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Doukai 5200 Text Doukai Outer Chapter Jiangdu Dream (2)

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    "Jiangdu, a county first established in the pre-Qin Dynasty, was originally named Moling. Because of its steep terrain, with Zhongshan Mountain in the east, Qinhuai River in the south, and the Yangtze River in the west, it was designated as the capital when the ancestors of the imperial court founded the country, so it was renamed Jiangdu.  .¡±

    With Su Moyu¡¯s introduction ringing in his ears, Meng Ju stood on the pier, looking at the vast city next to the river in the distance. Meng Ju¡¯s eyes were calm and distant.  His eyes have penetrated thousands of years of history and seen the past and future of this city.

    In the history he knew, this famous city also had other more famous names: Jiankang, Jianye, Jinling In its thousand-year history, this famous city had left behind civilization and romance that have been passed down through the ages, and also left memories.  It has caused the shame and pain of the Chinese nation.  After many winds and rains, many tribulations, and thousands of years of vicissitudes, the city's precipitation and heritage have been left behind. The history of this famous city has almost condensed the glory and hardships of the Chinese nation over the past millennium.

    He is not a sentimental person, but when he thinks of his wandering in time and space spanning thousands of years, Meng Ju can't help but sigh secretly.

    Seeing the strange look on Meng Ju¡¯s face, Su Moyu thought he was shocked by the aura of the capital city of the Tang Dynasty.  He said reservedly: "Shilang Meng, since the Luojing Rebellion at the end of the Liu Han Dynasty, Jiangdu has always been the seat of China's Zhengshuo and the gathering of the world's elite. After the Luojing Rebellion, the clothes of the North moved southward, and all civilizations flowed into the south of the Yangtze River.  "

    Meng Ju smiled faintly: "You are indeed of extraordinary courage, worthy of the country." As he said that, he stretched out his hand in a welcoming gesture: "Master Su, please."

    "Shilang Meng, please."

    After some humility, the two finally walked side by side, and several officials in red official robes came to greet them.  Meng Ju is no longer the first brother who just entered the officialdom. The so-called officialdom culture is common to both the Northern Wei and the Southern Dynasties. It depends on the order and attitude of these officials.  Meng Ju saw it immediately.  The crowd was vaguely headed by the old man in red robe in the middle.

    "Meng Shilang. The person in the middle over there is Mr. Fang in the main hall of the Ministry of War. Mr. Fang is a veteran of three dynasties in our dynasty. He has outstanding achievements and high prestige. Even His Majesty respects him and cannot be ignored."

    Hearing Su Moyu¡¯s gentle reminder in his ear, Meng Ju nodded slightly and hurried forward to meet him.  He said loudly: "Meng Ju, a wanderer in the north of the Yangtze River, has met all of you. Thank you for your honors, how can Meng dare to do it? Thank you for your help!"

    All the officials returned the greetings one after another, and all Meng Juzhan could see were bright smiling faces: "Welcome Master Meng to return home!"

    "My lord, when you return to the court this time, you will definitely be able to show off your skills and achieve great success."

    As the special envoy of the Southern Tang Dynasty and the leader of Meng Ju's return to the court, Su Moyu naturally became the best introducer on this occasion.  He introduced to Meng Ju the officials of the Tang Dynasty who were present: Fang Yan, the Minister of War, Ouyang Min, the Privy Councilor, Xu Changxing, the Governor of the Forbidden Army, and Xiao He, the judge of the Beifu. I heard the important names coming out of Su Moyu's mouth one by one.  .  Meng Ju's face was still smiling brightly, but there was a hint of caution in his eyes.

    Meng Ju once thought about what would happen if he defected to the Southern Dynasty.  He had thought that he would be warmly welcomed by the Southern Dynasty officials, but looking at the black heads on the pier, the noisy gongs and drums, the towering welcome arches, and the bright red carpet, the level of welcome was still beyond Meng Ju's expectations.  Anticipate.  The Ministry of War, the Privy Council, the Governor of the Forbidden Army, and the judge of the Beifu Palace came together to welcome him. In the era of Emperor Jingmu of the Northern Wei Dynasty, this was equivalent to the joint appearance of several heavyweights such as Bai Wusha, Murong Po, and Murong Huai.  Meng Ju couldn't help being flattered by welcoming him.

    He said sincerely: "Meng returned to the court for the first time and has not made any contribution to the country. Thanks to your lords for being so important, Meng came out of the city to greet him in person. Meng is ashamed and frightened."

