The struggle of the reborn prince

It seemed as if a group of veterans had suddenly flown into the restaurant. The scholars didn’t seem to be drinking too much, but they seemed to have been beaten to death. They were full of enthusiasm and high spirits, competing to comment on the classic battles of the past dynasties, commenting on the country’s major policies, They seem to be in control of the ups and downs of history, but their topics are very measured, and few people have any suggestions for the actual military and politics.

"A group of paper talkers, if you don't pee your pants on the battlefield, you will be considered heroes!" Zhao Tuo withdrew from the circle and sat on the sidelines, watching coldly. Listen, these people, including He Qufei, have never been in battle. Personal hobbies and hobbies, studying soldiers, I think I can strategize and win thousands of miles away, but I don't know that the battlefield and the house are two completely different worlds, and people's life and death are only in an instant.

"If the army retreats three days later, as long as three days, Taiyuan City will surely be able to win a battle. Maybe our dynasty has already recovered the sixteen prefectures of Youyun, outside the Great Wall of Muma!" In Taiyuan City, he retreated in vain and sighed with emotion, heartbroken.

"F*ck, a bunch of hindsight, what if, maybe, if your father threw you against the wall back then, you might not have you!" Zhao Tong cursed viciously, these people's excessively academic research on military issues, Its thinking is seriously divorced from military practice, so that it has insufficient understanding of the specific war process. War is a fierce contest of blood and fire, a real life-and-death confrontation between two forces. The literati and Confucians can't imagine, how can there be any if, possible, these illusory things.

The debate in the restaurant was getting louder and louder, and the scene was a little out of control. Zhao Tang didn't expect that once there was a disagreement between these well-mannered literati and Confucians, they would slap the table and stare, defending their views hoarsely, and doing a lot. The truth is not hesitating to throw their heads and blood, Zhao Tang feels that if they don't care about their image as a scholar, they will probably jump around like shrews on the street.

"How did Xia Song ever stand up, Han Qi is nothing special. The generation of dragons and tigers in Sichuan is still talking about military strategy!" Zhao Tong suddenly thought of the traitor of Song Dynasty, the hero Zhang Yuan of Xixia humiliated Han Qi after the Battle of Haoshuichuan, Xia Song In this poem, the two of them can be regarded as the best among the civil servants who led the army, but they were defeated by a poor man who repeatedly failed in the imperial examination and left the country angrily. I finally feel shallow, I absolutely know that this matter has to be practiced', I am afraid that only these people will understand this truth on the day when the country is subjugated, Zhao Tun sighed and said softly.

Zhao Tong didn't intervene, nor did he stop them, but quietly looked at these people with an attitude of a bystander, observing everyone's performance, the key point is of course what is wrong.Just now he asked Xin Zhao to buy it, just to attract He Qufei's attention, he had already read this book.From it, he could see He Qufei's propositions and ideas. He was deeply influenced by the era and social status quo. Since the founding of the Song Dynasty, foreign enemies repeatedly invaded the border areas. Advocating literature and suppressing martial arts has led to the country's humble soldiers and weak soldiers, who have to rely on money to buy peace. However, the domestic bureaucratic literati have been divided into two factions that have been fighting fiercely for many years, and they cannot be united externally.

Feeling this, He Qufei wrote about this series of social problems, citing history and classics, and interpreting them in detail, hoping to provide reference for reality.However, because of this, his theories also tend to focus on state affairs, the use of human resources, the gains and losses of troops, and the application of strategies and tactics. However, he has never experienced bloody battles. The scope of his research was limited, and he avoided talking about many important military issues such as selecting and training soldiers, daily training, and killing the enemy in actual combat.

However, many of his viewpoints coincide with those of Zhao Tun. He dared to deny what he said before, put forward his own opinions, and did not believe in authority, so that he admired him. From this, it can be seen that this person is thoughtful, good at planning, and has great influence on changes in the situation. Good insight, this can just make up for my lack of understanding of the current situation, so as soon as Huang Jingchen mentioned this person, it aroused Zhao Tong's interest, and today's meeting was held.

"Soldiers must be used for what they have, and they do not need to be used for what they have. When fighting, fight, and stop when it's time to stop. It must be decided according to the situation of good or bad. Forget the war, evil soldiers can recruit the country, and there are also poor soldiers who enjoy fighting. The catastrophe of defeat is that if you use it, you will be in danger, and if you don’t use it, you will be in danger!" When these people discussed whether it is time to send troops to sweep the north and restore the Youyun Zhuzhou, why not deal with it calmly and talk freely, Express your point of view in numbers.

"Okay, well said!" Zhao Tun, who had been listening quietly, suddenly stood up and clapped his hands in applause. His few words should really be listened to by his emperor father. The disaster of bereavement of the country.

"Yellow-toothed boy, he dares to talk about war, but he doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!" A guy might have been rushed by He Qufei's words, and when he saw someone cheering, he yelled at Zhao Tian from embarrassment.

"Bold, how dare you be rude to the lord!" Zhao Xin stood up and shouted sharply when he saw the man's rude words.

