Chapter 1 The Morning

It was early morning.

Zheng Boye woke up.

He Chunlai was making breakfast.

This former righteous man of Jin, after meeting Fan Li, had been forcibly developed into a new profession.

His attainments in food could be described as first-class; once he became familiar with Zheng Boye's tastes, he could immediately make the corresponding dishes.

To put it bluntly, in terms of food, even after thousands of years, the changes were not that great. Deliciousness and exquisiteness were eternal themes.

Oh, the changes here were not that great, referring to the privileged class.

You would find that what the nobles ate a thousand years ago was not that different from what the nobles ate a thousand years later.

Zheng Boye's breakfast was simple but exquisite:

Two fried eggs, fried to be fluffy;

Four fried馒头 (mantou) slices, golden;

A glass of goat milk.

In the military camp, there was a separate place dedicated to raising chickens that laid eggs and goats that produced milk for the Earl of Pingye.

This was the benefit of being close to home on the battlefield. Besides, Zheng Boye didn't think he was extravagant or extravagant. Instead of eating with the soldiers and sharing their joys and sorrows, it would be more practical and rewarding to find ways to improve the soldiers' food standards.

While eating breakfast, the Blind Man came in, sat down directly, picked up a fried 馒头 (mantou) slice and took a bite, saying:

"Master, Xu Youcheng's troops have already settled in the rear camp."

The number of savage slave soldiers was too large. They were consumables on the battlefield. Since ancient times, there have been countless examples of driving slaves to fight.

But this method also had instability, and if it was not done well, it might hurt oneself.

For example, if slave soldiers were stationed near one's own central army camp, if there was any disturbance or the slave soldiers inside rioted, it could easily trigger a chain reaction.

Therefore, stationing them in a rear camp, depositing and withdrawing them as needed, could minimize the risk.

Of course, the most important thing was that this was an offensive battle, and both sides of an offensive battle were actually constrained. What they were fighting was also a rigid battle. Therefore, Zheng Boye could arrange it like this. If it were an encounter or a flanking battle, such an arrangement would be equivalent to completely exposing one's weakest link to the opponent.

The Great Prince's first Wangjiang battle was defeated in this way. Marquis Jingnan once kicked the Great Prince and scolded him for not dispersing the left-wing army. If there had been 10,000 Zhenbei troops in the left-wing army at that time, they would not have been forcibly pushed down Wangjiang by the savages.

"Well, can the armor and military equipment keep up?" Zheng Fan asked.

The Blind Man shook his head and said, "The auxiliary soldiers' armor and weapons can keep up, but it is difficult for the slave soldiers to keep up, and it is not convenient to manage them if we prepare military equipment for them in advance.

When driving them to attack the city, let the people behind pick up the weapons and bows of those who died in front and continue."

Zheng Boye took a sip of goat milk and nodded.

"Your subordinate suggests delaying the time for Gou Moli to come to the front line. Wait until the real siege is about to begin before letting Ah Li escort him over. Gou Moli understands those savages and is also good at inciting them to die.

If he is brought here too early, your subordinate is worried that there will be accidents.

After he incites several batches of savages to attack the city and die, the possibility of him causing accidents will be much smaller."

"Well, next time, let's talk about this kind of topic after I finish breakfast. You know, I was refreshed early in the morning, but after talking about these things, I feel a little depressed."

"Yes, your subordinate was negligent."

"No, I'm just being pretentious, haha. Would you like to eat some more?"

"Your subordinate ate before coming here. Yesterday, the sentry also captured a Chu soldier alive and brought him back. I interrogated him this morning, but didn't get anything out of him."

"Okay, then let's go out for a walk."

"Yes, Master."

Zheng Boye and the Blind Man walked out of the big tent.

Going to the Prince's tent for a meeting had to be in the evening; starting now was too early.

"These days, the weather has been rare and cool."

Zheng Boye said, stretching.

"Master, the rainy season is coming. At this time, Yingdu and Wangjiang should have entered the rainy season. We will probably be soon too."

