The two of them did not shy away from talking, and everyone passing by heard it, but this kind of "street politician" is very common, and those small civilians who are usually idle often like to pull a few companions to brag.

In reality, if you can't be a leader, can't you have a good time? Why, the law doesn't allow people to brag?

In addition, one of these two people is a private covered in sweat, and the other is a ragged old man named Hanako, and no one takes them seriously.

When Mo Qian said that he wanted to be a marshal, many people laughed when they heard it.

However, the old name Hanako was unusually calm, and he didn't feel that Mo Qian was arrogant and jealous, nor did he sarcastically ridicule, but just asked very calmly: "Oh? If you want to be a marshal, you have a lot of ambition, so why do you want to be a marshal? ”

Mo Qian clenched his fists firmly, and said proudly: "I want to lead the army to recover the lost territory and recover the motherland." ”

"If you think like this, then you will never be a marshal, you can only be a soldier for the rest of your life." The old name Hanako laughed, "It is the general's business to lead the troops to fight, when have you ever seen the old marshal personally lead the troops to the battle?" It's all about writing a document and throwing it at the hawks and telling them who they're going to hit next. As for how to fight and whether to fight or not, this is the general's business, not the marshal's concern. ”

Mo Qian scratched his head with some distress: "Then this marshal is too easy, right?" I can do it now. ”

"Easy? You young man, you are really speechless. Hanako's eyes suddenly narrowed, and her tone became deeper than ever, "You only see the marshal making a decision, but you don't see how difficult it is to make a decision, and you don't know what terrible consequences can be caused by signing a wrong document." ”

"If nothing else, let's just say that it has been Honkai for 3 years, and everyone knows that the "Republican Federal Mutual Assistance Treaty" is humiliating and humiliating, but can you refuse to sign it? No, if the visa was denied at that time, we can't chat while eating fruit now, maybe they will all rot in the loess. The old man looked at Mo Qian with great interest, and asked faintly, "The leaders of the truth understand, but the people don't understand, they can only see what happens today, and they can't see what will happen in ten or twenty years." So, whoever writes his name on it will have to bear a lifetime of infamy and be pointed out by thousands of people, can you withstand this pressure? ”

"Speaking of the Northern Expedition two years ago, do you know what kind of danger the Republican Hui was in at that time? It was really a desperate shot, and only a few people from the government and the opposition supported the Northern Expedition, and if it failed, the country's economy would collapse like an avalanche. "The old man squinted his eyes, and his voice was as deep as the sea, "At this time, the closest generals around you advised you not to go on the Northern Expedition, and the most powerful strategists told you that the Northern Expedition would be defeated, and the best soldiers said that they had no confidence in victory, and the most trusted subordinates also knelt outside the door to admonish." Only a young general in his early twenties and fledgling wings tells you: Use me to win. ”

The words of the old man called Huazi were very infectious, Mo Qian listened attentively, and unconsciously substituted the context, his face was white and red, covered with cold sweat, and then, the voice of the old man called Huazi came again: "In this situation of controversy and disparity, can you still maintain your own judgment, dare not carry the crisis of the whole country on yourself in the case of confrontation with all the civil and military generals, sign your name on the expedition documents, and then tell the young general: Go, let go and fight, the credit for winning is yours, and I will bear the guilt if you lose." ”

Hanako picked up the last fruit in the bag, didn't eat it, just played with it in her hand, and said with a smile: "How is it?" Do you still want to be a marshal? Do you still think it's easy to sign every day? ”

"I want to be! I'm not afraid! In Mo Qian's answer, there are seven points from sincerity, but there are also three points from stubbornness.

"Oh? It's good to be young, and you won't admit defeat to death. Hanako tossed the fruit up and down, and said playfully, "Okay, let's not talk about fake big empty things, I'll just ask you a simple question." If you make a decision now, you are 100% sure that it was the right decision. But at the same time, there is a person around you who is against you, how do you solve it? ”

Mo Qian had always been stunned, he hadn't thought about these strange questions, he touched the bridge of his nose, and said seriously: "Then I'll leave him, and when the decision is implemented, I'll show him the correct results." ”

"Okay, so what if ten people object?"

"Then I'll leave these ten people and complete my decision on my own."

"Yes, if one person opposes it, he will leave one person, and if ten people oppose it, he will leave ten people, and he will run very fast. So what if the whole city is against you? ”

Mo Qian said confusedly: "If a decision can be opposed by the whole city, it must be wrong, right?" ”

"Do you think so? The wilderness clearance order at the beginning of Honkai 8 was opposed by more than one city, but judging from the results so far, do you think it was right or wrong? ”

After hearing this, Mo Qian thought carefully for a while, although the wilderness purge order was ruthless and bloody, which made him very uncomfortable, it was undeniable that in the past two years, there have been fewer and fewer attacks on the city by wilderness forces, and the wilderness that was once difficult for official forces to set foot in seems to be slowly returning to the state little by little.

Mo Qian puffed up his breath and said seriously: "Okay, if the whole city is against me, I will leave this city, go to a city that supports me, and then work hard with them!" You don't have anything to say about this! ”

"What if the whole country is against you?" The old name Huazi was like teasing a mouse in a cage, her voice was calm and leisurely, but she closed her steps and pushed Mo Qian down to the edge of the cliff, with an abyss behind her.

After hearing this, Mo Qian froze in place for a long time, as if frozen, like a prey, facing a heavily armed hunter, there was no way out.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Qian suddenly closed his eyes and fell straight to the ground, letting himself lie on his back.

A minute passed, half an hour passed, an hour passed.

A few hours later, the sun sets, the moon rises, the stars shift, and above the bright sky, the magnificent Milky Way envelops the entire world, casting a haunting glimmer of light in the dark night.

At this time, the night sky above Mo Qian's head has gone through many years of vicissitudes, witnessed how many tides and surges, and in the thousands of years of history, how many people like Mo Qian took the sky as the quilt and the earth as the seat, lying on their backs and meditating?

During the time when Mo Qian fell to the ground, the old man called Hanako didn't say a word, just sat with a smile, looking at Mo Qian with his eyes closed, as if waiting for his answer.

After a long time, the old man Hanako laughed silently, he knew that this question was too difficult for a young man like Mo Qian, and how many leaders had never figured it out in their lives and couldn't find the answer.

Just as the old man asked Hanako to stand up and prepare to leave, Mo Qian, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, there was no confusion, no confusion, only a clear voice: "Right and wrong, there are descendants to comment!" ”

After hearing this, the old man's body trembled suddenly, turned his head in shock, looked at Mo Qian with clear eyes, and stood in place in distraction, and kept muttering: "Okay... Good... Okay..."

The old man Huazi put the fruit in his hand into Mo Qian's arms, pinched his shoulders tightly, his eyes revealed the flame of hope, and said tremblingly: "From now on, you come here every day to find me, and I will teach you, and after twenty years, you will be a late bloomer!" ”