The weather is about to change.

"Weapons are major issues of the country, and the way of survival and death. We must observe. But in our Song Dynasty, soldiers are dangerous things. If it were not for the northern enemy's empire, I would be afraid that the civil officials would be able to stop the war and stop the soldiers and hang the seals to relieve themselves."

Meng Gong sighed, and the lines on his face became deeper and deeper: "We have millions of soldiers in the dynasty, and the military expenditures we spend every year are indeed too much, but what are the ones that really use them? Thank God if three pavilions fall to the ground in the ten pavilions."

He wanted to wave his hand, but when his arm was raised, he hung weakly, and could only say dejectedly: "Forget it, if you don't talk about these, it's not a day when you freeze three feet away. It's useless to say these."

Wang Kui's brows were deeply locked, and his head was lowered and his voice was deep: "Sir, you are not at the point of giving up. Do you want me to wait to talk to the two prime ministers, or to go to court tomorrow, we..."

"No!"

Meng Gong said sternly, because his voice suddenly touched his chest, and another violent coughing, he grabbed the white towel beside the bed and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Wang Kui and Changsun Hong were shocked, and quickly stroked their chests and backs, and went to call the doctor in again. Meng Gong shook his head, and was as angry as a slept, and he told him seriously: "No! The official family is already suspicious. If you stand together for me, it would be equivalent to confirming the rumors of the Meng family forming a party. The official family was angry and thunderous. Although I never killed ministers in the Song Dynasty, the official family would not be ruthless when encountering a case of disobedience to form a party. It doesn't matter if I lost my official position. It's a mistake to implicate the people in the border towns of the country. Remember, don't mention this matter at this critical moment. What the court has decided can't be saved!"

Wang Kui was about to choke and nodded repeatedly. The doctor hurried in from outside. Seeing Meng Gong's appearance, he glared at Wang Kui and Changsun Hong fiercely, meaning what I said when I came in?

When the house was busy, Wang Kui and Changsun Hong were about to withdraw. Meng Gong seized the last time and said, "The position of the Jinghu Commander is a must-have. Wang Kui, you are in Sichuan, carrying the Mongolians in front of you and cannot escape. I decided to recommend Jia Sidao, the deputy commander of the Yangtze River Commander, to the court, to take over. This person was born as a civil servant and would not cause criticism. He also communicated with military affairs. Dong Huai, the commander of the Yangtze River Commander, admired him very much. I have paid attention to the observation in the past two years and deliberately taught him something. He would run Jinghu. There would be no major problems. After you go, you will have more activities with this person, which will benefit others and yourself."

After saying this, Meng Gong was almost fainting, and his eyes were straightened against the pillow. The doctor almost kicked Wang Kui and the others away, and closed the door with a "touch".

When he came outside the house, Wang Kui was in a daze and sat on the stone stool in the yard. The autumn wind blew, and the trees above his head were covered with yellow leaves, just like his state of mind, sad.

Meng Gong is his boss and a tutor. In his heart, there is no other person who sacrifices his life for the country and the king.

To a certain extent, Wang Kui was full of courage and passion. From a scholar holding a pen to a general holding a sword in the war, he was influenced by people like Chen Longzhi and Meng Gong, and gradually grew up and matured. When he was born, he did not become a talent immediately, but achieved through acquired learning and influence by the people around him.

The dragon follows the dragon, the tiger follows the tiger, and follows the rat into the mouse. Meng Gong's achievements and personal charm have created Wang Kui today.

However, Meng Gong, who was like a god, was pulled down from the altar in one morning and deprived of his power. The general who was looked up to by thousands of people and the general who was afraid of the enemy turned into an old man who was lying on bedside.

The strong contrast gave Wang Kui a strong stimulation.

After the brain went blank, it brought a tsunami-like impact.

Meng Gong, who fought a war for a lifetime and made countless contributions, ended like this. This is unfair.

Even when you are in a coma, you are thinking about the overall situation of the world and the safety of the country. How could such a person end up in such a miserable end?

Is it true that the master is extremely powerful and overwhelmed by the master? Will the master die?

That's not what the book says.

Wang Kui sat blankly, looking at a dead leaf falling on the stone table, staring at it with his eyes, as if the leaf contained the philosophy of heaven and earth, which could solve the questions in his heart.

Changsun Hong sat next to him and sighed.

"Mr. Meng's disease seems to be cured in a short time. Brother must not mess up or make the business misleading."

Wang Kui nodded mechanically.

"Flowers bloom and fade, clouds roll and clouds bloom, politics is like this. As a chess piece, you can't help but use it to hold you as a treasure, and you don't use it to discard it. What's more, if you step on the ground and you can squeeze out the last little benefit, then stepping on you will not make the person who step on you will have a slight hesitation."

He patted Wang Kui on the shoulder: "Mr. Meng's last words are to cheer up and not let his expectations down. Jia Sidao is not like Mr. Meng who took care of us when he was in power. Brother should make plans early. In the future, we may have to rely on ourselves."

His technique became heavier and even slapped Wang Kui's body in a crooked way.

Wang Kui almost sat on the ground, and just woke up from his ignorance. He sat firmly on the stone table, and his eyes returned to normal.

"You are right. If Lord Meng is not in Jinghu, Sichuan will inevitably have more difficulties. Jia Sidao is incompatible with you and me, and sooner or later he will cause trouble. This person is talented but not virtuous, and has attracted people's hearts. We must be careful and vigilant."

After hearing what he said, Changsun Hong breathed a sigh of relief. Wang Kui had a straightforward personality and was easy to act voluntarily. If he couldn't think of himself and tried to stand up for the unfair rules of the officialdom for Meng Gong, he would easily be crushed to pieces.

It would be great that he could say these words.

The gate of the courtyard was pushed open, and a group of Ningwu Army Jiedu governors led by Li Tingzhi rushed in quickly, everyone was covered in burnt colors.

"Sir, are you sick?" Li Tingzhi saw the two people sitting on the stone bench, opened her mouth and asked, and the sweat on her forehead was smooth along her cheeks: "What's going on?"

Changsun Hong briefly said the matter and said, "Now that sir, you are critically ill, don't go in and disturb me first, and wait until the situation stabilizes."

"What should I do? What should I do?" Li Tingzhi and others dared not enter without any reason or speak loudly. But a group of people were anxious, just like Wang Kui just now, and they were anxious and had no choice.

After a while, Meng Zhijing accompanied Dr. Baifeng and walked out of the house. Both of them looked worried and seemed to be in a bad state.

A group of people shouted and surrounded him to find out the condition of the disease.

Meng Zhijing bowed in groups, thanked everyone for their concern, and said something else, please go back first. Meng Gong has taken the medicine and has gone to bed, so he can't disturb him.

Everyone dispersed, sighing all the way, with a sad face.

Changsun Hong and Wang Kui returned to their yard. The people in Xichuan didn't know what was going on. After hearing the two of them, they were all angry.

Changsun Hong advised him for a while, and it was getting late. It was almost time for dinner. Someone came outside to report that someone came to see Changsun Hong.

Changsun Hong was surprised that in Lin'an City, he had no acquaintances, so who would come to ask for a meeting?

He greeted everyone loudly and walked out.

In the living room outside, Chen Yu was smiling and waiting for him in a chair.
Chapter completed!