Qingzhou has a flat terrain, with wheat fields stretching to the sky. At this time of year, you can only see piles of wheat stalks on both sides of the road. Compared with the counties in southern Jingzhou, which have many hills and poor soil, this is indeed a place where a large army can be stationed. I saw many soldiers who were stationed in the fields, training in the fields that had been harvested long ago. There were more than 300 miles along the way, and it seemed that there were more than 100,000 soldiers.
The army is well-organized and well-trained. It seems that Yuan Shao of Qingzhou is very powerful. I think Tian Feng should look at me with great satisfaction, so I resolutely do not look to my left. Facing this army of farmers on the roadside, I am already thinking about how likely we are to win if we really fight in the future.
However, I clearly heard a sigh, and the sound was obviously made by Tian Yuanhao next to me.
"Why is Brother Yuanhao sighing?" I was a little puzzled, and wanted to break the awkward silence of the journey. If these soldiers were not the army stationed in the fields and occupied the farmland, then he would have some reason to sigh. But the many flags, various signs and rumors on the street all indicate that the harvest here is very good this year. Moreover, they have been stationed here for a long time, so they can only be the army stationed in the fields.
Tian Feng shook his head and said nothing, but his expression was not as cold as it had been in the past day. Instead, it was filled with sadness.
If he didn't want to, there must be something wrong. At noon, we arrived at a large camp and thought we would take a break, but Tian Feng continued to lead the team forward. There was no sign of a town in front of us until the horizon. I don't know what Tian Yuanhao did. I looked into the camp. Although I could only see a corner, it seemed very orderly and disciplined. However, the words on the sign at the gate gave me some idea:
Any woman who enters a military camp without permission will be put to death.
It was a very beautiful and neat seal script, but I didn't know what to think when I saw it. It seems that we don't have so many rules in Jingzhou. I know that since ancient times, there have been rumors in places where troops are stationed that if there are women in the army, the battle will definitely be lost. But didn't we still win, or at least not lose? It may be because our army is mainly composed of Yellow Turban peasants, so there are not so many rules and no taboos. Some of our Jingzhou generals are far from being a match for their wives. Sometimes they need a few female generals to fight in the battlefield. In addition, there are women in the front line of the Deng tribe. What will our Jingzhou army look like when they fight in the future? I thought about it imaginatively. Our army is almost a flower garden.
I quickly stopped my intoxicated fantasies and returned to the facts. I understood what was going on. Just now, the general situation was settled. Except for a few states that had never fought a war, the male-female ratio in the states in Jiangbei was already very poor. In Jizhou, it seemed that there were one male and two females.
"Brother Xuelin," I slowed down my horse and came to Tian Jian's side. It seemed that Tian Feng was going to recommend him to Yuan Shao. I guess he was angry with me. This stubborn donkey, I cursed in my heart again, and suddenly Tian Yuanhao sneezed in front of me. I felt relieved.
"What advice do you have for me, Your Excellency?" The son of a scholar was indeed well-mannered and well-mannered.
"I don't deserve it. Do you know the ratio of men to women in Qingzhou?"
"To reply to Marquis Ping'an Fengyun, I'm not too sure either. My brother seemed to have said last night that in Qingzhou there is one man and three women, while in some counties in the south the ratio has reached one man and seven women. If you want more details, you can ask my brother." I felt a gleam in his eyes, and I knew he wanted to suggest that I talk to his eldest brother.
Tian Yuanhao and I have been at odds all the way. During this day and a half, he just greeted me politely during meals, and I returned the greeting and showed some politeness.
With such a high ratio of men to women, Qingzhou is still recruiting soldiers. Although this has increased its strength, the future of Qingzhou is not optimistic. Although I still find it difficult to talk about this matter between men and women, it is a matter of course. Now hundreds of thousands of strong men are being pulled into the barracks and separated from the women of Qingzhou. How can Qingzhou prosper in the future? I understand Tian Feng's worries.
I didn't want to keep fighting until Linzi, but I was older than him, so he should at least give in a little. I suddenly felt like I was still childish, and I started to get angry again.
I finally convinced myself this time. After all, I am a marquis of the Han Dynasty, and I should be magnanimous. But then I thought, my official rank is so high, and he didn't even give me the slightest bit of face, so how can I step down
Once again, I admire myself. Although this kind of person has a bad temper, he is an open-minded hero after all, a person who values righteousness over fame and gain.
I finally figured it out. Tian Feng came over first. I was delighted, but immediately felt depressed again.
