After a heavy rain in the capital, the hidden coldness rose up, revealing the coldness that was about to turn into frost.

Chang Geng followed a bunch of strangers to send the old emperor away. On the day of the funeral, eight horses pulled the coffin of Jiulong, and 100,000 steam horns were erected on both sides of the road, spontaneously playing the sorrow and music, spraying white smoke like a cover, covering the entire imperial capital, and heavy armor separated the barriers that no one could enter. Outside the armor formation, there were crowds of people watching the ceremony, including Daliang people, barbarians, barbarians, and even countless Western foreigners.

Countless gazes of speculation fell on Chang Geng, Li Min, the fourth son of the emperor who had a mysterious life experience. Unfortunately, no one dared to come forward to talk to him under the nose of Anding Hou. Chang Geng was blatantly hidden by Gu Dashui. Over the past few days, except for the prince and the King of Wei, who had been walking around in front of him twice, he had never had a single idle person.

After all this was settled, Chang Geng was taken to the Anding Marquis' Mansion.

From the outside, the Hou Mansion was so majestic. The gate with the eight characters opened, two beasts with green faces and fangs were hanging, and white vapor was sprayed in their mouths and noses. Thirty-six gears turned at the same time. The heavy door latch was lifted up "crunching", revealing an iron golem with a tall and large horse inside.

Two sets of armor of black iron generals were hung on the screen wall, and the gas lamp was dim. The generals were guarding the side, and a cold and murderous aura came to his face.

Of course, when I walked in, I found that the only gate was in Anding Marquis' Mansion.

Although the courtyard of the Hou Mansion is deep, the plants and trees are very scattered. The storefront is so majestic that there are actually a few taciturn old servants inside. When they see Gu Yun, they just stop to salute and don’t say much.

Most of the people's puppets and lighters burn coal, and only a small part of them uses purple gold, usually large dams, wasteland puppets and other giants, which belong to the local government office. As for those precious small parts, only high-ranking officials and nobles of a certain grade are qualified to use.

Of course, the regulations are subject to regulations, and whether the people abide by them is just a matter of whether they abide by it. For example, the grade of Lord Guo, the prefect of Yanhui, is absolutely not enough. There are more than one purple gold utensil in his house. Although Gu Dashuai's grade is very sufficient, the mansion is unexpectedly poor and simple. Apart from a few iron golems, there are almost no items that burn purple gold utensils.

The most valuable thing in the entire Marquis’ Mansion is probably the handwritten plaques written by Mr. Mosen, a great scholar of the generation. I heard that Mr. Mosen was the enlightenment teacher of Anding Hou, so I guess these plaques were also for nothing.

Ge Pangxiao and Cao Niangzi moved in with Chang Geng. Three country children who had never seen any world were stumbled into their heads. Ge Pangxiao said, "Uncle Sixteen..."

Madam Cao whispered: "That's the Marquis!"

"Hehe, Marquis," Ge Pangxiao smiled and asked, "Your home seems not as delicate as Lord Guo."

Gu Yun smiled disconcertedly and said, "How can I compare with Lord Guo? They were tall and far away that day, and they were so rich that they were not as rich as me. In order to save some money, they had to go to the palace to have a meal during the holidays."

This sounds like a joke, but Chang Geng listened next to him and vaguely felt that he had something in his words.

Before he could think about it, Miss Cao said to Ge Pang Xiaoji again: "Didn't the play say that the young masters of aristocratic families have garden swings at home and are beautiful maids?"

Ge Pangxiao seemed to understand very much, and said with a slight belly: "The gardens are all behind. Women from wealthy families cannot show up at will, regardless of their master or servant. Are they for you to see it casually? If you don't understand, don't ask."

Gu Yun smiled and said, "I don't have a maid, just a bunch of old men and rude women. I'm going to hide it from you. The most beautiful person in the Marquis's Mansion should be himself. If you want to see it, you can see me."

He said, blinking coquettishly and laughing out a mouthful of white teeth.

Madam Cao quickly opened her eyes shyly. Ge Pangxiao did not expect that the dignified Hou of Anding was as shameless as "Chen Shiliu", and was also stunned.

Gu Yun kept his hands behind his back, playing with the old Buddhist beads left to him by the late emperor, and calmly passed by the depressed courtyard: "My mother was gone early, and I didn't marry a wife. I am a very old bachelor. Why do I need so many beautiful girls? It seems inappropriate."

When I heard this, it seemed like he was a serious person.

Mrs. Cao didn't dare to look at Gu Yun directly—he didn't dare to look at the good-looking man, and asked timidly: "Marquis, everyone else said 'As soon as you enter the Marquis', it's like a deep sea'..."

Gu Yun couldn't help laughing and teased, "Why, you want to get rid of Xiao Lang to marry me?"

Madam Cao became a slender monkey butt.

Chang Geng's face turned dark: "Entertainment Father."

Then Gu Yun remembered his elder status, and quickly became solemn with difficulty, and said with a grudge of kindness, "I don't have any rules here. I tell the kitchen that there is a study, an arsenal, and a stable in the backyard. I am free to study and practice martial arts or ride horses. Chen Yi would come over when he is free. If he is busy, I will invite you another gentleman - you don't have to know me when you go out to play. Just take the guards and don't cause trouble for me outside... Well, let me think about what else."

After pondering for a while, Gu Yun turned around and said, "Oh, by the way, some old servants at home are old and they can't help but react more. Be more responsible and don't worry about them."

He just gave an ordinary explanation, but Chang Geng's heart was inexplicably swept away by the rare warmth in his words - although the warmth was not for him.

Gu Yun patted his back: "I'm a little deserted here, so I'll take this as the boss in the future."

