I really don't want to be a traitor

Chapter 508: Heartfelt words
At the Hanming border, a fight had just ended.

There were corpses everywhere, including about 8,000 corpses of Ming army soldiers, and only 500 or 600 corpses of the Han army.

The two armies each retreated to their main camps and made a temporary truce.

In the Ming army camp, three young generals were covered in blood and panting like cattle.

"Zhongfang, Defu, Zili, thank you for your hard work."

An old but still energetic voice came from behind the three of them.

The three young generals immediately turned around and knelt down on one knee towards the old man.

"The words of kindness are serious. I am not afraid of death even if I am a low-ranking officer fighting for the country. Why should I care about a minor injury?"

"I just ask the Prime Minister to allocate troops and horses again. I am willing to go to the battle again."

The young general who spoke called himself a "lower official" rather than a "final general" because he was not a hereditary military attaché of the Ming Dynasty. Instead, he passed the imperial examination and ascended to the rank of scholar. He first served as the chief of the Ministry of Personnel, and later moved to the Ministry of War as a member of Wailang.

One of the representatives of Qingliu in the younger generation of the Ming Dynasty, his surname was Yang, his given name was Jisheng, and his courtesy name was Zhongfang.

The two people beside him are Shen Liangcai, the Minister of War, also known as Defu. Tan Lun, a doctor in the Ministry of War, also named Zili.

Shen Liangcai and Tan Lun are also leaders of the younger generation of the Qingliu Party.

"Ugh."

"Ashamed."

Xu Jie walked up to the three of them and helped them up with his own hands.

"I am a reserve talent for the country and have kept you here for ten years. I was recently transferred to the capital, but I was forced to go into battle to kill the enemy."

"Be aware that the battlefield is ruthless and human life is as worthless as grass."

"I know that you are eager to perform meritorious services, but you may cherish your life and save your life to help me cope with the changes in the court situation."

Xu Jie explained everything carefully, but he saw obvious disapproval on the faces of the three people.

He sighed inwardly.

These three people are indeed talented, but it is a pity that they are young and energetic.

In addition, he was suppressed by Yan Song for ten years and was never promoted. After racking his brains, he could barely transfer three people from the capital to the capital, but their official positions were not even promoted.

"Is this the leader of Qingliu really done?"

"It's just that I can't direct Gao Gong, Chen Yiqin and others. Even the younger generation only treats me superficially?"

Xu Jie was a little angry.

But he is good at forbearing, and he has not broken his guard after being bullied by Yan Song for decades, so he can naturally bear it now.

He walked to the commander's seat and sat down, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "I brought three taels of [White Cloud Flowers] with the army for this expedition. Today is a test for you, do you know what [White Cloud Flowers] are?"

If they are old-timers in the officialdom, no matter what environment they are in, as long as the superior officer raises a topic, they will definitely respond in cooperation to avoid being displeased by the superior officer.

It's a pity that Yang Jisheng, Tan Lun and Shen Liangcai don't have this patience.

In particular, Yang Jisheng frowned and said: "Prime Minister En, when I wrote "Please punish the traitors and ministers", I planned to impeach Yan Song and his son, but Prime Minister En suppressed him. Now on the battlefield, the soldiers are brave and the generals are asking for battle. Why is Prime Minister En only focusing on drinking tea? "

The words almost made Xu Jie angry and carried him away!

"Please punish the traitors and ministers"?
Thinking of this memorial to impeach Yan Song for his "Five Traitors and Ten Deadly Crimes", Xu Jie felt itchy with hatred!

Yan Song was so powerful that he even gave in three points.

Yang Jisheng District Military Department member Wai Lang, who was only a fifth-grade official in the capital, dared to plan to impeach Yan Song when he was tired of life?

Fortunately, I got the news in advance, so I hurried to Yang Jisheng's home, tore up the draft of "Please punish the traitors and ministers" that he had just written, and strictly ordered him not to write any more.

To this day, Yang Jisheng still hasn’t realized that he saved his life?
Snapped!
Xu Jie placed the tea cup heavily on the handsome desk and forced himself to continue the topic.

