Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

Spring goes and autumn comes, half a year is fleeting.

Under Yan Qing's rule, except for Youzhou, where the land was too barren, all the princes were envious of a bumper harvest, which filled most of the empty granaries and completely guaranteed the stability of military food delivery.

And because there are wooden cows and horses to ensure the speed and smoothness of letters, Yan Qing will contact Lu Bu dozens of times in a day.

It was thanks to the frequent correspondence that he had to find time to return five or six letters even for a meal. The pain of missing him, which he thought would be very difficult, was reduced to a negligible level by Lu Bu's clinginess.

The only thing that could be said to be beyond Yan Qing's expectations was that Cao Yin, the governor of Jingzhou, held his breath for the first time this time, as if he was still thinking about it, and neither agreed nor resisted.

And under Fazheng's plan, Lu Bu did not take the initiative to provoke troubles. He really stationed the entire army in Yong'an, and at the same time made a posture that was bound to win, facing the Yizhou defenders who were facing a big enemy. At the same time, they help the common people to plant land and dig ditches, and when the autumn harvest arrives, they will use military expenses to buy food from the local people, so as to reduce the pressure on the transport of military food from Henan.

The idea of ​​buying people's hearts on the spot and obtaining military rations by the way was the idea of ​​Fazheng, a counselor accompanying the army.

After getting along with each other for so many months, he has roughly figured out the temper of this famous general who seems not to be close to him.

The biggest feature is that the level of strategy is erratic, fluctuating from high to low.

Fortunately, as long as there is evidence, it is usually persuasive.

If the other party insists on going his own way, he can bring out the lord: the most tried and tested trick is not to praise the other party, but to praise the lord.

Hearing the lord being praised is actually far more joyful than hearing himself being praised—such a loyal person is hard to find in the world.

Fazheng and Lv Bu were still working together, Liu Yan of course didn't dare to take it easy on Lv Bu's army who showed their fangs and was ready to take advantage of the situation at any time. In Jianping.

The price he will pay for the thinning of the troops is naturally quite tragic.

Huangfusong is a veteran of hundreds of battles. Even if he was a little late in Dong Zhuo's misfortune, his ability in marching troops was so sophisticated that even Lu Bu dared not treat him lightly. It's gone.

Faced with a gap of nearly double the number of soldiers, it is still a long-term offensive. If you want to be someone else, I am afraid that you will not be able to work hard, and you will be ready to retreat at any time.

But Huangfusong, who was used to fighting headwinds, was a fearless tough guy, knowing that the odds of winning were slim, he also made Zhang Lujun feel ashamed and miserable.

Affected by this war, Liu Kang finally failed to come to the Yuzhou Palace to cool off as he wished. In anger, he hated the Yizhou rebels who obstructed him, and never agreed to withdraw his troops.

If Liu Yan bowed his head to admit his mistake and made compensation, maybe there could be some discussion.But things have developed to this point, with such arrogance and arrogance, if the imperial court still voluntarily backs down, their face will be wiped away.

No matter how much the courtiers opposed the war, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and stand on the side of His Majesty who was making trouble.

Yan Qing put most of his mind on the war in Yizhou, and the rest of his mind was focused on the big exam in Yuzhou Academy.

During the preparation and implementation, there were many twists and turns due to being too unfamiliar, but the final result can still be regarded as a complete success.

Headed by Pang Tong, several people named Yan Qing who were very familiar with him really stood out, and he happily pointed them out. When they mentioned Jia Xu, they started from the subordinates.

The rest will be sent to various states and counties, especially Youzhou, which is the most impoverished and chaotic, and slowly mixed up with seniority.

——The ugly rattan armor was finally given away by him.

However, it is said that Zhao Yun and Gao Shun teamed up to join forces. Relying on their excellent tactics and command, coupled with the distance advantage brought by bows and crossbows, the gap in strength between the cavalry was greatly narrowed. , causing more than half of the casualties.

Unsatisfied with repeated victories, they continued to penetrate deep into the hinterland, and wiped out all the operations that the Wuhuan Army used to station.

