In the few days of the New Year, Yang Fan enjoyed all the tenderness.
At night I kept talking to several women about the pain of separation, and during the day I visited several relatives and friends one by one.
In the main hall of Duke Wei's mansion, an old man and a young man were sitting opposite each other, playing chess at the table.
The young man has an extraordinary temperament. At this time, his eyebrows are condensed, and he is staring at the trend on the chessboard and racking his brains. However, he is still at a disadvantage. His chess position has been tightly trapped. It seems that the situation is not good.
The young man is none other than Yang Fan.
Although the old man opposite had a gray beard, his face was rosy and he seemed to be in good health.
At this time, the old man was wearing a straight dress of light blue linen. He was thin and tall, with a carefree and contented expression, and looked like a worldly master.
Yang Fan frowned and thought hard for a long time, and finally put the chess piece in his hand into the chess square beside him, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "Wei Gong is a master of chess, I am willing to be defeated!"
Seeing Yang Fan admitting defeat so decisively, the old man stroked his short beard under his chin and said with a smile: "Playing chess is like marching to fight. Only by working step by step can you be victorious in every battle."
"But things in the world are impermanent, and victory or defeat is a common thing for military strategists. A temporary defeat is not the end. As long as you can learn lessons from failure and win in defeat, this is the best quality of a general."
"Of course, this principle also applies to all aspects of life and behavior."
Hearing the old man's advice, Yang Fan was a little flattered: "When it comes to being considerate in dealing with people, how many people in the past and present can compare with Duke Wei? My nephew has benefited a lot from Duke Wei's thoughtful words, and I will definitely remember them forever."
The old man nodded happily, picked up the tea cup next to him and took a sip, obviously very satisfied with Yang Fan.
Of course, the reason why Yang Fan kept his attitude so low was because the old man was none other than the world-famous Duke of Wei, Li Jing!
In unofficial history, Li Jing, known as one of the "Three Heroes of Fengchen", is a fairy-like figure.
In the real history of the Tang Dynasty, Li Jing lived up to his title as the strongest in the army.
After all, Li Jing conquered most of the Tang Dynasty.
In terms of ability, even if we look at China's five thousand years of history, Li Jing is still ranked as a famous general.
Among the famous generals in ancient times, except for Sun Wu, Bai Qi, Han Xin and a few others, there are very few who can compare with Li Jing.
However, if you observe carefully, you will find that among these famous generals, only Li Jing is perfect!
It is difficult to describe the vast majority of famous generals in history as perfect. They are either too utilitarian or have low achievements due to their arrogant or conservative personalities...
These famous generals have more or less shortcomings, but only Li Jing can use the title of "perfect"!
Throughout Li Jing's life, regardless of his achievements in the military, his personality and conduct, there are certain differences between him and other famous generals.
Therefore, among almost all famous generals who can be called the "God of War", his ending is the best.
Li Jing not only lived to die at the age of seventy-nine, but also received preferential treatment from the rulers Li Yuan and Li Shimin.
Although he was suspected by His Majesty Li Er in his later years, Li Jing decisively gave up all military power and lived in seclusion, and finally achieved good results. He can be called a perfect person!
In fact, Li Jing rarely participated in court affairs in recent years in order to prevent his superiority from overshadowing his master.
People like Yang Fan who make enemies everywhere are even more avoidable.
It's an unprecedented time to be able to say something to Yang Fan today.
Yang Fan hesitated for a moment, looked at Li Jing's face, and finally made up his mind and asked: "Mr. Wei, my nephew has been struggling with something for a long time. I would like to ask Mr. Wei to clarify his doubts."
Li Jing raised his eyebrows, then relaxed them, and asked: "You want to ask about the situation in Jiangnan? Do you want to ask why His Majesty, despite his grand plans, did not conquer Jiangnan for his own use?"
Hearing this, Yang Fan was surprised. He didn't expect Li Jing to be so evil.
He just started a conversation, and the military god could figure out what he was thinking.
No wonder Li Jing was able to dominate the Tang Dynasty where there were so many generals. Even His Majesty Li Er, a broad-minded emperor, was extremely afraid of him.
If a person is too smart or too perfect, it may not necessarily be a good thing.
Although Li Jing has now faded away from the court, he still remains strong and has a clear understanding of the world's situation.
Yang Fan was impressed and nodded and said: "I knew I couldn't hide it from Duke Wei. This time I went to the south of the Yangtze River, my nephew was really uneasy. According to your majesty's character, it is impossible to let the Jiangnan nobles do whatever they want. With your majesty's control over the world, why?
Are you afraid of these aristocratic families?"
Yang Fan was worried because he was afraid of conflicts with these aristocratic families in Jiangnan. If he acted carelessly, he might not get the emperor's support.
