Guo Jia said: "Compared to Huang Tian of Taiping Dao, Zhang Lu's Celestial Master Dao is more inclined to the Ghost Dao."
"Those who came to Zhang Lu to seek enlightenment were called ghost soldiers at first. After being fully baptized, they were called sacrificial wine. When they reached the position of sacrificial wine, they could lead their tribes. The best among them was called Zhitou. Big sacrificial wine.”
When Yuan Xi heard this, his heart moved and he said, "I heard that the Han court also has the official position of offering wine. Is this for sacrificial purposes?"
Guo Jia nodded slightly, "Young master, you guessed it right. In the beginning, sacrificial wine was indeed related to sacrifice."
"In ancient times, nobles and officials had banquets, and the elders drank wine to worship the gods. This was called sacrificial wine, which later evolved into an official name."
"It is recorded in "Yi Yu Cong Kao·Jiu Jiu" that sacrificing wine is not an official name. In ancient times, all elders of the same generation were called sacrificial wine."
Yuan Xi saw that Guo Jia knew this very well, and it seemed that he was indeed proficient in this art.
He suddenly remembered that the official position specially set up by Cao Cao for Guo Jia in later generations and the famous military advisor offering wine were also inextricably related?
Yuan Xi said: "I already understand what you mean, sir."
"It is necessary to strive for a position in Taiping Road. Otherwise, in the future, my territory will be filled with Cao Cao's meticulous work."
In order to fight against Cao Cao, he could only use magic to defeat magic, which was really a helpless move.
Guo Jia nodded and said: "Although Youzhou is desolate now, on the other hand, it is also an advantage."
"If Cao Cao acts in Yanzhou and Jizhou where Cao Cao has great influence through alchemists, it will be easy for the other party to find out and counterattack."
"Right now, this place is beyond the reach of Cao Cao. The young master can secretly use the name of Taiping Road to set up his own secret wine-sacrifice and promote the destiny of the young master."
"Anyway, today's Taiping Dao is leaderless. They all claim that they are orthodox, but no one can get recognition from others."
Yuan Xi thought to himself that this was laying eggs under the guise of someone else, mixing in his own private goods in the mixed situation of Taiping Road.
In this way, he can fish in troubled waters and extend his influence to the entire Zhuo County!
Seeing Yuan Xi's move, Guo Jia's eyes flashed: "Both the Yellow Turban and Tianshi Tao require honesty and no fraud. People who are sick must examine themselves. Tianshi Tao also has a righteous home, which is similar to the Young Master's righteous studies and righteous fields. It only takes a little while." Make changes and you’ll be able to lay it out.”
"Master, is there anything else you want to add?"
Yuan Xi pondered for a moment: "For example, if neighbors help each other, there will be good rewards, or if people are trafficked, there will be retribution?"
"By the way, this thing can't take the spotlight. The best way is to punish criminals through criminal law."
Guo Jia's face remained unchanged, but in his heart he was extremely surprised.
Doctrine is more convincing than criminal law, but it can easily lead the lord to lose his original intention and thus ignore the fundamental nature of governance, which is criminal law.
Otherwise, it would be to abandon the fundamental and seek the inferior, and the monarchy would be subject to religious authority, which would be a recipe for disaster.
It is rare for Yuan Xi to wake up from temptation so quickly.
At a time when the gentry generally believed in the prophecy theory, what exactly did Yuan Xi believe in?
Guo Jia became more and more curious.
Seeing that he had finished talking, Yuan Xi bowed and said, "Sir, you are good at this. I will allocate officials to you. Please take full charge of this matter."
Guo Jia lamented: "Am I just trapping myself in a cocoon?"
"Can't you just leave such a troublesome matter to someone else?"
Yuan Xi scratched his head: "Add a concubine and a jug of wine?"
"make a deal."
The two looked at each other and laughed.
Yuan Xi never thought that one day he would regard spreading rumors as an important undertaking, but in the current situation, it was actually the most effective way.
