How would Zhang Lejin tell Monsellon that it was his own business. Although Li Muyun had become much more restrained after his rebirth, he still lacked compassion. Besides, the powerful people in places like this do not have a hundred lives in their hands? Even if they have compassion, they will not use them.

A few days later, Monshelong came indeed. What surprised Li Muyun was that this guy had only brought ten guards. I don’t know if it was Zhang Lejin who did not explain the situation or was still fearless.

"The King of Xiaoyao is extremely courageous, and Mengshelong admires him!" As soon as we met, Mengshelong bowed to Li Muyun, who was sitting in the lobby in accordance with the etiquette of the Tang Dynasty, and beat him generously.

"Old Meng, I'm too rewarded!" Li Muyun also bowed and waved to Tian Yuhe who was standing at the door: "Xiaotian, let's hold a banquet!"

"No!" Tian Yuhe bowed slightly, his cold eyes swept over the people coming in, and turned around.

Originally, a very nice young man with a quiet personality, after following Li Muyun for a month, his personality was completely changed, and his eyes were full of rebelliousness.

As a scholar, no one knows how Baili persisted that day, but after running thousands of miles, his originally gentle personality has been somewhat changed, and replaced by the tenacity of a warrior.

Of course, he is not the only one who has changed like this. Li Muyun's twenty students are basically the same, eating, living and mingling with ordinary soldiers, both sides are infecting each other.

At the beginning, these students could not keep up with the speed of the team's progress, so they ran with them every morning and were carried by the soldiers in the afternoon. Moreover, because they lacked experience, they often led the wrong path for the big-headed soldiers.

This is their fault, and they do not deny it, but the big-headed soldiers did not say anything. If they are wrong, they are wrong. At worst, they can turn around and walk around again. They are tired. However, since these young masters and soldiers can endure hardships and persist for a whole day, what can those big-headed soldiers say?

And the more this happens, the more the student soldiers feel sorry for the big-headed soldiers. So during that period, no matter who carries them, the soldiers will promise to write a letter to the family. Although this is not a great event for them, at least it makes these young people feel a little more comfortable.

That's it. After a while, the student soldiers and the big-headed soldiers were integrated. They infected and helped each other. The student soldiers' personalities gradually became cheerful and pleasant, and they began to swear words. After a long time, those big-headed soldiers began to ask them some knowledge, such as how to write their own names.

Now, in addition to the non-combat reduction of nearly a thousand people in the first ten days, almost every one of the remaining 9,000 people can recognize a hundred words. What’s more rare is that they not only know but also write.

If Li Er now organizes a military test, the team under Li Muyun will be the most culturally qualified army in the Tang Dynasty.

Back to the book, Tian Yuhe, who acted as a temporary housekeeper, quickly brought up the food prepared behind him and placed a large table full of them.

Li Muyun also greeted Mengshelong at this time and asked him to go to the table.

Monsellon was not vague. He was really a heroic person. He was not polite after serving the table. He should eat and drink. He did not even suspect that Li Muyun poisoned the food.

Li Muyun was a little funny to see. He ate a few bites of each dish with him. After almost the meal and drinking, he opened his mouth and said, "Lao Meng, I guess you should know the purpose of my coming here, right?"

Monsellon touched his sleeve on his mouth and said carelessly: "I know, that boy Zhang Lejin has said that since the prince's purpose is to see me, now that I have come, should Zhang Lejin's son be released too?"

Li Muyun smiled and said, "This is not a problem. If Lao Meng is willing, you can let you take him away in a while."

Monsellon was just not the so-called twists and turns. He took the conversation straightforwardly and said, "Then let's talk about the matter between us. If the prince's purpose is not wrong, it should be to quell the rebellion, right? I wonder where the prince is going to start from?"

What made Monsellon a little confused was that Li Muyun smiled: "Hehe, quell the rebellion? Is there any rebellion here?"

To be honest, this question made Monsellon a little confused about how to answer. He said yes, it was obviously inappropriate, because that was seeking death. In front of the court, he admitted that he was a rebel, which was completely seeking death.

But I said no, according to Monsellon's character, I couldn't say it. Besides, those officials were killed under his orders. If it wasn't for rebellion, someone would have to believe it.

Seeing that Mengshelong didn't speak, Li Muyun tskated and continued, "To be honest, what the court needs is a stable Jiannan Road. Your Majesty doesn't want to kill here. After all, everyone is the people of the Tang Dynasty. Although they are not the same nation, we all have the same skin color and the same language."

"It's like in a big family, although they have different branches, they have common ancestors. If we fight around ourselves, we will only make outsiders laugh at it. Don't you deny this?"

Li Muyun's view was ahead of his point. The more he heard Monsellon became more and more confused. There were already circles of threads in his eyes. After thinking for a long time, he murmured: "But, I have killed many Han officials. How should the prince explain this?"

Li Muyun pointed to Nanfang: "Of course, it was Annan's meticulous work that was done by them. They incited the people of Jiannan to cause trouble. The purpose was to go north to the Central Plains and take advantage of the Tubo's invasion of Songzhou to expand their territory."

Monshelong's face changed several times, his face was as deep as water, and he asked in confusion: "What is the purpose of the prince helping me like this? Monshelong believes that he does not have such a big face. If the prince doesn't explain it clearly today, he will never do it meticulously."

This is really a dog, why do you always encounter stubborn donkeys? Li Muyun sighed and said earnestly: "I remember just now that the court needs a peaceful and stable Jiannan Road, and this is my mission to ensure peace and safety in the area."

Monshelong's belly was not so many colorful intestines. This man had not read many books, let alone any political talent. He immediately asked back when he heard this: "Then the prince can kill him. If you guess correctly, there should be nearly 10,000 soldiers on the mountain. Killing him can be done once and for all, so why bother to find excuses for him?"

