The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 231: Paying Homage to Zhebie and Instructing Tuolei

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the horizon, the dim sunlight, the green and yellow fields, the autumn wind blows, the refreshing wind stirs up the grass waves, and the sound of the shepherd's flute in the distance is melodious and long.

Tuolei entered the military camp, opened the yurt, and saw Guo Jing inside, "Anda, I guessed you were here."

Guo Jing ordered people to bring milk wine and mutton, and jokingly asked, "Have you finished the task assigned by the Khan?"

Tuolei took a sip of the milk wine and said, "How can that be possible? With the rewards and the territories, the troops of each tribe will have to migrate for a distance of hundreds of miles or tens of thousands of miles. A lot of supplies will be consumed along the way. It will probably take quite a while."

At this point, he asked, "By the way, there is an archery competition tomorrow. Are you going? If you go, you will definitely come first."

So many Mongolian noble leaders gathered together. Genghis Khan happened to be holding the Naadam Festival, conducting various competitions to select brave warriors. However, Guo Jing did not intend to participate.

Although he is not very old, he is a vassal king of Mongolia, and his status and position are incomparable. The result is that he is bullying the younger generation. As for the reputation, he has long since stopped caring.
"No, let those young people fight for it. I'm going to pay tribute to Master Zhebie later."

That's right, Jebe is dead. Last year, the Mongolian army crossed the Dnieper River westwards, swept through the southern part of the Rus and entered the Crimean Peninsula. At this time, news came that the army had ended the westward expedition and returned to their homeland in Mongolia. So Jebe and Subutai led the army back east through the Kipchak steppe. On the way, he died of illness in the army due to his advanced age and the hard work of long expeditions.

At this point, Tolui's expression became gloomy, with a hint of sadness in his eyes. "Well, let's go. I'll go with you. I used to learn archery from you, but you have learned all the skills of Jebe, while I am far behind."

Guo Jing ordered his men to prepare sacrifices, and left the military camp with Tolui, bringing a team of personal soldiers to a mountain peak of the Qiyan tribe, where Jebe's tomb was located. Climbing to the top of the mountain, one could see the empty fields in the distance.

"Master Zhebie, I'm here to see you!"

In front of the tomb, Guo Jing personally arranged the offerings, poured two glasses of wine, and talked about his experiences in the Central Plains and his two children. His voice was flat, but Tolui heard a heavy sorrow in it. He did not speak, but just accompanied silently.

Gradually, he didn't know how much wine he drank, and he became a little drunk. Scenes from the past came to his mind. When he was young, he was strictly taught by several masters. He always had injuries on his body. His mother would light a lamp and apply medicine on him, and then continue to practice.

Master Zhebie taught him archery, first training his eyesight, then shooting arrows, shooting dead objects, shooting living objects... It seemed like everything happened just yesterday.

As a gust of wind blew, Guo Jing's eyes became clear again and he sighed deeply, "Master Zhebie, I will come to see you again later."

He stood up and once again became a Khan with a heavy responsibility, "Tolui, let's go."

Tolui nodded without saying anything more. He knew that Guo Jing was feeling bad. Zhebie had watched him grow up almost since he was a child. If it weren't for that accidental encounter, he would never have been associated with the Qiyan tribe, let alone come to this point today.

Indeed, if it were not for Zhebie, Guo Jing would not have been able to grow up with Tolui and Huazheng, let alone be able to serve in the Mongolian army so quickly and make great contributions. Zhebie was not only his mentor, but also his guide.

He kept all of this in mind and never forgot it, but his mentor was dead and he could only try his best to compensate his descendants.

……

When they returned to the camp, Hua Zheng was waiting in front of the barracks. "Guo Jing, where have you been?"

"Tolui, you are here too."

"We just went to pay tribute to Master Zhebie."

Hua Zheng's pretty face showed sadness. She walked forward, hugged Guo Jing's arm, and leaned into his arms. She was also sad about Zhebie's death.

When Tuolei saw Hua Zheng, he nodded to her and patted Guo Jing on the shoulder. "Guo Jing, I'm going back first. I'll see you tomorrow!"

"it is good!"

……

At night, the couple returned to the yurt and lay on the couch together.

Hua Zheng lay in Guo Jing's arms for a long time without saying a word. In the past few days, Guo Jing was busy reminiscing with the Mongolian high-ranking officials and maintaining relationships, while Hua Zheng was also with her mother.

The couple were thinking about their own things, and the room was quiet. "Guo Jing, my father has aged a lot, and my mother is not in good health. I want to stay here for a while to accompany her."

