The four hundred and fortieth chapter is poor and trapped beast
"Sit down and wait for death, as if you are lying down and waiting for your fate." New History of the Five Dynasties Ren Wan Biography
On the high floor of Yijing.
After the despondent lion made a last ditch effort, he finally found that he was no longer the all-conquering king he once was. When all his efforts were in vain, the old lion returned to the cave. Curled up,
Escape and indulge in past memories. Although the body has been strong for a long time, the soul has begun to slowly decay.
Gongsun Zan put on the spacious Yanju robe again.
At this time, even the maids who carried the message were gone in the huge attic. Only a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old stood in front of him. The young man was somewhat similar to Gongsun Zan. He had an elegant temperament and confident eyebrows.
Rising.
"Ah Weng." The young man was Gongsun Zan's son Gongsun Xu. He had been educated in a Confucian family since he was a child and had read many classics. Compared with Gongsun Zan back then, he was a little less heroic and a little more refined.
Gongsun Zan was lowering his head and wiping a rusty old sword. There was a shark sheath inlaid with jade standing next to him. He asked softly: "How is your uncle?"
When Gongsun Fan withdrew his troops that day, he took the initiative to lead the troops to cut off the rear. Yan Liang, who was chasing after him, cut off his right arm with a knife. Fortunately, his own soldiers rescued him desperately and managed to get it back. Now he has fallen into a coma due to excessive blood loss and his life hangs on a thread. Gongsun Zan usually lives by a thread.
Li Buda looked down upon this disciple who was of the same clan and clan as him, always feeling that he had no independent opinions and was weak-tempered. But now, Gongsun Zan was rarely affectionate and began to care about the few remaining blood relatives around him.
"After bandaging, there was no bleeding, but I was still drowsy. I heard that I had a high fever when I came here." Gongsun Xu answered with cupped hands.
Gongsun Zan sighed softly. No matter how hard he rubbed the rust on the sword blade, it still stuck to it stubbornly. The fine silk on his hand became more and more yellow as it was rubbed. The knuckles of his right hand were red due to excessive exertion. His sentences were coherent.
Said: "Yuan Shao is still attacking the city these days?"
Living deep in a high-rise building, as the commander of an army, he didn't even know whether the enemy was attacking the city. Gongsun Xu didn't know what to say. He looked at the father in front of him who he had admired infinitely.
A night of old age made him feel lost, and a burst of unknown fire suddenly surged in his heart: "I heard that when a liger gets old, it must pull out its claws and find its own home. Aweng was only in his fifties, and he had only lost a few battles.
All the energy of his life has been wasted. Although I don’t understand military strength, I also know the principle of becoming more courageous with every setback. Gou Jian was still able to become a tyrant even though his country was destroyed. Ah Weng prides himself on being a hero, but now he is becoming more and more unworthy!"
"Shuzi, what are you talking about!" Gongsun Zan suddenly stood up, holding a rusty sword, and pointed the flattened tip directly at Gongsun Xu's eyebrows.
"I said Aweng is just like this sword. When it is in the scabbard, it looks luxurious, but in fact it is rusted from the inside!" Gongsun Xu looked at Gongsun Zan without fear. Suddenly, he
He took off his loose dark clothes, revealing the soft armor underneath.
The young man's slender body looked even more slender and capable under the restraints of the soft armor. He was Gongsun Zan's son, and no one dared to stop him even with a sword. At this time, he rarely faced Gongsun Zan in such a posture, with both words and deeds.
It brought a great impact to the opponent: "Aweng is the Youzhou Mu, Zhenbei General, and Jihou of the imperial court! In those days, he patrolled the border areas and was able to defeat Hu Qi with just a dozen cavalry! Not the current company.
Even a sword cannot be sharpened, old leather!"
"You, you..." Gongsun Zan gasped, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.
There was a hint of pain in Gongsun Xu's eyes, and he said in a solemn voice: "If Aweng still doesn't realize it, please use this sword to kill the child, so that the child's reputation for strong remonstrance can be fulfilled!"
