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Chapter 8 Guo Qin and His Little Tsing Yi

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Emperor Wenzong Li Ang1 was furious at this moment. One hour ago, he received a report that King Ying Li Yan2 was attacked in the Wild Wolf Valley, 80 miles west of Lingzhou City.

A month ago, Li Yan was ordered to inspect Shuofang Town. It was extremely rare for princes to inspect border areas in the history of the Tang Dynasty. The reason why Li Yan went out of Beijing to patrol borders was actually a last resort.

Two months ago, Asermi, the leader of the Quze tribe of Tuyuhun, led his army to assist Shuofang Town in defeating Tubo, recapturing three cities in Longxi, and killing more than 5,000 Tubo defenders.

Tuyuhun was originally a branch of the Murong tribe of the Xianbei in Liaodong. In the early Tang Dynasty, Tubo destroyed its country. During the reign of Emperor Gaozong, the Tang Dynasty moved its territory to Lingzhou, and Anlezhou was established, and Nuo Hubo was appointed as the governor. One of the Quze tribes moved to the area west of Helan Mountain and dealt with the three powerful countries of Tang, Tubo and Uighurs. For historical reasons, the Quze tribes maintained close contacts with the Tang Dynasty, but based on reality, they had joined forces with Tubo to invade the Tang Dynasty's borders.

After Wang Xilian left Shuofang, he won over the Quze tribes and formed an alliance with him to fight against Tubo. In early August, the Quze tribe leader Asermi submitted a letter to Emperor Wenzong Li Ang, expressing his willingness to send troops to assist Shuofang Town in recovering Huizhou, a major Longxi town that was taken away by Tubo. The condition was to obtain the official enthronement of the Tang Dynasty, and Li Ang agreed to Asermi's request. Asermi led his army to severely damage Tubo and helped Shuofang Town regain Huizhou. Li Ang sent envoys to comfort him according to the agreement, set up a banished prefecture in Helan Mountain, and used Asermi as the governor. Unexpectedly, Xuanwei, sent by the court, Zheng Chang, the Minister of Rites, suddenly suffered a serious illness and missed the agreed deadline.

Asermi, who didn't know that it was because the Tang Dynasty broke the promise and returned to the old land of Quze angrily. Since then, the Quze cavalry crossed the Helan Mountain several times to invade the border of the Tang Dynasty. Wang Xilian, the governor of Shuofang, submitted a letter to the court to send important officials and nobles to comfort him. Because King Ying Li Yan and Asermi have an old relationship, Li Ang then went to comfort him as an instructor.

"I want you to send a large army to guard. What do you say is eighty dragon cavalry guards enough, eighty enough. How are you doing now? Where are people?"

"I deserve to die, I deserve to die." Wang Shoucheng kowtowed and apologized, with a very respectful expression.

Behind him were two eunuchs kneeling side by side, the one on the left was Pang Huai and the other was Guo Qin. Pang Huai looked steady and kind, while Guo Qin seemed a little impatient and sharp. Both of them showed disapproving of Li Ang. Although they were also lying on the ground, they were not as treacherous as Wang Shoucheng, but made small moves from time to time: stretching their legs and shaking their wrists, just like naughty boys carrying the teacher in class to do small moves.

There was still thunder in the hall.

"Damn, damn, I think you should be damned, you should be damned, you old and immortal dog slave!" The emperor cursed as he wanted, but when he found out that he was actually cursing a dead tree wearing a golden python robe, he suddenly lost his pleasure. He smashed the memorial at Wang Shoucheng, "In three days, I can't find Li Yan, I will take the dog's head on your neck!"

The emperor, who was dry-mouthed, shook his hand and left, and the dimly lit Zichen Palace seemed empty and silent.

Wang Shoucheng was still lying on the ground and kept muttering the four words "Thank you, Lord Long's kindness" repeatedly. Because he had been kneeling for too long and his legs were numb, he tried his best to stand up. Guo Qin, who was kneeling on his right back, gritted his teeth and stood up first, and his arms were arched; Pang Huai still knelt properly and did not move until Wang Shoucheng stood up tremblingly, and he stretched out his waist to pick up the memorial that was thrown aside, and bowed his body to present it.

Wang Shoucheng snorted, instead of receiving the memorial handed over by Pang Huai, he turned his face to teach Guo Qin a lesson: "I'm still impatient. Let our family say what you are good about, and how many times you have taught you, I can't remember it. The emperor is the emperor, the minister is the minister, the master is the master, the slave is the slave, and the thunder and nectar are all the kindness of heaven! I don't understand this thing, it's going to be a head-cutting!"

"What the Buddha taught is that my son must change it." Guo Qin replied with a stern look.

Wang Shoucheng lowered his waist, and Pang Huai quickly threw away the memorial in his hand, and turned his hands into hammers and gently tapped it. Wang Shoucheng pushed away his hand impatiently, looked around and walked quickly towards the Dan Step.

