Chapter 125 Wang Meng holds a banquet to marry Jinlan
Murong Ling curled up his lips: "What about my mother and brothers?"
Murong Chui's eyes flashed coldly: "How can a man who has achieved great things take care of his family? Women and concubines can be abandoned. When the time comes, you can escape alone and don't worry about anything else. Whether they live or die, that is their life!"
Murong Ling sighed, a look of intolerance flashed in his eyes, and when he was about to speak, he directly saw a flash of anger in Murong Chui's eyes, and his thunderous roar rang in his ears: "Murong Ling, you have forgotten
Do the enemies of the country and the family hate the destruction of Dayan?"
Murong Ling's expression immediately became unusually solemn, and he said seriously: "Murong Ling doesn't dare to forget!"
Murong Chui's voice was as cold as the frost and snow in winter: "Only Dayan and the ancestors can't be abandoned. Others, including Ah Da, can be abandoned, let alone women and younger brothers! Murong Ling, you are carrying the responsibility of rejuvenation.
Dayan’s hope is that even if there is only one woman left, Dayan must hold on until the end! Do you understand?!”
Murong Ling's eyes sparkled with tears: "My child, remember this!"
The expression in Murong Chui's eyes softened slightly: "Go ahead, the conversation between you and my son today must not be heard by others, it is related to the life and death of our entire clan!"
Murong Ling nodded and saluted. Murong Chui sat on the bed like a sculpture. After a long time, he sighed: "Little sister, do you think your child can really support our Murong family?"
Ji Liwan's voice sounded from one side along with the sound of the rotating wall between the dark layers: "Although this child is young, he is brave and has seen many people. He is really a rare talent in our Murong family. He will definitely not
I will disappoint you, brother!"
The corner of Murong Chui's mouth twitched: "Actually, in terms of talent, he is not the best among all my sons. It's a pity..."
Ji Liwan's expression changed: "You mean Lin'er?"
Murong Chui closed his eyes and twitched the corner of his mouth inadvertently: "If it weren't for his cruel mother who slandered and killed A Duan, how could I hate him so much? But maybe it's because of my hatred that I have created
This child has a heart of stone and a personality like a cunning fox. He is not a good person and is full of intrigues. But perhaps only such a person can revive my Murong family!"
Ji Liwan curled up his lips: "But he is the son of the Kezu Hun family after all. It can be said that our Murong family will be destroyed in the hands of these two sisters. It can really be..."
Murong Chui stretched out his hand and made a still gesture in the air: "Okay, little sister, this is my temporary emotion. Even if he is not the son of the Kezu Hun family and is only a concubine, it is impossible for him to be convinced.
Everyone, your son has a kind personality and loves his brothers. From the fact that he just escaped and could not bear to leave his stepmother and half-brother behind, we know that he is a good person. But a good person cannot survive in troubled times. This is what I am most worried about.
place.”
"Lin'er is a complete bad guy, another extreme. He can definitely leave everyone behind to do his own thing. Maybe one day, I will need him. Forget it, let's not talk about them, little one.
Sister, do you know why I came to find you?"
Ji Liwan lowered his head: "The last time the eldest brother came to see me, he actually wanted the younger sister to enter the palace to serve the thieves, right? It was the younger sister's love for the children last time that caused the elder sister-in-law to be humiliated. This matter is our Murong family's fault.
You shouldn’t involve others in this matter. Please ask the elder brother to let the younger sister enter the palace this time. The younger sister will have no complaints!"
Murong Chui shook his head and sighed: "No need. Although Fu Jian is lustful, he is not dizzy. Your character is strong and you are not suitable for serving the enemy for too long. What I want you to do now is another thing.
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A trace of confusion flashed in Ji Liwan's eyes: "Do you want me to secretly protect your daughter and escape to Dragon City?"
Murong Chui smiled and said: "This is just a last resort arrangement. I think I won't be forced by the king to surrender to the Jin Kingdom. Besides, if your child really wants to flee, you can't do anything to help him. I want you
What you do is another thing!”
Half an hour later, Murong Chui breathed a long sigh of relief and walked out of the secret room. Everything outside was calm as before. He curled his lips and whispered, "Is there anyone coming to the house?"
From the mud among the flowers came a voice that seemed to come from the underworld: "Lord, everything is normal, no one is here."
Murong Chui nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, you must not relax while I am away. This secret room is left to Ling'er to use, and everything is subject to his orders!"
From a dozen directions came low voices of promise: "Yes, lord!"
Suddenly there was a sound of dense footsteps outside the hospital. Murong Chui's expression changed and he shouted in a deep voice: "Who is it?"
Steward Murong Fa's voice sounded respectfully outside the courtyard: "My lord, Wang Lugong sent an invitation and said that he will personally host a banquet for you when the army sets off in three days!"
Murong Chui had no expression on his face and replied coldly: "Reply to Wang Lugong, I will definitely be waiting for you when you arrive!"
Three days later, Chang'an, Bashang, military camp.
In the company camp of more than twenty miles, the soldiers were busy removing the fences and loading the baggage and tents onto the baggage trucks. It seemed that the army would be setting off soon, and Xianbei voices kept coming and going,
The patrol teams going to and from each battalion kept asking for incisions and secret orders. Everything was in order. Outside the main camp of the Central Military Department, a large flag with the word "Murong" fluttering in the wind.
The lights in the tent were brightly lit, and the aroma of roasted mutton and moxibustion beef heart filled the air, mixed with the smell of Liulin wine and kumiss. On both sides of the tent, civil servants in court clothes and generals in armor were lined up on both sides.
There was a banquet in front of them, and those sitting at the top of the table were Wang Meng and Murong Chui.
Wang Meng's face was full of smiles, he raised a glass of wine, smiled at Murong who was opposite him and said: "General Murong, when you were in the Yan Kingdom, you were known as the God of War. You have been in our Daqin for many years, but you have never led an army south to fight against the enemy.
The Jin people are fighting. This time the Jin army invades the north. We must attack them head-on, but it must be you!"
Murong Chui laughed and said: "The Wu soldiers are just a ragtag group. Back then, I fought against Huan Wen, who was known as the best man in the south, and beat him so hard that he could hardly return to Jiangdong alive. The generals of Huan Chong were far inferior to brother Nai, and the Qin Dynasty today
The strength is far superior to that of the Yan State back then. The outcome of this war is self-evident. Don’t worry about it! Let’s see how I can use the power of the King of Heaven to eliminate these ugly people in the south with one blow, so that they will never be seen again.
Dare to look north!"
Wang Meng smiled slightly: "General Murong is so heroic. Today, I saw that your Xianbei soldiers have a neat military appearance, high morale, and well-organized camp arrangements. Even though they are famous generals in ancient times, they are nothing more than this. It's just..."
Murong Chui's expression changed slightly, and he turned to smile and said, "What else does Mr. Lu have to worry about?"
Wang Meng put down his wine glass and said calmly: "It's just that disharmony between civil and military generals has always been a taboo in the country. In the past, I was provoked by traitors and had many misunderstandings about the general. This time the general led the troops to the expedition, and I didn't want the general to do so."
I am distracted, and I miss the great military affairs of the Qin Dynasty! The king is fierce and talented, and I would like to take this opportunity to imitate the harmony between the generals and prime ministers of the ancient Zhao Kingdom.
