"No problem!" Lin Xiangru responded simply, and then stopped talking and stared straight at Zhao Kuo, as if he wanted to take a thorough look at Zhao Kuo!
Zhao Kuo was obviously a little uncomfortable being stared at. Although he knew that the person opposite did not mean any harm, he still felt guilty involuntarily. You must know that the person sitting opposite was Lin Xiangru, who had never experienced anything. In front of him, Zhao Kuo's little thoughts were like child's play. Suddenly, Zhao Kuo had the illusion that he had been seen through.
Of course, or perhaps, that is not an illusion.
Taking a deep breath, Zhao Kuo decided to take the initiative to break the silence, although doing so would undoubtedly put him at a disadvantage in the negotiation. But facing an old and mature person like Lin Xiangru, perhaps sincerity is the only magic weapon to win. Not treating him as an opponent can have unexpected effects.
"I don't know why Qing Wei came here at night, but I have an assignment, and I must respect it!" Zhao Kuo said, breaking the silence with a sincere look.
"Old friend, you trust me three times a day. Please tell me to protect you no matter what! Protect me as the guardian of the Kingdom of Zhao!" Lin Xiangru said slowly.
Old friend, perhaps the only one who could be called an old friend by Lin Xiangru was General Lian Po. Zhao Kuo expected that General Lian Po would write a letter, but this was obviously not the reason why Lin Xiangru came to see him in the cell at night.
"Thank you, Sir, and General Lian for your love!" Zhao Kuo raised his wine glass with both hands and drank a glass of rice wine.
Lin Xiangru also raised the wine glass, but only took a shallow sip, then put down the wine cup and said slowly: "It's cold and people are old, so the wine needs to be warm before you can drink it."
Zhao Kuo was slightly startled when he heard this. He put down the wine cup and said with a smile: "I am a simple martial artist, but I made Shang Qing laugh! According to what Shang Qing said, drink it after warming it up!"
Then he called the prison chief and ordered him to warm the wine.
The prison leader was naturally overjoyed, lighting a fire, boiling water, and placing a pot... all in one go.
Soon, the boiling water heated the bronze jug. Zhao Kuo picked up the jug with his right hand and poured another cup for Lin Xiangru.
"Now that the fire has been lit, public opinion is surging like boiling water. The pot of wine in the imperial court has been heated by the general. I just don't know when the general will drink up the wine in the pot?" Lin Xiangru suddenly asked, frightening Zhao. The hand that was used to pour the wine shook.
However, Lin Xiangru's words still didn't stop, and he still looked at Zhao Kuo calmly and said slowly: "If it's too soon, I'm afraid the wine has not yet warmed up, which will hurt the spleen and stomach; if it's been too long, it's afraid the temperature will diverge and the wine will be a little light and tasteless. Already."
Zhao Kuo looked at the dying old man opposite him in surprise. As expected, he had been completely looked at by those lifeless eyes.
All his actions were igniting fire, not only in the heart of King Zhao, but also in the hearts of the subjects of the government and the public. The two fires attacked each other and completely burned the government and the public.
Whether the King of Zhao or the courtiers, they are all wine in the vat, rising and falling in the boiling public opinion. And when they were exhausted, that's when Zhao Kuo appeared like a savior.
Of course, this timing is not easy to grasp. If it is too early, King Zhao who has not been evaporated will definitely counterattack. Even if he ends up drinking it, it will hurt his spleen and stomach. For Zhao State, it will at least be a disaster. ; And if it is too late, there is fear that Zhao will consume too much and damage his own vitality.
Obviously, Lin Xiangru used wine as a theme to hint and inspire himself. Sure enough, he is worthy of being an old fox. He is in Handan, but he understands his plan so thoroughly. Lin Xiangru is indeed worthy of being Lin Xiangru! Fortunately, Lin Xiangru had no ill intentions, and King Zhao could not trust and use it like the previous king.
This was an advantage to Zhao Kuo. If King Zhao had not been allowed to listen and use it, how could his plan have been so easily effective?
Then Zhao Kuo calmed down and continued to fill Lin Xiangru's cup, then filled himself a cup, held the cup with both hands, and drank it all in one gulp.
Then Zhao Kuo put down the wine cup and said slowly: "I am a spoiled child. I have never wanted to do things like serving others like warming wine, and I may not be able to do it well. But it happens that you have a request, and I am just a mere servant. We can only do our best."
As he spoke, Zhao Kuo gently lifted the wine bottle and slowly poured it for Lin Xiangru.
. The clear yellow wine is steaming and pouring down the bronze spout.
"General." The prison chief on the side looked at Zhao Kuo in surprise.
It turned out that Zhao Kuo actually touched the already hot wine pot with his hand, which was almost as hot as boiling water. In just a moment, Zhao Kuo's hand turned red.
Zhao Kuo didn't take it seriously at all. He filled up the wine bottle in front of Lin Xiangru and then slowly put down the wine bottle.
Raising his burned palms, Zhao Kuo smiled softly and said helplessly: "As expected, I'm not good at this."
Then he looked at Lin Xiangru and continued: "Although I am not good at it, I still try my best. If the wine is okay, and I can get Lin Shangqing's praise, it is considered a worthwhile trip; if the wine is too strong and weak, it will not be good." Your Majesty's appetite will depend on me as a novice, so don't blame me too much."
"If your Majesty is angry and wants to overturn this pot of wine, even if I can't afford to offend you, I should dodge. Your Majesty, do you think so?" Zhao Kuo said quietly through the mist of the wine. Look at Lin Xiangru.
The cell bosses on the side were all confused. What are you talking about? Wasn’t it me who was always warming the wine? Is there something I didn't do well? General, what are you doing by burning yourself?
Obviously, Zhao Kuo was not talking about Wen Jiu at all.
Just translate it!
Going to the Shangdang battlefield is something that is difficult for others, but I didn’t want to go there in a hurry. I acted like a horseman at home, with clothes on my hands, food on my hands, and my mouth open. I don’t know how happy I am. However, the King of Zhao and the people of the State of Zhao, including you, Lin Shangqing, wanted to force themselves to go to the Shangdang battlefield.
You are powerful, I recognize it and go. In this case, winning or losing should not be the reason to blame me. Even if I lose, I can't be blamed as a person who was temporarily forced to go to the battlefield, not to mention that I won in the end. If you win, let alone be promoted to a higher position, you should at least be praised. But what about now? Where are we?
cell! Is there anyone who treats heroes like this?
Since this is the case, it is a martial virtue that King Zhao will not talk about. If you want to overturn the table, then let's overturn it together. "Only state officials are allowed to set fires and the people are not allowed to light lamps" doesn't work here!
What I did was just to protect myself.
Zhao Kuo's subtext has been made very clear: King Zhao took action first, and he was only passively defensive. And the last question drove Lin Xiangru directly into the corner.
Lin Xiangru looked at the wine lord in front of him, and then at Zhao Kuo who looked calm, as if there were thousands of horses galloping in his heart.
