The Song Dynasty on the Sand Table

Chapter 364 Don’t love me, there’s no result

Although the entrance ceremony was a little rough around the edges, Guan Sheng, Zhang Yong, and the others quickly discovered that these unreliable teachers were quite skilled in the use of firearms.

They each possess an excellent theory of firearms unit operation!
Moreover, everyone has their own strengths: some are good at defense, some at offense, and some at surprise attacks...

Of course, the most impressive was Napoleon. He was skilled at commanding large armies, especially artillery. Learning from him would be incredibly beneficial.

The generals were very pleased. In this era, few people were willing to teach others "the knowledge of warfare." Famous generals all came from military families, and the knowledge of warfare was passed down from father to son, and from son to grandson, generation after generation on the battlefield. Or they were grassroots generals who grew up by fighting their way up, repeatedly on the verge of death (Han Shizhong).

Guan Sheng, Zhang Yong, and others are typical grassroots individuals; the price they have to pay to learn and grow is too high.

However, in this military academy, one can easily learn strategic knowledge from outstanding generals, which is truly invaluable.

No one was lazy or didn't study hard; everyone studied diligently.

After two months of study, Guan Sheng was transferred back to Weizhou to guard the "northern frontier" of the Northern Song Dynasty, and Yu Fanwen was brought back to attend classes.

Zhang Yong and Yi Zhangqing were transferred back to Chuzhou, and Qi Chongli, Ma Sheng, Sui Yi and others were brought back to teach.

The generals of the Northern Song Dynasty took turns attending classes and rotating shifts.
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While the Northern Song Dynasty was desperately developing its internal affairs and cultivating generals...

Yue Wenxuan, who was in Chuzhou, had just gotten up and was having breakfast with Gong Erniangzi when an old subordinate ran in, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "True Lord, Erniangzi, General Zhang Jun of the Southern Song Dynasty has sent us a secret letter."

"Oh?" Yue Wenxuan didn't reach out to take it. Although he could understand ancient characters, he read them slowly, so it was better to let Gong Er Niangzi take over.

Gong Erniangzi reached out and took the letter, opened it, and read it. There was no signature on the letter, and the handwriting was clearly left-handed, leaving no evidence of handwriting. She frowned as she finished reading and whispered, "True Lord, the letter says that the Southern Song Dynasty has welcomed an imperial envoy named Fu Songqing. He's a tough guy who advocates for active military action against the Northern Song Dynasty. He's currently urging Zhang Jun and Liu Guangshi to send troops to attack Chuzhou... and recover the entire Huainan region."

"Oh?" Yue Wenxuan laughed, "The pro-war faction from the Southern Song Dynasty has arrived."

Fu Songqing was an upright and incorruptible man! When Emperor Huizong was still in power, he favored the Taoist priest Lin Lingsu. Lin Lingsu played tricks in the court, giving talismans to various ministers, but Fu Songqing refused to accept them and refused to associate with the charlatan. As a result, he was kicked out of the court and demoted to the position of assistant magistrate of Puqi County.

After Zhao Gou ascended the throne, he successively served as the Inspector of the Secretariat and the Chancellery, the Director of the Dragon Pavilion, the Prefect of Yuezhou, and the Prefect of Wuzhou.

When the Jin army crossed the river, he was responsible for covering the rear and did his best.

Just recently (in 1131), he was appointed as the Imperial Envoy of Huaidong.

In the Song Dynasty, the imperial envoys were responsible for investigating local politics, inspecting officials, pacifying uprisings, and conveying imperial pronouncements of concern. During the Southern Song Dynasty, high-ranking officials were often dispatched as imperial envoys to appease the people after a popular uprising was suppressed.

The Huainan region at present is in a state where the Jin army caused trouble, then the bandits caused trouble, and then the Northern Song Dynasty caused trouble... which fits the description of a region that needs "pacification".

