Chapter Seventy-Three: The Storm Rises
Gu Qing didn't expect Xian Yu Zhongtong to attach so much importance to the sand table, looking at his solemn expression, Gu Qing couldn't tell for a while whether he really attached importance to the sand table, or found an excuse to stay in Shiqiao Village and not leave, in just one day, he had already seen that this festival envoy was as innocent as a literati, such a person is suitable for going downstairs in the girls' dormitory to play the guitar, or planning a flash mob event to show love on Valentine's Day, when the festival envoy is really a little incompetent.
"Sand table...... So important? Hasn't it been before? "Gu Qing doesn't know much about history.
Xian Yu Zhongtong thought for a while and said: "Legend has it that the mausoleum of the first emperor has built huge mountains, rivers and cities, all of which are the original appearance of the rivers and mountains, but no one knows whether there is one, and no one can think that it can be used for military purposes, the world thinks that the first emperor's ambition is immortal, and the restoration of the country in the mausoleum is to dominate the world again in the next life, but it is just a symbol." ”
"Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty also had ' Jumi for the valley' said, after all, it is to replace the mountains and roads with irrelevant objects, such as children's play, no one cares, only the sand table you do, can restore the mountains and rivers to be so similar, the old man has never seen such a subtle thing, if used in wartime, the commander only needs to stand in front of the sand table, you can see the terrain of the battlefield in front of you at a glance, when issuing military orders, the following generals can also be very fine in accordance with the military orders on the battlefield to arrange soldiers, in particular, the sand table can also be used before the war to deduce the enemy and me, and in wartime relying on the terrain to set up ambushes, etc., the usefulness is great, it is difficult to say。 ”
Xian Yu Zhongtong's eyes stared at the sand table, and he was amazed.
Turning his head to look at Gu Qing, Xian Yu Zhongdao: "The old man saw that you are not very old, not only can you make wonderful long and short sentences, but you can also make a sand table, how did you come up with the idea of making this thing?" ”
"The kid said, I opened a porcelain kiln in the mountain behind the village, the villagers all make a living from the porcelain kiln, but there are too many people who covet it, and some people have spied on the secret recipe of burning porcelain repeatedly, and the villagers are difficult to prevent, so the kid had to make this thing, mark the specific entrance and exit and patrol routes, and the villagers know it at a glance."
Xian Yu Zhongtong smiled and said: "Such a wonderful thing, used in the porcelain kiln is overkill, the old man arrived in Yizhou and ordered to make the terrain sand table of Jiannan Road, especially the terrain of Tubo and Nanzhao and Jiannan junction, these years Tubo and Nanzhao have frequently violated the southern border of my Jiannan, more than 100 battles of all sizes, and I am afraid that a war will be inevitable during the old man's last term, if there is a sand table, I think my Tang Dynasty's chances of winning can be a few points more." ”
Looking deeply at Gu Qing's young face, Xian Yu Zhongdao: "Although we have only been together for a day, the old man has already seen that you are a talented person, and you have been wronged to stay in this mountain village, if you are interested, why not go to Yizhou with the old man, I can hire you as a guest of the festival house, and after a few years of assisting the old man, I will recommend you to His Majesty as an official, and I will not treat your future badly, how about it?" ”
Gu Qing refused without hesitation: "Thank you for your kindness, it's just that the kid was born and grew up in Si, and his homeland is difficult to leave, so he doesn't want to go far and live up to the handsome." ”
As soon as the opportunity soared into the sky, Gu Qing said to give up. There are many reasons, and the difficulty of leaving his homeland is one of them, there is his foundation and friends here, and he finally got familiar with this place, Gu Qing has no idea of leaving for the time being.
What's more, he always felt that Xian Yu Zhongtong was not very reliable, and if he really had a war with Tubo Nanzhao in the future, Gu Qing couldn't believe that the soldiers of Jiannan Dao could win the battle under the command of this Jiedu envoy, and if he was defeated, as a guest who had a close relationship with him, he was afraid that he would not be able to escape the implication and punishment of the imperial court.