"Your Excellency, the Governor has sent his nephew Gao Gan to pick you up. I'll take my leave first." He was very polite but also cold.
"Marquis Ping'an Fengyun has arrived. My uncle, the Qingzhou governor Yuan Gong, has specially ordered Gao Gan to go out of the city 120 miles to pick you up!" A young civil servant came up to me and respectfully invited me to follow the welcoming procession.
There is a problem here. According to the etiquette, a marquis like me can only go three miles to the fiefdom. Four miles is the standard for welcoming a prince. It is two levels higher. Why is this? You want to frame me. I asked for a 120-mile welcome. This is a capital crime.
"I can't afford this kind of treatment." I quickly declined and waved my hand for everyone to stop moving forward.
"This is the will of His Majesty." How could this be the will of His Majesty? It could only be He Jin's will. I waited quietly for him to finish. "Your Majesty has been conferred the title of Prince of Ping'an, your mother has been conferred the title of Lady Fengyun, and the imperial palace has been renamed Ping'an County. Your Majesty has only one son, so you should enjoy the ceremony of being a member of the four-house family."
At the beginning, I didn't understand what was going on at all. I didn't even know who my father was. After he was done, I understood that He Jin had played a very ruthless and big game this time. Yes, I hadn't even reached the age of twenty. There was a precedent in the previous dynasty, but he dared to play this game, and he also took a roundabout way to trap my sister first, so that I was paired with someone else as a son. This time I was in trouble: I had an extra pair of parents for no reason.
The worst part is that this was issued in the form of an imperial edict, and it was not issued to me. I didn't even have the chance to write a letter to decline the order. My sister was a Jingxuan official, not an imperial official, so she had no right to meet him unless summoned. This time was not only troublesome, but also very troublesome.
This 120-li journey was really hard, and I couldn't say anything, otherwise it would be disrespectful to Yuan Shao, so I could only talk to the people who came to greet me. But there were some things I couldn't ask, which made me feel so uncomfortable, for example, he was Yuan Shao's nephew, but why was his last name Gao
It was dusk again when we arrived in Linzi. This is a big city, which was the capital of Qi during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. The atmosphere of studying here has always been highly praised by scholars. Voices of debates on scriptures and doctrines can be heard everywhere in roadside pavilions and halls.
Gao Gan asked me to rest for a while in the Prince's Mansion of Qi State, and his uncle would come to invite me personally. I have heard this kind of cliché many times, which actually means that we should settle down. This is the first time to rest in the Prince's Mansion. It seems that Yuan Shao has been prepared for it and has cleaned and renovated the former Prince's Mansion of Qi State. The former Prince of Qi was killed by the Yellow Turban Army during the Yellow Turban Rebellion. After seeing the layout here, I feel that he deserves to be killed. Although many things have been robbed or taken away, the momentum and pattern of the entire Prince's Mansion of Qi allow me to vaguely feel the extravagance and luxury here in the past.
I asked everyone to find their own rooms, because I knew there would be enough room for all of us, and I also gave an order that everyone should remember the rooms and the way. I asked Long Xing to stay and accompany his wife. I asked the two elders Xu and Yu if they could go to the banquet with me. Yu Ji said he would not go. Seeing that he would not go, Xu Zijiang decided to accompany me, fearing that I would make some mistakes and fail the teacher's instructions. However, he solemnly warned his precious daughter to stay. I didn't care about this and agreed with him in my heart, so I asked Nan to stay as well. I took Yan Rou with me. After all, Tu Jing is just a name like a sign on the flag, and he is not an official of our Jingzhou, so I asked him to accompany his wife. Er Gou was panicked and hurried to make me worry. I asked someone to wait for Yuan Benchu outside and notify me as soon as he arrived. I knew it would take some time because Yuan Shao might think that someone like me who had achieved success at a young age would definitely spend a long time on such a thing. Moreover, with so many of us, it might take an hour or two to settle down. But in fact, we were all settled down in a moment.
I was talking to the two elders while we were making a quick inspection. My subordinates really listened to my joking orders. There were marks on all the doors of the houses, either with a feather or a bone necklace. Xu Zi leaned back, half-squinted at me, and said to me in a half-joking tone: "I heard that you brought back more than a hundred barbarian people from Youzhou. If that's true, I guess you should see skulls when you go to the next row of rooms."
"Why?"
"The barbarians in the northeast are nothing more than the Donghu (Wuhuan), Xiongnu, and Xianbei. You have the Xiongnu Husalinan under your command, so there must be a group of Xiongnu warriors following you. The Xiongnu often cut off the heads of their enemies and hang them outside their tents to show their bravery."
