Reiter tore off the paint and opened the letter, startled.
Seeing Reiter's expression, Hardluck couldn't help but get angry, stared and asked, "Don't you want to recite it? Why don't you recite it?"
Leiter is his confidant, and the two have been together since he became a centurion. If he doesn't trust him, who else should he trust.
Leiter bit his lip, opened the book and read.
Zhang Liang pricked up his ears and listened carefully, and found that the content of the letter was roughly as follows.
The little saint's literary and martial arts are well-known throughout the world, and he has the world-famous Zhaojiazhuang, Security Corps and Sichuan Protecting Army.
The utensils made in Zhaojiazhuang are all high-quality products that are highly sought after all over the world; the Crystal Statue Appreciation Conference in Xixian County has shocked the ancient times, won gold, and gained both fame and wealth.
The security team is invincible in every battle and conquers every attack. Not only did he defeat the Hu army of more than 200,000 people many times, but he also captured Hu generals and marshals including Wang Dechen.
The Sichuan Protecting Army was a newly formed army. It not only defeated the 100,000-strong army that attacked Wuhou Town with a smaller number, but also made great contributions in attacking Xi County, with only victories but no defeats.
Wuxi showed off the arrogance of the barbarians and attempted to sneak attack on Xi County under the thick fog. Unexpectedly, he got into the dragnet set up by the security group. In a hurry, he had no place to hide and led a team of thousands to hide in Tian's Villa, trying to resist in the villa. Desperate delusion.
The Tian family in Xixian County has been a prominent family for thousands of years and has been in business for hundreds of years. It has steep mountains, strong city walls, and defensive towers.
The chariot battalion only had 500 soldiers and horses, and it was captured effortlessly in half a day.
Wu Xi was cruel and attempted to massacre the city and cut off its heads as a warning to others.
The grassland is vast and the white clouds are gray; the weak are sheep and the strong are wolves.
The Hu people used the country's financial resources to build an army of 500,000 men, hoping to take over Xi County in one fell swoop.
How is the result? Their heads were bruised, their wings were broken, and their wings were broken; more than 100,000 troops suffered heavy casualties.
The lonely peaks of the temple are closed, and the mountains and rivers are poor; the loss of the street pavilion is a lesson from the past.
General Ha is Zhang’s military advisor; surrendering to the sage is the best strategy.
The above article has been reviewed by the little sage, and I hope General Ha and Military Advisor Zhang will consider it carefully.
The person who signed it was Yang Yun, the acting chief of Zhaojiazhuang.
Hearing the last sentence, Hadeleji was so angry that he drew his sword and was about to chop it at the statue of Guan Gong.
Shikole and other soldiers hurried forward and hugged Hadeleji tightly. Hadeleji's face turned red with anger.
He poured out all the tea in the tea cup for Karl, made a new cup of tea, and handed it to Hadleki respectfully.
Leiter stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Hadeleki, and said bravely: "General Ha, it is not a shame to surrender to a strong man, it is a shame to be captured."
He had followed Hadeleji for ten years and already knew Hadeleji's psychological thoughts.
After all, Hadlucki was a captain of thirty thousand men. If he surrendered without saying a word, how could he live up to his reputation?
In his mind, he bet that Hadleji already had the intention of surrender, but there had to be a step to go down.
Thinking of this, he thought of Zhang Liang's resourcefulness, and his eyes lit up.
"Commander Zhang, your name is also in the letter. Take a look. What can you do?" He thought for a while, bowed his hand to Zhang Liang and asked.
Leiter always looked down on the Han people, even if Zhang Liang was a military advisor.
Zhang Liang knew clearly in his heart that although his official position was not as good as his own, he was the most considerate captain of Hadeleji after all, and he did not have the same knowledge as him.
Now that he saw Reiter actually saluting him, he couldn't help but look outside. The sun was still rising from the east, not the west.
Seeing Zhang Liang looking at the sun, Leiter didn't understand what he meant.
He coughed hurriedly and said: "Commander Zhang, you are also a member here, so naturally you have an idea."
"Don't dare, let me think about it." Zhang Liang said while returning the gift.
Leiter was Hardlucky's closest confidant, and his words represented Hardlucky's meaning to a certain extent.
He naturally understands Leiter's thoughts, but he still wants to show off as a scholar.
