Lin Wanrong looked around and confirmed that he was alone. He said to the man with a smile, "Old Brother, are you calling me?"
The yellow-robed man laughed when he heard the word 'Old Brother'. "I'm talking to you."
Lin Wanrong was surprised. I don't even know you. Why are you talking to me? The man said with a smile, "Don't worry. I have no ill intentions towards you. Do you know Wei Xian? "
"Wei Xian? I don't know him, "Lin Wanrong said.
"Not necessarily. You seem to call him Uncle Wei," the man said again.
"Uncle Wei?" Lin Wanrong asked in surprise, "How do you know him?"
Wei Xian? Uncle Wei's name turned out to be Wei Xian. Lin Wanrong only knew his name now. It was only one word different from Wei Zhongxian. That was close.
The man said with a smile, "We are old acquaintances. How can I not know him? Not only do I know him, but I also know you. Your name is Lin Wanrong. You are now working for the Xiao Family. Lin San's alias was given to you by Wei Xian, am I right? "
With that said, Lin Wanrong no longer had any doubts. The name Lin San was indeed given by Old Man Wei. In the whole world, only Old Wei and Lin Wanrong knew the details.
"How is it? Do you believe me? Can you come forward and have a chat? "The man said with a smile. His eyes were clear. Although he was smiling, there was a dignified aura about him.
"Old Mister, do you really know Uncle Wei?" Lin Wanrong walked forward and asked. Looking at the man carefully, he seemed to be middle-aged at first glance, but it was not necessarily so. Although the old man took good care of himself, his face was sickly pale. It was obvious that he was not in good health. His sideburns were all white. Looking at his age, he was probably in his fifties or sixties.
Seeing that Lin Wanrong was close, the few strong men nearby became nervous. However, the yellow-robed elder shook his head slightly, and the few of them settled down.
The yellow-robed old man narrowed his eyes and looked at him. "You're Lin Wanrong?" he asked in a voice that was neither too loud nor too slow. But there seemed to be a strange rhythm, like a heavy drum ringing in Lin Wanrong's ears, giving him a sense of oppression. Damn, this old man is a little weird.
"I'm Lin Wanrong. May I know what business does this old mister have with me? "This was really strange. Although the old man was smiling as he spoke, Lin Wanrong could still feel bursts of pressure. It was as if this yellow-robed old man had a majestic aura that made people have no choice but to submit to him.
After coming to this world, Lin Wanrong felt somewhat reserved for the first time. It was as if in front of this person, no matter how much ability he had, he couldn't display it.
Lin Wanrong glanced at the old man and saw that he was looking at him with a smile that was not a smile. It was as if he was a mouse waiting to be caught.
Did they see eye to eye? I can too. The stubbornness in Lin Wanrong's heart rose, and he looked at the old man without saying a word. At first, he was still a little reserved. But slowly, he got used to it. No matter who you are, you are just like me, one nose and two eyes. I'm not afraid of you.
Once he let go of his thoughts, the pressure on his body suddenly decreased, and the old man's eyes could not be said to be fierce.
"Old mister, you didn't ask me to come just to see me, right? Are you going to treat me to a meal? If you have something to say, please say it. I am a person who is rarely polite. "Lin Wanrong said with a smile. In front of this dignified old man, he became more and more comfortable. In this world, there were really not many people who could suppress him in terms of aura.
The old man laughed, and his aura also became much gentler. He said, "Wei Xian is right. You really are very thick-skinned."
F * ck, this old man doesn't know how to be more tactful. Isn't this just scraping my face? Lin Wanrong chuckled and said, "Living in this world, the most important thing is one's face. The same face, but a different life. Those who laugh outside, cry inside; those who laugh inside, cry outside. This face is the most unreliable thing in the world. What's the use of it? "
The old man laughed loudly, and his voice actually penetrated the entire bamboo forest, startling a few birds hidden deep in the forest. That aura was really extraordinary. Lin Wanrong glanced at him. You old man, why are you laughing so loudly for no reason? Aren't you just trying to scare people?
