Hearing this, Wang Zheng smiled slightly, this suggestion was exactly what he wanted.
After Zhang Zhao returned from Wuxian County, he took turns with Xu Fang again in order to achieve meritorious service. He not only gave Guo Jia the best treatment materially and showed meticulous care, but also spiritually went to talk to young people every day to talk about military affairs.
When it comes to history, it can be said that he is given enough courtesy.
That's fine with Xu Fang. Zhang Zhao is a famous person in the world. He is superior to Guo Jia in terms of seniority and age. He is also knowledgeable and intelligent. He is observant of people's opinions and likes others. His words are everywhere, which often resonates with Guo Jia. In addition, he also knows very well. Zhang
Zhao's behavior was essentially due to Wang Zheng's regard for him.
If there was no such relationship, the two people's attitudes would be almost the same.
With this combination of soft and hard tactics, and the ink-and-wash technique, Zhang Zhao had already reported to Wang Zheng earlier and had a 70 to 80 percent confidence, if not a 100 percent chance, of using the opponent for his own purposes.
Therefore, Wang Zheng came here today to prepare to unveil the last layer of window paper on whether he wanted to surrender or not.
Recruiting talents has a similar meaning to that between men and women.
Even if you understand that my intentions are evil and I know that you are pretending to be reserved, there will still be an ambiguous stage of the process. Only when the heat is up and the relationship matures can the relationship be made clear.
And even before the moment of confession, charge, or even the first pitch, the prelude and atmosphere are essential.
Seeing Wang Zheng nod in approval, the musicians on the side just let go of their courage. In the melodious music, under Guo Jia's signal, Guo Ying turned around and began to dance.
In the light of the lights, her undergarments were flying, and I saw that the girl was dressed plainly and elegantly, without any accessories, which made her look even more refined and innocent. Her beautiful eyes were looking forward to the fall, and she looked like a deer who was ignorant of the world, innocent and cute,
It makes people feel love and care involuntarily.
Wang Zheng couldn't help but be slightly moved.
In the dance song, Guo Ying finished singing "Today's Good Banquet", and Guo Jia had to take a sip of wine during each line. While drinking, Guo Ying tapped his fingers on the table in time. I don't know if it was because he was different.
The reason why his mind was not focused on the music was that less than halfway through, Wang Zheng had already heard that he was wrong three times, and couldn't help but feel speechless.
It seems that not everyone can imitate Zhou Gongjin's pretense.
Although he was complaining like this in his heart, when the singing and music stopped, Wang Zheng coughed dryly and said without conscience: "Sir, you are worthy of being a famous person in the world. Not only is he well-read in poetry and books, he is knowledgeable about the past and present, and he is also proficient in music. You really are."
So elegant and outstanding.”
After a pause, Wang Zheng was moved when he saw that Guo Jiaquan had no reaction. He glanced sideways at Guo Ying and clapped and praised: "Guo Ying also impressed me. Such a heavenly sound can be said to have been lingering in my ears for three days."
Guo Ying did not dare to imitate Guo Jia and be so trusting. When she heard this, Yingying quickly bowed: "Zhou Mu is so complimentary."
Absolutely ridiculous.
Since she was chosen to be given to Wang Zheng, Guo Ying's temperament and appearance were first-class, and her voice was also pure and sweet. However, in terms of skills and emotions, compared to the famous prostitute Fei Yan whom Wang Zheng had seen at the Hongxiu Tower that day.
It's quite inferior.
Thinking of Feiyan, Wang Zheng's thoughts are far away. If you really want to talk about it, the most moving voice he has ever heard in this life is indeed in Yangzhou.
But not in Hongxiu Tower.
Thinking of the singing I heard in my backyard that night, it was as misty as the Milky Way pouring down, the clouds falling, and as clear as mountain water that condensed into ice particles.
The melody is so tearful and plaintive, but there is no trace of resentment or sorrow at all. Instead, it is like the spring breeze blowing suddenly, making people feel relaxed and happy, and the soul does not know where to go.
