The Three Kingdoms: Zhaolie, the strategist, and the rise of the Han Dynasty

Chapter 386 Zhuge Liang Appointed Governor-General of Yong and Liang, Sima Yi Granted the Title of Chancellor of Shu

Luoyang, the inner palace.

In winter, the charcoal fire burns slowly inside the warm pavilion.

It dispelled some of the chill, but it couldn't dispel the heavy burden of military and national pressure.

Several urgent military reports from the front lines lay quietly on the emperor's desk.

Liu Bei, dressed in a black casual robe, raised his gaze from the silk and placed it on Li Yi, who was sitting at the lower seat.

Liu Bei's face was fuller than when he was conquering all sides, but his deep eyes remained sharp, as if they could see through people's hearts.

"Ziyu".

Liu Bei spoke, his voice steady, yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"I have read the battle reports from the front."

"Chen Yuanlong is indeed a capable man. In the Battle of Yanghe, he annihilated 30,000 Wu troops, greatly boosting the morale of our army."

"I have heard that at that time the people of Wu were terrified and the defenses along the river were weak."

"If our army takes advantage of the victory to cross the river, Jianye might be able to be taken in one fell swoop?"

Li Yi bowed slightly and calmly replied:
"...Your Majesty's wise judgment."

"The situation at that time was indeed as Your Majesty said, extremely favorable to us."

Liu Bei tapped the battle report on the table lightly with his fingers, his tone becoming meaningful:

"If that's the case, why doesn't Chen Yuanlong immediately lead his troops south?"

"Instead, we have to report to the imperial court first and wait for your approval, Prime Minister?"

"This journey of a thousand miles, with horses galloping, takes a lot of time."

"By the time our decrees are sent back to Jiangnan, it will probably be deep winter."

"At that time, the weather will be cold and the water will be frigid. Wouldn't crossing the river to fight be doubly difficult?"

"The casualties among the soldiers are likely to be even greater."

"Yuanlong is well-versed in military strategy; surely he knows this principle?"

The warm room was eerily quiet, with only the occasional soft crackling of the charcoal fire.

Li Yi knew that His Majesty's words were not simply an inquiry about the war situation.

Chen Deng held considerable military power and dominated the Jiangnan region; any move he made would affect the most sensitive nerves in Luoyang.

His Majesty's words, ostensibly inquiring about the timing of the battle, were in reality a test of how he, as the Prime Minister, viewed Chen Deng's actions of "adhering to the duties of a subject."

It was also a test of Li Yi's own attitude.

Li Yi remained expressionless, pondered for a moment, and slowly replied:
"Your Majesty's concerns are common among military strategists."

"However, I believe that Chen Yuanlong's actions demonstrate his maturity, prudence, and loyalty to the country."

"Oh?" Liu Bei raised an eyebrow slightly. "Ziyu, please explain in detail."

"His Majesty."

Li Yi cupped his hands, his words clear and earnest: "A war of annihilation is no ordinary war."

"Although the opportunity to win a battle is fleeting, it is still necessary to take a holistic view."

"Taking into account post-war appeasement and public sentiment."

"Although Yuanlong is skilled in battle, the affairs of Jiangnan are numerous and complex, and are not limited to battlefield competition."

"They first reported to the court, firstly to respect the established system and show that they dared not act arbitrarily."

"Secondly, we also request the court to coordinate all parties to ensure everything is prepared."

"This is the duty of a general, and also the foresight of a strategist."

He paused briefly, observed Liu Bei's expression, and continued:

"As for Your Majesty's concern about the difficulty of fighting in the dead of winter, I have also thought about it."

"However, looking at Eastern Wu today, its main force is lost and its famous generals are dying out."

“Sun Shao is young and inexperienced, and his forced conscription has caused widespread resentment among the people.”

"The entire nation is already like a spent arrow, its strength unable to pierce even the finest silk."

"Our great Han army, riding the wave of its recent victory, is in high spirits, and its soldiers are ready to fight to the death."

"Even if the timing is slightly unfavorable, relying on Your Majesty's divine might and the people's support at their peak, we will surely defeat Wu!"

"It's just a matter of going through more trouble and taking more time; the outcome was already predetermined."

"On the contrary, if we allow generals to act arbitrarily on the frontier."

"Although we may be able to win quickly, if this precedent is set, it may not be a good thing for the country."

Li Yi's words,

It affirmed Chen Deng's loyalty while cleverly attributing the "potential losses" to objective difficulties.

And they firmly believed that victory would ultimately belong to the Han Dynasty.

More importantly, it highlights the profound significance of upholding the authority of the imperial court and preventing border generals from becoming too powerful.

Upon hearing this, the faint scrutiny on Liu Bei's face finally vanished, replaced by a hearty smile.

"good!!"

"Ziyu's words resonate deeply with me!"

"Yuanlong knew when to advance and when to retreat, and upheld the integrity of a subject."

"Ziyu, you have a comprehensive grasp of the overall situation and your thoughts are thorough. You are truly my right-hand man!"

He was indeed satisfied.

Chen Deng did not become arrogant or act on his own initiative, which reassured him.

