Guo Jia suddenly remembered Liu Bei, Guo Jia was very curious, Liu Bei has been fighting in all directions since the Yellow Turban Rebellion, and he can still keep the name of benevolence and righteousness until he is in his sixties, what kind of perseverance can make Liu Bei do this?

In this troubled era, the most important thing is grain and grass, followed by silver money, and these two things are almost gathered in the city, and if Liu Bei wants to maintain the name of benevolence and righteousness, he can't rob the grain, grass and silver money in the city after breaking the city.

The army has no wealth, the soldiers do not come, the army has no rewards, and the soldiers do not go, you can imagine how difficult it is for Liu Bei to pull up a team without money and food.

Guo Jia also knows that Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and Sun Quan all have their own means of attracting talents, and the methods of governing counties and counties, Cao Cao is a meritocrat, reusing the children of the Hanmen, and Sun Quan is reusing the wealthy families in Jiangdong, Liu Bei is the most downtrodden, whether it is the Hanmen or the family, he can't win over, there is no way, he can only win over the people in the name of benevolence and righteousness, and win the hearts of the people.

It's easy to say, but if you really want to keep it unchanged for decades like Liu Bei, the difficulty of it can be imagined.

Guo Jia continued to talk with the people in the city for a while, and then went to visit the young man who was injured in defending the city.

Time flies, and it is almost dusk in a blink of an eye, Guo Jia stretches his waist a little tiredly, standing at the corner of the street and smiling at the people in the city.

"Fengxiao, you have already made great achievements, and you have been so kind to the people of Bohai, you have offended Yuan Benchu, aren't you afraid of death?" Xiao Zheng has been following Guo Jia for a few days, and he also has some understanding of Guo Jia's every move, so he can't help but ask curiously.

Guo Jia looked at Xiao Zheng in surprise, he didn't expect that since Xiao Zheng could see the political crisis, it proved that Xiao Zheng was not a reckless man, at least, better than Wang Dali.

Guo Jia glanced at Xiao Zheng in his heart, smiled and said: "Yuan Benchu was reluctant to kill me, and I can't watch the people of Bohai fall into the hands of Gongsun Zhan, at that time, I don't know how many families went bankrupt and died." ”

Xiao Zheng said: "When the princes are divided and the heroes rise together, even the imperial capital Luoyang will not be spared, you can save the people of Bohai, but you can save the world?" ”

Xiao Zheng's sentence is actually saying, you offended Yuan Benchu for the people of Bohai, and you are likely to be killed, is it worth it for you to do this?

"Then you can't see death without help, let alone tens of thousands of people." Guo Jia smiled casually, and said: "When you are terminally ill today, you need a fierce medicine to wash your blood and change your marrow in order to return to hundreds of years of peace, and join hands with me to end this troubled world together, how about it?" ”

Xiao Zheng is silent, and his mind is incomprehensible.

Guo Jia smiled, didn't think much about it, took the lead and thought about Li Yan's girl's house, I didn't see her for many days, I was very worried in my heart, when Gongsun Zhan's soldiers came to the city, there was some chaos in Bohai City after all, and the people have gradually calmed down in recent days, and the situation has improved.

Li Fuzhi, Wang Dali and Xiao Zheng were guarding outside the door of the mansion, Guo Jia pushed the door alone and entered, and saw Li Yan with a sad face, wandering in the courtyard.

Li Yan saw Guo Jia push the door in, she was overjoyed, she didn't care about being reserved, she stepped forward quickly and asked urgently, "Feng Xiaoke has been injured." Li Yan ran in front of Guo Jia and suddenly blushed, and quietly took a small step back, separating herself from Guo Jia.

Guo Jia smiled and said, "How can the Youzhou rats hurt me in the slightest, thank you girl for your concern, the clansmen can be harassed?" ”

"No, everyone in the neighborhood knows that my Li family is a friend of filial piety, and I dare not offend, and I also praised Fengxiao for using soldiers like a god, being an upright official, and not afraid of power." Li Yan said.

