After Zhao Kuo left Handan, there were many new talents who were famous. The most famous one was probably Lejian, the son of General Leyi. Lejian always wanted to pay homage to Ma Fujun. In Yan State, he heard that the soldiers of Yan State highly praised Zhao Kuo, just like they praised his father in the past. This made Lejian a little uncomfortable. His father led the weak brigade of Yan State and made great contributions, repeatedly defeating the strong with the weak, and then he was respected by the Yan people.

Zhao Kuo is just a general from another country. How could he make the soldiers of Yan State so grateful?

It was not until he arrived in Zhao State that he was shocked by Zhao Kuo's prestige in Zhao State. The excitement of Zhao Kuo when talking about Zhao Kuo had long exceeded the admiration of his father. It was not that his father was no longer respected, but that Zhao Kuo's prestige was too high. From the peddler to the palace minister, when talking about Zhao Kuo, the fanaticism and worship in his eyes was beyond the understanding of music.

The displeasure in his heart gradually turned into a kind of curiosity, until he met Zhao Kuo in Wei Wuji's mansion.

Zhao Kuo was very young, a handsome and tall young man. There was a sense of sorrow between his eyebrows that could not be dissipated. He seemed to be worried about something. When he saw him, he was stunned for a long time, his eyes were full of sadness. Lejian realized that his face reminded him of his father. Zhao Kuo's voice was very gentle, not as rough as a general. He smiled and recalled and talked about his father's past.

"Your father can't remember other people's names. Li Mu, the captain of Yunzhong County, always mistakenly think of Qijie... My disciple Li Yu, he mistakenly thinks of being the King of Yan, always complaining to him... But he remembered me and could call out my name accurately... When I was besieged by the ministers, he and Mr. Lin came to the palace to help me. At that time, Lou Chang accused me, so he wanted to go and fight Lou Chang... Every time I came to see him, he was very happy."

Lejian couldn't speak. His father had been away for a long time, but every time he talked about him, the bitterness and pain in Lejian's heart still could not dissipate. It would be great if he could see his father again...

The two chatted for a long time, and Lejian talked about the matter of Yan State. He said: "The soldiers of Yan State are spreading your name of benevolence and righteousness. The King of Yan was very angry because he publicly expressed his respect for you. Hundreds of people were executed by the King of Yan..." Lejian paused and said with a smile: "The King of Yan caught them, tied them to the pillar, held the short sword, and asked them what kind of person you were..."

"They said, you are a kind gentleman... No one in the world is as kind as you."

"The King of Yan killed one and continued to question."

"They were all dead, and no one insulted you. Even before they died, they were praising you loudly... This incident caused a sensation in Yan State. The people of Yan often talked about your deeds privately... I once asked my soldiers, pretending to take them to attack you, but the soldiers dared to advise me not to use troops... I also forgive their crimes." Lejian said, "Whoever hears this, hundreds of people can die to defend their dignity.

Zhao Kuo's eyes were full of sadness. He shook his head and sighed: "Why do you have to do this? They all have their own families... How can they die in such a small matter?"

Lejian was a little surprised, and he said with a wry smile: "I have never seen someone like you... You can actually let the soldiers of Yan State go away, and give them food without food, so that they can go home... I heard General Lian Po say that you let the captured soldiers of Qin State go away and cured their wounded soldiers? Aren't you worried that they will kill more people from Zhao in the future?"

"Worry."

"Then why did you let them go?"

"I have no idea."

Lejian looked at him for a long time before saying, "My son, uncle, always wants to learn from you... I wonder if you can accept him as a disciple and teach him about his knowledge?" Zhao Kuo raised his head and replied, "I am a person with no talent. I am respected by others because of too much flattery. I don't know what I can teach to your son."

"Just please teach him the knowledge of leading troops to war."

