Now Wei Ba knows why Zhuge Liang did not use Wei Yan's Ziwu Valley strategy in the first Northern Expedition in history, because he believed that he would win if he faced the guilty this time with the right way, so there was no need to take that risk. He also knew why Zhuge Liang's
The opportunity for the first Northern Expedition was so good, but in the end it was defeated so quickly. Then he attacked Chencang with tens of thousands of troops, but it made Hao Zhao famous.
Because he is still a romantic person, he does not realize the cruelty of the battlefield at all. He still wants to defeat the army and kill the generals while talking and laughing, and win thousands of miles away. Only after experiencing a painful defeat can he grow into a real famous general.
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Indeed, he later became a famous general, and even became synonymous with wise men. In the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Liu Bei, Cao Cao, and Sun Quan were all supporting characters. Only he was the well-deserved male lead. Even the loyal and brave man praised by Lao Luo was no pun intended.
Emperor Shengjun was slightly overshadowed by him.
It's a pity that he is now a romantic person. The price of his growth is the opportunity in front of him that once lost can never be regained.
"Ten thousand people will die, and the world will be rampant?" Wei Ba said, "Does the Prime Minister mean to say that those who are stunned are afraid of those who are violent, and those who are violent are afraid of losing their lives?"
Zhuge Liang and his son looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. The Wei family's father and son were vulgar and illiterate, which seemed to be true. This Wei Ba actually used country slang to understand his words. Although the general meaning is not bad, his taste is really not flattering.
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"Roughly the same."
"Then Prime Minister, how many opponents do you think a soldier who is desperate for his life can defeat?"
Zhuge Liang was really unhappy. His face was expressionless and he said nothing. Zhuge Qiao quickly laughed and said: "Brother Wei, this is just a metaphor. How can we make a specific comparison?"
Wei Ba shook his head: "Prime Minister, Brother Zhuge, I haven't read much and don't know those ancient legends. However, I have read a few lines of "The Analects" and know that the Master said, 'Fighting without teaching is called killing.'
The prime minister thought that it was unbenevolent to use soldiers who had never fought in battle against an enemy who had been on the battlefield for a long time. Moreover, Wei was strong and Han was weak. He killed a thousand enemies and committed eight hundred suicides. Wei could do it, but I, a big man, could not do it. First of all,
The defeat of Zhu Xiaoliang resulted in the loss of all the elites for many years. As a result, when the Prime Minister heard about the changes in Nanzhong, he could only suspend his troops and colonize the valley, and it would take three years before he could march south. If something goes wrong today, how many years does the Prime Minister think it will take to recover?"
Zhuge Liang frowned slightly, patted the account book in front of him gently, raised his head and said to Wei Ba: "Wei Ba, you are worrying too much. Your father and other important generals and good ministers have to worry about such important military matters, and you are not the only one who has not done so."
It's gratifying that young people who want to become an official can achieve this, but it is inevitable that they will not see the real mountain. You might as well listen to other people's opinions and increase your knowledge, and then say it, it may be more accurate. In this way, your accounting method is quite good.
If there is any merit, let me discuss it with the officials in the government and give you an answer. As for Yang Yi, you don’t have to worry. Yang Yi is a person who knows the general situation, and he will not care about you, a young man.
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Wei Ba looked at Zhuge Liang, who was clearly showing off his intention to see off the guests. He knew that there was no point in talking anymore, so he sighed secretly and stood up to leave. Zhuge Liang winked at Zhuge Qiao, and Zhuge Qiao stood up and sent Wei Ba out of the tent. Wei Ba left the tent.
, and let out a depressed breath, why is it that everyone else is so eloquent and quick to succeed, but I am just wasting my breath? It seems that I am really not a good candidate for lobbying.
He bowed his hands to Zhuge Qiao in frustration and was about to leave when he saw a middle-aged man with an angry face walking over quickly. He ignored Zhuge Qiao's salute and rushed directly into the tent.
When Zhuge Qiao saw this man, he quickly said to Wei Ba: "Brother Wei, please forgive me for not sending him far away."
Wei Ba smiled nonchalantly and was about to say a few polite words when the tent door opened and the middle-aged man who had just entered the tent rushed out again and stepped in front of Wei Ba with two steps, his eyes widened.
He shouted sharply: "Are you Wei Ba?"
Wei Ba blinked inexplicably: "I am, you are..."
"Shuzi, you don't even know who I am, so you dare to hurt my son?"
The middle-aged man was furious, waved his riding crop and whipped him over. Dunwu, who was waiting in the distance, saw the man and rushed over vigilantly. At this moment, without saying a word, he stepped forward to greet him and held the man in his hand with one hand.
The young man twisted his wrist hard and snatched away his riding crop. His other hand had been clenched into a fist and punched out silently.
There was a loud noise, and the middle-aged man flew two steps and fell to the ground. Dunwu's punch was very hard, and the pain caused the middle-aged man to hold his abdomen and suck in air-conditioning.
Zhuge Qiao was so shocked that he didn't bother to blame Wei Ba. He hurried over to help the middle-aged man up and shouted: "General Hou, General Hou, are you okay?"
Wei Ba had just understood that this person was Liu Yu's father Liu Yan, who was a post-general and a minister of the Dragon who had followed Liu Bei for a long time.
"Ah...Qiao, give me...take...this stick." Liu Yan was so painful that his eyebrows were twitching and squeezed together. His fair face was even more pale now, and his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat. He fell down.
