Zhao Qi's face was flushed, his beard trembled, and he pointed at Sun Ce, unable to say a complete sentence.

Zhu Jun was surprised. Yesterday, he saw Jiang Gan's eloquence, he already felt very powerful, but he didn't expect Sun Ce to be better than Jiang Gan, and even Zhao Qi was scolded by him to the point of incompleteness.

Zhu was originally a little in awe of Zhao Qi, but now he doesn't think so. First, Sun Ce is right, why should Zhao Qi be a servant, he is just a scholar, he has no political achievements at all, and he is just some false name after all. If it weren't for the party's mutual involvement, he wouldn't have had a chance; Second, Zhao Qi didn't take him seriously at all, which made him very angry. He kind of got it. No matter how polite he was to the party, the partymen would not take him seriously, and since this was the case, there was no need for him to favor Zhao Qi and clash with Sun Ce.

The top priority is to enter the king of Qin in the west, and welcome the son of heaven to return to Luoyang.

Sun Ce looked at Zhao Qi, who might fall at any time, and sighed secretly. Is Zhao Qi a wicked person? Of course not, he's actually a good guy. The knowledge is good, and the "Chapters and Verses of Mencius" is still a must-read for the study of Mencius two thousand years later. Character can also be, rather than have a difficult career and waste most of his life, rather than join the eunuchs. But he also has typical party habits, nitpicking, overkill, thinking that justice is in hand and the world is invincible.

But after all, he is just a scholar, he got into trouble, in addition to hiding and fleeing, he was panicked like a lost dog, he didn't have the courage to stand up and fight the enemy to the end, the most exaggerated thing is to hide in the wall of Sun Binshuo's house for several years, where is there still a bit of the backbone of a scholar at all, compared to Li Ying and Fan Fan, who died generously.

Just because of the party, such a person can be a servant? Of course, the party members have the concept of seeking justice and justice, but it is undeniable that more people form parties because of political demands, and they hate eunuchs because eunuchs squeeze their career resources.

Studying and entering the office was originally a good thing, and it was a historic progress compared to Shiqing Shilu, but anything that went too far would turn into a disaster. The Western Han Dynasty died because of Wang Mang, and the Eastern Han Dynasty died because of the party, and the tragedy was only the beginning, not the end. In the end, the scholar's willfulness ruined not only themselves, but also Chinese civilization, although their original purpose was to preserve Chinese civilization.

Every time he reads such a history book, Sun Ce sighs, lamenting his misfortune and being angry with him.

Specifically, Zhao Qi is a veteran party member with a secret mission, and this secret mission is likely to dig a pit for their father and son to jump, even if he has sympathy for Zhao Qi, he must knock Zhao Qi down. Mediate between Yuan Shao and Gongsun Zhan? What are you kidding, they two brothers are fine, didn't Yuan Shao want to target Luoyang and cut off my back road.

Seeing that Zhao Qi was holding on and refusing to fall, Sun Ce added another sentence. "Mrs. Zhao, I advise you to study with peace of mind, being an official is really not suitable for you. Sent an envoy to Jizhou to mediate between Yuan Shao and Gongsun Zhan, don't you think this is a trap? The blood of Hu Wuban and the others hasn't dried up yet, so Mrs. Zhao won't go to join in the fun. Yuan Shao didn't even admit that the Son of Heaven was the bloodline of the first emperor, and he issued orders that claimed to be edicts, would he accept your mediation? At this point, I refuse to bow my head if I have any potential. You Zhao Taifu has been hiding in Tibet for so long, it is easy to live to such a long life, survive to the Taifu, only one step away from the third prince, and finally die under Yuan Shao's knife, how worthless. ”

Zhao Qi was furious and had to be angry. "Ignorant erector, is the old man a person who covets officials and lords?"