"If you want to defeat me in terms of military use, you don't teach me personally, why should you send it to me? I don't know how to use military service. The reason I was able to repel Bai Qi was because the soldiers sacrificed their lives to fight, and there were also generals such as Lian Po, Wei Wuji, Li Mu, Tian Yue and other generals. You can let him learn from General Lian Po..." Zhao Kuo was just talking, but the joy interrupted him, shook his head and said, "I only know how to defeat my enemy...but you... have no enemies at all."

"This is probably the most profound military strategy... Please teach it." Lejian stood up and bowed to Zhao Kuo.

Uncle Le stood next to Zhao Kuo excitedly, grinning, and his dream came true. Now he couldn't believe that he had really become Zhao Kuo's disciple? The old man driving looked at him standing there and laughed foolishly, and couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Please stay away from the carriage later... Don't say that you are Ma Fujun's disciple for the time being."

Uncle Le was stunned and asked, "Why is this?"

The old man didn't say anything, just looked at him. Uncle Le felt that he had been insulted, but he didn't dare to be angry. This old man was the teacher's master, and he thought that he was also the teacher's confidant. He just came, so he couldn't offend him. He thought for a while before he untied the sword, smiled and handed it to the old man, and said, "This sword was given to me by my father. I want to give it to you. I hope you can tell me how to get along with Ma Fujun..."

"It's said that Yan people are poor, and I didn't believe it at first... but now I believe it. If you want to bribe me, at least you have to be a better sword, right?" The old man stroked the sword in his hand and threw it to him suddenly. Then he sneered and said, "The first thing I do when I get along with Ma Fujun is not to bribe his driver with tatters!"

"Forehead...."

Zhao Kuo walked out of Wei Wuji's courtyard, and Lejian ordered Uncle Le a few more words. Uncle Le didn't know what he said to him. Lejian then looked at Ge and said with a smile: "My son is young and doesn't know etiquette. If there is something to offend you, please don't care." Ge was about to mock him, but Zhao Kuo hurriedly persuaded him and said goodbye to Lejian, and then drove towards the horse suit.

He misses home very much.

Li Yu had arrived, and many guests were chatting. Di was bragging about his experiences on the road with them. Zhao Fu occasionally exposed his big words. Wang Fan was smiling and said something to Uncle Le. Ming and Li Yu rode a horse to tell Zhao Kuo about what happened after he left. Zhao Kuo's original reward was doubled through Ming's hands and sent it to the people. Li Yu conducted a detailed statistics on this.

Li Yu complained to Zhao Kuo: "Now more and more people are visiting you... I told them that you are not in the horse costume, and they are unwilling to leave. Many of them are noble children who come to study with you. They dare not live in the horse costume, for fear of disturbing the villagers. In order to express their sincerity, they sleep in the wilderness outside the horse costume, eating rough food, and they refuse to leave. I am afraid that they will freeze to death, so they kindly invite them into the horse costume, and they also disagree."

"And there are more people who want to be your disciple, there are thousands of people... from all over the place to go to the horse service... Some left when they learned that you were not here, saying that they would wait for you to come back to see you, and some lived with those who were studying..." Li Yu had a headache. Zhao Kuo's prestige was too high, and there were countless people who wanted to learn and want to work for him. Zhao Kuo left him to deal with the horse service affairs, and he was busy for a day and couldn't rest.

Zhao Kuo smiled and said to him: "You have done a good job. This time I went to Korea, so I will let you stay."

Li Yu looked at him in fear, shook his head, and said, "Let Di stay. He stays here and chats with those people, and no one dares to stay anymore."

"Li Yu!! What did you say?" Di's ears were still very aware and he suddenly became angry. He pointed to Xing not far away and said, "It's better to let Xing stay. With him, those people dare not disturb you!"

Fortunately, he looked up and said angrily: "Why don't you let Ge stay? Ge stays, and those who can scold him flee in panic!"