The ground was twitching, and the brocade clothes on his body were stained with a lot of dirt and grass clippings. It was a mess, and there was no sign of the general's demeanor.
"He...what happened to him?" Zhuge Qiao asked in confusion.
"He...he injured my Yu'er." Liu Yan was in pain and anxious, and she communicated through tears: "My Yu'er may be disabled."
"Ah?" Zhuge Qiao was shocked. He stood up subconsciously and screamed: "How could this happen?"
As soon as the tent door was opened, Zhuge Liang came out, glanced sternly, and shouted unhappily: "What's the fuss about?" He was also surprised when he saw Liu Yan lying on the ground with tears streaming down his face. "Wei Shuo,
What are you..."
Liu Yan got up, threw himself in front of Zhuge Liang, kowtowed repeatedly, and burst into tears: "Prime Minister, Prime Minister, you have to make the decision for me. Wei Yan's son Wei Ba committed an attack in the camp and injured my Yu'er. My
Yu'er is going to be a useless person, please Prime Minister, please make the decision for me and seek justice."
Zhuge Liang turned his head and looked at Wei Ba, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Wei Ba, is this the case?"
Wei Ba has been quietly sizing them up. Ever since Dunwu threw Liu Yu off his horse in one round, he had been mentally prepared for the scene in front of him, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly. Hide or hide.
If he couldn't let it go, he had no choice but to bravely face it and see how Zhuge Liang would handle the matter, and then see if the domineering father who defended his shortcomings could bear it.
"There is such a thing."
"What is the reason for the fight in the camp?" Zhuge Liang's tone was a little unkind.
Wei Ba said unhurriedly: "I don't know too well. I was waiting outside Yang Canjun's tent at that time. Liu Yu led a few people, rode horses, and rushed all the way to the front of the camp..." Wei Ba said
He briefly explained the situation at that time: "There were dozens of people present at the time, and I believe there are still some who have not left. If the Prime Minister doesn't believe me, you can send someone to ask and find out."
Zhuge Liang frowned, turned to Liu Yan and said, "Is that so?"
Liu Yan was stunned for a moment. As soon as he heard that Liu Yu had been injured and couldn't move, he became confused and hurried over to report to Zhuge Liang without asking any further questions, asking Zhuge Liang to help him seek justice. How could he know that at that time
What does it look like? Now Zhuge Liang asked him, and he also knew that there were problems. First, Liu Yu actually galloped his horse in the camp, which seriously violated Zhuge Liang's military orders; second, Liu Yu attacked first, and there were many people on his side, but the other party only took action.
It was a bit embarrassing for a guard to lose this fight. However, relying on his close relationship with Zhuge Liang, he did not answer Zhuge Liang's question at all, but said instead: "Prime Minister, don't listen to his words, my Yu'er was beaten by him
Seriously injured, this is a fact after all..."
"Shut up!" Zhuge Liang's expression changed, he shouted, turned around and waved to Zhuge Qiao: "Hel him into the tent, and then go and ask what is going on, and come back and report to me as soon as possible."
Zhuge Qiao responded, half dragging and half supporting Liu Yan into the tent. Zhuge Liang turned back into the tent and said to Wei Ba: "You come in too, I want to ask him clearly in person."
Wei Ba said nothing and raised his legs to prepare to enter the tent. Dunwu grabbed him and winked, telling him not to go in. Wei Ba smiled and whispered in his ear: "Go and inform the general.
Then……"
Dunwu listened attentively, turned around and left. Wei Ba tidied up his clothes and entered the tent calmly. Liu Yan's mood had already stabilized a bit, but when he saw Wei Ba coming in, he became a little excited again and screamed.
He rushed towards Wei Ba and started beating him, but a guard nearby saw him and quickly stopped him. Liu Yan tried his best but could not push the guard away. He was so angry that he could only point his halberd at Wei Ba and cursed loudly: "Shuzi, you dare to hurt me."
My son, I want you to pay a heavy price. When Wei Yan’s husband comes, I will ask him how he raised his son..."
Zhuge Liang's face was so gloomy that he was almost dripping with tears, but before he could scold Liu Yan, Wei Ba suddenly stepped forward to greet him. He held Liu Yan's outstretched finger with one hand, twisted it hard, and raised his other hand high to slap Liu Yan hard.
on the face.
There was a crisp sound of "Kaba" and Liu Yan's finger was broken.
There was a crisp "pop" sound, and a white palm print suddenly appeared on Liu Yan's face, which was red with anger. It quickly turned red, and half of his face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Liu Yan was stunned, and it took him a while to realize what he was doing. He held his severed finger in his arms and screamed "ouch". The sound was so loud that it startled Zhuge Liang, who was also shocked.
"If you point at me, I'll break your fingers. If you dare to scold my father, I'll slap you in the face." Wei Ba raised his eyebrows with a arrogant look on his face: "If you don't accept it, you can try again. Look at me.
Will I beat you until you are as paralyzed as your son?"
Zhuge Qiao stepped into the tent and happened to hear Wei Ba's murderous words. He looked at Liu Yan's swollen half of his face and his fingers at a weird angle, and was stunned for a moment.
He knew what to do. Behind him, a young man with a slightly dark complexion came out, it was Fu Xing from Yiyang. Seeing Liu Yan's appearance, he also stood there, dumbfounded.——————Persistence
Please keep asking for your support! I finally made it to the seventh place on the new book list, but I was pushed down again. I’m really unwilling to accept it.