Chapter 18 The First Time

Zhao Yong was stunned when he heard the words and looked down. He saw a thin middle-aged man with a beautiful and drooping neck standing out of the queue and speaking respectfully with his head down. This man looked a little superficial. Zhao Yong thought for a while before he remembered the new internal historian Zhao Jian at this time. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yong said happily, "Are you Zhao Jian? What's the matter?"

"It's Weichen." Zhao Jian bent down slightly.

"I want to ask my father, how many troops and horses are we going to use to destroy Zhongshan?"

Zhao Yong narrowed his eyes, looked at this Zhao Jian with a playful look, and said with a smile, "Good Zhao Yong, as soon as I ask, I will ask where my confidence is. What's your intention?"

Zhao's jaw did not change his color and replied calmly; "I am the master, I am in charge of the internal history, and I am in charge of the grain, so it is necessary to know the preparations I need to make."

Zhao Yong laughed and said, "It's okay to tell you. Anyway, I didn't plan to sneak around this time. I'm going to call 200,000 cyclists this time. I'd like to ask you, is there enough grain in the warehouse?

Zhao Jian thought a little in his heart and replied calmly: "There is a total of 342,700 stones of grain in China, plus the grain and fodder stored in various counties, which can be used by 200,000 troops in a month. If the grain is urgently collected from Daliang and Linzi at a high price, it will not be difficult in February."

Zhao Yong was obviously very satisfied with the performance of Zhao Jian, the big housekeeper. He nodded and said with a smile on his face, "You are really as Feiyi said. You are clear about everything. If you treat me with your heart, I won't treat you badly.

He was about to wave his sleeve to let Zhao Jian retreat, but when he saw Zhao Jian still standing there, he said strangely, "Do you have anything else to say?"

"I would like to ask my father to consider posting the attack on Zhongshan in February."

Zhao Yong was stunned, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he said quietly, "Try your reason."

Li Dui, who was beside him, couldn't help sweating secretly for him when he saw Zhao's appearance. He knew his father well well and knew that he hated others for pointing fingers at his military plan most in his life, but Zhao Jian made it clear that he bumped into this direction, but he didn't know whether this guy did it intentionally or not.

Zhao's face was as usual, but he calmly connected with the master's eyes and said, "There are two reasons. The first is that spring ploughing is approaching. If the State of Zhao mobilizes a large number of young and strong labor, this move will inevitably affect this year's harvest. In the short term, there may be no impact, and there may be famine at the end of the year.

When Zhao Azuo spoke, he quickly raised his eyes and brushed his father's face. Seeing that he was unmoved, he knew that this obviously did not touch him. Perhaps for the master, a great victory means everything, and it may not be a way to supplement by fighting.

After a pause, he continued to say, "Second, the middle mountains are in the plains. It is rainy in spring and muddy. It is not suitable for our Zhao cavalry and chariots to fight. If the weather turns into summer in two months, it will be a dry and hard surface, which is the best time."

Zhao Yong couldn't help but be shocked, and his face was a little moved. He couldn't help looking at this internal history that had been ignored by him.

From a purely military point of view, Zhao Ya's suggestion is indeed a problem that must be considered. At first, Zhao Yong did not notice this point, which also made him look at Zhao Ya with some new eyes.

Zhao Yong frowned and walked back and forth slowly in front of the throne, obviously thinking about Zhao's suggestion. More than a dozen people under the seat looked at each other and dared not disturb him.

Finally, Zhao Yong stopped and looked up and said decisively, "What you said makes sense. I'm really in a hurry. I decided to postpone the mobilization and destroy Zhongshan after the end of spring ploughing two months later.

"No." Everyone agreed.

"You go down first. I have to think about the plan after the change. Zhao Jian, you stay."

After everyone left, Zhao Yong stretched out his hand with a smile and motioned to Zhao jaw, "Sit down."

"Thank you, Lord." Zhao Ao saluted and thanked him. His buttocks were just shallowly stained with the external test. He was a little nervous and forced to calm down. Although he has been in the officialdom for many years, it is the first time that he has talked to the supreme ruler of the State of Zhao face to face alone. In the final analysis, he still can't suppress his excitement.

Zhao Yong has been a king for many years. He is not surprised by this. He smiled, took a sip of tea, frowned and complained, "The tea in the palace is light and tasteless, or is the strong wine in the north. When you are free, I will take you to drink a few bags, and you can rest when you are drunk."

Zhao's face was embarrassed and he whispered, "I'm going back to my father, I... I'm not good at drinking."

Zhao Yong patted him on the shoulder with a smile and laughed, "It's a pity not to drink. Men should drink the strongest wine, ride the most irritable horse, and play with the most beautiful woman. Such a life is called life and wonderful."

Zhao Jian has been reading sages since he was a child. He couldn't stand such a novel and strange idea of his master, and it was not easy to say anything, so he had to laugh a few times to cover up the embarrassment on his face.

Fortunately, Zhao Yong didn't want to be too entangled in this question, so he asked some internal affairs. Zhao Ao answered carefully, and the answer was watertight. Zhao Yong usually ignores most of the government, especially the matter of money and grain. Now when he is explained by Zhao Ya, he understands a lot, and he increasingly feels that Zhao Ya is a rare talent.