Li Yi's ability to understand and uphold this tacit understanding between the ruler and his subject made him even more gratified.

As for crossing the river at night, several months later, more soldiers would die or be wounded.

Compared to consolidating imperial power and preventing the throne from becoming too powerful to control.

For a country, the relative importance of each is self-evident.

"In that case,"

Liu Bei's smile vanished, and he said seriously, "Your cabinet's approval is very appropriate."

"I grant his request. I hereby order Chen Deng to make preparations immediately."

"Once the imperial decree arrives, we will lead our troops south and pacify Jiangdong in one fell swoop!"

"Sir, obey the order!"

Li Yi bowed and accepted the order.

Liu Bei was in a very good mood and laughed again:
"Yuanlong and the soldiers at the front have rendered meritorious service and should be rewarded."

"By imperial decree, Chen Deng is hereby granted one bushel of pearls from the East Sea, one hundred bolts of brocade, and fifty jars of imperial wine!"

"The remaining meritorious soldiers will be rewarded by the Ministry of War according to their merits, and the rewards must be generous!"

"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"

Li Yi bowed again.

But deep down they knew that these rewards were both an honor and an invisible warning and reassurance.

The imperial decree was immediately dispatched with the fastest courier service, traveling 600 li to the south of the Yangtze River.

However, just as Liu Bei had predicted.

When this imperial decree permitting the crossing of the river finally reached Chen Deng after traveling thousands of miles,
The banks of the Yangtze River were already shrouded in the howling north wind and swirling snowflakes of midwinter.

The north wind howled, whipping up icy snowflakes that lashed against the banners and tents, making a whistling sound.

The river was no longer rushing; instead, it was covered with a thin layer of ice.

The boats were all dragged ashore, covered in white snow, like lurking giants.

A chilling atmosphere filled the air, penetrating to the very bone.

Inside the central command tent, several braziers were burning.

Chen Deng sat on the commander's seat, with generals of all ranks below him—

Zhang He, Zang Ba, Gao Shun, Xu Sheng, and others stood solemnly, their faces grave.

The imperial edict, delivered by express courier from Luoyang at a speed of 600 li, permitting the crossing of the river, lay quietly on the table.

Chen Deng's gaze swept over the generals, his voice steady, yet unable to conceal a hint of heaviness:
"Your Majesty's decree and the Prime Minister's order have arrived."

"Allow us to lead our troops south and pacify Jiangdong."

"This is a great favor from the Emperor, and it is also the time for us martial artists to make our mark."

He changed the subject, pointing outside the tent:

"...However, the timing was not right."

"The rivers are now frozen over, and the north wind is biting."

"Boats are difficult to navigate, and bows and arrows are no longer effective."

"If we force them to cross the river now, not only will the odds of victory be uncertain, but we fear that five or six out of ten soldiers will freeze or drown."

"This is not the way of a general, and it would also betray the Emperor's trust."

The tent was completely silent, save for the howling wind.

All the generals knew that what the commander-in-chief said was the truth.

The opportunity that was within easy reach had slipped away quietly due to the rules of the court and the delays in travel.

Zang Ba stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said:

"...a clear lesson from the Southern Expedition."

"To wage war in the dead of winter is indeed a major taboo."

"It would be better to temporarily halt the offensive, hold the fortified positions, and conserve our strength."

"We will wait until spring arrives and the ice melts before planning our southward advance."

Zhang He chimed in, his tone tinged with a hint of helplessness:

Even so, it may take some time.

"The people of Wu were able to catch their breath and rebuild their river defenses."

"The next battle will be even more difficult."

These words expressed the sentiments of all the generals in the tent, and a sense of suppressed regret and resentment filled the air.

Chen Deng took a deep breath, stood up abruptly, and his gaze became sharp and firm:
"What you all say is all reasonable."

"However, it's too late for regrets now!"

"Since His Majesty and the Prime Minister have entrusted us with this important task, how can we be discouraged and lose heart because of unfavorable weather?"

He walked to the center of the generals, raised his voice, and spoke with an undeniable force.

"Though winter is cold, it's the perfect time to sharpen our skills and prepare for battle!"

"Although the spring floods have not yet arrived, how can we sit idly by and wait?"

"From today onwards, the entire army must intensify its preparations for war, repair ships, and manufacture equipment."

"Perform naval warfare drills and monitor river conditions!"

"We must ensure that all soldiers and officers are prepared before the spring floods arrive next year—"

"From generals to soldiers—everyone is fully prepared!"

"Once the east wind rises and the spring waters swell, what I want to see is:"

"It is a fierce and unstoppable army, ready to pounce on Jiangnan!"

His gaze swept over every face.

"I know that waiting is agonizing and the cold winter is unbearable."

"But the more difficult the situation, the more patience and unity we need!"

"I, the commander, will share weal and woe with you all and with all the soldiers!"

Say it,
Chen Deng actually moved out of the warm central command tent and ordered people to set up a simple military tent in the ordinary camp area.

Despite his love for sashimi, he ordered that no more sashimi be placed on the table.

Instead, he ate the same pot of millet rice and drank the same bowl of vegetable soup as his soldiers.

