In the first year of Xinghe in Darui, Xi'an.

There are many books in a dark room, and an oil lamp on the table emits a slight light.

Meng Jiu was holding his pen and writing documents. He was not very good at his eyes, his head was buried very low, and he looked a little lonely.

The door was pushed open, and there was wind and snow outside. Meng Jiu raised his head and squinted his eyes, as if he was not very comfortable with the light outside the house.

Tang Qianqian walked into the room, moved a chair casually, and sat down opposite his desk.

"You are back." A light smile appeared on Meng Jiu's face.

He had a pale face and looked even older when he smiled.

Tang Qianqian said: "The adoptive father should not imprison you."

Meng Jiu raised his hand and waved it gently, saying, "I'm still worried that you will have a quarrel. If you don't make a quarrel, it means you're still making some progress."

"I really don't like the grass-roots team when they take down a small territory."

Meng Jiu said: "You have been in Beijing for so long. You should understand that things cannot be just looking at the surface. It was me who asked Your Majesty to imprison me, and it was me who asked Your Majesty to ascend the throne first."

"I know." Tang Qianqian said: "But the adoptive father shouldn't have accepted it naturally."

"There are no choices. I have no choice, and your adoptive father has no choice." Meng Jiu said slowly: "A few days ago, the plague was a big deal. I killed many people. This matter must be explained. If King Wu cannot move, he can only deal with me. Otherwise, the 'righteousness' of the rebel army will be lost."

Tang Qianqian thought for a while and whispered: "Unfair."

Meng Jiu smiled and said, "Master? People who died because of my order also feel unfair, so what? This is the case in the world. They never care about fairness or not, but only regard strength and weakness. Being imprisoned for a period of time has no big impact on me, but it is just right to avoid it."

"You don't kill the Emperor of Chu. Liu Xun wanted to use this to attack me, but I asked His Majesty for punishment. On the surface, I was imprisoned and my prestige was greatly reduced. But, how could I be blessed if I lost my horse?"

Tang Qianqian said: "But Liu Xun still robbed him of the position of Grand Secretary. He may not be able to take it first if he takes it first."

"Nothing is important." Meng Jiu said: "You can't avoid being more important than that. Chen Yuanyuan doesn't plan to come back?"

Tang Qianqian pursed her lips and refused to answer.

"She can see that she can't become a great man when she gets a kid."

"I ordered her not to do anything."

Meng Jiu sneered and said, "You still won't lie."

"Don't you just want to keep that emperor? You want to see him throw away his country and let him feel the pain of the king of the country, and let him know that he shouldn't have competed for the throne with the King of Wu back then, right?"

Meng Jiu raised a bitter smile and picked up the pen again.

Tang Qianqian said again: "You have known Yuanyuan's character for a long time. If you really want her to kill the emperor, you can send a message to object when I let her enter the palace."

"Don't say it thoroughly, it's boring to say it thoroughly." Meng Jiu buried his head and continued to write, "For example, I locked up a very important doctor, but in the end I was released by Li Bobo... It's just that they both said tacitly."

"Mr. Li has always been soft-hearted."

"Even if you are soft-hearted, you won't be able to do anything."

Tang Qianqian asked again: "I heard that the eldest brother Xu Xian married Liu Xun's daughter? These two are now considered alliances? If his righteous brother really likes Tang Feng, he shouldn't have added the third brother to the General of the East. He will use this trick before his great cause will be settled, and there will be endless disasters..."

"Don't worry about this matter." Meng Jiu responded coldly.

"I don't want to care about too much, can I ignore it?"

Meng Jiu raised his head again, his expression was a little displeased, and said, "I asked you to go to Beijing to learn these methods. I didn't ask you to come back and point fingers at Your Majesty, and he wouldn't use these methods."

He said, and took out a stack of secret letters from the trunk and threw them on the desk.

"Look at it for yourself."

Tang Qianqian swept over one by one, but saw that the above were all done by the generals who had been familiar with since childhood...

Even though she knew that things like humans were the most changeable, she still felt a little unbelievable.