I was filled with fear. If this really happened when my team was leaving, it might have some impact on Nan. Although I knew that I didn't have many Huns under my command and some of them were servants in the Wuhuan camp, this situation shouldn't happen, but I was still a little scared.
I actually saw a head, but I was relieved. It was a deer head, only bones were left. It looked really nice hanging on the door. At least Xu Zijiang, Yu Ji and I all praised the deer's horns when we passed by.
However, for safety reasons, I did not finish reading and invited them to turn around and leave. Thinking that nothing would happen, everyone settled down and went to the dining hall of the Prince of Qi's mansion to prepare food for themselves. I brought a group of barbarians with me. The best of them were here. They just settled down to eat and sleep. Don't worry about it. They can solve these problems by themselves anywhere, and they can solve them well. However, on the way, I met Tu Jinglie and Zhang Qinzhe, a couple, and I had to take good care of them, because this couple was truly Han people. After my sister-in-law married Long Xing, the happy bride had already regarded herself as a Xianbei, but this Xianbei daughter-in-law still maintained her natural gentleness and thoughtfulness. Long Xing often used his wife as a teaching material to criticize the girls in his tribe. They were indeed a group of wild girls who dared to do anything. In the past, others prepared it for us at the post station, and we all made do with it on the road. But now they do it themselves. I am not sure how lively the dining room is. It is hard for me to imagine how two people who grew up and were educated completely on my Han land can stand such a lively scene.
However, the answer came soon. A young Xianbei man came out and shouted when he saw me, "Talie, Qin, we are roasting pigs. It's even hotter than the one in Jizhou. Come here quickly... Ah, Xie sir, we..." When he saw me, although he was not panicked, he didn't say anything for a while. He just pointed his finger behind him.
I naturally expressed the meaning of "Do we need to ask for instructions on this matter?" and motioned for the two of them to leave quickly, and also asked the Xianbei man to leave quickly, otherwise they might be snatched away. Seeing the couple pay their respects to me and run happily to the back, I knew that my worries were unnecessary. After staying with these enthusiastic and childlike Xianbei people for a long time, it seems that anyone will become like this. The Xianbei people seem to have the innate language talent. These young people speak the northern Chinese dialect very authentically. Perhaps it is because of their communication that my subordinates now get along very well.
"Zirui, your tribesmen are really adorable." Yu Ji usually doesn't talk much, but this time he was speaking from the heart and smiled at me.
"Some education should also be done well, so as to avoid problems in some places." This time, General Xu told me seriously, and I nodded my head. I also spoke well of these lovely people, telling them that now they only have traces of wildness inside, and they all behave well outside, which is all the credit of Long Xing and Yan Rou. General Xu also nodded, "Among the three of you, Long Xing may have the highest achievement in the future. In the past few days, I have observed these people under your command. Long Xing is impatient, but he can always stay calm; he likes to take the lead, but he can also pay attention to the overall situation; he is a little impulsive, but he can listen to others' opinions. I don't know how to develop such a character?"
I told him the story of the Po Liu Han clan, and General Xu suddenly realized it, and continued: "With such a character, someone must guide him well, so that he can become a great man and become a general; Yan Rou is too humble. Although he seems to be very open to you, I always feel that he always seems to have a kind of servility. Behind this servility, there is a kind of backbone and ambition. As a general, he will be cautious and will not leave any loopholes, but if he wants to win a big victory, he seems to lack a kind of courage. He can become a famous general; Husa Lie Nanguo seems to have grown up among the Han people. He is brave but not fierce. He has a kind nature and no scheming. Maybe he is still young and has no experience. He can only be a fierce general. But the good thing is that if he becomes a general, he will definitely listen to other people's opinions, so he can also be listed as a famous general. These three are all talented generals."
"Thank you Uncle Xu for your kind words. I thank you on behalf of my brothers."
"You're welcome. Actually, I've noticed another person, Tu Jinglie. Although your people told me that he won't join the army, he has a warlike blood in his body and will join the army sooner or later. When I saw him talking with several Xianbei people under your command, he always knew where to ambush and where to station troops when passing through the jungle and the hillside. I don't know much about military affairs, but I have read Sun Tzu's Art of War. He must be familiar with the book and can often quote from classics. Remember my words, if he becomes a general, he will be a wise general, and his attainments may be higher than Yan Rou's."