At night, we endured the cold wind that seeped through the tent together.

He patrolled the camp daily, inspecting defenses and watching drills.

If he encountered someone who was thinly dressed, he would take off his own fur robe and give it to them.

He would personally visit and comfort those who were injured or sick.

With such a commander, the entire army, despite the freezing weather, had few complaints.

On the contrary, morale gradually improved.

A long-suppressed force, eager to be unleashed, quietly surged beneath the frozen camp.

However, the winter was long and the consumption of supplies was enormous.

In particular, the shortage of meat led to a decline in the soldiers' physical strength.

Chen Deng saw this and was deeply worried.

On this day,

He summoned the scribe and dictated the memorial to the emperor.

"...Your subject Deng bows and kowtows again:"

"Thanks to the might of Heaven and the bravery of the soldiers, the north of the Yangtze River is now relatively safe."

"However, it was the dead of winter, and the Huai and Si rivers were bitterly cold."

"Soldiers guarding the riverbank endure the biting north wind and the icy snow that cuts their skin."

"Although I have ordered them to intensify their preparations for war, without providing them with ample food and clothing, we cannot build up their fighting spirit."

"Without a full stomach, one cannot muster the strength to fight."

"I humbly beg Your Majesty and the Prime Minister to take pity on the suffering of the border generals and soldiers."

"A number of cattle and sheep are specially granted to support the troops heading south."

"Then the three armies will be grateful for the Emperor's grace and will surely exert their utmost efforts to await the spring flood and achieve complete victory!"

The memorial was sent again with utmost urgency, flying towards Luoyang.

Chen Deng stood at the camp gate, gazing at the swirling snow, and silently recited in his heart:
Hopefully, the imperial court can understand the hardships at the front and allow these young men who are about to die to rest.

Every extra bite of meat I can eat gives me a little more strength to face the inevitable, brutal spring.

……

Chen Deng's memorial requesting the allocation of cattle and sheep to reward the soldiers at the front and boost morale was laid out on Liu Bei's desk.

Liu Bei tapped the memorial lightly with his fingertips, a hint of worry barely perceptible in his eyes, and sighed:
“…Yuanlong is absolutely right.”

“The north bank of the river is bitterly cold, and the soldiers guarding the riverbank endured wind and snow, which was indeed not easy.”

"If you want them to fight to the death, you must first fill their bellies and warm their bodies."

"Ziyu".

He turned his gaze to Li Yi, who sat below him, and asked, "Do you think you can handle this matter?"

Upon hearing this, Li Yi immediately turned to Mi Zhu, the Grand Minister of Agriculture, who was standing to the side, and asked:

"Zizhong, is it possible for the national treasury and granaries to provide enough cattle and sheep?"

"The number of soldiers at the front is 200,000, and even without considering losses during the journey, it is still a considerable number."

Mi Zhu looked troubled, stepped forward, bowed, and calculated:
"...Back to Your Majesty, Prime Minister."

"As General Chen requested, and considering the long journey and the potential loss of livestock."

"Roughly speaking, at least 20,000 cattle and 20,000 sheep are needed to see any results."

"Of course..."

He paused, his voice growing increasingly hoarse.

"However, the treasuries of various prefectures and counties in the Central Plains may not be able to raise this amount in a short time."

"It may be necessary to urgently order the various prefectures in Hebei to allocate resources."

Oh?
Upon hearing this, Liu Bei frowned slightly, and asked with a hint of doubt:
"I don't quite understand what Zizhong is saying."

"I have often seen that there are many mutton restaurants in Luoyang."

"In winter, there are many people eating mutton and drinking dumplings, and the crowds are so large that they are shoulder to shoulder."

Even though oxen are precious, they are hard to count.

"How could they not even have enough sheep? Is there some hidden reason behind this?"

Mi Zhu gave a wry smile, cupped his hands, and explained:
"Your Majesty is extremely discerning."

"However... however, those who consume mutton in the capital are mostly wealthy and powerful families, and officials."

"Ever since the Prime Minister promoted the dish of 'dumplings,' the custom of eating mutton in winter has become even more popular."

"Most of the sheep owned by ordinary people are concentrated in the hands of that generation."

"They were either kept in their estates or sold in luxury shops in the city, where they were sold at high prices and dispersed."

“If the imperial court were to suddenly levy such a huge amount, it would be tantamount to competing with the people for profit and forcibly seizing their wealth.”

"I fear... I fear it may damage Your Majesty's reputation and could easily cause trouble."

His words were tactful, yet they pinpointed the crux of the problem—

Most meat resources have flowed into the wealthy class, and if the imperial court forcibly requisitions them, it will inevitably infringe on the interests of all classes.

This would also damage Liu Bei's image as a "benevolent and sage ruler".

After hearing this, Liu Bei remained silent for a moment.

He was naturally unwilling to do something that would damage his reputation, so he turned his gaze back to Li Yi, his tone filled with reliance and expectation.

"...Ziyu, opening up trade with the north and introducing cattle and sheep was a policy you strongly advocated."

"Nowadays, cattle and sheep are mostly scattered among the people, making it difficult for the imperial court to procure them."

