Chapter 30: Shaping (Additional update to the leader, Tears of Love)
After the newcomers are incorporated, naturally they cannot mix with the old people.
A total of more than 240 servants and servants from wealthy families were organized into five teams, each with a team leader - basically all the children of the family.
Most of these people have seen previous battles and expressed their emotional stability.
Starting from the next day, Shao Xun gave them a simple training, and sent people to various places in the south of the city to search for grain and grass, and transport them back to Piyong and even store them in Taixue next door.
On the first day of October, many people moved here one after another, some were resettled in Piyong, and some went to Taixue.
At a glance, it seems that the troops are getting stronger.
On the second day of the lunar month, news came from the north. After Zhang Fang suffered a defeat, he allowed his soldiers to burn, kill and loot in the west of the city to boost morale. Thousands of people in Luoyang died.
Subsequently, Zhang Fang led his troops to attack Ximing Gate due west of Luoyang, but failed and retreated. Wang Shi went out of the city to pursue him and beheaded thousands of people.
On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Sima Yi, the governor-general, returned to the capital in honor of the emperor. A few days later, Qian Xiu led his Ye soldiers to pursue him to Dongyang Gate. He was defeated and left in embarrassment.
The above news was brought here by Yu Liang.
He figured it out, persuaded his father Yu Chen, and moved his family to Piyong for a temporary residence - in fact, it would be impossible if he didn't come, because he had lost all his parts and could not defend himself.
"Since September, although Wang Shi has retreated step by step, he has won more victories than lost and killed many enemies. From this point of view, the battle of Luoyang may be won." Yu Liang didn't know where to find it. He copied a map of Luoyang on silk and talked eloquently in front of Mi Huang.
Mi Huang nodded repeatedly, looking a little excited.
Shao Xun leaned on the pillar and watched quietly.
As the de facto core of Piyong's garrison, although he did not speak, both Mi Huang and Yu Liang were subconsciously paying attention to his attitude.
Mi Huang was fine, he had gotten used to it, but Yu Liang felt a little unhappy.
Actually, in this social environment, it is normal for him to feel this unhappy.
There is indeed a gap between the nobles and the common people. Leaving aside the South, although the order in the North is gradually collapsing, not everyone can turn the corner quickly.
"Battle reports can be deceiving, but the battle front cannot." Shao Xun suddenly said.
Mi Huang and Yu Liang were a little stunned when they heard this.
"A great victory today, another great victory tomorrow, and another victory the day after tomorrow. Win, win, win, win in the end, the emperor withdrew to the palace, and the governor also withdrew to Luoyang. The battlefield became Ximingmen and Dongyang Door, don’t you think there’s a problem?” Shao Xun asked.
“Are these good news all fake?” Yu Liang asked in disbelief.
"It's probably true. The King's Division may have indeed won the battle, killing a lot of enemy troops and having fewer casualties on our side. This is normal. After all, the combat effectiveness of the Luoyang Chinese Army can still be trusted." Shao Xun said. : "But the Grand Governor was unable to inflict decisive damage to the enemy. That is to say, he defeated the enemy's main force in one battle and captured and killed more than 50,000 people, making him completely frightened. As the saying goes, it is better to cut off one of his ten fingers than to hurt him. Today you defeated one of them and captured and killed several of them. Qian, after the thieves retreated, they collected their morale, reorganized, and came again to kill. How are you doing? "
"Tactically, we are constantly victorious, but strategically, we are always passive. This battle is a big problem. "
"Before, we were still fighting in Fengshi County, Yanshi County and other places, but now we have retreated to Luoyang City. I'm worried that the Gungun guilds have ideas."
"Luoyang Zhong. Jun is not a direct descendant of the Governor, will he really continue to work for him? If the King of Hejian and the King of Chengdu offer a suitable price, what if they sell the Governor? Wang Ji has been sold, what will happen if another Changsha Wang Yi is sold? If the governor is sold out early, Luoyang will return to peace soon, and I can still walk in the snow to find plum blossoms and climb up to the immortals. "
Mi Huang sighed silently after hearing this, obviously thinking of this possibility.
Although Yu Liang is precociously intelligent, he is only fifteen years old and has not experienced too much deceitfulness in the human heart. This will be like earth-color.
After Shao Xun finished speaking, he turned around and left to check the placement of the new arrivals.
In fact, he was also very upset.
This battle has been fought in an uncertain manner, and my future has become increasingly unpredictable.
Sima Yi seemed to have won consecutive battles and gained the upper hand tactically. Sima Ying and Sima Yong secretly frowned - to be honest, when they mobilized an army of 300,000 to conquer Luoyang, they never expected that He will be taught such a miserable lesson. In the end, his fighting power is still weaker, but now he can only rely on his physical strength to win.
But Sima Yi’s Achilles heel is also obvious: lack of stamina.
It has been a month since the war started. The main elite forces have completely given up on the suburbs of Luoyang and began to rely on the capital and peripheral positions to try to defend and counterattack.
But is it really possible to fight back? It's hard to say.
No solution, no solution.
Shao Xun walked from building to building and inspected them very carefully, focusing on asking if there was any harassment by sergeants. After getting a negative answer, I was satisfied. He still has prestige now and can speak better than the real owner Mi Huang.
"See you again." In the Xuantang, Shao Xun looked at the little girl who had met twice before and said with a smile.
"It's you." The little girl put down the book in her hand, stood up and bowed, then narrowed her eyes.
There were several little sisters beside her. She didn’t know which family they belonged to. They hesitated to speak and pretended not to see Shao Xun, lowering their heads and making female celebrities.