""Huqiu Mountain Chronicles" says: The leaves are slightly black, not very green, and the color of the spots is as white as jade, and has the fragrance of peas. People in the Song Dynasty called it white cloud flower."

"This white cloud flower is the Huqiu tea, a specialty of Suzhou."

"The world only knows Suzhou Dongting Biluochun, but a few people know that Suzhou also produces Tiger Hill."

"This tea is as fragrant as flowers and as sweet as fine wine. It is the best of all teas. Because of its rare production and low reputation, few people in the world know about it."

Because Xu Jie always had a straight face, the three young officials had no choice but to shut up and listen patiently to what he had to say. "There are actually as many talents in the world as Tiger Hill Tea."

"His talent has not yet been demonstrated."

"His name has not spread far and wide."

"But if his talent is not fully utilized and his reputation is not recognized, it will not change the fact that he is a talent."

"The three of you are all talented and have a bright future. Why are you so anxious to make a name for yourself on the battlefield? After all, generals have died in countless battles. Do you have to make achievements on the battlefield where you almost died?"

Only then did the three of them understand.

What does Xu Jie mean? In the previous battle with the Han army, the three of them worked too hard. Xu Jie was afraid that they would die in the battle?
It was originally well-intentioned, but the three of them didn't take it seriously.

Yang Jisheng said disdainfully: "No wonder Mr. Xu Ge is called Mr. Licorice Ge. It's just such a small thing, talking around and talking nonsense for a long time, isn't it?"

Shen Liangcai also said secretly: "With the strength of my Ming Dynasty, I can defeat the weak Shu Han easily. I don't know what Xu Ge is worried about."

Tan Lun shook his head repeatedly in his heart: "The enemy's 10,000 people are not as elite as the flying army, how can they be compared with our army of 100,000? Mr. Xu Ge is so conservative, it is really difficult to achieve great things."

The thoughts of the three people were almost written on their faces.

Xu Jie saw it clearly and almost died of anger on the spot!
Sometimes he really envied Yan Song, who kept his word in the Yan Party, but was not as aggrieved as he was.

"Ugh!"

"That's it!"

"At least I can still command these three people. It's better than Gao Gong, who no longer takes me seriously."

Xu Jie was also helpless.

The members of the Qingliu Party are all honest, but they have high ambitions and are difficult to command.

Yang Jisheng, Shen Liangcai and Tan Lun are all at the fifth level of the Hedao Realm. They are already the most powerful beings in the Qingliu Party besides the four people from Haozhou.

"You three, listen."

"The enemy in front of us is indeed nothing to fear."

"But Lu Bing has provided intelligence, and enemy reinforcements are coming."

"Unless I am determined to let you die in battle, I will never be able to wipe out Wudang Feijun and Han Emperor Liu Chan before the enemy's reinforcements arrive."

"If you all want to die, how about I send the entire army to attack now?"

The three of them looked a little embarrassed when they heard this.

They really want to fight and make achievements in order to get rid of the embarrassment of not being promoted for ten years.

But Yang Jisheng and others were unwilling to do so if the three of them were to die fighting for the country.

How many people in this world are willing to risk their lives?

While he was talking, a person walked in outside the handsome tent, but he didn't say hello.

Xu Jie only frowned slightly and guessed the identity of the visitor.

The only person who was qualified not to take him as the commander-in-chief of the Han Dynasty in his eyes was the supervisor Lu Bing.

Xu Jie stood up directly, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Wenfu is here, does he have new information?"

Lu Bing nodded.

He didn't even notice the three young officials and walked straight to Xu Jie.

This attitude hurt Yang Jisheng and others.

"The enemy reinforcements have arrived." Lu Bing said solemnly.

"Oh? How many reinforcements are there? Who will lead the army?" Xu Jie asked curiously: "Let me guess, is it the Empress of Chu or King Fan Li of Jin?"

"neither."

Lu Bing shook his head, his expression extremely solemn.

"Even I didn't expect that Hu Zongxian would arrive at the Han army camp in about half an hour with 30,000 troops."

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