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"Whose letter are you talking about, Jiang Shu?" As soon as Xun Ling entered the tent, Hua Xin mentioned the matter.

He froze for a moment, then lifted his skirt and sat cross-legged next to the desk, frowned and asked, "Sent from Zhaonan County? Why, is he still planning to come here?"

Hearing that the enemy army went deep into Yanqiao County and attacked Zhaonan County earlier, Xun Ling was also very anxious. However, the Xiongnu increased their troops in Bailanxing at the same time. He couldn't get away, so he could only keep an eye on the situation in Zhaonan County. Can persist until they win this battle.

He also knew that Xunyang sent Jiang Shu to escort supplies to support Zhaonan, but he was a little hard to understand.

It's just to escort a batch of supplies, why make a weak Cang Caozhu make an extra trip.

Xun Ling thought that Jiang Ke would not make such a decision, so it is only possible that Jiang Shu wanted to come here.

As for why he came, Xun Ling could only think of one reason, and that was because of himself.

Xun Ling knew the young man's admiration for him, but he didn't have the slightest thought in this regard. He always avoided Jiang Shu's various courtship and pursuit actions, and refused as much as he could.

It's just that he made a clear statement on his side, but the other party's feelings are not something he can control.

I thought that when we came to Bailanxing, the two of us were separated from each other, and the crisis of war was pressing on our heads, so the other party would know the seriousness and let go of those inappropriate thoughts.

Unexpectedly, at such a critical moment, the young man was still so impatient, he would chase after him even at the risk of his own life.

Thinking of this, Xun Ling sighed annoyedly, picked up the flagon and raised his head to take a sip.

Under the light, the reddish Adam's apple rolled, and the hot wine was poured from the throat into the stomach.

Hua Xin was not aware of the many entanglements between him and Jiang Shu. Hearing this, he just shook his head lightly, raised his hand and handed the letter to him and said, "Let's see for yourself, the situation in Xunzhou. It's becoming increasingly elusive."

Xun Ling glanced at him, took the letter doubtfully and opened it.

After reading half of the article, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and looked at Hua Xin in disbelief: "Has Miryang been taken back?"

Hua Xin nodded silently.

Xun Ling frowned subconsciously and continued to read the letter.

When he was young, he put down the letter and said with a complicated expression: "This matter should be regarded as a good thing, but Jiang Sanlang is too bold, hundreds of people attacked the enemy's barracks at night, and 200 people took the enemy's city at night, this is simply... "

It's outrageous!

"But he really did it. Whether it was the night raid outside Zhaonan County or the plan to seize the city of Miryang, they were all designed extremely brilliantly and wonderfully!"

Hua Xin calmly made an evaluation: "The most commendable thing is that he dares to do things. There are many people who are scheming, but this kind of courage is not possessed by ordinary people. Jiang Lingyin is not only intelligent, but also courageous. He can be called a young talent. , outstanding.”

Hearing this, Xun Ling felt even more burning in his ears, and felt ashamed of his previous thoughts.

He was too narrow-minded. It was clear that Jiang Shu resolved a food and grass crisis for them before, and the map he sent also played a huge role in several frictions and battles with the Huns, but he still classified the opponent as the one who did not learn. A young man with no skills, never thought that people can grow up.

But amid such ups and downs and adversity, the mediocre and incompetent young gentleman has obviously been reborn, and has become a young talent that Xun Ling can't help but look at.

"By the way," Hua Xin said again, "The Buzhuan mentioned in the letter is a soldier from Xunyang County, do you know him?"

Xun Ling came back to his senses and shook his head: "I've never heard of it."

"If what is said in the letter is true, he led the two battles and captured a city with 200 men. This man is very capable. If there is a chance, he should meet him and recruit him as soon as possible while his reputation is not obvious. To my subordinates." Hua Xin analyzed slowly and clearly.

Xun Ling nodded absent-mindedly, folded the letter back into the envelope, and replied: "The most important thing right now is to pay close attention to the Xiongnu's movements. Just as Jiang Sanlang said in the letter, if Miryang is recaptured, the old slave Huyan will definitely fight back. We need to cooperate with the defenders of Miryang to firmly lock the path of the Xiongnu going south."

·

Bai Lanxing was relatively close to Miryang, and it took half a day to send a letter on horseback, so Xun Ling received the news the same night Jiang Shu sent the letter.

In contrast, Xunyang and Miryang are far apart. When Jiang Ke received Jiang Shu's letter, it was four days later.

In recent days, Xunyang County has been immersed in low pressure.

Ever since he received a letter from Jiang Shu two days ago, saying that he was going to carry out a bold plan to seize the city, Jiang Ke has been on tenterhooks. After being punished by the law, he was locked up for several days without going out.

However, given the time required from Xunyang to Miyang, it would be too late to stop this happening even if people were sent there, so Jiang Ke was extremely worried these two days and didn't sleep much at night.

He couldn't close his eyes, and he didn't dare to close his eyes. Once he fell asleep, he would dream of the painful scene when he received the news of the destruction of Wuxing County two years ago. He dreamed that his eldest son would defend the city without leaving the Xianbei army. At the last moment, the dead body and the sergeant were piled up together, and the horrifying scene was burned by Xianbei Hu.

The scenes before Jiang Shu and Jiang Che left were so similar. Jiang Ke was afraid of receiving bad news again. Even hearing a letter from Zhaonan in the past two days, he could not stop trembling.

However, what should come is destined to be hidden, and Jiang Ke is even ready to hear bad news.

Unexpectedly, when the letter from the youngest son was received again, what the messenger said was a letter from Miryang.

