The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 153 Qiu Chuji wants to accept a disciple, Wanyan Honglie ascends the throne

While training the army, Guo Jing sent troops to attack Shaanxi. He did not occupy any cities, but only plundered craftsmen, people, and money to strengthen himself. Killing was inevitable in the process, but he had to do these things.

The Mongolian troops were advancing like a hot knife through butter and were still conquering cities. After he took Xijing, he stayed there without moving. It was inevitable that other generals would have opinions about him. A considerable portion of the money and food looted by the army had to be handed over, and these resources were very important to Mongolia.

Soon, the Spring Festival arrived.

Snowflakes were whizzing in the sky, and smoke was rising from the roof and floating into the sky.

In Xijing City, shops, inns, restaurants and other places all hung red lanterns, adding a little festivity to the festival. The traces of war seemed to have disappeared, and merchants and travelers were coming and going, and the place seemed to have regained its former prosperity.

General's Mansion.

Guo Jing was wearing a green robe, had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a resolute face, and there seemed to be an indescribable temperament in his every move, confident yet cold. At this moment, he was standing in the garden pavilion, his eyes fixed on the two little kids on the ground, with a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

Two little kids were wearing thick coats and were unsteadily walking and crawling. Suddenly one of them lost his balance and sat down on his butt, starting to cry. The little kid next to him saw his companion crying and started to cry too.

Before Hua Zheng went over, Li Ping came forward and picked up the crying Guo Cheng'an to comfort him. Soon, he burst into laughter, with tears still in his two little eyes, and a happy smile on his lips.

Guo Jing looked somewhat helpless, and picked up Guo Chengping from the ground to comfort him, "Mom, An'er is almost two years old and still hasn't learned to walk. You can't spoil him like this!"

Li Ping teased her grandson and said nonchalantly, "He's not even two years old yet, why are you so anxious? When you were his age, you couldn't even stand up. You didn't learn to walk until you were three. Mom almost got worried sick. I think Chengping and the others are smarter than you."

Hearing this, Guo Jing and Hua Zheng looked at each other and a bitter smile appeared on their lips. There was nothing they could do. The grandmother doted on her grandson and it was difficult for him as a father to stop her. He was indeed stupid when he was a child and might not be as good as these two boys.

Li Ping took Guo Chengping from Guo Jing's arms and glanced at his face. "Okay, leave the child to me. You guys can go about your business."

"Mom, we're leaving first." The couple nodded and left. Li Ping looked at their departing backs, then looked at her grandson in her arms, and murmured, "Be busy, be busy, my eldest grandson, grandma will accompany you!"

As he spoke, a smile appeared on his face again, a smile that was very satisfied.

……

The couple came out of the garden and stood side by side in the corridor. After a moment of silence, Guo Jing asked, "Hua Zheng, I see that you seem to be worried."

A trace of worry appeared between Hua Zheng's brows, "Guo Jing, do you think I am a jealous woman?"

After giving birth, Hua Zheng regained her slender figure and her facial lines became softer, combining the innocence of a girl and the charm of a young woman. At this moment, she frowned, looking very lovable.

Hearing this, Guo Jing was slightly stunned, "How could it be? You are my good wife, how could you be a jealous woman? If it weren't for your help recently, who knows how much trouble would have happened."

This was true. Since the army set out on the expedition, Guo Jing had strictly prohibited his soldiers from massacring the city and killing prisoners, which caused dissatisfaction among the Mongolian cavalry. Therefore, after every great victory, he had to bring Hua Zheng to a banquet for his generals and give them money and food.

Massacre had become a habit for these Mongolian cavalrymen. Every time they conquered a city, they would start a killing spree to vent their anger. They could obtain spoils without killing, but they chose to use this most cruel method.

Guo Jing charged into battle with unparalleled bravery and had a very high prestige, but even his prestige could not suppress these unruly Mongolian cavalry. After all, they were Genghis Khan's soldiers and he could not dispose of them at will, so he had to move Hua Zheng out.

After all, Hua Zheng is the daughter of Genghis Khan and represents Genghis Khan to some extent.

Hua Zheng's big, shining eyes were full of confusion. "If that's not the case, then why didn't you take any of the women they sent over, and sent them all to me? I wouldn't be angry even if you took them all into your room."

"My father has hundreds of women, and my uncles are the same. They are all your spoils of war. Why don't you want them?"

Guo Jing burst out laughing. He had never thought that Hua Zheng's concern was about this. "You are my wife and the mother of my child. I don't want to let you down. Having you in my life is enough. How can I give you to someone else?"

