The young man obviously moved faster. He arrived in front of Fourth Master first, knelt down and said, "Fourth Master..."
The fourth master smiled and said, "Get up." Kneeling on the ground was the young man who had confronted Yin Jiu yesterday. He patted the young man's shoulder and said, "I'm injured, so I won't help you. You get up by yourself."
As he spoke, he handed over to Mr. Qingtian and said, "Mr. Qingtian, I have long admired your name."
The person called 'Mr. Qingtian' was none other than the middle-aged scribe.
Seeing him waving his hands repeatedly, "You are so polite, Mr. Guo. It's such a shameful name. It's okay not to mention it! It's okay not to mention it!"
The expression on Fourth Master's face did not change, and he smiled and invited the two of them in.
Just as Fang Changqing was about to follow him, he was stopped by Mr. Futian who came around the corner, "...who is that person who went in?" He arrived late, it was dark again, and he saw a figure from behind.
"Them?" Fang Changqing also shook his head, "Sir, I really don't know. Why don't we go in and have a listen?"
Mr. Futian is a little embarrassed. His identity is still different from Fang Changqing. He came here with Yin Sanlang. In terms of trust, he cannot compare with the fourth master's direct descendants.
Before he could reply, Wu Chunlai came out. He bowed his body and urged with a smile: "Why don't you two gentlemen go in? The fourth master is waiting for you?" His attitude made it impossible to tell the distance between them.
Fang Changqing just nodded slightly, but Mr. Futian deliberately adjusted his clothes and then walked in.
Wu Chunlai smiled inwardly, as the fourth master said, this Mr. Futian is capable, but he is a bit cunning and too utilitarian.
When the fourth master saw the two people coming in, he pointed to the chairs on the side and said, "Please find a place to sit by yourself."
Seeing Mr. Futian hand over his hand, he was about to sit down when he raised his eyes and saw Mr. Qingtian. He was stunned, and then his face became strange. It took a long time before he sat down. But the sitting posture was not as calm as Fang Changqing, nor as calm as Qingtian.
Sir, it's just that your butt only takes up one-third of the chair.
The fourth master glanced at the two of them calmly, "What? Are you two gentlemen old acquaintances?"
Mr. Qingtian's expression did not change much. He just stood up and said, "Senior brother, I didn't expect you to be here?"
The word "senior brother" made the relationship between the two people obvious.
Mr. Futian only raised his hands in salute, but said nothing. The look on his face was a little reluctant. This made the Fourth Master a little strange.
Fang Changqing looked at the two of them and said, "Are these two disciples of Mr. Baichuan?"
Mr. Baichuan, the Fourth Master has heard about this man from Lu Heng. I heard that he was full of talents, but it was a pity that he died of illness three years ago and had no chance to meet him.
Mr. Futian nodded to Fang Changqing, and then handed over to the Fourth Master, "Thank you very much, Fourth Master, for deigning to be called Sir next. I, Li Jishan, whose name is Futian, would like to pay my respects to the Fourth Master." After saying that, he knelt down, and it was the Lord's fault.
Servant's gift.
The fourth master helped him up and said, "My family, why do you need to salute so much? Sit down quickly." As for the rift between the brothers, he didn't ask at all, as if he didn't notice it.
Then the topic turned to Mr. Qingtian and the young man.
The fourth master turned to look at the young man, then at Mr. Qingtian, "You two are coming together, maybe we are old friends?"
"He Mao, I take the liberty of paying my respects." He Mao glanced at Mr. Qingtian and then explained, "He Kun is my father."
He Kun?
Everyone couldn't help but look at He Mao. Isn't He Kun the governor who was killed by Zhao Hanshan?
He Mao sniffed and said, "I am a bastard in my family. I was raised in a farmhouse since I was a child. The woman who was raped by Yin Jiu was the daughter of my mentor." As he said this, his face turned slightly red. Everyone
I couldn't help but understand. Even if there is no official marriage contract, the children already have a tacit understanding.
As he said that, he looked at Mr. Qingtian and said, "Uncle Liu is my father's old friend..."
"Uncle Liu?" Fang Changqing said in astonishment: "Are you not Liu Shuquan, the brilliant number one scholar back then?"
Mr. Qingtian took over the conversation, "Ashamed! Ashamed! Twenty years have passed, and I didn't expect anyone would remember it." He waved his hands and said as if he didn't want to mention it more: "My lord, Mr. He Kunhe, and I
We have never gone against each other, and he was harmed by others, and I also suffered a liver and gallbladder split. This time, I came here for the only bloodline left by my friend." He pointed at He Mao, "This child, I originally planned to stay by my side to teach him.
But who knew he was actually unwilling to..."
"Uncle Liu, I want revenge!" He Mao said, his eyes were red. As he said that, he turned to look at the fourth master, "Fourth master, please accept me. If you don't trample the northwest and kill Zhao Hanshan, it's all in vain."
For the Son of Man.”
Looking at his clenched fists, Fourth Master smiled, "Revenge? What are your abilities to take revenge?"
He Mao's face suddenly lit up, "This kid has been studying in Zhongnan Mountain for twelve years..."
But the fourth master turned to Wu Chunlai and said, "Take him to find Tietou and see how many rounds he can go?"
