Xuancheng stopped his tears, he looked straight at his mentor seriously, and finally spit out the three words that he had buried in his heart for 1640 years, "I was wrong."
The air seemed to be still, and there seemed to be a gust of warm air around, and then, as before, or, like the warmth of the dead man, a warm embrace wrapped him up, and the deep sigh was overwhelmed. In the ear, "You finally understand."
"well…"
Xuancheng put his head on the opponent's shoulder, he tried his best to control the sadness in his heart and the disappointment in his body, those tears that could drown people still did not flow out in the end.
Liang Ren's height is 182, and Xuancheng's height is 178. His face is almost the same as the opponent's. After a long time, his eyes finally meet the opponent's level. "Mr. Liang, I want to change the topic again."
"Okay, have you figured out what to write? Or, do you need my help?"
Xuancheng finally left her mentor, "I came to you because I thought it through. My youth and frivolity finally made me understand that you are right. I want to ask you to guide me to complete a new topic. "
Liang Ren poured a glass of water and handed it to him, beckoning him to sit down, "I'll listen to your thoughts first."
Xuan Cheng sat on the sofa and looked around, "Where is the teacher's wife?"
Liang Ren hesitated for a moment, and then he smiled, "You brat, you really don't understand or you don't understand. It's not like you haven't been here before. Your mentor, I, Liang Ren, are unmarried."
Xuancheng opened her mouth wide, "You?"
It doesn't look like it, 45 years old, professor title, nearly 20 years of teaching experience, calm and elegant appearance, tall and well-proportioned, although not a billionaire, but at least he is a professor of a prestigious school, not short of money or fame, no matter how you look at it Like unmarried people.
"Don't talk about irrelevant things, let's talk about your thoughts first, and see how I can help you."
Xuancheng stroked the water glass in his hand with his fingers, feeling warm. He paused for a while and said, "Mr. Liang, I think that since I am going to start a new thesis, I need to do a review. Why is the topic I chose? Wrong, I think maybe I have a new answer, although you may scold me bloody for this answer, saying that I don’t want to repent, but I still have to say it, because I’m afraid that once I hold it in my heart, It will be a pain forever."
Liang Ren smiled. When he smiled, he was especially friendly and gentle, "Sure, tell me, maybe we can discuss it."
——"The Battle of Feishui, maybe it was a joke." After all, Xuancheng made a sound.
"That's right, that's the definition in the history circles. God made a joke with Fu Jian, and a million troops were defeated by 80,000 soldiers from the Northern Jin Dynasty." Liang Ren echoed his point and said with a smile.
Xuancheng took a sip of warm water, put the water glass in his hand on the table, looked into his mentor's eyes solemnly, and said, "No, this joke was not made by God with Fu Jian, but by himself and himself. Made a joke."
The faint smile on Liang Ren's face stopped, "You seem to have some new insights, that's fine, let's talk about it."
"It's not that Fu Jian didn't know that the Jin Dynasty couldn't be conquered. It was because he saw all kinds of contradictions in the country that he took the risk and put all his eggs in one basket to fight such a war. He wanted to eliminate all the national and social contradictions in the country through a national war. Solve it, those foreigners who survived after being surrendered by him will die in this war, whether it is Murong Wei, Murong Chui, Zhang Tianxi, Yao Chang, or even Yang Ding and Tuobagui, as long as these foreigners After death, the rule of Daqin can be stabilized, so he devoted all his strength to attack Jin with millions of troops. His four-way army went south, the battle line was too long, and the troops were divided into various places. After leaving Shouyang, Murong Chui captured Heyuncheng and Zhangkou, and inserted the former Qin army into the territory of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, forcing the Eastern Jin Dynasty to only defend but not attack, and confronted each other at the Huaihe River, but Mr. Liang, do you know this battle of the ages? It can only be a joke, not that God is going to make a joke with Fu Jian, but himself. The confrontation by the Feishui River for half a month, no one can cross the river, Xie Xuan's letter deceived Fu Jian, but there has never been anyone like him, who clearly forced the enemy to nowhere, but gave way to the enemy himself , Let others beat him."
Liang Ren listened, thought carefully, and said, "You're right, but it wasn't Xie Xuan's letter that caused Fu Jian's failure. Didn't Fu Jian want to attack halfway? Du, this is a strategist's strategy, the emperor Fu Jian has never lost a battle since he was 13, he will not understand the art of war, in this war, Fu Jian and Xie Xuan are on par."
"No, Teacher Liang, you are wrong, Xie Xuansheng, because in that letter of his, he never gave Fu Jian a chance to strike halfway, and he designed for Fu Jian to strike halfway."
"Mastering the stick, but aiming for the yard."
