In the Jiangzhou Governor's Mansion, Li Yan sat at the desk without saying a word, looking serious. There were two slips spread out on the table. They were densely written with many words. They seemed to be two letters. The signatures were clearly marked with the three characters Zhuge Liang. Allow
These are two letters just sent by Zhuge Liang. One is asking Li Yan to write to Meng Da to persuade him to return to Han, and the other is asking him to send 20,000 troops north to take control of Hanzhong.
This first letter is easy to tell. Li Yan had a good relationship with Meng Da in the past, and the two had a good relationship. Even after Meng Da defected to the Wei Dynasty, Li Yan occasionally exchanged letters with him.
Now that Meng Da wants to return to the Han Dynasty, it is natural for him, an old friend, to send letters and persuade him. This matter is very simple for him. As for the second letter asking him to move his troops north, this made him quite embarrassed.
The expression on Li Yan's face was unpredictable, sometimes hesitant, sometimes angry, sometimes worried, sometimes excited. His uncertain expression showed that he was having trouble making a decision.
"Captain, what are you doing?" At this time, Hu Zhong, who had joined the army, came in and saw Li Yan's uncertain expression, and stepped forward in surprise and asked.
Li Yan raised his head and glanced at Hu Zhong, and said angrily: "Zhuge Kongming is simply bullying me. Who does he think I am? He asked me to go to Hanzhong to be in charge of the transportation of grain and grass for him. This is because he regards me as a subordinate of his Prime Minister's Palace." Official.
Don't forget, I am also the late emperor's minister, not a government official who comes and goes when he calls. "The more he spoke, the angrier he became. With a flick of his sleeves, he swept all the letters on the desk to the ground. Allow
"Captain, I thought that Prime Minister Zhuge didn't mean this. Letting you sit in Hanzhong to take charge of funeral affairs shows that the Prime Minister attaches great importance to and trusts you." Hu Zhong persuaded softly while picking up the letters scattered on the ground.
"Hmph, what kind of trust? If he really trusted me, Zhuge Kongming wouldn't think of transferring my 20,000 Jiangzhou troops. This is obviously to seize X's military power."
Hu Zhong put the letters on the desk and arranged them neatly, and said: "The Prime Minister's move does have the intention of undermining the military power of the Imperial Guard, but the Prime Minister issued an order with the righteous intention of reinforcing Hanzhong, so we can't refuse."
"This is an easy matter. With Soochow on my side, I have every reason to refuse." Li Yan sneered: "Hey, he, Zhuge Kongming, wants to monopolize power. With me, Li Yan, don't even think about it! Isn't he going to run a government again? , and also the pastor of Yizhou, so I will light another fire to see if he can sit still?"
Hu Zhong saw that there seemed to be a hint of madness in his eyebrows, and his heart trembled. He felt that his immediate boss was probably going to make some big move.
On the south bank of Mianshui River, there was a scene of solemn killing in the Wudang Feijun camp. At this moment, more than ten thousand soldiers in uniform were lined up on the school field to be reviewed by Prime Minister Zhuge Liang.
The soldiers of the Wudang Fei Army are all Qiang people recruited from the Qingqiang tribe who migrated from the north. In the spring of this year, the number of soldiers will reach 10,000, and the Wudang Fei Army will officially become an army. Allow
Although the soldiers were all Qiang people who had just heard of Wang Hua, since Yang Qing suggested that Wang Ping set up a literacy hall in the army to teach sergeants to learn Chinese characters, the results have been quite good in the past six months. Most of the sergeants can speak Chinese, and can speak simple Chinese. There are also hundreds of Qiang soldiers who can read and write Chinese characters.
As a result, the transmission of military orders is much faster than before, and the implementation of array drills is also easier than before. Today, the more than 10,000 Qiang soldiers were able to form a good formation without causing any trouble, thanks to the Literary Hall.
When Zhuge Liang learned the reason, he said to Yang Qing approvingly: "Mingzhi did a great job. Your initiative of literacy and martial arts not only improved the combat effectiveness of Wudang Feijun, but also contributed to our entire Han army." Any increase in combat power is of great benefit."
