MTL - Farmer of Shu Han-Chapter 1273 nanny

  Chapter 1273 Nanny

  More than 20 years ago, Sun Quan sent someone to ask Guan Yu, who was guarding Jingzhou, to marry the tiger daughter of the Guan family on behalf of his son.

   This move once put Guan Yu in a dilemma.

  In response, a thunderstorm will be planted between Guan Yu and Liu Bei.

  After all, Liu Bei entrusted the entire Jingzhou to Guan Yu. If Guan Yu married Sun Quan in private, what would Liu Bei, who is far away in Sichuan, think?

   Or what do others think Liu Bei will think?

  No, then Sun Quan can accuse Guan Yu of destroying the Sun-Liu alliance and make excuses for attacking Jingzhou in the future.

   Even if the most conservative approach is adopted, Guan Yu sends someone to report to Shuzhong, which is enough to challenge Liu Bei:

   Aren’t you Liu Bei and Guan Yu brother-in-law, En Ruo father and son?

  Why does Guan Yu even have to report to you about his own daughter's marriage?

  伱 Just so distrustful of others?

   As far as Guan Yu is concerned, if he is not far away, he will send someone to Shu to ask Liu Bei about his daughter's marriage.

what is this?

  The most dignified general in the Liu Bei Group, Guan Yu who guards Jingzhou with full authority, is such a person who has no opinion?

   How is this different from a woman?

   Plainly people look down upon!

  Therefore, it was not without reason that Guan Yu came here to swear.

   Unexpectedly, more than 20 years later, when Feng Shui took turns, Guan Yu's son-in-law also sent a letter to Lu Xun, who was guarding Jingzhou.

   also put Lu Xun in a dilemma.

  If you dare to take down Shangyong in front of me, that is breaking the Han-Wu alliance, so don’t blame me for being rude.

  Which is more important, Youzhou or Shangyong, you can decide for yourself.

   (Note: Han and Wu divided the world equally, whether in history or in books, Youzhou was allotted to Wu)

   (Chapter 1193, Lu Xun asked someone from Feng to send troops to Wuguan to force Wancheng, and promised to give up Youzhou, which originally belonged to Wu State, to Han State.

  But Mr. Feng did not complete the agreement, not to mention pushing into Wancheng, and ran away before officially crossing the river to attack Caoqiao Pass, so this promise must be void, and Youzhou naturally still belongs to Wu State. )

  Relying on the edge of turning defeat into victory last year, someone Feng also kindly reminded the general:

  If you, Wu Guo, don’t take Hefei quickly, you will still be blocked under the city of Hefei when we big men move our troops to the east.

  Do you want Qingzhou and Xuzhou that were originally assigned to you?

   "For example, after the merger of the Wei Dynasty, the king has not deeply understood the destiny, and the rulers each prosper their virtues, and the ministers each show their loyalty. When the drums are raised, the war will begin."

  This is what our General Youwei (that is, Deng Zhi) told Lord Wu himself when he was on an envoy to Wu.

   And Lord Wu laughed and admitted it at the time.

  After the Wei State is destroyed, the Han-Wu alliance will officially end, and the two countries will automatically become enemies.

  If the two prefectures of Qingxu and Xu fall into our hands at that time, do you still want to beg for Qingxu again like you begged for Jingzhou?

  Can be once but never again!

   How about talking flattering Feng Langjun?

   After these words, even the land general, who is known for his patience and humiliation, could not stand up, and directly broke the defense on the spot.

  The general who broke the defense never thought that the purpose of this letter written by Feng was not limited to this.

  Not only did he clearly want to grab Shangyong, but he also had extremely vicious intentions hidden behind it.

  Your general insists on fighting Shangyong, I will not argue with you, but if Wu Guo loses any one or three of You Qing and Xu Zhong, you will be fully responsible.

   When the time comes, see if Emperor Sun hates you to death, and you're done.

