Chapter 20 "Tian Kehan" is a fart

  Du He saw that the guard's every step, stride was completely consistent, and not intentionally pretentious, but the result of being honed to perfection. He couldn't help but secretly admire the guard in front of him even more.

  I'm even more curious about the great person he mentioned, who can get such excellent protection. Isn't that great person even more extraordinary?

  Arriving at the elegant room on the third floor, the guard knocked on the door.

  "Come in!"

  Only two words were heard from Yajian's room.

  Although it was only two words, they were filled with supreme majesty in his tone.

  Du He followed the guard in.

  The decoration in the hall is very elegant, with both calligraphy and paintings, as well as potted landscapes, all placed just right, making people feel relaxed and happy.

  Ke Duhe, however, was in no mood to appreciate the scenery, for his attention had been captured by someone.

  A man in his thirties or forties sat elegantly by the window, with a pot of wine and several small dishes, his whole person seemed to blend in with the environment, everything looked so natural.

  A middle-aged man smiled and gazed at Du He, Du He was also looking at him.

  The middle-aged man's appearance was almost eerily handsome, and what made the deepest impression on people were his eyes, bright and clear, shining with a dazzling light, like lightning. His head of jet-black hair was adorned with a silk crown, and his remaining hair fell over his shoulders, complementing his majestic demeanor, which made people involuntarily admire him.

  Du He took a deep breath of cool air, this kind of person, he had never met before.

  Middle-aged people see Du He Ying Hua introverted, with bright and spiritual eyes, calm and composed, without showing any alertness or curiosity due to the inexplicable invitation, a nonchalant and fearless attitude, also secretly admiring.

  "Are you Du Xiang's son, the creator of the Du body font, Du He?" The middle-aged man smiled slightly.

  "Knowing is asking!" Du He came over and sat down beside him, took a glance at the crowd outside the window, and smiled: "It's a good spot, you know how to enjoy yourself!"

  The middle-aged man smiled slightly and didn't say anything.

  "Let me treat you to a drink!"

  Du He poured wine for the middle-aged man with the wine he brought before filling his own cup.

  Then he raised his cup and laughed: "You treat me, I'll treat you, neither of us owes the other anything!"

  "What a great mutual non- indebtedness!" The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed: "Du Jia'erlang, really isn't someone who suffers losses!"

  Du He smiled slightly, put down his wine cup and said: "Losing is not pleasant, especially losing to a stranger. You are an important person, inviting me, a small person, to drink wine, you must have an ulterior motive. However, I won't accept your invitation."

  The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback, then burst out laughing and raised his cup to drain it in one gulp. Wiping the wine stains from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, he said with a flourish: "You really are quick-witted and fast-tongued! I'm used to hearing flattery, but your words were unexpectedly pleasant to hear. Come, let me toast you!"

  He handed Du He Man a cigarette, smiled and said: "I don't have any other intentions, I just want to chat with you, talk about family matters!"

  "Nonsense, who would believe it!" Du He's eyes rolled back, and he immediately sneered: "If you didn't have ulterior motives, what would you be chatting with a stranger about? Even if you're not trying to take advantage of me, you must be trying to get something out of me. However, I don't mind, I'm Du He, not some kind of gentleman, but I'm also straightforward and have nothing to hide."

  The middle-aged man's eyes sparkled with surprise, and after carefully examining him for a while, he sighed: "You've really changed a lot, whether it's your appearance, demeanor, or temperament, all of which can make people heartbroken."

  Du He said lightly: "Do you know me? But sorry, I don't remember you, so there's no need to flatter me."

  "Before you got amnesia, we met once." The middle-aged man said, and really started chatting with Du He.

  They talked about all sorts of things and boasted to each other.

  From astronomy and geography to literature and military strategy, the middle-aged man's words were remarkably insightful. His extensive knowledge and profound learning left others in awe.

  Du He was not willing to show weakness either, having never eaten pork, could it be that he had never seen a pig run?

