What does the novel have to do with military tactics?

Sun Wujin outside the door felt that Mr. Lu was a little crazy. If he really wanted to learn military tactics, it would be great to get a grandson over here. What military tactics can he learn from the Three Kingdoms storybook?

Lu Si in the house looked at it with relish. Although the layout of books in this era made him really uncomfortable, the traditional Chinese characters had little impact.

The ancients had half of the Analects of Confucius that ruled the world, and the moderns also had one of the Three Kingdoms that conquered the world.

You cannot underestimate "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", this is the "textbook" of the Qing military group.

Nurhaci loves reading, and Hong Tai loves reading, but he doesn't know whether Dorgon loves reading.

Anyway, Lu Si loves reading now.

One hour says it’s not long, and it’s not slow.

When he read the eighth chapter "Wang Situ made a series of plans to make a fuss about Fengyi Pavilion", Lu Si folded the pages of the book, thought about it and then picked up the pen and wrote a blank at the end of the page: "The Han chaos began from this, and Wang Situ was a bad guy."

The strong and unyielding magistrate He Chuan finally lowered his proud heads from his sages and the imperial court officials. It is better to say that he was collectively persuaded by more than one hundred officials and gentry in the lobby of the state yamen.

For those who are strong and those who are determined to seek death, if the normal routine cannot be understood, a problem of changing the thinking will be solved well.

He Chuan was able to consider opening the city for the lives of officials and gentry in the city, so he could also join the "thief camp" for this.

Lu Siting valued this old Gaoyou parent because this official is really good.

Conquering the world and sitting in the world are two different things. Ninety-ninety percent of the illiterate Huai Army have no talent to manage prefectures and counties, and Lu Si himself cannot manage Gaoyou himself. He must temporarily use the original Ming Dynasty system in the city, including this old parents with a good reputation among the people of Gaoyou.

This is not a compromise, nor is it a convergence with the gentry, but a governance and use.

Killing a magistrate who refuses to surrender is a trivial matter. Lu Si will not even raise his eyelids. He must be cautious when killing a good official who is deeply loved by the people.

The Huai Army was a Huai Yang Yi army, and the people were punished for slandering the people, so this banner cannot change its color.

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When Lu Si appeared in the lobby of the state yamen again, He Chuan still wrote unyielding words on his face, but the expressions of the people around him told Lu Si that the old parent had "compromised".

"I will continue to do whatever my parents did in the past. I will not interfere in the affairs of the state. Except for leaving a single army in the city, I will not move anything else. I will only pay the money, grain, taxes and taxes I handed over to the court in the past."

Lu Si was not interested in the policy of fighting against local tyrants in Gaoyou to divide the land. What he needed was stability and full acceptance.

"Old parents should not have what they are today." Lu Si said lightly.

He Chuan didn't say anything.

He did not say anything but acknowledge that Lu Si would not want to stimulate this old parent. He believed that in a few months, this old parent would definitely change his current position.

Because the court is really gone.

The people in the hall were undoubtedly in a relaxed mood at this time. The thieves kept their promises and did not kill them, and they even seemed that they would not plunder their wealth. He Gong was still the governor. In this way, it was really like there were no thieves rebelling.

It feels strange.

But soon they won't blame it. The thief is really a thief, and rebellion is really a rebellion.

"Who is the magistrate?"

The three Gaoyou chief officials, the magistrate, the Tongzhi, and the magistrate, were all green robes and silver belts, and the ones embroidered with the patches were all birds. Lu Si really couldn't tell who was who was.

"There is the official!"

The magistrate Zhao Wen stood up in panic, wondering why the young thief leader called him. After standing up, he thought something was wrong, so he hurriedly bowed slightly and tried his best to maintain a humble posture.

Lu Sichao, the magistrate Zhao Tong, nodded slightly, and then asked him in a harmonious voice: "Person Zhao Tong must be familiar with these old men present."

“Familiar, familiar.”

As the responsible for the criminal law and security of a state, Zhao Wen must know all the knowledge of the officials and gentry in the state and has dealt with these people a lot on weekdays.

Lu Si said "Oh" and waved his hand: "Go and get some paper and ink."

At that moment, a flag soldiers took the paper Wenmo. Everyone in the hall was confused and didn't know what the young thief was selling in the gourd.

He Chuan sat still, motionless.

"Please,"

Lu Si raised his hand and pointed at Zhao Wen, "If you are lucky, President Zhao Tong will write down the names of the masters here and the address of the man present. In addition, you must also note what you do, and write about the wives and concubines and children in your family."

After saying that, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, "If you are wrong, you will miss one, just hang your own beam so that you will not be able to use a sword."

"Ah?...Yes, yes, don't dare, don't dare..."

Zhao Wen, who was too nervous, shook his hand, and a drop of ink sweat fell on the white paper, scaring him so much that he almost knelt down and begged for mercy.

The other officials and gentry all had strange faces. Although no one dared to whisper, they were definitely thinking about why Zhao Tongzhi wrote their details in their hearts.

Although He Chuan seemed to have nothing to do with me, his brows also frowned slightly.

Zhao Wen had already written the writing. He knew very well that the name of the governor He Chuan was written on the top, and then the Tongzhi Qian Dalang, and then he was himself. According to Lu Si's instructions, he would write down everything in detail, for fear that he would miss his life.

After writing about a few people, I was less nervous and wrote about others. Although he had seen more than 100 people in the hall, he knew nothing about them.

Therefore, I stopped writing many times in the middle, first reading Lu Si, and then carefully went to the person who was writing to ask in a low voice. I didn't dare to answer any questions.

After this, I was afraid that there would be two incense sticks, so I wrote down the details of the "characters" in the city of No. 100.

"Hero...General, please check it out!"

Zhao Wen didn't know what he called this young thief leader, but he would definitely not pass by calling him General.

Lu Si took it, and there were 8 pages and 146 people. Each of them recorded it clearly. He couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction and folded the 8 pages of paper to Sun Wujin on the side.

Then he stood up and looked around the uneasy officials and gentry, and said, "Everyone, although Lu is not worried that you will dare to smash Lu's blame and do something bad for Lu in this state city, Lu can't believe you either! ... I don't hide it from you. Lu will lead his army to attack Yangzhou tomorrow. So in order for you to be able to settle in this state city and for Lu's peace of mind, I ask each family to have a son and go to Yangzhou with Lu."

Upon hearing this, all the officials and gentry changed their expressions, and several screams of exclamations came from the quiet hall.

"It's a good method."

He Chuan, who had not moved, looked at Lu Si sideways and groaned: This thief is easy to plot and takes the descendants of each family as the quality, so he is not afraid of these people joining each other after he leaves, and even protecting his thief's interests in everything. The abacus is very good.

Lu Si thought this way. If someone refused to follow him, he would kill someone immediately.

Only then did someone say in disbelief: "I don't have a son?"

Lu Si looked at the person who spoke, which was a chubby guy. He looked like a businessman, in his forties or fifty years old. He thought the other party's son was dead, so he said, "If you don't have a son, you can have a grandson."

The fat man was stunned and shook his head: "This... I don't have a grandson either."
Chapter completed!