  If you don’t fight Shangyong, but go to fight Hefei, that is to go back and openly hit Sun Dadi in the face.

  If you don’t fight Shangyong, and you don’t go to fight Hefei, and you are threatened by someone like Feng, don’t you have to remind Sun Dadi to take Hefei in time?

   This is called relying on one's own merits to slap the emperor in the face from a distance.

  If you don’t fight Shangyong, don’t fight Hefei, and don’t remind Sun Dadi that the Han army will rob Qing Xuyou in the future, someone Feng will inadvertently reveal:

   Ah, I told the general about this a few years ago.

   Look at whether Sun Dadi hates you to death or not, and you're done...

   Anyway, it is an infinite loop.

  I just want to trick you so that even your breathing is wrong!

  The only solution to break this endless loop is for Emperor Sun to send troops in time and take the initiative to take Hefei.

   In Feng's opinion, this is equivalent to no solution.

  Sun Shiwan won Hefei?

Hahaha! —

"Wow ha ha ha ha…"

   "Chengzhi, Chengzhi, sir, you have a letter, you have a letter!"

   Shangyong went upstream along the Han River, and it was Hanzhong.

  The most famous county in Hanzhong today is not Nanzheng County, but Nanxiang County.

  Although after the emperor moved the capital, many departments such as the Exchange Reserve Bureau College in Nanxiang County moved to Chang'an, and they were once in decline than before.

  But soon, as the imperial court set up a shipyard in Hanzhong to rebuild the navy, Nanxiang became lively again.

  Because the address of the shipyard is in Nanxiang.

  In addition to the solid foundation laid down by Feng Da Sima in his early years, this place also has better geographical conditions than Nanzheng.

  Nanxiang is on the edge of the Han River, downstream is Shangyong, which is closer than Nanzheng.

  There is Ziwu Valley not far from the north, which leads directly to Chang'an, and the distance is also much closer than Nanzheng.

  After the emperor moved his capital to Chang'an, the imperial court sent an engineering team to vigorously renovate the passages between Hanzhong and Guanzhong to strengthen the connection between the two places.

   Meridian Valley, the shortest distance, is naturally the focus of renovation.

  Although the Meridian Valley after the renovation is still not as easy to walk as the Baoxie Road, it has already allowed ordinary horse caravans to pass.

  Unless they are transporting a large amount of supplies, ordinary business travelers like to go to the Meridian Valley now.

  Going to Meridian Valley, Nanxiang is naturally the best, and it is also the last place to prepare supplies.

  So soon, it became lively again.

  The most noisy place in Nanxiang is not in the city, but in the shipyard and its surroundings outside the city.

  Not only did most of the shipwrights of Dahan gather there, but also the main force of the future navy of Dahan was basically here.

  The sound of ships being built by the shipyard, and the sound of the naval army simulating water warfare training, shouting and killing, are endless day and night, which quite inherits the meaning of Nanxiang's "Dancing Demons".

  Luo Xian jumped onto a bridge connecting the warships. The bridge deck squeaked, and some water splashed out from underneath.

  The shaking of the warship caused the bridge to shake too.

   But Luo Xian has long been used to this kind of shaking, he ran and jumped a few times in succession as if walking on the ground, and jumped onto the warship.

  The body swayed slightly with the warship, but the feet seemed to have taken root, or seemed to have been integrated with the warship, and there was no sign of unstable standing.

   "Chengzhi, sir has written!"

  Originally, Fu Qian, who was instructing the sailors how to fight on board, had already noticed Luo Xian.

   But the shouting was so loud that he couldn't hear what the other party was saying for a while.

  It wasn't until he saw Luo Xian holding up a letter that his eyes lit up, as if he remembered something, and his face showed ecstasy.

  I saw him turn around and give a few hasty instructions to the soldiers, then rushed over impatiently.

  The small walker, under his feet, became swaying from side to side, and one could even see crystal clear water splashing up from the side of the boat.

