After Zhao Kuo left Handan, there was no shortage of new talented people coming to Handan. The most famous one was probably Lejian, the son of General Leyi. Lejian had always wanted to meet Lord Ma Fu. In Yan State, he
It made Lejian feel a little uncomfortable to hear that the soldiers of Yan State highly praised Zhao Kuo, just like they praised their father in the past. His father led the weak troops of Yan State and made great achievements, repeatedly defeating the strong with the weak.
, just gained the respect of the Yan people.
Zhao Kuo was just a general of another country, so why could the soldiers of Yan be so grateful?
It wasn't until he arrived at the State of Zhao that he was startled by Zhao Kuo's prestige in the State of Zhao. The excitement when everyone in the State of Zhao talked about Zhao Kuo had already exceeded the admiration for his father, not that his father
He is no longer respected by people, but Zhao Kuo's prestige is too high. From a trafficker and a pawn to a palace minister, when talking about Zhao Kuo, the kind of fanaticism and admiration in his eyes is something Le Jian cannot understand.
The displeasure in his heart gradually turned into curiosity, until he met Zhao Kuo in Wei Wuji's mansion.
Zhao Kuo is very young, a handsome and tall young man. There is an undissipated sadness between his eyebrows. He seems to be always worried about something. When he saw himself, he was stunned for a long time, his eyes were full of sadness and happiness.
He realized that his face reminded him of his father. Zhao Kuo's voice was very gentle, not as rough as the general's. He recalled with a smile and talked about his father's past events.
"Your father can't remember other people's names. Li Mu, the lieutenant of Yunzhong County, always mistakenly thinks he is a robber... My retainer Li Yu, he mistakenly thinks he is the King of Yan, and always complains to him... But
, he remembered me and could call me by my name accurately... When I was besieged by the ministers, he and Duke Lin came to the palace to help me. At that time, Lou Chang accused me, and he wanted to attack the building.
Chang...every time I come to see him, he is very happy."
Le Jian was speechless. His father had been gone for a long time, but every time he talked about him, the bitterness and labor pain in Le Jian's heart still couldn't dissipate. It would be great if he could see his father again...
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The two chatted for a long time, and they talked about the affairs of the Yan State. He said: "The soldiers of the Yan State are spreading your name of benevolence and righteousness. The King of Yan is very angry, because hundreds of people have publicly expressed their respect for you.
Executed to death by King Yan..." Le Jian paused and said with a smile: "King Yan caught them, tied them to pillars, held a dagger, and asked them what kind of person you are...
..”
"They say you are a kind and righteous gentleman... No one in the world is as kind as you."
"King Yan just killed one and continued questioning."
"They are all dead, and no one insulted you. Even before they died, they praised you loudly... This incident caused a sensation in the Yan State, and the people of Yan often talked about your deeds in private... I once asked
I passed my soldiers, pretending to lead them to attack you, but the soldiers dared to persuade me not to use troops... I also forgave their crimes." Le Jian said, hundreds of people like this can defend their dignity.
Anyone who heard about his death would be very proud.
Zhao Kuo's eyes were full of sadness. He shook his head and sighed: "Why do you need to do this? They all have their own families... How can they die for such a trivial matter?"
Lejian was a little surprised. He smiled bitterly and said: "I have never seen anyone like you...you can actually let the soldiers of Yan go, give them food and let them go home when they don't have any food themselves."
...I heard from General Lianpo that you released the captured Qin soldiers and healed their wounded soldiers? Aren't you worried that they will kill more Zhao people in the future?"
"Worry."
"Then why did you let them go?"
"I have no idea."
Lejian looked at him for a long time and then said: "My son, uncle, has always wanted to learn from you... I wonder if you can accept him as a disciple and teach him knowledge?" Zhao Kuo raised his head and said,
He replied: "I am a person with no talents. I am only respected by others because of too much praise. I don't know what I can impart to your son."
"Please teach him the knowledge of leading troops in war."
"If you want to defeat me when it comes to using soldiers, why would you send them to me if you don't teach me personally? I don't know how to use soldiers. The reason why I was able to defeat Bai Qi before was because the soldiers sacrificed their lives to fight.
