Originally, I wanted to get an overview of Jiang Wei's encirclement and suppression, but I didn't expect to hear news about Deng Ai.
Feng Junhou couldn't help but talk to Jiang Weiduo until General Guan came in quietly and signaled with his eyes.
Feng Junhou was stunned for a moment and did not react.
General Guan's eyes fell on Jiang Wei, his brows furrowed, and then he made a silent mouth gesture.
Feng Junhou then slapped his head:
"Looking at my memory, Bo Yue was sent out by the Prime Minister. When he comes back, he should report back to the Prime Minister in time. I actually neglected this."
He looked at the sky outside and said, "If it gets later, the Prime Minister will probably have to rest. Why don't you take advantage of this time to go see the Prime Minister?"
When Jiang Wei heard this, he quickly stood up and clasped his fists and said, "I will obey your orders."
"Let's go, I'll take you there."
"How dare you bother me? You only need to send someone to lead the general over."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. The thieves Bo Yue destroyed can be regarded as the last Wei thieves in Guanzhong. I just want to ask the Prime Minister for his views on the current situation in Guanzhong."
Seeing Feng Junhou enthusiastically pulling Jiang Wei toward the courtyard where the prime minister was resting, General Guan frowned slightly.
Naturally, Feng Junhou couldn't see the strange look on General Guan's face behind him, so he led Jiang Wei to the prime minister's house to ask for an audience.
As expected, the prime minister didn't stop and let the two people in directly.
"Jiang Wei, the last general, pays homage to the Prime Minister."
As soon as Jiang Wei entered the room, he immediately saluted the prime minister.
"Get up, there are no outsiders, there is no need to be like this."
The Prime Minister's eyes were on Feng Yong and Jiang Wei, and his joy was beyond words.
"When will Bojo return?"
"Prime Minister, I just came back. After meeting the Lord, I came to see the Prime Minister."
"Okay, okay!" Prime Minister Lian Lian said hello three times, patted the side of the couch and said happily, "Come here, both of you, come here."
"promise."
Feng Yong and Jiang Wei walked forward and sat on the left and right in front of the couch.
The prime minister looked at the two of them, and the more he looked at them, the happier he felt, and he asked:
"Bo Yue's trip went smoothly?"
Jiang Wei quickly replied: "Thanks to the Prime Minister, by the end of this battle, thousands of thieves will be wiped out and nearly ten thousand people will be captured."
The Prime Minister seemed to be in a very good mood and said jokingly:
"What blessings do I have for you? If you can kill thieves, it's because of your own ability."
Then he pointed at Feng Yong, "Just like Feng Mingwen, he never said such things to me. I can't teach him what he is capable of."
"Prime Minister, you praise Boyue just as you praise Boyue, but why do you want to mention me?"
The Prime Minister smiled heartily: "Did you see that? He won't be polite to me."
Jiang Wei was a little shy in front of Feng Junhou. How could he dare to behave like Feng Junhou in front of the prime minister?
He looked at the two of them with an awkward smile on his face and twisted his body subconsciously, as if there was something on the chair that made him uncomfortable.
"The Prime Minister is joking, how virtuous and capable is the general, dare to compare with the kings and princes?"
"Huh!" The Prime Minister waved his hand, "When it comes to pacifying the government and the public, providing military supplies, and strategizing, Bo Yue, you are indeed not as good as him!"
"Ming Wen has the ability to discern people and drive generals to defeat the enemy. He is a talented general. But when it comes to personally leading troops in a duel and fighting between two armies, he is absolutely inferior to you."
Then he pointed at himself again and sighed:
"It's a pity that I am already old, otherwise..."
As soon as Feng Yong heard this, he quickly said without caring about the rudeness:
"Guang Luxun (Xiang Lang) has reached the age of seventy, but he still refuses to accept his age. He is still teaching students at the Royal Academy. The Prime Minister has not yet reached the age of hearing, so why should he say he is old?"
The Prime Minister smiled nonchalantly: "Xiang Juda (Xiang Lang, also known as Juda) is open-minded by nature and does not love power. He now devotes his love to literature, devotes himself to classics, and attracts underachievers. How can I compare with him?"
He raised a hand and then pressed it down, signaling Feng Yongyong not to comfort him anymore.
"I have reached the age of destiny, what else can I hold back? There are some things I have always wanted to say to you, but I just didn't have the chance. Now while you two are here, I can just say it."
"Prime Minister, please speak."
The prime minister looked at Jiang Wei:
"Boyo, you were the first to lead the army to Chang'an City, but I didn't let you attack the city. Instead, I sent you to surround the thieves. Do you know why?"
"The Prime Minister wants me to make more contributions."
The Prime Minister smiled and shook his head:
"Isn't it possible that the credit for entering Chang'an City for the first time is greater than the annihilation of more than 10,000 thieves?"
Jiang Wei said respectfully: "The general will be self-aware and knows that he may not be able to capture Chang'an City at that time."
At that time, Chang'an City was still defended by some Wei soldiers. More importantly, there were many deep ditch barriers outside Chang'an City.
