Chapter 1094 No, it was killed

  Jia Ping'an is back.

   After getting the news, he hurriedly chose a place outside with his family, and then returned to the city.

  On the way, Jia Pingan couldn't help but want to laugh when he thought of Jia Yu's face.

   "Your Majesty, Zhao Guogong is asking to see you."

  The monarch and his ministers were all surprised.

  Wu Mei said lightly: "Ping An is stable."

   Li Zhi said: "Yes! Steady."

  After Liu Rengui came back, Jia Pingan took care of him. In Pingkangfang, more than a dozen people drank too much and sang, which can be called ghost crying and wolf howling. The neighbor next door knocked on the door when he couldn't listen anymore, but was beaten violently by a group of people.

   Li Zhi couldn't afford to lose the face of important ministers fighting in groups, so he immediately ordered Baiqi to dispatch to suppress the news.

   Is this stability?

   Li Zhi smiled.

  When Jia Ping'an came in, Li Zhi immediately asked, "What do you think of this matter?"

"Your Majesty, I thought Ashina Helu was not reconciled to this matter, and felt that his time was running out. If he could not achieve a major victory before leaving, his reputation after death would be notorious. In addition, the situation of his children and grandchildren It won't be too good."

   "This is the motive." Li Zhi nodded, "I thought Tubo would be on the sidelines."

   "Your Majesty is wise." Jia Pingan sent a rainbow fart, and seeing the emperor's face was pleased, he said: "Tibetan is a tiger, Turkic is a wolf, and tigers and wolves will not hunt together."

  Li Ji said: "If we join forces, both parties have to worry about being annexed by the other party."

   are not good birds!

  Xu Jingzong said: "Your Majesty, the Turks should be conquered."

   "That's right." Jia Pingan sent an assist for his old comrades, "Your Majesty, Ashina Helu's raid on Luntai failed. At this moment, the morale of the army is depressed, and it is a good time to attack."

  Li Yifu frowned, "Is this timing appropriate?"

  Jia Ping'an felt that Li Yifu was a good person, but his understanding of the battle formation was a stick.

The two looked at each other, Li Yifu wanted to avoid it, Jia Pingan smiled, "Since the conquest of the Japanese, there has been no movement in the Tang army. The army has to move every few years, and it can't be a small movement. It's better to get a strong one." Opponents to practice."

   Later, it was changed to a recruiting system. Jiedushi led his own army to fight outside, while the soldiers in the pass gradually became reduced to clubs, and were finally defeated by one blow.

  This sentence made Li Ji couldn't help expressing his opinion, "This statement is very true."

  The army needs to see blood, and sooner or later the army that does not see blood will suffer big losses.

Jia Ping'an successfully crushed Li Yifu, "No matter how hard the drill is, but when the battle comes, the opponent's horses come, and the movement is so loud that the soldiers who are fighting for the first time can fight with each other. When the arrows are like The rain poured on the top of the head, and the soldiers who have not experienced it will be flustered."

  The conclusion is self-evident.

   "Just to fight!"

   "Yes, only the fighting with real swords and guns can make fierce soldiers."

  The emperor made a decision, "Anxi has now become the place of the Four Wars. Tubo is eyeing it, and the Turks are even more probing. In this way, the Tang Dynasty should attack all the way to deter the neighbors."

  What should I do if I have trouble?

beat!

   This is Datang's answer.

   "In addition, the Great Eclipse destroyed Persia."

Li Zhi said in a deep voice: "The Dashi attacked Persia last time and killed the king of Persia, but it did not go further. Prince Belus went to Tocharo, and when the Dashi army went, Tocharo sent troops to **** Belus back to the country, and immediately Succession. But it didn’t take long for the Dashi to strike again, and they didn’t garrison after destroying Persia this time, obviously because they wanted to occupy that area and spy on Anxi and other places.”

   This is a variable.

   Jia Ping'an's heart trembled, "Your Majesty, Dashi is a strong enemy, and Datang needs their news."

  Li Zhi nodded, "I have ordered Baiqi to launch secret spies to investigate."

   "But I think the Persians know more." Jia Ping'an said.

   Li Zhi smiled and said, "You can ask."

  Jia Ping'an could not go on this expedition against Turks, and he knew it well.

  So when the emperor asked about the candidate, he didn't say a word.

  Except for him, Su Dingfang is the only one who can control himself at this moment, but Su Dingfang is old, and it is already a bit powerless to guard against Tubo in the northwest.

   Followed by Xue Rengui.

   Sure enough, Li Zhi finally decided to let Xue Rengui lead the attack.

   Datang needs talents who are in charge, and talents need to be tempered.

  Pei Xingjian and others go into battle again and follow Xue Rengui.

   "This battle must make Datang lose one opponent in the West!"

  The emperor roared unprecedentedly.

