The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 21 Guo Jing's Persuasion

"The disciple understands."

"Okay, let's start the class. Today we'll be talking about Sun Tzu's Art of War."

……

In the tent, Li Ping was sewing clothes. Over the years, she had worked hard to raise Guo Jing. Before she was forty, she already had white hair on her head. The wind and sand on the grassland also made her skin rough, making her look even older.

Even though Temujin had ordered people to look after them, life on the grassland was still difficult for the widow and orphan. But at least they could still make ends meet, much better than when she first came to the grassland and gave birth to Guo Jing.

"Mom, I won first place in archery, and the Khan rewarded me with many cattle and sheep."

Suddenly, Guo Jing's voice was heard outside the tent, and the next moment, a gust of wind blew in.

Li Ping lifted her hair from her temples and put down the clothes in her hands. Instead of being happy, she frowned and said, "Jing'er, how many times have I told you not to be so impetuous? The teacher taught you so many books, have you forgotten them?"

Guo Jing lowered his head and explained, "Mother, I haven't forgotten. I just want to make you happy."

Li Ping's kind eyes fell on Guo Jing's head and said with emotion, "You, even with so many masters teaching you, you still can't change your temper. In the blink of an eye, you are as tall as your mother."

Guo Jing had been practicing martial arts since he was a child, so he had a solid foundation and he had no shortage of meat. At only thirteen years old, he had grown to be tall and strong, almost 1.6 meters tall. By the time he came of age, he would probably be an eight-foot-tall strong man.

Guo Jing was at a loss for words at his mother's sigh. He didn't know how to respond. If he were a child, he might have hugged Li Ping's thighs and acted like a spoiled child. But now that he had grown into a teenager, he could not do such a thing.

His mental maturity created an invisible barrier between him and the people around him. There are some things that he can no longer say easily. Under the traditional family education, men's emotions are always implicit and deep. This has been the case from ancient times to the present.

After thinking for a moment, Guo Jing finally spoke, "Mother, I want to ask you a favor."

Li Ping asked without raising her head while sewing clothes, "What's the matter?"

"Mother, I want to go on a campaign with the Khan next year."

Li Ping's hand trembled, and the needle pierced a hole in her hand, but she seemed not to feel it. She raised her head suddenly, her eyes full of disbelief, "What did you say? Jing'er, say it again?"

Guo Jing almost lost his courage at the sight of his mother, but thinking of the boast he had made in front of his teacher, he gritted his teeth and said, "Mother, I want to go to war with the Khan."

Li Ping's eyes instantly turned red, and she looked very angry. "How old are you to go to the battlefield? The battlefield is so dangerous, what if something happens to you..."

Guo Jing did not interrupt her, but looked at his mother quietly, waiting for her to finish her rambling before speaking, "Mom, Jing'er knows everything you said. The teacher said that reading ten thousand books is as good as traveling ten thousand miles. I have been taught by the masters since I was six years old. I have learned so many skills, but I have never really fought with others."

"Master and the others also said that true masters need to go through countless trials and tribulations. In a few years, I will go to Jiangnan to fulfill the agreement with the Quanzhen Taoist priest on behalf of Master and the others."

"This is about the reputation of Master and his friends. I don't want to lose." At this point, Guo Jing took two steps forward and looked into Li Ping's eyes. His young face was full of seriousness. "Mother, you always told me that we should be grateful and repay kindness. Master and his friends came all the way from the south of the Yangtze River to the desert to teach us. We must repay this kindness."

"I feel that as long as I win the agreement, it will be the best reward for Master and the others!"

Li Ping wanted to refute, but didn't know where to start, "But..."

"Mother, I have always wanted to avenge my father, but I know that I can only avenge my father if I practice my skills well. Only after being tempered on the battlefield can my martial arts be further improved."

Seeing Guo Jing's determined and serious expression, Li Ping was silent. No one knows a son better than his mother. She knew her son's character. He was very stubborn and could not be pulled back by ten cows. However, thinking about what Guo Jing had said just now that made her speechless and unable to refute, Li Ping suddenly realized that he had grown up and was no longer the child who needed care.

After living on the grassland for these years, Li Ping has also been influenced by the ideas of the grassland people. She knows that children must go through hardships in order to grow up, and she also knows that it is time for her to let go.

After a long pause, when Guo Jing thought his mother would not agree, Li Ping stepped forward and touched his face, "Jing'er, do whatever you want to do. Mother supports you."

Feeling his mother's warm hands, Guo Jing was deeply moved, "Thank you, mother."

"Silly child, why don't you tell your mother thank you?"

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After the grassland Nadam Festival ended, Guo Jing brought Temujin to Su Ming's residence.

"Teacher, the Khan is here."

"Invite him in."

Today, Temujin did not bring many guards with him, and came to the small tribe where Su Ming was with Jebe. As the leader of the grassland, there was no doubt that he was eager to seek talents, otherwise he would not have come to see Su Ming in person.

The moment he entered the room and saw Su Ming, Temujin's eyes lit up. The man in front of him wore different clothes and had different hairstyles from the people on the grassland, but the demeanor he displayed was eye-opening. He felt that he was unfathomable, elegant and natural.

Temujin was also impressed by Su Ming's appearance. There was nothing he could do about it. Humans are visual animals. Who doesn't like to look at good-looking things?

"Are you Guo Jing's teacher?"

Su Ming had a faint smile on his face and bowed to Temujin, "It is you."

Temujin glanced at the simple room, without any disdain, and sat on the stool directly, "Sir, you have a great demeanor. Among the people I have seen in my life, only the Taoist priests of Quanzhen Sect can compare with you."

"You are too kind, Great Khan. I am just a scholar. How can I compare to the enlightened masters of the Quanzhen Sect?"

"Sir, you have been in the grassland for quite some time, right?"

"It's been about eight years."

"I wonder where you came from, sir?"

Su Ming was unable to explain his origins, so he casually said, "Of course I came from where I came from. The Khan came here today just to inquire about my origins?"

Temujin didn't waste any words and directly stated his purpose, "Sir, you are a talented person and you shouldn't be relegated to this position. Please help me!"

Even though they only exchanged a few words and did not have an in-depth conversation, Temujin concluded that the person before him was exactly the talent he longed for. Don't ask why; it was his intuition as a genius that he believed the person before him could help him.

Recruit me?
Su Ming was a little surprised. He did not expect Temujin to be so direct and recruit him right away. "Great Khan, you are joking. I am just a teacher. I cannot lift anything with my hands or shoulders. There are so many powerful generals around the Great Khan. How can I help the Great Khan?"

(End of this chapter)