In the Jiangzhou Governor's Mansion, Li Yan sat at the desk without saying a word, with a serious expression. There were two slips spread out on the table, densely written with a lot of words. They seemed to be two letters, and the signatures were clearly written by Zhuge Liang and others.

A big character. Content

These are two letters just sent by Zhuge Liang. One is asking Li Yan to write to Meng Da to persuade him to return to the Han Dynasty, and the other is asking him to send 20,000 troops north to take control of Hanzhong.

It is easy to tell from this first letter that Li Yan had a good relationship with Meng Da in the past, and the two had a good relationship. Even after Meng Da defected to Wei, Li Yan occasionally exchanged letters with him.

Now that Meng Da wants to return to the Han Dynasty, it is natural for him to send letters to his old friend to persuade him. This matter is very simple for him. As for the second letter asking him to move his troops north, this makes him quite embarrassed.

Already.

The expression on Li Yan's face was unpredictable. Sometimes he showed hesitation, sometimes anger appeared on his face, sometimes he showed concern, and sometimes he was excited. His unsettled expression showed that he had difficulty making a decision in his heart.

"Captain, what are you doing?" Hu Zhong, who had joined the army, came in and saw Li Yan's uncertain expression. He stepped forward in surprise and asked.

Li Yan raised his head and glanced at Hu Zhong, and said angrily: "Zhuge Kongming is simply bullying me. Who does he think I am? He asked me to go to Hanzhong to be in charge of grain and grass transportation for him. This is because he regards me as a subordinate of his Prime Minister's Palace."

Official.

Don't forget, I am also the late emperor's entrusted minister, not a government official who comes and goes as soon as he calls." The more he spoke, the angrier he became. With a flick of his sleeves, he swept all the slips on the desk to the ground.

"Captain, I thought that Prime Minister Zhuge didn't mean this. Letting you sit in Hanzhong to take charge of the funeral affairs shows that the Prime Minister attaches great importance to and trusts you." Hu Zhong persuaded him softly while picking up the letters scattered on the ground.

"Huh, what kind of trust? If he really trusted me, Zhuge Kongming wouldn't think of transferring my 20,000 Jiangzhou troops. This is obviously to seize X's military power."

Hu Zhong put the slips on the desk and arranged them neatly, and said: "The Prime Minister's move does have the intention of undermining the military power of the Imperial Guard, but the Prime Minister issued an order with the righteous intention of reinforcing Hanzhong, so we can't refuse."

"This is an easy matter. With Soochow on my side, I have reason to refuse." Li Yan sneered: "Hey, Zhuge Kongming wants to monopolize power, but with me, Li Yan, don't even think about it! Isn't he starting a government to manage things again?

, and you also have the title of Yizhou Shepherd, so I will light another fire to see if he can sit still?"

Hu Zhong saw that there seemed to be a hint of madness in his eyebrows, and his heart trembled. He felt that his immediate boss was probably going to make some big move.

On the south bank of Mian River, there was a scene of solemn killing in the Wudang Feijun camp. At this moment, more than 10,000 sergeants in uniform were lined up on the school grounds to be inspected by Prime Minister Zhuge Liang.

The soldiers of the Wudang Fei Army are all Qiang people recruited from the Qingqiang tribe who migrated from the north. In the spring of this year, the number of soldiers has reached 10,000, and the Wudang Fei Army has officially become an army.

Although the soldiers were all Qiang people who had just heard of Wang Hua, since Yang Qing suggested that Wang Ping set up a literacy hall in the army to teach sergeants to learn Chinese characters, the results have been quite good in the past six months. Most of the sergeants can speak Chinese, and can speak simple Chinese.

There are also hundreds of Qiang soldiers who can read and write Chinese characters.

As a result, military orders were transmitted much faster than before, and formation drills were carried out more easily than before. The reason why today's more than 10,000 Qiang soldiers can form their formations without causing any trouble is due to the Literacy Hall.

