Chapter 615: Talking
After Ma Di fell ill, Zhuge Liang released him from prison and placed him in a wing in the county mansion, which was not too far from the room where Feng Yong was tortured.
Feng Yong lay on the soft couch and was carried into Ma Di's ward.
Feng Yong was slightly surprised when he saw Ma Su on the sick bed.
Although he was mentally prepared, Ma Su's current appearance was still beyond his expectation.
With a sallow face and dull eyes, he lay there like a breathing mummy, looking lifeless. Most people who have no motivation to continue living look like this.
“I haven’t seen you for more than ten days, but I didn’t expect you to look like this!”
Feng Yong exclaimed.
Hearing the unforgettable voice, Ma Su, who was motionless, suddenly turned his head and saw Feng Yong lying on the soft couch. An unspeakable look flashed in his eyes, and then dimmed again.
I saw him open his mouth, make two "ho ho" sounds in his throat, and spit out a few words, "Where did you come from?"
I guess I haven’t spoken for a long time, so these words are a bit unclear.
“Come and see you.”
"What's so good about a dying person? I'm so ashamed that I don't dare to see you. Please come back."
Ma Su turned his head, not daring to face Feng Yong.
When Feng Yong saw his appearance, he was immediately furious, "You thought I wanted to come see you? Now everyone knows that you got sick because of my humiliation. The prime minister was so angry that he punished you I, Army Stick, ordered me to come here myself, so that you can see me in such a miserable state."
“Has the prince been punished?”
“Without punishment, how could I lie down and be unable to stand up?”
Feng Yong said angrily.
Ma Su let out a long sigh and then turned his head, "It's really unsettling that someone who is guilty of death has implicated the king."
Feng Yong sneered, "What does your peace or uneasiness have to do with me? I came here just to ask you a few words."
“Your Majesty, please ask me.”
“Is it really because of me that you are like this now?”
“No. In fact, the fault is self-inflicted.”
“Then do you hate me?”
Upon hearing this, Ma Su glanced at Feng Yong with complicated eyes, moved his lips, and after a while, he whispered, "No."
"You have a broad mind." Feng Yong chuckled, his eyes full of sneer, "Although I beat you up when we were at the street pavilion, but to tell you the truth, you don't hate me, but I still feel angry in my heart. Can’t let go.”
"I beat you not only because the soldiers sacrificed in vain, but also because I can't stand your stupidity."
When Ma Su heard this, a sickly blush appeared on his face, and he suddenly coughed violently.
Xiang Lang, who had been outside the house, rushed in, rubbed Ma Su's back, and said to Feng Yong, "How can a prince bully others too much?"
Feng Yong ignored Xiang Lang and continued to say to Ma Su, "Since you claim to have read a lot about military literature and want to show what you have learned, let me ask you, have you ever personally trained soldiers since you led the army?" ?”
“Have you ever inspected the military camp every day? Have you ever eaten what the soldiers eat every day? Do you know what the morale is like in the army? Have you made any plans to prepare for an attack by thieves?”
Ma Su only coughed, but did not answer Feng Yong's words.
"Han Xin, the Marquis of Huaiyin, is powerful enough, right? But first he was hated by the pavilion chief's wife, and then he was given food by the old woman. Then he was humiliated in the crotch. He threw himself at Xiang Yu but couldn't use it. He rushed to Emperor Gaozu and was almost beheaded. Finally, he was I can worship the general."
“Even Emperor Guangwu had the dilemma of riding a bull into battle, and the humiliation of having to plead guilty to his enemies when his eldest brother was killed for no reason. If Emperor Guangwu could not endure the humiliation and bear the heavy burden, how could the Han Dynasty rise again?”
"You are from a prominent family in Xiangyang and have little reputation. You claim to be proficient in the art of war. You can only lead a large army if you are favored by the prime minister. How much higher is your starting point than them? I didn't expect that you acted inappropriately when you faced the battle."
