Jinyang City, Jujube Lane.

When the man returned to the inconspicuous courtyard, he saw his wife clumsily feeding the chickens, clucking softly, while the three-year-old Lang was lying on the chair, watching the chickens eat with curiosity.

The man sighed lightly, walked over and hugged his wife's waist, and said softly: "The chicken is still small, the rice bran is too coarse, you have to mix some clear porridge, it's really not good, and water is fine." ”

The woman didn't look back, but lowered a few points, with tiredness in her voice, and asked, "The knife is sharpened again?" ”

The man hesitated, nodded slightly, and turned to hug his son.

"Why?"

"Zuo Xiangjin said, saying that although the Zhou soldiers attacked Shu, they only used 20,000 forbidden troops and 40,000 state troops, and the towns in Hedong did not use a single soldier, even if they sent troops at the same time as Da Liao, the chances of victory were very small."

"Didn't you say that this is an unjust war, and Zhou Tingshi is unknown?"

"This kind of coaxing the common people's words, casually grasping is a big handful, in the face of the great interests of the family and the country, what excuse is needed."

"And then the Khitan is still sleeping, and then you still have to go hunting in the mountains to supplement the family?" The woman turned around and scolded, "Then why don't you send a letter to your second brother?" Then why are you preventing me from asking my mother's family for help? Yang Ye, let me tell you, I've had enough of this kind of hard life of eating grain......"

Yang Ye was silent and let his wife scold.

Big husband, do something, don't do something, it's easy to reach out and open your mouth, and it's hard to be discouraged.

He knows that in fact, his wife understands this truth better than him, but women need an outlet more.

Sure enough, the red-eyed wife squatted down beside her and said softly: "Could it be that you can only be trapped here, as a concubine, you are a military and martial artist, but it is difficult to show your robe......"

"Shut up."

Seeing that Yang Ye actually gave her a look on her face, Zhe Saihua's voice suddenly raised an octave: "As soon as you say that your family is going to quarrel with me, can't you say it, isn't what I said the truth......?"

Yang Ye was silent again, took off the bow and arrow hunting fork, and turned around to go out.

Behind him, there was the cry of the eldest man and the scolding of his wife: "If you have the ability, don't come back if you go out......"

……

Life needs opportunities.

There are talented people in this world who don't know how many, but those who don't meet poverty don't know how many, and between the two, the difference is only the word "opportunity".

Wang Zhaoyuan sat on the chariot, holding the iron Ruyi, watching the army move forward like a dragon, watching the mountains and rivers slowly retreat, and he was full of pride for a while.

It's not easy, finally the military power is in hand, and you can scold Fang Xuan.

For this day, he has struggled for more than 30 years, and the world has seen him in a high position and unlimited scenery, but who has anyone who remembers the blood and tears he paid?

When he was seven years old, his parents died, and he became a homeless orphan at a young age.

Fortunately, if you have not died in hardship, you will have a blessing in the future.

At the age of thirteen, he finally waited for the transfer year on his own terms.

In the summer of that year, he was bare-bottomed in the Guanhua Creek to catch crabs and fish, and a monk stood on the bridge to watch him for a long time, and later the monk named Zhiyu accepted him as a boy.

In order to have this full meal, in order to have this warm clothes, in order to be able to read more words, in that seemingly quiet and peaceful time, under the gaze of the solemn Buddha, how much unspeakable humiliation did he pay?

Flattery to the point that the mouth is sour, and a few will understand.

But he was determined to rise one day.

The hard work paid off, and an old dragon suddenly fell from the sky.

Meng Zhixiang, who entered Shu to receive the seal, in order to avoid suspicion, did not live in the palace, but lived in this small temple.

The opportunity was close at hand, but the master did not nod, and he could not get close to the heavily guarded courtyard by step.

For this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he used all his magic techniques, and finally let the happy master take him to meet the man in power.

Later, he met the prince, who was seven years younger than him.

That year, he was twenty years old and Meng Chang was fourteen.

He humbly bent down and willingly became his scholar.

Then, from the general of the rolling shutter, step by step Hualian was promoted......

The past is full of history, and there is also the past.

Looking at the present dynasty, a certain Wang Zhaoyuan, a feather fan scarf, talked and laughed, destroyed the enemy, and bound the dragon......

"Report ......"

A hoarse report interrupted his thoughts, Wang Zhaoyuan frowned, but saw a red feather envoy who couldn't walk the road when he was tired was being escorted in front of him by two personal guards.

"Xixian fell, General Han Baozheng Han was seriously wounded and captured, the vanguard made Li Jin escape and was captured, and Lu Shao, the assassin of Xingzhou, was killed in a karmic battle......"

