Liu Chengyou suddenly asked this question, Wang Jun was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on the young man's autistic face, and he was very surprised. Putting down the tea cup in his hand, Wang Jun said in surprise: "Why did Pu She say this? General I don't understand?"
"If I remember correctly, in the hall just now, the civil and military officials were asking for advice, and the general was also on his knees." Liu Chengyou did not mean to talk to Wang Jun. He stared at him closely and said in a strong tone: "I see The general is also a smart man, and I am afraid he has a clear understanding of the current situation. It is an inevitable result for my father to send troops. Let me ask more clearly. In the future when the Hedong army is sent out, should it be sent eastward from Taihang, or towards the Central Plains? "
After hearing the question, Wang Jun looked at Liu Chengyou seriously again. This young man's thinking was too fast. When he was invited, he said he wanted to know about the situation in the Central Plains and the Khitan. After drinking this cup of tea, he directly asked about the strategy of entering the army...
After looking at Liu Chengyou for a while, his eyes felt like electricity. I wanted to see something from Liu Chengyou's face, but Wang Jun was destined to be disappointed. The autistic boy had an indifferent expression.
Taking a deep breath and thinking less, Wang Jun's thoughts became clearer. Just now he looked at Liu Chengyou and said with emotion: "Hedong Wenwu is still thinking about earning the merit of being a slave to the dragon, but Pu She is already thinking about the future." On the march!"
"It's not a bad thing to be prepared for a rainy day!" Liu Chengyou said softly, his eyes too calm without any flicker. Immediately, he reminded Wang Jun again: "General Wang, you haven't answered my question yet!"
There was a little hesitation on his already serious face. Under the pressure of Liu Chengyou's gaze, Wang Jun still spoke: "The importance of the country lies in Henan; the importance of Henan lies in the two regions; and the two regions, Bianliang is respected. If you want to make progress, you should go south to the Central Plains with all your strength, occupy the two capitals, dominate the world, and command all directions!"
"It seems that the general agrees to go south!" Liu Chengyou nodded slightly and raised his eyelids: "Needless to say, the importance of the Central Plains, but there are tens of thousands of Khitan troops active there!"
"There are also millions of people in the Central Plains there!" Wang Jun replied immediately, with a very firm tone.
Liu Chengyou obviously understood what he meant. He opened his mouth and changed the subject: "What if we take Hebei first?"
Wang Jun is obviously quite knowledgeable and can keep up with Liu Chengyou's thinking. There is a little shrewdness in his clear eyes, and his words are also a bit testy: "Pu She feels that he can convert three hundred thousand people." Will all the Khitan troops and horses be kept in the country?"
Liu Chengyou also noticed the consideration in Wang Jun's tone. He was hinting that the Khitans could not defend the Central Plains. If the Hedong soldiers and horses left Taihang and captured Hebei first, cutting off the Khitans' way back north, then Yelu Deguang and his army would have to fight Liu Zhiyuan in order to return home. Already......
Of course, that is under normal circumstances. If something unexpected happens, for example, the young and powerful Yelu Deguang suddenly dies. The situation will be different again.
As far as Liu Chengyou knew, Yelu Deguang, Emperor Taizong of the Liao Dynasty, was on his way to death when he was retreating to the north... Thinking of that situation, Liu Chengyou's eyes gradually became darker, and his dark eyes seemed to contain all the light. He stood up, his thoughts obviously drifting away.
Only slightly distracted, Liu Chengyou quickly recovered his divergent thoughts, picked up the teacup and took a sip, slowly, without skipping the topic: "General, tell me about the experiences of Bianliang and his party..."
"Yes!" He couldn't help but glance at Liu Chengyou's cold face. Wang Jun took a deep breath, suppressed the involuntary feeling in his heart, and responded in a deep voice. But he discovered that the rhythm of the conversation seemed to be in the hands of this young man.
Wang Jun's eloquence should be pretty good, and he had nothing to hide from Liu Chengyou. He explained in detail what he saw and heard in Bianjing and the Central Plains, allowing Liu Chengyou to have a better understanding of the situation in the south. A level of understanding.
While we were talking, time was slowly passing by, and it was soon approaching evening. In one hour, he finished two pots of good tea. After noticing the fatigue in Wang Jun's expression, Liu Chengyou stood up to apologize and saw Wang Jun off in person.
Wang Jun, on the other hand, looked deeply at Liu Chengyou before leaving.
After seeing Wang Jun off, Liu Chengyou returned to the hall and sat behind the case again seriously, with a thoughtful look on his face, but no longer interested in drinking tea. Seeing this, Mr. Geng quickly ordered someone to carefully put away the tea set.
"Erlang." After sitting with Liu Chengyou for a while, Geng couldn't help it and called out softly.
"Yes!" Liu Chengyou agreed softly.
After coming back to his senses and noticing Geng's charming appearance, Liu Chengyou suddenly became interested. He leaned on the desk and looked at her with his head propped up: "Whatever you want to say, just say it."
His eyes carefully paused on Liu Chengyou's casual posture, and Geng asked a little cautiously: "Your Majesty, does he really want to be the emperor?"
In just one sentence, Geng's voice had obvious ups and downs, and the pronunciation of the word "emperor" was almost faint, because she noticed Liu Chengyou's somewhat cold expression.
"Is someone in the courtyard spreading gossip again?" Returning to his normal state, Liu Chengyou spoke very slowly and asked flatly.
There was no hint of happiness or anger in his tone. Geng hurriedly explained: "The servants in the courtyard are all very well-behaved. The news came from other courtyards. I heard that all the civil and military officials in Hedong jointly requested orders. , just now you were discussing with General Wang..."
Liu Chengyou straightened up, sat cross-legged, gently grabbed Geng's hand and pulled it closer to him. While playing with the delicate little hand, he asked playfully: "What do you want to say?"
Some didn't dare to look directly into Liu Chengyou's eyes. Geng lowered his head and spoke as softly as a mosquito, but with a little excitement: "If the king becomes the emperor, then you, Erlang, will be the prince..."
If Liu Chengyou is the prince, then Geng's status will naturally rise with the tide. Although the second half of the sentence was not clear, Liu Chengyou couldn't see the little woman's little thoughts.
Liu Chengyou didn't think there was anything wrong with this. Everyone has a positive attitude.
However, raising his eyes and looking calmly at Geng's pretty face, Liu Chengyou's eyes softened rarely, and his tone was still cold: "Just listen to some words, and don't talk too much. I don't like women who talk too much." ....."
Liu Chengyou's voice was very calm, but it was an obvious warning to Mr. Geng's ears. Although this little lady was not smart, she was not stupid either. She nodded with some fear: "I am talking too much, don't get angry with Erlang." angry......"
Waving his hands, Liu Chengyou seemed to have a smile on his face and looked at her curiously: "Do I look angry?"
Blinking his watery eyes and looking at Liu Chengyou, Geng didn't know how to answer this question. His autistic face is really elusive.
