"Brother, just be fine. I see this sand table is so exquisitely made. I wonder how your brother made it?"
"Oh, this is what the masters learned, and ordinary people can't learn it."
This involves knowledge such as contours, scales, and even projections. As for the skill of squeezing mud, it is the least important.
"What do you mean, brother, in this world, others can't do it?"
Li Yi suddenly looked disappointed and sighed in his heart. Could it be that his brother didn't want to spread this method to others? Come to think of it, this seems to be the most important treasure of my brother's sect's art of war. How can I spread it so easily?
"Others can do it, but they can't do it with such precision."
Feng Yong didn't think much about it and smiled, "If you want to make such a delicate one, you need to learn other knowledge to help."
"No matter how simple it is, it's better than just asking the locals for directions, right? Besides, how can we be so particular about marching and fighting? Being able to know the mountains, rivers and rivers can be said to be a good place."
Li Yi was already disappointed, but he never thought that his brother would say something else, and he was overjoyed at the moment.
He continued with excitement on his face, "If you can put the mountains and rivers within a foot of your eyes, that would be true strategizing, brother! Back then, the Marquis Liu could only do this!"
Liuhou was Zhang Zifang who helped Emperor Gaozu win the world.
This has been said! Flattery should be done in moderation!
Feng Yong looked at Li Yi, whose face was red. Even though he was so shameless, he felt a little embarrassed: "Wen Xuan is exaggerating. What a person like Liu Hou, how can I compare with him?"
"With my brother's talent, even if he can't do it now, he may not be able to do it in the future."
Li Yi didn't think there was anything wrong at all, and continued, "Brother persuaded Soochow to make peace, and planned to settle in Nazhong. This is Anbang, and we can colonize Hanzhong. We can use wool to bind the Hu people for the use of the Han Dynasty, and it can also benefit the court. This is Governing the country.”
As he said that, Li Yipian pointed his sword and pointed outside, "Ask the world, how many people can do this at my brother's age? Not to mention, this sand table..."
Li Yi lowered his voice and said, "This sand table is of great benefit to both the center and Jingzhou. After all, these two places are very familiar to the Han Dynasty, so we started to make the sand table." , it’s also easy to get tight.”
"Okay, you don't need to say anything." Feng Yong patted Li Yi on the shoulder and smiled, "I made this sand table with no intention of hiding it. If you want to report it, just report it. Yes, why do you need to say such words?"
Although she felt very comfortable in her heart, and the harder Li Yi slapped her, the brighter Guan Ji's eyes became. When she finally looked at Feng Yong, she almost became wet with tears, which made Feng Tubao feel comfortable and itchy at the same time. , but he still has to be shameless after all.
"Then I will thank my elder brother."
Li Yi's wish came true and he quickly handed over his hands and thanked him.
"After that, why should this be done between you and me, brothers?"
"This is not just a thank you from the younger brother, but a thank you to the elder brother on behalf of the elder." Li Yi chuckled, "After all, the elder is in Nanzhong, and getting a sand table is like getting another sharp weapon!"
"Don't forget that Mr. Zishi is also in Nanzhong. Let General Wang also participate in this matter."
"Don't worry, little brother, I won't forget it."
Feng Yong waved his hand to stop Wang Xun's move to say thank you, "By the way, Wenxuan, apart from the Prime Minister's wish to let me serve as the county magistrate, who does the Prime Minister intend to seat in the post of Hanzhong Prefect? Have you heard about it? ?”
"Oh, I almost forgot, it's Ma joining the army."
"Ma Su?"
Feng Yong was stunned.
"Exactly."
This Ma Di seems to be worthy of being Zhuge Lao Yao's disciple, and he has won Zhuge Lao Yao's trust.
I robbed him of his plan to pacify Nanzhong, but gave him the position of governor of Hanzhong. With one peck and one drink, isn't it destiny?
However, this Ma Su was not good at leading troops in battle, but he was considered a good adviser.
