Chapter 1345: Worrying about gains and losses (Page 1/1)

Sun Ce returned to the big tent and asked someone to call Pang Shanmin.

After staying in the camp for a few days, Pang Shanmin was not in a high mood. He lived in a quiet place and spent most of his time studying in his tent, revising the "Salt and Iron Theory of Salt and Iron", occasionally going out for a walk, and only walking around the big tent, never leaving the central army camp. It was very convenient for Sun Ce to find him. As soon as Zhuge Liang went out for a while, Pang Shanmin came, holding a book in his hand, and his face looked a little pale.

"General." Pang Shanmin bowed his hand and quietly stepped in front of Sun Ce.

Sun Ce was very surprised. He looked at Pang Shanmin carefully, stood up again, walked to Pang Shanmin, tilted his head, looked at him carefully, and asked with concern: "Is he sick?"

"Oh, nothing." Pang Shanmin suddenly realized that he was a little decadent, which made Sun Ce misunderstand. He quickly raised his chest and said loudly: "General, don't worry, I have no illness, just..." He was a little embarrassed. "Suddenly I was idle, a little uncomfortable, and there were too many things in the military camp and I didn't sleep well."

Sun Ce suddenly realized that Pang Shanmin was sick, but not physically but psychologically. Four words: worrying about gains and losses. People in the Pang family seem to have this problem, even Pang Degong, who is known as a hermit, was no exception. He glanced at Pang Shanmin with contempt. "You have not married and had children yet, but you are so futile? Didn't you say you want to lead troops to fight? Why don't you practice such a good opportunity?"

Pang Shanmin blushed. "I was confused for a moment and the scholarly businessman was angry."

"Don't say that, there are many scholars who can lead troops." Sun Ce couldn't help but stab him. Pang Shanmin's slightly red face suddenly disappeared. His head was just raised lowered again, as if someone had pulled his back. Sun Ce was even more disappointed. He wanted to slander him a few more words, but when he looked at Zhuge Liang next to him, he thought of Pang Tong who was far away in Qingzhou, and swallowed the words he poured to his mouth. Forget it, Pang Shanmin is not a talent for the prime minister, but by chance he was the prefect of Yingchuan. It was actually not a good thing for him. There were no one available at the time, and Pang Shanmin was outstanding. Now there are many talents, Pang Shanmin is inconspicuous.

Sun Ce waved his hand. "You clean up and prepare to return to Yangdi."

Pang Shanmin responded subconsciously, then was surprised again, raised his head suddenly and looked at Sun Ce in disbelief. Sun Ce was speechless, but he didn't want to argue with him. The war was about to begin, and Quan Rou had no time to deal with Yangdi's government affairs. He needed Pang Shanmin to go back and share the responsibility, guard Yangdi City, and let Quan Rou perform the combat mission wholeheartedly.

"After going back, cooperate with Quanrou. If anyone wants to fight and make meritorious contributions, let them report to our camp. The county soldiers are handed over to Quanrou and he will dispatch them in a unified manner, so you can handle government affairs with peace of mind. The wheat harvest is basically over. Many people in the Father City and Kunyang counties respond to Huang Wan and Que Yi. Write down your names and wait until the war is over. When the war is over, I will settle the accounts with them one by one. There will be losses in the battle between Yangdi, Yingyang, Linying, and Yingyin counties. You can also record them, and then find Zaozhi to allocate food relief..."

Sun Ce wanted to explain what Pang Shanmin needed to do one by one. Pang Shanmin listened carefully and nodded from time to time. Sun Ce finally took care of him and asked Zhuge Liang if he had any unclear things. Zhuge Liang had extraordinary memory, and he almost remembered every sentence Sun Ce said.

Pang Shanmin nodded and followed Zhuge Liang to come out of the big tent. He let out the big tent. He felt embarrassed and didn't know how to talk to Zhuge Liang. Zhuge Liang was very calm and accompanied Pang Shanmin back to his big tent and helped Pang Shanmin pack up his things. When Pang Shanmin's mood stabilized, he slowly said: "Brother Shanmin, when I first arrived in Pingyu, I was recommended by Yan Mancai and learned calculations with Master Xu Gonghe for a few days."

