"There are countless people who are still alive, but there are very few people who will be remembered by future generations for a lifetime. Some people live in obscurity, and only two or three generations of descendants can remember them after death. When these descendants are also turned into dust, who can Remember their names? But some people, even if they die for hundreds or thousands of years, still live in the memory of others, this is the real immortality."
To put it in layman's terms, if a person does not do anything in his life, it feels like a life in vain.
Yes, Jiang Pengji is recruiting people, preparing for her great career.
When Meng Hun listened to Jiang Pengji's words, he felt a strange and heart-pounding feeling.
He felt a little dry mouth, and after a long time he said a little awkwardly, "What does Xiao Langjun mean..."
Jiang Pengji raised her lips and smiled, "It's better to follow me instead of being incognito, living in seclusion in the wilderness, and living your life."
Meng Hun was suddenly startled, the tiger's eyes were full of shock and embarrassment, and he was still eager to try.
"But, but in this way, Xiao Langjun is not afraid that the Meng family will come to the door?"
Meng Hun felt that he needed to be quiet and calm down his restless and restless heart. It was too dangerous.
"Didn't I say it? If you are willing, I will settle the rest for you? Merely Meng Shi, it's just a grasshopper in the autumn, how long can you hop around? History books are white papers written by the victors at will. If you are willing, It can also make them stink forever.”
Jiang Pengji's voice seemed to have demagogic power, luring Meng Hun into the trap little by little.
"How much praise can you receive in the future, how much criticism they will bear, don't you think that blueprint is too moving?"
Indeed... very moving!
Meng Hun's breath was slightly heavy, and she swallowed involuntarily. The scene in front of her eyes seemed to be shrouded in the future she was talking about.
However, even so, Meng Hun's reason still prevailed.
"Why does Xiao Langjun... have such... absurd thoughts?"
Jiang Pengji sneered, and said in a strange and authentic voice, "Is it a big rebel?"
Meng Hun slowly regained his sanity and wanted to restrain the throbbing in his heart, lest he couldn't even hold the basic line of defense.
"Don't you think Xiao Langjun thinks his thoughts are outrageous?"
She shook her head and asked back with a smile, "Do you think I think this way, is it against the Dongqing royal family, or against the Meng family in Cangzhou? Look at the court today, where was Qingming? Look at the people today. Well, how have they ever been fed and fed? Meng Hun, tell me by touching your conscience, did you once serve the Dongqing royal family or the Meng family in Cangzhou?"
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 from the time you still call me Xiao Langjun, not a chaotic minister and a thief."
Meng Hun suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, and he was even a little afraid to face Jiang Pengji's gaze.
What the other party said was right, and he was powerless to argue.
"Don't talk about that..." Jiang Pengji snorted softly, listening to the sarcastic sarcasm, "Just looking at the current situation, how long do you think such a peaceful illusion can be maintained? Just your old club, the Meng family, has already caused public grievances in Cangzhou. A monstrous, a disaster for the soldiers?"
She said leisurely, "Don't talk about internal troubles, just talk about external worries, and now Dongqing is in jeopardy. Since this is the case, everyone in the whole world is qualified to fight, why can't I? He once said that he was appointed by the emperor, and if that's the case, why can't his descendants keep this country, and so many people turned against Daxia? This is the so-called emperor's destiny? I don't believe it!"
Hearing her talk more and more presumptuously, panic and anxiety flashed in Meng Hun's eyes, "Lang Jun, be careful, there are ears on the wall..."
Jiang Pengji clicked his tongue and said, "Don't worry, the person who can hear these words, except that you are me, no matter how clever the ears of the wall are, they can't hide it from my ears. Otherwise, I will tell you these things here and do them. What, I'm like the kind of imprudent person?"
She is arrogant and arrogant, but not stupid either.
Do you think she is that brainless Meng Ye
Dare to say that, because she has something to rely on.
Meng Hun was completely persuaded, but he still had a doubt in his heart.
Although he understands that if he asks, he will be suspected of death.
"Lang Jun trusts Meng Mou so much. Have you ever thought about it, if Meng Mou is not sincere, he will turn around and spread your words?"
Meng Hun knew that he was very mortal. After all, no matter how he answered this question, there was something wrong, and it was easy to arouse his boss's disgust.
Jiang Pengji glanced at Meng Hun, and asked back, "Could it be that you were willing to commit suicide for the sake of your brother before, was it 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."
Therefore, Meng Hun was so confused and boarded the pirate ship Jiang Pengji.
"If I am blind, I will naturally clear 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 Liufu Villa. There is a cellar with ice. You temporarily store Meng Ye's body there to prevent maggots from rotting."
Jiang Pengji didn't need to look to know how Meng Yan died. He was let out alive by bloodletting, and he was very frightened before he died.
The unfortunate child, if there is a reincarnation in this world, be sure to see the reincarnation, and don't fall into her hands again.
"This... don't need to be burned, where ashes are scattered?"
Using the ice cellar to store Meng Ying's body was a waste.
"Where can I do that?" Jiang Pengji laughed dumbly, and said in a sullen tone, "It's hard enough for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person, wouldn't it be too cruel to let him know that his son's ashes were scattered everywhere, or that his corpse was rotting with maggots. already?"
Meng Hun choked up, wouldn't it be cruel to keep his son's body well, and then send it over
He felt that maybe he thought too much, this little man not only has a benevolent side, but also a ruthless side.
No wonder, though.
Otherwise, how could a purely good person say such shocking remarks
"The blood must also be cleaned up. The weather is getting warmer. If you don't clean it up, there will be peculiar smells, and it is easy to attract mosquitoes and flies." Jiang Pengji said, "You and those subordinates, for the time being, throw away the old names for a while, and I will take care of you. Arrange to go to the farm to avoid the limelight."
"The farm?" Meng Hun smiled and asked, "Is that the farm from before?"
"Well, that's right there, but you won't be staying there for long." Jiang Pengji put her arms around her chest, and she didn't look like everyone's son, she was very casual, she said in a flat tone, "Those bandits near Hejian County, I have long been It's just that they are not pleasing to the eye. Before the chaos appears, try to gather a group first. Those people are of uneven levels, some people are inherently evil and can't keep them, while others are forced by life and have to do it. They are willing to surrender, but they can try to absorb…”