   But this kind of shaking is irrelevant to Fu Qian.

  He jumped onto another boat, and while his body swayed with the boat, he kept on stepping, taking three steps in parallel, and then jumped onto the boat where Luo Xian was.

   "Is it a letter from sir? Is it a letter from sir?"

  Fu Qian didn't wait to come to Luo Xian, he yelled loudly, with a look of hope in his eyes.

   "Letter from sir!"

   "Great, show me!"

  Fu Qian snatched the letter from Luo Xian's hand, opened it, and asked impatiently:

   "What did sir say in the letter?"

   "Sir said—" Luo Xian elongated his voice and deliberately paused.

   "Forget it, I'll see for myself!"

  Fu Qian couldn't wait for a moment, so he took out the letter.

   "Mr. said, the matter of the mediocre, let us take it for ourselves."

   "What?" Fu Qian froze when he unfolded the letter, raised his head, and looked at Luo Xian in disbelief, "What did you say?"

  This time, Luo Xian could no longer suppress his ecstasy, his voice was trembling:

   "Sir, I have said, let us take matters of the mediocre."

   "Really?!"

  Although he listened to it twice, Fu Chen still couldn't believe it, and repeatedly confirmed, "Sir, did you really say that?"

   "When I saw the letter from my husband, I couldn't believe it." Luo Xian gestured to the letter in Fu Qian's hand, "If you don't believe me, take a look."

  Fu Qian quickly opened the letter paper, not sure if he was too excited, his hands trembled a little, and he almost tore up the letter.

   Scanned the contents of the letter as fast as he could in his life, and when Fu Qian raised his head again, looked at Luo Xian, and stammered:

   "Sir, sir, that's what you really said, all the matters of the mediocre are left to us to handle..."

"yes!"

   "Ling Ze, try punching me, I'm afraid I'm dreaming again."

   I dare not even dream like this!

  Since I followed my husband, my biggest dream is to be able to follow my husband and fight everywhere.

  How can anyone say that they let themselves and others lead the army to attack the city and conquer the territory alone for the first time?

   "It's not a dream, it's not a dream." Luo Xian didn't seem to have read enough, took the letter from Fu Qian, and wanted to read it again.

  Unexpectedly, as soon as he got the letter, he turned around and kicked Fu Qian into the water.

   "Wow!"

  Han water splashed a huge splash.

  Fu Yu turned over instinctively, drawing an arc like white stripes in the waves.

  Luo Xian, standing at the bow of the boat, laughed loudly:

   "Chengzhi, is it a dream?"

  After the beginning of spring, although the weather has become warmer, it is not summer after all, and the water is still a little chilly.

  However, Fu Qian and Luo Xian often swim in winter, so they are not afraid of the chill in the water.

  But seeing Fu Qian slamming hard, it took a while to float up again, and he also laughed heartily.

  The two of them laughed enough, Fu Qian climbed up from the water, asked someone to fetch dry clothes to change, and the two began to lie down on the boat to bask in the sun.

  The spring day is warm, Hanzhong is much warmer than Guanzhong, and the sun is shining on the body, which is quite comfortable.

   "The day has finally come."

"yes!"

   "How many years?"

   "How many years?"

   "For many years."

   "What do we do now?"

  As soon as this sentence was asked, the two turned their heads tacitly and looked at each other.

   Then sit up at the same time.

  Happiness comes too suddenly, but after the joy, there is tremendous pressure.

  Fu Qian scratched his head:

   "Don't you have any arrangements, sir?"

  He just took a quick look at it just now, and hasn't finished it yet.

"No."

   "No orders?"

   "Just told us to be careful."

"that's all?"

"just this."

   Silence again.

   "Well, Ling Ze, tell me, does Mr. trust us too much?"

  Luo Xian nodded, frowning a little: "Yes, this is not a trivial matter, let alone let us lead the army alone like this. We have no experience in marching and fighting."