Thinking of this, Wang Zheng secretly sighed, if it is said that sex and art are both outstanding, Bu Wan'er is the one who truly deserves the honor.
When he was silent, the hall naturally became quiet. After a while, Wang Zheng, who came back to his senses, looked around, first nodded slightly at Guo Ying, then turned to look sideways at Guo Jia and said with a smile;
"The poems written by the sages are naturally excellent, but I remember another one that is even better in terms of artistic content. I wonder if you have heard of it, sir?"
"Oh?" Guo Jia looked up in surprise and asked, "Which one?"
"It's called "Tall Buildings Rising from the Northwest"!"
As he spoke, Wang Zheng clapped his hands gently, and the musician on the side understood the idea and immediately changed the tune. Guo Yingang wanted to sing in response, but Wang Zheng waved his hand to stop him.
This song is not suitable for you to sing, nor does it need you to sing.
The melodious sound of silk and bamboo flows slowly in the hall, like a mixed peanut tree, a valley uncontested, living and growing with the sun and the moon happily.
The next moment, an impassioned and impassioned voice suddenly sounded, like a team of cavalry rushing in at lightning speed, breaking the peaceful dream.
"There is a tall building in the northwest, and the top is as tall as the floating clouds. It has sparse windows and a triple staircase in the pavilion!"
As soon as Wang Zheng opened his mouth, Guo Jia's expression suddenly changed, and several musicians were shocked at the same time. Xiao Qin played incorrectly and the sandalwood board stopped.
They looked at each other, but compared to Guo Ying, Wang Zheng did not cater to their rhythm, and his voice was even more murderous. It was not harmonious with the accompaniment they played, and he could not keep up.
Fortunately, a few people woke up quickly. Since Wang Zheng didn't cater to them, they had no choice but to cater to them.
Then the musical instruments sounded again, no matter the sound of the piano or the flute, they began to play higher and higher in tune with Wang Zheng's singing.
"There is a string singing, but the sound is so sad. Who can sing this song, none other than Qiliang's wife!"
"The Qing Dynasty merchants are blowing with the wind, and the middle tune is lingering. I sigh again and again. I am generous but sad!"
Wang Zheng's singing has been accompanied by all the accompaniments, and it seems that even in terms of music, he wants to be like a general, commanding thousands of troops, charging into the battlefield, and being invincible.
And as all the sounds became clearer and more passionate, when they came together, they were like a dragon flying in the sky, suddenly in the east and suddenly in the west, so high and majestic.
At the highest point, there was a sudden turn. At this time, Wang Zheng had already reached the last line and took the initiative to lower his pitch.
Then high spirits turned into righteousness, and unruliness turned into peace.
Staring at Guo Jia, Wang Zheng said solemnly:
"I don't care about the pain of the singer, but I don't care about the pain of my close friends."
"I am willing to fly high as a pair of swans."
The bird is like a wild goose, the swan is like a swan, and the swans are connected to each other, which is a metaphor for people with similar emotions.
The meaning of this last line of the poem is very straightforward, it is to hope that the listener and the singer will be of one mind, like two swans flying high, and pursue beautiful ideals together.
Facing Wang Zheng's burning eyes, Guo Jia's expression changed for a while, then he lowered his head and ended the song for a long time without saying a word.
Wang Zheng knew that the heat was almost over.
What you owe is just the last push!
"You guys should step aside first." He looked around the audience and waved.
As the musicians and Guo Ying bowed and resigned, this time, Guo Jia did not say anything to stop them.
“Tall buildings can be built in the northwest, but why can’t they be built in the south of the Yangtze River?”
Wang Zheng stood up, took out the steps prepared for Guo Jia, and said with emotion: "Princes, generals and ministers, would you rather have the talent?"
"Mr. Fengxiao, how come the government doesn't know your concerns?"
