Previously, many civil and military officials went to Yang Xuan to complain, and various hints reminded the leader of Northern Xinjiang: Zhou Jian may have succeeded in cultivation, but he failed to lead an army to attack!
Yang Xuan was noncommittal and did not express his position.
Now he is here.
Should we put aside Pei Jian and promote Jiang Cunzhong, or...
Jiang Cunzhong is an old man from Northern Xinjiang and was Yang Xuan's good friend back then.
This is a die-hard Northern Xinjiang person and a die-hard confidant of Yang Xuan.
You don't need such old men and confidants, but Zhou Jian, whose origin is unknown... My lord, could it be that you drank too much?
"Follow me!"
Three words, leaving endless reverie.
"This is to be said privately."
"That means, publicly speaking, how will Zhou Jian behave in the future?"
"That's fine!"
In the midst of the discussion, Yang Xuan took Pei Jian outside his tent.
Jiang He'er has already lit a fire, and the water in the clay pot has just boiled.
"I'll do it!"
Yang Xuan personally took action and put a few pieces of mutton in.
"sit!"
Yang Xuan pointed to the ground.
Pei Jian sat by the fire and stretched out his hands to warm himself.
"Bring me a spoon."
Yang Xuan turned Jiang Heer's orders around.
"After it's boiled, you have to beat off the foam, otherwise the soup will be turbid and difficult to swallow even if it's delicious."
Yang Xuan used a spoon to hit the foam and threw it on the ground without any sense of ethics.
He knocked the spoon on the edge of the earthen pot a few times, "Back then, when I was hunting in the Dongyu Mountains, I didn't dare to eat the prey I harvested for the first time. I was worried that I would be rejected by my mother if I didn't harvest anything when I returned home. So I just stood up and went.
I found some wild vegetables and made a fire to roast them and eat them."
Pei Jian asked: "Can you eat roasted wild vegetables?"
"Bitter and unpalatable." Yang Xuan smiled bitterly.
"That year, my late father ordered the guards to lead the way, and I led my family up the mountain road north. There was also a lack of food on the road. However, the guards were very skilled, and my cultivation was not bad, so I could always catch prey. However,
To be honest, animal meat is really fishy."
Pei Jian spoke very calmly, but he could hear the hatred engraved in his bones.
"Can't you forget that person in Chang'an?" Yang Xuan asked.
"yes."
Although Pei Jiu went to death on his own, why would he have done this without the perverse actions of the pseudo-emperor and his son?
"I really want to say that he is your enemy and will fight to death. However, everyone has different ideas. You can see for yourself."
Yang Xuan said very relaxedly.
"Mr. Lang, don't you want me and that father and son to fight to the death?" Pei Jian asked.
"I want to, but there's no need."
Yang Xuan stirred the meat in the pot and watched the meat completely change color. He said happily: "Everyone has different goals in life. My goal is to get to that point. It's different."
"This road is difficult, has Mr. Lang never thought of giving up?"
"I have thought about it. I just thought about it at first." Yang Xuan looked up and recalled, "I don't like being arranged by others in life, so I hated my identity very much at that time. I thought, even if I am a member of Dongyu Mountain,
It is better to be an Orion than to be forced to rebel."
He has never spoken of this idea to anyone.
Because he felt that he would be accused of being unfilial.
"When I left Chang'an, I was panic-stricken. It would be an exaggeration to say that I was a bereaved dog. When I learned that Aye was gone, even if I poured all the water from three rivers, I could not wash away my hatred for the father and son. When I arrived in Taoxian County
Later, Uncle Huang said, forget all that, from today on, you are Zhou Jian and Chang'an, and it has nothing to do with you."
Yang Xuan said: "The situation was difficult at that time. If Northern Xinjiang rebelled, the Tang Dynasty would fall apart in an instant."
"Yes! Uncle Huang wouldn't do that kind of thing." Today, Pei Jian has long been relieved. "At first, I was soaked in hatred. I wished I could sneak into Chang'an quietly and enter the imperial city."
