It is a pity that although Wei Ba is more literate, he has no advantage in this regard. It is a big challenge for him to find out the hidden truth from those concise and high-sounding official documents, which is far more challenging than inventing the Iron Yi or the Abacus.
The class is much more difficult.
Wei Ba sat in the tent for a long time, carefully reading the official documents exchanged in the past few months, and wrote a summary of the events in chronological order, but he still couldn't find any problems. Since the end of last year, a large number of
The official documents exchanged all stated that the prime minister was about to enter Hanzhong and asked Wei Yan, the prefect of Hanzhong, to increase land reclamation and reduce the pressure on the army to transport grain from Chengdu as much as possible. In addition, he was asked to prepare a camp location and various supplies.
Including iron, charcoal, etc. needed by the baggage camp, these should be used to make weapons and armor. When Wei Ba went to the baggage camp yesterday, he heard the unique knocking sound of blacksmithing.
After digging through this large list of supplies, Wei Ba didn't see much information related to government affairs. He felt a little dizzy, with sore shoulders and back pain, so he stood up, packed up the official documents, and put the list in his arms.
After stuffing it, he stood up, twisted his neck, twisted his butt, and did some health exercises, and then he came out of the tent feeling relaxed.
The sun shone on the soldiers on duty outside the tent, making it so bright that it was hard to open your eyes. Wei Ba squinted his eyes, adjusted to the sunlight outside the tent, and found that it was already noon. When he thought of this, his stomach growled in time.
He got up. He patted his belly and walked towards his tent.
When he walked to the tent door, he did not go to his own tent first, but went to Fu Xing's tent. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled the aroma of porridge mixed with the smell of medicine, and the sound of drinking porridge. He took a closer look.
Look, Peng Xiaoyu, the little maid of the green-faced beast, is carefully feeding Fu Xing porridge, while Wei Wu is squatting aside holding a large wooden bowl like a basin, burying his face in the porridge bowl, and eating deliciously.
Wei Ba was a little surprised: "Ah Wu, why didn't you stay with Dad and sneaked back so early?"
Wei Wu raised his head and saw a few grains of rice on the tip of his nose. Before Wei Ba could remind him, he rolled his tongue and licked the tip of his nose clean. Wei Ba was shocked that this kid had such ability.
, most people don’t have this trick?
Wei Wu stood up, touched his round belly, and burped: "Uh--I didn't follow Dad today. I have been practicing swordsmanship in the morning. Two thousand swords, not a lot. The cooks said...
…Uh-this month’s firewood has been chopped.”
"Are you practicing knives or chopping wood?"
"Knife training is... uh - chopping firewood." Wei Wu habitually wiped his mouth with his sleeve again. When he saw Wei Ba's eyes, he put down his arm and took the cloth from Peng Xiaoyu's hand and wiped it randomly.
After a few clicks, "Our Wei family's sword skills are just like chopping wood. Killing people is like chopping wood."
Wei Ba was weak in the past and had never practiced martial arts. He didn't know whether Wei Wu was right or wrong, and he didn't dare to ask for fear of showing his flaws. He looked at the clean wooden bowl in Wei Wu's hand and asked worriedly:
"You eat so much, you won't eat mine too, right?"
"No way. Uh--Xiaoyu cooked a lot." Wei Wu patted his belly with satisfaction: "Well, I seem to have eaten a bit too much today. I have to go out and take a few steps to eat. Brother, please accompany me.
No?"
"You need to eat, I'm still hungry. I'm going for a walk with you on an empty stomach. You burp and my bowels are rumbling?" Wei Ba's eyes widened. Wei Wu touched his head in embarrassment and said with a naive smile: "Then you can eat, I will do it myself."
Go alone."
Wei Wu left the tent, and Wei Ba went to serve the porridge himself. Peng Xiaoyu just wanted to come over to wait on him. He waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about me. Just take care of Captain Fu. I have hands and feet, so I can do it myself."
