Chapter 59:

Gu Zezhi listened with a smile, and his eyebrows were peaceful. It seemed that Duan Wang's words did not affect him in any way.
When King Duan saw this, he seemed to vent his breath, and couldn't say some of the reprimands he had planned.
He turned stiffly and asked: "The emperor said, this marriage is your own pleasure?"
"Yes." Gu Zezhi said slightly.
King Duan's right hand made a fist and knocked twice on the Ruyi Xiaofang on his hand, and said in disapproval: "The facts of this family are a bit urgent."
Over the past few days, King Duan has also inquired with people he knows well.
The affairs of the third girl of the Qin family are not a secret in Beijing. It is said that this girl was lost when she was a child. She grew up in the people and only recognized her ancestor a few months ago.
That's all right, but this person has no chest, no rules and no rules, relying on the support of Queen Youwei, the aunt, arrogant and arrogant, not only openly at odds with the cousins ​​in the mansion, even the princess does not look at it. .
To be honest, the third girl of Qin had to lose her reputation as the daughter of the Hou Mansion, and the emperor came forward to say that he was close to him, otherwise, how could she be worthy of the prostitute of the Prince's Mansion!
Miss Qin San has such a life experience, and naturally she is not considered to be an upright daughter of the Hou Palace, and her family has no help.
Although Queen Wei was the backer, but the palace of Duan was far away from Beijing, she couldn't always ask Queen Wei to be the master. In the future, in front of the concubine, she would not be able to raise her head.
Fortunately, in the future, the Royal Palace can also reduce a lot of unnecessary disputes.
But this marriage still aggrieved Zezhi.
"Ze Zhi..." King Duan wanted to say that his marriage was wronged, and a few days later asked his mother and concubine to pick some people in the house for him, but he was interrupted by Gu Zezhi before he could speak.
"Father, Miss Qin San is very good." Gu Zezhi solemnly stated his attitude.
Unless he is willing, no one can force him to marry someone.
King Duan looked at him deeply, sighed, and said, "Zezhi, you are blaming this king."
"In the past, Xidi took the crime, and the king led his troops to resist at the border. There was no heir in the royal palace, and the people in the army were uneasy. That's why the king got into trouble and made your eldest brother his son, so that he can rest assured of the army."
"Later, you were born, but the elder son has no fault. In Xijiang, you have the people's will and the army's spirit. You can fight well, and this king cannot abolish the elder son for no reason."
"Although you are a concubine, your eldest brother is the eldest son of the Royal Palace after all, and the Royal Palace at the end of the day is also given to your eldest brother. This will not change!"
What King Duan meant by saying this was to tell Gu Zezhi that he was forced by the situation when he established his son. However, since he was established, he will not change.
In Duanwangfu, although Gu Zezhi is the son of the first-in-law, Gu Chenzhi is the son of the elder.
This is honor and inferiority!
King Duan looked deeply at Gu Zezhi who was three steps away, but he saw a face with clear clouds and clear wind.
Hey. His son is like this, he can never guess what he is thinking.
King Duan could only finish the words on his own: "Now that the emperor has given you errands, you can do it well and do some famous things. Then, the king will leave his old face and go to the emperor to ask you for a title. An auxiliary general will not treat you badly in the future."
King Duan is quite prestigious in the clan. Over the years, he has also performed extraordinary feats in guarding Xijiang. He knows that if he speaks, the emperor will agree to it.
Gu Zezhi laughed, and finally spoke, and said faintly: "Father, the son has never been interested in the title of Duan Palace. The son has said this several times, but the father never seems to believe it."
"In that case, my son has an idea once and for all."
Duan Wang: "?"
Gu Zezhi said: "Father, let his son go alone."
"Naughty!" Duan Wang blurted out without thinking, his brows furrowed.
Gu Zezhi didn't panic, and calmly went down and said: "Why did the father say this?"
"I am a concubine, and this cannot be changed. The emperor also prefers to be a concubine. My father must have been trained by the emperor recently."
"If this is the case, the father king divided me out for singles, and there will be no more disputes between the princes and concubines in the palace, and the son will be the son."
Duan Wang: "..."
Duan Wang originally wanted him not to mention it again, but he hesitated when the words reached his lips.
