"Qian Yin, can you do it?"
"My lord, don't underestimate the poor Taoist. The only way for a poor Taoist to travel around is to find every opportunity to find a way. If you can't do it, you have to do it."
"My lord, please bear with me for a moment, Yin will be fine soon, you'll be fine!"
Mengchang covered his head and slapped Qian Yin on the head: "Speak carefully and work faster."
Qian Yin smiled sarcastically, and immediately used magic to draw out the essence and blood from the master's body, and introduced it into the red dye vat.
This mountain cultivator does not seem to be as bad as he appears. At least judging from his method of blending divinity and dyes, he has learned a lot and is proficient in many things.
I saw two pottery water jars placed in the military camp. One was as bright red as blood, with traces of fire coming from it, and the other was mixed with snake and tortoise shells but was as blue as water.
Qian Yin's magic power spurted out, he held up two water jars, and shouted loudly: "I am a poor Taoist, please borrow the true fire of Samadhi from my master."
Mengchang's eyes, mouth, nose, three orifices and three fires came out at the same time, roasting the two dye vats in conjunction with Qian Yin.
"God burns with samadhi, Tao reverses the universe, pushes four directions and two rituals, and uses the power of water and fire to refine and transform spirits."
"Vulcan, Xuanwu battle pattern, success!!"
Seeing that the divine dye was finished, Meng Chang excitedly stepped forward and stroked the rough pottery vat, then took out two dog-skin scrolls from his arms and called Ji Youyu.
"The divine dye is ready, I leave it to you to apply the dye."
Ji Youyu patted her chest that had not yet heaved, raised her little head proudly, imitated her father and made an OK gesture, and then opened the tents in the military camp. Sitting inside was Meng Chang. Plan to bring eight hundred warriors to Chaoge.
The leader of the left camp was Wu Gan, his deputy Xue Ehu, and his assistant generals Wu Wenhua and Dai Li. There are four hundred people under his command, engraved with the Vulcan battle pattern.
The commander of the right camp is Zhong Ji, his deputy is Hu Lei, and his assistants are Gu Feng and Wang Heng. There are four hundred men under his command, engraved with Xuanwu battle patterns.
The military advisor was in charge of Ji Dan.
There were not many people accompanying him, and the others stayed behind in Meng. In the Ming Dynasty, there is a need for enough soldiers to protect the city. People cannot use their most precious things to test the morality and IQ of others. This is not what a wise man can do. Ridiculous things, always believe that there are always some people in this world who make mistakes from time to time.
The future of entering Chaoge this time is uncertain. If the original plot is to be followed, once one encounters Di Xin's minefield, a pot of grass and a cannon are indispensable. It is also an extremely safe trip. Chaoge City is protected by the power of black birds. No one but a saint can break the power of protecting the country.
With eight hundred battle-patterned armored men and two giants who had gained weight, Meng Chang had no intention of leaving in a low-key manner. He wanted to show off his strength first, which could not only recruit more talents, but also It can intimidate some short-sighted young nobles and prevent the entanglement of ignorant nobles like Mei Luan in the Yanshan Military Camp in the past.
"Report! Report to the Lord, a letter has been sent from Chongcheng ahead. Chonghou invites you to enter the city to speak."
"Hey, tell the Grand Master for me. The army will go first. Meng Chang will be delayed for a while, and he will arrive later."
"promise!"
After releasing Jade Qilin, who had just recovered from his serious injury, and saying hello to Ji Dan, Meng Chang left for Chongcheng.
Familiar city, familiar soldiers, familiar Marquis Mansion, but when he came here again today, Meng Chang felt a little desolate. In the past, he looked at the Gaomen Courtyard with admiration and awe in his heart, but now when he stepped in again, he straightened his back. , under the nods and bows of the servants, he walked directly to Chonghou Hu's study.
Looking at the empty study room, the strong and powerful Marquis now has two gray hairs, the fierce flesh on his face has begun to droop, his tiger eyes have become cloudy, and his refined movements are particularly slow and slow.
This is the place where Chonghou once whipped him, and it is also the place where Chonghou decided to take him on an expedition to change his destiny.
"Chonghou, you..."
"It's okay. I caught a cold a few years ago and got seriously ill. I still can't die."
Mengchang always had the feeling that Chonghou was tired and old. He was not sick, but his heart was dead. Perhaps if he had agreed to Chonghou's invitation years ago, the Tiger of the North would not have aged so quickly.
But he is not Chongchang, nor Ji Mengchang, nor Jiang Mengchang, he is Mengchang, and this has never changed.
"Child, come here, let me take a closer look at you."
Facing Chonghou's kind eyes, Meng Chang stepped forward. The old man looked at it carefully for a moment and showed a happy smile. Then he stood up, threw a wooden knife over, took off the shield from the wall, and said boldly: "Come on, attack." Come here and let me see your progress."