When Zhuge Liang learned the reason, he said to Yang Qing approvingly: "Mingzhi has done a great job. Your literate and martial arts initiative has not only improved the combat effectiveness of Wudang Feijun, it has also contributed to our entire Han army." Any increase in combat power is of great benefit."

"Prime Minister, this is a reward. This is the result of General Wang and his colleagues' hard work. Qing is just talking about it. It is up to them to implement the specific things." Yang Qing replied humbly.

Zhuge Liang hummed and said to Wang Ping with a smile: "Zijun has worked hard this year. You have done a great job in being able to form an unconventional flying army. I will record your achievements for the time being and reward them together in the future."

"Thank you, Prime Minister."

Zhuge Liang said again: "O Ming Zhi, you tell me why I organized the Wudang Fei Army into the rear?"

Yang Qing looked at the Qiang soldiers in the audience who were rehearsing their formations, and replied: "Although these Qiang soldiers are rebellious and fearless people, after all, the army is short-lived and their combat effectiveness is not strong. Therefore, the Prime Minister first general He is listed as a rear army, and will be put to great use later when he has gained experience in fighting against the Wei thieves."

"Yes, this is exactly the truth." Zhuge Liang nodded and said: "The Wei army has been fighting for decades and has countless elite soldiers and strong generals. We, the Han army, have only a few generals, so we should be cautious when using our troops. You will also have to be cautious when facing the Wei army in the future. Be careful and don’t underestimate your enemy.”

"Yes, you should remember the Prime Minister's instructions carefully."

Seeing that Yang Qing had listened, Zhuge Liang smiled heartily, pointed to the northwest with his feather fan and said, "Look, there is something wrong with the formation there, and it has become a gateway for the enemy to break the formation."

Everyone followed the gesture and looked over, and sure enough, the formation of hundreds of sergeants in the northwest corner became chaotic. Instead of attacking outwards, the sergeants were running around randomly attacking their own formation.

"Prime Minister, the last general failed to manage the army well, please Prime Minister punish him." Seeing that the formation was in danger of chaos, Wang Ping quickly bowed to apologize.

Zhuge Liang smiled faintly and said with relief: "Don't worry about it, Zijun. The performance of the sergeants today was beyond my expectation. It's normal to have shortcomings. Just practice more in the future. We still have time."

"Yes. Prime Minister, don't worry. I will definitely work hard and train the useless flying army into a strong force."

Zhuge Liang nodded slightly and looked to the north, thinking that if his prediction was correct, it would still be several months before the official Northern Expedition.

"Prime Minister, a reply from Li Duhu has arrived." As soon as Zhuge Liang returned to the camp, Yang Yi immediately stepped forward and reported softly.

Zhuge Liang asked happily: "Where is the letter?"

Yang Yi took out a sealed wooden box from his arms, then opened the lacquer seal on it, took out two volumes of letters from the box and placed them on the desk in front of Zhuge Liang.

Zhuge Liang immediately opened the letter and saw that it was Li Yan who had sent a letter to Meng Da to persuade him, and he couldn't help but smile.

"Okay, with Zhengfang's persuasion, Meng Da is more certain to return to the Han Dynasty." Zhuge Liang put down the letter in his hand and said happily: "Wei Gong studied ink, I want to strike while the iron is hot and send a letter to Meng Da. ."Allow

Yang Yi pointed to another letter on the table: "Prime Minister, there is another letter here. Why don't you read it all and then reply."

"Well, Duke Wei reminds me that I seem to be a little impatient."

Zhuge Liang smiled, picked up the feather fan with his right hand and shook it gently. He opened the second letter with his left hand and read it. His face was originally full of smiles, but suddenly he frowned, his brows were furrowed, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

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Yang Yi was shocked when he saw this. He didn't know what happened to make the Prime Minister lose his composure. He asked tentatively: "Prime Minister, what happened?"

"Oh, just take a look for yourself." Zhuge Liang sighed and handed over the letter in his hand.

Yang Yi quickly took it and read it. Unexpectedly, it didn't matter. The words on the slip almost scared him to death.
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