Lord Si Nong didn't have the slightest sense of blame, Yanzhou Wenwu, and then he was relieved.

Gao Shun had already been trapped by the camp captain, and he waited with the young man with the school teacher brought by Meng Jian.

Fang Guang wrote the shape, structure, hardness, and distribution of graphite ore on bamboo paper.

"Adults can come to Yanzhou, naturally we can't ask for it, I have already ordered Juancheng to be too guarded, and the government has been prepared in the city, the surrounding area is very empty, if the adults want to expand, renovate, it is also very convenient!"

"Lord Fang, employing people, trapping the camp and Wen Yuan, it's all!"

Zaodi smiled and told about the opening of the house, and the line was in Gaoshun, Juancheng, which originally cherished words like gold, and today, he also made an exception and said a few words.

"Shouting my Datong, what an adult, what a big, what a person."

"You are all my brothers, and before you destroyed Yuan Benchu, it was the best of the original government."

"In a few days, the two generals, Wen Yuan and Gao Shun, will go to Mount Tai with me to watch the sunrise, meet General Zang, and discuss major matters!"

"Summer is coming, when the summer grain harvest in Xuchang is finished, the prime minister has been leading the troops here, and autumn is the time to win a decisive victory with Yuan Shao!"

"I am here, in addition to preparing the grain of the army, but also to persecute the Yuan army, not to cross the Yellow River in the south, and to cause trouble in Yanzhou and Dongjun first!"

The boy weighed the half of the iron foam in his hand, which contained too much carbon, and said what he thought in his heart.

In military affairs, Zaodi, Meng Jian is inconvenient to say, Zhang Liao and Gao Shun, the two bigwigs in the state army, are familiar with the art of war.

The two had only heard of mobilizing their own horses, but they had never thought that far away in Juancheng, Fang Guang would be able to mobilize Hebei Jiashi.

Zhang Liao and Gao Shun glanced at each other, and Wen Yuan couldn't help but speak.

"Datong, Yuan Shao's military strategy, it is clear at a glance, it is the strategy of bullying the weak with the strong and going south to fight a decisive battle in Yanzhou!"

"Our army is flat and embroidered, seize Xuzhou, not like Yuan Benchu to wait for work, thick accumulation, the army still has three months, can be gathered here, the Yellow River is so long, there are too many ferries, it is difficult to hold them all, not let Yuan Jun cross the river!"

"Wenyuan's meaning is also what I think in my heart."

"Hehe, Yuan Shao uses soldiers, and he loves to fight in a grand battle, but the art of war is wonderful, and it is in his heart, where is there a reason to follow Yecheng's strategy."

"I mobilized Yuan Shao, but it was just a grain word, 400,000 Hebei soldiers, going south to fight, with Yuan Shao's temperament, countless grain stations must have been set up along the way!"

"From next month, I will Wenyuan, General Gao lead the elite cavalry, enter the Hebei border first, and plunder the grain road of the Yuan army!"

"There are many other troops and our army is fine, Yuan Shao is so a grain station, he can't guard them all, he will definitely concentrate the grain in a few places, and when the time comes, it will be the time to make contributions!"

"There is no supply of grain and straw, even if my door is fully opened, let Yuan Benchu's army come south, he will not dare, and when the prime minister arrives, he can finish his work in one battle!"

"Oh? This, plundering the prefectures and counties, this is a familiar thing for our army, but Datong has an order, and he should fight bravely to kill the enemy, so there is no need to say more. ”

"It's just Youzhou, Jizhou landform, the army is not very familiar, the soldiers and horses are broken, and I am afraid of the Datong plan!"

Zhang Liao's mind is very clear, the logic is clear, Fang Guang secretly praised in his heart, the man in front of him is really the existence of slashing Dun Shan Yu and chasing and killing Sun 100,000.

The young man smiled slightly, and a fat man flashed behind him.

"Jizhou, don't drive Tian Feng, Yuan Haogong, now you are in our army!"

