Walking out of the Taiji Palace, Li Jing looked at Meton behind him and exclaimed, "The younger generation will surpass us in time!"
From this, it could be seen how important Meton was in Li Shimin's heart. On the other hand, Li Jing was a late bloomer. He had wasted his entire life, and it was only after he was forty that he truly showed his ambition. Seeing how Meton was already in such a high position at such a young age, Li Jing couldn't help but sigh.
What was even more commendable was that despite being in such a high position, Meton was still able to convince others. After all, Meton's glorious achievements in the construction of the Mo Family Village were all there. In comparison, managing a firearms department was nothing. Furthermore, Meton's method of preventing gunpowder had already convinced everyone.
Hearing this, Meton immediately smiled and said, "Lord Wei, you flatter me. This is my first time in the bureaucracy, and I didn't expect to join the Ministry of War. Lord Wei is the War God of the military, and I have long admired you. I heard that Lord Wei had compiled a book on the art of war, and it is a pity that I didn't read it."
Li Jing immediately said in a bad mood, "Forget it. The Old Man's book on the art of war is about to be completed. Ever since I saw your Macedonian battle formation, Divine Arm Crossbow, and Mo Saber, I immediately felt that it was full of loopholes. Before I had time to fix it, I saw the power of gunpowder, and I will probably have to start over again."
Li Jing's book on the art of war was based on his own battle experience. Meton had thrown out several powerful weapons, and Li Jing's book was full of loopholes. If the future generations fought according to Li Jing's book on the art of war, they would most likely lose against Meton's weapons.
Meton smiled slyly and said, "Lord Wei, you don't have to rush to fix it. In my opinion, there are many wonderful battles in the Far West. For example, the Roman army that defeated the Macedonian army had participated in many battles. Furthermore, in Arabia and other places, there was a religious army that was extremely fanatical, fearless, and invincible. Greece also had them …"
Morton listed a few exciting cases in a row, especially the three hundred Spartans, which made Li Jing's blood boil and his heart itch.
"Does the Mo Family have any of these battles?" Li Jing couldn't wait to ask.
"Lord Wei, don't be anxious. Once the Imperial Court defeats the Tuyuhun Silk Road, these battles will definitely be passed to the Tang dynasty. At that time, Lord Wei will be inclusive and will definitely be able to gain." Merton....
"Dual cultivation!" A bright light flashed in Li Jing's eyes. The Macedonian formation had already allowed Li Jing to see the good points of the foreign army. If Duke Wei's art of war could be compatible with both foreign and domestic, it would definitely be able to reach great success.
"If that's the case, it will probably take a long time for the Old Man's art of war to take shape." Li Jing bitterly smiled.
Meton laughed and said, "A good book is never too late. If Lord Wei can dual cultivate both foreign and domestic, it will be a blessing for the soldiers of the Tang dynasty."
When they passed by the Ministry of War, Meton bowed to Li Jing and bid him farewell. Only then did he quickly walk out of the palace.
Outside the palace, Qin Huaiyu and the other two who had been waiting looked at each other and said, "The Firearms Supervisor is directly under His Majesty."
After the rescue of the Xuandu Temple, Qin Huaiyu and the other two naturally knew how powerful gunpowder was. And now, such a powerful weapon workshop was actually directly under Meton's command.
"If that's the case, then you are now the Chancellor." Cheng Chumo said bitterly.
Qin Huaiyu and Yuchi Bao Lin only just realized that if they entered the army, although their starting point was higher than ordinary people, they would still start from the bottom. Meton was also a preliminary official, but he was actually directly in charge of a department and held the position of Chancellor.
Kong Yingda's position as the Chancellor of the Imperial College was a position of secondary third rank. Although Meton's position as the Firearms Supervisor's Chancellor had not yet been determined, at least his starting point was much higher than theirs.
"If that's the case, when we meet in the future, we still have to salute you?" Yuchi Bao Lin gritted his teeth and said.
What was even more embarrassing was that although the Firearms Supervisor was directly under the Emperor, it still belonged to the Ministry of War. Meton would have many opportunities to meet them in the future.
"Of course. You are just small soldiers. Why don't you quickly salute me when you see me? Be careful that I don't charge you with the crime of disrespecting your superior. "Meton said arrogantly.
Qin Huaiyu immediately said angrily: "The Firearms Supervisor is just an empty shell. You have no official position and yet you dare to be so arrogant. Together, let's teach this traitor a good lesson."
The three of them swarmed over, immediately pinning Mo Dun under their bodies, a series of underhanded attacks.
