One Hundred and Seventy-Nine: 1 and 2 with Me (1)

"People are born alive, and there are countless people who are unknown, but there are very few people who will be remembered by future generations. Some people live in obscurity, and only two or three generations of descendants can remember them after death. When these descendants also turn into dust, who can Do you remember their names? But some people, even after dying for hundreds of years or thousands of years, still live in the memory of others, this is the real immortality."

To put it more plainly, if a person does not engage in some major events in his life, it feels like living in vain.

Yes, Jiang Pengji is recruiting people to join her team, preparing for her great cause.

Listening to Jiang Pengji's words, Meng Hun felt a strange and heart-thumping feeling.

He felt a little parched, and it took a long time before he said a little bit shyly, "The meaning of Xiao Langjun's words..."

Jiang Pengji raised her lips and smiled, "Instead of hiding my name and living in the wilderness and busying my life, why not follow me."

Meng Hun was startled suddenly, his tiger eyes were full of shock and embarrassment, and he was faintly eager to try.

"But, but in this way, Mr. Xiao Lang is not afraid that Mrs. Meng will come to him?"

Meng Hun felt that he needed to be quiet, to calm down his restless heart, it was too dangerous.

"Didn't I say that? If you want, I will settle the rest for you? The Meng family is just a grasshopper after autumn, how long can you jump around? History books are blank paper written by the winner at will. If you want, It can also make them infamous for thousands of years."

Jiang Pengji's voice seemed to have the power to seduce people's hearts, bit by bit luring Meng Hun into a trap.

"How much praise you will receive in the future, and how much criticism they will endure, don't you think that blueprint is too moving?"

Indeed...very touching!

Meng Hun breathed heavily and swallowed involuntarily, the scene in front of her eyes seemed to be shrouded by the future she said.

However, even so, Meng Hun's rationality prevailed.

"Why did Mr. Xiaolang...have such...rebellious thoughts?"

Jiang Pengji sneered, and said in a weird voice, "Is it treason?"

Meng Hun slowly regained his sanity, trying to restrain the throbbing in his heart, so as not to be unable to defend the basic defense line.

"Don't Mr. Xiao Lang think that his thoughts are rebellious?"

She shook her head and asked with a smile, "Do you think that I am treasonous to the Dongqing royal family, or to the Cangzhou Meng family? Look at the current court, where has it ever been clear? Look at the people today. Come on, how have they ever had enough food and clothing? Meng Hun, tell me in your own conscience, was it the Dongqing imperial family or the Meng family in Cangzhou that you used to be loyal to?"

Every question was like a brick hitting Meng Hun's heart, making him unable to open his mouth.

"You don't need to answer me, because you have already explained everything since you still called me Xiaolangjun, not a traitor."

Meng Hun suddenly felt powerless, and even dared not face Jiang Pengji's gaze.

What the other party said was right, and he was powerless to refute it.

"Let's not talk about this..." Jiang Pengji snorted softly, listening to the irony, "Looking at the current situation alone, how long do you think this illusion of peace can last? Your old employer, the Meng family, has already made Cangzhou a mess. People's grievances are overwhelming, and military disasters arise?"

She said leisurely,

"Don't talk about internal troubles, just talk about external troubles. Today's Dongqing is also in jeopardy. If this is the case, everyone in the whole world is qualified to fight, why can't I? Back then, the founder of the Great Xia Dynasty once said that he was appointed by the emperor. , if this is the case, why can't his descendants keep this country, so many people turned against Daxia? Is this the so-called emperor's order? I don't believe it!"

Hearing her talking more and more presumptuously, Meng Hun's eyes flashed panic and anxiety, "Lang Jun, be careful, walls have ears..."

Jiang Pengji clicked her tongue, and said, "Don't worry, the only person who can hear these words is me, no matter how good the ears of the partition wall are, they can't hide them from my ears. Otherwise, I'm here to tell you these things to do." What, am I like the kind of careless person?"

Her arrogance is arrogant, but she is not stupid either.

Do you think she is that brainless Meng Ting?

Dare to say that, because she has something to rely on.

Meng Hun was completely moved by the persuasion, but he still

However, there is a doubt.

Although he understood that if he asked, he would be suspected of committing suicide.

"Mr. Lang trusts Meng so much, but has he ever thought that if Meng is not sincere, he would turn around and pass on your words?"

Meng Hun knew that he was trying to kill himself. After all, no matter how he answered this kind of question, it would be wrong, and it would easily arouse the disgust of his superiors.

Jiang Pengji glanced at Meng Hun, and asked back, "Could it be that before you were willing to kill yourself for the sake of your brother, it was just a show?"

"Of course not!"

"So I'm not worried." Jiang Pengji lowered her eyes, and said lightly, "If I see the wrong person, then I'm blind."

Thus, Meng Hun got on Jiang Pengji's boat of thieves just in such a daze.

"If I'm blind, I'll clean up the door." She added with a smile.

Meng Hun: "..."

Wait, why do you feel that Lang Jun's style of painting is a bit wrong?

Before Meng Hun could think deeply, Jiang Pengji didn't know where to turn the topic.

"This is Liu's Mansion Biezhuang. There is a cellar with ice. You temporarily store Meng's body there to prevent maggots from rotting."

Jiang Pengji didn't need to look to know how Meng Ting died. She was bled to death, and she was terribly frightened before she died.

Unlucky child, if there is a reincarnation in this world, you must watch out for reincarnation before reincarnation, so as not to fall into her hands again.

"This...you don't need to burn it, just scatter the ashes anywhere?"

Using an ice cellar to store Meng Bing's body felt like a waste no matter how you looked at it.

"Where can we go?" Jiang Pengji laughed dumbfounded, and said in a sinister tone, "It's hard enough for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person, but wouldn't it be cruel if he knew that his son's ashes were scattered everywhere, or that his corpse was rotten with maggots? gone?"

Meng Hun was speechless, wouldn't it be cruel to preserve the body of someone else's son and then send it over?

He felt that he might have thought too much, this little man not only had a benevolent side, but also a ruthless side.

However, no wonder.

Otherwise, how could a purely benevolent person make such shocking remarks?

"The bloodstains have to be cleaned up. The weather is getting warmer. If you don't clean it up, there will be a peculiar smell, which will easily attract mosquitoes and flies." Jiang Pengji said, "You and those subordinates, let's throw away the old names for the time being, and make it easier for me. Arrange to go to the farm to avoid the limelight."

"The farm?" Meng Hun smiled and asked, "The farm from before?"

"Well, it's there, but you won't stay there for long." Jiang Pengji crossed her arms, she didn't look like everyone's noble son, she was very casual, and she said in a flat and authentic tone, "Those bandits near Hejian County, I have already Seeing that they are not pleasing to the eye, try to gather a group before the chaos occurs. Those people are of varying levels, some are evil in themselves and cannot be kept, and some are forced by life and have to do it. They want to surrender, but they can try to absorb..." (To be continued.)