Guan Ji squinted her eyes and looked at Feng Yong with a half-smile.
"As a captain who protects the Qiang, and a man who has been awarded a title for his military merits, he can so confidently say that he cannot learn military formations."
"I wonder what the thief Cao will think after hearing this?"
Feng Yongyong felt ashamed, but instead felt proud. He said shamelessly, "Isn't that right? It's bad luck for them if they meet me."
Then he coaxed his superior, "Xijun hasn't said yet whether it's feasible for the soldiers under the Protector Qiang Colonel to practice eight formations."
"The soldiers used in the Eight Formations must firstly be able to understand various military orders, and secondly, must have strict military discipline. The soldiers brought by Alang are the most suitable."
Guan Ji said this with an expression of admiration on her face, "Although Alang can't learn military formations, his military training skills are rare for others."
"On the battlefield, which general doesn't want the soldiers trained by Alang? But the price is a bit high."
When Feng Yong heard this, a look of pride appeared on his face.
"But among the troops led by A Lang, which camp should the most elite ones belong to? Has A Lang ever thought about it?"
"It's the Modao Team."
Feng Yongyong said without thinking.
Whether it is psychologically or based on the actual situation, Modao Team is Feng Yong's biggest reliance.
Of course, it is also the most expensive battalion.
The more expensive it is, the more elite it is. This sentence is a true portrayal of the army led by Feng Yong.
"But Alang, there is no Mo Dao team in the Eight Formations."
Guan Ji reminded, "If Alang wants to train the battalion of the Colonel Guarding Qiang into eight formations, he must first eliminate the Modao team. In this way, Alang will give up the most elite battalion and start over."
Guan Ji stared at Feng Yong with her beautiful eyes, her gaze revealing intelligence, "Mo Dao Team has been invincible since they went into battle. It is a unique weapon in A Lang's hands."
"With the Modao Team, even if Alang doesn't know the eight formations, he can compete with famous generals. But if Alang abandons the Modao Team for the eight formations, what will Alang do if I am no longer by his side one day?"
"Therefore, in my opinion, Alang's move is tantamount to sacrificing his strengths and taking advantage of his weaknesses, which is really inappropriate."
Feng Yong was startled after hearing Guan Ji's words, and then he woke up. It seemed that he was indeed a little too superstitious about the famous Eight Formations in history.
The Eight Formation Diagram is a strict formation, and all aspects must be closely coordinated. Although the distribution of combat power in each direction is focused, overall it is relatively balanced.
The Modao team is different. It is Feng Yong's main trump card, and other battalions fight around it.
The characteristics of these two are destined to conflict.
After being reminded of this by Guan Ji, Feng Yongyong couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, "No wonder the Prime Minister didn't say anything when he saw that I couldn't learn the Eight Formations. It turns out he had thought of this level a long time ago."
When Guan Ji heard this, she thought for a moment and nodded, "I guess that's how it should be."
Then she saw that Feng Yong looked a little uninterested, and couldn't help but comforted, "Alang doesn't have to be like this. The prime minister taught Alang the eight formations. Maybe there is another reason."
"What other reasons could there be?"
Feng Yongyong said nonchalantly.
"After all, the Modao Team is Alang's original creation. There has been no military formation like this since ancient times. The Prime Minister couldn't explain, but he just wanted Alang to learn the eight formation diagrams and see if he could improve a military formation that could match the Modao Team.
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"Huh?" Feng Yong was stunned, "This seems to make sense?"
Then he asked doubtfully, "Then why didn't the Prime Minister tell me?"
This time it was Guan Ji's turn to let out a dissatisfied "Ouch", "It's obvious at a glance that such an important weapon as the Modao Team belongs to Alang's sect. If the Prime Minister proposed it on his own initiative, wouldn't he be suspected of coveting it?"
That's not necessarily true. He is silent now, but he just can't afford it. If he waits until the big man has the capital to raise the Modao Team, I don't believe he is a gentleman.
Feng Yong said secretly in his heart.
