A good man will not live long and will harm him for three thousand years. It sounds reasonable, but from another perspective, Guan Yu, who is awesome, died, and Zhang Fei, who is rude in character, will also die. In the near future, Wei Yan, who regards Guan Yu as an idol and imitates everywhere, becomes a rebellion, while Zhao Yun, who is kind to others, is safe and sound. He is one of the few famous generals in Shu who have a good end. Isn’t this a victory?

Wei Ba sighed secretly, seeing smoke rising from the distance, the torches on the tower in front of the camp gate gradually extinguished, the camp that had been silent for a night had sounded the war drums, and gradually woke up from his sleep, teams of soldiers began to fuck. He knew that the new day had begun, so he ran down the mountain with Dunwu.

As soon as he turned a hillside, he saw the Ma girl wearing white clothes and riding a horse with a maid. He quickly stopped by the side of the road, stepping on the spot while waiting for her to come.

"Wow—" The girl slowly tied the reins, and the war horse stopped in front of Wei Ba. The girl looked at Wei Ba with a red face, and a faint blush appeared on her face. She bit her lips, her long eyelashes shook twice, and suddenly said, "Good morning!"

Wei Ba was stunned for a moment, subconsciously smiled and said, "Good morning!"

The girl shook the reins of the horse and took a half step to make way for the small path. "Mr. Wei."

Wei Ba was not polite, nodded and smiled, "Thank you." Then he ran over. The girl turned around immediately and watched him run down the mountain with brisk steps, and was a little silent for a moment. She gently lifted the reins of the horse and urged the horse to run to the hillside. She stopped where Wei Ba usually turned around, looked at the fresh creases of the wild grass, and suddenly sighed softly.

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Wei Ba returned to the camp, Peng Xiaoyu had already prepared breakfast, Wei Wu had already gotten up, holding a bowl of mutton porridge, drinking whirring. As soon as he saw Wei Ba, he hurriedly shouted: "Brother, come, come, this mutton porridge is delicious, Miss Peng's skill in cooking porridge is really nothing to say."

Wei Ba took the cloth towel handed over by Peng Xiaoyu, wiped his sweat and asked, "Have you practiced the sword technique?"

"No, I just got up, and I smelled such fragrant porridge, so I couldn't help but eat two bowls first." Wei Wu stood up, touched his round belly, burped, raised his arm and wiped his mouth. "You have the strength to eat when you are full. I can cut two thousand knives today."

"Go to yours, eat so much, can you practice martial arts?" Wei Ba laughed and threw the cloth scarf in his hand to him: "You can get married soon, and you are not allowed to wipe your mouth with your sleeves in the future. You can see what you have eaten in the past few days by looking at your sleeves."

"Can you do it? Why can't I see it?" Wei Wu rolled his eyes and looked at Wei Ba in admiration.

Wei Ba was speechless.

"Major General, it's okay, I'll help him wash it right away." Peng Xiaoyu brought a bowl of meat porridge, "This is the minced meat left yesterday. I have stewed it on the stove since last night. It is most suitable for the wounded. I have stayed with Wei Du Fu, and this is prepared for the Major General. By the way, Dun Junhou has it too."

"And mine?" Dunwu sniffed the fragrance of porridge, sniffed, rubbed his hands, rushed to the stove, filled a bowl of porridge and started eating.

Wei Ba took a sip of the porridge and the taste was indeed good. After cooking the minced mutton overnight, it had become minced meat. It was mixed with the porridge, and there was no way to tell it. However, the scent of the mutton became stronger and stronger, making people feel appetite wider after smelling it. Well, it seems that this maid who came to the door was ugly, but her skills were really nothing. Look at the big pot, she probably not only prepared Fu Xing and her own, but also her father should have it. This girl really wants to stay and be a maid? Alas, in the face of survival pressure, freedom is nothing. No wonder Brother Bao wants to drive Qingwen away, Qingwen would rather commit suicide.

After eating the porridge, Wei Ba rested for a while, and practiced two sword techniques with Dunwu, and then rushed to my father's tent. As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the tent, he saw two high-quality Xiliang war horses, and he couldn't help but be surprised. There were shortages of horses in Shu, and ordinary soldiers could not have horses to ride. The literati and doctors used inferior horses to pull carts, or even ox carts. Xiliang war horses were very rare, and being able to use Xiliang war horses to travel with cars is basically equivalent to later generations of cars. I dare not say that luxury cars such as BMWs are at least high-end business cars such as Buicks. As the general of Zhenbei, Wei Yan rode an ordinary war horse. Suddenly, two such good war horses appeared, which was tantamount to a sudden stop in an ordinary community, which was particularly eye-catching.

The one with the most Western Liang war horses was of course the Ma family's cavalry battalion. Although the Ma family's cavalry battalion had only two or three thousand people, it was the absolute elite of the Shu Han cavalry. At least one-third of their soldiers rode the Western Liang war horses.

Could it be that the girl came to the door again? Wei Ba felt a little annoyed when he thought of the cold and pretty face of the girl in white. If he had known that this woman was so troublesome, it would have been better to give in at the beginning.

Wei Ba finally gave up the idea of ​​turning around and leaving, and gritted the bullet and entered the account. When he saw two people sitting in the account, he couldn't help but be stunned.

It was not a girl in white, but another girl named Ma: Ma Su, and Zhuge Qiao was sitting next to her.