"You regretted that you had no merit and no job back then, and you wanted to set up a stone for discipline, but now that you have been tossing for so long, you don't want to engrave an official title on the tombstone?" Sun Ce chuckled: "You want to engrave your deeds, but do you have merits to write?" In my opinion, the only thing that really deserves to be written on your tombstone is "Mencius Chapters and Verses". If you really have something I don't know about, I might as well tell me about it. Cai Bojiao is preparing to write history, and I will tell him for you, so that I can mention it in the future. ”

Cai Yong lived in seclusion in Xiangyang to write history, Zhao Qi had known it for a long time, but he didn't think about it with himself. At this moment, he was forced into a corner by Sun Ce, and he realized that he was facing a major question: what kind of face should I leave in the history books?

Is there merit? I once thought there was, but now it seems that there is not. As Sun Ce said, what can be mentioned is "Mencius Chapters and Verses", how did this position of servant come about, and there is enough meritorious support to make future generations believe that it is well deserved? Not really.

The more Zhao Qi thought about it, the more complicated it became, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, his face was red and white, white and blue, and finally he fell to the ground and was dying. Zhu Jun was watching the play happily, and suddenly saw Zhao Qi falling, and then he knew that something big had happened. Zhao Qi is really going to be scolded to death by Sun Ce, and if he dies in front of him, he will also be implicated. He hurriedly asked Zhao Qi to help him in, and asked the doctor to come and see.

Sun Ce kindly reminded. "Zhu Gong, Mrs. Zhao is old, and anyone who is not sick or painful will die at any time, this anger, I don't know what kind of illness will come out of anger, you hurry up and send him back to Chang'an, don't die in your jurisdiction."

Zhu Jun was so angry that he scolded. "Shaft, do you still have the face to say, is there such a thing for an old man? Mrs. Zhao is over eighty years old, older than your father and son combined, you can't save some face for him, you have to scold him to death? Sun Wentai, bring your son back to discipline and discipline well, such a person can also be an official? It's a shame on the court. ”

Sun Jian was embarrassed, but Sun Ce was very innocent. "Zhu Gong, what does this have to do with me, it's his weak heart. If he is like Zhu Gong who has made meritorious contributions in bloody battles, even if he is an official to a captain, he is not afraid of what people say. ”

Zhu Jun suddenly shuddered, staring at Sun Ce and looking at it. "What's the matter, you still want to scold me?"

Sun Jian hurriedly said: "Taiwei's words are serious, if he is disrespectful to Taiwei, see if I don't break his legs and tear his mouth." ”

Sun Ce laughed and hurriedly surrendered his hand to accompany the crime. "Zhu Gong spares his life!"

Only then did Zhu Jun breathe a sigh of relief, and called Zhao Qi's retinue, Lang Guan, and asked them to immediately escort Zhao Qi back to Chang'an. Lang Guan was very embarrassed, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he had to go back to the post house first and wait for Zhao Qi to wake up before making a decision.

Zhao Qi was sent away, and Sun Ce and others were seated again. Sun Ce personally explained the situation to Zhu Jun. The general strategy has already been mentioned by Jiang Gan, but Sun Ce said in more detail, why he did it, how he planned to do it, how he planned to do it, how he had several possible outcomes, and how he was going to deal with it, one by one. The more Zhu Jun listened, the more surprised he became, nodded his head frequently, and finally said to Sun Jian: "Wentai, you have a good son, Bo Fu has a clear mind, thoughtful, high-minded, stable foothold, and is a great general. ”

Sun Jian said modestly: "The captain has won the award, the captain has won the award." ”

Sun Ce smiled: "Zhu Gong, you probably don't know that in addition to learning the art of war from my father, I also have a master. ”

Zhu Jun blinked, pretending not to know, but he couldn't hide his embarrassment. "Who is it? Zhang Zigang? ”

"Taiwei's former general, Yin Gong."

"Oh, it's him." Zhu Jun sighed. "I haven't seen him in a long time. If it is convenient for him, he can greet him on my behalf. ”

Sun Ce smiled meekly. "By all means."