    As soon as Meng Ju said this, for some reason, the officials in front of him suddenly fell silent.  The skinny Minister of War, Fang Yan, laughed dryly: "Shilang Meng, you don't have to be too humble. You understand the righteousness deeply, abandon the darkness for the light, and resolutely lead your troops to return from thousands of miles away. This is a great service to the country. Such a loyal man,  It¡¯s only natural for us to go out to welcome you, so you don¡¯t have to feel uneasy.¡±

    The officials all nodded in agreement: "What Duke Mu said is true. General Zhengbei need not be too modest."

    Meng Ju exchanged a few words with everyone, especially when he met Xiao Hewo, the judge of Beifu. Because he had admired his name for a long time, he paid special attention to him and took a second look at him. This famous judge of Beifu was actually the  He was just a middle-aged man with a mustache. He smiled warmly and politely, without any of the gloominess that he expected from an intelligence chief.

    Meng Ju also showed special courtesy to his former boss: "I have heard about Mr. Xiao for a long time. When I was in the North Kingdom, I kept hearing Mr. Yi mention Mr. Xiao's name. When I was in Beifu, thanks to Mr. Xiao, he always treated me so much.  Meng always wanted to express his gratitude to me in person, but he was unable to do so until today."

    Xiao He smiled and said, "Brother Meng, you're welcome. Mr. YiSheng also mentioned you to me many times. Although we have never met, we have been friends for a long time.  Brother Meng is younger than I thought!  From now on, we will be ministers of the same palace. If I don¡¯t mind it, you and I will become equals. You can just call me by the name ¡®Yuanzhi¡¯. How about that?  "

    Meng Ju quickly said a few words of humility, saying that he was a junior, so how could he be worthy enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with his seniors?  But Xiao He persisted. Seeing how enthusiastic he was, Meng Ju agreed half-heartedly and praised: "Brother Yuanzhi."

    After introducing several heavyweights, the next step was to introduce the mid-level and senior officials present.  A minister and four or five ministers from the Ministry of War, two deputies from the Privy Council, counselors from various departments in the Beifu, and brigade marshals from each brigade of the Forbidden Army continued their introductions and greetings for a full half an hour.  There were hundreds of officials at all levels who were introduced or introduced themselves. Although Meng Ju prided himself on having an excellent memory, the unfamiliar faces of officials with all kinds of weird local accents were really beyond Meng Ju's ability.  The memory limit of poly.

    At first, he could barely remember the other person¡¯s face and official position, but later on, he could only put on a dull fake smile on his face and numbly respond a few times: ¡°I¡¯ve seen you for a long time~¡± and ¡°Nice to meet you!¡±

    Fortunately, several senior officials are all smart people, and they knew what was going on when they saw Meng Juran's dull expression.  Su Moyu coughed dryly and came out to help him out: "Mr. Mu, gentlemen, Minister Meng is also very happy to meet all the sages. It's just that he has traveled long distances for dozens of days to return to Beijing, and he is physically and mentally exhausted. Shall we first  He was sent back to his residence to rest and wash up. Will I invite you to have a chat with you at the reception banquet tonight?"

    "That's very good." Fang Yan said solemnly: "I think so too. Minister Meng. You are an officer of our Ministry of War, and the Ministry of War has prepared a place for you. I will lead you there now. Come,  Mr. Meng. If you don¡¯t mind, you can take my carriage and we can go there together.¡±

    Before Meng Ju had time to express his gratitude, the Privy Council envoy Ouyang Min coughed and said: "Mr. Mu, Meng Zhengbei is the general of our Privy Council. Now the Northern Expedition is in full swing, and the Privy Council still has important military matters to discuss with General Zhengbei.  . Therefore, we can only thank the Ministry of War for its kindness. Meng Zhengbei, please come with me."

    Fang Yan frowned, anger looming on his face. It was hard for him to get angry in front of Meng Ju, an outsider.  He just said lightly: "Privy Minister Ouyang, are you confused? Lord Meng's original position is the Minister of War, and the title of General Zhengbei is just concurrent. Obviously, Lord Meng's work should still focus on the Ministry of War."

    Ouyang Min shook his head quickly: "Mr. Mu didn't know something. Meng Zhengbei's military prowess is known to the world. Obviously, Meng Zhengbei's strength lies in his bravery and charging into battle, rather than strategizing. The affairs of the Ministry of War are not Meng Zhengbei's.  Director, the Privy Council's campaign strategy is what Meng Zhengbei should be concerned about."

