Chapter 357 Departure [Please give me a monthly ticket! ]

Three days passed in a flash. After saying goodbye to his family, Liang Yue also came to the Zhuxie Yamen.

Everyone from the Zhuxie Division was reluctant to let those who were participating in the battle to capture the city go outside the city gate, which was where they gathered.

There is a Zhengfu Mountain nine miles north of Longyuan City. The mountain is not high and there are few plants.

There is a tradition in the army of the Yin Dynasty that every time they go north to fight, the soldiers will pass through this mountain, and everyone will look back when they reach the top of the mountain. Standing here and looking south, you can see the entire city, and this one look will let them see what they are guarding.

Therefore, this mountain is very famous.

"The soldiers look southwards and sing sad songs; the smoke of war rises northwards and the people are saddened by the separation."

There have always been winners and losers in wars for thousands of years, and sacrifices are inevitable regardless of victory or defeat. Many lofty ambitions and heroic spirits have arisen from this, but many families of soldiers cannot bring their bodies back and can only come here to pay their respects.

On this day, nine young geniuses who were going to participate in the battle to capture the city gathered here.

The masters of Xuanmen would probably go to Shuangbei City to watch the battle, and did not come here to see them off. The Taoist Feng and Zen Master Yun were still accompanying them, plus Chen Su from the Zhuxie Division.

On the court side, Xu Zhan'ao stood slightly behind, and the one who saw him off in the front was the right prime minister Song Zhili.

Standing beside him was the left prime minister Liang Fuguo.

Although both were wearing red and purple official robes, Song Zhili gave people a completely different impression from Liang Fuguo. His face was as white as jade and his smile was gentle, making people feel like they were in the spring breeze.

"Your Majesty originally intended to come in person for the farewell ceremony. If he didn't come in person, he wouldn't be able to express his importance to the young geniuses in this battle." Song Zhili said in a gentle voice, "But he was worried that if the farewell ceremony was too grand, it would add pressure to you. So he asked me and Prime Minister Liang to come together to see you off, without too many complicated ceremonies. When you return, regardless of victory or defeat, His Majesty will personally go out of the city to greet you."

"The two prime ministers have come together, which shows great respect." Taoist Feng responded with a smile, "Although the show is not as grand as ours, these young people are still not as good as we were back then. It should be a sure thing that they can beat those stupid people."

After he said this, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became relaxed.

During the first battle to capture the city, Emperor Mu Bei was still young and had high hopes for that battle. He personally brought civil and military officials to this place to see him off. The departure ceremony was very grand, and the streets of Longyuan City were deserted.

However, correspondingly, if he were to lose, it would have a huge impact on the fate of the Yin Dynasty and his imperial authority. The grand scale of the competition would naturally put more pressure on the geniuses participating in it.

Today is different from the past. The team does not set out with fanfare, but celebrates when they return victorious. This is also a way to make young people like Liang Yue feel more comfortable.

Moreover, the lineup of left and right ministers coming together is enough to prove how much importance they attach.

After everyone talked to each other for a while, Liang Fuguo walked up, patted Liang Yue on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Boy, remember the debt you owe me. If you can't come back, I will ask your brother to come to the Ministry of Justice to work for me to pay off the debt."

"I will." Facing Liang Fuguo's threat, Liang Yue nodded resolutely.

He still hoped that his younger brother would have less contact with Liang Fuguo.

After all, Liang Peng is different from him. He thinks he is quite compassionate and will never be too cruel no matter what he does.

My younger brother's thoughts are relatively simple - pure profiteering. If he learns from the ruthless Liang Fuguo for a while, I'm afraid that there will soon be a second killer named Liang in the officialdom.

The onlookers tacitly did not disturb the scandalous father and son, but they couldn't help whispering a few words behind their backs.

They didn't know that Liang Fuguo was reminding Liang Yue to come back alive to work and pay off his debts, and they thought it was a sign of the deep affection between father and son and their reluctance to part.

Lord Zuo Xiang is such a ruthless person, but he still gave his son some careful advice when he went to the battlefield. Looking at his back, he looks like a loving father who is full of concern.

He had been trying to avoid suspicion in every possible way before, but now he stopped pretending.

Who said this father and son are fake? This father and son are so real! ...

After seeing off the team that was fighting to capture the city, Song Zhili and Liang Fuguo stood on the top of the mountain and looked north for a moment before turning around.

"Brother Liang." Song Zhili called out, "Would you like to chat?"

Liang Fuguo glanced at him and did not refuse.

The two men each rejected the carriage brought by their subordinates and walked down the mountain road side by side.

"I haven't seen you for many days. It's a rare opportunity today, so I would like to have a brief chat with you." Song Zhili said with a smile.

"Who made you so gifted?" Liang Fuguo also shook his head and smiled, "Didn't you have a moment of enlightenment in seclusion a while ago?"

The Yin Dynasty also encouraged spiritual practice in the officialdom. Officials were not allowed to take leave easily, but they were allowed to meditate in seclusion for enlightenment.

So besides claiming to be sick, seclusion is sometimes a good excuse. But after you come back, you must have visible progress, otherwise you will still be suspected.

Song Zhili had already been promoted to the position of Right Prime Minister. He only needed to ask for leave from the emperor and be responsible to the emperor. As a result, no one knew what his actual level of cultivation was, whether he was really in seclusion or avoiding disaster without making any progress.

But most people still think that he is avoiding the limelight every time he goes into seclusion. Otherwise, how could someone be so accurate that he would go into seclusion when something happens and have an epiphany when something happens.

And if he really had so many sudden realizations, then if he is not in the immortal realm now, he is probably not far from it.

"Heh." Song Zhili said, "I didn't expect that after so many days, you still haven't finished your investigation. You've arrested quite a few people from the Ministry of Rites, and people from several major families who were involved. Why don't you stop?"

"It's not enough to just crack down on this imperial examination. I will stop only when no one uses crooked means in future imperial examinations." Liang Fuguo said.

"Impossible." Song Zhili sighed, his eyes far-reaching, as if he could see thousands of years into the future. "I know what you want to do, but what you want to get rid of is not a person, but a kind of human nature. Without Song, Qi, Liang and Chen, there will be Zhao, Qian, Sun and Li. At least we can still make the decision now and make our family behave properly."

"Brother Song, we have had different ideas since we were in the academy." Liang Fuguo looked directly at him, "I am not the only one who wants to get rid of these. It is also human nature."

He pointed to Longyuan City in front of him. From afar, the city was full of alleys and streets, and people were bustling around. Every day was extremely lively.

"Do you think that you, just like all the people in the world, are the world?" Liang Fuguo asked, and then said to himself: "No, the common people are the world."

"I think you are a good person, but there is a fundamental mistake in your thinking. You think you are different from the common people, and you think you are superior to them." Liang Fuguo said calmly, his eyes were rarely sharp, "You come from a noble family, you are talented, and your gifts are far beyond the ordinary, but these are not reasons."

"Why do you have such an idea?" Song Zhili was a little puzzled. "Aren't you the same as me?"

"I used to be the same as you, feeling superior, but then I understood a truth." Liang Fuguo looked up at the sky, "As long as you think you are superior to others, there will definitely be someone superior to you. The capital you rely on will become the feet of others stepping on your head."

“The way to avoid being stepped on by others is not to climb to the highest point, but to be at the same height as everyone else.”

"Anyone who thinks he is superior should be killed."

A gentle breeze blew through the mountains. Song Zhili's pupils shrank slightly, as if he was shocked by something, and he was silent for a long time.

After a while, he said, "Liang Fuguo, your idea is very dangerous."

　Good morning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)