When Guo Mo took Yang Guo and Guo Xiang to Juyong Guancheng Tower, Li Mochou, Wu Nantian and Zhang Ting were already waiting there.

Guo Mo chased the two children to the top of Mopan Mountain, and fought with the mysterious Taoist for three hundred rounds, which took more than three hours.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, but the wind and snow did not stop at all.

"Master, I heard that you are here, I just personally took someone to the mountains to touch a few hares, today I am lucky, even there are several pheasants, they have been ready, just waiting for you to come back——"

Haji took Guo Mo and them in with a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of tears, this is a warm-hearted child, he has been away from the master for so long, and now he can't help the instinctive excitement in his heart when he sees it.

Everyone ate a lively meal, but Guo Mo always thought about the things during the day, one was the crazy monk back then, and the other was the mysterious Taoist today.

Guo Mo didn't understand why they found him one after another, but vaguely made him feel that the reason behind the matter might not be so simple.

Although Guo Mo has not done anything with the mad monk, today, judging from the skills of this mysterious Taoist, these two people are probably both in the realm of innate great perfection.

So, what will these two men have in mind?

Listening to the meaning of the Dao person, are they waiting for themselves to reach the Innate Great Perfection?

Huashan?

Will there be any difference there?

Everyone saw that Guo Mo was a little lacking in interest, and the voice of talking and laughing was invisibly lowered a lot.

It wasn't until Li Mochou quietly tugged at the corner of Guo Mo's clothes that he woke up from his thoughts.

"Master, I heard from the second senior brother, do you want to go outside Juyong Pass to investigate? In my opinion, you don't have to go at all. ”

"With such a heavy snow as now, it is estimated that it will not stop for three days or five days, and we are still good in Juyong Pass, but out of Juyong Pass, I am afraid the road will be even more difficult."

Having grown up in the Mongolian desert since childhood, Haji naturally knows that the further north he goes, the longer the snow and ice periods will be.

In this kind of weather, let alone marching and fighting, even if it is a person in the rivers and lakes with high martial arts, it is not easy to walk here.

Seeing Guo Mo's slightly locked brows, Haji thought that the master was making trouble for the expedition to Mongolia, so he explained from the side.

When Guo Mo arrived here, Haji naturally gave up the city tower and let the master and his wife live inside, and he accompanied the second senior brother to live in the military tent.

Zhang Ting and Guo Xiang, who also lived on the city tower, burned the charcoal basin early, and the sealing of the room was excellent.

"Brother Mo, did something special happen today?"

Knowing her husband Mo Ruo's wife, Li Mochou and Guo Mo have been together for many years, and they still know Guo Mo's temperament relatively well.

She wouldn't think that Guo Mo was bored by the heavy snow blocking the road.

"Mo Chou, come and take a look, do you recognize such a person?"

Guo Mo did not answer Li Mochou's question, but picked out a piece of charcoal from the brazier that did not burn much, and after it gradually cooled, Guo Mo sharpened one end of the charcoal into a pointed shape.

took out a piece of rice paper from the eucalyptus table, and Guo Mo used the charcoal in his hand to gently draw on the rice paper.

Guo Mo has an excellent memory, let alone someone he has just met during the day?

He used the technique of later sketches, although it does not look so solemn, but the sketches are more realistic and close to reality.

In a short time, the appearance of a middle-aged Taoist appeared on the rice paper, and it was the Taoist he had seen in the daytime, but Guo Mo had gone to the huge wine gourd.

Because Guo Mo understands that if Li Mochou has really seen such a portrait, then he must not bring a wine gourd.

"This Taoist is really familiar, it seems that he has seen it somewhere?"

Li Mochou was first surprised by Guo Mo's ability to paint, after knowing each other for so many years, she knew that Guo Mo could write poems, and every time she wrote a poem, she wished that it would be a famous poem that could be passed down through the ages.

also knows that Guo Mo's writing is good, and a masterpiece like "Romance of the Gods" comes as soon as he opens his mouth.

However, Guo Mo's painting this time still amazed Li Mochou.

Although she had never seen such a painting before, she knew that this novel painting method would definitely shock the current art world if it was spread.

"If you think about it carefully, does he look like a Taoist in Zhongnan Mountain?"