  The general knelt down, promised loudly, and vowed not to withdraw his troops if Ashina Helu could not be wiped out.

   This is the scene only in the prosperous age.

  Jia Ping'an is very busy.

  There are a lot of things to do when the army is dispatched to the Ministry of War, especially the fish charms have to go through the hands of the Ministry of War.

   "Why is it called a fish symbol?"

  Jia Pingan felt that the old Li family was too domineering.

   In the past, it was better to call the chamber pot as a tiger, and you can associate it with thousands of troops when you urinate, but now it is called a horse.

  The original Bing Talisman was called Tiger Talisman, which sounded domineering, but now it is called Fish Talisman.

  Fortunately, the ancestor of the Li family was only called Li Hu. Jia Pingan thought what if he was called Li Fan? I have to change the way I eat in the future.

  This kind of taboo is the most ridiculous.

  The army was dispatched, but Jia Ping'an's affairs increased.

   "Go to check on the Persians in Chang'an, especially those who came recently, and ask about Dashi's news."

  The secret agents of the Ministry of War moved quickly, bringing a businessman every few days.

   "Meet Zhao Guogong."

  The businessman looked very pious.

   "How about Dashi?"

  To this day, Jia Pingan no longer needs to think about the means, but directly asks the question he wants to ask.

  This is the way the superiors do things.

  The so-called detour is a helpless move... Who would want to be tactful if you can be straightforward?

  The merchant's eyes burst into joy.

   "Mr. Zhao, the big cannibal is vicious. Now it is said that the soldiers are divided into multiple groups, and they are fighting in all directions!"

   Jia Ping'an looked calm, "But invincible?"

  The merchant's eyes were filled with shock, "The Duke actually knew?"

  Of course Jia Pingan knew, he knew that this was the most powerful period of Dashi, and during this period, Dashi continued to expand in all directions.

   "Is it bad luck for Tianzhu?"

  The people of that land have been a tragedy for a long time, anyone can bully them.

  The businessman nods.

   "Constantinople is their obstacle."

   Dashi attacked Eastern Rome several times, but suffered repeated setbacks. The most famous one was the burning of the Dashi navy by Greek fire.

  If there is no stubborn resistance from Eastern Rome, what will be the consequences?

  Jia Pingan finds it interesting just thinking about it.

   "What about Syria?"

  Jia Pingan can remember some vague things, but he forgot the exact date.

  Ming Jing's eyes suddenly changed when he saw the businessman beside him, as if he saw a god.

   “Syria is gone.”

   Well, this big food is really awesome!

   "Persia is gone, and Dashi is stronger than ever. They are now expanding everywhere, but they have two opponents that give them headaches. One is Eastern Rome, and the other is Datang."

  In history, the Great Food has continuously attacked Eastern Rome, but it has failed, otherwise it will be able to move forward...Europe will be unlucky.

   And Dashi's coveting of the East will not be reduced by half, and their envoys will come every once in a while...

   "Duke, the Great Food Messenger is coming, we should go to the suburbs to meet him."

  Wu Kui saw the light in Jia Pingan's eyes.

  This is sleepy and I'm sending you a pillow!

  …

  The suburban welcome was grand.

  The envoy was a little confused.

"What?"

  The entourage said: "It is the Minister of the Ministry of War to welcome you."

   You are too polite!

  The envoy said with a smile: "It seems that our luck is good. This Shangshu is..."

   Dashi is far away from Datang, and there are only two ways to get news about Datang: one is to learn from the merchants, and the other is to send envoys to inquire about the news in person.

  The entourage said: "This Minister of the Ministry of War is Jia Ping'an."

   "That Zhao Guogong?" The envoy kept smiling, and laughed out loud when he heard the words, and walked over quickly.

   "This envoy is quite arrogant." The official accompanying the envoy introduced the situation beside Jia Pingan, "This journey is very indifferent, and no one pays attention..."

  Wang Bo followed to open his eyes, and said: "When the food is powerful, the envoy is naturally arrogant. The Tang Dynasty is like this."

  The envoys of the Tang Dynasty always held their heads high when they went out.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

  Officials and Wang Bo all turned sideways.

The messenger smiled as if he had met his long-lost brother, and said: "I have met Zhao Guogong. Zhao Guogong's reputation in Dashi is not small. His martial arts skills are great, and I also like to discuss the way of fighting, but only I am thinking about it in private, and I will ask the Duke to enlighten me later."

   Isn’t this too enthusiastic?

  Wang Bo glanced at the official and said in a low voice, "Is this indifference?"

  The official was dumbfounded, "How do I know?"

  Jia Pingan smiled, "Your envoy is here, let's settle down first. As for discussing the art of war, I have a lot of things to do recently, but my disciple has got my true instruction, Zi'an."

  Wang Bo stepped forward and stood with his hands tied.