But what Guan Ji said makes sense. The Mo Dao Team is a brand new unit for Zhuge Lao Yao.
What's more important is that he has never personally led the Mo Dao team and has little experience. I am afraid that he will not be able to deduce a special military formation for them in a short period of time.
So he taught himself military formations, and maybe he had the idea of making two poles if there were dates but no dates.
If I can deduce a military formation suitable for the Mo Dao team based on the current military formation, then I will have achieved my goal and can also accumulate experience for the big man.
The only thing that the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty failed to estimate was probably Feng Junhou's level 12 handicap.
Feng Yong touched his chin and thought darkly in his heart, maybe the old demon Zhuge has been secretly simulating the Modao team's military formation!
"Xijun, tell me, if I write a letter to ask the Prime Minister for advice on the Modao team's military formation, will the Prime Minister teach me?"
"The Prime Minister is even willing to teach Alang the Eight Formations that he painstakingly deduced. What else is there that he doesn't want to teach?"
Guan Ji naturally didn't know Feng Yong's dark psychology, "It's just that the Prime Minister may not know what the Modao team's military formation looks like. If I really ask the Prime Minister, I'm afraid he will have to deduce it again."
A thoughtful look appeared on Guan Ji's face, "Otherwise, I'll write to my aunt and ask her if she can help."
"Excellent," Feng Yongyi clapped his hands, "I also wrote to the Prime Minister, saying that the Prime Minister and his wife could not deduce a new military formation."
"Then Alang needs to explain the shape of the Mo Dao, the fighting methods, the preparation of soldiers, armor and other things in detail to my concubine."
"No problem. It's been a long night and it's time to have a good talk with Mr. Xi."
Feng Yong was just thinking of sending a letter to Hanzhong, but Hanzhong had already sent someone to deliver a letter.
"Wenxuan's letter?"
Feng Yong held the letter with a solemn look on his face.
It's not surprising that Li Yi wrote to himself, but what's strange is that it was sealed with red paint.
It shows that there is very important content in it.
Looking at the steward of Dongfeng Express standing opposite him with his hands hanging, Feng Yong asked, "Has Wenxuan sent any message?"
"Back to Junhou, Li Langjun said, two, three, three, three."
The manager of Dongfeng Express replied respectfully.
Feng Yong nodded, "I understand, you can go down first."
After the steward left, Feng Yong took the letter and carefully observed it, and found that the red paint on the seal was indeed not damaged, and there was a complete line of 2333 symbols engraved on the seal.
After making sure that it had not been opened by anyone, Feng Yong took out his dagger and carefully opened it.
The first time he looked at it, he saw not the main text, but the number in the lower right corner, which was exactly two.
Turn to the second page again, two plus one.
On the third page, one plus one plus one.
Page four, one plus two.
They are all unique numerical symbols of Nanxiang.
The codes matched. It was a letter from Li Yi.
Because the courtyard was built temporarily and was just for Feng Yong and others to spend this winter, some specific rooms were not prepared.
For example, there is a study room specially used for discussing confidential matters.
Feng Yong took the letter and returned to his room and closed the door.
Guan Ji in the room was writing a letter. When she saw Feng Yong's solemn expression, she was shocked and thought something had happened.
"Letter from Wenxuan."
Feng Yong looked at her expression and first explained, "It's a red mark within the Xinghan Society."
As the first lady, Guan Ji naturally knows what the red mark represents.
In other words, the content of Li Yi's letter carries certain risks.
Is there anything else in the Han Dynasty that could pose a risk to Alang?
Guan Ji's heart tightened and she quickly came over.
Li Yi's letter is about the prime minister asking Feng Yong to write a letter to persuade Li Feng.
On the surface, this matter doesn't seem to be a big deal.
But in fact, according to Li Yi's view, this was already a political game involving the top figures in the Han Dynasty, and the risks should not be underestimated.
"Alang is far away in Longyou. Why would the Prime Minister involve Alang in this matter?"
Guan Ji frowned slightly.
After reading Li Yi's letter, she also disapproved of Feng Yong's involvement in this matter.
