The first person to know about the war between Qin and Zhao was not Zhao or Wei, but South Korea.
I don’t know since when, South Korea has become a bystander. From a brave country known for its powerful crossbows, it has become a bystander in the wars of various countries. Occasionally, he will participate, but most of the time he is forced to participate.
In recent years, South Korea has never achieved any military victory.
Occasionally, when there are several victories, they follow the other princes to attack Qin, or follow Qin to attack Chu, or follow Yan to attack Qi. However, no prince is willing to share some benefits with South Korea in such a victory.
Instead, they were all willing to bite off some meat from the weak South Korea. Wei failed to attack Qin. King Wei was furious and ordered a conquest of South Korea. Qin was defeated by the coalition forces. King Qin was furious and launched a crusade against South Korea.
Zhao State attacked South Korea and was defeated by the Qin people. King Zhao was furious and united with Qi State to attack South Korea again.
Wei and Zhao attacked South Korea, and South Korea asked Qin for help. Bai Qi became furious. After defeating Wei and Zhao, even the Han soldiers who were still unsatisfied were dealt with.
Compared to the three kingdoms of Qin, Zhao, and Wei who were fighting to the death, the Koreans at this moment seemed very comfortable.
The aristocratic children got on the carriage and went out hunting happily, admiring the season of recovery of all things. Occasionally, they would call the farmers who were working hard on the roadside and give them some rewards to show their aristocratic style. Along the way, there were
Talking and laughing, occasionally a young and beautiful girl would bring food to her father who was working in the fields. At this time, the noble boys would either sing loudly or ride horses, trying their best to attract each other's attention.
The carriage stopped on the side of the road, and the horses lowered their heads, burying their heads in the driver's hands and eating feed. However, the noble youths were sitting on the seats in groups of three or three, talking loudly about the forms of the countries, and
Occasionally, girls from various families will look at them secretly. Sometimes, there may not be girls who come up to chat with them. Whenever a noble boy is invited by a girl, he will look at the people around him with a smile, as if
It's showing off.
The young girls gathered together and secretly looked at the noble boys in the distance.
"Look... the one over there is really beautiful...", the girls discussed in low voices, but they stared intently at a young man in the distance.
This young man seems to have been crowned, but his face is a little childish. While other noble young men are handsome, he is a little cute. He is different. When other noble young men gather together to talk about important things, he just follows
Behind an old farmer, he was chatting passionately with the farmer about something. The farmer seemed a little panicked and didn't want to say more, but the young man was following behind him, his eyes flashing and his face looking cute.
"Old... old... father-in-law... your current grain output... after paying taxes... how much is left in the end?", the young man held a pen in one hand.
, holding a Jane in one hand, looked at the old man in front of him curiously. The old man sighed and said helplessly: "I don't know very well, please let me go... I even fell to the point of begging last year.
Now is the time for hard work and cannot be delayed."
"Old man, you are busy, I am not delaying, I am just asking." The young man picked up the pen and said seriously: "The corvee is so harsh that it even makes you beg for food.
", the old man sighed, and then said: "That's not the case." He put down the farm tools in his hands, pondered for a moment, and then said to the young man: "When we were planting in the spring last year... I was
Working here..."
"When you are tired, just rest under that tree... Look, that's where it is!" The old man pointed to the distance, and the young man also looked over and nodded.
"Suddenly a rabbit hit the tree and broke its neck. I took the rabbit home and had a good meal. After that, I went around picking up rabbits and neglected the management of the cultivated land. If it weren't for the villagers
People need help, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to see it this year.”
The young man's eyes lit up and he hurriedly wrote it down. When the old man saw him picking up the pen, he jotted it down and said hurriedly: "Please don't record it. If such a thing spreads, I won't have the dignity to live." The young man moved toward him.
He blinked his eyes and said: "I... I will say... that I am from Song Dynasty, but I won't say... that it is you."
"But why are you recording this?"
"I am of great use...it is difficult for people who only care about the little immediate benefits...and give up the fundamentals...to live." The young man stuttered and asked again.
"Do you have any other stories?" The old man shook his head and said nothing.
The young man sighed and said: "Actually...the corvee tax...the tax...the tax...is still a bit heavy...right?"
The old man looked at the young man in front of him, lowered his head, said nothing, and started farming again.
The young man was still thinking about something. Suddenly, a girl shyly walked up to him, stretched out her hand and pulled his skirt, and then asked: "Has the young master ever been married?"
The young man looked at her blankly and shook his head.
"Master, can you come with me for a walk?"
The young man grinned, showed a smile, nodded, and followed the girl out of the farmland. Several nobles around him gritted their teeth and looked at him with envy. Someone said: "Who said that the young master is not slow? I see that he is not a slow person."