"Making delicious food?" Shao Xun asked, looking at the fragrant earthen pots and rice steamers.
"You have captured all the servants and maids, so I have to do it myself." Yu Wenjun complained softly.
Shao Xun laughed and said: "The war is in turmoil, so it is good to learn to cook."
"I have already learned it." Yu Wenjun picked up the book and showed off to Shao Xun shook his head.
Shao Xun saw the name: "Shi Shu". He originally thought that scholar women only had clothes to put on, food to open, and no fingers to touch the spring water. It seemed that he had misunderstood, or he really didn't understand the education situation of aristocratic women in these days.
“A woman needs to cultivate her feminine skills, and all of them must be accustomed to wine and food.” Yu Wenjun memorized the contents of the book to himself: “Serve your aunt and offer sacrifices at all times, and you must not let children The envoy must always use his own hands.”
The meaning is very clear. When serving the parents-in-law and offering sacrifices during the four seasons, it is best for the hostess not to use maidservants but to make meals with her own hands.
You should also always pay attention to your husband's diet, choose appropriate dishes from "Shi Shu", and change the taste, which will nourish your body.
So, cooking is an important part of "women's skills", and "women's skills" are also a required course for noble women.
Shao Xun thinks it’s pretty good.
Aristocratic women also cook with their own hands to please their parents-in-law and husband. At least they are better than many little fairies from ordinary families in later generations. It is really a bonus of the times.
“At a young age, I think a lot.” He smiled.
A faint pink blush appeared on Yu Wenjun's face, and his bright eyes lowered and he blinked.
"Is there a lot of fighting outside?" She changed the subject and asked.
“Have you seen it?”
“When I came from Yu Street, the ground was covered with blood, which made me sick to hear it.”
“Are you scared?”< br>
"This world -" Yu Wenjun suddenly raised his face and asked seriously: "Is this the case and it will never get better?"
Shao Xun suddenly discovered that the little girl's eyes were quite complicated. It has many meanings.
There seems to be a longing for a better life.
The spring outing in March was probably her first time traveling far away. The intermission of the war gave her enough tenderness and allowed her to have too many unrealistic fantasies about this colorful world.
There seems to be a lot of worries about reality.
The war since September has been cruel enough. Especially the Guanzhong soldiers led by Zhang Fang greatly refreshed the bottom line. The messy corpses and smelly blood on Kaiyangmen Royal Street brought an unimaginable shock to her. This was completely opposite to the beautiful scene in March when the spring flowers were blooming and tourists were everywhere - the people who went on an outing with her at that time Little sisters, someone must have disappeared forever, right?
The chaos since Yongkang has really reshaped a generation. Even the little girl has not been spared. Everyone has been caught up in it, running wildly into the night along with the tide of history.
"As long as there is hope, there is still a chance." Shao Xun said: "It would be difficult if everyone loses hope and only thinks about escaping."
"Escape?" Yu Wenjun asked: "Are you saying that someone wants to go south to escape the chaos?"
Shao Xun was startled.
It stands to reason that the northern scholars would not have completely lost confidence if they had not experienced the Yongjia Rebellion. Is it possible that some people now judge that the Eight Kings Rebellion will cause huge damage and irreparable losses, so that they are pessimistic and disappointed and want to escape south?
Thinking of this, he had to admit that there should indeed be such people, and their group was growing, but they had not yet reached the mainstream, right?
Does the Yu family also want to cross south? Isn't it?
How could it be possible to give up such a huge family fortune in Yingchuan’s hometown? Zhang Fang has not yet wreaked havoc in Yuzhou, and the Huns have not yet shown their ambitions. It is really not possible.
“I’m going to cook.” Yu Wenjun bowed again and walked back.
Her little sisters grabbed her and whispered something. Some of them looked at Shao Xun secretly, which probably meant something bad.
Shao Xun left Xuantang, silently thinking about the message he had just received.
Wang Queer was driven back to review his homework. Chen Yougen followed him with a heavy sword, scratching his head and ears, wondering what he was thinking.
"When the elite betrays the country, hey!" Shao Xun said something that Chen Yougen couldn't understand, and looked at the sky.
Why do time travelers have such a difficult time?
The feeling of not being able to control your own destiny sucks.
"Uncle Du." Chen Yougen finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Say." Shao Xun turned around and looked at this gangster's arrogant personal attendant.
"Although the little lady of the Yu family is precocious and can write poems at the age of six, she is too young after all." Chen Yougen said: "Her mother, the Guanqiu family, is quite pretty, and the governor likes her... ..."
"Bang!" Shao Xun kicked him to the ground.
I don’t smelt copper, and I’m not a pervert. How could I make such a malicious guess?
Chen Yougen glanced at Shao Xun a little aggrievedly, as if to say, when you kill people, you are a pervert, so sick that you scare the Western soldiers who eat human flesh away. .
"Get up, what are you pretending to be?" Shao Xun kicked his butt again and scolded him with a smile: "I don't like what you just said, but the tone of your words makes me very happy. The spirit of fearlessness is good, keep it up."
Chen Yougen was confused, what does Du Bo mean?
Shao Xun laughed and left.
Chen Yougen did not pay attention to the aristocratic family or the court at all. He had great contempt for these authorities and only truly recognized those who could convince him.
That’s good.
Sometimes it’s the lesser of two evils.
Shao Xun used to think that this man was too habitual and unfit to be a soldier. But now it seems that at the critical moment, Chen Yougen is very likely to be on his side?
So, where can we find more Chen Yougen? This is something he needs to consider long-term.
(End of this chapter)