"You dare to use underhanded methods?
"Yuchi Bao Lin, you actually dare to hit my handsome face. When I take office, I will definitely settle this score."
… … …
The four of them played for a while and soon left the Imperial City.
"The young master is an official!"
When Meton returned to the Mo Estate, the Mo Estate was immediately filled with jubilation.
"The heavens really have eyes. With the blessing of the Mo ancestors, the young master is finally an official. Master finally has a successor." Fu Bo was so excited that he could not control himself. He rushed into the Mo Estate's ancestral hall and prayed to Mo Lie.
"There's no need to be so exaggerated!" Meton looked at the panicked people of the Mo Estate and said in confusion.
In reality, Meton did not know that when the Mo family was in dire straits, in order to save the Mo family, Mo Lie cut off all means of retreat and joined the anti-Sui faction. He used up the last of the Mo family's resources to obtain the Marquis title. This was the foundation for Meton today.
Although without the Marquis title, Meton could still lead the Mo family to prosperity, but it definitely would not be in this situation today.
In the minds of the Mo Family members, although the Mo Family had given up on their political ideals, only by entering the imperial court as an official could they maintain their current situation. Moreover, if they wanted to achieve something, joining the military was probably the most suitable choice.
"Master, if there is a spirit in heaven who can see the hope of the Mo family's resurgence, he can rest in peace in the underworld. Now, the young master inherits the master's will and walks on the path of the master. The Mo family will definitely be revived." In front of Mo Lie's memorial tablet, Fu Bo pulled Meton to burn incense and pray solemnly.
Meton obeyed and prayed to his father whom he had never met. Although he had never seen him, from the words of the elders of the Mo family, Meton had long recognized this father who carried too many burdens. The situation that Mo Lie faced at that time was much worse than the situation that Meton was facing now. Mo Lie was a pure person, a righteous man who devoted his life to the revival of the Mo family.
Otherwise, he would not have gathered so many people of the Mo family. Even though he had passed away for many years and the Mo family was in a poor state, he still made people follow him wholeheartedly. This was something that even Meton admired.
At the same time, the news that Meton was appointed as an official quickly spread throughout the officialdom of Chang 'an City.
"Firearms Supervisor Chancellor!"
Although the people did not know the purpose of the Firearms Supervisor, they knew the position of the Chancellor. It was a high position that ordinary people could not reach in their lifetime, but Meton had reached the top in a single bound. What was more intriguing was that Kong Yingda was the Chancellor of the Imperial College, and Meton was the Chancellor of the Firearms Supervisor. The representatives of the Confucian and Mo families in the imperial court were both Chancellors. This was thought-provoking.
In the imperial court, Li Shimin's appointment of Meton was quickly passed down to the three provinces and six ministries.
"In ancient times, there was Gan Luo who became the Prime Minister at the age of 12. Today, there is Mo Jiazi, the young Chancellor. Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from the youth! " Many officials could not help but sigh. They could enter the imperial court, which one of them did not work hard for dozens of years to get to where they were today.
In the Ministry of War, Hou Junji expressionlessly stamped the seal. Meton was not under his jurisdiction at all. He just listened to the announcement and did not listen to the tune.
The Minister of Civil Affairs, Dai Zhou, sighed. If Meton could become an official in the Ministry of Civil Affairs, with Meton's wealth, he would definitely make the imperial court's finances soar.
The Minister of Works, Duan Lun, secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Although he wanted the Mo family's ink skills, he did not want Meton to come to the Ministry of Works. The Mo family was famous for their ink skills in the Tang dynasty. If Meton entered the Ministry of Works, it would not take long for the Ministry of Works to be controlled by the Mo family.
The Minister of Justice, Li Daozong, had a look of regret. The Mo family's psychological portrayal had opened his eyes. If Meton could come to the Ministry of Justice, he would definitely be able to show off his talents.
The Minister of Rites, Linghu Defen, shook his head helplessly. Meton's suggestion of cultivating an unhindered person had opened his eyes. In his opinion, the best unhindered person would be Meton. In the entire Tang dynasty, there was probably no one who could compare with Meton's understanding of the foreign countries.
In the Ministry of Appointments, the Minister of Rites, Gao Shilian, narrowed his eyes as he looked at Meton's appointment document.
"The young man holds a high position. His temperament cannot be unpolished. Firearms Supervisor, Chancellor, seventh rank." Gao Shilian's hand paused as he wrote 'seventh rank' on the document.
When the document was sent to Modun, he stared at the appointment document in a daze. Modun stared blankly at the document in his hand.
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