"Thank you for your advice from the elder. I will send someone to contact this person." Zhang Xiu stood up and bowed deeply to the old man without a name.

The old man Wuming was a little surprised. Did Zhang Xiu contact Xiao Sheng without discussing with his adviser? Then he felt admiration in his heart. He was worthy of being the one who controls the government after Dong Zhuo. It was really clear.

It is true that extraordinary people sit in extraordinary positions for a reason.

"Mr. Minggong of the Grand Marshal is fine. I am only responsible for giving advice." The old man Wuming said casually, then stood up and said, "I have done what I want to do, so I will say goodbye."

"Wait." Zhang Xiu stopped the nameless old man and said sincerely: "Sir is really an elder, with high virtue and high respect. As today's chaos and turmoil, it is the time when wise men work hard. With the talent of the gentleman, sitting in the temple and strategizing, why worry about the uncertainty of the world??? I want to hire an elder as a shogunate official, but I don't know what the elders want?"

Zhang Xiu is such a man. He can't walk when he meets beautiful women or when he encounters talents.

When you meet a beautiful woman, you even commit such a robbery of Cai Yan. When you meet a talent, you are really respectful to the wise and thirsty.

Although this unknown old man called himself [Anonymous] and seemed to have no intention of career, Zhang Xiu still wanted to give it a try.

"I am quite arrogant this time, but Grand Sima Minggong not only did not blame me, but instead wanted to hire me as an official. It is really a lucky Han people to have Minggong in charge of the court." The old man named Wu said, but did not say that Liu was lucky, but only said that it was lucky in the Han Dynasty. It was also obvious that Zhang Xiu was not a [a minister of the country], but a [a thief who steals the country]. Then, he smiled and shook his head and said, "It's just that I am over 80 years old and I am in my 80s. My legs and feet are inconvenient, so I will not occupy the position of young people."

After saying that, the old man Wuming turned around and left while taking advantage of his cane.

Zhang Xiu was anxious and said, "Elderly, be slow. Elderly offers good advice. If you can succeed, it will be a great achievement. Please leave your name and residence. I will be the court and I will be the one who is a marquis, and engrave the elders as marquis, and carve stones and record the merits."

"The Grand Sima is really wise." The old man in the name was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "I have no ambitions for fame, wealth and power. I don't care about anything but a marquis."

Speaking of this, the old man Wuming turned around and said to Zhang Xiu: "If this matter can be accomplished, I will ask the Grand Sima to agree to me."

Zhang Xiu sighed in his heart, knowing that the old man refused to stay in the court or his shogunate. Then he bowed his hand and said, "Please tell me the elder."

"The people of Qinzhou have worked hard. In this battle, there were tens of thousands of men who pillowed on corpses. People lost their sons, husbands, and grandsons. They also asked Grand Sima Minggong to give mercy on the people of Qinzhou and exempt the people of Qinzhou from taxes for one year."

The old man without name bowed his hand sincerely.

Zhang Xiu was even more serious when he heard this and bowed his hands and said, "The elders do not seek fame, wealth, but they think about the people. Zhang Xiu admires it. Don't worry, wait until I pacify Qinzhou and Liangzhou, and I will be exempted from taxes for one year in the two states."

"The Grand Sima Minggong benevolent." The old man Wuming looked happy on his face and bowed deeply to Zhang Xiu sincerely.

Not long after, the old man Wuming turned around and walked out of the big tent, got on the ox cart he was sitting on when he came, and under the control of the strong man, he headed towards the camp gate.

Zhang Xiu sent him to the door of the big tent and watched the old man disappear into the wind and snow.

"A true mountain hermit, although he has no name or surname, is actually called [Ren De]." Zhang Xiu stood in the wind and snow for a long time before turning to Dian Wei and sighing.

"Yes." Dian Wei said with a close focus.

Now the two armies are fighting for a long time. There is a risk of 300,000 corpses. This man has the virtue of living, so he comes to offer advice, not for fame and fortune.

"Summon the aides." Zhang Xiu sighed for a long time, then said to Dian Wei, returned to the tent and sat down. Soon after, the aides came in one after another. Zhang Xiu Lianrong told the matter and asked Ju Su to send someone to do the matter.

"It's such a strange thing." Fa Zheng was amazed, his eyes showing a strange look.

The rest of them are the same.

In history, there are actually many such people. They are short-lived and have no names left, but they have left them with important roles.

"A person with virtue must be helped by God. The great Sima is kind and kind, and the hearts of the people." Brother-in-law Cai Mao couldn't help but flatter him.

Zhang Xiu looked at this person, smiling without saying a word.

Cai Mao suddenly became well-behaved.

Zhang Xiu had already decided to call his staff to come over and just tell them. He soon let them go down.

The attack that was originally just a temporary suspension of Jicheng, of course it stopped completely.

But everyone left, but Fa Zheng stayed.

"Xiaozhi, are you doing anything?" Zhang Xiu asked curiously. The ancients gave the words "小无" by their elders after they were twenty years old.

Fa Zheng is young now, but he is already an official. He took the time to ask his uncle to give him a word for a letter, but it turned out to be [Xiaozhi], so Zhang Xiu changed it back.

Fa Zheng thought for a while before saying, "Ming Gong, this matter is rare."

"It's rare. This nameless old man is better than 100,000 soldiers." Zhang Xiu was puzzled for a moment and deeply agreed.

