After the newcomers are incorporated, naturally they cannot be mixed with the old people.
There are more than 240 servants and servants from wealthy families, and they are organized into five teams, each with a team leader - basically all the children of the family.
Most of these people had seen previous battles and expressed emotional stability.
Starting from the next day, Shao Xun gave them a simple training, and sent people to various places in the south of the city to search for food and grass, and transport them back to Piyong or even to the Taixue next door for storage.
On the first day of October, many people moved here one after another, some were resettled in Piyong, and some went to Taixue.
At a glance, it seems that the troops are getting stronger.
On the second day of the lunar month, news came from the north. After Zhang Fang suffered a defeat, he allowed his soldiers to burn, kill and loot in the west of the city to boost morale. Thousands of people in Luoyang died.
Subsequently, Zhang Fang led his troops to attack Ximing Gate due west of Luoyang, but failed and retreated. Wang Shi went out of the city to pursue him and beheaded thousands of people.
On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Sima Yi, the governor-general, returned to the capital in honor of the emperor. A few days later, Qian Xiu led his Ye soldiers to pursue him to Dongyang Gate. He was defeated and left in embarrassment.
The above news was brought here by Yu Liang.
He figured it out and persuaded his father Yu Chen to move his family to Piyong for a temporary stay. In fact, it would be impossible if he didn't come. He would have lost all his parts and could not defend himself.
"Since September, although Wang Shi has retreated step by step, he has won more victories than lost and killed many enemies. From this point of view, the battle of Luoyang may be won." Yu Liang didn't know where he found a copy of a painting on silk The map of Luoyang on silk was chatting in front of Mi Huang.
Mi Huang nodded repeatedly, looking a little excited.
Shao Xun leaned on the corridor pillar and watched quietly.
As the de facto core of Piyong's garrison, although he did not speak, both Mi Huang and Yu Liang were subconsciously paying attention to his attitude.
Mi Huang was okay and had gotten used to it, but Yu Liang felt a little unhappy.
In fact, in this social environment, it is normal for him to feel this unhappy.
There is indeed a gap between the nobles and the common people. Leaving aside the South, although the order in the North is gradually collapsing, not everyone can turn the corner quickly.
"Battle reports can deceive people, but the battle front cannot." Shao Xun suddenly said.
Mi Huang and Yu Liang were a little stunned when they heard this.
"A great victory today, another great victory tomorrow, and another victory the day after tomorrow. Win, win, win, win to the end, the emperor retreated to the palace, and the governor also withdrew to Luoyang. The battlefield became Ximing Gate and Dongyang Gate, don't you feel Is there a problem?" Shao Xun asked.
"Are these good news all fake?" Yu Liang asked in disbelief.
"It's probably true. The King's Division may have indeed won the battle, killing a lot of enemy troops and having fewer casualties on our side. This is normal. After all, the combat effectiveness of the Luoyang Chinese Army can still be trusted." Shao Xun said: "But the Commander-in-Chief cannot Inflict decisive damage on the enemy, that is, defeat the enemy's main force in one battle, capture and kill more than 50,000 people, and make them completely frightened. As the saying goes, it is better to cut off one of their ten fingers than to hurt them. Today, you defeat an army, capture and kill thousands of people, and after the thieves retreat, , regain the morale of the army, reorganize, and come again to kill, how do you treat it?"
"Tactically, we are constantly victorious, but strategically, we are always passive. This battle is going to be very problematic."
"Before, we were still fighting in Fengshi County, Yanshi County and other places. Now we have retreated to Luoyang City. I'm worried that the Gongun guilds have their own ideas."
"The Luoyang Central Army is not a direct descendant of the Governor. Will they really work hard for him? If the King of Hejian and the King of Chengdu offer a suitable price, what if they sell the Governor?"
"Anyway, after all these years, Wang Lun of Zhao and Wang Ji of Qi have been sold. What will happen if Wang Yi of Changsha is sold again? If the governor of Changsha is sold earlier, Luoyang will return to peace as soon as possible. I can still walk in the snow to look for plum blossoms and worship the stone as a fairy. , wouldn’t it be nice?”
Mi Huang sighed silently after hearing this, obviously thinking of this possibility.
Although Yu Liang is precocious, he is only fifteen years old and has not experienced too much deceitfulness in the human heart, so he will face it head-on.
After Shao Xun finished speaking, he turned around and left to check the placement of the new arrivals.
In fact, he was also very upset.
The battle was going nowhere, and his future became increasingly unpredictable.
Sima Yi seemed to have won consecutive battles and gained the upper hand tactically, which made Sima Ying and Sima Yong secretly frown - to be honest, when they mobilized an army of 300,000 to conquer Luoyang, they never expected to be taught such a miserable lesson. , in the final analysis, the combat effectiveness is still weaker, but now you can only rely on physical strength to win.
But Sima Yi's Achilles' heel is also obvious: lack of stamina.
It has been a month since the war started, and the main elite forces have completely given up on the suburbs of Luoyang and have begun to rely on the capital and peripheral positions to attempt a defensive counterattack.
But is it really possible to fight back? It's hard to say.
No solution, no solution.
Shao Xun walked from building to building, inspecting them very carefully, and focused on asking if there was any harassment by sergeants. After getting a negative answer, I was satisfied. He still has prestige now and can speak better than the real owner Mi Huang.
"See you again." In the Xuantang, Shao Xun looked at the little girl who had met twice before and said with a smile.
"It's you." The little girl put down the book in her hand, stood up and bowed, then narrowed her eyes.
There were a few little sisters beside her. She didn't know which family they belonged to. They hesitated to speak and pretended not to see Shao Xun, lowering their heads to make female celebrities.
