Chapter 329 The window is wide open, how can you peep!

The most ridiculous thing in the world is nothing more than the ideal that people aspire to, and when it is truly realized, it will make people afraid.

Since the beginning of civilization, mankind's expectations of leaders have been a symbol of beauty.

This abstract symbolism is slowly concretized, and finally becomes the benevolence in the hieroglyphs.

Ren is in the oracle bone inscription, written |

It is based on the appearance of two people when they live in peace, and it also refers to the person with a higher status among the two people.

Therefore, the most original meaning of the word ren is probably a leader who is willing to get close to his subordinates.

Therefore, the word was gradually derived into an adjective that represented the necessary character of the chief.

The so-called benevolent person is a leader who can understand, communicate, and solve problems.

But as time passed, people became more demanding of the chief, so they created the word German in the abstract expectation of beauty.

The original meaning of virtue is the meaning of ascending, and it is a writing created by the ancients according to the human eye paying attention to the shadow movement of the wooden stake.

The word itself represents the meaning of human reverence for the natural stars.

Later, it was added to the necessary conditions of the leader, hoping that the benevolent man would lead the tribe to continue to advance and rise, and eventually reach the end of the starry sky.

I have to say that the romantic cells of the Chinese ancestors can be said to be the most brilliant cultural relics of human civilization.

But when a leader who is really willing to listen and solve the problems of his clansmen and is willing to put himself in the shoes of his clansmen appears, it is not comfort that brings them comfort, but discomfort.

It seems that for the chief, the more he does, the more uncomfortable it is, and there is a feeling of doing too much wrong.

Before he had the identity of leader, Wang Xu had never considered this issue.

But as he learned more about the identity of the leader, and the commander's subordinates increased, he seemed to be able to understand a little bit of where the gap was.

The gap lies in the thought and dimension.

People of different ideological dimensions cannot understand each other, which has little to do with each performing its own duties, because the same task with a clear goal will be complicated by this gap.

Leaders without benevolence will push back the plan until they are satisfied.

Virtuous leaders, on the other hand, will choose to be inclusive and then deal with it in their own more 'smart' way.

But in the long run, this kind of benevolent tolerance is a huge pressure and even fear for subordinates.

Until today, Wang Xu really felt that why the emperor's joy and anger are described by Tianwei, not only because the emperor controls the power of life and death, but also because the emperor's own words and deeds are really like natural weather, which will affect everyone, even the daily life of people in the world.

This is the terrible thing about the primitive feudal kingship.

Lian Yuchun, who lost two catties of flesh on his body, forgot about it after sleeping, and had no heart or lungs and was slow to react, would start to use his brain because of his abnormal mood in the past few days.

One can imagine how tormented others have been these days.

It's no wonder that these days, the previously preset shipbuilding schedule has completed the task several days ahead of schedule, and King Wuqing, who was already preparing to go north to pursue the remnants of Fuyu, has also sent a steady stream of people to help.

Wang Xu didn't want his anxiety to affect other people, so he tried not to go out these days, concentrating on studying the terrain and deducing the foreseeable risks in the room, so he did often lose sleep these days, after all, taking the water route is more uncontrollable than leading troops to fight more with fewer blows.

Wang Xugan used 20,000 to fight Donghu 400,000, but for the conquest of the river, because he led the troops to fight, he could at least run, but in case of a sudden torrent sinking the ship, then these tens of thousands of people basically had no way to go back and died at the bottom of the river.

He really didn't have confidence, even if dozens of lighthouses had been stationed in hundreds of miles of rivers and could be docked and repaired at any time, he would still be anxious, so he would be so hesitant to decide whether to set sail.

And Wang Xu's concern and delay, in the understanding of Yuchun's courtiers, conveyed another message.

Yu Chun's clumsy thinking moved Wang Xu a little, and it also made him calm down and start.

Seriously calmed down and reflected on the way, it was indeed caused by my own anxiety, the fear of the river and the worry of the flood season, I didn't dare to tell others, and I didn't dare to discuss with others, I fell into a closed loop, and unconsciously showed abnormalities, which led to this time, everyone was panicked.

In the past, when Wang Li or Tu Tan and Mo Lian were there, at least there was someone to consult, whether they could help or not, but at least they could provide some advice and support.

But at the moment, there is no one around him who can say that he is alive, Yu Chun's IQ is not enough to understand these things, Zhai Qiu's personality is extreme and has not been adjusted well, so if you discuss it with him, the possible result is to secretly send a few 'death squads'.

The Zhu family is a suitable candidate, but Wang Xu doesn't want to show flaws in front of him.

This made Wang Xu really feel a sense of helplessness fighting alone and being alone.

So it caused the current situation, if it weren't for being moved by Yu Chun's stupidity today, Wang Xu wouldn't know when he would be able to make a choice.

However, he didn't expect that Lu Ai would start to 'participate in politics' before the sensitive period of their identity had passed.

Wang Xu is still very satisfied with this new military doctor, not only has excellent medical skills, but also does things in an orderly and measured manner, and sometimes he can play the role of a secretary.