It is difficult to find even one literate person among a hundred people. In addition, wars and wars starve people to death every year. Most nobles are forced to farm their own land, and ordinary people have no possibility of studying.
In this environment, even if free schools are established, the world must be at peace. After having enough food and clothing, the number of people studying will increase significantly.
Therefore, for ordinary people who are illiterate and have the simplest wishes, the nursery rhymes and prophecies passed down by word of mouth are far faster than the knowledge spread by the nobles.
This is the limitation and helplessness of the times. If you want to change, you can only take one step at a time and slowly open up people's wisdom, instead of becoming fat in one bite.
The social system requires long-term accumulation before it can undergo qualitative changes. Before that, we can only make up for all the shortcomings bit by bit, and accumulate more and more.
Not to mention that productivity cannot be achieved now, even if productivity is achieved, in a backward era and with a powerful system, if it is in the hands of a few people, the people will be put on stronger and more terrible shackles.
This is why in the early days of capitalism, workers were exploited far more than plantation slaves.
Facing the people who are still in the period of ignorance, Yuan Xi will not impose a vague so-called advanced political system, which looks like an industrial transformation of the social system, but in fact the core is still slavery.
He is just an ordinary person, and all he wants to do is give as many people as possible the power to change their destiny.
Knowledge.
He would be satisfied if he could carve out a trail throughout his life.
Guo Jia didn't know what Yuan Xi was thinking at this time, and Yuan Xi would not fully explain to Guo Jia now. After all, these ideas were too ahead of the times.
The two discussed the matter of sending troops again in every detail, until they couldn't find any major flaws, they stopped. Only then did they realize that they had been talking for half a day and it was almost dark.
Yuan Xi smiled and said: "Thank you for your hard work today, from now on you will do your best and obey fate."
"Let's not worry about Youzhou. I hope there won't be a big trap in the south. Now that Xuzhou is under attack, I hope Xuande can hold it for at least half a year."
Guo Jia sneered and said, "Young master, there is no need to hide it from me. Xuzhou was attacked. How could you not have other plans?"
"No one in this world can do good deeds for nothing, and it won't be embarrassing to say it."
Yuan Xi sweated profusely and forced a smile: "I still can't hide it from you sir."
"If Duke Xuande cannot hold it, Xuzhou cannot let others take it away."
Guo Jia picked up the wine bottle and took a sip directly, his pride evident in his expression.
This lord who has not yet been completely convinced by himself is benevolent, scheming, and does not stick to established rules. He will definitely be a person who stirs up the world in the future.
Guo Jia's guess was correct. From the beginning, Yuan Xi had his sights set on Xuzhou.
Although this place is the location of the Fourth War and is difficult to defend, it is actually so important that in Yuan Xi's plan, it is safest to hold it in his own hands.
Now that Jizhou is attacking Yijing from the north and has no time to help defend Xuzhou, Liu Bei must support it alone. This is also a situation that Yuan Xi made intentionally or unintentionally.
If Liu Bei can defend, it is naturally earned by his own ability. Yuan Xi has nothing to say, but if Liu Bei cannot defend, he has more to say.
Yuan Xi asked Guo Jia if he wanted to have dinner together, but Guo Jia said no, he was going to choose a concubine now.
When Yuan Xi saw Guo Jia jumping away, he thought that everyone is happy in his own way.
With two concubines accompanying me at night, I'm afraid Guo Jia won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow, right?
Yuan Xi was a little worried. Guo Jia in later generations might have indulged in alcohol and sex, so he died early. Is he going to repeat the same mistake now?
But if there were no fine wine and beautiful women, seeing Guo Jia like that would really be a life without love.
Forget it, everyone has his or her own ambitions.
Beixin City began to mobilize intensively. The people in the city knew that war was coming again and got busy.
Many civilians are very enthusiastic about collecting and distributing grain. After all, although it is dangerous, it can offset part of the tax and labor, which is still very tempting to many civilians.