    Fang Yan, the Minister of War, and Ouyang Min, the envoy to the Privy Council, were quarreling with each other. Then Governor Xu of the Forbidden Army, Xiao He of the Beifu and I also joined the discussion, listening to everyone arguing in the soft Jiangnan Mandarin.  It was fast and urgent, and Meng Ju could only guess and understand half of it.  He vaguely heard that the chief officers of these departments hoped to win him over, but he couldn't figure out the reason.

    Meng Ju was confused. He looked for help at Su Moyu, the bachelor who came back with him, but saw him frowning slightly and looking solemn.  Meng Ju was about to speak, but Su Moyu made a gesture to him, telling him to stay silent for a while.

    Seeing everyone getting more and more arrogant and louder, Fang Shangshu started blowing his beard and staring, and the others gradually blushed. At this time, Su Moyu stood up and said: "Mr. Mu."  , Sirs, could you please listen to me?"

    Although several big shots were quarreling and blushing, they still retained their rationality. After hearing the words of the ministers around Emperor Renxing, everyone said: "It doesn't matter, Mr. Su, just say it."

    "In order to welcome Mr. Meng, your lords hope to show their friendship as landlords. Mr. Meng also feels this enthusiasm. But unfortunately, His Majesty has issued an oral order, instructing Mr. Meng to enter the palace immediately when he arrives to meet the saint.  Your Majesty has come to entertain you personally. Therefore, Lord Meng can only thank you here for your kindness."

    Hearing what Su Moyu said, all the ministers looked at each other.  After a while, Xiao He expressed his position first: "Since it is His Majesty's will, our ministers will naturally obey it. Regarding the reception, we might as well wait until Master Meng leaves the palace to discuss it, right?"

    The matter was settled like this. Meng Ju said goodbye to everyone and got on Su Moyu's carriage. Amidst the warm farewells of everyone, the carriage slowly started and drove towards the city.  It wasn't until he got on the carriage and left the group of enthusiastic welcoming ministers that Meng Ju felt a little relaxed.

    Looking at the road scenery outside the car window, Su Moyu smiled faintly: "General Meng, at the beginning of the day todayBeijing, how do you feel?  "

    "The dynasty is magnificent and has outstanding people. It deserves to be called the Great Kingdom of Heaven. But there is something unclear about the last general. Is it convenient to ask a scholar?"

    "It doesn't matter what the general says."

    "The system of the Guochao is slightly different from that of Jiangbei. In the Puppet Dynasty, all matters involving war were under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War. But at the end of the day, on the Guochao side, it is divided into two departments: the Ministry of War and the Privy Council.  The last general has just observed that the Ministry of War and the Privy Council have no jurisdiction over each other. I wonder how they divide work and cooperate, and how are their responsibilities divided?"

    Su Moyu smiled and said: "General Meng is indeed an expert in military affairs. He saw the key when he first arrived. As the general said, our military affairs are jointly managed by the Ministry of War and the Privy Council. The Ministry of War is responsible for recruiting soldiers, logistics supplies,  The Ministry of War is responsible for supplying supplies such as the distribution of grain and fodder, while the Privy Council is responsible for the mobilization of troops and horses, military strategic planning, war command and other matters. To put it simply, the Ministry of War is responsible for supplying logistics and soldiers, while the Privy Council is responsible for commanding the campaign. The two companies cooperate to defend the Tartars.  prisoner."

    Meng Ju thought thoughtfully. He could see that the military command structure of the Southern Tang Dynasty was equivalent to the Northern Wei Dynasty's Ministry of War's Ministry of War, which reorganized the Privy Council with this function. This was already vaguely close to the modern military command system of later generations.  .  The Privy Council is the General Staff.  The Ministry of War is the General Logistics Department.

    No matter in terms of power checks and balances or division of responsibilities.  Such a system is of course better than that of the Northern Wei Dynasty where the Ministry of War was dominated by one family. Meng Ju even guessed that if Murong Huai had not taken control of the Ministry of War in the Northern Wei Dynasty, the Murong family's mutiny would not have succeeded so easily.

    "Xueshi Su, the ministers of the dynasty. They seem to be a little too enthusiastic, right?"