Wang Zhaoyuan was speechless, his wide open mouth never closed again, and he didn't know that Tie Ruyi smashed it on the instep of his feet...... Is this a failure?

Seeing that the boss was stunned for a long time, the guards had no choice but to lean forward and whisper: "Commander, all the soldiers are waiting." ”

"Oh, oh......"

Wang Zhaoyuan shook his head, woke up, first looked up to the sky and scolded Han Renmei for misleading the country, and then asked: "What about Sanquan Pass, how is the situation?" ”

"In this battle, the Zhou army also suffered heavy losses, and they did not march again after winning Xixian."

Wang Zhaoyuan breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

He took the kettle in the boy's hand, raised his head and drank it dry, feeling the cold mint tea moistening from his mouth, his brain gradually cleared, he drank the water, he didn't care about Sven, wiped his lips, and ordered loudly: "The three armies are speeding up, and they must rush to Sanquan Pass before tomorrow." ”

“…… Dashuai, the plank road is difficult, do you really have to rush overnight? ”

"Overnight, immediately, immediately, we must be in position before the Zhou army."

"Order."

The chariot started again, but Wang Zhaoyuan felt that the vehicle was slammed and fainted, "Change shoulders." ”

Sanquan Pass doesn't dare to do anything, if it falls, this battle situation will be passive.

Sanquan Pass is the first of the three passes in Shu.

Its predecessor was the famous dangerous pass "Yang'an" during the Three Kingdoms period.

Zhang Lu won this pass and has been at ease in the pass for more than 20 years.

Cao Cao got this pass, and only with Zhang He's lone army, he trapped Liu Bei in Shu for more than a year, and there were no soldiers.

This pass "controls Sichuan and Shu in the west, passes Qinlong in the north, follows Jingshan in the back, towers Zhuobi Mountain in front, stands on the White Horse Mountain on the right, and arches Yunwu Mountain, Han, Hei, and Ember in the left are surrounded by water belts, and the most dangerous ...... in the world"

It is precisely because of the importance of this pass that cannot be missed, because Wang Zhaoyuan has to hurry up, who knows that the commander of the Zhou army is leisurely drinking tea in the Yamen of Xixian County.

After Wang Yanchao sat on the big case, his fingers tapped on the table, and his eyes looked left and right in the hall.

Shi Jinde was as fierce as a tiger, daring to lead three thousand erlang and double the Shu army to knock hard, fight to the death, and hold on until the arrival of the Chinese army, and then fight with one drum, capture Han Baozheng, capture Li Jin, behead Lu Shaoye, and kill nearly 5,000 enemies......

This is a brilliant victory.

Because of this battle, Wang Yanchao's back is straighter than in the past, and his speech is much more hearty.

"I didn't expect the Shu army to still be able to fight, and this Han Baozheng is also old and strong."

Cao Bin was drinking tea, and said with a smile: "The handsome knows the Shu general?" ”

"So-and-so knows him, he doesn't know so-and-so."

Wang Yanchao said with a smile: "When he was only twelve years old, walking in the tent of King Wei, Han Baozheng was already Meng Zhixiang's official in charge, fresh clothes and angry horses, full of energy, really enviable, this blink of an eye, more than 30 years have passed, the stars have changed, things are wrong, alas, he is old, and he is old." ”

"The handsome dragon is fierce and fierce, not yet fifty, how dare you call it an old ...... Listen to the meaning of the handsome, is it to persuade him to surrender at the moment? ”

"Since he is an old man, he is bound to the prisoner car, and his heart is finally uneasy, he has been calm in the quiet room for a night, and it is almost the same, and he prepares a table of thin wine in the backyard, and drinks a glass of wine, if it can't be done, the mind is there, of course, it becomes the best, then Xingyuan Mansion doesn't need to use swords...... Together? ”

"No, since it's an old man who meets each other, it's better not to participate, and I'm going to go out again tomorrow, so and there is a bunch of military affairs, there are many soldiers and horses, and things are miscellaneous, when I was a general of 5,000, I thought that 510,000 of them were no different, but it turned out that there were more people than one plus one, but now it's okay, a full 30,000 soldiers and horses, if it weren't for the big marshal in charge, there would be a sense of no way to start."

Wang Yanchao laughed and said, "Are you humbled or a horse?" ”

Cao Bin also smiled, and saw him enter the back office, and was about to deal with military affairs before returning to the case, when the sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded rapidly outside the office, and after a while, there was a red feather who hurriedly stepped inside.

"Report ...... Xingzhou Cang ran out of water last night, losing nearly 200,000 yuan of grain and grass. ”

"What?"

Wang Yan, who stopped and turned, was shocked, and Cao Bin even missed the cup and shattered to the ground.

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