The first to know about the war between Qin and Zhao was not Zhao State, nor Wei State, but South Korea.

I don't know when South Korea became a spectator. From a brave country known for its crossbows, he became a spectator of the wars of the nations, and occasionally, he would participate, but most of the time he was forced to participate, and in recent years, South Korea has never won any military victories.

Occasionally, there were several victories, all of which were to follow the rest of the princes to attack Qin, or follow Qin to attack Chu, or follow Yan to attack Qi, and such a victory, no prince was willing to share some benefits to Korea, but they were willing to bite off some meat from the weak Korea, Wei failed to attack Qin, Wei King was furious, ordered to conquer Korea, Qin was defeated by the coalition army, Qin King was furious, crusade against Korea.

Zhao attacked Korea and was defeated by the Qin, and King Zhao was furious and united with Qi to attack Korea again.

Wei Zhao attacked South Korea, South Korea asked Qin for help, Bai Qi was furious, and after beating Wei Zhao, even the Han soldiers who were still unfinished also packed up.

Compared with the three kingdoms of Qin, Zhao, and Wei, the Koreans at this moment seem to be very comfortable.

The children of the nobility got on the carriage and happily went out to hunt, admiring the season of revival of all things, and occasionally called the farmers who worked the side of the road, giving them some rewards and showing their aristocratic demeanor, along the way, there were talking and laughing, and occasionally there would be young and beautiful girls with food to their fathers who were working in the fields, and at this time, the aristocratic boys either sang or rode horses, trying their best to attract each other's attention.

The carriage stopped on the side of the road, and the horses lowered their heads and buried their heads in the hands of the riders to eat the fodder. The aristocratic boys are sitting on the table in twos and threes, talking loudly about the forms of the countries, talking about the learning of each family, occasionally there will be girls secretly looking at them, sometimes, there may not be no girls who come forward to talk, whenever a noble boy is invited by the girl, he will smile and look at the people around him, as if to show off.

The young girls gathered together and secretly looked at the aristocratic teenagers in the distance.

"Look... The one over there, what a beauty...", the girls discussed in a low voice, but they stared intently at a teenager in the distance.

This young man looks like he has already stood up, but his face is slightly immature, other aristocratic young men are handsome, he is a little cute. He was different, when the other aristocratic boys gathered together to talk about big things, he just followed an old farmer, chatting enthusiastically with the farmer, the farmer seemed a little flustered and didn't want to say more, and the boy followed behind him, his eyes flashing, and his face was cute.

"Old... Old.. Father-in-law.. Your food output today... At.. After paying the taxes... At last. Still.. How much is left? The young man held a pen in one hand and a Jane in the other, looking at the old man in front of him curiously, the old man sighed and said helplessly: "I don't know very much, please let me go... I was even reduced to the point of begging for food in the previous year, and now it is time to cultivate, and I can't delay it. ”

"Old... Uncle, you're busy, I don't. No delay, I'm just. Ask.. Ask. The young man picked up the pen and said seriously: "The harshness of the conscription even makes ... Let you beg for food. The old man sighed and said, "Not really. He put down the farming tools in his hand and pondered for a moment before he said to the young man: "When I planted in the spring of last year... That's where I work..."

"When you're tired, just rest under that tree... You see, there it is! The old man pointed to the distance, and the young man also looked over and nodded.

"Suddenly a rabbit hit the tree, broke the neck, I took the rabbit home, a good meal, after that, I went around to pick up rabbits, neglected the management of the cultivated land, if it is not for the villagers relief, alas, I am afraid I will not see this year."

The young man's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly recorded it, and when the old man saw him holding a pen, he wrote it down, and hurriedly said: "Please don't record it, if such a thing spreads, I will have no face to live." The young man winked at him and said, "I... I would say. It's a Song person, and he won't say... Say.. It's you. ”

"But what are you doing with this?"

"I'm useful... Only care about the little profit in front of you... Whereas... And the one who gives up the fundamentals... It's hard to get by. The young man stumbled and asked, "Do you have any other stories?" The old man shook his head and said no more.

The young man let out a long sigh and said, "Actually... Conscription Tax.. Fu.. Fu. It's still a little heavier... Is that right? ”

The old man looked at the young man in front of him, lowered his head, said nothing, and began to farm again.

The young man was still thinking about something, and suddenly, a girl walked up to him shyly, stretched out her hand and pulled the placket of his clothes, and then asked, "Has the son ever been married?" ”

The young man looked at her blankly and shook his head.

"Can Childe come with me?"

The young man grinned, showed a smile, nodded, and followed the girl out of the farmland, and several noble children around him gritted their teeth and looked at him enviously, and someone said, "Who said that the son is not dull?" I don't think he's slow to meet a beauty? The rest of the people laughed and said, "If we knew that we could get a beautiful woman in this way, we should have called a farmer to chat." ”

Han Fei walked beside the girl, the spring was just right, the girl lowered her head shyly, met the jealous eyes of the girls in the distance, and secretly looked at the cute young man beside her.

