When Zhang Xingyi heard this, he said something dissatisfied.
"Did I say something wrong?"
Feng Yongyong asked unconvinced.
"That's the truth, but it can't be said that way."
Zhang Xingyi glared at him, angrily saying, "The more senior you are, the more you understand this truth."
"The ancients said that a teacher must have a reputation. Even if Sun Quan attacked Jingzhou, it would still be in the name of the late emperor who borrowed Nanjun but did not return it."
"Between the two countries, the meat-eaters each have their own plans. This is nothing. What's more, we still have the righteousness of the Han Dynasty at our disposal."
"But the people down there are not meat eaters, how can you still expect them to understand these principles? Where do you put education?"
"If you only care about profit, then the ruler and his ministers will be unrighteous and the people will be rude. At that time, everyone will put profit first, brothers will turn against each other because of profit, and father and son will become enemies because of profit."
"If the mother is unkind and the son is unfilial, even though there are various methods, it still cannot be cured. I am afraid that the prison cells will be crowded with prisoners."
"So, as long as the superiors understand this kind of thing, don't shout about it everywhere! You don't know what your reputation was like in the past few years?"
"How many people are waiting to catch you now, and you haven't noticed yet."
When Feng Yong heard Zhang Xingyi say these words, he felt even more dissatisfied.
You are thinking foolishly, and you should not do it!
Just thinking about later generations advocating the combination of governing the country by law and governing the country by virtue, Feng Junhou pretended to be full of disdain.
I don’t have the same experience as you, a feudal woman!
"Get out of the way, it's so crowded and it's too hot."
Zhang Xingyi ignored him and pushed him hard again.
This time, Feng Yong was pushed away and he simply pulled a chair over.
"Siniang, I have an idea."
"What?"
Zhang Xingyi turned his head and glanced at him.
Feng Yong cleared his throat, gathered his thoughts, and then said:
"Before sending troops to Jincheng, I had imagined that under the current circumstances, the pseudo-emperor of Cao Wei must do something to stabilize his position."
"Now we deliberately leak the news about Jincheng and Xiping to Guanzhong, and Sun Quan proclaims himself emperor, so this forces Cao Rui to take action."
"Otherwise, I'm afraid the emperor of Wei will no longer have any prestige at all."
Things like people's hearts and morale are usually invisible and intangible. If we say they are not important, it is because we have not reached the critical moment.
When it really comes to a pinch, you can see its effect.
Zhang Xingyi thought for a moment and nodded, "Given the current situation in Wei State, if Cao Rui has some ambition, he must find a way to restore his reputation."
Feng Yong smiled confidently, "Last year during the Battle of Longyou, Cao Rui came to Chang'an in person, which shows how high-spirited he is."
"So when I think about it, this person will not just sit back and watch Liangzhou lose, let alone watch Sun Quan become emperor and remain indifferent."
"Indifferent?"
Zhang Xingyi repeated it, as if thinking about the meaning of the word, and then nodded, "This is a good word."
"Talk about Cao Rui!"
Feng Yong gave a serious reminder, a little dissatisfied with her focusing on words instead of focusing on business.
"Okay, okay, you say."
Zhang Xing recalled that when she first met him, she also said something to her aunt about the worldly affairs.
Xindao's casual words were different from others, but he didn't take it seriously. He really didn't know what to say about him.
Feng Yong then continued, "You said that if we captured Jincheng and Xiping, it would have stimulated Cao Rui."
"Sun Quan happens to be focusing on the east now. Wouldn't it be a great thing if he could provoke a war between Cao Wei and Soochow?"
Zhang Xingyi looked at him suspiciously, "Cao Cao and Soochow are so talented, how can you mobilize them to fight?"
"Let me ask you, if Cao Rui wants to win people's hearts, what should he do?"
"Loading people and attacking territory externally to show military prowess, and working hard internally to win people's hearts."
Feng Yong slapped his thigh and said, "Wow! Heroes really have the same vision. Siniang and I really have a clear understanding..."
Zhang Xingyi didn't expect that this person would suddenly say something like this when he was talking about business. At that moment, his heart trembled and he spat:
"Nonsense again! Who just wanted to say something serious?"
"Ahem, I mean, my previous guess about Cao Rui was the same as Siniang's idea."
Feng Junhou secretly said that my skill of passively seducing women is too powerful. This is not good, not good!
You should be more careful in the future.
"It's just that when I think about it, Cao Rui is more likely to show off his skills to others."
Zhang Xingyi asked: "Why?"
"Didn't I just say it? Cao Rui is very ambitious. In addition, Cao Wei sits in the hinterland of the Central Plains and occupies eight percent of the world."
"He has suffered a lot of losses, and he is afraid that he is unwilling to swallow this breath. Also, the news from Nakahara Sesaku said that when he first came to the throne, he carried out a large-scale construction project."