For a moment, Hua Zheng's eyes were filled with tears. She leaned into Guo Jing's arms, sniffed his scent, and murmured to herself, "Guo Jing, you are so nice..." Even though the women of the grassland were accustomed to their husbands finding other women, the romance of a couple living together for a lifetime could still pierce their hearts.

At the same time, she decided in her heart that she must help Guo Jing find other women to help the country expand and continue the bloodline.

As the daughter of Genghis Khan, she knew very well that a man like her father, like Guo Jing, could not have only one woman in his whole life. In her heart, Guo Jing was equated with her father Khan.

When he first moved his fiefdom, Hua Zheng didn't understand why he did this. But in the past year, after Guo Jing conquered Xijing, he arranged his men to various places, contacted the local Han landlords, granted them official positions, and expanded the army. All signs showed that he wanted to stay here for a long time.

She felt that her husband was very similar to her father. Although Genghis Khan was now the Great Khan of Mongolia, she always felt that Guo Jing was different from the generals under her father. Her uncles only knew how to lead soldiers to fight, and they would never settle down and manage a place like Guo Jing did.

Even Guo Jing didn't realize that the person next to him had already guessed what he was thinking.

……

One morning, after Guo Jing finished practicing martial arts, he returned to the backyard and saw Qiu Chuji preaching to his mother. He frowned, got up and left without saying anything.

As one gets older, one always needs something to rely on in one's heart. Li Ping has always wanted to raise Guo Jing, and she still misses her late husband in her heart. But after Guo Jing came back from Jiangnan, he not only took revenge, but also entered the high-level position of Mongolia.

Therefore, after coming into contact with Qiu Chuji, Li Ping quickly became a believer of Quanzhen Sect and listened to his lectures every day. Seeing that his mother's mood had improved, Guo Jing ignored her and let everything take its course.

"General Guo, I have something to ask of you. Please help me."

Guo Jing nodded and gave a warning, "Master, please tell me. If it is something within my ability, Guo Jing will never refuse."

Qiu Chuji smiled and flicked the whisk in his hand. "General Guo's two sons are born with natural talents. I am willing to take them in as my disciples and teach them carefully. What do you think, General?"

Qiu Chuji lived in the General's Mansion these days and had a lot of contact with Guo Jing. He knew that this man was scheming and had great strategies and courage. He thought that he could accomplish things, so he wanted to get closer to him. However, Guo Jing was ambivalent about his approach and it was difficult to make close friends with him. So he turned his attention to the people around him. After so long, he finally revealed his true purpose.

Accept them as disciples?
Upon hearing this, Guo Jing frowned tightly, and the image of Yang Kang flashed through his mind. Qiu Chuji was Yang Kang's master, and he couldn't even teach Yang Kang well, so why should he be the master of his own child?
It is for this reason that Guo Jing is not interested in Qiu Chuji. The name of the Seven True Masters is indeed impressive in the martial arts world, but it is not enough for him. "Master Qiu, the child is still young. How about we talk about this later?" The implication is a polite refusal.

Qiu Chuji smiled bitterly in his heart. He knew that this matter would not be so easy. Whatever, there would be plenty of opportunities in the future. "Okay, I will do as the general said and make a decision after they grow up."

……

After the beginning of spring, the war that had calmed down was stirred up again. Guo Jing received a military order from Genghis Khan, ordering him to lead a large army to Zhongdu to meet up and threaten the Jin Kingdom. After receiving the military order, he knew that the war was finally going to end.

After fighting for nearly half a year, the Mongolian cavalry division was tired and it was time to retreat to the grassland to recuperate and wait for another battle next year. As for the conquered territory, they would naturally have to give it up. The cavalry simply could not defend such a large territory, and Mongolia did not have enough officials to rule it.

In fact, didn’t Genghis Khan want to bring all the conquered territories under his rule?

But the problem was that he couldn't do it. Henan and Hebei were rich in resources and had a population many times that of the grasslands. In addition, the Mongols had conquered cities and killed countless people. It would take several years to bring these places under their rule.

Rather than being dragged here, it is better to throw the broken parts to the Jin Kingdom and let them deal with them. The fists are retracted in order to accumulate better strength for the next attack. This time the army will meet under the city of Zhongdu. It is impossible to attack the city, but it is more of a deterrent.

Sun Tzu's Art of War says: Attacking a city is inferior, attacking its heart is superior.

Guo Jing had already realized this when he captured Xijing, but how could the capital of the Jin Dynasty be taken down by cavalry?

Therefore, Guo Jing arranged many matters, left 10,000 soldiers and horses to defend, and took 30,000 infantry and cavalry to Zhongdu in the north to join forces with the various armies.

