Settle Down In Tang Dynasty

"Husband, this little one will wait here for you. If you need anything, just ask."

Changjian accompanied Mr. Xue over, stopping in front of the arched door as he whispered to Wu Tie. Mr. Xue saw that there were many people waiting here either dressed like attendant or dressed like soldiers. Thinking that this was the place where the servants were waiting for their masters, he nodded and went in by himself.

In the archway, there was a sergeant waiting to lead the way. When he saw Mr. Xue, he immediately led him in. The meeting was held in the same hall as yesterday. Princess sat at the head seat, with two tables on each side. One of them was sitting on Lady Liu, while the other was sitting on a handsome middle-aged man with a beautiful beard.

The others were all kneeling on the prayer mats placed in the main hall. Several prayer mats were still empty; it was obvious that not a single person had arrived yet. The sergeant led Mr. Xue to his seat.

He had to kneel again! Mr. Xue laughed bitterly in his heart. Actually, for the entire round table, everyone should gather around the table to have a meeting, and having a Tang Dynasty round table was pretty good as well. At the very least, the leader of this round table was a real beauty, unlike King Arthur who was so complicated that it was hard to distinguish between the sexes.

After a while, more and more people arrived. Seated on the prayer mats, Princess Pingyang, who was dressed in dark men's attire, put down what she was doing and glanced around the hall. The large hall immediately quieted down so that even a pin drop could be heard.

"Youyang."

Princess Pingyang suddenly called out to him, and Mr. Xue jumped to his feet. Princess said, "This is Mr. Xue Xue Youyang, the new Clerk of my residence."

Mr. Xue quickly cupped his fist: "Greetings everyone, greetings everyone."

"Thank you, Clerk Xue."

Everyone had seen each other before, so it could be said that they knew each other.

After the greeting was done, he sat back down. Princess Pingyang glanced at Lady Liu, who immediately got up and walked towards the back. Princess said in a clear voice, "Last July, Liu Heita gathered the old troops of Dou Jiande and in less than half a year, he captured Bei Zhou and Ying Zhou from the hands of the imperial court. With the help of Yanzhou's general director, the former Dou Jiande territory that the imperial court had occupied was seized in less than half a year. This is the place! "

Lady Liuyuan went in to move the map. After a while, she took out a map made of sewn leather and spread it out in the middle. Princess took out a bamboo stick that she used often as she pointed to the map while talking.

Other than Mr. Xue, everyone else was engrossed in the painting. Mr. Xue was more of an idiot, it was just too abstract. It was completely different from a modern map, so Mr. Xue was not used to it.

Princess stood at the side of the map and pointed at it as she continued, "The King of Qin, Shimin, has already been ordered by the Saints to bring the commander army to Mingzhou. They are facing off against Liu Heita across the water. Since Liu Heita can fight well, I'm afraid that the Duke of Qin will not be able to take down this thief for a while. "

At this point, His Highness paused for a moment, Ma Sanbao frowned as he looked at the map, "General, this subordinate thinks that there are still some cases that we should take precautions against."

Princess Pingyang nodded her head in understanding, "Liu Heita is on good terms with Turkic. When this fellow attacked the Song Province last year, he had the reinforcement of the Geely Khan. This is indeed something to be wary of."

They were discussing military affairs. Mr. Xue was a newcomer, so he should be unfamiliar with this place. He should not know anything that happened here. He was a wanderer who had returned from a foreign land and was a pure outsider. It would be a bad thing if he did not understand the military situation and had a good opinion about it.

Besides, Mr. Xue didn't know a thing about fighting in the military. Even if he remembered the records of history, he only remembered which side won and which month won. Occasionally, there would be records of …

Mr. Xue thought about it seriously. He had never trained in military skills before, so he just randomly chose to march and fight to express his opinion … What if he met someone who didn't have a historical record of the reason for his victory?

Princess was not a soft-hearted person. If she showed off too much, she might even die. However, considering the background that he had 'set' himself, there was a problem that he could ask.

Therefore, Mr. Xue coughed and interrupted, "General, I have a matter to report."

Princess looked at Mr. Xue and asked, "Youyang, what do you want to tell me? Tell me as much as you can. "

Mr. Xue said, "Along the way, I heard that in the past two years, the amount of snow and rain in the Desert Prairie has decreased. The aquatic plants have dried up and livestock have died. I'm afraid the Turkic famine is imminent."

"Is this true?"

Ma Sanbao asked again and again in shock. Princess Pingyang was still able to keep her composure, but her expression turned serious. "How confident are you, Youyang?"

Mr. Xue said, "In the past, this subordinate's Fu Lang [1] machine used to have both high mountains and the Great Desert of the Great Prairie. According to past experience, the probability of famine in the Turkic Prairie is more than 80 percent. "

"Probability?" "What's a probability?"

His Highness' attention was different from ordinary people. Mr. Xue had to explain the concept of probability.

"Seems like the probability is still in the realm of calculation?"

"That's right."

Satisfied, Princess Pingyang pulled back the focus of her attention. "If the Turks were to go into famine, not only would Liu Heita have a good relationship with the Turks, the pressure on the entire northern defense line would increase. My Weize Pass is located in an important location, so breaking through the Weize Pass is equivalent to opening the gate to Shanxi Province, and once I enter Shanxi Province, I will be in danger. "

Princess Pingyang entered the meditative state and after a few blinks of her eyes, she seemed to have made a decision. "With the Duke of Qin's methods, it will only be a matter of time before Liu Heita is settled. To my Weize Pass, the most important thing is to guard against the heavy responsibility of going south from the Turk. "Everyone, this year, we have two of the most important ones. The first is to speed up the military training. The second is, Liu, prepare yourself. I am going to submit a book."

The handsome middle-aged man instantly understood. "Your Highness wants to go to the Saint and request Tengtian to stay? for the coming year? "

Princess Pingyang nodded. "That's right." Secretary Han, later on, you will hand over Clerk's matters to Mr. Xue. For the matter of Tengtian, you will hand it over to Supervisor Mr. Xue.

"Here!"

Mr. Xue answered with the handsome middle-aged man called Secretary Han. So this was Princess's Secretary. He could be considered to be someone who could be seen often by his side, and he was also a handsome man! So, was Princess exposing her facial control attribute?

Mr. Xue couldn't help but start to think.

Princess Pingyang had already started to arrange the teams in an orderly manner. It was obvious that she had made a mental decision as to who would be in charge of the training and who would be in charge of which department. Mr. Xue, who couldn't even understand the words, was in charge of Tengtian.

After everyone received their orders, they went to do their own business. Mr. Xue went to meet up with Princess's Secretary and Han Jin.

The name was introduced by Lady Liu.

Although Princess had a black stomach, she was still a good person. With the excuse that "this year's mission was very important and busy, Mr. Xue only needed to be in charge of this and that. Liu would be in charge of Clerk's paperwork." She openly asked Lady Liu to follow Mr. Xue to arrange the handover so that the semi-illiterate subordinate, who did not understand the text, would not make a mistake.