Guo Mo had a guess in his heart, but he couldn't make a rash conclusion, he only hoped to open a breakthrough from Li Mochou.

"The Taoist of Zhongnan Mountain?"

In his mind, Li Mochou went through all the famous Taoists in the Quanzhen Sect of Zhongnan Mountain, but found that there was no one who looked similar to the person in this painting.

"Am I mistaken?"

Li Mochou couldn't help but doubt himself a little.

"However, I just think this Taoist is very familiar, Brother Mo, what's going on?"

After thinking about it for a while, he didn't remember who the Taoist was, but Li Mochou painted himself with the whole lake.

"Mo Chou, could it be that you are not familiar with this Taoist, but the portrait of the Taoist? If you think about it again, have you seen a similar portrait anywhere? ”

Of course, Guo Mo knew that there was a portrait of a Taoist in the ancient tomb at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, if the mysterious Taoist he saw today was his own guess of that Taoist, Li Mochou would definitely know.

It's just that Guo Mo has never been to the ancient tomb, so he has to pretend to speculate to remind and inspire Li Mochou.

"Oh, Brother Mo, if you don't say it, I really don't think about it, if you want to say that the Taoist you painted is at least eighty percent similar to a Taoist portrait hanging in my ancient tomb."

"It's just that that person should have been dead for decades, how can Brother Mo draw a portrait of that person? Have you seen his portrait elsewhere? ”

Hearing Li Mochou say this, Guo Mo listened in his heart, and the mysterious authentic person he saw today was the person he guessed in his heart.

affirmed this, Guo Mo's heart did not have the slightest joy, but became heavier, and he couldn't let others share this heaviness for him.

Guo Mo still didn't break it in the end, he simply told Li Mochou what happened during the day, and just said that the person should have taken a fancy to Guo'er and Xiang'er's talents, so he deliberately led the two to Mopan Mountain.

As for the appearance of that person, Guo Mo didn't describe it too much, and he didn't even say that what he had just painted was the appearance of that person.

Since the road was closed by heavy snow, there was no fighter plane to attack Mongolia from the north, Guo Mo stayed in Juyong Pass for a total of three days, and then reflexively returned to Changping.

The New Year is approaching, and the heavy snow is closing the road, Guo Mo and the others are unable to attack Mongolia in the north, and it is even more impossible for the Mongols to attack Juyong Pass.

At Guo Mo's insistence, on the twenty-third day of the lunar month, before the Chinese New Year's Eve in the north, Guo Mo and Guo Jing brothers took everyone and returned to the central capital together.

The new palace was still being built, and the snow was so great that many works had to be stopped.

There is a huge construction site, and only a few skilled craftsmen are still working, mainly those palaces that have already been built, and the interior of the palace needs to be put to the finishing touches.

Of course, the outdoor work could not continue, and in the spacious hall, a group of carpenters were already making the furniture needed for each palace in advance.

When Guo Mo came to Zhongdu City, he naturally lived in the original palace first, and even took his mother-in-law Li Ping and his eldest brother Guo Jing's family.

Although Guo Jing felt a little inappropriate in his heart, he couldn't resist Guo Mo, he also knew the second brother's intentions, and wanted to accompany his mother to spend a lively New Year, so he simply didn't refuse.

"Haha, Your Majesty, the old minister can come to you again to eat-"

When Guo Mo's family was having dinner in the main hall, a long-lost voice sounded in Guo Mo's ears, and then two old men walked in from outside, one after the other.

Walking in front, his beard and hair have turned gray, but his body is strong and his face is full of red light, it is Cheng Jue, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites who has been absent for three years.

The Manchu Dynasty is civil and military, and I am afraid that only this old Cheng Jue will be so unscrupulous in front of Guo Mo.

And the one who followed behind, Guo Mo also had some impressions, he had only seen it at the court meeting, if it wasn't for the construction of a new palace, this person really couldn't attract Guo Mo's attention.

Zhao Jianda, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, is also in his fifties, with dark skin and a bitter and hateful face, but Guo Mo knows that this person is a master of arithmetic today.

"Haha, Mr. Cheng, Zhao Shangshu, Fang Caishu also mentioned you, thinking that we must get together more this year and have a lively New Year, but I didn't expect you to come over on Chinese New Year's Eve."