After all, Leiter has never looked down upon himself very much, so why should he be humbled?
Seeing that Zhang Liang was deep in thought, Leiter asked his men to make tea again, and he personally handed it to Zhang Liang.
Zhang Liang took the tea cup, gently opened the lid, and drank it with a slurp.
He thought for a while, looked at Reiter and asked: "What is the position of the person who wrote the letter?"
"Report to the military advisor, this general doesn't know." Leiter bowed his hands and shook his head after thinking for a while.
Zhang Liang said while drinking tea: "The person who writes the letter determines the other party's attitude. General Lei, think about it, which one is bigger, Zhaojiazhuang or the security group?"
"Zhaojiazhuang, the Security Group, and the Sichuan Protecting Army were all founded by little saints. How to distinguish this?" Leiter thought for a while, scratched his head, and couldn't figure it out after thinking for a long time.
Zhang Liang was secretly amused and asked: "Which one came out first, Zhaojiazhuang, or the security team?"
"This general has not thought about it, and he is not from the Song Dynasty. He doesn't understand these things." Leiter frowned, but still shook his head.
Zhang Liang reminded him: "General Lei, you might as well think about it, there is one in Zhaojiazhuang, how many soldiers and horses are there?"
"The little saint has two troops, one is the Sichuan Guard Army and the other is the security group, and Zhaojiazhuang only has one. From this point of view, Zhaojiazhuang is equivalent to, equivalent to." He hesitated and couldn't say it.
Seeing the expressions everyone looked at him, he finally said: "Is it equivalent to the Ministry of War? This is how the general feels."
Zhang Liang looked him over and nodded: "Now you finally understand. If an officer from the Ministry of War writes to you, do you take it seriously or despise it?"
Leitel thought for a while and suddenly realized: "Of course we attach great importance to it, quite seriously. But what are we going to do and how should we do it?"
"Do we still have a way out?" Zhang Liang did not answer, looked at Hadlucky, and asked Reiter instead.
"When we run out of ammunition and food, it will only be a matter of time before we are wiped out." Speaking of this, Leiter couldn't help lowering his head.
"Although this is a matter of time, we still have something to rely on." Zhang Liang shook his head and looked at Leiter and said.
Leiter's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he bowed his hands: "May I ask the military advisor, what else do we have to rely on?"
"Guandi Temple, if there was no Guandi Temple, the security team would have already attacked. Maybe it has been captured." Zhang Liang looked at the three statues of Guandi and said lightly.
Leiter couldn't help but be horrified and turned pale: "The security team is so powerful? Why don't they attack? The general doesn't understand."
"Because Emperor Guan was a martial sage, the security team was worried about the impact of the attack on the world's civilized people. That's why they turned to the letter of persuasion." Zhang Liang interrupted the last hope of all the Hu people.
No one knows that he just wants this effect to achieve his goal.
Leiter asked unwillingly: "Are we going to surrender without saying a word?"
After saying that, he secretly glanced at Hadlucki, and sure enough he saw him at a loss, holding the tea cup at a loss.
"We can make conditions." Of course Zhang Liang knew what he was thinking and expressed his own opinion.
Leiter secretly glanced at Hadlucky for the first time, and couldn't help but be overjoyed: "How to set conditions?"
"Didn't the letter say that it has been reviewed by the Little Sage? We can mention it to the Little Sage." Zhang Liang thought for a while and expressed his thoughts.
Leiter didn't even think about it and directly denied it: "Who is the little saint? How could he possibly see us generals?"
"How do you know if you haven't tried it? Where's the pen, ink, paper and inkstone?" Zhang Liang said calmly while drinking tea.
Leiter quietly glanced at Hadlucky, saw his dim eyes light up, and understood what he was thinking.
He ordered his soldiers to take out pens, inks, paper and inkstones, lay them out for Zhang Liang himself, and then poured water to grind the ink himself.
After Zhang Liang finished writing, Leiter took a look and found that the Little Saint's article took up most of the page.
He bowed his hands and said, "May I ask the military advisor if this is okay?"
"How can I know if it works if I haven't tried it?" Zhang Liang put the brush on the pen holder and dried the ink on the paper with his mouth, and then answered lightly.
Leiter saw Zhang Liang's calm demeanor, and his anxious heart calmed down.
In his opinion, since Zhang Liang's name was included in the letter from the Minister of War in Zhaojiazhuang, it was obviously because he was a Han and had the same name as Hadeleki.