"You'll have to make a decision on this matter."

Li Yi hesitated for a long time before slowly speaking:
"Your Majesty, Zizhong's concerns are not without merit."

"Forced requisition is definitely not the best policy."

"The only solution now is to take a two-pronged approach."

"First, immediately send a letter to the governors of all provinces in Hebei."

"Order them to gather a batch of cattle and sheep first, no matter what."

"Send it south immediately to relieve the urgent crisis."

"Take whatever you can get."

Mi Zhu added from the side:

"However, Your Majesty, Prime Minister, even if Hebei does its best, I fear it will be difficult to gather even half of the required amount."

Li Yi nodded, then turned his gaze to Lu Su, the Left Chancellor and Grand Tutor, who had been listening quietly to the other side:
"Zijing, I agree with your opinion."

"How should we fill this remaining gap?"

Lu Su stroked his beard and pondered for a moment before saying:

"Since the Central Plains are insufficient, we have no choice but to seek supplies from beyond the Great Wall."

"only……"

“In recent years, the winters in the north have been extremely cold, and it is said that many cattle and sheep have frozen to death on the grasslands.”

"There's another concern..."

His tone turned serious. "The Xianbei leader Kebineng has become increasingly arrogant in recent years and is no longer as submissive as before."

“From last year to this year, prices have been raised without authorization on multiple occasions.”

“They may even halt deliveries and breach the futures contracts signed in the past.”

"Buying sheep from them will probably not be an easy task."

Li Yi interjected:
“I am aware of what Zijing said.”

"Kebineng is constantly making small moves; his intentions are unfathomable."

"However, their tribe is large, and the number of cattle and sheep is still the largest among the Hu tribes."

"The previous breach of contract was not large in scale, and considering the overall situation, I have temporarily suppressed it."

"Given the urgent military needs, perhaps we can send another eloquent and knowledgeable officer who is familiar with Hu's situation."

"Go and negotiate with them, explain the advantages and disadvantages, and you might be able to purchase a batch."

After listening to this, Liu Bei thought the plan was feasible and immediately approved it:

"In that case, let's follow Ziyu's plan."

"First, order Hebei to do its best to raise funds, and at the same time send envoys north to negotiate with the Xianbei to purchase sheep."

"Ziyu, who do you think should be sent?"

Li Yi had already considered the matter carefully and replied immediately:
"I recommend Zhen Yao, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Commerce."

“Minister Zhen has handled trade with the north many times and is familiar with the local customs and prices.”

"Moreover, he is quick-witted and good at negotiation, making him suitable for this position."

"allow!"

Liu Bei nodded, "Immediately draft an edict ordering Zhen Yao to prepare for the journey north in a few days!"

"We must get the cattle and sheep issue settled as soon as possible. The soldiers on the front lines can't wait much longer!"

"Sir, obey the order!"

Li Yi, along with Lu Su and Mi Zhu, bowed and accepted the order.

The imperial decree was quickly issued, one route heading to Hebei and the other to the Ministry of Commerce.

However, whether it is transferred from Hebei or purchased from beyond the Great Wall, it will take time.

In the Han camp on the north bank, Chen Deng and his 200,000 soldiers still had to wait in the freezing cold for their reward, which they didn't know when it would arrive.

And the even more distant and brutal battle to cross the river during the spring flood season.

……

Luoyang, the Prime Minister's Residence.

A dusty carriage quietly came to a stop, the curtain was lifted, and a person gracefully stepped out.

He wore a crane-feather cloak and a turban, his face was thin and refined, but his eyes were bright and piercing.

His every glance exudes an air of grandeur and composure, befitting the governor of Jiaozhou, Zhuge Liang.

He did not immediately go to the palace to meet the emperor, but went straight to the powerful prime minister's residence.

The gatekeeper, already on orders, respectfully led him inside.

Just then, Li Yi's carriage returned from the palace. Upon hearing that Zhuge Liang had arrived, he couldn't help but show a genuine smile.

Before he could even change out of his court robes, he gave orders to his attendants:

"Arrange a banquet immediately! Set up a bronze cauldron in the warm pavilion; today I must have a good talk with Kongming!"

Inside the warm room, the charcoal fire crackled, dispelling the chill.

On a low table in the center, the broth in the red copper hot pot was boiling, bubbling and emitting a fragrant aroma.

On the surrounding tables, various freshly sliced ​​meats, seasonal vegetables and mushrooms are neatly arranged.

Li Yi stepped into the pavilion and saw the figure standing by the window, admiring the cedar tree in the courtyard. He couldn't help but laugh loudly:

"Kongming! Eight years have passed since we parted, and I miss you dearly!"

Upon hearing the sound, Zhuge Liang turned around and calmly bowed deeply:

"Liang greets the Prime Minister."

"Thank you for your concern, Your Excellency."

Li Yi stepped forward and examined it carefully.

Despite the hardships of Lingnan, Zhuge Liang showed no signs of aging; on the contrary, he appeared even more radiant than before.

His eyes were clear and wise, and his skin even had a rosy glow.

