Yang Xiu twisted his neck out of the door, and at the same time he did not forget to open his arms, stretched his five fingers, and moved his fingers that were a little stiff due to holding the pen for too long. The attendant knight was outside the door. Yang Xiu took the reins of the horse, jumped, and got on the horse lightly like a swallow, but saw a car parked across the road. Zhao Wen bent over and stood at the door, with his mouth open and his eyes staring, as if he was stunned.

Yang Xiu frowned, raised his leg and slid off the horse's back, came to Zhao Wen, and bowed. "Mr. Zhao, why are you here?"

Zhao Wen held his chin with his hands and came to his senses. While pulling Yang Xiu into the car, he looked at Yang Xiu with his head tilted. "Dezu, when did you practice such a good riding technique?"

Yang Xiu then understood what Zhao Wen was surprised. It was no wonder that before following Sun Ce, he had been riding a car. The noble son of the fourth generation of the three princes, the heir born with a golden key in his hand, and a famous scholar who was famous in the capital at a young age. How could he ride a horse like a martial artist? However, as Sun Ce was over for a long time, his work burden became heavier and heavier. It was far less convenient to ride a car than to ride a horse. He could only drive a duck to put it on the shelves and practice riding a horse.

"It's not difficult to learn to ride a horse." Yang Xiu said lightly. He didn't think anything was wrong, but in front of Zhao Wen, he felt a little embarrassed. He unconsciously pulled out his clothes and regretted not bringing a Confucian shirt. "Duke Zhao, have you seen General Sun?"

"I've seen it, I said a few words. I've been around Gebi in the afternoon. It's simply..." Zhao Wen sighed long. I don't know what to say, so he had to grab his beard, sigh, and shake his head. He accidentally pulled off two gray beards, which made him grin.

When Yang Xiu saw him, he understood what Zhao Wen was sighing after thinking for a moment. There were military camps and workshops beside Gepi. The soldiers in the military camp were practicing, and the craftsmen in the workshop were busy building military weapons, nervous and orderly. Although Sun Ce was not on the front line, he was always paying attention to the every move of several war zones. In addition, in Liaodong, news came from time to time in Guanzhong, at least a dozen scouts entered the camp a day. Zhao Wen stood on the official road, and almost every hour he would see several groups of people, and could feel the tense atmosphere before the war.

"Do you feel too busy to adapt?"

Zhao Wen narrowed his eyes and glanced at Yang Xiu. He did feel this way. Speaking of which, he had been an official all his life, a regular official and a county magistrate and prefect who were busy with official duties, but he had never been as busy as Sun Ce's subordinates. He came to wait for Yang Xiu after dinner, and waited until late at night. If it were usual, he had slept for a night and woke up.

"It's really busy, but what surprised me the most was not your busyness, but it was rude."

Yang Xiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled. "Yulinwei?" Zhao Wen was walking around Gepi in the afternoon and must have seen Yulinwei swimming in Gepi. Even if Shu people are mixed with the Yifeng, Zhao Wen may not be able to accept such a rebellious thing. "Yulinwei is training troops."

"Even if you are training troops, you can't do this. What's the difference between this and the barbarians?" Zhao Wen sighed. "The Sun family father and son are from a humble background, and they are also a mixed place in Wu and Yue. They don't know etiquette. You have a noble background. Why don't you remind me? What kind of style does this man have to bathe together? Also, can the word Yulin be used casually?"

Yang Xiu remained silent. He was also dissatisfied with these things, but he had no choice. Sun Ce ignored him at all. He even talked to Yuan Quan about this, but there was no reply. Facing Zhao Wen's questioning, he didn't know how to explain it. The responsibility of the Confucian school was to teach the monarch to obey etiquette, but he was just a chief clerk, not Wang Zuo. Sun Ce's Wang Zuo was Guo Jia, Pang Tong, and despising etiquette and law, and being unruly and unruly are common problems for ordinary scholars from ordinary backgrounds. With such a person around Sun Ce, how good can Sun Ce be?

"Mr. Zhao, you are waiting for me here in the middle of the night. Isn't it for this?"

Zhao Wen was stunned, then remembered his purpose and quickly cleared his throat. "Dezu, I don't understand what you said very well. Can you explain it in detail?"

