"I have been watching your rapid rise over the years. On the one hand, I feel happy that our country has such a young leader like you, but on the other hand, I can't help but feel a little worried."

Mo Haoli had a kind demeanor and a tactful tone.

Pei Yue was accustomed to hiding his clumsiness in front of the emperor, but when facing this waning old man, he behaved particularly calmly and said calmly: "Is the old man worried that I will have such great achievements in the future that it will be difficult for the master to die well?"

Mo Hao said politely: "His Majesty just said to the old man that Luo Jiyu and Han Gongduan are both young, but in fact they will know their destiny in a few years. How can they compare with you, the rising sun? The capital of Beijing in its weak years.

Not only is this the first time in Daliang’s history of nearly a century, but I can’t find a few of them in the ancient books. Your Majesty is now in his prime, and he believes in your loyalty, so there will naturally be no problem, but what about the future?”

Pei Yue gradually understood the old man's thoughts, and a look of reverence appeared on his face.

The imperial physician has already diagnosed Mo Haoli's physical condition and allowed the emperor to condescend to such a position. It can be seen that that day is in the not-too-distant future. At this time, Mo Haoli's heart is still to rule out Daliang.

Dangerous, such a person deserves Pei Yue's respect.

But he would not give up his plan just because of respect, so he said calmly: "Sir, I understand the principle of retreating from the rapids, but now is not the time. Although this junior has no social contact with you, he always respects you.

That’s why I won’t make excuses in front of you. If I take the initiative to retreat now, not to mention defending my own inheritance, I may not even be able to save my life.”

Mo Haoli suddenly sat up slowly with his hands on his hands.

Pei Yue quickly stood up and stepped forward to help the old man place the pillow.

Mo Haoli smiled slightly and said softly: "I have to ask myself, I am probably not a good person, but I am determined not to do anything bad to a young person. In fact, even if you really want to stay away from the court, His Majesty will definitely not agree."

Pei Yue suddenly discovered a problem. The old man in front of him had had a long conversation with Emperor Kaiping before, and the other party had always taken the initiative in the conversation since he came in. He did not look like a dying person at all.

He kept this question deep in his heart and said sincerely: "Please let me know clearly."

Mo Haoli asked slowly: "What do you think about the great cause of conquering Zhou?"

Pei Yue replied decisively without even thinking about it: "It is imperative."

Emperor Kaiping's policy of first Zhou and then Wu was not purely based on strength. In fact, it also involved some old things.

People often say that there are three Wei families, but in the minds of most courtiers in Kyoto, Daliang inherited the orthodoxy of the former Wei Dynasty. The Southern Zhou Dynasty swept away a large number of civilized families by crossing south with their clothes. Western Wu was a barbaric land, except for the Gaoyang Plain.

There is not much else to say. In recent years, there has even been a saying in the DPRK and China that to deal with Xiwu, we only need to take back the Gaoyang Plain, and there is no need to waste time and energy to seize the territory of the far west.

If we want to recreate the poetry and calligraphy style of the heyday of the former Wei Dynasty, the Southern Zhou Dynasty must be eliminated.

Mo Haoli naturally understood these truths. He crossed his hands in front of him, looked at Pei Yue and said: "Actually, His Majesty has never been prepared. The change of Yuan Dynasty to Kaiping six years ago was more like an encouragement to the courtiers. As for the reason, it is simple.

, I believe you can understand that the current national strength of Daliang

It is better than Wu and Zhou, but it still does not have the ability to start a war at the same time. If His Majesty decides to attack Zhou, Xiwu will not miss this opportunity, and then the two sides will be facing enemies. Fortunately, you fought in the west last year

This beautiful victory finally strengthened His Majesty's determination to take action."

Pei Yue was silent for a moment, raised his eyes and asked calmly: "Sir, do you want me not to go south?"

Mo Haoli didn't expect this young man to react so quickly. He couldn't help but look slightly surprised on his face, and immediately responded: "This is the best choice for you."

Pei Yue frowned and said, "Even if you just sit back and watch a soldier in the army die generously?"

Speaking of this, he finally showed a bit of a fierce temperament.

Mo Haoli obviously did not agree with Pei Yue's statement, and said seriously: "Your attainments in the art of war are learned from Xi Sidao. You are also talented and intelligent, which is indeed remarkable. At the same time, you are also quite knowledgeable about military drills. You are not old-fashioned."

Denying your strengths. But you have never seen the true strength of the Southern Army, and there is a famous commander like Gu Liang in charge of the Central Army. He has countless good generals under his command. They are not necessarily worse than you."

Pei Yue smiled softly and said calmly: "Sir, I appreciate your kindness. Since I am now a leading general, I must do things to the best of my ability, and I have enough reasons to believe in your majesty's mind."

"Must go?"

"yes."

Pei Yue's answer was brief and powerful, and Mo Haoli did not ask any more questions.

After a long time, the solemn look on Mo Haoli's face disappeared, and he smiled and said: "That's good."

Pei Yue finally couldn't help it.

He is not afraid to talk about Ji Feng with these big shots, but today he came to Mo Mansion out of respect and stayed with this veteran of the Four Dynasties for a long time, and it was inevitable that he would feel a little depressed.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and asked: "Sir, do you want me to go south to lead the army, or do you want me to stay in Kyoto and earn money safely?"

There was a cunning look in Mo Haoli's eyes, like a child who had successfully played a trick.

Of course Pei Yue would not be so superficial as to think that the other party was teasing him.

Mo Haoli has not spoken much in the court in recent years, but Pei Yue is very clear about the importance of this person in Emperor Kaiping's heart. When he thinks of the emperor who is extremely good at planning the overall situation, he has some vague guesses in his mind.

After a while, he suddenly asked: "Sir, your health is actually fine, right?"

Mo Haoli looked at him with a smile.

Pei Yue smiled helplessly: "If I just promised not to go to the south, does that mean there is something wrong in my heart?"

Mo Haoli said softly: "That's not the case, but it seems that you are indeed more magnanimous than the rest of the world."

Pei Yue asked again: "Sir, if I really want to stay in the capital, how are you going to deal with me?"

Mo Haoli did not answer this question, but solemnly said: "As long as you are loyal to the country, no one can frame you. By the way, don't tell anyone about the conversation between you and me today, including Hou Guliang of Guangping."

Pei Yue hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement.

After chatting for a few more words, Pei Yue stood up and left. After he left for a while, Mo Haoli reached out to the side of the bed and shook the golden bell on the inside of the curtain.

An ordinary-looking young man in his twenties walked in with a respectful expression.

Mo Haoli repeated Pei Yue's most important answers just now, and finally stared at the young man and said: "Let me tell your majesty that Pei Yue's loyalty is unquestionable. Don't test him again unless you have to. In addition, that matter

We must not delay it for too long, lest people's hearts wander and affect the stability of the DPRK."

"The villain obeys your orders!"

"Just go."

Mo Haoli waved his hand gently, leaned against the bed and looked at the empty Taishi chair. Thinking of the person at the helm of Taishitai Pavilion standing next to him when he had a previous conversation with Emperor Kaiping, a solemn look gradually appeared in his eyes.

The room was quiet and peaceful, and the old man could only be heard whispering to himself: "Your Majesty, why do you even have to guard against the Silent Cloud? Could it be that the incident twelve years ago really had something to do with you?"

"well……"

The wind suddenly picked up and blew away his sigh.
Chapter completed!