Well!
Yang Xuan stopped stirring the meat for a moment, thinking that Pei Jiu had frightened the puppet emperor and his son with his sword. If Emperor Wu hadn't told him before he left, Pei Jiu might have killed him with his bodyguards because of his generous and elegiac temperament.
Entering the palace, we must fight to the death to kill the false emperor and his son.
Unexpectedly, his son also had the same urine problem.
"Life in Taoxian County is very boring. We can only stay at home every day. Occasionally, Uncle Huang will send someone to take us out in turns."
"This is jail." Yang Xuan said.
"Yes." Pei Jian said with a smile: "My family has been in prison for more than ten years, and I have been thinking, what did Pei do wrong? After thinking about it, Pei was not wrong. So, who was wrong? Then
To father and son.”
"You can't get into trouble."
"Has Mr. Lang ever been like this when he was young?"
"After I was ten years old, Ye Niang's attitude changed drastically. I felt uneasy, anxious, depressed, angry...I thought I was crazy. At that time, all I could think about was that the world was unfair!"
"Yes! It was the same for me in those years." Pei Jian said: "Later, I heard that the father and son were cleaning the court. The people of Emperor Wu and those who respected the emperor... were all cleaned one by one. There were even more.
The staunch Shangshu refuted this, and more than ten people were killed and more than a hundred people were exiled. At that time, I was thinking, what did they do wrong? Why did this happen? "
He looked at Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan put the spoon in the jar and rubbed his wet hands, "That's life!"
Pei Jian looked at him.
“You see, some people are born into wealth and live a wealthy life. Some people are born into poverty and die in poverty.
They didn't do anything wrong, but fate turned them into different people.
Some people have great glory in the first half of their lives, but are homeless in the second half of their lives; some people are poor and miserable in the first half of their lives, but are happy and blessed in the second half of their lives. Who can you argue with about this? God?"
Yang Xuan paused, smelled the broth, and added a pinch of salt, "Put some in now to get some flavor."
He clapped his hands and shook off the salt particles in his hands, "When I say this, I don't mean to ask you to accept your fate. Heaven is moving vigorously, and a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement. The terrain is unfavorable, and a gentleman carries great virtues. Do you understand?"
He looked at Pei Jian.
"The future may be bleak, but don't blow out the candle in your hand!"
Pei Jian said.
"The soup is ready."
Yang Xuan scooped two bowls of soup.
One bowl per person.
Raise the bowl.
Touched it silently.
Lift your head and do it.
Pei Jian stood up and left.
Yang Xuan sat there, watching him go back to get food, and said: "A great talent with a big chest."
He Lianyan came back, and Jiang Heer murmured to her.
"...I vaguely heard what Lang Jun said about Tian Xingjian..."
He Lianyan smiled and said: "This is the chicken soup that Lang Jun said."
Yang Xuan heard this and shook his head: "You can listen to chicken soup before the age of fifty. It is stupid to listen to the so-called chicken soup after the age of fifty."
"Why?" Jiang He'er asked.
"The road after the age of fifty depends not on chicken soup, but on life!"
In this era, fifty years old is considered a long life.
Listening to chicken soup and giving yourself chicken blood at this age will only overdraw your body and mind, which are going downhill.
"Do you know your destiny at fifty?" He Lianyan came over.
"Then lie down?" Jiang He'er also learned some of the boss's words.
"No, it's not lying flat." Yang Xuan stirred the meat and felt that it was almost done.
"What is that?"
"It's a matter of looking away."
Yang Xuan asked people to get the pancakes and take out the mutton. Jiang He'er was responsible for slicing it. While she was slicing, she asked unwillingly: "Lang Jun, look at it, isn't it just lying flat?"
Yang Xuan leisurely took the tea from He Lianyan, took a pleasant sip, and said: "It's not about lying down, but working hard and looking down on the results."
"oh!"
For Jiang He'er, these words were like playing the piano to an ox.