"He is very filial, and there is a will from his adoptive father, so he may not be able to be a general." After so many days of interaction, I also feel that Tu Jinglie is a talented general, but there is nothing I can do. I can't force him. I also feel it's a pity, but there is nothing I can do. This will from his adoptive father is our imperial decree to Tu Jinglie. You can have opinions, but you can't disobey it, unless you rebel. I have a feeling, but I can't think of a solution for the time being.
"Don't be too disappointed. Some things are unpredictable." Yu Ji suddenly said, "It's hard to predict what will happen. I think there will be a turnaround."
"It would be great if there is a turn for the better." Although I showed a positive attitude, I still had some doubts in my heart.
"However, it seems that Zirui's naturalization is still effective. These northerners are able to respect the etiquette of our Middle-earth in their daily behavior."
"I don't deserve it." I was still feeling smug in my heart. I felt that I could lead a large number of people of different ethnic groups, and they could still be so harmonious and peaceful. I felt that I was indeed somewhat different. It might be that my personality and temperament were more compatible with these people of different ethnic groups, and I was very open-minded about many things.
However, I was hit again soon. We heard a noise from the roof at the same time and hurried out to see what was going on. We saw a few Xianbei teenagers on the roof of the main hall drawing their bows and shooting at the sky. As the bows sounded, within a few moments, a few wild geese fell into the yard. Someone shouted that a wild goose had fallen out of the yard, and then someone ran along the roof to the edge of the yard.
I tried to smile and explain to the two seniors: "Goose meat is delicious, especially fresh goose meat, which is very delicious after a little cooking." Then, I saw a Xianbei man jump out of the house and then climb over the wall very flexibly. "Everyone is too hungry." I felt more and more tired after explaining, so I just smiled foolishly, and they smiled at me.
"Why are there still wild geese at this time?" I suddenly thought of this question. At this time, these long-feathered guys should have been basking in the sun in the south.
"It's warm in the north this year, so it's not surprising that the geese are a little late in flying south," Yu Ji explained.
"Warmth?" I exhaled a puff of white mist.
"Yeah, otherwise it would have snowed by now." I understood what the bitterly cold Far North was. It seemed that as a southerner like me, it was still suitable for me to go back to the South. But maybe it was because I was wearing too few clothes this time.
"Oh, may I ask if you two uncles know about the affairs of Qingzhou?" I decided to continue to move the topic away from the barbarians.
"I know a lot. Taoist Yu always pretends to be an expert from other worlds. He probably doesn't know, and even if he does, he will pretend not to know." Xu Zijiang really doesn't look like an expert from other worlds. He is definitely a sly person in the market. Only after you talk to him, you will understand his weight.
"Then let me ask Uncle Xu why this nephew of Yuan Shao has the last name Gao."
"When Benchu was young, he loved being a famous scholar and chivalrous, and he made friends with many famous people in the society... You should know what major events happened in the world before you were born, right?"
I have heard a lot about the troubles caused by the party and the chaos caused by the party.
"When Yuan Shao was young, he made many friends with famous scholars. His family was very powerful, and he often helped and took in famous scholars from all over the country who were fleeing from disasters, and he never asked for anything in return. As a result, after he became the captain of the left army, those famous scholars sent their sons and nephews to serve under Yuan Shao."
"Yuan Benchu is truly a person who loves talents." I couldn't help but admire him.
"He loves talents, but he likes brave men even more. Among his four favorite generals, Yan Liang was a murderer who was on the run. Yuan Shao used money to pay for everything, so he took him in. Chunyu Qiong got drunk and injured someone, and was locked up in prison. He broke the cage and injured many yamen runners and escaped. When Yuan Shao heard about this, he ordered people to pay money to settle the matter. Wen Chou, whose family was originally a wealthy family, was known for his bravery when he was young. He often beat local civilians when he disagreed with them. Later, he was also recruited by Yuan Shao. Finally, there was Gao Lan. Gao Lan was a character. His Gao family has always had a good reputation. In Lan's generation, there are only two people, Gao Lan and his brother. A few years ago, Gao Lan's elder brother passed away, leaving no offspring. Gao Lan stayed at home to mourn for his brother. Yuan Shao repeatedly called for help but failed to respond. After investigating the reasons, he sent his own nephew to Gao Lan's elder brother as a son to continue the Gao family. From then on, Gao Lan was determined to work for Yuan Shao. It is good to recruit talents, but some people and some methods are really not worth taking. "Xu Zijiang shook his head and continued without waiting for me to say anything: "Relying on people with bad behavior and arrogance will definitely discourage the hearts of talented people."
