Chang Geng couldn't scream. On the way he came, everyone he met secretly looked at him. The waves of eyes almost drowned him, but he still couldn't see that he had a hair similarity to the one on the dragon bed.

He heard Gu Yun attach himself to his ear and whisper: "Whether you are sincere or false, just call me."

Chang Geng turned his head and saw his little adoptive father's eyes. The eyes were clear and cold, and there was no trace of tears. He was pretending, and he looked beautiful and ruthless.

The seemingly ruthless person sighed and whispered: "I beg you."

No matter how much resistance Chang Geng had, no matter how much he could not understand, he compromised after hearing this sentence. He thought to himself, "Just treat me as a consolation for him."

He lowered his eyes and said without much care: "Father."

Yuanhe's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had accumulated the last vitality into a ball of thieves, and it exploded with a lot of colors like fireworks. He looked at Chang Geng for a long time, and said with a pride: "Give me... I'll give you a name, I hope my son is so grand, so I can't worry and worry. A life of peace, a long life... Do you have a nickname?"

Chang Geng: "Yes, it's called Chang Geng."

Yuan Hedi's lips were slightly tilted, and a "hoho" sounded in his throat, and he couldn't speak for a moment.

Gu Yun had no choice but to step forward, help the old emperor up, patted him gently on the back, and let him spit out an old phlegm. Emperor Yuanhe rolled his eyes so much that he was choking, trembling with panting, and lay back with a sigh, and a chicken claw grabbed Gu Yun's hand.

Gu Yun: "I'm here."

Yuanhe Emperor said like a broken bellows: "His brothers are all older, only my Chang Geng, I can't watch him adult..."

Gu Yun seemed to feel something, and faced the old emperor's eyes, old and young, tears still, and they only exchanged their gazes for a moment, as if they had a certain tacit understanding quickly.

Gu Yun: "I know."

"I have entrusted this child to you, Zixi, I have no one else, I can only trust you, you have to take care of him for me..." Emperor Yuanhe's voice became lighter and lighter, and he muttered a lot of nonsense. Gu Yun struggled to recognize his meaning from it, "I want to give him a title...where did you find him?"

Gu Yun: "The geese in the northern border return."

"Yan Hui..." Emperor Yuan He repeated quietly, "I have never been there, how far away. Then... I will issue an edict to grant the fourth son of the emperor Li Min the King of Yanbei, but... cough cough... but not now, I have to wait until he gets the crown..."

Gu Yun listened quietly that the Daliang Dynasty usually has a single word as a prince. For example, the second prince was named "King of Wei", and both characters were named a county prince, with a slightly lower rank, and usually the royal family members who were named a far-reaching royal family.

Emperor Yuanhe: "I am not wronged him, but I can't protect him anymore. In the future, my brothers will not be dissatisfied... Zixi, do you know why I have to ask him to win the crown before he can assault the title of the king?"

Gu Yun paused for a moment and nodded.

Chang Geng didn't know what puzzle they fought, and his heart jumped up for unknown reasons, as if he had a premonition.

Emperor Yuanhe said: "Because I want to issue an order to adopt my Chang Geng to you, so that he will rely on you for a few years without any titles. Zixi, you have to treat him well. Even if you have your own children in the future, don't complain about him. He is in his teens and will not be bothered by you for a few years. When you get the crown, you will let him go out to build a mansion. At that time, according to the standards of the prince... I have chosen all the places..."

When Emperor Yuanhe said this, he choked in his throat in one breath and started coughing violently. Gu Yun wanted to reach out to help him, but the old emperor waved it away.

The old emperor looked at Chang Geng, whose face was inexplicably pale, and he became more and more sad the more he looked at him.

He thought to himself, why can't such a good child be by his side?

Why did he finally find it back but he took a look at it less?

Emperor Yuanhe hurriedly moved his eyes from Chang Geng, and said to Gu Yun like a cowardly old boy: "It's so dusty all the way, so I'm so tired. Let the child go down and rest. I'll say a few more words to you."

Gu Yun led Chang Geng to the door and handed it to the eunuch waiting there. He whispered in his ear: "Go and rest first, I'll find you later."

Chang Geng didn't say anything, and silently followed the eunuch who led the way, unable to tell what it felt.

This time, he became Gu Yun's adopted son justified, which should have been a good thing, but he was inexplicably unable to be happy.

But the words of gold and jade have been settled, and he cannot tolerate rejection, resist, or even say more.

He could only walk away from the palace full of medicine and death breath with his head down, and after a few steps, Chang Geng couldn't help but look back at Gu Yun. Just as he saw Gu Yun turn sideways, Anding Hou had a side face that could be entered into the painting, with a wide and thick court ward wrapped around him, which added a sense of indescribable restraint out of thin air, which made people feel bitter.

"What are you thinking?" Chang Geng smiled bitterly and said to himself, "You were the son of a hundred households in the border a few days ago. There was a mother who could abuse you and poison you, but today she became the adopted son of Anding Hou. Can you dream of such good deeds?"

He just laughed at himself and was helpless to do anything around him. The thirteen-year-old boy walked through the dim palace corridor, a total of ninety-nine or eighty-one steps, and he walked forever.

The door closed gently, and a faint smoke was emitted from the incense burner with steam scattered at the head of the bed.

Emperor Yuanhe said to Gu Yun, who was kneeling on the bedside, "I remember that when you were a child, you were the best with Ayan. At an average age, you stood together like a pair of dolls made of jade."