The old man laughed a few times, but then he coughed violently. A person who looked like an attendant hurriedly handed some pills to the old man. The old man swallowed the pills, and his breathing calmed down a little. His face had some color. He looked at Lin Wanrong and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to have such enlightenment at such a young age. What you said is very right. In this world, a face is the most useless thing. Some people have a good face, but nobody knows what's in their stomach. What's the use of this face? "
He calmed down and said with a smile, "I've long heard from Wei Xian that you have your ways. Seeing you today, you indeed have some skills. Do you mind chatting with an old man like me for a while? "
Lin Wanrong said with a smile, "Old Sir, I'm already here, so what's there to mind or not mind? To tell you the truth, Uncle Wei is my savior. You're his friend, so you're my friend too. Chatting a few words with a friend, what's there to mind or not? "
The yellow-robed old man took a look at him and said, "What a mouth." A fierce light flashed in his eyes and he said, "You said that Wei Xian is your savior, but if there comes a day when you have no choice but to kill him, will you do it?"
When this old man's eyes opened and closed, there seemed to be a kind of divine light as if he could see through people. Lin Wanrong was not afraid and said with a smile, "Is there such a possibility? Even if there is, I won't do it. The reason why humans are different from beasts is that they have their own thoughts and feelings. If I don't hold back for Uncle Wei, then how am I different from a beast? "
"Soft-hearted!" The old man closed his eyes and sighed, "Those who want to achieve great things must not bother with trifles. You are still too young. "
He's in his twenties, yet he says he's young. I wonder what this old man has experienced. Lin Wanrong didn't argue with him. She smiled and said, "Old mister, did you ask me to come here just to tell me these things?"
The old man's expression changed and he said with a smile, "Not really. Where are you from? "
I also want to know how to answer this question. Lin Wanrong shook his head helplessly and said, "I can be considered to be from Jingchu."
"I heard that the Xiao Family's business was all planned by you, is that right?" The old man said again.
Lin Wanrong nodded and said, "You can be considered to be."
The old man nodded, "You really have a way of doing business. If the common people in the world were like you, putting their minds on business, how would there be any disasters in the world? "
Lin Wanrong said with a smile, "If you want the world to be free from disasters, it is extremely simple. Just have a sufficient people's livelihood."
"Oh." The old man looked at him with interest. He said, "Tell me about it."
"People's livelihood, to put it bluntly, is the livelihood of the people. The word livelihood, for the common people, is very simple. They have food to eat and clothes to wear. China's common people are the kindest. They are content as long as they have food to eat and clothing to wear. Why would they think of creating any disasters? "Lin Wanrong said.
"Food and clothing is naturally important. What I am afraid of is that people have evil intentions. " The old man looked at him and said, "Just like the White Lotus Sect's rebellion, they were used by people with evil intentions."
Lin Wanrong laughed and said, "Old Mister, I don't agree with what you said. The White Lotus Sect's rebellion was caused by the riots of starving people. Later on, they were used by the evil people and became the evil people they are now. If the people have food and clothing, why would they have the heart to rebel? "
A cold light flashed in the old man's eyes and said, "The White Lotus's rebellion is a disaster to our China's foundation. In your opinion, how should we eradicate it? "
F * ck, why is this old man discussing these things with me. Lin Wanrong said with a smile, "Old Mister, this matter is not under my jurisdiction, right?"
The yellow-robed old man said with a smile, "I am just casually chatting with you. Tell me your opinion."
Lin Wanrong did not have a good impression of the White Lotus. This old man was also Old Man Wei's friend, so he said, "Divide and sever them, take their leader, attack them from both inside and outside, and punish them severely."
The old man pondered for a while and nodded. He said, "What do you think about the invasion from the north?"
"The invasion from the north?" Lin Wanrong was stunned for a moment. Why did this old man suddenly ask about this? The more he listened, the more mysterious it sounded. His tone was somewhat similar to Qingxuan's. He smiled and said, "Is there even a need to think about it? The others have already fought their way in. Other than fighting, is there any other way? "
"If everyone thought like you, then there would be nothing to worry about." The old man snorted and said, "The Hu people have only temporarily attacked a few of our cities. They have yet to invade the hinterland of our China, but the court is already full of public opinion. Those who want to fight and those who want to make peace are quarreling."