"It is indeed not easy to give your nephew away as a son."
"He was selfish. A few years ago, he already had three sons, but he gave his brother's son away... You don't know this, Yuan Shao is not the eldest son in the family. He has an elder brother, but he is the son of a concubine and has no status in the family, so everything is still decided by him."
"Uncle Xu, do you know who the famous scholar was during the Runan expedition against the Qiang? My sister and I don't know who our parents are, but an old man who lives far away in the north saw my appearance and thought of a person. My father might be a famous scholar during the Runan expedition against the Qiang, but he didn't tell me who that person was before he died. I'm seventeen this year and will be born in the twelfth lunar month. I hope my uncle can tell me who I am." According to the old man's story, plus my recent thoughts, I feel that our family seems to have been living in seclusion until now, so my father must be a famous scholar.
"Why are you asking me this question?"
"I think these allusions of Uncle Xu are so clear, I think you should know very well about the famous scholars who conquered Qiang in Runan." After listening to him telling me about Yuan Shao, I no longer cared about the uncle and nephew of high-ranking officials. I thought of asking him for some advice. In a few years, I will be a young man, and I don't even know my own father now. This is too outrageous and too sad.
"Ru'nan conquered the Qiang? There were more than a hundred famous people in Ru'nan back then. Did you know that Ru'nan was a place where many literati and scholars from the Central Plains emerged? I am not very clear about your Ru'nan conquering the Qiang. It would take a while to describe the Ru'nan famous people one by one. How could I know so much about their descendants? Moreover, it is not easy to check now. The remnants of the Yellow Turbans in Ru'nan are making trouble now. I can't check for you for the time being. Since you are asking me about this matter, I will go and check for you later."
"Thank you for your trouble?" Although I was a little unwilling, there was nothing I could do. Moreover, at this time, the war broke out in Runan, and my plan to turn southwest and avoid He Jin's sphere of influence failed again. It seemed that I had no choice but to continue to be the son of the prince and swagger southward.
"Then Uncle Xu, who do you think I am from in Runan?" I still didn't give up. I remembered the reason why the man recognized me and continued to ask.
"You look like Yu Ji." He smiled and remained serious. This man was quite disrespectful to his elders. I almost wanted to chop him with a sword. "How different can people in the world look? If your father is not an acquaintance, who would know?"
"That's right..." I was helpless.
"Yuan Shao is coming." The Xianbei boy's report told us to quickly get dressed, but my hat was a bit impolite, so I tied my hair tightly and asked them how I was.
"It might have been better for you to wear official uniform, but since you don't have a crown, armor is better. I didn't expect you to look a lot younger after shaving your beard." Why did Yu Ji say that? It seems that besides looking majestic, having a beard also makes me look older.
I quickly came out of the shadow of the blow, took Yan Rou with me, and invited Xu the wily old man to join me in the banquet.
When I was outside, a large group of people and horses came from the east, driving a red-painted carriage with a canopy. It was really grand and magnificent. I thought to myself, is this necessary? It felt like they were going to meet some important person. When they were still a hundred steps away from the door, they all dismounted and walked towards me.
"Do you recognize me, Marquis Ping'an Fengyun?" A middle-aged man who looked wealthy and powerful came out from the front row of the team and saluted politely. The others also saluted in unison. To be honest, his face looked familiar, but I might not remember who he was when I met him normally.
But now, unless I am Zhou Cang, it is not easy to admit my mistakes. Sorry brother, I thought to myself, I am just making an analogy. I guess Zhou Cang must be sneezing at this time.
"Mr. Benchu, how are you? Is everything going well since we last met in Luoyang?"
"Thank you for your concern, Marquis Ping'an Fengyun. I heard that you have become the Prince of Ping'an. You will be the Prince of Jingzhao in the future. Your future is limitless." These words sounded sour and like a curse on me. Although I still don't want to admit that Shen Gongwang is my father, I feel uncomfortable when you curse him to death like this.
"No, no." I feel like it's hard for me to have any good feelings towards him anymore.
