Xie Jian clenched his hands, which hung by his sides, and said, "The Yu family is very calculating."
"Will big brother really come back?" Chen Heng was worried. In the past seven years, the old big brother of the Xie family was no longer the same person in his bones. The distance between him and the eldest sister-in-law was really as vast as heaven and earth. Even if he chose to come back, could the two of them ever return to their past?
"No matter what choice eldest brother makes in the end, everyone who plotted against the Xie family must die." Including the Duke of Yu, no matter if he was a participant or an insider, he must pay the price.
Xie Jian's tone was extremely calm, so calm that it seemed like he was just saying it casually, but Chen Heng knew that if he hadn't been thinking about this for a long time, he wouldn't have said it in such a tone.
The desire to end hatred by killing was actually hidden in the heart of this young man.
On the night when August ended, Wu Jin, Meng Xuanlang and Ouyang En arrived. Wu Jin brought two jars of his best wine.
The young men said they wanted to give Ouyang En a farewell party.
"Ouyang, you must be extremely careful when you join the army to fight this time." Meng Xuanlang warned worriedly.
Ouyang En smiled brightly: "Don't worry, I won't die before I become a general." He said with great determination: "As long as I am allowed to go to the battlefield, I will be able to kill the enemy generals with my own hands and return to the imperial capital with honors."
"Well done." Wu Jin patted his shoulder and said, "Whether you are worthy of becoming a general or not, the Wu family will cover your drinking needs for the rest of your life."
"It's a deal."
"Ouyang, if you can't win, run away. Don't waste your life." Xie Jian looked at his three close friends. What if Wanzhou was in trouble? There was no need to charge into battle for the incompetence of the rulers.
"Don't worry, come, let's drink this bowl." Ouyang En raised the bowl.
Chen Heng was serving the dishes while listening to the four people's conversation, feeling quite emotional. There was a war on the border, and the old people there were suffering, but in the imperial capital, they didn't feel it at all. Although the old people talked about it occasionally, they always regarded it as a small-scale war.
After all, such a war is nothing compared to the great conglomerate of the opposing countries that has been fighting for decades.
How can a country that has stood firm for thousands of years be easily shaken?
Chen Heng thought about the history she knew. The fall of the Great Cong Dynasty started little by little from the loss of Wanzhou, and it was caused by the treacherous minister Xie Jian. However, Xie Jian was a genuine official now, and he had not even entered the center of power.
When serving the meal to the young men, they were chatting about the current political situation. Meng Xuanlang talked the most, mentioning every adult he had met one by one.
"In ancient times, officials would get a good word, attach it to themselves, and put it into practice. Officials in modern times, get a good word, but only know how to please others. It's really ridiculous." Meng Xuanlang concluded, shaking his head and sighing.
"You have only been an official for a few days, why are you so sentimental? Don't act too old-fashioned." Wu Jin didn't understand politics, he just thought that these were nothing, and they were very rare. Now the people with the surname of Qi are living and working in peace and contentment, which is good.
"You don't understand." Meng Xuanlang was drunk, and he was in a very low mood when he thought about what he had seen the adults say, do and do in the past few months. "In ancient times, those who held official positions supported others, and those who followed officials supported themselves. When my great-grandfather was an official, every word he said was for the people of his family. Nowadays, officials only do those superficial things in front of their superiors. They are very shameless." After saying this, he burped.
Xie Jian took the bowls from Ah Heng and handed them to them, saying calmly: "Studying for the sake of passing the imperial examinations and becoming an official for one's own enjoyment, if everyone is like this, it will be the beginning of the country's decline and the foundation of national disaster." Just like him, he also took the imperial examinations for his own selfish reasons. He had thought deeply about what Da Cong was like and what the surname was like, and even felt that what did it have to do with him?
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