Come on. This brat, when he had something delicious to eat, he threw his brother behind his head and didn’t even know to call me.”
After Fu Xing finished eating, he happened to catch up with Wei Ba's words: "Brother Wei, you have wronged your brother. He waited for a long time and you didn't come back, so he ate first. By the way, why didn't you come back until now?
?”
"Ma Canjun and Lieutenant Zhuge came before. They talked for a while and wasted some time." Wei Ba took the porridge bowl and walked to Fu Xing. Peng Xiaoyu handed over a bed and he sat down on it.
Next, he looked at Fu Xing's still pale but calm face and said with a smile: "Are you feeling better?"
"It's much better. Your Wei family's wound medicine is really good." Fu Xing smiled faintly and said, "I just feel sorry for bothering Miss Peng."
"It's okay, it's okay." Wei Ba waved the chopsticks in his hand, looking like he was taking care of everything. "You were injured because you were trying to help me. These are all things I should do. I've been busy lately, Miss Peng.
Since you are willing to be a maid by my side, it is only right for her to take care of you."
"Having said that, I still feel sorry for myself." Fu Xing felt a little sad, "I followed the Prime Minister to Hanzhong this time. I originally wanted to make some achievements, but I never thought that as soon as I arrived in Hanzhong..."
Wei Ba was stunned for a moment, and quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, you can catch up. It took a hundred days to break your muscles and bones, but three months later, you are still alive and kicking, and your meritorious service has not been delayed at all."
"In three months, I'm afraid the prime minister will have arrived in Chang'an."
"It can't be that fast." Wei Ba blurted out, thinking that the prime minister might never reach Chang'an in his lifetime.
"Brother Wei, why are you so sure?" Fu Xing looked at Wei Ba in surprise. Wei Ba was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he had spoken quickly. He rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "To get to Chang'an, you must first climb the towering Nanshan Mountain. Only
It will take a month to cross mountains and ridges, and the preparation before that will take at least two or three months. How can we reach Chang'an within three months?"
"Really? That's great." Fu Xing felt relieved, but then realized that his emotions were wrong, and quickly explained: "I didn't mean that."
Wei Ba laughed: "It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter what you mean. There are no outsiders here anyway. I know that soldiers need to be fast, but that is only suitable for small troops. It is impossible for a hundred thousand troops like the Prime Minister to launch a surprise attack."
of."
"That's true." Fu Xing agreed: "If my guess is right, then Cao Wei will soon know about the Prime Minister's army stationed in Hanzhong."
Wei Ba was stunned for a moment, and his laughter suddenly stopped: "So fast?"
"Of course, although I, the Han Dynasty, have been in seclusion recently and have not had any military conflicts with Cao Wei, both sides are wary of each other. Cao Wei must have spies in Chengdu. The Prime Minister recruited troops in Chengdu last year. There was a lot of commotion. How could they not know about it."
Wei Ba thought about it and couldn't help but secretly feel ashamed. Yes, a hundred thousand troops were stationed in Hanzhong. How could Cao Wei not know about such a big movement? But in this way, then Cao Wei was prepared, wouldn't it be his father's surprise attack plan?
It's even more unreliable. If nothing else, as long as we strengthen the defense in Chang'an, even if I leave Ziwu Valley, I will definitely not be able to capture Chang'an.
Could it be that this is the reason why the Prime Minister and Ma Su disapproved of Dad's plan?
"Brother Wei, what's wrong with you?"
Wei Ba was startled and concealed a smile: "It's nothing, I just think that if Cao Wei is prepared, our army can only attack Guanzhong, which will not be easy. It will be a fierce battle."
"Who says it isn't?" Fu Xing also sighed.
Wei Ba's heart was moved and he asked tentatively: "Brother Fu, I heard that many of the prime minister's army are new recruits who have not fought in a battle. Is this true?"
Fu Xing nodded: "It is true. After the First Lord entered Shu, many veterans were lost in several battles. Especially during the Eastern Expedition, all the elite were lost. Except for some barbarian soldiers, the troops led by the Prime Minister
Most of them are new recruits."
