Zhui Xu

"Do you have any ideas?"

In the middle of the night, the lights in the room shook slightly. Ning Yi’s speech, though a question, was not too formal. After he finished, he sat down in his chair. The rest of the room looked at each other for a time, but no one answered.

Since the opening of the bamboo book, and continue to grow, Ning Yi’s side has also gathered a lot of behind-the-scenes talents. In their life experience and experience, they may be different from those of the ancestors of the ancestors, the ancestors, the geeks, the vicissitudes of the world, and the world. This is because in this era, knowledge itself is a very important resource, and the process of transforming knowledge into wisdom It is hard to have a rule. In such a period, they are able to excel, often with superior personal abilities, and mostly rely on self-study and self-induction.

Like a big "big door, the family itself has a wide range of knowledge, and it is a good thing for the children in the family to teach. The children of ordinary people's families, even if they can't afford to read a book, they don't ask for a solution. Knowledge is difficult to transform into their own wisdom. Even if there are a few smart people who can make a slight transformation, they often debut and do things. If they make a small mistake, they will have no background. Turning over - a person really wants to go to the top position, mistakes and frustrations are indispensable part of themselves.

The behind-the-scenes chosen by Ning Yi is probably this kind of person. In the eyes of others, there is no bright spot, but they systematically follow Ning Yi’s learning to do things, master the scientific methods step by step, rely on relatively rigorous collaboration, and play the group’s Great strength, waiting for the road to be flat, only to try some extraordinary ideas, even if it fails, it will be tolerated by everyone, not to be ruined. Such people, leaving the system, collaborative methods and information resources, may be left and right, but in Ning Yi's bamboo system, most people can play far beyond their ability.

These nights are still working overtime to view and return the total information. It is the top of the list.

But even if the ability is stronger, the clever woman is still difficult to be without rice.

"...The two ideas we discussed before, we think, the possibility is not big... The insider information of the Jin people is too little collected. Between the ancestors and the sticky, there may be some gaps. But... It is too difficult to provoke them and then influence the Taiyuan situation. After all, I am not only not enough news, but now there are fifteen days away from the Zongwang army..."

The foremost man in front of him looked at Ning Yi, and some of them made it difficult to say this. Ning Yi has always been strict with them, and he has not tempered his temper. He firmly believes that there is no bizarre strategy, as long as the conditions are right, step by step. It’s not impossible to make a bizarre trick. This time, everyone discussed the issue of Taiyuan. In one direction, it is to use the espionage or various small means to interfere with the upper ranks of the Jin people, so that they are more inclined to take the initiative to retreat. After the direction was put forward, everyone finally went through some whimsical discussions.

But obviously, this time, these ideas are not possible. Three elements of time, distance, and information. They are all in an unfavorable state, not to mention the lack of penetration of the top secret of the Jurchen. Even the tentacle that can be extended is not ideal.

Ning Yi did not speak, and smashed his forehead and expressed his understanding. He was also a little tired, and everyone looked at it for a moment, and a moment later, a behind-the-scenes came over. He took a thing to Ning Yi: "East family, I look at the file tonight, find something, maybe it can be used to pick up a few people in the side of Cai Taishi, the previous Yan is holding a good body. But..."

These people may be older than Ning Yi, but in the past few years, they have become more respectful to him. The other party does not necessarily feel that it is really useful, but mainly wants to give Ning Yi a look at the progress. Ning Yi looked at it, listened to the other person's speech and explanation, and then the two sides talked a few words, Ning Yi nodded.

"It's now well-informed, but as I said before, the core of this time is still under the arm. The ultimate goal is to be sure that it is not good to be awkward, not to be reckless." He paused, his voice was not high. "Or that sentence, before you can make sure that there is a perfect plan, you can't mess around. The Secret Investigation Department is an intelligence system. If it is used as a bargaining chip, then everyone will be at risk. Whether right or wrong, we are all looking for bitterness... ...but this is good, first record it."

The curtain nodded and said, and went back. Ning Yi looked at the map on the top, and when he stood up, his eyes were clear again.

"Look, there are still half a month." He looked back at the crowd and said calmly. "It's good to find a way. I can't find it. When the Jurchen storms Taiyuan, we have another chance. I know everyone is very tired. But at this level of things, there is no retreat, and it can't be called bitter. Try to finish it."

He smiled: "Get some rest early."

He went out from the room and looked up from the courtyard on the first floor. It was a quiet night, 15 months round and crystal clear like amber. Ning Yi went back to the room on the second floor. Juaner was packing up the things in the room, then came up with a pot of hot tea, whispered a few words, and then quit and pulled the door.

Ning Yi sat at the desk and took the brush for a while. The desk was a letter that had never been written. The letter was written to his wife.

"... everyone in the family, you don't have to go back to Beijing for the time being..."

After thinking about it for a while, he wrote something like this:

"... Although the war is over, the aftermath is not exhausted, the situation in Beijing is complicated, and I still can't see the direction. From the resignation of Qin Lao's resignation, it can be seen that the old man is still in the emperor's heart, but I still feel embarrassed in my heart. At the beginning, it was contrary to the original thoughts, but it has not been clearly seen. And after receiving the wind several times, it seems that there has been a struggle and a party dispute. This is expected, but I don’t know the scale. This incident has too much influence, newcomers. If you want to go to the top, the old man will not refuse to go down. If you refuse to go down, you may have to fight.