Therefore, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise and emotion:

"How strange! The Lingnan region has always been known as a wild and desolate place, where many heroes have fallen and perished."

"How come, Kongming, you've been gone for several years, yet you not only don't seem tired, but you appear even more energetic, with eyes as bright as stars?"

"Could it be that there are really ghosts and gods protecting us?"

Zhuge Liang smiled upon hearing this and humbly replied:
"...You flatter me, Your Excellency." "Although Lingnan is located in a remote area, its mountains and rivers are naturally beautiful."

“Over the years, Liang has traveled to various counties and villages, traversing mountains and rivers, and his legs have become even stronger.”

"In addition, by chance, I met the legendary physician Dong Feng, who guided me in the way of health preservation."

"Nowadays, I eat some longan and black-boned chicken soup every day, and I feel comfortable in body and mind."

"It's as if I've been reborn; I dare not say I'm old."

Li Yi clapped his hands and laughed:

"What a wonderful rebirth! I'm so envious!"

"Look at your graceful demeanor, it makes me, this old man, seem truly frail and decrepit!"

His tone carried a hint of self-deprecation and a touch of genuine emotion.

Zhuge Liang said solemnly:

"Why do you say that, Prime Minister?"

"You, as the Prime Minister, are diligent in managing state affairs and are a pillar of the nation."

"Judging from the Prime Minister's complexion, he is full of energy and vigor, and will surely live to be a hundred years old."

"Thank you for your kind words, thank you for your kind words!"

Li Yi smiled and waved his hand, leading Zhuge Liang to his seat.

"Come, come, in the bitter cold of winter, this is the best thing to warm you up."

And so we ate and talked.

As he spoke, he personally picked up his chopsticks and served food to Zhuge Liang.

After a few cups of warm wine, my whole body felt warm.

Li Yi put down his wine cup, his expression gradually becoming serious:
"Kongming, our casual conversation is over, it's time to get down to business."

"You have guarded Jiaozhou for eight years and achieved remarkable results."

"Your Majesty and I have heard about this from time to time."

"Tell me in detail today what kind of achievements you have made in Lingnan?"

Zhuge Liang composed himself and began to speak in a detailed manner:

"...I am honored by the Prime Minister's inquiry."

When Liang arrived in Jiaozhou, he found the land to be hot and humid, which was quite suitable for growing sugarcane.

"However, the locals only know how to make crude maltose, and their profits are meager."

"Liang then experimented repeatedly with the craftsmen and finally mastered the method of making 'white sugar,' which was as white as snow and twice as sweet."

"Therefore, people were encouraged to plant sugarcane extensively, establish sugar mills, and sell sugarcane in the Central Plains and even overseas."

"Nowadays, many people in Lingnan have become wealthy because of sugar, and the trend of not picking up lost items on the road is gradually emerging."

"Oh? White sugar?"

A look of admiration flashed in Li Yi's eyes. "This is a groundbreaking initiative that benefits the people! And what happened afterward?"

"Secondly,"

Zhuge Liang continued, "Jiaozhou is located in a remote corner of the sea, but the sea route should not be neglected."

"Liang renovated the port, built ships, and actively established connections with India, the islands of Southeast Asia, and even as far as Persia."

"Exotic treasures, rice seeds and spices were imported, and our dynasty's silk and porcelain were also spread far and wide to foreign lands."

"Commercial taxes increased significantly as a result, and the people also benefited."

After hearing this, Li Yi sighed deeply.
"Good! We should take advantage of the situation and promote industry and commerce."

"Kongming's talent was indeed not limited to classics, history, and literature!"

"In this agrarian society, it is truly remarkable to have such vision and action!"

"His Majesty will be greatly pleased to hear this."

Changing the subject, Li Yi looked intently at Zhuge Liang:

"However, Kongming, do you know why the court has urgently summoned you back to the capital?"

Zhuge Liang pondered for a moment, then calmly said:

"I dare to speculate, but is it for... the defense of Guanzhong?"

"It hits the nail on the head, but it's not entirely true."

Li Yi nodded, lowering his voice slightly.

"You already know about Ma Mengqi's defeat."

"The imperial court has long desired to reclaim military power in various regions, but has yet to find a suitable opportunity."

"This defeat is precisely the pretext."

"His Majesty's intention is to transfer Ma Chao back to the capital to enjoy his retirement, while he will be given important responsibilities in Guanzhong..."

He looked intently at Zhuge Liang, "No one but you, Zhuge Kongming, is worthy of this title."

Zhuge Liang remained calm, as if he had expected this, and slowly said:

"So, when His Majesty decided to send General Ma to attack the Wei army, you, Prime Minister... did not strongly object?"

Li Yi smiled slightly, a smile that carried a hint of shrewdness:
"Sima Yi's previous victory led to the relocation of many people from Guanzhong."

"This man is most adept at seizing opportunities when using troops."

“I am certain that he will send troops to harass us again this winter.”

"In order to expand the gains and completely shake the foundation of Guanzhong."

"Changing the leadership now is the most opportune time."

"You've come back just in time. If you go to take up your post now, there should still be time to set up defenses."