As long as Feng Yong writes to Li Feng, he will definitely offend Li Yan.
The Prime Minister is naturally not afraid of offending anyone, but that does not mean that Feng Yong is the same.
As the Central Protector, Li Yan is in charge of domestic and foreign military affairs, and he is also the auxiliary minister. Now the Prime Minister plans to let him return to Jincheng to handle all matters in the Prime Minister's Mansion. After all, he is the first person under the Prime Minister.
Offending such people is not a wise thing to do.
What's more, if we are close, we will never be distant, and a son will not complain about his father's faults.
Even if Li Feng calls Feng Yong his brother, if Feng Yong rashly tries to persuade Li Feng, he might even offend Li Feng.
Li Yan is Li Feng's elder, and Feng Yong is just a fake brother. Who will Li Feng turn to? No need to ask?
Feng Yong also frowned. According to the original history, Li Yan would not fall until the Fourth Northern Expedition, which would be at least three years of his political career from now.
Zhuge Lao Yao was already dissatisfied with Li Yan after the Southern Expedition, but he endured it for several years and at the same time agreed to many of Li Yan's unreasonable demands.
For example, Li Yan was dissatisfied with being transferred from Jiangzhou, and there were private rumors that Sima Yi of Cao Wei had set up an official position to induce him to surrender.
He forced Old Demon Zhuge to promote him to the rank of General of Hussars. At the same time, he also handed over all affairs of the Prime Minister's Mansion in Jincheng to him, and even asked Li Feng to handle matters in Jiangzhou.
With Zhuge's temperament, if he could agree to such excessive conditions, besides wanting to use Li Yan's talents as he said, he was afraid that he would not be able to defeat Li Yan for a while.
It wasn't until Li Yan participated in the Northern Expedition and something went wrong while helping to transport food to the rear that Zhuge Yao suddenly turned his face and seized the opportunity to pursue him and beat him up, turning him into a commoner.
The outcome of the Northern Expedition has changed. Feng Yong is not sure how many years Li Yan still has in his political career.
Besides, I met Li Feng originally, but through Zhuge Lao Yao...
Thinking of this, Feng Yong was excited. He lowered his voice and said, "Xijun, tell me, was this friendship between me and Li Feng planned by the Prime Minister from the beginning?"
After all, when he was imprisoned, it was Li Feng who went to Fengzhuang to report the letter.
Feng Yong had to recognize this love.
But if Old Demon Zhuge planned it at that time, that means that after returning from the Southern Expedition, he was already thinking about how to deal with Li Yan.
"Why do Alang think so? The Prime Minister wouldn't..."
After hearing Feng Yong's words, Guan Ji's face changed slightly. She really couldn't think of any words to describe the rest of the words because she wasn't sure.
Feng Yong said nothing, but the doubts in his heart did not diminish at all.
There is naturally a reason for him to think this way.
With Zhuge Lao Yao's temperament, it is not unusual for him to dig a hole in advance.
More importantly, Feng Yong also knew that in the original history, after the old demon Zhuge overthrew Li Yan, he personally wrote a letter to comfort Li Feng and asked him to continue to serve the Han Dynasty.
Deposing his father and using his son, Zhuge Lao Yao can do it without any pressure.
Anyway, if it were Feng Yong himself, he would have to recite the phrase "The spring breeze blows and new life comes again", and then use his evil hands to cut off the weeds and eradicate the roots.
The key to the question now is whether Old Demon Zhuge intends to give Li Yan a chance, or whether he intends to just get rid of Li Yan.
Because the historical trajectory has changed, Li Yan probably has no chance to take the blame for the Northern Expedition's inability to transport grain.
Unlike Li Yi and Guan Ji who were worried about offending Li Yan, Feng Yong was not afraid of offending Li Yan.
Not to mention Li Yan, even the old demon Zhuge would not touch him easily now.
But Feng really had a psychological shadow on the Han Prime Minister.
It's obviously wrong for you to drag me into something that obviously has nothing to do with me.
