In Cao's camp, Cheng Yu was probably the only one who was thinking about the matter in a matter-of-fact manner. He was the first to speak.
"My lord, Yuan Shao has an unstable mind and is the most fickle. Now is the time for our army to grow in Yanzhou!"
"If Yuan Jun raises an army to investigate and come south, and Liu Bei and Zhang Yang from the east are plotting against Dongjun, then our army will have to return to the north. This will give Zhang Miao a chance to breathe, Zhang Xiu, and Liu Biao a chance to recruit troops, I'm afraid?"
"Hey, what's wrong with Datong? If you want to fight, come to the lord's side. If you fight alone, it will be worse if you win!"
Cheng Yu's words were so reasonable that Cao Cao couldn't help but nod his head.
In the tent, Xun You, who was actually torn apart from Fang Guang, sneered.
"Zhongde, what's so hard to guess about this? It's just a matter of making meritorious service and letting the lord appreciate it. After all, the Yellow Turban pattern, I don't know that the overall situation lies in the south, and it is based on the strategy managed by my uncle!"
“It’s not Yanzhou’s blessing to be brave and fight fiercely!”
The affairs of Cao Cao's camp, apart from military strategy, were now completely controlled by Xun Yu. After all, Cao Cao had to take care of all the important things, adjust grain, and resettle states and counties. He could only rely on the Yingchuan scribes.
Xun Yu was in charge of this strategy of stabilizing Yantu Yu. Of course, this was also the most suitable strategy for Cao Cao now, and Fang Guang was speechless.
"Well, if we return to protect Dong'a, I'm afraid Zhang Chao, Zhang Xiu, and Liu Biao will become big, and it will be difficult to go to Yuzhou again! Wen Ruo, what do you think?"
Cao Cao sighed and looked at Xun Yu and asked. He didn't realize it himself. Fang Guang was not around and Guo Jia had a lot to do. Under the deliberate operation of Yingchuan's lineage, when he encounters difficulties, the first person he asks must be
Xun Yu is angry.
"My lord, I admire Datong's talent very much, but now it seems that he still can't manage the states and counties. It is best under the lord's curtain!"
"How about removing Fang from the post of military commander of Guangdong County and letting him come to the lord's side?"
"This will relieve Yuan Shao's resentment. Secondly, will it also protect Datong? Fang Guang people still have to practice for a few years, waiting for Cai Yan to have a man and a woman, and then ask the court to ennoble a family, and then become a totem, it is also for
It’s not too late!”
Xun Yu was always considerate of Fang Guang, but he was always vicious. If Fang Guang had to count him down first, and then slowly grind it out, Guo Jia broke out in cold sweat after hearing this.
There are nine families in the family. If Fang Guang started from a lower family, he would not be able to speak in front of Xun Yu without several generations of people.
Starting from a humble family, one is not as good as a yellow turban.
Guo Fengxiao coughed twice, and when he saw Cao Cao hesitate, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"My lord, it only takes a letter to depose the governor of Dongjun. Is Meng Lang the northern pillar of Yanzhou? We still don't know what will happen to Yuan Shao. Why deal with our own people first?"
"Fengxiao, why are you talking about one of our own people? Letters from Puyang, the war along the Yellow River has been going on for almost a month. Do you have letters from Datong to refute this matter?"
"This man from Fang Guang is so unruly. It is for his own good that he is brought to the Lord's side! After all, Datong is still capable of defeating Lu Bu!"
Xun Yu's eyes flashed, and Guo Jia's eyes collided in the air, creating sparks.
After hearing the words of his favorite counselor, Cao Cao looked at the tension in the tent. He narrowed his eyes and waved one hand slightly to tell everyone to stop talking.
The boss frowned and narrowed his eyes, it was because he had to make a big decision, and everyone had no choice but to shut up.
Guo Jia was most familiar with Cao Cao. Seeing his boss tightening his fists more and more, he couldn't help but feel anxious, knowing that his friend might be recalled.