Otherwise, he would not have been able to shine when he gave old demon Zhuge a plan to pacify Nanzhong.
But now that he has become the prefect of Hanzhong, he can be regarded as a pastor. When Zhuge Lao Yao goes on the Northern Expedition, Hanzhong will be an important logistics area. I wonder if he will be brought with him again?
At that time, even if you let him take care of logistics, it would be better than letting him work at the street guard booth, right?
Thinking of this, Feng Yong pondered for a moment and waved to Zhao Guang and Wang Xun, "Yiwen and Zishi, come here."
When Zhao Guang and others saw Feng Yong's posture, they knew that something was wrong with their brother. They quickly put down the sand table and surrounded him.
"Ma Canjun can be regarded as Zhuge Lao... well, the person whom the Prime Minister cares about. Once the news spreads that he came to Hanzhong to become the prefect, I'm afraid everyone will know the importance the Prime Minister attaches to Hanzhong. Hanzhong will probably attract more people during the introduction. A lot of people are paying attention, so we need to prepare early.”
"But I don't know what my brother is planning to do?"
Everyone was shocked. Listening to their brother's wishes, are they planning to cause trouble?
"In the past few days, I have taught you how to make a sand table. Then Yiwen and Zushi, with their own tribes, went to Yang'an Pass to find General Ma. I guess the coldest period has passed, General Ma It’s time to take action.”
The so-called action was naturally to find an excuse to raid the surrounding Hu and Liao people - otherwise, where would the manpower come from in Hanzhong for farming?
The dignitaries who came to Hanzhong to reclaim land have been holding back for a whole winter. I believe they all deeply felt the shortage of manpower.
In Bajun, Wenshan and even Yinping, there are either Liao people or Hu people. I didn't care about them before because I thought they were worthless. Now that they are valuable, I just wish they could have a litter of seven or eight a year.
"Brother, where do you think General Ma is most likely to attack?"
Several people knew what Feng Yong meant. After all, they had discussed this matter more than once.
"Yinping and Wudu."
"Why?"
Feng Yong sneered, "Back then, General Hou Ma of Zhuxiang incited the Di people to rebel, and many Di people responded. However, King Di Wang Qiang Duan of Yinping did the opposite, killing the Han generals and surrendering to the Cao thieves. This is an old grudge. "
"Besides, although Yinping Wudu is now called the land of Cao thieves, it is actually a place where Qiang, Di and Hu people gather. They are all attached to Cao thieves and hostile to the Han. This is a national enemy. It is most appropriate to attack them. "
"Then the Prime Minister will collect wool next year..."
"That is something that the Prime Minister has to worry about. I think if General Ma really wants to lead troops out of the country, he will definitely report it to the Prime Minister. This kind of big thing is beyond our ability to figure out."
To fetter a barbarian is of course half a fight and half a pull. There is no comparison, so how can the harm come from it?
First clean up the thorns, and then give them sweet dates. Are you afraid that the barbarians will not be kept submissive?
Isn’t this what the beauties of later generations will do? And it has been working for more than a hundred years, and it works every time!
Coupled with Zhuge Qiao's reputation established by harvesting wool in the past, it was real food. In one hand, there was food, and in the other, a sharp knife. It was a matter of course for the barbarians to take whatever they wanted.
As an excuse to send troops, there is no need to worry.
I was harassed by the Cao thieves every winter, or maybe it was during the Hanzhong War that they killed my Han general, or even the whole world, could it be the king...
Just pull any one out.
It's about asking for help, enlightenment, and expansion of territory. Anyway, that's how it's recorded in the history books.
As for what happens to the person being criticized, who is going to worry about it? Master Wang is not willing to accept his ministers and suppress the barbarians. What's wrong with eating three melons and two dates from you? So what if you take a few of your cattle and sheep? Still need to pay?
The disobedient people were made to herd sheep and plow the fields to atone for their sins. Isn't this a symbol of the broad-mindedness of the man?
