Yuguan, Qishan camp marshal tent, the knife and axe hand in front of the tent are lined up in two teams, listed on both sides of the camp gate, there is a big sand table on the tent, and a big copper pot that is boiling, the boiling soup in the copper pot is boiling, like boiling a big pot of beef and mutton, there are only a few and a chair behind the pot, and a thin and tall old man with a beard like a lion on the chair, wearing bronze gluttonous armor, and a seventy pound of gossip knife is inserted behind him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The bearded old man on the seat looked through the cold light, and he was tilting his head and looking at the two people standing under the tent.

The first person is seven feet tall, although he is dressed in prison clothes, but he is very bright, and he is difficult to stand out, and this person is Wei Qi.

And the person behind him, before he entered the account, was already frightened by the power of the knife and axe hands around him, his crotch was ****, and he suddenly fell to the ground with a "snap", sobbing in a low voice, but it was the cell head who escorted the guards.

The bearded old man on the tent seemed to be unable to stand it, and waved his hand impatiently, and a knife and axe man came up from the left and right sides of the tent, and took the left and right hands of the cell head, and dragged him down. Wei Qi didn't panic at all, his eyes were calm, he looked at the person sitting calmly, and said loudly: "Isn't Mu Dashuai trying to imitate that Yang Jingwu to see Li Weigong?" "With his eyes like stars, he stood proudly.

The old marshal is the veteran of the three dynasties of the Qi Dynasty, Mu Yun, the Duke of An Guo of Ping'an Nan and Ding Sanyue. Although Mu Yun was already old at this time, he was still majestic, he saw that Wei Qi was not surprised by his might, he could still be calm, and he was already impressed by the young man in front of him. He knew that Yang Jingwu that Wei Qi said was Yang Su, a famous minister of the Sui Dynasty, and that Li Weigong was the former Tang Dynasty famous general Li Jing Li Yaoshi, legend has it that Li Jing had met Yang Su who had a high position when he was young, and when he first saw him, Yang Su sat casually, but after talking, Yang Su admired Li Jing's talent and learning, so he waited for it.

At this time, Mu Yun heard Wei Qi say this, but he was neither humble nor arrogant, he couldn't help but raise his eyes and said, "How can you kid, dare to call yourself Li Weigong?" ”

Wei Qi was not slow or busy, and said with a smile: "Just rely on the twenty-eight horses of the flying white guard last night......"

At this time, Mu Yun suddenly stood up, interrupted Wei Qi's words, and then shouted to the knife and axe hand under the tent: "Prepare the table." ”

The knife and axe under the tent were ordered, and a pair of table seats were moved, and the side was placed next to the copper pot, opposite to Mu Yun's guest host. There were dishes and flasks on the table, but the dishes were empty.

Mu Yun didn't say much, spread his hands, and made a gesture of invitation, which meant to let Wei Qi sit down.

Wei Qi didn't sit down, just looked left and right. Mu Yun knew what Wei Qi meant, and repelled the others in the tent.

Wei Qi saw that the others retreated, so he hugged his fists, bowed to Mu Yunshen, talked about the hem of his prison clothes, and Shi Shiran sat down at the table.

At this time, Mu Yun also returned to his seat, only to see him take out a paper stick from his sleeve, glanced at Wei Qi, and waved the paper stick casually. But seeing that the paper stick seemed to have wings, it was smooth and smooth to Wei Qi's case, but Wei Qi was not surprised, and when the paper stick was close, his long hand stretched out, as if he had picked off the residual leaves on the side of the tree, and copied the paper stick into his hand. After staring at it, Wei Qi couldn't help but smile on his lips, and then he slapped the paper slip on the case, waiting for Mu Yun to speak.

"You wrote this letter to me?" Mu Yun asked

"Yes!" Wei Qi replied.

"Secluded and trapped in Shanhaiguan for more than a month, why don't you surround it?" Mu Yunlong raised his eyebrows and asked.

Wei Qi replied: "There is a mention in the letter. ”

Mu Yun's beard stood up and shouted, "I want you to answer in person!" ”

"Wait for me to disappear." Wei Qi replied generously.

"What is elimination? What is long? Mu Yun said.

"Shandong floods, the winter is particularly huge in need of grain, coupled with the rich merchants in Jiangzhou because of the rise in grain and stockpiling grain, and the winter army soldiers are homesick, the Qi army is mostly Jin and Hebei people, Liaodong is not the homeland, and the morale is declining. This is the elimination of our army. At this time, he suddenly stood up, grabbed the chopsticks on the desk, strode to the sand table, and said: "Fusang and Youyan are on both sides of the peninsula, if Goryeo and Baekje are not down, Fusang will help Youyan." At this time, Yuyan was able to besiege the city for a long time, because Fuso was supplied by sea, and it was the length of the enemy's army. As he spoke, he used the chopsticks in his hand as a flag and inserted them in the sand table to represent Fusang and the ancient places.

After hearing this, Mu Yun was silent, got up and walked to the sand table, seemed to think for a long time, and then stretched out his index finger, drew a line on the sand table, and said: "If I am the wolf lord and rashly send troops, then Fusang and Huanggu can attack my rear." ”

Wei Qi pulled out a chopstick at this time, drew a circle, and said: "Secluded and fierce, but it is fishing and hunting for a living, although Liaodong is in his hands, but it is mainly looting, and it is difficult to operate." Although Liaodong is large, the foundation of seclusion is still in Shangjing, so Shangjing cannot be lost. Then the chopsticks in his hand pointed to the side, and said: "Although Fusang is a small country, but now it is unified, coupled with the excavation of Yinshan, it naturally has the heart of the outer map, but its soldiers are outnumbered, and it is rash to land in naval battles. ”

Mu Yun frowned and continued: "In this way, Fusang Youyan will have the possibility of an alliance, and the ancient people will be oppressed by the ancient people, and at this time, it is a war, and the recruitment of cattle and horses should be inevitable, and the Youyan will increase the monitoring of the ancient people." ”

Wei Qi said: "Therefore, although the two armies are facing each other now, they just need to wait for the opportunity. ”

Seeing this, Mu Yun sighed and said, "Therefore, you said in your letter: Although the mountains and seas are solid, they are not golden. That's what it means? ”

When Wei Qi heard this, he bowed slightly.

