Hearing that the head of the Zhao family mentioned the heart-washing pool, everyone immediately pricked up their ears and wanted to hear what this world's number one scholar had to say.

"The Heart-Washing Pond is just an ordinary pool of lake water, and whether you can truly cleanse your heart depends on yourself."

Although everyone understands this truth, when they heard this sentence coming out of the mouth of the head of the Zhao family, these students still showed a look of disappointment.

"Although the heart washing pool does not have its literal miraculous effect, when you really step into it for this purpose, you have already begun the process of cleansing your soul. If you don't have a heart that worries about the country and the people, how can you resist the biting cold? What you thought in your heart at that hour just now, you must remember it in your heart for the rest of your life, and this is the meaning of the heart washing pool. ”

In the main hall, there was silence, all the students fell into deep thought, and the light in their eyes gradually became clear.

"Hey, it seems that compared to Zhao Da's sacrificial wine, I'm really not a teaching material." Liu He, who was sitting on the roof of the main hall, listened to the Zhao family's master's meticulous seduction, laughed at himself, and disappeared without a trace in a flash.

Since entering Yizhou, Liu Zhang's remnants have been swept away by Liu He and Zhuge Liang.

Although he knows that behind this calm, there will inevitably be undercurrents, but for Liu He, the harmony on the surface is much better than the dispute on the table, at least let those people see that after Yizhou changes hands, the previous peaceful days are still there, and they will not make too many waves.

Seeing that the political situation in Yizhou was becoming more and more stable, and the operation of the Moling Palace was also on the right track, Liu He put his energy into the next major event, the capture of Hanzhong.

Hanzhong is a magical place, and Zhang Lu, who is divided here, does not rely on hard fists, but on the world-famous Wudou Rice Sect.

Don't look at the name of the Wudou Rice Sect is not very majestic, but it has an extremely long history in Hanzhong, and the people in Hanzhong are almost all members of the Wudou Rice Sect, and Zhang Lu is the third-generation leader of the Wudou Rice Sect.

The previous generation of sectarians advocated that Heng was his father, and the previous generation of sect leaders, that is, Zhang Daoling, the founder of the Wudou Mi Sect, was his grandfather.

A warlord who divides one side, and at the same time is the head of the most popular religious organization in the local area, Zhang Lu's rule in Hanzhong can be described as impregnable, unless Zhang Lu's forces are annihilated in one fell swoop, otherwise as long as Zhang Lu raises his arms, the people of Hanzhong will rise up, no matter who you are, copy the guy and do it with you.

But what Zhang Lu never expected was that what he thought was invincible suddenly became precarious.

Cao Cao in the north and Liu Bei in the south actually sent troops together at the same time and went straight to his Hanzhong.

Zhang Lu really couldn't figure it out, Cao Cao and Liu Bei should be very clear, even if they are strong, it will be difficult to subdue Hanzhong in one place, after all, the people of Hanzhong don't recognize Prime Minister Cao Cheng, let alone Uncle Liu Huang, in their eyes, there is only the Five Doumi Sect.

In this situation, even if one of the parties captures Hanzhong, the attitude of the people who are not convinced is doomed to not be able to truly divide Hanzhong into their own territory, and the members of the Wudoumi Sect are bound to defend the sect to the death, and if they want to capture Hanzhong, they will definitely pay a tragic price.

This kind of thankless thing, I don't know which string in the brains of the two bigwigs didn't tie well, and they were confused at the same time.

Zhang Lu, who has been in Hanzhong all his life, will certainly not understand the far-sighted strategic vision of the two bigwigs Cao Liu.

What is Hanzhong? It is a necessary place to enter Yizhou and is known as the gateway to Yizhou.

Whose hands Hanzhong falls into will determine whose hands the initiative between Cao and Liu in the confrontation situation will ultimately be in their hands, as for Hanzhong Taishou Zhang Lu, the two of them did not take him seriously at all at the beginning of the fight.

Of course, both sides also know that it will be extremely difficult to attack Hanzhong, but for the sake of the general trend in the future, it is obvious that this battle for Hanzhong is inevitable.

The competition between Hanzhong is not only a competition between the two sides in terms of strength, but also in terms of speed, competing with each other.

Sending troops from Chengdu to Hanzhong, the mountains are high and the road is far away, far from Cao Cao's army from Chang'an directly transfer troops fast, but Cao Cao's territory of the military food, need to be transferred from the northeast rear, this extremely long supply line, compared to Liu Beijun from Chengdu to Hanzhong, the road is more far, it can be said that there is no advantage, if according to the book of war, the army did not move the grain and grass first, Cao Cao's army, on the whole, is at a disadvantage.

One side is short of troops, the other side is in supply difficulties, both sides know that the key to this battle is to see who can win the entire battle in the shortest possible time.

Today, Zhuge Liang's mansion ushered in a rare guest.

"Tomorrow, our army will send troops to Hanzhong, how can you still be so leisurely?" Zhuge Liang looked at the rare guest who had never taken the initiative to come to the door since he entered Chengdu and said.

Liu He crossed Erlang's legs, picked up a cup of tea and tasted it slowly, closed his eyes and savored it, and said regretfully: "Tea is good tea, but it's a pity that I owe some fire." ”

Zhuge Liang threw the tea set in his hand on the table, and said angrily: "The first time I came to the door, I asked me to cook tea for you by myself, and now I am still picking." You shouldn't have come to me today just for tea, right? ”

"Those who know me, Brother Kong Ming." Liu He smiled evilly and put the teacup on the table, "I'm here to say hello to you today, I'm going to go to Hanzhong first." ”

Zhuge Liang was shocked when he heard this, "Our army will set off tomorrow, and you ...... at this time."

Liu He pulled Zhuge Liang over, beckoned him to sit down, and said calmly: "Don't worry, listen to me finish speaking." The plan to send troops remains unchanged, and when the hour arrives tomorrow, you will lead the troops and set off. ”

Hearing that the original plan had not been changed because of this, Zhuge Liang breathed a sigh of relief, he thought about it for a while, looked at Liu He, and asked, "What did you do when you went to Hanzhong?" ”

"Find someone." Liu He poured a cup of tea and handed it to Zhuge Liang's hand.

Zhuge Liang took the tea, but his brows furrowed, "Who is worthy of you at this time, risking your life and entering Hanzhong to visit in person?" ”

Liu He didn't answer Zhuge Liang's question directly, but asked instead: "You said that the twelve horsemen of the Tianji Battalion are not majestic?" ”