Gu Zezhi's phrase "There is no longer any dispute between the royal family and the concubine" came to his heart.
In the past so many years, Duan Palace has been peaceful and peaceful, and the princess has always been virtuous and managed the palace's inner house smoothly. He never has to worry about the affairs of the house.
In the past few years, Zezhi has grown up, and people's hearts have changed. The palace has not been so peaceful, especially the princess, who always said that Zezhi was the most important thing in the world, and he would make trouble from time to time.
Even this trip to Beijing by Zezhi was no exception. If Zezhi hadn't talked nonsense in front of the emperor, how could the emperor misunderstand that the son can't tolerate his younger brother? !
Shi Zi is the heir to the Royal Palace of Duan. He was raised up by King Duan since he was a child. He has always valued him, and Zezhi is his only son, the son he had hoped for more than ten years. Of course he also values ​​it.
The palms and backs of the hands are all meat.
The emperor also announced him to enter the palace yesterday, trying to persuade him to be a concubine, but he delayed the past by saying "I will think about it."
Maybe it would be better to separate these two sons.
Speaking of it, letting married sons live in separate residences is a precedent in the clan.
Duan Wang's eyes flickered for a while before he said: "...This king must think about it. You go back first."
Seeing King Duan's expression, Gu Zezhi knew that his heart was moving, and the corners of his lips were curled.
"Father, then I retire first."
Gu Zezhi accepted it and returned it.
He really didn't have the slightest interest in the title of Duan Palace. How could this kind of title obtained by his father's king compare to the one he earned himself.
He exposed the world’s son to death before the emperor, and asked the emperor to call his father to the capital. The purpose was to separate the palace and live alone, so as not to prevent Xiao Jiu from marrying away, and secondly, to prevent her from accepting the son and concubine in Luo'an City in the future. Of gas.
After the division of the residence, the "gifts" given by the elder son over the past few years, he should also be reasonable and return them one by one!
As for the title.
Gu Zezhi felt that he had to work hard!
At the time of the wedding, he can't be an ordinary clan, he has to pay Xiao Jiu's life.
Thinking of Qin Jiu, Gu Zezhi's expression softened.
So, the next morning, Gu Zezhi went to Yufu, and the person he wanted to see was naturally Yu Fuyun.
The young man hurriedly ran to the martial arts ground to pass a message, Yu Fuyun was practicing swords, the silver long sword danced with great power, only to see the ghost left by the long sword forming a silver sword net.
"Master," Tsing Yi said, "Master Gu is here."
Yu Fuyun danced two more swords, then took the sword, wondering how Gu Zezhi came.
"Cheng Ying, please invite people to the main hall." His breath was a little quick, and a little sweat was dripping from his forehead.
However, the young man Chengying said: "Gu San Gongzi said he would not come in, so he asked him to go out and go to the Siyi Pavilion to collect debts from Prince Yelu."
Speaking of Yeluluan, Chengying's heart set off a wave of anger: The Yu family and Beiyan are at odds. If it hadn't been for Beiyan, why would the Yu family be completely destroyed, and now only Yu Fuyun is left.
Yu Fuyun slowly retracted the sword into the scabbard, remembering the match between Gu Zezhi and Yeluluan when he was hunting in the Nanyuan Palace. The silver sword light reflected in his dark pupils, adding a bit of sharpness. Quite coldly.
Yu Fuyun wiped off the sweat from his forehead with a kerchief, changed his robe in a hurry, and went out.
Gu Zezhi was waiting outside the east corner gate on a white horse, and smiled at Yu Fuyun who was riding the horse, "I thought you would want to see it with your own eyes."
Gu Zezhi's tone was familiar as if they had known each other for many years.
Chengying looked back and forth between Gu Zezhi and Yu Fuyun with a little surprise. Didn't the third son of Duan Wang stay in Xijiang all the year round and only came to the capital in October this year? How did he look like he was familiar with his son?
Both Gu Zezhi and Yu Fuyun could see Cheng Ying's doubts and surprises, and did not say much.
The two of them actually met once more than two years ago, not in the capital, but in the northwest.
That year, the Gaoji tribe in the northwest and several small tribes repeatedly violated the border, disturbing the people in the Wansong grassland along the border into misfortune.
