For the next day and night, Wei Ba was busy in the workshop, and he no longer had time to sit down and think about it. On the morning of the third day, 20,000 pages of ledger pages were completed, and at the same time, ten beautifully made abacus were completed, which were sent to Nanzheng City by Steward Chen, and then to various counties. Steward Chen has been a steward in the Wei family for many years, and he is naturally no stranger to accounting, and it is much more appropriate for him to handle it than Wei Ba himself.

When the matter came to an end, Wei Ba felt the tiredness from his bones. He returned to the small courtyard where he lived, slept beautifully, and slept until the early morning of the next day, when he was refreshed.

In the following days, Wei Ba stayed in the manor, except for going to Tiezuo to care about the improvement of new weapons, he spent most of his time reading books in the study in the backyard. After reading the books roughly, he went to the Taishou Mansion in Nanzheng City. There are archives of official documents exchanged over the years in the Taishou Mansion, and he can understand the current basic situation of this shijie, especially Shu Han, by reading a large number of these official documents.

He soon found a treasure in these official documents: the handwritten letter of Prime Minister Zhuge Liang.

The reason why these handwritten letters are regarded as treasures is not because this is a celebrity book that can be worth a lot of money, but because Zhuge Liang's calligraphy is very distinctive. Although this person is not a demon, he is really a rare talent, and he can quickly learn anything. He is not famous for his articles, but he is also not famous for his calligraphy, but his calligraphy attracted Wei Ba at a glance among many official documents, and the kind of dignified and steady official book made Wei Ba love it all at once.

So Wei Ba had one more thing to do: copying Zhuge Liang's calligraphy.

Time passed quickly, and a month later, Wei Ba received news from Wei Yan that Prime Minister Zhuge Liang's army had arrived in Canyang, and asked him to rush to Canyang as soon as possible. Wei Ba didn't dare to slack off, so he immediately cleaned up, took Wei Wu, Dunwu and others, and hurried to Chuyang.

When he arrived in Cangyang, it was already evening, standing outside the city of Cangyang, looking at the layers of military camps under Yangping Mountain, looking at the battle flags illuminated by the sunset, and listening to the sound of war drums in the distance, Wei Ba suddenly became a little excited. He is about to see the legendary Prime Minister Zhuge and is about to participate in the Northern Expedition in full swing. Even though he was accustomed to seeing all kinds of grand scenes, and knew that Shu Han's Liliang was far less powerful than Cao Wei, and even the weakest one among the Three Kingdoms, but when the camp of 100,000 people was so frankly laid out in front of him, he still felt that the scene was extremely spectacular and breathtaking.

"It's fucking shocking." Wei Ba said to himself.

Wei Wu was also stunned for a long time, smacked his lips, and said with emotion: "There are so many people." ”

Compared with the rarity and strangeness of these brothers, Dunwu, who had experienced the battle of Hanzhong with Wei Yan ten years ago, seemed relatively calm, but there was a little sadness between his eyebrows. "Young master, this is probably all the liliang that my big man can mobilize. With all our might, if we win, of course, there is no problem, but if we lose, I am afraid that we will no longer be able to mobilize so many large armies for the Northern Expedition. ”

Wei Ba's eyes tightened and he looked at Dunwu. I can't see that this young man, who usually doesn't talk much, still has such a vision. Yes, Zhuge Liang's first Northern Expedition was the largest one, and the loss was also the largest, and several major battles in the future, although the losses were not large, but the accumulation was not a small amount, in a word, there was no time to have the strength of this Northern Expedition. After Zhuge Liang's death, in the era of Jiang Wei, it became weaker and weaker, and when the country was destroyed, there were only 100,000 soldiers in the entire Shu Han.

However, there are not many people who can see this now, and Dunwu can understand it because he has been rolling in the army with Wei Yan since he was twelve or thirteen years old, and he knows more about the strength of Shu Han, and he is a pure martial artist who only believes in strength. But what about the others? Zhuge Liang himself did not have any actual combat experience except for the battle of Nanzhong the year before last, and the battle of Nanzhong dealt with those barbarians who were not strong and would only take advantage of the geographical advantage, the overall strength of Shu Han prevailed, and it was suitable for the dignified formation, but this time it was in the face of the powerful Wei army, and the strength comparison had changed fundamentally, but Zhuge Liang realized him? Did the people around him realize?

Not necessarily, I'm afraid Zhuge Liang's most trusted person now should be Ma Yan, this guy is famous for his rhetoric, comparable to Zhao Kuo. The one who is close to Zhu is red, and the one who is close to ink is black, Zhuge Liang trusts him so much and regards him as a confidant, which can only show that Zhuge Liang himself also has this incorrect psychological trend. To say it nicely is romanticism, and to say it badly is to talk on paper.

This is destined to be a tiger-like Northern Expedition, and the spectacle in front of us is only the beginning of a fiasco.

Wei Ba's excited mood suddenly became heavy.

From afar, Wei Ba saw Wei Feng. Wei Feng was wearing a leather armor and stood in the middle of the road with a smile. As soon as he saw Wei Ba, he greeted him, patted Wei Ba hard, and said with a smile: "Yes, it looks a little more energetic." How's it going, are you tired all the way? ”

"Not tired." Seeing Wei Feng, Wei Ba was also very happy. He jumped out of the car, moved his numb legs, and asked, "Where is my father, what is the matter with calling me in such a hurry?" ”

"Of course there is." Wei Feng waved his hand, motioning for Dunwu and them to stay away. He put his arm around Wei Ba's shoulders and said softly, "Father knows everything in Zhuangzi. He called you here in such a hurry to take care of you. ”

"What's the matter?" Wei Ba became a little nervous, could it be that my father knew about sweeping Mrs. Zhang's face in the village, and he was not happy?

