The intricate and complicated relationship had to be explained from the late Emperor.
The late Emperor spent his entire life in military and military affairs. He was a legendary figure. He single-handedly pushed Daliang to its peak, so that no one dared to offend him. The Black Iron Battalion and Lingshu Temple were both established by him.
Unfortunately, this wise and powerful late Emperor was a widower. During his reign, he married four empresses, but none of them lived long. He had three sons and two daughters. Four of them were sent off by him. When the late Emperor passed away, he only had one daughter left, Princess Royal, who was married early.
Legend has it that Princess Royal Shi Liu fell seriously ill when she was seven years old and almost died. Fortunately, she was already engaged to the Marquis of Stability. The great monk of Huguo Temple set up an everlasting lamp for the princess and advised the princess to marry early to ward off bad luck. Needless to say, after she got married, the princess's illness slowly recovered.
From this perspective, the princes and princesses who died young seemed to have been cursed to death by the late Emperor.
When the late Emperor, who had lost his wife and children all his life, died, he left the Black Iron Battalion and the important military power to his most beloved princess and her husband. However, Daliang could not change its surname, so the next Emperor could only adopt it from a side branch.
Back then, the reason why the current Emperor could successfully ascend the throne was because of Princess Royal's help.
Emperor Yuanhe had a lot of feelings for Princess Royal. Until her death, he had always respected her as "Aunt". He also took her only son, Gu Yun, into the palace to take care of him. He personally bestowed the courtesy name "Zi Xi" and told the civil and military officials many times that "Zi Xi is like zhen's younger brother". Even when the crown prince met him in private, he had to respect him as "Imperial Uncle".
It didn't matter whether they were uncle or aunt. What mattered was that behind this little boy, Gu Yun, was the Daliang military power of the Marquis of Stability's faction.
The Old Marquis' old subordinates were still there. If something bad happened to Gu Yun in Emperor Yuanhe's hands, it was hard to say whether the Emperor's reign would be stable.
Emperor Yuanhe took advantage of Gu Yun's young age and used ten years to weaken the old subordinates of the Marquis of Stability. The Black Iron Battalion almost ceased to exist under this soft knife. Unfortunately, Man proposes, God disposes. The border of the Western Regions was tight, and foreign enemies had invaded. They had sent three generals in succession, but they were either old or good-for-nothings. Daliang, which was faintly showing signs of valuing civil affairs more than military affairs, was used to singing and dancing in the court. Unexpectedly, there was no man who could carry a weapon.
The Lingshu Temple, which had been silent for many years, suddenly submitted a petition, requesting that the Black Iron Battalion be reactivated.
The scrap metal that had been sharpened by the Emperor for ten years was on the verge of death. In the end, it did not die and was brought back to life by Gu Yun.
Gu Yun's feelings towards the Emperor were very complicated.
On the one hand, after The Old Marquis and the Princess passed away, it was the Emperor who raised him. Emperor Yuan He gave him warmth that his parents never gave him.
The Princess was not a woman who stayed at home. She was a heroine who fought on horseback. Just the fact that she could survive until she got married and was not killed by her father who was a jinx, showed that she was a true hero. Gu Yun was born with two fathers. He did not know what his loving mother looked like. When he was still unstable, he was brought to the battlefield of the northern border by that unreliable couple. He grew up eating the wind, drinking the dew, and eating the sand. The little bit of pampering, softness, elegance, and gentleness that he encountered in his life all came from Emperor Yuan He.
On the other hand, Emperor Yuan He's temperament was weak. When he was young, his weakness could barely be said to be "affectionate and benevolent". When he was old, he was completely "muddle-headed and incompetent".
The old man did not think about how to strengthen the country and expand the territory all day long. He only knew how to think about his imperial power. If he was not playing with the balance of power among the officials, he would cause trouble for Gu Yun and change his ways to chill the hearts of the soldiers.
On one hand, there was meticulous love, and on the other hand, there was meticulous restraint. Gu Yun was stuck in the middle of the two "meticulous". He would rather eat sand at the border.
