If the mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals. If the water is not deep, if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous. The moss marks on the steps are green, and the grass is green in the curtains. There are scholars talking and laughing, and there are no white people coming and going. It can adjust the element.
Play the qin and read the golden scriptures. There is no mess of silk and bamboo, and there is no labor of writing.
Li Xiang didn't know what Zhuge Lu in Nanyang and Yunting in Western Shu looked like, but when Li Xiang came to Wang Meng's residence, he couldn't help but think of Liu Yuxi's inscription on a humble room. This was a very ordinary humble room, but it was doomed.
An extraordinary person was born.
Li Xiang carefully arranged his clothes, walked forward slowly, and knocked on the door knocker of Wang Meng's house.
He said slowly, "Student Li Xiang has come to meet the teacher."
Not long after, there was a soft knock on the door, and a young Confucian scholar with a jade tree and an elegant temperament walked out of the door. Although the young Confucian scholar looked only in his 20s, he was not young at all.
People's frivolity and arrogance give people a feeling of stability like a mountain, making people feel at ease at first sight.
After seeing Wang Meng, Li Xiang secretly cursed the system in his heart. Although Wang Meng was only in his 20s now, the implanted identity became his teacher. But for a moment, he ignored that he was no longer an adult in his previous life.
Now I am just a 12-year-old boy. Not to mention that Wang Meng is ten years older than me. In this era, some students are even older than their teachers.
"The student pays homage to the teacher. Today, the student suddenly had a doubt, so he came to pay homage to the teacher and asked for advice."
After hearing this, Wang Meng showed a faint smile and pointed to the room, "Sir, please go inside first. No matter what doubts you have, please go inside and talk later."
After that, without waiting for Li Xiang's reaction, he went into the house first, minding his own business, and Li Xiang had no choice but to follow closely behind.
After a cup of tea, before Li Xiang could speak, Wang Meng said to himself, "Sir, I'm afraid today's doubts are not that simple."
Li Xiang felt a wry smile in his heart. Dealing with these smart people was troublesome. He had done nothing since he entered the house, but it seemed as if Wang Meng had guessed what he was doing. Li Xiang now knew that he had nothing to do with these smart people.
There is still a huge gap between the wise men who have left a great reputation in history. Thinking of this, Li Xiang decided to get straight to the point.
Li Xiang stood up with a serious look on his face and walked slowly to Wang Meng. He first called Wang Meng and then slowly stated his intention.
"To be honest, Xiang came to see you this time, but he actually came to invite you to come out."
"This time the Xiongnu invaded with 80,000 troops, Yanmen Pass is already in danger. If something unexpected happens at Yanmen Pass, the entire Bingzhou will no longer be in danger, and Bingzhou will be completely exposed to the iron hoof of the Huns. If true.
If we let the Huns cavalry march straight in, I am afraid that by then there will not be even one out of ten people in Bingzhou. Your great talents should not be wasted in the mountains and wilderness. What's more, even if my Bingzhou is in danger, you should try your best to turn the tide. So today Li
Although Xiang is not talented, he still hopes to invite Mr. Xiang to come out and do his part to expel the Xiongnu."
"Young Master asked Wang Meng to come out to expel the Xiongnu. Wang Meng is naturally willing to help. But can you answer Meng's question?" Wang Meng asked with a faint smile.
"Sir, please ask me. Xiang will tell you everything I know."
"As far as I know, the young master is just a captain now. Even if he sends troops to support Yanmen this time, the young master is only a general in the army. Even if he has a certain say in the army by virtue of his status, he must also have a certain voice in the army.
It won't be of much use. In that case, why don't I help the governor or your father, Mr. Biejia, but instead help you, the young master?"
Li Xiang was stunned after hearing this. Wang Meng finally asked the question he was most worried about. With his current status, he really couldn't recruit such a talented person as Wang Meng.
The two were speechless for a long time.
After a period of silence, Li Xiang suddenly asked, "What do you think of the Yellow Turban Sect that has suddenly emerged in recent years?"
Wang Meng did not answer directly, "Then the Taiping Sect is now curing diseases and saving people, or it is a good thing that benefits the world. I wonder what you think of this?"
"Sir, you really think so. From Xiang's point of view, the Taiping Sect seems to be curing diseases and saving people, but in fact it is secretly recruiting followers. If this continues, I am afraid that within a few years, the Taiping Sect will develop millions or even tens of millions of followers.
Believers, I don’t know if some gentlemen think that the Yellow Turban leader has such power in his hands. What will he do then, and what will happen to the world? You can even say why the Yellow Turban leader has accumulated such power?"
After hearing this, Wang Meng finally showed a look of appreciation in his eyes. As for the situation of the Yellow Turban Sect, Wang Meng had actually predicted it in his mind, but the smooth development of the Yellow Turban Sect in recent years was beyond Wang Meng's expectation. Such a huge trend
The court seemed unaware of the formation of power, or to be more precise, the court did not want to notice it. Wang Meng had a bold guess in his mind. Although this guess was somewhat absurd, Wang Meng believed that his guess was correct.
Wang Meng met Li Xiang's eyes. From Li Xiang's eyes, Wang Meng saw a firmness and a deep ambition. Although this ambition is small for the time being, one day a single spark can start a prairie fire.
.Wang Meng felt that maybe it was time for him to come out of the mountain.
But Wang Meng remained calm on the surface, "Even if it is true as the Young Master said, why should I surrender to the Young Master? Or if I don't surrender to the Young Master, what should the Young Master do?"
In response to this, Li Xiang did not really answer, but he signaled to Xing Tian who was guarding the door. The meaning is self-evident, if he is not used by me, he will be killed by me. If Wang Meng refuses to surrender to Li Xiang today, then Wang Meng will be killed today.
Death is certain.
Wang Meng was a smart man and naturally understood what Li Xiang meant. However, he was not unhappy at all. Instead, he knelt down on one knee and said, "Wang Meng pays homage to my lord."
Li Xiang was stunned when he heard this. My lord, Wang Meng actually called him my lord. You know, even Xing Tian and Xiong Kuohai, who had been protecting him, only called him the son or the captain. And their loyalty to him was even more
Mostly because of the person who came after him, that is, his father Li Yang. Today, Wang Meng's call as lord means that from today on, he has a team that truly belongs to him. But before, Li Xiang never thought that he could directly conquer Wang Meng.
, he more planned to recruit Wang Meng into the army first, and then use time to slowly convince Wang Meng.
Li Xiang quickly helped Wang Meng up, "No sir, sir, you are Xiang's teacher. Even if you worship Xiang as your master, how can you perform such a great ceremony?" "My lord, there are differences between kings and ministers. Today I worship you as my master, so I must obey you."
The courtesy of a king and his ministers." Li Xiang smiled immediately when he heard this and said, "Today's help from my husband is like the great ancestor receiving his ovary. From now on, Xiang will have to rely more on his help."