There were one or two sober drinking buddies beside him, who quickly stopped him and said, "Be careful with your words, be careful with your words, Zhou Chang, you scared Uncle Cai."
Zhou Chang, who was drunk, laughed loudly and said: "What are you afraid of? Who has never died since ancient times? I'd say you're lucky if you meet Uncle Cai. At least you already know how you will die. It's not like me waiting for when to die.
How to do it is completely unknown, and this is the great terror."
He was pushed away, and he was half lying on the ground. Now he simply collapsed and lay on the ground with his hands and feet spread out like a big letter. He didn't care that his head was outside the table, and he looked at the beams on the roof with his big eyes.
With a sadness that no one else could see, he said: "In this world, you are not afraid of death. What you are afraid of is dying worthless."
"The first-class way to die is to die for the country; the second-class way to die is to die for righteousness; the third-class way to die is to die for the family, for the family." He glanced at Zhao Jidao enviously: "
I went up to Cai Bo and Zhao Shangshu as hostages in Yuncheng, and died for my family in the end. Being able to die in the third-class way of death, this life is considered a worthy one."
He said: "It's not like us. Think about those people who followed the King of East China Sea. So many talented people died in the hands of Shi Le inexplicably. Their deaths were for the country and the king, and they were of no use to the people of this world. It was a waste of their lives. It was a waste of their lives.
ah……"
Zhao Ji's head was rumbling. He didn't hear anything else the whole time, but he heard the word "death". He stumbled and ran home, wanting to ask his father why they came to Yuncheng. Could it be that
Are you really here to be Zhao Hanzhang’s hostage?
He always thought that they were forced to do nothing, he was, and so was his father.
The Wu family was forced to death by Zhao Hanzhang, and his children were forced to return to Xiping. He thought that what their father and son wanted to do was to use the emperor's power to recapture the Zhao family from Zhao Hanzhang and recapture the Zhao family army. He thought...
He had many thoughts, but looking at it today, none of them were what he thought.
But when he returned home and saw Zhao Zhongyu looking ten years older, and looking at him working at his desk with a frown on his face, he suddenly didn't dare to speak, because he was afraid of getting a definite answer from his father.
Therefore, Zhao Ji never said it out loud, but he had already unconsciously agreed with what Zhou Chang said.
Especially after Ming Yu left, he became even more sure that his father was not trying to take the Zhao family back from Zhao Hanzhang, but was helping her to recruit talents and fight for power and profit.
And all this, his father not only did not tell him, but also hid it from him.
Zhao Zhongyu turned back to look at him, and finally squeezed his lips tightly. He walked forward, stood by the bed and stared at him condescendingly: "Do you know how many aristocratic families have been exterminated since Emperor Hui ascended the throne? Do you know?
In the three years since the new emperor ascended the throne, how many prominent families have been separated and have since fallen apart?"
Zhao Ji was so shocked by his questioning that he retreated repeatedly and leaned his back on the bed, speechless.
Zhao Zhongyu's eyes gradually became sharper and his face became more solemn. He stared at his son and said, "Let me ask you, three years ago, how did the Zhao family compare to the Wei family? How does the Zhao family compare to the Wei family today?"
"Our Zhao family is just an earl, and we only have to entrust Shangcai County. The Wei family entrusts Lanling with the title of Duke of Lanling. Even if the King of Donghai wants to expand his fiefdom and changes Wei Hong to the title of Duke of Jiangxia, he
The power and reputation of the Wei family are also higher than those of my Zhao family."
"Your uncle was still struggling to support himself when he was alive. With his good name, the world will know about the Xiping Zhao family. But once he is gone, how many people in the world will remember the Xiping Zhao family? The younger members of the family are determined to become officials.
How many others can take advantage of this fame?"
"And the Wei family has two brothers, Wei Hong and Wei Jie. Three years ago, between the Zhao family and the Wei family, who would be more optimistic about the Zhao family?" Zhao Zhongyu pressed forward step by step, "But now, Wei Jie is trying to protect the family.