The wooden sword in his hand seemed to weigh more than a thousand kilograms. Chonghou was old, but he was still young. Now he was no longer the young man who was knocked off the wall by the shield.
"What? Look down on me? Do you think I'm old?"
Chonghou Tiger pressed forward step by step, his shield like an iron wall, constantly hitting Meng Chang's body, powerful but weak.
When Chonghou Hu was panting from exhaustion, Mengchang knelt on the ground with one knee, his heart filled with distress and worry for the old man.
He has never blamed Chonghou. The only time he got angry was under Yanshan Mountain, when Chonghou Hu dressed up his servants to die. This was the first time he felt that Chonghou Hu was also a cruel and ruthless person in nature.
However, even if Chonghou Hu has all his faults, he deserves to have a clear conscience and a mountain of kindness in his treatment of Meng Chang. If there is no Chonghou, when the heavy snow attacks the eleven cities in the outer North Sea, he should be punished according to military law for his crimes. Countless people It was Chonghou Hu who blocked the storm for him because of his willfulness. He would rather sacrifice the reputation and lives of Mei Wu and Mei Luan than cover up the truth about his use of the slave army.
"Marquis Chong, Northern Xinjiang has not yet stabilized, please..."
"That's enough. Everyone is saying this to me. The king said, the ministers said, and the people said, I have heard a lot, and I don't want to hear it anymore. Please don't come into my ears again and be as annoying as a fly. Upset.”
"Yes, Chong..."
Mengchang found that he was really selfish, as if he had been asking for help from Chonghou Hu. Strictly speaking, except for killing Yuan Shouren and Yuan Shouyi, he seemed to have never given anything to this old man who was also his teacher and father. North Sea? Half of his income in Beihai belonged to Chonghou Hu.
"Okay, if you can't say anything sensational, just keep it in your stomach. After Ying Luan's death, in the whole of Northern Xinjiang, you are the one I admire most. Don't lose your dignity in front of me and let me do nothing. disappointment."
"I'm asking you, why do you want to go to Chaoge?"
Chong Houhu sat on the ground with difficulty, with what he said was the vulgar and obscene trousers beneath his crotch.
Meng Chang couldn't help but cover his mouth with laughter. This stubborn old man had a tough mouth, so wouldn't he still be wearing it?
"Mengchang went here to realize his ideal."
"It's a joke. There are only man-eating beasts in Chaoge City, a group of hungry wolves in sheep's clothing. You are still young. Stay in Mengdi and run your city-state. This time I will play again and ask you to open the country and become a state. Earl outside Beihai, don’t be anxious. When you go back and tell Wen Zhong, you will tell me that I am terminally ill and force you to serve by my side, do you understand?"
Mengchang shook his head, but this kind of care made his heart feel warm, just like his father's care when he was a child. A pair of rough hands placed on Chonghou Hu's shoulders and pressed them gently, and said with a smile on his face: " I know that by building high walls and hoarding grain, in the future we can fight against the Rong people together and take revenge against the Western Zhou Dynasty."
"It's just that I still have a dream in my heart, a very lofty and grand dream. Meng Chang wants to give it a try. Lord Marquis, you are waiting for me in Northern Xinjiang, and you can just quietly look at me, a skinny monkey, and enjoy singing in Chaoge." A grand show for you.”
As he was talking, Mengchang suddenly felt some moisture on the back of his hand, so he looked down in confusion, and saw that Chonghou Tiger's eyes were already wet, and large teardrops were slowly sliding down.
"At that time, Ying Luan was fourteen years old, and my father was about to go on an expedition to the Western Zhou Dynasty. He insisted on going on the expedition with me, and I beat him. He said exactly the same thing as you, hahaha."
"You are all children with ideals. When I am old, I cannot listen to words such as ideals and ambitions, because I once had the things you agree with."
"Good boy, this is a world of cannibalism. Listen to my father and don't go. Just stay in Mengdi. You can do whatever you want. My father can protect you for a few more years."
At the end of the sentence, Chonghou Hu couldn't help but choked up. He kept patting the back of Mengchang's hand and persuading him earnestly. His eyes were filled with Chong Yingluan's figure for a while, and Mengchang's figure for a while. For these two Child, he can't tell the difference anymore, and maybe he doesn't want to distinguish it anymore.
Yuan Futong did not fail, because he really broke the backbone of Northern Xinjiang, not only the backbone of the young man, but also the backbone of Chonghou Hu.
"Ah... Chonghou, are you willing to listen to Meng Chang's dream? Just once, just once. Meng Chang has never even mentioned it to his father, and has buried it deep in his heart for more than ten years."