Pang Shanmin nodded silently. He had heard of this.

"But I gave up later, do you know why?"

Only then did Pang Shanmin realize that Zhuge Liang was not talking about gossip, so he cheered up, thought for a moment, and thought about something. He raised his head again and looked at Zhuge Liang with a complicated look. He was silent for a long time, nodded, and wanted to speak but stopped.

Zhuge Liang smiled and pointed to the "Salt and Iron Theory" placed aside. "I was so angry that I was the prefect of Yingchuan, but I wrote this book before I could stand up. Almost everyone has a book. Brother Shanmin was successful in his career and had a good reputation in the forest. Why do you have to prove yourself in military merit?"

Pang Shanmin smiled bitterly, and felt a little relieved. "Kong Ming, thank you."

Huang Wan arrived in Yingyang, two days later than the expected date.

Xun Yan received the news and arrived in advance. He went out to camp with Qu Yi for 30 miles to greet him. Han Yao accompanied him, and he had poor legs and could only sit in a wheelchair. The wheelchair was reported from Nanyang, which is said to be for patients in Nanyang Bencaotang, and later it spread to Yingchuan.

Huang Wan looked at Han Yao and felt very moved. He and Han Fu were old acquaintances, who would have thought that things would develop to this point? He and Han Yaohan made a few talks, talked about the past, and tacitly avoided Han Fu's death.

After saying politely, Huang Wan discussed with Que Yi and Xun Yan about attacking Yingyang. He told Que Yi that Xun Yan had a news: Huang Zhong had left Luyang and was following him, but was far away, about a hundred miles away.

Tuo Yi and Xun Yan were puzzled and asked in unison: "What do he want to do?"

Huang Wan smiled bitterly, revealing endless helplessness. "Although Huang Zhong only has ten thousand people, he is one of Sun Ce's most trusted generals. As early as the Battle of Xiangyang, he killed Xiahou Yuan, a subordinate of Cao Cao, and has been in charge of Nanyang since then." He looked at Xun Yan, glanced at Que Yi again, and reached out to point his temples. "What else can such a person do behind me? Take my neck and ears."

"No." Xun Yan took a deep breath, his scalp numb. He now understands why Huang Wan was two days late and his face was so bad. Being stared at by such a person is definitely not an easy thing. He has a deep understanding of this. Dong Xi is from Jiangdong and is known for his bravery. He has always been worried that Dong Xi would come to kick the camp. He would not dare to die of sleep every day and be ready to respond at any time. After a few days, the person was like frost and was exhausted. Although Huang Wan has experience in leading troops, she is over fifty years old and her energy is getting worse. If she can't sleep well, it is very painful.

Xun Yan suddenly realized a problem: Yuan Shao is fifty years old this year, and the Sun Jian he faces is even more brave than Dong Xi and Huang Zhong. Wouldn't he be under greater pressure? Can his body hold on? Even if he defeats Sun Jian this time, what about facing Sun Ce next time? Let an old man over 60 and a young man in his twenties and thirties compete for physical strength. You don't have to look at it and know who wins and who loses.

Seeing Xun Yan being out of sight, Huang Wan coughed: "General Kuo, Xiuruo, I want to design an ambush Huang Zhong, to relieve my worries first, what do you think?"

Xun Yan did not think about it. "Everything depends on the instructions of Mr. Huang."

Huang Wan looked at Que Yi, and Que Yi said slowly: "What Mr. Huang said is the truth, but Huang Zhong is cautious. He is a hundred miles away from our army. He will flee far away when there is any movement. It is probably not that easy to ambush him. If the ambush fails and time is delayed, what should I do?"

Huang Wan raised his hand again and clicked his temples. "I use my head as bait, and I'm not afraid that he won't come."
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