"Nantian, go and let the kitchen send another table of banquets, it doesn't take too much, just pick eight exquisite dishes, big brother, let's have a few drinks with the two Shangshu, right?"

Originally, it was a family banquet, and Guo Mo naturally sat at a table with his mother-in-law Li Ping, Guo Jing, Li Mochou, Hua Zheng, Zhang Ting, Yang Guo and Guo Xiang.

There is also a table next to it, but it is Wu Nantian and Haji, two apprentices, accompanied by the third master "Ma Wang Shen" Han Baoju and the commander of "Jinyi" Lu Pingsheng, as well as several captains of the "Jingnan Army".

Cheng Jue and Zhao Jianda came, Guo Mo naturally wanted to come over to accompany him, so he pulled his eldest brother Guo Jing over, and the four of them opened another table on the other side of the hall.

"Mr. Cheng, you and Zhao Shangshu have worked hard in the past three years, I will give you a glass first-"

As soon as the wine and food were served, Guo Mo first raised a glass and toasted to Cheng Jue and Zhao Jianda.

"Haha, Your Majesty, what's so hard about this? When you laid Luoyang, Lao Cheng went to Luoyang and gave you a Sima of Yanwangfu. ”

"You laid down Bianliang, Lao Cheng went to Bianliang to repair the Bianliang Palace for you, and now the capital city is back to the embrace of my Han people, Lao Cheng came here to supervise the construction of a new palace for you, naturally it is his duty."

"However, Lao Cheng is also getting old, in the future, if you lay a place farther north, Lao Cheng may not be able to go, this body is staying in the middle capital, and it is about to be frozen apart, hahaha——"

In front of Zhao Jianda, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, Cheng Jue showed off his past "glorious history" again.

Even Zhao Jianda, who was kind on the side, was amused by him, and he had heard Lao Cheng Jue talk about this set of rhetoric more than once.

It's a pity that he is an old-timer, and what he says is the truth, and Zhao Jianda is not easy to argue with him.

"Haha, Mr. Cheng, please rest assured in this matter, even if you lay down the territory further west or north, you will not find a more suitable capital than Zhongdu."

"Where can you keep going to oversee the palace? In that case, wouldn't I become a faint monarch like Emperor Yang Guang of Sui? And you are old, but you want to steal the limelight from Zhao Shangshu? ”

In the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, there were many important ministers who respected Guo Mo, and there were not a few people who made Guo Mo his arm, but the most harmonious atmosphere in private was really the secretary of the Ministry of Rites in front of him.

Guo Mo's joke made Zhao Jianda, who was a little restrained, suddenly feel a lot more relaxed.

"Your Majesty, don't say it, building the palace with Cheng Shangshu's partner, the minister has really benefited a lot. Chen also spent many years in the Ministry of Works, and he also had some experience in the construction process. ”

"Partnering with Cheng Shangshu this time, Chen found out that in the past, Chen was simply building houses, but under Cheng Shangshu's suggestion, he turned one house after another into works of art."

"Hahaha-"

Looking at Zhao Jianda's serious appearance, Guo Mo couldn't help laughing.

Originally, he thought that this Ministry of Industry Shangshu, in addition to his own professional affairs, has always been an unsmiling person, but he didn't expect this old man to boast of people, so fresh and refined.

"Your Majesty, don't laugh, Lao Cheng thinks that what Zhao Shangshu said is right, should you give Weichen an extra piece of money? Don't dare to ask for anything else, even if you give a 'hero drunk' a month, hehe......"

A small Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, with the addition of Cheng Jue and Zhao Jianda, even ate the harmonious atmosphere of the monarch and the courtier.

During the banquet, Guo Mo directly made a decision to let Lao Cheng Jue be responsible for convening people, and it was scheduled for the last day of the old calendar, to arrange a banquet in the palace, and celebrate the New Year with the civil and military ministers in Zhongdu City and nearby.

……

When Guo Mo secretly went to the middle capital, he was far away in the palace of Bianliang City, but he ushered in an uninvited guest.

On a snowy night, a person broke into the palace at night, avoiding layers of guards, but broke into the Funing Palace of Emperor Zhao Kuo.

"You're the old emperor who stepped down, aren't you?"

A grim questioning voice came, and a figure had already arrived in front of Zhao Kuo's imperial book.