Chonghou Hu sighed, knowing that his persuasion was ineffective. The child was determined to fly, and the elders could not persuade him to come back. The two children were equally stubborn and could not be persuaded to come back, even if the road ahead was dead and full of thorns. And despair, young people, if their sharp edges are not revealed and their corners are not clear, they are not young people.
The sun, if it doesn't shine brightly in the morning, there won't be much time left in the evening.
"I have a dream. In the dream, everyone has enough to eat, and the people's faces are smiling and full of hope. In the dream, there are also corrupt officials, and there are all kinds of injustice and selfishness. That is the ugliness of human nature, but it is humble. The weak will no longer be discriminated against, the weak will be bullied, injustice will be judged, the injustice will be vindicated, and the world in the dream will be bright."
"Slaves will not be executed at will. Everyone's life should be respected, and their personality should be respected. The old should be supported, the young should be supported, and the people can live and work in peace and contentment. All Chinese people have only one voice. Everyone will be prosperous, and everyone will suffer. , no more bullying by barbarians, no more plundering by war.”
"My dream is that all the people in the world can have their wishes come true, and that all their hopes can be fulfilled. I hope that all the princes in the world will be united. I hope that the names of the sages will still be remembered in the hearts of the people in the future. That is a world called Datong, where everyone works for male."
There was light in the young man's eyes, like a thousand-foot-high golden light, which made the old man close his eyes tightly and tears fell again.
"Hahaha, if you say you are doing it for the sake of being a high-ranking official and having the power to dominate the world, I, the Chonghou Hugao, will look at you, but your dream is so childish. It is an empty dream and it is impossible to realize it."
"Do you know what you are saying? You are preparing to die meaninglessly, die!! Do you know? This is false and impossible!!"
"You and I have to tell the truth, tell the truth!! You are here to become a prince and a general, even if you are here to usurp the Great Shang and become the new king, I am willing to support you and believe you, but you should not hold this A bunch of empty lies deceived me, do you understand?"
Mengchang looked at the furious Chonghou Hu in shock. He was a little flustered for a moment and didn't understand why he was suddenly angry.
"I'm not lying to you. This is really my dream. I know it's impossible to realize, but someone has to do it, right? If I can't do it, leave it to Jiang Ziya, Wu Cheng, and Zhong Xi. They are all Those who can do great things will continue to implement them. If they can't, they will leave it to the next generation. If the next generation can't do it, it will come true for generations to come. As long as someone continues along this path, it will definitely be achieved."
"That's enough!!" Chonghou Hu slapped Meng Chang on the side of the face, and the crisp sound instantly blinded the young man.
"Get out, get out of here, you're wasting my life's efforts, wasting my training on you, you are no longer a child, how can you still be so innocent and romantic, get out!!!"
"Don't let me see you again, go away to your Chaoge and go back to your dreams. Shuzi!!"
Mengchang looked at Chonghou Hu in despair, feeling a little confused. However, after just a moment, he stared at Chonghou Hu firmly and spoke deeply and calmly, word by word.
"Please wait and see, Chonghou, I will prove it to you."
The world in front of him seemed to be intertwined with time and space. A cold-blooded general wearing a Luan Yu pocket on his head, with his back to Chonghou Hu, raised his head slightly and said proudly: "Please wait and see, Father, I will prove it to you."
When Chonghou Hu came to his senses, he saw that the young man had left in front of him. Apart from the guards, there was only the sound of rustling leaves in the empty Houfu.
"Alas, they are all short-lived ghosts who cannot be persuaded."
"Do you think he can succeed?"
The sound of wind, grass, and rustling seemed to be responding to him.
"Since you like him, then take more care of him."
"The tiger is useless. I'm afraid I won't be able to keep this family fortune. If one day, the Chong clan is ruined, you can go find him. With him, there will be no less worship and belief in the sect god. Go, I He is already a useless person, protect him and teach him, his dream is really too beautiful and he needs you to correct him and teach him."
"Haha, that's right, that's right."
"After all, you are the Qi of Zhu Xia."
Chonghou Hu is the most notorious character in the original work, and he is also the most notorious one in the history books. Maybe I can’t give it a real hammering, but I consulted a lot of literature and the Shang Dynasty Zhongdingwen about this character. Chonghou Tiger is not the same character. People, but a collective name for several generations of leaders of the Chong clan. His greatest achievement was that he fought with the Quanrong barbarians on the border for hundreds of years until he was destroyed by the Western Zhou Dynasty. He was definitely not the villain who snitched to King Zhou in the original work. Even if he was a snitch, he was not wrong. After all, Ji Chang went to war against the Shang Dynasty when he returned home. Did he wrong the Western Zhou Dynasty?
In addition, it is predicted that I will see you tomorrow with my father-in-law, Chao Ge.
(End of chapter)
