"Yue Wumu..." Wang Kui's eyelids twitched and he said in surprise: "Second brother, you mean..."

"It is difficult to be a minister in the Song Dynasty, and it is even more difficult to be a military minister." Changsun Hong sighed and said quietly: "The court uses civil servants to control military forces, civil servants lead troops, and military officials lead troops. The difference between the word "leader" and the word "leader" is very different."

Wang Kui was born as a civil minister, so of course he understood the meaning of Changsun Hong.

He lowered his head, silent, as if he was thinking silently.

Changsun Hong looked out the window, where there was a lush green bamboo, full of greenness and swaying in the wind.

Feeling the teacup, Changsun Hong seemed to be talking to himself.

"In fact, the difference is still superficial and deep. We must understand why the court used civil warfare. Since the end of the Tang Dynasty, warlords had fought in a melee. As long as there were a few people, they dared to erect a flag to be king. The ultimate reason was that the military governor was too big, and the military generals were the root of chaos in the country. Emperor Taizu was as wise as a torch, so of course he understood it. Therefore, he decided to use civil warfare to suppress military warfare. This system started from the time of Taizu and lasted for a hundred years and had long been deeply rooted. Officials throughout the ages regarded it as the foundation of their destiny and could not change it."

"In this way, the status of the military minister can be imagined. The country needs military generals, otherwise the border will be unstable, but the country will not dare to need military generals too much, otherwise the country will be uneasy."

"What a person Yue Wumu, and how great is the four generals of Zhongxing? But in the eyes of the court, it is a pawn that endangers the status of the official family. Such a military general with a high-ranking minister can kill him, and there is no reasonable excuse. If you make a false statement, you can kill him, which is enough to show the court's attitude towards the military ministers."

Putting down the teacup, he took a light breath, vomited it out again, and looked at Wang Kui and said, "Brother, how is Mr. Meng's current status different from Yue Wumu's original situation?"

Wang Kui pursed his lips, and his bearded man tightly shrank into a ball because his mouth was retracted, so he couldn't even see his mouth. After a while, he slowly raised his head and said slowly: "There is no difference, I'm afraid it's even more than it is. Yue Wumu's commander at that time was not as many troops as Lord Meng's command."

"Yes, too much is even more than it is." Changsun Hong said: "Now, there are almost all people from the Meng family in the Jinghu area. Lord Meng's brothers all hold important positions in the army, and old subordinates and generals are all inside and outside the Yangtze River. It can be said that the military horses of the Jinghu Control Command are almost the private soldiers of the Meng family. It is just a matter of one word that he wants to mobilize that team."

"And Jinghu Lake is the barrier of Jiangnan. The army heads south and arrives day and night, and the troops can reach Lin'an City overnight. In such a dangerous position, the court will feel at ease to hand it over to a general who has been working hard for more than ten years without moving him?"

Wang Kui was obviously moved, but he began to have fantasies in his heart. He argued: "You can't say that. Didn't Lord Shi Song and Lord Shi also had a ten-year job as the commander of Jinghu General?"

"Shi Songzhi is different." Changsun Hong said decisively: "He still has Shi Miyuan on his head. If you don't see Shi Miyuan die, will the court immediately let Shi Songzhi enter the capital? After entering the capital, he was driven off the stage before he stayed in the Privy Councilor for two years. Isn't it clear?"

"But..." Wang Kui wanted to find a reason to refute, but after thinking about it, he had nothing to say.

"Also, the rebellion of Wu Lin in Sichuan several years ago made the court more wary of military officials. Wu Lin was the son of Wu Jie. The father and son guarded Bashu for two generations. The former officials and disciples controlled the entire Sichuan, which led to the later Wu Lin Rebellion. With this lesson from the past, the deep pain was still unsatisfied. Lord Meng was also a father and son stationed in Jinghu for two generations. Brother, do you think, will Lord Meng have good results when he enters Beijing this time?"

"I'll remind Lord Meng!" Wang Kui slapped the table violently, stood up suddenly, and was about to walk out.

