Jin Contempt introduced his strategy for the next month to Xin Lingjun: Since the peace conference will be concluded, the task of our army is to hold each other for a month, then we will honestly hold each other for a month and do not make other plans. put on a defensive posture, on the one hand, to warn the Qin people not to attack, and on the other hand, to imply to the Qin people, I will not come out to fight you.

Jin Contempt proposed that holding each other for a month is actually not the hardest, what to do after the most difficult month! If the army is to be disbanded in a month's time, it is time to prepare for the disbandment of the army, including the required paperwork. Xin Lingjun didn't understand what needed to be done to disband the army, so he had to listen to Jin Congdain. Jin said that if you don't prepare the paperwork now, it will definitely be too late by then; But prepare the paperwork now, and once it gets out, how can the soldiers still have the heart to fight?

Therefore, Jin Contempt suggested Xinling Jundao: "I wish the prince to set up a secret place in Huayang City, such as Mr. Zhong, who can write, and prepare a brief book." ”

Xinling Jun said: "Respectfully! ...... slips, pen and ink, and documents"

Jin said disdainfully: "The son of Wei can get along with Wei and lead the army. But his pen and ink are all carried by the scribes......"

Xinling Jun said briskly: "There are quite a few survivors in the Moxi Mansion, whether it is black or Dan, they are all prepared. Pen...... Or just a dozen tubes. ”

Jin said disdainfully: "Please also ask Wei Xiang to prepare, and the son of the son who is not as good as him will help!" Instrument...... Mang's son or know. If you have any doubts, you can consult Mr. Xiao. ”

Xin Lingjun seemed to be very happy that he had something to do, and proposed several locations in a row, and after the three of them discussed, they settled on the Bai family car dealership outside the north gate.

Then the content of the document was discussed, and since things were uncertain, it was decided that this unified writing would only write a relatively fixed content, and the unfixed content would leave a place for later writing. As big as the calculation, it is impossible for the girder to send out 100,000 pieces of slips, and even if there is, it cannot be transported to the army, and the movement is too big and loses the meaning of secrecy. In the end, it was decided to write 1,000 pieces of official documents, and the rest of the people's names were written in a separate book and attached as an attachment, so as to roughly ensure that every 100 people had an official document.

In a heated discussion, the three of them ended their dinner, and Xinling Jun happily took the guest back to the city. After entering the city, Xin Lingjun found Mr. Zhongyue and told him about the plan of Jin and the implementation details discussed by the three of them. Mr. Zhongyue listened very carefully, and then said, "Rong Chen thinks about it." ”

Xinling Jun said: "The doctor will enter the country tonight, if there is no change, Wei Jian will come to the ...... in one or two days."

Mr. Zhong Yue said: "Those who go to Huayang with the monarch are mostly martial arts and few people who are written and ink. Or don't summon anyone into the city? Literal geometry? How many people do you need to write? All need to be detailed. It is also necessary to investigate the Bai's car dealership in detail to determine its location and set up its guard...... All of these things need to be properly prepared to be unhindered. Mr. Zhang is seriously ill and difficult to support, and the affairs in the army are ......"

Xin Lingjun hurriedly saluted and said, "Mr. has worked hard. However, the matter is so great that I have to work Mr. ”

Mr. Zhong Yue said: "When I was young, the minister and Mr. Cao went to Bai's car dealership together, observed the situation in detail, and then made a plan. Clerical matters...... Let Wei Zhe calculate carefully first, and Manggongzi will help. ”

Xinlingjun saluted and said, "Mr. Shilao, I am uneasy!" Zhong Yue immediately resigned. Xin Lingjun went to visit Zhang Yu again. Zhang Yu took medicinal porridge during the day, sweated, and the fever subsided for a while, and then started to heat again at night, accompanied by chills. Xin Lingjun ran to the hall and personally brought the new quilt sent by Wei Gongzi's family and covered Zhang Yu with sweat. Zhang Yu said some guilty words, Xin Lingjun said some comforting words, and Mr. Zhong Yue's disciple sent medicine and watched Zhang Yu drink it. Leave separately.

When he slept at night, Shin Lingjun felt a little cold, but he didn't care. These days, it's always a little cold when you first fall asleep, and when you're very sleepy, you fall asleep, and when you fall asleep, you don't feel cold.

I don't know how long it has been, and the wind is blowing outside the window. Suddenly, a strong wind blew the door open, and the little slave and Gai Nie, who were sleeping by the door, were awakened. Shin Lingjun also got up. The three of them worked hard together to close the door and bolt it, barely closing it. But the wind stubbornly blew the door open, and the cold rushed in mercilessly. Then I heard Mr. Zhongyue's shout, "Put out the fire!" "Mars!" "Pour pee, pour pee!" After a period of busy work, Mr. Zhong Yue ran to the door of the East Pavilion again and shouted, "Is the king safe?" ”

By this time, the straw that had been laid on the ground as a mattress in the house had been blown into the air, and the three of them hid in a corner of a slightly sheltered corner and shivered. Hearing Mr. Zhongyue's question, Xin Lingjun had no choice but to walk to the door against the wind and said loudly: "Mr. Cheng is worried, lonely!" "Mr. Zhongyue is gone.

The straw was blown away, the quilt was still there, Xinlingjun picked up the quilt, came to the corner, and the three of them huddled together, hugging this thin quilt, and sat with each other until dawn.

In the gale, even the drums of the gathering army were very sharp. Xin Lingjun lifted the quilt, moved his stiff limbs, and stood up. But as soon as he stood up, his eyes were black, his legs were weak, and he was weak, and he fell to the ground. Both the slave and Gagne screamed. Although Xin Lingjun sat weakly, he stopped their cries very harshly: "Quiet! He tried to roll over and crawl, then kneel straight, and then stand up, a little better, barely able to stand. Standing still, Shin Lingjun walked towards the door.