"It's not a big deal." Wei Feng couldn't help but laugh when he saw that Wei Ba was a little nervous, "The new account book has been delivered, my father is very satisfied, and he is waiting for the prime minister to summon him so that he can slap Yang Yi in the face." However, my father doesn't want you to be too showy and wants you to be humble. ”

Wei Ba was very surprised, his father Wei Yan is such a proud person, and he has never objected to his son's arrogance, how can he be humble this time, could it be that he is a little short of breath when he sees Prime Minister Zhuge Cheng?

"You're famous now. The profit of the iron is three times that of the wood, and there is no one who has not boasted of the farmer who has used it, the new account book, and what kind of abacus, even Mr. Cheng is full of praise, saying that it is simplified, easy and compatible, and only people with great wisdom can make such good things. Although you are in Nanzheng, your name is already known to everyone. ”

Wei Feng waved his hand exaggeratedly, indicating that Wei Ba is now famous all over the world, at least in the entire Hanzhong, and Wei Ba can't help but laugh. "Brother, you're exaggerating."

"Hehe, exaggerated or not, you'll know then." Wei Feng put away his smile and said solemnly: "But there is one thing, my father has taken care of it, you already have a reputation, you must not say anything about the new weapon, even if someone knows, you can't say that you came up with it yourself, you can only say that it is occasionally seen from the book." And then, the most important thing is that from now on, you can't do these things anymore, if you have any good ideas, you can do it slowly when you get home, you can do as much as you want, but outside, you can't show a little bit of noise. ”

“weishenme？” Wei Ba frowned, could it be that the father also wants to protect Jishu's secrets, and if he wants to dominate the market and make a little more money.

“weishenme？” Wei Feng was very surprised by Wei Ba's attitude: "Don't you know that these things you do are all craftsmen's things, no matter how much you do, you will not be looked down upon, but it is easy to leave an impression on people, thinking that you are naturally suitable for helping a craftsman." ”

Wei Ba suddenly realized, and only then did he understand his father Wei Yan's hard work. In this year, I first re-read the book, and I read the sage books, that is, the Confucian classics such as "Spring and Autumn" and "Shangshu", and the other books are miscellaneous studies, and they are not elegant. Soldiers throw their heads and spill blood, they are not in the eyes of scholars, they can only be regarded as inferior people, and they will fight for a lifetime, Liu Bei, who is the emperor, is also scolded as a veteran, and Zhang Fei, a generation of famous generals, wanted to sleep with Liu Ba, a famous man, but was rejected by Liu Ba. The soldier is already like this, and the craftsman is even more cheap, even if you are good, you can't get rid of the reputation of the cheap industry.

The Wei family is a general, although he does not accept the arrogance of those scholars, but he also looks down on craftsmen, his father was angry because he struck iron, and now he naturally does not want him to appear in front of others as a craftsman, which is a more inferior label than being in the army. Dad did this, it was completely out of his love, with his identity, no matter how incompetent he was, he could make up for it, and he didn't have to make a living with such a cheap job.

Wei Ba sighed secretly and nodded: "I know." ”

Seeing that Wei Ba agreed, Wei Feng patted him on the shoulder happily: "It's good that you understand your father's hard work." Let's go, let's go into the city, and Mr. Cheng and the others will figure it out again to see how to deal with Yang Yi's saddle. Haha, if you hit him in the face, Aba, you've done a great job this time. ”

Wei Ba smiled bitterly, the big war was imminent, and Dad was still thinking about fighting with Yang Yi, and he was still so solemn. He didn't know that he was about to face a big problem that might determine the future of the entire Wei family, and at this time, it was just a matter of not having a good relationship with the people around Zhuge Liang, and he was still thinking about intensifying the conflict. If you don't slap your face, send the account book upward, so that Yang Yi can't find anything wrong, so it's the same, so why embarrass the other party? Yang Yi is the person next to Zhuge Liang, and he wants to give you some eye medicine, which is very convenient.

Dad may have a set of soldiers, but he is too substandard in dealing with people. Character determines fate, after the betrayal of relatives and separation, the stench will be left for 10,000 years, although it is a little wronged, but it probably has a lot to do with his ignorant character. For the sake of the family, whether he likes to listen or not, I still have to find opportunities to persuade him as much as possible. But no matter how to persuade, you have to think of a proper way, otherwise it will be self-defeating, and if you can't persuade you, you will burn oil on fire, and then it will be a big trouble.

Wei Ba was thinking about how to persuade his father to change his stinky temper, when someone suddenly blocked the way in front of him. Before he could speak, Wei Feng said unhappily: "Miss Ma, why are you doing this, my brother just arrived, and you rushed here, and you chased too hard." "—————— haha...... Everyone is very powerful, and they pushed Lao Zhuang to the homepage to be exposed. Lao Zhuang is grateful, very high! It stands to reason that more should be added to show gratitude, but everyone knows that there are double restrictions on time and word count in the new book period, so Lao Zhuang can only refrain for the time being, and please also ask you Haihan. However, this is the same as old wine, the longer it is stored, the more enjoyable it will be to drink. Lao Zhuang solemnly promises that after the new book period, Lao Zhuang will definitely break out to thank you, let you and Lao Zhuang high!