The banquet for the celebration was held late, especially after Ma Chao, the protagonist who suddenly arrived, the atmosphere was even more enthusiastic.

Although it was the first time to see him in person, Ma Chao mainly saw one outside, and chattered endlessly to Liu Bei about how to capture Zhang He.

For Liu Bei, Ma Chao used the most complicated language to talk about the simplest thing.

Zhang He was ground to death.

The street pavilion was defeated, Chen Cang was lost, and Zhang He's baggage was lost, and the hidden danger of insufficient grain and grass gradually began to appear.

Then Ma Chao led Qiang to chase all the way, Zhang He had no choice but to run, and supplies could only be obtained by looting along the way.

The two sides chased and fled, from Yongxian to Duyang, then to Yinmi, to Quail (pronounced the same as Gu), and then to Linjing, and finally almost ran all the way to Yuezhi City, and Zhang Jaw finally ran out of grain and grass and was captured.

Of course, Ma Chao is not better, just look at his fierce posture of eating meat, you can know what kind of life he has lived in the past month.

Liu Bei dragged over and commanded:

"Go and send a meal to that Zhang He, so that he can be entertained."

Looking at the back of the departing soldiers, Liu Bei also relaxed and poured Ma Chao a glass of wine with his own hands.

This move flattered Ma Chao, holding the wine in one hand and not knowing whether to drink it, and dragging half of the roast chicken in the other hand reluctantly.

However, Ma Chao also remembered Mr. Jian's earnest teaching before, and searched his intestines and scraped his belly:

"Chang'an is a giant city, Xuande Gong will conquer it in a few days, it is really a divine power!"

This is said sincerely, for Qiang Hu, the siege of the city has always been a problem, for example, the previous 100,000 coalition troops rejected Cao, and they also bypassed Chang'an to resist in Tongguan.

Liu Bei smiled, raised the wine lord in his hand to signal, and drank a glass with Ma Chao.

At the same time, I was also thinking about it, and I didn't know if it would be smooth for Yide and Shiyuan to pacify Hedong.

For Guanzhong, Hedong can be called an elbow and armpit, and he has to take care of it. However, the terrain is not important, so few people have invested much energy in the jurisdiction of Hedong before.

Previously, the Hedong Army was among the 100,000 allied troops that rejected Tongguan and Cao Cao, and after the defeat, Han Sui and Ma Chao fled westward, and the Hedong Army was nominally surrendered to Cao Cao.

Now that Liu Bei is the dominant man and wants to rule Guanzhong, it is natural to have a good talk with the main general of Hedong.

"I heard that the lord also arrested Xiahou Yuan?" Ma Chao's face was admiring.

Liu Bei shook his head: "It's because his subordinates want to surrender, so they bind him." “

"I have sent a letter to Cao Cao, wanting to exchange Xiahou Yuan for Yizhou Jian'er."

"Yizhou athletes?" Ma Chao was confused, and he didn't understand what this had to do with Cao Cao.

So Liu Bei sighed and slowly told the story of Liu Zhang's gift of soldiers to Cao Cao a few years ago, and the parents of these athletes were all in Chengdu looking forward to the return of their beloved son to Shu.

This simple thing made Ma Chao silent for a long time, and finally this man who had almost lost his weight after a month of hard chasing but still did not lose his heroic temperament knelt on the ground:

"Please save my father."

Before the Battle of Tongguan, Ma Chao received several letters from Liu Bei, but at that time he was ambitious and planned to let all the heroes of the world know Ma Chao's name, and the only thing that listened to Liu Bei's advice was not to worship Han Sui as his father-in-law on the spot.

But in the end, he was still ruthlessly educated by reality, he had his ideas, Han Sui had Han Sui's demands, and the 100,000 coalition troops were defeated overnight and fled west in a hurry.

Later, Jian Yong came here, and his knowledgeable conversation was heartbreaking, and he was personable and reasonable.

Lu Bu's notoriety has become the best model for Jian Yong's reasoning, and Ma Chao also has a clear understanding of his dilemma:

Of course, you can't want your father, but you can't carry the reputation of unfilial piety.

And now Ma Chao has found the best solution to this matter: ask Xuande Gong to come forward.

Jian Yong and Liu Bei looked at each other and smiled, Ma Chao's sharp blade hurt others with good use, but hurt himself if he didn't use it well. But fortunately, it has been polished to a just right degree.

Ma Chao belongs to him Liu Bei, and he has a record of success, Han Sui has already left, and Yongliang is as solid as Mount Tai.

Under such circumstances, Cao Cao's vain killing of Ma Teng would do all kinds of harm but no benefit, if it was added to the exchange of prisoners in his hands at this time, it should be worry-free to save Ma Teng's life, and this is enough.

So Liu Bei also became more and more pleasant:

"Meng Qi, please get up, Ru Xin has made great contributions, and this matter is in my own hands."

Ma Chao breathed a sigh of relief, secretly glanced at Mr. Jane, and happened to see Mr. Jian give him a thumbs up, so he couldn't help but feel a little excited, and his hanging heart was completely relaxed.

Ma Chao, who returned, was soon given a new responsibility by Liu Bei: raising horses.

Eight hundred miles of Qinchuan water and grass are abundant, those near the city are all fertile fields, and the remote places are also good horse farms.

Liu Bei asked Ma Chao to screen out those who are good at raising horses to form a new horse farm.

And later, I will send someone over to sort out the means and regulations for raising horses.

A few days later, Zhang Fei and Pang Tong also returned, bringing back the families of the generals of Hedong.

In the face of Liu Bei's army, the generals of Hedong naturally swore that they had surrendered to Cao Cao before.

Zhang Fei believed it, and then put forward a very simple condition: just hold his wife hostage in Chang'an.

Pick a thorn and destroy it with the power of thunder, and the rest of the things will go smoothly.

Although Liu Bei didn't like this method, he also knew that in the face of these bandits and bandits in Hedong, there was no other more suitable way for a while.

In the final analysis, there are still not enough people, Liu Bei lamented.

Since he was in the public security, he has been trying his best to cultivate talents, but the speed of cultivation of good materials obviously cannot keep up with the speed of territorial expansion, which can be regarded as a happy trouble.

So at the end of April, Liu Bei and others were in the Chang'an Mansion, planning to read the light curtain as the best pastime in the middle of the war.

Ma Chao, who was first listed here, was full of freshness, and he only felt that there were many real talents under the command of Xuande Gong - of course, including him Ma Mengqi.

And compared to Cao Cao's place, the atmosphere is not much more relaxed, but what are you waiting for sitting here? Ma Chao was puzzled.

Besides, why did this group of people turn their attention to Zhuge after watching him?

Ma Chao's face was full of suspicion.

……

Chang'an City, November.

After sending Li Jing away, Li Shimin felt a little nervous.

He is not nervous about Tuyuhun, he is just a native chicken and a dog who does not know whether he is alive or dead, he has the advantage of a map, gunpowder as a killer weapon, and a fierce general sweeping the formation, Li Shimin doesn't know how to write this Tuyuhun dead word.

But Li Shimin also faintly knows in his heart that compared with the history in the light curtain, the time of Pingjieli is only half a year apart, and there is no big problem.

But the battle of Tuyuhun was forcibly advanced by nearly five years, and after this battle, Datang will embark on a completely different path from the history of the light curtain.

It is now the winter moon and November, but there is still not a single snowflake falling, and Li Shimin's head directly popped out of the words of later generations about the climate.

I also thought of the biggest beneficiary of this climate:

"Tibetan ......"

(End of chapter)