Before Zhao Kuo could react, the old eunuch standing next to him jumped forward with a brisk step, blocking between the visitor and Zhao Kuo, and shouted in his unique voice at the same time.

"There's an assassin, come and escort—"

I only see people coming, can I be fifty or sixty years old?

Dressed in green, soap all over the body, a pair of eight-character sword eyebrows, slightly white, holding a snake crutch that is not gold, silver, copper, or iron, and his eyes are blazing, shooting out two cold lights, which are gloomy and terrifying.

Don't look at the old eunuch standing in front of Zhao Kuo, but his heart is already like an explosion.

"Who is this person? How can there be so many top masters in the world? ”

The old eunuch is also a first-class realm, since he was repeatedly deflated in front of the "Eastern Evil" Huang Yaoshi and Guo Mo many years ago, not only has he practiced more diligently, but he has also put a lot of effort into the arrangement of the guards around Zhao Kuo.

In addition to the old eunuchs, there are still twenty-four people waiting in the dark inside and outside this Funing Palace, including eight first-class players and sixteen second-rate players.

Among the eight first-class masters, two of them are regarded as the personal disciples of the old eunuch, and they are learning the same set of exercises, because they are small cultivators, and their skills are no longer inferior to the old eunuchs.

The remaining six first-class masters, who were pulled from the rivers and lakes by the old eunuch for many years, did not hesitate to spend a lot of money, and even some of them were Jiangyang thieves, who were secretly replaced by him from the prison.

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The old eunuch employs people, as long as you have real kung fu, as long as you can swear allegiance to the Great Song Emperor from now on, he never considers the origin and origin of that person.

Of course, the old eunuch also has his own way to control this group of masters, which is nothing more than some methods that are unsightly and cannot be put on the stage.

And nearly half of the sixteen second-rate players are people he personally cultivated.

Since meeting Guo Mo, the old eunuch's vision has also become higher, kung fu can be taught, their respective resources can be scattered without hesitation, and martial arts cheats can also be shared.

However, among the so many people he has trained, if you have not reached the first-class level, then I am sorry, and you are not qualified to call the old eunuch "master".

Therefore, so far, there are only two people who can call the old eunuch "master".

The ancestor of the old eunuch was surnamed Cao, and these two people were also given the surname Cao by him, and they were called Cao Shan and Cao Hai respectively.

That is, in recent years, since Guo Mo became the crown prince of the Great Song Dynasty, he no longer used a special way to enter and exit the palace, but walked in openly, but no one came to test the depth of Zhao Kuo's surrounding defenses.

"Who are you? ——”

With the "Eastern Evil" Huang Yaoshi and Guo Mo as a reference, the old eunuch also knew that the person in front of him was at least a master above the top realm.

Although he knew that he was invincible, he could only bite the bullet and protect Zhao Kuo's body.

"Hmph, a useless man and a woman, are you worthy of talking to the old man? Tell the old man, where is Guo Mo's kid? ”

It turns out that this person is here to find His Majesty?

The old eunuch breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he naturally knew Guo Mo's whereabouts, and anyone could hide Guo Mo's northward journey, but he would not hide it from his father Zhao Kuo.

Zhao Kuo knew, so naturally it meant that the old eunuch knew.

"What are you looking for my emperor? You are also a grandmaster-level figure in the rivers and lakes, do you want to have bad intentions after staying all night? ”

Zhao Kuo heard that this person was looking for his son, and it seemed that he was still his son's enemy.

At this time, the twenty-four good guards who were secretly guarding outside had all appeared in the Funing Palace, and Zhao Kuo asked with the courage to ask.

"Hmph, what kind of person is the old man, there is no need for others to evaluate, you Zhao Kuo is the emperor in the eyes of others, and in the eyes of the old man, you are no different from an ordinary pawn of a peddler."

The demeanor of the person who came was very arrogant, but the words were steady, maybe in his heart, he really didn't look down on the emperor Zhao Kuo in front of him.

"Old horseman, the palace is not a place where you can go wild, go and die-"

Among the guards who came in from outside, there was a second-rate realm guard, who was also born as a Jiangyang thief, but he was the most despised thief.

The old eunuch just saw that his martial arts were not bad, so he accepted him as one of the twenty-four guards, but he was often looked down upon by the other twenty-three people, and he was also excluded from time to time.

