The next morning, Wu Zixu came to the court as usual, but this time, his eyes were a little sharper, he had just received the news that the Qi army was about to arrive in Ailing. Ailing is the closest line of defense to Gusu City, and if the Qi army is allowed to pass, Gusu is in danger.

So today, Fucha must send troops, looking at the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, he is the only one who can fight against the Qi army. He believed that this time, Fucha would definitely compromise, unless he wanted to watch Gusu fall.

"The king has arrived!" With the shrill voice of the inner supervisor, a man in a dark dragon robe appeared in the main hall, his eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one.

Touching the husband's gaze, Wu Zixu frowned slightly, today's husband is ...... It seemed to be a little different, but he couldn't say what the difference was.

"This king has just sent an urgent report, the army of Qi is already approaching Ailing, Ailing is the last line of defense of my Gusu, and they must not be allowed to advance half a step, now that the army has been mobilized, after the early dynasty, they will immediately send troops to Ailing to meet the enemy!" The husband's calm voice sounded slowly in the main hall, and it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"In this campaign, the father will lead the troops, and I believe that the father will not disappoint the hope of this king." Speaking of this, the husband looked at Wu Zixu and smiled: "Father, is it?" ”

"The old minister will do his best." As he spoke, Wu Zixu raised his head and said, "Please show the king how to meet the enemy, and the old minister will march according to the order." ”

The husband expected him to say this, smiled slightly, and said a set of strategies for marching to meet the enemy without hurrying.

Wu Zixu listened in a daze, he saw the shadow of an old man from this set of tactics to meet the enemy......

"Father, how is this king's method of marching to meet the enemy?" Fucha's voice pulled Wu Zixu back from his trance, and he said with a complicated expression: "I don't know who dedicated this method to the king?" ”

Sure enough, I found it!

A trace of coldness flashed through the bottom of the husband's eyes, and he said slowly: "It's an old man, and my father also knows him." ”

Wu Zixu suddenly clenched his hands hanging at his side, and said the name he was most reluctant to mention in his life, "Sun Wu? ”

"It's Master Sun!" Hearing these four words, Wu Zixu's pupils shrank suddenly, and two scorching rays of light shot out, "He's still alive?!" ”

Fu Chaxuan raised his eyebrows, "What, doesn't Father Xiang want Master Sun to live?" ”

Wu Zixu realized that he had lost his words, and hurriedly said: "The king misunderstood, the old minister just hasn't heard the news of Sun Wu for a long time, and he was a little surprised when he heard it." ”

"This king thinks too, back then, my father and Master Sun were very good, just like brothers with different surnames, how could I look forward to Master Sun's death." The husband said with a smile.

Wu Zixu responded dryly, wanting to ask the truth, but he was afraid of being picked on by his husband, and when he was hesitating, a cool voice came from his ears, "Master Sun passed away five years ago." ”

Hearing this, Wu Zixu's heart suddenly relaxed, Sun Wu was the first teacher of Fucha, and the depth of his feelings was self-evident, if Sun Wu came back alive, it would not be a good thing for him.

"It's a shame." Wu Zixu's words are half-true and half-false, he has been a soldier all his life, he was famous when he was a teenager, and he has always been above the top, thinking that in the way of using soldiers, no one in the world can match him, until he met Sun Wu, three on the art of war, all lost to Sun Wu; This was really a great blow to him, he was jealous of Sun Wu, but he also admired Sun Wu's almost godlike way of using troops. Now that I heard the news of Sun Wu's death, I was a little sentimental.

Fu Cha sneered in his heart, he had a deep prejudice against Wu Zixu, especially after knowing the truth about Sun Wu's departure back then, this prejudice has accumulated to the top, no matter what Wu Zixu says or does, it is extremely hypocritical in his eyes.

"Although Master Sun died early, he left a codex, and recorded the art of war that he had studied all his life on the codex. Speaking of this, the husband said with emotion: "This king was taught by Master Sun in this life, like a master and a father, but he failed to fulfill his filial piety in front of the bed, making Master Sun die alone, which is really unfilial." When it came to the grief, the husband couldn't help but hide his face and weep.

Wu Zixu's face was white and blue, although Sun Wu was the enlightenment teacher of Fucha, but he only taught for a few years, and then he was teaching, and he was the one who assisted Fucha step by step to get to where he is today. But now the husband attributed all the merits to Sun Wu alone, and didn't mention him, he was simply deliberately humiliating him!

Bo Yao took in Wu Zixu's change in his eyes, and smiled secretly, old horseman, you also have today!

