Farmer of Shu Han

In Linwei City, Guo Huai's face was extremely solemn, and he hurriedly walked towards a wing in the Sheriff's Mansion.

The medicine smell in the wing room is very strong, even a little choking.

Zhang He was lying on the couch with his eyes closed tightly, and his eye sockets were sunken deeply. His face, which was originally a little thin, was now skinny, his lips were chapped, and his complexion was morbidly rosy.

"How is the old general?"

Guo Huai asked the maid standing in front of the couch in a low voice.

"Back to General Guo, the old general has a high fever and has never woken up."

When Guo Huai heard this, the worried expression on his face became even more serious.

Now that the Shu captives are approaching the city, and Qingshui City in the north is now an isolated city, Guo Huai knows in his heart that sooner or later Guangwei County will fall into the hands of the Shu captives.

He glanced at Zhang He who was on the couch again, and said to the door, "Come in!"

I saw a few strong sergeants pouring in from the door.

The leader among them was Zhang Xi's personal guard.

I saw Guo Huai ordering to the leader, "Before Linwei City is not besieged and the Wei River is still passable, you should take General Zhang out of the city and return to Guanzhong for treatment. Don't delay the illness."

"Then what are you going to do, General?"

Guo Huai smiled lightly, "I have the responsibility of guarding the land. Now that I have lost Shangbi, I have already committed the crime of losing the land. Now I can only stick to Linwei, the last fulcrum, to wait for reinforcements and make amends."

"When His Majesty comes to Chang'an in person, he will definitely send reinforcements from the Kanto region. How can the mere Shu captives compare with China's millions of troops? Now they are just getting a temporary advantage. Once the army arrives, the Shu captives will definitely be powerless to resist."

Having said this, Guo Huai's face showed determination, and he waved, "Take the old general and go quickly!"

All the sergeants took orders and began to move Zhang Yun.

"Be careful, don't touch the wound."

Guo Huai exhorted from the side.

I saw that although the wound on Zhang Xi's left leg was bandaged, the exposed calf was not only swollen as thick as a normal thigh, but it was still turning black, which looked really scary.

Zhang He was turned over and groaned, but his eyes still did not open.

It was night, and a group of people left the city through the east gate of Linwei, and quietly left through Weishui.

Two days later, the news that Qingshui City was broken reached Linwei.

Just as Guan Xing and Zhang Bao led the army to continue south to meet Wu Yi, Feng Yong finally returned to Jicheng.

The one who greeted him was Shi Xianglang, the head of the prime minister who glared at him with a straight face.

"The Prime Minister has an order, please General Feng immediately go with a certain person to see the Prime Minister."

Xiang Lang looked at Feng Yong with an expression of resentment.

Xiang Lang is a good old man, his temperament is rarely concealed, and Feng Yong can naturally guess the reason why he treats him like this.

Xiang Lang admired Ma Liang very much in the past, and made friends with Ma Di in private. Now, relying on his great achievements, he beat Ma Di violently in public.

It's just that no matter what Xiang Lang said, he was already his grandfather's age, Feng Yong just pretended not to see Xiang Lang's anger.

If the young and energetic general wins a big battle, if he is not a little domineering, can he succeed?

"The last general, Feng Yong, has been ordered to come back and meet the prime minister."

Feng Yong was led into the living room of the front courtyard of Ji Taishou's mansion. Zhuge Liang was sitting in it with his head bowed and reviewing something. There were a lot of documents piled up on his case table.

"I'm back!" The prime minister of the big Han looked up at Feng Yong, looked a little tired, sighed, waved his hand, and let the others go down.

Then he pointed to the table next to him, "There's water there, pour it yourself if you're thirsty."

"Thank you, Prime Minister." Feng Yong hurriedly stepped forward to pour a bowl, and brought it in front of Zhuge Liang, "Prime Minister is leading the army abroad and has to deal with so many government affairs. It's really hard work. Drink some water first."

Zhuge Liang rubbed his forehead helplessly, "If you can keep the rules outside, why do you have to act like this in front of me now?"

