[Qin] Qin Shi

"This is simply absurd!" Lin Xiangru has never had a moment like this, wishing that he was really old and hard of hearing, so that he would not have to hear such absurd thoughts, so absurd that it makes people laugh, "Your Majesty, why don't you This is to put the country of Zhao in a dangerous place, and to put the people of Zhao in a dangerous place!"

His hands on the table were shaking violently, and his questioning voice was exhausted with anger: "Have you never thought about those soldiers who fought at the border? Never thought about those soldiers who stayed away from home for the sake of the motherland Can the soldiers return to their homeland?" He glared at Zhao Wangyan, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

"Old Lin's words are too serious," the young King Zhao didn't take this old man who had dedicated most of his life to the country of Zhao to heart. His expression was full of concern, but under the care he couldn't hide his perfunctory He didn't care, "Those barbarians will only try out at the border in winter. They don't dare to go deep into the land of our Zhao country. It's not a climate."

Lin Xiangru pointed at King Zhao with trembling fingers, as if he was seeing this man for the first time: "This is simply too ridiculous! It's a big joke in the world!" His panting was intense, but Zhao Wangyan who was sitting opposite It was a completely indifferent attitude, and he was even in the mood to smile and wait for Lin Xiangru's next words.

"Mr. Lin is thinking too much," Zhao Wang held up the teacup, his winning smile was in stark contrast to Lin Xiang's unbelievable anger at this moment. General Li Mu spent those years in northern Xinjiang, didn’t he beat those barbarians to the bum, wouldn’t he dare to do it again?”

"Look at the past few days, there is no single general at the border, so it's safe and sound." As if feeling that this was not enough, King Zhao raised his hand and tidied up his clothes, which hadn't been messed up at all, "Yao Yan said Let’s look at the history a hundred years later, I’m afraid your brilliant life was completely ruined by admonishing the late king a few years ago, sending that traitor Lian Po to northern Xinjiang to replace General Li Mu.”

Saying this, Zhao Wangyan looked at Lin Xiangru's expression with more and more contempt; "When you were young, you may have had a clear insight into the past and the present, but now you are just an old man in his dying years. Even the judgment - these years have been sent to the Those grains in northern Xinjiang should be thrown away and listened to."

His tone was full of the arrogance and gift of 'I don't pursue it, so come and thank me', and even his face was full of complacency and pride: "Father did not dare to move forward because of Changping's defeat, because he was afraid Yu Qin does not dare to deal with you old generals and ministers, but he is not a former king, so he does not have so much indecision."

"Indecisive?" Lin Xiangru took a deep breath, and began to think whether he was really old, and even saw people not as accurately as before. In his memory, although Prince Yan didn't like them very much, he Shouldn't he be so aggressive and disrespectful, "You care about the pardon of the former king, the reuse of old officials, the respect for the old man and General Lianpo, and the tolerance for the people of Zhao State—you call it indecision?"

"Isn't it?" Zhao Wangyan confronted Lian Po, "After Lian Po's defeat in Changping, as long as he has some responsibility, he should apologize with death and comfort those Zhao soldiers who died because of him. It's not shameless. Gou alive, and even have the face to continue to serve as a general, and send troops to my Zhao country?"

As he spoke, Zhao Wang became more and more righteous, and he looked at Lin Xiangru with a straight back: "If Lin Xiangru hadn't recommended him with all his strength, our country of Zhao would not have hired the wrong person, so that Changping was defeated so badly. As a result, the late king became a sinner of the Zhao state, and he would not be able to let it go until he died—if the late king did not respect you veterans too much."

Leaving aside how much he favored the former king in his words, he did not hide his malice towards veteran officials like Lin Xiangru.Looking at the young King Zhao who was determined to seize power from him, his eyebrows were full of hostility, Lin Xiangru only felt that he was stupid for choosing to protect himself and be neutral when the previous king established the crown prince: "The general Wang Changping was defeated, and all blame With Lian Po and the veteran?"

When the anger reached the extreme, Lin Xiangru's tone became calmer.

"Isn't it?" King Zhao didn't seem to be aware of the undercurrent of Lian Po's calmness, "Three years, three years of futile work, wasted on Zhao's reserve, and in the end even princes and nobles have to tighten their pants Belt supply to the front line. Obviously there is no need for such a war, but you and Lian Po are so stubborn, and even let go of the front line supply after Lian Po was replaced by Zhao Kuo, which led to the lack of reserves and insufficient armaments of Zhao Guo in the later stage The front line is tired, and the butcher took advantage of it."

Lin Xiangru looked at Zhao Wangyan, and at the child he had grown up with, his eyes were as strange as before: "Is this the reason why the king cut off the need for the northern line, and even forced the old general of Zhao to leave?" He seemed to mention an irrelevant thing, "Just because the king thought that the old man let go of the front line because he was dissatisfied with the former king, and killed those good men together with Lian Po?"

"What kind of veteran is he, Lianpo?" Zhao Wangyan's expression suddenly turned ferocious, "What kind of thing is he, Lianpo, who killed 40 sons of Zhao Guo, and still has the face to continue to send troops and generals to live on. It’s as if those unjust souls who died in vain, those men who buried their bones in other lands never existed! He still has the face to live, and even served as the general of our Zhao country, and brazenly said that he would defend his family and defend the country to the end?!”