Guan Ji looked at Feng Yong frowning and muttering, and hesitated several times.
Finally, he said, "In my opinion, the Prime Minister is very tolerant of A-lang, and he values A-lang very highly."
"But my concubine, Alang, seems to be quite wary of the Prime Minister. Why is this?"
Feng Yong sighed, "It's not that I'm wary of the Prime Minister, but my status is different now. Every move I make may be seen by someone who is interested."
As he spoke, he raised the letter paper in his hand, "The Prime Minister only asked Wenxuan to send me a message this time, but he did not explain the reason. He said that I would know what to do after reading the letter."
The words Zhuge Laoyao told Li Yi obviously had profound meaning.
"But don't say it's me now, it's you," Feng Yong pointed at Guan Ji, and then at himself, "Both of us are confused now."
"The Prime Minister obviously asked me to think clearly about the joints involved. If I can't figure it out, it will be difficult to grasp the scale of this letter."
Guan Ji finally understood this time, "What Alang means is that the prime minister did it on purpose?"
Feng Yong glanced at his wife, sighed, and nodded.
Guan Ji is indeed a force type.
My concubine is quite intelligent, but not political enough.
"This should be the Prime Minister's test for me."
Obviously, after the Northern Expedition, with my current status, I can still be regarded as a small hill.
Zhuge Yao Yao is most likely preparing to see if he has the ability to deal with court politics.
It's just that this whetstone is a bit big.
Feng Yong and Guan Ji were staring at each other, when suddenly the door banged, and at the same time, someone shouted outside, "Sister, are you in there?"
Guan Ji went to open the door and asked, "What's wrong with Si Niang?"
Zhang Xingyi poked his head in and saw Feng Yong inside. He immediately curled his lips and said, "Why are you closing the door in broad daylight? Are you doing something bad?"
Guan Ji blushed and said angrily, "Sister, don't talk nonsense."
Zhang Xingyi opened the door and walked in, hugging Guan Ji's arm, "I will go back to Hanzhong the day after tomorrow. My sister promised to accompany me to pick some good horses today. Did she forget?"
Guan Ji patted her head and said apologetically, "Ah, I really forgot about it when I was so busy."
"What are you doing, sister?"
Zhang Xingyi glanced at Feng Yong again.
"It's nothing." Guan Ji glanced at Feng Yong, "I just discussed some things with your brother-in-law."
Zhang Xingyi's face froze when she heard the word "brother-in-law".
Feng Yong took a deep breath, pretended not to hear anything, folded the letter, then stood up and coughed, "Well, let me go to the military camp outside the city first."
Just as he was passing by the two women, Guan Ji grabbed him and said, "Why are you so anxious? Neither of us can think of anything about this matter, so why not let Si Niang help us think about it."
When Zhang Xingyi heard this, joy suddenly appeared on his face and he quickly said, "Okay, okay!"
"What's good? You don't even know anything and you dare to say yes?"
Feng Yong refused.
Zhang Xingyi suddenly raised his eyebrows.
"Don't underestimate Si Niang, she may be more powerful than you."
Guan Ji looked at Feng Yong meaningfully.
Back then in Jincheng, the two of them teamed up to hack Xu Xun, but it was Siniang's idea, and she was only thirteen years old at the time.
When she was getting married to Alang, Siniang left for Nanxiang.
This move not only resolved the conflict between the powerful and the royal family, but also made many people praise her for her general knowledge. Even Alang felt that he owed her something.
She was only fourteen years old that year.
What's more important is that the queen sister behind Siniang is not an ordinary person.
The Queen was able to delegate the power outside the palace to Siniang. Naturally, it was not possible just because Siniang was her sister.
When Feng Yong saw what Guan Jidu said, he had no choice but to take out the letter, hand it to Zhang Xingyi, and then explained the matter again.
Unexpectedly, after Zhang Xingyi read the letter and listened to Feng Yong's narration, he just turned his head and thought for a moment, then looked at Feng Yong with contempt and sneered, "You really have no guts... you have no future! This kind of thing is useless.
