Chang'an Intoxicated, A Chaos-Bringing Concubine

The siege of Xiangyang was not the work of Fu Pi alone. If it failed, it would not be the fault of Fu Pi alone. What's more, he is the prince. Fu Jian will not kill his son. It is a crime to be the deputy general, general, and forward of the siege. Unforgivable.

Yang An sighed, "Duke Changle, the siege of Xiangyang will last for three to five months, there is absolutely no possibility of breaking the city."

Fu Pi was shocked, "What did you say?" He stood up suddenly.

Yang Andao said, "Xiangyang City is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Judging from Deng's many years of experience on the battlefield, the siege of Xiangyang must be a fierce battle. This is not because Zhu Xu has few people, but our army is strong and strong. This is not a duel of troops. Xiangyang is a millennium The ancient city has been an important place for military strategists since ancient times. Xiangyang City is as solid as gold. Zhu Xu defended Xiangyang City for ten years with less than [-] troops. This depends on the geographical location. Xiangyang's unique geographical location makes it a military fortress, and it is easy to attack the city. Difficult, besides, Zhu Xu was born in the general family, a hero for generations, his father was the governor of Yizhou in the Jin Dynasty, Zhu Xu once quelled the Sima Xun Rebellion in the Jin Dynasty, became famous in the first battle, was named General Zhenglu, and the founding son of Xiangping, his military strategy They are all superior. The people in Xiangyang city are competing to join the army. Every household contributes money and food, and they swear to defend the city to the death. The time of hunger strike is the best time for our army to attack the city."

"You mean to say that the only way we can defeat the enemy is to wait."

"That's right, wait, kill him, drag him to death, make him surrender without a fight." Yang An said word by word.

All the people in the account will follow suit.

Fu Pi's body softened all of a sudden, "How can I explain this to my father?"

"Duke Chang Le don't need to worry, His Majesty is not an unknown person, as long as Lord Chang Le writes a letter, personally admitting his previous mistakes, and presenting a new strategy for combat deployment, I believe His Majesty will definitely not blame Chang Le Gong."

"Is this really feasible? Are we just going to have to wait?" Fu Pi didn't want to believe that he had no possibility of attacking and defeating him, and he felt too unwilling.

"Anyone who attacks and must take will attack what he does not defend, and whoever defends but must be strong will defend what he does not attack. Zhu Xu is a famous general. At this time, the two armies are confronting each other with great disparity in strength. He must defend so that we do not know where to attack. If we forcibly attack the city with several times more troops, the consequences will be that both sides will suffer, Zhu Xu's troops are weak and not enough to be injured, but the casualties of our army are really losses of soldiers and generals."

Fu Pi studied military strategy with Deng Qiang in his early years. He understood the importance of Yang An's words. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally sighed, "That's it, I will write a letter to the emperor."

The Qin army was stationed outside Xiangyang City, with food, grass and supplies piled up like a mountain, and took advantage of the advantage of capturing Fancheng to block the water around Xiangyang, and did not send troops all day long. The Battle of Xiangyang fell into a stalemate for a while.

--------

--------

When Xuancheng woke up, he saw Fu Jian.

He stood in front of the stone couch, looking at himself tenderly, his face was a little tired, but his eyes were as soft as water.

"younger brother."

His voice was soft like cotton, Xuancheng was startled and blinked.

"Brother Wenyu," he called.

Fu Jian froze for a moment, but then, he hugged Xuancheng, his arms tightly wrapped around his waist, as if he had lost and found a treasure, so pity.

"Brother Wenyu, you." Xuancheng moved his body slightly, as if he felt a little uncomfortable, "Just let me go."

Wang Jia's voice sounded from the side, "Let go of him, be gentle, don't hurt him."

Only then did Fu Jian loosen his arms in embarrassment.

"No one is robbing you." Wang Jia handed him a bowl of medicine.

Fu Jian took the bowl, seemed to think for a while, and then came over.

"what is this?"

Wang Jia said, "The name of this medicine is Wangyou, which is the same as your name. Drink it, it will be good for you."

Xuancheng thought, well, Wang Jia won't harm himself, he is one of his works.

He took the bowl with one hand and poured it down with his head up. Unlike what he had imagined, the medicine was extremely sweet, with a slight fragrance in the sweetness, just like the nectar in the mountains.

"Okay, I've finished what you asked me to do, so you go away." Wang Jia took the bowl in his hand and said solemnly, "I have no money here, no food, no bed, You are here, you haven’t eaten, drank or slept, and I can’t neglect you, so go back.”

Fu Jian said, "Is it difficult for me not to eat, drink or sleep? We have hands and feet, can't we support ourselves? You don't need to say, we won't go back."

Xuancheng took the words, "Brother Wenyu, I have never seen you do any work. Last time we were on a cruise, I was the one who cooked and served you. You are fine. You don't know how to cook or boil water, etc. Are you starving?"

