Chapter 8 Human Heart (10)

"Grandma, how can you be so direct?" Fu Ying was exposed by his father's words, and his face turned red with shame. He paused and whispered, "It's like my daughter, I'm really an outsider. Don't worry about other things first, take a look at this first, and this one!"

As he spoke, he took two thin books from his close maid and presented them solemnly in front of Fu Yanqing.

"What?" Fu Yanqing was slightly stunned and looked down. He saw four big characters written like dragons and phoenixes on the surface of a book, "A Strategy for the Control of the River".

Zheng Ziming's strategy for river control! His hands trembled uncontrollably, as if the two booklets weighed tens of thousands of pounds in total.

You should know that even in peacetime, any court would have to spend at least ten or eight years of hard work to recover after the Yellow River breach. It also cost a lot of money and a little carelessness would make the treasury less than enough. However, Chai Rong and Zheng Ziming, from volunteering to now, have only taken less than three years. Not only did they not ask for any money and grain from the court, they also mobilized the people in the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River, opened up hundreds of thousands of hectares of fertile land, and solved the grain reserve problem of the Great Zhou Dynasty from the fundamental mountain!

This method was simply done by the gods. If Fu Yanqing had mastered such skills, he would have recorded it, hid it in the secret room, and only allowed the descendants of his own line to circulate it, without revealing a word to outsiders. However, in order to win over the Fu family for the prince, Zheng Ziming took out Fang Ruo without hesitation. How could such a trick and such a mind be shocking?

"This is the river management method implemented by Ziming and the prince after discussing with each other, including the reasons for doing so. As well as several problems that arise and discover during the river management process, as well as the process of solving problems, and the pros and cons of many decisions." The daughter's voice came from the opposite side, and each word made the volume of the book in Fu Yanqing's hand heavier. "The method of using a question-and-answer method is similar to the legendary "Duke Wei Questions", and the other one is..."

"Little Eagle, you'd better tell me, what step does the prince want me to do?" Fu Yanqing quietly took a few steps back, sat on the chair, and interrupted with panting.

It is said that when people give their courtesy, they will have something to ask for. The more you ask for, the more gifts you give. Just a copy of the "Strategy for the Control of the River" is enough to make it difficult for Fu Yanqing to give up. If you add a piece of the same amount of things, I am afraid that the Fu family can only make a statement on the spot and always follow the leader of the prince!

No, absolutely not! Even if you love your daughter and grandson, Fu Yanqing would not make such a promise. Then, he would bet on the entire Fu family. With his cautious personality and rich experience, even if he makes his daughter sad and even if he gives up the temptation in his hands, he will never take such a risk!

"Father, why are you anxious? It's like my daughter, I force you to do things for the prince!" Fu Ying smiled slightly, caught up, took back two books from Fu Yanqing, and placed them side by side on the table. "The other one is the "Outline for Military Governance". How effective are the soldiers in Cangzhou? You have also witnessed it with your own eyes. With this book, our Fu family..."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Before Fu Ying finished speaking, Fu Laolang had already jumped up and interrupted. "How could Zheng Ziming be so generous and handed over the military management outline! He, he only has tens of thousands of people in the Cangzhou army. If the secret is revealed by others, how can he gain a foothold in the world in the future?"

Although he spoke firmly, his fingers couldn't help but quickly open the "Outline for Military Control" and his eyes also moved, for fear that he would not read carefully and could not distinguish the authenticity of the book.

I saw that on the first page of the outline, it was written, "Those who train troops should cultivate their bodies and strengthen their spirits! Let them know honor and disgrace, make clear orders, argue with gold drums, and know etiquette. When you see strong enemies, you will not be confused in your heart, and when you hear small profits, you will not be confused in your actions. Then you will be in line with battles, and you will advance and retreat in an orderly manner and invincible..."

The words are written in a very sloppy manner, and the words are not neat. But every sentence makes Fu Yanqing's face change again and again, and his ears are silent, and he hears thunder rolling.

Forcefully suppressed the shock in his heart, and his quick turn backwards, the more he looked, the more he was reluctant to look away. When he saw the Selection of the Scholars in the second half, he forgot that he had a wife and maid around him, and began to read aloud, "The men in the army are brave and brave. They can be called the courage of the army. Those who must have both mental and proficiency and are willing to strictly abide by the orders can be selected. It is better to have nothing than to be bad. Those who have poor martial arts skills can teach them, and those who have poor strength can be nurtured, but those who have poor spirits and no obedience will be unable to see their achievements without ten years. The two armies are engaged in battle, with strict discipline, neat battle formations, and strictly guarding the golden drum flag, and those who advance and retreat will have the victory (899). The soldiers are chaotic before the battle, and the soldiers are enthusiastic and do not take care of each other. Even if they get a temporary advantage, it will be difficult to maintain them for a long time. After the three drums, the strength of strength will be changed immediately..."

"Boom!" It seemed as if there was a thunder thunder, and it exploded in my head again. Fu Yanqing's body shook and his voice stopped abruptly.

