sovbooks Chapter 1366: Gloomy and gloomy, but full of fighting spirit
Chapter 1366: Gloomy and gloomy, but full of fighting spirit
Chapter 1366: Gloomy and gloomy, but full of fighting spirit
Seeing Sima Zhao's confused expression, Zhang Chunhua sighed again.
Zishang is still not as good as Ziyuan after all!
"My son, you all know that Cao Zhaobo is a weak and indecisive person, so how can you be so sure that he won't send troops to rescue us?"
"Don't forget how many people in the court are on the side of the old thief?" At this point, Zhang Chunhua cursed again, "If it weren't for his surname, how could someone as stupid as a pig or a dog like Cao Shuang be on equal footing with the old thief?"
Then she looked at Sima Zhao again, "Cao Shuang is indecisive. What if he is persuaded by those who support the old villain to send troops to rescue him?"
Sima Zhao was a little surprised when he heard this, and subconsciously asked:
"If Cao Shuang can really send troops to rescue us, wouldn't that be a good thing?"
"It is indeed a good thing for Wei, Hebei, and the old thief," Zhang Chunhua looked at his son and said slowly, "but what about you? It may not be a good thing."
Seeing that her son hadn't reacted yet, Zhang Chunhua could only continue to remind him:
"Could it be that my son studies all day but doesn't know the story of the hostage in the Spring and Autumn Period?"
Sima Zhao suddenly woke up.
Proton?!
Your Excellency actually wants him to go to Qiao County as a hostage?
Facing his mother's gaze, Sima Zhao remained silent for a long time. Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he said:
"If Cao Shuang can take the overall situation into consideration and send troops to rescue and defeat the Feng bandits, I will be willing to be a hostage in Qiao County."
Wen County in Hanoi is the hometown of the Sima family.
Wen County is across the river from Henan Province, and the river freezes in winter. The Han army in Luoyang is very likely to take advantage of this opportunity to cross the river.
At that time, Wen County will be the first county to face the Han army.
As a descendant of the Sima family and the future patriarch of the Sima family, what reason do I have to retreat?
Zhang Chunhua seemed to have expected her son's answer. She was not surprised at all and asked another question:
"What if that old thief has a bigger plan?"
besides?
Sima Zhao raised his head with an expression of disbelief on his face.
He thought he was going to be an envoy, but unexpectedly he might become a hostage. This made Sima Zhao feel cold down his spine.
But from what my mother said, it seemed that the Lord had a deeper plan.
Zhang Chunhua sneered:
"If Hebei is in danger, then the Sima family is in danger, but the old thief Sima has no way out now. In order to find a way out, what will the old thief Sima do?"
"You go to Qiao County to cry. It's okay to be treated as a joke, but it's actually the safest place to go."
"Being a hostage, there is an old thief leading a large army outside. In addition, given Cao Shuang's personality, he will not easily harm you unless he has no other choice."
"I'm afraid that you'll go to Qiao County and become a joke. You won't be able to get help, and you'll be detained again."
Zhang Chunhua paused for a moment before slowly saying:
"You also said that Cao Shuang is an indecisive person, but he is surrounded by villains and gentlemen avoid him."
"What if those villains, out of their own selfish interests, speak ill of my son and want to harm him? What will my son do?"
Apart from anything else, Ding Mi, one of the three dogs in Taichung, was deeply hated by Sima Yi, and Ding Mi also knew that there was no possibility of reconciliation with Sima Yi.
When Sima Zhao goes to Qiao County, will Ding Mi let him go easily?
For example, Huan Fan, a fellow villager of Cao Shuang, was driven out of Hebei by Sima Yi in front of the world, which was a complete disgrace to the world.
Given this man's character of killing his pregnant wife in anger, how could he not hold a grudge?
Given the current situation, he had no way to do anything to Sima Yi, but Sima Zhao had taken the initiative to come to him, so who could guarantee that this person would not vent his anger on Sima Zhao?
After listening to Zhang Chunhua's analysis, Sima Zhao felt a chill down his spine.
He said with some trembling:
"Sir, he said that I don't need to worry too much when I go to Qiao County this time. Could it be that he didn't think about this?"
"Or, maybe the Lord has already made arrangements in secret?"
Zhang Chunhua sneered and closed her eyes:
"What can he plan? If you are insulted by Cao Shuang when you go to Qiao County, it will only make you look more loyal to Wei."
"If you become a hostage and bring in reinforcements, he will have more control over the war in Hebei."
"If you lose your life because of this..."
Zhang Chunhua was already gritting her teeth, "Then he can break the Sima family's deadlock!"
General Cao is now representing the court, holding the emperor hostage.
His son was harmed by General Cao, which means he was harmed by the imperial court.
When that time comes, no matter how the war in Hebei goes, Sima Yi can use it as an excuse to establish himself as an independent or surrender to the Han Dynasty, and he will have sufficient reasons.
He was able to find a way out of Sima's dead end.
Sima Zhao's body trembled involuntarily.