However, Yang Xuan also feels that this principle does not apply to young people.
"Work hard when you are at an age when you should be working hard, and be indifferent when you are at an age when you should be indifferent. This is to follow the way of heaven."
Jiang He'er was burned by the meat, so he brought his fingers to his mouth, blew air, and shook it a few more times, "Lang Jun, this is also chicken soup."
"no."
Yang Xuan smiled and said: "It's philosophy."
“Is there a difference between chicken soup and philosophy?”
"Yes. Chicken soup is stimulating and comforting, and philosophy is truth."
Jiang Heer thoughtfully said, "Chicken soup can be sold for money."
After dinner, Yang Xuan went to bed early.
The next day, Pei Jian asked his people to come and take charge.
"I won't go."
Duke Yang Guo was sitting there, lazily. Behind him, Jiang He'er was tying his hair and He Lianyan was dressing him.
He looks like a foolish king.
He lazily packed himself up, and breakfast was brought to him.
Also coming with me is Han Ji.
"The generals are a little bored today."
This is not good news.
"I really want to help him, but in the military, people are judged by their abilities. The more I help him, the more the soldiers will look down on him."
So Yang Xuan became the hands-off shopkeeper.
"Does Mr. Lang trust him so much?" Han Ji felt that the emperor's instinct was to be suspicious.
"No, it's Nobuyoshi."
Han Ji's heart moved, and he knew that his boss wanted to train Pei Jian into a pillar of civility and martial arts.
"Mr. Lang!"
Wang Laoer came back, covered with wind and frost.
"Hurry up and get some hot soup for him."
Yang Xuan is drinking porridge.
"Is there any meat?"
Wang Laoer is a man who loves nothing but pleasure.
"have."
Jiang Heer made him a bowl of mutton.
"This was stewed last night. It's all soft and rotten."
And after leaving it for a while, it is now warm and just right to eat.
"Here." Jiang He'er handed him the chopsticks.
"No."
Wang Laoer took the bowl and raised his head to drink.
"That's meat!"
Yang Xuan wanted to kick him.
Wang Laoer 'drank' the mutton in several gulps, "A lot of Taizhou frontline scouts came, but they didn't fight hard and withdrew after losing some."
"Why did you withdraw?" The old thief was puzzled, "Shouldn't we have sent troops to contain it?"
"They don't dare!"
Yang Xuan took a sip of porridge and said, "Send troops on the front foot, and then I can destroy his lair with the back foot."
The old thief came over and said, "Lang Jun, the atmosphere in the army is not right."
"A bunch of idiots!"
Yang Xuan put down the bowl, "That's Pei Jiu's son!"
He stood up and said, "After eating, it's time to take a walk to tease the Northern Liao scouts."
…
Today's attack is still the same as the old three, trebuchets, crossbows, death camps...
And the pace is very slow.
The defenders even took turns going down to rest.
At noon, Pei Jian even thoughtfully ordered his subordinates to rest for an hour.
"They're taking a nap!"
Zhao Dora felt that she must be blind.
Who dares to take a nap on the battlefield?
"He is trying to tempt me to send troops to attack." Xiao Hongde said calmly: "Don't move!"
Peng Zhi stroked his beard, "Just wait for Tanzhou's reinforcements to arrive and attack from both inside and outside."
"Sit down and sit down!"
The guard brought a stool, Xiao Hongde sat down and took a comfortable sip of water.
"What is Yang Gou doing?"
Boss Yang and his two secretaries were admiring the scenery of the North Country.
"It's a pity that it didn't snow." Jiang He'er felt a little regretful.
"If it snows, we have to withdraw our troops." He Lianyan felt that if Jiang He'er interfered in politics, she would be a witch who would bring disaster to the country.
At noon, they had a picnic outside.
In the afternoon, continue cruising.
More than ten riders came to report.
"My lord, he has withdrawn his troops."
"who?"
Yang Xuan looked at the team leader.
The eyes are calm.
The captain dismounted and knelt down to apologize, "It's Mr. Zhou."