Wuhuan, who had been severely injured and most of his base area was destroyed, dared not go out except to shrink back, was really afraid of Yan Qingshi.

They discussed helplessly for a long time, but they couldn't find any other way out, so they had to be honest and give in.

After being beaten for such a long time, no matter how stupid they were, it was impossible for them to think that Yan Qing would be like the previous imperial court, and would be willing to retreat generously after getting a little profit and some face.

It is obviously not enough to just pay lip service.

So Wuhuan's request for peace included his willingness to bow down to Yan Qingshi, cede the land and give in, and then promised to pay tribute every year, and even sent the most beautiful woman in the tribe here in the name of marriage.

Zhao Yun and Gao Shun didn't know how far they were going to fight, so they simply let Gao Shun stand still for the time being, while he went back to Yuzhou to report the results of the battle to Yan Qing, and also to send all the generous gifts from Wuhuan. .

When Yan Qing saw Zhao Yun again, he almost didn't recognize him.

... The white-robed and silver-spear young general back then, many years later, although his appearance is still handsome, his complexion is so dark that he can compete with Gao Shun.

The body is also much stronger than the last time I saw it, and it tends to move closer to Gao Shun and Lu Bu.

Zhao Yun paid no attention to the subtlety of Yan Qing's scrutiny, and solemnly made a summary report of the battle situation in the past six months, and asked: "How to arrange the army situation next, please tell me, my lord."

Yan Qing thought for a while, and said bluntly: "Since they are so sensible, they surrendered first, so they should be treated a little better."

Genocide is too tyrannical, and it is not realistic enough with the current cavalry.

Instead of cutting the weeds and getting rid of the roots, it is better to accept it as soon as it is good, and to set a good example for other foreigners who are still waiting.

But it's too cheap for them just to pay tribute.

Zhao Yun was taken aback for a moment, and when he was about to ask what kind of "favorable treatment" is, Yan Qing asked with a smile: "If I remember correctly, Zilong hasn't married yet."

Zhao Yunyin felt something, hesitated for a moment before replying: "Indeed not."

At this time, Yan Qing was supporting one side of his chin with one hand, and his body was also leaning lazily to one side. It was precisely because there were no outsiders in the hall that he assumed such a casual sitting posture.

He caught a hint of embarrassment on Zhao Yun's face, and the smile in his eyes suddenly became wider: "According to Zilong's opinion, the number one beauty in Wuhuan who was escorted by you is worthy of this title?"

Zhao Yun hesitated for a while, as if thinking about it, and nodded for a while.

Yan Qing smiled and said: "I will promise her to be your wife, okay?"

The wife in his mouth is the concubine's room. As for the main wife, Yan Qing didn't want to interfere, so he left it to Zhao Yun to choose for himself.

In Gao Shun's mansion, there were already wives and concubines, and two sons were born; Zhang Liao came from behind, and although they got married a few years later, they already had five sons, and they were released to train them to become the "five tiger generals" in the future. '' bold words and ambitions; but Zhao Yun is in his twenties, and he is still obsessed with fighting all day long, and he seems to know nothing about women's sex.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yun didn't accept Wuhuan beauty smoothly, but frowned, leaned over and bowed, and declined, "Thank you, my lord, for your kindness. It's just that Yun is the general who commands the Northern Expedition, so it's really inappropriate to combine with her."

Yan Qing wondered: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Yun said bluntly: "If you are not of my race, your heart must be different. Besides, Wuhuan only submits to the prosperity of the moment. If he is not sincere, his thoughts are unpredictable. There is no guarantee that one day he will rebel when the time comes. Believe. Yun is trusted by the lord, and he is able to command a large army. The mobile phone is as secret as a cloud, so he should avoid suspicion. How can he place a Wuhuan noble girl in the mansion? There are no shortage of good women in the world. Yun really doesn't want to."

Yan Qing listened to what he said clearly and logically, and couldn't help thinking of Zhao Yun's refusal to marry Zhao Fan's widow's wife in history, and he admired him even more in his heart: "Zilong's words are very true, but I didn't think about it. You If you have a claim, I won’t comment on it, and let you take care of it yourself.”