His tone turned serious:
"However, the generals in Guanzhong have complex and intertwined relationships, and Ma Chao's former subordinates also need to be appeased."

"How to quickly unite the army's morale, coordinate the overall situation, and deal with Sima Yi's treacherous military tactics."

"The difficulties involved are for you, Kongming, to consider and deal with on your own."

"Of course, if you encounter any difficulties during this period, I will do my best to help you while I am in the court."

Zhuge Liang rose from his seat, straightened his clothes, and bowed deeply to Li Yi:
"Liang will heed the Prime Minister's teachings!"

"I will do my utmost to stabilize Guanzhong, in order to repay the kindness and trust shown to me by His Majesty and the Prime Minister!"

"Very good! Very good!"

Li Yi smiled broadly and personally helped him up, saying, "Get up quickly! The food is getting cold."

At this moment, a maidservant was serving a plate of tender slices of lamb shoulder.

Li Yi held up his chopsticks to indicate this, and smiled:
"Come on, try this one too."

"Eating this in winter is the best way to warm the stomach and nourish the body."

"Your journey to Guanzhong will be fraught with trouble and worry as you face Sima Zhongda."

"Don't forget the health preservation methods you learned in Lingnan!"

Zhuge Liang smiled and sat down again:

"...Your Excellency is right."

"Liang should remember that while defeating the enemy, he must also take care of his own health."

"Only then can we share the burdens of His Majesty and the Prime Minister for a long time."

Inside the warm pavilion, the hot pot broth was boiling, and the aroma was irresistible.

An old man and a young man, two of the world's most outstanding sages, looked at each other and smiled, everything understood without words.

Outside the window, snow fell silently, covering the capital's prosperity and hustle and bustle.

Yet it cannot conceal the undercurrents within this small space that determine the course of the world.

……

Hanzhong, the Wei army camp.

Although it was already deep winter, due to the previous great victory, a large number of people were relocated to populate Hanzhong.

A relaxed and festive atmosphere still permeated the camp.

The soldiers gathered around the fire, sharing the meager food and drink they had captured to ward off the bitter cold.

Inside the command tent, however, it was icy cold, a stark contrast to the atmosphere outside.

Sima Yi sat upright at his desk, his face ashen, clutching a newly delivered secret report tightly in his hand.

The flickering light from the charcoal brazier illuminated his face, making his expression appear even more solemn.

a long time,

He slammed the secret report onto the table with a loud thud, startling the officers and soldiers, including Zhang Yi and Deng Ai, who were standing in the tent.

"Zhuge Liang...it was him!"

Sima Yi's voice carried a subtle, almost imperceptible tremor.

"The State of Qi actually appointed Zhuge Liang to replace Ma Mengqi as the Governor-General of Yong and Liang!"

Seeing this, Zhang Yi asked in confusion:
"Why is the Grand Commandant so surprised?"

"Ma Chao was exceptionally brave and was known as the Divine Might Heavenly General."

"Even if a scholar like Yi has some reputation for wisdom, what good is it?"

"Wouldn't this be more advantageous to me?"

"A Confucian scholar?"

Sima Yi snorted coldly, his gaze sharp as a knife as he swept over Zhang Yi.

“Ma Chao is merely a brave man. Although he is fierce, he is also violent and ungrateful, and his subordinates are disloyal.”

"Furthermore, lacking a long-term strategy, defeat is easily attained!"

"But Zhuge Liang...this man is completely different!"

He stood up and paced around the tent, as if trying to dispel the unease in his heart.

"Although I have not directly confronted this person."

"However, judging from his policies on governing Lingnan and developing the sugar industry, he can be described as a man of great talent and wisdom!"

"His strengths lie not only in his cunning military strategies, but also in his ability to manage domestic affairs and win over the hearts of the people!"

"Although the main force of the Qi army is currently concentrated in Jiangdong, if we allow them to gain a foothold in Guanzhong..."

"Following the example of Han Xin in the past, we established military farms, raised troops, pacified the Qiang and Hu tribes, and strengthened our military capabilities."

"Within a few years, we will surely be able to transform that dilapidated Guanzhong into an impregnable fortress!"

"At that time, a well-trained and well-fed Yongliang army, united as one, will appear on our flank."

"His threat is a hundred times greater than ten Ma Chaos! This is truly a major calamity for me!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yi, though finding Sima Yi's words reasonable, still argued:

"Is the Grand Commandant overthinking this? Even though Zhuge Liang is skilled in governance, a clever cook cannot make a meal without rice."

"Guanzhong is devastated, and the people are exhausted."

"The Qi army's elite troops are mostly stationed in the southeast. How much trouble can he cause now that he's just arrived?"

"When it comes to battle, the Grand Commandant's military strategy is divine, and he may not necessarily lose to him."

"Military campaigns are not merely about fighting on the battlefield."

Sima Yi suddenly stopped, his gaze intense.

"The key to victory lies in strategic planning, in adequate supplies, and in the morale and fighting spirit of the people!"

"An outstanding commander can inspire his soldiers to fight to the death and win the hearts of the people."

"He can command his generals as easily as his own arms and fingers, making them work together as one!"

"This is the most terrifying power!"