Xuancheng smiled wryly, "Yes, that's why I said the battle of Feishui was really just a joke. Fu Jian planned it carefully for so long, starting with the Battle of Xiangyang in 378 A.D. It took 5 years, and finally His failure was not a decisive battle with the Jin Dynasty, but his own army was defeated, and he completely surrendered himself to the enemy, how could he be undefeated, haha."
"You still haven't woken up, are you sad for him?" Liang Ren reminded.
Xuancheng wakes up, yes, but how can he forget this Nankeyimeng, he can't forget, can't forget those little things, but when he opened his eyes, everything became history.
"When you first started writing this paper, I reminded you that material things determine morality, don't be too subjective, Xuancheng, today you said in front of me that you were wrong, you understand, but in my opinion Come on, you're still, alas," he sighed again.
"No, teacher, I just have to say it. I don't want to leave this topic blank and leave nothing before giving up. I have to figure it out."
The corners of Liang Ren's mouth curled into a slight smile, "Okay, tell me, I'll listen. No matter what you want to write in the future, I'll be happy to help you."
"When I first started to study this war, I saw the strategic layout map of the Feishui Battle of the Second Conquest of Jin by the Former Qin Dynasty. It was a perfect strategic layout, and Fu Jian's strategy was impeccable. Putting aside In general, the reasons for Fu Jian's contempt for the Jin army, I think there are 5 accidental factors in the Battle of Feishui that can prevent this defeat."
"Appreciate further details."
"First, Fu Rong, Duke of Yangping, miscalculated the information. After Fu Rong conquered Shouyang on October 18, Hu Bin's 5,000 navy stopped at Xiashi. Fu Rong surrounded Hu Bin, and Hu Bin's troops cut off their military supplies , sent someone to break through to send a letter to Xie Shi for help, and the letter fell into Fu Rong's hands. Fu Rong immediately sent a letter to Xiangcheng in the rear. The letter said that thieves were few and easy to catch. Why did Rong say these four words? Because he already knew that Xie Shi and Xie Xuan, the main forces of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, were stationed in Luojian 25. He couldn't solve the problem of breaking the Eastern Jin water army, so he sent a letter to Fu Jian, but he sent the letter. The purpose is to want Fu Jian to transfer the 870,000 Chinese troops from Xiangcheng in the rear to the Huaihe front line, but the result is unexpected. Fu Rong does not send letters to the rear. Even if he loses the battle with Xie Shi and Xie Xuan on the banks of the Feishui River, it is at best an enlarged version of the battle in Huainan where Peng Chao was defeated four years ago. Fu Rong's recklessness made this war impossible to win."
Liang Ren nodded and smiled, "What you said is reasonable, but it's not the decisive factor. How do you think that Fu Jian's 870,000 Xiangcheng army can still fight the Eastern Jin Dynasty after Fu Rong's defeat."
Xuan Cheng shook his head, "I don't know."
Yes, he had no choice but to not know, because Fu Jian's 870,000 Chinese army was just a cover.
"It's okay, go ahead and express your opinion."
"Secondly, Liu Laozhi defeated Liang Cheng's 50,000 army with 5,000 Beifu soldiers, and beheaded ten former Qin generals including Liang Cheng. The defeat of Luojian indicated that Fu Jian would definitely lose in the Battle of Feishui. Because Luojian's defense line was broken, Xie Shi's navy drove straight in and approached the city of Shouyang. Xie Xuan's Beifu soldiers also stationed by the Feishui River. Zhang Hao fought Xie Shi and defeated him, but Xie Xuan's Beifu soldiers did not The Qin army was blocked, so the two sides could only face each other across the river. Fu Rong could not break through the water army, and Xie Shi could not go ashore. In the end, the battle of Feishui was completed by Xie Xuan's Beifu soldiers. At this time, Fu Jian was doomed to fail. Yes. Four years ago, Xie Xuan led 30,000 Beifu soldiers in Huainan to defeat Peng Chao’s 140,000 coalition forces. What’s more, Xie Xuan led 70,000 Beifu soldiers, while Fu Rong’s striker by the Feishui River Less than 200,000."
Liang Ren smiled again, nodded and said, "That's right, your analysis is very reasonable. Since ancient times, the nations that established political power in the north have always used cavalry as their advantage, but once they arrive in the south, they will become fish without water. Fu Rong had less than 200,000 Di tribe cavalry. Even after Meng Gehan and Kublai Khan led Mongolian cavalry to attack Xiangyang for nearly 10 years, they were unable to conquer Xiangyang. Once Luojian was broken, it was equivalent to the siege of Shouyang by Xie Shi and Xie Xuanshuilu. Fu Rong, Feishui can't stop the Beifu soldiers' attack at all."
