The next day, Yang Jian walked into the classroom and saw Liu Pi's elbow still resting on the white cloth pocket on his chest.
He walked over and asked with concern.
"feel better now?"
Liu Pi saw Yang Jian taking the initiative to greet him and said hurriedly.
"It's much better. It's nothing serious. I'm really sorry about that day."
"It's okay, it's okay. We have ourselves to blame for that."
In the evening, Yang Jian walked out of Taixue University and saw Li Shun riding on his horse, holding his own horse in his hand, running towards Taixue University from a distance.
"Hey, Brother Yang, do you have to be in a hurry to go home?"
Yang Jian heard someone greeting him.
He quickly turned around and saw Zheng Yi and said.
"It's Brother Zheng, is something wrong?"
"It's like this. We want to invite you to get together. I don't know if you are willing to honor us."
Yang Jian said.
"Now?"
Zheng Yi replied
"Yeah, isn't school out now?"
Yang Jian continued.
"Okay, we have just arrived in Chang'an and are feeling lonely. Who else is meeting us?"
"The other one is our friend Liu Pi, do you think it's convenient?"
After Zheng Yi finished speaking, he stared at Yang Jian nervously.
"What's the inconvenience? I feel bad about what happened the day before we took office, and I want to apologize to him."
Zheng Yi was overjoyed.
explain.
"That's great. It's settled. Liu Pi is still in the school. Let's go and ask him to come."
After saying that, he walked into the classroom and called Liu Pi.
Li Shun was already waiting by the roadside with his horse.
Yang Jian walked over and said to Li Shun.
"We and some classmates are going to get together. You go back and tell me that you don't have to wait for us to have dinner."
Then Liu Pi, Zheng Yi and Yang Jian entered the most famous wine shop on Xuanwu Street while walking and chatting.
Outside the city of Chang'an, there was still chaos and chaos, and everything was desolate.
On Xuanwu Street in the capital, there was a peaceful scene of singing and dancing.
Liu Pi, Zheng Yi and everyone in the restaurant looked like acquaintances as soon as they entered the door and were ushered into an elegant private room.
The three of them were very happy to meet each other, each sitting on one side.
When the food and wine were served, everyone gave way and took down their chopsticks.
When the wine is full and the ears are hot, he starts to have no scruples.
Liu Pi narrowed his eyes and said to Yang Jian.
"Brother Yang, don't blame me. I still couldn't help but want to ask you about what happened last time. If you feel inconvenient to answer and want to keep it a secret, you don't have to answer. We won't blame my dear brother.
Yang Jian said frankly.
"You are so unhappy, brother, just ask me what's going on? Why do we keep it a secret? Even if there is something going on, we won't hide it from the two brothers sitting next to each other."
"real?"
Yang Jian replied.
"Of course."
Liu Pi picked up the wine glass and Yang Jian also picked up his own glass.
Liu Pi said after the two glasses were touched and each drank it down.
"We have been wondering in our hearts. Even though I punched you, you were fine, but my wrist was swollen. What magical secrets did you use?"
"Oh haha."
Yang Jian laughed.
"That's it? What kind of magical skill is this? Isn't it just a bit of luck to protect yourself?"
Liu Pi thought for a while and shook his head.
"It's not as simple as you said. When you leaned back, it pinched our fingers. When I got angry, I punched you in the back. You don't have back eyes, even if you do. It’s too late to take precautions. In hard qigong, we have seen that you have to stand upright and dance for a while before you can get enough qi.”
"Well, yes, yes."
Yang Jian nodded.
"You are right. The qigong we learn is indeed a bit different from the ordinary qigong we see in daily life, but it is by no means a magical skill."
Liu Pi and Zheng Yi said at the same time.
, "Then how did you learn it?"
Yang Jian said without thinking.
"We have been learning to read and write since we were five years old. At the beginning, we could not sit still and our buttocks were always swaying. The master said this was not good, so he slowly corrected our sitting posture. My master is a nun. She said that the first step in spiritual practice is to meditate, and when she was correcting my sitting posture, she passed on this set of sitting skills to me."
Zheng Yi, who had been silent until now, finally spoke.
"Then this Kung Fu must be difficult to learn, right?"
The elegant and free-spirited Zheng Yi was a native of Kaifeng in Xingyang. His grandfather Zheng Qiao served as Taichang in Wei.
His father, Zheng Daoyong, paid homage to Sikong and knew that Princess Pingyang had no son. Seeing Zheng Yisheng's good looks, he made her her queen.
Zheng Yi knew how to ride and shoot, so he envied Yang Jian's skills.
"The sitting skills we learned are not difficult at all."
Yang Jian said.
"If you have practiced qigong since you were a child, then you will have no problem if you fully understand the few key points taught by the master. If you have not practiced qigong and have practiced other kung fu, you have to go through a process to learn it, but you can learn it all Well, you can master the essentials after practicing for a period of time. If you have never practiced any skills, it will take a long time to learn."