Wu Chunlai quickly responded with a smile, then looked at He Mao and urged him with his eyes.
He Mao looked at Mr. Qingtian, "Uncle Liu..."
"Go!" Mr. Qingtian waved his hand, "You must let the Fourth Master know what you are capable of." It was quite comforting.
When He Mao, who was unconvinced, followed Wu Chunlai out of the house, the fourth master looked at Mr. Qingtian and said, "Sir, you are definitely not here just to care for me."
Mr. Qingtian stood up and saluted the Fourth Master solemnly, "I came here this time to tell the Duke that Zhao Hanshan seems to be independent, but in fact, there is King Zhao standing behind him. And King Zhao and Hu outside the pass
People come and go more and more frequently. I am worried that King Zhao will suddenly attack through the help of Hu and Zhao Hanshan!"
After saying this, Fourth Master frowned, and Fang Qingshan's face turned even paler.
"Is this serious?" Fang Qingshan couldn't help but calm down Mr. Qingtian.
"Master He was killed because he found out about Zhao Hanshan's collusion with the barbarians." Mr. Qingtian sighed, "This is a 10% chance. I will never dare to lie."
Mr. Futian answered: "Although Zhao Hanshan was the king of Zhao before, what about now? Zhao Hanshan has established himself as the king of Han and has hundreds of thousands of horses at his disposal. Is he still willing to be used by the king of Zhao? Not necessarily."
Mr. Qingtian was not moved at all by his senior brother's dismantling. He only explained: "Zhao Hanshan was born in Cao Mang. He was once a prisoner sentenced to death in the sky prison. It was King Zhao who rescued him and sent him to prison."
It is not an exaggeration to say that those who join the army are those who crawled out of the dead. There is an air of gangsterism and foolish loyalty in this man."
The fourth master's focus is not on this. The situation has been formed. Who Zhao Hanshan is loyal to is not the key to the problem.
He came back to his senses and raised his hands to Mr. Qingtian, "Thank you very much for your warning, sir."
Mr. Qingtian waved his hand, "I am not used to officialdom. I have traveled all over the world these years. Thanks to many friends and old friends, I can always know something that others don't know."
This is a modest statement. Such a matter is so secretive that without careful analysis, such a result cannot be obtained.
"In your opinion, sir, what should I do?" Fourth Master leaned forward, as if he was very interested in Mr. Qingtian.
However, Mr. Futian answered: "Fourth Master does not know that my junior brother, through Master He's hand, sent a memorial to the imperial court last year, stating the ten evils of the separatist regimes in various places, especially the newly expanded New Army.
It is said that the memorial was not delivered to the imperial court but was intercepted by Feng Hai and others. If it had been delivered to the imperial court, the appearance of the imperial court would have been completely new."
There is a bit of an ulterior motive in these words. This is obviously to apply eye drops to Mr. Qingtian in front of the Fourth Master.
When talking about the expanded new army, now we can only talk about the Fourth Master. Only the Fourth Master has integrated the rebellious refugees from various places.
Fang Changqing laughed in his heart, no wonder the fourth master always said that literati have many problems, but this is not the case with this one. I am afraid that the fourth master will like Mr. Qingtian, and he will plant a thorn in the fourth master's heart in advance.
But is Fourth Master such a person?
He lowered his eyelids, his face becoming more and more calm.
The fourth master is used to seeing this kind of bickering from courtiers. Those who followed him before were all close confidants. The staff was single, so of course there would be no such mutual strife. But now it is different, such a thing is inevitable.
.
But to some extent, this is also a good thing.
Excessive expansion of power on either side is not a good thing.
He tapped the table with his hand, as if he didn't understand Mr. Fukuda's words, but looked at Mr. Qingtian with burning eyes, "I am really ignorant. I really want to hear the ten evils of our new army.
What?"
Mr. Qingtian glanced at Mr. Futian and laughed twice, "Actually, the imperial court's armaments have been lax in the past few years. This is very evil. Although they say they are scolding the new rogue army, they are actually not scolding the imperial court. Otherwise, what would Feng Hai do?
As for holding the fold, I dare not hand it over!"
Fourth Master waved his hand, "Sir, there is no need to worry, but it doesn't matter."
Mr. Qingtian smiled lightly, stood up, cupped his hands in front of Fourth Master, and walked two steps in the main room.
"First, it is blaspheming the way of the saints without following Confucius and Mencius."
"Second, it corrupts the laws of nature and human ethics."
"Third, they attack without restraint and act like bandits."
"Fourth, mutual suspicion and rebellion."
"Fifth, you cannot be self-sufficient in food and salary, and you don't know the art of war when you are in battle."
"Sixth, plundering women's property, only knowing how to take it from the people, but not knowing how to support it."
"Seventh, those who are generals are narrow-minded."
"Eighth, soldiers lack training, and fighting is like a group fight. They gather together when they win, and disperse like birds and beasts when they lose."
"..."
The more Mr. Qingtian talked, the more Fang Changqing wanted to laugh.
Fourth Master really doesn't have many of these problems. On the contrary, Yin Sanlang, who was assisted by Mr. Fukuda before... has all these problems.
He didn't know what Mr. Qingtian's original ten evils were, but these ten evils were obviously summed up in an emergency.