The government provided lunch, and after eating, Guo Shao tried to find out where Zhao Kuangyin was. Finally, he heard that he was meeting in the Dianqiansi Yamen.
He was told not to enter the hall, but immediately heard a loud voice like a bell, Zhao Kuangyin's voice:
The emperor told the ministers that the battle of Gaoping did not rely on a large number of people, but on a small number of capable soldiers to turn the tide. Therefore, the number of soldiers is not important, but the quality is. The emperor sympathized with the suffering of the people and said that one hundred households could barely support one soldier; the more soldiers there were, the greater the burden on the people.
It takes the blood and sweat of a hundred households to support one soldier. If this soldier cannot defend his country and cannot be used in the battlefield, what is the use of him? The current priority is to reorganize the imperial guards and eliminate those cowardly, fearful, old, weak, lazy, and undisciplined soldiers. Promote the elite soldiers who are strong and skilled in archery and horse riding to become top soldiers, and the state will provide them with armor, weapons, and food. The weak soldiers who are eliminated will become low-ranking soldiers, who will be sent to farm and cultivate the land on weekdays, and be called upon to assist the main force in combat during wartime.
The meeting inside was endless. Guo Shao was anxious and wanted to get things clear this afternoon. If he didn't wait, what if Zhao Kuangyin's meeting was over and there were other things to do? So he might as well wait a little longer and slowly understand the central government's spirit of military management outside the lobby.
Zhao Kuangyin finally came out. When he saw Guo Shao coming forward to salute, he laughed heartily and said, "I recognize you."
Guo Shao thinks Zhao Kuangyin is actually a sunny person. Maybe it's because his face is too dark, which makes people think of it being exposed to the sun.
I pay my respects to General Zhao. Guo Shao said politely.
Zhao Kuangyin glanced at him and said: Let’s go to the signing room.
Guo Shao thought to himself: Talking to powerful people is worry-free. Even if you don’t say anything, they will know that you have something to talk to them about, and they will directly find a place to talk.
The two walked into a public room, Zhao Kuangyin sat down next to the big wooden table, and then asked Guo Shao to sit down. He said nothing, pretending to care about how Guo Shao was doing after taking office, and didn't say a word of politeness. He just calmly waited for Guo Shao to speak. This silence seemed to be like Zhao Kuangyin saying: If you have something to say, do it now.
The brief silence made Guo Shao even more nervous. On the one hand, he was thinking about how to express himself, on the other hand, he was speculating on Zhao Kuangyin's possible reaction after he knew about it. For a moment, he was under a lot of pressure and really felt a bit like meeting his elder brother-in-law.
He finally spoke: General Zhao, do you know Jingniang, the abbess of Yuzhen Temple
Why did Zhao Kuangyin's eyes, which were originally calm but also slightly impatient, suddenly brighten up
Out of politeness, Guo Shao did not stare into Zhao Kuangyin's eyes. The etiquette and customs of this era were a bit special. If a person of low status looked directly at the other person, it would be regarded as disrespectful; but Guo Shao believed that the eyes are the windows to the soul. A person can disguise his expression, words and deeds, but the eyes can easily reveal clues. It depends on whether others can carefully detect them. So Guo Shao kept paying attention to Zhao Kuangyin's eyes without making a sound.
I think Jing Niang is very good, Guo Shao was a little hesitant. He felt that it was not a good idea to say directly that I had slept with her, so he temporarily held back the words on his lips.
Zhao Kuangyin was a very smart person. When he saw Guo Shao seemed to be hesitant to speak, combined with the half sentence he had already said, he could probably guess with his toes that Guo Shao was interested in Jingniang.
For a moment, Zhao Kuangyin's face, which never changed color from dark red, became full of rich expressions.
He seemed to be somewhat annoyed, but also seemed to be relieved.
Zhao Kuangyin immediately said without hesitation: I knew a person named Jingniang many years ago, but she was not a Taoist priest, and I have never heard of Yuzhen Temple.