Liu Pi asked happily.
"So how long will it take to get to where you are now?"
"This depends on whether you are willing to put in the effort."
Yang Jian said.
“Isn’t it just that four words of learning things, practice makes perfect?”
"Hey, I say it's not mysterious, but it's actually not easy. If you don't learn it, you won't learn it anymore."
Liu Pi said, raising the wine glass in his hand.
"Come on, come on, let's do it. If you don't fight, you won't get to know each other."
Yang Jian got drunk for the first time when he was 13 years old.
Different year.
The first year of Emperor Gong of the Western Wei Dynasty.
AD 554.
Yang Jian's father, Yang Zhong, was given the Xianbei surname "Puliuru" by the emperor for his outstanding achievements.
One year later, Pu Liuru, who was 15 years old, was eager to enter the official career from Imperial College.
Another year later, Yang Jian was awarded the title of Regular Attendant of Sanqi, Chariot and Cavalry, General Yitong of the Third Division for his father's meritorious service and was granted the title of Duke of Jixian County.
In the 3rd year of Emperor Gong of the Western Wei Dynasty, 17-year-old Yang Jian was promoted to General of Hussars and added Kaifu.
Yang Jian, who has been promoted all the way, is very proud of himself.
During these three years, Yang Jian had grown from an unexperienced young man to a burly, seven-foot-eight-inch general and court official with unparalleled martial arts skills due to the training of fighting on the battlefield.
The crisis behind the seemingly smooth sailing has quietly struck the young and successful general.
In the fourth year of Emperor Gong's reign in the Western Wei Dynasty, the Yuwen family, the most powerful family in the Eight Pillar States, was tired of the regent.
The actual head of the Western Wei Dynasty has always been Yuwentai. He worked hard and made great contributions to the establishment and consolidation of the Western Wei Dynasty.
Yu Wentai had already longed to hold the military power and the throne. However, before he was fully prepared to usurp the throne, he suddenly fell ill.
Before he passed away, because he considered that his heirs were not mature enough, he entrusted his eldest nephew Yu Wenhu, who had followed him in the war for many years.
Yuwenhu replaced his uncle as the Grand Prime Minister and took charge of internal and external affairs. The first thing he did was to force Emperor Gong of the Western Wei Dynasty to abdicate to Yuwentai's third son Yuwenjue.
Shi was named "Emperor Xiaomin" and the country's name was changed from Wei to Zhou.
Then Yuwenhu used lightning speed to kill Zhao Gui, one of the eight pillar states of his hostile forces, and his members.
On the surface, it seems that Yuwenhu complied with his uncle Yuwentai's last wish and made his son emperor.
The young Yu Wenjue had only been emperor for 7 months. Unable to bear Yu Wenhu's autocratic power and desire for control, he plotted to overthrow him and ended up being killed by Yu Wenhu.
"You don't know how to repay your kindness. I treat you like a saint, but you treat me like a fool and want to kill me. If you stay here, it will be unjust."
Yuwenhu then made Yuwentai's eldest son Yuwenyu emperor.
When Emperor Ming of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Yu Wenyu, ascended the throne, his wife Dugu Lihua became the queen.
This queen is the eldest daughter of Dugu Xin, one of the Eight Pillar Kingdoms.
At this time, Yang Jian, who had just married, married Dugu Xin's favorite youngest daughter Dugu Jialuo.
So young Yang Jian suddenly became the emperor's brother-in-law.
The real power of the Northern Zhou Dynasty was still firmly in the hands of the Grand Prime Minister Yu Wenhu.
Not only that, but also because both Yu Wenyu and Yang Jian married Dugu Xin's daughter, and Dugu Xin was the second most powerful figure in the imperial court after the Yuwen family in the Eight Pillar Kingdoms.
Unexpectedly, he was also involved in Zhao Gui's case. Zhao Gui was punished. Duguxin managed to save his life but was demoted to a commoner.
In addition, General Yang Zhong is the most capable general under Duguxin and he is of Han origin.
Although Yang Jian was not deeply involved in all these matters, he was also suspected by Yu Wenhu. Yu Wenhu superficially decreed that Yang Jian be the Duke of Daxing County.
Secretly, Zhao Meng, a warlock in the palace, was assigned to go to the barracks to conduct a secret divination for Yang Jian.
At this time, there was a conflict at the border between the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the Northern Qi Dynasty outside the Pass.
Yang Jian, who was 17 years old at the time, was ordered to attack Mangshan. Zhao Mengze came to the barracks as a member of the army.
Just as the hussar general Yang Jian was commanding his troops to set up camp in the mountains, Zhao Meng was secretly shocked when he saw Yang Jian.
"If this man's appearance is so extraordinary, no wonder the boss is so worried about him."
