Chonghou, with his big horse and golden sword, sits on a high position, looking down at Song Bao.
"Your Majesty, Fei Zhong comes from a distinguished family. He was smart since he was a child. He was once an official and became a great official. He was dismissed by King Zhou. He later went about doing business and has extraordinary knowledge. When he is in such a state of decline, the Marquis can use it to win over him.
Do your best!"
Song Bao recommended him wholeheartedly and vowed: "He also has good strategies for the slave revolution."
Since ancient times, it has been the duty of ministers to recommend talents and celebrities. In this way, not only can they gain a magnanimous impression in front of the king, but they can also gain the gratitude of their colleagues. Kill two birds with one stone, why not?
At this time, Chonghou Hu was very satisfied with Song Bao's recommendation, nodded and said: "In that case, send Fei Zhong to the palace."
"Greetings to the Marquis!"
Fei Zhong entered the palace, faced the burly and domineering Chonghou Hu, and performed the courtesy of a noble, neither arrogant nor humble.
"Fei Zhong, I listened to Song Bao's recommendation. You have unique insights on how to deal with these restless slaves. Let's hear it!"
The character of Chonghou Hu as a big boss has been set up a long time ago, so he didn't bother to make up his mind and asked directly.
Fei Zhong straightened up, faced Chonghou Hu's gaze, and said seriously: "Master Hou, are you asking about the immediate plan or the long-term plan?"
Chonghou Hu raised his thick eyebrows: "What about the immediate future? What about the long term?"
Fei Zhong said calmly: "The immediate plan requires only one word: kill!"
Chong Houhu's expression condensed, and the atmosphere suddenly became depressing.
The surrounding maids and guards knew that the Marquis had a violent temper. Although they did not dare to move, they could not conceal the fear and worry in their eyes. Fei Zhong was the only one who remained calm.
"Hahahaha! What a killing word, what a killing word!"
After a moment of silence, Chonghou Hu suddenly let out a shocking laugh. He stood up and said with an evil spirit: "It's just what I want. Those cheap slaves are the lowest, but they dare to have the following sinful thoughts. No!
How to establish rules for killing?”
Fei Zhong did not respond and looked at Chonghou Hu calmly.
The laughter stopped, Chonghou Hu's eyes were filled with seriousness, and he suddenly changed his tone: "For the immediate plan, according to your opinion, if you kill these cheap slaves, will there be any trouble in the future?"
Fei Zhong replied unhurriedly: "If there were no East Lu and Xiqi, there would be no future troubles. But Beiyuan is not the only one. Killing can bring temporary stability. In the long run, I am afraid it will trigger a greater backlash. By then
The crowd is excited, can the Marquis kill them all?"
Donglu, Nanjiang, Xiqi, and Beiyuan are where the four major princes are located. Judging from their names, we can roughly judge whether they are rich or poor.
There is nothing wrong with Donglu being the first, Xiqi is coming from behind, southern Xinjiang is full of miasma and dampness, and northern Xinjiang is the most desolate.
However, Beiyuan has the largest number of slaves, because ordinary civilians are not willing to come to this ghost place to live and work in construction. Slaves are indispensable for everything. This is why Chonghou Hu is so sensitive.
The slave really rebelled, and Beiyuan was the first to die.
After killing them all, Beiyuan was the first to die.
So at this time, Fei Zhong's words made Chonghou Hu take a deep breath: "Then what are your long-term plans?"
Fei Zhongdao: "Excuse me, Lord Marquis, which one is more important, name or body?"
There was no Confucianism in this era, let alone the so-called Qingliu. Chonghou Hu said matter-of-factly: "Of course it's weight!"
"No, name is as important as body!"
But Fei Zhong shook his head and talked eloquently: "Jiang Huanchu of Donglu and Jichang of Xiqi changed the military system and spread culture. What was their purpose? It was just to spread their reputation! When the slaves rioted and attacked in groups,
The place to gather must be these two places!"
Chonghou Hu's face was uncertain: "Then according to your wishes, I will also do the hypocritical thing and show kindness to the slaves?"