Aren't you slow when it comes to beauties?" The other people laughed and said, "If I had known that we could get beauties like this, we should have called a farmer to chat."
Han Fei was walking beside the girl. The spring weather was just right. The girl lowered her head shyly, facing the jealous eyes of the girls in the distance, and secretly looked at the cute young man beside her.
Han Fei finally looked at her. He smiled and asked, "Excuse me...how much cloth can you weave in a year? And how much do you have to pay?"
The girl was stunned.
.......
When Han Fei shook his head and returned to his companions in frustration, his companions asked with a smile: "Does she still look down on a clan master like you?" Han Fei shook his head, did not answer, and sat down.
, holding a pen, writing something seriously. Han Fei has a weird temperament and is not gregarious. His companions do not have a very good relationship with him. If it were not for his status, these nobles would have wanted to scold him.
Already.
"I heard that Lord Ma Fu of the Zhao State was a benevolent and righteous man. He defeated Lord Wu An of the Qin State in Wu'an City. Lord Wu An had never been defeated in his life. He probably did not expect that he would be defeated by Lord Ma Fu."
"No, I heard that the two sides fought and suffered numerous casualties. Lord Wu An has now occupied Shangdang, making the Zhao people afraid to pursue him. The Qin people came here for Shangdang, and Lord Wu An is not considered defeated."
"I heard that Mr. Ma Fu can become famous all over the world if he is only a few years older than us. Alas, if the king can use me as a general, I will also be willing to attack Bai Qi."
The noble youths talked about the war. They gloated about the huge casualties on both sides. In their opinion, there was no difference between Qin and Zhao Wei. It would be better if they all died on the battlefield.
So, they mostly ridiculed the war, and some even suggested drinking and celebrating because they both lost. They chatted happily, but they never noticed that Han Fei's face turned redder and redder.
He held the pen tightly, his hands trembling.
"Hahaha, for the sake of Shangdang, they fought hundreds of thousands of people. In the end, the Qin people occupied Shangdang. I see, Zhao State suffered countless casualties this time, but got nothing. That Ma Fujun should be punished
To be punished, not rewarded.”
"Bang~", at that moment, Han Fei threw out the pen in his hand and hit the noble on the forehead hard. The noble boy yelled, jumped up suddenly, and stared angrily at Han Fei in front of him.
, Han Fei stood up slowly, stared at the noble in front of him, his whole face was red, he pointed at the young man in front of him, and said angrily: "Shangdang... Shangdang belongs to me... Korea...
Land, Qin, Zhao, are fighting on our...land..."
"Every time I hear about this...I...I just..." The more excited Han Fei became, the more speechless he became. He was trembling all over, and it was difficult to express what was in his heart. Suddenly, he cried.
Standing up, tears kept falling. The young man who was hit by him turned and left angrily. The other noble children also followed behind him. The horses neighed and everyone left, leaving only a sorrowful person.
The distraught Han Fei cried bitterly while holding the bamboo slips.
The old driver stepped forward and helped his young master up.
Han Fei sat on the carriage and looked at everything around him blankly, the busy farmers, the officials sitting in the carriage talking about useless topics, the businessmen in a hurry, those wearing daggers, looking at the girl
The knight laughed loudly. Gradually, he frowned and said seriously: "Master Xun, I want to worship... worship... become a teacher and study." The old man who was driving heard this and nodded.
Han Fei has always been a restless person. He is only twenty years old now, but he has been to many places. He likes to visit different places and record what he hears. He always has something in his hand.
A pen and a bamboo slip, if he doesn't write something every day, he will be very irritable. From the appearance, he is a slow young man, but his temperament is very hot. He is often in the courtyard, talking to those who come to visit.
His officials cursed loudly.
He doesn't have many friends, he just thinks in his own world.
He felt that Korea, no, the whole world was sick, and he wanted to find a cure. He firmly believed that one day, he would find a good medicine to solve this disease somewhere.
The old man thought for a moment and then said: "I heard that Xunzi of the State of Zhao was made a county magistrate in Lanling of the State of Chu. Many students rushed to the State of Chu to learn from him how to govern the country. His
Talent is known to everyone in the world. You can go to Chu State and ask Xunzi about the questions you are confused about." Han Fei was stunned and then asked: "County... County magistrate?"
"Yes, the barbarians of Chu State...actually let people like Xunzi serve as county magistrates."
"No...I don't want to learn from the Confucians, he...he...he can't cure it," Han Fei said resistingly.
The old man smiled and said: "Xunzi is different from other Confucian scholars. You should know that he is a Confucian scholar who can praise the system of Qin. If it were not for his high reputation, the principles he preached in daily life would be
He is afraid that all the Confucians will gather to attack him."
"I...I don't want to learn from him. I want...to learn from Ma...Ma Fujun." Han Fei said seriously.
