If Zhao Kuo invites Zhao Kuo to go to Daibei, on the one hand, for King Zhao, it will not only solve the big trouble of barbarians harassing the border, but also Zhao Kuo's self-distribution of the border will make King Zhao invisible. Come to think of it, King Zhao agreed without even thinking about it.
On the other hand, Zhao Kuo has firmly grasped the general power in his hands. With a large army in hand, he can keep his family safe, and when he goes forward, he can wait for the changes of the weather...
It can be said that this is almost the optimal solution. Lin Xiangru understood the feasibility of this plan almost at a glance, and even Lin Xiangru thought about letting Zhao Kuo go to Daibei. However, the bitter cold and danger in Daibei were the reasons why Lin Xiangru could not make this suggestion. Now that Zhao Kuo takes the initiative, that would be the best thing.
On the other hand, Zhao Kuo's plan to go north to fight against Hu also proves Zhao Kuo's love for Zhao State. Even if he avoids disaster, he will not forget to clear obstacles for Zhao State.
However, in Zhao Kuo's original plan, this plan should be to wait for King Zhao's punishment to be issued, and then Zhao Kuo would write a letter asking himself to stay away from Handan and go north to Daijun. If such a character of repaying evil with kindness was established again, he would be able to harvest again. A wave of sympathy.
But now that Lin Xiangru needed to be honest, Zhao Kuo decided to reveal this trump card that was about to be revealed. That's right, Zhao Kuo finally decided to continue to hide his trump cards in Hanoi County and Shangdang County. Because the trump card of Beishang Daidi is almost nothing compared to the plans of Shangdang County and Hanoi County.
Of course Lin Xiangru also understood that this trump card should be just the most insignificant one in Zhao Kuo's hand. Faced with Zhao Kuo's reservation of trust, Lin Xiangru not only had no resentment in his heart, but became more and more satisfied with Zhao Kuo.
Even if Zhao Kuo told him all his plans at this time, Lin Xiangru's evaluation of Zhao Kuo would be even lower.
In Lin Xiangru's eyes, one should indeed be open and honest with allies, but it does not mean telling the whole story. Always maintain a spirit of doubt about everything, always remain mysterious to everyone, and always hold the final trump card firmly in one's own hands. This is One of the qualities a superior person must possess.
Obviously, Zhao Kuo has begun to have the mentality of a superior. This is exactly what Lin Xiangru hopes and urgently needs to see.
"It's not easy to go north to fight against Hu. General, do you need me to do anything else?" Lin Xiangru held up the wine cup and saluted Zhao Kuo. Obviously, Lin Xiangru had completely sided with Zhao Kuo, and Lin Xiangru's words were almost like a Allies are asking their partners for advice.
Zhao Kuo naturally understood what Lin Xiangru meant and immediately raised the wine baron. The two bronze wine barons immediately made a crisp collision sound in mid-air.
After the two sides talked about it, the subsequent negotiations almost became complementary to each other. An old man and a young man immediately planned the future of Zhao State in the depths of this prison.
The night passed in the blink of an eye. Although he stayed up all night again, Lin Xiangru did not feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, he felt comfortable. The worries of the past few days were finally relieved at this moment.
Facing the rising sun, Lin Xiangru stood at the door of Tianlao. The warm sunshine poured into Lin Xiangru's old face, and it actually showed a trace of rosy. Lin Xiangru immediately stretched himself fiercely, looking at the light of the avenue in his heart, and he was even more hopeful - a good omen! The State of Zhao will definitely become more powerful.
He turned his head and looked at the bottomless prison, with a slight smile on his lips. "With this son here, I can keep the Zhao Kingdom safe for another thirty years." Lin Xiangru thought silently in his heart.
Immediately, Lin Xiangru suddenly realized that the person he had just been chatting with was actually a young man in his thirties. There was a slight movement in my heart: One generation does what the other generation does, and protecting Zhao Kuo is the last thing I can do for Zhao.
After taking a long breath and calming down the excitement in his heart, Lin Xiangru immediately got into the carriage with the help of his elders. The road ahead was long. An old horse carried a slightly worn carriage and moved forward slowly. The rising sun stretched their shadows longer and longer.
After the carriage, Zhao Kuo had returned to the warm bed. Perhaps due to the effect of alcohol or the sleepiness after staying up late, Zhao Kuo fell into sleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow. Just as he expected when he entered Handan, this war without gunpowder did not belong to him.
All he had to do, or all he could do, was to wait quietly for the final verdict.
The carriage creaked slowly on the stone road. Because it was still early to go to court, and Lin Xiangru was also drunk, it was naturally inconvenient to enter the palace, and then the carriage returned to his residence.
Seeing this, the porter hurriedly stepped forward, and while leading Lin Xiangru's horse to kick, he also reported to Lin Xiangru, "Mr. Pingyuan has been waiting in the hall for the return of your Majesty last night."
"Oh?" Lin Xiangru was slightly surprised.
There is almost no need to guess, Lord Pingyuan must have come for Zhao Kuo's affairs, but after waiting all night, Lin Xiangru never expected.
Zhao Kuo once said that Lord Pingyuan was on his side. Although Lin Xiangru believed it, he never expected that Lord Pingyuan would use such great force. You must know that Mr. Pingyuan is an old man who is over fifty years old. It is obviously not polite to stay in the living room. If it is not necessary and it is really urgent, how can he stick to the living room with his half-century body? One night?
Without any delay, Lin Xiangru quickly came to the living room with the help of his elders.
In the small living room, Mr. Pingyuan, with half-white hair and beard, was leaning against the small table and taking a nap. Hearing the sound of the door opening, Mr. Pingyuan woke up almost instantly.
Opening his eyes that were still a little dazed, he immediately saw Lin Xiangru's figure in the sunlight at the door.
"Your Excellency." Mr. Pingyuan stood up immediately and gave a slight salute.
"Mr. Pingyuan." Lin Xiangru quickly took two steps and grabbed Mr. Pingyuan's hands: "Mr. Pingyuan, thank you for your hard work."
The two old hands were clasped together, their eyes facing each other, and the bloodshot eyes in each other's eyes were clearly visible. There is no false apology, and no more comfort is needed. A simple "hard work" is enough.
Because, at this moment, the two old men have a clear understanding of each other. That is the patriotic heart of two people who are willing to go through fire and water for the sake of the Zhao Kingdom. It is the heart of the elders who "fall red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers." It is the pioneer who "keeps a breath and lights a lamp." The heart of the person.
"Time is running out." Mr. Pingyuan looked at the golden sunlight shining from the door and said immediately: "It's time to go to court soon. Sir, how was the conversation last night?"
