I went to the temple after traveling through time, and he turned out to be a monk!

South of Gonghe River, a war broke out in Zhaoliang City, a ferry city by the river. The war between Nanchen and Beichen suddenly broke out unexpectedly.

It was Wei Liang who started this war.

He sent people to intercept a large amount of grain and grass from Beichen and transported them to Zhaoliang City. Beichen's army could not bear such a secret loss, so without saying a word, he led his troops to invade.

Wei Liang led 20,000 soldiers and horses under his command to rush for reinforcements. These soldiers and horses were originally used to deal with Danning and suppress the Hucheng army. Now they all rushed to Zhaoliang, and Nanchen could not spare any troops to trouble Danning again.

This is what Wei Liang promised Bai Zhi. In this way, Danning can be guaranteed not to be able to fight in half a year.

This also created excellent conditions for the rendezvous between the Hucheng Army and the Shanxi Army.

After doing this, Wei Liang hurried back to Chenjing.

He arrived at the inn ten miles outside Chenjing, but he hesitated to enter the city. He knew that this was a bit risky, and he would probably be held captive by the Zhuo family, who could then kill him naturally.

This vast road seems to have reached a dead end.

But he still didn't want to die, so he stopped here.

In the misty and rainy Bajiang Pavilion, everything as far as the eye can see is airtight green.

He suddenly felt at ease. His servants brought him pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and he drew another painting of green smoke and rain.

One stroke of color, one stroke of blending, just a few simple strokes, he himself admired this ingenious painting technique.

He asked the accompanying guards, "How do you like this painting?"

The guards praised repeatedly, "Prime Minister, this painting is amazing!"

He laughed dryly. Such praise was true, but he felt it was hollow.

Since he gained some power and position, the people who looked down on him in the past have changed their faces. They praise him and pursue him, but they feel boring after hearing it too much.

He took a closer look at the painting. It was such a boring painting. Apart from the green color, it was just an octagonal pavilion.

Without focus, there is no emotion.

He suddenly picked up his pen and drew a picture of a woman in the octagonal pavilion. The woman looked at the misty rain and was fascinated.

He asked the guard again, "How do you like this painting?"

"It's wonderful and artistic! The prime minister painted the lady? Why didn't he paint the face?" the guard asked him.

Mrs.

Wei Liang remembered that he had a wife.

The wife is the daughter of the Zhuo family. She married him from the beginning in order to control him. The two treated each other with respect. Greetings for three meals a day, care and concern, but not distracted.

Wei Liang knew that every move she made was carefully planned, so he couldn't feel any emotion and was wary of even responding to her concern.

As time went by, he also lost interest in women.

The person in the painting is not his wife, just a nameless person. She has no face, but she is the focus of the painting at this moment.

Because of this, the painting has emotions, and this can be called a good painting.

Wei Liangsheng had many turbulent thoughts, why could others turn their hands into clouds and rain, and never get tired throughout their lives.

Probably because he failed to find his focus, his life seemed pale and boring.

We are in the whirlpool of power, can't we just let the power fiddle with us?

Wei Liang was lost in thought when the guard came in the rain and hurriedly handed him an urgent letter.

After Wei Liang opened it and read it, his expression became solemn. He burned the urgent document and led the men and horses to gallop in the other direction.

Wei Liang asked Bai Zhi how she should choose between her conscience and her own life.

Bai Zhi said a lot, but Wei Liang only remembered one sentence, leave it to his intuition!

The letter came from Meng Yu. The letter said that Meng Ying was imprisoned by King Xuan, and King Xuan wanted to kill Meng Ying.

Although Wei Liang had done many things to feel sorry for Meng Ying and could not find his own position, when he saw the content of the letter, only one sentence came to his mind.

"I, Wei Liang, will never make a decision to harm the prince!"

Sometimes in his dreams, he seemed to be murmuring this sentence.

He hurried to Yingxue Villa. Yingxue Villa was a villa given to Concubine Mei by Emperor Jingde. After Emperor Jingde disappeared, it was taken over by the Zhuo family. Since then, no one has cared about it.

King Xuan had really sinister intentions in hiding people here.

Yingxue Villa is now surrounded by people, with many soldiers and horses, and there are soldiers and horses from several directions.

The imperial guards, the city defense, the Zhuo family's private soldiers, Meng Yu's black armored guards, and the private soldiers of Prince Xuan's palace, looked like hundreds of people, and the battle was not small.

Wei Liang led his own bodyguards, several of whom were considered masters.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he asked the guards to join the soldiers and horses, and he led the dead soldiers to bypass Yingxue Villa, hoping to sneak in from a place where no one would find it and wait and see what happens.

After making a long circuit, he found a group of black-armored guards arranged by Meng Yu in the woods. He immediately changed clothes with the black-armored guards. Fortunately, Meng Yu had arranged a passage in advance, otherwise he would not have been able to get in.

There was an overwhelming crowd in Yingxue Villa. Old Mrs. Zhuo's nine sons who were in charge of the affairs of the court were all here, as well as several important ministers. The only ones left were Emperor Meng Yu and Prince Xuan Meng Xuan.

Each of them had a nervous, depressed and angry expression on their face.

This group of people didn't even sit down, but stood in an inconspicuous courtyard, tense.

It seems that the incident happened suddenly. No one expected that Meng Ying was still alive, so they rushed over after hearing the news.

It was clearly noon, but the sky was extremely dark, and the rolling black clouds were overwhelming and falling, making it hard for people to breathe.

Meng Yu stood in the middle wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, looking out of place.

There was a person lying behind Meng Yu. Wei Liang leaned forward and changed his angle before seeing the person behind him.

The moment he saw it, Wei Liang even doubted whether this person was Meng Ying.

Wei Liang couldn't associate this man with the word Meng Ying, who was covered in rags, not fully clothed, and with disheveled hair.

There were also blood stains all over the body, festering burn marks, and a pair of bloody feet. Two toes were missing and were so swollen that they no longer looked like human feet.

Flies flew around the bloody wounds, buzzing as if they were eating a corpse.

Wei Liang's heart was trembling when he saw it.

He even denied in his heart that it must not be Meng Ying. Meng Ying should never be like this!

There was a faint breath in his chest, but otherwise he was motionless.

Wei Liang couldn't help but sneer under the mask of the black armored guard. If his greed for life was the culprit that made Meng Ying look like this, then he would be really shameless!

Meng Yu stood up in front of Meng Ying, held his head high, and shouted angrily, "I told you, Meng Ying cannot die!"

The dozen or so powerful ministers formed a fan shape to surround Meng Yu, with the corner of the small courtyard behind them.

That bright yellow color seemed to have no way out and nowhere to escape.

"Your Majesty! Think twice! If Meng Ying is alive, there will be endless troubles!"

"Your Majesty! Meng Ying is backed by the Mei family, Zhuo Ling of the Southern Shanxi Army, and Zhuo Yao of the Hucheng Army. They are all loyal to him. He also has a strong appeal among literati and merchants. If you spare his life, then Aren’t I, Dachen, going to die?”

"Your Majesty! Meng Ying must die! Do you want to be the king of subjugation?"

"Your Majesty! You should remember how Meng Ying and Emperor Jingde treated you before! How they killed Queen Zhuo? Have you forgotten all this?"

"Your Majesty! Meng Ying will not die! God cannot tolerate this!"

"Your Majesty! Please kill Meng Ying!"

……

Each one of them spoke with an unyielding aura.

Meng Yu found it a little funny.

These people all call him "Your Majesty", but who really regards him as the emperor?