The Wansong Grassland happened to be the junction of the western and northern borders. Gu Zezhi was ordered by his father to kill the bandits and met Yu Fuyun across Wansong Lake.
At that time, Yu Fuyun wore silver armor, straddling a flaming horse, just like the contrast between ice and fire, with a spirit like a broken bamboo.
At that time, they didn't actually say anything. After all, they all had military life and were eager to pursue the remnants of the Gao Ji clan and those small clans. They only exchanged a gesture across the lake and acted separately.
After destroying the remnants of the Gao Ji clan, Gu Zezhi took his father's order and hurried back to Luo'an City to return to life. Since then, he has never seen Yu Fuyun again. He only heard of Yu Fuyun from King Duan. Victory, annihilated the other half of the enemy.
How could Gu Zezhi ever think that when they meet next time, the whole family of Yu family will be destroyed, and Yu Fuyun will also retreat from the army because of serious injuries...
However, Yu Fuyun is Yu Fuyun after all, he is like a snow leopard temporarily dormant, but after all, the leopard is a leopard and will not become a cat.
Gu Zezhi believed that he would return to the battlefield one day.
"Let's go." Yu Fuyun pinched the horse's belly, and the dark horse galloped out first.
Unwilling to be left behind, Gu Zezhi's white horse neighed and chased after him. The two went head-to-head and went to Siyi Pavilion together.
The people in Siyi Pavilion immediately went to report Yeluluan.
Yeluluan also knew that the emperor gave Gu Zezhi and Qin Jiu a marriage. He didn't want to see Gu Zezhi, but after another thought, he came.
The gauze on his face has been removed, revealing three blood-red scars on his left face, which is a bit more hideous without the former Ying Ting.
"Gu Zezhi, what can you do with me!" Yeluluan looked at Gu Zezhi with a bad face, thinking that the other party was looking for him for peace talks, and made up his mind to embarrass him.
Yeluluan also saw Yu Fuyun who was walking with Gu Zezhi, frowned slightly, her eyes gloomy.
Just as the Yu family and Beiyan are incompatible, Yeluluan also hates the Yu family.
If there were no Yu family, their Yan Guo would have taken Daqi Beijiang long ago.
Facing the aggressive Yelv Luan, Gu Zezhi was still calm and calm, and said calmly, "Prince Yelu, I specially took the prince to the Yingling Temple to apologize."
Yeluluan: "!!!"
Yeluluan seemed to have been splashed with ink, and his face instantly turned black.
Since he returned to Beijing from the Nanyuan Hunting Palace, no one mentioned this incident anymore, and he assumed that nothing had happened.
This Gu Zezhi is really his nemesis!
Yeluluan's eyes became more gloomy, like a gloomy pool.
He suppressed his anger and said: "I lost the last competition. I am willing to pay a thousand taels of gold."
"No." Gu Zezhi refused without saying a word, with a smile on his lips, but the meaning of his words was sharp as a sword. "Is Prince Yelu willing to gamble or concede? If he admits that your country is useless, cut The three cities of Beimeng City, Tuli City, and Lenta City were used as an apothecary, so this bet was cancelled."
Where did Yeluluan dare to promise to cut the city.
The three cities of Beimeng, Tuli and Lunta are the borders of their Yan Kingdom and the northern borders of Daqi. If these three cities are ceded to Daqi, it would be tantamount to facing the southern gate of Yan Kingdom. Let's open up!
Yeluluan stared at Gu Ze bitterly, gritted his teeth.
This matter has become a handle. Gu Zezhi, a sinister and cunning guy, will definitely use this to speak loudly during the peace talks.
But here is Daqi, he sent it under the fence.
Yeluluan gritted his teeth, and his voice squeezed out between his teeth: "Okay, I go! Yan people dare to act, I will go now!"
After he knelt, Yan Guo no longer had a handle in Gu Zezhi's hands. value!
"Please!" Gu Zezhi smiled and stretched out his hand to make a petition.
Yeluluan flicked his sleeves heavily, and walked out from the Siyi Pavilion.
As soon as I walked out of the gate of Siyi Pavilion, a tumult of noise came to my face.
