Zhao Yun looked at Guo Jia in confusion, a little unhappy. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask: "Who doesn't know what a hero is or a hero is?"

In Zhao Yun's impression, Liu Bei should be considered a hero.

"Hero? Hero?" Guo Jia took a sip of wine, leaned against the table beside him, hugged his arms, and looked at the crowd. Gan Ning pulled Huang Zhong, Wei Yan shouted and shouted, as if he had become the setter of this small atmosphere. Xiahou Lan and Taishi Ci were together, and Liu Xie was at the center of the crowd, talking and laughing appropriately.

"It's hard to say." Guo Jia laughed and said, "The heroes are born with the flow, and the heroes are against the will of heaven and change their destiny."

Zhao Yun looked at Guo Jia incomprehensible.

"Zilong is actually very suitable to be a hero." Guo Jia smiled.

"Me?" Zhao Yun looked at Guo Jia with some confusion.

"Well, you know you can't do it, but you're a hero, so their fate is usually miserable." Guo Jia smiled wickedly: "This is what Your Majesty said. Heroes are respectable, but he doesn't want to be heroes. Your Majesty wants to be heroes. He wants to live longer and he wants to revive the Han Dynasty, so he can't be a hero."

Zhao Yun continued to be confused, feeling that his three views were about to be subverted.

"The general situation is hard to change. However, for the sake of the idea in my heart, even though I know that I will die, even if I have millions of people, I will go. This is a hero, which is tragic, but respectable." Guo Jia smiled and said, "Although Jia does not know the person mentioned by Zilong, this person has a very tolerant way. He knows that he cannot do it and stays in the situation. The most amazing thing is that he can still gain a good reputation for himself. Such tasks are heroes and not heroes. If he has the chance in the future, he will definitely soar into the sky."

"This..." Zhao Yun was a little resistant and was unwilling to accept this statement. However, looking at Guo Jia's wild and unruly appearance, it seemed that he did not want to slander Liu Bei, but in his heart, Liu Bei had always appeared in the image of light and justice. However, if you compare what Liu Bei said and done with what Guo Jia said, you will find that it unexpectedly matched.

Guo Jia looked at Zhao Yun, shook his head with a smile, and suddenly said, "Do you know, what is the biggest difference between you and your brother Xiahou Lan?"

"Yun... I don't know." I didn't understand why Guo Jia raised the topic on him and Xiahou Lan again, Zhao Yun shook his head blankly.

"Although I don't know what your situation is, I can see that Xiahou Lan's situation has been worse than you since childhood, right?" Guo Jia asked.

Although he didn't want to admit it and never discriminated against Xiahou Lan because of this, Zhao Yun nodded. This is an indisputable fact. In terms of origin, although Zhao Yun is not a child of aristocratic families, he has a lot of assets in his family. However, Xiahou Lan is just an ordinary family. In terms of talent, Zhao Yun was determined by Tong Yuan as one of the few geniuses in the world and came to take disciples himself. However, Xiahou Lan knelt outside Tong Yuan's gate for three days and three nights before he could barely become a registered disciple.

"I don't know why Fengxiao said this?" Zhao Yun said in confusion.

"Because he is not as good as you, he works harder than you, and can see through people's hearts more. He has suffered setbacks since childhood, which also makes him more insightful about the worldly style than you. If you do not have the ability, your achievements in the court may not be better than him in the future." Guo Jia shook his head and sighed: "Zilong's life is too smooth, so he pursues too ideals. The wise ruler in Zilong's heart, if Jia guessed nothing wrong, he should be a hero, maybe the person you mentioned, is it right?"

Zhao Yun did not make excuses, but just looked at Guo Jia.

"Jia is also talking about these things with Your Majesty recently, learning to think in His Majesty's way of thinking. Although there are other factors, Zilong has this idea. Judging from your situation, it can be said that he has already foreseeed it." Guo Jia smiled.

"What Your Majesty said?" Zhao Yun said in confusion.

"Well, Your Majesty..." Guo Jia looked at Liu Xie in the center of the crowd: "Although it is not a peerless resource, it is very clear, and he is rarely influenced by others. Zilong's life is too smooth and he has arrogance in his bones. He wants to assist the wise master and make a great cause, but he will not consider the right time, place, and people."

"Take Zilong's example, no matter what his identity is, although he has a heroic posture, he has no heroic fortune. As for today's situation, the situation has gradually become clear. In the north, Yuan Shao's general situation has been achieved. Within ten years, Xuzhou may plan to compete with the court. However, this is a place of four battles, which can be a strategy, but it cannot be a foundation. In the land of Jiangdong, since ancient times, Jingxiang and Liu Biao have had a close relationship with Your Majesty. In the next hundred years, Jingxiang will be fully obtained by the court. As for Shu, after Liu Yan left, his son Liu Zhang may not be able to subdue the Shu family. He will be defeated over a long time, and may be able to plan. However, even if he gets this place, he can only sit and see the success or failure of the world. If he wants to leave Shu... it is difficult!"

Guo Jia sighed: "Even if he is late, if Zilong voted for him, twenty years later, he might be a general in Shu and then die of depression."