Lin Wanrong shook his head. Damn it, what's wrong with our people? Why do we like to cause internal strife? When the enemy comes, we have to fight. What's the point of making peace?
"The treasury is empty, the army lacks battle power, the court does not have good generals, and the country does not have strong soldiers. The officials in the court suggested that we should seek peace first and then scheme." The old man glanced at him and said, "What do you think?"
"Seek peace my ass. The other's mother." Lin Wanrong scolded angrily.
The old man smiled slightly and said, "You want to fight?"
Lin Wanrong snorted and said, "If we can win, we have to fight. If we can't win, we have to fight even more. If we can't win in one year, we will only lose the cities. We can fight again next year, year after year, until we win. If we don't even dare to fight, then we will lose the hearts of the people. Lose the cities or lose the country. Old Sir, which would you choose? "
"Lose the cities and lose the country?" The old man sighed and said with a smile, "What a good 'lose the cities and lose the country'. I didn't expect you to have such knowledge. The people in the court can't see it as clearly as a commoner like you. "
Lin Wanrong shook his head and said, "It's not that they don't understand, but they see it too clearly. If the country is destroyed, they can surrender and still get high positions. Only the Emperor sitting in the throne room is the most nervous. The others can surrender, but he can't. Who do you think is the clearest person? The hearts of the people, the hearts of the people … "
"Hahahaha …" The old man laughed loudly and said, "Well said. The hearts of the people are the hearts of the people. Since ancient times, it has been the hearts of the people that spoil things. Lin Wanrong, you are young, but you can see through the hearts of the people. Good, very good. "
The old man became more excited and said, "If we want to fight, the Hu people are tall and strong. Our China's soldiers are at a disadvantage. How can we fight?"
What the heck, you are asking me this question? I have never fought in a war before. Lin Wanrong smiled bitterly and said, "Old Sir, I have never been to the court or the battlefield. I don't know much about this war."
The old man waved his hand and said, "It's better if you don't go to the court. You can say anything then. If you go to the court, I'm afraid you can't say anything. Just tell me, if someone like you, who doesn't understand the affairs of the country or war, gets involved, what will you do? Perhaps you can see it more clearly than us in the middle. "
Lin Wanrong saw that this person's bearing was extraordinary and the way he talked was quite imposing. He thought to himself, I wonder where this friend of Uncle Wei came from. He speaks with a bit of dignity and his tone is also very arrogant. He can easily handle affairs of the country and war without any misgivings. He probably has some power in the capital.
He was a profiteer and wouldn't wake up early if there was no profit. He smiled and said, "Old Sir. How can a commoner like me talk about these things? Let's not talk about it. "
The old man smiled and said, "I know you are made to do business. I asked you to say these words today, but I won't let you waste your breath. Take it as I owe you a favor. When you come to the capital in the future, come find me, and I will fulfill your wish. "
As expected, this old man had a great background. He just didn't know what kind of official he was and how Old Wei knew such a high official and noble.
The yellow-robed old man took out a token from his waist and said, "Take this as a token. When you come to the capital in the future, find the yamen and show this token. Someone will bring you to see me."
He handed the medallion over to Lin Wanrong. Lin Wanrong took it and looked at it. It was half the size of a palm and was made of pure gold. It was very heavy and there was a golden dragon carved on both sides. Apart from that, there was nothing else.
"Old Sir, are you from the palace?" Lin Wanrong asked in surprise. He had never seen this thing before. Why did it look like an imperial envoy's token? However, an imperial envoy's token should have words carved on at least one side. Usually it would be "Imperial", which symbolized imperial power. A higher level one would be "Zhen", which meant that it was as if the emperor had come personally. That was a high level item that was rarely seen. However, he had never seen a dragon carved on both sides and didn't know what it was. However, from the weight of this token, it was probably worth quite a lot of silver.
