Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-two Rescue Bai Rao with Words
After hearing Bai Rao's sincere consultation with him, Guo Jia began to act out.
The ghost picked up the wine cup on the table, drank it all in one gulp, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said with a smile: "Shuai Bai, does he know why Guo accidentally bumped into this place?"
Bai Rao scratched his head, glanced at the pottery merchant from the side, and said, "Looking for your brother?"
Guo Jia shook his head and said cheerfully: "That's not true. Guo passed through here just to return to his hometown."
When Bai Rao heard this, he was quite puzzled and said: "Since Mr. Guo is the godson of Mr. Yuan, why would you go back to your hometown if you don't stay in Jizhou to assist Mr. Yuan?"
Guo Jialian deceived and told half truths and half lies: "Although his adopted father is now the lord of a state, to be honest, his power is completely supported by the noble family. Even if Guo is his godson, Guo
After all, I was born in a side branch, and there is no support from the clan behind me. Even if my adoptive father uses me, I am afraid it will be difficult to calm everyone's hearts, so he simply sent Guo back to his hometown to do something big. If he succeeds in the future, he will be able to establish himself in Jizhou."
Having said this, Guo Jia paused and said with a smile: "If the adoptive father uses Guo like this, how can he make good use of Montenegro?"
When the pottery merchant heard this, he couldn't help but cursed Guo Jia in his heart. Isn't this the rhythm of seeking death?
However, if you think about it carefully, as a famous ghost in history, Guo Jia must have some backup plans, so the pottery merchant could hold back his thoughts for the time being.
As expected by the pottery merchant, after hearing Guo Jia's words, Bai Rao's face turned out to be a little unsightly.
"So, Yuan Jizhou and I, the Black Mountain Army, may not be friends anymore?" Bai Rao said in a low voice with an unhappy look on his face.
"Not necessarily. Marshal Bai doesn't want to know what big thing Guo is going to do when he returns to his hometown?" Guo Jia looked arrogant, hesitating to speak, trying to cover up his words. The pottery merchant wanted to slap him.
"I wonder what Mr. Guo is going to do when he is ordered to return to his hometown?" Bai Rao was led by Guo Jia dryly.
Guo Jia put down the empty wine cup on the table of the pottery shop next to him and said harshly: "Brother, fill it up for me."
A black line suddenly appeared on the potter's head.
your sister……
The pottery merchant calmly picked up the wine jug from the table and filled it up for Guo Jia.
Choking you to death.
Guo Jia raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp, and said with a smile: "On the way south, there are the Yellow Turban Sima Ju of Qingzhou, and Xu and Panhuan at the junction of the three states! In the land of Runan, there are also the Yellow Turban tycoons Liu Pi and Gong Du.
, Yingchuan Yellow Turban, He Yi, etc., these are what Yuan Jizhou wants to rely on."
"Rely on them? With them?" Bai Rao seemed a little confused when he heard this: "Yuan Jizhou can't even tolerate me, the Black Mountain Yellow Turban, how can he tolerate them?"
Guo Jia laughed, shook his head and said: "Commander Bai, you don't understand. My godfather naturally knows how powerful the Black Mountain Army is, but the only ones who are restrained are the noble families under his rule. Shui
It can carry a boat or capsize it. This simple moral ideal must be understood by Bai Shuai. Forgive Guo for saying something harsh. The reason why the noble families are so powerful in Hebei is that the strength of the Black Mountain Army is not enough to defeat Jizhou.
If there is an excessive threat, it is still within the scope that my adoptive father can handle, but if there are Qingzhou Yellow Turban, Runan Yellow Turban, etc. involved, what will the situation be like?"
Bai Rao's brain circuit was obviously a little insufficient. Hearing this, he said in confusion: "What can they do if they get involved?"
"One is ebbing and the other is escalating. When the power of the Yellow Turbans in your various places becomes stronger, the gentry will panic. The world is full of gentry property. When there is such a huge threat, and Mr. Yuan is unable to eliminate it, at this time, we must take the initiative to give in and ask Mr. Yuan to take over Heishan.
Those with yellow turbans and other tribes are probably the rich and powerful of Jizhou."
Bai Rao was confused and seemed to have heard something of the meaning, but he still didn't quite understand it: "Mr. Guo, could you please explain it in more detail?"
Guo Jia secretly thought in his heart: "Let's get it done."
"Guo couldn't be trusted by his adoptive father because of his poor background, and the Black Mountain Army couldn't be accepted by his adoptive father because of his poor background. When he went south this time, Guo simply said that Qingzhou Sima Ju Xuhe, Runan Liu Pi, and Gong Du
and others, allied with the Black Mountain Army. In this way, the forces from the Taihang Mountains in the west to the Yanjin Ferry along the Yellow River in the south and from Daliang to Yingyang are all within the scope of the Black Mountain forces. With such a strong power, even if the clan officials look at it,
I am short-sighted, how can I not persuade Mr. Yuan to appoint Heishan? And Mr. Guo has also achieved great success. When he returns to Jizhou, he will definitely be ranked above the other tycoons! Sincerity can be said to be the best strategy for both worlds."
The pottery merchant opened his mouth wide and looked at Guo Jia blankly, his eyes full of contempt.
A fantasy... Isn't this just nonsense? Who do you think you are?
Besides, if he really wanted to achieve this, Zhang Yan would simply unite all the Yellow Turban tribes in the world, kill Yuan Shao directly, and still appoint Heishan? It’s not certain who will be appointed.
