Chapter 2014: Strategies to Reduce Stoves and Follow the Traces
While Liu Bei was preparing to march into Nanzhong, Zhao Yun and Sima Yi in Youzhou were preparing to retreat.
Just like the most advanced technologies in later generations are generally used in the military first, carrier pigeons, as the fastest way to transmit information, were first used in the military.
Of course, there have been many cases where some blind guys shot down carrier pigeons to show off their shooting skills, so that now Fei Qian has to move the breeding of carrier pigeons to a place away from the school barracks. Just like Changshan
The main camp's pigeon spot is not inside the camp, but hidden in the mountains, like a hunter's cabin.
Fei Qian's letter ordering the troops to retreat soon arrived at Changshan, and Changshan's soldiers were quickly sent to the front line.
If there is no reason to retreat based solely on gold medals, the soldiers will naturally be surprised, and they will also feel that they have given so much and now they have to abandon them all. Naturally, they will be dissatisfied and have some resentment. If it is ordinary.
The leader will probably only give a simple order, but as a future generation Fei Qian, one understands the importance of communication, and the other also understands what "sunk costs" are, both positive and negative, so the description should be as brief as possible.
He looked at the current situation in Chang'an and said that Yinshan had received information about the deterioration of the weather...
There's nothing to complain about.
If you want to complain, you can only complain that God doesn't give you face.
After all, from ancient times to the Warring States Period, there were many examples of troops having to retreat due to weather conditions. Do these generals have to go against the weather and refuse to retreat until they die?
It's just that Sima Yi still wanted to discuss with Zhao Yun. He wanted to get as many benefits as possible even if he retreated...
Is it always okay to have a meal before leaving?
In the military camp, a lot of smoke suddenly rose.
"Set an ambush to lure him?" Zhao Yun thought, "I'm afraid the city won't dare to leave easily..."
Sima Yi pointed to the soldiers who were busy outside the tent and said, "General, look..."
"?" Zhao Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, "What's the plan?"
Sima Yi smiled, then lowered his voice, moved closer to him, and murmured with Zhao Yun.
……(··)nnn……
Jushou stood at the top of the city, looking at the smoke rising from Zhao Yun's camp in the distance.
Zhang He ran away.
Although Zhang He's running away has nothing to do with Jushu, it does not mean that Jushu will not be affected at all. In the hearts of the Cao family, Zhang He and Jushu are both people of the same path, even if they don't say anything, but
How could Jushu not notice the problem?
Should Zhang He run away?
Sometimes such questions will inevitably arise in Jushou's mind. Now Jushou knows something about what happened in the camp in the west of the city at that time. He knows that the riot that night was started by the Xianbei people, but it must be said that Zhang He and the Xianbei people have colluded for a long time.
, do you have bad intentions...
Jushou didn't believe it.
If Zhang He really wanted to rebel, how could he be arrested when Xia Houyuan arrived? This is a contradiction in itself, but if you insist on saying it, for example, if Zhang He found some important evidence and was discovered by Xia Houyuan, he could no longer pretend.
Going down or something, anyway, Zhang He is no longer in Yuyang, so whatever happens is decided by the Cao family and the Xiahou family.
Anyway, Zhang He was condemned as a disloyal and unjust person, and he could not escape the name of a person who betrayed the leader of the rebellion. The Cao family and the Xiahou family were in danger, and they resisted tenaciously when Zhang He launched a rebellion, protecting Yuyang.
…
Anyway, even if Ju Shou didn't read the memorial that was reported to Cao Cao, he could roughly guess what was written, but he was just not sure how the two guys from the Cao family and the Xiahou family could write it themselves...
But if he could really transfer himself away from Yuyang in this way, Ju Shou would not be able to ask for it.
Yuyang...
It's really like a nightmare that I still can't wake up from.
While Jushou was thinking, he brushed his hand over the cold bricks on the Yuyang City Wall. This was his habit, because when counting, sometimes he would forget to count because he thought of other things.
How many are there, so generally speaking, counters are used to count, but naturally there are no counters on the city wall, so the number of bricks and stones on the battlements is used instead of counters, which has become a way of counting.
In the distance, Zhao Yun's camp is covered with smoke.
"One, five, ten...huh?"
Jushou's hand suddenly stopped. He hesitated for a moment, then hurriedly turned it back and started counting again.