"I asked Ah Cheng. This doesn't have much impact on us when attacking the city anyway. The impact is mutual, and the defenders will not be able to use some of their siege equipment and preparations because of the rain.

However, the Chu people's military camps will be very troublesome on rainy days. Once the ground becomes muddy and forms a mud pool, our war horses will not be able to charge at all. If infantry charges dismounted, they will easily be blocked."

"Yes."

"Also, prepare more medicinal materials. When the rainy season comes, people will easily get sick."

"Master, don't worry, your subordinate has already prepared them. In addition, I have specially sent people to the Tian Duan Mountains to collect medicine. It is impossible to supply the entire army, but it should be enough to supply ourselves."

"I have always been at ease with your work. Hmm? What's going on over there?"

Not far away, a group of civilians and a group of auxiliary soldiers were gathered together, and from time to time, there was crying.

Zheng Boye waved to a soldier in front of him, and the soldier came over immediately.

"What's wrong?"

"Reporting to the Earl, a team of civilians who went out to cut wood yesterday encountered a Chu scout team, and some of them were killed by the Chu people. The bodies were only transported back today."

"Oh."

Zheng Boye nodded, remembering that Liang Cheng had told him about this yesterday.

The Chu people were not willing to be shrinking turtles from the beginning, so now they were showing their last stubbornness. Sentry warfare was one of the manifestations of this.

Not dispatching a large army, only sending small groups of roaming cavalry to harass and infiltrate; this was not a presentation of any grand strategy, but purely to disgust you.

Of course, the Yan army was not doing nothing. Before attacking the city, the first step was to compress the Chu people's sphere of activity. According to what Liang Cheng said yesterday, it would be best to shave the Chu people until only Zhennanguan remained.

"The deceased was a head of the civilian team in Gu County, and his son is in the auxiliary soldier camp."

"Oh."

Zheng Boye waved his hand, and the soldier immediately retreated.

Immediately, Zheng Boye said, "Blind Man, do you know, when I heard about this, I didn't feel anything at all."

The Blind Man said, "Wars will inevitably kill people. The master has experienced a lot and seen a lot, so naturally, it is like this."

Zheng Boye shook his head and said, "No, it shouldn't be like this. I mean, I was also in the civilian camp back then."

The Blind Man pondered slightly. Was the master recalling his own youth?

Zheng Boye took a breath and said:

"I have always remembered that Li Qian used 2,000 civilians as bait to lure the Shatuo tribe out and annihilate them."

"Does the master feel that his mentality has unconsciously moved closer to that county princess? This should actually happen sooner or later.

For example, right now, if we sacrifice 10,000 civilians to eat a main force of the Chu army in one go, it would still be very worthwhile, and we would probably still do it.

Master, there is nothing to be ashamed of."

"It's not shame. I have always said that Li Qian's incident made me deeply aware of this world and was the first lesson of cognition I took when I came to this world.

I actually didn't hate her, never. I hated her because she was a mad woman, a mad woman with a background. I can be crazy myself, but I don't like contact with people who are as crazy as me.

But I have never criticized her choice and approach back then, because even then, we were just ordinary people running a small tavern in Tiger Head City, but my butt inexplicably sat on the ruling class.

I can actually understand her…

Tell me, am I sick?"

"Master, this is human nature."

"Is that your reason for me to comfort myself?"

"Then, Master, what do you want?"

"I just think that my heart is so calm now, it shouldn't be."

"A general must have an iron heart."

"It needs to be divided into categories. For example, I used to be a civilian, but now I can still be indifferent when I see civilians die. That's not right. I used to hear a sentence often, and I always thought it was a cliché, called going deep into the masses and integrating into the masses. Now, when I taste it, the truth is actually very big.

I came from the civilians, but I have completely forgotten my roots."

"This………"

The Blind Man, who was good at analyzing people's hearts, actually found that he couldn't keep up with the master's pace at this moment.

In the end, the Blind Man could only conclude that the master's breakfast might have been too good and too full.

"It's really not very interesting to become ice-cold, is it?"

"But an ice-cold master is the master we want, the ideal type."