Although Yang Fan is a time traveler and has a golden finger, it does not mean that he can withstand the counterattack of the family with his own strength...
More importantly, Yang Fan didn't want to be used as a weapon.
Li Jing glanced at Yang Fan, pondered for a while and then said: "The reason why Your Majesty allowed the Jiangnan gentry to dominate Jiangnan was not only that the Jiangnan gentry was powerful, but more importantly, these people had made many enemies in the early days of the Tang Dynasty.
Once His Majesty suppresses it with iron-blooded means, it will definitely get a bad reputation, so this is why it is delayed again and again."
"Now, because of your actions, His Majesty sees an opportunity to conquer Jiangnan, so he entrusts you with this important task."
"As long as you can control Jiangnan in your hands and prevent Jiangnan from falling into chaos, even if you kill them all, Your Majesty will only turn a blind eye..."
"Of course, this is just my speculation and can only be used as a reference. What you should do in the end is what you should think about!"
These words immediately enlightened Yang Fan.
Li Jing led three thousand fine cavalry to attack Dingxiang, hundreds of thousands of miles away, and destroyed the Turkic tent. Then he led another ten thousand fine cavalry to attack Yinshan and captured Jieli Khan alive. At Jishi Mountain, he defeated Tuguhun and killed Tuguhun Khan Fuyun.
Its territory was completely returned to the Tang Dynasty, and it could be said that it was invincible.
Almost half of the entire Tang Dynasty was conquered by him personally.
In his short life, he captured the Duke Fu and pacified the south of the Yangtze River. He had such great achievements. Not to mention the contemporary era, even in the history, how many people can compare?
What's more important is that he knows very little about the world's situation.
When the great ancestor Li Yuan conspired to raise troops in Jinyang, Li Jing dared to go to Chang'an to report to Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty!
After the incident happened and he was captured, Emperor Gaozu still trusted him unreservedly and entrusted him with important tasks.
Do whatever you want to do, and move forward courageously when you do it. This is Li Jing's style!
Now that Yang Fan is willing to give advice to him, of course he believes it.
With Li Jing's words, Yang Fan felt more confident about the upcoming trip to Jiangnan, and his mood instantly improved!
Thinking of this, Yang Fan said gratefully: "Thank you very much, Duke Wei, for your guidance. My nephew is very grateful."
Li Jing smiled happily and said: "You, you, you usually behave like a stick, but your actions are flawless. You don't have the character that a young man should have at all."
"But to be honest, your boy is really good at military training. Dingfang once told me the military training method you gave him, which benefited me a lot!"
"The success of your trip to Jiangnan this time actually depends on your own strength. As long as you have a well-trained army, no matter how many nobles there are in Jiangnan, it is impossible for you to share the wealth!"
"I heard that His Majesty asked you to take control of the navy. Although the tactics of the navy and the cavalry are very different, they are inseparable from each other."
"As long as you train an elite army as soon as possible in Jiangnan, and use the tactics of rapid advance, you will be able to overcome all obstacles and clear the obstacles in front of you."
If one method is understood, all methods will be clear!
Everything in the world is generally the same. The law of the jungle is actually the principle of the size of a fist.
These words may seem complicated, but in fact they are at the core - political power comes from the barrel of a gun.
Yang Fan suddenly felt a sudden cheerful feeling in his heart, and his fear of the unknown was much lessened!
Yang Fan still admired this military god of the Tang Dynasty.
Although Li Jing had been jealous of the emperor in recent years and had voluntarily relinquished his military power and lived in seclusion, no one dared to underestimate the influence of this Tang military god in the military.
Yang Fan originally thought that with his more than a thousand years of experience and golden fingers, he could smile and watch the flowers bloom and fall, and sit back and watch the wind and waves rise.
However, when he met someone with a high IQ like Li Jing, he realized that he was not that big of a deal.
There are even some things that are far less knowledgeable than these people.
Although Yang Fan thought so, Li Jing had never been proud of it.
He, Li Jing, is a soldier who fights. He just wants to charge on the battlefield, he wants to rush and kill in the enemy's formation, and he just wants to shed his blood and sleep in the open air!
If one day he dies on the way to charge and is wrapped in horse leather, that kind of Li Jing will be the real Li Jing!
But now I am like a bird trapped in a cage, unable to spread its wings and fly, which is indeed a bit depressing.
After all, Li Jing has been lonely for too long!
Who has no ambition?
Who doesn’t long for freedom?
Li Jing did not want to be trapped in this prosperous and beautiful city. He could only look up and watch the geese flying through the clouds and the eagles flapping their wings, sharing his years and ambitions with the grass and trees.
Seeing that Li Jing had no reservations, Yang Fan stood up and paid homage: "Xiao Xian was taught by Duke Wei, and there is nothing he can do to repay him in this life. I hope Duke Wei will accompany me to the south of the Yangtze River, right?"
