Chapter 198: Old friends reunite

Nehru.

Sta had no choice now, so he asked the envoy to tell Jiang Lang that he had found it. However, before this person was brought, Jiang Lang naturally could not send out the weapon easily. After all, Nehru could not be said to be.

Sta and others were completely trustworthy.

Now the main thing is one word, wait!

Jiang Lang naturally could afford to wait. This matter was somewhat annoying. This annoying thing was solved. The next thing was the thing he had to face. Time was approaching. If history develops as before, at this moment, he would have to find a way to change history!

When he assassinated Wang Zhen, Jiang Lang thought he could change history, but later he found that although Wang Zhen was dead, the history of the Ming Dynasty continued to develop according to the previous ones. Yingzong was still arrested, and the Ming Dynasty was still beaten to almost destroy the country.

So this time I can't be careless, I have to do it thoroughly!

So on the one hand, Jiang Lang sent people to pay close attention to the three people related to this gate-snatching incident in history. On the other hand, he was also actively preparing. He did not intend to stop this incident, but took advantage of the rare opportunity of this incident to justify the elimination of some people who threatened him, and the most threatening one was actually the emperor.

So now Jiang Lang is waiting for the opportunity!

However, before this, Jiang Lang suddenly felt nostalgic and wanted to meet those old friends at the time. However, in the capital, there were still a few old friends!

Yesen, Tutuobuhua, these people are all in the capital!

Jiang Lang decided to meet them. He hadn't seen each other for a long time, and suddenly he missed him a little.

After leaving the gate of the Dongchang Factory Guard, Jiang Lang rode on his horse and walked towards the place where Yesen was imprisoned.

There is naturally a place where Yesian is imprisoned in this capital, and it is also a small courtyard. It is controlled by food and accommodation for a day. Of course, it is not allowed to walk around at will. Although the thorns have been destroyed now, Yesian is still imprisoned here. After all, for the Ming Dynasty, he is a very dangerous person.

Jiang Lang came to this place where Yesen was imprisoned. The guards at the door knew Jiang Lang and immediately got out of here!

After putting down his horse, Jiang Lang walked in. This small courtyard was not big, just three rooms, and there were only people taking care of Yesen. After all, he was the dignified national teacher of Watshu. He once almost forced the Ming Dynasty into a desperate situation. Da Ming still took good care of such an enemy. Although he was not as glorious as a national teacher before, he did not have to worry about food and drink.

Now Yexian is drinking slowly. Although it is only afternoon and it is not yet evening, he heard footsteps, and turned his head slightly, saw Jiang Lang, smiled and said, "I thought someone was here, it's all this dignified factory governor, I admire him for a long time, and for a long time!"

Jiang Lang and Tuotuobuhua Yexian were defeated. Although he had been imprisoned here for many years, Yexian did not forget his grudges. So when he saw Jiang Lang coming, of course he couldn't help but ridicule him!

Jiang Lang was not angry, and there was no need to be angry. Now Yesen is just a twilight old man. There is no such thing as the prestige of the National Master Wastu. He said a few words, just make a joke. He smiled slightly and said, "National Master, it's been a few years. Haven't you let it go yet?"

"Let me go?"

Yexian seemed to hear something very funny, then shook his head and said, "It's so simple, let go? If I forced you to this point, would you let go?"

"Won't!"

Jiang Lang said very honestly, then sat down, picked up Yesian's wine pot, and took a sip of it. Wine was not a good wine. Although it was also given to wine, of course it was not those high-end wines anymore!

"You can drink this wine too?"

Yexian asked strangely, although he was still very uncomfortable!

Jiang Lang shook his head and said, "In my eyes, this wine is very good. I am just a rough person. Drinking is about pleasure. Although this wine is not a good wine, it tastes very refreshing. In one word, it is refreshing, very refreshing!"

After saying that, he took a few more sips into his mouth, but drinking this way of drinking is of course not enough. The wine was also finished, and nothing was left.

Jiang Lang shook the wine pot, obviously there was no wine inside, so he turned his head and shouted, "Go and get me wine!"

The soldiers dared not to ignore the factory's supervisor. They hurriedly ran out and quickly brought a few pots of wine!

Jiang Lang took the wine to the front and said, "National Master, I know that you hate me so much now, but this is not important. For me, everyone is just their own masters. I am a member of the Ming Dynasty and a minister of the Ming Dynasty. Everything I do is for the Ming Dynasty. Even if I become an enemy with you, it doesn't matter. But I have to admit that I am very happy to have you, as an enemy. Come and have a drink for us!"

After saying that, he picked up the wine pot and poured it into his mouth, and there was no such thing as the Dongchang Factory Supervisor!

Ye couldn't help but be stunned, looked at Jiang Lang with a little surprise, and then looked at the pot in front of him. He was still a little angry, but he still picked it up and said nothing nonsense. He directly poured two mouthfuls into his mouth, and then put it down!

