Eight Hills in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Duan Xiurong sighed softly and lifted her head from Murong Chui's arms. She lowered her body to untie Murong Chui's belt: "Fujun, say goodbye tonight. I don't know if I can see you again in this life. Let the concubine serve you. For the last time, please ...

Murong Cui suddenly roared like a furious lion. He threw Duan Xiurong to the ground and tore up her good mink clothes, her white skin, following his violent movements. Zi appeared, and her panting sound also mixed with ambiguous coquettishness: "Husband, love me, love me!"

Murong Cui's roar echoed in this secret room: "You are mine, you will always be mine! No one can take you away, Fu Jian can't do it, God can't do it!"

The two figures were quickly entangled together, with the shaking of the lights and candles on the wall, the night outside was cool, the interior was endlessly spring, and the moon in the sky was watching the Changan City in the dark, all the conspiracy, love and love Qiu, gradually disappeared in the thick night fog and diffuse smoke.

The next day, noon, Changan, Miyagi.

In the Yamen lobby of Shangshu province, Wang Meng was wearing a purple mantle and looked relaxed. He looked at a young man with a big body and a big beard, who was 34 to 5 years old, and said with a smile: "Yang Pinggong, You have to suspend for a while for the time being. Jin Guohuan is ready to commit a crime against Nanyang, who has the ambition to enter Tuluoyang. This time, he should teach them a good meal to let them know that Daqin is not the one who can take advantage of the fire. "

This young man is Fu Rong. He is a younger brother of Fu Jian. He has been clever and studious since childhood. He is a first-rate talent in the Qin clan's family. He is also named Yang Ping Gong because of his outstanding ability. Shang Shushi, in today's Qin Kingdom, can be said to be Fu Jian, the third person other than Wang Meng. He also worshipped Wang Meng as a teacher, studied Confucianism, the Han code, etc., which is a rare talent among the Hu people.

Furong haha ​​smiled: "Teacher, don't make fun of me. There are only you and me here. The disciples should still be the disciples."

Wang Meng smiled and waved his hand: "This is the public gate, you and I are dressed in official robes, or is it appropriate for official business. Jin Guo thought that I could take advantage of the Daqin civil strife, which requires you, Daqin name, to make them sober."

Fu Rong looked at Wang Meng, and the smile on his face gradually dissipated: "Lugong (Wang Meng had long served as the prime minister of Lushang Shushi, so everyone respectfully calls him" Lugong "). You have always advocated taking the Jin regime's Han regime For the method of peaceful coexistence, why do you want to take the initiative to send troops this time? Besides, do n’t you want the one that Murong Chui hates the most, do you want the king to unify the universe? "

Wang Meng sighed: "Yang Pinggong, there are no outsiders here, and I will tell you something. You really think Daqin's civil strife is over?"

Fu Rong's mouth ticked: "I'm not so optimistic. Although the internal chaos of the Di tribe's clan is flat, the Xianbei and Qiang thieves are still there. The Jin Kingdom is not so easy to fight. If the army is out, these conquered thieves in China I will definitely take advantage of the chaos. So I firmly oppose the war with Jin! "

"Huan Chong's offense, although there are hundreds of thousands of people, but he wanted to take advantage of the internal chaos in Daqin. Now that the rebellion has subsided, his offensive cannot be large in scale. Immediately it will be the harvest season. He must I will retreat to collect food. I do n’t think I need to dispatch a large army, just use local troops around Luoyang. "

Wang Meng nodded in satisfaction: "Yangping Gong is sober-minded and has superhuman insights. It's just that the old man asked you to send troops this time, just to get rid of the thief."

Furong's expression was awkward, and he looked at a few of the copywriters who were struggling to write, and said in a deep voice: "I have important matters to discuss with the public, you don't need to record, let's step back."

Several paperwork retired, and only two people left to sit on their knees in the large public hall. Fu Rongqi said: "How can we get rid of Xianbei and Qiang thieves when we go to Jin Kingdom?"

Wang Meng said with a smile: "I have already thought about it. Daqin is a country of Di people after all. The core strength is the force of the Di people and the army of the Han people. The Xianbei, Qiang, Xiongnu, and Qiang thieves are all to be eliminated. This will last forever. Heavenly King Renhou ca n’t bear to kill these thieves, so he has to borrow a knife to kill! ”

Furong understood a little and nodded and said with a smile: "Lugong is going to make Muronghui and Yao Chang take their native troops to the south and let them fight hard with the Jin army?"

Wang Meng smiled and said: “That ’s why, if they defected to Eastern Jin Dynasty, then we justifiably have the reason to kill all the people who stayed in Qin. In addition, we also need you to take the army behind to monitor to prevent them from fighting with the Jin army. Collusion led the Jin army to attack me in Luoyang. "

Furong sighed with a sigh of relief: "Understood, the trick of recording the public is really high, I know what to do. It's just the king, can you agree?"

Wang Meng smiled slightly: "What's the difficulty? Since Murong Chui took the initiative to make a speech ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ If your majesty wants to wipe out the Kingdom of Jin and unify Yu Yu, then naturally he should let him go first. Jingzhou is the important town of Jin, especially The foundation of the Huan family's operation for decades will never give up, and will definitely fight for the soldiers. At that time, as long as you do not move, just sit back and watch their two tigers fight. If Murong prevails, you will secretly withhold the military food. You know the art of war, and if you want them to die, you do n’t need me to teach you anymore. "

Furong smiled "Hey": "Teacher, please rest assured, disciples understand."

A scent of wind blew by, outside Shangshu Province, a large group of ladies dressed in satin silk, wearing a mopping power fence, they moved the lotus step, followed by one or two maids, or lanterns, or Fans, passing by in groups, the fragrance is overflowing, the guards who are drunk outside, the eyes are not turning, and they are looking at these beautiful women.

Wang Meng's brow furrowed: "What's going on, how come there are so many women in the palace?"

Fu Rong smiled slightly: "Oh, that's the case. Yesterday, the king had a purpose to ask the officials of the third and higher ranks of the capital to marry women into the palace, to observe the ceremony of Murongchong in Naming, and to pray for the newly sick lady Mrs. Zhang. Women, it should be the wives of officials. "

Wang Meng sighed softly: "I have a bad feeling, Heavenly King ..."

He said half of his words, and suddenly his eyes lit up, because among the walking women, he saw a woman in a leather robe and animal skirt, with a big bow on her back, and a pigtail, her eyes were picturesque and positive. Ride a snow-white armored pony and walk slowly in the palace.

Wang Meng's expression suddenly became serious: "Isn't this horse the shining night lion given to him by His Majesty the last time Murong came to vote? Who is this girl?"