Chapter 102: The Wind Rises, and the Son of Heaven spreads his wings

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Summer does not sleep on stones, autumn does not sleep on boards. For Jia Xu, who even dreams of living a long life, no matter how hot the weather is, he will never drink cold water. As soon as his thin fingers touched the melon, which was still exuding cool air, he immediately retracted it.

Looking at Jia Xu's cautious expression, Han Jun shook his head with a wry smile, and said lazily: "What does Wen He think about intelligence warfare?" ā€

"Intelligence warfare?"

Jia Xu repeated it with a stunned face, frowned and thought for a while before he understood, and said in a deep voice: "The art of war is cloudy, you know yourself and your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles." I don't know who I am, I don't know myself, I will die in every battle. In my humble opinion, if we can perceive the enemy's situation and anticipate the enemy first, although we may not be invincible, we will certainly enable our army to grasp the opportunity and dominance, or at least be invincible. ā€

Han Jun nodded, and asked Gao Shun again, "What does Peping think?" ā€

Gao Shun stood up and said in a deep voice: "Ming Jun is a virtuous general, so he wins by moving, and success comes from the many, and the prophet is also." The prophet shall not be taken from the spirits, nor from the likeness, nor from the degree, but from men, and from the enemy. In the end, I thought that what Mr. Wenhe said was extremely true. In the battle of Muye, the warrior king had few soldiers and the merchants were powerful, but Zhou finally agreed on behalf of the Central Plains, although the battle time, but also rely on the people's strategy, if there are no hundreds of thousands of slaves in front of the rebellion, there will be no two weeks and eight hundred years of country! The use of the intermittent and the negative is crucial to the victory or defeat of the war, and it can even be said to be pivotal. The last general once heard that the secluded scouts are the best in the world, so it is not difficult to see that the lord attaches great importance to the role of intelligence in scouts. ā€

Han Jun smiled self-deprecatingly, "The secluded scout is the best in the world? It's not even close! ā€

He asked Gao Shundao again: "What does Pepin think the strongest scout should be?" ā€

Gao Shun groaned: "Brave and brave, not afraid of death, bold and careful, reckless, thousands of miles without tireless hard work." Hidden behind enemy lines, it is as quiet as a virgin, and running in front of the battle is as moving as a rabbit. ā€

Han Jun asked Jia Xu again, "What Peping said, can Wen He agree?" ā€

Jia Xu squinted his eyes and nodded, "General Gao is a veteran general on the battlefield, who has been in battle for a long time, has rich experience, and has single-handedly brought out the world-famous trap camp, and his thoughts are naturally thoughtful." But a wise man must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts, and he thinks that General Gao has neglected the most important point. ā€

"Oh?"

Gao Shun raised his eyebrows, looked at Jia Xu and arched his hand: "Please also ask Mr. Wenhe for advice!" ā€

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

Jia Xu bowed back, but his expression was extremely serious, and he said slowly: "Reprimand, degree." Wait, keep also, look also. The strength of the scout lies not in seeing and listening to all directions, but in being loyal and unyielding. If the scout is used well, it is tantamount to holding a divine weapon in his hand, and he is invincible wherever he passes. But if the scout is used by the enemy, the consequences are unimaginable. Therefore, His Majesty suggested that if the lord wants to refine the scout camp into an invincible blade, he should first refine the soul and then the body, first refine the heart and then the bone, and only in this way can he ensure that the blade is in his hand and will not be used by the enemy! ā€

Jia Xu's words shocked Han Jun's spirits, and he clapped his hands and exclaimed: "I am extremely glad that Mr. Wenhe is now his own person and not an enemy. ā€

Jia Xu hurriedly arched his hand and said: "It is the duty of the minister to worry about the lord and solve the problem, and he should not be praised by the lord!" ā€

Han Jun stood up, paced back and forth with his hands behind his back for two steps, and muttered, "Mr. Wenhe's 'sharp blade' is very appropriate, but I also want to go one step further to define the scout camp I need, and that is the 'killer weapon'!" What is a killer feature? Raid and sabotage, assassinate and kidnap, steal intelligence, and turn the tide when necessary, and decide the direction of the big battlefield with a small part of the force! Pepin, can you help me train such a team of heavenly gods? ā€

Gao Shun's face tightened, and he said solemnly: "The end will be determined to be dead!" ā€

Han Jun wiped his hands, stood up and said in a deep voice: "I intend to set up a Shadow Pavilion dedicated to intelligence search, and Mr. Wenhe is fully responsible. The establishment of the Sharp Blade Battalion of Special Operations Forces was carried out under the direct responsibility of Pepin. I will give orders to the three armies, and the personnel are at your disposal, and the money and food are at your disposal, to meet all your needs as much as possible! I give you the greatest trust, unconditional trust! However, I hope that one day in the future, I want to know what the surname of an ordinary old man in the countryside is and how many people there are in the family, and the Shadow Pavilion can give me accurate information. When I wanted to meet this old man, the Blade Battalion was able to bring him to me unscathed in the shortest possible time! Can you do it? ā€

Jia Xu and Gao Shun glanced at each other, and clenched their fists together to receive their orders.

