Liu Chan hated his mother's tears the most, but fortunately, after a few years, he had already become adept at handling it.
You must not talk too much at this time, let alone say that you are fine.
When my mother hears such words, she will think that she is trying to be strong in order to prevent her from being sad. Instead, she cries even harder and gets out of control.
Diversion is the way to go.
"By the way, mother, I went here to bring some gifts for mother."
As Liu Chan spoke, he stretched out his hand behind him. When the Guardsman Lao Luo outside the door saw him, he quickly took two steps to hand over the bundle in his hand, and then retreated respectfully out of the door.
"Come on, mother, take a look."
Mrs. Wu wiped away her tears and said, "You are leading the troops and working hard, so why don't you bring anything for your mother?"
Having said that, there was also a bit of curiosity, and the sad feeling just now faded a lot.
When Liu Chan saw that there was a way out, he quickly opened the baggage in his hand.
Protruding from it are more than a dozen winding things that look like radishes and gingers.
"This is...?" Mrs. Wu twisted one, and a faint fragrance wafted from it.
"Mom, this is Emei ginseng, which is a specialty of Mount Emei. I heard that it has the effects of tonifying the middle and replenishing qi, strengthening the spleen and kidneys, so I brought it back to my mother to replenish her health."
The maid on the side seemed to be suppressing a smile, thinking that the young master had chosen the wrong gift this time.
Madam just said she doesn’t like ginseng, let alone this little and ugly thing...
"Oh, my son, how did I know that my mother wanted to stew ginseng recently?" Mrs. Wu immediately beamed after hearing Liu Chan's words, holding the ginseng root fondly, "I didn't expect you to send someone to find it before, Adou, you sent it."
The little maid's mouth was half open at this time, watching Mrs. Wu holding the bag of ginseng happily.
It's been more than a month, and I haven't seen my wife so happy.
She quietly covered the box of century-old Liao ginseng in her hand, sighing in her heart, it's not that you're not good enough, it's just that you're a bit unlucky.
Madam, what kind of ginseng does she like? Even if her son gave her a few radishes, they would definitely be a hundred times better than the century-old Liao ginseng in her heart...
Seeing that Liu Chan had successfully changed the topic, his mother smiled happily and also smiled and said: "As long as Mom likes it, you can have it stewed to replenish your body, and prepare some food by the way. I'm hungry too."
"No, no, no." After hearing this, Mrs. Wu shook her head repeatedly, "You are so picky, how can those of them cook food that suits your taste? Mother has to do it herself."
"Hehe, I really want to eat the food cooked by my mother. You go and do your work first. I will talk to the military advisor and then I will come back."
Liu Chan took off his armor and supported his mother, who had been coaxed into a good mood with a few words, out the door. Then he turned back and looked at Zhuge Liang, who was always smiling.
He took two steps forward and bowed his hands in greeting: "Uncle Zhuge, Adou is back."
Zhuge Liang respectfully returned the gift and said, "Congratulations, young master, on your triumphant return again."
I call him uncle and he calls me son, but they all have their own opinions.
Liu Chan was a little discouraged: "Uncle Zhuge, there are no outsiders here, why do you have to be polite to me?"
Zhuge Liang smiled and said nothing.
Mr. Wolong has stagnated since his favorability level reached 65.
No matter how hard you try, you still can't get any better.
Of course, the reason why he refuses to call himself by his nickname is not because he doesn't like him enough.
In his heart he insisted on his duty as a minister, and he refused to overstep his bounds in words and deeds.
It has been this way for so many years, and Liu Chan no longer insists.
"I also brought back a few Emei Ganoderma lucidum, which is said to replenish the heart, calm the mind, and prolong life. In addition to mother, I also left one for you."
Isn't this effect tailor-made for Prime Minister Zhuge who worked hard, overworked and had no sleep in history?
It's a pity that Zhuge Liang's favorability remains unchanged as expected.
Zhuge Liang cupped his hands and thanked him: "Thank you for your trouble, sir. I am in good health, so I'd better keep it for my wife to take as a tonic."
Liu Chan didn't take it seriously.
Nowadays, Lao Liu has a lot of talents under his command. Not only military generals, but also civil servants are not lacking.
In addition to the powerful Fa Zheng Fa Xiaozhi who accompanied the army, Liu Ba, who stayed in Shu, was the economic genius who suggested that Liu Bei issue hundreds of coins to meet his urgent needs.
Yang Hong and others are also useful talents, and Zhuge Liang does not need to worry about everything like later.
Of course, you should take care of your health while you have nothing to do. If Uncle Zhuge falls ill from overwork again like in history, he will have no place to find a loyal and famous person through the ages.
Liu Chan has made up his mind to ask his servants to put some Ganoderma lucidum powder into the tea soup he drinks on a regular basis... Anyway, the tea soup these days is full of everything, so you shouldn't be able to taste it.