Li Muyun had to admire Mengshelong's stubbornness, lowered his head and thought for a while before slowly asking: "Old Meng, I will only ask you one thing, what do you want to do after killing officials and rebelling? Is it for the people of the land or for your own glory and wealth?"

"This..." Monsellon was stunned. To be honest, he had not thought about this problem yet. He had taken people to do it when his mind was hot. Later, he heard that more and more people were killing officials, and more and more people came to join him. Later, he had reached the point where he could not stop.

So rather than saying that Monsellon took the initiative to rebel, it would be better to say that he was forced to this point by the situation.

Seeing that he was hesitant, Li Muyun was not in a hurry to ask him to answer. He personally poured a cup of good grape wine for him and himself, picked it up and shook it in his hand and said, "This is a grape wine produced in the Western Regions. It has been aged for twenty years. If it is fought, this thing will never appear in Jiannan Road again."

After saying that, without waiting for Monsellon to speak, he pointed to the guards he brought: "Their clothes and swords will not appear again in Jiannan Road after they fight, which means that in the future you can only hunt in animal skins and bone or stone equipment."

"Of course, if you are used to it, you can also eat with a basin made of stone, a bed made of stone to sleep, a rich and beautiful dress, and a prosperous and prosperous concept. This concept will only appear in dreams."

"Also, what you have to face is the 100,000 powerful troops of the Tang Dynasty and the 100,000 soldiers armed to the teeth. They are proficient in jungle combat, know how to avoid your traps, and know your hunting habits. They will guard all the water sources and force you into desperate situations little by little."

"Your crops will be burned, your children will cry because of hunger, adult men will be taken away and sold as slaves, and women will be sold as tools for childbirth to the grasslands and the Western Regions. As for the elderly, they can be used for military merit."

"And I will use your heads to create merits and use one by one Beijing to exchange for life's glory and wealth. I will sit on a chair made of gold, taste wine from the Western Regions, eat fruits from the southern Xinjiang, and watch the grassland singers from the northern desert dance. If I have time, I may ask if you are still alive."

Cold sweat began to emerge from Monsellon's forehead. He believed that Li Muyun could do what he said. In the face of absolute strength, all kinds of courage were nonsense.

Monshelong is not afraid of death, and his tribe members are not afraid of death, but not afraid of death does not mean immortality. His soldiers are only 30,000 at most, but what about the Tang Dynasty? Such a large country does not seem to be very laborious to mobilize a large army of 100,000.

As for jungle combat, since Li Muyun could appear in front of him with ten thousand people without knowing it, this is enough to show that the Tang army does not have the ability to fight in jungle combat, but he was ignorant before and thought that the Tang army did not have such ability.

Finally, Monsellon didn't dare to think further, pressed his hand on the scimitar at his waist and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "You, you are a demon, a demon from hell. If you really do this, you will definitely die a bad death. Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go."

"Relax, relax, I just mentioned one of the possibilities, and it was what you forced me to say." Li Muyun smiled and waved his hand, raised the cup in his hand, then raised the wine and drank the wine, licked the bright red wine left at the corner of his mouth, like a fierce cover that had just eaten.

Monshelong stared at Li Muyun, his eyes no longer had the calmness he had at first. His trembling right hand exposed his inner struggle, as if he was considering whether to kill the demon in front of him.

Su Wanqing, who had been with Li Muyun, also walked up at this time, staring at Monsellon with a plain expression. As long as he had any abnormal movement, he would immediately take him down.

Only Li Muyun was still the same, put down the empty wine glass, patted Su Wanqing's arm and signaled her to retreat, then looked at Monsellon and said, "Then let's talk about the second way. Be honest and obedient, push this matter to the head of the Annan people, and then take the initiative to lead troops to fight against injustice."

"I don't care what the war is like, and I don't care how many Annan people I killed, but there is one thing, there is a kind of three-season rice in Annan. You need to get that thing back and offer it to the emperor. Of course, it's not impossible for me to hand it over for you."

"In addition, because you have made great contributions to suppressing rebellion, I will convince Your Majesty to confer your title as King Jiannan, etc., and you can enjoy everything you know. The wine from the Western Regions can make you drink until you die. Even if you change the beauties of the grassland one by one, it is enough for you to change your grandson to start a family and start a business. As for the delicious food from the Tang Dynasty, you can eat one by one."

"Also, those who follow you and want to make a name for themselves, those who have sold their lives for you will be rewarded. Of course, those who don't accept you need to kill them, and I also need their heads to go back and hand in the business. After all, I came to Jiannan Road once and couldn't do anything. You can kill these people directly or set up a trap and let my people kill them. It doesn't matter."

"Last point, I will provide your people with several jobs. Anyone who comes to work will pay them wages so that they don't have to worry about survival. The Tang Dynasty officials will come forward to preside over this matter, so you have to have another job in the future, that is, to ensure the safety of the lives of those Tang Dynasty officials."

Li Muyun finished his words leisurely, and then ignored Monsellon, as if he had already determined how he would choose.

Monsellon was moved by what he said in the end, and he was also trapped in trouble.

He is not a fool who only knows how to kill people and do whatever it takes. Otherwise, he would not have been able to bring about a dozen people to the appointment. However, the second condition mentioned by Li Muyun was too superior. Monsellon had never thought about it before.

In his opinion, Li Muyun is no matter how easy he talks, he will probably put forward some harsh demands, such as handing over the murderer and using money to buy his life.

But now, Li Muyun gave him a big gift. Not only did he not pursue his crime of rebellion, but he also gave him bad benefits.
Chapter completed!