In this situation in Beijing, Taiyuan plays a pivotal role and is very likely to become a decisive factor. I am also unsure in my heart, and I am quite anxious. Fortunately, there are some things that are shared by Wenfang and Juan. When I think about it, the Secret Investigation Department is a weapon in Qin’s hands. Although it has been avoided in political disputes, if the Beijing-China incident is launched, the other party must be jealous. I am now focusing on the north, you are in the south, and the intelligence induction personnel can move. Your hand. The plan has already been done well, and you can take care of it. I can rest assured.

After I returned to Beijing, my diet was good. There were some minor injuries on the battlefield, and it has already healed. In the past few days, I have been afraid of getting fat for two pounds. The need to work hard has passed, and you don’t have to worry too much. I dreamt of you and my nephew, little sister and child a few days earlier. Yunzhu, Jin'er, the scene is faintly hot in the south, when the war is even, everyone is peaceful and joyful, Xu is the future scene, Xiaoyan's children have not yet named, you apologize to her for others, to others at home You also comfort me for one or two..."

He wrote this long letter. I have read it again. There are a few places that I want to change. The brush stopped for a while, but I didn’t change it. After I stuffed it in the envelope, I sat at the table and thought for a while.

The lights in the night are on, and it’s already a long time, until the moonlight falls in the early hours of the morning. When the dawn is approaching, the light of the window will be extinguished...

The next half month. Among the capitals, it is a festive and lively half-month.

Large-scale demonstrations have begun, and many military figures have been rewarded. This military power is naturally led by several banned troops in the city and the Wurui camp outside the city. Many heroes have been elected, such as some generals who died for defending the city, such as the dragons and buds who died outside the city. The families of many people are rushing to Beijing to be rewarded, and there are also things like crossing the streets of the horse. They will be held every few days.

The rewards are temporarily determined. It is still one aspect of the matter. As for the military merits, how to promote it is not clear yet. Today, more than 100,000 troops are gathered near the squatting beam. After that, they are breaking up the recasting, or obeying the regulations. The pilgrimage is also on the court, but all aspects have been procrastinating. For a time, I don't want to have a conclusion.

No one knows, in the next one or two months, they will not be dispatched to deal with problems that no one wants to see.

In such joys and excitement, the weather in Yanliang has begun to warm up. Due to the large number of young people dying, some of the stagnation of social operation has begun to appear. The entire people's livelihood in the city of Yongliang is still in a vain that seems to have never landed. During Ning Yi’s run, the lower-level propaganda and instigation were smooth and vigorous, and the efforts of Wurui’s troops to send troops to Taiyuan were all zero. The officials in the court seemed to be in a state of stagnation with ulterior motives. Everyone was watching, no matter who In which direction, the same resistance seems to be feedback.

In it, the emperor is silent. In a way, Ning Yi still understands his silence. Only a few times, he saw the relatives of those who died in the war, and those who waited to do things but did not get feedback, especially those who had broken limbs - these people were fearless in the summer village. Initiating an assault on the rebel army, and some even fell down and never stopped killing the enemy. However, after the blood stopped a little, they would face the hardships of the latter half of life - he could not help but feel ironic. The gap between so many people struggling to survive is gradually losing in the game of interest and indifference.

What is even more ironic is that he understands that other people may treat them like this: they have won a victory, they want to go out and try to fight, they want to continue to fight, they want power, they don’t know the big picture, they don’t know. Worried for the country...

When the first spring rain came down, Ning Yi’s side was surrounded by many trivial things. He ran at both ends of the city, the rain and snow melted, bringing more chills. The streets of the city, hidden behind the propaganda of the heroes, are the sense of violation of many families, like a vague cry. Among them, just because the outside is too busy, the court promised that there will be a lot of compensation, the orphans and widows are watching all of them, and for a time they don’t know whether they should cry.

In order to talk to people, Ning Yi went to the tower several times. In the chilly spring, the lights in the tower were warm or warm, and the silk was chaotic but pleasing to the ear. The strangeness gave people a feeling of leaving the land. In fact, many of the things he talked about secretly belonged to the idle chess. The extension of the flag road on the map in the Bamboo Hall, the method that can determine the state of change, still does not. He can only wait.

With the continuous advance of the Zongwang army ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the delay of each message is longer. On the second day of February, the dragon looked up and it started to rain in Beijing. On the morning of the third day, the rain was still down. In the afternoon, the rain stopped. In the evening, the air after the rain had a sober coolness. Ning Yi stopped working, opened the window and blew the hair, then he went out and sat down on the roof.

The blue sky is washed, the sunset is so clear and clear that it is washed. It shines from the west, there is a rainbow in the air, and some people in the attic on the side of the window open the window and look out. In the courtyard below, someone walks out. Sit down and watch the sultry sunset. Some people still carry tea in their hands. They are mostly the curtains of Zhu Ji.

For a time, everyone looked at the beauty and no one spoke.

The sky goes north to thousands of miles.

The snow has not yet melted, Taiyuan City, still immersed in a snow-like pale, I do not know when, there is a riot.

Officials and generals rushed to the city wall, and the sunset was gone. In the Jurchen military camp opposite the time, I did not know when it started, and there were signs of large-scale military movement.

The signs have not stopped...

The troops from the south are constantly being added under the city. Infantry, horse team, squad hunting, Zonghan hoarded siege equipment during this time was launched by a car. Qin Shaohe rushed to the city wall, looking south at the beam, and the reinforcements in the hope are still far away...

On the fourth day of February, Zongwang shot the slogan and asked Taiyuan to open the city gate. The Emperor Wudi had promised to cede this place in the first negotiation...

The fifth day, Taiyuan City, the world changed. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for the recommended ticket, the monthly ticket, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to m. Read.) (To be continued...)

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