Han Bairen was not joking. He felt that one word was enough to deal with the aristocratic family: kill.
If it really comes down to a fight to the death with the Zhao family, the only way Han Bairen can think of and can do it is this, and he thinks he is very good at it.
"Dad, things are not as simple as you think. The Zhao family is extraordinary. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the first family in the country."
Han You poured a glass of wine for his father and said with a wry smile: "Anyway, please be careful. The Zhao family may not stand up for Zhao Zhongzheng. Even if they stand up, they may not cause trouble for you. My child is just mentioning it."
Han Bairen raised his eyebrows: "From the tone of You'er's tone, it seems that he is extremely afraid of the Zhao family?"
"Look what you said."
Han You lowered his voice: "Don't talk about the child. Your Majesty has to think twice about touching the Zhao family, and maybe just think twice."
"Your Majesty is Your Majesty, and You'er is You'er."
"Dad, what you said is..."
Han Bairen's smile suddenly became unpredictable.
"The Zhao family, in the south, all those so-called clan elders and descendants are in the south. They send elites to kill them one by one, and then set a few more fires to burn down all the properties of the Zhao family. How can there be such a thing as you said? horrible."
Han You was speechless: "Father, you are too whimsical. If you really do this, other aristocratic families will definitely unite to rebel."
"Why rebel?"
"Your Majesty doesn't follow the rules."
"What does it have to do with His Majesty?"
"Without His Majesty's decree, who can mobilize the army?"
Han Bairen was a little confused when Han You asked him: "Why do you need an imperial edict after slaughtering the Zhao family?"
"Without an imperial edict, where would the soldiers come from?"
"Confused, how can this kind of thing be done openly?"
The old man smiled and taught in an experienced tone: "Ask some generals to lead their men into the mountains to become bandits, and then threaten some rebellious people, saying that the officials are forcing the people to rebel, and the people have no choice but to rebel. After a month or two, the people of the world will really When I thought they were bandits, the bandits came down the mountain in great force and massacred the Zhao family. Who was to blame? I could only blame the Zhao family for their bad luck."
Han You opened his mouth and suddenly felt...it seemed quite reasonable.
As long as the details are correct, get a few generals who are capable of fighting, take their subordinates who are capable of fighting, pretend to be bandits, rob an official caravan, and burn down an empty village. The scene will be enough, and finally just say I want to rebel and then destroy the Zhao family...
Halfway through the thought, Han You was suddenly startled and whispered: "Dad, you have never done this kind of thing with your own hands before, right?"
"Who do you think your father is?"
Han Bairen suddenly became unhappy: "Doesn't it require dad to do this kind of thing himself? Just ask a few familiar generals to do it with a few casual words."
Han You: "..."
Han Bairen said nonchalantly: "These rules are all set by people, but why should I abide by their rules? My rules are the rules. It depends on who has the toughest rules, big fists, and a knife." profit."
"But the Zhao family's disciples and former officials are all over the world, and the Zhao family's children are also serving as officials in various circles. It is impossible to catch them all in one go."
"Oh, why did Youer wake up so suddenly? Daddy asks you this, if you suddenly...if His Majesty suddenly dies suddenly, will all the generals and lieutenants from all walks of life go to the capital to avenge His Majesty?"
"This...if he's not dead, maybe King Qin will save him."
"Dad just said something to death."
Han You fell silent. He felt so embarrassed.
If he is not dead, the generals loyal to Lao Ba will definitely lead troops to Beijing. If he is dead, it will be a different matter.
In the same way, if all the people in the Zhao family who have the final say die suddenly, it seems that the other Zhao family children in various circles will not be able to cause too much trouble, and according to the father's thinking, this is a "banditry" "The disaster has nothing to do with the emperor or anyone else. If they really want to take revenge, they can lead their family's private soldiers to suppress the bandits.
Han You couldn't help but think about the feasibility of this matter. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that the possibility was very low. It was not that he couldn't kill him, but that he couldn't hide it and cover it up.
The foundation of the Zhao family is in the Southland, and its influence is spread all over the Southland. Every government on both sides of the Weijiang River, every Zhechong Mansion, and every guard has its own weak points. If you want to accomplish this, the biggest difficulty is not to let the news leak out. It is difficult to deal with the Zhao family in the South without letting the news come out. It is difficult for the national football team to enter the World Cup.
Han You smiled helplessly, and did not think about it further.
Han Bairen drank wine and ate vegetables happily.
Han You didn't know that this matter was not difficult for Lao Han, because his son didn't know what kind of "prestige" his father had in the Southland Army.
Lao Han won't think so much about the consequences. He only needs to consider two things, one, to eradicate the root cause, and two, to withdraw from the matter. If you only ask for these two points, it will be easy.
"Let's take a step and see."
Han You poured a glass of wine for Han Bairen: "Dad, you should eat and drink. Don't take anything to heart. My child knows it well."
"Okay, okay, okay."
After saying three good words in a row, Han Bairen said happily: "You'er has grown up and his wings have become stronger. Dad is happy."
Han You opened his mouth. He felt that the words "the wings are hardened" sounded so awkward.