Fei Zhongdao: "Beiyuan slaves are the best in the four directions. At this time of class change, the Marquis should have taken the initiative. Although he is lagging behind now, it is not too late to catch up. Donglu and Xiqi seemed to be one step ahead, but in fact they made a mistake. Big mistake, not much advantage.”
Chonghou Hu asked: "What's the big mistake?"
Fei Zhongdao said: "Donglu has no external enemies, and the journey is internal friction. Xiqi spreads literary methods, but the results are too slow!"
Chonghou Hu thought carefully and nodded: "Yes, that's the truth."
The internal strife in Donglu has already emerged, and there are many voices of dissatisfaction among the nobles within. Although nothing can be changed under the iron fist of Jiang and his son, it is still a factor of uneasiness.
As for Xiqi's teaching of literary and Taoist knowledge, this kind of move to open up people's wisdom will benefit the future. Compared with military training, the results are too slow. It has to be accumulated over decades to achieve significant improvement.
It was not that Chonghou Hu had no intention of following suit, but when he thought that the other two princes had already taken the lead, Beiyuan was poor, and there was no hope of catching up, he gave up. Now after hearing what Fei Zhong said, he felt that it was reasonable: "I If Beiyuan wants to follow suit, he should learn a lesson. Literary education is not advisable. If he wants to train an army, he must first find a foreign enemy. Who should be his enemy?"
Fei Zhong smiled slightly and looked to the west.
Chonghou Hu's face changed slightly: "Quirong?"
This is indeed a good enemy, but it is too good.
The Quanrong were the earliest nomads outside the Great Wall. Compared with the Dongyi, they lived in no fixed settlements, had harsher living conditions, and were more brutal in their behavior.
The Dongyi harassed the border of Dashan, and they knew the principle of drying up the lake for fishing. They only robbed the grain and left the civilians without killing. The Quanrong, on the other hand, every time they captured a city or a small vassal state, they would definitely burn, kill, and loot without any resistance. It was a massacre of the city.
When Emperor Yi was conquering Quanrong, Chonghou Hu passively waited for orders. Not only did he support the bandits for self-respect, but he also didn't want to fight those lunatics.
Therefore, at this moment, Chonghou Hu was quite hesitant.
Fei Zhong took a step forward and said softly: "Master Hou, isn't the cruelty of the Dog Rong just enough to eliminate those slaves who are unwilling to be tamed? Winning is good, but even defeat is worth it!"
Chonghou Hu was greatly moved.
Not only does it gain a reputation, it seems to liberate the slaves, but it also prevents them from turning the palms of their hands. Isn't this method the best of both worlds?
However, Chonghou is tough on the outside and delicate on the inside. Even if he is moved, he will not make such an important decision rashly. He reaches out his hand and says: "Sir, you are a great talent, please join us at the Seven Cauldron Banquet!"
Fei Zhong raised his hand and said, "Thank you, Lord Marquis!"
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In the next month, Fei Zhong stayed in Beiyuan, and was summoned by Chonghou Hu every day to talk about the general situation of the world.
Chong Houhu appreciated his talents more and more, but he had no intention of implementing the strategies he proposed.
After all, there are too many things at stake in such a major matter, and there is no turning back when the bow is fired. Chonghou Hu thought about it, and Fei Zhong's strategy seemed safe, but there was no guarantee that there would be no traps, so it was better to wait.
This time, I was waiting for news from the south.
Nanbohou E Chongyu followed the example of Xiqi of Donglu, reformed the slaves, and gathered troops to the west.
"It's You Hun who took the lead!"
Fei Zhong laughed in his heart. You Hun's target was E Chongyu. As the weakest of the four princes, it was reasonable for him to be persuaded.
They brothers have always been competitive, and this time it was You Hun who won.
Fortunately, with this assist, Chonghouhu had no choice but to move.
Under the general trend, who can buck it?
Sure enough, just a few hours later, Chonghou Hu invited him into the palace, and his first words were: "Sir, please train slaves for me to conquer the dog army!"