The solar system is broken

"You want to see me?" Gao got straight to the point without saying much nonsense.

"Not really," You should never show your weakness in negotiations at any time, and requests need to be put forward tactfully.

"Um?"

"Boom!" A fighter plane took off from the river valley.

t12y retreated far away.

The YU fighter jet raised a long tail of exhaust in the sky, splitting the sky in half.

Yu performed some simple rolls and flew sideways in the sky, like a nimble bird.

"Do you know Moss?" Huo Shan didn't drink, he didn't think it was necessary.

"Head of state?" Gao didn't know why.

"His master used to be named Bovor!" Shadows suddenly gathered on Huo Shan's face.

"Shut up!" The cup in Gao Bing's hand suddenly tightened and he paused on the stone table. This matter was taboo in the city and no one dared to speak out.

"Humph!" Huo Shan sneered.

"This is taboo!"

"There is another person, Ding Ling!"

"That's enough!" Gao Bingzhi made everyone feel bad.

"You know best who Moss is. Do you think you won't make the same mistakes this time?"

What Moss did, the inner government knew very well.

Bovor's death was not simple.

Huo Shan was not very clear, but various files from Guangtai showed that this conspiracy was related to two people, Ding Ling and Moss.

When Moss came to power, there was a direct purge, and veteran base employees like Guangrao also resigned and were decentralized.

Half of the seven generals were replaced, and the members of the parliament were reshuffled.

Of course, it was not smooth sailing for Moss to become the boss, as he did not have military power.

In fact, Moss supported Huoshan to violently overthrow the old government, and also hoped that Huoshan would lean towards Moss.

But judging from recent events, Huoshan's attitude towards the administrative department is also vague, and Moss has lost patience.

With this bill, the government is ready to put its hands into the pockets of the military.

"Before meeting you, I met Moss once," Huo Shan said in a very cold tone.

"Why should I hug you for warmth and turn to the head of state? I can do the same..."

"Then why did you come to see me?" Huo Shan didn't give Gao Bing a chance to finish his words.

"..."

"Do you believe he will let you go?"

Moss controlled the civil affairs officers, spies and legal officers, and Durancy was also ambiguous with him as the speaker.

Among the seven generals, he alone is the most powerful.

Gao Bing pondered, his eyes scanning the front, Yu fighter planes were soaring, he stood up slowly, and walked towards the cliff with his hands on his back.

"What did you and Moss talk about that day?"

The wind slowly blew up his loose robe, giving him a lightness like a piece of paper.

"He wants to assign the air force to civil affairs officials or set up military inspectors in the army."

No one from Huo Shan would agree.

The air force is a proper technical arm. If an army cannot mobilize its armed forces smoothly during combat, how can victory be guaranteed?

As for the so-called supervision, Huo Shan cannot accept it. This is cannibalization.

Unlike the original staff officers who came in, the supervisors can speak for themselves.

The rewards and punishments directly affect the entire army, and win over people's hearts in another direction.

"You refused?"

"Um."

"Aren't you afraid of revenge?" Gao Bing asked back.

"I don't mind subverting it again," Huo Shan's tone was very calm, but full of killing intent.

Afraid? It’s impossible.

"Okay, then General, what do you want from my inner court?"

Pretending to be confused while pretending to understand is a lot of nonsense and routines.

"If Moss controls the military again, he will be the emperor in the city-state. I hope you will consider it."

"The inner government is already weak, and with the judicial officers being manipulated by the head of state, your situation will become even more difficult."

"Are there any benefits to cooperating with you?" Gao Bing turned around, his short hair was flowing, and his eyes were bright.

"You also said that the head of state is powerful, I think he will bring more benefits."

"What's more, what advantage do you have over Moss?"

Huo Shan stood up, standing upright like a mountain, with his hands behind his back, "Sir, do you know the Theory of the Six Kingdoms?"

"The rulers of Yan and Zhao had a far-sighted strategy and would not bribe Qin with justice."