"Zhuge Liang was precisely that kind of person!"

"His ambition is not small, and his talent is enough to bring chaos to the world!"

"I absolutely cannot allow them to make arrangements so leisurely!"

His tone was resolute, indicating that he had already made up his mind.

"We must strike them hard while they are still unstable and their strength is not yet fully developed!"

"I must immediately submit a memorial to the King, earnestly requesting permission to launch another northern expedition this winter!"

Deng Ai, who had remained silent until now, stepped forward, cupped his hands in remonstrance, and spoke earnestly:
"Grand Commandant! Think it over!"

"The soldiers have just fought a hard battle, and although they have won a small victory, they are exhausted."

"Moreover, the weather is freezing cold, making marching difficult."

"If we send them on another expedition at this time, I fear there will be widespread resentment, which would be detrimental to morale!"

Sima Yi glanced at Deng Ai, his tone softening slightly, but still firm:

"Do you think I don't know what Shi Zai is worried about?"

"However, opportunities are fleeting! This expedition is not for conquering cities and seizing territory, nor is it intended to annihilate the Han army."

He walked back to the desk and pointed to the Guanzhong area on the map.

"I'm only taking 30,000 elite troops; we'll move in and out quickly!"

"The strategic objective is harassment!"

"To disrupt Zhuge Liang's potential land reclamation program and undermine the defenses he had just taken over."

"To intimidate the people of Guanzhong and prevent them from operating with peace of mind! More importantly—"

He pointed sharply eastward, saying, "This move can greatly divert the Qi army's strength and attention."

"This will prevent Chen Deng from acting recklessly in Jiangdong, thus giving our ally Eastern Wu a chance to catch its breath."

"This will prevent them from continuing to reinforce the eastern front! This is killing two birds with one stone!"

Seeing that Sima Yi's mind was made up and his analysis was clear and logical, Deng Ai, Zhang Yi, and the others said no more and joined in, saying:

"Your humble servants will obey the Grand Commandant's orders!"

Sima Yi nodded and immediately ordered someone to grind ink and lay out silk. He pondered for a moment and then wrote swiftly with his brush.

He wrote a letter to Cao Pi, the King of Wei, in Chengdu.

The text strongly argues that Zhuge Liang's appointment as governor of Yong and Liang poses a significant potential threat, emphasizing the necessity and urgency of launching another military campaign in winter.

It also elaborated on the strategic intention of using a detachment to contain and support the eastern front.

The memorial was sent out by fast horse, heading straight for Chengdu.

Chengdu, the Palace of the King of Wei.

The once magnificent palace is now filled with a heavy, lingering bitter smell of medicine.

It has a lingering, cloying sweetness that's almost suffocating.

Deep within the inner palace, with brocade curtains hanging low, King Cao Pi of Wei lay on a couch.

His face was withered, his eyes sunken, and his former heroic spirit had been completely worn away by illness.

Due to long-term excessive consumption of sugar, the diabetes has become incurable.

His limbs are swollen, his wounds are slow to heal, and recently he has become so weak that he can hardly get up on his own.

A eunuch tiptoed in, knelt before the bed, and whispered:

"Your Majesty, a memorial from Grand Commandant Sima Yi has arrived with urgent news, delivered over 800 li."

Cao Pi's eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened them, his voice hoarse and weak:
"Read...read it to me..."

"Yes."

The eunuch respectfully unfolded the silk scroll and began to read it aloud.

In his memorial, Sima Yi detailed the potential threat posed by Zhuge Liang's appointment as governor of Yong and Liang provinces and analyzed the necessity of launching another military campaign in winter.

It also clarified the strategic intention of using a flanking force to contain and support Eastern Wu.

Cao Pi listened quietly, a faint glimmer of light occasionally flashing in his cloudy eyes.

After the eunuch finished reading, he took a moment to catch his breath before slowly saying:

"Sima Zhongda... although his previous northern expedition did not achieve complete success."

"However, it also dealt a great blow to the Qi army and relocated people to populate the border, which was an invaluable achievement."

"Now that we are able to remain humble and discerning, and to seize the initiative, we intend to take advantage of the enemy's new commander's instability to launch another northern expedition to consolidate our victory."

"...His wise and experienced approach to governing the country aligns perfectly with my intentions... I approve... I approve his proposal."

"...order them to...act as they see fit..."

"Yes."

The eunuch noted down the king's order but did not leave immediately, seemingly hesitant.

Cao Pi glanced at him:
"Is there anything else...?"

The eunuch whispered:
"Your Majesty, should we summon our ministers to discuss this matter?"

"Or perhaps we should ask the Grand Secretary..."

"No need..."

Cao Pi interrupted him, his voice weak but carrying an undeniable determination.

"Military matters... entrusted to Sima Yi..."

"Your Majesty... rest assured... quickly go and relay the order..."

"As ordered."

The eunuch then bowed and withdrew to relay the order.

Silence returned to the hall, with only Cao Pi's heavy breathing remaining.

He stared blankly at the carved ceiling.

After a long silence, he said to another trusted attendant beside him:
"Go...go and summon Duke Wude to see me."

