Fang Xie didn't ask what Luo Yao was going to do, and Luo Yao didn't say anything.
But both of them knew that it was nothing more than four words... Turning a family into a country.
The tea on the table was getting cold, and the conversation between the two of them seemed to have run out. If Fang Jie is a guest, and Luo Yao didn't let his attendant refill tea, that means you can leave. But in fact Luo Yao lost his mind slightly, and Fang Jie lowered his head in thought. The two men were sitting facing each other, one with his jaw raised slightly, his eyes staring at him. One looked down at the teacup with a solemn expression.
"You could be ruined."
After being silent for a long time, Fang Jie spit out a sentence from his mouth together with the turbid air.
Luo Yao looked at him without any change in his expression: "You've lost your reputation?"
He smiled, walked to the map hanging in the big tent, and stretched out his hand to draw a big, big circle: "The world is not as big as this picture, but for most, it is the whole world. This map The people living in it are different from the people living on another map in terms of character, customs, appearance, or many other things. But there is one truth that is the same no matter where it is, and it will never change.”
He said: "History is written by the victors, and they can write whatever they want. You just asked me if I was afraid, why should I be afraid? If I win, who would dare to say right and wrong in front of me? If I lose, Why should I care about right and wrong behind?"
Fang Jie raised his head: "When you talk about success or failure, it means that you don't have the confidence in your heart."
Luo Yao smiled and shook his head: "Is there anything in this world that is 100% sure before it is done? I never believe those confident people who say that I will definitely do it well. It’s useless, it’s just an excuse to comfort yourself and encourage yourself. Confident people don’t blindly think that they can succeed in everything, but are confident that they are more prepared than anyone else.”
"Most people misunderstand the word self-confidence. They think that self-confidence means believing in themselves. There are two types of self-confidence. The first kind of people are confident but have no ability. They talk too much and make people think they are capable. The other is arrogance. The other is the guy who never tells anyone what he did and then makes it big when people think he can't."
Luo Yao paused for a moment, stretched out his hand and clicked on the position of Yongzhou City on the map: "I first entered Yongzhou, trembling with fear and exhausted my energy. At that time, how many people in the court said that I could not suppress the southwest corner. After breaking Yongzhou, my men There are no more than 20,000 troops, and there will be no more than ten people. I am not confident, but I have to let others feel that I am confident. Now, when I lead the army to the north, if you say that I may be ruined, it is because you don't believe me... because you don't know the name Luo Yao , I don’t understand this person’s state of mind, I’ve never been as confident as I am today.”
He said indifferently: "If I wanted to plot a land, I could have cut off the three southwestern provinces from the map of Sui ten years ago. Even if Sui had millions of troops, so what?"
"Three."
Fang Jie looked at Luo Yao and said.
"What three?"
Luo Yao frowned slightly.
Fang Jie said seriously: "There are actually three kinds of self-confidence, one is arrogance, the other is self-confidence, and the other is conceit."
Luo Yao was silent for a while, then nodded: "You are right, but I never think conceited is a bad word."
He stretched out his hand and drew a line on the map, and cut straight the northwest half of the Sui Dynasty: "I have the courage and ability to draw this on the map, who can? If this is conceited, I would like to think you are praising me Li Yuanshan's vision is too shallow, and he can only see the next day. His rebellion is not a reason to be cast aside. As I said just now, only the victor is qualified to write history. If he wins, then it will be recorded in the history books He is a saint who overthrew the violent Sui Dynasty and relieved the suffering of the people."
"His mistake is that he hooked up with the people of Mengyuan... In the Central Plains, anyone who is capable can try to grab it. If Yang Jian, the founding emperor of the Sui Dynasty, the ancestor of the Yang family more than a hundred years ago, sticks to the principle of being a minister Will he compete in the Central Plains in his duty? Will there be the current Great Sui Dynasty? In just a hundred years, the thief of the country has become the orthodoxy in the mouths of the people. What is the difference between what I am going to do now, and Yang Jian?"
Hearing this sentence, Fang Jie couldn't help being startled.
Luo Yao's words seemed to be correct.
In the Dazheng Dynasty of the Central Plains, the royal family ruled this land. As a subject of Dazheng, Yang Jian rebelled, and finally relied on his own ability and his soldiers to fight to the death, and pulled the Wang family from the dragon chair. Presumably at that time, many people pointed at Yang Jian and cursed him, saying that he was a traitor.
Only more than a hundred years have passed, and people have forgotten the country called Dazheng. Every commoner is proud of being a Sui person, and feels that it is justifiable for the Yang family to sit on the dragon chair.
"Do you think that if Yang Jian cared about others scolding him back then, would he be the Da Sui he is now?"
Luo Yao looked at Fang Jie and asked.
The topic between the two of them had already been exhausted, but Fang Jie's sentence that you might be ruined brought the topic back. Even Fang Jie himself didn't know what the purpose of saying this was to warn Luo Yao, or to persuade him. The words can't be more thorough now, there is nothing that cannot be opened.
"Successful... are a minority after all."
When Fang Jie said these words, he suddenly realized that he was really weak in his bones.
"Why do you think I'm not one of the few?"
Luo Yao smiled indifferently: "No one is born with the world in mind, that's a freak. Although Yang Jian did not come from a poor family back then, the Yang family was not considered a wealthy family. He first entered the official career, but he was from the seventh rank. The head of the granary, when faced with the numbers on the ledger every day, what he thought in his heart was how to do his job well and get promoted as soon as possible, not to be the emperor. Later, bandits attacked the granary, and the general who guarded the grain died in battle. He led the food guards to keep the food and grass, and he started to make a fortune from then on.”
"When he was a Jiedushi, did he have the same thoughts as when he was a granary clerk?"