    Su Moyu smiled, of course he understood what was going on.  The Ministry of War, the Privy Council, the Forbidden Army, and the Beifu were all in charge of military affairs. In dealing with the major issues of right and wrong in the Northern Wei Dynasty, all the yamen could still cooperate together.  But in terms of expanding their own strength, each yamen spared no effort.

    ¡°It¡¯s just that over three hundred years after the founding of the Southern Tang Dynasty, the Ministry of War was responsible for logistics supplies, the Privy Council was responsible for war command, the Beifu was responsible for intelligence collection, and the Shen family was responsible for training Mingjue divisions. This division of labor has become an unspoken rule.  All spheres of influence have been divided, and the responsibilities of each family have been divided. No matter who wants to expand his own strength, he will infringe on the interests of other yamen and break the unspoken rules. The consequences are very serious.  The one who stands out will definitely be attacked by various families, and no one dares to risk the disapproval of the world.

    But suddenly.  Meng Ju came from Jiangbei.  He controlled five states, three counties and six towns. His jurisdiction was almost one-third of the size of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and he commanded nearly 100,000 troops.  It is conceivable that once this heavyweight warlord enters the DPRK, he is bound to become an upstart and important minister in the DPRK.

    The history of the Tang Dynasty is not without the kind of powerful ministers who rose rapidly, but those ministers who rose up in the past must have their own origins, factions, and their own backers and positions. Others cannot easily win over or sway them.

    But Meng Ju was different from them. This general who conquered the north with such great power came out of nowhere, but he had no origin or origin in the Tang Dynasty.  In the Tang Dynasty, he had no disciples, no family background, and no distinction between family and faction. In the eyes of the big shots in the court, this outsider who was powerful but had no political power was simply the same as  A walking gold mine is no different.  As long as you control Meng Ju, you will control the huge territory and troops in Jiangbei. Who doesn't want such a good thing?

    The bosses are very shrewd and know that when Meng Ju first came to Southern Tang, he had no relatives and his eyes were blank. This state was just like a chick that had just hatched out of its shell and had not yet had time to recognize its owner.  As long as you seize the opportunity to receive him, bring him to your own territory, entertain him warmly, and move him with affection, it will be natural for this Jiangbei warlord to be drawn into your camp.

    It¡¯s just that Su Moyu didn¡¯t want to tell the truth, lest Meng Ju underestimate the emperor and ministers of the Southern Tang Dynasty.  He said with a smile: "General Meng is famous all over the world, and all of you have admired him for a long time. Now that we can see him in person today, everyone will naturally be more enthusiastic."

    Meng Ju smiled faintly, knowing that this scholar Su was not telling the truth, so he was not in a hurry: in fact, he also guessed a little about the cause of the matter.  Since the ministers of the Southern Dynasties showed extraordinary enthusiasm for themselves, it must be that there is something in themselves that they value. As long as you pay attention, you will understand it sooner or later.

    "Xueshi Su, are we going to enter the palace to meet the saint now?"

    Su Moyu sighed. According to the original plan, he planned to arrange for Meng Ju to rest in the VIP building of Honglu Temple first, and let officials from the Ministry of Rites teach him various etiquette before arranging for Meng Ju to formally meet the saint at the court meeting.  But he didn't expect that the officials of various ministries were at such a stalemate on the dock. In order to get out of the predicament, he had no choice but to move Emperor Renxing out to relieve the siege.  Now, he could only make the mistake of taking Meng Ju to see the saint immediately.

      He asked Meng Ju: "General Meng, have you ever met the puppet emperor in the puppet court? Are you familiar with the etiquette of meeting the emperor?"

    Meng Ju was stunned for a moment: "In the time of Emperor Jingmu, the general had visited the pseudo-emperor Jingmu with others. Someone told the general about the rules of meeting the emperor. The general is stupid, but he still remembers some."

    Su Moyu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's great that General Meng has learned the etiquette of audience. Although the Tartars invaded the Central Plains, their etiquette and rituals can be traced back to the Liu Han Dynasty, and they are not very different from ours."  . Your Majesty is a tolerant Lord and does not have strict requirements for etiquette. Although it is a bit hasty, General Meng only needs to remember to be careful with his words. Even if there is something wrong, the general is new and is not familiar with the etiquette of our court. I want to come.  Your Majesty will not blame you."

    While talking, the carriage had already passed a market, and there were streets lined with shops over there.  There are a lot of signboard shops.  There was a huge flow of people.  There was a lot of people and it was a lively and noisy scene.  Meng Ju observed for a moment and looked at the pedestrians walking on the street. They were all well-dressed.  Order turned out to be.  As for the half-clothed refugees and hungry people who were common along the Northern Wei Dynasty roads, none of them could be seen here.

