Chapter 52: Black and White
The stars are shining, and the mountains and rivers are quiet.
"Village chief, the woman from outside has already given birth."
"I see, take care of it."
"Yes!"
The footsteps outside the house gradually faded away, the lights in the house flickered, Zhao Laosi raised the wine bottle and looked at the people on the side.
"Brother Guigu, please!"
Guiguzi picked up the wine bottle and drank all the wine in the cup.
"Nanyang's wine is still so sweet."
"So it is with wine, and so it is with people."
Zhao Laosi smiled and poured another cup for Guiguzi, with a hint of pride in his words.
Guiguzi saw it in his eyes, and naturally knew why he was so proud?
"Zhao Shuang is young, but he is a sharp blade. In comparison, Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang are too conformist. β
"It is not necessary to follow the rules, the most important thing is that the person who wields the sword is already in the twilight of the road."
With a chill in the room, the moths wandered towards the candle flame, and finally disappeared into the flames.
"Day and night are not waiting, and you can only take risks. The more dangerous the move, the more urgent it is. He who wields the sword is also the one who sharpens the sword. β
"Aren't you afraid that this sword-sharpening man will use it too quickly, and the sword will be easy to break?"
Guiguzi leaned forward and picked up a fallen leaf that had drifted into the house in his hand.
Between pinching and turning, the residual leaves flew out of the window like a sharp blade.
With a muffled grunt, something seemed to fall to the ground outside the house, making a crisp crashing sound.
The room was drinking as if nothing had happened.
Zhao Laosi had a trace of disgust on his face, as if he had been bitten by a fly.
"The people who collect the net really don't stop."
"How did they target you?"
"I have lived in seclusion here for more than ten years, living a pure life, and as a result, a heavy gift from the Empress Dowager Huayang recruited all the people in the net."
Guiguzi urged with a smile on his face.
"The Empress Dowager Huayang is old and sophisticated, and she doesn't want you to watch the excitement outside."
"LΓΌ Buwei is ruthless and calculating. Changping Jun is thoughtful and hidden in the abyss. Huayang sits in the cloud pavilion and sits to watch the victory. Zhao Ji is in the palace, arrogant and lascivious. Chang'an Jun watched the throne, and his heart was unpredictable. Zhang Tang and Gong Qi made bets on several sides, but no one wanted to offend. Meng Fu and others simply led the army outside and did not wade into this troubled water. Xianyang is so lively, I really don't want to mix. β
The internal affairs of the Qin State, I am afraid that no one knows better than this Zhao Laosi. Guiguzi saw that Zhao Laosi commented on many forces within Xianyang one by one, but only the most critical person was missed.
"How is King Qin?"
Zhao Laosi smiled, touched the lines on the wine bottle, and only said three words.
"I can't see through it!"
There were only three words, but it made Guiguzi's heart sink, but he saw that Zhao Laosi had an extra pair of dice in his hand.
The dice were spinning on the table, and before the points were revealed, they had already been put away by Zhao Laosi.
"You have to bet, but now is not the time to bet."
.......
"General, the envoy of Korea is here with a gift."
"Ben will be unwell today, see you tomorrow!"
"Yes!"
The soldiers outside the house retreated, and Zhao Shuang in the house looked at the person in front of him and was very surprised.
This is already the second time he has inexplicably appeared in front of his eyes.
The giant of the Mo family, the six-fingered black man!
"There are a lot of eyeliner outside the house, and the giant is not worried about revealing his whereabouts?"
In the past, when Zhao Shuang was not so famous, although he was Pang Xuan's younger brother, everyone's eyes didn't look at him much.
Regarding Zhao Shuang, the only thing that people talk about is that he made King Zhao's favorite minister Guo Kai deflated in the Handan Song and Dance Workshop.
Afterwards, Guo Kaiyan died down, and the world thought that Guo Kai was afraid of Pang Xuan's power and didn't want to offend this upstart of Zhao State, so he admitted it.
However, as Zhao Shuang defeated the vanguard of the Qin army in Weidi, he suddenly became the focus.
King Zhao sent two additional troops, nearly 10,000 horses, in addition to mixing sand, he also wanted to control Zhao Shuang, a young general, to avoid getting out of control.
Therefore, the strength of Zhao Shuang's command has increased greatly, but almost all the generals who discuss the military situation every day are fresh faces from Handan.
This is a process that almost every famous player must go through. But among these 10,000 people, there are many people, and there are many forces from all sides.
There are those of Zhao and those of foreign countries.
"If I was worried about leaking my whereabouts, I wouldn't be here."
The six-fingered black man glanced at Zhao Shuang, and then said something that surprised Zhao Shuang.
"Do you want to join the Mo family?"
Zhao Shuang was stunned, but soon, a smile appeared on his face.
"Isn't the giant afraid of causing trouble if he lets an unknown person join the Mo family?"
"Donate 10,000 gold to comfort the people. Such a person is worth the gamble! β
Zhao Shuang smiled, did not respond positively, slowly walked to the window, and opened the window.
"Pang Xuan made a very dangerous move for this cooperation, and offended many powerful people of Zhao State. If this joint affair fails, Pang Xuan will inevitably lose power in Zhao State. And I, as the descendant of Pang Xuan in the eyes of the world, will inevitably be implicated. The giant understands this truth, and still wants to pull me into the Mo family? β
The six-fingered black man's voice was hoarse, but his tone was very firm, and the ink eyebrows in his hand were unpretentious in the moonlight, but they had an unpredictable majesty.
"I've already said that someone like you is worth the gamble!"
After listening to the words of the six-fingered black man, Zhao Shuang seemed to understand something.
"Everyone needs to learn to survive in this era, and the Mo family is the same. This is a huge gamble, once lost, it is not only the lives that disappear, but also the bloodline, name, title, and even the Taoist system of the hundreds of schools of thought that have been passed down for thousands of years. β
"You're smart!"
There was a hint of appreciation in the eyes of the six-fingered black man.
"But smart gamblers don't bet on all sides, they only bet the biggest chips when it matters most."
Zhao Shuang turned his head and looked at the six-fingered black man. Although he is young and light, the power on his body, the six-fingered black man can clearly feel it.
"That's true, but sometimes, the chips in the gambler's hand don't necessarily follow the gambler's orders."
"Please advise the giant!"
"Mo and Confucianism are both prominent scholars in the world, and their disciples are all over the world, and the interests of all parties are difficult to reconcile. Sometimes, not betting is not because you don't want to bet, but because you can't bet. β
Zhao Shuang seems to understand the predicament of the Confucian and Mo families.
"If the trend of the world will eventually become black and white, then what's the point of the Mo family maintaining a huge scale?"
Zhao Shuang smiled, walked from the window to the six-fingered black man, and bowed.
"Even if my joining will make the future of the Mo family unpredictable, is the giant still willing to gamble?"
The six-fingered black man had already given the answer, he raised his hand slightly, and the black eyebrows were horizontal in front of him.
"In this way, I wish to be taught by the giant."