Guo Jia was proud in his heart, his prestige had reached the ears of Miss Li Yan, and he didn't like it in his heart, and said with a smile: "I haven't heard you play the piano for a long time, can I enjoy a thin noodle today." ”

Li Yanyan smiled, took the guqin and the stone table under the ancient tree in the courtyard, ten fingers beating, the sound of the piano is melodious and pleasant, sometimes tactful and continuous, sometimes high and undulating, the sound is like mountain water, and like spring water.

The sunset shines obliquely, in the courtyard, next to the ancient tree, a young woman, a suave scholar.

If it was the first time he met, Guo Jia stood quietly aside, looking at his beloved and listening to the sound of nature.

Wang Dali, who was guarding the door, raised his hand and gently stabbed Xiao Zheng beside him, his face was full of pride, and he laughed softly: "Do you know what kind of song this is?" ”

Xiao Zheng glanced at Wang Dali impatiently, and replied, "Nie Zheng assassinated King Han." "He is a son of a family, how can he not know this famous ancient song.

"Wrong, it's Guanglingsan." Wang Dali smiled proudly and retorted. When he was in Yingchuan Prison, he often listened to Hu Zhao fiddling with the strings, this Guanglingsan is also one of Hu Zhao's favorite tracks, and Guo Jia played a few times when he was idle, Wang Dali was so familiar with Guo Jia, he naturally remembered that this piece was called Guanglingsan.

Xiao Zheng was amused by Wang Dali's self-pretentious smart appearance, how could he not know that Nie Zheng's alias for assassinating Han Wangqu was also called Guangling San, but he saw that Wang Dali was so complacent and cute, and he didn't want to demolish him.

Wang Dali clasped his hands in front of his chest, raised his eyebrows, and said in a pointing tone: "Boy, learn from our military advisor, you will have benefits in the future, for example, I not only know the rhythm but also can sing." ”

Xiao Zheng frowned, and looked at Wang Dali in surprise, he had never heard that this Guangling San still had lyrics, and he saw that Wang Dali didn't look like bragging, so he opened his mouth and said excitedly: "I don't believe it, I'll listen to you sing one." ”

"This, this." Wang Dali scratched his head and said, "I forgot this one." In fact, Wang Dali is boasting, the songs he can sing are all played blindly by Guo Jia with Hu Zhao's guqin when he was bored, and then howl wolf with them for fun, he can't sing this Guanglingsan at all.

The two whispered softly outside the door, and Guo Jia didn't hear it.

Guo Jia also knew in his heart that this Guangling San was about the story of Nie Zheng's assassination of King Han, and he also knew that this song was famous and passed down through the ages because Ji Kang could still play the qin freely before his execution.

The sentence that Ji Kang said before he died: "Guangling is scattered, and it is now extinct!" "Through the ages.

Li Baidou's wine poems are hundreds, and Ji Kang was scattered in Guangling before his sentence, which is unique through the ages.

After a song, Guo Jia smiled faintly, and suddenly had some itching, so he asked, "Do you remember the story of Xiaoao Jianghu?" In order to make Li Yan happy, Guo Jia told Li Yan a lot of stories before.

"Yes." Li Yan nodded.

"Borrow the piano for a while." Guo Jiaxin stepped forward and smiled indifferently.

Guo Jia stepped forward, plucked the strings lightly, debugged three times, and the sound of the piano sounded with ten fingers, suddenly like spring and snow, and like mountains and flowing water, the sound of the piano was sometimes rapid, sometimes tactful, which made people listen to the beauty of the rhythm.

Guo Jia also has a sword-wielding young man in his heart, and naturally yearns for the kind of happiness and enmity in the rivers and lakes, just like every good man yearns for the Three Kingdoms in this troubled world, he is even more envious that Ling Hu Chong can finally marry Ren Yingying and finally laugh together in the rivers and lakes, but he doesn't know how he should retreat in this troubled world.