Chapter 5179 Military Giant

Chapter 5179 Military Giant
Is there a most perfect political system in the world?
Wu Meiniang once discussed this issue with her husband, and her husband, who was full of knowledge and possessed unparalleled wisdom, gave a positive answer - of course there is.

That is "the world belongs to all".

However, its most core concept, "everyone for me and I for everyone", can only exist in an ideal.

Humans, animals, plants...all living things in the world are essentially selfish, because the original meaning of life is survival and reproduction, and everything revolves around survival and reproduction. They try their best to survive in order to achieve the purpose of reproduction.

But resources are limited. If there is more in one place, there will inevitably be less in another place. Therefore, "struggle" is the existence mode of life. Those who are dying want to survive better, and those who are alive want to reproduce better... at any time and in any place, endlessly.

So how is it possible for everyone to “perform their respective duties and contribute their respective efforts”?

Moreover, each person is limited by differences in talent, knowledge, etc., and cannot fully understand the rules that govern the world, let alone see through the essence of things. Many times, they are guided and influenced by others, and the decisions they make may not be consistent with their own understanding.

But at the same time, Langjun also pointed out that although "the world belongs to all" only exists in ideals, any life regards it as the most noble goal. The more unattainable such a fair world is, the more it is yearned for.

Therefore, slogans such as "fairness", "freedom", "equal rights", etc. are often more able to touch people's hearts and gain more support.

Everyone knows that there is no absolute fairness, absolute freedom, or absolute equal power in the world, but this does not hinder the pursuit of "the world for all."

When the invincible army of the Tang Dynasty gave the Japanese the power to choose their own destiny, how could they not be grateful and rush to join?

If the upcoming decision is the common choice of all Japanese people, who can question it?

……

Faced with the approach of "universal choice, universal responsibility" proposed by Wu Meiniang, Li Yifu was simply amazed and impressed.

"My lady, you are extremely intelligent and thoughtful. I admire you very much."

This was by no means a compliment from Li Yifu, but came from the bottom of his heart.

He even had a thought: what would happen if such a method appeared in the Tang Dynasty one day?
Immediately, he was frightened by his own thoughts and trembled all over, and he tried hard to suppress them.

Anyone who dares to raise such a view in the Tang Dynasty is simply courting death...

Wu Meiniang did not explain that this method came from her husband. She just nodded slightly and said, "I know that you were suppressed by my husband before, and I also know the reason why he suppressed you. Now you can work for me honestly, but if you break a taboo and my husband investigates, I can't protect you."

Without waiting for Li Yifu to reply, she waved to the maid beside her.

The maid came forward holding a brocade box and presented it with both hands.

Li Yifu quickly took it with both hands.

Wu Meiniang smiled brightly: "I practiced calligraphy this morning and picked out one to give to you. It is certainly not as good as those of the great calligraphers. Take it as a souvenir."

"Thank you, Madam Wu."

Li Yifu held the brocade box in his hand, feeling quite puzzled. Why did he give me a calligraphy piece for no reason?

Seeing that Wu Meiniang picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea and had no intention of talking anymore, Li Yifu quickly said goodbye and left.

When she returned to her residence, she opened the brocade box and unfolded the calligraphy. She saw that it was the character "武". The character was neatly shaped and the strokes were sharp. There was not a trace of the coquettishness and gentleness of a woman. The structure was grand and magnificent.

Li Yifu immediately understood...

*****
A drizzle of rain soaked the land of Guanzhong, and the diffuse rain mist enveloped the green fields. The undulating mountains in the distance were painted in indigo and seemed like a dream, and they were actually a little unreal.

A cavalry unit marched in the rain, and after crossing the Xianyang Bridge, they were eager to return home and headed straight for the Jinguang Gate. The crowd waiting outside the city gate to enter the city looked anxious in the rain, complaining that the soldiers at the city gate were too slow to check, and curses were heard from time to time in the ornately decorated carriages.

When the cavalry approached the city gate, they did not line up forward, but lined up on the side. No officer shouted at them, and all the cavalrymen lined up neatly and naturally. The rain flowed down their straw raincoats and bamboo hats, so their faces could not be seen clearly, but their military majesty was solemn and a murderous aura permeated the rain.

For some reason, the people in the queue were intimidated by this momentum, and their restlessness gradually subsided. Fewer and fewer people spoke, and it became quieter and quieter.

One of the riders stepped out of the line, galloped to the foot of the city, dismounted, and handed the document in his hand to the soldier guarding the city. The soldier took a look and immediately looked horrified. He said quickly, "Please wait a moment!"

He turned around and ran into the city gate.

Soon, the captain of the city defense team, wearing a helmet and armor, ran out, came to the front of one of the cavalrymen's horses, and without caring about the mud on the ground, knelt on one knee and saluted.

"This humble general greets the Grand Commandant!"

Wow!
The people waiting to enter the city were still wondering which important figure could make the captain guarding the city so terrified. When they heard the word "Grand Marshal", there was an uproar.

