At this time, his position was still basically vacant, and only when the worst possible outcome occurred, he would begin to command the various military horses to begin the layout in and around Guanzhong.

Chen Fang knew in his heart that the reason why Wu Meiniang handed over the position of commander to him was not because of anything else, but because of his overall situation and insight into the situation.

Chen Fang has never led troops or fought a battle, if he is allowed to be a general who charges into battle, I am afraid that Chen Fang is really not competent.

Although he has many shortcomings, in terms of vision, I am afraid that few people in this era can compare with him. And Chen Fang's insight into the situation, even Wu Meiniang can't find a second person in the court.

This is probably the most fundamental reason why Wu Meiniang insisted on letting Chen Fang command the entire Guanzhong army.

What a commander-in-chief often needs is the ability to grasp the overall situation and the ability to perceive the development trend of the situation, and nothing else.

In the past few days, the military horses around Guanzhong have converged to Guanzhong, especially in the Central Plains, Henan Province, Shanxi Province, and Shannan Province, which are small threatened state roads.

The northern defense line has been reinforced, and the Great Wall has always been the most important defense line in Datang. The defense of the west has never been slackened, and it is too late to increase troops to the west at this time.

Similarly, the Bashu region is also, the Shu road is difficult, it is difficult to go to the blue sky, at this time, even if you increase troops to Bashu from other places, it is too late, far from the water can not quench the thirst, with the speed of the march in this era, the reinforcements did not reach the front line, and the battle is probably over.

The will was conveyed to allow the border passes to prepare early, but it was really extremely difficult to increase troops when the war started, and there was still not enough distance and preparation time.

Before the assassination of the Empress of the Han Dynasty, Datang did not have much preparation for war, in fact, it was lax, and in the first wave of war, Datang was likely to suffer a big loss. What can be done at this time is only to let the border pass prepare early.

In the past few days, Chang'an's fast horses have been galloping in all directions, and the queen mother's courtyard of the Tang Workshop has an extra square table, on which is a huge sand table, on which the mountains and rivers are all over the trend and the border defense layout, and there are several conspicuous red flags planted in the most vulnerable areas.

The Great Wall, the Western Regions, Southern Xinjiang.

After this sand table was arranged, Wu Meiniang saw that Chen Fang was here most of the time, constantly moving the flag, and constantly returning the small flag to its place.

The wind and rain are coming, at the end of September, the land of the two palaces in Chang'an is already a rumor, but the rain has been continuous in the past few days, which has increased people's sorrow.

The only thing Chen Fang can be happy with is that Xiao Tiantian's condition is much better now, and she no longer has nightmares, and Liu Yi has gradually come out of her huge and deep grief, but sometimes she is still in a daze at the rain dripping from the eaves.

The sound of wind and rain, the sound of reading, the sound of the ear. Family affairs, national affairs, world affairs, everything is concerned.

I once wanted to be a leisurely colt, accompanying the beauty every day, drinking fine wine, this skipped, drunk as soon as I drank, what kind of wine to drink.

At this time, Chen Fang had to put most of his energy on the possible crisis, Nima, was the traverser born to suffer and be burdened, shoulder-to-shoulder?

Chen Fang held a small flag in his hand, and finally planted the small flag in Xiao Guan's position.

The reason why Guanzhong is called Guanzhong is because it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and there are Xiongguan guards in the southeast, northwest and northwest. That is, Dongtong Pass, Xisan Pass, Nanwu Pass, and North Xiao Pass.

Chen Fang planted the small flag in Xiao Guan's position at this time, stood up, and walked out of the sand table covered by the shed.

Walking into the courtyard, the autumn rain continued and fell on the body and face, and the rain was cold, as if it was about to condense into ice and snow.

Concubine De held up the bamboo umbrella and held it on top of Chen Fang's head, Chen Fang looked at Concubine De and gently took the bamboo umbrella.

The bamboo umbrella was slightly oblique, Chen Fang walked out of this courtyard, walked on the road of Tang Workshop, he walked around the living area, and then walked to the Fang area, and walked around here.

Tang Workshop, the Tang Workshop that he built with great difficulty, as well as these people in the workshop, Wu Meiniang, Yiyang, Gao An, Yi'er, all faces floated in my mind.

There is no way back from this road, so keep going! Even if it's not for yourself, but for the people around you, there are always people who have to carry the weight forward, and there are always people who have to bear everything.

Walking to the courtyard where Anding and Taiping lived, Chen Fang could hear the sound of the piano inside.

He walked in and waved on a piece of rice paper.

The curtain rolls in the drizzle, and Fu Yi parted.

Upstairs vaguely and old songs,

It was you who gave birth to "Golden Wisp" on the string at that time,

Hold me a few thoughts now.

The bamboo umbrella is slightly tilted, covering half of the ripples,

Afraid to listen, he years of writing.

It can be known that after parting, the five strings are sparse and muddy,

Jiang Lang has done his best for whom.

The years are uncountable, and the old people don't know where,

The most important thing is that the world can't stay

...

Chen Fang finished writing and put the pen away.

"Pony, is this a song?"

Chen Fang nodded.

"How is this going to be played?"

Chen Fang stroked Princess Taiping's ancient relict note and looked at Taiping, she was definitely not able to play the piano according to the song she hummed now.

"Your Royal Highness, go and call Concubine De, remember to bring an umbrella."

"Oh, Chen Fang, I'll go!"

Taiping took Chen Fang's umbrella and ran out of the courtyard, supporting the princess, or His Royal Highness, and Wu Meiniang and Chen Fang in the Tang Workshop.

After a while, Concubine De came, Chen Fangqing sang this song of Chang'an, and Concubine De naturally just listened to it once, and composed a piano song in her heart.

Outside, the autumn rain was continuous, and the raindrops on the eaves kept dripping, and Concubine De sat in front of the primeval relic, her fingers brushing the strings.

The sound of the piano wafted through the courtyard where the two princesses lived, drifting out of the house, through the continuous autumn rain, and echoing among the slightly empty blue bricks and white tiles of the Tang Workshop.

The sound of the piano is lingering, accompanied by the continuous autumn rain. Chen Fang sat not far from Concubine De, watching Concubine De's fingers continue to fly on the strings, naturally with a pleasing charm.

After playing a cigarette cage in Chang'an, Concubine De asked the maid of His Royal Highness to take another piano, and at this time let Taiping sit in front of the ancient sound, and he only used an ordinary piano.

Concubine De taught Taiping that song, Chen Fang took the umbrella that Taiping had just brought back, walked under the eaves, and looked at the autumn rain that shrouded the Tang Workshop outside.

The autumn rain is sad, and this smoke cage Chang'an makes people feel even more melancholy.

An Ding walked to Chen Fang's side and patted Chen Fang's shoulder with his hand, Chen Fang pinched Princess An Ding's hand and put it in front of him.

"Pony!"

"The storm is coming, and winter is coming!"

"What are the colts talking about?"

"Nothing!"

Chen Fang let go of Princess Anding's hand, opened the umbrella, and walked into the wind and rain, behind him was the sound of the piano that swirled around the courtyard, and in front of him was the Tang Workshop, which seemed more and more hazy in the autumn rain.

Chen Fangxing walked out of the courtyard and walked on the road in the middle of the street, with a lotus pond in the distance, a promenade, and a hill, which can be identified one by one in the Tang Workshop with both eyes closed.

Chen Fang stood in the rain, looking at the rain that was constantly drifting around, he stood here, alone. In the Daming Palace, not far away, the bell rang, two long and one short.

"It's time to come or it's coming!"