The guests laughed loudly, joking and yelling each other, but the atmosphere was very harmonious. Uncle Le, who was originally a little nervous, also laughed in such an atmosphere and was no longer so nervous. The sadness of these days disappeared in such laughter and scolding. Zhao Kuo was sitting in the carriage and actually joked with the guests. His carriage also left Handan in the respectful eyes of everyone.

Zhao Kuo and his guests had long been accustomed to this kind of gaze. Only Uncle Le was still a little uncomfortable. When he saw those Zhao people dared to stop the teacher's carriage boldly and wanted to talk to the teacher, the teacher was not angry, and even greeted them gently. This made Uncle Le a little confused. In Yan State, no civilians dared to intercept the frame of noble people. They had the qualification to crawl on the ground to express respect. Where was the qualification to talk?

Uncle Le couldn't help but walk to the teacher, wanting to speak but stop. Zhao Kuo saw his thoughts and asked with a smile: "Uncle Le, do you have anything to ask for advice?" Uncle Le nodded and asked courageously: "I heard that noble people treat humble people too close to them, they will no longer respect them. The teacher treats them intimately, but they have no disrespect for you. Why is this?"

"What are the humble people you know?"

"A person who has no talent, is of low origin, and is ignorant."

"What I know is different from you. The noble people I know are not because of their origin, nor because of their talents, but because of their contributions, their morality... Those who contribute to the country and the people, no matter their origin, are nobles. Just like the people I met just now, they have fought with me, bravely killing the enemy and protecting Zhao State. Can't their contributions and morality be said to be the actions of nobles?"

"I know that many people of noble origin and talented people have an affair with other kings, murder the talents of their own country, and persecut their own people. Isn't such behavior the act of humble people?"

"Xunzi said that anyone can become a saint, just by learning to improve one's morality and do more valuable things. I think whether this can be done is the gap between the humble and the noble."

Zhao Kuo said seriously. Among the guests, several people of low-class backgrounds were all lowered their heads and could not speak at this moment. However, nobles like Wang Fan frowned and thought about Zhao Kuo's answer. Isn't it based on their origins but on their behavior? Uncle Le seemed to understand something, and he suddenly said: "All the ones you met just now are gentlemen, not villains?" Zhao Kuo smiled and did not answer again.

"Teacher, I am a humble villain." Uncle Le suddenly spoke.

Everyone was shocked and looked at him hurriedly. Uncle Le said seriously: "I have never made any contributions. I am respected because of my father and eldest father. I have also done many evil things. So I am not as good as the people who blocked the road just now, because they have made great contributions to the country and they are brave..." Zhao Kuo shook his head and said: "What I said is whether you can improve your morality through learning. Now that you can realize this, you can improve yourself through learning and become a saint with your own behavior."

"Teacher, can you really become a saint?"

"Of course." Zhao Kuo's eyes were extremely bright. Uncle Le was stunned for a moment, and then nodded. The young Uncle Le silently set a goal for himself, and he wanted to become a saint!

Li Yu did not deceive Zhao Kuo. As soon as he approached the horse suit, Zhao Kuo was stunned. Outside the horse suit, there were bonfires everywhere, and there were young people snuggling in front of the bonfire. There were a large number of them, with nearly a hundred people. They gathered together according to their different hometowns and even nationalities. Such a cold climate was really unfriendly to them. I don’t know who started it, and said that he would always live outside the horse suit. The horse suit did not accept himself as his disciple for a day, so he would not leave for a day.

Such behavior was quickly imitated by everyone, which led to today's situation.

Looking around, the densely packed people are all people, most of them are young, and there are also a few older people. Judging from their clothes, the Zhao people are the most, followed by Qi people, Chu people, Yan people, Wei people, and even Qin people in black...They have a lot of numbers, huh? Qin people? No! Why did the Qin people come here? The Qin people have a strict household registration system, so they cannot leave their own country?

Looking at these people, Uncle Le seemed to feel threatened, stood tightly beside the carriage, and raised his head to look at them.

"Ma Fujun is here!!"
Chapter completed!