"Loss of Lueyang, defeat of Street Pavilion, almost ruined the Northern Expedition. After a setback, he became seriously ill and couldn't bear it. He seems ashamed, but in fact he is just a coward who wants to avoid the criticism of the world!"
"Historical writing is like a knife. Do you think your actions will be spared by history books because of your evasion? No! If you really become depressed like this, those who come after you will only laugh at you for being just another person who talks on paper. "
"When an honest official worships the minister, he can shoulder a thorn and plead guilty. Only when the king of Chuzhuang knows his mistakes and can correct them can he have the career of the five hegemons of the Spring and Autumn Period. Although you have made big mistakes now, you do have great talents. If you can understand your shame and then be brave, I think you will be better in the future. You will definitely achieve great things, and when the time comes, people will only praise your beauty, how can they destroy your shortcomings?"
The scholars of the former Han Dynasty were able to speak well and carry a sword to kill people.
In the early period of the Later Han Dynasty, although the emphasis on Confucianism led to a slight suppression of martial arts, the six skills of a gentleman were always indispensable.
It’s just that as time goes by, it becomes more and more obvious that the upper class values Confucianism over martial arts.
Cui Zhouping, one of Zhuge Liang's "Four Friends", whose father Cui Lie was a Taiwei of the Han Dynasty.
At that time, Cui Zhouping angered Cui Lie and was chased and beaten by Cui Lie. He also called Cui Zhouping a "dead soldier". From this, we can see that at the end of the Later Han Dynasty, the status of soldiers had begun to decline.
To this day, the feather fan scarf is popular among Confucian generals, which has traces of the original history of the Wei and Jin Dynasties.
Ma Su was also infected with some of these bad habits.
Feng Yong likes to see this kind of ethos in his enemies, but he hates it on his own side.
So when he slapped Ma Su, he may not have had the intention of suppressing this trend - I can't control that much, but I at least want to control what I can.
After Feng Yongbo's quarrel, regardless of how the two of them reacted, he stood up on his own and moved out step by step.
Left behind were Xiang Lang, who was stunned, and Ma Su, who stopped coughing at some point and stared blankly at the back of the figure who walked out in a ridiculous posture.
Seeing that Feng Yong was about to disappear at the door, Ma Su breathed a long sigh of relief, sat up alone, and silently gave a deep salute to Feng Yong's back.
Seeing Ma Su's appearance, Xiang Lang was overjoyed. Knowing that most of his knots in his heart were gone, he quickly chased after him, supported Feng Yong, and whispered, "General Feng's words are really enlightening. I will definitely come to visit you in the future." Thank you."
Feng Yong glanced behind him secretly, and then smiled, "Xiang Changshi is an elder, so there is no need to mention the matter of thanking him again."
“But if you really want to talk about it, Yong really wants to ask Xiang Changshi for something. As long as Ma Di’s illness can really be cured, then Yong Ke will be shameless and come to ask for help.”
Xiang Lang sighed after hearing this, "I have only been in contact with General Feng for half a day. Is this the second time I have been tricked by General Feng? General Feng's reputation for being gentle and gentle is truly well-deserved."
“Ouch, it hurts so much…”
Feng Yong groaned.
"As long as You Chang can be cured, I will do my best to do whatever General Feng asks for."
Xiang Lang looked at Feng Yong and said helplessly.
"Youxiang Changshi's words will make Nayong feel relieved."
"The prime minister has already arranged a place for the general to live. The general should go back and rest early."
"Oh, by the way, there is a medical officer in my camp. He is a famous doctor named Fan Qi. Please send a message to Chang Shi and ask him to come and take a look at Ma Di."
Fan Qi is Feng Yong's personal doctor, Fan A's direct grandson, and he is also the one with the best talent in studying medicine. After the battle in Jieting, he was sent by Feng Yong to the army to treat the wounded.
Besides, Feng Yong was really worried about leaving the injury on his **** to others for treatment.
(End of this chapter)