Chapter Fifteen Meng Lin's Thoughts
The person covering Lu Bing's mouth let out a hiss, then slowly released his hand and beckoned to Lu Bing to follow him. Lu Bing followed the man out, and they walked to a small hill in the distance. After observing that there was no one around, Lu Bing asked: "Brother, what is this...?"
"Brother, I'm going to assassinate the King this time, what do you think? I mean, what's your own thought?" Meng Lin said.
Lu Biao asked with some confusion: "Big brother, I don't quite understand what you mean?"
"Just casual chat, doesn't matter what we say, let's just consider it as brothers talking about something personal." Meng Lin said with a smile.
Lu Bing watched a TV series, which said that if one interferes too much with the world after time-traveling, it would cause a disruption in time and make oneself non-existent in this world. He was afraid of this, so he didn't dare to tell Meng Lin about Zhu Hou's future as emperor. Instead, he said: "I think Zhu Hou is such an incompetent ruler, playing with the country and neglecting state affairs, everyone can overthrow him."
"Not bad," Meng Lin nodded and said: "However, Third Brother, you are naturally clever and different from your Second Brother's simplicity and straightforwardness. I have always thought that you and I are of the same kind, only I am slightly older and have more experience than you. Haven't you thought that this time is a good opportunity?"
"What a good opportunity, brother, why are you speaking so mysteriously tonight?" Lu Bing asked in puzzlement.
Meng Lin said in a low voice, "In the past, Jing Ke's assassination of Qin Shi Huang was not successful, but it made him famous for generations to come. Later, Zhang Liang, the descendant of the Prime Minister of Korea, launched a surprise attack on Qin Shi Huang at Bolangsha, which also failed, but still shook the world. You say that these unsuccessful attempts are so famous, if we succeed, wouldn't it be even more glorious and create an eternal achievement? Let's just talk about Zhang Liang, who was able to roam among the various lords because of his actions in Bolangsha. In the end, he followed Liu Bang and became one of the three heroes of the early Han dynasty along with Han Xin and Xiao He. But in my opinion, as long as we brothers work hard, our prospects will be much brighter than Zhang Liang's."
Lu Bing hesitated for a moment before bowing his head and saying: "I'd like to hear Big Brother tell me more about it."
"You see, this time the heroes of the world have gathered in Nanjing. Since ancient times, martial artists have been accustomed to using force to break the law. If we use them well, they can become our own troops. Moreover, the combat power of martial artists is much stronger than that of ordinary soldiers. On the battlefield, one can defeat ten, and they will surely sweep everything before them."
"Brother, fighting a war is not the same as getting into a fight. These people may be fierce, but they are just martial artists after all. Even if we can subdue them, it would be difficult to train them. In battle, formation and tactics are crucial. For example, no matter how skilled our martial artists are, if they charge forward without caution, the enemy will mow them down with a single volley of arrows. Moreover, these martial artists are hard to control, each one thinking they're above everyone else. I think it's unwise to use them as private soldiers."
Meng Lin's eyes lit up and he said, "Indeed worthy of being the third brother, your way of thinking is indeed extraordinary. However... since you say so, it means that you are considering future matters. In other words, you also don't object to us taking advantage of this assassination attempt on the king to expand our own power."
"Not opposed, Chairman Mao said that political power comes from the barrel of a gun. Having real power in your own hands is more important than anything else." Lu Bing said, originally he was not very old and still a naive young man, his personality couldn't help but be impulsive and casual, let alone having any loyal monarchist thoughts, if someone else heard Meng Lin's words they might have been scared to death.
"Great, great, great." Meng Lin said excitedly, aside from the three "greats", he was overjoyed: "Third Brother is indeed a true hero, such bold words and yet his face doesn't change color and his heart doesn't skip a beat. However, Big Brother has one thing he doesn't understand, who is Chairman Mao? Could it be that he's like Ninth Master, an extraordinary person?"
"It's high, how can it not be high? The Ninth Master is no match for him in a fight. I'll tell you, Chairman Mao was... never mind, never mind, I won't say it after all. Even if I told Big Brother, he wouldn't understand." Lu Bing just thought of saying something but felt it was too much trouble and gave up.
Meng Lin looked at Lu Bing with a hint of doubt, smiled and said: "Third brother's words are always profound and unpredictable, making big brother often feel embarrassed. Third brother's idea is good, I actually didn't plan to let these martial artists go to war either, this bit of reason I still understand, it's just that first we should grasp the people who can be won over in our hands, then make use of them, what does third brother think?"
Lu Biao shrugged and said, "In the past, I've seen many written works that weren't bad. In fact, these martial artists can let them play a latent role in the folk, gather intelligence, assassinate, recruit talents, as for fighting, it's still necessary to spend money to recruit strong men, honest farmers who have been trained into soldiers can fight. However, what I said earlier about spies and so on is also very important, and it's not inferior to real war, often can achieve a surprise victory, directly take the commander's head, two armies haven't fought yet, the general has already died, know yourself and know others, a hundred battles are not in danger. One is a famous battle, one is a secret calculation, complement each other must have a great effect. Sun Honglei's performance in 'Secret Calculation' was good, 'Conquest' also worked, that what big brother, you thought I didn't say the second half of the sentence, I got sick again."