Looking at Zhao with a smile, he said, "I heard that you are also the clan of the State of Zhao, but which one? What should I call my name according to my generation?

Zhao Jian's heart "clucked", and the most worried thing in his heart finally happened, but his face forcibly replied calmly; "I reported to the master father, Weichen is the fifth grandson of Xiangzi, and the generation is the master father of your brother."

Zhao Yong knew it for a long time, but he deliberately pretended not to know and was surprised; "But it's Xiangzi who flooded Zhibo?"

Zhao Jian nodded, "Exactly."

Zhao Yong laughed and said, "It turns out that you are still Xiangzi. It's really rare. You should know that Xiangzi is one of my most respected ancestors in the Zhao family. I thought your veins had been cut off, but I didn't expect that you were after Xiangzi. It's really rare."

Seeing that the master's father's look was not fake, Zhao Jian was secretly relieved and felt funny in his heart. I really measure the amount of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. The master is broad-minded and doesn't care about the illusory things a hundred years ago, but he is more careful and can't let go.

Zhao Yong asked with interest again: "Is your only one in Xiangzi's vein?"

Zhao hurriedly replied, "Exactly. Our vein has always been not prosperous. In the fourth generation, the State of Zhao fought with the State of Wei. All four brothers in the ancestral clan died in the battlefield, leaving only one son. Fortunately, I was blessed by God. This son is a man, who is my father.

Zhao Yong nodded and said sadly, "It's not easy to pass on for a hundred years."

What else did you think of? He said with great interest, "You have a son named Zhao Xin, right? Last time he made a lot of trouble, right?"

Zhao Jian said with a ashamed face, "It's the dog. It's the little minister who is negliant to teach, so that the dog is so stubborn and unbearable to cause a big disaster. I hope the master will forgive his forgiveness."

Zhao Yong shook his head indifferently and said with a smile, "Nonsense, how stubborn it is. In my opinion, he is a good young man. I have heard about him in Daijun. I am happy with kindness and hatred. For the sake of my subordinates, I don't hesitate to draw my sword on the street to the powerful. I'm happy! The most rare thing is that he dares to be at a young age, but he doesn't lose the face of our Zhao family. He is a good man.

These words of praise stopped in Zhao's ears, and it was completely unpleasant. He forced himself to smile and said with a bitter smile: "Thank you for your appreciation. Weichen thanked him on behalf of the dog."

Zhao Yong saw that the words in his words were insincere, and also guessed what he was thinking, so he said, "You have some complaints about me in your heart. Do you think I favor the prince and refuse to do justice for you?"

Zhao Jian was shocked and quickly stood up to apologize, "I don't dare. I hope the master can learn from it."

Zhao Yong smiled and waved his hand and said, "Don't be so nervous. It's just you and me today. You don't have to be formal with the king and minister. Just be casual."

"In fact, it is reasonable for you to complain about me. At that time, Gong Zicheng was indeed unreasonable, and I couldn't persuade him, so I simply let him go."

Saying that Zhao Yong sighed slightly here, and his expression was a little sad. He said, "If you want to say that I am an uncle, I am really stubborn. Nowadays, many things are unreasonable, just to fight for a breath and don't hesitate to make a big fus. In fact, it is clear in my heart that he is mostly trying to put pressure on me again. He is venting his dissatisfaction and resentment against me. It is true that I am sorry for him.

"At the beginning, when I issued the order of 'Hufu riding and shooting', the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty opposed it except for Feiyi and Lou Huan. After persuading my uncle, I begged him to agree to stand on my side, and the change of law could proceed smoothly. Later, I had to seize his power in order to limit the powerful public family. I knew that he had a grudge against me in his heart, so I made trouble in every way. Most of the time, I opened my eyes and closed my eyes, which developed his domineering nature recently.

Zhao Ju didn't expect that there was still such a feeling in it. He didn't expect that the master would talk to him about these things on a whim, and it was inconvenient to interrupt. He just listened patiently.

Seeing Zhao Yong shaking his head gently again, he smiled bitterly and said, "Actually, my uncle loved me the most when I was a child. He probably thought I had forgotten it for a long time. In fact, I remember it very clearly. So no matter what he does in this life, as long as it is not a rebellion, I will forgive him."

After saying that, he looked at Zhao's jaw with deep meaning and said slowly, "Now you should understand why I abandoned you at the beginning, not because you were wrong, but because he was my uncle."

Zhao Jian lowered his head slightly and said respectfully, "I understand that I will be respectful to the prince in the future, and I will never offend him."

Zhao Yong nodded with satisfaction. He was probably a little tired. He rubbed his temples and said slowly, "You go down first. I'm a little tired and want to rest for a while.

When Zhao Jian was about to leave, Zhao Yong remembered something again and shouted at him.

"That's right, your son is not young this year. He will ride and shoot from Taiwan the day after tomorrow. You let him also come to participate. I would like to see this boy."

"No!" Zhao Zhao answered and turned around and slowly retreated.