Chapter 1256 Not to fall (Page 1/1)

He Yong and Zhang Miao walked slowly along the path by the lake. Although the weather was a little cold, there was no wind. The bright sunshine shone on his body, bringing a hint of warmth in winter. The branches that fell all the leaves were slanted horizontally, and from time to time they were messed up with the white hair and tall crown on He Yong's head. He Yong had to be careful to get out of trouble to avoid trouble.

"Zhang Mengzhuo, if you don't leave so many empty places, why do you have to choose here to leave?" He Yong was so annoyed that he was very angry and finally couldn't help but attack.

Zhang Miao said with a smile: "This is not my idea, it is Zhang Zhongjing's idea."

"What are that guy talking nonsense? I'm in good health now." He Yong slapped his chest, his voice as if he was muffled. He was under house arrest in Pingyu for more than half a year. He was very uncomfortable at the beginning, but now he is used to this kind of life. Every day, Zhang Miao or Yuan Tan accompanied him to relax, and he was relaxed and he gained weight at least twenty kilograms.

"He said you are irritable and you need to practice more." Zhang Miao was far away from He Yong to avoid being fisted by He Yong. Although He Yong was much older than him, his skills were much better than him. If you really want to take action, he was not He Yong's opponent. "He also said that you usually have more quietness and less movement, and you will not even practice the Five Animal Show. Taking this opportunity to exercise will be good for your body."

"Nonsense!" He Yong cursed, but he laughed, pulled Gao Guan off his head and held it in his hand. Without Gao Guan, he was much more relaxed. He looked at the bleak scenery around him and let out a sigh. "Is this the cold?"

Zhang Miao calculated and nodded in agreement.

"How many days will the New Year be? In the blink of an eye, another year is about to pass."

"This year is the third day of the twelfth lunar month, and the New Year will be celebrated in 27 days." Zhang Miao joked: "Why are you like a little baby? Are you looking forward to the New Year's Eve money? Waiting for someone to give you money to hate New Year?"

He Yong glanced at Zhang Miao. "You still have the face to say that you are not a virtue, and you are looking forward to Zhong Zhuo's news every day."

The two looked at each other and shook their heads. They were talking happily, but He Yong suddenly pulled Zhang Miao. "Who is the person in front? He looks familiar."

Zhang Miao glanced at him and saw two people coming side by side in the distance, one of whom was Yuan Tan. "Of course he looked familiar, he was very sensible."

"Barring, can I not recognize Xian Si? I am the one who talks to him."

Zhang Miao then looked at it carefully and was a little strange. "It really looks familiar, but... he can't be here, and he hasn't had a fight recently."

After obtaining Zhang Miao's confirmation, He Yong became a little uneasy. At this time, Yuan Tan and Cao Ang also saw them, stopped talking, walked over quickly, saluted He and Zhang. He Yong pulled Cao Ang and looked again and again, and asked without waiting for Cao Ang to speak, "Zi Xiu, why are you here?"

Cao Ang was a little embarrassed. He said the whole story of Pingyu. Before he finished speaking, He Yong sneered: "Did you ask Hebei for help but have no gains, so you have to come here?"

Cao Ang closed his mouth tightly and said nothing. In front of Yuan Tan, he did not say anything about asking for help from Hebei, so as not to look ugly. Unexpectedly, He Yong was told by a word. He Yong saw it and blushed his face and his chest was flushed violently. Seeing this, Yuan Tan and Zhang Miao hurriedly supported him from left to right, for fear that he would fall. He Yong raised his arms and shook them away, and took a few breaths of heavy breaths.

"Forget it, it's not worth being angry about him." He Yong waved his hand. "Has Sun Bofu agreed to you?"

"I agreed. He said that as long as I send the people of Yanzhou across the border, he will be fully responsible."

"This guy who sells melons and does a good business will never suffer any losses." He Yong snorted, paused for a moment, and then said, "But looking at the world, you guys are the only ones who can spare no effort to save the people." He didn't know what he remembered, and sighed involuntarily, with a hint of confusion in his eyebrows.

Zhang Cheng hurried into the water pavilion and delivered a document to Sun Ce. Sun Ce had been idle for half a day in his life and was sitting quietly relaxing. He was broken by Zhang Cheng and couldn't help feeling a little depressed. He opened his eyes and glanced at the document on the desk, but did not let go of his fingers pinching his handprints.

"What's up?"

Zhang Cheng also knew that he had disturbed Sun Ce. The epidemic has gradually been under control these days. Sun Ce was nervous for several months before he felt a little relaxed, but he was still very busy. He had a rare opportunity to sit alone, and was disrupted by himself today.

"Uh...a big thing."

"It's not a big deal, you don't dare to come. What's the big deal?"

"Tao Qian is dead, and the person who reported the death is on his way to Pingyu. He will arrive tomorrow morning at the earliest. If you are soon, maybe he will arrive tonight."

Sun Ce was stunned for a moment, looked up at the sky, and nodded. "I understand, wait for Guo Jiji to come." He smacked his lips. "This Tao Qian... is really dead. Zhongsi, what do you think?"

Zhang Cheng smiled bitterly. "That's right, etiquette will not be punished. In this way, all actions against Xuzhou must be temporarily stopped. You can only go north from Rencheng area and enter Qingzhou."

Sun Ce looked at Zhang Cheng in surprise and couldn't help laughing. "I have learned a lot recently. Zhongsi, you are already a qualified military plan, and excellence is just around the corner."

Zhang Cheng felt a little embarrassed. "I am close to Zhu Zhe Chi. I listen to General and Guo Jijiu's comments on current affairs every day, and I have made some progress. There are also many handsome men among my young colleagues. I will discuss and ponder every day, and even stubborn stones can be polished out."

Sun Ce couldn't help but smile. The military strategy department attracted more and more young heroes, most of whom were weak. Zhang Cheng was considered older, and he had not yet become a great man, and was chased by a group of geniuses behind him. This feeling was not very wonderful. In addition, there was a father at home who wanted his son to be successful, so Zhang Cheng was under great pressure.

"Relax, Zhongsi, no one is perfect, even Guo Jijiu will have times of inadequate consideration. You are lucky and unfortunate. You don't have much experience in traveling in the folk, and you have less experience, so you will inevitably be unwilling to do so. This is not your own fault. Most scholars are like this, so you need to travel. I am considering one thing. In the future, recruiting military plans may still be older. Without life experience, it is not conducive to their comprehensive development."

Zhang Cheng deeply agreed. "What should people do now?"

"I plan to choose some brave, careful and healthy people, so that they can travel to various battalions and contact ordinary soldiers more often. If they can participate in daily training and participate in a few field training sessions, it would be even better. I don't understand the suffering of ordinary soldiers, don't know the actual difficulties of marching and fighting, and only know that measuring the size on the map is not enough, and the plan formulated is not feasible."

Zhang Cheng listened quietly, with a little bit of difficulty between his eyebrows. Going to the military camp to experience life is not just a joke. They all know how hard the training in the army is. They let them, scholars and ordinary soldiers struggle together. Others don’t know what will happen. Anyway, he thinks it is unreliable and insulting.

Seeing that Zhang Cheng didn't say anything, Sun Ce knew that he had psychological resistance and was not in a hurry. He was just doing some blowjob now and didn't plan to implement it immediately. He was anxious and could not eat hot tofu. He had time. If one generation was not enough, two generations would be. As the saying goes, thirty years from Hedong to Hexi, he didn't believe that he could not change the trend in sixty years.

I am only twenty years old, and I have enough time to spend with you.

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