The old man saw him playing with the token and said with a smile, "When you come to the capital in the future, you will know what kind of person I am. Today, you can be at ease and speak boldly. If you were an outsider, how would you deal with national affairs and war? "
Wasting a few taels of saliva to get a token, this business was full. Lin Wanrong said with a smile, "Since Old Sir wants me to speak, then I will speak directly. It is true that there are foreign enemies in the north, but they are not as strong as we think. They definitely have enemies, and the enemy's enemy is our friend. Why don't we, China, work together to defeat the strong enemy? Befriending the distant and attacking the nearby, this is the principle. "
"Besides, although these nomadic tribes have valiant military strength, they are easily divided. The conflict between father, son, and brother is very intense. Why don't we make use of it? Our China has many strategists, and there are many who are eloquent and good at traveling. If someone goes deep into the enemy's territory, they can instigate an impenetrable force and give some empty benefits. It is not impossible for them to split from the inside. " Lin Wanrong finished speaking in one breath, somewhat admiring himself. F * ck, laozi is really good at bluffing, saying it as if it were the truth.
"Eloquent and good at persuading?" the old man muttered to himself, intentionally or unintentionally glancing at Lin Wanrong.
Lin Wanrong's heart thumped. Aiyo, isn't this talking about me? Damn it, I accidentally led laozi into it. If I go to the hinterland to persuade the enemy, I will die ten times out of ten. I cannot do such a losing business.
The old man was silent for a while. His eyes swept over him and said, "From an outsider's point of view, this method is simple and practical, and there is some logic to it. Then why don't you talk about the war? What do you think? "
Lin Wanrong boasted for a while. Seeing that this old man seemed to be very satisfied, he thought to himself, I am just summarizing my experience from history books. I have also watched countless television dramas and novels. Isn't it easy for me to give you a few big but empty ideas? These words are like the floating clouds in the sky. It sounds clear and logical, but it can be seen but cannot be touched. It is very empty.
Speaking of war, Lin Wanrong bluffed, "I have never been on the battlefield, but everything must play to its strengths and avoid its weaknesses. This trick is universal. For example, if the enemy is good at cavalry, we will trap them in city battles and alleys battles. If the enemy is good at infantry, we will restrict them to cavalry battles. Those nomadic tribes are experts in cavalry battles, but they are not good at sieging cities. Moreover, they are going to penetrate for thousands of miles. It will be difficult to provide logistical support. On our China's own land, as long as we give the call, it will be an inch of rivers and mountains, an inch of blood. A hundred thousand young men, a hundred thousand soldiers, the whole land will be filled with China's people, the whole land will be filled with usable troops. How can there be no troops, how can there be no victory? "
Toward the end, Lin Wanrong was somewhat engrossed in his speech; hastily he restrained his emotion.
The old man cast him a glance and said, "If these words of yours are heard in the imperial court, I am afraid you will become the target of criticism. An inch of rivers and mountains, an inch of blood. A hundred thousand young men, a hundred thousand soldiers, if all the civil and military officials of our imperial court, the whole country, from top to bottom, all have the same idea as you, why would we worry that the Tatars will not be exterminated, that the rivers and mountains will not be recovered? "
He sighed, and then said with a laugh, "It's just that in this matter of war, enthusiasm alone is not enough. These words of yours are just armchair strategists, on the battlefield, they might not necessarily be practical."
Lin Wanrong laughed and said, "Old Sir, although these words of mine are superficial and somewhat armchair strategists, but they can be considered the general direction of the general program. As long as I outline the main points and use people properly, it is enough. As for the specific implementation, it should be our China's military officials and generals to think of a way. The imperial court gives them salary, it is to let them protect the country, otherwise, what is the use of them? "
The old man nodded and said with a laugh, "I did not expect you to have some knowledge. Wei Xian can be considered to have not misjudged you."
An attendant came over and said a few words to the old man in a low voice. The old man nodded and said to Lin Wanrong, "I have something to do, I must leave first. If you come to the Capital in the future, follow my instructions and come find me. Remember, remember."
Watching the old man get on the small sedan chair and fly away under the escort of the attendants, Lin Wanrong was still puzzled in his heart, "Why did I have to talk nonsense with this old man about national affairs and war for half a day without any rhyme or reason? Even I am having a hard time believing it."
He looked at the gold medal in his hand, it was heavy and very heavy, and then he put it into his pocket. This could be considered the only harvest from this war of words.
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