The atmosphere in the attic was stagnant for a while. After a long time, Gongsun Zan seemed to have lost his strength. He loosened his wrist and lowered his sword. Holding the sword and stepping back a few steps, he could only hear him saying to himself: "Full your reputation?"
Then who will fulfill me?"
Gongsun Zan retreated all the way to the table and sat down directly on a pile of books and silk. He casually threw the rusty sword in his hand on the table, and then turned back to stare at the son who dared to confront him, his eyes gradually gradually
He became sharp: "You do have some of the courage I had when I was young, but I would like to ask, what are your plans at this time?"
At this time, there was suddenly a loud sound of drums and horns outside, a heavy collision between giant trees, and the crash of a tall building falling. Just as Gongsun Xu was about to answer, his attention was attracted by these bursts of nervous and violent sounds.
He wanted to open the window and watch, but Gongsun Zan stopped him and said: "There is nothing to see when we come back. It's just setting up ladders and digging tunnels. Recently, they couldn't attack Yi Jing, so they came up with a clever plan to make people dig underground.
Support it with wooden pillars, leading directly to the bottom of the building, and then burn the pillars, causing the building to collapse."
Gongsun Xu looked at the other party in surprise as he talked, as if he knew the battle situation that happened every day, but why did he ask questions and test his attitude just now, knowing that he knew what was going on?
As if he didn't notice Gongsun Xu's expression, Gongsun Zan raised his head and looked at the window. His eyes penetrated the thin window screen, as if he could see the tall buildings burning in the distance at a glance. He picked up the sword again and lowered his head to look at the sword.
The rust stains that could not be wiped off seemed to sigh in a low voice and said: "This method will not be used a second time. I have asked people to bury a big urn outside the building. This method must be overcome. If Yuan Benchu wants to win
I, too, have to come here in a dignified manner and not kill him and be buried with 30,000 soldiers, teach me how to be willing!"
"Ah Weng!" Gongsun Xu opened his mouth.
"As for you." The conversation between the two of them just now was disrupted by an offensive launched from outside. Now they were brought back on track by Gongsun Zan. He turned to look at Gongsun Xu: "It's not something that shouldn't be bothered right now. Just tell me.
What are your plans?"
The eyes of the two people met invisibly, and their expressions gradually became firmer. It was rare for the father and son to show the same expression. The moment of tranquility in the attic seemed to separate all the disturbances. Gongsun Xu looked at the scene in front of him, and he couldn't figure it out for a moment.
These days, is the other party's will depressed and the hero waning, or is he always brave and fearless, but just hiding his thoughts. At the moment, he seems to be getting closer and closer to the latter. He pursed his lips and finally said:
"Yijing lacks soldiers and horses, but Yuan Shao is strong. If he wants to defeat the enemy, he must rely on foreign troops... And Aweng was granted a title by the imperial court and has always been sincere. If he asks for help from... the imperial court, it will not only contain Yuan Shao's power.
, or assist loyal ministers, they will not sit idly by."
Gongsun Zan has already thought about asking for help. Now he has no other strength to mobilize, and he cannot defend the enemy by himself. As for the surrounding area, Gongsun Du of Liaodong is too far away to break through, and the opponent may not be willing to leave Liaodong to do this.
Waiting for thankless things; Wuhuan outside the Great Wall, Xianbei hates him to the bone, and it is a good thing not to add insult to injury; the Black Mountain Army in the Taihang Mountains in the west should have been a good ally, but they have long since disappeared, scattered around, or been incorporated by the imperial court; as for
West of Taihang Mountain...
"Will he take care of this?" Gongsun Zan asked calmly.
Gongsun Xu was refreshed. As long as the other party dared to face this problem instead of worrying about face and dignity and deliberately avoiding it, everything would be easy: "No matter what Mr. Liu, everything is the court and the emperor decides whether to send reinforcements or not. He
It doesn’t matter what you say! Aweng is asking for help from the imperial court, not Duke Liu!"