The old man's eyes widened and he asked doubtfully: "Although Ma Fujun is also a virtuous man, I have never heard that he knows how to govern a country." Han Fei said: "I heard... I heard,
Xunzi said, "Ma Fujun has mastered the highest...high...profound principles, which he cannot compare with."
"Those are Xunzi's humble words. How could Ma Fujun be more talented than Xunzi??"
"No...Xunzi...can't...tell lies."
Hearing what Han Fei said, the old man was a little helpless. However, his young master could not be persuaded. He had a stubborn temper. As long as it was the truth he believed in, he would not make changes or concessions. As a carriage
When he returned to the courtyard, Han Fei asked the old man to prepare horses for him. It seemed that he wanted to go to Zhao State alone. The old man naturally tried to dissuade him. There were thieves and defeated troops on this road. How could you let you go alone?
But Han Fei proudly said to the old man: He has the strength of the Koreans, the swords of the Koreans, and the courage of the Koreans.
After bidding farewell to his mother, Han Fei left his hometown in a hurry. His mother didn't say much. Han Fei rarely stayed at home on weekdays, and she had long been used to it.
The young man rode a tall horse and left his hometown and drove towards the distance. Along the way, he stayed in the homes of the people. The people showed great respect for the arrival of this nobleman and allowed the nobleman to stay overnight.
, this is their great honor, and Han Fei is different from other nobles. He does not despise these people. On the contrary, he despises everyone except the people. He is completely opposite to other nobles.
He looked down upon scholars, wealthy merchants, heroic knights, even officials and powerful officials, and those prominent nobles.
On the contrary, he was very close to the common people and soldiers at the bottom.
He asked the people about their situation, asked about their difficulties, and wrote down notes. Han Fei brought three horses with him. On the backs of two of the horses were Han Fei's bamboo slips, some of which had been filled with writings.
Some of them were still blank. He just looked, asked, and walked all the way. He was not walking too fast, but his face became heavier and heavier. Every night late at night, he looked at himself during the day.
The bamboo slips recorded made me burst into tears.
.......
At this time, Zhao Kuo also encountered great difficulties.
The Qin people have lost the ability to attack, but they are unwilling to retreat and continue to confront the Zhao people across Danshui. Now is the spring planting season, and the Qin people are not in a hurry. In their hometown, those who can cultivate the land
There are still a lot of people, and they can continue to spend time with Zhao State, but Zhao State is different. The young and strong people of Zhao State have gathered here in Danshui, but they cannot return at such a critical time.
Zhao Kuo did not dare to withdraw his troops rashly. What if he had just disbanded the army and Bai Qi crossed the river?
Just when Zhao Kuo was in trouble, Wei Wuji found him. These days, Wei Wuji often drank with Lian Po. Lian Po wanted to call Zhao Kuo, but Wei Wuji stopped him. He told Lian Po that Zhao Kuo didn't like drinking.
, Lian Po was still a little surprised at the time. I don’t know this. How could you know this in Wei State? Later, Lian Po found Zhao Kuo’s retainers and inquired, and then he was sure that Wei Wuji was telling the truth.
The people of Zhao State were still hungry, so they did not dare to drink.
Lian Po recalled what Zhao Kuo's disciples told him. He looked at the drink in his hand, but he couldn't drink it. Many times, he really hated Zhao Kuo. Standing in front of Zhao Kuo, he felt even more...
He's like a villain who doesn't care about the life and death of the people.
Lian Po was no longer willing to drink with Wei Wuji, so Wei Wuji found Zhao Kuo, but he was not looking for Zhao Kuo to drink.
Zhao Kuo likes this free and easy young master very much. In many aspects, they have something in common. For example, they all regard their customers as friends and treat them equally. However, Zhao Kuo is not as free and easy as Wei Wuji. He wants to
Even more melancholy, the two sat facing each other, Wei Wuji smiled, and then asked: "Are you worried about spring planting?"
Zhao Kuo nodded and asked hurriedly: "What can you do?"
Wei Wuji added: "If I can help you solve this problem, please come to my banquet and drink with me."
Zhao Kuo agreed to him.
Wei Wuji then said: "Please give an order. If the father and son are both in the army, the father should go home. If the brothers are both in the army, the eldest brother should go home. The only son who has no brothers should go home to support his parents. In this way, first of all, he can
Let most of the soldiers go back to farm, and the soldiers will not be angry when others go back. Instead, they will relax and fight. You can get an elite force, and food and grass will not be as urgent as it is now..."
"OK!"
Zhao Kuo stood up in a hurry and was about to bow to Wei Wuji. Wei Wuji held his hand, looked at him seriously, and said with a smile: "No need to be polite, just drink with me."
ps: Lao Lang has such a huge update, with 10,000 updates per day, isn’t it appropriate to get recommendation votes and monthly passes?