Luo Yao said: "The road I walked is nothing more than the road that Yang Jian walked more than a hundred years ago."
Fang Jie was silent, without any words to refute.
The world is not the world of one family. If the Central Plains is regarded as a grassland, then naturally the strongest and most ferocious beast is the king. When another beast on this grassland gradually becomes stronger, it must try to challenge the king. This is the truth that will never change, regardless of human or animal.
Yeah... why does the world have to belong to the Yang family
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"It's a good thing you're grateful."
Luo Yao looked at Fang Jie and said lightly: "So I have never asked you to do anything, but I hope you can change yourself. But you have to be clear about one thing, gratitude and ambition are never the same thing. Even if I leave To this day, I have never said a bad word about the Yang family, because the Yang family also treated me kindly, there is no need to deny this."
"Li Yuanshan keeps cursing the Yang family, just to make himself look more righteous."
He drank the herbal tea in the cup, ignoring that the herbal tea seemed to be much bitterer than hot tea: "Even if I really take that step in the future, I still won't speak ill of the Yang family. What do you want, It’s enough to grab it upright, why bother to slander others and elevate yourself?”
"If a person is short, he doesn't really become taller by saying he is tall all day long."
"Going to grab it dignifiedly?"
Fang Jie repeated it in a murmur, and suddenly realized that this sentence was a bit ridiculous.
Qiang, put together with Tangtang Zhengzheng, no matter how it looks so awkward.
Luo Yao didn't seem to want to continue on this matter, so he was silent for a while and said, "Whether you admit it or not, you are my son. Even if I don't give you this title, you still Yes. So I don’t want the differences between you and me to drift apart. If you have anything to say, you can open up and say it clearly. I know the pain in my heart, but I also know that the more I suffer, the more I have to speak clearly. , let you guess, you will suffer more."
"When you were in Yongzhou, you had the opportunity to inform the emperor, but you didn't do it because you still thought about the relationship between father and son in your heart. This is very good... blood relatives are always stronger than any feelings, monarchs and ministers, masters and apprentices , brothers, friends... in the face of blood relationship, they are all thin and pitiful."
Fang Jie shook his head, he wanted to say that in the face of desire, it seems that blood relationship can become thin and pitiful.
Luo Yao's current desire has swelled to the point that it takes the whole world to hold it.
"If you want to kill someone, then go for it."
Luo Yao sat down on the chair and picked up the book he had read halfway: "You are grateful for the emperor's kindness to you. If I stop you from doing something, you must be resentful in your heart. The relationship between our father and son is inherently different. I don’t want to dig the ditch deeper because of such a trivial matter. If you want to kill the rebels to repay the emperor, then go. As for whether it will cause the rebels to counterattack, you don’t have to care about it.”
"I am still a courtier of the Sui Dynasty. The Yang family also showed me kindness back then. Before I raise the flag, I have to do my duty as a courtier. If you annoy Yin Poshan and he dares to come, I dare to kill. But you have to remember, the lives of ten Yin Poshan, one hundred Yin Poshan, two hundred thousand rebels, and one million rebels combined are not as important as your life, because you It's my son. Shanziying, you pull it out yourself, and come back after killing some people, don't fight... After all, you are a new leader, and Yin Poshan has been a leader for more than ten years, and has far more experience than you. "
Fang Jie nodded mechanically, then got up and prepared to leave.
"I want to understand one thing now."
Luo Yao looked at his back and said indifferently: "When you first came back, I wanted to tie you down and never leave again. But in the past few days, I have also thought about it a lot. There is a father-son relationship between me and you. Even if you leave, you still have to come back..."
Fang Jie's footsteps paused, and then strode away.
After Fang was gone, a man in a large black robe came out from behind the large tent, holding a pot of hot tea in his hand to refill Luo Yao's teacup.
The black robe was too loose, so I couldn't tell what his figure was. The hat on the robe covered most of his face, which was also covered with a silver mask. The shape of this mask is very strange. There is only one hole in the position of the eyes on the mask, and only one left eye is exposed.
On the two cuffs of the black robe, a group of burning red flames were embroidered respectively.
"The general is not afraid that he will really leave?"
The man in black asked while pouring tea. His voice was very special, a little hoarse, but not unpleasant.
"Have to try."
Luo Yao said in a flat tone: "I won't let him go, he won't be here if he doesn't care. I'll give him a chance to go, and if he doesn't go, I can breathe a sigh of relief."
"The General is right."
The man in the black robe seemed to be smiling, but he didn't make a sound, and he was wearing a mask, but it gave the impression that he was smiling.
"Instead of hiding it, it's better to be open and honest. After all, sooner or later he will inherit everything from the general."
"inherit?"
Luo Yao frowned slightly, and a very unusual meaning flashed in his eyes.
"Tell him like this, he will feel that the general is magnanimous."
The man in black walked to the door and looked at Fang Jie's back: "It's perfect... I didn't even think it was so perfect... It's just too simple. He might really think that the general let him go to Hebei just to take care of him." His emotions. What the general wants is not just Xinkoucang, not just Huangyang Road, nor just a corner in the southwest, so what the general wants is the hearts of the people. Falling out with Yang Yanye and finding an excuse to occupy Xinkoucang Huangyang Road is a means. Now that Huang Yangdao is basically in his hands, it is also a means to appease the rebels in Hebei by destroying them before the people of Huangyang Dao get angry. Once the war starts against the rebels, the people in Chang'an really don't understand what the general is going to do. This is still a means. The hearts of the people in the world are the hearts of the sons, and the generals want it, and one move is everywhere, which is really wonderful."
Luo Yao looked up at him, and said in a cold voice, "You still can't speak."
The man in black shrugged his shoulders: "I'm used to it, I've been telling the truth for so many years."