"Since they are new soldiers, is it a bit hasty to attack Wei now? Why don't you wait until you have trained your soldiers before taking action?"
Fu Xing licked his lips, his eyes avoided Wei Ba's gaze, and looked at the blue-black bottom of the tent. After a long time, he forced a smile and said: "How can I, a little captain, know these things? Your Majesty's official position is General Zhenbei.
, of course you know the inside story, why don’t you ask him?”
Wei Ba smiled, didn't ask any more questions, and lowered his head to drink his porridge. Fu Xing's expression told him that Fu Xing obviously knew something, but he couldn't tell him. It might involve some kind of privacy or struggle above the court.
Yes, everyone knows it in their hearts, but they cannot express it openly. This has nothing to do with friendship, it is an unspoken rule in the officialdom. People who do not understand are not qualified to participate.
Fu Xing was lying on his back, lost in thought, while Wei Ba was immersed in his porridge, and no one spoke. The only sounds in the big tent were the sound of Wei Ba drinking porridge, and the sound of Peng Xiaoyu washing the cloth, and the atmosphere was a little depressing for a while.
Wei Ba finished his porridge and chatted with Fu Xing for a few words, and then stood up to leave. Wei Ba came out of the tent, the warm sun was shining on his body, and he suddenly felt sleepy. He opened his arms and stretched out
Lazy up.
Peng Xiaoyu walked out of the tent with a basin and poured the dirty water aside, just in time to see his slightly frowning eyebrows. She hesitated for a moment, pursed her lips, and mustered up the courage to say: "Major General, I
I heard that Cheng An, the chief secretary of the Hanzhong Prefecture, is from a wealthy family in Nanzheng. Although he is not a long-time official, he is still an experienced senior. If the young general has something to puzzle about, why don't you ask him for advice?"
Wei Ba was stunned, couldn't help but slap his forehead, and said with a smile: "Look, I have forgotten such a good teacher. Thanks for reminding me, I will go see Mr. Cheng right now." He took two steps and
Suddenly he remembered something, turned back and asked, "How do you know Mr. Cheng?"
Peng Xiaoyu lowered his head and said timidly: "The four surnames in Hanzhong are Zhao, Li, Cheng, Zhang, and the Cheng family ranks third. Although I am ignorant, I have heard of it."
Wei Ba responded, and just as he was about to leave, he suddenly felt a little harsh. He turned around and stared into Peng Xiaoyu's eyes. "Hey - Miss Peng, you are just roundabout calling me ignorant."
Peng Xiaoyu panicked and shook his head repeatedly: "The young general has misunderstood, the young general has misunderstood. My servant did not mean this."
"Hmph, I see you clearly have." Wei Ba made a very ferocious look, akimbo, shaking shoulders, and sneered continuously: "I said Miss Peng, you still have time to regret now. My Wei family is right
Servants are very strict in discipline. You must not know that I just spanked a big steward's ass to a pulp in the manor in Nanzheng. He hasn't gotten up yet. If you want to be my maid, there is no guarantee that this will not happen.
For your safety, I'd better send you home early."
As Wei Ba spoke, he glanced at Peng Xiaoyu's thin buttocks. She had obviously suffered a lot in the supply camp for several years, and she couldn't see the plumpness that a girl of this age should have. Wei Ba felt sad for a while.
The half-truth and half-hypocrisy evil spirit also faded a lot. But Peng Xiaoyu was so frightened that her face turned pale and she didn't dare to look at Wei Ba anymore. She lowered her head and said, "I'm going to see Captain Fu." She turned around and went in.
account.
Looking at Peng Xiaoyu's panicked back, Wei Ba touched his chin and felt a little bored. What was the point of teasing an ugly girl? He laughed to himself and turned to look for Cheng An, but a thought lingered in his mind.
Not going.
Doesn’t this girl also have blue spots on her butt?