  Jia Pingan pointed at him, "If the envoy is in a hurry, talk to him. If not, let's talk about it after I've been busy for a few days."

  Discuss the art of war?

  Wang Bo and Di Renjie have talked about it on paper countless times, but they have never had a chance to practice it.

  He naturally likes to pretend to be in the limelight, so he said reservedly: "It's just learning from Mr.

  But the messenger agreed happily.

  Jia Ping'an's disciple!

   These young people are impulsive, and if they can't make it right, they can get a lot of secrets, and they can even spy on Jia Ping's tactics.

   This is priceless intelligence.

  The army is stationed in Persia, and the purpose is already obvious, which is to develop to the east. And Anxi Dufu Mansion is a stumbling block.

   If there is a war, you have to find out the temperament of the commander-in-chief of the Tang Dynasty.

  There is no need for Su Dingfang to inquire. Xue Rengui is not in Chang'an, but Jia Ping'an is right in front of him... Although this young man is only his disciple, he is also a channel!

  The envoy was very excited, and after settling down, he sent someone to invite Wang Bo.

   "The way of the art of war is false and true..."

  Wang Bo was full of energy when he spoke, and he talked a lot about the "results" of the paper discussion with Di Renjie.

  The envoy was secretly excited, and the cannibal next door who was writing down Wang Bo's speech was also extremely happy.

  In the palace, Li Zhi asked: "What kind of art of war is that?"

  Jia Pingan said: "Wang Bo was a little impetuous in his work, so I asked him and Di Renjie to think about the art of war together. They thought about it for a long time..."

  Wu Mei was a little worried, "How can this kind of knowledge be passed on to Dashi?"

  Jia Pingan said: "Last time a student came to mathematics. First, he competed with Di Renjie on paper. Di Renjie failed miserably. Wang Bo shot when he couldn't see it.

  Li Zhi was surprised, "Does that student look like a famous general?"

Jia Pingan said: "The student was known as a big talker in mathematics. Later, he was too arrogant and said that he was a famous general. As a result, the school of mathematics couldn't stand it anymore, so he went out and talked with him on paper. In less than a quarter of an hour, he was full of big talk. cold sweat."

   "That door..." Wu Mei felt that this matter became more and more interesting.

   Jia Ping'an said: "Sister, that doorman was originally a team leader, and he led his subordinates to fight in the army. Because of poor command, he caused heavy casualties, and he also limped a leg..."

  Li Zhi was dumbfounded.

   "An incompetent team is defeating that big talker, and the big talker has defeated the combination of your disciple and Di Renjie, then your disciple..."

  Jia Pingan said seriously: "He can't even talk about it on paper. If the big cannibal is like a treasure, then I think it's a great thing."

  …

  Wang Bo returned home.

  He eats, lives and studies at Jia's house, but he can go home to visit at any time.

   "Saburo!"

  After Wang Fuchou came down to the Yamen, he was still holding a small jar of wine in his left hand and an oiled paper bag in his right hand, and the smell of stewed meat soaked out.

  Old Wang’s salary is supposed to be pretty good, but he can’t hold back if he can’t manage the family! It's basically moonlight.

  But now it is different, Wang Bo went to Jia's house. According to the rules of this era, since I knelt down and called my mentor, I naturally have to eat and live with my husband.

  Of course, once Mr. needs you, you have to use both sides, otherwise everyone in the world will spurn you.

  So Lao Wang saved a lot of expenses, and this is not a small life.

   "It came just in time."

  Wang Fuchou smiled and said, "Cook some dishes for my father, just wait."

  His wife left early, and it was very difficult to leave Wang Fuchou pulling a few children.

  Wang Fuchou has successfully taught several children very well, at least in terms of IQ, he is invincible. But no one is perfect. Wang Fuchou is a stickler when it comes to family management. He has no plans for money and spends as much as he has.

  Wang Fuchou went into the kitchen and hurriedly made some eggs and a strip of bacon, only to realize that this was brought back from Jia's house by his son at the beginning of the year.

   A few leftover vegetables from the day before yesterday were cooked with bacon.

  Braised pork with bacon looked pretty good, but after Wang Fuchou thought about it, he went to get another six eggs, and all of them cooked an egg soup.

   "Eat and eat."

  Wang Fuchou came out with the dishes smiling.

  Wang Bo was reading a book. Seeing this, he hurriedly washed his hands, and then went in to help.

  The father and son sat in the yard to eat.

  The autumn wind was very refreshing. Wang Fuchou asked about his son's recent situation, and he was quite relieved to learn that his studies had made great progress.

   "Do you want to drink?" Wang Fuchou looked at his son.

  Wang Bo hesitated, "Sir, he said it's best not to drink alcohol before the age of eighteen."

  Wang Fuchou wondered, "This statement is weird, so you don't need to drink it."

   While drinking, he talked about his new insights from studying recently.

