Mei Meng smiled, and a strange color appeared in her eyes.

"I don't have to worry about losing my life when I see my excitement."

The strong man looked dead, but he was not afraid of boiling water. He said freely: "Which brave warrior has ever seen a brave warrior who is afraid of death? A brave warrior should have the awareness of not being able to end well from the first day he entered the martial arts. If you are afraid of death, don't go on this road with your head and don't wear a belt. I dare to watch Zheng Qiao's excitement, but I'm afraid you are a plum and shocked crane?"

Mei Meng: “…”

At first glance, this sounds like nothing wrong with it.

But, which martial artist is so brave that he can die when watching the excitement? What can he die when watching the excitement? What is the same as those who pursue martial arts?

The strong man leaned back and held his hands in his chest.

He was quite stingy: "That's just you young people who are struggling with death. In my opinion, the death of a man, the death of a king, the death of a man, the righteousness of the people, or choking to death by drinking water, death is death, and there is no distinction between noble and humbleness. If you want to say that there is absolutely fair in the world, it is death! Why can't I watch the fun and die?"

Will the general who died in the battlefield die nobler than him?

He died, what else can someone complain about?

Mei Meng: “…”

Helplessly, she looked at the strong man with confidence, rubbed her swelling and painful eyebrows, closed her eyes and analyzed various details in her mind, striving to be foolproof. This game is also her only chance to fulfill the way of a scholar in recent years. If she missed this time, she would probably not have the next chance.

The strong man didn't make any noise to disturb her.

All I could hear was the sound of the wheels rolling rapidly in my ears.

Until the convoy was about to leave the boundary of Heyin County, the strong man looked at the same scenery outside the window and suddenly said, "...Does the lady know what I admire most about Zheng Qiao? Even if in your opinion, this person is so rotten that he cannot be more rotten, he is nailed to the pillar of shame and scolded by thousands of people. But in my opinion, he has an advantage, and it is worth learning more from the lady."

Mei Meng knew that the strong man would not say these words suddenly.

There must be some purpose.

Then he asked, "What are the advantages?"

The strong man said: "He is very clear about grasping strength and opportunities, and will not be implicated by unnecessary feelings. Whether it is a king above ten thousand people or a powerful minister below one person, it is never related to blood interests that protect his life..."

"It's force."

"It's military power!"

"The king of the country is qualified to be a powerful man."

"The so-called etiquette, law and morality are defined by people with strong soldiers and horses. If Zheng Qiao hadn't wanted others to live a good life, he could not have been crazy, and with his strength, he shouldn't have ended so early. At least he could suppress Shen Youli's development for ten years, do you understand?"

Mei Meng smiled: "So what?"

"If the military power is not in your own hands, it will be aimed at your own vitals sooner or later." The strong man looked up and down at Mei Meng's small body, as if thinking that she could hold on to a few times. "Don't believe too much about lies of 'sharing of joys and sorrows', that is all a fool who will accompany you to endure hardships. Only fools will believe it in a fool. There are so many things in this world that can share sorrows but not sorrows, and the sweetness will not be tasted by outsiders."

Mei Meng's smile on her face was cleaned up little by little.

"I'll be told that I'll be 'crawling rabbit dies, and I'll be cooked by a lackey'?"

The strong man laughed like a copper bell when he heard this, and the louder he laughed louder and louder. He almost slapped his anger. He slapped his thigh in an indecent way: "Female, Female, I finally know why there are so many excellent women in the world, but few people have successfully held great power. The gap between people and people with power is even greater than that of dogs and people. Those who can make people with power have a great chat with you, either she accommodates you and uses you for entertainment, or you are useful to her and needs to win over... There are many reasons, but it is not because of gender."

"Why is it impossible to die of a cunning rabbit and a lackeye cook?"

The strong man just reminded Mei Meng not to trust her master too much.

What Mei Meng wants to do is very clear, and the master is also very clear, but being clear does not mean being completely trusted. Trust in the past does not mean trusting as always in the future. People will change, especially those who hold power, and may even become monsters!

Mei Meng seemed naive to think that this trust would not change.

I also thought that she had the same gender and the same experience as the Lord, and the two would understand each other from beginning to end. This understanding would also make the Lord trust her: "Zheng Qiao has a saying that is right, from birth to death, only himself is himself!"

Only you will absolutely trust yourself.

Only you will always be loyal to yourself.

Instead of placing the hope of change on another person, hoping that the other party will be like-minded and consistent with you, it is better to placing this hope on yourself. Hold all the power in your hands and take the initiative to customize rules in your arms—

"Actively transferring power is like handing a knife to someone else. Whether the knife is stabbed to the body depends on the conscience of the person holding the knife." The strong man touched his thick beard, muttering, "I have lived at this age, and I haven't seen many people do this."

If you do this, you won't end well without exception.

Mei Meng was silent for a long time.

He sighed, "Don't I know?"

But she had no choice.