Before Wei Ba could speak, Wei Yan, who looked happy, shouted first: "Boy, why did you come so late? Let Ma Zongjun and Zhuge Duwei wait. Come here quickly and see Ma Zongjun and Zhuge Duwei."

Wei Ba was confused and had never seen his father be so polite to anyone. He walked forward and bowed. Ma Su sat down and received the gift, slightly bowed, which was considered to have returned the gift. Zhuge Qiao quickly stood up, bowed his salute, and said with a smile: "Brother Wei has gone running? I admire your perseverance. It can be seen that you have achieved great results these days. When you walk, you can't see the word "weakness". No wonder Yang Zongjun suffered from your suffering."

Wei Ba was very embarrassed. Zhuge Qiao laughed cheerfully, stepped forward and held Wei Ba's shoulder, and patted him gently: "Just, joke, please don't blame Brother Wei."

Wei Ba smiled and said seriously: "Yang Zhengjun...is it okay?"

"It's okay." Zhuge Qiao waved his hand generously: "He was scolded by the Prime Minister and realized his mistake. He just couldn't bear it. He was embarrassed to apologize to the general and entrust Ma to join the army and I to apologize to the general. General Kuanhong has a lot of people, and he has already agreed not to pursue the matter. Now it depends on whether Brother Wei is willing to give up his hands."

Wei Ba glanced at his father, and Wei Yan was very proud, stroked his beard and said seriously: "Ba'er, although Yang Yi and I have some conflicts, they are both ministers of the country. Now that the Prime Minister wants to attack Cao Wei in the north and restore the Han Dynasty, how can we affect national affairs due to personal will? Since he is willing to apologize, we don't have to worry about it anymore."

Wei Ba secretly despised him and thought to himself that you said beautifully. If you attacked him next time, I am afraid he would be even more cruel than me. If you took action yesterday, Yang Yi might be worse than Liu Yan. He nodded quickly and agreed: "As long as my father's instructions. Do I want to see Yang Zongjun later?"

"This is not necessary. We have more important things to be busy with." Wei Yan waved his hand, signaled Wei Ba to take his seat, and signaled to Ma Su, "You Chang, let's continue."

Ma Su smiled and said, "Okay, let's continue." He leaned over to Wei Yan's case again, pointed to the map on the case, and began to talk about military affairs.

Wei Ba listened for a while and it turned out that Ma Su and Zhuge Qiao came today mainly on behalf of Zhuge Liang to ask for advice. Ma Su was Zhuge Liang's confidant, and Zhuge Qiao was Zhuge Liang's son. The two of them came together, which was not much worse than Zhuge Liang's personal visit. Wei Yan was very excited and felt that the Prime Minister valued him too much, so he brought his Ziwu Valley plan one by one.

Ma Su listened very seriously, stopped to think for a while, then asked some questions, and listened to Wei Yan's answer. Wei Yan also spoke very seriously, and rarely kept calm and showed no impatient feelings. He was in high spirits, and he patted his chest from time to time, expressing his willingness to drive forward the Prime Minister and fight to the death, in order to repay the grace of the late Emperor Jianba and the Prime Minister's appreciation.

This harmonious scene made Wei Ba a little confused. Could it be that my arrival has affected history? Zhuge Liang wants to use his father's Ziwu Valley plan to raid Chang'an? If this is the case, then history will really change greatly. Although the Ziwu Valley plan is not detailed enough, who is Zhuge Liang? He is the Prime Minister Zhuge who is "just cautious in his life". If he is willing to adopt this plan, it at least means that this plan still has a great possibility of success.

However, the innate defects of the Ziwu Valley plan are real. Before this problem is solved, the success rate cannot be guaranteed no matter how you look at this plan. Has Prime Minister Zhuge found a solution?

While listening to their discussion, Wei Ba secretly pondered Zhuge Liang's thoughts. However, facing this wise man who was deified in his later generations, he felt uneasy. He was still a little confident in mechanically, but if he expanded a step further, he would not have much confidence and dare not think that he could speculate on the ideas of this great god.

"This plan is indeed a stroke of magic. If it is feasible, it will lay a solid foundation for the great cause of restoring the Han Dynasty. The general's use of troops is indeed different." Ma Su praised: "However, although this plan is wonderful, there are still some details to be solved. Although I admire the general, I cannot make any guarantees. I need to report to the Prime Minister and discuss with you before making a decision. Please forgive me."

Wei Yan laughed: "This is natural. I am young and always. I am not the one who can use my own heart? Although I have been guarding Hanzhong for nearly ten years, I can say that I know the terrain of Hanzhong best, but after all, this is the prime minister's chief. If I don't follow the Prime Minister's decision, how dare I be self-righteous? Don't worry, thanks to the Prime Minister's attention, I, Wei Yan, must be the prime minister's leader, and I will never say anything."

Ma Su smiled and bowed, "General is loyal. Is it true that the Prime Minister trusting you more? Since that's the case, then I'll go back now and report the general's plan to the Prime Minister. Let's wait for the good news. However, before the Prime Minister makes a decision, please keep it confidential."

"You still have to say this?" Wei Yan looked at Ma Su with a blame, "Youchang, do you think I am a three-year-old child and don't even understand this common sense?"

Ma Su laughed, patted his forehead, and blamed himself: "I was worried too much. The general has been in military service for many years, so I still need to remind me. I am ashamed."
Chapter completed!