Chapter 252: A Little Haoran Qi, a Thousand Miles of Wind!
?? The middle-aged man turned his head and said with a smile: "Why didn't Huang Gongzi speak, in this situation, I don't want to say anything?" ”
It was already evening, and the wind before this time had turned into a strong wind, whistling, and the wind of late spring was blowing from afar, passing through this pavilion, blowing across the water, and then whistling into the distance.
Ren Tian opened his mouth and said: "Sir, I don't have so many feelings, for me, the mountains and rivers under the whole world always have their wonders, the mountains and rivers here can only be counted as a small part, what I want is all the mountains and rivers in the world." ”
The middle-aged man smiled dumbly: "Huang Gongzi does have lofty ambitions, and I have watched the new country become what it is little by little, and Huang Gongzi is indeed a diligent and loving king." However, why do we have to occupy all the mountains and rivers in this world, isn't it that the war will not end? ”
As for why the way of war is adopted, sir, in this world, only war can stop war, and the ancient truth has never changed."
"Huang Gongzi's words can be described as domineering."
Ren Tian smiled: "Sir, don't hide it, it's not that I want to be domineering, but this environment, if I don't fight you, you will beat me, sir, my new country was besieged by several countries for no reason, and all the caravan routes in the northern plain county were cut off, and now they are even more blocked." In this kind of environment, do you still want me to influence them?
Zi said: 'Repay grievances with virtue, how can you repay virtue? Repay grievances with straightforwardness, repay virtue with virtue', Mr. must know better than me. ”
The middle-aged man smiled, re-rolled his sleeves and sat down: "Then what does Huang Gongzi want to do to take down these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains?" ”
"Accept all countries, let all countries on the continent become members of our new country, and if you are willing to be subdued, it is naturally easy to discuss, and if you are unwilling, then you will naturally fight."
"Then it seems to be the way of the king, why not follow the way of the saint?"
Ren Tian said: "Ask sir, what is the way of a saint?" In the early Spring and Autumn Period, when there were no saints before the saints, where did the Tao come from? If it is benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith, I think that as long as I practice the way of the saints inside, so that the people of my new country can be warmly clothed, sheltered, and fed, not the people of my new country, and not the members of my new country, naturally we cannot do this way. ”
The middle-aged man nodded: "Then what can I do?" ”
Ren Tian said: "I am willing to use the talent of Mr. to help me win these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, educate the people of other countries, and ensure the stability of my new country. ”
With that, he stood up and bowed deeply with his fists clenched.
Looking at Ren Tian's bow, the middle-aged man was silent for a moment.
The wind outside seemed to be stronger, and it was a sunny day, but it didn't rain, but it was harder.
The little eunuch stood outside the pavilion, not daring to go in at all, but just watched his majesty and the middle-aged man talking.
Ren Tian didn't wait for a response, and said again: "Sir, do you remember what you said at the beginning?" I have already done what I promised, the new country is not a small country now, and it can barely be called a small vassal state, and it can be regarded as meeting the minimum requirements of Mr., why is Mr. silent at the moment? ”
The middle-aged man stood up and turned around: "Does Huang Gongzi know my identity?" ”
"There's speculation."
"Oh? Did you guess it? ”
Ren Tian smiled: "If Mr. doesn't say it, I naturally can't guess." ”
The middle-aged man smiled dumbly: "Huang Gongzi, you are too cunning." ”
He turned and looked out with his hands in his hands, in this small pavilion, looking ahead.
The pavilion was quiet, and Ren Tian waited slowly, knowing that the middle-aged man was thinking about it at the moment.
The wind outside the pavilion seemed to slow down again, and the weather that seemed to be raining became cloudless again, and the rippling lake below became a clear mirror again.
But the wind was still blowing in front of the two of them, and the middle-aged man in the front was blown with his robe blowing.
"Huang Gongzi, I thought of something, I have a poem, do you want to hear it?"
"Mr.'s words, naturally listen to them."
The middle-aged man laughed and said, "The sunset embroiders the curtain roll, and the water under the pavilion is empty." ”
In the sunset, roll up the embroidered curtain and look out, the river under the pavilion is connected with the blue sky, and the sunset in the distance reflects the pavilion, which is boundless.
"Zhijun is a new work for me, and the windows are wet and red."
For the sake of my coming, you have specially painted the windows with clear oil and vermilion lacquer, and the color is still fresh.
"On the Pingshan Hall, there is no lonely Hong in the south of the Yangtze River."
This reminds me of when I was in Pingshan Hall, leaning on the pillow seat, admiring the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and looking at the scene of the lonely hung in the distant sky.
"Recognize the drunkard's language, and the mountains are in the middle."
Seeing the scene in front of us today, we realized the looming scenery of the mountains depicted in Ouyang Drunkard's words.
The middle-aged man's chanting momentum went from low to high, his emotions were surging, and all the emotions in his chest became high-spirited at this moment.
"A thousand acres, all mirrors are clean, and the blue peaks are poured. Suddenly, the waves rose and danced a leaf of pulsatilla. ”
Ren Tian looked at the lake, the fishermen on the fishing boats, beaten by the waves, the whole boat seemed to be dancing on the waves.
"The son of Lantai can be laughed, and he is born in the natural sound, and there are male and female in the Gangdao."
It is impossible for a ridiculous person like Song Yu to understand that Zhuangzi's wind is a natural sound, and he insists on saying that the wind has male and female.
The next moment, the middle-aged man's words were full of heroism and unrestrainedness, all the mountains and rivers in front of him were in full view, and the oncoming wind was blowing, and with the last sentence, his clothes were blown away.
"A little heroic spirit, a thousand miles of fast wind!"
In fact, as long as a person has the greatest and most rigid heroic spirit, he can be calm in any situation and enjoy the majesty of infinite pleasure.
Ren Tian had never heard the ancients chant poems and lyrics before, but now that the ancient writer in front of him sang it, that kind of heroic emotion arose spontaneously, as if between heaven and earth, he was the wind, which could blow between the whole heaven and earth.
"Huang Gongzi, what do you think of my first word?"
The middle-aged man turned around with a smile.
"Hurry, hurry, when the big white floats."
Ren Tian smiled, went to take the wine from the stone table, poured the wine glass, picked it up, and solemnly said to the middle-aged man: "I respect Mr." ”
Subsequently, Ren Tian drank it all.
"It should be me who respects Huang Gongzi."
There was joy in the eyes of the middle-aged man, he took the wine glass and drank it all, and then clasped his hands into fists, which was very standard, and his body was bent to the standard ninety degrees.
Then the words from his mouth appeared:
"Minister, Su Shi, meet Your Majesty."
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