"You are also a member of the gentry clan, so naturally you are more optimistic about Cao Cao, who comes from a similar background."
"But whether a monarch is wise or foolish, and whether he can succeed or not, can it be determined by his origin?"
"That's true. Why did Xiao He and Zhang Liang choose Emperor Gao instead of Overlord?"
"As a Chu native, why did the Marquis of Huaiyin, Han Xin, abandon Chu and join the Han?"
"A good bird chooses a tree to roost in, a wise minister chooses his master to serve. If a government is not ambitious and thirsty for talents, hey..." Wang Zheng shook his head mockingly:
"Why bother to keep Mr. so hard?"
"Is Erzheng's ambition purely for his own selfish interests?" He looked at Guo Jia and said word by word: "In today's Han Dynasty, as you have traveled far and wide, you must be very clear that the people are living in dire straits!"
"Why are there so many people who conspire and rebel?"
"Why is it that at such a humble age as a child, I can start trouble so quickly?"
"Why is it that wherever I go, the people are all eating the juice from the pots and jumping for joy as if they were welcoming the king's master?"
Hearing this, Guo Jia couldn't help but look up and asked: "Why?"
"There are many aristocratic families, land annexation is serious, the nobles are well-dressed and well-fed, and they never tire of fine food and fine meat, but the poor cannot get half a meal."
"This is the root of the disaster that was established at the beginning of the founding of the country!" Wang Zheng said word by word: "Those aristocratic families have lasted for hundreds of years, and it has been too long!"
"Also...too much!"
Guo Jia was startled and raised his head in astonishment.
He heard the key point of this sentence. Wang Zheng was talking about aristocratic families, not noble families.
"If this fundamental contradiction is not resolved, someone will succeed and ascend to the ninth five-year position..." Staring at the other party, Wang Zheng said seriously: "How can we usher in long-term peace and stability after the chaos?"
"So, it was the right choice for you to give up on Yuan Shao from the beginning." Wang Zhengdao said, "This man is from a noble family. If he conquers the world, what good will he do to the people?"
Guo Jia fell into silence again.
Wang Zheng didn't finish what he said, but he understood it completely.
According to Wang Zheng's intention, whether it is Yuan Shao, Cao Cao or even most of the princes in the world, because most of them come from aristocratic families, even if they win the world, they cannot change the fundamental problem that the number of vampires in these empires is so bloated that the entire world is overwhelmed.
On the contrary, people like Wang Zheng, who stood above Gao Di at a glance, were able to eliminate most of these vested interests in the process of competition and restore the balance needed for a peaceful and prosperous age.
This is a balance between the ruled class and the ruling class.
This was actually the case in original history.
But in the end, those who were cut down were no longer the top aristocratic families, but the common people and small and medium-sized noble families who accounted for the majority.
Moreover, what the other party said before was true, but Guo Jia has always been puzzled.
How could Wang Zheng, with his background, be able to acquire such power and map in such a short period of time?
Could it be that the public dissatisfaction is really boiling to the point where heaven can hear it?
"My family background is far superior to that of politics, but compared to people like Xun Yu and Cheng Yu?" Wang Zhengdao said: "No matter how wise Cao Cao is, he cannot get rid of the influence of his family. It is impossible to select people based solely on their talents.
Politics is different!"
Speaking of this, Wang Zheng laughed and said: "Zheng never chooses talents based on their birthplace, even speaking of it..." He shrugged and joked: "Sir, as he wished, he worked hand in hand with Zheng to pursue great causes. When it comes to his origin, his family background is even more...
It became an advantage.”
Hearing this, Guo Jia also burst into laughter.
Compared with the Yuan family of Runan and the Xun family of Yingchuan, the Guo family of Yangzhai is naturally insignificant, but when it comes to Wang Zheng, it seems that they are really of noble birth.
"Political speeches are all here. The so-called "die peacefully and live silently", whether you choose to remain unknown and grow older than Lin Quan, or whether you choose to be a national warrior who seeks the lives of all people and leave your name in history. You choose it yourself."