Guo Jing stroked her hair and said softly, "It's better for you to stay. The Khan has been fighting outside for many years and it's time for him to rest. You have been with me outside for more than ten years and I should have brought you back to see me a long time ago."

Hua Zheng's depressed mood suddenly disappeared. "You are my husband. How can a grassland eagle be trapped in a love affair? If you come back with me every year, how can we destroy the Jin Kingdom?"

"Haha, that's true."

The next day, Tolui came to Guo Jing's tent again. When Hua Zheng saw him coming, she ordered people to prepare breakfast.

Facing Guo Jing, Tuolei was too lazy to waste words and stated his purpose directly, "Guo Jing, I came to ask you for help. My father, the Khan, left me such a great legacy, but I have been in the army and rarely dealt with government affairs. These days, I feel that the affairs of the Khanate are a mess. Do you have any suggestions?"

Hearing this, Guo Jing also fell into deep thought.

Unlike himself who had set up a team early on, Tolui followed Genghis Khan to conquer the Western Regions and basically dealt with military affairs. Now he suddenly took over such a large Khanate, and it was inevitable that he was in a mess.

Then he said, "The affairs of the Khanate are easy and simple. If there is anything, you can hand it over to your trusted men in the army. You can also ask the elders in the tribe to stabilize the situation. The Khan is still in a state of no chaos. You are just too impatient. You need to take your time."

"The biggest difficulty now is that there are not many talents to handle government affairs, but the Khan left behind a set of effective systems. You just need to work according to the system."

Torre's eyes lit up with excitement. "You're absolutely right. I asked those guys in the army to do things, but they always made simple things difficult. They came back and complained to me that it would be better to let them go to the battlefield."

"For these guys, is it harder to do things sitting at home than working outside?" He felt indignant when he said this.

Guo Jing smiled and gave him an idea, "It's easy to deal with the lack of people. Why don't you go and ask the Khan?"

"This?" Tolui hesitated, a rare look of shame appeared on his dark face, "I can't afford to lose face by asking my father Khan for someone else."

Guo Jing shook his head and took a sip of wine. "You should govern the Qiyan tribe well. That will be your reward to the Khan. The Khan has now divided all the land and population among you. It is useless to have so many officials under you. If you go there, it will be a good opportunity for them to go."

"makes sense."

Tolui thought for a while, nodded seriously, and felt that what he said made sense.

After breakfast, Tolui went straight to the Golden Horde.

When he told Genghis Khan about his idea, Genghis Khan was stunned for a moment and looked at him suspiciously, "You didn't come up with this on your own, did you?"

Tuolei did not try to hide his feelings and laughed, "Father Khan, I asked Guo Jing for advice, and he taught me to do this."

Genghis Khan stroked his beard, as if he had known this would happen. "I said, if it was the third brother, I wouldn't be surprised at all, but I'm surprised if it was you. It turned out that it was Guo Jing who came up with this idea." Then he stretched out his hand and nodded at him. "I have prepared the people a long time ago, just waiting for you to come." After that, he shouted to the outside, "Call Yelu Chucai and the others!"

Originally, he wanted to wait for Tolui to hit a wall and suffer a little before giving the person to him, but since he is here, it would be fine to give it to him. Tolui may not be good at government affairs, but as a Khan, it is enough for him to be strong enough and good at fighting.

The Khanate is now in a period of expansion. There are large tracts of land in the distance waiting to be conquered, so there is no need to use political means. What's more, Tolui is not suitable for these.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly, Guo Jing really had guessed what it was thinking.

After a while, several ministers were called to the Golden Tent.

Genghis Khan pointed at them and said to Tolui, "You know all these people. I'm handing them over to you. Use them well. Do you understand?"

Seeing them, Tolui was shocked and nodded, "Don't worry, father Khan, Tolui understands."

With the addition of Yelu Chucai and others, Tolui quickly established an administrative team and began to control his own Khanate. On the other hand, Guo Jing planned to go back.

This time he returned to the grassland, he got what he wanted and the trip was worthwhile.

Inside the Golden Tent.

"Great Khan, Guo Jing came here this time to say goodbye to you!"

Genghis Khan had anticipated Guo Jing's thoughts and did not keep him. He just told him, "Go, and remember what I said."

Guo Jing knew that he was talking about the Western Expedition, but this matter was of great importance and he could not decide it in one word, so he said, "Don't worry, Khan, I will keep it in mind. Please take care of yourself," and then he bowed.

"Well, let's go!"

"Farewell!"