"Tian Gong is determined to serve the prime minister, this Hebei landform, who has Tian Gong is familiar with it, I will be in the government tomorrow, do a Jizhou, Youzhou sand table!"

"Let the generals and lieutenants in the army have a map of Hebei in their hearts!"

The corners of Fang Guang's mouth curled, the sand table, the northern battlefield is too big, he is about to start commanding the heroes under his command in three dimensions!

"I only have one request, please Datong, restrain the soldiers under your command, don't hurt the vitality of the people of Hebei!"

"The avenue of the world is in the hands of Si Nong, and the benevolence of a thought is the life of thousands of people!"

As a traitor, Tian Feng looked at the young man, and his eyes were full of determination.

Fang Guang laughed, patted the fat man's shoulder gently, and his face became serious.

"Tian Gong rest assured, what he promised, he should do it! Regardless of Zilong's background in Changshan, the generals under my command, the subordinates, and the subordinates, there are many children in Hebei! ”

"It's me, I'm also in Jizhou, I've been messing around for so many years, and the people of Hebei are suffering, how can I not know in my heart!"

Fang Guang looked at the north, and his face gradually became darker.

Zao Di and Meng Gong, under the light of the fire of the iron-making workshop, their faces flickered brightly and darkly.

The two glanced at each other, and they both saw the relief and respect in each other's eyes.

After a year, Fang Guang's authority is even heavier, standing there at this moment, he actually gives people a sense of indignity and indecency, in the world, in addition to Cao Cao's own prestige, even Yuan Shao and Lu Bu are less heavy than this eleven-year-old boy!

That night, Juancheng Si Nong's Mansion, the people of Yanzhou, pushed the cup and changed the lamp, and drank happily, even the head of the Xuzhou homeless people in Dongjun that year, Old Man Xu, was also invited to accompany the drink.

It wasn't until the third watch that the boy got drunk and returned to the backyard.

The four ladies had already arranged this place very warmly, and smelling the cold air in the north, Si Nong fell into a dream.

On the outskirts of Xuchang, hundreds of miles away from here, in a river valley, eighteen-year-old Sima Yi, wearing a high crown and a brocade robe, looked at the kiln in front of him and became short of breath.

Sima Zhongda, who has always been moody, was also very excited at this time.

The kiln in front of him is actually three or four points similar to the kiln in Juancheng Valley, it is Sima Yi, according to the book of Mancang School, and plagiarized Liu Ye's drawings to create the Sima version of the blast furnace.

Even though the Sima family has a deep heritage, this furnace has also consumed a huge amount of money and grain from Sima Fangdu.

If it weren't for Xun Yu, Chen Qun, and Zhong Xuan, Sima Yi's brother Sima Lang, I'm afraid that the stove would have been knocked down long ago.

"Second son, the temperature of this kiln is too high, and several craftsmen have fallen next to the skin, is it okay to slow down?"

In front of Sima Yi, a servant of the Sima family, stubbornly stepped forward and gave a good attitude.

Sima Zhongda hummed softly, his eyes fell on the old family in front of him, and suddenly the people in front of him and the frightened back of the people flowed out.

Although the second son talks little on weekdays and treats people politely, the servants of the Sima family are most afraid of this young man who turns around and doesn't move his shoulders since he was a child.

"Slow down? Sima Jiu, you know, how much money did I spend on this kiln? ”

"But down the craftsman, down the next one, just make up for me!"

"When the iron material comes out, half a minute early, I will throw you into the furnace fire door!"

Sima Yi's tone was light, but the servant named Sima Jiu knew that if the second son said to throw people, he would definitely throw people.

He didn't dare to say anything more, and after making a fuss, he retreated.

But in a moment, in front of the kiln, there was a man's crying, when there was a craftsman, fainted and could not get up again.

"Fang Datong, if I make this thing first, control the first-class avenue of copper and iron, and the world's top horses, half of them are in hand, at that time, I see you, a country people, what else to rely on!"

"The heritage of the family, the avenue of the saints, where is the vein of the ghost valley that can be shaken?"