Jiang Lang sighed comfortably and placed the wine pot on the table!

"How is the thorn now?"

Yexian suddenly asked, "You must know that he was once the national guru of Washi after all, and of course he was very involved in Washi. He has been imprisoned here for many years. Jiang Lang ordered that he be prohibited from revealing any information to him, so Yexian didn't know what was happening outside. He only knew that he was eating, drinking, sleeping all day long, and having fun every day!

Jiang Lang pondered for a moment, and thought in his heart whether there was any need to tell Yesian about this matter. If what he said would be too irritating to him. However, seeing that Yesian was already a little old, he felt a little uncomfortable and said, "There are no thorns now!"

"What?"

Yexian looked at Jiang Lang in surprise, and his eyes were disbelief. The thorns were gone. The vast grassland, countless cattle and sheep, and countless warriors on the grassland, were gone.

Yesen felt it was hard to accept this, and immediately asked again: "What does it mean to say that there is no more?"

Jiang Lang did not hide it, saying, "When we attacked Gao Qiang, Tutuobuhua actually colluded with Gao Qiang to deal with us, which made us attack from both sides and fell into a desperate situation for a while. So after we defeated Gao Qiang, we also killed Watshu. Now there is no Watshu country. This land has been completely classified as the territory of the Ming Dynasty, but your people are still there. The Ming Dynasty is still relatively tolerant of them and has many preferential policies, so they live very well, so you can rest assured of this!"

Yesen was not at all relieved. His eyes were already a little dull. He looked in front of him blankly and muttered, "There are no thorns?"

In his heart, he was defeated, but this tile tile is still the world of Tutuobuhua, and it is also the world of his own grassland people. But he never thought that after these years, Tutuobuhua was defeated, and this tile tile has become history. Now, the tile tile is already the territory of the Ming Dynasty. Although he fought with Tutuobuhua for the throne, no matter what, he was a tile tile tile. Now that he heard that the tile tile tile no longer exists, he naturally felt completely disappointed in his heart!

After pondering for a while, he asked again: "What about Tuotuofuhua?"

"He is also in the capital, not far from where you live!"

Jiang Lang also replied!

He also listened first, picked up the wine pot, drank the wine pot, then laughed a few times, and cursed: "You deserved it, Tuotuo Buhua. You really think that the Ming Dynasty people are fools, you obey your mercy and let you do everything. Now, you have become a prisoner, and this tile tile has become someone else's Ming Dynasty. You deserve it, you are the sinner of the tile tile!"

Yexian's anger was imaginable. In his heart, he was deeply despised for Tutuobuhua. He never thought that the thorns were destroyed in Tutuobuhua's hands and their country was destroyed. I remember that he almost destroyed the Ming Dynasty people at the beginning!

After cursing for a while, Ye Yexian was tired, he threw the wine pot in his hand hard, then turned around and asked, "Then have you become a hero of the Ming Dynasty?"

Jiang Lang was very humble and said, "I am not a hero. Those soldiers who died in battle are the heroes. In fact, we did not plan to take down the thorns at first, but the situation in the future forces us to do this!"

"You have no plan to take down the thorns immediately!"

Yexian added that he actually understood very well that the Ming Dynasty could not let the tibia go easily. The powerful Ming Dynasty would sooner or later attack the tibia. This was just a matter of time. No matter which dynasty, the powerful grassland was determined to attack the tibia, but the powerful Central Plains also regarded the tibia as its biggest enemy. From the earliest Huns of the Han Dynasty to the current tibia, the war never stopped. So Yexian said that the Ming Dynasty had not thought about taking the tibia, but it was just thinking about whether it was now. They wanted to take the tibia and recuperate for a while before they planned to attack the tibia. Now, Tuotuobuhua and Gao Qiangren colluded with him, just to advance the time for his own destruction!

Jiang Lang did not answer. As Ye Xian said, the Ming Dynasty had no plan to take down the twat immediately. In the Ming Dynasty's plan, the time to attack the twat should actually be a few years later. A war is a great war of attrition, and the Ming Dynasty could not fight one after another. This is a huge burden for the country, so it takes several years to recover after a war, but it does not mean that the Ming Dynasty did not attack the twatwa. At the beginning, the twatwa almost defeated the Ming Dynasty's country. This was a shame and remained in everyone's hearts. Of course, this shame has to be washed away, and the way to wash it is to destroy the twatwa!

Seeing that Jiang Lang did not answer, Ye Tian laughed the same way and said, "I knew that the ambitions of the people of the Ming Dynasty were actually very large!"

"Actually, your ambition is not small!"

Jiang Lang also answered the same!

Ye was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "You are right. My ambition was not small at the beginning, but unfortunately, my ambition was interrupted by you and Tuotuobuhua. Now I am just a bad old man!"