    Meng Ju sighed: "Before we entered the city, the streets were so prosperous. There were rumors in the north that the country was rich in products and the people were prosperous. The general never believed it. Unexpectedly, the country was rich and the people were in good health. This situation was far beyond the rumors.  ah."

    Hearing Meng Ju's praise, Su Moyu smiled reservedly and said: "The Holy Emperor loves the people, is considerate of the people's strength, and treats corvee lightly. The ministers in the court also understand the emperor's wishes, settle disputes and lawsuits, and catch thieves and eliminate traitors. After a hundred years,  During the rule of the Qing Dynasty, our dynasty has never had such a grand situation. Now, there are more than 300,000 households in Jiangdu City, and the population has exceeded one million. I am afraid that this kind of prosperity is difficult to match even in Luojing of the puppet dynasty, right?"

    "Exactly. Before the Murong family started their army, the general had been to Luojing. At that time, the general felt that Luojing was in decline. After the Murong family started their army, Luojing went through several wars and lost most of its population and wealth.  The buildings have been reduced to ruins after the war, which cannot be compared with the flourishing momentum of the Tang Dynasty."

    Su Moyu nodded. He pointed to the market outside the car window and said in a deep voice: "General Meng, this is the famous Baixia Market."

    "Baixiaji?" Meng Ju frowned slightly: "Xueshi Su, I am sorry that I will be ignorant and ignorant. I wonder what the famous origin of this place is?"

    "Haha, people in Jiangbei may not hear much about this, but in our dynasty, everyone knows that Baixiaji is the foundation of our dynasty."

    Su Moyu said solemnly: "Three hundred years ago, the Tartar chieftain Murong Longcheng forcibly crossed the river and invaded Jiangdu. People in Hecheng were panicked. The Liu Han royal family was as timid as a chicken and panicked. At this time, the Holy Ancestor stepped forward.  He came out, recruited brave soldiers, forged battle armor, and began to build the king's army. Just away from this place, the Holy Ancestor led a weak brigade to defeat the invading strong Tartar army in one fell swoop. In one battle, the three hundred years of the country's foundation was determined, and the northern soldiers never dared to do so again.  A glimpse of Jiangnan.

    Bai Xia's victory in the battle caused a sensation in the south of the Yangtze River, and all the people rejoiced. Every household offered a memorial tablet to the Holy Ancestor, and the Holy Ancestor's prestige was unparalleled for a time.  Emperor Xian of Liu Han took the initiative to abdicate, and our dynasty was established.  "

    "Ah, this is the Jiangdu Ancient Battlefield?"

    Meng Ju was surprised. He looked at the bustling market outside the car window. He could never imagine that on that snowy afternoon three hundred years ago, on this snow-covered plain, the alien soldiers from the northern part of the Great Wall  The horses are fighting to the death with the Chinese patriots who are defending their homeland.  This was an unprecedented battle. Both armies destroyed more than a thousand battle armors, staining the snowfields with blood.  The battle started in the afternoon and lasted until dusk. Although the casualties of the Southern Army were nearly three times that of the Northern Army, in the end, it was the Wei Army that could not hold on first.  Overwhelmed by the Southern army's bravery and bravery, the Wei army lost its fighting spirit and had to retreat.

    The bloody battlefield in his imagination was in sharp contrast to the bustling market in front of him. Meng Ju watched for a long time, his heart surging.

    Meng Ju originally thought that Su Moyu would take him directly into the city to have an audience with him at the palace, but unexpectedly, the carriage took a detour on the official road outside the city gate and went straight to the southwest instead of entering the city.  Su Moyu explained: "I have inquired just now. Your Majesty is not in the palace today. He went to Qiulin Garden outside the city."

    The carriage ran on the official road for more than an hour, changing horses once at the inn, and arrived at the edge of a mountain forest.  At a glance, Meng Ju saw high mountains and deep forests, luxuriant trees, greenery everywhere, birds chirping, and a fresh breath of mountain forest blowing into his face.

    On the road beside the mountain forest, there was a group of soldiers wearing Forbidden Army uniforms guarding it. Su Moyu showed his waistband. The officer leading the team obviously knew him. While checking his waistband, he exchanged greetings: "  Scholar Su, have we not seen each other for more than half a year? I heard that you were on a mission to the North. When did you return to Beijing? Long time no see. His Majesty misses you so much that he has mentioned it several times."

