Duan Xiurong sighed softly and raised her head from Murong Chui's arms. She lowered her body to untie Murong Chui's belt: "Husband, after we say goodbye tonight, I don't know if I will see you again in this life, so I will let you serve me." For the last time, please..."
Murong Chui suddenly roared like a furious lion. He threw Duan Xiurong to the ground and tore off her fine mink clothes. Her snow-white skin, following his violent movements, suddenly The child appeared, and her breathing was mixed with vague moans: "Husband, love me, love me!"
Murong Chui's roar echoed in the secret room: "You are mine, you will always be mine! No one can take you away, not even Fu Jian, not even God!"
The two figures quickly became entangled together. With the swaying of the candles on the wall, the night outside was slightly cool and the spring scenery was boundless indoors. The moon in the sky was watching the Chang'an City in the darkness, all the conspiracy, love, and love. Qiu gradually disappeared into the thick night fog and diffuse smoke.
The next day, noon, Chang'an, Gongcheng.
In the lobby of the government office in Shangshu Province, Wang Meng was wearing a purple official robe with a relaxed expression. He looked at the young man opposite him, who was thirty-four or five years old, tall and bearded, and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang Ping, this person who records the affairs of Shangshu You have to hang up your post for a while. Jin Huan Chong is planning to raise troops to invade Nanyang, and he has ambitions to enter Luoyang. This time, he must give them a good lesson and let them know that Da Qin is not something they can take advantage of. "
This young man's name is Fu Rong, the younger brother of Fu Jian. He has been smart and studious since he was a child, and he is a talented person in the Fu Qin clan. In the affairs of the state of Qin today, it can be said that he is the third most powerful figure after Fu Jian and Wang Meng. He also once worshiped Wang Meng as his teacher and studied Confucianism, Han code, etc. He was a rare and talented person among the Hu people.
Fu Rong laughed: "Teacher, please don't make fun of me. There are only you and me here. Disciples should still practice discipleship."
Wang Meng smiled and waved his hand: "This is a public house. You and I are wearing official robes, so it's better to be official. Jin State thinks that we can take advantage of the civil strife in Da Qin. This requires you, a famous general in Da Qin, to make them sober."
Fu Rong looked at Wang Meng, and the smile on his face gradually dissipated: "Gong Lu (Wang Meng once served as the Prime Minister of Lu Shangshu Shi for a long time, so everyone respectfully calls him Lu Gong), you have always advocated taking measures against the Han regime in Jin. To peacefully coexist, why do you want to take the initiative to send troops this time? Besides, aren't you the one who always hates Murong Chui the most and wants the King of Heaven to rule the universe?"
Wang Meng sighed: "Mr. Yang Ping, there are no outsiders here, and I will tell you something from my heart. Do you really think the civil strife in Da Qin is over?"
The corner of Fu Rong's mouth curled up: "I'm not so optimistic. Although the internal strife in the Di clan has calmed down, the Xianbei and Qiang thieves are still there. The Jin country is not so easy to fight. If the army goes out, these conquered thieves in the country will They will definitely take the opportunity to cause chaos. So I firmly oppose going to war with Jin!"
"Although Huan Chong attacked with a hundred thousand troops this time, he originally wanted to take advantage of the civil strife in our country. Now that the rebellion has subsided, his attack cannot be large-scale. It will be the harvest season soon. He will definitely I will withdraw the troops and go back to collect food. I think there is no need to send out a large army, and only the local troops in Luoyang will be used."
Wang Meng nodded with satisfaction: "Mr. Yang Ping is indeed sober-minded and has superhuman insights. It's just that this time I want you to send troops to get rid of the traitors."
Fu Rong's expression was stern, and he looked at a few copywriters who were busy writing. He said in a deep voice: "I have important matters to discuss with Mr. Lu. You don't need to record them. Please step aside."
The few clerks bowed and left, leaving only two people kneeling opposite each other in the huge court hall. Fu Rong asked curiously: "How can we get rid of the Xianbei and Qiang thieves when we set out to conquer Jin?"
Wang Meng smiled and said: "I have already thought about it. After all, Da Qin is a country of the Di people. The core strength is the military force of the Di people and the army of the Han people. The Xianbei, Qiang, Xiongnu, Jie and other thieves must be eliminated. , Only in this way can there be long-term peace and stability. The King of Heaven is kind and cannot bear to kill these thieves, so he has no choice but to kill them with a borrowed knife!"
Fu Rong understood somewhat, nodded and said with a smile: "Is Mr. Lu planning to let Murong Chui and Yao Chang lead their own troops to march south, so that they can fight against the Jin army?"
Wang Meng stroked his beard and smiled: "That's right. If they defect to the Eastern Jin Dynasty, then we have just reason to kill all their clansmen left in the Qin Dynasty. In addition, we also need you to lead a large army to monitor behind to prevent them from interacting with the Jin army. collude to lead the Jin army to attack our Luoyang."
Fu Rong breathed a long sigh of relief: "I understand, Lu Gong's move is really good, I know what to do. But the king of heaven, can you agree?"
Wang Meng smiled slightly: "What's so difficult about this? Since it was Murong Chui who took the initiative and asked your Majesty to destroy the Jin Kingdom and unify the country, then naturally he should be allowed to go first. Jingzhou is an important town in the Jin Kingdom, and it has been run by the Huan family for decades. This is the foundation of our country. You will never give up. There will definitely be a fight for it. When the time comes, you just have to stand still and watch them fight. If Murong Chui gets the upper hand, you will secretly withhold the army rations. You are familiar with the art of war. If you want to Let them finish, you don’t need me to teach you anymore.”
Fu Rong smiled "hehe": "Teacher, please rest assured, my disciple understands."
A gust of fragrant wind drifted by, and outside the Shangshu Province, a large group of ladies dressed in silk and satin and wearing floor-length veils passed by. They moved lightly with their lotus steps, followed by one or two maids, either carrying lamps or holding lanterns. Fans, they passed by in groups, the fragrance was overflowing, the guards who were so drunk that they didn't even turn their eyes and stared at these beauties as they walked.
Wang Meng frowned: "What's going on? Why are so many women entering the palace?"
Fu Rong smiled slightly: "Oh, that's right. Yesterday, the King of Heaven had a decree, asking all the officials of the third rank and above in the capital to order their wives to enter the palace, observe Murong Chong's initiation ceremony, and pray for the recently ill concubine, Mrs. Zhang. These The woman must be the wife of each official."
Wang Meng sighed softly: "I have a bad feeling, the King of Heaven..."
Halfway through his words, his eyes suddenly lit up, because among the walking women, he saw a woman wearing a leather robe and an animal skirt, carrying a big bow, with pigtails, and picturesque features. Riding a snow-white armored horse, he was walking slowly in the palace.
Wang Meng's expression suddenly became serious: "Isn't this horse the Zhaoye lion colt that your Majesty gave to Murong Chui when he came to pitch last time? Who is this woman?" chapter;