She did not restrain her edge and assisted the main body, but did it independently. Not to mention how difficult it is to start from scratch, how can she take the first step as an ordinary woman to recruit talents? She is a woman from a noble family, but she is not a man. How can the family help her?

Or she usurped the master and picked ready-made peaches. She benefited from doing so, but she also left a bad reputation. For future generations, it is not only not a helping, but an obstacle, and prevention will only be stricter!

Mei Meng has no choice.

She can only trust the Lord.

I also hope to trust her as always.

The strong man saw Mei Meng clearly and didn't talk much anymore.

Everyone understands the truth, but some people still refuse to abide by it.

I guess Mei Meng knew in her heart how fearful her literati was. What’s wrong? It was [those who steal the hook were killed, and those who steal the country were marquis]. Who wouldn’t feel upset after hearing this? But Mei Meng was determined to make it perfect, and her perfect way was full of bloody betrayal. Who can guarantee that this betrayal would not fall on her?

Instead of sitting there waiting for death, it is better to start first.

Of course, it's too early to say this now.

Even if you really want to "crawl rabbits die and eat dogs", you have to wait for the day when "birds are gone". As long as there are prey in the forest, you still need to hunt a good bow, or a substitute for a good bow has not appeared, Mei Meng is safe. The strong man himself may be shorter than Mei Meng.

What are he doing?

Since then, I have been speechless all the way.

Ning Yan integrated the news and notified Chen Tang as soon as possible.

After receiving Cui Xiao’s blue bird, Chen Tang sent a scout to confirm the authenticity of the information above. Judging from the investigation, most of them are true: [It is probably nine true and one false.]

I don't know where to dig a hole and wait for myself to jump.

Chen Tang just hesitated for a long time and made a decision.

Don't think about it so much, just call it first.

No matter what conspiracies and tricks Wu Xian had or what cards the Yongsheng Sect had, he could eat Tianhai County on the surface. Since that's the case, why didn't this piece of meat be eaten? Chen Tang put out the battle post without warning, and Tianhai soldiers and horses were hanging high and the battle cards were not allowed.

【There is a bird for free battle card?】

Seeing the huge battle-free card, the generals were not afraid of anything.

The battle-free sign does not mean that this battle cannot be fought. How can there be so many etiquette in the war? It is just to tell the other party that they don’t want to fight. If you want to fight, fight. So Chen Tang directly led his troops to fight, and he was too lazy to wait for Wu Xian.

In this battle, Chen Tang set up a formation to flatten the sea of ​​heaven.

The troops of Tianhai can resist for a while, and immediately inform Yiru of the news, who was ready to attack Heyin.

result--

I met Chen Tang's soldiers who should have fought in the sky and sea.

This battle was in a normal manner, and Gao Guo did not send a worship of the Eternal Life Sect that could subvert the civil and military affairs. Chen Tang's main force was just a fake move, and his real focus was on the battlefield of the Tianhai. When Wu Xian reacted, several counties in Tianhai were lost.

Send troops to reinforce but were repeatedly interrupted.

Chen Tang always felt that things were going too smoothly.

"When will Wu Zhaode hold it in until?"

"Is he used to constipation or why? How can he bear it so much?" Chen Tang looked at the basic course of Wenxin Scholars who were about to be turned into pieces. His temples hurt and his eyes hurt. "It's a knife to stretch his head, and it's a knife to shrink his head. Why don't you feel happy? Every day when learning those words are almost full of resentment..."

Gu Chi and several literary scholars were also troubled.

Especially Gu Chi.

When practicing martial arts day by day, not only did he not grow a tendon flesh, but his energy became even more depressed, making people wonder if Gu Chi was singing every night and some demons were sucked away from his vitality. Chen Tang went to see his progress in martial arts practice, and always felt that Kang Guo’s hope for the future was slim.

The only thing Chen Tang could do was to give him tonic.

If you want any medicine to nourish the medicine, please let the Xinglin doctor take any medicine.

As long as Gu Chi needs it, she can urge any plant and medicinal materials in a short time. If she can replenish a little, she will make Gu Chi's face turn green and her smile is stiff: [The master is afraid that he will not be able to replenish anyone?]

Chen Tang said: [Good medicine is bitter.]

His body really makes people worry.

When Gu Chi heard this, he could only pinch his nose and drink it all.

In fact, he wanted to say that he would improve by stopping martial arts, but he couldn't say that. Chu Wuhui and others practiced day and night. As the old minister whom he valued the most, how could he fall behind? He could only greet the old man in his heart several times.

Make up and practice.

The result was a thirsty nosebleed.

Chen Tang looked at Gu Chi's face, his eyes stayed in the blue color in his eyes for several breaths, and asked Dr. Xinglin uncertainly: [Are you sure you have over-repaired? Isn't the weather dry, other diseases?]

Doctor Xinglin nodded.

Chen Tang's eyes couldn't help but feel much more subtle.

I've been over-repaired, why is it still so sick?
To be continued...