Meng Jiu said: "I said that Your Majesty has no choice. When the people's hearts are dispersed, he can only ascend the throne and become emperor to suppress these people, and more knowledgeable people come to join us. Similarly, after enthroning Tang Feng, he would have to grant Tang Jie a real power general."

"The adoptive father did this to force them to fight if they didn't want to fight." Tang Qianqian shook her head and said, "It is most important to be undecided when establishing a crown prince."

"Don't fight?" Meng Jiu chuckled: "A month ago, Tang Jie was assassinated and was hit by three times in the vital areas. If he hadn't had a good foundation, he wouldn't be able to withstand it at that time."

Tang Qianqian thought for a while and said, "It was not what the boss did, he is not such a person."

"It was definitely not what he did." Meng Jiu said: "But what others think? What do the brothers think? The relationship that can fight side by side for more than ten years is rare, but it is too easy to destroy it."

Tang Qianqian asked, "Is it Liu Xun who succeeded?"

"The person surnamed Liu has already made great contributions. To him, too much is not enough. This matter is more like the ones who have not received great contributions. Most of the people here used to be bandits, and they could kill people for a sip of wine and meat. What evil things have never been done? Now what we are fighting for is the wealth of generations of descendants, and who has no thoughts?"

"Your Majesty's enfeoffment of two sons is not the best way, but he has to do it. Otherwise, according to those who rob the mountain, the world will be decided, and one son will have to die first."

Tang Qianqian shook her head: "If this continues, one of them will die sooner or later."

"At least people on both sides still have hope, so that they won't jump over the wall in a hurry."

Meng Jiu shook his head with some contempt and said, "To be honest, they are just a group of traitors who commit crimes. Have you ever really done things with mud legs since ancient times? Chen Sheng, Zhang Jiao, Wang Bo, Fang La... After all, I can only count as half a small one in Han Emperor Gaozu, and half a large one in Chu Emperor Taizu. After our rebel army captured Xi'an City, it seemed that the general situation was settled, but the people's hearts had dispersed secretly. Your Majesty has great ambitions, but how many people know his difficulties?"

This sounds like he is defying Tang Zhongyuan, but in fact he wants to remind Tang Qianqian.

Unexpectedly, Tang Qianqian just nodded and said, "The limitations of the peasant class."

Meng Jiu was slightly surprised and asked, "What do you mean?"

Tang Qianqian stroked her hair and whispered: "I just heard someone mention it, and I didn't understand the specific one."

"Is that so? How did you mention it?"

"He said... in a narrow, closed farming environment, farmers are scattered and individual farming, which has caused them to be short-sighted and content with the status quo. There is no 'programme' that is indeed feasible, and there is no long-term strong leadership core..."

Meng Jiu was slightly shocked and thought for a long time.

"But any class has limitations. The man said that our rebel army is still... active. It just needs a more advanced class to lead..."

Meng Jiu asked, "What is a more advanced class?"

"It's said that it's not mature yet." Tang Qianqian frowned, and seemed a little confused.

Meng Jiu snorted coldly: "It seems that he didn't say it."

He held the pen, but his movements stopped again, and pondered: "I used thunder to control the plague in Shaanxi. I didn't expect that the capital was not much slower... Is that person not simple?"

Tang Qianqian was stunned.

She didn't expect that she would hide the news about this, but Meng Jiu still knew it.

The master and apprentice were silent for a while.

Finally, Meng Jiuruo glanced at Tang Qianqian meaningfully, shook his head and said, "It's useless to hide it from me. I will always fight him one day..."—

When the rebels were struggling in danger and wealth, the so-called "more advanced class" seemed inconspicuous in this world.

In fact, at this time, everyone in the world doesn’t care what class they are or not.

The world is vast, and everyone is just making their own lives.

The waves surging, He Wan slashed the sail rope in the heavy rain and shouted to the merchants: "He ran for several years and achieved nothing. Now that the family has collapsed, Mr. Lu has passed away... But, He has found a way out. Tomorrow I will recommend Marquis Huaiyuan to everyone, and I will take his own achievements from now on. In the future, we must make all countries dare not be humiliated. We must make this wave of sea the world of Chu merchants, and travel around the ocean, and run rampant..."
Chapter completed!