Meng Lin was also used to Lu Bing saying strange things every day, and smiled without responding: "You mean like the Brocade Guard?"
"That's right, big brother has a good understanding. Children who didn't grow up drinking Sanlu milk powder are indeed smart. The Imperial Guards were like that in the beginning, but now they're corrupt and being suppressed by those eunuchs from the Eastern Depot. Alas, the Imperial Guards really don't live up to their male identity." Lu Bing shook his head and sighed.
"The imperial court's eagles and hounds, not enough to make heroes turn their heads." Meng Lin concluded, and then said: "Now that the assassination has succeeded, the world will surely be in great chaos, and the situation of warlords carving up the territory may also arise, but the greatest possibility is the struggle for power among the princes. This chaotic world is my opportunity to build merit and establish a career, so this time we take advantage of the situation and make our move, after entering Nanjing, we must win over more people, once in the city, it won't be easy to talk, we must be careful of walls having ears, that's why I called third brother here today, and upon asking, third brother indeed shares my view."
"Ah, I think so too. Since the world is going to be in chaos, we must have our own people. Just relying on Second Brother's household and business partners won't do. Let's see if we can tame these unruly heroes later. By the way, Big Brother, if the King of Yan really ascends to the throne, who do you think should be the new Emperor?" Lu Bing asked tentatively. The wheels of history were unstoppable, and with his own feelings for Zhu Houzhen, Lu Bing naturally hoped that Meng Lin could also protect Zhu Houzhen's ascension to the throne. Although at present he, Meng Lin, and Xia Dade were just ordinary people, Lu Bing had a premonition that one day they would all rise to greatness. This was perhaps a kind of fate."
"Third brother, this assassination is absolutely not as simple as we imagined. The Ning Wang rebellion has just been put down, and the powers of Wang Shouren and other real power holders, old ministers, and Yang Tinghe and other high-ranking officials are intertwined. Of course, there's also the imperial power and the eunuchs' party. Although it's said that heroes emerge in chaotic times, without the right conditions, the old veterans like Ninth Master will not be able to revive. The various powers have come together, which is unusual, and unusual things must be eliminated. When the time comes, there will be a good show to watch. If Zhu Houzhao dies, just as Ninth Master said, the eunuchs and traitors will lose their backing and will definitely fall, but even a dying insect can still struggle, and it's unlikely that these people who hold power will really be weak and incompetent like they say? I don't think so. Since Ninth Master has made you the vanguard of this assassination, he won't put all the responsibility on your shoulders alone. There must be others who will act with you, and when things don't go well, you'll retreat quickly, don't be reckless and become a scapegoat. Throughout history, those who start rebellions first usually only leave behind a faint mark and rarely win ultimate victory. Those who face south and back north to become the Son of Heaven are few. Therefore, we must learn to endure, and hide our abilities until the right moment to act."
"My brother, remember the teachings of our elder brother. We are still very weak, so weak that these major powers can't even see us. It's not easy to survive in the cracks, but it's also not easy to perish." Lu Biao expressed his own views.
Meng Lin nodded, with a hint of excitement, saying: "In the past, Liu Bang was also just an ordinary citizen, surviving in the cracks, and eventually became the master of the world. Our great ancestor Zhu Yuanzhang was nothing more than a beggar monk by birth. So, if we have the opportunity, you and I brothers can replace him, don't forget each other when we become rich and noble."
Lu Biao suddenly shuddered, he had thought about being a high-ranking official, walking horizontally on the street, and leading tens of thousands of soldiers with a majestic aura. He had also thought about how others would avoid him when he walked down the street, and how young women would gaze at him with affectionate eyes. However, Lu Biao never thought about becoming an emperor, not even if you killed him. Although being an emperor was great, having control over everything under heaven, having access to countless women in the three palaces and six courtyards, and being able to do whatever he wanted without anyone daring to stop him, including building a harem like Zhu Houzhao's. However, becoming an emperor meant standing on the blood of countless people, whether it was on TV or in history books. Lu Biao understood that being an emperor was a lonely path, with no family, friends, brothers, or women to trust, only oneself. If not, one would end up losing their head. This was the road of emperors, especially those who founded dynasties.
Lu Bing silently shook his head, he didn't want to live like that, it was too tiring. Life is just two words: enjoyable! Being an emperor is not enjoyable at all, too exhausting. Lu Bing doesn't need this kind of life. Although people have to suffer and endure hardships and grievances while alive, but using too much unhappiness and suspicion in exchange for a lifetime of wealth, fame, and glory that will be remembered in history, this is something Lu Bing cannot do.
Moreover, if that day really comes, younger brother Zhu Houzhen, Ninth Master, sworn brothers and friends may become enemies. A person doesn't need much space, after death a small patch of yellow earth is enough, but while alive it's all about enjoying life. Eating the best dishes, drinking the finest wine, making lifelong friendships! Lu Bing makes up his mind that no matter what he will not fight for dominance, if one day brothers turn against each other and engage in bloody battles, he will definitely retire from the world and never ask about worldly affairs again.
Meng Lin looked at the silent Lu Bing, thinking that his previous sentence had scared Lu Bing, and couldn't help but secretly laugh at how young and timid Lu Bing was. He hastily said: "Don't worry, don't worry, this matter has too many variables, let's discuss it again when the time comes."
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