Yuan Shao, the father of Fanghua in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 310 Preparation for departure
Yuan Shu sent troops to Hanoi, which was beyond Yuan Xi's expectations.

This made him smell something unusual, and felt that Hanoi County was about to be involved in the vortex of the storm, which made the rhythm of the previous plan a little bit behind, and Yuan Xi became anxious.

Now that the spring plowing is over, Jicheng is on the right track, and it is starting to function as the center of Youzhou. However, if something unexpected happens, they can't just wait for the summer harvest. They must attack the Black Mountain Army early.

Yuan Xi and Guo Jia discussed it and decided to attack the bridgehead of the Black Mountain Army, or set it up in Beixincheng.

Beixincheng and Jicheng are more than [-] miles apart, and a lot of food has been stored in advance. If you go south, you can enter Changshan Zhending, Jizhou. This is an important pass for the Black Mountain Army to go north out of the mountain.

After several years of operation, Beixin City's city defenses are much more fixed than Ji City's. Garrisoning troops in it can prevent the Black Mountain Army from coming out of the mountain.

At Guo Jia's suggestion, all the soldiers' families moved to Jicheng. This is an example of Yecheng's practice. The family members are placed in the rear of the big city, especially a county government, which can play a role in stabilizing the morale of the army.

Because most of the family members of the prefect state and herdsman are in the government office, the idea of ​​the soldiers is very simple, the city where the family members of the lord of a state is located will definitely defend and protect it with all his heart, so that his family members who are also in the same city can also be better. for safety.

Of course, the premise is that there will be no such thing as Yecheng being attacked by Black Mountain bandits.

So who to sit in town is also a big problem.

Yuan Xi thought and thought, and directly said a name to Guo Jia.

Liu He.

Guo Jia listened, nodded and said, "I can't think of anyone more suitable than him."

"Only he sits in Guangyang and can restrain the forces in several counties including Yuyang Shanggu."

"But young master, this is a big gamble. If he has a different mind, wouldn't the young master's family be in danger?"

After hearing this, Yuan Xi said, "If you really want to do that, I will admit it."

"What's more, what I want to do now is to please the emperor. If Liu He trips me at this time, it means that he covets the throne. If he really had the courage to do it, his father would have done it long ago."

Guo Jia nodded slightly: "At the same time, we must guard against Shanyu Tadun. Although the young master sent someone to send a letter to talk to him, but he has not replied so far, which shows that he has a lot of ideas."

"I'm afraid that he has already turned to Yuan Shang with all his heart, and thinks the son is useless."

"It doesn't matter," Yuan Xi waved his hand and said, "My original intention was to hold him back."

"I will have a good talk with him when the matter in Hanoi is resolved."

"He is not stupid. Sending troops to attack me at this time is of no benefit at all, but we still have to take precautions."

"I will send a letter to Xian Yufu, a fox slave, and ask him to garrison troops near the Shanhai Pass in Youbeiping, so as to block the other party's entry route."

After hearing this, Guo Jia showed approval on his face. In his opinion, Yuan Xi has made great progress in the past two years.

In the beginning, Yuan Xi always asked Guo Jia some strange questions, which made Guo Jia very annoyed.

But gradually, Guo Jia discovered that Yuan Xi's strategy and strategy had improved significantly. Even without Guo Jia's reminder, there were a lot fewer loopholes in his consideration of problems.

Guo Jia felt a little regretful, Yuan Xi was destined to be the lord, otherwise, he would have been able to become a qualified counselor by learning from himself since he was a child.

Thinking of this, Guo Jia thought that he was still too greedy. How could it be so easy to find a disciple who could inherit what he had learned all his life?
Seeing that it was noon, Yuan Xi asked Guo Jia to go back to rest, and at the same time ordered all the subordinates to gather in the afternoon to discuss and prepare for the dispatch of troops to Montenegro.

He left the mansion and went back to the mansion with Sun Li. On the way, he saw refugees in twos and threes wearing Montenegro costumes walking on the street.

The costumes of the Montenegrin refugees and the local residents are quite different, and they can be recognized at a glance. The winter clothing of the local residents is mostly sheepskin jackets, but there are few livestock in the Montenegro area, so they use mochi more. The holes in the clothes are large, and the cold wind When it blows, people tremble.

When Yuan Xi saw him, he said to Sun Li: "Jicheng is in urgent need of manpower, and the clothes of the refugees must also be guaranteed. If they cannot afford to buy them, they can be credited to them in advance like grain."

After hearing this, Sun Li took out a piece of charcoal from his bosom, and wrote down Yuan Xi's words on a piece of silk.

Yuan Xi saw that Sun Li wrote every single stroke extremely seriously even when he was on the horse, so he couldn't help laughing and said, "You've improved a lot, have you practiced handwriting?"

Sun Li rubbed his head, and laughed embarrassedly, "When I wrote some time ago, maybe my writing was too bad. After seeing it, Mrs. Zhaoji taught me the tricks of writing. After I went back and practiced for a few months, I found that It's really improved."

The two were talking, and a group of students wearing uniform uniforms passed by on the street, talking loudly, and occasionally refuting that the ground was red and red, and they refused to give in to each other.

Seeing their high-spirited looks made Yuan Xi feel as if he had returned to the university days in his previous life, but those days would never come back.

He remembered that after graduation, after his plump ideals were shattered by the cruel reality, he also spent a period of time in a daze.

When he was most depressed, on rare holidays, he would run back to the campus where he used to go to school, sit on the curb, hug his knees, and watch people come and go.

Looking at the younger students who are dressed in bright and beautiful clothes, full of youthful vitality, and have not yet faced the troubles of society and life, walking past with a smile on their faces, Yuan Xi felt as if he had stolen a trace of youthfulness and let himself dry up Arrived with a little moisture.