"Where did he get the face to die on the battlefield, where does he get the face to stand on the station and even want to be buried in this land as a marquis!" Lin Xiangru looked at Zhao Wang, watched him rushing to the gate with angry eyes, and looked at Zhao Wang in front of him. When it came to the old incident more than ten years ago, this young man who had been talking and laughing at Yan Yan from the beginning of the meeting angrily reprimanded: "What kind of veteran is Lian Po!"

The scene in the room was reversed, the angry person changed from Lin Xiangru to Zhao Yan, and the calm and controlling person changed from Zhao Yan to Lin Xiangru: "Gu is just letting him go back to Handan. If he has no guilt in his heart, he will naturally obey Wang Ling." Back in Handan, he left with a guilty conscience and treason, this is his choice!"

"If he doesn't leave," Lin Xiangru clenched his palms under the table, "how will the king deal with him? Is it to make him shut up and reflect on whether he should lead troops? It's a sinful edict announced to the world to comfort the king's heart Those Zhao Guoerlangs who died because of him? Or maybe it's a combination of both."

"Shouldn't he?" Zhao Yan scolded angrily, "That's the 40 good men of my Zhao Guozheng! Those are the 40 Zhao Guoer men who are still waiting for them to go home!"

"It's like the great king who changed the position of his subordinates, took away his authority, and even announced to the world that Lin Xiangru is old and sick, and can no longer deal with world affairs, and needs to rest behind closed doors. After a while, when the turmoil passes, everyone will regard us as old officials and veterans. After forgetting, find a chance to bestow the old minister on the bed when he died of illness, and give the king a chance to have a grand funeral, so as to show the king's broad mind and attract wise men?" Lin Xiangru ignored Zhao Yan's words.

He looked at Zhao Yan stubbornly, slowly loosened his tightly clenched palms, and looked down at his own palms, looking at the faint bruising marks: "The king's scheming has improved a lot compared to before." As a counselor who planned most of Zhao's life for the state of Zhao, he was not angry because of Zhao Yan's calculations. With Qiang Qin in front, he would only be angry if Zhao Yan had no skills.

What he was dissatisfied with was Zhao Yan's attitude towards Lian as a joke: "From the king's point of view," Lin Xiangru took a deep breath, "winning Lin Xiangru and Lian Po to avenge the past is better than the lives of the soldiers at the border. Is it more important?" His eyes mourned, "For the sake of two humble lives, can the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers at the border be ignored?"

"Gu also said it." After roaring the anger in his heart, Zhao Yan also realized his gaffe.Obviously he is the winner of this plan, he should be calm and calm, instead of being driven out of his mind by a few words like just now: "Those barbarians dare not attack."

"How would you know, Your Majesty?" Lin Xiangru looked at Zhao Yan, the king who had just succeeded to the throne, but his self-willedness had become apparent. -"

"You haven't seen Lin Xiang either." Zhao Yan straightened his clothes again, and he didn't intend to sit down again. "Since Lin Xiang hasn't seen him, where does he have the face to reprimand Gu?" He condescended Looking at the gray-haired old man, he expected indifference, "I'm alone today, and I just want to tell Mr. Lin something."

He maliciously dismissed Lin Xiangru's title of "Xiangxiang": "Tomorrow there will be a new Zuoxiang who will take office." So from now on, you are just an ordinary old man in my country of Zhao. I know now. What I want to tell you is the news that just came this morning——Lian Po has entered Wei."

Lin Xiangru didn't look up, he looked down at his palm, as if he had been completely isolated from the outside world.

Zhao Yan didn't care either, he left behind the old man who was now powerless and unable to interfere in Zhao's internal affairs, the young king in power easily stepped over the threshold of the study, and walked out of the place that had weighed on his heart for many years Perhaps because of his overjoyed pace, he bumped into someone at the corner.

"I'm sorry, my lord, please forgive me." It was a teenager who looked like he was only in his teens. Perhaps because of panic, the boy lowered his head. The difference in height made Zhao Wang only able to see the hair of the other party. With black and smooth hair, "Please forgive me, my lord." He repeated again, with a tone of trepidation.

If it was in the past, King Zhao would definitely care about the other party's rudeness, but today he is in a good mood, so why would he care about these trivial things: "Keep your eyes open," he snorted, patted and was bumped into The place, striding towards the gate of Lin Mansion.

But he didn't see that behind him, the young man who bumped into him slowly raised his head, watching his back with indifference and murderous intent in his eyes.It wasn't until the old man coughed violently in the study that he calmed down those negative emotions, returned to cynicism, and walked towards the study with a smile.

"Little Shu——" Lin Xiangru looked at the young man who entered the study with sad eyes, "It's the old man who dragged you down," he murmured in a low voice, "It's the old man who dragged you down." He looked at Bai Shu , what I see is not Bai Shu, but those Zhao Guoerlang who have lived and lived wantonly.

"It's Zhao Guo, I'm sorry for them..."

The author has something to say: I bought an apple on impulse, I guess I will be so poor this month Orz

The moment I swiped the card, I suddenly understood why so many money-digging girls

Because of poverty——