Xuande

Chapter 438 Back then, I was a pair of nines

Before Yang Ciling, Liu Bei lit a few sticks of incense for Yang Ci and saluted him.

Then Yang Biao, Yang Xiu and his son followed the rules and returned the gift to Liu Bei.

"I didn't expect that someone as busy as General Liu would have the time to come to Huayin to pay homage to his late father. Yang feels very honored."

"Hehehe, I'm not that busy. I passed by, thinking about my old friend, thinking about all the things in the past, and thinking about the separation between yin and yang. I couldn't bear it, so I came to worship."

Liu Bei smiled and said, "Originally, Bei thought that Duke Yang's family would not welcome Bei, so he was ready to be rejected. I didn't expect Duke Yang to be so generous."

Yang Biao's face didn't change.

"You are a Hussar general in the current dynasty. After returning to Luoyang, you have to open a mansion. Your status is respected. How many doors in the entire Han Dynasty can be closed to you? Yang dare not."

"Most people don't do it, but some people do."

Liu Bei said with a smile: "For example, if the former Taiwei Gong Wenlie knew that Bei was coming to visit, he would definitely close the door. After all, Bei once contradicted Wen Lie. Thinking about it now, it was a little inappropriate to speak indecently when he was young and vigorous. .”

Yang Xiu pursed his lips.

Yang Biao took a deep breath.

"Are you here just to pay homage to your late father?"

"Mainly so."

Liu Bei said with a smile: "Besides, isn't the situation in Luoyang city relatively tense? It is a heavy responsibility to prepare for this, and I am a little confused. I want to ask Duke Yang for some advice. I wonder if Duke Yang is willing to teach me?"

"I can't talk about teaching."

Yang Biao took a deep breath, and said slowly: "General Liu is also an upright and upright master of the famous family. You and I are of the same status, and the position is far above me. What can I teach you? General Liu is really Will joke."

"Where, Yang Gong is an elder, and it is still very important for Bei to ask elders for advice."

Liu Bei smiled and said: "In the past, due to the dispute between modern and ancient Chinese, Bei wanted to get close to Yang Gong, but he was powerless. This point must have been deeply touched by the teacher. He was obviously a good friend before, but because of the dispute between schools, he had to Watching the former friends become strangers, and even become enemies.

Every time I read this, the teacher will feel heartache, so why not feel heartache?When Bei Chu came to Luoyang, Yang Gong once praised Bei, Bei has never forgotten Yang Gong's kindness, every time he thinks of it, he will feel that the world is impermanent..."

Yang Biao closed his eyes, and had nothing to say to Liu Bei's respectful and shameless appearance.

"If you say this to the general's teacher, I still believe it. The general's teacher is sincere and reliable. I am willing to believe it. But when the general himself says it, I don't believe it. In my eyes, the general himself is not So sincere and reliable, don’t blame the general, I don’t sound good, but it’s all the truth.”

Liu Bei put away his smile.

"It seems that Duke Yang misunderstood Bei deeply. Bei has never been a despicable person."

"Of course the general is not a despicable person, but I have no misunderstanding. It is all my own experience. My Yang family and the Jinwen School have fallen step by step to this day. How can there be misunderstandings?"

Yang Biao opened his eyes and looked at Liu Bei, and said with a smile: "The general is very talented and resourceful. No matter what the modern literary school does, they can't succeed. By the way, I also heard that after Huangfu Song's death, his house was confiscated. The clan family was overthrown, and the family business of several generations was wiped out, can this happen?"

"That is the order of the emperor."

Liu Bei didn't change his face: "I'm just following the emperor's order."

Yang Biao smiled.

"But I also heard that the emperor ordered Huangfu Song to be executed after he received the general. Is there such a thing?"

"That is also the will of the emperor himself. I am just telling the truth and telling the fault of the emperor Huangfu. Every sentence is true and there is no falsehood. How can I control the will of the emperor?"

Liu Bei still didn't change his face.

Faced with the impenetrable Liu Bei, Yang Biao was very helpless.

"Huangfusong is already dead, why should the general kill them all? Leave someone a way, can't you?"

"The Huangfu family interfered with the emperor's acquisition of salt benefits. They committed their own crimes and cannot live."

Liu Bei smiled and said: "Mr. Yang should be very aware of the great benefits of salt. If it weren't for the third generation of the Yang family, there are many former students and old officials. Does Mr. Yang think that Hongnong County has not sold Liangzhou fine salt so far? Mr. Yang does not Do you know what this means? Under the current situation, does Yang Gong feel that you still have room to complain for Huangfu?"