"Tsk, but I haven't had enough fun. If this life is a new beginning, even if it's a game, since I can be lucky enough to restart a game, then I have to play it with all my heart.

The scenery I didn't have time to see in my last life, I have to see more and feel more in this life."

The Blind Man couldn't stand it anymore. He finally understood that this was pretentiousness, the pretentious emotion caused by eating too much breakfast!

In fact,

The Blind Man was right.

Right now, there was nothing to do, and the military conference was still early. Once people became idle, they began to look for "melancholy" and explore "sensibility."

"It doesn't make sense. You guys are starting to become more and more humane, living more and more three-dimensionally, and I have to gradually move from three-dimensional to two-dimensional. This is not fair."

"Yes, Master, this is indeed unfair," the Blind Man敷衍 (fū yǎn - perfunctorily) said.

"I want to embrace life better."

"Yes, Master, after all, life is so beautiful," the Blind Man continued to 敷衍 (fū yǎn - perfunctorily) say.

Zheng Boye reached out and knocked on his head,

Said:

"Alas, in fact, people are dead, but I'm still here talking a lot of nonsense, which is also a kind of indifference, right?"

The Blind Man closed his eyes and said:

"Civilians go out to cut wood to supply the military camp. This is the duty of the civilians, just like soldiers die on the battlefield, which is a normal destination.

The master can go up and comfort them, boost their morale, and turn their sadness and grief to the Chu people. What's more, the people were killed by the Chu people."

Zheng Boye shook his head: "But, today, I don't want to do that."

"Please show your will, Master."

"I'm sorry for you."

"Master, it's too much to say that."

"Do you want to hit me now?"

The Blind Man was silent.

"Do I look like I deserve to be beaten now?"

The Blind Man nodded.

"Well, you're a blind man."

"Your subordinate, smelled it."

"Hehe."

Zheng Boye shook his head and asked, "You said you just interrogated a Chu sentry this morning?"

"Yes."

"Is the person still alive?"

"Being held in custody."

"Order him to be brought here. Isn't there a son in the auxiliary soldier camp? Let the son kill the Chu soldier with his own hands. What's the point of crying?"

"Yes, Master."

Soon,

The Chu soldier was brought up and sent over.

The clothes and hairstyles of the four countries of Yan, Jin, Qian, and Chu were all inherited from the Great Xia of that year, and can be said to have come from the same origin;

But in the long years that followed, they have all undergone their own changes.

The Yan people like simplicity and have simplified the original Great Xia hairstyle; the Qian people are enthusiastic about盘发 (pán fà - updo), while the Chu people, whether nobles or commoners, adult men like to deliberately keep the hair on both sides long, preferably the kind that can cover the ears after removing the hat, and the longer the better, there is no restriction on the length of the other parts.

Therefore, although this Chu sentry had been stripped of his armor, he could still be clearly recognized as a Chu person by looking at his hairstyle.

A personal guard stepped forward, pointed to the bodies of several civilians on the shelf, and asked:

"Which one is his son?"

At this time, many people's eyes fell on Guo Dong.

Guo Dong took two steps forward, reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said;

"It's me."

The personal guard drew out his saber, threw it on the ground, and pointed to the Chu soldier who was being held down by two comrades behind him, saying:

"The Earl said, a man does not shed tears lightly. On the battlefield, the sons of our Yan only shed blood, not tears. Whoever makes me cry, I will make him bleed."

After saying that, the personal guard took two steps back and looked at the two comrades.

He breathed a sigh of relief, because he had expanded the words himself.

As a personal guard, one must have this awareness when conveying words.

Of course, doing it well is called锦上添花 (jǐn shàng tiān huā - adding flowers to the brocade), and doing it badly is画蛇添足 (huà shé tiān zú - drawing a snake and adding feet), there is no qualification for you to play when conveying words to other important people, but it is possible when facing this group of auxiliary soldiers and civilians.

Previously, on the way to extract this Chu soldier, he had actually been drafting in his mind, and it was already very difficult to say it smoothly now.

Guo Dong looked blankly at the knife on the ground, while the surrounding civilians and auxiliary soldiers began to search with their eyes.