  Wang Bo is fifteen years old, and there are quite a few fathers at this age.

   While listening to his father talking about learning, he secretly looked at the wine jar.

  The boy was curious and wanted to take a sip.

  Wang Fuchou saw his intention and poured him a cup, "Drink it, just taste it."

  Wang Bo took a sip and coughed heart-piercingly.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

  Wang Fuchou smiled very proudly.

  Slightly drunk, Wang Fuchou became triumphant, "The knowledge of being a father is now considered to be a great accomplishment, but it's a pity that as a subordinate, I can't use what I have learned!"

  Old Wang compared the county lieutenant to a subordinate official, which shows the loftiness in his bones.

  He looked at his son and said with emotion: "When will my son succeed in his studies? Mr. Zhao is both civil and military. Can you learn swordsmanship from him?"

  Wang Bo said: "Learned naturally."

Wang Fuchou nodded, and said with satisfaction: "After learning this, even if you can't be a general in the future, you can still protect yourself. By the way, my father has recently pondered some tactics of war. Since you are quite talented, my father will pass them on to you. "

  Wang Bo is silent.

  Wang Fuchou took a sip of his wine with a sip, his eyebrows twitched, "Why? Worried that I won't be able to learn?"

  Wang Bo said: "Aye, the envoy of Dashi asked me about the art of war today."

  Wang Fuchou: "..."

  …

  In the early morning of the second day, Wang found out that his treatment had changed when he got out of bed.

   "Practice your weapons from today."

  Jia Pingan pointed to the guard at home, "If you want to find someone to be a martial arts master, just tell me."

  Wang Bo felt that his small arms and legs were at great risk.

  He looked at the guards, hesitated for a moment, "How about...second brother."

  Wang Er Er raised his severed hand, dumbfounded.

   Jia Pingan kicked him away, and Wang Bo held his buttocks and said, "Please teach me, sir."

  Wang Lao Er smiled and said: "I have a sense of vision. Lang Jun's sword technique comes from actual combat, and it is the sharpest."

  Duan Chuliang said dumbly: "I will supervise."

  Wang Bo hurriedly waved his hands, "No way!"

  Duan Chuliang felt chilly all over, making Wang Bo stay away.

   "Looking good."

   Jia Pingan swung the knife three times in a row, each time at a different angle.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

   Jia Pingan yelled every time he cut.

  Wang Bo felt ashamed.

  Chen Dong and Duan Chuliang stood together, and praised: "Lang Jun's sword technique is simple and ordinary, what do you think?"

  Duan Chuliang said: "Neither you nor I are the match of Lang Jun."

  Chen Dong asked: "What if we join forces?"

  Duan Chuliang glanced at him, "It's dead too!"

  Doudou stretched out, and asked Jia Yu curiously, "Brother, do you want to practice swords with me?"

  Jia Yu's eyelids trembled, "You'd better not practice?"

   "Why?" Doudou said dissatisfied: "Brother, are you looking down on me?"

  Although Jia Yu is the eldest in the family, Jia Yu still can't bear this charge, otherwise his father will punish him later, "Aye said that you are weaker and can't control where the horizontal knife goes, and it is easy to hurt others and yourself."

   "Where is it?" Doudou said dissatisfied.

  Jia Yu said: "Last time when you said you wanted to practice swordsmanship, you almost chopped Ah Fu up with a horizontal knife..."

  Doudou pouted, "It's just that one time, brother, you like to expose shortcomings."

hehe!

   Jia Yu felt that he could no longer communicate with his sister.

  Wang Bo is very smart, at least he will be able to learn these three swords very quickly.

  He was a little proud, "Sir, what do you think?"

   Jia Ping'an said flatly: "Go to the battlefield and finish with one blow."

  Wang Bo rejoiced, "Can I kill the enemy with one blow?"

   Jia Pingan shook his head, "No, he was killed."

  Wang Bo: "..."

   Jia Ping'an ordered: "Swing the knife one hundred times a day, and increase it by twenty times every ten days."

  Wang Bo said: "Good!"

   Isn't this a trivial matter?

   Jia Pingan said: "Duan Chuliang will supervise."

  Wang Bo trembled.

  Du He Xun Jia Ping'an had something to do, and the two went to the side.

   "Brother Wang, let's practice duel."

  Doudou couldn't find an opponent, so he looked for Wang Bo.

  Wang Bo was bursting with confidence, "Okay! But don't cry if you lose!"

  Doudou raised the horizontal knife.

   "Look at my knife skills first."

  Communicate first?

  Wang Bo felt that the junior sister was very humble.

"ah!"

   One knife!

  Wang Bo's knees gave way, and he actually knelt down.

  The horizontal knife passed over his head.

  Du He, who was talking about something, opened his mouth...

  Jia Pingan: "..."

  …

Good night!

  (end of this chapter)