Shen Yi said meaningfully, "A full moon will be a loss. Going too far is as bad as not going far enough. General, the ancients have a saying that a high merit cannot shake the master. The neighbors of the Four Realms have all been beaten up by you. Is your next step going to be a rebellion? Of course, you don't think so, but it's hard to say what the Emperor will think. "
Gu Yun said indifferently, "I was given the title of Marquis' An Ding ', which is to fight for Daliang. Other things are not under my control."
Shen Yi opened his mouth.
Gu Yun interrupted, "I know what you want to say. You don't have to say it."
The two of them had been partners for many years. One look was enough to communicate. This conversation was confusing at first. Shen Yi certainly didn't want to discuss the current Emperor with Gu Yun. The old Emperor was sick and old. This time, he urgently summoned Gu Yun back to the palace. He was probably going to pass away soon.
Of course, he was talking about the future new Emperor.
Not counting Changgeng, who was wandering outside, the current Emperor had two sons. The Crown Prince was familiar with the classics and history since he was young. He was a reliable person. However, like the current Emperor, he also valued literature and despised martial arts. He didn't agree with a large expansion of the military. He thought that it would harm the Heavens and the people's livelihood.
On the contrary, the Second Prince was ambitious. He had joined the army and had the courage to open up new territories.
For these military generals, there was no need to say who was better and who was worse.
Gu Yun's face darkened slightly.
Shen Yi knew that if he was tactful, he should immediately shut up. However, he still couldn't help but say, "General, as long as you have an attitude, even if it's just a tacit agreement …"
Gu Yun glanced at him. His gaze was like two wind blades that condensed killing intent. Shen Yi's heart skipped a beat. He immediately couldn't continue.
Gu Yun said word by word, "After arriving at the capital, the three divisions will be on standby outside the Nine Gates. If anyone wants to take advantage of the Emperor's illness to fish in troubled waters, no matter who they are, they will be executed on the spot. Do you understand?"
Shen Yi's face turned slightly pale. After a long time, he whispered, "… Yes."
The two of them were silent for a moment. Gu Yun's expression gradually eased. He suddenly said, "I'm not targeting you."
Shen Yi forced a smile.
"In the 13th year of the Yuanhe Era, it was the most painful year of my life. The Princess and The Old Marquis were not around. You were also brought back to the Shen family. At that time, I was almost blind and couldn't hear clearly," Gu Yun whispered, "It was snowing heavily that day. It was freezing to death. I hugged The Old Marquis' sword and hid behind the door, refusing to let anyone come near. It was the Emperor who quietly led the Third Prince to my courtyard. He was the dignified Emperor, but he stood in the snow for half an hour before he coaxed me out. He wrote on my palm and instructed the palace attendants to build a snowman for the two of us. The Third Prince … Ah Yan, he was younger than me by a year. He was as shy as a little girl and always smiled. He didn't get angry no matter what I did … "
Gu Yun paused when he said this.
The Third Prince died when he was nine years old.
Shen Yi said, "The Emperor was a rare lover."
Unfortunately, he couldn't be a good Emperor if he was too affectionate.
Gu Yun didn't continue the conversation. He raised his head and looked not far away. Changgeng was riding on a horse. He turned his head and said something to Ge Pangxiao who was sitting in the carriage. Ge Pangxiao revealed his charmingly naive little chubby head and giggled in response. Changgeng seemed to have sensed something. He suddenly turned his head and met Gu Yun's gaze. The youth's expression suddenly became uncomfortable and he angrily turned his head back.
Gu Yun said, "This boy looks exactly like his barbarian mother, but his temperament is like the Emperor's. Sometimes, I vaguely feel that if Ah Yan could grow up safely, he would also be like this."
Shen Yi shut his mouth. He realized that no matter what he said, it would be useless.
Changgeng couldn't hear what Gu Yun and Shen Yi were talking about, but he felt that his expression was like a smile yet not a smile. It was simply unbearable. After a while, he couldn't help but sneak a glance at Gu Yun. He discovered that he had actually galloped his horse over.
Wasn't it over yet?
