Eight Hills in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Murong Chui's brow raised unconsciously, while his right hand subconsciously gripped the knife handle of the gold knife, and this subtle change of expression immediately showed Wang Meng clearly.

Wang Meng smiled and said: "It seems that this golden sword has a special meaning for Murong Hyun-di. See if you have been carrying this sword with you all the time. Is it a heirloom for the virtuous brother?"

Murong thought secretly, it seemed that Wang Meng had taken a fancy to the golden sword. If he were not given to him, he would not come to Taiwan today. Under the eyes of everyone, this was a serious rudeness. I was afraid that the current level would not pass. He simply gave him the golden sword first, but even if Wang Meng was a hero, he could not know that this was his agreement with his son.

Thinking of this, Murong sighed, and his expression became sad: "It's true, this thing is a token of the younger brother's love. The younger brother's ex-wife Duan's married younger brother, the husband and wife were originally beautiful and loving, but I was framed by the Empress Dowager Qiuhun and the Emperor Murong, who falsely accused my wife of witchcraft and sent him to jail. Finally, my wife committed suicide in order not to involve the younger brother. The love token exchanged at the time, the gambling thinking of people, can be regarded as the last thought of the younger brother for the deceased wife. "

Wang Meng was surprised: "I didn't expect this golden sword to have such a poignant experience. Since it is so, then I don't dare to rob love."

Murong shook his head, released the gold sword from his belt, and handed it to Wang Meng: "It has been many years, the son born to the younger brother and the ex-wife has also grown up, someone is there, and does not need this thing to mourn, Today, there is nothing long on the younger brother, only this thing is still special. Since the elder brother gave the younger the gift of the gift from the king of the year, what else does the younger brother do not want? This thing is handed over to the elder brother. , Thank you for taking care of your little brother over the years! "

Wang Meng took the gold sword with a smile and put it in his sleeve: "Okay, then thank you brother for cutting the love. Today you and I worshipped ghosts and gods here and exchanged tokens. Officials and generals testified, My Wang Meng, and Murong Chui have been brothers since then. Our brothers are in one heart, helping Daqin together, achieving hegemony, and a long history! "He said, raising the wine lord in front of him.

Murong Chui and everyone followed him and raised the Jazz, saying in unison: "Together with Da Qin, famous for his history!"

After two hours, Wang Meng stood on a high hill south of Chang'an, watching long torches like the dragon, moving eastward, and the night wind burst, sending the slogan and horse hiss when the army was moving in the distance, In your ears.

Furong stood side by side with Wang Meng, and he sighed: "This time Murong took the soldiers to the south expedition, it seems that our plan has failed, and before the elder brother (Fan Pi) has yet to set off, I will go and explain to him. He executes our plan. "

Wang Meng looked relaxed and shook his head: "There is no need, the king did not let you go this time, just don't want us to harm Murongli in the army and miss the military affairs. Originally, I would rather let the Jin people take advantage of the south, but also To get rid of the thief Murong Chui, but since the attitude of the king is so firm, then we can only find another way. "

Fu Rong's brow furrowed: "Is there any way to get rid of Murong Chui? He is giving his wife and showing his loyalty. The king is benevolent. I'm afraid he won't deal with him. The most important thing is that there is no evidence! "

Speaking of this, he sighed: "Just hate our arrangement that night was still a bit subtle, and we should point our target directly at Murong Chui. The King still believes in these heavenly warnings."

Wang Meng smiled slightly: "It's already good to do this step. If it's too obvious, it will make the king suspect that he is not something we can fool. In fact, the king is not worried about Murong, but he did not reveal his actions. Before, it was not easy to start against him, so what we have to do is to find out the evidence of Murong ’s rebellion, and then give him a fatal blow. Even if the King is kind, he will not be able to appease the rebellion! "

Fu Rong gritted his teeth: "Then continue to make a fuss in the military, or simply sell his military to Jin, let them wipe out Murong Chui, there are only more than 30,000 Xianbei soldiers, there are ten Jingzhou military horses in Jin Tens of thousands, as long as we do something, Murong Chui will definitely lose! "

Wang Meng shook his head, his eyes flashing coldly: "Murong Cui is a world-famous general. Even in the face of the 200,000 Jin troops, he will not fall into a desperate situation. He knows that we will harm him, so he will be careful to guard against it. The old man is supervising the war behind, I'm afraid it won't hurt him. After all, the king also realized this and won't let us mess up, so our breakthrough is not Murong Chui, but here! "

He said, shaking his right hand, and the golden knife in his sleeve was copied into his hand at once. He smiled slightly, pulled the knife out of the sheath, and under the moonlight, the blade began to reflect a light blue light, just like the same Wang Bishui, and some of the Xianbei characters above the blade are sparkling, and enter the eyes of the two.

Wang Meng said with a smile: "This knife gives my son Murong Pa. Xiankang for six years."

Fu Rong murmured, "Xiankang four years (340 AD)? That was forty years ago, Murong Cui was just a 13- to 14-year-old boy ~ His father Murong Huang gave him? "

Wang Meng nodded his head and said in earnest: "Yes, he was still called Murong Pa. At the age of thirteen, he led the soldiers to defeat Koguryo, and Murong Huang specially created this gold knife gift. This story, the old man I've already asked someone to find out, hum, and lie to me what is the love token of the bereavement wife. He doesn't even think about it, there is a word on this knife, and the story of the golden knife is so famous, how can it be confused? "

Fu Rong's brow stretched out and smiled, "Yeah, this was given to him by his father, and should be the family heirloom of the Murong family, so he can't bear to give him to you. Murong is swindler, even a knife. lie."

Speaking of which, Fu Rong's face suddenly changed: "Luke, you said, this breakthrough is on the knife, mean?"

Wang Meng laughed coldly: "Yes, the origin of this knife, Murong Chui openly lied. When the old man saw the knife, his attitude was extremely unnatural. I think this is not just to commemorate his dead ghost dad."

Furong's eyes were shining: "You mean, this is a token that he contacted Murong's old department to prepare for a rebellion?"

Wang Meng frowned slightly: "This is not easy to say, but I can give it a try, even if I can't contact other Murong surnames, at least his son is able to command, and now Murong is led by soldiers, and the eldest son Murong is at home. Ling Zai is guarding, and then I will send a clever Xianbei, holding this gold sword, to let Murong Ling defect, Murong Chui must be decorated at home this time, because this knife is so important, it is likely to be The token of his contact with his son, when Murong ordered to defect, it would be tantamount to Muronghui's family rebellion. Hey, can the king let him go again? "

Speaking of this, Wang Meng laughed loudly, with a strong spirit: "Murong Chui, wait to die!"