"It can be seen from this that this person is still a man who enjoys great achievements. Although Cao Wei has suffered a great defeat, he only lost the territory of Longyou, and at least he still has the strength to fight."
"So for this person, it would be too long to work hard on internal treatment for several years. He may not have the patience to wait."
With Zhuge Laoyao's political talent, he endured six years of silence after seclusion and colonization, and then reappeared in front of the world.
The situation in Cao Wei is much more complicated than that in Shu.
The relationships among aristocratic families, powerful ministers, and clans are complicated. How many years does Cao Rui have to endure?
Let’s look at how he liked to carry out large-scale construction projects from the very beginning. He was able to listen to advice at first, but later on, he became more and more uncontrollable.
Feng Yong didn't believe that he could endure it for so many years when he still had some strength left.
After Feng Yong analyzed it, he didn't get a response from Zhang Xingyi. He looked up and saw that her eyes were very strange.
So he pushed her and asked, "What do you think?"
Zhang Xingyi answered the question and said: "I think there is a sentence that makes sense."
"What?"
"The King of Dark Ghosts is far-sighted and far-sighted."
Feng Junhou was stunned at first and didn't understand for a while.
After thinking for a while, he suddenly reacted and became furious, "Can you please speak properly!"
"Sir, this Han is quite easy to talk to when he comes to Xiping."
In the Tufa tribe's tent near Longyi City in the far west of Xiping County, Tufa Tian stood by the fire pond and said to Bald Pigu.
During the coldest time of the year, the Bald Tribe moved as far east as possible to Xiping County in order to exchange food with the Han people.
The Wei people's anomalies a few months ago made Bald Man feel like a frightened bird and stayed away from Xiping.
After all, last year, the Bald Hair Ministry secretly communicated with the Han people. Who knows if the Wei people hold a grudge and want to settle old scores?
It was not until two months later that the Han flag was raised on the top of the city of Xidu that they realized that it was the Han people who had entered Xiping.
"Being nice doesn't necessarily mean you have good intentions!"
The bald man picked up a piece of dried cow dung and threw it into the fire pit. His eyes were unfocused, as if he was mumbling to himself, and he seemed to be talking to the bald man.
The bald man knew exactly what the adults meant.
But he still said nonchalantly, "It's better than being with Wei people, right?"
The Wei people always liked to recruit warriors from their tribes to fight in wars, but they also lowered the prices of cattle, sheep and horses, and raised the prices of grain.
Even in winter, they are not even willing to sell food to themselves.
In contrast, Bald Khotan is definitely more inclined to Feng Langjun.
After all, Feng Langjun once gave his tribe directions to find pastures.
In fact, he even regrets it now.
If Mr. Han hadn't disrupted the situation in Longxi, or if he could have dissuaded the adults, the situation between the Bald Hair Department and the Han people might not be so awkward now.
Thinking of this, the bald Tianli couldn't help but sigh, "It's all the fault of that guy surnamed Han."
The bald-haired Pi Gu shook his head, "The strategy of driving away wolves and devouring tigers that the man surnamed Han mentioned may have been a lie to us, but it may also be true."
"What is unexpected is that he could secretly persuade the leader of our clan to intercept and kill our messenger to Feng Langjun."
Speaking of Han Qiu, the bald Pi Gu was also depressed for a while.
The Han family has a good reputation on the northern grasslands and is even respected by others.
They used various methods to drive away death and illness, and many tribesmen on the grassland had benefited from them.
The witch doctors of the Han family can even communicate with various gods such as mountains, rivers, plants and trees, and convey the wishes of the gods.
My grandfather was once taught by a god, saying that only by migrating tribes can they be blessed by the gods.
But my grandfather was old at that time, so he gave up the position of leader to the great master (Tuoba Jiefen).
So I was ordered to move south, and after experiencing countless high and deep valleys and encountering nine difficulties and obstacles, my tribe wanted to stop.
At this time, a mythical beast with a shape like a horse and a voice like an ox appeared to guide the tribe forward.
Finally, they moved to a place with abundant water and grass in the southern desert. By this time, the Xiongnu had already declined, and the tribe was able to multiply and grow.
Then the adult met the goddess again, and the goddess gave birth to a son for the adult.
Your Excellency also specifically asked the witch doctor of the Han family about the gift of a child from the goddess.
After communicating with the gods, the witch doctor said that it was God who sent the Tuoba tribe the son of God, and that the Tuoba tribe was a tribe blessed by the gods.
Two generations of leaders of the Tuoba Tribe have met the gods, so for the future of the Tuoba Tribe, it is natural for the Lord to pass on the position of tribal leader to the son of the goddess of heaven.
Instead of passing it to yourself as usual.
He could only be forced to take some of his tribe members to travel elsewhere to find new pastures.
The only thing that people didn't expect was that after he had led his clan so far, people from the Han family would still come to him.
