eurekapd Chapter 642 No, I'll Go Too
Chapter 642 No, I'll Go Too
Jiang Meng had never known that Prince Yi had such a resolute side. He looked up in surprise and asked, "What is your plan, Prince Yi?"
Zhou Chang was disappointed with Jiang Meng, so he encouraged himself instead: "Don't forget, I am still a first-rank soldier."
When this was mentioned, Jiang Meng became even more depressed, his tone full of disappointment and self-mockery, "I am only a general of the second rank. Not to mention the distance between me and your Highness's 'first rank military officer', even to the great general, I am afraid it is difficult, difficult, difficult..."
Zhou Chang obtained the title of "first-rank military officer" by extorting money through his identity.
But he did not intend to apologize in front of Jiang Meng. Instead, he put on a sneer on his face: "I am a first-rank soldier because of my status. It is just a decoration to keep up appearances. But I thought that Brother Jiang's second-rank general should be somewhat genuine. I didn't expect it after talking to you today. It's just like this, good-looking but useless. Yes, even if it is 'good-looking', it is not as good as the title of 'general' that you have been dreaming of."
No matter how well-mannered Jiang Meng was, he was instantly enraged. He wanted to fuss and glare, but he forced himself to hold it back.
Zhou Chang still failed to inspire Jiang Meng's fighting spirit, so he could only change his approach and snorted coldly: "Humph, but at least this 'first-rank military officer' has entered the military. Since Brother Jiang has already backed out, why not just give up the military power? I can do it too. I will go out and announce that I swear to live and die with the people of the three states and will not retreat a single step."
Jiang Meng was even more surprised and unconvinced, and he squirmed restlessly in his chair: "Your Highness, it is not good to say such things in the army. The duty of a soldier is to lead troops, this..."
"Snapped……"
Zhou Chang slapped Jiang Meng's desk beside him and said, "Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang... I'm worried about you even now."
Jiang Meng was startled, and his expression went from dejected to dazed.
Zhou Chang looked disdainful and asked, "Brother Jiang, how old are you this year?"
"Your Highness, what do you mean by this?" Jiang Meng pulled a long face and stroked his beard deliberately.
Zhou Chang narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Meng again, "No wonder, no wonder... I'm afraid others don't think you look like a great general. Brother Jiang, you look like a pampered young man, you are really not suitable for leading troops to fight. No wonder you can't even raise the morale of the soldiers."
"Your Highness, please do not judge a person by his appearance. I look young because of my grandmother's genes, not because of any maintenance." Jiang Meng was finally touched in the sore spot, and even privately thought that it was because of his overly frail appearance that he was unsuccessful in the army. He hurriedly added, "I am a soldier, and I have endured the hardships of life and the battlefield."
"Really?" Zhou Chang curled his lips, still bending over and looking down at Jiang Meng.
If Jiang Meng didn't have a beard, he would be a typical pretty boy, and no one would doubt this.
Jiang Meng finally felt uncomfortable being stared at by Zhou Chang, so he stood up suddenly and cleared his throat: "Your Highness Prince Yi, please don't look down on me. Now that we have come to this, tell me what we are going to do."
"Bang, bang, bang..." Zhou Chang slammed the table again.
"Hahaha..." Zhou Chang even laughed out loud, "Brother Jiang finally figured it out?"
Jiang Meng knew that he had fallen into a trap, but he was impulsive and didn't control his mouth.
He wanted to take back his words now, but he was not that cowardly, so he could only frown and remain silent.
Zhou Chang succeeded in provoking Jiang, and then he used a series of PUA: "Brother Jiang... At this time, you still ask me what to do? What do you want the people of the three states to do? What do you want the people who have been enslaved for many years and finally have hope? What do you want the people who have just lived a good life for two years? What do you want the soldiers who have died on the battlefield? What do you want the soldiers who have not even left their bodies? Where is the body of Brother Xian Wang still lying? If he could come back to life now, what would he say to you?"
"Don't, don't... Your Highness, please don't say these things." Jiang Meng didn't expect that Prince Yi could still have such a cannonball side. Every word he said hit him straight in the heart. Now that things have come to this, they can't turn against each other, so he can only make amends for himself, "Your Highness is still young, but don't be impatient about everything. This matter needs to be considered carefully and carefully."
Zhou Chang didn't know where his courage came from, most likely it was the consciousness of Prince Yi Fengming, but he had been holding it in for too long, so he ignored Jiang Meng and continued to hurt his heart: "Poor Brother Xian, Brother Xian, Brother Jiang seemed to be dissatisfied with my Brother Xian in the past, implying that Brother Xian relied on his status to suppress you. But now? What about now? Brother Xian has died on the battlefield, while Brother Jiang is intact, not even a hair is hurt, what does that mean?"
Jiang Meng's face became increasingly ugly.
Having said this, Zhou Chang had to take it back and quickly slowed down his tone: "So, Brother Jiang, I didn't stop you from writing the memorial just now. You can't report the death of Brother Xian Wang truthfully..."
"This..." Jiang Meng understood this truth, but he did not have the talent to praise King Xian's "great achievements".
How could Zhou Chang not understand Jiang Meng's thoughts, but as a person who had experienced the workplace in her previous life, she still had to say some words. After all, now she wanted to treat Jiang Meng as her own person from the bottom of her heart.
"Brother Jiang, you understand this principle better than I do. A general who dies on the battlefield is a hero, but a general who is poisoned by the enemy is nothing but a coward. Regarding the death of Prince Xian, we can only write that he died on the battlefield. The more heroic the better. Of course, we cannot deceive the emperor, so along with the memorial, I will attach a secret letter to tell you the truth. What do you think?"
"Your Highness Prince Yi's words make sense, and they remind me..." Jiang Meng thought seriously, "It took a long time for the army to gain prestige. This time, Your Highness Prince Xian has taken all the power and has sidelined me, the deputy governor. Submitting this memorial now will not only help save His Highness Prince Xian's reputation, but may also help win back some of the army's morale."
"Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang... I told you that you are a wise man." Now that the two of them were standing together, they were of the same height, so it was convenient for Zhou Chang to pat Jiang Meng's shoulder and act affectionately. "But, Brother Jiang, you are also an educated man. Things like 'prestige in the army' can be solved with a little thought. Why do you always treat it as a difficult matter?"
Jiang Meng's brain was not enough, and he asked blankly: "What method?"
People born into noble families are born with honor and wealth, and they don't have to think about how to fight for it. The crying child always gets milk, but some children are born with people rushing to feed them milk, so they don't need to cry at all.
Therefore, Jiang Meng really had never thought about it.