There is that clever one, such as Xiao Jia, who doesn't want to waste this great opportunity, so he asks him for advice, otherwise he will only rely on his own thinking, but he is afraid that he may not be able to go further when he goes to Jiangnan, and he will be punished by God if he does not use the ready-made teacher.

Wang Yan secretly praised him for his cleverness, patiently explained to him, did not put on a show, and said: "You have to think more and ask more, so that you can grow." ”

Everyone said, "Yes." ”

He also said, "Gongzi Xie." ”

So the number of people who asked was increased.

Wang Yan pointed out one by one with a smile, and when everyone had changed the new picture, he leaned on his seat to rest and drink tea, took a sip, turned his head and swept around the children who were seriously pondering, and thought: "One day as a teacher and a lifelong father, with the status and affection of a teacher and a student, what else to fight?" I don't know where Yao'er is now. ”

He looked up at the front of the car.

Outside, the forbidden army listened to the laughter in the car, sometimes ignored, and sometimes argued, and wondered: What is the Lord doing with these children? Not to mention that those forbidden soldiers were envious, even the officials who were transferred couldn't help but be jealous, thinking: "How can the Lord be so cordial to the opponent's subordinates?" But we didn't have a chance to get close. "I had a grudge in my heart, and I brought it out on my face, and when I set up camp, I didn't have a good face for Xiaojia and the others, and my expression was very cold.

Even Jian Fan and Wang Zhen were strange, but they ignored it, Wang Zhen was because he trusted his nephew; Jian Fan felt that Wang Yan's move must have a deep meaning, of course, he would not be bored, as if he hadn't seen it, and he didn't even allow everyone to talk about it.

In addition, they were also busy, Wang Yan sent out many spies to find out the situation in the south of the Yangtze River, and they had to collect intelligence every day, collect and sort it out, and then adjust the marching plan and formulate the battle plan as appropriate, and submit it to Wang Yan for approval.

At the moment, the information gathered is limited, and it is too early to formulate a battle plan, which can only be adjusted in time for the march: where to supply and where to camp are trivial, but they are important and must be watched.

In addition, they have their own thoughts.

Every time Jian Fan received the news from Jiangnan, he would look at the road ahead and fall into contemplation: it was spring again, the season when the scenery of Jiangnan was in full bloom, on the lake with infinite lotus leaves, a painting boat was wandering among the blue waves, and a fire-like woman stood at the bow of the boat, holding on to the railing, smiling lazily at him, not taking him in the slightest. He couldn't tell whether it was pain or love, it should be love and hate.

Fire Phoenix!

Are you alright?

And Wang Zhen is often stunned. It was a pure mistake between him and Mrs. Ouyang, but the result of the mistake was not something he could correct, at least, that living teenager - Ouyang Jinghui, his son, he couldn't stuff it back. He must be held accountable. Besides, this kid is very smart and has a good character, and he can't let go of his resistance at the beginning to his liking later.

Since Master Ouyang and his wife killed each other, Ouyang Jinghui has disappeared, and Wang is very anxious and worried.

"I'm sorry for you for the Father!"

Zhang Shizi was in a happy mood and looked forward to the road ahead.

After three days, I came to Xiangyang Mansion under the jurisdiction of Jingzhou on this day, and in front of me was Lingling County.

Jian Fan's back and forth to the king: This section of the official road is a cement road, although it is not difficult to walk, but there are many steep mountain passes, which must not be guarded against, and it is not suitable to march in a hurry. He planned to rush to the bottom of the ridge peak in the evening to spend the night and cross the ridge tomorrow.

Wang Yan was silent for a while before he said, "Accurate!" ”

Jian Fan and Zhang Jinyan gave the order.

At noon, the team marched to an open meadow, and Zhang Jinyan ordered the whole army to rest for a while, eat some dry food with water, and then continue on the road.

After only half an hour of walking, Wang Yan stopped, got out of the car, and walked towards the hillside next to the road, followed by Lu'er and Xiaoqing.

Xiao Jia ran to Zhang Jinyan and replied: "The son wants to be respectful." ”

Zhang Jinyan nodded, ordered the army to pause, and sent a team of elites scattered in the mountains and forests, paying attention to the surrounding movements in case of accidents.

Jian Fan and the others got off the horse and got out of the car to wait.

Who knew that this would be a long time.

How long has it taken to be a compliment for so long?

Jian Fan and the others were extremely surprised, and their eyes involuntarily glanced at Zhang Jinyan; Zhang Jinyan motioned to Xiao Jia: "Let's take a look." ”

Xiao Jia quickly climbed up the hill and hurried back, without speaking, only grinning and nodding at Jinyan, and then continued to wait.

Everyone thought it was coming.

Who knew that I had waited another quarter of an hour.

Although the forbidden soldiers did not exchange heads, they exchanged glances with each other, and their eyes were a little subtle: The Lord has been out for a long time.

This time there was no need to be cautious, Xiao Jia climbed the hillside again to look around, and when he came back, he still nodded to Shizi, with an indescribable expression, with the previous experience, everyone understood: still wait!

Zhang Jinyan was calm as usual.

Jian Fan wondered: The Lord is unwell? Suddenly, he saw Xiao A and Xiao B muttering together, so he leaned over quietly, and listened to the two young men:

"Still squatting?"

"I'm not still squatting."

"Can't pull it out?"

"Well, it's a little hot."

"Alas, it's no wonder. In the past few days, we have been in a hurry, and we haven't eaten a hot meal, and the dry food is too unpalatable, not to mention the son, but we are not used to it. I haven't been out for two days. Childe hasn't been out for four days, right? ”

"It's like four days."

Simplified and Traditional: "......"

This seems to be a bit serious.

He turned around and went to find Qi Yuan, the doctor with the army, who was Liang Chaoyun's junior brother, and vaguely hinted to him that after camping in the evening, he would prescribe a pair of medicine to the lord and decoction it, otherwise he would not be able to pull it out, and he would be sick.

Qi Yuan said: "Don't worry, my lord, I will give my son a safe pulse later." ”

Jian Fan nodded, walked away casually, tried not to look at the direction of the hillside, and talked to Wang Xin, telling Wang Zhen not to be anxious.

Wang Zhen: "...... The lower official is fine. ”

Although everyone waited anxiously, they were embarrassed to urge, and no one dared to go into the woods to investigate—who would want to be watched when they were out of courtesy? Constipation is no more difficult to talk about than other diseases.

Xiao A and Xiao B went into the woods.

The king did not come out of the woods, but in the canyon behind the hillside, in the middle of which a stream gathered in a deep pool in the low-lying area. The spring sun is shining, the shade of the trees is thick and green, the atmosphere is quiet, the sound of gurgling water makes people imagine the feeling of clarity, and occasionally there is a birdsong or two, which stirs up the echo of the hollow valley, adding to the silence and dust. Wang Yan was dressed in a blue brocade robe, as clear and plain as the blue sky above his head, sitting on a smooth boulder by the edge of the pool, holding a dead branch, tied with a thread at the front end, the end of the thread hanging down in the pool water, is fishing.

Lu'er and Xiaoqing sat beside him.

Wang Yan teaches while fishing:

"Can you draw it?"

"That's it."

"Don't worry, draw slowly. It's not enough to just be able to draw topographic maps, you have to be able to use them. 'Soldiers are impermanent, water is impermanent; Those who can win due to the change of the enemy are called gods. Wherever you go, you must first observe the terrain around you and adapt it to local conditions. For example, here, I chose this place to pay tribute, can you see the mystery? ”