Compared with Zhao Yun, Zhang Jaw and other Han Jun's old subordinates, Gao Shun was newly surrendered not long ago, and it was when he was in a hurry to make contributions and prove himself, and he could get Han Jun's trust and respect, so he naturally would not be ignorant.

Jia Xu didn't have Gao Shun's urgent desire, but he knew very well in his heart that if Han Jun could say such things in front of them, he would never allow them to refuse. Although it is not uncommon to use the intermittent probe, it is definitely not a glorious thing to pass it out. After all, how could Han Jun, who refused to let go even thousands of miles away, let go of the people and things on his own territory?

Chang'an, Taiwei's Mansion.

Li Ru, who was sleeping on a simple straw mat, suddenly woke up from a nightmare, in which he was walking on the way to Weiyang Palace, but above the northern sky, a black dragon suddenly fell from the sky and rushed straight to the door in front of him......

Coughing violently for a while, Wu Zi was panting in fear, and Li Ru only felt a flustered heart. couldn't bear to wake up his wife who was sleeping next to the pillow, Li Ru slowly and carefully got up, moved to the table, poured a glass of water and drank two sips, which made him feel much more comfortable.

After leading the Xiliang army to Chang'an for the second time, Li Ru ascended to the sky in one step. Cong Dong's court felons who hid in Tibet turned into the three dukes of the Han Dynasty. But all this is so illusory for Li Ru that it can't give him any sense of security. So although he is now in a high position, he still eats chaff and coarse linen clothes, and he doesn't dare to be half proud.

There were many young maids in the mansion, but he didn't even look at them, and sent them all out. His wife, Dong, is no longer young, and some time ago she was frightened and scared with him, and she suffered a lot, and she looked more than ten years old.

The huge Taiwei Mansion is empty and cold, although it is the height of summer, but walking inside, it is like falling into an ice cave.

Li Ru walked casually while coughing, and what he was thinking about in his mind was still the dream just now.

It's a dream, but it's so real. The dragon is illusory, but it's so clear.

The sound of dull footsteps came from far and near, Li Ru slowly raised his head, the essence of his slender eyes flashed, and he stopped, waiting for him to insert the eyeliner in the palace.

"Captain Yu, today Liu Yu entered the palace and discussed with the Son of Heaven for a long time. When he left the palace, although Liu Yu pretended to be calm, according to reliable information, his eyes were red and swollen, and he seemed to have cried. ā€

"Oh?"

Li Ru raised his eyebrows and said to himself, "Liu Yu? This is a man to count on. Liu Xie, Liu Xie, are you still unwilling to give up? ā€

The eyeliner stood obediently to the side, with no joy or sadness on his face.

Li Ru pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Send someone to closely monitor Liu Yu, and from now on, pay attention to all the people who have dealings with him!" Don't let any of them go! Remember, don't startle a snake until I give the order. I'm looking forward to how many people will be tempted to jump out of the net! ā€

After Liu Yucong Youzhou returned to Chang'an, he has always behaved very low-key. Although his status is noble, whether it is Dong Zhuo's abuse of power or Wang Yun's government, he has no intention of interfering in the government, and in the end, he simply used the excuse of recuperation and closed his door, so that many people forgot that before Li Ru took power, he was the rightful captain of the Han Dynasty.

After returning from Cong Gongzhong, Liu Yu locked himself in the study and did not show up for a day.

It wasn't until the evening that Liu Yu finally pushed open the door, and with a dark face, he called Liu He, who had been guarding the door, in.

Wenjun Liquor is one of the most famous liquor shops in Chang'an. The scale is not too big, and the quality of the wine is not too good, but the business is surprisingly good.

Zhuo Wenjun sold wine and became famous all over the world. And the wine lady of Wenjun's wine shop is rumored to be the descendant of Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun. And this beautiful wine brewing is also the reason why Wenjun wine is popular.

The drinkers who drink the most every day and have the most generous shots, after the wine shop closes, will stay here and spend the night with Sima Liquor Lady.

Liu He, the most typical red second-generation of Dahan, is a frequent customer of Wenjun Liquor Shop and one of Sima Jiuniang's biggest benefactors. Liu He, who is rich and powerful, has an elegant bearing, and has a good appearance, has not patronized the wine shop for a while, so when he appeared in the wine shop, all the drinkers who knew him let out a sad cry, knowing in their hearts that tonight's mandarin ducks playing in the water would not have their share.

Of course, in today's Chang'an City, there are many people who disdain Liu He. Coincidentally, today Liu He just met such an opponent.

Li Ye, with a rough appearance, a beard on his face, and a voice as heavy as a bell, compared to Liu He's style of Pianpian Gongzi, they are completely two extremes. But, like Liu He, he also has a good father, at least for now.

Glaring at Liu He with disdain, Li Ye grabbed the coarse porcelain bowl, raised his neck and drank it all, wiped his mouth and snorted coldly: "Your subordinates are defeated, and you are making a fool of yourself again?" ā€

Unusually, Liu He didn't go against him, but walked over with a smile, sat down opposite Li Ye and said: "It's just a vulgar fan and a prostitute who laughs along the street, but is it worth Li Shaojun's lingering?" ā€

Li Ye glared and said angrily: "Are you laughing at me for being from a humble background and having never seen the world?" ā€