Whether it was out of affection or for practical interests, Gu Qing had no reason to be stupid enough to follow this Jiedu envoy to Yizhou, and after a little thought, he knew that this would do more harm than good.
Xian Yu Zhongtong sighed in disappointment, and no longer persuaded. He said that Gu Qing had great talent, but in fact, there was still some hypocrisy after all, not to mention the talent of poetry and writing, although the sand table was exquisite, after Gu Qing explained it lightly, Xian Yu Zhongtong felt that this thing was just a country boy who made this thing by chance, just luck. Since he knew the magic of the sand table, it didn't matter if Gu Qing went to Yizhou with him or not.
"Everyone has their own ambitions, so the old man doesn't force it. If the sand table can play a role in the war, the old man will ask Your Majesty for credit, Your Majesty is a holy son of heaven with clear rewards and punishments, and will not treat you badly. ”
Gu Qing said indifferently: "Thank you for raising the handsome." ”
Please give credit or something, Gu Qing didn't expect it at all. The Son of Heaven? Today's Shengtianzi is probably still soaked in the Huaqing Pond, and the concubine Niangniang is indescribable, beasts, how can he have a mouth for his daughter-in-law, the Tang Dynasty has been established to this day, all kinds of green hats are flying all over the sky, the son is worn by the father, the father is worn by the son, the princess is worn by the concubine, and there is also a fierce empress during the period, who has worn countless green hats to the entire Li Tang royal family.
Passion and romance, heroes and gunsmoke, it seems that they are all based on the romance of men and women.
Thinking of this, Gu Qing suddenly remembered that the recent widows/women in the village looked at him wrongly, either covering their mouths shyly and smiling, or blinking vigorously with a bright face, and even more daring to ask him bluntly if he knew the beauty of men and women.
Huh, the wonderful? Isn't it just a shuddering thing?
Gu Qing felt that her chastity was not guaranteed, and secretly decided to carry a stick with her when she went out in the future, and would never give anyone a chance to defile herself.
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Xian Yu Zhongtong stayed in Shiqiao Village for the time being, and this time there was a valid reason.
Regarding the use of the sand table, it is necessary to understand it thoroughly from the inside out, know the materials it is made of, how to understand the actual landform, how accurate the scale is, etc., you can see things clearly at a glance, and it is actually very complicated to really understand its substantive details.
The curtain bin studied the sand table every day, but Xian Yu Zhongtong was idle, wandering around the village every day, fortunately his identity was not publicized, otherwise the villagers would not know what the panic would be. However, Xian Yu Zhongtong is obedient this time, no matter where he goes to hang out, he will always pull Gu Qing up, whether he wants to or not.
Once bitten by a snake, I heard birds crying everywhere.
No matter how vicious Gu Qing swore to promise never to trick him into the mountain again, Xian Yu Zhongtong didn't believe it, just looked at him and sneered, and kept hehe.
Since it is a stroll, it is inevitable to visit the porcelain kiln. Xian Yu Zhongtong was not very interested in this aspect, and only looked around outside the fence, and did not mean to go in to find out at all.
"It's for this porcelain kiln, you don't want to go to Yizhou with the old man?" Xian Yu Zhongtong frowned: "At a young age, in the eyes of money, the things of silver money are so heavy?" ”
Gu Qing thought for a while and said seriously: "Important." ”
After getting along for a few days, Gu Qing was no longer in awe of this festival envoy. Although he is a prince who holds a lot of power, Xian Yu Zhongtong rarely has any official stands, and his temper is not bad, maybe only such an easy-going temper will mix like a fish in water in Chang'an, or maybe his good temper is only for talented people like Gu Qing, and he is not so polite to his entourage.
The two of them are getting along now, and Gu Qing also has the courage to occasionally make a few innocuous jokes with Xian Yu Zhongtong.
Standing on the high slope of the porcelain kiln, Gu Qing was introducing the general process of porcelain burning to Xian Yu Zhongtong, when suddenly there was a noise down the slope, and a craftsman hurriedly ran from a distance, and said with a worried expression: "Dongjia, it's not good, the Qingcheng County government wants to seal our porcelain kiln, and there are a lot of errands below." ”