With Jiang Wei's troops, and coming all the way from Qiaoshan, without even a decent baggage, it would be really difficult to capture Chang'an.
It was not until later that the Wei soldiers in Chang'an City took the initiative to withdraw from Chang'an and return to Jingzhou through Wuguan after learning that the prime minister was leading an army.
The Prime Minister's eyes showed approval, then he remembered something and sighed again:
"It is indeed rare for you to be so sober. Entering Chang'an for the first time is an unparalleled achievement. If it had been anyone else, I am afraid they would have been eager to find a way to enter Chang'an City."
"Not to mention that when the troops arrived at Chang'an City, but were sent elsewhere by me, I'm afraid there will be resentment in their hearts."
Jiang Wei lowered his head slightly and said nothing.
Why was he always cautious in front of Feng Junhou?
It was because he knew that even though the prime minister valued him, his qualifications in the military were too low.
The most important thing is that he has the status of a reduced general.
If he is the first to enter Chang'an, it means that he will suppress everyone in the Han army. I'm afraid it will be a disaster rather than a blessing.
The Prime Minister noticed Jiang Wei's thoughts and patted him on the shoulder:
"Boyo, you are military-savvy and courageous. The most important thing is that you are still young and will have many opportunities in the future."
With that said, the Prime Minister gestured to Feng Yong:
"In fact, I just asked Feng Mingwen to accompany me into the city. Ask him how many old men in the army are unwilling to obey him these days?"
Feng Junhou, who had just fucked an old elder, had his eyes wandering and did not dare to answer.
"The plain text cannot convince those old people, let alone you?"
Jiang Wei whispered: "Wei is blind and blind, how can he not know the Prime Minister's painstaking efforts?"
In that case, except for the Prime Minister and Feng Junhou, whoever dares to be the first to enter Chang'an City will probably be hated by others in the future.
"It's best if you can understand." The Prime Minister patted Jiang Wei on the shoulder, "I'm already old!"
Prime Minister, you have already said it once, there is no need to reiterate it so many times...
Feng Junhou's lips moved, but in the end he did not speak.
"All my life, I have followed the late emperor and assisted the emperor, just to revive the Han Dynasty and return it to the old capital."
"Now that I see the old capital, the thieves have not been eliminated. Everything is like this and it is irreversible. I can only devote myself to death and die."
The Prime Minister looked at Feng Yong again, "I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for much longer. One day, when I'm no longer here, the Emperor will definitely call you to serve in the government."
"If you want to guard one side like before, I'm afraid it won't work. I'm afraid there will be fewer opportunities to lead troops into battle in person."
"When the time comes, you and Bo Yue, one inside and the other outside, must cooperate sincerely to assist the emperor in restoring the Han Dynasty to worship the spirit of the late emperor."
Feng Yong and Jiang Wei looked at each other in tacit understanding and understood the meaning in each other's eyes:
Is the Prime Minister entrusting you with funeral arrangements?
Jiang Wei's lips trembled, and he suddenly stood up and saluted in front of the Prime Minister's bed:
"The Prime Minister has devoted his whole life to the restoration of the Han Dynasty, and the general will be willing to die in vain to continue the Prime Minister's ambition!"
Feng Junhou was stunned on the spot.
He looked at Jiang Wei steadily with a rather complicated expression on his face:
Boyo, do you want to be so excited?
Looking at the happy expression on the Prime Minister's face, Feng Junhou twitched the corner of his mouth, slowly lifted up his robe, placed his hands on the ground, touched his forehead to the back of his hands, and said in an emotional voice:
"Yongding will do his best to exterminate the thieves and quell the chaos, restore the prestige of the Han Dynasty, restore peace to the world, and ensure the peace of the people! On the day when the king conquers the Central Plains, he will never forget to pay tribute to all the sages who are determined to revive the Han Dynasty."
The Prime Minister stretched out his hand, helped someone up with one hand, and laughed at the same time: "Okay, okay!"
"You two, never forget what you said today."
"promise!"
Seeing that the Prime Minister was a little too excited, Feng Yongyong could not help but worry:
"Prime Minister, you have spent too much energy today, why don't you take a rest for now?"
As if he had something on his mind, the Prime Minister looked relaxed, nodded and said:
"I'm indeed a little tired, so I'll just follow your words."
After helping the prime minister lie down, Feng Yong and Jiang Wei exited the room and looked at each other again at the door.
"Your Majesty, please give me more advice in the future."
Jiang Wei bowed to Feng Yong.
Feng Yong hurriedly returned the courtesy: "Bo Yue is too polite. We ask each other for advice and guidance."
Although the Prime Minister did not publicly entrust the funeral arrangements, the Prime Minister will definitely write a secret letter to Hanzhong later.
After Wuzhangyuan in history, a lot of vitality was damaged because of the dispute between Yang Yi and Wei Yan.
As the successor, Jiang Wan Fei Yi was not capable enough to compare with the prime minister.