Fa Zheng shook his head gently and said, "In the past, Emperor Gaozu killed the white snake and rebelled. An old woman cried at night, and Gaozu's entourage heard him go to ask. The old woman said, "Someone killed my son." The entourage asked strangely, "Why did your son be killed?" The old woman said, "My son was the son of Baidi, turned into a white snake and was killed by the son of Chidi." The entourage thought that the old woman was dishonest and planned to beat the old woman. But the old woman turned into white smoke and disappeared."

"This is a record in the original record of Emperor Gaozu. What do you mean by Xiaozhi?" Although Zhang Xiu said so, he narrowed his eyes and a glimmer flashed in it.

Seeing that Zhang Xiu understood, Fa Zheng smiled and said, "In the past, Zhang Liang, Bo Langsha failed to assassinate the King of Qin, and was chased by the world. He hid in Xia Pi and met an old man to teach military books. Later, the old man disappeared, and just said, "I saw the yellow stone at the foot of Gucheng Mountain in Jibei in the next thirteen years." Thirteen years later, Zhang Liang indeed got a piece of yellow stone in Gucheng Mountain. He placed it at home for sacrifice when he was alive, and buried it together in the grave when he died."

After saying that, Fa Zheng sincerely said to Zhang Xiu: "The gods and man naturally have divine things. Han Gao killed the son of Emperor Bai, and Zhang Liang met the old man Huangshi, but later generations no longer knew the truth. But now Ming Gong is fighting with Ma Teng in Jicheng, and there is no way to break the enemy. Suddenly, he met an old man without a name to offer advice. After polishing it, it will be a myth that can increase the reputation of Ming Gong."

Zhang Xiu had already understood.

Now his reputation has reached its peak in the human world, but he has not yet entered the mythology world. It is time to enter the mythology world and lay the foundation for replacing the Han Dynasty in the future.

Since ancient times, emperors have always been created, and there are always one or two myths.

For example, according to historical records written by the Wu people themselves, Sun Jian's Lady Wu dreamed that the moon was in her arms, and then she gave birth to Sun Ce. Dreamed that the sun was in her arms, then she gave birth to Sun Quan.

Zhang Xiu thought for a while and said to Fa Zheng: "You go to privately find the clerks with good literary talent, don't look for Xun You, Ju Su and others. Each writes a note of the military and records the affairs of the old man Wuming. He pretends to be the god of Longshan Mountain. Seeing that I was trapped in Jicheng, he appears and helps me."

"After I break through Jicheng, I will spread these notes."

"No." Fa Zheng happily agreed and bowed down.

Zhang Xiu smiled slightly and sat in the handsome throne to read a book. "The number of days changes, and the magical artifact (the country) is easier. It is natural for people who are virtuous to return to the throne. It is time to lay the groundwork for usurping the throne."

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Zhang Xiu got the help of [Anonymous], and after another solution, he began to hold his troops still.

Logically speaking, this is a good thing, which gave Ma Teng and Han Sui's army in Ji City a chance to breathe. In fact, the soldiers and the people in the city were indeed relieved and their morale began to increase.

Although the people in Liangzhou are fierce, if you don’t have to die, it’s better to live. If Zhang Xiu increases his strength and continues to attack, no one can guarantee that he can survive.

There were too many casualties and injuries. When the soldiers saw their robes, they died in groups. Those who survived now were lucky.

But Ma Teng, Han Sui, Yang Fu and others felt that they could not sleep or eat.

In the morning, the wind was sunny. Ma Teng wore a black armor and patrolped the south wall with his sword, and looked at Zhang Xiu's camp.

The camp that stretched for more than ten miles was so powerful that it was like a tiger.

Ma Teng's face was extremely solemn. One of his personal soldiers was puzzled and asked, "Ming Gong. Zhang Xiu did not move his troops, why did you look solemn?"

Ma Teng looked at the man without answering, but got off the city wall and returned to the mansion. Soon after, he sat in the study with Han Sui and Yang Fu and discussed.

"The storm is about to come and the wind fills the building. When the tiger shows its minions and roars and attacks, it is not scary. But when the tiger hides its minions and lies quietly, it is truly scary. Zhang Xiu has been sieging the city for several days, and he is determined to be like a rock that cannot be transferred. But now he has not moved his troops, so he must have had other thoughts."

Ma Teng sighed and said.

Han Sui and Yang Fu nodded. Zhang Xiu was definitely not a person who gave up halfway. It can be seen from the great intensity of the attack before and the great casualties. But now he is still holding his troops and things are abnormal, and there will be evil.

"But we have no other flaws anymore. Zhang Xiu can only attack the city hard to capture Jicheng. What can he think of?"

Han Sui shook his head gently, puzzled. They had done everything they should do. At present, the city is solid and the people's hearts are still stable.

Zhang Xiu should have no second way to go except to attack the city.

Yang Fu's eyes flashed with light, but he opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't say it. His expression flashed with nothing, and Ma Teng and Han Sui saw it, so he didn't ask.

Ma Teng and Han Sui discussed for a long time, but did not agree to a single result. Only "the thorn is on the back" and "it is hard to sleep or eat".

In the end, the two decided unanimously to add vigilance to the city walls in the city to prevent Zhang Xiu from launching a sudden attack or someone suddenly in the city.
Chapter completed!