imperial psychologist

Chapter 703 Changming
"The deer hunter..."

Bo Ling murmured the name softly, and finally understood.

"If you still have any doubts in the future, you can ask me directly." Wang Meng said with a smile, "If there is anything inconvenient to say, I will just say that I can't say it."

Bai Ling couldn't help but took a step back, cupped his hands and said, "The lieutenant general told me so bluntly, I...I really—"

Wang Meng looked at her, "Don't be so polite. Although few people know about these things, it's not a secret... If you had asked earlier, I would have answered."

Bai Ling was taken aback for a moment.

"Didn't you say... this is a very confidential matter?"

"Who told you it was very confidential?"

The four eyes met, and Gu Le's half-smile expression appeared in Bo Ling's mind, and then he suddenly realized that he had been cheated.

This guy……

Wang Meng continued, "This year, General Chang can be sure that Arslan will not invade before August because of the news of the deer hunters. Arslan has been victorious in the west over the past few years, and his territory has expanded too fast. So much so that this year, the Langxi Department and the Uwe Department secretly joined forces to raise the flag again on the banks of the Lure River where Arslan was crowned... This year, they are too busy to take care of themselves."

"I see. No wonder General Chang said that this year's main battlefield will be in the Yan and Zhuo areas... Is it because this is close to Arslan's current main force?"

"Not entirely." Wang Meng smiled.

"That is……?"

"Songqing might as well think about it more." Wang Meng smiled and let it go.

Wang Meng later asked Bo Ling many questions, most of which were about the current situation of the Wei family in Pingjing. However, Bo Ling couldn't answer most of these questions, except for a few inquiries related to the Queen Mother.

Bo Ling vaguely felt that Wang Meng seemed to have something to say and kept hiding it, and he didn't understand the question.

The two returned to the barracks on foot, asked the Huotou soldiers for some leftover lunch soup, and ate on the ground with dry food.

The previous doubts were also quickly figured out by Berlin.

The main problem lies in the grain. Because of the climate, Jingzhou and Fuzhou can only harvest crops for one season anyway. Unlike Zhuozhou and Yanzhou, because of the invasion of gold thieves in recent years, they dare not sow the second season.

Therefore, this year is a rare good year for Zhuozhou and Yanzhou.

Look at Arslan again. In recent years, he has spent the winter by plundering other non-gold tribes in the west. Now it is a troubled time. Even if he doesn't bother to burn the stone city and wooden houses of Dazhou, he may have to go south to plunder the rations. Otherwise, this winter, his own main force will be sad.

In addition, Zhuozhou's city defense has always been the weakest of the four states due to its terrain, so Chang Sheng judged that before winter, there must be a battle between Zhuo and Yan.

Before and after Shenshi, all the new firearms shipped from Zhuozhou to Liangduwang had been put into storage, and the army led by Wang Meng had set off again.

After leaving the city, Bai Ling was reluctant to turn her head several times—because of the conversation between Noon Guang and Wang Meng, she hadn't been able to see Bai Yi's "clinic", which was really a pity.

Bai Ling was a little ecstatic, recalling what he saw in the forest of steles in the east of the city at noon, riding a horse all the way, following the side of two columns of cavalry, and slowly followed the team forward.

"Hey, this is not a little gentleman!" Xue Zian rode a horse and met Bai Ling head-on, and then suddenly turned around, "Finally found you, why are you following so behind?"

Bai Ling carefully looked at the person in front of him for a while, and recognized that this was the younger brother of the Xue family.

"What are you calling me?" Bo Ling glanced at him, "What 'Little Mister'..."

"Master Wang reminded you that you are a small military adviser appointed by General Chang, and we all have to be more polite to you from now on."

Looking at Bai Ling's expression of incomprehension, Xue Zi'an didn't find it strange at all, he smiled and said, "Okay, okay, pretend I didn't say anything, but Mr. Xiao should go forward, Mr. Wang and the others are in front, just now I was a little worried when I found out that you were missing."

"Don't worry." Bo Ling raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, "I was just in a daze for a while, and I didn't notice that I fell down."

"It's okay, let's go together." Xue Zian showed a sly smile, "Not far ahead is the tomb of Lord Wei Changming, Master Wei said that you must be going to worship, so—"

"Wei what?" Bo Ling didn't hear clearly.

"Wei Changming." Xue Zian frowned slightly, looking a little dissatisfied, "Mr. Xiao wants to hide his identity, so why not pretend that he doesn't even know the patriarch?"

Burling raised his forehead.

This is the patriarch who came out of nowhere.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the desolate mountain road in the distance. Although she didn't know much about Feng Shui, she felt that this place might not be a suitable place for burial based on the intuition of an ordinary person.

"Why did you choose the cemetery here?"

"Grandpa Wei's ancestral halls are everywhere outside of Zhuozhou." Xue Zian laughed, "After all, no one knows where his real tomb is. If they really knew, they would have been dug up long ago."

"Why?" Burling asked.

"what why?"

"Why dig his grave?"

Xue Zian leaned back slightly, stared at Bai Ling suspiciously, and without answering, kicked the horse's belly with both feet, and walked forward quickly.

Bo Ling followed closely behind him, and quickly chased after him, rejoining Wang Meng and the others.

After starting from both ends, the team has been marching in the northeast direction. After walking about two or three miles, Bailing saw the cemetery in the distance.

This cemetery is very simple, from a distance you can only see a stone gate on the mountainside, and there is not even a decent stone step up from the foot of the mountain, only a crooked muddy path.

There is a stone pavilion at the intersection, and in the pavilion stands a large monument about two people high.Wang Meng and the others seemed to have tacitly agreed that Boling would dismount here, and they slowed down their horseshoes very friendly.

Bai Ling dismounted, walked to the monument with a stomach full of question marks, and then silently read the inscription on the stele from beginning to end—she was a little confused at first, but she understood more and more as time went on.

This stele commemorates a long-dead anti-gold hero. During the nearly hundred years of entanglement and struggle between Jingzhou and the Jin people, countless heroes and righteous men emerged, and this Wei Changming is obviously the most legendary among them. One——and one who was no longer praised after leaving the northern border.

Not far away, Xue Zian rode a horse and walked around his brother suspiciously, "Brother, why do I feel that this person doesn't look like a descendant of Webster's at all? I think he really doesn't know who Wei Changming is?" Do not know at all!"

"Don't talk nonsense." Xue Ziping said in a low voice, "Since the lieutenant general said so, there is a reason for the lieutenant general."

"What's the reason?" Xue Zian's brows were tightened, "Just because he was mistaken once that the gold thief was a groom?"

"No," Xue Ziping looked at his younger brother, "There have been rumors before that when the first queen mother was canonized as queen, Webster from Jingzhou showed his loyalty, and among the congratulatory gifts sent to the capital was the book that no outsider had ever seen. The Wei family's art of war."

(End of this chapter)