Chapter 106: The Cause of the King

Is it good to enter the court? How about the outer town?

Recently, although Zhang Shuang is thinking about Wang Fen and Xu You's bad things, most of his thoughts are still focused on this.

I had a bit of insomnia and had to catch up on sleep during the day.

When the trial came, Zhang Shuang was sleeping.

When the soldiers came in to report, Zhang Shuang got up from the bed, and his first reaction was, "What is this guy looking for me for?" ”

Judging his person, the first impression of people in this era is that they are nobles, and the second impression is that they are famous people in Jizhou. And Zhang Shuang's first impression is that this guy is a complex combination of authoritarianism, loyalty, and strategists.

The strategist did not need to explain, saying that his dictatorship was that he could control a yamen alone, and he rarely consulted with others when he encountered things, and he was a very decisive person.

Authoritarian people are usually stubborn, and stubborn people usually admit death.

Therefore, the trial is also loyal, I remember that the historical records record that after Yuan Shang fled, the trial was trapped in the lonely city, fought to the death and did not surrender, and then Cao Cao was captured and killed facing the north. His last words were, "My monarch is in the north." ”

In short, this guy can't be said to be good, nor can he be said to be bad, and the only super specialty is loyalty.

Zhang Shuang originally wanted to find a super loyal advisor who could discuss the rebellion plan together. Therefore, there is a moment of heartbeat. But it's better to think about it.

"The trial is loyal to Yuan Shao, and he is a big family. How can you bow down and discuss the rebellion with me? ”

Zhang Shuang shook his head, not holding out much hope. However, it doesn't hurt to see it. So, Zhang Shuang ordered his own soldiers to introduce the trial into the hall, prepared his own appearance, and then walked out of the bedroom and went to the hall.

Zhang Shuang walked out of the hall, saw the matching, and secretly praised, "It is worthy of being a nobleman of the family, so generous." On his face, Zhang Shuang smiled and asked, "Mr. Judge, I have admired my name for a long time." ”

Saying that, Zhang Shuang knelt down and asked, "I don't know if Mr. Shen is coming, is there anything wrong?" ”

"Zhang Hussar." The judge returned the salute, and then said with a smile: "I want to seek an official position under the general." ”

Zhang Shuang just thought about it, and it is unlikely that the trial will bow down. Now it has been fulfilled. Therefore, the first reaction is that something is abnormal, and there must be a demon.

"With the talent of the foot, it is easy to enter the court as a scholar and doctor, and to be a driver in the state and county. Why did you think of being my master book? Zhang Shuang asked.

"Confucianism and vulgarity, it is not my ambition to be an official." Judge the way.

"What is that ambition?" Zhang Shuang asked.

"Meritorious, career, fame." The judge said calmly.

"It's so ambitious." Zhang Shuang couldn't help but sigh. I couldn't help but wonder: "Since I want to make meritorious contributions, establish a career, and make a name, then I should naturally enter the court as a scholar and doctor, and after a few decades, I can also serve as a famous minister of the Han Dynasty and be famous for eternity." ”

"My ambition is even greater than the general imagined. And this ambition is something that the imperial court cannot give me. The judge replied.

"The court can't give it, how dare I?" Zhang Shuang's eyes flashed, and he finally noticed something unusual.

"The court can't give it, but the general can." Judge the way.

"How?" Zhang Shuang recovered indifferently, but he paid more attention to the trial.

"The general raised tens of thousands of troops and broke the yellow scarf. From a small lieutenant, he was promoted to a hussar general, and Hou Feng Wanhu. If you stay up for more than ten years and rank according to seniority, you can also be ranked as the third public. But is this the general's ambition? The judge asked rhetorically without answering.

"So what? Isn't it? Zhang Shuang asked.

"If so, I'll turn around and leave. If not, please listen to me. The judge smiled slightly.

"Say." Zhang Shuang pondered for a moment and said.

A bright smile appeared on the face of the judge, and then said solemnly: "Most of the Yellow Turbans were destroyed by the general, but the small group continued. Moreover, when the government decree is dim today, the small strand of yellow turbans will continue to grow, and eventually form a wildfire trend. If the general has a king, he can ask for a stab at the history, Bomu, and sit on one side. ”

"If the general has the ambition of being a hegemon, he might as well enter the court and wait for the opportunity."

Zhang Shuang is well-read, and he knows that the king in the mouth of the judge is not simply the king is benevolent, and the overlord is fierce. The king sets himself up as a king. The hegemon is the business of the five hegemons of the Spring and Autumn Period.

Respect the king, the overlord of the world.

The outer town is arrogant. When he entered the court, he was coerced by the Son of Heaven to beg for nothing.

It is the royal industry, the hegemony.

"This thing is discussing with me how to rebel and seize power." Zhang Shuang finally fully understood the purpose of the visit.

I thought of the ambition in the trial just now, and it was corresponding.

He originally wanted to be the founder of the country, so the Han Dynasty couldn't satisfy him.

But is this true or false?

Although Zhang Shuang was pleased to have such a mastermind who was willing to follow him to rebel, he had to guard against it. Then he said: "I didn't hear the next words." Please come back. ”

"I guess Xu Yu must have visited the general earlier. I also know that the general refused. So, this time I came prepared. ”

The judge smiled, let Hou hold his head high, looked at Zhang Shuang with an upright gaze, and said, "Outside the door, there is my second sister-in-law." Correction, straightening. Carte blanche entrusted to the general. ”

As he spoke, he took out a few pieces of white silk from his sleeve. got up and handed it to Zhang Shuang, and said, "This is a list of hundreds of names and tens of thousands of slaves, the old and weak." ”

"If the general is willing to take me as his master. I ask the clan to dismiss tens of thousands of slaves and become ordinary people in the general's fiefdoms. Sell the field house in Jizhou and move the family to Hedong. ”

Zhang Shuang was very surprised, he carefully looked at the list and found that it was very neat, not like a fake. Moreover, if the Ju clan goes to Hedong, it is impossible to cheat.

In other words, the trial really pressed everything on him.

despises the current wealth and longs for an opportunity to make meritorious contributions, establish a career, and establish a name.

"Why choose me?" Zhang Shuang couldn't help asking.

"Because you have military power, strong blood, and momentum. And I just happened to be able to give it a chance. The judge said.

"Someone." Zhang Shuang groaned for a moment and shouted outside the door.

"Ming Gong." The soldiers walked in from outside.

"Get Dian Wei." Zhang Shuang said.

"No." The soldier answered, turned and went down. After a while, Dian Wei walked in and arched his hand: "Ming Gong is looking for me?" ”

"You yourself stand outside the door, and send your own soldiers to inspect the neighborhood, and whoever is near this house. Kill! Zhang Shuang said.

The essence in Dian Wei's eyes flashed, and he glanced thoughtfully at the matching. Then he nodded, turned and walked in.

The smile on his face widened, and he knew that he had made the right bet. The hussar general in front of him has great ambitions, great ambitions.

"What opportunities can be given at the right moment?" After Dian Wei left, Zhang Shuang gave Dian Wei another chance to arrange soldiers. Then, he narrowed his eyes and asked.