The noisy voices of the students brought him back to reality from his memories. Yuan Xi heard them not only arguing about Confucian classics, but also about farming and medicine, and even forging, with some complaints mixed in between.

The reason for this is that if they want to learn something from Yixue and get a qualified evaluation, they must write three literary theories. If they are in different fields, they will get extra points.

At first, the students didn't take it seriously, but when the assessment officials took out the [-] whys standard compiled by Yuan Xi, they were suddenly dumbfounded.

Only then did they understand that blindly reading books is not enough. Many answers cannot be found in books, and they have to do it themselves to find the answers.

As a result, in the mountains, fields, mills and blacksmith shops, scholars with bitter faces often appeared, cultivating and tempering by themselves, while writing something down in books.

Of course, in the end, whether one can graduate from the free school and be awarded a satisfactory official position is to look at the evaluation of both literary theory and actual performance.

This kind of assessment, full of malice and full of resentment from future generations, was naturally thought up by the heartless Yuan Xi.

Thinking of being able to inflict spiritual torture on his ancestors with the crystallization of the wisdom of future generations after thousands of years, Yuan Xi felt extremely proud when he thought of it, and couldn't help laughing.

Sun Li looked at Yuan Xi with an evil face, Mr. Xindao seemed to have encountered a lot of difficulties recently, could it be that he was driven crazy?
When Yuan Xi returned to the mansion, Zhen Mi and the others had already had food prepared and waiting for him.

The two sat down side by side in a tacit understanding, and Zhen Mi took a bowl of wheat rice from the copper dish and handed it to Yuan Xi.

Yuan Xi was also hungry, took it, took a bite into his mouth, and said strangely: "Hey, the taste of this rice seems to be different from before."

Zhen Mi pursed her lips and smiled: "I added something to the meal."

Yuan Xi asked, it turned out that when Zhen Mi was out of the city, she encountered a sour wild fruit, and later tried to add it to the rice, and it turned out to be quite suitable for the sweetness of the rice.

Yuan Xi laughed and said: "Madam used to be a girl from a wealthy family, I'm afraid she never thought about these things, but after marrying me, she did a lot of things by herself, I'm afraid she suffered a lot."

Zhen Mi glanced at Yuan Xi, "Isn't this what your husband likes?"

"My husband has said several times to others that those who don't work hard, don't know the five grains, and can do things by themselves but drive others are all lu beetles."

Yuan Xi sweated profusely, "Did you hear that? It's not about you."

Zhen Mi's eyes curled up again, "It's all the same, isn't your husband doing the same thing?"

She lowered her voice: "Not to mention anything else, many princes who are interested in the world have very simple wives."

"I heard that Cao Mengde's wives and concubines live a very simple life. They wear rough linen clothes and eat rice with mixed grains. They rarely eat meat."

Yuan Xi didn't take it seriously and said: "That may be a living habit. Cao Cao's life is not that simple. What he eats..."

He suddenly realized, "Where did Madam hear that?"

Zhen Mi was stunned: "There are some peaceful people in the city who often come to the mansion to help with sewing. They are all from poor families and their lives are not good. I will help them by letting them work."

"I heard about Cao Mengde from their mouths."

Yuan Xi pondered, thinking that Taipingdao is still promoting Cao Cao's deeds?
Under my nose?

This should not be intentional, otherwise it would not be so blatant, but the more it is like this, the more it shows that Cao Cao's reputation in Taoism has spread to Youzhou.

He shook his head, thinking that he had to look into the matter of Taiping Dao in the future. This thing was in the hands of others, which made him really worried.

Seeing Yuan Xi looking out of the window with a lot of thoughts, Zhen Mi would be mistaken, and said softly: "Mrs. Wu needs to replenish her body these days, and my concubine specially asked the back kitchen to make meals for her to support her body. Do you want to call her over?" have a meal together?"

After hearing this, Yuan Xi shook his head and said, "It's okay, after we finish eating, I'll go and see her alone."

Yuan Xi thought that he would lead the army to set off soon, and he did not know when he would be able to return, so he cherished the time alone with Zhen Mi.

Zhen Mi said, "When will my husband leave?"

Yuan Xi replied: "In just a few days, I will lead the troops to Beixin City to deploy defenses."

"You can live here with peace of mind. After all, Jicheng is the rear, and Bibei New City is much safer."

After hearing this, Zhen Mi said softly, "That concubine is waiting for my husband to return from victory."

She suddenly remembered something, and the corners of her mouth turned up, "I remember, the husband promised to the people of Beixin City that he would show them the bride, right?"

"Husband, this is breaking his promise."

Yuan Xi was sweating profusely, how could he forget this!
Now that the war is about to start, we can only wait until the Black Mountain Army is defeated and the surrounding areas of Zhuo County where Dingbei New City is located are cleared.

Seeing Yuan Xi's distressed appearance, Zhen Mi added another blow, "My husband has arrived in Beixin City, please send my concubine's greetings to Mrs. Hou."

"I heard that your husband bravely rescued General Gongsun's wife on a tall building, but then left her alone in Beixin City for half a year. I'm afraid it's not the way to treat guests."

Yuan Xi almost spit out the food in his mouth, "How do you know such details?"

Then he suddenly said: "Tian Yu and the others are not that boring, it must be that kid Sun Li, see if I don't settle accounts with him!"

Zhen Mi groaned and regretted, "My concubine is wrong. If my husband teaches him a lesson, he will not dare to reveal the news to my concubine in the future!"

The two looked at each other and laughed happily at the same time.

(End of this chapter)