Chapter 85 Great Imperial Palace 3

Zhao He stretched out his hand and stopped there. He just looked at his brother who was kneeling on the ground. He was stunned and was a little at a loss.

To be fair, although he was a little jealous when he was young, his brother had been with his father and lived a colorful life. But it's just jealousy, not jealousy. Just at the age of 13, he didn't have many ideas and never felt Zhao Zhang's hostility to him. He even naively thought that this brother would still treat him like he was a child. Although he didn't laugh, he always brought interesting stories to his lonely childhood after returning from the expedition.

In the final analysis, Zhao He regards Zhao Zhang as a brother more in his heart. Although he is very envious, he has never been hostile to him.

But now Zhao Zhang expressed his strong dissatisfaction to him in such a naked way.

So Zhao He was just at a loss and looked at his father blankly. However, when he saw that Zhao Yong's expression on his face changed several times, he finally came forward with a big smile, picked up Zhao Zhang on the ground, and said with a smile, "Zhang'er, this is your fault. You are your own brothers and bone relatives. We are the closest people in the world. Why do we have to be so clear? Sooner or later, everything of the Father King will be yours, and this great Zhao's foundation will also be shared by your two brothers.

Although this seems ordinary, it is also human's normal for a father in an ordinary family to say such words to his eldest son. However, the identities of Zhao Yong and his son are different from that of ordinary people. Feiyi beside him was alert. He felt that there was something in the father's words. A seemingly unintentional sentence seemed to imply something.

The family business can be shared, but how can the country be shared? Is it possible to follow the ancient feudal system and divide the feudal country into several pieces and divide it to all children? This reverse trend is undoubtedly an infatuated move. A powerful state of Zhao may then be afraid of the countries, but the two divided state of Zhao will undoubtedly become the fat meat of the countries competing for.

Feiyi secretly said in his heart that the master father is such a wise person and will never make such a stupid move. I think his words are just unintentional words, and there is no deep meaning. It must be his own mediocrity.

Zhao He didn't think so much about it. He just saw his father forcibly pulling his hand together with his brother with a smile, and said with a smile, "My father is right, and my ministers also think so. Of course, the closest people in the world are my father and the eldest brother."

Zhao Zhang held Zhao He's hand, but his smile was a little stiff. He forced a smile and said, "What my father said is that my son is wrong. It shouldn't be so clear. It's just that Tian Sima often tells me to abide by the etiquette of kings and ministers, and don't be rude in front of my father and younger brother, so as not to be used by people with intentions. That's why I deliberately kept the etiquette and made my father and brother misunderstanding. If it's true, I deserve to die. Please punish me.

Zhao Yong waved his hand with a smile and said, "Zhang'er, you are too careful, but what Tian Sima said is indeed a kindness. In this case, it's better for us to set the rules. In the future, if we are above the dynasty, or if foreign messengers come to the court, we will follow the etiquette. But like this kind of ordinary gathering, you don't have to be so casual. Everyone can do whatever you want.

"He'er."

"My son is here." Zhao He bowed slightly.

"You are now the king of my Zhao, the co-owner of tens of millions of subjects, and the heavy burden on you can't be taken lightly. It's just that you are weak-hearted. Although you are smart, you don't know much about the army. Now you still have to preside over your military affairs for your father. You don't have to worry about it, but what will you do once your father passes away?

Zhao He shook his head and said, "Father, you are in your prime. How can such a thing happen?"

Zhao Yong smiled and said, "What's impossible? You think your father is those old and stupid monarchs. He doesn't want to work hard to govern, but he thinks about how to live immortality. He desperately wants to live longer to enjoy the supreme kingship. Life, old age, illness and death are the natural laws of this world. The art of immortality has been passed down since ancient times, but have you ever seen a person immortal?

"People will die sooner or later, and I am no exception. Compared with boring old dying in the sickbed**, the battlefield and the barracks are my final destination. A vigorous life of ten years is enough to beat the 50 years of asthma!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Yong looked at Zhao He with a solemn face and said in a low voice, "He Er, do you know why your father passed on the throne to you early?"