"If you submit a plan and appoint an official, if you follow the seal, you will invite troops. If you present a plan, the land will be reduced. If you follow the seal, your reputation will be humbled. If the land is reduced, the country will be degraded. If your reputation is humble, the government will be in chaos."

(What Huo Shan means is that Moss is so powerful that others may not favor you if you seek refuge with him.)

(If you want to gain Moss's trust, you have to show something practical.)

(The result of giving benefits is that your cake will be smaller, and you will also become shorter in status.)

(To take refuge in Moss is to commit suicide.)

Gao Bing squinted his eyes and looked into the turbulent distance.

A very large transport plane slowly took off.

A huge roar swept through the clouds and roared out.

The army's strength has expanded and is no longer able to withstand it.

"You know that Moss is unkind and unkind."

"I can't count the number of people who helped him but were forced to leave the field by him," Huo Shan stretched out his hands and shook them.

"How do you want to collaborate?"

Gao Bing naturally knows the importance of it. At this point, no one is unsmart.

Each of the seven generals has a hair on his head, otherwise they would have been eaten to the point where no bones would be left.

It's basically better for Huo Shan to know about this.

When negotiating, you can't always talk about what you can give the other party.

You have to say how serious the consequences will be if the other party doesn't cooperate with you.

In this way, the other party will be more active when they come closer.

"This cannot be rushed."

"Huh? The new recruits will start training immediately."

"I think we can gain more benefits by maintaining a bad relationship first," Huo Shan's lips curled up.

"Huh?" Gao Bing was stunned for a moment, but soon understood and felt slightly cold in his heart, "You are really an expert in conspiracy."

"Compliment obliquely," Huo Shan picked up the wine glass on the table and handed it to Gao Bing.

Gao Bin took the cup in his hand blankly, Huo Shan touched the small porcelain cup lightly with a smile, "Happy cooperation."

“A pleasure to work with~”

"Keng!"

The water splashed and the two men drank a glass together.

"Details about cooperation..."

Huo Shan waved his hand, "This kind of trivial matter will be discussed later. Today we will talk about philosophy."

philosophy?

Gao Bing was stunned.

Does Huo Shan understand? I don’t really understand.

If he insists on talking about philosophy, he knows a little bit about historical materialist philosophy and dialectical materialism.

As for the previous origins of Feuerbach and Hegel, Huo Shan has zero understanding.

But what is surprising is that Gao Bing understands philosophy.

He told Huoshan about Heydrich, Sartre, and Sima.

So Huo Shanyunshan listened to Gao's philosophy for two hours without daring to question it.

Although you don’t understand it, it doesn’t matter. Marx’s philosophy is omnipotent. If you understand one, you can refute it.

Taoyuan Mountain is high.

Fighter planes rumble.

It's another peaceful day.

"Heydrich believed that all the so-called existences before him were existence, that is, being..."

Two suns look down on this world helplessly.

"What he calls existence is something that emerges from being, that is, be."

The clouds are thin, and birds are soaring in the high clouds.

"Be is the light in the darkness, illuminating all things, and all things are being..."

"To explore the truth of the world, what must be done is to find a special reference, that is, Dasein. Heidegger named man Dasein."

Huo Shan was puzzled.

"Compared with the materialistic dichotomy of subject and object, human beings and Dasein are integrated into one body, similar to the Taoist two-dimensional interdependence."

Huo Shan was puzzled.

"Thus Heidegger believes that art is the independent ingestion of truth (truth is Dasein), and literature and art thus..."

Huo Shan was really puzzled.

...

(In fact, Heidegger is difficult to understand. Those who do not have a systematic understanding will be put off by his obscurity.)

(But if you read it carefully, it will still be helpful.)

...

"As for the origin of art, it is generally recognized in West Malaysia that witchcraft and labor have a common origin."

“In fact, ancient Western literary commentators were more inclined to imitate and represent.”

Huo Shan definitely shouldn't do it. He also has nine years of compulsory education. Why is he so over-developed?

"What does General Huo think?"

"Emm, I personally think it's more accurate to have multiple causes coming together."