Ever since Yang Jian started his official career, people have been talking about him behind his back.
He said he had a five-baht crown on his forehead, looked out, and had a text in his hand, calling him "king."
At this time, Yang Jian, who was unaware of what was going on, saw Zhao Meng coming. He did not act like a young and energetic general at all, but welcomed him with extra enthusiasm.
"The supervisory army is here? We have a backbone in the army, good."
Said.
Yang Jian took Zhao Meng to meet with the generals in the army and invited him to climb a mountain peak to introduce to him the situation between the enemy and ourselves and his layout of the camp.
He said.
"Many generals in the Northern Zhou Dynasty had their own astrology masters who provided advice and suggestions for observing the sky and creating feng shui for the army. I am young and dare not compare with them, so I often feel incompetent when mobilizing the army alone."
When Zhao saw that Yang Jian was so humble and praised him everywhere, he felt very supported.
The astrological masters in the imperial court generally awarded the position of "foreigner" to the regular attendants of Sanqi, who could serve as imperial ambassadors to neighboring countries.
Their status in the court or the military has always been very delicate and they were treated like gods.
If a sentence is not speculative and does not suit the owner's wishes or his prediction is proved to be wrong, he will become the object of contempt and ridicule.
Zhao Meng was a well-known magician in the court, especially for his unique views on Feng Shui.
At that moment, he climbed to the top of a mountain under the guidance of Yang Jian and saw a river dozens of feet wide at the corner of the mountain.
It was spring training time and the river was plentiful and flowed very fast. There was a flat sandy land along the other side of the river. Northern Qi's barracks were lined up and stationed on that sandy land in an imposing manner.
With the mountains at their backs, Yang Jian's army set up camp on a higher mountainside.
If the Northern Qi army dared to cross the river to attack Yang Jian, they would be able to cover up and kill the enemy from a high position.
Zhao Meng pointed to the camp being built halfway up the mountain.
he asked.
"What should we do if the enemy wants to sneak across the river from the upper reaches and climb up the mountain to attack our camp from a high position?"
"I have set up a secret sentinel on the top of the mountain. If there is any movement on the back of the mountain, I will immediately occupy the commanding heights and kill him by surprise."
Zhao Meng nodded and looked up at the sky in despair and asked again.
"It's the rainy season. What if it rains heavily? The military camp is built on the mountainside with neither the sky nor the ground. The floods pour down like wild beasts. Wouldn't it be more terrifying than a sneak attack from behind by enemy soldiers?"
"this."
Yang Jian immediately felt that this supervisor who was good at observing the sky had a different reaction.
He was unaware of the flaw in Nuo Da Yi, so he said respectfully.
"Then based on the experience of overseeing the army, where is the best place to set up our camp?"
At this time, Zhao Meng was still confident and pointed at a sandbank at his feet.
He said.
"Let's see if we can set up camp on this sandbank."
Yang Jianyuan asked with wide eyes.
"Is it okay to set up camp on Baishazhou?"
Zhao Meng said.
"Why not?"
"Master Zhao, isn't Baishazhou more susceptible to floods when it rains on the river beach?"
"This possibility is not absolutely impossible, but the movement will not be too big."
Zhao Meng said in a positive tone.
"That sandbank was formed by floods year after year. If you look closely, it is much higher than the hard beach on the opposite bank of Qijun. Furthermore, you can see that there are stones surrounding the sandbank. This shows that someone once built it. Farmers have been planted on the sandbank. Since the mountain people can grow crops on the flag, does it mean that the flood will not easily submerge the sandbank? Even if there is water overflowing the island during floods, it will be very limited."
"That makes sense."
Yang Jian nodded and still asked worriedly.
"But this open area is too unobstructed. It's difficult to defend when the enemy attacks."
Zhao Meng said.
"First of all, the river itself is a natural barrier. There are many trees on the mountain that can be used to build strongholds and build platforms to protect against enemies and floods."
"Yes, let's keep it that way. The supervisor's vision is extraordinary."
Yang Jian immediately ordered his generals to set up camp again.
Coincidentally, two days after the camp was set up, a strong wind, lightning, thunder, thunder and heavy rain suddenly hit the pillars at midnight.
Yang Jian hurriedly got up, put on his raincoat and bamboo hat, and was followed by Li Shun and several guards. He was about to go to the barracks for inspection. Just after leaving the camp, a soaked sentry came to report.
"The river has surged and the camp has been precariously surrounded by floods."
When Yang Jian walked to the edge of the sandbar, he saw that the steeply rising river water had reached the beaches on both sides, causing the river surface to more than double in width.
The roaring floods rolled in and the water level was almost as high as the white sandbank.
Yang Jian immediately mobilized troops and generals to reinforce the edge of Baishazhou and sent additional sentries to prevent enemy sneak attacks.
