The Three Kingdoms: The Cold Gate World

Chapter 390
The front hall of the Guo Mansion was very lively, civil and military officials greeted each other, and everyone kept saluting, talking and laughing.

When Guo Jia brought Ma Jun out, the atmosphere became even more heated than ever.

Some arrogant literati may still be dissatisfied with Ma Jun, but military generals respect Ma Jun like a god. His hands are so ingenious that they almost turn stones into gold, and they have made a decisive contribution to the Taiping Army.

Ma Jun clasped his hands and blushed, followed the civil and military officers who came to say hello, and returned the salute. After Guo Jia sat down, the civil and military officers also entered the table one after another according to their official positions.

Zhao Yun followed Guo Ye as an outsider, and planned to find a random seat in the corner, but was forced by Guo Ye to sit down in the top three seats. Zhicai Qin Mi and others.

The delicious food and wine were delivered one by one, and Guo Jia stood up and came to Ma Jun after saying a toast with the wine glass.

"Deheng, without you, there would be no day for the people under my rule to have enough food and clothing. Without you, there would be no guarantee for my Taiping Army to reduce damage on the battlefield. With this glass of wine, I not only respect you on behalf of all officials in Yizhou Prefecture, but also represent All the people under my rule respect you, Ma Deheng, you were given to me by heaven."

Everyone in the hall looked at Ma Jun with smiles on their faces. Guo Jia's words were seeking truth from facts, and no one would think that Guo Jia was exaggerating.

But when Ma Jun was excited, his speech became slurred, so he could only wave his hands again and again.

"Come on, everyone, let's respect Deheng together. Ma Deheng is the only one in this world who has a superb workmanship."

Everyone present raised their glasses to Ma Jun, Ma Jun was really flattered, he did have a transcendent status in the past, but it was the first time to be toasted by so many high-ranking civil servants and generals.

Everyone drank it down, Guo Jia burst into laughter, and the hall suddenly burst into outrageous laughter.

The atmosphere of the banquet was relaxed, the zither was playing in unison, and the girls were dancing lightly. Guo Jia sat leaning on the main seat, with a complacent attitude.

From time to time, civil servants and military generals shuttled through the hall, and they all came to toast Ma Jun.

This Yizhou Biejia who has lived in Hanzhong for a long time, it is not difficult to see Guo Jia's regard and appreciation for him.

Ma Jun has always treated Guo Jia's kindness with humility and gratitude, so he will humbly return the gift to those who come to toast, regardless of their official position or whether they know each other or not, without any arrogance.

"Don't drive my lord, there is something I don't know, please tell the truth."

Suddenly a strange man came beside him, he looked very handsome and handsome, Ma Jun quickly raised his glass and said, "Please, please tell me."

Facing the bustling scene of singing and dancing, Zhao Yun felt very heavy, as if everything in this lobby or in the city of Chengdu was unreal.

He couldn't believe that there was such a piece of paradise in the world. Not long ago, he followed Liu Bei and fled all the way south from Xinye. The countless people who died on the road, how could they be with the people of Yizhou in their precarious days? What does living in peace and contentment compare to?

"My lord, why don't you be loyal to the imperial court with your talents? Even if the emperor suffers, there is still Emperor Liu, who is unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness."

According to ordinary people's thinking, talents and abilities naturally serve the royal family, and that is considered to be a contribution to the country and society. Even if there is no way to serve the orthodox emperor, there is still Liu Bei who holds the banner of the Han Dynasty and has Han blood.

Ma Jun was dumbfounded and stared blankly at Zhao Yun. This question caught him off guard.

The complexion changed, the smile on his face was put away, and replaced by a look of indifference, Ma Jun frowned and asked: "You, who are you?"

Just as Zhao Yun was about to declare his family name, Peng Yi, who was sitting in the row behind Ma Jun, sarcastically said with a half-smile: "This is the famous general under Liu Huangshu's tent, Changshan Zhao Zilong."

For this kind of verbal sarcasm, Zhao Yun didn't take it seriously at all. After hearing this, Ma Jun suddenly realized.

No wonder someone would ask him such a stupid question!

It turned out to be Uncle Liu Huang.

Flicking his sleeves and turning his face away, Ma Jun lowered his face and said a word simply and lightly.

"If you have seen the scene of Guanzhong under the torment of Dong Zhuo and Li Jue Guo Si, you would not ask such a question. I don't care if you are the emperor's uncle or the emperor's minister. I only know that without the lord, there would be no present. Taiping, others want to replace the lord, hum, I don’t agree, and neither will the common people.”

Ma Jun put down the wine glass, he didn't appreciate Zhao Yun's toast, and even got a little angry.

Zhao Yun's eyes were full of astonishment, it was probably the first time he met someone with such a straightforward temperament, he would laugh when he was happy, and get angry when he was not happy, he had seen countless people in the city, but there was only Ma Jun who was so honorable but still simple.

Peng Yi sneered a few times not far behind him.

Zhao Yun walked back to his seat, thinking deeply about Ma Jun's words.

Maybe his words are very simple and treasonous, it can be said that he has no emperor, but this kind of simple person speaks what is in his heart.

Guo Jia has proved one thing under his rule, that is, he can benefit the common people. Under his rule, order is not chaotic, all walks of life are thriving, laws and regulations are strict, order is stable.

So, whether Guo Jia can be replaced by Liu Bei and Liu Xie can be done well and whether it can be surpassed is a question that will never know the answer unless it is put into practice.

The feast continued, but Zhao Yun turned a deaf ear to the laughter and joy, and kept asking himself.

