"Wen Bin didn't say anything just now. Do you have other thoughts?"
Han Yu's eyebrows hadn't relaxed since he left the tent. There were faint wrinkles between his eyebrows.
"Gong Luo, how do you think our lord is compared to the north borderline?"
Han Yu filtered the words in his mind over and over again before he asked cautiously.
Cheng Xun was stunned at first, then he thought of something and his expression turned ugly.
Jiang Pengji had even annihilated the Northern borderline. No matter how difficult it was to conquer Xu Bei, could it be more difficult than the Northern borderline?
"Is Wenbin trying to say that Lord is inferior to Liu Xi?"
Cheng Xun was a master complex. He couldn't stand others saying that his master was not as good as others, even if it was Han Yu who said it.
Han Yu shook his head.
If he personally admitted that Liu Xi was inferior to his Lord, wouldn't Xu Bei flip the heavens if he heard this?
"That's not what I meant," Han Yu explained, "Underestimating the enemy is the biggest trouble in using troops."
Just like the scene just now —
Disregarding whether "I want 100% of the nine prefectures and four seas" was arrogant or not, in terms of qualifications, Jiang Pengji was more qualified than Xu Bei.
Those who were stronger than her had the right to say that she was arrogant, but those who were weaker than her should pay full attention instead of looking down on the enemy.
Cheng Xun said, "Wenbin is worrying too much. The Lord can't be compared to the Northern Borderline at all. Liu Xi may have defeated the Northern Borderline, but he may not be able to defeat his lord. The Northern Borderline is a tribe that has yet to undergo barbarism. Although they have brute force, they lack intelligence. Coupled with Liu Xi's cunning, it's not surprising that he was lucky enough to win. "
Han Yu was a little uncomfortable, but he didn't show it.
Cheng Xun's opinion of Jiang Pengji was not ordinary. She came from an aristocratic family but mingled with the commoners. He heard that she had all kinds of people under her: the sons of prostitutes, mixed-bloods, criminals … Dare he ask, did she have any decent people under her?
The only one who caught her eye was Feng Jin. He was talented and virtuous, and his family background and bloodline were both first-class.
Oh —
He had forgotten that there was still his younger brother.
Cheng Xun could not help but frown at the thought.
Why did Father allow Cheng Yuan to assist Liu Xi? Why didn't he stop him?
Cheng Xun continued, "Furthermore, the northern lands lack education. Most of the officials in her tent were rough people, all of them were lowly men of humble birth, the descendants of aristocratic families disdained to be associated with them. Helping the world is an important matter. How can a true hero work with a lowly and immoral person? "
Cheng Xun was a typical supporter of the aristocratic families. He was proud of his bloodline and birth, and disdained the commoners and commoners.
The environment he had been living in since he was young had shaped this kind of character. His prejudice towards family status had long been deeply rooted, and it was difficult to remove it.
Not only Cheng Xun, but many other scions also had the same idea.
Although there were no written rules to divide people into different classes, in the current era where the aristocratic families were as solid as a fortress, the invisible social classes had already taken shape, and there was an insurmountable gap between them.
Han Yu said, "Wenbin's words are biased."
If Han Yu wasn't Master Yuanjing's apprentice, but a simple descendant of an aristocratic family, he would agree with Cheng Xun.
People of the same class were highly similar in terms of thought-form and other aspects.
However, the teacher Han Yu admired was Master Yuanjing.
Master Yuanjing was born in a poor family, but he was recognized by many aristocratic families. Who dared to question his attainments and qualifications as a teacher?
Cheng Xun saw that Han Yu was a little angry, and then he remembered about Master Yuanjing.
What was the difference between criticizing the poor and commoners in front of Han Yu and scolding his father in front of Han Yu?
"Although Liu Xi is a woman, she is also a feudal lord who ruled over several states. She has two horse farms in her territory. I'm afraid that it will be difficult for the lord to stop her alone, "Han Yu continued," The most important thing now is to dispatch the three armies and prepare for war. "
The confrontation between two armies did not depend on who had a better family background and who would get more points.
In troubled times, not to mention the aristocratic families, even if a knife was placed on their necks, they would still be beheaded.
Xu Fei was born in the Xu family of Zhe County. If there was a ranking list of his family background, this guy could definitely climb to the top 50 in Dongqing.
But what happened?
Did his noble family save his life?
Not only was he forced to die, but his wife and concubines were also raped by the thugs in front of his corpse. Only one of his children was left.
Instead of talking about family background, it was better to say that the winner takes all.
The winner was crowned king, and the loser's corpse was left in the wilderness.
Cheng Xun also took the opportunity to say, "Well, Wenbin is right."
They ended the conversation in a hurry.
After the two of them separated, Han Yu looked at Cheng Xun's back with a complicated expression.
He was very sure of Cheng Xun's talent and rationality, but his stubbornness about his family background gave him a headache.
His lord, Xu Pei, had many talented people under his command. They were loyal, intelligent, and courageous …
Ever since the establishment of the team, Xu Pei had never worried about the lack of talent.
On the other hand, if it weren't for the participation of a few experts in the education field and the joint efforts of the Golden Scale Court to become a talent selection market, would she have enough people under her command? Not enough at all! Even now, it was a little hard to make ends meet, let alone in the past …
With such a huge difference in the team, how could Jiang Pengji still firmly suppress Xu Pei?
It wasn't that Han Yu didn't understand, but he tried to persuade Xu Pei indirectly, but Xu Pei still didn't change. What else could he do?
Xu Pei valued the aristocratic families and looked down on the talented commoners, making them sit on the bench every day. Even the warmest of hearts would freeze.
Thinking of this, Han Yu felt a little irritated for no reason.
He simply found something for himself to do, such as inspecting the training of the soldiers in the military camp.
As soon as he arrived at the drill ground, he heard a thunderous command. The soldiers followed the command and waved their spears, advancing and retreating in a clean and efficient manner.
"Captain Xie …"
Han Yu saw Xie Ze, who was training the soldiers on the drill ground.
Xie Ze was a man with sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, and eyes as dark as ink. He was heroic and handsome.
At this moment, he was bare-chested, revealing his muscular upper body. He was personally teaching the soldiers how to use the spear to defend against the enemy.
"Han … Military Counselor Han …"
Xie Ze withdrew his spear and was about to step forward when a gust of cold wind suddenly blew past him, making him feel a little chilly.
He was slightly embarrassed and grabbed a long robe that was piled up at the side, hastily putting it on to cover his muscles.
"Why are you here, Military Counselor?"
Han Yu said, "There will be big movements in the next few days. I'm thinking of countermeasures, so I dropped by to see how your training is going."
Xie Ze said, "I see."
Han Yu looked at the young man in front of him. He was two years younger than him, but he was a head taller than him.
No wonder he was an elite from the Xie's.
Han Yu smiled and squinted his eyes, watching Xie Ze train the soldiers.
Because of the presence of the Military Counselor, Xie Ze, who was already strict, became even stricter, causing the soldiers to complain secretly.
When the day's training was over, many of them were too tired to get up.
"Why are all of you so tired? We've made a fool of ourselves in front of the Military Counselor. Continue to lie down, two more rounds of training! "
Xie Ze was angry and amused at the same time. A few of the more cunning adjutants smiled and begged for mercy.
"The general is mighty. We can't stand it anymore. We'll get up now, we'll get up now. "
Xie Ze picked up the armor that was scattered on the side and held the helmet in his other hand.
He invited Han Yu, "Military Counselor, you haven't had dinner yet, right? Why don't you stay for a meal?"
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