In order to show the importance he attaches to Xi Zhicai, Han Yuan specially instructed Zhu Lun, the commander of the guards, to arrange Xi Zhicai on the side of his house before staying overnight, so that he could have a chance to talk at night. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It is not the ancient ministers and generals, they are all talking about their ambitions while drinking and having fun with the monarch, and the monarch also has to hold hands and take care of each other, to complain about a big grievance, and then the two pity each other, can't help but complain to each other, and fall asleep.

In the middle of the night, when he didn't know what was going on, the advisor suddenly sang, "True Lord! ”

And the monarch likewise agreed: "Help me to achieve great things, and this person will too." ”

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How to let Xi Zhi know his own strengths and weaknesses, and how to make himself clear about the depth of Xi Zhicai, it depends on this night!

Han Yuan, who smashed his lips, restrained the corners of his mouth that were hooked because he had a little evil thoughts, let go of his spirit and probed the remote room for a while, and knew from the law of breathing that he hadn't fallen asleep yet, so he picked up a pot of wine that had been prepared a long time ago and two small wine bottles, and walked away.

The history books are almost Guo Jia and Mu Ling's drama talents, he must be good at this, and his style must be very casual, so Han Yuan has no intention of sitting upright, just put on a robe, and stepped out of the door bar in a nondescript manner.

Coincidentally, I saw Xi Zhicai sitting at the window looking at the moonlight.

"Mr. Xi, make a fuss?"

Han Yuan, who smiled slightly, did not have any old-fashioned words, and raised the small wine jug in his hand in the words of later generations and asked.

"Huh? Then make trouble, make a fuss. ”

Xi Zhicai didn't react for a while, and when he saw Han Yuan raise the wine jug in his hand, he replied with a light smile.

And Han Yuan's relaxed and kind style is a plus in his heart.

"You're going to be slower."

Xi Zhicai was not a strong figure, so he crookedly carried a big table out and put it in the middle of the courtyard gate, seeing his posture that was about to flash his waist, Han Yuan really smiled.

"Wait for me."

Han Yuan, who put the wine jug and two small wine bottles on the table, gently put his hand on Xi Zhicai's shoulder, and stopped his move to go back to the house to move the stool, and from the open window, Han Yuan, who jumped into the house, did not pay attention to the thick smile in Xi Zhicai's eyes behind him.

"We have to march tomorrow, so the wine, just a pot, you and I can have an appetizer."

Han Yuan, who placed the two stools side by side, said softly while pouring the wine in the jug into the wine bottle.

"Hehe, wouldn't the general smell the wine and not get drunk, everyone will get drunk, and asking for drunk is only a way to drink."

is still the high level of drama Zhicai, and his sip of literary persuasion made Han Yuan feel as comfortable as a spring breeze, and at the same time, he further realized the elegance of ancient intellectuals.

"Of course, getting drunk is also a great joy in life, and when the general settles everything, remember to owe a certain meal of wine."

Just when Han Yuan smashed his lips and didn't know how to answer these cold words, the drama Zhi who had changed his tone picked up the wine bottle, and put it on his lips with a smile and took a sip.

"When you arrive in Qingzhou, as long as there is no war, what if you accompany Mr. to feast and drink every night!"

Han Yuan, who heard what he said, took the wine bottle in his hand and drank it all, and said his heart with a smile.

Feasting at night? You have to stay in our army to do something like this, don't you?

"I don't know what the general thinks of Qingzhou Thorn Shi Jiaohe?"

Regarding Han Yuan's words, Xi Zhicai, who was just smiling, did not answer, but asked about the next marching strategy.

The meat show is coming!

Hearing Xi Zhicai ask for his plan for the future for the first time, Han Yuan knew that this was a more in-depth test of himself, although the strategist was powerful and could take care of all the plans of the lord, but at least the lord must have a level above the level line, there is no level of the level, go home as soon as possible to farm and sell sweet potatoes, talk about dominating the world.

"Qingzhou Thorn Shi Jiaohe, cowardly, not good at fighting, or can take a mountain in Qingzhou, gather the displaced people, gather people's hearts, and wait for the time."

This is the truth in Han Yuan's heart, let's talk about it for a few years, and wait for Dong Fat to mess up the imperial capital before talking about the issue of occupying the city, otherwise the bright yellow turban halo on his head has really become a good place for the rebels from all over the country to brush up their reputation.

Especially at this moment, although the Han Ting is crumbling, after all, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and it is not too simple to kill a local rebel army.

As for the accurate plan, he doesn't have much, and now he refers to the development strategy of the Baibo and Montenegrin armies evolved by the Yellow Turban Army in later generations.

"What if you call each other?"

didn't say whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied, but the frowning brows seemed to indicate that he didn't agree with Han Yuan's simple idea.

"Jiao He, you can't win in a hurry. What's more, Dong Zhuo was defeated first, but I was afraid that Huangfu Song would directly let go of the golden dragon of the jade seal and attack Guangzong. ”

The result of the assault is naturally self-evident, so Jiao He must not be able to fight down, otherwise he will have to go back to his home immediately, and when the time comes, he will be cut off by the grandmaster Huangfu Song and go to Jingguan.

Although he has a certain amount of confidence in his own strength, he is still not strong enough to change the final outcome of the Yellow Turban Army, so the shameful strategy of avoiding war is his only choice now.

At that time, Zhang Jiao will be directly gameover in Guangzong, that is, there will be no Zhang Jiao in the world, and the era of Qu Shuai being the overlord will come.

After listening to what Han Yuan said, Xi Zhicai was silent for a while, his eyes staring at the wine bottle that was turning in his hand, as if he was making a final thought.

And Han Yuan, at the moment, also has no intention of drinking, he knows that this is Xi Zhicai making the final decision, maybe this decision is only one of the countless decisions in Xi Zhicai's life, but for Han Yuan, it is a decision that has a great impact on him, after all, the power of a top strategist cannot be described in words.

And Xi Zhicai is a top strategist!

With Xi Zhicai, maybe his future development will be several times faster, not to mention, the Xi Zhicai who is backed by Yingchuan Academy has a large number of relatives and friends who have not left the mountain, which is a valuable asset for Han Yuan today.

A quiet town, a calm courtyard, Han Yuan can even hear the sound of his heart beating clearly, this is the first Da Na he has met, I hope not to fail.

At this moment, Han Yuan really felt that it was a wrong decision to drink and talk tonight, maybe he would have more points to let him get in touch with his style of doing things again?

This hastily decided future, even he seems to be a little dissatisfied, not to mention this top strategist who can see through the trend of the world for at least ten years at a glance, Xi Zhicai?

Han Yuan, who was already in turmoil, was waiting for Xi Zhicai's final decision.