Finally,

They saw the man in black casual clothes standing there in the distance.

Earl,

It was the Earl!

Guo Dong swallowed. He picked up the knife on the ground, looked back at his father's remains lying on the shelf, and then roared at the Chu man in front of him, and砍 (kǎn - hacked) down with the knife!

The first knife was crooked, and the blade砍 (kǎn - hacked) into the opponent's shoulder blade. Guo Dong couldn't pull the knife out for a while. If he was a veteran, he would probably hold the knife with both hands and kick it over to拔 (bá - pull) the knife out again, but Guo Dong had no experience in killing people, and his training during this time was only running and holding shields.

So, he tried several times, but the knife could not be pulled out, and the Chu soldier screamed in pain, making Guo Dong even more upset.

In a fit of anger,

Guo Dong simply撞 (zhuàng - crashed) into the Chu soldier and压 (yā - pressed) him down. Regardless of the knife, he directly掐 (qiā - pinched) the Chu soldier's neck with both hands, exerting force, exerting force, exerting force!

The Chu soldier was struggling, but soon, his body trembled twice in a row and stopped moving.

Guo Dong opened his mouth, got off the Chu man's body, and his eyes fell on the black figure in the distance again.

"噗通 (pū tōng - thud)!"

Guo Dong跪 (guì - knelt) down,

Yelled:

"Earl, Earl, Guo Dong of Gu County is willing to效死 (xiào sǐ - serve you to the death) for the Earl!"

Xu An, who was standing next to him, looked at Guo Dong at this time. Of course, he knew what kind of person his partner who lived in the same tent was. He was lazy, timid, and self-righteous, always thinking that he was smarter than others.

But at this moment, in this environment, Xu An could feel the sincerity in Guo Dong's shout.

His father was dead, and his mother and paralyzed second brother were still in the distant Gu County of Yan. In Jin Dong, here, he originally admired the Earl of Pingye extremely, and now, he only had the Earl of Pingye to rely on.

Many auxiliary soldiers and civilians around knelt down and shouted towards the direction where the Earl of Pingye was:

"Willing to效死 (xiào sǐ - serve you to the death) for the Earl, willing to效死 (xiào sǐ - serve you to the death) for the Earl!"

"Willing to效死 (xiào sǐ - serve you to the death) for the Earl, willing to效死 (xiào sǐ - serve you to the death) for the Earl!"

And in the distance,

Zheng Boye, who saw this scene, just said calmly to the Blind Man next to him:

"Alas, auxiliary soldiers are indeed only auxiliary soldiers. Liang Cheng's arrangement is right. Let them continue to practice holding shields and pushing cloud ladders."

Zheng Boye was a little sad. He shouldn't flaunt his "100,000 troops" banner.

Except for his own troops, the 16,000战 (zhàn - battle) soldiers who had been reorganized and trained at Xuehai Pass and dispatched over, the combat effectiveness of the rest of the troops was questionable, and it was a very guilty question.

Therefore, the more soldiers there are, the better, especially when the quality cannot be improved. Too many暴兵 (bào bīng - creating an army quickly) will not increase your combat power proportionally, but will crush your logistics.

Fortunately, it was a siege battle. Siege battles made the war cruel and simple at the same time.

It needs human lives to fill it, and living people to do things.

"Didn't the Master hear their cheers?" the Blind Man asked.

"Heard it."

"Although the Master didn't intend to put on a show, the effect of this show is actually much better than showing up in person; your subordinate now admires the Master a little bit. Is this the feeling that Tian Wujing gives his soldiers?"

"Old Tian did tell me, don't always listen to the stories of sharing robes with your soldiers, eating with your soldiers, or sucking膿疮 (nóng chuāng - pustule) for your soldiers. Those stories seem reasonable, but those who write these stories are literati who don't know about military affairs.

But I didn't play any tricks just now."

Zheng Boye raised his hands to show his innocence.

"Having no moves is better than having moves," the Blind Man sighed, "is the real winning move."

"No, that's not it," Zheng Boye denied.

"Oh?"

