The middle-aged man pointed at Wang Lang and said with a smile

"I know you kid has a lot of ideas. Tell me what comes to mind? ”

Wang Lang smiled and wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth and said

"Uncle, didn't you say the economic blockade last time?"

The middle-aged man nodded, and Wang Lang continued

"When the envoy of the Hu people comes, he will definitely want us to open up trade, and we will bite it to death. Then let our officers and soldiers pretend to be businessmen and slowly get in touch with the leaders of the Hu people. Secretly sell them the necessities they need in life. Weapons, agricultural production, and technical books and items are not for sale. ”

The middle-aged man said with a frown

"If you secretly buy them, wouldn't it be against your plan?"

Wang Lang laughed

"Who said we were going to sell it for money, we only changed it, not sold it."

Zhao Xiang couldn't help but ask

"What is there for the Hu people to be exchanged?"

Although the middle-aged man didn't speak, he nodded approvingly, and Wang Lang rolled his eyes and said to Zhao Xiang

"Brother Xiang, my Great Wei lacks good horses."

The middle-aged man and Zhao Xiang were stunned for a moment, and then showed a happy expression. They all understand that Great Wei does not have good horses, but the Hu people have them. Exchange the necessities of life for each other's horses. also knows why Wang Lang secretly changed it. That is, they will not let the Hu people know that it is Da Wei who is trading with them.

Immediately, Zhao Xiang said with a frown

"Brother Wei Fang, is this against the way of the saint?"

Wang Lang pouted disdainfully and said

"The way of a saint? Can the way of the sage keep your sister from marrying into the grassland? Will the way of the saints allow me to win the war without dying? Will the way of the saints allow me to live in peace and contentment for the people? In the heyday, you can advocate the way of the saints, but when is it? The Hu people have all come over, the country will not take the country, and the family will not become a family. What else do you talk about the way of the saints? ”

Then he drank the wine in the bowl again. The middle-aged man nodded imperceptibly and asked

"Boy, what does the monk have to do with the Hu people, and let the monk go to the grassland?"

Wang Lang didn't have a hippie smile this time, but said to the middle-aged man with a straight face

"Uncle, do you know what is the most important thing for Hu Ren?"

The middle-aged man thought about it but shook his head and said he didn't know, Wang Lang said

"The most important thing for the Hu people is the population and livestock."

The middle-aged man thought about it for a while and immediately reacted, yes, the Hu people were originally small, and their productivity was still low. Women and children are needed the most. Livestock is the food they depend on for survival. Without livestock, extinction is not far away. At this time, the middle-aged man had to reposition Wang Lang's position in his heart. Wang Lang continued

"Uncle, the monk said that if it is good, it is called a propagator of religion, and if it is not good, it is called a god. Their mouths are very talkative. And they are more or less able to do some medicine. It doesn't matter if it's a healer or a healer. ”

Although Wang Lang didn't make it clear, the middle-aged man understood what Wang Lang wanted to say. It's just that Zhao Xiang didn't quite understand, so he asked

"Brother Wei Fang, you understand, what's going on?"

Wang Lang said with a smile

"Population and livestock are the most important things to the Hu people, and it is me who are the monks who are our meticulous work, who in turn can heal people and livestock, and who can spread Buddhism. Do you think that this group of monks will become the guests of honor of the Hu leaders and nobles? And then send us back important information? ”

The middle-aged man and Zhao Xiang were both very excited, but unlike Zhao Xiang, the middle-aged man quickly found a problem, that is, the loyalty of Xizuo, so he asked

"What about the loyalty of these monks?"

Wang Lang said with a smile

"Uncle, wouldn't you suggest that Your Majesty establish an institution dedicated to training and meticulous work? Brainwash them thoroughly. Wouldn't it be enough to make them loyal to Da Wei? ”

The middle-aged man said suspiciously

"What is brainwashing?"

Only then did Wang Lang react, and the word brainwashing had not been used in ancient times, so he explained

"Brainwashing is to fill their minds with loyal and patriotic thoughts, and they are always ready to sacrifice their lives for the country. Even if they are asked to go to the battlefield in the future, they will not hesitate to die. That's it. This is brainwashing. ”

The middle-aged man nodded, and Zhao Xiang was sweating profusely when he listened. Heartway

"Where is this brainwashing, this is simply a fanatical admirer of the Great Wei Dynasty."

Wang Lang then said

"It's a long-term thing, and it can't be done in a few days. So I suggest that you go and tell Your Majesty now, the sooner you build it, the better. ”

The middle-aged man nodded and asked

"Boy, have you ever thought about serving the imperial court?"

Wang Lang was stunned and asked

"Is it to be an official directly? Civil service? ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said

"Yes, the emperor needs your wisdom, and the court also needs people like you."

Wang Lang shook his head and said

"Uncle, I want to promise you, but I don't like politics. I don't want to touch politics either. I want to be a general, like my grandfather, fighting on the battlefield and shrouding me in horse leather. ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said

"Okay, when you don't want to be your general, you come to me. You remember, the emperor needs you, and the people need you. ”

Wang Lang said with a self-deprecating smile

"Do the people need me? No, what the people need is a stable environment. What is needed is to have enough to eat every day. What is needed is an enlightened emperor. ”

Then he groaned slowly

"The peaks and mountains are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are on the surface of Tongguan Road. Looking at the western capital, he hesitated, sad that the Qin and Han dynasties were in the office, and the palace was made of soil. Xing, the people suffer; Death, the people suffer. ”

The middle-aged man lowered his head and groaned slowly in a trance

"Prosperity, the people suffer, death, the people suffer"

Then he raised his head again, his eyes radiated a fine light, and an extremely confident temperament emanated from the inside out. The middle-aged man took the wine bowl and drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, and said

"Boy, you've done a good job with this poem."

Wang Lang hurriedly shook his head and said

"Little nephew, how can I have such a good talent. It's all done by my eldest brother. I'm just borrowing it. ”

The middle-aged man looked at Wang Lang suspiciously and said

"Your eldest brother? Wang Weizhou? ”

Wang Lang nodded hurriedly and didn't speak, because he knew that the more he talked, the harder it would be to lie. Maybe any sentence will be grabbed by these old foxes. The middle-aged man didn't dwell on this topic anymore and said

"Speaking of your eldest brother, I remember that your eldest brother was attacked a few days ago? What's going on? ”

Wang Lang said depressedly

"I feel depressed when you mention it, but those people are here to trouble me."

The middle-aged man asked curiously

"Why are they bothering you?"

Wang Lang said helplessly

"Didn't you catch a monk from Jinchan Temple a while ago? The Golden Cicada Temple is taking revenge on me, but I haven't been out recently, so they found my eldest brother. ”

The middle-aged man said with a frown

"Is there any evidence?"

Wang Lang said

"I, Brother Zhao, have seen Uncle Zhifa come into contact with that gangster. And then my eldest brother had an accident, isn't it obvious? ”