And now it seems that the words and knowledge are also good.

"Xiande doesn't dare to claim to be virtuous, but do you mean that I have done too much?" Wang Xu shook his hand, sweat running down his arm like a leaky faucet.

Lu Ai pursed his lips, "I am talking nonsense, and the emperor forgives my sins." ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say it." Wang Xu smiled and waved his hand.

Lu Ai's eyebrows furrowed slightly, raised his eyes to look at Wang Xu, and bowed, "Then as a doctor, I will talk back to the emperor." ”

"Yes, you can." Wang Xu smiled and nodded.

"Those who are sick with typhoid fever and become warm, those who are sick on the summer solstice are sick and warm, and those who are on the summer solstice are sick and hot, and the heat and sweat are both out, don't stop." Lu Ai washed his hands in the pool, sat down opposite Wang Xu and said with a smile.

"I have an internal heat, not a typhoid cold." Wang Xu shook his head and smiled.

"The emperor sweats a lot of people, sweating like a spring, even if it is typhoid fever, it will be cured a long time ago." Lu Ai said with a straight face, "So I said that you are not an external evil, it is caused by an internal evil, the ancestor once said, the husband evil goes into the meridians, and is given up in the blood, and its cold and temperature are not compatible, such as the rise of the waves, when it comes and goes, so it is not always there." Therefore, it is said that when it comes, it must be stopped and stopped, and it will be taken without the brunt of it. ”

Wang Xu looked at his arm with bursting blood vessels, "Are you going to give me an injection?" ”

"The emperor doesn't even trust Zaixia, how can he let Zai apply needles." Lu Ai's face did not change, but his tone was a little yin and yang.

"Nonsense, where did I fall from the medicinal soup you boiled?" Wang Xu laughed dumbly.

"It's true that I cooked the medicinal soup, but the prescription was rewarded by the emperor." Lu Ai said through gritted teeth.

Wang Xu hooked the corners of his mouth and touched his nose, "No way, this is a test of your level of decoction, if I get sick after a while, it's not too late for you to give me another prescription." ”

"How can a healer look forward to a prescription?" Lu Ai was temperamental, calmed down and said seriously, "The emperor doesn't believe in it, it's human nature, and there is nothing to say in the next, but since the emperor hired me as a doctor, you are sick, and you naturally have to do your duty in the next, otherwise it will be difficult to eat Junlu." ”

"You're not very old, how can you talk like an old fritter?" Wang Xu touched his chin and chuckled.

"Huh? What are old fritters? Lu Ai was stunned and frowned suspiciously.

Although he didn't understand it, he didn't think it was a good word.

"Nothing to taste later." Wang Xu smiled and waved his hand, "You go on, I'm really sick, why don't I feel it." ”

"What I just said is that the emperor is wary of his subordinates?" Lu Ai pondered his words.

"It's not a vigilance." Wang Xu shook his head.

"In other words, the emperor is not only wary of his subordinates, but even for the doctors of Guzhu." Lu Ai said bluntly.

Wang Xu frowned and did not answer.

"But the emperor doesn't seem to be suspicious." Lu Ai pursed his lips, "Maybe it's because the emperor is a person in the envy family, and he is only shallow in his studies, and it is difficult to investigate the appearance." ”

"I heard that the ancestor is not only white and fleshy, but also good at treating heart diseases?" Wang Xu asked with some curiosity.

As the first doctor in history to have a masterpiece, Bian Que is not only good at acupuncture and moxibustion, but also in medicine and surgery, and is also an advocate of both spiritual and physical treatment.

"The Lu family does have some involvement, but they don't dare to be presumptuous in front of the emperor." Although Lu Ai said modestly, his little expression was still a little proud.

"Then you might as well tell me, what is my illness?" Wang Xu raised his eyebrows with interest.

Lu Ai blinked and pointed to the inner armor on Wang Xu's body, "It is mainly manifested in it." ”

Wang Xu looked at his slender and white, but somewhat calloused hands, frowned and knocked on the inner armor, "You mean it?" ”

"The emperor's armor never leaves his body, he does what he does, and he sleeps when he sleeps." Lu Ai said seriously, "The ancestors have left a large number of cases, and the generals who fought on the battlefield never sleep in armor and are easy to dry with a sword, while the emperor seems to be easy to sleep with armor and safe with a sword." ”

Wang Xu narrowed his eyes slightly, "You entered my room when I was sleeping?" ”

"The windows of the palace are not hidden." Lu Ai looked calm.

"I slept with my sword in my arms?" Wang Xu frowned and wondered.

"That's not true, the emperor usually just likes to hang his sword at the head of the bed, but he has started to sleep with it in his arms for a while." Lu Ai said.

Wang Xu took a deep breath and looked at Lu Ai with a warm smile, "In the future, it is forbidden to peep without my permission." ”

Lu Ai's cheeks were red, and he got up and argued, "The window is wide open, how can you peep!" ”

"Then you'll walk around the window." Wang Xu rolled his eyes.

"Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated!" Lu Ai propped up the table and snorted, his originally low voice revealing a different kind of clarity.