Even though the historical trajectory is very different, Zhao Yun's moral character has not been affected in any way.

Zhao Yun hurriedly said he didn't dare, and said: "Master Ming can justify it, but Yun is the one to thank Lord."

"Oh?" Yan Qing smiled, but his tone pretended to be displeased and said: "Long time no see, Zilong's ability to flatter horses has also improved a lot."

Zhao Yun was used to getting along with straight-forward officers and soldiers, and he was a little nervous at the moment, he didn't see that Yan Qing was deliberately teasing him, he was a little anxious, and hurriedly argued: "The words of Yun come from the heart, not yes--"

Yan Qing smiled contentedly, and patted him on the shoulder: "I'm just kidding you, don't worry."

Zhao Yun let out a long breath, completely relieved.

Yan Qing waved his hand: "You have been working so hard all the way, why don't you go back to my house first and rest for a few more days. As for how Wuhuan will accept it, I still need to call people to discuss it before making a plan. Not coming."

Zhao Yun was permanently stationed in Jizhou, and his original mansion was given to someone else. Yan Qing simply let him live in his own mansion, not only to show his closeness, but also to show his favor to outsiders.

Zhao Yun responded and was about to retreat when Yan Qing suddenly remembered something and called him back.

"A sword deserves a hero," Yan Qing smiled, and took off the green sword that was painted a few days ago from the shelf behind it, and gave it to Zhao Yun along with a new scabbard made by a craftsman: "This sword is called Qing Chi, I will give it to you now, and I hope you will make more military exploits with it in the future."

Zhao Yun has a silver spear he is used to, but he is short of a good sword. He has been looking for it for many years, but he has never been able to find the one he likes.

Now when he sees this Qingzhi sword, even if he hasn't tried it, Zhao Yun can easily detect its extraordinary quality.

His long-cherished wish was fulfilled, he was so excited that his face turned red, and he thanked him repeatedly.

Yanqing struck while the iron was hot, and pulled out the earth-yellow rattan armor that was about to accumulate dust and looked tattered at the moment, without changing his face, he said: "Although this armor is not amazing in appearance, it requires immortal skills. It is difficult to break with ordinary swords and spears. Only afraid of thunder and fire." At this time, he couldn't help but think of the allusion of 'contradiction', and added with a smile: "And the green spear in your hand. Don't let it leave your body for more than a day if it is not necessary. .”

Zhao Yun was convinced of this, and was extremely moved, as if he hadn't seen its ugly appearance, he put on the rattan armor on the spot with gratitude, and put the green sword on his waist.

"It's quite appropriate."

Yan Qing praised it in his mouth, and he was also secretly surprised in his heart - don't look at the bloated and loose rattan armor, after putting it on, it miraculously made fine adjustments on its own, and it fit perfectly.

Thanks to Zhao Yunsheng's magnificent appearance, even though he has been fighting all year round and exposed to the sun, his skin color has darkened a lot, he can still be called handsome.

Wearing rattan armor at the moment doesn't look funny, and the effect is far better than Yan Qing imagined.

After being praised, Zhao Yun's face flushed slightly, and he lowered his head in embarrassment.

It's not hard to see that Zhao Yun at this time doesn't think the burly armor is ugly from the bottom of his heart, but Yan Qing is a little bit worried.

Perhaps what really needs to be worried is not whether the other party will be able to wear it every day, but the gradually distorted aesthetics...

After sending Zhao Yun away, Yan Qing summoned the three humerus counselors he was used to.

When everyone was present, he gave a general summary of what Zhao Yun said just now, and asked straight to the point: "Killing them all is definitely not an option. If you let them go easily, there will be endless troubles. I wonder if you have a good strategy?"

Controlling violence with violence can achieve a hundred years of peace, but it is absolutely impossible for it to last forever.

In the past, the army of the Han court was strong, and the Rong people were afraid of being killed, so they had to back down, bowing their heads and proclaiming their ministers, while waiting for opportunities to move.