Changsun Hong grabbed his sleeve and pulled him tightly: "What's the use of persuasion at this moment? He can't listen. Have you ever seen someone who is proud and proud to believe others' alarmist persuasion? Shi Miyuan's northern expedition, and so many people persuade him, have he heard of it?"

Wang Kui stammered his neck and insisted on walking out, shouting: "Then let's see him going to the capital to die? This is not what a gentleman does!"

Changsun Hong hurriedly said, "I will not die. Lord Meng is loyal to the country and listens to the command and preaching. He has no disobedience. He has a good relationship with several prime ministers in the court. The officials will not harm his life if they remember his merits. They do not understand that Jia returns to the land and will be rich and prosperous for a lifetime!"

"......... Take it seriously?" Wang Kui turned around. Because of his anger, the blood vessels on his head, which had bulging blue veins, were as dense as earthworms, and his black face was full of suspicion.

"It must be impossible to make a mistake." Changsun Hong wiped the sweat from his face, thinking to himself why this civil servant who grew up with a brush was so strong, and said, "It should be impossible to make a mistake."

Wang Kui then stood there, raised some money, then was disappointed, sat down again, sighing: "How can the court not disappoint people with meritorious ministers like this? How can people feel at ease to work for it?"

The wind blows in outside the window, bringing the coolness of late autumn, blowing on people, and entering their hearts, as if it blows straight into their hearts, erasing a trace of temperature.

Changsun Hong didn't know how to comfort him. From ancient times to the present, rabbits have always been cooked by dogs, but it is rare to see rabbits killing dogs before they die.

He thought about it, dragged the chair over, wanted to sit down and persuade him slowly, but he was stunned for Wang Kui suddenly stood up and rushed out.

Changsun Hong was shocked and thought to himself why this bearded man was so stubborn? He couldn't hold him back and let Wang Kui break into the yard.

The villa of the military minister is different from that of civil servants. There are stone locks and weapons racks everywhere for easy access. There are also these things outside this living room.

Wang Kui ran out, grabbed a long axe on the shelf, shouted loudly, and swung it suddenly. He was a powerful general, and it was effortless to dance heavy weapons like an axe. Even if he danced randomly without any chance, it was an extremely terrifying scene. The shadow of the axe flashed like a lightning, and the sound of the axe passed by like a hurricane. For a moment, he was straying wildly in the whole yard.

Changsun Hong stood on the threshold and looked at Wang Kui like an angry bull. He knew that he was extremely angry but unable to fight. The deep frustration made the official in one side feel inexplicable grief and anger. If he didn't vent his feelings, it would be even worse to accumulate in his heart.

Several servants were huddled in the corner of the yard with a look of earth, staring at a loss, Changsun Hong made a peace of mind gesture to them, turned around and raised the teapot from the house, poured himself a cup, and sat on the steps and savored the tea silently.

The fallen leaves are flying on the tree, the desolate autumn is sad, and the axe dances wildly under the tree, and the breath flows.

As the night gradually faded, the afterglow outside the wall slowly faded, the crescent moon quietly climbed up the wall, the silver moonlight spread all over the ground, and enveloped the villa outside the city. The starry lanterns dotted in the moonlight, like flames drawn on the silver base plate with orange strokes, in the elegant and quiet insects that are as poetic as dreams in the wild, it is particularly warm.

Before the night banquet began, Wang Kui had stopped swinging his axe at some point. He leaned on the door frame and held a teacup and talked quietly with Changsun Hong, who was sitting on the steps. He waved his arms angrily from time to time. Their voices were very low. Even when he approached the servants who were serving, he could not hear clearly what they were saying.

On the other hand, in the owner's room, Meng Gong was blushing and meeting Dong Huai and the wealthy guests of Jiangling who were coming one by one. He will take a boat to Beijing tomorrow, and big figures from all over the place will come to practice for him. He is very busy tonight.

One is still and one move, and inexplicably harmonious on this night when you are about to travel far, you will be in conflict and there will be inexplicable harmony.

It was late at night and the banquet began.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!