Master Dao'an looked calm and said calmly: "If the King of Heaven really wants to conquer the Eastern Jin Dynasty, it is better to station in Luoyang, send envoys to deliver the letter, and let the army follow behind to force the Eastern Jin Dynasty to surrender. If they are stubborn, then they will Raise an army to fight against it, so that you don’t have to go to Jianghuai personally, and war can be avoided. If this can be done, I would like to thank you for your great kindness on behalf of the millions of people in Jianghuai!"
Fu Jian shook his head: "These are military affairs. Master is compassionate and merciful. I know it, but I won't bother you to express your opinions on these military matters. I am very busy these days, and I have to prepare for the South China Sea. Regarding the expedition, today’s explanation will be temporarily suspended. When the next Gunan expedition comes back, I will definitely listen to the master’s teachings!”
As he spoke, he stood up directly from the chariot, jumped off to the side, and saluted Master Dao'an: "I'm passing on the decree to send the master back to the temple with this chariot. There must be no mistake, and he will go back to the palace alone." !”
Half an hour later, Fu Jian was sitting in Mrs. Zhang's bedroom with a sad expression. He sat on the edge of the bed, bowed his head and said nothing.
Mrs. Zhang sighed softly, moved an embroidery pier, and sat next to Fu Jian. Her red lips opened slightly: "King of Heaven, what's wrong with you? Today you were supposed to listen to Master Dao'an's explanation of Dharma and Zen. At that time, I came to my concubine’s place and didn’t say anything after I came. Is there something wrong?”
Fu Jian closed his eyes and simply lay back on the bed: "This must have been done by Ah Rong and the others. They actually asked Daoan, a monk, to come and remonstrate. It's too much! It's too much!"
Mrs. Zhang felt enlightened, put down the bowl of white fungus soup in her hand, and looked at Fu Jian: "Is it about the Southern Expedition again? King of Heaven, have you really made up your mind?"
Fu Jian opened his eyes, looked at Mrs. Zhang, and said calmly: "Back then, Gu sent troops to destroy your brother's Liang Kingdom, and then you entered Gu's harem. This time Gu is going to destroy another Han country. Yes, are you unhappy?"
Mrs. Zhang smiled slightly: "With the conquest of the Heavenly King, I have the blessing of this life. I can serve the Heavenly King. How can I be unhappy? It's just..."
At this point, she hesitated to speak. The smile that was gradually blooming on Fu Jian's face suddenly disappeared. He frowned and said in a deep voice: "If you have anything to say, just say it. Before Gu makes up his mind, everyone can speak. This is Gu's public announcement. I've passed, let's see what you can say."
Mrs. Zhang gritted her teeth, stood up, knelt in front of Fu Jian, kowtowed first, then straightened up, and said seriously: "I heard that the creation of all things in the heaven and earth, and the rule of the Holy King in the world, must be done naturally. Therefore, you must not forcefully violate the laws of heaven. If you comply with the laws of heaven, you will be successful and conquer all battles!"
"In the past, the Yellow Emperor obeyed oxen and rode horses because of his nature; Dayu controlled the floods, dredged the nine rivers and blocked the nine rivers, because of his power; Houji sown hundreds of grains and brought crops to the earth, because of his time; Shang Tang, King Wu of Zhou led his troops to attack Xia Jie and Shang Tang, because of the hearts of all the people in the world!"
"So there is a reason for success, and there is no reason for failure. These are the experiences and lessons of history. Most of the people in power today say that Jin cannot be conquered. Even Master Dao'an said so. I don't know that your Majesty is attacking Jin. Why is that?!"
Fu Jian's eyes were shining brightly. This talented Han woman from Liangzhou was eloquent in quoting scriptures, and the principles were so natural and proficient. He nodded and said in a deep voice: "You continue talking."
Mrs. Zhang nodded and continued: "It is said in the Book of Books that heaven is wise and the people are wise, and God still has to respond to the desires of the people, let alone the monarch on earth? I also heard that when a king sets out to teach, he must go up to respond to the timing of heaven. , in response to the people's sentiments, there will be various auspicious omens. On the contrary, if the teacher is unknown and goes against the grain, God will not bless him."
"If you don't trust people's hearts, please look at the weather. The proverb goes: 'The cock crows at night is not good for the army; the dogs howl means the palace will be empty; the troops are frightened and the horses are frightened, and the army will not return after being defeated.' Since autumn and winter , the chickens crow at night, the dogs howl, the horses in the stables are frightened, and the weapons in the arsenal make automatic noises, all this is not auspicious for a military expedition. I hope the king of heaven will see clearly!"
When she said this, tears were shining in her beautiful eyes, and she almost choked with tears. She choked and said: "King of Heaven, please, please take this as a wife's advice to her husband. I am really, really You are afraid that this time, you will..."
Fu Jian slowly stood up and looked down at Madam Zhang: "Are you afraid that I will fail in my southern expedition and never return? The courtiers have said this many times, if I believe it. These things, we would not have conquered Yan or Liang back then! Even when we attacked and destroyed your Liang Kingdom, these ministers would use various excuses to shirk and refute. If you had believed in them, would you be here now?"
Mrs. Zhang was speechless and sighed quietly: "I really, really don't want you to be in any danger. Isn't this a good thing in Chang'an?"
Fu Jian said coldly: "This military matter has always been decided by men and not women. I am very grateful for your concern for me, but you have not convinced me. Don't talk about it again in the future!"
As he spoke, without looking at Mrs. Zhang, he stood up and walked out. A childish voice came from the side: "Father, father!"
Fu Jian's heart moved, and he looked at the pillar on one side. The face of a six or seven-year-old boy appeared behind it. It was Fu Shen, the youngest son he had with Mrs. Zhang.
Fu Jian laughed, took a few steps forward, picked up his little son, and kissed his rosy little son: "Xun'er, my father's kingdom is so busy these days that I don't have time to come see you. I'll be busy." After this time, how about I take you on a trip to Jiankang?!"
Fu Shen smiled slightly: "I have been studying the principles in poetry and books these days according to the instructions of my father. I have some questions and want to ask my father for advice. I wonder if my father can answer my questions?"
Fu Jian was slightly startled, then smiled and put down Fu Shen, sitting cross-legged in front of him: "Good, I actually learned to take the initiative to ask my father. That's good. Tell me, what's the problem?"
Fu Shen glanced at Mrs. Zhang, looked directly into Fu Jian's eyes, and said sternly: "I heard that governing a country depends on wise people. As a monarch, you should also listen to the opinions of wise people. Only with wise people can the country prosper. No need to If there are virtuous people, the country will decline, is that right?”
Fu Jian nodded: "Yes, that's the truth."
Fu Shen continued to ask: "Then I would like to ask Duke Yang Ping, as well as Xie An and Huan Chong of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, are they wise men?"
Fu Jian's expression changed slightly, and he said solemnly: "They are all ministers of the country, and of course they are wise men."