Pang Huai hurriedly dusted the fine dust on the elixir steps with his sleeves, and then quickly took out a scarf to lay the groundwork. Wang Shoucheng just sat down, and Guo Qin had already brought a candlestick there.

When the son advocates frugality today, the lights and candles in the palace are not worth the important celebration, so the light in the hall is dim, the faces are unclear, and it is difficult to see words when reading books. Wang Shoucheng pointed to the memorial on the ground and asked with a dark face: "Who handed it over?"

"Who else? Zheng Zhu." Guo Qin replied sharply and looked at Pang Huai maliciously. Pang Huai, who had been calm and composed, was sweating profusely at this moment, and his face turned pale.

The Zheng Note mentioned by Guo Qin is currently in the position of Minister of Works. This person was originally a wanderer in the martial arts world, and was appreciated and trusted by Wang Shoucheng for his cleverness and eloquence.

A year ago, Emperor Wenzong's Fengqi was written, unable to speak or write with his hands. Pang Huai recommended Zheng Zuo as the emperor's diagnosis and treatment. Zheng Zuo lived up to expectations and cured the emperor's Fengqi, thus gaining favor. He jumped from a wandering doctor in the martial arts world and became an important official in the court.

"An ungrateful thing!" Wang Shoucheng slapped his thigh viciously. Pang Huai hurriedly knelt down and apologized: "I don't know anyone well, please ask the Buddha to punish me." Pang Huai dared to play small moves in front of Li Ang, but he knelt in front of Wang Shoucheng like an iron cast, and did not move at all.

"Forget it. Our family also took a look at it. Get up." After hearing Wang Shoucheng's words, Pang Huai was moved to tears.

"Tell me what should I do with this person?"

"I think he is unreliable anymore, so why not..." Guo Qin made a throat cut.

Wang Shoucheng sighed and said, "It's easy to kill him, but everyone is shameless. This is inappropriate."

"According to my son's opinion, it's better to drive him out of the capital, go, Fengxiang, and let Zhang Zhongqing take action, maybe it's safer." Pang Huai wiped his tears and offered a plan.

Guo Qin pondered, "It's just that the Taihe Palace is willing to let go."

"You little head always has a good idea!" Wang Shoucheng touched Pang Huai's forehead, his eyes narrowed into a slit. He looked at Guo Qin and said, "You can't guess the emperor's thoughts. He wishes that all the governors were his confidants. I think this matter is always the same."

"Ah..." Wang Shoucheng yawned a big yawn, squeaking his mouth, and wiped away the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. He saw a little eunuch at the door of the hall protruding his head and beating him, he hesitantly did not dare to come in, so he raised his fat little hand and waved him.

The little eunuch rushed over, knelt on his knees, raised a memorial above his head and said, "Buddhist, Wang Xilian, the governor of Shuofang, reported to him for eight hundred miles."

Guo Qin raised his foot and kicked the eunuch: "You dare to press on your hands even if you report to the eight hundred miles. How many heads do you have?!" The eunuch hurriedly kowtowed and apologized. Guo Qin took the memorial and took off the seal, glanced at the content of the memorial, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Buddha, the great joy, Your Highness Ying King has found it."

Wang Shoucheng closed his eyes and snorted, as if he had already understood it.

Guo Qin continued to say: "Wang Xilian said that he had evidence that King Ying was in danger was related to Tubo. He requested to send troops to attack Tubo. He asked the court to urgently allocate 100,000 shi of military rations and 500,000 taels of military pay."

"Attacking Tubo?" Wang Shoucheng couldn't help laughing, "Our family thinks he is asking for money."

"He is not afraid of making people laugh! He thought he was still the general of the Shence Army." Guo Qin looked at Wang Shoucheng's face and said, "Who dares to work hard with the Tubo people except the Buddha's own hands in the world?"

"Let him go to the siege so that people won't let us chew our tongue behind our backs. As for the silver and grain, let him find a way out by himself. He doesn't even pay the official's salary immediately, so how can he have spare money?"

"This is a good sentence! Pang Huai, you will write this imperial edict." Wang Shoucheng yawned, and took a nap with his head resting on his arm. "You all take a break, you're so tired."

Guo Qin and Pang bowed and left Yanying Palace, and the busy day was over.

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Xiao Qingyi is an extremely efficient intelligence organization in the hands of Guo Qin, the young supervisor of the Provincial Escort.

There are tens of thousands of secret spies under him, and their footprints are spread all over every corner of the Tang Empire. From temples to courts, attacks and defenses to the rise and fall of vegetable prices in a remote town in Lingnan, nothing can be hidden from Guo Qin's eyes. If it can't be hidden from Guo Qin, it can't be hidden from Wang Shoucheng, because Guo Qin is the most trustworthy pair of eyes of Wang Shoucheng.

Every day at the Yin hour, the eunuch Lin Tongwei would report the information summarized from various places to Guo Qin, and Guo Qin would select the most valuable things to Wang Shoucheng. Guo Qin must be careful when listening to the report and not let go of every detail, but Wang Shoucheng only listens to the main points. When Lin Tongwei reported to Guo Qin, he would use a hundred sentences to describe the same thing, and Guo Qin could only say three sentences at most when reporting to Wang Shoucheng. Wang Shoucheng would feel it would be troublesome if there were more.