The streets are crowded with people coming and going.
Several government officials were holding gongs and drums, knocking the gong to attract the attention of pedestrians, while shouting with their voices: "Look, take a look! Prince Beiyan is going to the Yingling Temple to make amends to the heroes who died in Daqi's battle. "
"I know that tens of thousands of heroic spirits who died in battle are alive in the sky, so it's time to look at them!"
Those yamen repeated these words repeatedly, so more and more people gathered at the sound, and the crowd on the street became denser.
"Prince Beiyan really wants to go to the Yingling Temple to apologize? Then I must go and see it." A gray-clothed youth said excitedly, "One of my cousins ​​died on the battlefield of Beijiang three years ago. Twenty-two years old, and now leave behind an orphan and a widow."
"The people of Beiyan are ferocious and cold-blooded. They have repeatedly committed crimes over the years, disturbing the peace of the border. I don't know how many soldiers died on the battlefield, and many innocent people died tragically!" A scholar on the side of the road reprimanded with indignation.
"Yeah yeah."
"We have a family in the village next door who fled from Beijiang. I heard that half of the people in the village died at the hands of the Beiyan people. Even the one-year-old children weren't let go. It was a on earth..."
The people were full of righteous indignation, and they denounced the evil deeds of the Beiyan people.
Yu Fuyun also heard these conversations with a grim expression.
He knew best, that what these people portrayed was only one or two, and the sins committed by the Beiyan Army in Northern Xinjiang were hard to atone for their sins!
On the streets, the people's emotions became more and more vigorous, like a pot of boiling water.
When Yeluluan came out of Siyi Pavilion, the eyes of the people all looked at him.
Yeluluan's bilan eyes and profound facial features are obviously different from those of the Central Plains. The people easily guessed his identity and looked at him with indignation.
Yeluluan: "!!!"
He originally thought he was just going to the Yingling Temple to kowtow, and the momentary humiliation would pass. He didn't expect that Gu Zezhi was so despicable that he would actually get this out, stamping his face, their Yan Guo's face on the ground!
"Gu Zezhi, what do you mean?" Yeluluan asked almost every word.
Gu Zezhi looked at him with a gentle smile, "Since Prince Yelu is so sincere to apologize for the invasion of Dasheng on behalf of Yan, of course I must let my Dasheng people know."
"Or, does Prince Yelu want to cede the three cities?"
Gu Zezhi pressed harder, his tone and smile remained warm.
Yu Fuyun's young fellow Chengying looked at Gu Zezhi with scorching eyes, almost applauded.
Yeluluan's face changed in blue and purple, and he only felt that the eyes of the people around him were shooting arrows on his face. He was annoyed and hated, embarrassed and unwilling.
Gu Zezhi reached out again for a petition.
But Yeluluan actually had no other choice.
The Yingling Temple is located on Daying Street in the west of the city. Although it is located in the capital, it is quiet in the middle of the noisy. The old trees on both sides of the street are towering, and there is a quiet and solemn atmosphere.
Today's Daying Street is particularly lively. The sound of gongs, drums, and people's comments made the whole street uproar.
Because this crowd of people was so powerful, it attracted more onlookers along the way, forming a team of at least several thousand people, and it was overwhelming.
Gu Zezhi had asked the Five Cities Soldiers to help maintain order in advance. If they opened the way in advance, the road was unimpeded.
Yeluluan went to the Yingling Shrine with a stern face amidst the sound of gongs, drums and criticism.
The door of the Yingling Temple was open. Yeluluan, Gu Zezhi and Yu Fuyun entered the Yingling Temple together. In the courtyard directly in front of them stood three huge stone tablets, each with tens of thousands of names inscribed. These are the names of the heroic spirits who died for Daqi.
In this Yingling Temple, there is a forest of steles, and there are many such steles in the forest of steles.
In fact, there are countless Daqi soldiers who died in battle, without leaving a name.
"Prince Yelu, please!"
Gu Zezhi stood with his hand in his hand. At this moment, there was no more smile on his face, his expression was solemn, standing there like a sharp red tasseled spear.
I don't know when, the surroundings fell into silence, and the people outside the Yingling Temple all looked at Yeluluan's back, their eyes burning.