It turned out to be Fang Jun, who served as the commander-in-chief of the Gongyue Dao and went to the Western Regions to resist the invasion of 200,000 Arab troops!
But how could such an important figure return to Beijing with such a small entourage and so quietly?
There was a carriage in the queue. At this time, the door opened and a gorgeously dressed woman got out of the carriage. Her underwear and hair were fragrant and her voice was sweet. Maybe she was traveling with her best friend. The woman stood on the shaft of the carriage, ignoring the rain on her head, and shouted: "May I ask the general, can we win?"

All the people looked eagerly at the cavalry team, hoping to hear a definite answer.

Among the cavalrymen, one of them took off his hat, revealing a pair of thick, ink-black, sharp eyebrows. His tired look could not hide his handsome appearance. It was Fang Jun.

Facing countless pairs of fervent and hopeful eyes, Fang Jun raised one arm high, clenched it into a fist, and shouted, "Tang Dynasty will win!"

Hundreds of soldiers behind him shouted in unison: "Tang, victory!"

This shout was like a spark falling into a pile of firewood, which instantly started a prairie fire. Everyone in the city was ecstatic, tilting their necks and roaring loudly.

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

The scene was crazy for a while.

The Tang Dynasty today cares very much about the spread of culture. There are schools throughout the provinces, counties, and even in the countryside that are dedicated to teaching the people to read and write. Every day, there are special personnel reading official bulletins to the people for free outside the county government offices and rural schools, popularizing various national policies and developments.

Therefore, many common people who work hard in the fields are also aware of national affairs and understand the far-reaching impact of the Arab invasion of the Western Regions on the crisis of the Tang Dynasty and the direct confrontation between the two superpowers in the world.

Everyone knows that the Tang Dynasty has been invincible in recent years and has no rivals in the world. However, the significance of this battle is too great after all, and it is inevitable to worry about gains and losses.

At this moment, seeing Fang Jun, who had been on an expedition to the Western Regions, quietly return to Beijing, and hearing him personally confirm the victory of this battle, everyone was naturally excited and the atmosphere was warm.

An incomparable sense of pride permeated the air amid the heavy rain.

From now on, the only superpower is the Tang Dynasty, and there will be no rivals in the world!

When the noise died down a bit, another carriage opened its door, and several women flirted with each other. One of them, a woman in pink, was pushed out. She held up an oil-paper umbrella, her beautiful face stained with blush, and she said boldly, "I am Fengdie from Zuixianlou. Erlang has returned to the capital with a great victory, and has made great contributions to the country. If you don't mind, I would like to set up a banquet in Zuixianlou to celebrate Erlang. I will offer myself to you and get drunk with you."

"Whoa whoa!"

The booing echoed through the sky, completely drowning out the sound of rain.

The pillar of the country and the giant of the military today, but he once rode around Zhangtai and looked for flowers and willows. He was also a great poet and the most talented man in the world.

Everyone still remembered Fang Jun's appearance as a dissolute young man. At this moment, seeing the courtesan from Zuixianlou in Pingkangfang inviting him on the street and expressing her willingness to spend a night of pleasure with him, they all cheered loudly.

Compared with those so-called "military gods" who are high above us, I feel much more intimate.

Fang Jun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He really didn't expect to be teased by the courtesan. He clasped his fists on horseback and said, "Thank you very much for your kindness, Miss Fengdie. However, Miss Fengdie probably hasn't been in Chang'an for long and doesn't know much about my life story. Otherwise, she would not dare to invite you."

The swallowtail butterfly girl widened her beautiful eyes, at a loss, not knowing what this meant.

Some of the children of wealthy families and wealthy businessmen nearby all burst into laughter.

"It is still unknown whether Miss Fengdie can fulfill your long-cherished wish, but I am afraid that Zuixianlou will be in trouble!"

"It's not difficult for you to invite the general, but the difficulty is that your host may not agree!"

"We don't know how many courtesans the general slept with in the past, but we know exactly how many fights he had in brothels!"

The noise of booing was getting louder and louder. Others went to a brothel to sleep with prostitutes, but when Fang Jun went there, he was tearing down the house...

The captain guarding the city wiped the rain off his face, repeatedly shouted to the noisy crowd below the city, and said loudly: "Everyone, the general has returned to the capital and is eager to enter the palace to meet His Majesty. This is a matter of military importance. Please make way for the general to go first!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone automatically moved to the sides, leaving a passage leading to the city gate. Not only that, the courtesans, young masters, merchants, and dandies sitting in the carriages got off one after another, stood by the roadside without shelter from the wind and rain, and stood with their hands folded in respect.

"We sincerely welcome the general and his soldiers to fight on the frontier and defend our country!"

"Please invite the general into the city!"

Under the gaze of hundreds of people, Fang Jun walked ahead. All the soldiers behind him took off their hats, looked solemn, and rode their horses into the city gate.

The news outside the city had already spread into the city. Inside the Jinguan Gate, countless people lined the streets to cheer in the heavy rain.

It was at this moment that Fang Jun, with his unparalleled achievements, gradually surpassed Li Ji, who was indifferent to the court, and Li Jing, who was hidden from the public, and officially became the number one person in the Tang Dynasty military.

The cheers were like rolling thunder that turned into a heavy rain, spreading to all directions and shaking the capital.