Mongfu.

A eunuch came out of the gate of the Mongolian Mansion with a very ugly look on his face.

Looking back at the gate of the tall Mengfu, the eunuch said to himself: "Ying Chengcheng participated in politics, but Meng Fu didn't stop it, and lied that he didn't know." His attitude is like this, and he must report it to the Queen Mother as soon as possible. ”

With his head down, the eunuch hurried away.

After three o'clock, on the grassland thirty miles outside the east gate of Xianyang City, a grassless land with a length of two meters and a width of one meter appeared.

The soil of this grassless land was damp, as if it had just been turned up from the ground, and there was a smooth corner of the eunuch's clothes, growing on the new soil.

An old farmer carried a hoe stained with damp soil, stepped the corner of his coat into the dirt with his dirty feet, and then nodded with satisfaction and walked back slowly.

"People eat the soil for a lifetime, and the soil eats people once, and the words of the son are really reasonable."

Syllable~

The old peasant had walked eight or nine steps, and his big dusty hand suddenly slapped his forehead hard, leaving a lot of dust on his forehead.

"After years of not doing these things, the craftsmanship is unfamiliar, the process is unfamiliar, and I almost forgot something."

The old farmer turned back and found three dead branches, lined them up side by side, all of them planted in the grassless land. From a distance, it looks like someone is burning incense.

"Hehe, that's decent. Gongzi said, kill Zhao Xianglu's subordinates, and when conditions permit, you must insert three sticks of incense. Incense burner, incense burner, no incense insert, where is perfection? ”

The old farmer glanced at a tree to the northeast and shouted at the top of his voice: "There are some people who are ungrateful and wolf-hearted. For the sake of a broken incense burner, even people don't do it. ”

The four fields are quiet.

Except for the slight rustle of the grass in the wind, only the shouts of the old peasants resounded here.

The old farmer paused for five breaths, and the tree in his sight was still the same as usual, and there was nothing unusual.

"Phew! Eighty percent went to Zhao Xianglu's bed, and even the bones softened. ”

Cursing in a low voice, the old farmer put the hoe on his shoulder, but this time he really left.

Not long after the old farmer left, behind the tree that the old farmer had been staring at, the middle-aged man came out with a gloomy face holding his sword.

He looked at the direction in which the old farmer left, but after all, he didn't pull out the Qin sword in his hand.

He turned his anger on his feet, and the earth was splashed under his feet, and he jumped into the grassless land with one leap.

Looking at the three dead wood branches inserted in the soil, the middle-aged man's face became even more gloomy.

Seeing this scene, his mind remembered the scene of Ying Chengcheng in front of the Queen Mother, killing people first and then burying people.

The adult boy who has not yet grown a beard, with an adult's smile on his immature face, looks very disobedient and evil.

He was armed with a fast knife, and he was so neat that he stabbed the strategist who had been giving advice to the Queen Mother.

After killing people, Ying Cheng was in the sight of the Queen Mother. took three Qin swords and inserted them all into the headless corpse.

In everyone's puzzled eyes, Ying Chengcheng explained in detail with a provocative face: "Zhao incense burner, everyone can plug it."

Crash~

Qin's sword is unsheathed.

The middle-aged man slapped three dead wood branches horizontally with the blade of a bronze long sword, sending them all flying more than ten meters away.

He picked up a handful of damp earth with his scabbard, and the dirt exploded and scattered, revealing the face of the person buried underneath the eunuch who had come out of the Mongolian palace.

Like this three-incense tomb, the middle-aged man has traveled seven places today.

When he left Yongdi, there were five people who walked with him, and all of them were eaten by the soil except him.

Even he didn't know that the two dark walkers who didn't go with him were also buried outside this Xianyang City.

"Manager Zhao is also dead, and the eyeliner that the Queen Mother put on the side of the eldest son has been removed for Chang'anjun. Empress Dowager Han must have the highest-level secret guards around her to monitor at all times, and the newly sent eunuch surnamed Zhang was killed by Chang'an Jun in just three days. Since arriving in Yongdi, the Queen Mother's control over Xianyang Palace has become weaker and weaker. ”

The middle-aged man held Qin Jian, turned his head to look in the direction of Xianyang City, and said silently for a moment: "Compared with these things, it seems that Chang'an Jun went to the court to participate in politics, educate the eldest son, and influence His Majesty's decision, these three things need to be reported to the Queen Mother."