He also complained a little, why should he exchange information with his boss after doing big things? Mr. Cao, he is famous for being very suspicious.
Just when Cao Cao was coughing and wheezing in the tent and raising his hand to remove Fang from the post of governor of Guangdong County, the sound of rapid horse hooves suddenly came from outside the tent.
After a moment, Xia Houyuanrang, who was sweating for Fang Guang, went out to the tent in person and lured a school captain into the tent with a smile.
"My lord, this is the letter from Dongjun and the old man's letter from home!"
"The old lady, the eldest son, and Anmin are all in Dongjun. My lord will know what is going on at a glance!"
Xia Houyuan personally took the letter from the captain of Dongjun and sent it to Cao Cao.
When Cao Mengde heard that his father was also in Dongjun, he suspiciously opened the envelope in front of him, and instantly felt a scent of fragrance coming from his nose.
"What does this smell like? It's so refreshing? Is this paper? It's much whiter than the ones used in the palace. This paper is as good as silk!"
Boss Cao loves to use paper when writing. He knows where in the world the best paper is.
Looking at the letter that was as white as snow in his hand, he brought it to his nose and smelled it. He scanned Fang Guang's letter first and read no more than two lines. His solemn expression suddenly softened.
"Bamboo paper, this thing is actually made of bamboo wood. It's great. The bamboo joints are elegant. It's used to make paper. It's Datong's kung fu!"
"Wen Ruo, Fengxiao, you will all use this thing from now on. All the civil servants in Yanzhou will use this thing. Datong said that the Dong'a City workshop can make ten thousand catties of bamboo paper in a year. This boy will not lie."
I!"
While Cao Cao was speaking, he winked. Xia Houyuan smiled and personally handed the pieces of pure white bamboo paper to the sitting counselors and generals.
When the literati saw this thing, they couldn't put it down. Guo Jia took a pen and ink and started writing quickly on the desk in front of him.
Uncles and nephews Xun Yu and Xun You were filled with evil spirits. They smelled the aroma of the paper, looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. Even they couldn't hate this thing.
Although the general didn't understand clerical matters, he saw the white bamboo paper and rubbed and rubbed it, and he immediately felt it, as if he had touched the skin of the 28-year-old girl.
As the chief clerk, Xiahou Dun sat in front of the case for a long time. When he saw the blank paper, he thought of his hemorrhoids, and even had an immature idea.
The generals in the tent were impressed by the rare things in the East County, while Cao Cao looked at Fang Guang's letter and became more and more happy. He was happy, but also mixed with some doubts.
Outside the tent, the neighing of war horses was heard constantly. Naturally, the horses were sent by Dongjun. There was no place to place them, so they were tied in front of the big tent.
"Brother Yuan Rang, there are five hundred horses, all of them are good horses. Now, we, the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, have horses and are not afraid of the Yellow Turban Bandits and Rangers. When the soldiers and horses are trained, what will Zhang Liao do?"
Next to Xia Houyuan, there was a young man with innocent eyes and a child-like smile. He was Cao Chun, Cao Cao's nephew and nephew, who had just come from Qiao County.
Xia Houen was now the most powerful general in Cao's camp and no longer commanded the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry. Cao Chun took over the position of his cousins and regarded Xia Houen as a role model in life.
"What, my father personally used the crossbow to kill Huchuquan, the leader of the Southern Huns?"
"The soldiers and civilians of East County saw the power of our father together? The horses thousands of miles away screamed!"
"Here, Datong, what are you doing? You just brushed this off, and you still want me to know about it by reading my father's letters? No way, my father is already nearly seventy years old? Are you colluding with you to make me happy?"
Cao Cao read Cao Song's letter and reflected it on Fang Guang's letter. He wanted to appear serious and suspicious, but he couldn't stop smiling. How could he feel the slightest hint of resentment?
Everyone in the tent couldn't understand for a while, or thought they didn't understand. They were all stunned on the spot. They couldn't figure out why Cao Song, the father of the lord, had an encounter with the Huns!