In the middle of the night, Guan Yan nested in bed, reading "Taiping Technique" by dim candlelight

"I'm grinning!" Guan Yan couldn't help but let out a modern scolding: "What a broken book, why don't you know a word?" ”

Guan Yan put the book in his arms again, put on a big coat, put on cloth shoes and walked towards Chen Deng's room.

"Knock knock~~"

"Who?" Chen Deng asked with a hint of tiredness.

"It's me, Yuanlong!" Guan Yan shouted softly.

There was a burst of footsteps in the room, the door opened, and Chen Deng wrapped the clothes on his shoulders again: "What's the matter?" ”

Guan Yan squeezed into the room first, gently closed the door, and pulled Chen Deng to the table: "Come, sit and talk." ”

The two sat down, and Guan Yan took out the "Taiping Technique" from his arms and handed it to Chen Deng.

"Taiping Technique?!" Chen Deng exclaimed!

"Shh~~~~" Guan Yan hurriedly put his index finger to his mouth: "Be quiet!" ”

Chen Deng calmed down, listened to the movement outside, and asked in a low voice, "Where did the lord get this book?" ”

Guan Yan told Chen Deng how he met Zhang Liang that day and how Zhang Liang explained, of course, he naturally didn't tell him about his identity as a traveling visitor.

Chen Deng nodded: "Yes, Zhang Jiao can gather millions of people with this book, and this book must be extraordinary!" ”

Guan Yan tapped the table: "That's right, but you see." Guan Yan opened "Taiping Yaoshu" and continued: "I don't know any words in this book! ”

Hearing this, Chen Deng moved the lamp and candle closer and carefully observed the words on the book. Chen Deng turned the pages one by one, and the sadness between his eyebrows became stronger and stronger.

It wasn't until the last page closed that Chen Deng sighed. Guan Yan hurriedly asked, "How?" ”

Chen Deng looked at Guan Yan and said: "This word is an ancient inscription, I have a rubbing inscription in my Xuzhou family is written with an inscription, my father has studied for 20 years, and he knows more than 100 words." Chen Deng held up the "Taiping Technique" and continued: "In this book, Deng knows only more than ten words!" ”

"How can that be good, wouldn't it be a pity that such a treasure would be buried?" Guan Yan frowned and asked.

"The lord is relieved, there are countless wizards in the world, and if you meet a genius in the future, you will ask for it carefully." Chen Deng comforted.

"Hmm~" Guan Yan listened, and said worriedly: "If this is the case, won't this treasure be leaked?" ”

Chen Deng smiled: "Don't worry, the lord can choose hundreds of words and write them down on one page, and if you meet someone you know, you can divide them and ask for advice." At this time, the word order is out of order, and the person only knows the words, but does not know their meaning, so what is there to fear? ”

"That's a good thing!" Guan Yan said with relief: "In this case, I'll go back to the room first, and Yuanlong will rest early." ”

Chen Deng sent Guan Yan out of the room, and Guan Yan walked back to his room quickly in ashes, stuffed "Taiping Technique" under his pillow, and fell asleep in a daze.

As a soldier, he should have recruited soldiers to practice for military purposes. But Guan Yan has been thinking about one thing in his heart: when he set out from Qingzhou that day, Guan Zhong asked Guan Yan to take him back to Qingniu Mountain to meet the head of the family after returning, and now it has been three months, is it to find Guan Zhong?

In fact, Guan Yan didn't take this matter to heart, and he just thanked Guan Zhong for saving his life. But if you think about it carefully, why is Tian Kai and Huangfu Song's attitude so good? Have such high expectations of yourself? pondering, pondering, it is estimated that the name of this "descendant of Guan Zhong" has been stained with a lot of light.

So, if Guan Yan wants to keep this "golden signboard", he must go back to find Guan Zhong and confirm his identity.

Guan Yan found Huangfu Song early in the morning and said, "Teacher, the head of the family ordered me to return to Qingzhou, there is something important!" ”

Huangfu Song put down the book in his hand and nodded: "There is no major event in the land of Jizhou for the time being, Wende should go early and return early!" ”

"Whoa." Guan Yan clenched his fists: "The student went to pack up first." ”

"Slow!" Huangfu Song took out a piece of white silk and said while writing: "A letter for the teacher, Wende handed it over to Tian Qingzhou, and another 5,000 soldiers were ordered and returned to him." ”

Guan Yan, who was still worried about entering Qingzhou without a face, was very happy when he heard this, and thanked him again and again.

After a while, Guan Yan took Huangfu Song's letter, put it close to him, and withdrew with a fist.

Regarding the military affairs in Jizhou, Guan Yan left Zang Ba, who was both civil and military, to deal with it, and ordered Ji Ling to be the auxiliary.

Zang Ba rescued Guan Yan from danger, and killed Zhang Bao's head, and his ability and influence have been agreed by everyone, so Ji Ling has no opinion on supplementation.

Led 5,000 men and horses to the expedition again, Guan Yan no longer had the excitement when he set off from Qingzhou, and he was not surprised along the way and marched carefully.

After five days of marching, also in the afterglow of the sunset, I saw the Tongqian Valley again, the traces of fire, the black ash of the grass was still mottled in the valley, Guan Yan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and the air seemed to be still mixed with the smell of that day; The sound of arrows breaking through the air, and the screams of the soldiers still seemed to echo in my ears.

Guan Yan said softly: "I'll wait to pay homage to Pei Yuanshao and two thousand soldiers." With that, he turned his horse's head and walked towards the grove where Pei Yuanshao was buried.

The new soil on the mound has been dried up by the autumn wind of two months, and the tombstone made of half a wooden stake can vaguely see the five words "Pei Yuanshao's Tomb" written on charcoal. In addition to Pei Yuanshao, the remaining 2,000 soldiers who died in the battle were buried in the big pit behind Pei Yuanshao's tomb.

Guan Yan scanned the ground with a frown, as if he could see through the soil and see the brothers who were buried in the ground and died in battle.

"One will be successful, ten thousand bones will wither," Guan Yan sighed: "But I will not succeed, ten thousand bones will wither first!" In the end, I don't even know the names of these dead soldiers! ”

"Lord, don't be sad, since ancient times, how many people have died on the battlefield, how many people can leave their names?" Chen Deng persuaded on the side.

"No way!" Guan Yan replied firmly: "No matter how successful or unsuccessful I Guan Yan will be in the future, these soldiers, I Guan Yan must remember!" ”

Guan Yan thought for a while and continued: "When you go to the city, each person will make a nameplate and engrave it around your neck. In the future, even if there is an accident, I can remember it by name! ”

"Whoa!" Chen Deng responded and retreated to the back, although Guan Yan denied his thoughts, but he was not depressed in his heart, Guan Yan's answer seemed to be the answer he wanted deep down......

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