Jiang Ke had a premonition at the time that it was impossible for his son to deliver letters to him in the land occupied by the Huns. Could it be that the child's whimsical plan to seize the city succeeded?

After unfolding the letter and reading it carefully to the end, Jiang Ke frowned from the beginning to slowly relaxing his nerves, and then frowned again.

After reading the letter, he let out a long sigh and shook his head helplessly.

It is certainly a good thing to regain Miryang, but Jiang Shu wants to stay in Miryang, which is another request that makes him extremely entangled and embarrassed.

After thinking for a long time alone, Jiang Ke still had difficulty making a decision, so he called his second son and asked him what he thought.

After reading the letter, Jiang Xian also frowned, admiring and worried about his brother's boldness, and analyzed objectively: "Even the governor of Qin Dynasty was lost in Miryang, and it may be difficult for the court to find someone who dares to go to Miryang." Even if Brother Yang is not willing to take over this matter, he should not be able to avoid it."

Jiang Ke naturally knows this truth, but if the youngest son is really unwilling, he will use his connections to arrange the youngest son safely and properly, but the problem is that it is Jiang Shu who wants to take this position...

"Since my younger brother has such a wish, why doesn't my father believe him this time?" Jiang Xian saw Jiang Ke's worries, and explained: "My younger brother said that he wanted to solve the crisis in Zhaonan, so he did it. He said he wanted to get back the secret. Yangcheng, Miryang returned to the country two days ago, and now, brother said that he would defend Miryang and stop the Huns from attacking, why don't father believe him once?"

Jiang Ke's tone was heavy and slow: "But Qin Shishi led an army of [-] and failed to defend Miryang..."

"That's because there are people like Tian Wei who are eager for quick success and quick profit," Jiang Xian said in a calm and orderly manner, "Miryang itself is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the Huns' treacherous schemes are difficult to make a second round. As long as the city has enough food, grass and military equipment, Miryang will It may not be impossible to keep."

"He is still too young, and he has only been an official for a few months..."

"Lieutenant Xun Du first entered the battlefield when he was only a child."

Jiang Ke shook his head, although he already had the answer in his heart, he still couldn't make a decision.

Jiang Xian understood where his heart lies. After all, his elder brother died tragically at the border, and even his bones were never found.

After experiencing it once, I will never forget the grief of bereavement. It is strange that Jiang Ke would easily agree to Jiang Shu's request.

Although he was equally worried, Jiang Xian had an indescribable intuition—if Miryang is handed over to others, it is hard to guarantee that the city will not experience another crisis of ruin, but if it is handed over to his younger brother, it may be able to create a miracle .

So, after a moment of silence, he persuaded again: "My brother once said that if there is a chance in the future, he would also like to contribute to Jiangshan Sheji!

"'I'd rather be Lan Yuzhe than Xiao Fu Ai Rong', this is my brother's heart."

Perhaps Jiang Xian's persuasion hit something in Jiang Ke's heart.

The old man recalled the firm expression of the youngest son when he said this in the back hall. After hesitating for a long time, he finally lowered his head and agreed, "Okay."

"Father has decided?"

"Yeah." Jiang Ke replied seriously.

Now that the decision has been made, there is no need to be distracted and worry about other things. Jiang Ke immediately settled down and planned the future for his youngest son.

Turning around and sitting next to the book case, Jiang Ke unfolded the letter paper, wrote a memorial to the court about the recapture of Miryang, raised his head and said to Jiang Xian: "Go and invite Mr. Zhang Zifang for me."

Jiang Xian understood, and immediately nodded and said "No".

·

At the same time, Lixie Mansion in the east of the city.

Just after a light rain fell, the weak sunlight fell on the courtyard, and the mist on the pool surface was misty, hazy and dim like a phantom of distant mountains.

Xie Min sat by the window and listened to the reports of his subordinates in silence. He looked at the pool and rockery outside the court with his quiet black eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

Xu Hai peeped at his master's expression, and tentatively praised: "This Jiang Langjun is really silent, he is a blockbuster!"

Seeing that the master didn't respond, he continued: "It's really admirable to take back Miryang with 200 troops!

"With this level of talent, I am worthy of being your friend!"

"Xu Hai."

"The slave is here."

Xie Yin opened his mouth coldly, which made the steward's heart tremble, and he quickly bowed his head in response.

But immediately, the young man raised his porcelain-like shiny face, looked at himself and said, "Now that I am in good health, should I go out for a walk?"

Xu Hai was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly realized: "Mr. Lang, could it be that you want to..."

Xie Yin nodded slightly.

"It's absolutely impossible," Xu Hai hastily persuaded, "Miyang is so dangerous, Mr. Lang's body is precious, it is helpless to stay in Xunyang, how can he go to such a dangerous place? You can ask the Taifu, he will definitely I won't agree."

Xie Yin withdrew his gaze indifferently, and after a moment of silence, he said calmly: "The blueprint of the overturned car that was sent to Hengchuan a while ago should be in Father's hands now."

"Yes."

"Then get the letterhead."

Xu Hai still wanted to persuade, but after seeing Xie Min's austere expression without the slightest smile, he finally closed his mouth, obediently took the letter paper, and rubbed the ink for the master.

The cool wind brushed through the window, lifting the paper surface to float gently.

When Xie Yin was changing the paper, Xu Hai glanced at the other person's graceful eyebrows, but still couldn't hold back and asked quietly: "Mr. Wang, are you really going to Miryang?"

Xie Yin paused his pen and stared at the ink on the paper: "After all, there is medicine to cure me."