"Oh?~" Gao Bing was a little surprised. He didn't expect Huo Shan to have studied literature and art.

"For example, the theory of the origin of labor, which is about 'breaking bamboo, renewing bamboo, flying earth, chasing meat,' is indeed literature, but it is obvious that, like those lyrical works, 'Qi animals and things are touching, so they shake the temperament and move the people.

All chanting and dancing are not inspired by labor."

"Moreover, the initial definition of literature and art is vague, and the origin is also vague and difficult to say."

Gao Bing nodded, seeing that Huo Shan had something, but not much.

YC1 floated and finally landed gracefully, and the airport burst into cheers.

It seems that the whole experiment was very successful.

Crunch!

A car stopped steadily in front of Taoyuan Pavilion.

No pictures were taken of the car, it just had the words "Guangtai" written on it, needless to say it was here to pick up Huo Shan.

"Sorry~" Huo Shan gently put down the cup in his hand, "I have to leave, please don't contact me if you need anything."

"Walk slowly~" He gently raised his wine glass.

The guard stepped forward and saluted Huo Shan with a military salute.

Huo Shan nodded and got into the passenger seat.

The guard glanced at Gao, pulled up the handbrake, turned the car around and drove away.

Gao Bing squinted his eyes and looked at the car silhouette in the distance, not knowing what to think.

Regarding Huo Shan's evaluation, I am a little unsure.

Call him rude, he can also express a swaying temperament. As for elegance, that has absolutely nothing to do with it.

"Strange man~"

Drink it all in one gulp.

...

But Huo Shan, who was in the car, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

I feel a little ashamed, I still read less books, I feel completely crushed.

"General~" the guard handed a sealed envelope to Huo Shan.

"Um?"

"From the 112th Regiment."

Speaking of the 112th Regiment, Huo Shan had seen the battle report and was a little angry.

"What happened again?" he wondered.

"No, it's a letter from a writer."

Huo Shan then remembered that the writer was still in the 1112th Regiment.

To be fair, Huo Shan was still very surprised when he saw the battle report and the whole process of the writer's command.

It is still very intimidating for a person who has never fought in a war to command an army and use mobile warfare, pincer offensives, and a bunch of awesome tactics.

I have to say that a writer is a good material for fighting.

If given time, maybe...

Huo Shan shook his head again. A man who was out of breath after walking a few steps went to the battlefield to command the army and was not afraid of others laughing at him.

But...the writer is indeed a talent.

Click~

Open gently.

A telegram was revealed.

...

Your Majesty, Mr. Guangtai. (I miss you very much, Mr. Huo Shan. Guangtai is the official title of Huo Shan.)

In the past, I left my hometown and the wall and traveled far away to other lands across the river. I did not leave the foot of Guangtai in a hurry for nearly a season. Now I have no choice but to seek help from Guangtai.

In the Battle of Hequ, the New 2nd Regiment killed the enemy. The troops in the south were in danger, and they lamented all day and night, fearing that the entrustment would not be effective, which would damage the light of Guangtai. Today, Nandu troops are in the east, and they watch Guangtai in the north day and night to send their generals to relieve the south.

danger.

(Hequ is finished and I can’t do it anymore. Please quickly find someone to replace me.)

Ying (beginning) Zhisuo listens to the golden cage, which is not as good as the free cry in the forest. (Ouyang Xiu's "Thrush", I am as free as the wind, you can't keep me.)

I have another private matter, asking my relatives and friends for their well-being.

Shang Xicai replied and praised Wen Qi. (Return to me soon and wish you a long and prosperous career.)

...

This telegram was interesting and full of desire for survival, which made Huo Shan smile.

The writer lowered himself to beg Huo Shan to let him go.

"Why is General so happy?"

"Good thing." Huo Shan gently tossed the telegram, and the piece of paper flew away.

"Flying."

"Can't fly."

"??"

"The tame bird misses the old forest, and the pond fish misses the old abyss. It's a pity, you can't escape~" Huo Shan was in a good mood, "I need a strong general."