On the way in the gorgeous carriage, Yuan Shao introduced me to the four generals who served as my guards. I already knew their names, but this time I saw these four famous generals from Hebei: Gao Lan was the only general with a refined air among them. He had a few strands of short beard and a medium build, and looked very capable; Chunyu Qiong was definitely a rough man, he was ten feet tall, with blue veins on his face and red blood vessels on his neck. I felt that this man was exactly what Xu Zijiang described, and it was obviously caused by his addiction to alcohol; Yan Liang had a cold face, as if he didn't care about anything. Except for his obvious thick hands and extremely broad shoulders, this nine-foot strong man still made me feel the kind of unstoppable and unrestrained murderous aura; the most powerful among them should be Wen Chou. His somewhat plump face was not so cold, but he seemed to care about nothing, and he didn't care about anything. The confidence on his body was radiated in every action. Yuan Shao sent all his generals, and they were specially transferred from all over Qingzhou. It really gave me face. I guess he wanted to show off to me.
As soon as I got off the carriage, I knew that they were trying to embarrass me on purpose. Although the gate of this mansion is three feet wide, it is only ten feet high. Yuan Benchu and a group of counselors and generals went in first and prepared to invite me in. I am more than ten feet tall. If I go in directly, I will definitely bump into their heads. I should bow my head because of my status. Although we can bow to each other when greeting each other at ordinary times, at this time, Yuan Benchu stood up straight and "respectfully" waited for me to come in. Wasn't he waiting for me to bow to him? It must be another bad idea from his counselors. In short, they must be complaining for Yuan Benchu because I have "such good luck". It's only ten feet high. Even Chunyu Qiong can do it, but I can't. I am one foot short. They can see that I am bent even if I am wearing armor. How can I be so humble in such an occasion? I can't take big steps, that's not in accordance with etiquette. This made me hesitate in front of the door. Suddenly, Xu Zijiang pulled my ponytail from behind. I came to my senses immediately, turned around quickly, and respectfully said to the old sly guy, "Teacher Xu, please!" I held Xu Zijiang's right arm to salute him as a teacher, walked into the door with my back turned and my butt raised, and respectfully welcomed Xu Zijiang in.
I guess Yuan Shao must have been crestfallen at this time, but I must state that I was not proud, it was just a not very elegant action. It was just because of the height of the students that a very common action was complicated and indecent.
"Marquis Ping'an Fengyun, who is this man?" Yuan Shao was indeed a little unhappy.
"I'm Xu Zijiang, a commoner." Xu Zijiang was very good at helping me make fun of them.
"My teacher, Lord Wei's best friend, once taught me the etiquette of dealing with people, so I treat him as a teacher." I was also unambiguous.
"It's Mr. Xu. I'm so sorry." It seems that Xu Zijiang is very famous. I don't know why. I just saw Yuan Shao's face change immediately and become respectful. It's rare to have such an expression for a child of a famous family. And it seems that many of the counselors know Xu Zijiang, and they murmured in their hearts.
At the banquet, the four generals only drank by themselves and did not join in our small talk. But I know that Yuan Shao has many capable people under him, and the conversation between them and me is a rare and wonderful battle in my life. Although I was able to escape unscathed, I know that this kind of skill in talking can only be secretly enjoyed by myself when I go back, and it is not worth mentioning.
I only know one thing: if there is a war between us and the Yuan family in the future, we will definitely be in a very difficult situation.
On the fifth day of the tenth month in the second year of Zhongping, the moon was waxing, the stars were sparse, there was wind, and the night was cold. After returning home, I had no sleep and wrote down the counselors at the dinner, and also noted my opinion of each of them. I must admit that these people are the most terrible group of counselors I have ever seen.
Under the flickering lights, these wet names only occasionally emit a hint of dark luster, but these are the dark clouds in my heart that I cannot drive away.
Guo Tu, 30 years old, is good at dealing with situations but not good at understanding the overall situation;
Xu You, 30 years old, is good at the big picture and can predict the future trend, but is slightly weaker in details;
Xun Kan, 21 years old, is proficient in geography and humanities, good at strategy, and has great talent. Note: This person has just passed the age of twenty;
Shen Pei, 29 years old, good at executing government orders, allocating various materials, and communication;
Xin Ping, 21 years old, and Xin Pi, 16 years old, are two brothers who are not good at speaking, but they are strategists at their age, which is not to be underestimated. Moreover, both of them have clear ideas and can grasp the key points.
Jiang Yiqu, 27 years old, is a wise general among the military commanders, good at deploying troops and commanding marches;
Chen Zhen, seventeen years old, the same age as me, has a keen sense of wit and is good at military tactics;
Wang Xiu, 19 years old, not yet 20 years old, no words, unknown;
Feng Ji, 33 years old, is narrow-minded but full of wisdom and strategies.
I missed one person on the paper: Tian Feng, 24 years old, chief strategist, who did not speak at the dinner, but I understand that he is definitely better than Zishe and Zisheng.