A person who is a sword, kills with integrity; a person who has a sharp blade in his heart, kills with traces; can't see the flesh and blood of the sword, spear, sword, and halberd at all, but the murder is silent, and the soldiers are not bloody!

If it wasn't for the accidental crash that day, how could he know the hateful and hateful true face of this son!

"I taught you the etiquette of poetry and books, taught you how to behave in the world, and taught you to make peace with the country..."

"You have been at the Jokhang Temple for six years."

"His tablet was also offered at the Jokhang Temple for six years!"

"You are in the same place with the loyal ministers and generals you killed with your own hands. When you come back in the middle of the night, you will not have nightmares? Does your conscience never go against you?"

Gu Chengqian's question was louder than his voice.

But……

"Loyal and good general?"

Gu Juefei almost didn't recognize these four words.

After six years, he could still hear this word from Gu Chengqian's mouth...

In the afternoon, when he stopped under the high wall, he heard the "ten meritorious deeds wrongly slaughtering the minister", and it kept echoing in his ears, making him feel like a fool!

"Loyal and good general..."

"A dignified god of war, he is invincible in a hundred battles, and he has not suffered a defeat. Nayezha is a brave and resourceless waste, but he escaped from death six times under his hands and made a comeback again and again."

"The Huns at the border, a dozen for five years."

"The state treasury allocates military salaries, and it has never been interrupted in the past five years. In the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, no matter how much money can be opened up and expenditures reduced, he can clean it up!"

"In exchange for what?"

"Five years ago, there was a locust plague in Shandong; six years ago, a drought in the south of the Yangtze River; seven years ago, a flood in the Huaihe River... Hundreds of thousands of victims were hungry and waited for the court to provide disaster relief with their mouths open, but what about money? What about grain?!"

The tragic situation that he saw in the study tour in the past was replayed in front of his eyes...

Inside and outside the city walls are starving, women and girls are in grief!

There was no good bark to be found in the forest, and even the Guanyin soil on the mountain was dug up. But at that time, people's eyes, especially children's eyes, will become extraordinarily bright...

It's so bright that he still has nightmares when he thinks about it!

Gu Juefei's eyes suddenly became a little sore.

He blinked, raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, as if he wanted to force something down.

But he found that he couldn't hold back!

Gu Chengqian even questioned whether he would have nightmares...

Xue Kuang, a traitorous thief who is scheming for rebellion, deserves to let him have nightmares?!

Looking up at Gu Chengqian, his voice was as calm as a deep well that didn't flow, but it contained a terrifying thrill.

"Master Taishi, you are in charge of half the court, and the treasury is in charge. You know everything. Please answer me—"

"Where did the money from the treasury and the money for disaster relief go?"

Gu Chengqian was speechless and slowly closed his eyes.

Gu Juefei laughed.

He really didn't want to let the old fool go.

Every sentence is crueler than every sentence, and every sentence is bloody!

"You don't remember, do you?"

"One month before the flood, general Xue Kuang came to the border to report that he was going to fight again. You and that old Wei Wei, fighting against Xiao Che, allocated the last few cents in the treasury to loyal ministers and good generals!"

"Every sum of money has been taken from the account."

"How much money flowed out of your hands at that time, how many people died in Jiangnan a month later..."

"Master Taishi, come and tell me: who is it that has blood on his hands?!"

"Did you raise the money for the relief afterward? Was it by Mrs. Wei? Or was it raised by the famous hero and general Xue Kuang?!"

This is the question!

Louder than louder!

A sentence is more like a sword than a sentence!

Gu Chengqian's body trembled.

The light and shadow of the bright and extinguished fell on his face, demarcating a painful boundary: he knew better than anyone, the things that were reported back then. also know better than anyone where the money for the disaster relief finally came from...

Gu Juefei felt that he didn't even have the strength to laugh.

"In the city of Quzhou, the people changed their sons to eat, and the bones were piled up into high mountains; on the yellow sand field, Xue Kuang's army of 100,000 people, iron armored and cold, and flags fluttered..."

"This is the hero you want."

"This is the loyal minister and general you want."

In the house, it was quiet for a while.

The day was coming to an end, and the setting sun outside actually emerged from the clouds, illuminating the snow-white window paper, a golden-red color, like blood.

Gu Juefei watched, but did not speak.

After a long time, Gu Chengqian opened his eyes and suppressed everything so that he could come back and look at this sharp-edged son.

This is his true nature.

He has been an official for too many years.

Many things are already clear.

Right and wrong are not so clear-cut in this situation where interests intersect. He knew this; Gu Juefei, who had copied more than half of Cangzhou officialdom to fill the treasury, also knew it.

But this does not mean that they are qualified, behind the scenes a malicious hand!

"Zhongliang from the Xue family, I have known him since General Xue."

"In this country, the water is so clear that there are no fish. You say that Xue Kuang uses battle to raise his troops, I believe it."

"Who can predict what will happen in a month when the payment can be made?"

"If Xue Kuang can predict, he would rather starve the whole army to death than open his mouth to the court!"

"If it weren't for Xue Kuang, how could Daxia be so peaceful now?"

"He was on the battlefield, throwing his head and spitting blood, but you and Xiao Che, but behind the scenes, murdered him!"

Gu Chengqian finally had red eyes.

Xue Kuang was watching.

Every time he returned to the court, he always had a long talk, who he was, he couldn't be more clear!

But six years ago, they even accused him of treason!

Also count him dead!

And his son, whom he has always been proud of, is the one behind the scenes!

Always treat people and things, without mistakes; graceful, elegant gentleman; strategizing, seamless...

But that's all painting!

"Twenty-three years..."

"You pretended to be for 23 years, and you have also been famous for 23 years..."

"Deliberately, accusing him of embezzling army salaries, falsely reporting accounts, framing him to secretly raise soldiers, and finding someone to fabricate evidence that he colluded with foreigners and that he had a plot against him!"

"Do you think I don't know?"

"If it wasn't for you who knew the Xiongnu, where would they have the ability to besiege Xue Kuang?!"

"The Xue family is loyal and loyal, keeping people

orphan

Widow mother, how can you do it?!"

Tears rolled, and finally fell from the eyes of this old lady.

At a young age, he couldn't help but burst into tears!

One after another, they were all accusations, and finally a kind of despair was born: "How could I teach you such a terrible son..."

The father and son, one inside and the other outside, sat on opposite sides of the desk, as if they were in a court of law, and they seemed to be tit for tat...

Gu Juefei sat, listening and watching.

The ridicule on his face disappeared, the anger disappeared, and only the bottom of his eyes showed a deep sadness.

He found that Gu Chengqian believed in Xue Kuang sincerely and felt that the evidence was forged, and felt sorry for him.

Even because of his death, he hated his son who "mutilated Zhongliang" for six full years...

It is as if his poetry, book and etiquette were not taught by him; how to treat people and things was not what he asked;