……

Outside Zhongdu City, the clouds of war are gathering.

As the sun rose, the earth gradually woke up from the silence. A goshawk flying across the clouds began to cry. As it looked down at the earth, dense human figures came into its sight. Soon, the first sound suddenly rang out, startling the bird and changing direction.

"Boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The golden morning light illuminated several carts moving slowly forward. In front of the big drum mounted on top, the soldiers waved their arms and beat the drum with all their might. The majestic sound of the war drum resounded between heaven and earth. On the left and right of the carts carrying the war drum, human figures spread out in the field of vision, extending from the end of the sky and earth to the other side of the sky that was out of sight. Countless footsteps made a rumbling sound, and dust rose up and filled the air.

Although the speed was not fast, the 150,000-man army was composed of countless cavalry squares that slowly moved and gathered to form several huge formations. From the horizon, a dark straight line appeared like a rolling wave, impacting the earth with a magnificent momentum. Many flags embroidered with black wolves and white eagles fluttered in the wind. The Mongolian cavalry lined up in the formation, and the rest of the infantry supported the formation on both sides.

Wanyan Honglie stood on the city wall, looking at the vast sea of ​​people, his fists clenched, his nails piercing into his palms and bleeding, but he suddenly realized that facing such a huge army, even with the support of the city walls, it is impossible for him to have no feelings at all.

There were 150,000 infantry and cavalry, including 100,000 cavalry. Looking around, the neighing of the war horses was like rolling waves, which was extremely terrifying.

Thinking of the Battle of Yehuling not long ago, Wanyan Honglie was heartbroken. Hundreds of thousands of troops were almost wiped out. That was nearly half of the imperial court's troops. If these troops were still there, how could the Mongols be so arrogant!

At the same time, the imperial city was in a solemn mood. The hall was filled with a strong smell of medicine. Wanyan Yongji, the Jin Dynasty emperor who had only been in power for a few years, was lying on the dragon couch, dying. His face was pale, his lips were white, and he was falling into a coma.

Suddenly, waves of sounds like the neighing of war horses and the beating of drums outside the city spread into the city and finally fell into the palace. Since he ascended the throne, the Jin Dynasty has declined and suffered repeated defeats. As an emperor, he was under tremendous pressure and eventually fell ill.

As if awakened by the sound, Wanyan Yongji opened his eyes dazedly, "What sound?"

The waiters on both sides lowered their heads and did not dare to answer, and no one dared to tell the truth.

At this time, his personal eunuch stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, it is the Sixth Prince who is training the army outside the city."

"So that's how it is. I feel relieved that Old Six is ​​here."

Suddenly, a eunuch came in from outside the palace and whispered to the personal eunuch. Wanyan Yongji seemed to sense something was wrong and shouted, "What happened? Tell me!"

The eunuch immediately knelt on the ground and told the truth. It turned out that after the four Mongolian armies joined together and surrounded Zhongdu, Genghis Khan sent envoys into the city to demand tribute.

"The Mongolian thieves are here again. What a shame, what a shame!" Wanyan Yongji's eyes widened, a look of humiliation on his face.

"Come here, call the ministers to discuss the matter!"

When the eunuchs under his command saw that his face looked bad, they quickly asked for a doctor, but he sentenced him to death. This was a last-ditch effort, and even the King of Hell was helpless.

In the end, Wanyan Yongji urgently summoned the sixth prince Wanyan Honglie into the palace, passed the throne to him in front of all the ministers, and died suddenly in fear.

The Jin ministers had been prepared, but with a powerful enemy at hand, all procedures were simplified and a mourning hall was set up in the palace. That night, Wanyan Honglie succeeded to the throne in front of the coffin and ascended the throne of emperor.

After ascending the throne, the first thing Wanyan Honglie had to consider was not the funeral of the previous emperor, but the Mongolian army outside the city.

If they continued to surround the Jin Dynasty like this, how could the Jin Dynasty keep its dignity? Even though he knew that Mongolia might withdraw its troops, he still had to hold his nose and negotiate terms with them.

In the end, Wanyan Honglie was forced to give up the Princess of Qi, the daughter of his predecessor Wanyan Yongji, as well as a large amount of wealth, boys and girls, in exchange for peace.

Genghis Khan saw that his goal had been achieved, so he withdrew his troops and withdrew from Juyongguan. At the same time, he ordered General Mu Huali to capture Liaodong and the western regions, and his son-in-law Guo Jing and others to continue to attack Hedong and other regions.

(End of this chapter)