Guo Shao was stunned for a moment, then asked: Could it be that Jingniang from Yuzhen Temple is someone General Zhao once knew, but you didn't know that she became a nun in Tokyo
Zhao Kuangyin laughed loudly, but it didn't sound as hearty as usual. After he finished laughing, he sighed and said, "To be honest, the girls in Beijing I know are all my faults."
Guo Shao hurriedly said: I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned General Zhao's regret.
It's all in the past. Zhao Kuangyin said, the Taoist nun in the Taoist temple just has the same name, there are so many people with the same name in the world, it's not surprising.
Zhao Kuangyin felt indescribable. Back then, he and Jingniang had walked thousands of miles together. Not to mention people, even a piece of stone would become warm after a long time. Seeing that she was going to be with another man, how could Zhao Kuangyin feel good
It would be fine if Jingniang returned to her hometown and got married, out of sight, out of mind.
But the inner struggle could not shake Zhao Kuangyin's decision. For the sake of the great cause and the ambition in his heart, he could not let anything or anyone affect him even a little bit.
Many people knew about the good deed he had done before. Now that Zhao Kuangyin has gradually risen to a higher position, more people will be interested in his deeds. If there is any follow-up to Zhao Kuangyin's upright and righteous deeds, wouldn't it have a counterproductive effect
Many people knew that Jingniang had jumped into the lake. Zhao Kuangyin occasionally heard people talking about the past and expressed how much regret he had. Now she was not dead, and so many years had passed. Why didn't he, Zhao Kuangyin, make up for the regret of rejecting Jingniang, but let Jingniang wait for many years and then marry someone else
Zhao Kuangyin knew very well that Jingniang's death was the best and most perfect ending; she could not come back to life, and even if she came back to life she would not be the same Jingniang.
After hearing this, Guo Shao said: "So that's the case. I made a mistake. But it is necessary to greet General Zhao first. I heard that you and Jing Niang were siblings. Since she is not General Zhao's adopted sister, I can make my own decision."
Zhao Kuangyin said: Although I am your superior, I cannot interfere in the family affairs of my subordinates.
Guo Shao said: "I understand that I am guilty of bothering Zhao Yuhou with such a matter today. Goodbye."
Wait. Zhao Kuangyin had a dark face, although his face was always dark. If you want to marry the female Taoist priest named Jingniang in the Taoist temple, it is best to let her change her name. There are always some people in the world who have nothing to do and make up stories. They will make up rumors without any basis. We must guard against their nonsense.
Yes. Guo Shao hurriedly replied that the good name of a chaste woman must not be blasphemed. If the female abbot is willing to return to secular life in the future, I will ask her to change her name.
As soon as Guo Shaogang left, Zhao Kuangyin suddenly heard a clicking sound. He looked down and found that the cup in his hand could not hold it tightly and had cracks.
But a moment later, when he imagined the achievements and rewards of realizing his ambitions, nothing mattered. The road is crowded with many competitors, full of thorns and lost paths, but only one goal is the clearest.
Looking at those who have accomplished great things, Emperor Gaozu of Han could abandon even his wife when he was in trouble. What was there to hesitate about for a woman who traveled around the country and pretended to be a ghost
Although Zhao Kuangyin felt a little uncomfortable, he also felt relieved. Among the complicated emotions, relief was the main feeling. He even had a good impression of Guo Shao. How come this man just happened to come out to solve my troubles? This matter is a good thing after all. A man of honor should not be upset about such a small thought.
Guo Shao didn't quite believe what Zhao Kuangyin said. But he did this because he knew the rules. If Zhao Kuangyin didn't recognize it, what did it have to do with me
At this moment, Guo Shao also heaved a sigh of relief, feeling relieved. His troubles had finally been solved. At this moment, he felt light and fluttery. Although he was wearing a heavy armor, he felt as if a big stone had fallen from his heart.
He thought again: We can put Jingniang aside for now and wait for her to calm down and think it through. I believe she can figure it out.
At this time, Guo Shao put aside his burning worries and remembered what he saw outside Xuande Gate in the morning, where a group of people gathered to make trouble. Looking at the wind direction, the Zhou Dynasty was preparing for war again.
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