Speaking of this, Yexian's voice became low, he picked up the wine pot, and took a few more mouthfuls. Everything had become what he used to be. No matter how glorious or brave he was at that time, he was just a bad old man, and the hero was old!

Jiang Lang suddenly remembered a poem, the theme song in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms": The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, the waves wash away all the heroes. The right and wrong, success and failure turn empty. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. The white-haired fishermen and woodcutters are used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine meets each other happily. How many things in ancient and modern times are all laughing at.

Now look at Yesen, it seems that he understands the artistic conception in this word very much!

Whether it is a hero or a bear, this person’s decades of life is not a dry bone in the end, whether it is success or failure, it is just a joke from later generations. Hundreds of years later, who remembers? In China’s more than 5,000 years, the names of some people are not recorded in history books at all. Although they have been glorious, even if they have been recorded, they are just a comment from later generations. Just as Genghis Khan of Mongolia was then just in Mao Zedong’s poem: Genghis Khan, a genius of a generation, only knows how to bend his bow and shoot big eagles!

If that's the case, why bother to be too serious?

And the past history is just like a mirror, just like in "Zizhi Tongjian" says, learning from history. But history is certainly a mirror, if there is no rich or even painful and cruel life experience, that mirror is just useless, and at most it is just lively and beautiful.

Since "right and wrong, success and failure" are like passing clouds, there is no need to be upset or calculating; it is better to express your feelings for mountains and rivers, ask the fishermen and woodcutters to be fun, and be companion with the autumn moon and spring breeze, and be content with the feeling in front of you that you have become a prisoner before your life's ambitions have been fulfilled. Although it has been many years, he still has not jumped out of the scope of fame and fortune. In fact, let alone him, he is still the same. He is also an ordinary person and cannot jump out, so he cannot do it like a fisherman and woodcutter, laughing about the past and present, and seeking peace for a while! He cannot meet his close friend as a pleasure, and uses the rise and fall of the past dynasties as jokes to help the wine rise and fall.

Actually, I have no confidant. Once I take the initiative, I have no confidant. The so-called high places are so cold. In fact, sometimes this is also a kind of loneliness!

Whether in the past, present, or in the future, chasing fame and fortune seems to be the way for some people to survive, but fame and fortune are often painful and difficult to extricate themselves.

To understand the essence of life, you don’t have to experience the suffering of pain and exhaustion. Learning from other people’s life insights can sometimes make people suddenly enlightened.

I have also thought about making achievements, of course, showing heroism, and of course pursuing eternal value in the ruthless passage. But I must be able to take it, go in, and let it go. If I want to see the inevitable trend of historical development and see my position and possible role in history, my depth and vision must be constantly tempered in life.

The waves are running and flowing, and the surging rivers never stop. Let the rivers wash away all the world's affairs and turn into a surging trend. History must always move forward continuously without being transferred by human will. The dead are like this, and no one can keep the pace of time. But people are unwilling to let things go and go with the flow.

The green mountains are not old, and you can see all the cool things; you can laugh with wine and let them go and let them wash away all the worldly things and turn into a surging trend.

And when I grow old, I'm actually just a joke in the rolling Yangtze River water!

Thinking of this, Jiang Lang suddenly felt a little enlightened. Even with such enlightenment, Jiang Lang had no idea of ​​giving up like this. If the court was a quagmire, he was already in a deep state and could not pull it out. The only thing he could do was to continue walking. He could become the emperor's hero and the hero in the hearts of the people. But when he grows old in the future and some of his own things are known to the world, he might become the other person he despised by the world at that time!

But by then, I am dead, so I don’t exist, but I care about anything. At that time, I am just a joke from others. Perhaps in the history books hundreds of years later, there will be a sentence like this: The Ming Dynasty conquered Koumu, North Korea, and Mongolia. The leading general is called Wang Dacai! Perhaps there will be students who laughed and said, “Wang Dacai, a rustic name!”

Shaking his head slightly, Jiang Lang picked up the chopsticks, then knocked on the bowl, and sang in a low voice: Rolling in the Yangtze River, the water flows eastward, the waves wash away all the heroes. Right and wrong, success and failure turn empty. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. The white-haired fishermen and woodcutters are on the river bank, and they are used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine meets each other happily. How many things in ancient and modern times are all laughing at.

After singing, Jiang Lang smiled and said, "Teacher, why bother with the past? To put it bluntly. After we all return to old age, we are just a joke from others. If you have drunk wine, come and have a drink!"

I was silent for a moment, but I still raised the wine pot, then gently touched Jiang Lang, and then the two of them drank happily. Soon, the wine was finished again!

"Go and get wine for me!"

Jiang Lang shouted loudly!

Yexian suddenly sighed at this time and said, "Mr. Wang, I have a request that after I return to heaven, I can send my ashes back to the thorns!"

The fallen leaves return to their roots. Even if they die, they are still the ghost of the grassland and the soul of the grassland. From the grassland, then go back to the grassland!
Chapter completed!