Pu Da looked at him lightly and opened the small window.
He pointed to the mountain outside the window and asked Hu Liang, "What mountain is this?"
"Of course this is Dingjun Mountain, but what does it have to do with Israel?" Hu Liang shook his head disapprovingly.
"Sure enough, he is a businessman. He doesn't even know these historical anecdotes." Pu Da wanted to say this, but he felt that it was too shocking to Hu Liang.
Pu Da continued patiently: "You know that if you conquer Dingjun Mountain, you can conquer Hanzhong, and if you conquer Hanzhong, you can conquer the world."
After saying that, he looked at Hu Liang and measured his reaction.
"Dingjun Mountain can only remain in the hands of the little saint for the time being. This conclusion is too early." Hu Liang retorted.
Pu Da said calmly: "If it is temporarily in the hands of the little saint, why would the barbarians come to ask for portraits of new weapons?"
"Even if Dingjun Mountain is in the hands of the little saint, the little saint is still an official of the Song Dynasty." Hu Liang argued with reason.
The implication is that Zhao Ping captured Xixian County for the Song Dynasty.
"How did the yellow robe come about? It's not just for the sake of serving the dragon and gaining a good identity." Pu Da shook his head, looked at him, and looked far into the distance, "The little saint and these subordinates worked hard and The barbarians are fighting you to death, are you just being a simple commander or camp leader? Don't they have any further ideas?"
Hu Liang shook his head and didn't believe it at all: "Look, even if the little saint is finally wearing a yellow robe, he may not be willing to help Israel regain its kingdom!"
"The reason why Emperor Taizong of the previous dynasty was unwilling to help Persia regain its kingdom was that, in addition to the long distance, no one in the court was willing to help the Persians speak up." Puda thought for a while and said the reason for the failure of Persia's restoration.
Hu Liang immediately grasped the clues in his words and asked, "Who else in the security team can help us speak?"
"Of course." Puda immediately blocked his mouth without any hesitation.
But Hu Liang's mouth was not easy to gag, so he pressed, "Which one is it?"
"Jia Zizhong, the chief registrar of West County." Pu Da bowed his hands in the direction of the Yamen to show respect.
Hu Liang bowed, shook his head, and sighed: "First, the official position is too small, second, he does not believe in Judaism, and third, he has been completely Chineseized."
"The official position is small, but Xixian is the place where the little saint founded the country, and its significance is no less than that of Lin'an now. Besides, Zi Zhong is now in his thirties, so he will be reused." Pu Da patiently persuaded, "Although he does not believe in Judaism, he He is not of Israeli blood.”
"Even if there is such a thing," Hu Liang thought for a while, but still couldn't believe it: "Persia is far away from the Tang Dynasty. Not only is the distance long, but the cost is also extremely high. This is also the reason why Persia's restoration failed."
"Was the Song Dynasty rich in the previous dynasty? Who is the richest in the Song Dynasty now, none other than the Little Saint. As long as the Little Saint is willing, spending is not a problem." Puda explained, "Besides, are the Zhuhu people still short of money?"
Hu Liang glanced at Puda warily and asked, "Mingzhi wants to be the king?"
"You and I are businessmen, we can barely do business, but we are not good enough to be a king." Of course Pu Da knew what Hu Liang was thinking and smiled brightly.
Hu Liang was half reassured and continued to ask cautiously: "Mingzhi has spent so much effort, it's impossible that he doesn't have ideas."
"You are not a real gentleman." Hu Liang thought, but he could not say these words, "You have many wives and concubines, and you are extremely extravagant."
"I hope to become the Minister of Household Affairs, that's enough." Pu Da stroked his beard and said his purpose.
"The talent you have is more than enough," Hu Liang complimented, and then asked, "What are you doing next?"
When he said this, his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
Hu Liang's strength was far inferior to that of the other party, so he could only test the other party's tone.
Pu Da looked at him for a few times, nodded, and said: "You are the Minister of the Ministry of Commerce, and we will jointly build the great cause of the country."
The Zhuhu people are famous for their business. The Minister of Shang is indeed very affordable, and his power is no less than that of the Minister of Hubu.
"There is no prime minister?" Hu Liang looked at Puda suspiciously.