Zhao Yun looked at Guo Jia who had been drinking in front of him, and suddenly felt a little chill all over. This was the first time he saw someone analyze others so thoroughly.

"No chance?" Zhao Yun was a little disbelief. He felt that Liu Bei should be able to make a career.

"The small details can be changed, but the general trend is difficult to change. Shu Jia is ignorant. Zilong said it. Jia didn't know who this person is. His reputation is not obvious. Now even if the world changes, it is difficult to rise with his current reputation. He can only accumulate slowly. However, when he accumulates enough reputation, he is afraid that the overall situation in the north has been decided and missed the opportunity. If he is smart, he should submit to the court. If he insists on resisting, even if he blocks the attack of the court or other princes who have already unified the northern regions, it will only cause the world to fall into longer wars and will be of no use to the country. If Jia knows who this person is, he will definitely suggest that Your Majesty remove him first, so as not to change in the future." Guo Jia said at the end, a cold light flashed in his eyes that made Zhao Yun feel cold.

"Fengxiao, you..." Zhao Yun looked at Guo Jia with complicated eyes, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"If killing one person can save thousands of people from the suffering of war as soon as possible, this person should be killed! Whether a hero is a hero is no longer important." Guo Jia patted Zhao Yun on the shoulder, shook his head and left, leaving Zhao Yun alone, where he was alone.

Since he has already joined the court, and Liu Xie also valued him quite well. With Zhao Yun's personality, unless Liu Xie takes the initiative to drive him out of the court, he will never deviate from the court. It is precisely because of this that Guo Jia speaks. After all, even if Liu Xie doesn't care about this, it may become an excuse for others to deal with Zhao Yun in the future.

Politics is always dirty, and Zhao Yun is a little overly idealistic. Guo Jia thinks that there is nothing wrong with this, but some words cannot be said randomly, and they have nothing to do with correctness or not, but only with political stance. Since they have reached this point, Guo Jia feels that it is necessary to remind Zhao Yun.

"Sir, what did you say to Zilong?" Xiahou Lan looked at Zhao Yun who was staying there with some concern and asked in confusion.

"It's nothing, but Zilong suddenly asked me if there are any heroes in this world." Guo Jia took a sip of wine and laughed.

"Hero?" Xiahou Lan asked in confusion: "Is there any?"

"Yes." Guo Jia smiled and said, "All the dead are heroes."

What is this called?

He looked at Guo Jia with some dissatisfaction, but he was not Zhao Yun and he was not that close to Guo Jia. After Guo Jia last time he argued with the ministers, he was already Liu Xie's confidant, and he was not easy to scold him.

"General Xiahou, I have something to ask you." Guo Jia suddenly turned his head and looked at Xiahou Lan and said.

"Sir, please speak." Xiahou Lan hurriedly bowed.

Guo Jia said the character Zhao Yun described before: "You are always with Zilong, do you know who is this?"

"Liu Bei, Liu Xuande, I heard that he always regarded himself as the descendant of King Jing of Zhongshan." Xiahou Lan nodded: "This man himself has good martial arts, but the real one is his two brothers, each of whom has the courage to be unworthy of thousands of men."

Xiahou Lan really doesn't like Liu Bei, but the two generals Guan and Zhang are full of martial arts, which makes Xiahou Lan admire him.

"Zhongshan Jing Prince?" Xiahou Lan sneered and nodded, stopped talking, turned around and threw away the empty wine bowl and walked towards Gan Ning.

Ha, at that time, there were as many as 100 sons as King Jing of Zhongshan, and they had reproduced from generation to generation. Now, if all his descendants gathered together, they would be afraid of forming an army. Not to mention true or false, even if it was true, the value of the Han clan relatives was a bit terrible. However, in Guo Jia's opinion, there were many lies. After all, the descendants of King Jing of Zhongshan were the most difficult to check. Not to mention this chaotic era, even when the world was peaceful, it would probably not be easy to check the genealogy of King Jing of Zhongshan.

The banquet was still lively. After all, except for Liu Xie and a group of ministers, most of the men in the army were military men. After the initial nervousness, they were relieved by the wine paralysis.

"Bang"

With a muffled sound, a guard seemed to be hit hard by something, his whole body flew backwards, and fell about a meter away before landing. Blood in his mouth surged out, and there were internal organs mixed in between. The entire chest armor was sunk in, his eyes were wide open, and he could not survive.

The sudden change was accompanied by waves of roars and howls, which made the originally lively dinner quiet. Then, everyone looked back and saw a group of uninvited guests breaking in with a violent and grief-inspired aura. The guards in charge of guarding the school ground could not stop them.

Then, in the crowd, Huchuquan rushed up like a mad tiger. His blood-covered eyes flashed with a breath like a wounded lone wolf, which made people feel cold in their hearts. Behind him, there were 300 Hun guards who came to Chang'an with him. At this moment, each of them emitted a breath that was particularly terrifying. They leaned against Huchuquan and looked at the crowd gradually surrounding him. Everyone's eyes were flashing with a look of looking at the death.
Chapter completed!