, took his mother’s tribe southward without hearing any news, and followed Wei Hong to stay with His Majesty’s tribe. Now only Wei Hong and the first and second house tribesmen are left struggling to support him. If there were no Zhao Hanzhang, if there were no Zhao family army, do you think Zhao
How easy can your life be?"
The reason why Zhao Zhongyu compared the Wei family and the Zhao family was because Zhao Changyu had a very good relationship with Wei Jie's grandfather, Wei Guan, and the two families were considered close friends when Zhao Changyu was still alive.
Wei Guan was older than Zhao Changyu, but he happened to be an official in the same dynasty. During the reign of Emperor Wu, Zhao Changyu opposed Emperor Hui's ascension to the throne and suggested that Emperor Wu establish another prince. Wei Guan was the prince's teacher at that time.
But his teacher
He also believed that the prince was too simple and did not agree with him inheriting the throne. Together with many ministers in the court, he proposed to change the prince.
It's a pity that Emperor Wu insisted on having his own way.
One time, Wei Guan was drunk and shot an arrow at the prince under the pretense of being blinded. As a result, he and Emperor Hui's empress Jia became enemies.
After Emperor Hui ascended the throne, Empress Jia framed him and almost had his family confiscated and his family exterminated. Although the family was not exterminated in the end, many people died unjustly.
Zhao Changyu was also on the list of liquidators at that time, but he avoided disaster by observing his maternal filial piety and taking his family back to Xiping in advance.
Later, the Wei family was imprisoned and returned to the world's attention, but the family's power was severely weakened.
When Zhao Changyu was there, the Zhao family was slightly more powerful and famous than the Wei family because of his presence. However, after Zhao Changyu died, the direct descendants of the Zhao family had no worthy descendants.
Zhao Zhi died early, and Zhao Ji had a bad reputation for discarding coffins. Zhao Yi was left with a low reputation, and Zhao Erlang was a fool. However, the Wei family had the famous Wei Jie. Although Wei Hong was not as handsome as his younger brother, his calligraphy was also impressive.
People are amazed that both brothers are famous.
Who doesn’t think that the Wei family will have a better future than the Zhao family?
But in just three years, the world was turned upside down, and the Wei family was separated. However, the Zhao family was still standing firmly on the land of Yuzhou. No one dared to easily assert that the Zhao family would be under the Wei family.
Seeing that his son was pale and speechless, Zhao Zhongyu straightened up and said coldly: "So, for the sake of the family, you can be a hostage or not!"
"If you want to live longer, don't mention Zhao Hanzhang here. If you don't mention her, not many people will remember that you are a hostage." After that, Zhao Zhongyu turned around and left.
When he got outside the door, he called the servants who were waiting for Zhao Ji and ordered: "Take good care of him to recover from his injuries. Don't tell him about the outside world. He is not allowed to go out until his injuries are completely healed."
Servants should get off.
Zhao Ji was lying on the bed, his chest heaving violently, his mind was in confusion, as if his brain was in a mush, and he couldn't think of anything.
Ming Yu, who was sent to Luoyang, had a clear mind and good spirits. The road was mostly wilderness, and it took a long time to see any human habitation. There were not many people, and there were even fewer people scattered around working in the fields.
But Ming Yu would still stop occasionally, get off the carriage and walk towards the fields.
Yuan Li and others who were escorting him did not stop him. They stopped when he let him go. Zhao Ming had ordered them to follow Ming Yu's instructions along the way.
Millet being harvested in the field.
Ming Yu walked to the field, and the man who was cutting grain heard the noise and looked up. Seeing someone with a knife, he immediately looked at them warily, "Who are you?"
He raised the sword in his hand in a bluffing manner and said, "The guard station is not far from our place. As soon as we call, the garrison will come over."
Ming Yu smiled gently and said, "Don't get me wrong, old man, we were just passing by. The sun was scorching hot and we didn't bring enough water, so I wanted to borrow some from you." This chapter has been completed!