Xuancheng glanced around at the stone cave he was in. There was a world outside the cave, with a front cave and a back cave. The front view was wide and the sun was shining brightly. It merged with the sea of ​​pear blossoms and snow outside. Singing birds, fragrant flowers and green grass, sitting here compiling ancient books, being one with the world and all things, is a great enjoyment in the world. In the back cave is the living room. There are all kinds of extremely weird sketches on the cave wall, some of which are monsters, some are Weapons, some seem human but not human, and some seem to be extraterrestrial objects, like flying saucers, missiles, airplanes, rockets, and submarines. It was the place where I was lying now, the light was dim, and there was faint sunlight peeking in through the cracks in the stones. There was an East Kitchen behind the living room.

"Aren't you going?" Wang Jia raised his eyebrows.

Fu Jian shook his head, "Don't go."

Wang Jia clapped his hands, "Okay, come down the mountain with me later, let's go farming."

Fu Jian was suspicious, "What kind?"

"Growing food, I am a commoner. If I don't grow food, I will eat nothing. It's not like you people. If you don't cultivate, you will have the food handed in by the people. The evil oppressive class."

Xuancheng said, "Brother Huang is kind and generous. He treats every commoner kindly. How did he become a vicious oppressive class? Is there any emperor who treats all ethnic groups equally like Brother Huang? Don't be prejudiced."

Wang Jia froze for a moment, but then laughed heartily, "Are you serious? Haha, interesting, Mr. Yang Ping, did you talk to him like that? Let me tell you, he has never been a good person."

Xuancheng's face darkened, "I know, you are not a good person."

Wang Jia couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear with a smile, and laughed while calling it funny, Fu Jian took Xuan Cheng's hand, "Don't laugh, we will go down the mountain and farm with you, shall we?"

So, it really became what Wang Jia said was interesting.

Very interesting.

Fu Jian's son was devastated by the war in Xiangyang, but he brought his own younger brother to Luoyang to hide from the world, so he was very contented.

Wang Jia is even better at deceiving people. There is indeed a large area of ​​farmland at the foot of the mountain, but it is not owned by him, but it is planted by the people at the foot of Laojun Mountain. Wang Jia has practiced in Laojun Mountain for many years, and many people come here admiringly. To pay homage to him, some are from the Jianghu, swordsmen, chivalrous men, and some are ordinary people.

Wang Jia took them down the mountain. At this time, it was the time for planting seedlings in spring, and the endless paddy fields appeared in front of them. People bent down and inserted the green seedlings into the water and soil. After a month and a half, the seedlings would grow up. , and then insert the grown seedlings into the paddy field, and the sowing task of this season will be complete.

Seeing Wang Jia coming, people laughed and shouted, "Mr. Dongyang, you finally went down the mountain. Why, you brought two helpers today?"

Wang Jia smiled and replied, "It's just right, my two friends promised to help everyone, come, come, let me see, let me give this space to my two friends." In the paddy field, people immediately went to the shore from the field, and shook off the water droplets on their hands, "Okay, with the help of Mr. Dongyang, this year's rice will grow vigorously, and it will be much easier for us to pay taxes."

Fu Jian asked, "Are your taxes heavy?"

Those people replied, "It's not important. Today's king of heaven loves the people like a son, and he is light on corvee and tax. It's just that the common people don't expect to be exempted from tax and corvee."

Xuancheng thought, people are often so dissatisfied, they want more after getting benefits, only these people can experience how well Fu Jian treats his people, once there is no tax and corvee, the treasury will never Where does it come from, where does the country’s finances come from, no food, no money, no soldiers, how does the country defend the country, how to defend the people, foreign enemies invade, the country falls, and the people suffer, how can we talk about survival and farming? Reciprocal cause and effect, so he very much recognized the taxation and corvee in the farming civilization period.

Xuancheng took Fu Jian's hand and said softly, "Don't tell them, let's go to work."

When those people saw his actions, their faces were full of doubts, "You,, are brothers?"

Wang Jia stopped him with a smile, "Okay, you guys go to another place, we will leave this place to us."

But those people became interested, they came together and surrounded Xuancheng and the others, staring at it for a long time, as if looking at something rare, "Like, really like."

Wang Jia pushed Xuancheng once, and whispered, "Let's go."

But Fu Jian blinked, "What does it look like?"

"It's nothing, hehe, they misjudged the person, let's go, let's fill the field now with seedlings, and then we can go back."

"Many years ago, a pair of brothers in our village ran away and haven't returned yet. Is it you? Are you back?"

Xuancheng was stunned, what were they talking about, those people looked up and down seriously, and kept nodding, "It really looks like them, did they really come back?"

Fu Jian asked solemnly, "What is the brother you mentioned just now? What is it like? I would like to hear the details."

Wang Jia didn't dare to touch Fu Jian, but he poked Xuan Cheng in the back, and Xuan Cheng was led by Fu Jian again, and Fu Jian wanted to listen to the story if he didn't leave, none of them could leave.