"It's that when you're standing on the stage, even if you're not acting, the audience sitting in the audience is still watching a play."

"Profound."

"Okay, enough pretentiousness. Are the booklets ready?"

"Ah Cheng told your subordinate yesterday that they have been packed."

"Okay, I'll take them to the Prince's tent later."

"Will the Sword Saint accompany you?"

"Forget it, I think the Sword Saint looks a little eager to try since that enlightenment. I'm afraid that if I take him to the Prince's tent, he won't be able to help but fight Old Tian first.

Let's take Ah Ming, by the way, where's Ah Ming?"

"Probably sleeping somewhere, oh, probably in the coffin."

When the world praises the deeds of the Earl of Pingye, they often remember one thing, that is, the Earl of Pingye must bring a coffin with him in every major battle.

Well,

In the early years, he brought Shatuo Queshi.

Now, Ah Ming is living too comfortably in the coffin during his recuperation, so this time he brought the coffin over again to sleep as a bed.

Seeing that Ah Ming was going to block arrows for him on the battlefield, Zheng Boye approved it.

After the walk,

Zheng Boye returned to the commander's tent and began to look at the details of the army's food and military equipment. In fact, it was useless to look at this, but, with a big battle imminent, he had to find a feeling that he was doing serious things, right?

In the afternoon,

Zheng Boye packed up his things and left the寨子 (zhài zi - camp) with Ah Ming and dozens of knights. When passing by the auxiliary soldier camp outside, where the shield training was continuing, the auxiliary soldiers' shouting during training suddenly became more than twice as loud as before.

The incident in the morning had spread throughout the military camp. For the original Xuehai Pass soldiers, although they were already used to Zheng Boye's actions, they were still moved.

The new civilians from Yan and Jin felt the觉悟 (jué wù - awareness) of士为知己者死 (shì wèi zhī jǐ zhě sǐ - a knight dies for his patron).

It can only be said that this example was too good.

His father was killed by the Chu people,

The Earl of Pingye threw a Chu soldier over and let the son kill him for revenge.

Upright and快意恩仇 (kuài yì ēn chóu - happy in love and hate), it was simply a remake of grabbing the princess, making everyone in the military camp feel extremely happy and uplifting after knowing about it.

And Zheng Boye and the Blind Man had also analyzed together why people like Chen Daxia and the Sword Saint could immediately have some understanding when they casually抖落 (dǒu luò - give out) some chicken soup?

The conclusion was two, one was that they were originally extremely outstanding, dragons and phoenixes among men, holders of the protagonist template;

Second, it was because they were relatively simple, like a glass of water. If you drop a little ink into it, it will immediately react and change color, while Zheng Boye himself was tired of drinking chicken soup and had some immunity to all poisons.

By the same token,

This also applied to these soldiers,

How simple.

This was not playing tricks, after all, Zheng Boye was too lazy to perform today, but it happened to be a unintentional act;

However, even if it was playing tricks, even if it was putting on a show, what was wrong with that?

To put it bluntly,

Whether it was the lofty Yan Emperor, Marquis Jingnan, or the Savage King, or even him, Zheng Fan,

What they did was鼓捣 (gǔ dǎo - incite) people to die for the cause of kings and hegemony.

Since they were all going to send people to their deaths, it would be more humane to let them go to their deaths willingly.

The Yan army's major camps were roughly divided into three parts.

Tian Wujing's Central Army Camp was undoubtedly the strongest, and was the absolute main force of the campaign against Chu.

Zheng Boye's Eastern Camp was one side, and there was another Zhenbei Army camp next door, with 15,000战 (zhàn - battle) soldiers.

After Li Bao's death, Li Bao's original town was拆解 (chāi jiě - dismantled) into three parts. One part was led by Li Bao's son, who also inherited his father's General Officer position and爵位 (jué wèi - title of nobility); one part was led by Li Bao's son-in-law, and the other part was directly transformed into the garrison of Quhe City.

However, because of Li Bao's death, the status of both his son and son-in-law in the army shrank too much at once. Therefore, their troops did not receive much replenishment in the two years after the Wangjiang battle, and there was a kind of grandma doesn't love them and uncle doesn't care about them meaning.