Yang Xiu was so amused and crying. Just because of this? Zhao Wen is a pragmatic person, so why is his vision so narrow? How did he walk from Guanzhong to Nanyang? The situation is so obvious that he still can't understand? He thought for a while and explained: "Mr. Zhao, Mencius said that when the two armies fight, the weather is not as good as the place, and the place is not as good as the people. You should have seen many people since you entered the pass. What do you think are the differences between these people and those under Yuan Benchu?"

Zhao Wen was thinking. The first thing he saw along the way was Xu Shu, and Yang Xiu he saw recently, these were all young people in his twenties and thirties. Zhang Hong and Zhang Zhao were only in his early forties. They were energetic, decisive, and even took any measures. What kind of person was Yuan Shao? He was nearly fifty years old and probably didn't have the energy to train troops like Sun Ce, and he couldn't handle affairs like Sun Ce. Most of the people around him lived a pampered life, and few people could endure such hardships.

Of course, more importantly, the people around Yuan Shao have different families behind them, and they all have their own interests to consider and have to weigh the pros and cons of many parties. Unlike Sun Ce, most of the people under him are from humble origins and have nothing to worry about, and they are determined to follow Sun Ce to fight and make achievements.

Zhao Wen sighed softly. "Yuan Benchu ​​was calm for half his life and fought bravely, and was indeed inferior to the Sun father and son."

Yang Xiu laughed secretly. Zhao Wen is really stubborn. He still refuses to face reality. How could this be as simple as fighting bravely? However, he did not expose Zhao Wen's concealment, after all, he wanted to leave some face for the seniors.

"However, this is not a bad thing." Yang Xiu said slowly: "Yuan Benchu's unofficial intention is already clear. If Gongsun Zan had not occupied the north, General Sun seized the southeast, and Xun Wen would build another plan to move the capital and avoid his sharpness, the court would have destroyed the nest. Yuan Shao's defeat was also considered a major concern for the court. In the short term, the prefectures and counties would be divided, and even if someone wanted to change the dynasty, he would not have enough strength to unify the world. Rampant action would only become a target of public criticism and lead to attacks. For the court, there would be more opportunities for mediation."

Zhao Wen had a slight chin in his head, agreed with Yang Xiu's opinion, and then sighed: "But Guanzhong has a severe drought, a population loss, and the foundation of the court is empty. How can we revive it? Even food must be controlled by others?"

"The situation is of course very serious, but compared to Xinmang Jushe, the situation in front of him is much better. At least there is a gangster minister like Zhao, Lingjun. Although His Majesty is young, he is extremely smart and has a wise ruler. He is millions of times stronger than the son. As long as the king and his ministers work together and work hard to govern, there is still hope for Zhongsheng. The food in Guanzhong is tight, isn't Yuzhou? Even if he can win this battle, Yuzhou will be greatly damaged and he cannot advance again, and he can only quit the military valley. If he cannot win, General Sun may even give up Yuzhou and retreat to Jingyang."

Zhao Wen breathed a sigh of relief and nodded again. "Yes, there is no danger to defend in Yuzhou. This is not as good as Guanzhong in a place of battle." He thought about it and laughed again. "Dezu, I understand what you mean, but there is one sentence that you haven't said yet. No matter who wins and who loses, it is a chance for Your Majesty."

Yang Xiu looked at Zhao Wen and smiled. "Yes, I hope Your Majesty can seize such an opportunity."

"There is one thing, maybe it's an opportunity." Zhao Wen moved, approached Yang Xiu a little, and told Sun Ce about his desire to exchange food for Dongguan's collection of books, and finally asked, "Dezu, do you think it's feasible?"

Yang Xiu crossed his hands and changed to his belly. He thought about it carefully. "I'm in a hurry to be in power. I think it's OK, just..." He smiled. "Mr. Zhao is willing to bear this infamy."

Zhao Wen had been thinking for an afternoon, and when he saw Yang Xiu agree, he stroked his beard and chuckled, "If you can contribute to the revival of the Han Dynasty, what's the terrible thing about some infamousness? I'm only worried about lack of fame, so I want to write a letter with Lingzun."

Yang Xiu was stunned and smiled bitterly, "Mr. Zhao, you have lost your elders' demeanor."
Chapter completed!