Three shocks in a day!
Meton had yet to reach Chang 'an City, but the news in Chang' an City had naturally reached Meton's ears!
"Mo Jiu, you're thousands of miles away, yet you're able to stir up a storm in Chang 'an City. Old Man is truly impressed!" Gao Shilian looked at the short-haired Meton beside him and couldn't help but tease him.
"Lord Gao, please don't joke around. I'm weak and timid. I can't take such a big shock!" Meton said bitterly.
"Timid? In Old Man's eyes, you're extremely daring. You dare to destroy the thousand-year-old traditions of Huaxia. What else do you not dare to do? "Gao Shilian said.
Modun immediately had a look of disappointment as he said, "But this is clearly a great thing! Why are there so many objections? "
Gao Shilian couldn't help but pause. Of course, he knew the benefits of a haircut. Otherwise, he wouldn't have allowed Meton to spread the benefits of a haircut in the military.
"Back then, Qu Yuan shouted that he was the only one sober when everyone was drunk. I'm afraid he had the same mentality as Mo Jiu!" Gao Shilian sighed.
Meton shook his head. "Lord Gao, you're too kind. How can I compare to Qu Yuan's concern for the country and the people? All I want is for the people to have a healthy body and be free from parasites."
Gao Shilian nodded. "That's why Qu Yuan lost, but you still have some hope!"
"Some hope?" Meton looked at Gao Shilian, puzzled.
Gao Shilian nodded. "Old Man thinks you have some hope because your plan doesn't cost any money!"
"Doesn't cost any money?" Meton's face instantly darkened.
Gao Shilian nodded. "Now, this method can cure chronic diseases without spending a single cent, but you have to endure the eyes and criticism of the world. If you don't personally take the lead in getting a haircut, Old Man will naturally not be optimistic about this method. Now, for the poor people, with you taking the lead and the support of the medical school, there will naturally be a lot of people responding to you."
Only then did Meton feel at ease. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Many thanks for Lord Gao's advice!"
Gao Shilian waved his hand and said, "Don't thank the Old Man yet. It's fine among the commoners, but you might not have it easy in the imperial court."
Meton's face darkened at the thought of those old and stubborn civil officials. He was sure that he would be reprimanded when he returned to Chang 'an.
"We've arrived at Chang 'an!" Suddenly, a cheer came from the front.
Meton could not help but stretch his head forward and see the tall city walls of Chang 'an City in front of him.
"Chang 'an City, we are back!" Modun sighed inwardly. Half a year had passed in the blink of an eye since they had set off from Chang 'an.
The news of the army's return naturally reached Chang 'an City. The citizens of Chang' an City immediately rushed out of Chang 'an City to support the victorious army.
Secondly, everyone was eager to see Meton's crew-cut hairstyle, which had been spread all over Chang 'an before his return.
"That's Mo Jiazi!"
"He's just like in the painting. He has short hair!"
"I heard that Mo Jiazi even named him a crew-cut!"
"But why do I feel that Mo Jiazi's crew-cut hairstyle is also quite good."
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Many citizens on both sides of the brick road pointed at Meton.
Meton's expression did not change. He still sat upright on the horse without showing any fear.
Seeing this, Gao Shilian could not help but nod to himself. He could not help but think more highly of Meton in his heart. However, he did not know that Meton had kept his hair short for decades in his previous life. Naturally, he did not have any psychological burden.
What made Meton slightly disappointed was that there was no such thing as the civil and military officials coming out of the city to welcome them. This was because that was the treatment that Li Jing received when he returned to Chang 'an City. The person in charge of receiving Meton and Gao Shilian was an old acquaintance of Meton. He was Li Shimin's personal eunuch, Pande.
"Thank you for waiting for so long!" Meton bowed.
Pande looked at Meton's strange crew-cut hairstyle and the corner of his mouth twitched. He forced himself to say, "Mo Jiu and Lord Gao have had a hard journey. His Majesty and the civil and military officials are already waiting at Taiji Palace."
At this moment, the army naturally could not enter Chang 'an City. The generals in the army would lead them back to West Mountain. Pande was specifically waiting for Meton and Gao Shilian here.
Gao Shilian glanced at Meton and laughed. "Let's go. Don't keep His Majesty waiting."
Meton nodded helplessly. He steeled his heart and followed Pande into the carriage that had been prepared. He could not avoid this obstacle sooner or later, so he might as well come early.
The carriage headed east and turned onto Vermilion Bird Avenue, heading straight for Taiji Palace.
Inside Taiji Palace.
The officials were in the middle of a meeting when a report came from outside the palace.
"Reporting to His Majesty, the western expedition army has all returned. Mo Jiu and Lord Gao are already waiting outside the palace."
Instantly, all the civil and military officials fell silent. All of them involuntarily looked toward Kong Yingda. Everyone knew that a great argument between Confucianism and Mo was unavoidable.
Hearing this, Li Shimin put down the memorial in his hand. He could have handled this matter coldly, but when he thought of Princess Changle's waist-length haircut, he was instantly enraged. If he did not take this opportunity to make things difficult for Mo Jiazi, then he would not be Li Er.
"Summon them!" Li Shimin coldly said.
"Chancellor Mo, Lord Gao, enter the hall!" A guard shouted with a drawn-out voice.
It didn't take long for his voice to reach Modun's ears.
Gao Shilian nodded. Just as he was about to step forward, he suddenly realized that Meton's aura had suddenly changed. He raised his head, puffed out his chest, sucked in his stomach, and looked straight ahead. His hands were pressed against the seam of his trousers, and his heels were pressed together.
Although Meton was behind Gao Shilian, Gao Shilian could hear the strength in each of Meton's steps, as if he was stepping on a drum. He was like a soldier rushing to the battlefield.
The two of them ascended the steps of Taiji Palace step by step. Moton's powerful and proud steps immediately attracted the attention of all the guards in the palace.
Under the watchful eyes of the imperial guards, the two of them entered Taiji Palace. Moton once again became the center of attention. It was only a short twenty steps from the entrance of Taiji Palace to the front of the officials. However, it was Moton's vigorous military steps that completely won the hearts of the officials.
No matter how much the civil officials disliked Meton, they had to admit that Meton's actions were filled with masculine beauty. In the eyes of the generals, Meton's every step was standard and powerful. At a glance, they could tell that it was the mark of a soldier, but it was different from that of an ordinary soldier.
Li Jing's eyes instantly brightened. This was the model of the ideal recruit plan in his mind. If all the soldiers in the army were as imposing and energetic as Meton, the image of the soldiers would undergo a 180-degree transformation.
On the other hand, Moton's chiseled features and crew-cut hairstyle did not make the officers look weird. Instead, it added to Moton's temperament. It was as if this crew-cut hairstyle was a natural fit for the military.
Even Li Shimin couldn't help but sigh. Meton's appearance was truly stunning, and the anger in his heart had unknowingly dissipated.
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