However, if you can achieve the great cause of business and Zhou, why should the Taishi be stingy? The Zhou Dynasty has been in the world for more than 800 years, all of which were caused by King Wen.

King Wen was imprisoned in the palace back then, and he still did not feel that he was "dying old and powerless".

Taishi is in a high position today and controls Xijing, why did he say this? ”

He raised his hand and raised his hand to the outside of the hall, and his voice was excited: "Taishi, please see, this place is Fengshui in the west, and Yi and Luo in the east, which is the hometown of Haojing!" ”

Since Yang Su was old, Pharmacist Li talked about King Wen, hoping to arouse Yang Su's heart.

At the same time, he pointed out Yishui and Luoshui in the words, and aimed directly at Luoyang, the eastern capital.

At this time, Yang Su was also the prince and the prince with Shangshu Ling, so Li Yaoshi called him "Taishi".

Although Pharmacist Li's words were sensational, Yang Su was unmoved.

He smiled faintly and said, "Medicine Master, the so-called 'Heaven is a high mountain, and the king is desolate'.

The rise of Zhou is the work of several generations of fathers and ancestors, and it is by no means the work of one person.

Even so, if you can't talk about it, you still can't achieve great things! ”

Li Yaoshi said: "Taishi, the business is faint, but he spoils a Daji and abandons an uncle; The violence of the merchant is nothing more than digging a wine pond and building a meat forest.

Now it is faint, but it humiliates the first queen and harem, and hurts the brothers and sisters; Today's violence has dug 3,000 miles of canals, built more than 10 palaces, and built more than 10,000 ships. ”

He clenched his fists, and his generosity and pride overflowed: "If the Taishi doesn't do something today, when will it be?" ”

Shangshu. The Pastoral Oath condemned Shang for "only women's words are used", and this "woman" is Daji.

He also "fainted and left the king's parents and brothers", accusing Shang of not being able to speak his loyalty.

Bigan was the half-brother of the first king and the uncle of Shang, so Pharmacist Li called him "Uncle Wang".

When Yang Su heard this, he smiled bitterly: "It's just that the time has not yet come!" Pharmacist, you also know that the distant Xia Wei and Shang Xuan, the near Qin Emperor and Han Wu, the destruction of the country is not only due to a sudden coma.

In the chaotic world, the short ones have been for decades, and the elders have been for more than ten generations, and they must wait for the manpower and national strength to be exhausted before they can be attacked. ”

He shook his head slowly: "The people only have food for the night, and as long as the courtiers still have immediate benefits, if the mountains and rivers are exhausted, who is willing to put their lives in a place where they will never recover?" ”

Yang Su paused and looked at Pharmacist Li: "Pharmacist, you have been in Ji County for a few years, and you should know that only one warehouse in Liyang can provide food for the whole country for many years."

Even if the canal is dug every year, and the palace is built every month, there are at least ten years before the day when the mountains and rivers are exhausted.

The old man is far away in the pass, but Luoyang is surrounded by all the cangs.

Once the soldiers meet, the food and salary lie on the other side, which is not suitable for the geographical advantage.

Although the conscription is heavy, the officers and men still have money to receive, and the people still have food to eat.

When the disaster is imminent, the officials and the people will not think about conquering, which is a matter of human inaction. ”

The old lady sighed, shook his head and said: "The so-called time, place, and people, none of these three talents are beneficial to me.

If you do something today, don't talk about the business of Shang Tang and Zhou Wu, even if you want to be a disciple of Wang Mang and Cao Cao, I am afraid that you can't! ”

In the hearts of people with lofty ideals, blood trickled down: "Could it be ...... Could it be that the Taishi could not bear to see the people of Li people in the midst of fire and water and suffer for ten more years? ”

Yang Su smiled sadly: "Pharmacist, do you remember that Uncle Ling was only wishing for the word 'good death'?" Now the old man's wish is only that.

You helped your uncle's wish back then, why don't you want to fulfill it to the old man today? ”

After all, people with lofty ideals cannot only care about the people, but must want to put their fathers who have known each other for more than ten years in a place where they will never recover.

When Pharmacist Li heard Yang Su mention his uncle, his originally clenched fists had slowly relaxed.

Facing the dying old man in front of him, the generosity and pride in his heart were gone at this time, and there was only a little sympathy left.

He sighed secretly, bowed down and said, "The Taishi's words have tormented the younger generations!" ”

He couldn't bear to force him with words anymore, and only accompanied the old lady to gossip.

After a while, Yang Su was tired, and then retreated into the back hall to rest.

Pharmacist Li and Yang Xuanqing left the hall at the same time, and both of them were very dull.

I haven't seen my friends for a year, but after we met, they were relatively silent.

However, Li Mi heard that Pharmacist Li was visiting, and he came to meet the former chief.

Pharmacist Li heard that he was valued by Yang Xuan, and he was also glad for him.

At this time, Han Shi'e, the son of Han Baohu, and Han Shiying's brothers had a close relationship with Yang Xuan, and there was a group of old acquaintances of Pharmacist Li in Yang's mansion, so everyone reminisced together, but the banquet was very lively.

After the feast, Pharmacist Li said that the journey was tiring.

Yang Xuanqing knew that he was thinking purely, so he resigned on his behalf and accompanied him to the guest room where he had lived back then.

In the past, Pharmacist Li's home in Jingshi was the official residence of King Li.

Now that Li Yaowang has become Buyi, Li Yaoshi is homeless in Chang'an, so he naturally lives in Yang Mansion temporarily.

Since his death, Pharmacist Li has never entered the inner house of the Yang Mansion again, and now he has been in a hurry for nearly seven years.

At this time, he and Yang Xuanqing walked into the guest room together, but when they saw that the scenery was still the same, and the people were completely different, both of them couldn't help but groan.

Since Pharmacist Li was eager to be quiet, Yang Xuanqing did not insist on accompanying him, but only sent incense burners and tea sets.

Although personnel are not what they used to be, friendship is still warm after all, and Pharmacist Li is also autonomous.

He lit a stove of incense, fried it into a ding of tea, and sat alone.

But when I saw the old locust tree outside the house, he still cultivated Ke Jiayun by himself, and the color was towering.

If the good wood is gorgeous, it is as Cao Zijian's "Huai Fu" said:

In the spring of the season, it is the beginning of the mao

Practice Zhu Xia is complicated

The scorching scene of the yang spirit

Scatter the flow to increase the freshness

I think that back then, I danced the sword on a moonlit night, and I walked out from under the old locust tree of Cui Wei, and entrusted Princess Lechang to find a husband.

When the incense was gone, he lit another one; Ding tea will be left, and he will fry another Ding.

The shadow of the old locust tree gradually lengthened, sifting to the moon flowers in front of the court, and the pond frogs began to sing one after another.

More than ten years ago, on such an autumn afternoon, he sat in the same position and waited for Xiu.

In front of me are the shadows of trees and flowers, and in my ears are frogs singing and Sanskrit singing...... However, today there is no Sanskrit singing.

Pharmacist Li lit another incense, fried a cup of tea, and was deeply immersed in the realm of memories.

In his ears, the sound of the pond frog gradually blended into the sound of the wooden fish chime; In his eyes, under the shadow of the tree, a pleated hat, black boots, purple clothes and silver belts also appeared.

In his heart, when he looked at it again, the branches and leaves were swaying freely in the breeze, and the pond frogs were screaming in the sunset. I don't know when, it's almost dusk.

Pharmacist Li sighed lightly, lit another furnace of agarwood for himself, and fried another cup of tea.

In this situation, he would rather replace wine with tea and get himself hungover, and I wonder if Yiren can come to sleep?