At this point, the old man seemed to have thought of something. He sighed, "I also remember something Xie Xibian said. Attacking and defending the enemy is actually attacking the heart. It depends on who can grasp the mentality and the general situation. This makes me have no choice but to mention that Chen Zhibao. This person is known as the White Clothed War Saint because, other than being skilled at the pinnacle of generals and soldiers, he especially likes to analyze other people's thoughts. In this way, Xie Xibian and Kou Jianghuai are like Chen Zhibao's brilliant disciples, each with their own strengths. Of course, as the war progresses, their potential will be excavated even more. As for how high they can reach, it will largely depend on whether or not the civil officials who participate in the court assembly every day drag them down … "
A eunuch quickly walked into the courtyard and bent over to hand over a 600-li urgent military intelligence report. Then, he bowed and retreated. From beginning to end, he didn't say a word, nor did he show any elaborate etiquette. Sun Xiji, who was used to this, opened the report and saw that it was sent by Cao Changqing. The old man's face was beaming with joy. He looked at the Princess and said with a face full of joy, "This Kou Jianghuai is determined to show his strength to this old official who has been gossiping. In addition to Changqing's words, I reckon that in the short term, no one will dare to say anything in the court assembly. Your Highness, look, Song Li clearly wants to take a risk and use the Red Ditch in front of Fire Date Mountain as bait. He wants to catch Kou Jianghuai, this big fish that appears and disappears like a ghost. At the same time, he wants to use his personal army to go around Red Date Mountain. I think this general would never have thought that Kou Jianghuai would take the bait. However, Song Li still didn't have the opportunity to raise his rod. In three hours, Kou Jianghuai only used three hours to completely wipe out the four thousand people at Red Ditch. After eating the bait with lightning speed, he quickly retreated eighty li. By the time Song Li, whose marching speed was fast enough, arrived at Red Ditch, it would already be too late. "
Sun Xiji laughed heartily. "It's not that this is a big battle, but it's really satisfying to see Song Li suffer as soon as he takes office. This is no different from adding fuel to the fire for Spring Snow Building. As for Kou Jianghuai, it was killing three birds with one stone. He suppressed Song Li's arrogance and took down Red Gutter's forces. At the same time, he also made us speechless. It was no wonder that Chang Qing added a sentence in the spy report, "The eastern line belongs to Kou, the northern line belongs to Xie. The two of them can deploy troops and do as they please." Do as you please! "
Jiang Ni asked softly, "Isn't the commander of the southern expedition, Lu Shengxiang, a famous general from the Spring and Autumn Period? There was also the Dragon General Xu Gong, who was also praised by Uncle for being both intelligent and courageous. Why didn't Li Yang use any of them? Moreover, we have Xie Xibian and Kou Jianghuai on our side. Doesn't the enemy camp have such young generals? "
The old man restrained his smile and patiently said, "This is like the Chinese chess that Huang San Jia invented. On our side, Da Chu's generals and soldiers are clearly spaced apart. They each have their own duties. Those who should break the enemy lines break the enemy lines, and those who should lead the troops lead the troops. However, on the other side of the border, in the Liyang imperial court, the Zhao family's Weng is known to have all the talents in the world. The Zhao family's Son has too many people that he can use, and they are densely packed together. For example, Lu Shengxiang is at the border, but in front of him, there are Yang Shenxing and Yan Zhenchun, and then there are the veteran generals from the Spring and Autumn Period. It's not his turn to be the vanguard. As for that Xu Gong, his position in the Liyang imperial court is even lower than Lu Shengxiang's. He's not an official from the capital, nor is he a veteran general. If he wants to lead an army, he first needs to carve out a path of blood in his own camp. "
Jiang Ni sighed. Listening to the waves of cicadas, she was unable to disguise her annoyance.
The old man smiled. He raised his head to look at the evergreen trees that were still green and gloomy in autumn. Then he stood and casually said something before leaving. "The sound of cicadas adds to one's worries. Of course, it's worry that one's intestines are broken."
Jiang Ni was in a daze and muttered to herself.
She didn't want to admit that compared to the home she was in, the only home in the world that could compare to the Imperial Palace in Great 'an City, she would often think of that small house on the mountain that belonged to her alone. The summer was hot and the winter was cold. The hard little bed, the mended window, and always silently looked at each other with the tattered quilt of her fellow sufferers. During those years there, there was not a single word of flattery, only cold words from the odd-job workers and maidservants. However, that malice was displayed on everyone's face. She could see and recognize it. Although she hated it, she never felt uncertain in her heart. She didn't need to think about the scheming behind those respectful and solemn faces like now. She didn't need to shoulder the burden on her own shoulders.
Occasionally, she would return to the thatched cottage on Wudang Mountain in her dreams. She would dream that she was taking care of the small vegetable garden that was always full of green. She would dream that she was squatting in the vegetable garden and carefully counting the harvest with her fingers.
After she was able to fly on the sword, she had seen too many spectacular scenes in the world. However, these scenes were forgotten after she saw them.
Many years ago, at this time, a sloppy young man was holding a branch and fiercely slapping a mournful tree. He turned his head to a young girl and said with a mischievous smile, "I know, I know. What the hell do you know! Little mud man, do you know? "
At this time, Jiang Ni subconsciously blurted out, just like in the past.
"What the hell do I know!"
At that time, the young man held his belly with one hand and pointed at her with the other hand with the branch. He smiled and said, "Little mud man, you know me! If I can't find a wife in the future, you can make up the number! "
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(Attend the Shanghai Book Fair signing in the afternoon of the 18th of this month. Location: Shanghai Exhibition Center, No. 1000 Yan 'an Middle Road, Shanghai.)
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