……Σ(ò?ó?ll)……
"Has the hussar reduced his duties?"
Cao Chun and Xia Houyuan stood on the city wall together, frowning and looking into the distance.
"It seems to be missing a little..." Xia Houyuan pinched the beard on his chin and said, but in fact he didn't even remember how much it was before and how much it is now. But after hearing Jushou's report, he felt that it was indeed the case.
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"A plan to reduce Zao?" Cao Chun had a headache. During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the purpose of reducing Zao was to show the enemy's weakness, but now the cavalry army is reducing Zao. Is this also the purpose?
"What do you mean?" Xia Houyuan glared at Cao Chun.
Cao Chun suddenly felt his head hurt even more, and signaled to Ju Shou that he did not want to discuss the art of war with Xia Houyuan.
Ju Shou generally talked about Sun Bin's reduction of Zao.
Xia Houyuan said "oh", then pointed at the camp far outside the city and said: "Zihe thinks this is an old hussar who is luring the enemy?"
Cao Chun wanted to correct him and said that the person outside Yuyang was not Qiaoqi himself, but his subordinates. However, after sighing, he felt too lazy to argue with Xia Houyuan about this, so he nodded slightly and said, "There is this."
Possibly. The cavalry is good for the field and not good at attacking the city. If it can lure us out of the city, it will naturally be the best choice."
"What if it's not to lure the enemy?" Xia Houyuan immediately followed.
Cao Chun sighed again, "If it's not to lure the enemy, it's because the number of soldiers is really reduced."
Xia Houyuan immediately clapped his hands, "Yes! In such weather, although the hussars and horses can withstand the wind and cold, we must not forget that before the hussars and horses were able to raid Mobei, various preparations must be indispensable. But the weather is abnormal, and we are in the city
, still need to get warm things to use, how can the hussars and horses withstand such a severe cold in the wild? Not to mention that the hussars and horses can expect the weather to be so abnormal? And they can carry a lot of winter things before the war..."
Cao Chun took a breath and stopped talking.
Doesn't what Xia Houyuan said make sense? No, it makes sense. Isn't what Xia Houyuan said impossible? No. It is also possible.
Normally, winter warding equipment will occupy a considerable space. Thick felt blankets will naturally occupy the position of food and grass. If it is not necessary, who would carry a large amount of cold warping equipment in March?
They marched to fight? So when the weather changed, Zhao Yun and others must have suffered a considerable degree of cold invasion. This is certain, but the question is, did Zhao Yun and other hussars really retreat because of the cold weather?
"Master Ju, what do you think?" Cao Chun turned to ask Ju.
Jushou lowered his head and couldn't see his expression, "Both generals are right..."
After hearing what Ju Shou said, Cao Chun was not happy, and Xia Houyuan was not satisfied either.
For Cao Chun, his most important responsibility is to defend Yuyang. Yuyang comes first. As long as Yuyang is not lost, it is Cao Chun's great achievement. Therefore, even if the Hussars retreat, Cao Chun will basically
He didn't have any other ideas, but for Xia Houyuan, it was different.
Although when facing Zhao Yun and Sima Yi's attack, the two people had the same goal and could work together to defend. However, when they discovered that there were new changes in Zhao Yun and Sima Yi's camp, the two of them were still able to stand together.
The foundation was shaken.
Xia Houyuan was originally dissatisfied that Cao Chun had snatched his military power and replaced his position. In a certain sense, Xia Houyuan encountered the rebellion of Zhang He and Xianbei people in his camp in the west of the city. Although it cannot be said that Xia Houyuan was 100% the same.
Human responsibility, but it is somewhat related. If rewards are based on merit after the war, Cao Chun will naturally have merit for saving Yuyang, and then what about Xia Houyuan?
What can Xia Houyuan gain? Could it be that he had done nothing in Yuyang and had no commendable achievements? Then would Cao Cao praise him for this and then hand over the general power to him?
Obviously it's impossible, so if you want to regain military power, you must have meritorious service. But if you watch helplessly in the city, will you have meritorious service?
Doesn't Xia Houyuan know about the so-called "strategy to reduce the number of cooking stoves"? Actually, not really. He knows. It's just because Xia Houyuan wants to make meritorious deeds more urgently than Cao Chun, so even if there are risks, he is not willing to do it.
Giving up such an opportunity.
