"There are countless nameless people in this world, but only a few people will be remembered by future generations. Some people lived in obscurity, and only two or three generations of descendants remembered them after they died. When these descendants also turned to dust, who would remember their names? But some people, even if they have been dead for hundreds or thousands of years, still live in the memory of others. That is the real immortality. "
To put it simply, it was like living in vain if one did not do something big in one's life.
Yes, Jiang Pengji was recruiting people to her side to prepare for her big plan.
Meng Hun listened to Jiang Pengji's words and had a strange and palpitating feeling.
He felt his mouth was dry, and after a long time, he said bitterly, "Langjun, what do you mean …"
Jiang Pengji suddenly smiled. "Instead of hiding your identity and living in seclusion in the wilderness, why don't you follow me?"
Meng Hun was shocked. His eyes were full of shock and embarrassment, and he was eager to try.
"But … But aren't you afraid that the Meng's will come to you?"
Meng Hun felt that he needed to calm his restless heart. It was too dangerous.
"Didn't I say? If you want, I will take care of the rest for you. The Meng's are just grasshoppers after autumn. How long can they jump around? History is just a piece of white paper written by the winner. If you want, you can make them infamous for thousands of years. "
Jiang Pengji's voice seemed to have the power to bewitch people, and she was luring Meng Hun into the trap bit by bit.
"How much praise you will receive in the future will be how much they will be criticized. Don't you think that the blueprint is too tempting?"
Indeed … very tempting!
Meng Hun's breath was slightly heavy, and he could not help but swallow. The scene in front of him seemed to be shrouded by the future she spoke of.
But even so, Meng Hun's reason still prevailed.
"Why would Langjun … have such a rebellious thought?"
Jiang Pengji sneered and said in a strange voice, "Rebellious?"
Meng Hun slowly regained his reason, and he wanted to suppress the throbbing in his heart so that he could not even defend the basic line of defense.
"Don't you think your idea is rebellious?"
She shook her head and asked with a smile, "Do you think my idea is rebellious to the royal family of Dongqing, or to the Meng's in Cangzhou? Look at the court today, when has it ever been clean? Look at the people today, when did they ever have enough to eat? Meng Hun, touch your heart and tell me, were you loyal to the royal family of Dongqing or the Meng family of Cangzhou? "
Every question was like a brick hitting Meng Hun's heart, making him unable to speak.
"You don't have to answer me. Everything is clear from the moment you still call me Langjun instead of a rebel."
Meng Hun suddenly felt powerless. He didn't even dare to face Jiang Pengji's gaze.
Meng Meng Meng Meng Pengji were were all right.
"Let's not talk about this …" Jiang Pengji snorted through her nose. She listened to the mockery. "Based on the current situation, how long do you think this illusion of peace can be maintained? Didn't your old boss, the Meng family, already cause the people of Cangzhou to be filled with resentment and a military disaster? "
She said leisurely, "Let's not talk about the internal problems, and just talking about the external problems, Dongqing is also in imminent danger. If so, everyone in the world has the right to fight for it. Why can't I? The founder of the Xia Dynasty once said that he was the Emperor's Mandate. If so, why couldn't his descendants protect the country? Why did so many people rebel against the Xia Dynasty? Is this the so-called Emperor's Mandate? I don't believe it! "
Meng Hun's eyes flashed with panic and anxiety as he listened to her. "Be careful, Langjun. The walls have ears …"
Jiang Pengji clicked her tongue and said, "Don't worry. The only people who can hear these words are you and me. No matter how good the walls have ears, they can't hide from me. Otherwise, why would I be here telling you these things? Do I look like a careless person? "
She was arrogant, but she was not stupid.
Did she think that she was as brainless as Meng Liang?
She only dared to say that because she had someone to rely on.
Meng Hun was completely convinced, but he still had a doubt in his heart.
Even though he knew that if he asked, he would be looking for trouble.
"Langjun, you trust me so much. Have you ever thought about what would happen if I didn't mean what you said?"
Meng Hun knew that he was looking for trouble. After all, no matter how he answered the question, it would not be right.
Jiang Pengji glanced at Meng Hun and asked, "Are you saying that your willingness to commit suicide for your brother was just an act?"
"Of course not!"
"So I'm not worried," Jiang Pengji looked down and said casually, "If I'm wrong about you, then I'm blind."
Thus, Meng Hun got on Jiang Pengji's boat without knowing why.
"If I'm blind, I'll get rid of you," she added with a smile.
Meng Hun was speechless.
Wait, why did it feel like something was wrong with Langjun?
Before Meng Hun could think about it, Jiang Pengji had already changed the topic.
"This is the Liu manor. There's an ice cellar here. You can store Meng Liang's body there to prevent maggots from rotting."
Jiang Pengji didn't need to look to know how Meng Liang died. He was bleeding to death, and he must have suffered a great shock before dying.
What an unlucky child. If there was reincarnation in this world, he had to be careful before reincarnating. He didn't want to fall into her hands again.
"Well … No need to burn it. Scatter the ashes anywhere."
It seemed like a waste to store Meng Liang's body in an ice cellar.
"How can I do that?" Jiang Pengji couldn't help but laugh. She said in a sinister tone, "It's hard enough for him to bury his son. If he knew that his son's ashes were scattered everywhere, or his body was rotting with maggots, wouldn't that be too cruel?"
Meng Hun was speechless. Was it not cruel to keep his son's body and then send it over?
He felt that he was overthinking. Jiang Pengji not only had a kind side to her, but she also had a cruel side to her.
But it was no wonder.
Otherwise, why would a pure kind-hearted person say something so shocking?
"The blood has to be cleaned up. The weather is getting warmer. If we don't clean it up, it will smell bad and attract mosquitoes and flies." Jiang Pengji said, "You and your subordinates should temporarily drop your old names and disguise yourselves. I'll arrange for you to go to the farm to lie low for a while."
"Farm?" Meng Hun smiled and asked, "Is it the farm from before?"
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