The guerrilla general Mao Anzhi was severely implicated by Xu Zongwen. Jin Emperor Sima Changming agreed with Xu Zongwen's suggestion and issued an edict to dismiss Mao Anzhi from office on the charge of dereliction of duty and embezzlement of pay, and ordered him to write a confession at home.
In fact, Mao Anzhi ended up being dismissed from office because Xu Zongwen did not unjustly accuse him. Xu Zongwen personally checked and found that the number of registered soldiers in the guerrilla battalion under Mao An was around 1,200, but in fact it was less than 800. Most of the people are old and weak.
Mao Anzhi has been serving as a guerrilla general for three years. According to the promotion rules of the Forbidden Army, as long as Zuowei General Zhang Songzhi is transferred, he can directly replace him as Zuowei General. Even taking the next step is not impossible.
There are still many people in the 18th Battalion of the Forbidden Army like Mao Anzhi who embezzled military pay and took advantage of their quotas. There are also many many military camps like the guerrilla camps that used weapons to make up for the numbers and used the old and the weak to make up for the strong.
There is a long way to go, and reorganizing the Eighteenth Battalion of the Forbidden Army will not be accomplished overnight. Xu Zongwen knows this better than anyone, so he refused at the beginning, but in order to gain the trust and respect of the Jin Emperor, he must face the difficulties!
Even if he offended the gentry army by reorganizing the Eighteenth Battalion of the Forbidden Army, and finally fled Jiankang City in despair and ended up working in a barren mountain retreat, he had no regrets!
You have to grit your teeth and walk on the path you choose!
With Mao Anzhi's lessons learned, the generals of the 18th Battalion of the Forbidden Army were very respectful to Xu Zongwen.
At least, that's how it seems.
Huanfu, another courtyard.
Xu Zongwen was very busy during this period. He spent two days walking around the 18th Camp and had a rough understanding of the situation of the 18th Camp. It was not until the fourth day of the Lunar New Year that he returned from around Taicheng. Huanfu.
Just after returning to Huan Mansion, Xu Zongwen suddenly received a beautifully decorated letter.
"General, this is what Mrs. Huan sent here!" Guo Sang pushed Xu Zongwen with a teasing smile on his lips.
Xi Jian, wearing a crane cloak, was sitting in front of the case to check the intelligence Xu Zongwen had obtained in the Eighteenth Battalion of the Forbidden Army in the past few days, and carefully analyzed the problems existing in the Eighteenth Battalion of the Forbidden Army. Suddenly, he heard the eldest lady of the Huan Mansion delivering a letter to Xu Zongwen, and the corner of his mouth rose slightly, helpless. He shook his head and continued to flip through the documents.
Xu Zongwen opened the letter, and there was nothing else in it, just a bunch of numbers written: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten million."
People who don't know will be really confused by this letter. It's hard to understand what it means with a bunch of numbers.
"Could this be Sima Xiangru's!" Guo Shang took a closer look and was sure.
Yes, this is a letter written by Sima Xiangru to his wife Zhuo Wenjun.
Because Sima Xiangru was appreciated by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, he was promoted step by step, and gradually became involved in the crowd of celebrities in Chang'an. He wanted to take a concubine, so he wrote this letter full of numbers and sent it to his wife Zhuo Wenjun.
Zhuo Wenjun read her husband's letter and understood at a glance that her husband had changed his mind. From one to ten thousand, there was only one hundred million, implying that his wife had no intention of doing anything.
Zhuo Wenjun was very sad, so she wrote a new letter "Baitou Yin" with these thirteen numbers as the title to reply to her husband Sima Xiangru.
Later, after Sima Xiangru read this letter, he regretted it and was so ashamed that he quickly gave up the idea of taking a concubine and immediately took his wife from Shu to Chang'an.
Wuyi is unintentional. Xu Zongwen, who was still smiling just now, has his lips frozen. Interesting!
Guo Shang touched the tip of his nose and left angrily.
"Wait a minute, where is Zijin going?" Xu Zongwen put down the letter and called to Guo Shang who had already stepped out.
Guo Shang froze in place, turned around and smiled awkwardly: "It seems that it's time for snacks. I'll go to the front hall to take a look."
The big meal is before noon, the snack is at the end of Shenshi, and the midnight snack is a snack when the lamp is turned on.
Xu Zongwen stepped forward and grabbed Guo Sang's foot with one hand, dragging Guo Sang back alive.
"You are a good Han Li. Answer a letter for me." As soon as Guo Shang sat down, Xu Zongwen prepared the pen and paper and said with a smile.
Guo Shang nodded helplessly. Fortunately, he had opened his eyes to Xu Zongwen's ghostly drawings. It seemed that he could only ghostwrite this reply once.
As if he had already seen Guo Shang's doubts, Xu Zongwen thought about it and immediately chanted: "Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to make water, except for Wushan, it was not clouds. I looked back lazily at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king."
"Zijin, start writing." Xu Zongwen reminded.
Guo Shang was startled, then turned his eyes and hummed softly.
""Wind", "Ya" and "Song" died, one changed into "Li Sao", another changed into Han five-character poems, the third changed into a miscellany of songs and lines, and the fourth changed into five-character rhymed poems."
"Five words are from Li Ling and Yun Meicheng of the Han Dynasty, seven words are from Han Wu's "Bai Liang", four words are from Wei Meng, six words are from Gu Yong, three words are from Xiahou Zhan, and nine words are from Gaogui Township Gong .”
"General, your seven words are far better than "Bai Liang", and on par with Sima Xiangru!"
Guo Shang's comments were very pertinent, which attracted Xi Jian to join in the fun.
Xi Jian: "The general has a good temperament, is so poetic, and has a good demeanor!"
Xu Zongwen felt proud at the side: "General, I was walking among thousands of flowers, and not a single leaf touched me. Do you understand?"
Guo Shang and Xi Jian looked at each other, shook their heads and smiled bitterly...
Huan Xianrong's heart has been very complicated these days. The emperor's sudden marriage grant, including Xu Zongwen's sudden entry into the palace, all of this at the turn of the old and new years, are so unreal, like a dream!
"Shuangyue, is there any news from the other courtyard?" Huan Xianrong leaned under the window eaves on the second floor of the boudoir, looking at the changing sky outside.
The maid Shuangyue trotted up from downstairs, holding a letter tightly in her hand. It was a reply sent by Xu Zongwen from another hospital.
"Madam, the reply is here!"
Huan Xianrong turned away. She was very bad at hiding it. When she heard the reply from her fiancé, she suddenly became interested.
Shuangyue handed over the letter with a smile and replied: "Madam, I have been waiting impatiently!"
"Damn girl, you are getting more and more courageous!" Huan Xianrong tried his best to control himself and gently opened the envelope.
Huan Xianrong lightly opened his red lips: "Once upon a time, it was difficult to make water out of the sea, but it was not clouds except Wushan Mountain. It was once difficult to make water out of the sea, but it was not clouds except Wushan Mountain..."
"Madam, what do you mean?" Shuangyue, the maid, scratched her head. She couldn't understand the poem on the letterhead at all.
Huan Xianrong couldn't put it down. He rubbed the handwriting on the letter with his neat, white and slender fingers like spring onions, and muttered in his mouth: "The poems are good and the calligraphy is good. This Han Li writing style is vivid, like a dragon and a snake, without any formality. It’s a school of its own…”
If Xu Zongwen heard that the eldest lady of the Huan family used such kind words and generously praised her calligraphy, he would definitely be moved to tears and feel flattered, right?