"You are so impatient, how dare you insult the lord!" Zhao Yong, who was having a great time fighting with Gao Chong using chopsticks as a big gun just now, threw away his chopsticks, ran over and grabbed the man by the neck, and lifted him from the chair Get up and growl viciously, these days in the training camp, they have been indoctrinated with the idea of ​​master humiliating servants every day, the prince is their own god in their minds, scolding the prince is no different from scolding their own parents.

"Zhao Yong, let go, this is a gentle place, don't do anything!" Zhao Tang knew that he was a powerful subordinate, as long as he winked, Zhao Yong could throw him off the building.

"Wang??? The prince can't use power to overwhelm others, justice is at the heart!" The guy must have not woken up, and said with a mighty and unyielding posture with his neck stalked.

"Where did the lord use power to overwhelm others? You waited for dozens of people to argue with this old man, and your words were fierce. Don't you bully the few with more, and the lord just said something fair, but you insulted him, you are not afraid of insulting the gentleman!" When Zhao Tun spoke, Xin Zhao already quit, pointed at the man's nose and said, if the prince hadn't ordered him first, I'm afraid he would have fought.

"The law of heaven is clear, the law of heaven is clear. I am Cheng Zhilang, the seventh rank of the imperial court. I was beaten and insulted by an evil servant today. I must argue with you!" That's courting death, you can only pick the soft persimmons, right Zhao Xin.But his voice did not get any response from his companions. Think about him as a seventh-rank loose official, first he scolded a first-rank prince, but now he called out his official name to reason with a servant. I felt blushing and turned my back completely, as if I didn't know him.

"My lord's redemption, my lord has been implicated by this old man!" He Qufei fought alone for a long time, but a young man he just met cheered for him, only then did he realize that this young man was the lord he wanted to investigate, and quickly bowed and saluted.

"You are my teacher, how dare I accept the gift!" Zhao Tang hastily stepped aside and supported He Qufei, not accepting his gift.

"How dare this old man be called the prince's teacher, don't kill him ashamed!" He Qufei was taken aback when he heard this, how did I become your teacher, does he know who I am.

"The ancients said: One character is a teacher. I just talked about war with my old man, and I listened to you discussing war. The villain has benefited a lot, so of course he can be called my teacher!" Zhao Tong quickly explained.

"My lord has studied in the army and has extraordinary knowledge. How dare I be a teacher!" After hearing the explanation, He Shifei breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that he didn't know who I was, otherwise he really wouldn't know how to get along with him in the future, he thought unconsciously.

"Who scolded the lord, you are so courageous!" At this moment, a group of people rushed downstairs, including the shopkeeper of the restaurant, the waiter, and more than a dozen chefs who were cooking. The shopkeeper rolled up his sleeves, showing With his arms rolling, he shouted with a hostile face, without a hint of the Bodhisattva-like appearance from before. It turned out that Zhao Yong's roar just now didn't matter, which alarmed Xiao Er who was waiting outside. Kill it.

"Someone is bullying the lord!" A clerk yelled towards the door from the building. The street hawkers, passers-by, and shopkeepers of shops along the street immediately knew that someone was bullying the lord, and they stopped doing business. There are no door panels, everyone gathers together, and the restaurant...

The 'rumors' spread quickly, and soon everyone in the Zhuangzi and the workshop knew that the prince had an accident in the restaurant. At first, it was just the prince who was humiliated, then it became the prince who was bullied, and soon it became the prince who was beaten , In the end, it was outrageous, it turned into an assassination of the prince, and now his life is dying!

Who doesn't know that their happy life is brought by the prince, he is the patron saint of this land, his own cash cow, they may not care about the emperor's death, but if the prince dies, all of this will disappear in an instant , I will return to 'before liberation' which is equivalent to the sky falling down.Who can sit still when they hear the 'bad news', the patrolling clerk rang the big bell first, and issued an 'enemy attack' alarm, the clerks on duty everywhere immediately gathered and rushed to this side, inappropriate Ban also hurriedly left his work and rushed over here with a gun and a stick. People who heard the news went straight to the restaurant, and those who were far away gathered in the palace to hear the news!

"Drive, drive, drive..." A horse team suddenly appeared on the main road of the palace, black horses of the same color, the horses were wearing black military uniforms, young men in armor, sabers in their hands, and unknown guys on their backs. Huo, crazily rushed over on horseback, and the pedestrians on the road dodged one after another when they saw it, knowing that it was the prince's personal guards who were dispatched.

"Why did something happen to the lord?" Zhao Ren, who was in the lead, knocked on the horse's buttocks with the back of his knife desperately, urging the horse to move forward. This afternoon, the lord suddenly said that he had something to do, so he took Zhao Xin and Zhao Yong out, and let them rest for a day. Don't train, but just after noon, Xu Biao, who was walking his horse outside, ran back crying and said that the prince had been assassinated.Zhao Ren, who was on duty, became anxious immediately, and immediately blew the emergency assembly whistle, and he came here with people in full gear on horseback.