"But more scouts were sent to detect at night..." Jushou suddenly regretted that he had reported the reduction of cooking smoke. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Besides, if the two generals are having trouble making a decision... it would be better to wait for another two or three days to see.
How will it change? If we lure the enemy, there must be an ambush. However, under this severe cold, it is difficult to stay in the mountains and fields for a long time. If we don't come out, we will definitely show up... If we really retreat, there will be fewer soldiers in the camp. If General Xiahou is
It is also easier to go out and attack them..."
"Hmm..." Cao Chun pondered and glanced at Xia Houyuan, "What do you think Miaocai?"
Xia Houyuan rolled his eyes and laughed, "Zihe is the one who makes the decision!"
Cao Chun narrowed his eyes, and then said to Ju Shou: "What Ju's military advisor said is true! Just follow the military advisor's advice!"
"..." Jushou lowered his head and fell silent like the blue bricks at the top of Yuyang City.
……┐(?～?)┌……
The people in Yuyang are searching for Zhao Yun's whereabouts, and there are also people in Chang'an who are looking for traces.
"I would like to ask you, where did Lady Zhen go?"
A middle-aged man frowned and stood in front of the door of Zhen Mi's courtyard in Chang'an, shouting at Zhen Mi's concierge.
"You are just a porter, how dare you ask about the Lord's whereabouts..." The porter Zhen Mi nodded and bowed in a humble manner.
The middle-aged man, whose surname is also Zhen, is a member of the Zhen family. He was ordered by Zhen Yan to come to Chang'an to look for Zhen Mi. However, after meeting Zhen Mi for the first time, he could not be found again.
Now seeing Zhen Mi's concierge in such a state, even a fool could guess that Zhen Mi was avoiding him on purpose.
Why come to Zhen Mi?
It's very simple, three words, describing the golden fan.
No matter in ancient times or modern times, children and women are the best earners.
It’s just a pity that the original products for noble women in the Han Dynasty were all powder and the like, and there were few new things. Therefore, when Fei Qian’s gold-painted fan series included ladies’ fans, sandalwood fans, etc.
As soon as it came out, it was immediately sought after by gentry women.
The profits derived from this are naturally considerable.
"Go to Qinglong Temple!" Zhen Mi was not at home, and it was difficult for middle-aged people to break in. It was not a honorable thing to wait, so after thinking about it for a while, he got on his horse and prepared to go to Qinglong Temple to find Zhen Mi.
Zhen Mi has a shop in Qinglong Temple that specializes in selling sandalwood fans for ladies. When middle-aged people think about it, since Zhen Mi is not at home, they probably go to Qinglong Temple. But in fact, Zhen Mi did not go to Qinglong Temple, but went to Qinglong Temple.
Another place.
The place where Zheng Xuan taught.
Zheng Xuan arrived in Chang'an, and after the initial adaptation, he gradually opened up a dojo and began to preach the Dharma. Zheng Xuan himself had a very profound study of Confucian classics, and was especially good at annotating some Confucian classics.
"Biography", "The Classic of Filial Piety", etc. are deeply studied, and the key is that Zheng Xuan's attitude towards every scholar's son who is studying is always the same. He is neither friendly nor cold, and has the air of a gentleman and is as calm as water, which makes him more and more popular.
Some of the children of the gentry went there to study.
Sima Hui, it can be said that success is the mirror of water and failure is the mirror of water.
Because before, Sima Hui took the route of knowing people and created something like "Yin Kun" or "Feng Chu". The results were known all over the world. Although he gained the reputation of superman because of this, it also attracted many nobles to come to Sima Hui.
When I was wandering around, I didn't really want to ask Sima Hui for advice, but I wanted to be the next winner of the title...
When he came to Zheng Xuan to ask for advice, Zheng Xuan could naturally answer it easily, but when he came to Sima Hui to ask for a name, Sima Hui could not give it to him at will. Comparing the two items, Sima Hui suddenly felt much embarrassed, and his heart could not help but feel greatly.
It's like thinking "who came first", but it's very helpless.
Zheng Xuan did not live in the city of Chang'an, but settled at the foot of the mountain in the western suburbs of Chang'an. This place is called Little Lion Mountain. There is a small lake on the side of the mountain, which is quite round in shape. On weekdays, the water in it is calm, like a mirror, so it is called
For small mirror color.