"Are you making delicious food?" Shao Xun asked, looking at the fragrant earthen pots and rice steamers.
"You have captured all the servants and maids, so I have to do it myself." Yu Wenjun complained softly.
Shao Xun laughed and said: "The war is in turmoil, so it's good to learn how to cook."
"I learned it all the time." Yu Wenjun picked up the book and waved it in front of Shao Xun as if to show off.
Shao Xun saw the name: "Shi Shu".
He originally thought that scholar women only had clothes to put their hands on, food to open their mouths, and no fingers to touch the spring water. It seemed that he had a bit of a misunderstanding, or he really didn't understand the education situation of noble women in these days.
"Women need to cultivate their feminine skills, which must include drinking and eating." Yu Wenjun memorized the contents of the book to himself: "When serving your aunt and offering sacrifices at all times, you must not let children do it. You must always use your own hands."
The meaning is very clear. To serve the parents-in-law and perform sacrifices during the four seasons, it is best for the hostess not to use maidservants but to prepare the meals herself.
You should also always pay attention to your husband's diet, choose appropriate dishes from "Shi Shu", and change the taste, which will nourish your body.
Therefore, cooking is an important part of "women's skills", and "women's skills" are also a compulsory course for noble women.
Shao Xun thinks it’s pretty good.
Aristocratic women also had to cook with their own hands to please their parents-in-law and husband. At least they were better than many little fairies from ordinary families in later generations. It was really a bonus of the times.
"You have a lot to think about at a young age," he said with a smile.
Yu Wenjun's face glowed with a faint pink color, and his bright eyes lowered and blinked.
"Is there a lot of fighting outside?" she asked, changing the subject.
"Have you seen it?"
"When I came from Yujie, the ground was covered with blood, which made me sick to my stomach when I heard it."
"Are you scared?"
"This world -" Yu Wenjun suddenly raised his face and asked seriously: "Is this the way it is and it will never get better?"
Shao Xun suddenly discovered that the little girl's eyes were quite complex and contained many meanings.
There seems to be a longing for a better life.
The spring outing in March was probably her first time traveling far away. The intermission of the war gave her enough tenderness and allowed her to have too many unrealistic fantasies about this colorful world.
There also seems to be a lot of worries about reality.
The war since September has been brutal enough. Especially the Guanzhong soldiers led by Zhang Fang greatly refreshed the bottom line. The messy corpses and smelly blood on Kaiyangmen Royal Street brought an unimaginable shock to her. This was the opposite of the beautiful scene in March when spring flowers were blooming and tourists were everywhere - the people who went on an outing with her at the time Little sisters, someone must have disappeared forever, right?
The chaos since Yongkang has really reshaped a generation. Even the little girl has not been spared. Everyone has been caught up in it, running wildly into the night along with the tide of history.
"As long as there is hope, there is still a chance." Shao Xun said: "It would be difficult if everyone loses hope and just wants to escape."
"Escape?" Yu Wenjun asked, "Are you saying that some people want to go south to escape the chaos?"
Shao Xun was startled.
It stands to reason that the northern scholars would not have completely lost confidence if they had not experienced the Yongjia Rebellion. Is it possible that some people now judge that the Eight Kings Rebellion will cause huge damage and irreparable losses, so that they are pessimistic and disappointed and want to escape south?
Thinking of this, he had to admit that there should indeed be such people, and their group was growing, but they probably hadn't risen to the mainstream yet, right?
Could it be that the Yu family also wants to cross south? Isn't it?
How could it be possible to give up such a huge family fortune in Yingchuan's hometown? Zhang Fang has not yet wreaked havoc on Yuzhou, and the Xiongnu have not yet shown their ambitions. It is really not possible.
"I'm going to cook." Yu Wenjun bowed again and walked back.
Her little sisters held her and whispered something. Some of them looked at Shao Xun secretly, and they probably said something bad.
Shao Xun left Xuantang, silently thinking about the message he had just received.
Wang Queer was driven back to review his homework. Chen Yougen followed him with a heavy sword, scratching his head and ears, not knowing what he was thinking.
"When the elite betrays the country, hey!" Shao Xun said something Chen Yougen couldn't understand, and looked at the sky.
Why do time travelers have such a hard time?
The feeling of not being able to control your own destiny sucks.
"Uncle." Chen Yougen finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Say." Shao Xun turned around and looked at this gangster's arrogant personal attendant.
"Although the little lady of the Yu family is precocious and can write poems at the age of six, she is still too young after all." Chen Yougen said: "Her mother, the Guanqiu family, is quite pretty. If the governor likes it..."
"Bang!" Shao Xun kicked him to the ground.
I don’t smelt copper, and I’m not a pervert. How could I make such malicious guesses?
Chen Yougen glanced at Shao Xun a little aggrievedly, as if to say, when you kill people, you are a pervert, so sick that you scare the Western soldiers who eat human flesh away.
"Get up, what are you pretending to be?" Shao Xun kicked his butt again and scolded with a smile: "I don't like what you just said, but the tone of your words makes me very happy. You have the energy to fear nothing. , good, keep it up.”
Chen Yougen was confused. What did Du Bo mean?
Shao Xun laughed and left.
Chen Yougen did not pay attention to the aristocratic family or the court at all. He had great contempt for these authorities and only truly recognized those who could convince him.
That's good.
Sometimes it's the lesser of two evils.
Shao Xun used to think that this man was too habitual and unfit to be a soldier. But now it seems that at the critical moment, Chen Yougen is very likely to be on his side?
So, where can we find more Chen Yougen? This is something he needs to consider long-term.