He rolled his eyes and arched his hand: "Your Majesty, Lord Sun has the grace of teaching you, although he resigned halfway, he has never forgotten the friendship between the monarch and the minister, teachers and students, even when he is about to die, he also cares about the king, and leaves a codex to help you achieve hegemony, this loyalty is really singable and crying; The minister thought that he should posthumously crown Lord Sun as the Taifu to show his loyalty and courage! ”

Wu Zixu glared at Bo Yao with hatred, his face was extremely ugly, this villain was obviously deliberately embarrassed by himself, everyone knew that when Sun Wu left, he was just a petty official, if he was posthumously named Taifu, he was sweeping his face as the prime minister of the dynasty.

Although he was annoyed in every way, he closed his lips tightly and didn't say a word, just looked at his husband fixedly, he wanted to see if there was still him as a father in his heart!

Fucha also thought of this problem, he not only wanted to seek justice for Sun Wu, but also felt that Wu Zixu still had something to use, especially at this moment, Qi Guo was attacking on a large scale, so it was really inappropriate to cut his face in public, so he hesitated.

"Tick ...... Tick ...... "There was silence all around, only the sound of copper leaking and dripping water on the side of the main hall, indicating that time was passing little by little.

After a long time, the husband finally made a decision, "Master Sun has never valued fame and fortune, and it is just a matter of chasing the Taifu." ”

As soon as Wu Zixu breathed a sigh of relief, he heard his husband's words turn around, "Master Sun is like a god with soldiers, and now he has left a military book to help this king deal with the Qi State, he is really a peerless national soldier, and he should be buried with a national ceremony!" ”

National Gifts...... Wu Zixu's eyelids twitched fiercely, although this grief was not as good as chasing the Taifu, it was also similar.

Bo Yao is the best at observing words and feelings, and immediately understood the scruples and intentions of the husband, and said loudly: "The king is wise, long live, long live, long live!" ”

When he shouted, the rest of the ministers also echoed, and for a while, except for Wu Zixu and a few of his cronies, they all shouted, and the sound of "Long live" resounded in the hall.

Wu Zixu stared blankly at the fucha sitting in the dragon chair, and read from his eyes the pleasure of having the upper hand, it turned out to be ...... Is he already so dissatisfied with himself?

Once upon a time, the husband looked at him with reverence and deference in his eyes; Once upon a time, the husband said that he would respect him as a master and a father for a lifetime, and he would be raised for a hundred years, wearing linen and filial piety.

The result? can't resist a few words of provocation by the villain, and a few wisps of pillow wind by the beauty......

After the next dynasty, Gongsun Li followed Wu Zixu to Xiangguo's mansion, and as soon as he entered the study, he spit out the words that had been held all the way, "Today in the court, the king is praising that Sun Wu in and out of his words, and he doesn't mention Xiangguo, it's just ......" The latter words are a little difficult to speak, and Gongsun Li didn't say it for a long time.

Wu Zixu saw through what he meant, and said astringently: "It's just slapping the old man's face in public, right?" ”

Gongsun Li was silent, and after a while, he couldn't help but say: "Lord Xiangguo, do you really want to let the king mess around and bury Sun Wu of that Laoshizi with a national ceremony?" ”

Wu Zixu looked through the bright and golden spring outside the window, looked at the faintly visible palace, and said with a wry smile: "Can the old man still object?" ”

Gongsun Li was speechless when he asked, what the husband did in the court today was to deliberately lose Zixu's face and embarrass him, how could he take back his fate.

Oppose...... can only attract a reprimand.

After a long silence, Gongsun left and said, "Tomorrow will be the army, Xiangguo really plans to do what the king said?" ”

"He's right." When he said this, a trace of struggle flashed in Wu Zixu's eyes, he didn't accept Sun Wu, but he had to obey, the strategy that Fucha found from the codex was indeed the best way to deal with the Qi army, more thoughtful and careful than he thought, and it was unexpected.

In order to force his husband to kill Gou Jian to prevent future troubles, he threatened not to think about the method of resisting the Qi army, but it was about King Wu Guocun, how could he really ignore it, he had already thought of the method of marching, but now he can't use it.

Gongsun Li didn't know Wu Zixu's thoughts, and said worriedly: "If this battle is won, I'm afraid the king won't take Lord Xiangguo seriously." Speaking of this, his expression moved, and he said softly: "It's better to make a slight change to frustrate the king's pride." ”

Wu Zixu's expression changed, "Do you want the old man to deliberately lose to Qi Guo?" ”

"It's just a little bit of a loss or two halfway, and in the end, of course, it's ......" Before he finished speaking, his face was already hit hard, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

Wu Zixu said with a pale face: "The old man was entrusted by the former king on his deathbed, how could he put the Wu Kingdom and the king in danger for the sake of a momentary mood; This time there is a small punishment and a big warning, and there will be a next time, and it will be dealt with by military law! ”

Gongsun Li was scolded by him and was dripping with cold sweat, and he couldn't care about his hot face, so he hurriedly said: "Humble duty knows mistakes." ”

Wu Zixu snorted coldly and said, "Go and check immediately, how did the king know Sun Wu's whereabouts." ”

"Yes." Gongsun Li said yes and left quickly, which was most of the day, until dusk and sunset, when the tired birds returned to their nests, and did not come back.