Zheng Boye's neighbor was Li Bao's son-in-law. When Li Bao was alive, his surname was Li. After Li Bao's death, he changed back to his original surname, Gongsun, and his name was Gongsun Zhi.

Another neighbor's surname was Gong and his name was Wang, and he was a pure Jin person.

In Jin, there were very few Jin generals who could lead troops and control a camp alone, because the Yan people, as conquerors, had always been vigilant and wary of the Jin troops.

The Gong family was a family general of the Situ family. In the early years, when Situ Lei was still brushing his reputation in Zhennanguan, Gong Wang was a general under Situ Lei, and he was a嫡系 (dí xì - direct descendant).

After Situ Lei驾崩 (jià bēng - died), according to his will, Chengguo returned to Yan, and Gong Wang surrendered to Great Yan. Because Situ Lei had listed Gong Wang's name in the will he gave to the Yan Emperor alone, advising the Yan Emperor that Gong Wang was trustworthy and usable, and with the reference of the court, Gong Wang was finally able to continue to rule Jin under Yan as a Jin person, as a main general.

However, if Zheng Boye remembered correctly, he should be almost fifty years old and was considered an old general.

When Zheng Boye left the寨 (zhài - camp) to go to the Central Army Prince's Tent, he did not invite the two neighbors next door to go together. After all, this was not a school club going to catch mud鳅 (qiū - loach) hand in hand after school, and the distance between the major camps was still there. There was no need to get together. If they were包圆儿 (bāo yuán ér - surrounded) by a Chu army that had penetrated deep, it would be fun.

When he arrived at the Central Army Prince's Tent, Zheng Boye realized that he had arrived late.

Old rules,

The Prince of Jingnan's military meetings basically started with everyone eating first.

The food was not fine either, after all, it was not a celebration banquet, it was 馕 (náng - flatbread) with sauce and vegetable soup.

The Yan and Jin generals present were basically no less than the rank of General Officer. They were all the masters of "saying one thing is final" in their respective military camps, but now they were all squatting on the ground like old farmers in the fields, with a 馕 (náng - flatbread) and a soup, and then revealing their front teeth and smiling "hehehe" when they met someone familiar.

When Zheng Boye arrived, he immediately attracted a lot of attention, and many people took the initiative to say hello to Zheng Boye.

This was fame.

The purpose of fame was to make those who were lower than you naturally look up to you, and to make those who were in the same class as you have to respect you.

Those who were younger than you would take you as the main one, and those who were older than you would not only be embarrassed to rely on their age in front of you, but also have to be careful in the hope that you could promote their children and grandchildren in the future.

Zheng Boye first bowed and saluted around, and said;

"Zheng is not talented. I have written some essentials and precautions on how to攻城 (gōng chéng - attack a city). It is not to show off or to show off, but because my Yan army has always been good at野战 (yě zhàn - field battles) and weak in 攻城 (gōng chéng - attacking cities). Therefore, everyone is laughing at me."

There were two ways to offend people the most and easily lose friends;

One was to show off in front of people how well you were doing now;

The other was to show off your strengths and specialties in front of people.

Therefore, some humble words must be said in front, otherwise these booklets would be sent out, and people might say something behind their backs.

At this time, Li Fusheng, who was squatting in the innermost part and eating 馕 (náng - flatbread), heard this and shouted:

"Brother Zheng, there's no need to be so polite. Everyone here has fought in the sea of soldiers. How can we not know the truth that a general's incompetence will kill the entire army?

You, Brother Zheng, have gotten the true inheritance from our Prince, and you have also written *The Art of War of Zheng*. I admire your ability to fight.

Come, come, give me a copy."

Saying that, Li Fusheng clapped his hands, stepped forward and took a copy, raised it up, and said:

"Everyone, which family's children are not precious? They are all people who have rolled out of the battlefield with us. With this booklet, we may be able to save our children from some unnecessary bloodshed.