"What the prime minister said is wrong. The prime minister can be regarded as my half-uncle. It is only natural to pour you a bowl of water. Why is it just pretending?"

Feng Yong put down the bowl, picked up another bowl by himself, rinsed it carefully with water, then poured water for himself again, and drank it down.

When Zhuge Liang heard the words, there was a look of dumbfounding on his face, "I asked you to work in the prime minister's mansion five years ago, and you would rather only have a few hundred acres of land. Now you are saying that I am your half-uncle, you are so shameless. It’s the only one in the world.”

Feng Yong chuckled.

"Now someone tells me that you made military achievements on your own, without military law, and abused lynching. Tell me, what did you think at that time?"

Zhuge Liang himself took a sip of water from the bowl and asked warmly.

"Who is it? It's good to be so shameless?"

Feng Yong was taken aback, and secretly thought that Xiang Lang was open-minded? At such an age, he still sues behind his back like a villain?

"You don't care who it is, just say what you think? Is it true that you have no military discipline because of your merits?"

Feng Yong found a seat below and sat down, looked at Zhuge Liang, "Prime Minister, there is no one else here, so don't fool me with those words that fool outsiders. If I don't do this, I will really talk about Ma Su ..."

"Um?"

Zhuge Liang glared at him.

"Well, well, it's that Martha... well, at that time, it's not too much to sentence him to death, right?"

"Ma Di didn't know people well, acted improperly when confronting the enemy, and didn't know how to gather the rout after he was defeated. He only said one crime, which was not considered a capital crime, but counting several crimes together, a death penalty is not too much."

Zhuge Liang admitted, and then sighed again, "I was also at fault for this matter. When I knew he was camping on the mountain, I shouldn't let him continue to command the army. It's just because he is close to me, and I still have selfish intentions after all."

"Besides, I was a little too hasty in this Northern Expedition. In the battle of Jieting, Li Sheng condoned the lawlessness before, and Ma Di fled in defeat after the first engagement.

"On the other hand, the soldiers you lead are clear about orders, and the soldiers use their lives. That's why they can break through the famous generals like Zhang Yun. So after the Northern Expedition, I want to spread the lost in the territory. Punish and think about mistakes, and learn to change the way."

When Feng Yong heard this, he was very surprised at the moment, "The Prime Minister defeated Cao Zhen in Wudu, and tens of thousands of Cao thieves are gone. How can there be any loss?"

"How can the tens of thousands of Cao thieves compare with the plan of the Northern Expedition?" Zhuge Liang shook his head, "If the Northern Expedition fails, Ma Su must use human heads as a sacrifice."

"Although it is dangerous now, the overall situation is finally settled. You beat him up in front of the lieutenant and humiliated him too much. It is not good for me to use severe punishment here."

Feng Yongyou said angrily and unfairly, "I also wanted to kill him as a sacrifice to the soldiers, but Hanzhong's success is due to him, and Nanxiang has received a lot of care from him."

"Besides, there are not as many talented people in the big man as there are Cao thieves. Now that the world is uncertain, it is unwise to kill talented people. So trying to lose some reputation and save his life can be regarded as saving some vitality for the big man. Bar."

Zhuge Liang heard for the first time that someone could vent their personal anger in such a high-sounding manner.

Immediately, he became angry, "It's rare for you to think like this. If I don't fulfill you, I have failed you. If that's the case, then I will do everything: you hit him, and I will punish you. Now that Ma Su has been fulfilled, Let you accept the hearts of soldiers, how about it?"

"Punish what? How?"

Feng Yong suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Punish dozens of military sticks," Zhuge Liang said indifferently, "Ma Di was beaten up by you, and fell ill after arriving in Jicheng, and now he is almost breathless. I didn't expect that at such a young age, it would be So vicious."

Ma Su is about to die of illness?

Feng Tubie who heard the news stood up immediately in fright, his face turned pale.

"Prime Minister, don't talk nonsense. After I finished beating him, he was obviously fine. Now he is sick because of his poor health. What does it have to do with my beating him? How can this matter be blamed on me?"