Unlike the impatient and sarcastic Guo Qin in front of Wang Shoucheng, Guo Qin, who returned to the Escort Province, was completely like another person, wise, courageous, alert and sharp. A group of small eunuchs followed him diligently like him serving Wang Shoucheng.

"Have you had any interesting stories in Beijing recently?" Guo Qin took a sip of strong tea, was refreshed, and then asked Lin Tongwei casually standing in front of the table.

As Wang Shoucheng's right-hand man and a popular powerful minister in the Daming Palace, Guo Qin's biggest hope is to have a good sleep. It's time for me to review official documents every day, and then I leaned on the chair to sleep well. At the beginning of the Yin period, the eunuch was about to wake him up, but his mind was still confused and could only use cold water to soak his face to drive away his sleep. After drinking a bowl of strong tea, he started a new day's busy life. It has been twenty-three years since Guo Qin entered the palace, and it has been repeated every year, and he will never stop until death.

"Xie Dechang, the Imperial College Supervisory Office, recently married a concubine. On the wedding night, Lao Xie told a joke to the newlyweds, which made the newlyweds giggle. Unexpectedly, he annoyed the old wife next door, rushed over to scold the newlyweds, and pinched them as he scolded them. Lao Xie panickedly tried to persuade him to make peace, but the old wife caught her on her left face and the concubine scratched her right face, which made him look so shameless that he had no face to see people. He took several days off..." Lin Tong was not sure what "interesting stories" Guo Qin said, so he chose an irrelevant little thing to explore the direction of the wind.

"Is Yang Hao from the Xining Marquis Mansion awake?" Guo Qin suddenly interrupted Lin Tongwei's words. It was obvious that the "interesting story" chosen by Lin Tongwei was not in line with his appetite.

"What my godfather is talking about is the dumb king who was drunk and lying in a bluestone slab and was unconscious for 81 days? He woke up a month ago." Lin Tong had an amazing memory. He was familiar with the names, hometowns, birth dates, preferences, and party of officials in the court. Although Yang Hao was just a small official, he was also among his memories.

Guo Qin suddenly asked Yang Hao, and Lin Tongwei was not surprised at all, because he had worked hard on this person a few months ago. The tea in Guo Qin's tea bowl was gone, and Lin Tongwei immediately took the tea bowl and poured out the remaining tea. He took out the tea jar from the cabinet, grabbed a handful of tea and put it into the tea bowl.

"Put more." Guo Qin reminded that he likes to drink strong tea.

The little eunuch who was waiting at the door hurried to the kettle room and brought boiling water. Lin Tongwei put the brewed tea bowl in front of Guo Qin. Then he said, "Dear father, don't worry, our people have been sent in."

"Have you found out the reason for his coma?" Guo Qin uncovered the lid of the bowl and blew the hot tea.

"I was fascinated by someone with a scent, but I can't be sure who took the action." Lin Tongwei replied carefully.

Guo Qin's eyelids drooped, as if he was looking at something on the ground. In fact, this was his usual posture when thinking about problems.

Lin Tongwei blinked and asked carefully: "Godfather, did you think it was made by the people over there?"

"There must be evidence of whether it is true or not." Guo Qin raised his head and said thoughtfully, "After such a tossing, what else can you find if you send someone over?"

"Where will I call the person back?" Lin Tongwei asked tentatively.

"It's fine if you go in. It's better to be quiet than to move. Let's see what they do." Guo Qin put down the tea bowl and pinched his eyebrows with his hands. Lin Tongwei hurriedly walked behind him and pinched his shoulders skillfully.

"How is the preparation of Yingwang's football match?" Guo Qin asked with his eyes closed.

"It has been the chief of his mansion, Tang Mo, who has always been in charge. The venue has been set and the list of contestants has been obtained. Then my son sent it to his godfather."

"I won't watch it anymore. Remember, if the emperor suddenly arrives at the stadium on the day of the game, you must keep a close eye on me."

Lin Tongwei blinked and responded carefully: "Son understand."

"You know nothing!" Guo Qin suddenly cursed.

Lin Tongwei's face suddenly became dark and dull. From Guo Qin's tone, he faintly smelled a hint of uneasiness: "My son is confused, please give me advice."

"I don't know what will happen, but my right eyelid has been pounding recently. Be careful of everything."

"When my son knows, he will definitely be very energetic."

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1 Li Ang: That is, Emperor Wenzong of Tang, whose original name was Li Han, was later renamed Li Ang. This article is called Li Ang.

2 Li Yan: the later Emperor Wuzong of Tang, the fifth son of Emperor Muzong of Tang, and the younger brother of Emperor Wenzong of Tang. His original name was Li Yong. Before his death, he changed his name to Li Yan. This article is called Li Yan.

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