Datang broom star

Cheng Zhijie mentioned a few names, and Liang Jianfang said, "Why do you care about this? It's still the same sentence. If you want to lead the army to fight, you must go to fight first. Only those who can survive the battle can command thousands of troops. Otherwise, they Even those soldiers didn’t know what they were thinking when they were fighting, and they didn’t know what happened, that’s just talking on paper.”

Su Dingfang gave a thumbs up.

Su Dingfang glanced at Pei Xingjian, "Keep the promise."

Pei Xingjian stood up, "Your official must be like this."

If you don't kill the enemy, you are not qualified to lead the army. This is the attitude of the old commanders.

But Pei Xingjian felt that what the veterans said had nothing to do with him, they seemed to be playing charades.

The room fell silent.

A thought suddenly flashed in Pei Xingjian's mind: Cheng Zhijie mentioned that someone wanted to recommend young Junyan to join the army, but Su Dingfang suddenly pushed himself out

He looked at the dull crowd, and only then did he realize that the old generals were fighting for the title of the most promising of the young generals.

Whoever has the most prospects will naturally be assigned priority in the battle, but you will also be assigned priority whenever there is an opportunity to make meritorious service.

This is to concentrate resources to do big things.

And this is also a small thought of the military.

Instead of fighting independently like a group of scattered sand, it is better to get a few prestigious ones to come out as leaders.

"The old man's guard appointment is pretty good."

An argument broke out.

A group of veterans began to yell and scold, counting how good the young generals they were optimistic about, and how much credit they had made.

"Bitch dog slave, watch!"

Liang Jianfang stepped forward and sealed Cheng Zhijie's eyes with a fist.

"Bitch!" Cheng Zhijie kicked him away, jumped on him and continued to fight.

Pei Xingjian retreated again and again, watching the two big men fighting fiercely.

"It takes a fight to make out."

Su Dingfang was teaching him how to get along with generals.

An official came outside the door. Seeing that they were beating fiercely, he moved close to the wall and whispered to Liang Jianfang, "It's Uncle Wuyang's advice."

Su Dingfang coughed dryly, "That was Xiao Jia's suggestion."

Cheng Zhijie was about to throw his fist, when he heard this, he stretched his neck, "It's not comfortable."

Su Dingfang kept his footing posture, and said disdainfully: "Do you dare to use weapons?"

Ha ha!

Cheng Zhijie smiled, and the murderous look came out.

"It's Xiao Jia." Su Dingfang said again: "It's Xiao Jia who wrote the memorial."

Cheng Zhijie suddenly laughed, "Those people want me to train their children, but their children only want to be rewarded for their meritorious service. Who has thought about what happens to those soldiers? Xiao Jia! Hahahaha!"

Old Cheng smiled happily.

Liang Jianfang praised: "Sure enough, he is the grandson-in-law of the old man."

Su Dingfang glanced at Pei Xingjian, and Pei Xingjian nodded, expressing that he was not jealous.

Xiao Jia!

Thinking of Jia Ping'an's experience, he couldn't help laughing bitterly.

Instead, his family was crushed.

Later, when Pei Xingjian went home, he saw the elders in the family.

"Today the emperor has accepted the hearts of all the troops, and I don't know how many aristocratic families are afraid."

The elder looked very sad, "I don't know whose suggestion this is."

Pei Xingjian said, "Uncle Wuyang."

"It's him?"

The elder was surprised, and immediately raised his eyebrows and said: "This is the sword's slant! If you don't do it well, you will be suspected by the emperor."

This is what Pei Xingjian admires, "He didn't make any suggestions, but just talked about the status quo."

The elder twirled his beard, "This is not credit, what a broom star. Keep the promise, you should see this person more."

Pei Xingjian said: "I am on good terms with him."

The elder looked at him and said with relief, "You are indeed a wise eye, good!"

Pei Xingjian: ""

It wasn't his insight, but Jia Pingan's analysis that calmed him down.

Jia Ping'an is like an assassin, drifting away after a lore.

"Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles will not stay behind"

This poem is exceptionally appropriate.

"Xiao Jia!"

Jia Pingan's body shook and he turned around slowly.

Cui Jian came striding forward, smiling as if meeting a long-lost friend.

Jia Ping'an's hands were taken away, and he was ravaged immediately.

"Ask me something." Cui Jian had a relaxed smile on his face, and the words he said were not easy, "Wu Zhaoyi in the palace is about to give birth, right? It is said that you are comparable to her siblings. King Chen said Xiang, Your Majesty won't be able to last long, if this child is a daughter, it's okay, if it's a son, you can go out for a few years and come back."

Jia Pingan looked at him sideways, "Thank you very much."

Cui Jian came to give him advice.

If Wu Mei gave birth to a son, she would be a thorn in the side of Queen Wang and Concubine Xiao Shu in an instant.While Wu Mei was attacked in the palace, Jia Pingan outside was not much better.Whether it is the Wang family or the Xiao family, even those who bet on King Chen will become his opponents.

The so-called friendship is shallow and deep, and Cui Jianneng's words can be said to be unparalleled in loyalty.