Fast through the cannon fodder of the mission to counterattack

Chapter 318
King An ascended the throne smoothly, and the world changed hands.

Amnesty for the world, the enthronement ceremony of King An Qi Li was presided over by Meng Li.

According to the custom, she wants to pray to God.

Meng Li went through the process step by step. Qi Li was wearing a dragon robe, full of vigor and ambition.

Meng Li was wearing the national teacher's uniform, heavy and cumbersome, and looked at Qi Li.

Today, he has long since faded away from the childish look he had back then, and when he looks at people, he always has his own aura, which shows that he has a lot of scheming.

This is a path that must be taken, and it is also an inevitable change.

But the former emperor, Qi Li did not kill him, but imprisoned him in the palace with those concubines.

As for what Qi Li plans to do in the future, Meng Li has no interest.

But thinking about it, Qi Li wouldn't kill him blatantly, it's a matter of saving face, and at this time, it's not appropriate to see blood.

Qi Li became the emperor, remembering that it was Meng Li who said that he had a purple aura all over his body, so he took this path, he couldn't help respecting the national teacher even more.

The national teacher really has a good plan.

In fact, this can be regarded as a causal relationship. Meng Li said that Qi Li was surrounded by purple energy, and Qi Li chose this path. If Meng Li didn't say anything, he would blindly endure and be his prince cautiously just like in the plot.

In terms of state affairs, Qi Li chose to discuss many things with Meng Li.

Meng Li has always been indifferent, neither flattered nor conceited.

Just do your part.

The advice I can give Qi Li is to reduce taxes and taxes, recuperate, relieve the suffering of the people, and tell the world that the world has changed, work hard, and don't just go away with the so-called rebels.

Life can be guaranteed, so why fight it?

The top outstanding people are a minority, and most of them are still going to be cannon fodder.

For organizations that are still active in the civil society, those who can be recruited will be recruited, and those who cannot be recruited will be directly exterminated.

Those who do not accept the recruitment, don't they have an ambition in their hearts?

Qi Li was overjoyed, his thoughts coincided with Meng Li's, since he had taken the throne, the world was his, and he had to clean up this mess.

To Meng Li's regret, Prime Minister You resigned.

It's not that he loves the previous emperor so much, but because the former emperor entrusted him to help him, but he failed.

No help, the emperor changed people.

Prime Minister You felt shameless in officialdom.

Meng Li felt relieved after thinking about it, everyone has their own choice, and Prime Minister You's choice is not necessarily wrong.

I'm old, I want to rest, I don't want to live in intrigue, and it's better to live a few days of cleanliness.

It's just that there is one less good prime minister in the world, and the right prime minister in the hands of Qi Li will definitely be able to exert his residual heat.

The situation is settled, Qi Li is busy making drastic reforms, and Meng Li stays at the National Teacher's Mansion except for going to court.

Xiao Zhuo is almost ten years old. He is a young boy, but he likes to shake a fan.

Sometimes he pretends to be an adult, his skin has also been whitened in the National Teacher's Mansion, his appearance is more outstanding, and his temperament is different from the past. He has lost the timid look of the past and has become generous and comfortable.

The change of the environment on a person is profound.

The youngest child who was still breastfeeding can already walk, and the other child can shake his head and read aloud while holding a book.

Sitting in the pavilion, Meng Li watched Xiao Zhuo practice martial arts in the yard, smiled slightly, and looked up at the sky. The sky was clear and cloudless, giving her a feeling of tranquility.

only……

What about the demon king?

It's been almost two years, Meng Li rubbed the center of his eyebrows, the Demon King really made her worry.

She has a lot of questions about the power of space in her mind and wants to ask the Demon King.

"Master, Master."

Xiao Zhuo's voice sounded.

Meng Li looked over, Xiao Zhuo's forehead was covered with sweat, he ran towards Meng Li, and saluted politely.

Meng Li smiled and said:
"what happened?"

"Master, I have practiced a set of moves, can I dance for Master to show?" Xiao Zhuo glanced at Meng Li's face, and immediately turned away.

Want to see, but dare not look more.

The master is gentle and strict, unlike the deceased mother who used words to slander him, the master will not do this, and will only punish him, but he would rather accept the punishment than be reprimanded by the mouth.

When he didn't make mistakes, the master was always gentle, his voice was never high, and he controlled it very well.

Meng Li nodded.

Xiao Zhuo went to the open space first, and started dancing with his sword. After all, he was a child, and his heart was restless. When dancing the sword, he always took time to take a look at Meng Li.

That look yearns for affirmation, for praise.

Meng Li looked at Xiao Zhuo with a calm expression from the beginning to the end.

Xiao Zhuo's talent is actually good, but Gu Yi feels that Xiao Zhuo was already seven or eight years old when he came to the National Teacher's Mansion, and he is not as pure as he was raised by the National Teacher's Mansion.

But Meng Li still accepts him as a disciple and is willing to give him a chance.

But with the discovery in the past two years, Xiao Zhuo is particularly concerned about her thoughts and expressions, and seems to have a lot of admiration?
Seeing that Meng Li didn't respond, Xiao Zhuo felt an indescribable disappointment in his heart.

Practicing hard is just to get a word from the master, and he never cares about other people.

He said:

"Master, isn't Xiao Zhuo good at dancing?" Xiao Zhuo was ten years old, his voice was immature, and it was difficult to distinguish between men and women.

Meng Li shook his head:
"For those who practice martial arts, the biggest taboo is distraction. You look at me from time to time, and how much effort do you spend on strength and moves?"

Xiao Zhuo pursed his lips and said:

"But master, the disciple has already remembered every move and style, and besides, it's just dancing for the master..."

His voice became weaker and weaker, and his expression became more and more guilty. If it weren't for Meng Li's good ears, he wouldn't be able to hear what he said in the end.

"You are still young, you don't have many times against the enemy, and you still need to comprehend."

"Motions are not static, they are ever-changing. Rigid practice is of little use." Meng Li said lightly.

ten year old child.

In modern times, you are still in primary school, you don’t understand anything, and you are carefree, but in this era, when you are ten years old, you have to learn many things.

As soon as Meng Li finished speaking, he heard a mocking voice:

"Teaching others, have you understood what this king gave you?"

Meng Li: ...

shut up.

Come back and hurt her.

Meng Li looked at Xiao Zhuo, who still had the same guilty expression as before, as if he hadn't heard the voice of the Demon King at all.

Meng Li ignored the Demon King and said to Xiao Zhuo:

"It may be that I have too high expectations of you. You have studied so hard, and you have done a good job."

"Really? Master?"

Xiao Zhuo stared at the ground, lowered his head and asked.

Meng Li hummed and smiled:
"I hope you can perform better."

Xiao Zhuo also laughed, and he said:

"Master, this disciple will definitely work harder. Believe me, this disciple will definitely meet Master's expectations."

(End of this chapter)