Mu Yun smiled bitterly, suddenly raised his big hand, patted Wei Qi on the shoulder, and sighed: "Lingyun's vision is really good." As he spoke, he suddenly reached into the pot, boiled the soup, grabbed a large piece of beef from the pot, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, and before Wei Qi could react, Mu Yun grabbed another piece of beef and threw it on the sand table.

Wei Cheng was not surprised by the old man's anti-heat kung fu, he only felt that the old man's expression was indifferent, his hands were greasy, and when he was happy at the moment, he was even more reckless, he was indeed a man of temperament, and he was relieved in his heart. When I thought of the word "Lingyun" that the old man said, my heart was darkened a lot.

I saw that Mu Yun's piece of beef was just thrown at Jinzhou City, four hundred miles outside Shanhaiguan, and with a wave of his big hand, a few droplets of oil flew up, and his beard flew and said: "If you get Jinzhou, you will share the horns with Shanhaiguan, and you can defend and then advance, and advance inch by inch." ”

Wei Qi frowned, glanced at the boiling soup in a blink of an eye, and knew that he had lost most of his skills at the moment, and he would never be able to grab meat in the pot at will like Mu Yun without hurting it. So he looked left and right, and strode towards Mu Yun's desk, grabbed the chopsticks on Mu Yun's table, and before returning to the sand table, he inserted a chopstick on the sand table, which was two hundred miles outside Shanhaiguan, Ningyuan, where Jinzhou and Shanhaiguan were boundary. Wei Qi breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "With this place, you can be safe." ”

Mu Yun saw that he didn't go into the pot to grab meat, and he knew in his heart that most of the martial arts of the young man in front of him had been lost, and when he saw him using his chopsticks as a flag, he was generous and generous, and he was not pretentious, so he liked it a little more. At this time, he looked at the place where Wei Qi was pointing, pondered intently, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh and said, "Ning Yuan? But...... The city here is low, and it is not an important town, so why is it designed here? ”

Wei Qi smiled slightly, and said: "The kid was lonely when he was young, he was exiled to the outside of the pass, and he had a good impression of the small city of Ningyuan, which is surrounded by mountains on three sides. And to the east of this island, there is an island named Juehua, if you transfer to the navy, you can be a horn, sea and land together. ”

Mu Yun asked, "Where does the food come from?" ”

Wei Qi was calm: "By sea, from Dengzhou to Juehua." ”

Mu Yun nodded, and asked again: "If the enemy army rushes to the city, how can you resist the enemy?" ”

Wei Qi said: "The Francois Hongyi cannon, Ningyuan City is ten miles around, and twenty cannons can be erected. ”

Mu Yun asked, "Who can guard." ”

Wei Qi breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "General, Wei Qi can bear it, and Xiang Youer can also do it." Soldiers, according to the land. ”

Mu Yun's eyes shone brightly, and he praised: "Good strategy!" What a guts! Then how to take Ning Yuan? ”

Wei Qi was not afraid at all: "War is a gamble, and at this moment it depends on the destiny of General Fei Bai Weilong." ”

Mu Yun's eyes turned fierce at this time, and he drank: "Aren't your fellow party Xiang You'er also out of the customs?" ”

Wei Qi calmly responded: "Xiang You'er is a general, if I plan to do everything, I can cut off the grain and grass." But if there is no dragon flying white, one cannot be the name of the army, the second is not able to serve the border generals, and the third is not able to wear full merit. His response was sonorous and powerful, but his sentences were as confident as an axe and chisel.

When Mu Yun heard this, he unconsciously stared at Ning Yuan's place, counted in his heart, suddenly sighed dejectedly, walked back to his seat, sat down, and after a while, he supported his seat and said to himself: "It seems that my old barbarian is really old, aren't these teenagers who will sit in this seat in the future?" ”

Wei Qi didn't answer, just silently returned to his banquet, drank a glass of wine himself, and sipped lightly.

Mu Yun squinted his eyes at this time, his eyes were cold and cold, and he said slowly: "Why don't you tell Shi Xinfen these truths?" ”

Wei Qi drank the wine in the cup, and the corners of his mouth grinned, as if he was spicy by this strong wine. Suddenly, Wei blushed on his face, his demeanor was flying, and he praised: "Good wine!" Drinking is like a long knife cutting the throat, swallowing like ten thousand arrows piercing the abdomen! The wine in the marshal's tent should be the army's favorite knife like burning, and the wine in the general's tent ...... Hehe, I'm afraid it's back to the cold wine. Although they are all fine wines, the taste is different, and the mood is naturally different. Shi Xin's talent is reckless, he only likes to form a tough village and fight in a daze, so my truth naturally can't be said to him. I only know that An Guogong is a fierce general in the world, and he has been a vanguard general since he joined the army at the age of fourteen, and he has always been the main battle and not the main defense. Speaking of which, he was questioning An Guogong.

Unexpectedly, Mu Yun was not annoyed, with a wave of his big hand, a trace of extremely incomprehensible sadness flashed in his eyes, he seemed to be unwilling to see it, turned his eyes to look at his thick-backed knife, stretched out his fingers and flicked the back of the knife, and said: "I don't like to go around the intestines, let's just say, since you give me advice, you must have something to ask me." It doesn't hurt to say so. ”