Moreover, he also wanted to use the Bald Hair Department's relationship with Feng Langjun to harm Feng Langjun.
Although there were no serious consequences in the end, Han Chou's strategy of driving away wolves and devouring tigers made him hesitate and failed to cooperate with the Han army in time.
In addition, the clan messenger was intercepted and killed, resulting in the failure to notify Feng Langjun in time, causing Feng Langjun to be in danger.
After all, there was a rift between Bald Ministry and Feng Langjun.
The bald man looked at his master's appearance and comforted him, "Sir, you don't have to worry too much. Feng Langjun is open-minded and magnanimous."
"We broke the contract before, so he fined us 30,000 cattle and sheep."
"Now we see that we are short of food and clothing for the winter, so someone gave us things on credit and allowed us to spend the winter near Longyi City."
"If he really hated us, he would have wished us to freeze to death in the Western Sea, and he would not have been so generous."
When Tuoba Pigu heard his son's words, he felt even more depressed.
For so many years, he has led his tribe to wander around without leaving the tribe, so he naturally has persistence in his heart.
At least when it comes to dealing with things, you must be fair and just in order to convince your tribe.
Everyone in the clan knows that Feng Langjun is very kind to the Bald Man.
But when they were in Longxi, it was obvious that Han Chou was deliberately trying to sow discord between Bald Hair Department and Feng Langjun.
But what he said made some sense, and it really put people in a dilemma.
Thinking of this, the wrinkles on the bald man's forehead couldn't help but wrinkle deeply.
"grown ups?"
The bald man immediately called out.
The bald Pi Gu sighed and said, "Gu Tu, what do you think if we continue to look for pasture in the west?"
The bald man was shocked, "Sir, isn't it good here? Why do we continue to go west?"
The bald man glanced at his son with a complicated expression.
"Gu Tu, you have to know that I am already old. From now on in our Bald Tribe, you will be the leader of the tribe."
In fact, if the tribe really continues to move west, I am afraid that like my grandfather, I will hand over my position as the leader of the tribe and let my son lead the tribe to continue moving forward.
Having said this, he stared at his son and said, "When you become the leader in the future, will you be willing to rely on others?"
Baldy Khotan did not answer immediately.
The jumping firelight reflected his face, which was bright and dark, just like his mood.
He understood what his master meant.
At the beginning, I and your Excellency had imagined that after establishing a firm foothold in the West Sea, we would go south to clear out the miscellaneous people in the Longxi Pohan area.
Then the Bald Hair Division can have pastures stretching from Xihai in the north to Wuhan in the south, and they can even let Zahu grow food for them in Wuhan.
In this way, the bald part will no longer depend on others for its food.
Back then, there was a man named Song Jian who, with the support of Zahu, was able to reign as king of Pouhan for thirty years. In addition, the Wei people had ignored the Pouhan area over the years.
I'm afraid they won't even care when Panhan changes owners.
Therefore, it is not necessarily impossible for the bald people to learn from Song Jian.
What he didn't expect was that he would meet Feng Langjun, who wanted to pacify the entire territory of Longxi.
Thinking of Feng Langjun’s terrifying elite cavalry, countless eagle shooters, and long knives that can chop people and horses into pieces...
Bald Khotan suddenly had an idea.
"Sir, tell me, can the Han people defeat the Wei people?"
he asked in a lowered voice.
The bald man looked at his son strangely and didn't understand why he asked this question.
"I heard that the Wei people are very powerful. They occupy the entire Central Plains. There are countless grains, mountains of weapons, and warriors all over the mountains and plains."
"Although the Han people are very powerful to us, I'm afraid they have no advantage over the Wei people."
During these years of wandering with his people, Bald Pi Gu has seen a lot.
Bald-faced Kheli did not agree with Bald-haired Pigu's words: "Sir, if the Wei people are really so powerful, then why did they lose Longyou?"
"Even now, they haven't been able to send troops to get it back. The Han people even crossed the river and occupied the Wei people's place?"
The bald Pi Gu was startled, but he had never thought about this problem.
"Sir, the Wei people are very powerful, but the Han people are also very powerful. The Wei people are not good to us, but Feng Langjun is not bad to us, right?"
Bald-faced Tianli continued to lower his voice, "If Liangzhou has always been a place for the Wei people, then it will be okay for us to continue heading west."
"But if it becomes a place for Han people and we have friendship with Feng Langjun, why can't we live here forever?"
The bald Pi Gu was startled: "Then Han Qiu..."
"Sir, I have been to Longyou several times and have seen many things. The miscellaneous men in Longyou helped the Han people fight against the Wei people last year. I heard it was because of Feng Langjun."
"Those bastards are living much better now than before. They all say that Feng Langjun is the descendant of the mountain god and came out to help them..."
Before the bald-haired Kheli finished speaking, the bald-haired Pigu suddenly stood up: "How many people in the clan think like you?"