In this atmosphere, Sun Li's wife gave birth to a big fat boy.
Yuan Xi, Zhao Yun, Qu Yi and others, who were familiar with Sun Li, sent congratulatory gifts one after another. When Ma saw her daughter-in-law holding the baby in her arms, she looked happy and sighed in her heart.
Zheng doesn't know what this means yet.
From then on, Sun Li was regarded as the most important soldier under Yuan Xi.
This means that Sun Li must die for Yuan Xi at any time.
Of course, correspondingly, if a deceased soldier dies, his wife will be raised by the lord, and his children will have the opportunity to study and become officials.
Sun Li found that Mr. Ma's attitude towards him had been much better these days. Whenever something happened, he would ask him to have dinner with him, which annoyed him greatly.
He quietly said to Qu Yi: "Do you think my mother has something on her mind? She no longer scolds me. She even picks up food for me at dinner and often tells me to take care of myself."
"My mother is so abnormal. Do you think she wants to remarry?"
After hearing this, Qu Yi slapped Sun Li on the head and staggered him, "You bitch, why do you talk so much nonsense?"
"My mother has died a long time ago. If you are not satisfied with your mother alive, get the hell out of you."
Sun Li was kicked away by Qu Yi. When he got up, Qu Yi had already picked up the wine bottle and went to drink with someone.
Why is Qu Yi so angry?
He didn't know that in the small building in the distance, Yuan Xi and Wu Zhao had half of their heads exposed, watching the joke the whole time.
Wu Zhao felt that Yuan Xi's hands were dishonest again, and her face turned red. Just when she was about to speak, a strong wind blew, and the small building creaked and crumbled. She turned pale with fright, and quickly grabbed Yuan Xi to steady herself. .
Yuan Xi hissed in pain, and Wu Zhao blushed even more.
No wonder she was afraid. This small building was built casually and was not strong at all.
After Yuan Xi saw it in the Mi family and Zhen family, he felt that the tall building was very convenient. When he returned to Beixin City, he asked a craftsman to build one, saying that he could overlook the enemy's situation from a high place.
At that time, Yuan Xi was unwilling to spend more manpower and material resources, so he just asked people to dig a deep pit in the corner of the yard, used trees as stakes, and built a three-story attic. The lower two floors were supported by tree trunks, and the top was a small wooden house. You need to climb a wooden ladder to get up.
The scenery from the top is very good, but because it is poorly made, it often shakes when strong winds blow, and it does not play any role in viewing the enemy's situation at all.
Beixin City is guarded by city walls and arrow towers on all sides. How high can a small building in the city have a view?
From then on, the small building became Yuan Xi's personal use. When he had nothing to do, he would climb up to the attic and peek into the mansion.
Sun Li was beaten violently by Ma, Guo Jia and Ji Concubine were flirting in front of the window, and Qu Yi and Zhao Yun were sparring. Yuan Xi watched with great interest.
Of course, he would occasionally take Wu Zhao or Cao Xian up there. When there was no wind, the small building would often shake violently.
Another gust of night wind blew, and Wu Zhao was so frightened that his heart pounded, and the things he grabbed began to become dishonest again.
Her face turned red, and she secretly thought that the young master didn't know how he came up with these tricks. He must not have been a good person in his previous life!
At this time, Yuan Xi hummed softly.
"I have blown the evening breeze that you have blown, so can we count as embracing each other?"
Wu Zhao knew that Yuan Xi would often sing tunes with very different rhythms from those of the time, but now this tune was so melodious that she couldn't help but be fascinated.
As she listened, she couldn't help but forget the troubles of the world, and lay gently in Yuan Xi's arms.
She suddenly realized that the lyrics obviously had nothing to do with her. Wasn't she already embracing them?
Is Yuan Xi thinking about Zhen Mi at this time?
She exerted a little force, and Yuan Xi screamed in pain again, and said quickly: "You are all my wings."
(End of chapter)