Yeluluan froze for a while, then pulled up his robe and knelt down with difficulty, feeling the sound of something broken in his ears.
The slate floor of the twelfth lunar month was as cold and hard as ice, with a biting chill.
Yeluluan clenched his fist tightly, with green veins protruding from the back of his hand.
Yeluluan leaned down with difficulty, feeling like a giant stone on his back was pressing on him, and he could not breathe, his forehead stopped three inches from the ground...
A knock on his head meant that Yan Guo bowed his head to Da Qi.
Yeluluan's face was flushed red, and he wished to disappear out of thin air. However, Gu Zezhi's unimportant voice came in his ears: "Prince Yelv, why not consider the three cities?"
This person... Yeluluan's heart was burning, and he secretly vowed that Gu Zezhi would not be able to eliminate his hatred.
Yeluluan almost knocked his head off with all his strength.
First.
the second.
The third.
At the same time, without knowing who started it, the people outside the Hall of Heroes also knelt down one after another, and the entire street was short.
The people are also kowtow in the direction of the Yingling Temple and the stele, but they are not apologizing, but grateful to the heroes for giving their lives to protect Daqi!
Only with the sacrifices of these heroic spirits can Daqi's current peace and Beiyan's bowing to the court now!
Yu Fuyun at the back watched this scene quietly, feeling unspeakably happy in his heart, looking up at the blue sky. Father, uncle, brothers in the family, and so many ancestors of the Yu family who died in battle, have you seen this scene?
After Yeluluan knocked his head, he immediately stood up from the ground and shot Gu Zezhi with a gloomy look, trying to say something, but in the end he said nothing.
He actually didn't need to say anything, his murderous eyes had already explained everything.
He snorted coldly, walked out of the gate of Yingling Shrine without looking back, turned on his horse, and rode away at the fastest speed, leaving all the people's comments behind.
Both Gu Zezhi and Yu Fuyun did not put their minds on Yeluluan's body anymore, and they both bypassed the stone stele and entered the main hall of the Yingling Temple in front.
In the main hall, densely packed tablets are enshrined like terraces. Here are the tablets of outstanding generals. Among them, there are also Yu clan members one after another, including Yu Fuyun's father, uncle, grandfather, Great grandfather...
The two quietly knelt down on the futon, put the incense on them, and knocked their heads.
After a while, the two came out of the main hall again, and Gu Zezhi said quietly: "Next is the peace talks between the two countries, do you want to come together?"
Yu Fuyun didn't speak, and looked at him with raised eyebrows.
Gu Zezhi smiled slightly: "You know Bei Yan better than I do, and you know how to make Bei Yan more painful."
Cheng Ying, who was guarding under the eaves of the main hall, also heard this sentence, and once again admired this Young Master Gu. It's absolutely amazing!
Yu Fuyun stepped down on the stone steps, stopped beside a vigorous old pine, nodded and said: "Okay."
The cold wind howled, making the ancient pine sway and rustle, seeming to echo something.
On the same day, Gu Zezhi went into the palace and went to the Imperial Study Room, and asked the emperor Yu Fuyun to assist him in the peace talks with Beiyan.
Yeluluan went to the Yingling Temple to apologize for Beiyan so much that it spread throughout the capital, and the emperor naturally heard about it.
The emperor was very happy, but he regretted that Gu Zezhi didn't tell him earlier that he could still go to see the excitement.
Regarding Gu Zezhi's request, the emperor should be very happy.
"Also."
These simple words contained a sigh that only the emperor knew. Yu Fuyun's body has not been well maintained, so the emperor did not dare to do anything for him before.
Hey, there is an errand that makes him relieved, so as not to keep him immersed in the past...
The emperor turned the jade finger on his thumb, thought for a moment, and then turned around: "Zezhi, can your mother and concubine choose a date to propose marriage?"
Gu Zezhi smiled and nodded, "The seventh day of the twelfth lunar month is set."
"Okay!" The emperor was overjoyed, and he knew in his heart that the princess had acted neatly, "I'm just waiting to drink the wedding wine of you and Xiao Jiu!"
On the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, Duan’s Palace invited Princess Su as a matchmaker, prepared a generous gift, and went to Qin’s family to propose marriage.