Son of Heaven

"In fact, I can give you the simplest example. Competition and win-win between countries do exist now, just like two famous boxers. As long as they play, everyone will have expensive appearance fees, but for more They must attack, attack, and keep attacking until the opponent is defeated, so that they can firmly grasp the future interests in their own hands. Do you really expect that one of them is about to knock down the opponent? The victorious boxer suddenly stopped and said to the referee, that's enough, that's it, I don't want to fight anymore, is this possible?" Liang Chen asked closely.

"No." Oshima Yuri shook his head flatly.

"That's it. Therefore, our Huaxia and you Fusang are like two boxers on the ring. Unless one of the opponents falls down, we will never be able to achieve real stability and peace. Of course, a better way is , the two boxers will never face each other in the ring, each fights his own way, and does not invade each other. This is naturally the best, and this is also the common thinking of people of insight. We can sit down when the other side is boxing. Cheering and cheering for each other in the audience, but always cleverly avoiding our direct dialogue. Of course, this requires us to have the ability to break through the shackles of the boxing organization and freely choose opponents, although we in China have not yet had this ability, but it is undeniable that we have been working hard in this direction. But you Fusang, under the instigation and courage of Uncle Sam, have been acting as cannon fodder and vanguard who are not afraid of death, instigating the conflict between the two countries time and time again. The national hatred of the enemy, deliberately provoked disputes, never repented, only knew how to respond to others, for such an opponent, what we can do is to beat him, knock him down, let him know how powerful he is, and then obediently withdraw My own paws, go back to my old den to lick my wounds, and don't dare to come out to make troubles again. It's that simple." Liang Chen chuckled, and said while stirring the coffee in his cup with Yin Jiu.

Oshima Yuri looked at his black jade-like eyes with a complicated expression, and after a long while, he sighed, "You are right. In fact, if it were us, we would do the same."

"That's it. In fact, the hospitality and broad-mindedness of Chinese people are famous all over the world, but hospitality is not indiscriminate between good and evil, and broad-mindedness is also not cowardly and incompetent. Chinese people are always prepared with two hands for visitors from afar. The other is good wine. , with a shotgun in one hand. When friends come, they have good wine, and when wolves come, they have shotguns. Yes, we will never be a warlike nation. I always pray for peace, but the history of humiliation for nearly a hundred years has taught us that peace is never dependent on good intentions. Kindness and the so-called tolerance can wait and look forward to it. Therefore, I think this is the most rational and realistic way of thinking, neither left nor right, just right." Liang Chen stood up Come, walk to the window, and look at a white cloud in the sky with your hands behind your back. [

Oshima Yuri sat back in the chair, sighed again, and smiled bitterly, "Actually, I have to admit that your theory of swords and roses is indeed very practical, but it is not so philistine. It is sharp and profound, and hits the nail on the head, which is a universally applicable truth.”

"You have won the prize." Liang Chen said with a faint smile. Just as he was speaking, the phone in his arms rang. Ji's phone call to him, who else but the Northwest dictator who kidnapped him?