Although he didn't want to believe what his mother said.
But he knew that if there was anyone in this world who understood adults best, it would be his mother.
Compared with Zhang Chunhua and Sima Zhao's sorrow and sadness, Sima Feng, who was far away in Hedong, was in high spirits when he met with Hedong governor Jiang Bin and a group of officials.
Jiang Bin performed well in the Shangdang battle.
Although he was not as good as Shi Bao and others, he was able to appease the military and the people under the circumstances at that time, which was commendable.
Therefore, in the past few years, with him serving as the prefect of Hedong and Wang Han cooperating in defending Tianjing Pass on Taihang Xing, people felt relatively relieved.
After meeting the officials of Hedong, Sima Feng left Jiang Bin alone.
"Have you ever thought about returning to Chang'an to take up your post, Mr. Jiang?"
Feng Dasima didn't waste any words, but asked directly to the point.
Jiang Bin was stunned.
He originally thought that the Grand Marshal had kept him here to tell him about what happened before the war, but he didn't expect that he would ask him to leave Hedong at this time?
"Da Sima... this?"
Feng Da Sima looked at Jiang Bin and said slowly:
"The general is seriously ill. Even the medical school is not sure if he can survive the winter."
Jiang Wan has been recuperating from illness in recent years.
Especially in the past two years, he was often unable to manage affairs, so he let Fei Yi serve as the Minister of the Chancellery and take over government affairs.
After hearing what Feng Dasima said, Jiang Bin's expression did not change at all.
Hedong and Guanzhong are separated by a large river.
The Han Dynasty has no shortage of horses now, and it will only take a day or two to send a fast horse back and forth.
Therefore, Jiang Bin has always been able to learn about his parents' condition in a timely manner.
He had even made preparations for mourning.
However, Jiang Bin was still surprised that Da Sima would say this to him before the war.
"The Grand Marshal wrote to Your Majesty in his "Departure to the Capital" that: "The Prime Minister has devoted all his energy and efforts to the cause of the country and died in Chang'an with regret. It is not that he does not regret it, but he also thinks that the cause of the king cannot be left in limbo, so he took the risk to carry out the wishes of the late emperor."
"Before the Prime Minister passed away, foreign affairs were entrusted to the Grand Marshal, and domestic affairs were entrusted to you, my Lord."
"The Grand Marshal was ordered to take charge in a time of crisis. I could not sleep or eat. Your Excellency often told me that it was my duty to eliminate evil and stop trouble. I am weak and ill, so I have not been able to achieve anything. I am worried day and night."
"The Prime Minister helped the Han Dynasty to revive three times, the Grand Marshal helped the Han Dynasty to revive three times, and you also helped the Han Dynasty to revive three times. Although I am not talented, I am willing to do my best to help the Han Dynasty to revive three times."
"I would like to thank the Grand Marshal for his kindness. However, if I return to Chang'an because of your affairs, I am afraid that you will not only not be happy, but will be angry because of my act of deposing you."
My health is not very good to begin with, and if something unexpected happens because of this anger, it would be extremely unfilial.
Feng Dasima didn't expect that just a casual remark of his would lead Jiang Bin to say so much.
His gaze became somewhat complicated, even mixed with inexplicable emotion and admiration.
The world is divided into three parts, and Shu Han is probably the place with the most idealists.
Unfortunately, the ending of idealists is often tragic.
Thinking of this, Feng Da Sima couldn't help but sigh:
"The general and I are not outsiders either."
The matchmaker for the two ladies on the left and right was Jiang Wan.
Not to mention the friendship between Feng Dasima and Jiang Wan in their early years.
"Every time I think of the Prime Minister's death in the army, and even when the Prime Minister was buried, my brother (Zhuge Qiao) in Nanzhong was unable to come, I always sigh."
He glanced at Jiang Bin and said, "So, I naturally don't want the general to follow in my footsteps. There's no need."
Given the current situation of the Han Dynasty, there is no need to do so.
"Bin thanks the Grand Marshal for his kindness," Jiang Bin said, not knowing whether he was mocking himself or joking. "If I can really leave my name in history like the Prime Minister, I believe that the Lord can even send me to Nanzhong now."
Feng Da Sima was silent for a moment, then nodded:
"I am being superfluous. Everyone has their own aspirations and we cannot force others to do anything."
"Grand Marshal, please don't say that," Jiang Bin said hurriedly. "At this time of war, Grand Marshal is busy with military affairs, but you still took the time to talk about my personal affairs. I am really humbled and grateful."
"After this battle, if Bin is lucky enough to serve you with medicine, it will be a favor from the Grand Marshal."
The battle in Hebei is destined to be a major war, and it is still unknown when it will end.
It's almost the end of the year now, and it's hard to say whether the general can survive this year.
So after hearing what Jiang Bin said, Feng Dasima just smiled.
Just take it as a polite remark.
At this point, Feng Da Sima naturally couldn't persuade him any more, and just said:
"Since you have made up your mind, I won't say any more."