Xuancheng felt a little heartache, even though he woke up from his dreams, those were all fragmented dreams.
"Thirdly, Zhu Xu gave Xie Shi a tip-off. Fu Jian sent Zhu Xu to Xie Shi's barracks with the intention of getting Xie Shi to surrender. Unexpectedly, Zhu Xu leaked the secrets of the Qin army to Xie Shi. If Zhu Xu hadn't leaked the secrets, Xie Shi will not decide to go to war with the Qin army so quickly, his original intention is to delay, as long as Fu Jian's central army arrives at Shouyang and joins Fu Rong, Xie Shi and Xie Xuan's 80,000 troops will undoubtedly hit the stone with an egg."
"There is some truth to it, but Xie Shi's delaying strategy is advisable. The navy of the southern army has always been better than the northern army. The battle of Feishui was originally contingency in Fu Jian, not Xie Shi. Xie Shi wanted to use defense as an offense. It might be a good idea. What you are talking about is still subjective consciousness, which is just an accidental factor. Even if Zhu Xu was killed after the Battle of Xiangyang, the outcome of the Battle of Feishui still cannot be changed, because without Zhu Xu, there is still Yang Preface, Zhang Preface, and so on."
Xuancheng felt dejected, yes, a Zhu Xu is nothing.
"Fourth, Xie Xuan's letter of war is the last decisive factor. Without Xie Xuan's letter of war, Fu Jian might not have been defeated. Xie Xuan asked Fu Jian to retreat. The soldiers of both sides fought decisively. While watching the battle, unexpectedly, as soon as Fu Jian retreated, Xie Xuan took advantage of the situation and crossed the river to launch an attack. The hundreds of thousands of infantry and cavalry of the former Qin army fell into chaos for a while, and eventually they were defeated."
"It also makes sense, as I said, the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is one foot high, Fu Jian has been tricked."
"Your analysis makes sense, so what about the fifth factor? What is the accidental factor you want to talk about?"
Facing Liang Ren's peaceful smile, Xuancheng couldn't calm down. His heart felt as if it had been gouged out by a knife. He covered his face with some discomfort, and there seemed to be a puff in his body. The heat wave swept over him, and his head was about to explode. He was defeated all of a sudden, and his body was about to fall when he lost his mind. Liang Ren hurriedly stepped forward and hugged him, "Hey, brat, what to say Just say, don't faint." He took a breath, thankful that he had long legs and could step forward, but he muttered, "At least don't faint here."
Xuancheng looked at him with a gloomy expression, "Mr. Liang, do you know? I had a dream?"
"Dreams,? Huh? Everyone does."
Xuancheng couldn't control himself again, cold tears swirled in his eyes, he said hoarsely, "But, I had a dream of 1640 years."
Liang Ren gently stroked his hair, and sighed, "Anyone will have a dream, and there will be a day when dreams will wake up."
"Good boy, it's time for you to wake up." He touched his hand so gently, as if caring for his own child, Xuancheng finally woke up in his arms, just as he said.
"Fifth, in the chaos, the coach was killed."
"You mean Lord Yangping Fu Rong?"
Xuancheng nodded silently.
"I still remember that when you were arguing with me, your face was red and your ears were red. I couldn't persuade you. You heard those Internet gossips and said that as long as Fu Jian made Yang Ping Gong Fu Rong the emperor's younger brother, everything can be changed. , do you think that Fu Rong can persuade Fu Jian to change his mind? In fact, the person who can really change history is never someone else, but the person who created history. This person is not Fu Rong, but Fu Jian."
Xuancheng said, "Yes, only he can change history, but he knows that good is defeated by evil, but he is going to do it despite thousands of people."
"As for his younger brother, what is the emperor's younger brother, it's ridiculous. Maybe he will be crowned imperial concubine...but in the end, he couldn't even say a single extravagant word of love..."
Xuancheng burst into tears, "It was him, he killed his younger brother with his own hands, Mr. Liang, do you know? I saw that dream, it was he who wanted to kill his younger brother."
Liang Ren only felt that his body was rubbed wet and slippery. When he looked down, his face changed suddenly, and he was a little at a loss, "Brat, you are crying again, and you are crying all over me."
He quickly squatted down, not knowing how to persuade him, but the man who was still in grief didn't care at all, his face wiped Liang Ren's waist, tears soaked Liang Ren's clothes, Liang Ren sighed helplessly , but bent down to pick him up, and murmured, "I make you cry, I make you cry, sleep well."
He picked up his student by the waist, ran to the bedroom in a few steps, threw him on the bed with a bang, and pulled the quilt to cover him, "Boy, go on with your daydreams."