Now that there is peace here, is it necessary to overthrow Guo Jia at the risk of losing all this peace?
If Liu Bei can't compare with Guo Jia, and Liu Xie can't be like Guo Jia, then the tens of millions of people in this three-point world will be reduced to misery?

A heavy feeling lingered in Zhao Yun's heart.

The host and guest enjoyed themselves, and Guo Jia rarely got drunk and walked towards the backyard reeking of alcohol.

Guo Ye wanted to help Guo Jia who was about to fall while walking, but Guo Jia waved his hand to stop him.

At night, the sky was dark and the courtyard was brightly lit. Guo Jia said to Guo Ye: "You will preside over all the ceremonies of the new year."

Guo Ye was a little surprised, but still nodded in response.

After the new year, not only Guo Jia, but ordinary people are busy with a series of things.

For Guo Jia, the monarch, offering sacrifices to heaven and earth is indispensable, and offering sacrifices to the stove is an indispensable thing for the whole family.

As the monarch of one party and the head of the family, Guo Jia usually presides over the celebration in person. Now that Guo Ye is doing it, he hopes to subtly let more people understand Guo Ye's current status.

Guo Ye accompanied Guo Jia to the entrance of the courtyard, Xiao Yi suddenly came to report to Guo Jiatong: "My lord, Zhao Yun asks to see you."

His head was a little dizzy, and the dizzy Guo Jia got up his spirits and walked to the gazebo to sit down and asked Xiao Yi to invite Zhao Yun in.

Zhao Yun walked towards Guo Jia with a blank expression, not waiting for Guo Jia to speak, he explained why he came.

"Your envoy, Yun has figured it out. If you don't give up, Yun is willing to follow you to clarify the world and reorganize the mountains and rivers."

Guo Jia opened his mouth wide, as if he couldn't believe it. He originally thought that Zhao Yun would either come to him for a showdown or die or leave, or he would just go back to the fields and live in seclusion.

On the contrary, Guo Ye looked at Zhao Yun with a smile on his face, not surprised.

Guo Jia walked out of the gazebo and came in front of Zhao Yun. He couldn't hide his excitement, and held Zhao Yun's forearm with one hand. Trembling slightly, Guo Jia said: "It's easy to get a thousand soldiers, but hard to find a general. Zilong, I'll wait for your words." In other words, a full 20 years."

In terms of military strength alone, Guo Jia can compare Zhao Yun with Lu Bu. Even if it is Lu Bu, all the princes are willing to accept him, but in Guo Jia's eyes, no matter how fierce Lu Bu is, he is not half as good as Zhao Yun, because a general who can be a great general needs to add Wisdom and calm.

Zhao Yun has figured it out. If he supports an emperor who is difficult to become a great weapon, even if he succeeds, the world will still be in turmoil. In this world, a man with extraordinary martial arts and martial arts is needed to rule the world. He is just a general. It is impossible to create an ideal monarch. In order to end this troubled world as soon as possible, we can only choose one among the existing monarchs who can benefit the common people after the world is settled.

Zhao Yun didn't say anything more about Guo Jia's excited expression, he just saluted and then took his leave. As for how Guo Jia arranged for him, that's another matter.

Guo Jia asked Guo Ye to send Zhao Yun out of the house. Looking at Zhao Yun's back, Guo Jia lightly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled happily from the bottom of his heart.

Zhao Yun's willingness to serve him only needs a relationship between a monarch and his ministers, not a deep personal relationship. Guo Jia also doesn't want to deliberately establish such a relationship with Zhao Yun. Sometimes, the relationship between superiors and subordinates is far more important than friendship.

"Sir, there is no need to send it away."

After leaving the gate of the mansion, Zhao Yun bid farewell to Guo Ye under the moonlit street under the bright night and few stars.

"General Zilong, please take a good rest and recharge your batteries. I believe that you will become a general in the Taiping Army not to be ignored in the near future."

Guo Ye said to Zhao Yun with a smile.

Showing a wry smile, Zhao Yun was not optimistic. He was considered a surrendered general. It was hard to say whether Guo Jia would entrust him with important tasks immediately.

"hope so."

Guo Ye was taken aback by Zhao Yun's unconvincing words.

"Don't tell me that General Zilong still doesn't understand the purpose of your fierce battle with the eight generals of the Taiping Army that day outside Huarong Road?"

Zhao Yun's face showed shock. After he died for Liu Bei that day, he didn't think much about it even today. He just thought it was an ordinary scene on the battlefield.

Guo Ye shook his head and smiled lightly: "Perhaps General Zilong doesn't know that there are martial arts in our Taiping Army. As long as the participants are extraordinary in martial arts, they can make it to the top. General Zilong's record of defeating seven generals and one general has already been surpassed in the Taiping Army." Spread the word, no matter whether General Zilong goes or stays, your prestige is admired by all Taiping soldiers."

After finishing speaking, Guo Ye bowed his hands and turned around to return to Guo Mansion.

Zhao Yun looked at the austere and imposing mansion on the stairs, silently lost in thought.

That day, Guo Jia really wanted to kill Liu Bei, and all ten Zhao Yuns would surely die.

Guo Jia just pushed Liu Bei into a desperate situation, but after Zhao Yunduan was found outside Huarong Road, he suddenly had a plan to subdue Zhao Yun.

Fighting generals, Guo Jia does not advocate.

But to help Zhao Yun establish his prestige, Guo Jia can count as a little effort.

If Guo Ye didn't tell me about this painstaking effort, Zhao Yun probably wouldn't understand it in a short time.

How fierce Zhao Yun is is not something that Guo Jia can convince others of, he has to prove it himself. Guo Jia gave him this opportunity before he took the job.

(End of this chapter)