After a brief chat between the two, Yang Congyi left the Military Case Office and returned to the Office to continue sorting out the meritorious services reported by various armies last year.

Master Zhang has already handed over this errand to Sun Miao to handle, but Yang Congyi is not good at leaving it alone, after all, what he has been doing in the past two months is merit verification, and he has read these merit books several times, and he has some experience and discovery, and the merit that is too false and too excessive will naturally not be passed.

After sorting out, there were too many meritorious books, and they couldn't all be hugged by Master Sun, so Yang Congyi had to give up the book case and sit at the empty table next to him temporarily.

He needs to think carefully about the selection of the general school and the transfer of funds for the big teaching and reading of the big school, and he proposed to hold an actual combat confrontation exercise, and Lord Sun dismantled the stage from beginning to end, and he can't count on it, and Master Zhang probably doesn't have the energy, and only he can refine and improve it now, since it has been next, he has to think about it.

How to operate in actual combat is a big and complex problem, but fortunately, it is only for him to formulate a charter, not for him to implement it now. But even so, there are still many problems, and he has to peel back the cocoon and slowly sort out the problems.

First of all, since it is a confrontational method to select outstanding generals, then the standard should be unified and convincing, and the most intuitive standard is to use an elite army to test all the teams involved in the selection, and everyone can see clearly whether the team being tested is good or not.

But where did this elite force come from? Since we do not know, we must determine a selection criterion from the perspective of the ability required to be a tester, and then select an elite unit from the whole army that is capable of this task according to the criteria. The criteria for selecting elite troops must be made.

After all, I don't know how many teams in the whole army are qualified to participate in the selection, the road is too far, the march is inconvenient, it is too close to the big city, the armies are messy, and it is not safe, so he has to go to a small city with a wide and sparsely populated area, preferably south of the Yangtze River, not too far from Lin'an, the best within three or five hundred miles, there should be many such places, he has to go back to look through the map.

When the venue is determined, the way and qualifications to participate in the selection are considered, it is very simple to get up and say, that is, a general who agrees with the four selection conditions will take a team to the designated place to participate in an actual combat confrontation, but there are many problems to talk about in detail, how large is the team? How are soldiers chosen? Do you give time to train and drill? How to ensure the time of the march and arrive at the designated place on time? How to replenish the consumption of materials on the road? Who is responsible for the consumption of food and wages in the selection? The more you think about it, the more you think about it, the more questions you have.

Aside from that, how are the judges determined? How can you guarantee their fairness?

And the most important question is, how exactly will the actual combat confrontation be carried out? Is it an encounter in the wild? Ambush warfare? Or will the two sides set up in advance and then make an appointment to fight? Or do you want to perform directly on the school ground?

This question is actually difficult to decide, because it mainly depends on what kind of excellent generals and colonels they want to select, the standards of excellence are different, and the methods used in actual combat confrontation are naturally very different, but Yang Congyi doesn't know what the above thinks, and what aspect of the general's ability they value.

I'm afraid that Master Zhang doesn't know who the commander wants to choose, so he can only make a variety of plans for them to choose, so that all problems have to be thought about several times and provide a variety of solutions, and the complexity of this matter will be raised to a higher level.

Almost the whole afternoon, Yang Congyi was writing and drawing, burying his head in sorting out and thinking, he wanted to try his best to straighten out all the problems and figure them out, but the problems he had to face were not simpler than the original supervision, and in some respects they were even more troublesome, because this matter involved all people, and it was about the future and future of many people.

Yang Congyi was immersed in deep thought, and it was not until the guards in the courtyard reminded them that the time had come to release the yamen, urging them to leave the yamen, and the door was about to close, that he withdrew from the question and ended thinking.

Sun Miao didn't know when he had left, and he didn't know it.

Locked the gate of the Military Case, and walked out of the front door of the palace, the sun was already in the west, but it was still hot, the sun was shining on the body, it was a little hot, and even the air was hot.

As soon as he walked a few steps out of the palace, a very ordinary carriage stepped forward.

"Master, you're out, get in the car." Miao Jiu took the reins and led the carriage to Yang Congyi's side.

Yang Congyi didn't say anything, stretched out his hand to open the curtain, and quickly got into the carriage.

"Master, are you going straight home, or where are you going?" Miao Jiu turned around and asked by the way.

"Where else can I go if I don't go home? Go straight back. Yang Congyi didn't think about it, so he replied.

Of course, Fang Ya is going home, he doesn't have any entertainment hobbies, because any entertainment costs money, even if it's just going to the teahouse to drink a pot of tea, and he doesn't have much money, he can't afford to spend it at all, and now there is a large family to support.