There was no one around, and there was silence.

Three or two sorrowful words, said to listen to the mountain ghosts.

If the eunuch in the soil can really turn into a mountain ghost, he must have grabbed the middle-aged man's ear and shouted: "Meng Fu stands in line and wins into a cockroach, this matter is the most important thing!"

Mongfu.

Meng Tian entered the Meng Fu house.

"Father, have you slept?"

"Is there another one? Birds, either not people, and a flock of people, who are they? Lying on his side, with his back to the door, Meng Fu said dissatisfiedly.

He has seen the eunuch from Yongdi today, and after a long time, there is an evil fire in his heart.

"It's the right prime minister Wang Xuan, the left prime minister Kui, and the three of them, the imperial historian Feng Quji, who wants to meet the eldest father."

"Huh?" Meng Fu turned around and said in surprise: "What are these birdmen who don't go to the battlefield looking for me?"

Meng Tian gave a general idea of the question and answer between his brother Meng Yi and the three of them on the palace road today, and the dispute between the feudal system of the courtiers and Li Si's county system.

"Tell me what Your Majesty plans to do!" Meng Fu interrupted dissatisfiedly after hearing half of this.

"Your Majesty is still undecided."

"Then let Your Majesty decide."

"Then the big father will wait, I will go and invite the three of us to come."

"What are you calling them for? When did I say I wanted to see them? Meng Fu frowned.

Meng Tian hesitated: "The three of them are leaning towards the court, and they still have to see each other, even if they are one side."

"What did I do when I saw three birdmen who hadn't been on the battlefield? There are no size battles, I have something to say to them, I don't see! ”

"The Meng family cannot be independent of the court." Meng Tian is still trying to persuade Meng Fei.

The old Meng Fu stared at a pair of tiger eyes, looked at his most proud grandson, pointed to the sword hanging on the wall, and said angrily: "The Qin State was fought down by the sword, not by the mouth!" You always put your mind on those birdmen, how can I rest assured that the Meng family will be handed over to you? As I told you, our Mongols are able to survive because of war and faithfulness! Don't go to the company of those birdmen, the Meng family only stands in front of His Majesty. Your Majesty refers to the Meng family, as long as this is done, the Meng family will not fall! ”

Meng Tian disagreed with Meng Fei's idea, he believed that the Meng family could not just go to the military. After so many years of fighting, the world is tired. There won't be so many battles in the future, where will the Meng family go?

But he didn't say much.

Argue with an old man who is nearly ninety years old and has been firm in his beliefs for seventy or eighty years. Even if the truth can be said, it must not make the old man change what he thinks in his mind.

"Yui." Meng Tian was about to retreat in response, bowing his head and pondering what to say to appease the three of them.

"I will go to Xianyang Palace to meet Your Majesty in a while, and ask Your Majesty if you want to divide the feudal system or the county system."

The words that came from behind him almost didn't stumble over Meng Tian, who was strong in martial arts.

Meng Tian turned his head, with an expression of whether he was joking, Father, and said with a wry smile: "So straightforward?"

"Do you have to take a detour to ask questions?"

"Father, did my grandson do something wrong? Why do you want your grandchildren to die? Meng Tian said helplessly: "How can I ask Your Majesty's thoughts?"

"How's that?"

“…… will die. ”

"You birdman, don't play with Your Majesty, win or lose. Don't be afraid of Your Majesty's suspicions, Your Majesty is a better Ming monarch than King Zhaoxiang, and his heart is much broader than you think. If you don't change your mind, you will be the next Wang Jian at most. ”

Wang Jian is the only marquis of Che, or the only one to be granted a fief, and there is nothing wrong with becoming the next Wang Qian.

Meng Tian said in his heart, but he didn't dare to say so, and coaxed Meng Tian to say: "My grandson knows, I'll go in a while."

Meng Fu kicked Meng Tian in the ass on the bed.

"As soon as you pout, the old man knows that you are going to, so you go to the palace to meet Your Majesty. If you don't dare to ask, the old man will ask in person! ”