Yang Fan sincerely invites Li Jing!
However, Li Jing was dumbfounded and scolded with a smile: "I have finally found nothing, and you want me to be like a cow or a horse. What do you think?"
Yang Fan was a little embarrassed, scratching his head and laughing.
After glancing at Yang Fan, Li Jing stood up and said calmly: "Come with me!"
After saying that, he walked towards the backyard.
Yang Fan followed closely behind.
Seeing Li Jing's tall and straight figure despite his age, and the sharp and sharp spirit in his steps, the respect in his heart became stronger.
This is the demeanor of the first person in the Tang Dynasty's military circles, Yang Fan is far inferior to him.
With his hands behind his back, Li Jing went to the study room in the backyard, picked up a book on the desk, threw it to Yang Fan casually, and said:
"I have compiled some of my experiences during past military marches and compiled this book. If you are interested, you can read it carefully and study it. I hope it will be of use to you in your military training."
Yang Fan held the book and took a closer look. There were three big characters on the title page - Mirror of the Sixth Army!
The words "I'm sorry" rang in my heart.
This is the condensation of Li Jing's life-long military art, and it can be regarded as his true inheritance. It is said that Su Dingfang, his disciple, has not been taught it.
With the passing of Li Jing, the original history book also became a legend.
Holding the book with some excitement, Yang Fanchang knelt on the ground, paused with his head, and directly performed the master-disciple ceremony.
Li Jing stroked his beard, waved his hand, and said with a look of disgust on his face: "You don't have this kind of character, don't act like a child and be disgusted by others!"
"The essentials of a certain life's art of war have been written down in the book. Now that I teach them to you, I can be considered worthy of you. As for whether you can integrate them and master them, it depends on your own ability."
"Okay, get up quickly. Why don't you hurry up and get ready? You have to know that your kid has failed the Jiangnan nobles several times. If you are not prepared, you will really come back in despair!"
Yang Fan was about to go to the south of the Yangtze River, and everyone in the civil and military dynasties knew about it, and Li Jing was no exception.
Although he didn't know why Li Jing thought so highly of him, after hearing this, Yang Fan still said proudly: "After today, I will be a disciple of Duke Wei. Even if I only learn a superficial knowledge of the master's art of war and strategy, it will not disgrace the master's majesty."
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"Although I can't invite the master to go to the south of the Yangtze River with me, I invite you to sit back and drink tea in Chang'an and watch the journey across the seven seas. You will definitely live up to your majesty's expectations and the master's teachings!"
Yang Fan is completely confident in his own abilities!
In the Tang Dynasty, apart from Duke Wei Li Jing, there was only one Li Er whom he could fear.
The rest, Cheng Yaojin, Yuchigong, Li Xiaogong, Niu Jinda and others, were fierce and fierce, but they were not regarded as threats by him at all.
What's more, most of these people are friends with him!
Li Jing smiled calmly, the successor he liked should have such courage.
But in an instant, Li Jing became annoyed, patted the desk, and said displeasedly: "I don't care whether you can conquer the seven seas, or whether you can become famous, let alone whether you can master someone's military strategy."
Carry forward, there is only one thing that always bothers me."
"Your Longjing tea is someone's favorite, but the tributes are not circulating in the market, and I don't live in the same house at the moment. I am down and out and being ridiculed."
"You boy obviously don't take me seriously. Who among all the civil and military officials in the dynasty has some energy who wouldn't receive your gift?"
"You rarely come to the gate of my Duke Wei's mansion. It's really unreasonable! Before I go south this time, I have only one request - to bring more Tegong Longjing."
Seeing Li Jing's angry eyes, Yang Fan was speechless!
This guy has no sense of humor.
It's not like changing the subject.
Seeing Yang Fan's expression, Li Jing coughed twice in embarrassment, wanting to lighten the atmosphere.
Who would have known that this tough guy was completely uncooperative and could really make people angry to death.
I really don’t know whether passing on the art of war to such a talented person would be a blessing or a curse for the Tang Dynasty...
Li Jing was so embarrassed that he said angrily: "As a minister, you should be very clear-minded and not show your thoughts to your face. How can a stick like you win unparalleled military exploits on the battlefield? Quickly give me this.
Get out of here, you are insulting my Li Jing family!"
Yang Fan understood that Li Jing was just joking, so he could only say calmly: "Disciple must tell the servants that the master should drink as much Tegon tea as he can!"
Li Jing put a hand on his forehead, kept waving his hands, and said repeatedly: "You kid, go away quickly. If you say a few more words, someone will kick you to death! Get out of here."
Yang Fan bowed respectfully, bent over and walked away happily holding the "Mirror of the Sixth Army".
Not to mention the art of war, if you pull out Li Jing's tiger skin at the right time, it will definitely have good results.