Han Bairen asked carelessly: "By the way, a few days ago, dad saw Youer taking care of the courtiers and was very happy. Why did he change his interest again and start dealing with aristocratic families?"
Han You was still speechless. In his father's eyes, sex with courtiers was just a hobby?
"Well... we rushed together because we were in a hurry. The courtiers are not interesting. The kid has to challenge his upper limit, right?"
Han You said haha, just casually.
Unexpectedly, Han Bairen put down his wine glass and said seriously: "You'er, my father is a military commander. He is not good at words and can't say anything meaningful."
"Dad, do you think it's possible? Would that be shocking?"
"Well, it seems that You'er has studied again recently. Yes, that's what dad means. What dad wants to say is that in life, you have to live for yourself and your relatives, but you can't waste your life for your majesty... for outsiders. Get in."
"Haier understands what you mean." Han You whispered: "Haier is willing to work for Your Majesty because we share the same ideal."
"Shared ideals?"
Han Bairen rubbed his teeth and didn't understand, but he didn't ask immediately. Instead, he looked into Han You's eyes and asked seriously: "Does Youer know who we are?"
"You are a third-grade official, and my child is a military captain."
"No, that's not right."
Han Bairen pointed at the dark night sky: "There are nine types of people in this world."
"Which nine?"
"Nobles, aristocratic families, wealthy families, poor families, common people, commoners, officials' families, military households, tenant farmers, herders, rogues, and gangsters."
Han You seemed to understand: "Please tell me."
"The so-called nobles are relatives of the emperor, ministers of the founding of the country, ministers of Conglong, and people who have been granted titles. They are the most noble group of people in the world. As for aristocratic families, they refer to families who have been important ministers of the court for three generations and five generations. The second family, the second wealthy family, is as rich as the country, has connections all over the world, and is a poor family. It is a noble, aristocratic family, and the queen of a wealthy family. The common people refer to the relatives of the wealthy family outside the five clothes. The commoners are not common people, but have houses and land. The common people who lack food and clothing, the official family, naturally refers to those who have officials in their families, and the military households are the relatives of the soldiers, the tenants, who rent agricultural products and pay rent to the landlord, and the herdsmen, such as The Ma family farmers raise horses and herd them, and the wanderers refer to idle men who have no land to rent and no roof over their heads. The last one is a hooligan who doesn't even have an errand."
After speaking in one breath, Han Bairen stared at Han You: "There are only these kinds of people in the world, not to mention gangsters, hooligans, herders, and tenants. The gap between them and the nobles, aristocratic families, and wealthy families is that the rich and poor families are separated." There is a big mountain, there is no way to live. If there is no way to live, we will hate each other. Those with low status want to stand up, and those with high authority will prevent the low status from plotting against themselves and taking away their status. Youer, With your ability, you can be any kind of person, but no matter what kind of person you are, you must speak out for this kind of person, seek justice for this kind of person, fight for power and gain for this kind of person, and even kill other people for this kind of person. People, if you don’t do this, no one will be able to tolerate you.”
Han Bairen's words were like a wake-up call, and Han You looked greatly moved.
What dad is talking about is the so-called class division, which can also be understood as circles!
Whichever class you belong to, you have to "speak" and do things for that class. Everyone in the same class is a friend. Other classes are either enemies, enslavers, or obedient and like dogs. There is absolutely no relationship between the same class. , the principle of profit-making for another class of securities.
"Youer has grown up now, and is more powerful than dad. Much more powerful."
Han Bairen poured a glass of wine for Han You and showed a fatherly smile: "Dad is a warrior and a general. Even if he becomes a third-grade civil servant, he is still a general. Therefore, the original Paoze and dad were family members and relatives. But if dad is Treat yourself as a civil servant and treat our Han family as a noble family. It's not impossible to succeed, but you have to forget all the past and give up. The former robes will also be shameless to their father. This is why the generals in Beiguan are not ashamed. For Youwei's sake, dad, I understand Huang Youwei, but you still have to not be ashamed of him, this is the helplessness of life."
Han You looked confused: "Dad, what do you mean, is the child going to join the army?"
"No, what dad means is that you have to think about the path you want to take. If you leave, don't regret it. Keep going. Don't eat from the bowl and look at the pot. Don't walk this path. Seeing that it was difficult to walk, I thought of another easier road. I walked for a while and walked for a while. Before I knew it, there was no way to go, and there was only an abyss."
At this point, Han Bairen finally got straight to the point: "Dad was so happy when he saw you rescuing the victims. He smiled in his happy dreams. But you are the Emperor's personal soldier, the celebrity in front of His Majesty, and a big shot that even the courtiers dare not provoke. You Such a big man should not think about the people, and should not make enemies of other big men like you because of the people. Dad, I don’t dare to ask you to do something you don’t want to do out of conscience. I just want you to know that you have to The road you take is difficult, because you are a high-ranking person and you have to do things for people of low status, so the high-ranking people will not tolerate you, and if you retreat one day, even the people will not tolerate you."
"Don't forget your original intention." Han You nodded heavily: "Keep going."
"Okay, keep walking."
Han Bairen let out a hearty laugh. This was his way of teaching his son, keep going, keep going, keep going.