  Two thousand years of experience is not for nothing, no matter what middle-aged people say, Du He can always keep up with the conversation and often comes out with astonishing words, leaving those middle-aged people staring blankly and secretly admiring.

  A middle-aged man mentioned the historical "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", but Du He started talking about the novel "Three Kingdoms" instead, mentioning things like the Oath of the Peach Garden and the three heroes fighting against Lü Bu, leaving him bewildered.

  He burst out laughing and said: "What a magnificent Lü Bu, so majestic! He lives up to the saying 'Among men, there is Lü Bu; among horses, there is Red Hare'."

  He paused for a moment, and said with a hint of meaning: "However, you say that the trend of the world is that after a long period of division there must be unity, and after a long period of unity there must be division. I dare not agree with this view, can't my great Tang dynasty last forever?"

  Du He was stunned and didn't know how to respond. Although the Tang Dynasty did not ban speech, citizens could discuss state affairs freely. However, if one were to say that the Tang would inevitably perish and the dynasty would be destroyed, it would be a crime punishable by decapitation.

  The middle-aged man saw through Du He's politeness and smiled: "It was just a casual conversation after drinking, but it doesn't matter."

  Du He smiled and replied: "What's all this nonsense about 'thousand autumns and ten thousand generations'? It's just a bunch of empty words to scare people. Just like that phrase 'long live for ten thousand years', can one person really live for ten thousand years? People aren't turtles, they don't have such long lifespans."

  The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, "What you said is not unreasonable, but how many people in the world can see through birth, aging, illness and death?"

  "But rest assured, the current emperor is wise and powerful. As long as he's in power, our Tang Dynasty will only move forward, not backward." Du He said with a smile, his face seemingly showing some intoxication.

  The middle-aged man listened with some surprise and delight, laughing: "You have a high opinion of the current Emperor?"

  "Well, this is natural. In terms of literary talent, only Wenjing can compare with him in history, and in terms of military achievements, only Qin Huang and Han Wu can be compared to him. But if the two are combined, it can be said that there is no one before him."

  Middle-aged people sometimes blush, just like they've had too much wine.

  "However, Your Majesty would be even better if you could be less self-loving." Du He drank wine with a dazed expression.

  "Narcissism?" The middle-aged man raised an eyebrow, his face somewhat strange.

  "Not bad, it's narcissistic, that is, too confident, too indulged in infinite success, and a little short-sighted."

  A narcissistic middle-aged person may not understand the meaning of this sentence, but shortsightedness is all too clear.

  "You're talking about a shortsighted method!" The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, and a pair of tiger-like eyes shot out a sharp and intimidating aura.

  "How to put it, mainly because he was too good to the aliens. The title of 'Tian Kehan' made him float in the air. In my opinion, 'Tian Kehan' is just a fart, with no practical use at all. As long as the aliens are strong and our Great Tang Dynasty declines, this 'Tian Kehan' will become their target for slaughter. They do admire the prosperity of our Great Tang Dynasty, but on the other hand, admiration breeds envy, and envy leads to the desire to take it by force. They don't make a move now because they lack the strength, but once they gain power, they will inevitably show their sharp teeth."

  The middle-aged man's face sank, his eyes gradually lit up, and then revealed an unbalanced expression. "What do you know? My great Tang is indeed powerful and prosperous, but it's also like being on thin ice. In the political arena, if you're not a friend, you're an enemy. Outsiders come to surrender, and if my great Tang doesn't welcome them with a broad mind, they will become strong enemies. They will be afraid of my great Tang because they are not as powerful, and they will target my great Tang. If it were just one tribe, my great Tang would not be afraid, but there are dozens of surrounding tribes. If we make an enemy of each one, and they unite to oppose us, how can my great Tang have a moment's peace? Rather than that, why not use the barbarians to control the barbarians, accept their surrender, let them guard the borders of my great Tang, and spare the people of my great Tang from war?"

  Du He's heart was filled with reverence, but he couldn't help but smile secretly.

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