"Jehovah Yonghua is the president of Zhuhu Council of Hanzhong Prefecture," Pu Da thought for a moment and continued, "He is highly virtuous and highly respected, so he is suitable to be the prime minister."
Hu Liang couldn't help being surprised. They Zhuhu people turned out to be doing business in Kaifeng, forming a Zhuhu people commercial street.
After the Song Dynasty moved south, some Zhuhu people stayed in Kaifeng and some followed them to Lin'an.
After the Hu people destroyed the Jin Kingdom, Kaifeng had already declined, and now it has reached Hanzhong Prefecture.
The Hu people used the whole country to attack the Song Dynasty, and their base was in Hanzhong Prefecture.
There are 500,000 Hu troops in Hanzhong Prefecture, and the number of people and horses eating, drinking, and eating is just the right amount of time for the Hu people to do business.
Jehovah Yonghua is not only the president of the Zhuhu people in Hanzhong Prefecture, but he is also well-educated and well-off. He can be regarded as a scholarly family.
If a Hu man wants to take the imperial examination, he will definitely take part in the imperial examination. However, the Hu man is a martial artist and has no interest in the imperial examination.
Such a highly respected person from a scholarly family can only be the prime minister. So who is the king?
"Thank you Mingzhi." Hu Liang bowed his hands and asked, "Which one will be the king?"
We already have a minister, but how can we do it without a king?
Just like how a person can survive without a brain if he has arms.
"This person is none other than Fei Zizhong, the chief registrar of West County." Pu Da smiled while stroking his beard.
What, Hu Liang didn't expect that he would be the king.
Hu Liang shook his head and said decisively: "Zizhong (pluralized as Fei Si) has long refused to admit that he is from Zhuhu, and he is proud of being a Han. I'm afraid it will be counterproductive."
"To get the support of the little saint, you need the talent of the little saint." Pu Da squinted at Hu Liang, "Besides Zi Zhong, who else can enter his Dharma eyes."
"But he no longer believes in Judaism. His words and deeds now take Confucianism as the purpose." Hu Liang found it hard to believe this.
You are a Jew, not an authentic Han Chinese. If you abandon Judaism in this way, is he still a Jew?
Pu Da thought for a while, took a sip of tea, and said slowly: "His bloodline is destined to make him a Jew. Even if he does not believe in Judaism for the time being, he will gradually believe in it."
"Are people who do not believe in Judaism still Jews?" Hu Liang felt confused about Puda's incomprehension, "How to convince the people of the Kingdom?"
"This can arrange a godfather to bring the lost lamb back to the embrace of God." Puda came up with an idea.
Hu Liang found it difficult to accept: "This is too ridiculous. The entire kingdom is religious, but the only king is not religious."
"Kingdom, what kind of kingdom? The Han people regard the country as their home. Without a country, how can there be a home?" Puda expressed his pain in his voice, "Without a country, all of us are orphans without parents, wandering alone and suffering. Let others bully you."
Pu Da looked at Hu Liang while talking.
Hu Liang looked at Puda's splendid mansion, but he did not expect that he would not feel safe living in such a luxurious residence.
It turns out that although Pu Da has basically integrated into the country from his heart, his faith makes him feel isolated in his heart.
Hu Liang was shocked by his own thoughts. How could he have such thoughts? Isn't Xi County unsafe?
Xixian County may be one of the safest places in the world, even the barbarians did not try to please themselves here.
But does Puda still have this idea? Hu Liang couldn't help but fall into deep thought while drinking tea.
I heard that the climate in distant Israel is dry, the land is barren, and it is on the edge of the desert. The crop yields are extremely poor, and I don’t know if they can guarantee food and clothing.
On the contrary, it is warm and humid here, and the crops are abundant. It is one of the more suitable places for people to live.
What is a land flowing with milk and honey? Israel is not it, nor is the Western Region, but the Western Counties.
Logically speaking, Pu Da should be satisfied, but why is he not satisfied?
Perhaps, he has a greater hope of becoming a minister of household affairs.
No matter how safe it is in Xi County, it will be more suitable for him to live.
But he will always be a businessman and will always be at the bottom of society.
Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, this position is very difficult for businessmen.