After finishing the conversation, Da Sima walked out first, and Jiang Bin, who followed behind, couldn't help but say:
"Please rest assured, Grand Marshal. If this battle can really recover Hebei, then even if you are already under the yellow soil, you will be pleased and smile."
After a pause, he added another word of advice:
"In the war in Hebei, the Grand Marshal has failed to bear the heavy trust of His Majesty and is responsible for the lives of the soldiers. Although Bin is dull, he is willing to risk his life to give advice. I implore the Grand Marshal to focus on the war at this time and not be distracted by matters unrelated to the war."
When Feng Dasima heard this, he stopped and looked back at Jiang Bin, his eyes once again revealing a hint of complexity.
When facing idealists, Feng Dasima is still willing to talk more about reason.
When in Nanzhong, some unpleasantness between Jiang Bin and himself was actually caused by the fact that he was too loyal to the royal family.
In this respect, he is also an idealist.
Of course, this unpleasantness is all in the past.
He was recommended for the position of Hedong governor by General Feng himself.
"Mr. Jiang has already said that this is before the war," the great commander said with a hint of confidence and calmness on his face. "If I have to personally handle even the trivial matters before the war, then what are the soldiers and staff officers under my command supposed to do?"
Even for wartime tactical rehearsals, military personnel and staff have conducted countless simulations over the past few years.
I remember that Zhongdu Protectorate would select the best students every year to study in the military advisory group.
Jiang Bin showed a bitter smile on his face, "It was Bin Bu who was making trouble. He was so arrogant that he wanted to advise the Grand Marshal on military affairs."
Although the Grand Marshal was the successor designated by the Prime Minister, he was even the Prime Minister's disciple.
But it has to be said that the two people's styles of doing things are completely at two extremes.
Given his status, he is not qualified to judge who is better or worse.
only……
Looking at the figure walking in front of him with a relaxed look, he remembered that when he was in Shu, his master often sighed about the Prime Minister's hard work.
Jiang Bin couldn't help but have a somewhat disrespectful thought in his mind:
If the prime minister had listened to Yang Zizhao's (Yang Yong's) advice, "governance should have its own system, and the upper and lower levels should not interfere with each other."
I think even if it is not as easy as Sima is now, it will not be as hard as before.
After mobilizing the soldiers and officials of Hedong at the Hedong Prefecture Government, General Feng rushed to the next target without stopping.
Wang Han, who was in charge of garrisoning Chenguanxing, had been waiting for the arrival of the Grand Marshal early on.
When he saw the familiar figure, he ran over excitedly:
"General Wang Han pays respect to you, my lord!"
Instead of calling him "Grand Sima", he called him "Lord", which already shows his relationship with Grand Sima Feng.
Everyone can call Lord Feng the Grand Marshal, but not everyone can call the Grand Marshal the Lord.
"No need to be so polite." Feng Dasima, who was riding on his horse, gestured to Wang Han, "Lead the way."
There was no politeness, and the tone was not polite, but it was an attitude that countless people desired but could not obtain.
Because this shows that Feng Dasima is not shy.
"Here!"
Wang Han responded but did not turn around. Instead, he stepped forward and personally led the horse for Feng Dasima.
He was originally a member of Wang Ping's clan, but was brought out of the clan by Wang Ping. He also followed Feng Dasima for many years and often received guidance from him.
When I followed General Feng and led the personal guard battalion, it was normal for me to hold the whip and follow the stirrup.
Although he was already leading an army and guarding a region on his own, he did not feel the slightest bit embarrassed to go back to his old job.
However, when General Feng saw this, he raised his whip and pointed at the soldiers who were waiting to greet him, and asked:
"You are a general after all. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at for your attitude?"
Wang Han shook his head and said seriously:
"Who in the army doesn't know that I was brought up by the Lord? The Lord's kindness is great, and I will never forget it. Not to mention holding the horse and whipping the horse for the Lord, even if I die for the Lord, I will not hesitate."
As he spoke, he pointed with his free hand in the direction of Grand Marshal Feng's whip, "And as long as Grand Marshal allows, I'm afraid there will be many people vying for the position if they are willing to lead the horse for him."
As one of Feng Da Sima's earliest followers, Wang Han could almost be said to have witnessed how the prince led the Han soldiers to repeatedly defeat the bandits.
Step by step, he established his prestige in the Han army.
Especially after the death of the prime minister, the prince who was in charge of the military affairs both inside and outside the country turned the tide in the Battle of Shangdang, and his reputation in the army reached its peak.
There is no soldier who is unwilling to follow an invincible commander.
One of the most direct reasons is that an invincible commander can allow them to achieve greater military merits while also having the greatest chance of saving their lives.
Honor, military merit, life...
These are the things that the soldiers need most and value most, and they are most likely to obtain them only by following such a commander.
Junhou is the commander most recognized by the Han soldiers. In the minds of many people, he is even a military god.
In the face of a great war, is it shameful to lead the horse and whip the Han army god?
No, this is an honor and even more of an opportunity!
(End of this chapter)