Wangchun Pavilion belongs to the royal garden, and there are remnants of memories in Yuan Zhi's mind.

He immediately took his leave, took Ding Jiu and other guards, and looked for the direction of Wangchun Pavilion.

As soon as the crown prince left, the Dingguo Mansion exploded in an instant.

Guo Rui, the son of the family, and Guo Wei's wife Lin, who just walked in, as well as Guo Wei's younger brother who heard that he came from the west courtyard of the Guogong Mansion, Zhenwei General Guo Yi and other clan elders.

"Father, why is that?" The prince Guo Rui questioned first, and he said in a deep voice:

"Even if Yuan Zhi is now the prince of the prison country, but what? He is a well-known prince, weak and incompetent, and now the court is controlled by Cao Qichang and others, except for Kyoto, the state capitals and counties of the empire, and the main officials are all cronies installed by Caofu. ”

"The crown prince is just an empty word, father! His prince's decree can't get out of the capital at all, and now the emperor is still there, holding it in one breath, Cao Qichang will not do it, if one day the sky collapses in the west, and the Jiye emperor does not leave an edict, Cao Qichang will raise his arms and shout, that is, to seize the throne by force, and the vassal king also took the opportunity to raise troops, and the world will be in chaos at that time. ”

"Father should see the situation more clearly than a child, at this time, it is best for our Guo family not to touch both sides, wait and see what happens, and wait until the situation is clear, it is not too late to make a move, but at this juncture, you married the third sister to the prince, didn't you push Xiu'er into the fire?"

Guo Rui, now twenty-eight-year-old, is the son of the Dingguo Mansion, the young patriarch of the Guo family, who has loved the strategy of military books since he was a child, mature and steady, and sometimes more far-sighted than his father Guo Wei.

His words spoke the hearts of all the Guo clansmen.

In addition, as a young patriarch, there is some element of complaining about his father in his words.

Thinking about it, why don't you talk to him and the elders of the clan about such an important matter?

Arbitrary, this is not like my father's usual style.

In the past, Guo Wei was very cautious in handling things, and when he encountered a little bigger things, he would at least have a conversation with Guo Rui, the son of the world.

Therefore, when Shizi's voice fell, everyone did not interject again, because he spoke comprehensively enough, and his tone was heavy.

The clan elders were all quietly waiting, and the patriarch Guo Wei's reply.

As for Guo Wei, it seems that he has already made a bamboo in his chest, and after looking around, he said in a deep voice to Guo Rui and others:

"This matter involves a secret agreement between my father and the current Jiye Emperor five years ago, and now it's time to fulfill the promise."

"At present, Emperor Jiye insisted that the crown prince be in charge of the country, indicating that he did not want the state power to fall into the hands of the Cao Mansion, Yuan Xuan was young, if he was allowed to take the throne, it would be easy to be overshadowed by the ministers, and even the queen, so that the country would change color."

"Yuan Zhi supervises the country, but there is no one in the cabinet to support it, the decree cannot get out of the capital, and the situation is also unfavorable to the society, and my Guo family is a trump card in the hands of the current emperor, and he is ready to throw out a big gamble."

Hearing the patriarch's reply, everyone was even more stunned.

This is completely contrary to the family rules set by Guo Wei himself five years ago.

Didn't you slap yourself in the face?

Guo Rui was bold and immediately retorted:

"Father, the child is still very puzzled, in the past five years, you have taught your children and grandchildren to be a man with their tail between their legs, to keep their eyes open, to protect themselves, not to participate in the internal struggle in the court, to compete for the heir, etc., but today you suddenly overthrew it completely, why?"

Guo Yi, who had been watching coldly, also spoke, "Big brother, forgive my brother for being disrespectful, if the emperor needs the Guo family's assistance, why didn't he issue an edict earlier to let the eldest brother come back and regain military power, but it was not until the empire was in turmoil and the situation was turbulent that he thought of our Guo family?" ”

Guo Yi's meaning is very clear, the current Jiye Emperor is unkind, and there is no need for the Guo family to wade into this pool of muddy water and set himself on fire.

Guo Wei glanced at the crowd in front of him:

"You don't know, to this day, it doesn't hurt for the old man to tell everyone the truth, when the Cao family designed to frame our Guo family, His Majesty didn't notice it, but didn't check it, so he played a bitter trick."

"Didn't you find that although the old man and Rui'er were pushed to the end, the Guo family was never purged in the army, and a year later, the old man was restored to the title of duke of Dingguo, which is the emperor's foresight and the biggest backhand left behind for the emperor's eldest son."

"Earlier, although Yuan Zhi was the eldest son of the emperor, the crown prince, and the prince of the empire, he had a weak personality and was incompetent.

He took a breath, took a sip from the tea bowl, brushed off the tiger's whiskers, and continued:

"But now, the crown prince is holding this dragon-shaped jade pendant and visiting the door, which shows that His Majesty has made up his mind to select Yuan Zhi as the future heir of the empire, and signaled that the old man should go out of the mountain to help the prince of the prison country."

"And these days, the old man has also noticed that now the prince is not what it used to be, as if he was reborn, decisive in killing, brave and strategic, and daring to compete face-to-face with the Cao family, such a prince, shouldn't the Guo family stand up and raise his arms and shout?"

"At this point, the old man decided that from now on, the Guo family and the crown prince Yuanzhi will stand together, one is prosperous, one is lost, life and death are shared, do you understand?"

The patriarch's words have all been said about this, who would dare to say a word.

Guo Rui, Guo Yi and other Guo boys knelt down one after another to express their obedience.

……

After successfully reaping the second protector given by his father, Yuan Zhi was full of ambition.

The snow dragon horse walked slowly, rubbing this dragon-shaped jade pendant in his palm, and he had been pondering the magic of this jade pendant in his heart.

Every year in autumn, on the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the literati and scholars in the capital, the children of wealthy families, will be in the Wangchun Pavilion on the shore of the lake in Seoul, chanting poems, painting and writing lyrics.

The winning poems will be composed into songs and dances by court musicians or other famous artists, and will be performed and recited on the Qujiang Pond on the night of the Chung Yeung Festival.

And these outstanding poets have been famous in the capital and famous all over the world since then, what a glory it is.

Not only fame, but also fortune.

From now on, his life will be open, his career will be open, and he will become the wishful husband in the hearts of those coquettish ladies and wealthy ladies in the capital.

Wangchun Pavilion is one of the royal gardens in all dynasties.

In ancient times, all the places in the capital with good mountains and rivers and beautiful scenery were classified as royal gardens, and ordinary people could not enter.

Wangchun Pavilion is not far from the famous square, and it is also on the shore of Seoul Lake, which is six or seven miles away, and it is a kung fu to ride a horse and a cup of tea.

"Childe, we're here." Ding Jiu shouted.

Yuan Zhi looked up, the scenery here is unique, surrounded by mountains and rivers.

Wangchun Pavilion is a splendid three-storey building with painted floral ornaments and dazzling eyes.

The eaves of the painting are flying, and the gold plaque is hanging high.

When Yuan Zhi and the others arrived, the inside and outside of Wangchun Pavilion, as well as around Fang Yuan, were already crowded.

Most of the people who come and go are scholars and literati.

They greeted each other, and their mouths were full of each other.