Seeing such a rare opportunity to perform in front of him, this prostitute and thief-born guard naturally didn't want to let it go easily.

If you get the old man who breaks into the palace at night, won't he be able to show his face in front of the emperor?

This kind of opportunity for people to appear in front of the saint and win the dignity in pride, he will be the first to jump out.

didn't say hello to anyone, scolded the visitor, and then directly waved the ghost head knife in his hand, and laid the guy on the person from behind.

"When—woo-"

The person who came didn't look back at all, and directly waved the serpentine cane in his hand back, and the guard's fun was great.

The serpentine cane hit the ghost head knife right now, first the knife flew out, and then the force of the knife passed and shook the guard away.

With a "pop-" sound, he fell outside the door of Funing Palace, lying motionless on the ground.

An enthusiastic guard rushed over to see that the guard had been so shocked that he was bleeding and could not die anymore.

As the saying goes, money presses slaves, and art presses pedestrians.

In this way, all the people in Funing Palace were suppressed.

"Cao Hai, go to the harem—"

Seeing this, the old eunuch shouted loudly to a first-class master guarding the gate of Funing Palace.

It was one of his two disciples, in his early Chinese New Year's Eve, and he was also the one he thought was the most spiritual and powerful to succeed him.

It's a pity that so far, Guo Mo still doesn't like to use eunuchs, and he has the "Tiger Army" guarding him in front of him, and now he directly asks the people in the "brocade clothes" to call him.

When Cao Hai heard this, he flew away, for fear of being stopped by someone who came.

It's a pity that the old eunuch and Cao Hai have thought too much, and the people who came still wish they would go to the harem to report the news, anyway, he came to find Guo Mo, and he was not familiar with the road before he broke into Lao Zhao Kuo.

"What do you want? If you have an enmity with Mo'er, you can openly ask him to fight, like your current behavior, not only can't you get on the stage, but it's also too vicious, right? ”

Seeing that one of his guards was killed by a limp, Lao Zhao Kuo was also shocked.

However, he is the one who has been an emperor for many years, and he is majestic, not to mention that he is in the palace and there are so many guards around.

"Hmph, the old man has always behaved like this, what about killing one of your guards? The old man's only son died at the hands of Guo Mo, if Guo Mo is not handed over to the old man, no one in this palace tonight will want to live-"

In the end, the person who came said that he roared out directly with the qi of the dantian, which shocked Zhao Kuo's eardrums to buzz.

"Quick, quick—"

Seeing that the person who came wanted to go crazy, the old eunuch shouted again.

The matter of eating the king's luck and loyalty to the king, raising soldiers for a thousand days and using soldiers for a while, even if you know that the old man who came is not easy to mess with, then you have to work hard.

The remaining twenty-two guards, each of them killed the comer, but Cao Shan, another apprentice of the old eunuch, quietly came to Zhao Kuo's side to be his last barrier.

In the face of absolute strength, there is no saying that two fists are invincible to four hands, the gap between the two sides is too big, and in the eyes of those who come, these guards are nothing more than collecting chicken feathers to make up dusters.

Waving the snake-shaped cane in his hand, whirring in the wind, suddenly the swords in the Funing Palace were flying, and there were constantly dead bodies planted on the ground.

In just a quarter of an hour's effort, there were sixteen second-rate masters, and only seven were left alive.

Of the six first-class masters who did it, only three of them could stand.

"You...... Who are you? How could there be such a vicious method? ”

To say that these guards were all killed by the other party, Zhao Kuo probably wouldn't be too surprised, the problem is that many people are pale and poisoned, and the house is full of poisonous stench.

"Haha, is the old man poisonous? Then let you, the fool who stays in the palace all day, see the old man's more vicious methods—"

The snake-shaped crutch was raised again, and at some point, two tiny poisonous snakes appeared on the head of the cane.

Although the poisonous snake is small, it looks very eerie and terrifying, if Guo Mo is here, he can recognize these two snakes, which are the same species as the poisonous snake he got from Ouyang Ke.

It's just that these two snakes look more like chicks, and the one in Ouyang Ke's hand is the best of this kind of poisonous snakes.

"Old poison, stop—"

A loud rebuke came from the gate of Funing Palace, and two women floated in one after the other, each holding a sword in their hands.

At the critical moment, it was Huang Rong and Murong Yan who arrived.