man in front of him.

He has already understood what Shi Miyuan meant by "cooperation" just now, is this to "add to his yellow robe"?

"What Shi Xiang said is not unreasonable, but everything Guo Mo can have now is given by the officials. As the saying goes, the king calls his ministers dead, and the ministers have to die, and the father tells the son to die, and the son has to die."

"The official family and Guo Mo, he is both a king and a father, if there is really a day when history says, Guo Mo will hand over all this now."

Guo Mo said it righteously and strictly, and he almost believed it.

"Hahaha-people say how wise His Royal Highness King Yan is, how different from ordinary people, when I see it today, I know that the rumors can't be believed!"

Hearing Guo Mo say this, Shi Miyuan laughed, and even showed more regret.

"King Yan, even if you can give up on yourself, what about your family?"

"What about your wife and two concubines? How many of your children are there?"

"Wake up, young man—you are no longer alone, and if you die, all your relatives will follow in your footsteps."

"This ......"

Guo Mo's eyes suddenly darkened, as if he was full of helplessness and helplessness.

"I don't know how Shi Xiang taught me?"

In the room, the three of them were silent for a cup of tea, and no one spoke.

Suddenly, Guo Mo seemed to understand something, his eyes lit up, revealing a firm look, and he seemed to have an infinite vision for the future.

"Well, the son can be taught—"

Shi Miyuan picked up the half-drunk teacup and gestured to Guo Mo.

Guo Mo hurriedly got up and filled him with a cup of tea in person.

"Since you're not alone now, why don't you just be a loner."

"You need to know, princes and generals, would you rather have a kind?"

"What—"

Guo Mo's eyes widened, and he looked at Shi Miyuan in disbelief, but the teacup in his hand accidentally fell to the ground ......

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