"Um!"
Yang Xuan rode back.
At the top of Chengyang City, Xiao Hongde shook his head, a little confused, "What does he mean?"
Peng Zhi said: "Do you want to kill time?"
Xiao Hongde looked at the sky and said, "Ask the elders in the city if there are any signs of snow recently. Secondly, order the scouts to fight tooth and nail to open up the road to Taizhou."
"Taizhou will not come to help." Zhao Dora said.
Xiao Hongde did not look at him and walked down the steps while saying: "The scouts are trying their best to open the passage to Taizhou. The Northern Xinjiang Army will definitely be worried about Taizhou's rescue, so they will definitely dispatch troops to defend. The Tanzhou reinforcements will take advantage of it. , defeat the enemy in one fell swoop!”
This method is to think through people's hearts.
"Even if he saw through that I was just pretending to open the Taizhou Passage, he didn't dare not to deal with it. This is a conspiracy!"
On the third day, the city gates opened, and more than a thousand cavalry rushed to the north to attack.
"The enemy troops are attacking in the direction of Taizhou!"
When the news was sent to Pei Jian, his expression remained unchanged, "Assemble two thousand troops to prepare for Taizhou reinforcements."
Why!
This is passive beating!
Everyone sighed in their hearts.
Pei Jian called the generals in charge of the trebuchets and crossbow formations and asked them carefully.
"put!"
The trebuchet started to move.
Next, crossbow arrows.
Then, the death camp...
The defenders lazily fought.
At noon, it’s ‘lunch break’ as usual
"Reinforcements will arrive in two or three days."
While his subordinates were pondering the meaning behind Pei Jian's mediocre tactics, Xiao Hongde dispelled their doubts with just one sentence.
"Yes! Once the reinforcements arrive, all measures will be in vain."
"If you stick to it for two or three more days, the pain will be over and the joy will come."
Xiao Hongde sat down and yawned.
Everyone in the city is like this.
The Northern Xinjiang army was taking a lunch break, and the scene of tens of thousands of people dozing off was a spectacular sight.
Yawning and sleeping are contagious.
The defenders either sat down or leaned against the city head to rest.
Chinese army!
Pei Jian stood under the banner and said, "Gather all the generals!"
The generals came lazily.
Jiang Cunzhong was suddenly startled.
Who is standing behind Pei Jian?
Lin Feibao!
Lin Feibao, who was almost inseparable from his boss, came unexpectedly.
And standing behind Pei Jian... and behind him, there were more than ten horned dragon guards.
Pei Jian looked at the generals and said, "Generals, listen to your orders!"
He was tall and tall, and when he spoke in a deep voice, he was full of dignity.
Everyone stood in silence.
"Jiang Cunzhong!"
"exist!"
"Assemble the elite and listen to my orders!"
"Take orders!"
"Soyun!"
"exist!"
"The death camp has been struggling for the past few days. Later, I want to see a death camp that is fierce and unafraid of death. Anyone who dares to take a step back will be killed!"
"Take orders!"
"Others!"
"exist!"
"In a quarter of an hour, I will see that there is no turning back! Ming Jin can't make a sound, even if he dies, he will die on the top of the city!"
Pei Jian's eyes widened.
Everyone was awestruck.
"Take orders!"
The crowd will disperse.
A quarter of an hour later, the trebuchet started.
The defenders lazily began to retreat.
Pei Jian squinted his eyes.
"There are many ways to use military force. Everyone in the world likes to overwhelm the opponent. I do the opposite. I am proud of my enemy! I will be proud of my enemy for three days and strike with thunder!"
The death battalion was dispatched.
The crossbow formation moved forward quietly.
Stones were thrown at the top of the city.
One of the defenders took a sneak peek outside the city.
The crowd is full of people.
The crossbow array has already approached the city.
The people started running.
"Enemy attack!"
Amidst the screams, Pei Jian whispered:
"Aye, I took over your sword! Pei's horizontal sword is still sharp!"
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