There are also generals such as Lian Po, Wei Wuji, Li Mu, Tian Yue, etc. to help. You can let him learn from General Lian Po..." Zhao Kuo was talking, but Le Jian interrupted him, shook his head and said: "I
I only know how to defeat my enemies...but you...have no enemies at all."
"This is probably the most profound art of war...please teach it." Lejian stood up and bowed to Zhao Kuo.
Uncle Le stood beside Zhao Kuo excitedly, grinning. His dream had come true. Now he couldn't believe that he had really become Zhao Kuo's disciple. The old man driving the car looked at him standing there and giggled.
He couldn't help but shook his head and said: "Please stay away from the carriage later... and don't say that you are Ma Fujun's disciple for the time being."
Uncle Le was stunned and then asked: "Why is this?"
The old man didn't say anything and just looked at him. Uncle Le felt that he seemed to be insulted, but he didn't dare to get angry. This old man was the teacher's controller and presumably the teacher's confidant. He just came here, so he couldn't offend him.
He thought for a moment, then took off his sword, handed it to the old man with a smile, and said: "This sword was given to me by my father. I want to give it to you. I hope you can tell me how to get along with Ma Fujun."
..."
"They say the Yan people are poor. I didn't believe it at first... but now I believe it. If you want to bribe me, you must at least get a better sword, right?" The old man stroked the sword in his hand and threw it away.
He then sneered and said: "The first thing you should do when getting along with Ma Fujun is not to bribe his driver with rags!"
"Forehead...."
Zhao Kuo walked out of Wei Wuji's courtyard. Lejian gave Uncle Lejian a few more instructions. Uncle Lejian didn't know what he said to him. Then Lejian looked at Ge and said with a smile: "My son is young and doesn't know etiquette."
, If I offend you, please don't worry about it." Ge was about to say something sarcastic, but Zhao Kuo hurriedly persuaded him, said goodbye to Lejian, and then drove towards Mafu.
He misses home.
Li Yu has arrived, and many guests are chatting. Di Zai is bragging to them about his experiences on the road, Zhao Fu exposes his lies from time to time, Wang Fan is smiling and talking to Uncle Le, Ming and Li Yu are riding horses
He followed Zhao Kuo and told Zhao Kuo what happened after he left. The rewards Zhao Kuo originally received were multiplied several times by Ming's hands and sent to the people. Li Yu made detailed statistics on these
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Li Yu complained to Zhao Kuo: "More and more people are coming to visit you now... I told them that you were not in the horse service, and they refused to leave. Many of them are noble children who came to learn from you. They
I didn’t dare to live in Mafu for fear of disturbing the locals. In order to express my sincerity, I slept in the wild outside Mafu and ate rough food. I refused to leave no matter what. I was afraid of freezing them to death, so I kindly invited them.
Even entering the horse uniform, they don’t agree.”
"And there are even more people who want to be your disciples. There are thousands of them... rushing to the horse service from all over the country... Some left when they learned that you were not here, saying that they were waiting for you.
Come back to see me again, and some of them also live with those who are studying..." Li Yu had a headache. Zhao Kuo's prestige was too high. There were countless people who wanted to learn from him and wanted to work for him, but Zhao Kuo stayed.
He came to deal with the horse uniforms. He was so busy that he couldn't rest all day.
Zhao Kuo smiled and said to him: "You have done a good job. This time I go to Korea, I will let you stay here."
Li Yu looked at him in fear, shook his head, and said, "Let Di stay. If he stays here to chat with those people, no one will dare to stay."
"Li Yu!! What did you say?" Di's ears were still very bright, and he immediately became angry. He pointed at Xing not far away and said: "It's better to let Xing stay, as long as he is here, those people will not dare to
I’m here to disturb you!”
Xing was stunned, raised his head, and said angrily: "Why not let Ge stay? If Ge stays, those who can scold him will run away!"
The diners laughed, joked with each other, and cursed each other, but the atmosphere was very harmonious. Uncle Le, who was still a little nervous, started laughing in this atmosphere and was no longer so nervous. At these times,
The sadness of the day disappeared amidst such laughter and scolding. Zhao Kuo sat on the carriage and even joked with the diners. His carriage also left Handan in the respectful eyes of everyone.