Han Fei finally looked at her, he smiled and asked, "May I ask you..." You.. How much cloth can you weave in a year? And turn it in.. Pay.. How much? ”

The girl was dumbfounded.

.......

When Han Fei shook his head and returned to his companions in frustration, the companions asked with a smile, "Does she still look down on a clan prince like you?" Han Fei shook his head, did not answer, sat down, took the pen, and wrote something seriously. Han Fei has an eccentric temperament and is not gregarious, and these companions of his have a very good relationship with him, if it weren't for his identity, these noble children would have wanted to scold him a long time ago.

"I heard that Ma Fujun of Zhao State is a virtuous and righteous sage, he defeated Wu Anjun of Qin State in Wu'an City, Wu Anjun has never been defeated in his life, and he probably didn't expect that he would be defeated in the hands of Ma Fujun."

"No, I heard that the two sides fought a big battle, each with countless casualties, Wu Anjun now occupies the Shangdang, so that the Zhao people dare not pursue, the Qin people are here for the Shangdang, Wu Anjun is not defeated."

"I heard that Ma Fujun is not a few years older than us... I can make a name for myself in the world, alas, if the king can use me as a general, I am also willing to crusade against Bai Qi. ”

The aristocratic teenagers talked about the war, they were a little gloating about the huge casualties on both sides, whether it was Qin or Zhao Wei, in their opinion, there was no difference, if they all died on the battlefield, it would be good, therefore, for the war, they were mostly sarcastic, and some even proposed to drink and celebrate for their defeat, they chatted comfortably, but they never noticed that Han Fei on the side, his face became more and more red.

He held the pen tightly, his hands trembling.

"Hahaha, for the sake of a Shangdang, they killed hundreds of thousands of people, and in the end it was the Qin people who occupied the Shangdang, I see, Zhao Guo suffered countless casualties this time, but he didn't get anything, that Ma Fujun should be punished, not rewarded."

"Bang~", at that moment, the pen in Han Fei's hand was thrown out violently and smashed on the forehead of the nobleman, the aristocratic boy screamed, jumped up suddenly, and stared at Han Fei in front of him angrily, Han Fei slowly stood up and stared at the nobleman in front of him, his whole face was red, he pointed to the young man in front of him, and said angrily: "Shangdang... It's me to go to the party... Korea.. The land of the country, Qin, Zhao, is in our.. conquest of the land..."

"Every time I hear about it... I.. I just..", the more excited Han Fei was, the more speechless he became, he trembled all over, and the words in his heart were difficult to tell, suddenly, he cried, tears kept falling, the young man who was hit by him, turned around and left indignantly, and the rest of the noble children also followed behind him, the horses neighed, and everyone left, leaving only a grief-stricken Han Fei, holding the bamboo slip and crying bitterly.

The old rider stepped forward and helped his son-in-law.

Han Fei sat in the carriage, looking blankly at everything around him, those busy farmers, those officials who sat in the carriage and talked about useless topics, those businessmen who came and went in a hurry, those rangers who wore short swords and watched the girl laugh loudly, gradually, he frowned, and said seriously: "Xun Gong, I want to worship..." Bow... Apprenticeship. The old man who was driving heard this and nodded.

Han Fei has always been an idle person, he is only twenty years old now, but he has been to many places, he likes to see different places, record what he hears, he always has a pen and a bamboo slip in his hand, if he doesn't write something every day, he will be very irritable, from the appearance, he is a dull teenager, but his temperament is very hot, he is often in the courtyard, scolding those officials who come to visit him.

He didn't have any friends, he just thought about it in his own world.

He felt that Korea, no, the whole world was sick, and he wanted to find a cure, and he firmly believed that one day, he would find a cure for this disease in one place.

The old man thought for a moment before he spoke: "I heard that Xunzi of Zhao State made a county order in Lanling of Chu State, and there are many people who are studying in Chu State, and they want to learn the truth of governing the country from him, and his talent is known to everyone in the world, you can go to Chu State and ask Xunzi about the questions you are confused about." Han Fei was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "County.. Magistrate? ”

"Yes, the barbarians of the Chu State... actually let someone like Xunzi serve as the county magistrate. ”

"No... I don't want to follow.. Follow.. Learning from the Confucians, he... He.. He rules. It can't be cured. Han Fei said resistantly.

The old man smiled and said: "Xunzi is different from other Confucians, you should know that he is a Confucian who will praise the Qin system, if it weren't for his high reputation, as far as the truth he preaches on weekdays, I am afraid that the Confucians will gather to attack him." ”

"I... I don't learn from him, I want to... I'm going to go with the horse.. Ma Fujun learns. Han Fei said seriously.