After listening to what Gongsun Li inquired about, Wu Zixu said with a gloomy face: "It's Fan Li again, it's really ghostly." ”

"Let's go to war with the Qi State, it's really dangerous to keep such a spy." Gongsun Li had long thought that except for Fan Li, he would not let go of this opportunity.

Wu Zixu's eyes shot a murderous intent, and he said slowly: "It's time to make an end." ”

The next day, Wu Zixu led 50,000 soldiers and horses to Ailing to meet the Qi army, in addition to Gongsun Li's several henchmen, Fan Li was appointed by Wu Zixu as an overseer, accompanied by the expedition.

When the husband knew the news, he was shocked and angry, Fan Li was a guest, although he had never gone out to fight in a war, Wu Zixu's move was clearly to want his life. He knew that Wu Zixu must have found out about the grass house and was angry with Fan Li.

The husband wanted to leave Fan Li behind, but the army had already set out, at this time, the monarch's order may not be good, thought twice, and ordered Fanlou to be the striker, in order to take care of Fan Li.

After several days of travel, the Wu army arrived near Ailing, twenty miles away from the Qi army, that is, a day's footsteps; Wu Zixu suddenly ordered the army to stop and rest in place; At the same time, spies were sent to find out the movements of the Qi army at all times.

After several days of hurrying, the Wu army was already exhausted, and if they met the Qi army at this time, they would have lost three points before they fought; So the priority is not to fight, but to regain strength.

At night, Fanlou and Fan Li discussed how to deal with Wu Zixu in the camp, halfway through speaking, Fanlou suddenly made a silent gesture, and glanced outside the tent, Fan Li looked up, only to see a faint shadow reflected in the tent.

Someone is eavesdropping!

These words quickly flashed in Fan Li's mind, and the next moment, he already had a way to deal with it in his heart, and deliberately said while walking out of the tent: "I will fight with the Qi army tomorrow, and Wu Xiang will definitely send me to fight, although I have learned some self-defense methods, but I have never fought with life and death, how is this good?" ”

Fanlou understood his intentions, and followed his words: "Brother Fan, don't worry, I will fight with you tomorrow, and I will definitely protect your safety." ”

"I'm afraid that Wu Xiang will interfere with you and won't let you fight with me." As he spoke, Fan Li had already come to the door, only an arm's length away from the man, and just as he reached out to grab it, the figure through the thin layer of cloth tent suddenly left.

It's been discovered!

Fan Li was startled, and hurriedly lifted the curtain and chased out, Fanlou followed, and the black shadow in front of him was fast or slow, always maintaining a distance, as if he was deliberately leading them.

After chasing a pillar of incense like this, it was already several miles away from the camp, and the black shadow stopped, and Fanlou quietly held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and said coldly: "Who are you, why did you bring us here?" ”

The black shadow turned around, and a pair of clear eyes were exposed beyond the masked black scarf, "You don't recognize me so soon?" ”

Hearing this familiar voice, Fan Li said in surprise: "Dongyun? Why are you here? ”

The black shadow took off the mask, and sure enough, it was Dong Yun, and she said, "I've always been there, but Mr. doesn't know." ”

Fan Li frowned and said, "Didn't I let you stay in Gusu to take care of Yiguang, why didn't you listen?" ”

"Yiguang is taken care of by King Wu, and it will be fine, but on the other hand, it is on the side of Mr., and there are many crises." Facing Dongyun's words, Fan Li said: "I'm fine here, you go back quickly, in case Yiguang has something to do but can't find anyone, then it's troublesome." ”

Seeing that Fan Li was thinking about Yiguang wholeheartedly regardless of his own safety, Dong Yun couldn't help but feel sour, and couldn't help but say: "Wu Zixu is calculating why he wants his life, and he still calls it okay?" ”

Fanlou heard what she was saying, and said, "What do you know?" ”

Dong Yun nodded, "I overheard him talking to Gongsun Li outside Wu Zixu's tent just now, and tomorrow I will send a team to use as bait to attract the attention of the Qi army, and the army will make a detour to the rear, burning the Qi army's grain and grass, and cutting off their supply; And sir, in that decoy team. ”

Fanlou said: "This is the method taught to him by King Wu, it seems that the front team is the bait, but it is actually the main force; Instead, the one in the back is the bait. ”