Chapter 662: I don't know how difficult it is
Sun Ce's attitude towards the court is to accept the benefits, and resolutely do not carry the pot. He has no feelings for the imperial court, and he doesn't want to leave his fate, whether his own or the nation's, to others. He believes that he can do better than Xun Yu.
After the preparation of the competition was handed over to Nanyang Taishoufu, and the matter of public security was handed over to Liu Bei, after sending Qin Song, Gan Ning and Guan Yu to his father Sun Jian, the Lujiang war has been able to quickly distinguish the winner and loser, and there is no strong enemy around Yuzhou, he only has one thing now, waiting for Huang Zhong's class.
Huang Zhong is the first general he received, in the past year, Huang Zhong has proved his worth, the attack is invincible, the code is hard-working, and he is a reassuring general. This time, Huang Zhong and Li Tong pinched Liu Xun together, quickly and accurately, and the blow was fatal, and they made meritorious service again. When he was about to leave Nanyang, the first person he thought of was Huang Zhong, with Huang Zhong guarding Nanyang, he had no worries.
Sun Ce and Guo Jia discussed the candidates for the newly appointed Jiangxia and Nanjun, and decided that Wen would be hired to guard Jiangxia and Li Tong would try Nanjun. Wenpin is not obvious, but he thinks carefully and does things very steadily. Li Tong has a flexible mind, a bold style, and is loyal and courageous, and both of these people can be of great use.
Guo Jia agreed with Sun Ce's opinion, and the two almost hit it off. With Guo Jia's support, Sun Ce immediately invited Zhang Hong, and Zhang Hong had no objections and felt that it was feasible. Sun Ce immediately asked Zhang Hong to stay in Nanyang and take charge of the overall situation. Among the civil and military affairs of his subordinates, Zhang Hong has the highest comprehensive quality, not only has a solid foundation in scripture, but also has first-class writing, and more importantly, their views on the general trend of the world are almost the same. Zhang Zhaoyou has the first two, and the last point of disagreement is relatively large.
Sun Ce put his plan together, so that Zhang Hong could accurately understand his thinking, and in case of an accident, he could also adjust it in time. Huiji is thousands of miles away, and across the river, it is not very convenient to rely on people to send news after all, some things need to be dealt with by Zhang Hong in time, and asking for instructions back and forth will delay time.
After discussing in the middle of the night, taking all the possibilities into account as much as possible, and making a plan, Sun Jian and Lu Yi couldn't stay up, so they fell asleep on the case, and the meeting was over.
Zhang Hong and Guo Jia each returned to the tent, Sun Ce personally carried Sun Quan and Lu Yi to the tent next to them and settled down, and returned to the tent, although he was very tired, his brain was a little excited, and he was still repeatedly scrutinizing the details, and he always felt that it was difficult to be completely reassured. In the final analysis, he is not a genius after all, his administrative experience is very limited, he has advanced ideas, and he is not completely sure whether he can implement it, but it is better to charge into battle to be confident, after all, the martial arts of this body are still outstanding.
It's not easy to have a good body, but it's harder to have a good brain. He is self-aware and does not dare to slack off. Sun Ce tossed and turned in bed, and only slept for a short time until dawn, yawning and getting up to wash, ready for his daily morning exercise. Martial arts are the foundation of his life, and he has always insisted on exercising, maintaining his condition, and always ready to accept challenges.
Yang Xiu opened his eyes, his headache was splitting, his eyes were sore, and he couldn't help but snort.
"Childe woke up?"
There was a person sitting next to him, sleepy-eyed, with a disheveled head, and his face was even more fancy, and it was a terrible mess. Yang Xiu was startled, he almost fell off the bed, and his drowsiness disappeared all of a sudden, and he even woke up a lot of wine. "Who are you and how are you in my bed? Come on, come on! ”
The two guards pushed the door open and bowed. "What do you command?"
"Who is this, kick her out for me."
The two guards were stunned for a moment, and looked at each other. One of them whispered, "Childe, you...... Yesterday we said that we wanted to take her as a concubine, so we let her enter the room to wait for the son. ”
"She?" Yang Xiu glanced at the woman, and was startled by the miserable makeup on her face, and didn't dare to look at it again, waving his hand again and again. "If you drink and say something, you can take it seriously, reward her with 10,000 yuan and let her go."
The guard knew this, and immediately stepped forward to drag the woman out of bed. This is the official slave and maid of the Taishou Mansion, who used to be the wife and daughter of a large family, who committed a crime, so he became a geisha, specializing in waiting for officials, these guards can only look at them, and they can't touch them, but now they have the opportunity to rub oil and naturally refuse to let go, and they have to go up and down. The woman screamed and struggled, and when she was so angry, she scolded and tore and bites.
Yang Xiu sobered up a little, and hurriedly ordered the guard to let go, and bowed to the woman. "There is no form of repair, and he is immoral after drinking, please Haihan."
The woman panted and covered her clothes, and spat Yang Xiu with disdain. "Phew! Without believing in his words, what the fourth world and the third prince are all hypocrites. If you don't want to keep your promise, your mother doesn't look down on you. I don't want this money from my mother, keep you to take medicine, I will be weak at a young age, and I will be clean and slippery in three or two, and the Hongnong Yang family is afraid that it will be extinct. After speaking, he raised his head and walked away.
Yang Xiu's face was flushed and he opened his mouth. The two guards wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh out loud, and they endured it very hard, and their shoulders twitched for a while. Yang Xiu was annoyed and ashamed, and snorted: "Bastard thing, you don't want to wash this son, what are you doing here?" ”
Seeing that Yang Xiu was angry, the guards didn't dare to slack off, and rushed out. Yang Xiu sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the messy bedding, vaguely remembering the absurdity of the night, he couldn't help but sigh, and patted his forehead hard, one head and two big.
Yesterday for Ma Chao and Yan Xing, he said very unpleasantly, Ma Chao asked him face to face why Sun Ce knew about the martial arts competition, why Nanyang Taishou Mansion would assist Sun Ce in organizing the martial arts competition, and put them in an embarrassing place, although Yang Biao's name was not named, but Ma Chao's meaning was already obvious, pointing directly at Yang Biao to suppress them Xiliang people.
Yang Xiu has a word of suffering. He knew that Xun Yu was the driving force behind it, Yang Biao was just cooperating in front of the stage, Ma Chao and the others didn't understand the trick at all, thinking that Yang Biao was the third prince, and the whole thing was promoted by him. didn't speculate for more than half a sentence, and he didn't want to quarrel with Ma Chao face-to-face, so he could only keep drinking, and he got drunk all of a sudden, and as a result, he made such a ridiculous thing.
I don't know how difficult it is. Yang Xiu remembered his mother's worries before leaving, and thought it was true. Ma Chao was rude and domineering, and he didn't give him a chance to explain at all. I used to think that Sun Ce was arrogant, and compared with Ma Chao, Sun Ce was simply a gentleman, at least he didn't spray spit on his face.
What kind of people are these? Shangwu, Shangwu, Xun Yu will definitely regret it in the future. Dong Zhuo Yinjian is in front, these martial artists don't know how to govern the country at all, they are only worthy of being a knife, in the hands of the scholars, where can they have the ability to take charge of the government with the scholars.
Yang Xiu sat on the edge of the bed for a while, and the guards called for water. Yang Xiu washed with cold water, although his head still hurt, his brain was a little clearer. He stood up, went back and forth in the courtyard twice, then suddenly stopped, gritted his teeth, and clenched his fists hard.
"Prepare the carriage and horses, and go to the inn."