Brother, please, please have a standard for your nonsense...how much do you think you are fooling around? It's weird that he can believe your bragging.
"good!"
When Guo Jia finished speaking, Bai Luo slapped the table over there, gave a thumbs up and said: "Mr. Guo's move is indeed a brilliant plan, and he talks thoroughly! Sir, you are really a sensible person!"
When the pottery merchant heard this, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes and sighed secretly in his heart.
Guo Jia is quite accurate when it comes to judging people. Stupid people use stupid strategies... I never thought that there would be a fool who could be deceived by his words.
There really is no one left in this Bailuo.
However, the pottery dealer can be very sure that Bailao must be hard-decorated now.
Guo Jiabai's fallacies were clear and logical. Just now he almost said that Bai Yao's eyes were dilated. Now he is completely in a state of confusion.
According to the judgment of the pottery merchant, Bai Rao probably didn't even understand how big the area was "from the Taihang Mountains in the west, from Yanjin Ferry along the Yellow River to the south, and from Daliang to Yingyang".
This is indeed possible.
In the Han Dynasty, studying was really a very luxurious thing. Although the Han Dynasty already had the application principles of engraving, overprinting, coloring, engraving and engraving, overprinting with hollow plates and "clipping".
, but due to the backwardness of material processing and the shortage of materials that have been in turmoil for a long time, the output of bamboo slips and seals is still very low.
The nobles and clans competed for manuscripts and could not even get a glimpse of them. A person like Bai Rao, who came from a poor family, might not even be able to see what the Chinese characters on rubbings looked like, and his knowledge was even more conceivable.
Those who cannot afford to read may have never seen maps of prefectures and counties.
Within a county, the number of people who can hide a sheepskin map of the county and country in their homes can be counted on their fingers and toes.
For people like Bai Rao who came from a lower class background, if they could see a map within a hundred miles of the county where they lived, they would be considered blessed to have burned incense for their ancestors.
But Bai Rao obviously doesn't want others to dismiss him as uneducated.
He saw that Guo Jia was eloquent and eloquent, looking very disgusted with what he said, so he didn't care whether it was true or not, and patted his chest and pretended to agree.
"Sir's words are very close to my heart. They really coincide with Mr. Bai's. This matter is indeed beneficial to you and me."
Obviously, Dashuai Bai has a bit of vanity, or he may have low self-esteem, so he doesn't know how to pretend to understand.
Hearing this, Guo Jia smiled and said: "In that case, it shouldn't be delayed. After drinking this meal, Guo will immediately run south. When he succeeds in the future, he will meet Marshal Bai one day."
The pottery merchant quickly raised his eyebrows at a speed that could not be caught, then stood up, cupped his hands towards Bai Raoyi, and said: "I have to return to Xuzhou first. In addition, my brother wants to go south to achieve great things. Along the way,
You can’t go without someone to protect you, brother, why don’t you let me lead the troops to escort my brother across the river, so that Marshal Bai can rest assured, how about that?”
Guo Jia originally wanted to refuse, but then he thought about it. If he didn't follow what the pottery merchant said, and if Bai Rao had a whim and sent Montenegrin soldiers and horses to protect him all the way south to persuade Liu Pi, Gong Du and others to surrender, then it would be a big deal.
It’s not easy to handle.
Who would really go after those fools?
Now that the pottery merchant is willing to give him a step down, why can't he give him a step down in return?
"If that's the case, then it's worth your while...brother, please take the trouble."
Bai Rao was very happy to have a drink today, and he was able to get to know Yuan Shao's godson and two of them. He was very happy. In addition, Guo Jiashi also made a "future plan" for both parties.
, even if you don’t understand it, you still understand it deeply.
Since the friendship is already so deep, why should we care about spending more time together?
Standing up with a burp of wine, Bai Yao stretched out his hand and said with a haha, "Bai is sending his two sons!"
The expressions of Tao Shang and Guo Jia couldn't help but change.
"It's for Mr. Yuan...the two godsons!" Bai Rao quickly changed his tone.
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The group of people waited and got acquainted with Bai Rao from the Black Mountain Army in such a strange way.
Before leaving, Bai Rao and Sui Gu both had bright smiles on their faces and waved goodbye to the pottery merchant and others.
The pottery merchant looked at Bai Rao carefully, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.
No matter what the purpose was at the beginning, today I finally got to meet Marshal Bai of the Montenegrin Army. Although this man has the brutality and viciousness of a bandit in his heart, he has no regard for himself, the "adopted son of the Yuan family."
I quite agree with it, and in fact this can be regarded as a good relationship.
As a commander of the Black Mountain Army, Bai Rao has a high status. If he can save this man's life, when he meets the Black Mountain Army again in the future, there may be a secret move that can be made.
It's up to people to make things happen, so it's up to God to give it a try.
When he was about to say goodbye to Bai Rao, the pottery merchant suddenly turned his head and smiled at Bai Rao: "Shuai Bai, when we were leaving, Tao had a kind word to give me. I wonder if Marshal Bai would listen?"
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Bai Rao didn't expect that the pottery merchant would send a congratulatory message to him before leaving. He was very happy, laughed and said carelessly: "If you have anything to say, Mr. Tao, it's okay to say it!"
Tao Shang pondered for a moment and said in a low voice: "Tao is not talented, and he has briefly learned the art of the Three Changes. I believe that the commander's destiny is in the north. If he goes south, he will be afraid of bad luck. Within a few years, if there is a war south of the Yellow River,
, I hope Marshal Bai will care about himself and not go there. If he can stay in Hebei, then he can stay in Hebei."