In fact, what he didn't know was that the reason why Zhaojiazhuang was fond of Zhang Liang was not only because Zhang Liang was a Han, but also because he urged Hadeleki not to massacre the city.
Although Haderucki's ability was not enough to massacre the city, Zhang Liang was kind-hearted and had a good starting point after all, which is worthy of praise.
It was precisely because of this that Yang Yun added Zhang Liang's name to the surrender letter.
Zhao Ping Study Room, Zhaojiazhuang, West County.
Zhao Ping was reading official documents, and Qiu Ruoshui gave him legal documents and letters.
Qiu Ruoshui's father, Qiu Shan, was a member of the army and served as a soldier in the security regiment, which was equivalent to the staff (secretary) of Zhao Yun, the regiment's training envoy.
She was able to become Zhao Ping's personal maid, naturally because of her father.
Qiu Ruoshui had just arrived here, trembling with fear, extremely afraid that Zhao Ping would expel her.
She saw with her own eyes that Zhao Ping drove one of the maids who was waiting for her out of the bathroom.
Ancient clothes were not as good as modern ones, and getting dressed was a very troublesome thing.
Later, she took advantage of Zhao Ping's inability to dress himself and boldly dressed him.
While she was getting dressed, she told Zhao Ping tactfully that if she was expelled and had no face to see anyone, she would have no choice but to commit suicide.
Zhao Ping was shocked and had no choice but to stay. She used this method of retreat to stay with Zhao Ping temporarily.
Later she discovered that Zhao Ping was actually a very easy person to get along with, and she became emboldened.
In addition to calling Zhao Ping the little saint, she sometimes directly addressed him to you and me.
You know, only people who are extremely close can call you or me.
She comes from a scholarly family and is quite literate, so she helps Zhao Ping organize official documents, which is almost equivalent to Cuizhu's role in the past.
But what annoyed her was that she kept waiting for Zhao Ping to bathe, but she was always kicked out.
"Mother, why didn't the little saint let Ruo'er take a bath? Couldn't Ruo'er do it?" Qiu Ruoshui returned to her home in Xixian one time and couldn't help but tell her.
Her mother, the Shui clan, was shocked: "Why did you come back and not be with the little saint? Have you been driven out too?"
Her mother's face was pale, and her daughter gave up on such a great opportunity.
"Mother, my daughter asked for leave from the little saint, saying that she hasn't come back to visit her parents for a long time. The little saint not only agreed, but also praised her daughter for her filial piety." Qiu Ruoshui bowed to her mother and answered respectfully.
"I see, but my daughter, try not to come back. There are many young ladies around the little saint." Her mother, the Shui clan, was a little unhappy.
In fact, her mother wished that her daughter would come back to visit him every day, but for the sake of her daughter's long-term interests, she had to say this cruelly.
Qiu Ruoshui's eyes turned red and she said reluctantly: "Mother, my daughter knows in her heart, but she can't help but miss you."
After saying that, she stepped forward and hugged her mother, Shui Shi, and shook her arms, tears actually falling.
Shui wiped Qiu Ruoshui's tears, her own eyes turned red and almost flowed out, so she wiped them hurriedly.
"Ruo'er, my mother knows your filial piety, but you are not young anymore. People of your age are already married, why don't you think about yourself?" Mrs. Shui arranged Qiu Ruoshui's clothes and patted them. She made a small face and sighed.
Qiu Ruo's pink face lowered her head shyly, rubbed the corner of her clothes, and said sheepishly: "Mother, my daughter doesn't want to get married, she just wants to stay with her mother for the rest of her life."
"Really? Then why did you say that the little saint wouldn't let you bathe?" The mother's white and soft fingers touched her daughter's apple-like face.
Qiu Ruoshui felt very shy. She wiped her face tightly and hugged Shui tightly with both hands without saying a word.
Later, she actually started sobbing.
Shui Shi comforted her while wiping her tears: "Ruo'er, you should be satisfied. The little saint is a gentleman, how can he accept it so quickly?"
Qiu Ruoshui thought about it, she had only been with the little saint for less than ten days, and she was too anxious, so she couldn't help but nodded.
"Ruo'er, actually she doesn't have to wait on you to bathe. You can also do other things to make the little saint think you are a useful person." Shui thought for a while and expressed his thoughts.