The most important thing is that the Shu Han's national power is too weak, so in the past twenty years, Jiang Wei could only lead 10,000 troops to harass Longxi.
Feng Yong knew very well that in this timeline, he had replaced Jiang Wan and Fei Yi.
At the same time, as long as time passes, the war potential of the Han Dynasty will surpass that of Wei and Wu sooner or later.
The big man is no longer the Shu Han who needs to count the rice grains to put into the pot.
In the future, Jiang Wei will not be a general who can only lead partial troops to harass Wei to gain a sense of presence.
He will no longer have to worry about anything, leading tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of elite troops to unify the world for the Han Dynasty.
Changing history with his own hands and changing the fate of historical figures made Feng Junhou feel a little elated.
The look in Jiang Wei's eyes was a little burning.
General Guan Da, who came to look for Feng Junhou, saw the whole scene in his eyes.
General Guan, whose expression remained unchanged even before the battle, could not help but widen his eyes when he heard the two men talking about "each other's advice"!
Seeing the two of them looking at each other affectionately again, General Guan's hand was subconsciously placed on the hilt of his sword.
It is simply unbearable!
There is Zhang Xiaosi in the front and Jiang Boyue in the back. There is so much evil done to the main wife in the world!
"Junhou!"
A deep voice broke Feng Junhou's imagination about the future.
He turned around and looked, surprised:
"General Guan, why does your voice sound like this?"
It was obviously very clear before?
General Guan did not answer his question, but said with a straight face:
"Jun Hou, someone from Hedong has been specially sent to send someone here."
"Hedong?" Feng Junhou raised his eyebrows, "What happened over there?"
General Guan shook his head: "I don't know, I don't know the person. She only said she wanted to see you, and she didn't answer any other questions no matter how she asked."
Hedong was not only a barrier to Guanzhong at this time, but also a strategic location between Bingzhou and Guanzhong. How could Feng Junhou dare to neglect when he learned that people from Hedong were coming?
He said to Jiang Wei:
"Boyue, I have something important to deal with, so I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you."
Jiang Wei said quickly: "Your Majesty, please do as you please. Wei also wants to go back to the camp."
After the two said goodbye, Feng Yong hurriedly returned to the yard where the affairs were handled.
Unexpectedly, he was greatly surprised when he saw someone coming:
"Who are you?"
But what he saw sitting in the hall waiting was a veiled woman.
When the woman saw Feng Yong come in, she stood up and bowed:
"Is the person coming here Feng Junhou?"
"That's me. Who are you?"
Feng Junhou looked at the other party in confusion.
The woman glanced at General Guan who was guarding the door.
"It doesn't matter. I have nothing to say to General Guan about anything I have to say. Just say it directly."
Hearing this, the woman hesitated for a moment, then whispered:
"Do you still remember Mi Shiyilang from Juepinju in Luoyang City?"
Feng Junhou exclaimed: "Mi Shiyilang?! Are you sent here by him? Are you actually from Luoyang?"
"Exactly."
General Guan's eyes flashed and he pressed the hilt of his sword again.
If you remember correctly, the husband of the Mi family seems to be a handsome man too?
"Why should I trust you?" Feng Junhou looked at the other party carefully, "Take off your veil first."
Underground workers, hiding their names, shoulder heavy responsibilities and make great contributions, and no one knows about them.
But at the same time, if the enemy discovers it, the harm will be great.
There was no reason for Feng Junhou to be careless.
The woman had no choice but to take off her veil, revealing a pretty face: "Rebellion against the Wei Dynasty and restoration of the Han Dynasty, eight thousand female ghosts will cause chaos in the world."
Feng Junhou nodded. Anyone who could say "anti-Wei and restore Han" would not be sent by Wei thieves.
"What news did Mi Shiyilang ask you to bring?"
"Cao Rui moved eastward to Xuchang despite his illness to avoid the might of the Han army."
"Moreover," the woman lowered her voice, "Cao Rui died soon after arriving in Xuchang."
Feng Junhou suddenly cried out: "What? Are you serious about this?"
Although Sima Yi had led his troops to withdraw from Guanzhong, in order to prevent the Han from continuing eastward, the Wei State set up checkpoints at various important roads.
It can be said that the war between Han and Wei has not completely stopped, and both sides are trying their best to block the border to prevent the spread of information.
On the contrary, the south from Xuchang can be said to be almost flat. There are not many checkpoints, and the news can be spread to Wu more easily.
"Nine times out of ten, it's true, because Cao Rui was already seriously ill when he left Luoyang and would not survive this winter."
When she left Luoyang, the news of Cao Rui's death had not yet reached Luoyang.
This news was brought by Mi Shiyilang, who did not hesitate to expose the secret ferry, but also sent people to catch up with her and let her bring it back.
"Actually, there were already rumors two days ago that Cao Rui was dead, but the news was too confusing. I didn't dare to draw a conclusion until I got the exact information."
"Now it seems that this rumor should be true."
A quick calculation shows that Cao Rui died at least more than a year earlier than in history.
Feng Yong looked at the woman again: "Where is Mi Shiyilang?"
