Chang Anqing

Chapter 252 Night Trading
In just nine days, the army led by Zhao Yi rushed to Lanzhou to station. However, everything was settled in one day and one night. The army has quickly made preparations to confront the Turks.

"This time, we are rushing day and night, and we are exhausted. It is not suitable for the whole army to fight immediately. The vanguard should detect the enemy's reality and replace it with ease—"

Speaking of this, Zhao Yi, who was standing under the map, turned to look at Wuwei General Yang Yuanjing and said: "Mr. Yang has fought against the Turks several times, and he knows himself and his enemy. Moreover, Wuchuan Town, which is guarded by Mr. Yang, is close to the place where the two armies fought. The soldiers and horses in Wuchuan Town are brave You are good at fighting, and this time you arrived here before the Xizhou Army, so this time the first battle with the Turks will be handed over to Duke Yang, how about it?"

Not to mention that Zhao Yi was originally the general manager personally arranged by the Taiwei, even if he heard Zhao Yi's push and push combat deployment, Yang Yuanjing would not have benefited, so he responded without hesitation.

Seeing this, Zhao Yi immediately looked at each other and nodded, and then said: "In addition to this battle, let's—"

"Your Majesty."

Just when Zhao Yi was about to continue talking, a voice suddenly sounded from the crowd, and Guo Zhao, who had been demoted because of a disadvantage in the battle, clasped his fists and said firmly: "I am also willing to go and make meritorious deeds. Also ask the king to complete it."

Hearing this sentence, everyone looked on silently. In the past, even if the position of governor was occupied by Yang Yuanjing, the Taiwei's in-law, the position of deputy chief should be taken by Guo Zhao. What made all the leaders angry was that even if the Yuling King wanted to be tolerant, the emperor and the Taiwei would not be able to pass the test.

Looking at the calm and forbearing figure under the case, Zhao Yi said in silence for a moment: "I also understand Guo Gong's loyalty to the army."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yi looked up at the crowd and said, "In addition, Guo Zhao, General of the Left Zhengbei, and General Li Shen, General of the Right Pioneer, will each lead [-] troops to join Dudu Yang in the battle."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was surprised, but no matter what Guo Zhao did, he couldn't get past him, so Yang Yuanjing didn't raise any objections to Zhao Yi's appointment.

On the contrary, Guo Zhao raised his head in shock at this moment, and happened to meet Zhao Yi's trusting eyes as always, and he couldn't help turning his eyes red because he was half a soldier, and immediately nodded and cupped his fists and said: "This subordinate will do its best to live up to the king's grace. "

As the moonlight deepened, everything was arranged clearly. When everyone stepped over the threshold and chatted in twos and threes, Guo Zhao, who was walking in front, heard a laughing voice behind him.

"Guo Gong has a great reputation. It is my blessing to be able to fight with Guo Gong this time, with Guo Gong's assistance."

Looking back, seeing Yang Yuanjing slowly approaching, cupping his hands and smiling in praise, Guo Zhao's eyebrows were much more humble than before, and he immediately replied politely: "The governor is a shame to me. , I am the leader in the Zhou army, and today I can walk with the governor, it is me—”

"Ai--"

Before Guo Zhao finished speaking, Yang Yuanjing personally lifted Guo Zhao's arched hands and interrupted: "You and I have been working together for so many years, so don't be so polite anymore—"

After finishing speaking, Yang Yuanjing continued: "If Mr. Guo has any opinions on the war this time, you and I can discuss it at any time, and you don't need to worry about those names outside of you..."

Seeing the two people chatting enthusiastically in front of them, everyone else seemed to know it well.

In the past, no matter how famous Yang Yuanjing was, he couldn't surpass Guo Zhao. However, now that the feng shui has changed, Yang Yuanjing's daughter married Yang Yan, Duke of Chang'an. On the contrary, he became a big soldier.

But even so, there is no one to blame. Who told Guo Zhao to be used to being rampant in the past, so he provoked a whole body of crimes and was demoted several levels.

When they parted ways, they stood silently at the same place and looked at Yang Yuanjing's retreating back with a smile, but Guo Zhao's heart was already burning like a raging fire, wishing to tear that tall and smug figure to pieces.

He has fought for half his life, how can he not see that Yang Yuanjing seems to respect and admire him, but in fact he is showing the spectrum of a superior.

Compared with him, Yang Yuanjing is nothing, and he deserves to be his deputy.

"Boshu—"

At this moment, Guo Zhao turned around and saw his friend Wang Shu approaching him to comfort him: "This deployment shows that the king still trusts you, and this is also a good momentum—"

Hearing this, the corners of Guo Zhao's lips sank, and his eyes said calmly: "There is Yang Yuanjing, who is ecstatic, and Li Shen, who is still young, is on the same level. You should take one bite at a time."

Seeing that Guo Zhao no longer pretended to be just now, and completely exposed his unwillingness, Wang Shu, as a good friend, also sincerely comforted him: "No matter what happens to others, you and the king are half from Xizhou after all. People under Duke Hou’s command, with such kindness, and—”

"I heard that these days you are a popular person beside the king—"

Impatient with Wang Shu's earnestness, Guo Zhao turned his head and pointedly said: "How can I not listen to what you say, as you said, the kindness of the king, I will always remember it in my heart, but I dare not forget it for a moment. .”

After that, Guo Zhao said: "It's late at night, I still have something to do, so I won't bother you."

Seeing Guo Zhao salute, turn around and leave, Wang Shu didn't say anything after all, and watched him drift away quietly.

Those who have different ways will eventually part ways.

Thinking back to the past with Duke Hou, although Guo Zhao was self-willed, he was restrained, but now he has forgotten more and more. He seems to respect the boss of King Yuling, but in fact his heart is full of both Shengyu and He Shengliang. The feeling of resentment is precisely because of this leaf blinding him, so that he cannot see that Yuling King's deep strategy is actually far ahead of him, but he is not aware of it, or he is unwilling to admit it.

In the dead of night, under the quiet moonlight, Guo Zhao walked alone under a short wall, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the layers of brocade crawling on the wall, pursing his lips lightly, as if he was waiting for something.

For a long time, it was not until the night wind blew up the sleeves of his clothes that there was a slight sound of footsteps behind him.

Looking back, Guo Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the figure in front of him dressed as a servant, and the next moment the person who came came saluted, and carefully took out a bottle from his sleeve and handed it over.

"Mr. Guo be careful—"

Just as Guo Zhao took it and Fang was about to open it, he heard a nervous reminder from the other side.

Facing Guo Zhao's suspicious eyes, the visitor immediately lowered his voice and said, "This thing has a wide impact, please don't spill anything on it, Mr. Guo—"

"Can it be so powerful?"

Sneaking lightly, although the words were suspicious, Guo Zhao still suppressed the urge to uncover them, and only looked at them silently.

"Don't worry, Mr. Guo. I don't dare to be perfunctory about the matter arranged by the lord. When you ask Mr. Guo to use it, you must be careful, so as not to hurt yourself—"

Hearing this, Guo Zhao held the bottle tightly and said, "Okay, step back."

As soon as the words fell, the man immediately nodded humbly, and stepped back cautiously.

Hearing the clear wind in his ears, Guo Zhao raised his hand and looked at the things in his hands, his eyes were dim, and he no longer held back the slightest bit.

He hibernates, waits, endures, for too long.

(End of this chapter)