Shui's mother also came from a scholarly family and read a lot. Under her education, Qiu Ruoshui also became literate.
Qiu Ruoshui thought for a moment, looked at Mr. Shui and said, "My daughter understands. My daughter can also do some things within her power for the little saint, such as sorting out books and letters."
"My daughter is really sensible. I'm worthy of educating you, but you have to be careful and don't express your opinions easily." Mrs. Shui touched Qiu Ruoshui's face and smiled slightly.
She is a beautiful young woman in her thirties, and her charm is still there.
Qiu Ruoshui nodded, looked at Shui with some confusion and asked, "Why don't you find out the opinions?"
"They will slander you for being involved in politics, and will soon send you away from the Little Saint. If you want to stay with the Little Saint for a long time, don't do this, understand?" Shui Shi was very gentle at first, and then became more and more serious. severe.
Qiu Ruoshui was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat. She nodded seriously and said, "Mother, my daughter understands."
She made up her mind not to be a vase next to the little saint, but to do whatever she could for the little saint.
At this time, Qiu Ruoshui saw Zhang Liang's letter, her eyes lit up and she couldn't help but smile.
She took Zhang Liang's letter handed over by Yang Yun and said softly to Zhao Ping: "Little saint, I didn't expect that there are also your supporters among the Hu people, and they were able to write out your "War Ode" and "The Theory of the Unification of All Things" from memory. .”
"Oh, there is something like this. Let me take a look." Zhao Ping put down the official document in his hand and took the letter from Zhang Liang.
Zhao Ping looked at it and shook his head: "This Zhang Liang is not a Hu, he is just a Hu strategist."
"Little saint, do you still want to receive me?" Qiu Ruoshui carefully placed the letter on the desk and asked.
Zhao Ping thought for a while and said: "The identities of both of them are not simple. One is a Hu man and the captain of thirty thousand men; the other is a military advisor and a wealthy family. Let's meet."
Seeing Hadeleki leading his troops to surrender, not only Li Hantong and Chen Yu were relieved, but Zong Hou and Xiong Zhengjie were even more relieved.
This was a happy situation for everyone. The Guandi Temple was not damaged at all, and the Hu people were forced to surrender due to the strength of Zhaojiazhuang.
Now the security group has the strength to win without a fight to a certain extent, otherwise how could the Hu people surrender.
The key thing is that the reputation of Zhaojiazhuang, the security team and the little saint are preserved, and anyone in the court who wants to criticize cannot find a reason.
Hadleji did not expect that Zhao Ping would really meet him, and would meet him alone.
But Zhao Ping just talked to him for a few words and let him leave.
Hadeleji felt a little confused and didn't know what Zhao Ping meant.
In fact, Zhao Ping was not very interested in him. Hadeleji had ordinary qualifications and was just a martial artist.
His ability to transform from a commander of ten thousand men to a commander of thirty thousand men was mainly due to Zhang Liang, a military advisor.
What Zhao Ping really wanted to see was Zhang Liang, and Hadeleji was just passing by.
Zhang Liang came in respectfully and had specially dressed up today.
He himself is also good-looking, with a face like a crown jewel and eight feet tall.
Now his white Confucian shirt made him even more handsome and elegant.
But one thing about him was different from usual, that is, he didn't bring a feather fan.
He didn't dare to raise his head, but lowered his head all the way in.
Zhao Ping looked at him calmly and suddenly asked: "You surrendered to the Song Dynasty, do you also want to imitate the Zhuge brothers of the Three Kingdoms and bet on both sides of the Song Dynasty at the same time?"
The three Zhuge Liang brothers are his younger brother Zhuge Liang, older brother Zhuge Jin, and younger brother Zhuge Dan.
Although the three of them came from the same clan, they joined the Three Kingdoms separately.
Among them, Zhuge Liang was reused by Liu Bei and was the prime minister of the Shu Han Dynasty, and he was a dragon; Zhuge Jin served Soochow and was trusted and reused by Sun Quan as the general of Soochow, and he was a tiger; Zhuge Dan defected to Cao Pi and worshiped Cao Wei as the general, and he was a meritorious dog.
Hearing this, Zhang Liang, who had always been proud of Kong Ming, suddenly broke out in cold sweat.
He never expected that the first little saint would ask this question.