Furthermore, I, Li Fusheng, have personally seen Brother Zheng's ability to 攻城 (gōng chéng - attack cities). There's nothing to say. To say something that everyone doesn't like to hear, I used to fight, except for the Prince of Zhenbei and our Prince,

I have never 服 (fú - admired) anyone else, but now I have to add one, I, 服 (fú - admire) him!

Don't be愣 (lèng - stupefied), come and領 (lǐng - receive) it. What do literati like to say, a teacher for one word, haha, we丘八 (qiū bā - soldier) don't like these sour words, just treat it as owing a drink and a red tent. After the war is over, remember to invite him to happy happy (高乐高乐 - gāo lè gāo lè)!"

The various Generals immediately蜂拥 (fēng yōng - swarmed) over and began to take the booklets, and everyone thanked them in turn.

At this moment, the Prince's Tent was掀开 (xiān kāi - lifted), and a personal guard said:

"The Prince has ordered all generals to enter the tent."

"喏 (nuò - yes)!"

"喏 (nuò - yes)!"

………

And at this time,

In Liangzhen Prefecture, Qian, which was very far away from Jin Dong.

An urgent letter was sent from Chenzhen. When the messenger entered the city, he插 (chā - stuck) a five-colored flag on his back, meaning that it was an extremely urgent military situation, so he was able to open the city gate in advance and gallop straight into the city.

Finally,

This letter fell on the desk of Yao Zizhan, the Governor of the Three Borders of Great Qian.

At that time, Yao Zizhan himself was teaching in the backyard of the government office;

He was indeed teaching,

Among the students he taught were those who had just started enlightenment and those who were弱冠 (ruò guàn - about 20 years old).

This Great Qian Three Border Governor had opened a private school shortly after taking office.

All the people he recruited were children of Great Qian Three Border military generals.

Although the Great Qian government had begun to promote the status of military generals, how could the civil and official atmosphere of Great Qian, which emphasized literature and suppressed martial arts, be changed in a short time?

Even the Emperor could not change people's "天下 (tiān xià - world) in their hearts" in an instant.

Therefore, being able to enter Yao's school was a great honor, and it would be an extremely glorious stroke in one's career in the future.

This was true for literati, and the children of military generals, whose status and status were generally several levels lower, were naturally even more crazy with envy.

Yao Zizhan knew that he was not familiar with military affairs, so he, the Three Border Governor, never interfered in military affairs.

When it came to military affairs, he would send someone to ask old Zhong 相公 (xiàng gōng - a respectful form of address for a high-ranking official) to make decisions. At the same time, Yang 太尉 (tài wèi - title of a high-ranking military officer) was reappointed as the Prefect of Chuzhou shortly after returning to the court, which was very close to the Three Borders, and he would also help advise from time to time.

Yao Zizhan concentrated on teaching, absorbing people's hearts, making the Three Border generals归附 (guī fù - attached), and at the same time, sorting out and resolving their conflicts.

In fact, what he did was the same as what Zheng Boye did in Xuehai Pass, letting professional people do professional things.

Since he took office, the atmosphere of the Three Borders of Great Qian had undergone extremely obvious rectification, and he had indeed done a good job.

The servant came to report an urgent military situation, and Yao Zizhan hurried back to his signing room without even having time to change his clothes.

After he拆开 (chāi kāi - opened) the envelope,

After scanning the extremely brief content on it,

Yao Zizhan was struck by lightning,

His body staggered,

He摔 (shuāi - fell) onto the Grand Master's chair behind him, his face pale,

And shouted:

"Heaven does not protect my Great Qian, Heaven does not protect my Great Qian!"

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This is not a deliberate cliffhanger, because in order to arrange for tomorrow's big chapter, it is more appropriate to leave some suspense.

Yesterday's course ended, but this morning was the graduation ceremony, which also took half a day.

At the beginning of the month, I said that I would update 300,000 words this month. Looking at it, including this chapter, I have updated 295,000 words this month. Due to the half-month course, it did affect the energy and time of coding.

Next month, the goal is still 300,000 words, and I will make up for what I owe this month first.

It just so happens that the paving is almost done recently, the course is also over, and tomorrow is a new month, work hard to code!