When talking about the third prince who d prematurely, Gu Yun's expression finally moved: "I am very naughty and cannot compare to the third prince since I was a child and well-educated person."

"You are not naughty," Yuan Hedi paused and repeated in a low voice, "No naughty... If Ayan missed you a little, how could he early? The dragon gave birth to dragon, the phoenix gave birth to phoenix. What kind of species will it grow into a tree, Zixi, what is the iron blood of the late emperor... "

Gu Yun: "I am afraid."

Emperor Yuanhe waved his hand: "There are no outsiders today, so I will tell you a few truths. Zixi, you should have expanded your territory and the wolves will bow their heads tremblingly when they see them, but I am always worried that you will be too resentful and will lose your blessings in the future."

There are rumors in the market that Gu Yun's grandfather, Emperor Wu, was so guilty that he ended up in a miserable old age and could not keep his children.

"Although the King of Wei has a big heart, if you guard it, the prince will be in trouble in the future. I am just a little worried about you... If you listen to me, everything is too much or too little, you should cherish your blessings and be up and down... The old abbot of Huguo Temple has also watched you grow up since childhood. The Dharma is boundless. If you have time, go to his place to sit more often."

The old bald donkey in Huguo Temple has a crow's mouth. He once said that Gu Yun was destined to defeat his relatives. Because of this, Gu Yun never refused to step into Huguo Temple.

At this time, when the emperor mentioned it, Gu Yun thought to himself: "By the way, I forgot that old bald donkey. If I have the chance, I must settle the score with him and burned his bad Buddhist temple that deceived the world and stole the reputation."

After the death of the old marquis, the emperor also used this ominous argument to weaken the Xuantie Camp. However, in recent years, people from foreign countries have frequently traveled to Daliang, the northern border, the Western Regions, and even the East China Sea. Where are there no covetous eyes looking at the land of China greedily?

The murder is too serious and ominous. Is it true that the country has fallen, the territory is filled with smoke, the people are displaced, and the corpses are floating thousands of miles away? Even if harmony is the most important thing, will everything be fine?

If Marshal Gu is as sentimental as his cousin who is a man of three thousand miles apart, then who will the ignorant and unconscious people in the great country rely on to guard the territory?

Will the Hanlin people in the court be sent to "suppose people with virtue"?

Not only did Gu Yun want to fight, but he also wanted to fight once and for all. It would be better to directly level the Western Regions and fight to the doorsteps of the Western foreigners who covet the Central Plains every few days, so that they would be frightened and would never dare to spy on other people's great rivers and mountains.

When he quelled the rebellion of the Western Regions, Gu Yun wrote a letter to ask for it. The emperor might think he was crazy and rejected it in one go. Not only did he dismiss him, he also used the inexplicable task of "retrieving the Fourth Prince".

Of course, the emperor did not expect that he would restrain Gu Yun to the northern border, and Gu Yun tied him up with a barbarian prince.

Some people, if they kill and attack stars, do not expand their territory for good generals, they will definitely return to the court and harm the country and the people.

The passionate emperor who was about to and the ruthless general who was in full swing lay down and knelt down, and dug his heart out for the last time at the narrow bedside, but no one could convince anyone.

Emperor Yuanhe looked at his cold eyes and suddenly felt sad.

The old emperor thought, if he hadn't been greedy for the imperial power, would he be just a idle prince who fights with a cock?

He could not meet the destined woman, and he might promise his lifelong affection to someone else, and he would not have to be separated for so many years.

Only those who are cold-hearted and cold-hearted in this throne filled with thorns and dry bones are qualified to sit on it, right?

Emperor Yuanhe murmured: "Zi Xi... Where is Zi Xi..."

Gu Yun's expression, which was cast in iron, fluctuated a moment, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and his straight shoulders softened slightly, no longer so straight and inhumane.

Emperor Yuanhe asked, "Will you resent me?"

Gu Yun: "I don't dare."

Emperor Yuanhe asked again: "Then will you miss me in the future?"

Gu Yun shut up.

The old emperor stared at him relentlessly: "Why don't you speak?"

Gu Yun was silent for a while, but didn't see any sadness. He just said lightly: "If the emperor goes, Zixi will have no relatives."

The Emperor Yuanhe's chest seemed to be grabbed by a hand for a moment. He had never seen this little bastard say a soft word in his life. Now, just this sentence seems to have wiped out the grudges and loves and dislikes that the two generations have never been announced, leaving only a faint attachment to loneliness fading in the passing time.

At this time, an eunuch carefully reminded at the door: "Master, it's time to get the medicine."

Gu Yun came to his senses, and when he looked up, he became the unparalleled human-shaped weapon: "Prince, take care of the dragon body, I will take my leave."

Emperor Yuanhe suddenly called his nickname: "Xiao Shiliu!"

Gu Yun paused slightly.

Yuan Hedi stretched out his hand under the pillow with difficulty and found a string of old wooden Buddhist beads: "Come here, stretch out your hand."

Gu Yun looked at the panting old man holding the string of insignificant Buddhist beads on his wrist, feeling a little complicated.

"Big cousin... is watching you." Yuan Hedi patted the back of his hand and said indescribable.

Gu Yun was very sad, and his calmness on the surface could hardly be maintained, so he had to leave in a hurry.

Three days later, the emperor d.
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