Before long, a young man entered the inner hall, guided by a servant.

He was about fifteen years old, dressed in casual clothes, and had a handsome face.

His brows revealed a composure and prudence far beyond his years, and his manners and etiquette were impeccable.

It was Cao Rui, the son of Cao Pi.

He walked to the bedside and knelt down respectfully:

"...Your son pays his respects to Your Majesty."

"I wonder what instructions Father has given me in summoning me here?"

Cao Pi struggled and, with the help of the eunuchs, managed to sit up slightly.

Looking at his son, who had been studious since childhood, extremely self-disciplined, and surrounded only by people of good character, he was filled with mixed emotions.

He managed a weak smile, his voice barely audible yet as gentle as possible:
"Rui'er... the weather is alright today."

"I... suddenly feel like going hunting... you... will accompany me."

Upon hearing this, Cao Rui's eyes flashed with surprise and worry.

He looked up at his father's frail body and earnestly advised him:
“Father, it is now the dead of winter, all things are dormant, and the cold wind is biting.”

"My father is unwell; it is not advisable for him to move around lightly."

"Why not wait until next spring when the flowers are in full bloom and Father is in good health before we go hunting?"

Looking at his son's concerned and cautious demeanor, Cao Pi felt a complex mix of sorrow and bitterness welling up inside him.

How could he not know that his body was already exhausted and on its last legs?
He shook his head slightly, his tone carrying an indescribable sense of desolation and determination:
"I... wish to go now..."

"Right now……"

What he didn't say was that his mind was as clear as a mirror, and he knew his time was coming to an end.

I'm afraid... we won't be able to wait until next spring.

Seeing that his father was determined, Cao Rui dared not try to persuade him further, and could only whisper:
"Your son... obeys your command."

then,

The entourage of the King of Wei was barely able to be arranged. Cao Pi rode in a sedan chair, while Cao Rui rode alongside him on horseback.

Under the escort of an elite guard, they left Chengdu and headed to the hunting grounds in the suburbs.

The winter fields are withered and yellow, and the cold wind makes them even more desolate.

Cao Pi mustered his strength and ordered someone to bring him a bow and arrows.

Supported by his attendants, he observed the view from a high slope.

Suddenly, the grass rustled in the distance, and two deer, one large and one small, darted out.

They appear to be a mother and child, searching for food.

Cao Pi narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath.

With his last ounce of strength, he drew his bow, nocked an arrow, and aimed at the doe.

With a "whoosh," the arrow veered off course but luckily hit its mark.

The doe let out a mournful cry and collapsed, struggling to the ground.

"Rui'er!"

Cao Pi, panting, handed the bow to Cao Rui beside him.

Pointing to the fawn that was panicked, wandering around and crying out because its mother had fallen to the ground.

"Shoot...shoot that deer!"

Cao Rui took the bow and arrow, but did not aim as instructed.

He looked at the fawn, whimpering helplessly and rubbing its head against the mother deer's carcass, and his eyes suddenly reddened.

He lowered his bow and arrows, turned and bowed deeply to Cao Pi, his voice choked with emotion yet clear:
"His father has already executed his mother; his subject cannot bear to kill his son as well!"

"Heaven and earth cherish life; please forgive me, Father!"

After saying this, she couldn't help but shed tears.

Cao Pi was initially slightly annoyed by his son's disobedience.

However, his feelings were genuine and his compassion was heartfelt, not pretentious.

That anger vanished instantly, replaced by an indescribable shock and astonishment.

He stared blankly at his son, whose face was streaked with tears, and then at the pair of sorrowful deer.

After a long while, he slowly put down the bow in his hand and let out a long sigh.

At that moment, he seemed to see in his son something he had long lost.

We also saw what a benevolent ruler should look like.

A long and prosperous nation may require more than just hegemonic tactics and political maneuvering...

He weakly waved his hand:
"Enough... Enough... Let's go back to the palace..."

After this incident, Cao Pi's last bit of hesitation finally dissipated.

After returning to the palace,

He then secretly summoned his senior officials and formally established his intention to make Cao Rui his successor.

That scene at the winter hunting ground was deeply imprinted in the heart of this ambitious man who was about to reach the end of his life, and it also determined the future direction of the Great Wei.

Meanwhile, Cao Pi's oral edict had already been relayed back to Hanzhong.

The King of Wei agreed to Sima Yi's request for a second Northern Expedition.

Cao Pi was a man of extreme personality.

When you're kind to people, it's wonderful.

When dealing with people, it's extremely bad.

When it comes to someone you like, you want to cherish them like a precious jewel.

He wanted to kill even his own uncle, who had distinguished himself in battle, whom he despised.

Cao Pi knew his days were numbered and he had no idea how far Shu and Wei could go.

I just want to do more things in the rest of my life.

In addition to the oral edict, Sima Yi also received an imperial decree to appoint him as prime minister.

He stood at the entrance of the tent,
Gazing at the gloomy northern sky, the cold wind whipped his cloak.

He knew that the contest with Zhuge Liang had already begun ahead of schedule.

This winter is destined to be anything but peaceful.

(End of this chapter)