Chapter Thirty-Three: The Final Chapter: The Hurried Traveler

PS: The first two chapters have been unblocked, and there have been a lot of revisions, which may be a little unsmooth, please forgive me.

What is change? What is Dharma?

That is, change, change. Partial or fundamental adjustments to old things.

Meng Ke did not dare to say that the measures he was promoting could make fundamental adjustments to the huge Song Dynasty, but he believed that what he did and did could finally bring some life to this Central Plains Dynasty.

Step 1: Defeat magic with magic.

He sent officials of his own faction to the localities to clean up the local officials who were secretly promoting land annexation, and promised them that half of the land they had seized would be returned to the people, and half would be rewarded as a reward.

For example, when the company has its own shares, the CEO will work hard because he earns half of the money.

Since this measure was issued, it can be said that good news has been frequent, and this group of moths really lived up to Meng Ke's expectations, and the small actions of the place were all clear, and they were easily taken.

Then it's time to clean up redundant bureaucracy and reduce bloated institutions......

One by one, one by one, touching the interests of countless people, Meng Ke successfully established himself as a traitor and a powerful minister in the literati.

Meng Ke: Does it matter? It doesn't matter, anyway, it's Qin Hui's skin, and it's not me who gets scolded!

Logically speaking, such a 'traitor', who is the enemy of the whole world, should be doomed.

However, because Meng Ke was willing to share more than half of his interests with his subordinates, a large group of supporters was formed around him, and his position in the court became more and more stable.

The literati who held the pen had no other way but to scold him.

They didn't even dare to follow Zhang Zifang's Bolangsha's move of assassinating Emperor Qin and assassinate Meng Ke.

It's sad, it's a pity, it's hard to see the blood of literati again.

……

Break Yancheng in the north, attack Shangjing (the first of the three capitals of the Jin Kingdom), die in the west of Western Xia, and chase Kou for thousands of miles.

In the blink of an eye, it was another year, and Meng Keli took the young emperor to move the capital to Yanjing, officially and steadily recovering the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Seeing that time is passing day by day, the measures implemented by myself have begun to take shape, and the remaining backhands have been completed.

But Meng Ke felt an inexplicable tiredness and panic.

He always felt like he had forgotten something very important.

In the winter of 1139 AD, the territory of the Song Dynasty was finally connected with the grassland.

Yue Fei asked the squad to return to the court on the grounds that the weather was cold and the soldiers were tired and fighting again.

Meng Ke wore a thick jacket, stood on the court and flicked his fingers, and the bloody edict of the clothes and ribbon a few days ago was still vivid.

His eyes stared at the seemingly ignorant little emperor on the upper throne without blinking, and shook his head with a faint smile.

It's a bit of a trick, but it's too immature.

But if it is decided today, it is more than enough for him to slowly grow into a master of success.

There's nothing to worry about anymore, and there's no need for any more painstaking planning.

It's time to close the net!

There are lesions in the Song Dynasty that cannot be cured without cruel drugs and fierce drugs, and they should have the determination to stand after they are broken.

Meng Ke secretly thought in his heart, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

At night, a letter and a book were packed and sent out of the capital and headed to the north.

……

A few days later, hundreds of thousands of troops consolidated and headed south.

What made the Qin faction tremble was that Yue Fei commanded the army to clean up the Qin faction that had been delegated to that place every time it went.

How much land and silver these men swallowed, and now they have all spit it out back to the people.

The officials of the Qin faction in the south wanted to react, but Meng Ke now advocated the equality of civil and military forces, and did not give them the right to take charge of the army at all.

The dignified doctor can't summon this group of Qiu Ba.

And it was precisely because of the benefits they obtained that they vigorously supported the measure of civil and military equality, but they didn't expect that now it would become the hemp rope that hanged themselves.

The army bypassed Yanjing and went directly south to clean up.

Meng Ke stood at the head of the city, looking at the Yuezi flag set up in the army galloping in the distance, and a smile of relief flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, Yue Fei on horseback seemed to feel something, and turned around to look at the head of Yanjing City behind him.

"Dashuai, what's wrong?"

Yue Fei retracted his gaze, shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "It's okay." “

As soon as the words fell, a fast horse galloped over and stopped in front of Yue Fei.

"Tell the marshal, there is a general in Taiwei Zhang's camp who has collected two taels of silver and wants to protect ......"

Yue Fei's expression changed slightly, and his brows tightened.

"How much did you collect?"

"Ten thousand taels."

"Chop him to sacrifice the flag, to correct the military regulations!"

"Whoa!"

This kind of thing is not uncommon, and the generals around him have long been used to it, and even Zhang Jun himself has not reacted in the slightest.

……

After clearing everything, Yue Fei led his headquarters back to Yanjing.

Meng Ke, who had dismissed all his family members and servants, sat alone in the mansion, quietly waiting for his old friend to come to the door.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, and then a general with a brocade waistband, bright silver armor, and a bloody sword at his waist walked into the hall.

"Captain Yue, I haven't seen you for two years, don't come unharmed?" Meng Ke smiled slightly.

"Thanks to you, I can't die!" Yue Fei sat down, picked up the teacup on the table and drank it all, frowning, "What a astringent tea!" ”

"The captain's mouth is really tricky." Meng Ke praised.

Yue Fei's iceberg face with Mount Tai collapsing in front of him and not changing his face finally showed a smile.

The two of them chattered in the hall like this, and the fight of the outside world to arrest the Qin faction seemed to have nothing to do with them.

I don't know how long it took, but it was dark, the snow was falling, and the wind-blown windows creaked.

Meng Ke quietly woke up, "It's so late, it's time for me to leave......"

"Let's go? Where can you go? Yue Fei's tone suddenly became much colder.

Meng Ke did not answer this sentence directly, but took the other party's shoulder as before, and explained in a low voice: "After I leave, the measures I have implemented cannot be abolished, and you should see the good and bad in your eyes." In addition, the chief eunuch in the palace, Gao Nei, has a cooperative relationship with me, and he will say something to protect you when necessary......"

"You're going to die here, a hundred?" Yue Fei suddenly grabbed Meng Ke's hand with a serious expression.

Meng Ke gently brushed Yue Fei's hand away, took a sip of the teacup, and comforted with a light smile: "The tea can't be drunk, the chatter can't be finished, but people still have to leave." Although the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers is in front of me, I am just a hurried traveler in the long river of time, and I can't stop and linger. ”

"After three breaths, cut me. Whatever I say, don't be soft. ”

Time...... Traveler? No wonder......

Yue Fei looked at Meng Ke's expression, savored what he had just said, and was silent.

【Go to the next world!】 】

There was no movement......

[Damn, I'll just say I seem to have forgotten something, what is it?] 】

Oh, the long sword was unsheathed, and the tip of the cold sword was against the neck, and a cold chill arose from his heart.

"Wait......"

Meng Ke's expression changed greatly, and he lost his previous free and easy demeanor.

"The third breath has arrived, you are the real Qin Hui, right?"

Yue Fei looked at the person in front of him who was greedy for life and afraid of death, and slowly pulled out the blade of the sword, and the bright red blood dripped down the blade and splashed on the carpet.

[Said, I was killed by myself! 】

Before he died, the seal in his mind was **, and he finally remembered what was missing.

Spiritual? Definitely! It's just a spirit of the end world who wants to hitchhike......