No, maybe Sun Wen should be more worried about whether his grandson will be taken seriously when he does things by the side of his father-in-law.

"Give away blouse...... This behavior ...... In the future, he will definitely be criticized...... "Sun Wen, as a more conservative old man, does not approve of the lord using this method to attack the enemy, not to say anything else, but the records of later generations are not good."

Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "So what? A person who is too modest, no matter how good he does, is not as attractive as a person with a mixed reputation." People, there should always be some mysterious or talked about things, and future generations will remember them. ”

Sun Wen held back and held back, and finally spit out two words that were somewhat arrogant.

"Crooked. ”

Sun Wen studied orthodox knowledge and belonged to conservative figures, but his own father was a trendy figure, and his thoughts were active and jumpy.

For example, in this case, he felt that a gentleman should cherish his feathers, and it was not important what means he used to fight the enemy, but what mattered was reputation.

It's just that Jiang Pengji didn't take her reputation to heart, and she actually came up with such a childish means of provoking anger as giving away a girl's shirt.

Nie Liang was really angry with her, and the history books would write about her like this in the future?

Compared with the achievements of predecessors, future generations also prefer to use a magnifying glass to find the shortcomings of their predecessors. The name is beautiful, taking the past as a mirror, taking history as a mirror to know the rise and fall, and taking people as a mirror to see the gains and losses.

Jiang Pengji thought differently, she said, "Alas, I know what Zaidao is worried about, but what about - no one is perfect, like me, there is no one who has never been before or since, I am afraid that I am too wise and martial, high in merit, virtuous in heaven and earth, and powerful in the world...... Too much pressure on latecomers. If you leave some innocuous small shortcomings and small stains, the official history and wild history joke about one or two, just to entertain future generations. ”

The salted fish nodded like pounded garlic and echoed attentively.

The anchor is so right!

Crazy calls for their anchors!

Sun Wen: "......"

Narcissism has become this virtue, and it is indeed unprecedented and unprecedented, and it is the best of ancient and modern.

He suddenly didn't want to think about how the history books of later generations would record his father-in-law.

Most of them will misinterpret her as a villainous woman with three heads and six arms, right?

After all, the lord is so good at fighting, and she can also say yellow jokes, and one person, one sword, and one horse can crisscross the battlefield.

Together, the first impression that comes to ordinary people's minds is that of a strong man with five big and three thick, a voice like thunder, and a narrow waist with wide shoulders and a narrow waist.

Thinking of this, Sun Wen glanced at the side face of the lord.

is probably because her style is too different from traditional women, and the world will be shocked by her aura at first sight, and then ignore her appearance.

In all fairness, his father-in-law is quite capable of fighting, men's clothing is chic and suave, and women's clothing is also unique.

If you can leave a few portraits, you may be able to restore the image of the hideous and wicked woman in the minds of future generations.

So, he sincerely suggested, "After the lord goes back, how many more portraits will he keep?"

Jiang Pengji looked at him in a daze, and didn't understand why the topic jumped from the disagreement between the monarch and the minister to painting?

The kung fu of the dialogue between the two, the battlefield is still killing and shouting.

Qin Gong and other generals carefully dispatched the whole army to ensure that the soldiers would not be dragged by the enemy for a momentary victory.

Jiang Pengji's other advantages are hard to say, but on the battlefield, she is extremely decisive, and the enemy can't use a small camp to trick her.

She said that if she wants to take advantage of a wave of advantages and leave, then she will never allow the soldiers under her account to be greedy for merit.

Qin Gong and the others knew this very well, and they were even more cautious in leading troops to fight, not daring to anger her.

"Report - Nie Army's camp reinforcements are about to arrive!"

Hearing this, Jiang Pengji and Sun Wen turned their gaze to the battlefield.

According to the current form, our army still has the upper hand, continue to fight, grit its teeth, and definitely bite off a piece of the enemy's flesh.

Sun Wen asked, "Does the lord want to withdraw his troops?"

Jiang Pengji said casually, "Why don't you withdraw?" Waiting for Nie Liang's reinforcements to come and save the situation?"

Sun Wen was relieved, and at the same time sighed at the decisive style of his father-in-law.

Don't say that the princes of one side, even if the ordinary soldiers on the battlefield see that the situation on our side is very good, they are afraid that they will not easily make up their minds to evacuate.

The fact that the lord of his own family can resist the temptation of interests that are close at hand has to be said to be admirable.

After discussion, Sun Wen sent people to Mingjin to collect the troops, and at the same time issued several compulsory military orders.

The original vanguard was turned into the rear of the palace, and while covering the retreat of the army step by step, it withdrew from the front line in an orderly manner.

The quality of Jiang Pengji's soldiers and horses is already very high, but there are still soldiers who are trampled into pulp by the swarming enemy troops because they are greedy for merit and refuse to evacuate. Fortunately, there are not many such people, the vanguard elite fought and retreated, in an orderly manner, and after a short time, they got rid of Nie Liang's vanguard and ran away. When Nie Liang's reinforcements arrived at the front line, they could only watch the enemy retreat and raise the rolling yellow sand.

Seeing this, General Nie Jun's already blue face became a little darker.

"This group of thieves is not a rabbit, but they can escape quickly - general, do you want to chase it?"

The general under the tent was also extremely angry, and was pressed and beaten by the enemy just now, and he was extremely aggrieved.

When reinforcements arrived, they finally had a chance to be humiliated, but the enemy retreated at this juncture.

General Nie Jun asked this, and his heart was so stuffy.

If you don't chase it, the enemy suddenly came to the door and pressed his own people to beat him violently and left, and he couldn't hold his face anymore.

Chase it, lest this be the enemy's trick, and you will step on the trap if you catch up with yourself. When the enemy retreats, the chaos is orderly, but the pursuit of one's own side is easy to mess up the military formation, if the enemy takes advantage of the chaos of our military formation to turn around and fight a wave, this will be a big loss?

To chase or not to chase, it is not easy to choose.

General Nie Jun secretly gritted his teeth, and finally decided to catch up, but he didn't dare to do his best, and Jiang Pengji's side easily distanced himself. When Jiang Pengji's army withdrew to Zhanjiang Pass and closed the gate again, the Nie army troops were late and ate a wave of arrows from the city wall.

There was a rain of arrows ahead, and Nie Jun was not here to break through.

In order to reduce casualties, they had to retreat beyond range.

General Nie Jun: "......"

I have a sentence, I don't know whether to say it or not!

Do you know what your father knows?

One of the generals muttered, "Isn't this a slip of the tongue?"

If you don't pay attention, he will find the truth, isn't Jiang Pengji just trying to play tricks?

Looking at Nie Jun's indignant gaze outside the gate, Jiang Pengji rubbed his chin and snapped his fingers.

She asked the guards of the city to come over and muttered a few words.

After a while, a dozen or so stout men eight feet tall and four feet wide stepped on the city wall, and a simple horn made of copper sheets stood in front of them. The strong men were angry and shouted loudly, like thunder.

"We have arrived at the camp, and the general does not need to send him off!"