Yang Biao's face moved slightly.

"It's no wonder that General Liu has been able to go all the way to this day with such a background and age. Everyone says that General Liu is a celebrity in the world, but General Liu treats the emperor with sincerity!"

"We are all ministers of the emperor, loyal to the emperor and the country, is there anything wrong? Is it the correct behavior to deceive the emperor, seek false fame, and secretly benefit for oneself?"

Liu Bei looked at Yang Biao with a strange expression on his face: "Is it the correct behavior to take what is owned by the country and make it your own, and eat the people to get fat? Yang Gong, who is better for the country or for himself? Is it the right choice?"

Yang Biao almost couldn't control his emotions.

But in front of his father's spiritual tablet, he still controlled his emotions.

"General Liu said everything in a high-sounding manner, but he has been promoted step by step, and now he is even going back to Luoyang Kaifu to manage affairs. What he does and what he says seem to be slightly different, right?"

"Profit for the country and profit for oneself are not mutually exclusive things."

Liu Bei smiled and shook his head and said, "Making profit for the country doesn't mean that you can't make profit for yourself. Do things for the country, put in your heart and effort, and then receive rewards and salaries. Is there any problem with that?

Farmers can earn income from farming, craftsmen can earn income from working, and soldiers can earn income from joining the army to fight. Why can’t we earn income while making profits for the country?
It's just that some people put profit for themselves above profit for the country, and they don't even know how to profit for the country, they just seek profit for themselves, and then they label those who profit for the country and themselves at the same time as traitors , so that it will be convenient for them to continue to seek benefits for themselves, am I right, Duke Yang? "

Faced with Liu Bei's aggressiveness, Yang Biao once again felt the power of the expert debaters in Luoyang City back then.

After so many years, Liu Bei's words are still so sharp, and still so merciless, as if he wants to cut his opponents apart, to prove that his opponents are all black-hearted thieves, and that he himself is the only conscience.

Yang Biao tried his best to control his emotions.

"After so many years, General Liu is still the same as before, showing his sharpness!"

"As I get older, I restrain myself a lot. Back then, I was a one-to-nine match."

Liu Bei laughed and said: "Thinking about the past, and looking at the present, I feel that I am really getting old, and my people are no longer as sharp as before. How can I say that I have shown my sharpness? The future belongs to young people. , yes, it belongs to a young man like your son."

Yang Biao really wanted to laugh.

Really, he really wanted to laugh.

Listening to the 28-year-old Liu Bei telling him, a 49-year-old man, that he is getting old, Yang Biao would really want to laugh out loud if this is not the mourning hall for his father, and then try to tear Liu Bei's mouth apart , so that he can no longer say these annoying words.

It's a pity that this is the mourning hall of the old man, and he couldn't tear Liu Bei's mouth apart.

"General Liu is really humble. His modesty makes me sigh. No wonder, my Yang family suffered a crushing defeat!"

Yang Biao looked calm, but the fire in his heart could already burn Liu Bei to charcoal.

Liu Bei chuckled.

"Yang's defeat, in my opinion, is not without trace. Without competition, there will be no pressure. Without pressure, there will be no motivation. Without motivation, how can it be possible to become a talent in the world? Today's literary school is based on competition. And pressure, also destroyed in the absence of competition and pressure."

Yang Biao is not stupid, he understood the meaning of Liu Bei's words.

"General Liu's words are not pleasant to listen to. Who worked so hard to earn a family business not to inherit it? Who worked so hard not to enshrine his wife and son and let the family flourish? Would you do something like this?"

"So, the Yang family lost, and the Jinwen School lost, and it was inevitable for you to lose. Even if I didn't help you, you would lose sooner or later. Virtue is not worthy, that's how it is."

Liu Bei smiled and said: "There will always be people who are dissatisfied, there will always be people who are not willing to endure hardships all their lives, dare to say who can replace them, is there only one Xiang Yu?"

Yang Biao was a little stunned, and it took a while to react.

"That's interesting. What you're talking about doesn't seem to be just about the Modern Literature School, does it?"

"The same goes for the Paleographers."

Liu Bei nodded and said: "If there is no competition, no pressure, and no motivation, the Ancient Literature School will be the next Modern Literature School. It will be exactly the same, there will be no change, and it will eventually go to destruction and be replaced by a group of people with more combat effectiveness."

"You dare to say it."

Yang Biao curled his lips and said, "If those people from the ancient literature school know about this, I'm afraid they will be angry."

(End of this chapter)