"Prime Minister, this is a reward. This is the result of General Wang and his colleagues' sincerity. Qing is just talking about it. It is up to them to implement the specific matter." Yang Qing replied humbly.
Zhuge Liang hummed, smiled and said to Wang Ping: "Zijun has worked hard this year. You have made great contributions to the Wudang Feijun. I will record your achievements for the time being and reward them together in the future."
"Thank you, Prime Minister."
Zhuge Liang said again: "O Ming Zhi, why do you think I organized the Wudang Fei Army into the rear?"
Yang Qing looked at the Qiang soldiers in the audience who were rehearsing their formations, and replied: "Although these Qiang soldiers are rebellious and fearless people, after all, the army is short-lived and their combat effectiveness is not strong. Therefore, the Prime Minister first general He is listed as a rear army, and will be put to great use later when he has gained experience in fighting against the Wei thieves."
"Yes, this is the truth." Zhuge Liang nodded and said: "The Wei army has been fighting for decades and has countless elite soldiers and strong generals. We, the Han army, have only a few generals, so we should put caution first when using our troops. You will also have to fight against the Wei army in the future. Be careful and don’t underestimate your enemy.”
"Yes, you should remember the Prime Minister's instructions."
Seeing that Yang Qing had listened, Zhuge Liang smiled heartily, pointed to the northwest with his feather fan and said, "Look, there is something wrong with the formation there, and it has become a gateway for the enemy to break the formation."
Everyone followed the gesture and looked over, and sure enough, the formation of hundreds of sergeants in the northwest corner became chaotic. Instead of attacking outwards, the sergeants were running around randomly attacking their own formation.
"Prime Minister, this general is ineffective in running the army. Please punish him." Seeing that the formation was in danger of chaos, Wang Ping quickly bowed to apologize.
Zhuge Liang smiled faintly and said with relief: "Don't worry about it, Zijun. The performance of the sergeants today was beyond my expectation. It's normal to have shortcomings. Just practice more in the future. We still have time."
"Yes. Prime Minister, don't worry. I will definitely work hard and train the Wudang Flying Army into a strong force."
Zhuge Liang nodded slightly and looked to the north, thinking that if his prediction was correct, it would be several months before the official Northern Expedition.
"Prime Minister, there is a reply from Li Duhu." As soon as Zhuge Liang returned to the camp, Yang Yi immediately stepped forward and reported softly.
Zhuge Liang asked happily: "Where is the letter?"
Yang Yi took out a sealed wooden box from his arms, then opened the lacquer seal on it, took out two volumes of letters from the box and placed them on the desk in front of Zhuge Liang.
Zhuge Liang immediately opened the letter and couldn't help but smile when he saw that it was Li Yan who had sent a letter to Meng Da to persuade him.
"Okay, with Zhengfang's persuasion, Meng Da is more certain to return to the Han Dynasty." Zhuge Liang put down the letter in his hand and said happily: "Weigong Yanmo, I want to strike while the iron is hot and send a letter to Meng Da. ."Allow
Yang Yi pointed to another letter on the table: "Prime Minister, there is another letter here. Why don't you read it all and then reply."
"Well, Duke Wei reminds me, it seems that I am a little impatient."
Zhuge Liang smiled, picked up the feather fan with his right hand and shook it gently, and opened the second letter with his left hand to read it. His face was originally full of smiles, but suddenly he frowned, his brows furrowed, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.
Yang Yi was shocked when he saw this. He didn't know what happened to make the Prime Minister lose his composure. He asked tentatively: "Prime Minister, what happened?"
"Oh, just take a look for yourself." Zhuge Liang sighed and handed over the letter in his hand.
Yang Yi quickly took it and read it. Unexpectedly, it didn't matter. The words on the slip almost scared him to death.
"Please accept Jiuxi, this... this Li Duhu is so bold, he is clearly trapping... trapping the prime minister in injustice." After reading, Yang Yi said tremblingly. Allow