Next to the small mirror is where Zheng Xuan, his disciple Xi Lu and others live. There are more than ten thatched cottages, and there is a lecture every day, which only lasts about half an hour, or at most an hour. After all, old man Zheng is also old and in poor health.
Support. Sometimes I talk about rhymes, sometimes I talk about scriptures, it varies. It all depends on Zheng Xuan’s will. He never gives any notice in advance. When the nobles come, they can’t make any requests. They can only say that it’s like a daily lottery and they want to hear it.
Some courses are purely luck-based.
Most of the descendants of the gentry lived in Chang'an City or the nearby mausoleums. They rushed here eagerly in the morning to listen to Zheng Xuan's lecture. It was basically noon. Although people in the Han Dynasty generally had two meals,
For the children of the noble family, eating snacks and drinking tea cannot be called a meal, so it does not violate taboos and is not considered transgression.
So after Zheng Xuan finished his lectures, the gentry disciples often gathered around the small mirror and met to cook tea, argue, or talk about Taoism. It became another gathering point after Qinglong Temple.
Qinglong Temple is more like a super supermarket in later generations. It has everything, from gems from the Western Regions to brocades from Sichuan and Sichuan, reprints of ancient books, Cai's new books, etc., almost everything is included, and Zheng Xuan's small mirror is
It's like a private restaurant. You can't order what you want, it's all cooked by the chef, and there are no other items, so the styles are completely different and not comparable.
But people, in their nature, are somewhat "mean", and the same is true for Zheng Xuan. The more freely Zheng Xuan lectures, the more people are willing to come and win a prize every day. If they meet Zheng Xuan and he talks about his knowledge,
At the bottleneck, people who are more or less integrated will naturally spread the word of joy, so that in the land of Guanzhong, the so-called "survivor bias" of Zheng Xuan's style naturally exists among the nobles. It seems that after listening to Zheng Xuan's lectures,
It's like having a sudden enlightenment...
In normal times, there would be some bright wild flowers next to the small mirror, and the spring scenery could be appreciated, but now it is desolate, with a biting cold wind.
At the end of the month, noon was approaching. Although there was no rain or snow, dark clouds were still hanging low. The sky was as dark as dusk. The few wild flowers beside the lake also lost their bright and bright colors in the spring. I only hated myself.
There is no snowy pride of plum blossoms or the frosty appearance of camellia.
Zhen Mi was wearing a black lamb's fur and sat quietly next to the small mirror. The black lamb's fur contrasted with her delicate and fair face, making her look even more delicate. Her lips were lightly red, giving her a bright color.
Next to Zhen Mi, the obedient maid like a little rabbit rolled her eyes, as if she wanted to say something but didn't dare.
"It's such a wonderful spring time... It's time to paint..."
Zhen Mi said softly, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyebrows.
"The paintings are divided into six categories, figures, houses, landscapes, pommel horses, flowers and birds, ghosts and gods..." Zhen Mi picked up the pen and painted on the table in front of her, "Unfortunately, it is easier to draw ghosts than to draw people..."
Someone is coming from Jizhou.
Back then, these guys didn't want to leave, so they let Zhen Mi go. These guys didn't want to change, so they let Zhen Mi change. These guys didn't want to sacrifice, so they asked Zhen Mi to sacrifice. These guys didn't want to betray their appearance, so they let Zhen Mi
Selling color.
Now, Jizhou is having a hard time, and has come to find Zhen Mi again, asking why Zhen Mi has not made any progress, why he has not been able to repay the family, and why he has not given up the gold-painted fan business...
The little rabbit-like maid's ears twitched as if she heard something. She stretched her neck and turned her head to take a look, and immediately said, "My dear, Madam Xin is here..."
Zhen Mi put down the pen and Yingying stood up. A smile immediately appeared on her delicate face and she stepped forward.
"Sister Zhen, why did you choose this place? The lake and hills are low, what's the point?"
Zhen Mi smiled very elegantly, and while guiding Xin Xianying to sit down, she said, "Master Zheng is here. Although the mountain is not high, it is full of bells and spirits. Although there is not much water, it can refresh the mind. What's not beautiful about it?"
Xin Xianying curled her lips, then looked at another group of noble disciples in the distance, frowned and said: "It's a pity that flies and swarms are lingering around here and causing trouble. It's really annoying..."
Zhen Mi's smile remained the same, "Isn't it just right? Let these self-proclaimed great people see what we can do...ah, Madam Wang is here too..."