However, if Israel is restored, his status will change, from a businessman at the bottom of the Song Dynasty to a scholar-bureaucrat in Israel, and he will also be a minister.
I heard that the territory of Israel is not as big as Hanzhong Prefecture, but no matter how small the territory is, it is still a kingdom.
Should I continue to live here, or should I go to a strange and distant place to become a minister?
Hu Liang was drinking tea. Although he was worried, he didn't have to listen to Puda's speech.
“With a country, it can provide protection for our people; with a country, our people can feel the warmth of home; with a country, we don’t have to go around begging for mercy; with a country , we will have a place to stay and we won’t have to wander around.”
After hearing this, Hu Liang felt that his eyes were a little moist. It turned out that he was still a little fragile inside.
At this point, Pu Da asked Hu Liang: "Would you rather have a country, or be an orphan forever being bullied?"
"I do." After some struggle, he suddenly blurted out.
After saying this, he suddenly regretted it.
But the words had already been spoken, and it was too late to regret them.
But this Israel is still built in a dream, and there is still time to regret.
Hu Liang rolled his eyes and asked: "Look, even if the little saint is covered with yellow robes by his subordinates, why should he help us restore the country of Israel?"
"Of course, it is indeed difficult to convince the little saint, but it is not impossible." Pu Da nodded, and then changed the topic.
Hu Liang looked at him, put down his tea cup and asked, "I'm all ears."
"The biggest enemy of the little saint in life is the Hu people. The Hu people have defeated the Western Regions. If the Hu people are not eliminated, the barbarians will resurgence. This is one of them." Puda took a few steps and counted his hands.
Hu Liang looked at him, shook his head and nodded: "This is also a reason, but it's not that sufficient."
"Israel is a vassal state of the Little Saint, and it can play a role in containing the Hu people and the Arab empire. You know, the former Tang Dynasty was defeated by the Arabs and lost control of the Western Regions. The second one." Puda was not affected by Hu Liang's attack. continued.
Hu Liang thought for a while and nodded: "This reason is a bit far-fetched, but it also makes sense."
"You are wrong about this. The little saint is very talented and has great plans. He will definitely take it into consideration. He will never allow threats to his existence from around him." Pu Da's tone left no room for doubt.
Hu Liang thought for a while and nodded sheepishly: "This may be the difference between a little saint and a businessman. Businessmen can't think so long-term. I wonder if there is anything else?"
"Of course there is a third one. Don't there be a saying among the Han people? Those who are not of my race must be punished. Although Israel believes in Judaism, it will definitely take Confucian culture as its guide. You must know that the king of the Kingdom of Israel is not only a Han official , is also a fellow Jinshi. There must be three statues above the Israeli school, one of which is Confucius, the second is Yasheng Mengfuzi, and the third is the little saint." Puda took a square step and pointed with his hands.
Hu Liang bowed deeply and said to Pu Da: "Pu Gong is considerate and considers the long term. It's not as good as Liang."
He now does not call it "fa", but calls him "official" to show respect.
Maybe in this way, we can really impress the Han people, especially the little saints.
"There is no need to be modest, Ming Zhi, the positions are different, the angles are different, the conclusions are not different, that's all." Pu Da hurriedly returned the courtesy, secretly happy in his heart, and finally convinced Hu Liang.
Pu Da's mouth was drying up, so Hu Liang hurriedly used the teapot on the fairy stove to add water to his cup, and then also added water to himself.
Pu Da thanked him, and the two exchanged tea for wine, touched each other lightly, and reached an agreement.
Now that Hu Liang has reached an agreement, he must consider it from the perspective of the future Kingdom of Israel.
Hu Liang thought for a while and said with some confusion: "Although there are many reasons, for the little saint, he can help or not. Liang feels that he is not close enough to the little saint."
After saying that, Hu Liang put down his tea cup and frowned.
"Of course, it's best to have a marriage," Hu Liang couldn't help but said to himself, "but we are businessmen, and we are quite marginalized by the people around the little saint. I heard that the little saint has many young ladies in his family, and they are very beauty."
After speaking, he looked at Puda, hoping that he would think of a way.
Seeing Hu Liang's gaze, Pu Da put down the teacup in his hand and fell into deep thought.