In the following days, Guo Jing said goodbye to his Mongolian friends and many generals one by one, presented them with gifts such as porcelain, silk, tea, etc. from the Central Plains, and also bought a batch of war horses to take back.

On the vast grassland, the sound of horse hooves was like thunder. Ten thousand Han cavalry walked out of the camp, advancing and retreating in unison, with a well-organized military appearance. The people who came to see them off were shocked when they saw Guo Jing's army.

Although Guo Jing's Han cavalry is not as good as the battle-hardened Mongol cavalry that went on the Western Expedition, they are enough to defeat ordinary grassland tribes. In this world, not every cavalry is the cavalry that went on the Western Expedition.

Tuolei and a group of officials were waiting outside, which showed how much he valued Guo Jing. Facing the departure of his good brother, he did not try to keep him, but asked someone to bring milk wine and filled each of their glasses. "Anda, I wish you a safe journey!"

"Tuo Lei, take care of yourself too. If you have any problems, remember to write to me. Don't forget!"

"Don't worry, I will never forget you!" Tolui drank the milk wine in the cup and laughed.

Seeing this, Guo Jing finished his drink and burst into laughter.

Then, he walked up to Hua Zheng, reached out and stroked his wife's face, and said softly, "Hua Zheng, take care of yourself."

"Guo Jing, you too, take good care of Ping'er and An'er."

"I will."

Then, he rode on the little red horse, his eyes instantly became sharp, he nodded to everyone, shook his legs, and the little red horse shot out like an arrow, turning into a flash of red and disappearing.

Behind him, thousands of horses were galloping, raising waves of dust, like a yellow dragon galloping across the prairie.

Tuolei stared at the direction he left, and remained silent for a long time until his figure disappeared. "Hua Zheng, let's go back."

……

Luoyang, Marquis’ Mansion.

Huang Yaoshi looked at the sleeping Shagu with pity in his eyes, "This is the only way for now. I have tried all the methods mentioned in medical books, but it's a pity... I still can't cure her."

Su Ming did have an immature idea, which was to use the stimulation therapy of later generations to recreate the scene where Qu Lingfeng was killed, to see if he could stimulate her mind to return to normal.

However, this method is risky and he doesn't want to use it for the time being. Sha Gu's mental state gave him a lot of inspiration, and he had some ideas about how to cultivate the "Shen" among the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit.

The two walked out of the inner room and sat down in the pavilion in the courtyard. Master Huang Yao let out a long sigh and suddenly said, "According to the date, Jing'er should be back soon."

Su Ming smiled slightly, "Why? Brother Yao, are you eager to unload the burden on your shoulders?"

Huang Yaoshi shook his head, a little bitter on his face, "I envy you, you live a carefree life, drinking tea and reading books. Brother Seventh Brother roams the world without any concern for worldly affairs, while the Southern Emperor is even more devoted to Buddhism. Among the Five Supreme Masters, I am the one who is burdened by worldly things. I am afraid I will lose to them in the next sword contest on Mount Hua."

"Hey, Brother Yao, why do you say that? To hold power in the world is the dream of many heroes. When you were young, didn't Brother Yao have the ambition to support the king and rule the universe?" Su Ming teased.

Huang Yaoshi sighed, "Alas, if it weren't for the burden of my children and grandchildren, why would I want to work as an official at my age?"

Su Ming glanced at him indifferently and didn't want to talk. This tsundere guy clearly enjoyed handling government affairs, but he pretended to be reluctant in front of him.

Most of the scholars like him cherished the ideal of self-cultivation, governing the country, managing the family and pacifying the world. The Four Sentences of Hengqu were quite explosive in Confucianism, and provided guidance to later generations, encouraging them to take the world as their own responsibility and shoulder the responsibility.

Since then, the literati have had this natural sense of responsibility.

However, few people can persist in such an ideal. Most of them are lost in the crowd and dragged into the quagmire by the petty intrigues.

Some people often talk big but have high aspirations but poor skills, while others like to do practical things and put everything into practice. However, there are very few such people, and Huang Yaoshi is one of them.

Otherwise, he would not have found out so much about Yue Fei's deeds, and even Huang Rong was influenced by what she saw and heard.

Huang Yaoshi felt regretful that his ambitions were unfulfilled. Guo Jing asked him to be the Grand Tutor and take charge of an important position, which was a way for him to vent his frustrations and realize his ambitions.

Su Ming joked, "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. If Brother Yao really doesn't want to, Jing'er can't force you, the father-in-law, right?"

Huang Yaoshi smiled, stroked his beard, and did not continue talking about this matter.

(End of this chapter)