Thinking about it, I find it funny. Other emperors were thinking about how to add poison to the diet of their powerful ministers, but I was the only one who had to worry about how to add tonics to the diet of future powerful ministers!
After the two of them sat down, Zhuge Liang asked about the business: "Master, how did you gain from this trip?"
"We have a population of more than 700, including more than 200 young people. We still have 20,000 yuan and about 500 hu of grain."
Although Liu Chan tried his best to control his expression, the corners of his mouth were still a little raised.
It's very much like a student who gets good grades and is waiting for praise from the teacher.
Zhuge Liang twirled his beard and smiled: "It seems that in addition to suppressing bandits, the young master also gained a lot from Nan'an County Magistrate Zhang."
Liu Chan shook his head and smiled: "I knew I couldn't hide it from Uncle Zhuge."
Then he went through the trip and explained everything in detail.
Zhuge Liang shook his feather fan lightly, listened carefully, and said with a smile: "That's right, that's right. My son has made rapid progress and is truly gifted. This is my lord's good fortune and the Han Dynasty's good fortune."
Liu Chan felt a little embarrassed after hearing the expected praise.
He rubbed his head and wanted to say something modest. Before he could speak, Uncle Zhuge asked another question as if by accident.
"Young Master, do you think that County Magistrate Zhang is a loyal minister and a capable official?"
Here, what Uncle Zhuge likes to do most is to test himself from time to time.
It always reminds me of the fear of being dominated by "irregular in-class tests".
Of course, it is also because of this that he can make rapid progress in both military and political aspects.
"no."
"How can I see it?"
Liu Chan described what he saw and analyzed it in his mind.
Zhuge Liang smiled and nodded, very satisfied.
For a thirteen-year-old boy, it is not easy to see this step.
The more this child grows, the more obvious his talents seem to be in all aspects, and even he can't find out the bottom of it.
And he has good character, is diligent and matures early.
His evaluation of Liu Chan is refreshed almost every year.
It is really gratifying that the Lord has a successor.
After Liu Chan finished speaking, when it was Zhuge Liang's turn to describe the war in Hanzhong, he deliberately let it slip.
He deliberately showed no expression on his face and said neither happy nor sad: "My lord led his troops to fight fiercely with Cao's army in Hanzhong. The situation has changed again in the past month or so. Master, do you know how it has changed?"
Before Liu Chan left, the situation in Hanzhong was not optimistic. In the past two years, it was impossible for the Han army to attack first.
Cao Xiu, a young general of the Cao family, saw through Zhang Fei's plan of doubting his troops and took the opportunity to defeat Wu Lan's tribe. Wu Lan, Lei Tong and other generals were killed in the battle, and Ma Chao and Zhang Fei were forced to retreat.
Liu Bei sent Chen Shi to attack Mamingge Road, intending to cut off Cao's army's logistics, but was defeated by Xu Huang, with many casualties.
Later, Liu Bei first settled at Yangping Pass, but the area at Yangping Pass was really untouchable.
Later, he crossed the Mianshui River south to occupy Dingjun Mountain, and entered a strategic stalemate with Xiahou Yuan's army.
The road to Shu is difficult, and the difficulty is not just attacking Shu.
Transporting grain from central Sichuan to the front line is equally difficult, and after all, Yizhou is only one state.
It was able to maintain the army's food supply for two years without any shortage or food shortage, and there was no major riot or rebellion within Yizhou.
It can only be said that Zhuge Liang's ability in domestic affairs and logistics has exploded. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the Milk King of the Three Kingdoms.
But if the stalemate continues, the pressure will always be on Lao Liu's side.
If Cao Cao had waited for reinforcements to arrive, Liu would have fought GG in this battle.
Xia Houyuan had only one thing to do: drag, just drag.
At this time, the battle situation changes, and it stands to reason that our side is more likely to make mistakes and lose.
Liu Chan was well aware of these situations, and Zhuge Liang deliberately tried to pass it off because he wanted to take the military exam after taking the political exam.
He actually wanted to ask how we would respond if our army failed and Dingjun Mountain was lost.
I never imagined that Liu Chan had read the script in advance.
When he heard Uncle Zhuge's question, his eyes immediately lit up and he said with joy on his face: "Xia Houyuan is dead?"
Mr. Wolong, who has always been known for his clever calculations, stopped the feather fan in his hand, his eyes lit up and asked: "Oh? Why did the young master conclude that Xia Houyuan is dead?"
This battle report came not long ago and has not yet spread, so no one should have informed the young master in advance.
He was indeed curious as to why Liu Chan was so determined.
Looking at Liu Chan, he paused for a moment after hearing the words, and secretly complained in his heart:
Damn, I couldn’t hold it back, it’s a spoiler.
