Gao Xiang saluted and said hello to Meng Xuanzhe carelessly.
Dali is located in a land of southern barbarians, and its folk customs are fierce.
Thirty years ago, Duan Siping, the founding emperor of Dali, borrowed troops from the Thirty-seven Black Cuan tribes in the east, met in Shicheng, and attacked Nanzhao with Dong Jialuo as his military advisor. He fought for seven years, destroyed Yang Qianzhen, built Dali, and then wiped out the surrounding areas.
The disobedient barbarians have only been around for a dozen years now.
The elites in the country are still there, and the generals who are good at fighting are in their prime.
Compared to the Meng Shu soldiers who had been decadent for decades, the gap was still huge.
Gao Xiang was a lustful playboy, but he was very knowledgeable, but the soldiers of Meng and Shu were not enough to fight against the elites of Dali.
For some reason, Gao Xiang didn't have much respect for Meng Chang, let alone Meng Xuanzhe?
"On my father's orders, I came here to express my condolences to the late king..."
When he said this, he put away his frivolity, after all, the dead are the most important.
The two exchanged brief greetings.
Gao Xiang asked about the date of the funeral and then left.
Meng Xuanzhe was a little surprised, but he had no time to think about it.
According to Wang Zhaoyuan's plan, he sent his trusted aides to personally pick up Xue Juzheng from Kuizhou and enter Shu. He was treated with luxury cars and horses along the way.
The road to Shu from Jingzhou and Baidi direction is certainly not as steep as the Shu road from Jianmen direction, but it is also densely covered with mountains and swamps, making it difficult to walk.
Xue Juzheng didn't even feel the slightest bit tired under Shu's warm hospitality.
The carriage entered the capital of Shu, and Xue Ju was looking out of the window.
Along the way, Xue Juzheng always hung up the car curtains so that he could watch the scenery along the way.
Luo Youdu made no special arrangements, but a talent like Xue Juzheng naturally knew what he needed to do.
Once upon a time, the remote Sichuan, Shu, and Jiangnan were known as the last paradise, but what he saw along the way made Xue Juzheng understand that unification of the world is inevitable.
The scene along the way shows the people having a good time while passing through the cities and counties.
Xue Juzheng also went to the market to buy some local specialties. He found that some local people were bartering. The coins of the New Dynasty in the Central Plains were more popular than the coins of Shu.
This shows that the economic and political corruption of Shu has caused the people to lose confidence in Shu's financial system.
For a country, the corruption of the monetary system is extremely fatal.
But as he approached Chengdu, Xue Juzheng realized that the scenes he saw along the way were fake.
The closer you get to Chengdu, the more prosperous you can feel.
There is not a single field around Chengdu. There are flower gardens all the way around. The gentry and common people who come and go all dress uniformly, which is completely different from other places.
“This is a paradise built on the foundation of the people!”
Xue Juzheng sighed with emotion in his heart.
In fact, what he saw was just the tip of the iceberg.
Sichuan was peaceful for a long time, Meng Chang was extravagant, and his actions were effective. The nobles of the clan and the children of high-ranking officials feasted and feasted so much that some people even reached the age of thirty and did not even know the seedlings of rice and wheat.
Every spring, the Huanhua River area in Chengdu is filled with singing and music, filled with pearls and emeralds, young men from noble families, sailing in Huaxuan, and swimming in the Baihua Pond. The pavilions and pavilions are filled with exotic fruits and famous flowers.
There are endless cases of officials bending the law for personal gain, taking bribes and taking bribes. Even in the imperial examination, bribery is not exempted. It is said that those who bribe heavily will be admitted to the higher education. The examiner will determine whether he is selected based on the amount of bribe, and he will not feel ashamed.
Some judicial officials even pointed to the prison door and said, "This is my money furnace."
Sichuan and Shu have long been rotten to the core...
Xue Juzheng was warmly entertained by Meng Xuanzhe, and he made an exception and asked Wang Zhaoyuan to host a banquet in his honor.
The king of the country has died of illness, and gatherings and banquets are not allowed in the country for a certain period of time.
