When Zhang Han was in Lizhuang, there were often poor and sour talents who came to join him, mainly because Zhang Han's image and mysterious luck were involved, which led to many scholars being willing to join him.

If there is an error in judgment in the publicly declared major events, this will be very detrimental to Zhang Han's image, which can be regarded as a considerable loss.

As soon as he heard that Cheng Fang's tirade was what Zhang Han said, Yang Yi didn't even have the heart to refute, and sat at the table with a blink of eyes, speechless for a long time.

"What we have to do or what we have to do." Cheng Fang couldn't bear it when he saw this, he could also understand Yang Yi's mentality, everyone came from the same camp, but the psychological feeling was a little different from the things he adhered to, and it was not a difference in Taoism.

At that moment, Cheng Fang instead comforted Yang Yidao: "The adults also said that it is just an inference, and it will happen for at least three or four months, so the discussion of breaking the siege of the Thirteen Mountains can still be discussed by Chen Gao, but whether it is allowed or not, what kind of way can it be achieved, and wait to see." ”

"That's all it can be." Yang Yi replied with a heavy heart.

……

Time moved forward slowly but firmly, and more than a month had passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, Sun Chengzong had already left Liaoxi with Mao Yuanyi and others and returned to his hometown in Gaoyang. Mao Yuanyi went to Beijing to see some old acquaintances, Pan Heng took a boat from Tongzhou to the south after a period of time, arrived in Nanjing, stayed in Nanjing for a period of time and then traveled around the south of the Yangtze River, his official position is Sun Chengzong to protect the general, no new military exploits are hung with the title of general and do not have to go to the post, it is equivalent to getting a court official position on the body, it is more convenient to walk everywhere.

If he is in Beijing, Mao Yuanyi's status as a general is still somewhat useful, and the status of the military general in the northern border town area is still slightly positive.

But Mao Yuanyi is going to the south of the Yangtze River, and the prosperity of the literary style of this dynasty is nothing more than the southern Jiangsu of Su Songchang and other provinces, as well as the eastern part of Zhejiang, and then Jiangxi, which are all major scientific research provinces, and they are also places where outstanding talents and talents come out in large numbers. Everywhere in the south of the Yangtze River, the famous scribes are also highly respected, and even the poets and prostitutes in the painting boats on the Qinhuai River respect those scribes with literary names, and they may not pay much attention to officials or anything, not to mention that Mao Yuanyi is hung with the rank of a martial artist, for him, it is not a plus at all, but a minus.

Fortunately, before going north, Mao Yuanyi made a great reputation in the south of the Yangtze River, and his talent and learning were very mixed, of course, not only a kind of military theory, poetry and songs, all kinds of poems, and the family was also quite wealthy, at least with the prices and living standards of Nanjing, Mao Yuanyi once lingered on the banks of the Qinhuai River to chase joy and laughter, and ordinary people really couldn't afford it.

When he was young, he took two famous prostitutes as concubines on the riverside, and because he went north to pursue fame and wealth, he was also left in his hometown.

When I took a boat south from Tongzhou, I looked at the river flowing under my feet, and I almost felt like I was in a different world.

When the boat arrived at the riverside, there was a light snow in Jiangbei, and the time had just reached the end of September, and it was not yet October, and even Jiangbei, which was across the river, had already fallen with snow.

The boat sailed on the river, the gray-yellow water waves around the hull of the boat continued to surge, and the sandbar covered with snow could be seen everywhere in the center of the river, the aquatic plants were withered and yellow, and the reeds were only left with withered yellow reed poles.

Somehow, Mao Yuanyi suddenly remembered the defeat of Liuhe.

Although it was summer, it was expected that this would be the case by the Liuhe River, where the waves crashed on the shore, and there were aquatic weeds and reeds everywhere, and the waterfowl streaked across the sky like the waterfowl in front of them

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