For a long time after that, Chang Geng had never seen Gu Yun. The new emperor was about to ascend the throne, the King of Wei was about to beat him, the barbarian princes tied back from the northern border were about to be defeated, and the barbarians broke the contract for no reason and invaded him had to ask for an explanation... There were also countless social engagements, countless temptations, and so on, and so on.

Chang Geng thought he was diligent, but every morning when he got up, Gu Yun had already left. At night, he slept and woke up, but Gu Yun had not come back yet.

In a blink of an eye, the heat has ended. After a hurry of autumn, it is the season to grow stoves.

Late at night, the stone road was covered with thin snow like eyelids, and white mist appeared in the sky. The sound of horse hooves sounded from the end of the road. Soon, two dark horses pulled a car through the mist and parked at the back door of the Hou Mansion.

The carriage made a "puff" sound, and the three warm pipes around the body released white steam. The door opened from the inside, and Shen Yi came out from the inside.

Chen Yi let out a breath of breath and turned around and said to the people in the car: "I think you don't get out of the car, just ask someone to open the door and drive the car in. It's too cold."

The person in the car responded. It was Gu Yun. His face was very tired, but he seemed to be in good spirits. He ordered the coachman: "Open the door."

The coachman ran away. Chen Yi stomped his feet in place and asked, "Has the medicine passed?"

Gu Yun lazily dragged the long voice and said, "It's over, it's no problem to kill a few more Calais."

Chen Yi: "What did the emperor tell you to enter the palace today? I heard that the Tianlang tribe sent an envoy?"

"The old lame man presented a melody with a snot, and his nose was almost wiped off. He said he would add 10% to us every year, so that the emperor would put him back because of his young and ignorant son. The old lame man was willing to replace him and come to be a prisoner by himself." Gu Yun was not very interested and had no good words in his mouth, "The son of the turtle, has already laid seven or eight cubs, and he is still young and ignorant. Could it be that there is no good soil outside the pass, and the seedlings are growing slowly?"

Chen Yi frowned: "You didn't have an attack in court, did you?"

"Where do I have such a big temper? But if I don't have an attack, the poor and crazy Minister of Revenue will dare to agree." Gu Yun said coldly, then his tone changed and sighed, "The sages and sages in the vassal state do not know how to write the four words "let the tiger return to the mountain."

The heavy armored short cannon worn by the barbarians when they attacked Yan Hui was placed on their chests. It was designed by Westerners. The bones of the Central Plains people were naturally thinner, and even the soldiers in the army were generally not that strong. The heavy armored design also values ​​lightness and agility, and usually does not play "broken big stones on the chest" on the battlefield.

Behind the Emanuel Calais is undoubtedly the group of Westerners who have always coveted their ties.

Gu Yun lowered his eyes, looked at the slightly reflective Thin Xue on the ground, and whispered: "There are tigers and wolves outside the four realms."

He wanted to let the long dragon enter the sea and go straight to the West and fight all the way to their foreign country's old nests, but after years of war, the Daliang treasury was almost wiped out by him. Now, because Gu Yun supported the new emperor, he suppressed the King of Wei who was about to move when the previous emperor was critically ill. The new emperor gave him some face in everything.

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Chen Yi shook his head: "I won't mention this anymore, how about the Fourth Prince you?"

"The Fourth Prince?" Gu Yun was stunned, "It's pretty good."

Chen Yi asked: "What do he do every day now?"

Gu Yun thought for a moment and replied uncertainly: "...Let's play?" But I heard Uncle Wang say that he doesn't seem to go out."

Chen Yi knew as soon as he heard this, Marshal Gu gave the Fourth Prince a sheep - he gave the grass every day and ignored the others, but he couldn't blame him, because this was how the old Marquis and the princess supported him back then.

Chen Yi sighed: "How did the late emperor treat you back then? I forgot?"

Gu Yun's face flashed with embarrassment. He actually didn't understand how to get along with Chang Geng.

Chang Geng was over the age of acting cute with adults and asking for candy. He was precocious. When Yan returned to the town, the child even took care of his not-so-good adoptive father a little more.

It is impossible for Gu Yun to take a bunch of children to play all day, but it is also difficult to guide Chang Geng as an elder.

Because he was really forced to throw himself on the shelves, he has not yet achieved the age and qualifications of a father.

Although Gu Yun said that he wanted to leave Xuantie Camp to Changgeng in the future, it was just a joke after all, and he knew it was impossible. Besides, if he wanted to make a name for himself in the army, how much hardship would he endure in Gu Yun, however, as long as he was still alive for one day and could still take on the throne, he would not want Changgeng to experience the same hardship.

However, at the same time, he also hopes that the little prince in his hands can have a future and at least have the ability to protect himself in the future.

So how can a person not endure hardship and have a future?

Throughout history, parents have been asking for answers to this question but not to mention his half-baked adoptive father, so he had to let Chang Geng grow up freely.

The coachman had already opened the door, lit the light, and waited for Gu Yun to speak.

Chen Yi said to Gu Yun: "It is too demanding to expect you to be meticulous and meticulous, but he has undergone a major change, and you are the only one left in his relatives. You should treat him more practically. Even if you don't know what to do, it's good to sway in front of him and write him two copybooks."

Gu Yun probably listened to it this time and responded patiently: "Yes."

Chen Yi took a horse off the carriage and took the reins.

He was about to leave after walking a few steps, but he couldn't help but turn around and nag, "The Grand Marshal, the ignorant young son, and the old father who had been sick for a long time, are all taught to you for adulthood. If you meet any one, you will be lucky."

Gu Yun rubbed his eyebrows in pain: "Mom, you bachelor's mouth, please, get out of here!"
Chapter completed!