On behalf of Luo Youdu, Xue Juzheng expressed his sorrow for Meng Chang, announced Luo Youdu's canonization intention, and recognized the legitimacy of Meng Xuanzhe, the leader of Western Shu.
Meng Xuanzhe felt extremely aggrieved, but he had no choice but to thank him for receiving the order.
Xue Juzheng did not leave in a hurry, but stayed to attend Meng Chang's funeral to mourn Meng Chang's life.
Meng Chang was extravagant and lustful, so he used a country to support a city. People everywhere were poor, but Chengdu was rich all over.
On the day of his funeral, more than ten thousand people gathered outside the Shu Palace to mourn.
The funeral of the Lord of Shu naturally did not include mourning one by one or paying tributes to family members.
Instead, Meng Xuanzhe led the concubines, envoys from all walks of life, and civil and military officials to worship together.
Xue Juzheng had a special status, second only to Meng Xuanzhe as the concubine and concubine.
As the Minister of Etiquette, he is impeccable in etiquette and bows in a strict manner.
However, when he bowed, he actually heard the sound of swallowing saliva, and heard fragments of words in his ears, but he spoke very softly and could not understand a word clearly.
Xue Juzheng was slightly unhappy. The deceased was a great person, so doing this in front of the spirit was really disrespectful to the deceased.
He couldn't help but glance to his side. Half a step away from him, there was a person staring ahead blankly, but it was Gao Xiang, the envoy of Dali Kingdom.
They lived together in a distinguished hotel and met each other in and out, so they knew each other well.
Following his gaze, I felt slightly absent-minded and quickly lowered my eyes, not daring to look any further.
The other party turned out to be a stunningly beautiful lady, located at the side and behind, and with only half of her face, she was already seductive.
Gao Xiang was so lustful that he went to Shu to play in his early years. He was received by Meng Chang and met the peerless Lady Huarui. He was immediately fascinated and lost his soul.
Among the hundreds of beauties, Gao Xiang has seen many fair-skinned and beautiful beauties, but compared with Mrs. Huarui, all the so-called beauties have become field rats, which is more than one level behind.
After leaving the palace of the King of Shu, Gao Xiang was haunted by dreams and did not think about food or tea.
Thinking that such a fairy-like figure actually took advantage of a big fat pig that was disgusting to look at, I felt so unfair that I became upset and ended up killing someone over a trivial matter.
It is true to say that Gao Xiang was jealous of competing with others, but it was not the top brothel, but Meng Chang, the Lord of Shu.
When Meng Chang died of illness, Gao Xiang was instantly moved when he heard the news in Dali and personally requested to come to express his condolences.
He didn't come here just for Meng Chang, but because he took a fancy to Mrs. Huarui.
Wondering if I can hold the beauty back...
Although he knew it was difficult, after all, Mrs. Huarui was Meng Chang's personal concubine, second only to the queen.
But even if it doesn't work, it would be nice to meet again.
Now in this mourning hall, looking at Mrs. Hua Rui, who is dressed in plain clothes, Gao Xiang's soul is gone...
The biggest characteristic of Mrs. Huarui is that she is white, with ice-cold skin and jade bones. This word is used to describe her beauty.
Mrs. Hua Rui, who is dressed in plain clothes, has an indescribable beauty.
When Gao Xiang saw this, he felt that the trip was worthwhile.
"If I could hold a beautiful woman in my arms, I would be willing to lose ten years of my life!"
Gao Xiang couldn't help but sigh secretly.
Xue Juzheng did not stay in Shu for long. After Meng Chang's funeral, he bid farewell to Meng Xuanzhe.
Meng Xuanzhe had already finished handling Meng Chang's funeral and personally saw off Xue Juzheng.
There was a drama of giving away ten miles, giving away another ten miles, and giving away ten miles again.
Forty miles away from Chengdu Mansion, Meng Xuanzhe had been sending Xue Juzheng away from Chengdu Mansion before he really stopped.
Looking at Xue Juzheng's retreating shadow, Meng Xuanzhe and Wang Zhaoyuan looked at each other and smiled, feeling that their plan had succeeded.