Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters drunkard's intention is not wine
When Zhang Fei heard about the important events on the front line, all the wine he drank in his stomach last night turned into sweat rising from his body. At that moment, he had a lot of thoughts.
Liu Bei successively summoned Zhang Fei, Pang Tong went to Chang'an, and when something happened in Nanman, he sent Jiang Wei to Chengdu. Could it be that Ma Chao did something big while he was away?
Zhang Fei didn't really believe it. Ma Chao followed him to contain him in Wudu, but he didn't find out that the other party had any other ambitions. He must have thought too much.
"What happened to Tianshui?" Zhang Feihuan's eyes widened angrily.
"Ah? General Hussar is stationed in Tianshui, everything is normal." Zhang Fei's question stunned Wu Er.
Zhang Fei asked with a dark face: "Since Tianshui is fine, what are the major events on the front line?"
"Well, something big happened to the enemy. Zhang Ji, the governor of Liangzhou in Wei State, died of illness in Longyou half a month ago. The defenders in the city wanted to keep the funeral a secret, but unfortunately it was leaked out. Is this considered a big deal?" Wu
Er scratched his head and asked in confusion.
Zhang Fei was so happy that he almost jumped up, "Of course it is a big deal. Zhang Ji will have to die of illness, otherwise I will kill him next year. I ordered the guards to pack their bags. I am going to say goodbye to Your Majesty and rush to Tianshui immediately."
"General Hussar has contacted the Qiang, Hu and other foreign tribes in the past few months. I heard that not many tribes have responded. Those foreign tribes are far away from each other. Should we wait a little longer? The more people there are, the greater the momentum will be.
, Secondly, the new grass will not grow in the spring next year, the remaining grass will be eaten, and the cattle, sheep, horses and other livestock are weak, so will it be safer to send troops next year?" Wu Er smiled and put forward his own point of view.
Zhang Fei was startled after hearing this, and patted Wu Er on the shoulder in amusement, "Where did you read a few pages of The Art of War? The battlefield situation is changing rapidly, and you must be flexible rather than rigid. Zhang Jixin has died and Longyou is in chaos. At this time, sending troops is the best option.
Good time.”
"Well, General Mo was in Jicheng a few months ago. On the order of the general, he went to invite Pang Situ. I accidentally overheard him and General Jiang discussing the climate of Longyou and the time to send troops in the tent, so..." Wu Er lowered his head.
"Haha, if you are determined to learn the art of war, I can write a book and tell it to Ziyu, and let you go to Huben Martial Arts Hall to study for a few days?" The smile on Zhang Fei's face did not fade away, thinking that this boy actually stole the art from his master?
"Uh, I'm just talking nonsense. General, don't take it to heart. Besides, the people sent to Huben Martial Arts Hall are all teenagers. How can I join in the fun at my age? It's enough to learn from you." Wu Er.
Scratching his head sheepishly.
Zhang Fei was very pleased with what he heard and affirmed with a smile: "That's right. It's good to learn from me. You go and get ready. We'll set off in a while."
"Wei." Wu Er clasped his fists and walked out.
Zhang Fei simply washed up and changed his clothes, then hurried into the palace to see Liu Bei. At this time, the morning court had ended, and Liu Bei was behind the Xuanshi Hall, discussing with Fazheng and Pang Tong about the reward for surrendering generals to Jiangdong.
The civil servants and military generals of Soochow returned to the Han Dynasty, and their original official positions and titles could not be counted. Lan Tian only marked the original official positions in the merit book, and only rewarded Lu Xun for the title of general. He suggested that Liu Bei should reward the other civil and military officials according to their contribution to the destruction of Wu.
Appoint an official and confer a title.
Wu State had pulled out so many "carrots", and the Han Dynasty had no pits of the same position for them. It was naturally impossible to increase the reward to a higher level. If the reward was lower, it would affect the stability of Yangzhou. Since there were too many places to weigh the pros and cons, Liu Bei had to find two think tanks.
Let's discuss it.
"Your Majesty." Zhang Feitong came in and saluted with clasped fists. He discovered that Pang Tong and Fazheng were also there, and immediately greeted him: "Situ and Taiwei are both here, that's just right."