After thinking for a while, Guo Jia sighed deeply and finally made a decision.
His usually casual style, informality, and decisive nature are far beyond comparison with others. When his mind changes, he immediately becomes firm.
When he looked up at Wang Zheng again, before he could say anything, he saw that Wang Zheng, who had shown no expression of emotion or anger since meeting him, had rarely lost his composure and had a look of surprise on his face.
The general is indeed very thoughtful, and...
You actually value me so much.
"The general is so candid and willing to persuade me, which can be considered a good intention." Guo Jia was moved and said: "Jia is now a white man with no achievements and no reputation. He is unworthy of the title of national scholar."
"But if I can leave my name in history, that's what I want."
"If a government has filial piety, it is like the Emperor Gao has a wife!" Wang Zheng retracted his gaze from the suspended transparent box and turned to Guo Jia. The more he looked at it, the happier he became: "A great thing has come true!"
At this time, Guo Jia had just stood up, but immediately bowed his head and prostrated to the ground:
"Your Majesty, Guo Jia, pays homage to the Lord."
Now that he has made a choice, he has determined the identity of king and minister, and there is a distinction between superiority and inferiority. Guo Jia is so smart that he will not ignore this aspect.
"Why do you need to meet outsiders to serve as a filial piety?" Wang Zheng laughed and strode forward, held up his hands affectionately, and then said with emotion: "It is not easy to win your husband back. I am so happy that I can't express it. Let's go, let's go, it's just right.
It's New Year's Day and everyone is in the city, so I'm going to hold a big banquet tonight to celebrate this event!"
How dare Guo Jia agree? He couldn't even shout.
"My lord is so generous, but I am ashamed to accept it. Speaking of which, during this period of time, I have often been treated with great kindness by General Xu and Mr. Zibu, but Jia has many rudenesses. Now that I think about it, I feel quite ashamed. I should have paid a visit first."
, let’s talk about making amends.”
This is of course an excuse. It is said that one who knows others is wise, and one who knows oneself is wise. Guo Jia has achieved both. Considering the latter, he is not a famous person in the country at this time. He is known to the world, and he has never made any achievements. Wang Zheng
If he really makes such a big show of his name, he will give him enough face, but he will give others leverage and make them jealous.
Wang Zheng is not really a young man who is inexperienced in the world. He was just too excited and missed this section. At this time, he also woke up: "Yes, I didn't think carefully."
He also inadvertently changed his name.
...
Until he returned to his home county, Wang Zheng could not hide his excitement.
This was not only because Guo Jia was finally persuaded by him, but also because the other party's return was done directly and completely in one step.
Just now, Guo Jia's application to join the team appeared on the system screen. This time, Wang Zheng learned Huang Zhong's lesson and agreed immediately.
And the opponent's attribute panel is worthy of the effort Wang Zheng has put in these days.
Guo Jia, courtesy name Fengxiao
Hero title: "Ghost"
Talents: planning, eloquence, maneuvering, literature and history, assessing the situation, calculating strategies, and understanding people's hearts.
Special skill 1: Suspicion (randomly reduces the enemy's overall attributes (fluctuating between 1% and 5%), intelligence -5, morale -5)
Special skill 2: Gods hate and ghosts hate (in medium and large battlefields, when the number of participants in the battle is less than half of the enemy's, there is a chance that a passive curse will be triggered, and the enemy's luck will be reduced 1:1 by deducting one's own lifespan, with a maximum limit of 10 points)
Special Skill 3: Ghost Wisdom and Divine Luck (more than 100 effective conversations, permanent intelligence 1, upper limit 10 points, permanent luck 1, upper limit 5 points.)
This is a super assistant.
The more he looked at the panels on the system frame, the better Wang Zheng felt.
Seven talents, three stunts...
They are all the top heroes in the current team.
Especially the last one, except that the upper limit is a little lower, is simply a magical skill.