Cheng Yulian is not a person who follows the rules.

Although he was admitted as a scholar, he spent a lot of time reading miscellaneous books in his thirty-two years of life.

He likes to read historical books such as Shiji, Hanshu and so on.

Observing history can tell the rise and fall.

It is much better than just holding on to Confucian classics and studying hard. He heard that Wu Nian founded the Imperial College in Yingqing Mansion, and the students also studied history books, and he was very happy.

Among the many historical figures, Ban Chao's favorite story was that he joined the army, pacified the Western Regions, and was granted the title of Marquis of Dingyuan for his military exploits.

Now, he seems to have the opportunity to follow in the footsteps of his ancestors and do something meaningful and passionate.

Cheng Yulian's eyes flickered for a long time, and he gradually regained his composure. He returned to the corridor and said to the slave standing in the corridor: "Go and invite Mr. Niu to come to the study."

"Yes." The slave responded, bent down and left.

Cheng Yulian put away the oil-paper umbrella and entered the study along the corridor.

There were books everywhere in the study, most of which were history books and military books. Cheng Yulian placed the oil-paper umbrella at the door of the room, came to the bookcase, and took out "The Art of War", but did not open it to read it, but just played with it in his hand.

"Master, please find me."

After a while, an ugly, tall, middle-aged man wearing a long gown and dressed as a scholar came in.

"Sit." Cheng Yulian asked him to sit down. He also came to sit on the Taishi chair behind the desk and looked up at the middle-aged man.

A middle-aged man named Niu Bian claimed to be from Huanglong Prefecture. His family was killed by the Mongolian people and they wandered to Yangwu County. Half a year ago, he was suffering from hunger and cold and almost died of starvation.

Cheng Yulian helped Niu Bian, and unexpectedly discovered that Niu Bian was very knowledgeable, so he asked him to be his teacher.

The two talked about everything in private. Cheng Yulian was a hot-blooded person, and Niu Bian's family was destroyed by the Meng Yuan people. The content of the conversation between the two was often about how to drive away the Meng Yuan people.

"Sir, now the general has occupied Xingshi Mountain and has the upper hand. There are also many soldiers and horses, and there are as many as 50,000 households. But the Mongolian people occupy the city, so he may not be able to make a move. I want to contact the three major households in Yangwu to do this.

What do you think about opening the city gate for the general?"

Cheng Yulian's eyes are as bright as stars, and he has the determination to fight and the courage not to be afraid of death.

"If you do this, sir, then I think we will be beheaded at Caishikou by Meng Yuan soon, and we will become the chicken that kills the chicken to scare the monkeys."

Niu Bian did not hesitate, shook his head and said.

"Why?" Cheng Yulian frowned and asked.

"Although the generals supporting the Han Dynasty are very powerful now, the Meng Yuan people are not weak either. There are four thousand captains in the city."

"They are also monitoring the three major households. The three major households are like mud bodhisattvas crossing the river, and they cannot protect themselves. Master, go up and discuss with them. Isn't it like a meat bun beating a dog? Once you go, you will never come back?"

Niubian's voice was strong, his words were clear, and his ugly face showed a solemn look.

Cheng Yulian suddenly became decadent. How could he not know this? He was just lucky. With the strength of his family, it was impossible to help Wu Nian open the city gate.

This is only possible by contacting the three major households and working together.

"Then we still do nothing and just watch? Are we watching the general attack the city and the soldiers suffer heavy casualties?" Cheng Yulian stood up, put his hands on his waist, and walked back and forth anxiously.

"No. As long as I am determined, we can still do something."

Niu Bian shook his head, a creepy smile appeared on his ugly face.

"How to do it?" Cheng Yulian's eyes lit up and he asked impatiently.

The most frustrating thing in this world is being powerless. At this critical moment, as long as he can help, he can do anything he wants.

"Set fire." Niu Bian put away his smile and softly uttered two words. Then, he gave his plan.

"Sir, prepare firewood, liquor, cloth, etc. and send someone to contact General Fu Han. As soon as the general's troops arrive at the city, you will set fire to your own house, and then set fire to the house next door."

"That's not okay. It's not that I feel sorry for my house. It's just that we are fighting together. Even if it is night, there will be no shortage of Meng Yuan soldiers patrolling the streets."

"Even if I burn down my house, I will be killed quickly by them, and the fire will be put out by them. It will not have any impact."

Cheng Yulian just thought about it for a moment, then waved his hand, feeling that this plan was unreliable.

"So it depends on luck." Niu Bian did not deny Cheng Yulian's words and said calmly.

"Luck?" Cheng Yulian was stunned for a moment.

"That's right. Sir, you can bet. If you set a fire, there will be soldiers and horses of the generals assisting the Han Dynasty outside. Will other big households and common people set fire to follow you?"

"If a fire burns fiercely, the Mongolian people can't put out the fire even if they want to. Plus the general's troops are outside the city, and they may retreat immediately."

"We just helped the general capture the city."

Niu Bian said calmly.

His ugly appearance, coupled with his calm face at this moment, and what he said made Cheng Yulian even more horrified.

Good luck.

This is a gamble.

If no one followed and set the fire, he would be dead.

but.

When doing great things, you can't spare your life.

In life, there are always times when you have to fight for your life. If you take a step forward, you will be a hero, if you take a step back, you will be a mortal.

"I have been reading poetry since I was a child, and I have always longed for such an opportunity. I immediately sent people to send my family members out of the city, and then contacted the general to set off this fire."

Cheng Yulian did not hesitate for too long, his eyes flickered, and his body was filled with the heroic aura of knowing that there were tigers in the mountains, so he went to the tiger mountains, and said in a deep voice.

"Okay. As expected of you, sir." Niu Bian showed an ugly smile and nodded.

"Mr. Niu, thank you. If I succeed, when the general captures Guangyang Mansion, I will pay for you to build a house, purchase land, and settle down in this county."

Cheng Yulian raised his head and said gratefully.

We are all like-minded comrades and share weal and woe. Niu Bian even helped him come up with such an idea.

Forget it if he dies, the matter is done. He will not treat Niu Chang badly.

"No, sir, you don't need to thank me. I don't need any land or a house. As long as things go well, that's all." Niu Bian shook his head gently, his eyes twinkling.

"No. I still have to thank you." Cheng Yulian waved his hand and insisted.

Cheng Yulian acted according to Niu Bian's plan. He first moved his family members outside the city one after another, and then sent his confidants to contact Wu Nian.

In Yangwu County, the three largest Han households are the top priority and the main focus of the Mongolian people.

Cheng Yulian's goal was small and did not attract the attention of the Meng Yuan people. The plan progressed very smoothly.
Chapter completed!