    "Zhang Dutong, long time no see. The student just came here today too."??Come.  Can your Majesty be in the garden?  "

    "Your Majesty is here." The officer looked at Meng Ju and looked suspiciously: "Xueshi Su, you want to meet His Majesty, of course there is no problem, but the gentleman you brought is a bit unfamiliar. He is  ¡­¡±

    "Oh, please allow me to introduce you. This is Lord Meng Jumeng, the Right Minister of the Ministry of War and the General of the Northern Campaign. General Meng has been fighting in the Northern Kingdom. This is the first time he has returned to Beijing to see General Meng. This is the Imperial Commander-in-Chief.  Zhang Ping, you two are both generals, so you might as well get close to each other."

    "Shilang Meng?" Zhang Dutong was stunned for a moment. He frowned and thought hard: "It seems that I have never heard of this name before Ah, you are the enemy of ten thousand people in the Northern Wei Dynasty, Meng Meng of Northern Xinjiang.  Grand Governor?"

    Meng Ju bowed slightly: "That's the last general. I've met Brother Zhang!"

    Recognizing Meng Ju, Zhang Dutong looked very excited: "It's really you! Master Meng, my brothers have all heard about you. Among the generals, you are the one who has not said anything!"

    Zhang Duyi raised his thumb, looked at Meng Ju, and praised: "Everyone was thinking, Mr. Meng, you have such a great reputation, you have killed so many barbarians, and you have to be so fierce in appearance, but I didn't expect you to be real."  You look so handsome, you are no different from those scholars who study. You really don¡¯t look like someone who lives in the military. If you have time, Lao Zhang will not be on duty tonight and I will treat you to a drink!"

    "Haha, if Zhang Dutong is interested, I will definitely accompany him"

    While he was talking, there was suddenly the sound of rustling footsteps and the sound of hounds barking from behind the jungle, as if a large group of people were approaching.  Everyone was stunned and stopped talking, but they saw a group of young people in well-dressed clothes coming from the mountain path behind the jungle. The young people were all holding long swords, carrying bows and arrows on their backs, and carrying hares, pheasants and other prey in their hands.  Several people even worked together to carry a bloody wild boar.

    The young people were surrounded by a man like the stars, and the man and the surrounding people yiy¨¤ng wore a dark dress with a long bow, but his hands were empty, and nothing was taken.  He is of medium height, with a well-proportioned body, delicate eyebrows, and lively eyes. His hair is neatly combed into a bun, and he has no beard on his lips. He walks with a strut and looks very imposing.

    This group of young people who had returned from hunting were chatting and laughing all the way. The laughter had already spread before anyone arrived.  When Meng Ju saw them, they also saw several people gathered by the road.

    The leading man saw Su Moyu at a glance. He was stunned, and immediately smiled and walked over happily. While laughing, he shouted: "Mo Yu, you are willing to come back! You have been gone for more than half a year, I  You are so obsessed with the girl from the north that you are reluctant to come back!"

    Su Moyu calmly knelt down and prostrated: "I am here to see your Majesty! Long live, long live, long live your Majesty! Your Majesty, I was ordered to go on a mission to the Northern Kingdom. Fortunately, I did not disgrace my order and finally brought General Meng back."

    Although he already had some premonitions in his heart, when Su Moyu knelt down like this, Meng Ju's mind suddenly exploded: Could it be that this young man with lively behavior and informal speech in front of him is the legendary one who only meets once in 500 years?  Li Gongwei, the sage of the Tang Dynasty?

    "Mo Yu, this is not a palace, there is no need to be so formal. The floor is dirty, you should get up first."

    Li Gongwei¡¯s gaze has turned to Meng Ju, his eyes are shining brightly: ¡°Look at this demeanor If I am not mistaken, this is General Meng of Northern Xinjiang who is famous all over the world, right?¡±

    Meng Ju pretended to kneel down: "It's the humble minister! The guilty minister came late, please punish me"

    Li Gongwei took a step forward and helped Meng Ju: "General Meng, don't do this! You have made great contributions to the country and the country, so where does the crime come from?"

    He sighed, his eyes were a little complicated, and he said sincerely: "General Meng, I have really wronged you! If it were you in my place, I'm afraid I wouldn't come." (To be continued.)
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