As a local prince who holds heavy troops, who doesn't want his own command to be a tiger and wolf army? But his combat experience over the years clearly tells him that at present, whether it is the imperial guards in Guo Wei, the white horse cavalry in Gao Xingzhou's hands, or the Fu family's children under his command, they are just second-rate people who are used to deal with ordinary bandits and bandits. If they really encounter tough problems, they will be beaten to their true colors!

Therefore, since the Silver Gun Jie Army was ruined by Li Siyuan, the same number of Central Plains troops fought against the Khitans, and they would be defeated but not defeated. If you want to win a battle from the Khitans, the Central Plains army would often have to dispatch three times, or even five times to ten times the opponent! The more troops, the greater the demand for food and supplies. If the Khitans send another side troops to detour behind the Central Plains army and cut off their food route, the later than three months, the Central Plains army would definitely be defeated thousands of miles!

Shame, civil war, and when encountering Khitans, it becomes a coward. This is not only a shame for the Later Tang Dynasty, the Later Jin Dynasty and even the Later Han emperors, but also a shame for all the generals of the Central Plains! Fu Yanqing had thought about avenging his shame in this life, but he was suffering from not knowing how to make a fuss. Today, Zheng Ziming's "Outline for Military Governance" finally made him see the direction of his efforts and the dawn of hope.

"Grandma, are these two booklets useful to our Fu family?" Seeing that his father was shocked by surprise, Fu Ying smiled, walked to the other side of the table, and sat down gently. His spring onion-like fingers gently tapped on the table, "Dong, dong, dongdongdong..."

"Hu——" Fu Laolang struggled to move his eyes away from the "Outline for Military Control" and breathed a long sigh towards the ceiling. "What, how could it be useless? If our Fu family could get these two books earlier, no, it would be enough for the "Outline for Military Control" to be enough, just hu——”

As he spoke, he exhaled again, as if he wanted to vomit all the regrets in his heart into the air.

"That's fine? Grandpa?" Fu Ying's eyes lit up slightly, he stopped hitting and asked with a smile.

"Forget it, I won't mention it!" Fu Yanqing immediately realized that he had missed his mouth and shook his head with a wry smile, "Girls are outgoing, and the ancients really don't bully me! These two gifts are too important to our family, and I can't find any reason to refuse for my father. However, don't ask for a price all over the place!"

"Grandma, look at what you said. My surname is Fu no matter how you say!" Fu Ying looked at Fu Yanqing's eyes and shook his head gently, "Actually, the prince didn't ask you any requests. But, I don't want our Fu family to be told to only enter and not leave, so I want to discuss with you whether you can give the court a statement at the end of this autumn, telling Zheng Zi Meiji River and his contribution to defending the country?"

"Ah, that's all?" Fu Laolang couldn't believe his ears and instinctively asked, "You couple don't need to express your support for your father?"

"You are my father. Whether you express your opinion or not is actually the same!" Fu Ying smiled and nodded slightly.

"That's strange. Wang Jun and Wang Yin are now far stronger than the prince. Although Zheng Ziming is brave, the Cangzhou army has only ten thousand people, and two fists cannot beat four hands!" After hearing his daughter's affirmation, Fu Laolang couldn't help but stroke his beard and pondered in a low voice, "Unless, unless the prince has other powers, he is not cognitive. Yes, but he has been busy managing the Yellow River with Zheng Ziming in the past three years..."

"Grandma, have you forgotten the criteria for selecting a scholar. Those who must be both mentally and proficient and are willing to strictly abide by the orders can be shortlisted!" Fu Ying smiled again and gave an answer softly.

"Ah?" Fu Yanqing's mouth suddenly opened and put a goose egg in. She was stunned for a while, her body tilted backwards, and she sighed, "I'm old, I'm really old for my father. Such a strong army is just under her nose, and she's actually blind! Alas--"

He has both mental strength and can strictly abide by the orders. In terms of the above points, who can compare with the river gong led by the prince? One is rare in ten miles. In the past three years, the refugees selected by the prince and Zheng Ziming may not be less than 400,000. Even if one of the forty people is selected, he can pick out ten thousand qualified people. How could no one be available? And this is still a soldier, not a soldier. If according to the "Outline of Military Control", one soldier is in the formation and can control ten soldiers. At this time, the prince only needs one order and can easily pull up a 100,000 army!

And this 100,000 army is by no means an ordinary person. For nearly three years of hand-in-hand, for three consecutive years of sitting, lying and eating, and forcing orders for three consecutive years, even a pile of pig iron has been forged into refined steel, let alone a bunch of living people!

It’s ridiculous that all the old people in the Fu family actually felt that the prince did not have enough troops to support the guards. It’s a pity that many people in the Fu family still think that the prince’s strength is too poor and he is reluctant to stand on his side and face Wang Jun and Wang Yin with him!

The weather was already cold, especially at night, the autumn wind was full of chill. However, at this moment, Fu Yanqing, who was slumped on the chair, had sweat beads as big as soybeans on his forehead.
Chapter completed!