Zhao Kuo and his disciples had long been accustomed to such looks. Only Uncle Le was still a little uncomfortable. He saw that those Zhao people dared to stop the teacher's carriage and wanted to talk to the teacher. The teacher was not angry at all.
He also greeted them mildly, which made Uncle Le a little confused. In Yan State, no civilians dared to intercept the nobles' carriages. They could only kneel on the ground to express respect. How could they have the qualifications to talk?
Uncle Le couldn't help but walked to the teacher's side and hesitated to speak. Zhao Kuo saw what he was thinking and asked with a smile: "Uncle Le, do you have anything to ask?" Uncle Le clicked.
He nodded and then bravely asked: "I heard that if noble people treat humble people, if they are too close to them, they will no longer respect you. Teacher treats them intimately, but they do not disrespect you."
place, why is this?”
"What kind of humble person do you know?"
"A person who has no talent, is of low origin, and does not know etiquette."
"What I know is different from you. The noble people I know are not because of their origins or their talents, but because of their contributions and their morals... They have contributed to the country and the people.
A person, no matter what his origin, is a noble person, just like the people I met just now, they all fought with me, bravely killed the enemy, and protected the State of Zhao. Can't their contribution and character be said to be noble?
The behavior of a noble person?”
"I know that many people with noble births and talents have fornicated with other kings, murdered their own country's talents, and persecuted their own people. Isn't this behavior the behavior of a humble person?"
"Xunzi said that anyone can become a saint, as long as they improve their morals through learning and do more valuable things. I think whether they can achieve this is the difference between the humble and the noble."
Zhao Kuo said seriously. Among the guests, several people of low background lowered their heads and were speechless. However, nobles like Wang Fan frowned, thinking about Zhao Kuo's
The answer is not based on birth but behavior? Uncle Le seemed to understand something. He suddenly said: "All the people you just met are gentlemen, not villains?" Zhao Kuo laughed and did not answer again.
"Teacher, I am a humble little person." Uncle Le suddenly said.
Everyone was shocked and looked at him hurriedly. Uncle Le said seriously: "I have never made any contributions. I am only respected because of my father and eldest father. I have also done many evil things... so I
Not as good as the few people who blocked the road just now, because they have made great contributions to the country, they are brave..." Zhao Kuo shook his head and said: "What I am talking about is whether you can improve your morals through learning. Now
If you can realize this, you can improve yourself through learning and use your own behavior to become a saint."
"Teacher, can you really become a saint?"
"Of course." Zhao Kuo's eyes were extremely bright. Uncle Le was stunned for a moment, and then nodded. The young Uncle Le silently set a goal for himself, he wanted to become a saint!
As expected, Li Yu did not deceive Zhao Kuo. As soon as he approached the horse suit, Zhao Kuo was stunned. Outside the horse suit, there were bonfires everywhere, and there were many young people trembling in front of the bonfire. There were many of them.
There are nearly a hundred people gathered together according to different places of origin and even nationalities. Such a cold climate is really unfriendly to them. I don’t know who started it, saying that they want to live outside the horse uniform.
If Ma Fujun does not accept him as his disciple, he will not leave.
Such behavior was quickly imitated by others, resulting in today's situation.
Looking around, they are all densely packed with people, most of them are young people, and there are a few older ones. Judging from their clothes, Zhao people are the most numerous, followed by Qi people, Chu people, Yan people, and Wei people.
, there are even Qin people in black... There are quite a few of them, huh? Qin people?? No! How could the Qin people come here? If the Qin people don't have a strict household registration system, they can't leave the country.
?
Looking at these people, Uncle Le seemed to feel threatened. He stood tightly beside the carriage and raised his head to look at them.
"Ma Fujun is here!!"
Different people were shouting in different languages, and the excitement was uncontrollable. A large group of people rushed towards Zhao Kuo. Di and Xing hurriedly blocked the front of the carriage. They were worried that there were assassins among these people, and the diners also reacted.
They came over and hurriedly stood in front of Zhao Kuo. They did not rush in front of Ma Fujun, but after getting closer, they leaned over and bowed to Ma Fujun. Suddenly, Zhao Kuo felt in advance the feeling of the First Emperor being worshiped by the people of the seven countries.