The old man's eyes widened, and he asked suspiciously: "Although Ma Fujun is also a virtuous person, I have never heard of him knowing how to govern the country." Han Fei said: "I listen. I heard that Xunzi said that Ma Fujun he has mastered the highest... High.. He has a profound truth that he cannot compare. ”

"That's Xunzi's humble words, how can Ma Fujun be more talented than Xunzi??"

"No... Xunzi he.. No.. Will lie. ”

Hearing Han Fei say this, the old man was also a little helpless, but his son-in-law was not persuaded, he was stubborn, as long as it was the truth he believed, he would not make changes and concessions. When the carriage returned to the courtyard, Han Fei asked the old man to prepare a horse for him, it seemed that he wanted to go to Zhao Kingdom alone, the old man naturally dissuaded, there are thieves and routs on this road, how can you let you go on the road alone?

But Han Fei proudly said to the old man: He has the strength of the Koreans, the sword of the Koreans, and the courage of the Koreans.

Saying goodbye to her mother, Han Fei left her hometown in a hurry, her mother didn't say much, Han Fei rarely stayed at home on weekdays, she was used to it for a long time.

The young man rode a tall horse, left his hometown, and drove all the way into the distance, all the way, he stayed in the people's homes, and the people expressed great respect for the arrival of this nobleman, and it was a great honor for them to be able to let the nobles stay overnight, and Han Fei was different from other nobles, he did not despise these people, on the contrary, he was very contemptuous of other people except the people, he was diametrically opposed to other nobles.

He looked down on scholars, wealthy merchants, heroic rangers, and even officials and ministers, those prominent nobles.

On the contrary, he is very close to the people at the bottom and the soldiers.

He inquired about their situation with these people, asked them about their difficulties, and took a pen to record, Han Fei brought three horses, two of which were on their backs, all of which were Han Fei's bamboo slips, some of which had been written full, and some of which were still blank, he just watched all the way, asked, walked, and the speed of the road was not too fast, but his face became more and more heavy, and every day in the middle of the night, he looked at the bamboo slips he recorded during the day, and burst into tears.

.......

At this time, Zhao Kuo also encountered great difficulties.

The Qin people had lost the ability to attack, but they were just unwilling to retreat and continued to confront the Zhao people across the Danshui. Now is the season of spring planting, the Qin people are not in a hurry, in their hometown, there are still many people who can cultivate the land, they can continue to consume with Zhao State, but Zhao State is different, Zhao State's young and strong people are gathered here in Danshui, but at such a critical time, they can't return.

Zhao Kuo didn't dare to withdraw his troops rashly, if he had just disbanded the legion and crossed the river in vain, what should he do?

Just when Zhao Kuo was very embarrassed, Wei Wuji found him, these days, Wei Wuji often drank with Lian Po, Lian Po wanted to call Zhao Kuo, but Wei Wuji stopped him, he told Lian Po, Zhao Kuo doesn't like to drink, Lian Po was a little surprised at the time, I don't know, how can you know in Wei State, and then Lian Po found Zhao Kuo's doorman, and after asking, he was sure that Wei Wuji was telling the truth.

The people of Zhao were still starving, so they did not dare to drink.

Lian Po recalled what Zhao Kuo's doorman told him, looking at the wine in his hand, but he couldn't drink it for a long time, many times, he really hated Zhao Kuo, standing in front of Zhao Kuo, he felt more and more like a villain, regardless of the life and death of the people.

Lian Po was no longer willing to drink with Wei Wuji, and Wei Wuji found Zhao Kuo, but he didn't want to drink with Zhao Kuo.

Zhao Kuo likes this free and easy son very much, in many ways, they all have something in common, for example, they all treat their customers as friends and treat them equally, but Zhao Kuo is not as free and easy as Wei Wuji, he wants to be more melancholy, the two sat facing each other, Wei Wuji smiled, and asked: "Are you worried about the spring planting?" ”

Zhao Kuo nodded and hurriedly asked, "Do you have any solution?" ”

Wei Wuji said, "If I can help you solve this problem, please join my banquet and drink with me." ”

Zhao Kuo agreed to him.

Wei Wuji then said: "Please order, father and son are in the army, father and son are in the army, and father go home." If the brothers are in the army, the eldest brother will go home. An only child who has no brothers, he goes home to support his parents. In this way, most of the soldiers will be able to go back to farming, and the soldiers will not be annoyed by the return of others, but will be relieved to fight, you can get an elite, and the food and grass will not be as desperate as now..."

"Okay!"

Zhao Kuo hurriedly got up and was about to bow to Wei Wuji, Wei Wuji grabbed his hand, looked at him seriously, and said with a smile: "Don't be polite, just drink with me." ”

ps: The old wolf is more explosive like this, 10,000 a day, shouldn't it be appropriate to get recommended tickets and monthly passes?