Now that the former is slumping and civil strife continues, the latter is fiercely fighting back, harming the border and embezzling the land.

Even now, Wuhuan's so-called show of weakness is just trying to buy time to breathe, so that he can recover his vitality and grow stronger in time, and it is by no means a true surrender.

Guo Jia took a look at Xun Yu who was still meditating, and said firstly: "The Han people are like sheep, and the Rong people are like wolves. If sheep want to control wolves, apart from building high walls to defend them and driving them away with strong bows, the only thing left is to assimilate them." It's been a while."

The Rong people rely solely on nomadic herding and hunting, living in no fixed place all day long, and their output is single. How can they really maintain their livelihoods?

The land of the Central Plains is vast and fertile, but the people are far less brave and weak than them, so they will naturally attract the covetousness of evil wolves.

Contradictions exist naturally, and war is inevitable.

Rather than ignoring rejection and intensifying conflicts, it is better to selectively accept some wild wolves in, and use this number as a bait to let them cut off their fangs and claws. Even if they have a different heart, they will not be able to easily harm the Han people.

Yan Qing: "Please also ask Feng Xiao to explain in detail."

Guo Jia straightened his face, and slowly said what he thought in his heart: "This is a plan for a hundred years, or even a thousand years, and it cannot be achieved overnight..."

When Zhengsheng was discussed in Liushuilou, Zhao Yun on the street was also elated.

He casually pulled the rein with one hand, letting the horse run leisurely towards the direction of the lord's mansion, while with the other hand, he stroked the hilt of the Qingzhi Sword repeatedly with great contentment, and couldn't put it down.

——The lord treats him so kindly, even if he dies, it will be hard to repay him.

When he got to the place, he turned over, jumped off his horse, threw the reins into the hands of the soldiers, and walked towards the gate of the mansion.

Although the person in charge didn't get the letter in advance, Yan Qing liked to let his close officials stay in the mansion every three days, and he was used to it for a long time. When he saw a black-faced general coming from a distance, he subconsciously contacted the Jizhou office. Come to the head of the general.

He immediately went up to greet him, and said without thinking: "I have seen General Gao, this way please."

Zhao Yun was at the stage of being extremely tired and extremely excited at the moment, and when he was 'invited', he instinctively took a few steps forward, and then he was stunned.

"...?"

He honestly looked around, but he didn't see the general surnamed Gao, so he couldn't help wondering: "Where is General Gao?"

As soon as he asked this question, the steward also got closer, but he could see clearly the face of the general in the strange straw armor, his heart skipped a beat, and he broke out in a cold sweat from fright.

——A few years ago, I saw General Zhao Zilong, who was still facing the wind in the jade tree, with a white face and red lips, how could he become so dark as if he had rolled around in a coal pile?

He murmured inwardly, and hurriedly apologized for his blindness just now. Although Zhao Yun was still a little confused, wondering how he could have mistaken himself with General Gao, he shook his head in a good-tempered manner, not paying attention at all.

After that, he let the other party lead him into the guest room.

The steward asked attentively: "I wonder if the general wants hot soup to take a bath first, or eat some food first?"

Zhao Yun waved his hand: "No need, if necessary, I will call you, let's all go out now."

After everyone left the room, he ordered his guards to close the door, and walked slowly to the side of the couch. He didn't even have time to untie his war robe and weapon, he just fell straight on it, and fell asleep in a daze.

Even a few hours later, when Yan Qing took Guo Jia and the others to the study, he deliberately passed by to take a look at him, but he didn't notice anything.

"See you at noon and you're fine, why are you so tired?"

Yan Qing was not at ease, stretched out his hand, and touched his forehead personally, except for a thin layer of sweat, he didn't feel the excessive heat, so he settled down.

He ordered the steward: "Let the kitchen cook some easy-to-digest food in a while, and put it on the stove to heat it up first. After Zilong wakes up, let him use it."

Guo Jia looked at the ugly rattan armor with burrs on the black-skinned Zhao Yun's body, the corners of his mouth twitched, he couldn't even feel the slightest bit of envy and jealousy.