Yue Wenxuan said, "It seems that this Fu Songqing is here to clean up the mess in Huainan East Road."

Gong Erniangzi laughed and said, "The Chuzhou territory that we control doesn't have any messes. Only the part controlled by the Southern Song Dynasty is a complete mess that needs to be cleaned up."

At this point, she sighed again, flicking the letter Zhang Jun had sent: "Good officials on the enemy's side are just trouble for us. Alas, why couldn't the Southern Song Dynasty be full of people like Zhang Jun and Qin Hui?"

Yue Wenxuan chuckled: "If a country were full of people like Zhang Jun and Qin Hui, it would have collapsed long ago. How could it have survived until now?"

Gong Erniangzi: "What should we do now?"

Yue Wenxuan: "Reply to Zhang Jun and ask him to send troops. We will put on a show with Zhang Jun, pretend to fight, buy time, and temporarily silence the pro-war faction. At the same time, send a secret envoy to see Qin Hui and ask him to do his part to get rid of Fu Songqing."

Gong Er Niangzi immediately went to arrange for a fake battle...

As for sending a secret envoy, Yue Wenxuan planned to take charge personally. He really wanted to see firsthand how Qin Hui, the infamous traitor in history, would complete the task he had entrusted to him. So, which envoy should he send to meet Qin Hui?
Yue Wenxuan's eyes swept across his cabinet and immediately spotted an interesting figurine: Jing Ke!
Moreover, this is the King of Glory version of Jing Ke.

This Jing Ke is clearly not historically accurate; even his gender is wrong. I don't know if he can even be included in the sand table.

However, Yue Wenxuan had the experience of putting the King of Glory version of Hou Yi into the sandbox once, so he felt that this Jing Ke might also work.

Anyway, give it a try! See if putting it in will turn it into a real historical version of Jing Ke.

Pick up the figurine and place it in the sand table...

Go in!
They actually put it in!

The moment Miss Jing Ke stood in the sand table, she instantly came to life.

Jing Ke: "The assassin, sword in hand and clad in brocade, travels at night."

Yue Wenxuan found it amusing and instantly switched to his own life-size figurine, carefully examining the Jing Ke in front of him. Tsk, a mature and alluring woman with an explosive figure.

Yue Wenxuan: "Jing Ke, I want to send you as an envoy to the Southern Song Dynasty."

Jing Ke: "No high risk, no high reward."

Yue Wenxuan: "Can you use your ultimate move, 'Phantom Dance'?"

Jing Ke: "Illusion Dance? What Illusion Dance?"

Yue Wenxuan understood. This Jing Ke only possessed the appearance of someone from the game, but her combat abilities had to conform to physics, so she didn't know any of the special moves from the game. She was probably just a female swordsman "skilled in assassination."

Very good, it's the same as the sand table rules I know.

Yue Wenxuan: "You go to the Southern Song Dynasty to see Qin Hui..." He quickly explained the mission.

Jing Ke: "Don't love me, it won't end well."

Yue Wenxuan: “…”

Jing Ke: "The wind howls, the Yi River is cold, the brave warrior departs, never to return!"

After saying that, she turned and walked out...

Yue Wenxuan muttered behind her back, "You're a woman now, stop trying to be a hero! This poem doesn't suit you anymore. Also, your outfit is too sexy, it's inappropriate for this era. Remember to put on some makeup when you go out, otherwise you'll cause social problems if you don't even see Qin Hui."

Jing Ke considered it seriously for 0.32 seconds, then changed his words and said, "I am sorry for being born dazzling."

Yue Wenxuan: “…”

With a swift movement, Jing Ke leaped over the wall and ran out of Yue Wenxuan's temporary residence.

"Why not use the door when there's one? You have to climb over the wall!"

Yue Wenxuan grumbled in annoyance, a little worried that the figurine would be messed up, so he quickly switched his consciousness to observe rather than take over.

(End of this chapter)