Today, I ran back and forth several times, and talked a lot, and in the afternoon I was thinking and meditating, and I forgot to drink my saliva, and now when I got into the carriage home, I suddenly felt dry and thirsty.

As soon as he commanded, Miao Jiu also got into the carriage, the reins flicked, the wheels rolled, the speed was a lot faster, and there were a little bumps, but in order to go back early, some bumps were completely bearable.

Just after the carriage accelerated, two people in the crowd who were walking slowly five or six feet away suddenly ran and chased after the carriage.

A quarter of an hour later, the two people who followed the carriage became one, and the other did not know whether he could not run and lost it, or if he simply gave up.

The sun is westward, the scorching sun is much weaker than at noon, and people who dare not go out at noon have gone out one after another at this time, and some bustling streets are congested with cars and horses, and Yang Congyi's carriage has to slow down.

Yang Congyi is just a petty official, he doesn't dare to drive into pedestrians, even if he is an important minister in the court, he is afraid and does not dare to ride a horse in the city or drive a gallop, otherwise he will be impeached.

The carriage drove slowly, and the people who were chasing after him finally breathed a sigh of relief, and if he ran like this again, he was exhausted.

Passing through the bustling area, the carriage turned at the intersection, went west, went straight to Yongjinmen, although the road in the city is good, there are too many pedestrians, although the road outside the city is average, fortunately most of the time it is not crowded, and the speed of the carriage can be lifted.

Outside the Yongjin Gate is the West Lake, and it has a unique flavor when you go out of the city to visit the lake in the evening, so there are a lot of people who go out of the city.

It wasn't until outside the city that the carriage finally increased its speed and headed north.

And the men who followed closely behind the carriage became two again, and they got into the carriage, the curtain was raised high, and one drove and the other sat in the carriage, and the carriage followed closely a few feet away.

Yang Congyi had a busy day, felt very tired, the carriage was in a hurry, and when he returned home, he took off his official clothes, washed up a little, and after eating and drinking, his spirit recovered.

Qingchen knew that her husband was tired, so she didn't say much, and she didn't ask about the official office, which should be asked and what should not be asked, she knew very well.

And Yang Congyi didn't want to tell Qingchen what happened during the day, which would only add to her annoyance and make her worried.

After the sun set and the scorching temperature dropped, the two chatted in the courtyard for a while, and Yang Congyi returned to the study in advance.

The husband is going to be busy with business, and Qingchen has no reason not to let him go, isn't it just for official business to buy a study at home?

All she can do is do some auxiliary work, serve tea and pour water, and try not to interrupt him or disturb him.

It's dark, Qingchen lights up the study, the house is hot, fan her husband, and do a little more if you can, after all, this is her husband.

I don't know how many times the wick has been cut, and I don't know how many times the hour has arrived, and the dust can't stand it, so I can only lie down in the corner of the desk to rest.

Yang Congyi wrote and drew on paper, flipped through the map of the Song Dynasty from time to time, and his mind was full of things about the actual combat confrontation exercises of various armies, and every problem was complicated, because there were many uncertainties, how to solve it He couldn't pay attention to it, and had to think of several solutions, so that the problem became very complicated, which was equivalent to almost making several plans completely, which made him have to spend more time.

When I saw that Qingchen had fallen asleep on the desk that day, I realized that it was late, and if I didn't go to bed earlier, I was afraid that it would be difficult to get up early tomorrow morning, but it was not good to miss the time of Yingmao.

Putting down everything in his hand, Yang Congyi looked at Qingchen and reached out to straighten out a trace of scattered green silk for her.

With a slight touch, Qingchen woke up very sensitively, raised his eyes to look at his husband, and there was a little embarrassment in his eyes.

"The lady has worked hard, go back to sleep when she is tired, you don't have to accompany me here in the future, I guess I will be busy for a while recently." Yang Congyi took Qingchen's hand and smiled softly.

"I'm fine, my husband is working so hard, I can't help, I can serve you tea and pour water, you are busy, don't worry about me." Qingchen smiled slightly.

"Let's stop here today, it's getting late, let's go back and rest." Yang Congyi left early in the morning, and she couldn't stay with Qingchen for long when she came back, she wanted to accompany her in the study, how could she refuse?

Qingchen nodded, then followed her husband to get up, put out the oil lamp and went back to the room to rest.

That night, as soon as they returned to the room, they turned off the lights and went to sleep, because Qingchen knew that it was not a good day, and more importantly, she didn't want her husband to be too tired.

A few quarters of an hour after the lights went out in the house, two dark shadows jumped down from the wall in the darkness of the courtyard, and ran into the distance, until they came to a carriage parked in the shade of a tree, and when they got into the carriage, the carriage stopped there, without the slightest intention of leaving, and without making much noise.

It seems that a car of two people is ready to camp out of the city.