   "Experience..." Fu Qian was thoughtful when he heard Luo Xian's words, "When you say that, I think of someone who seems to have experience."

  As soon as Luo Xian heard it, he immediately reacted.

  The two looked at each other and said in unison: "Let's go!"

—

   It wasn’t just Luo Xian and Fu Qian who felt comfortable basking in the sun, Martin also felt very comfortable.

  At this time, he was lying on the recliner, half-closed in his small yard.

  Beside him was a small stove with water boiling on it.

  Beside the small stove, there is a small table with teacups and teapots on it.

  Drinking spring tea, enjoying the spring scenery, basking in the spring sun, what a pleasure!

  But soon, someone unwittingly spoiled Martin's leisurely mood.

   "Mr. Ma, Mr. Ma!"

  A voice came from outside the gate of the courtyard. Before the voice fell, two figures had already appeared at the door.

   Martin sighed, had to get up, looked at Luo Xian and Fu Qian, a little impatient:

   "You two, why don't you come to me to train soldiers in the water village!"

   "Mr. Ma, we have something to look for you."

  The two young gentlemen seemed to have not noticed Martin's expression at all. They searched for a stool on their own, and sat down beside him, "I want to ask you something."

   "Is the important thing."

   "Yes, it's a very important thing."

  Martin rubbed between his brows: "Say."

  This person, you can’t owe favors to anyone, especially those who are generous.

   "Mr. Ma, tell me, if we lead the army down the river from Hanzhong to attack Shangyong, how do you think the first step should be arranged in the army?"

   "Oh, didn't I tell you? Right now, training your soldiers is the top priority."

   "As for how to march and fight, how to set up an army before the battle, attack the city and seize the territory, and plot against the enemy's temple, how many people in this world can compare with your husband?"

   "After you have trained the navy, are you afraid that you will not have the opportunity to learn this? I am afraid that you will not be able to learn it..."

   "Oh, no, Mr. Ma, our husband has sent a letter, asking us to attack Shangyong on our own. We have no experience, so I came here to ask you for advice, and I want you to help us."

  Fu Qian was impatient, and couldn't listen to Martin's nagging, so he interrupted the other party's words.

   Martin choked for a moment: …

   Originally in a lazy posture, he sat up straight all of a sudden, and picked out his ears:

"What did you say?"

   "We are here to ask you for advice, and we want you to help us."

   "No, it's the last sentence."

   "Sir, let us attack Shangyong independently."

   "Feng Mingwen asked you to attack Shangyong on your own?"

"right."

  Luo Xian and Fu Qian nodded together.

   Silence.

   Martin was silent for a long time, then stood up and continued to meditate.

   Finally murmured:

   "Xiangyang now belongs to the state of Wu, right?"

   "Mr. Ma, isn't he confused? We helped the Wu people defeat Xiangyang."

   Martin made a calculation, so it is reasonable to say that after the Wu people took Xiangyang, they took Shangyong.

   If you don’t take it and leave it for the big man to take it, it means that Feng must have reached some kind of deal with the Wu people.

   And if the Wu people want to take it, someone Feng asked his disciples to take it...

  Thinking of this, Martin shook his head, probably not.

  Although Feng is cruel and cruel, he will not harm his disciples for no reason.

  After all, these two people really don't have much experience before the battle, let alone lead the army alone.

  There is Lu Xun in Xiangyang!

  But it’s hard to say, after all, I’m waiting for others, but I helped Lu Xun in Xiangyang, plus the Han-Wu Alliance.

  In this case, even if the two of them lose, they can at most be regarded as practicing their hands, and most likely there will be no danger.

  Thinking like this, Martin looked at the two of them.

  The two also looked at Martin expectantly.

   Ma Tian felt a "thump" in his heart, and his expression changed.

  He slapped his thigh suddenly, turned to Chang'an, and cursed:

   "Feng Mingwen, you want me to be a babysitter for your second son!"

  (end of this chapter)