Changgeng didn't want to talk to him at all. He immediately urged the horse's belly and galloped forward. Unexpectedly, he ran past the carriage and arrived near the barbarian prince's prisoner carriage.
The Heavenly Wolf prince's gaze was like maggots attached to bones. It was filled with resentment. Changgeng felt uncomfortable when he saw him. He pulled on the reins and planned to stay away from him.
Who knew that at this moment, the barbarian's cannibalistic gaze passed by Changgeng and landed behind him. He suddenly grinned, "Gu Yun, millions of souls are looking at you."
His voice was like a piece of rusty iron scraping across a porcelain plate. It was eerie and eerie, making people's hair stand on end. Changgeng's horse neighed uneasily and started to pace in a panic.
"My tribe's wandering spirits are looking at you. The remains of the iron armor buried under the ground are looking at you. Hahahaha … My Longevity Heaven's infinite divine power bestow upon you inauspiciousness. You will be chopped into pieces under my tribe's sword. After death, you will be bitten by hundreds of ghosts and never be free …"
The barbarian prince's distorted face and Xiu Niang's blood-stained mouth subtly overlapped. Changgeng felt a chill from the tip of his hair to the back of his feet. It was as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He suddenly shouted angrily and raised his hand to pull out the sword at his waist. He wanted to chop the barbarian prince's head into a rotten winter melon.
But before the sword was completely pulled out, it was carelessly pushed back by a hand.
Unknowingly, Gu Yun had already strolled to his side. He impatiently glanced at the barbarian prince, who was rambling on and on, and said, "Why don't you use your infinite divine power sparingly and bless your noble tribe to dominate the world and have a boundless longevity?"
As he spoke, he casually pulled Changgeng's reins. He tilted his head to look at the pale-faced youth and laughed, "Do you really believe it? Sigh, they are quite good at scaring children. In this aspect, they are at least more than ten years ahead of me, Daliang. What's so good about a lowly prisoner? Come, let's go over there and play. "
Changgeng, "But he dares to say that you …"
Gu Yun did not seem to care at all. He laughed heartily. His laughter was as unrestrained as the wind and rain.
Changgeng's brows did not loosen. At first, he was somewhat puzzled and angry. Gradually, the gloomy and cold air surrounding him seemed to have melted into Gu Yun's unconcerned laughter. It really became ridiculous and ridiculous.
For the first time, a small thought arose in Changgeng's heart. He seriously thought, "Why should I be afraid? Wu 'er Gu wants me to be crazy, so will I definitely be crazy? "
On such a long march, Changgeng's heart that was filled with fear and confusion gradually settled down in the hurried iron armor. He was like a fallen seedling, as long as there was a little light, he could straighten his back again.
In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the imperial capital.
When the gates of the Jiuchong Palace opened to both sides, even the high and mighty Black Eagle had to land on the ground and bow down in worship.
Gu Yun held the back of Changgeng's head, "Don't think too much. Go and see your Father Emperor."
When Changgeng was pushed by him in a daze and really saw the old man on the sickbed, it was difficult for him to associate the haggard man with the "Emperor".
He was so old, his beard and hair were like a ball of air-dried silver wire. His face was thin and extremely haggard. His thin lips trembled slightly as he looked at Gu Yun with difficulty.
Gu Yun's footsteps paused imperceptibly. Changgeng keenly heard that he seemed to take a breath. When he turned back to look, he still saw Gu Yun's emotionless face.
"Your Majesty, I did not disappoint you," Gu Yun said, "I found His Highness the Fourth Prince for you."
Emperor Yuanhe's gaze slowly turned to Changgeng. Changgeng's entire body shook. For a moment, he actually wanted to retreat. He always felt that the old man on the bed had a long hook that looked back in time. He did not see him, but saw someone through him.
However, Gu Yun pushed him from behind. He could not help but take two steps forward.
Gu Yun whispered in his ear, "Kneel down."
Changgeng knelt down obediently. He saw two lines of old tears flowing down from Emperor Yuanhe's dry and turbid eyes. They flowed down along the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, like pus flowing out from his eyes.
Changgeng heard Gu Yun whisper, "Call your Father Emperor."
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