The reborn general girl is the emperor

Chapter 251
For several days in a row, Yan Qing followed Guo Jia around Yangcheng, as if he had forgotten about the deadline for taking office.

This makes Guo Youning, who wants to be passive and sabotage but can't quit, feel very complicated.

They were the ones who planned to delay Yan Qing's appointment at the beginning, and used the emperor's hand to suppress Yan Qing; they were the ones who were always on guard against Yan Qing's private friendship with important officials in Yangcheng and meddling in the affairs of northern Xinjiang, and they were the ones who were unwilling to step in even the defense department .

Now, Yan Qing complied with their wishes, obsessed with fun, neglected his duties, and resented his leisurely attitude, it was they.

Glancing at Wu Fang who was sorting out and reporting government affairs, Guo Youning pressed the center of his eyebrows with a slight headache.

The only thing that makes him happy these days is that the person who monitored Yan Qing has not been caught again, and there is no need to deal with bad things temporarily.

Last time, I reluctantly used documents to prevaricate, but this time there are only handover documents to be signed.

It would not be a bad thing for Yan Qing to sign the paperwork and go away to take office, out of sight and out of mind.

But his master secretary was unwilling to let him go easily.

Just to suppress the newcomers and stabilize the Guo family and his position in northern Xinjiang?

Guo Youning looked at Wu Fang through his fingers.

He couldn't understand Yan Qing's purpose of jumping into it when he knew it was a pit, but he also couldn't see clearly what his friends who had been with him day and night for decades were thinking.

Sensing Guo Youning's gaze, Wu Fang raised his head from a pile of documents, "What's wrong?"

"tired."

Covering his face with one hand, Guo Youning leaned back, slumped in the chair, and complained quietly, "There are endless things to deal with every day, and I don't have time to spend with Jia Er."

Hearing Guo Youning mention Guo Jia, Wu Fang's eyes flickered slightly, and he took a deep look at Guo Youning. Seeing that he seemed to be complaining unintentionally, he closed his eyes, put down the document in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Jiaer recently Getting very close to Yan Qing?"

Guo Youning nodded dejectedly, "I don't know what's so good about Yan Qing, I go to her every day, and I don't even have time to have a meal with my old father."

Speaking of this, Guo Youning became even more resentful.

"A deep boudoir may not have any grudges against a great general like you."

Wu Fang glanced at him, picked up the document again, and drew two strokes, "I'm not afraid that the people under you will laugh at you."

Guo Youning didn't take it seriously, "I am eager to love my daughter, who is laughing at me? His teeth are loose!"

For Guo Youning's silly words from time to time, Wu Fang has long been used to it.

"Jia'er is indeed getting too close to Yan Qing."

After reading a page of the book, Wu Fang said without raising his head, "You should remind her."

"If the reminder is useful, why should I complain to you?"

Guo Youning's words were all helpless, "You know her temper, she is very offbeat, and she has the best way to handle her old father, me, what can I do?"

Wu Fang raised his head from the book, and looked at Guo Youning with a serious expression, "As a member of the imperial court, Yan Qing has no good intentions at all. Jiaer's nature is straightforward and kind, so it's hard to guarantee that she won't be used by the other party. You can't protect her after all. For the rest of her life, people in this world are sinister, so she should be aware of it."

Guo Youning, who was lying on his back in the chair, straightened his body, met Wu Fang's gaze, his expression was rarely straightened, and he said meaningfully: "You and I are also members of the imperial court."

Wu Fang was startled, then frowned, "Even if you are an official in the same dynasty, people are different."

Wu Fang's eyes were burning, which made Guo Youning frowned imperceptibly, and turned his eyes away.

"Yeah, people are different."

Guo Youning lay back in the chair again, looked at the carved beams, and echoed inexplicably, "When you were my age, you had just left school. Some people have already achieved so much fame that no one can match them."

"Really, in troubled times there are heroes, and in prosperous times there are many mediocrities."

Guo Youning was speaking in frustration, but Wu Fang lowered his eyes, and the pages in his hands were wrinkled.

"If there are generations of shadows, if you are taught by a famous general since you were young, and you can lead the army, you don't have to climb up from the bottom, even if you are mediocre, you may not be able to become a hero."

Wu Fang pursed his lips, trying to keep his voice as usual, "Besides, you took over the Zhenbei Army at the age of 26, inherited the position of Zhenbei Marquis, quelled the border riots, and made great military achievements. If you are mediocre, who can be considered a hero?"

Guo Youning curled up his fingers on the armrest of the chair, glanced at Wu Fang who was buried in the mountain of books from the corner of his eye, and suddenly remembered that when the leaves fell all over the ground, the young man in a green shirt shook off the fallen leaves and rummaged through the pile of dead leaves. The scene where the book is put away and the fallen leaves are silently cleaned up.

From the son of a sixth-rank son of a teaching assistant, he was lucky enough to surpass the sons of the emperor's relatives, princes and generals, and became the companion of the former prince. His grades are mediocre and there is nothing to recommend him, but he is the most serious student in the whole school.

He was more sober and serious than anyone else.

"What are you thinking about?"

Wu Fang's deep voice awakened Guo Youning.

The same question, but it is not as clear as when I was young.

Guo Youning shook his head, turned his face away, and said half-jokingly: "I just think that what you said is not praising me, but more like hurting me."

Wu Fang's eyes flickered slightly, and he lowered his eyes, avoiding Guo Youning's sight, "You think too much."

is it?

Guo Youning's smiling brows faded, and he didn't ask this question out of his mouth.

"Do things, do things."

Taking a deep breath, Guo Youning stretched his waist, opened the government documents again, and raised the ink pen, "Today is Shensi's birthday, so I have to go back early to have dinner with the two of them."

Seeing Guo Youning revealing the matter jokingly, Wu Fang felt relieved.

However, before he could turn a new page, he heard Guo Youning say again: "Today, you separate out the documents to be signed for the handover of the three frontier cities, and let that person sign it quickly and get out tomorrow."

Wu Fang was stunned, and suddenly looked up, but saw Guo Youning writing vigorously without raising his head.

The force with which the pen is written is as if the pen is an enemy to be punished.

"To save her from having nothing to do every day, causing Jia'er to think about running outside, even missing her homework!"

Guo Youning's tone and demeanor are impeccable, just like an old father who has only his daughter in his heart and eyes, and regards the person who robbed him of his position in the heart of his daughter as an unworldly enemy.

It was hard to tell if he really hated this person, or if he just wanted to go with the flow.

Wu Fang narrowed his eyes and put down the account book in his hand, "I'm afraid it's inappropriate for Yan Qing to take over the military affairs of the border defense now."

"What's wrong?"

Guo Youning didn't stop writing, and said nonchalantly, "Can she still have the ability to provoke the soldiers in the battalion to fight against me?"

"The generals in the army are naturally partial to you, but if they are used by others to be directly hostile to Yan Qing, it will not be a good thing."

Wu Fang glanced at him, took out a few sheets of paper from a pile of books, and handed them over, "Look at this."

(End of this chapter)