The beginning is the emperor

Chapter 255 A little bit of arrogance, a thousand miles of brisk wind!

The middle-aged man turned his head and said with a smile: "Master Huang, why don't you speak? In this situation, you don't want to say anything?"

It's already evening, and the wind before this time can be regarded as a strong wind, whistling, the wind in late spring blows from a distance, passes by this pavilion, blows across the water, and then whistling to the distance again go.

Ren Tian said: "Sir, I don't have that much emotion. To me, the mountains and rivers in the world always have their wonders. The mountains and rivers here can only be counted as a small part. I want to Yes, all the mountains and rivers in this world."

The middle-aged man couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Huang does have lofty ambitions. I have also watched it gradually become what it is today in Xinguo. Mr. Huang is indeed a king who is diligent in government and loves the people. But why do you have to occupy this place?" What about all the mountains and rivers in the world, wouldn’t it mean that wars and wars will never end?”

"This great country is naturally pursued by the whole world. Only those who are capable can become the master of the country. As for why war is used, sir, in this world, only war can stop war. The ancient truth has never changed .”

"Young master Huang's words can be described as domineering."

Ren Tian smiled: "Sir, to be honest, it's not that I want to be domineering, but because of this environment, if I don't hit you, you will hit me. You know, sir, my country was besieged by several countries for no reason before. Well, all the caravan routes in North Pingyuan County have been cut off, and now they are even under blockade. In this environment, do I still need to influence them?
The Master said: "Repay grievances with virtue, how can you repay virtue?"Repay grievances with straightness, repay virtues with kindness', my husband must know better than me. "

The middle-aged man smiled, arranged his sleeves again and sat down: "Then what does Mr. Huang want to do to win these thousands of miles of mountains and rivers?"

"Conquer the countries, let all the countries on the mainland become members of our new country. If you are willing to be subdued, it is naturally easy to discuss. If you don't want to, then it is natural to fight."

"Then it seems that you are a king to the outside world, why not practice the way of a saint?"

Ren Tian said: "Please tell me, what is the way of a sage? In the early Spring and Autumn Period, when there were no sages before the sage, where did the way come from? If it is the set of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trust, I think it is only necessary to be familiar with the insider." The way of the sage allows the people of our country to be warmly clothed, sheltered, and fed, not the people of our country or members of our country, so naturally we cannot follow this way."

The middle-aged man nodded: "Then what can I do?"

Ren Tian said: "I would like to use my talent to help me take over the country, educate the people of other countries, and keep my new country stable. With my talent, it must not be difficult."

After saying that, he stood up, clasped his fists and bowed deeply.

Seeing Ren Tian's bow, the middle-aged man fell silent for a moment.

The wind outside seemed to be getting stronger. It was originally a sunny day, but it seemed to change as soon as it was said, but it didn't rain, but the wind became stronger.

The little eunuch stood outside the pavilion, not daring to go in at all, just watching his Majesty talking to the middle-aged man.

Ren Tian didn't wait for a response, and said again: "Sir, do you still remember what you said at the beginning? I have already fulfilled the promise. Xinguo is not a small country now, and it can barely be called a small vassal state. This is the minimum requirement of the gentleman, why is the gentleman silent at this moment?"

The middle-aged man stood up and turned around: "Does Mr. Huang know my identity?"

"Some guesses."

"Oh? Guess it?"

Ren Tian said with a smile: "Sir, if you don't tell me, I will naturally not be able to guess."

The middle-aged man laughed dumbfoundedly: "Young Master Huang, you are too cunning."

He turned around and looked outside with his hands behind his back. In this small pavilion, he looked ahead.

The pavilion fell silent, Ren Tian waited slowly, he knew that the middle-aged man was thinking at this moment.

The strong wind outside the pavilion seemed to have slowed down again. The weather that seemed to be about to rain became cloudless again, and the rippling blue lake below became a clear mirror again.

But the wind still blew the two of them head-on, and the robes of the middle-aged man in the front rustled.

"Mr. Huang, I thought of something. I have a poem. Do you want to hear it?"

"Mr.'s words, naturally all ears."

The middle-aged man laughed loudly, and chanted: "The setting sun embroiders the curtains, and the water in the pavilion is empty."

In the setting sun, roll up the embroidered curtain and look out, the river under the pavilion meets the blue sky, and the setting sun in the distance matches the pavilion, creating a vast expanse.

"Zhijun is my new work, the window is wet and blue."

For my coming, you specially painted the vermilion lacquer on the windows, the color is still fresh.

"Changji Pingshan Hall, pillowed on the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, there is no lonely bird."

This reminds me of the time when I was in Pingshan Hall, leaning on the pillow mat, admiring the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and looking at the scene of lone birds haunting the distant sky.

"I can recognize the drunken man's language, whether the mountain scenery is true or not."

Seeing the scene in front of me today, I can appreciate the faintly visible mountain scenery described in Ouyang Zuiweng's words.

The middle-aged man's singing momentum increased from low to high, and his emotions were surging. All the emotions in his chest became high-spirited at this moment.

"One thousand hectares, the mirror is clean, and the green peak is inverted. Suddenly the waves rise, and a pulsatilla leaf dances."

Ren Tian looked into the lake, the fishermen on the fishing boats were being beaten by the waves, and the whole boat seemed to be dancing on the waves.

"You can laugh at Mr. Lantai, but you can't understand Zhuang Sheng's music. There are males and females in the just way."

It is impossible for a ridiculous person like Song Yu to understand that Zhuangzi's wind is the sound of nature, insisting that there are male and female winds.

The next moment, the middle-aged man's words were full of boldness and boldness. He had a panoramic view of all the mountains and rivers in front of him. The wind was blowing in front of him. Following the last sentence, his clothes were blown flying.

"A little arrogance, a thousand miles of joy!"

In fact, as long as a person has the most powerful aura, he can be calm in any situation and enjoy the endless pleasure of thousands of miles of glory.

Ren Tian had never heard the ancients recite poems and lyrics before, but now that the ancient writer in front of him sang, that kind of heroic emotion spontaneously arose, as if he was the wind in this world, and could blow across the entire world .

"Mr. Huang, what do you think of my poem?"

The middle-aged man turned around with a smile.

"Come on, come on, it will be clear to you."

Ren Tian smiled, took the wine from the stone table, filled the wine glass, raised it, and solemnly said to the middle-aged man: "I respect you, sir."

Afterwards, Ren Tian drank it all in one gulp.

"It should be me who respects Mr. Huang."

There was joy in the middle-aged man's eyes, he picked up the wine glass and drank it down, then clasped his fists in his arms and made a very standard bow, his body bent to a standard ninety degrees.

Then, the words in his mouth appeared:
"Your Majesty, Su Shi, I pay my respects to Your Majesty."

(End of this chapter)