"Yide has sobered up? Your face is glowing. What happy event has happened to you?" Liu Bei asked with a smile.
Zhang Fei found a seat by himself and sat down, and said with excitement: "Zhang Ji's fellow suddenly died of illness. Longyou is now leaderless. I want to rush back to Tianshui to organize an attack and take advantage of the chaos to defeat the defenders of Liangzhou."
"It is indeed a happy event. The information is correct, right? Ziyu defeated Sun Quan easily, which is because he has made great efforts in intelligence." Even though Liu Bei was happy, he did not forget to remind him.
Zhang Fei smiled and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the news is very reliable."
"What the three generals said is true. The situation in Longyou is different from that in Jiangdong. It has almost become a turtle in the urn. Unless we can regain the land in Guanzhong, any strategy will be in vain." Pang Tong added, stroking his beard.
Liu Bei nodded and said: "The scholars have said so, so let's set out immediately. I will ask the scholars to allocate some of the new millet harvested in Guanzhong this year."
"Hey, that's great." Zhang Fei stood up with a smile, turned around and pointed at Pang Tong and asked, "Won't Situ come with me?"
"Longyou is already leaderless. My third brother has Meng Qi to help him. There is no need for Shi Yuan to travel around. I always ask for advice when I am in the capital." Liu Bei waved his hand gently, saying to himself that the main force of Yongliang is now stable, and those stinky fish and shrimps on the Western Front are gone.
, not worth the trouble.
Zhang Fei spread his hands and said seriously: "I just want to ask, this time I want to have a big fight with Meng Qi, take Longyou and then attack Jincheng, Wuwei, directly cut off Cao Zhen's return."
"Third brother, remember not to rush in. Jincheng and Wuwei are too far away. It takes a lot of effort to transfer grain and grass from Guanzhong. In addition, it is early winter and the conditions for making compressed grain are not enough. It is better to capture Longyou and attack Yongliang slowly and quickly." Liu Bei.
Quick reminder.
"I used to go to Tianshui to raid in winter. The Weishui River freezes easily in the cold winter, and mules and horses need to prepare fodder to transport grain. So after we captured Longyou, I prepared to farm nearby." Zhang Fei said seriously.
"I'm very relieved that my third brother is gradually becoming more stable." Liu Bei stroked his beard happily.
"Hey, can you lend me Deng Shizai? Guanzhong has grown grain for two seasons, and all the village chiefs under him are experienced. It doesn't matter if he is not in charge." Zhang Fei knelt down beside Liu Bei and begged.
Liu Bei pointed at Zhang Fei and laughed at the crowd: "Haha, Yide has made such a big circle because he wants to find someone for me. This kid Shizai often changes places. He really needs to go wherever he needs to go, so we can't let him enjoy it for a few years."
Are you lucky?"
"What kind of blessings do young people enjoy? Ziyu is still suffering in Yangzhou. He is embarrassed to be a disciple, right? The only reason is that Ziyu has too few disciples. If he teaches a few more disciples who are good at farming, Your Majesty can teach every county
If only one person is left, we don't have to move around." Zhang Fei put the blame on Lan Tian.
"Actually, there are quite a few people who know how to farm. We can definitely find a few talents in Xindengzhuang in Liyang, Linwu County. In addition, Zhuya Island opened an agricultural college at the beginning of the year, which will teach a large number of children who are good at agriculture. Although they
He is not Ziyu's direct disciple, but he has learned Ziyu's methods. He should be considered as a lineage of disciples. In the future, every county will need professional agricultural officers. It would be best if they can cover all counties." After Liu Bei sighed, he asked meaningfully: "
I asked Shizai to select some village chiefs for my third brother. Maybe there will be one who can take charge of his own duties."
"Brother, it's not enough just to farm. In addition to commanding troops, Deng Shizai is also a good hand in logistics and transportation." Zhang Fei revealed his true intention.
"Haha, Yide will go first. The autumn harvest is still happening around Chang'an. Before next year's spring plowing, I will send soldiers to carry grain there. Then you can just stay and farm." Liu Bei saw that Zhang Fei was anxious, so he couldn't bear to tease him any more. .
"Hey." Zhang Fei left with satisfaction.
Chapter completed!