The wind still pounded violently on the door, and the deadbolt creaked. Shin Lingjun tried to pull the bolt of the door, but he didn't succeed. The little slave and Ganie came up to help, and only then did they pull the deadbolt off. A gust of wind blew the door open, stirring everything inside mercilessly.

Xin Lingjun walked out of the door, let the wind blow on his body, and clenched his fists, trying to find the strength in his body, trying his best to support himself from falling. But the whole body is weak, the hair is dizzy, the eyes are dizzy, and the stomach is faintly vomiting. He had to take a step back and lean against the door, where the little slave and Ganie gathered around him worriedly.

Seeing the situation here, Mr. Zhongyue hurriedly ran over and saluted under the stairs: "Is the king okay?" ”

Shin Lingjun struggled to stand up straight and answer, but he was so weak that he couldn't even make a sound. Mr. Zhong Yue knew that something was wrong and hurried up the steps. Xin Lingjun said weakly: "Sir, don't make a noise! ”

Mr. Zhong Yue came up to take a look, and found that Xin Lingjun was pale and sweaty on his forehead, and whispered, "Sit down!" Xinlingjun sat down as he said. Mr. Zhongyue beckoned the little slave and Gai Nie back to the house, and sat down himself, looking from a distance as if the two were discussing something. Zhong Yue took Xin Lingjun's hand, touched it back and forth, and then called the pulse, and said: "There is fatigue inside, and the wind and cold outside, just take a breath." Turning around and leaving, he went back to the room and ordered one disciple to find some ginger jujube decoction water, and the other disciples went out of the city to dig some kudzu.

The wind was too strong and it was hard to light the fire. Mr. Zhong Yue and his disciples went all the way to the back of the hall and went down the stairs to block the wind through the lobby before the fire was raised.

The ginger jujube soup was fried, and Mr. Zhong Yue poured out a bowl, held it in front, and asked Xinlingjun to drink it first. Xin Lingjun drank a bowl of heat, his body warmed up, and his spirit improved. Many doormen also found out that there was something wrong with Xinlingjun, and came to investigate, but they were all told by Xinlingjun not to make a noise, so that the doormen could go out of the house and line up normally.

With the sound of the three-way drum, Xin Lingjun reluctantly walked to the door, stayed in the door by himself, and only let Mr. Zhong Yue go out, and completed the daily routine roll call with Liang Wei Gongzi. The three divisions came over separately to report on the troop build-up, and Mr. Zhongyue replied one by one. Then the third division and Liang Weigongzi went to the Chinese army to attend a regular meeting. Mr. Zhongyue hurried back and found that Xinlingjun was about to take a step.

As the sky grew brighter, so did the wind. Mr. Zhongyue and a group of guests helped Xinlingjun to the door of the East Pavilion and sat by the door to rest. The guests gathered around Xinling Jun, and Mr. Zhong Yue said: "There is no other gentleman, but he is tired from military affairs, and he feels cold at night. It's not a big deal. A little will be nourished and you will be sick. Xin Lingjun also comforted them one by one and sent the guests away.

The disciple who was sent to dig up kudzu has returned. Mr. Zhong Yue hurried over and instructed the disciples to clean and pound the juice, and then asked the disciples to fry the ginger and jujube soup. There is ginger jujube soup mixed with kudzu root juice, and then served to Xinlingjun to drink.

Taking advantage of the light wind, the little slave had already packed up the straw in the room and spread it in the sheltered corner. After drinking the medicine, Mr. Zhong Yue asked Shin Lingjun to go into the house and sleep again. Xin Lingjun struggled and refused, and had to wait for the three divisions to come back and report on today's work. Mr. Zhongyue was not reluctant, and let him sit quietly in front of the East Pavilion alone. He asked the guests to prepare breakfast, and also went to visit Zhang Yu's house, Zhang Yu heard that Xin Lingjun was also sick, so he struggled hard and came to visit. The two comforted each other.

Gai Nie saw that Xinlingjun seemed to be fine, so he went to the bottom of the stairs to practice. Both men were so good that they forgot about their illness for a moment and focused on Ganie's training. Seeing this, the two couldn't help but have admiration for Gai Nie. Gai Nie's practice methods are both hearsay and self-observation, as well as what this gentleman and that gentleman teach, and Gai Nie was able to connect them together, initially forming a training system, and practicing step by step. Xin Lingjun was interested, and he wanted to get out when he stood up, but as soon as he stood up, he was immediately dizzy and had to sit down again. Zhang Yu slept all day, although he had a fever, he was in good spirits, and he got off the field with great interest and practiced with Gai Nie. But after a while, I got tired and had to go back to the door to be a spectator. After looking at it for a while, Zhang Yu said: "The king has a sword still in the minister's office, and he will give it to strengthen his deeds!" ”

Xinling Jun said: "The sword, the gentleman's weapon, he is a child." A different day. ”

Zhang Yu was right to think about it, and said: "It is a blessing rather than a curse." Children with swords are similar. This sword is useless to the ministers, please offer it to the king. ”

Xinling Jun said: "Yes! My sword was given to my great-brother, and there is no sword in and out so far. You return to the Great Liang, I didn't ask for a sword for me, ......" The two laughed, Zhang Yu wanted to get the sword, and Xinling Jun said: "What a hurry!" ”

Zhang Yu said: "Labor muscles and bones, quite sick. It's a quiet time, and take it. If you don't need to, you can't do it. ”

Just when Zhang Yu returned to the house, the three divisions came back from a meeting.