"Father, you are worried that your son will be careless, and you will be a little uncomfortable to take over the throne, so you want to let your son sit down for a few years first."

Zhao Yong nodded and said, "It seems that you understand the truth. Yes, my father has been fighting outside all year round, and the battlefield is changing rapidly. Anything can happen. If I accidentally die outside Handan, you will rise to the throne when you are young, which will inevitably cause a lot of instability. You see, the previous generations of the State of Zhao attacked each other because of the death of the king and the princes competing for the throne, which caused frequent heavy losses to our State of Zhao. It is out of this consideration that the father asked you to take over early to consolidate the foundation. With the father on the side, naturally there will be no trouble.

When it comes to the story of the princes competing for the throne, the person who listens unintentionally has a heart, and almost all the people present turn their eyes to Zhao Zhang.

It is no wonder that in the whole state of Zhao, only Zhao Zhang, the prince of that year, is now a general with heavy soldiers, who is qualified to compete with Zhao He for the throne.

Zhao Zhangzheng was said to be the central thing. He lowered his head with some guilty heart. He was really a little scared and couldn't help looking up. There is nothing different about the Lord's look, and then I can't make up my mind. He has followed his master since he was a child and still knows something about his habits. He just said it by the way this time, and he didn't mean anything.

Sure enough, Zhao Yong did not notice that everyone looked different, but just asked Zhao He, "If his father suddenly is gone, I ask you, what should you do as the king of Zhao?"

Zhao He thought for a moment and said, "You should follow the will of your father, the inner peace and the outer princes. With Taifu and uncle and grandfather here, I have the confidence to let the State of Zhao continue to grow.

Zhao Yong nodded slightly and said, "You're right. I believe Fei Yi and his uncle will help you stabilize the court well, but how will you control these proud soldiers and tough generals?"

Zhao Yongyan pointed to Zhao Xizhu behind him and looked at Zhao He with satisfaction.

Zhao He was a little nervous and couldn't help wiping the sweat on his forehead. Then he said, "My ministers will naturally be honest with the generals and win their allegiance with generosity and benevolence."

Zhao Yong laughed and pointed to the generals with a smile and said, "He Er, you really don't understand the minds of these soldiers and soldiers. It's not your fault. You haven't had a chance to go to the battlefield since you were a child, and naturally you rarely contact them. Let me tell you the truth, these rude people, don't look at their obedient face to you, the king, and there is no shortage of etiquette, but they look down on you, a young boy in their hearts.

As soon as he said this, Zhao Xi and others showed embarrassment on their faces. They couldn't help looking at each other and couldn't laugh or cry. Let's not say that they have any really bad thoughts in their hearts as Zhao Yong said. But to be honest, they did despise the young King of Zhao. The army has always been punished by military merit. They have been fighting with their father for many years. The king of Zhao in their minds is naturally based on Zhao Yong. Zhao He, a young and gentle king, can't see them.

Although they thought so, the master said it in front of the king of Zhao, which made them a little uncomfortable. Zhao Yong didn't care so much, but just continued to say to Zhao He: "The army is no better than the court. The soldiers believe in real talent and learning. For them, the king is too far away to touch, so what can really convince them and willing to follow are more famous and qualified generals in the army."

Zhao He looked at his father, his face was a little embarrassed, and said, "Father, these ministers... It's really not enough."

"It doesn't matter." Zhao Yong waved his hand with a smile and said confidently, "I have already chosen a good assistant for you. Isn't your eldest brother Zhao Zhang an excellent candidate? In terms of military merit, he attacked Zhongshan twice, both of which were full of military achievements. This time, he conquered several cities and ranked first. In terms of seniority, he has followed me since he was ten years old, and now it has been fourteen years. Most of these generals are his old friends, so there is no need to say more about his relationship. When it comes to loyalty, what else is there? Is your own brother more reassuring to you? If he is in charge of the army for you, you can concentrate on governing the country. You two brothers, one literature and one martial arts, will share our Zhao's country.