When I was in Qin Dynasty, I lost contact with the wave

Chapter 665 If you dare to hit your son, I will hit my son!
Inside the main camp of the upper army, although it was already night, everyone was making preparations for the journey. The soldiers were chatting while packing their bags.

"I never thought that before the world is unified, there will be an opportunity to fight against the barbarians on the grassland."

The one who said this was a general of a hundred men, sharpening the Qin sword in his hand and speaking cheerfully.

"My son is scared?"

Another centurion smiled and poured a bucket of water on Qin's sword on the grindstone, then patted the centurion's shoulder and laughed.

The general shook his shoulders and shook off the hand, saying angrily: "Bullshit, the first head my grandfather chopped off was from the Yiqu people. When my father was stationed in Shangjun, the first head he chopped off was also from the Xiongnu. How could I be afraid of your father?"

"We, the Qin people, founded our country by fighting against the barbarians from the grasslands. Who would be afraid of these barbarians from the grasslands? Don't you think so, my men?"

"The General is right!"

Although the soldiers were somewhat excited but also slightly worried about the grassland expedition, when they heard the words of the hundred-man general, they could not help but recall the foundation of the Qin State.

Unlike some later dynasties that were accustomed to kneeling to the foreign tribes on the grasslands and were listed as the nine great unified dynasties without any unification, the Qin State was founded on the land occupied by foreign tribes on the grasslands. Now it is just expanding its territory in a different place. What's the difference?
The State of Zhao, which had beaten them to a pulp, was destroyed by the State of Qin. Why should they be afraid of the barbarians from the grassland?
"No, you're not right."

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on the other general of a hundred men. Even the generals of five hundred and two hundred and five hundred in the distance paused in sharpening their swords and looked at him with murderous intent.

Another general of the Hundred Army seemed to have not noticed the change in atmosphere at all. He stroked his chin and said, "You said it was my mother's fart, and you said it was my father's. So who farted... mmmmmm!"

With one hand covering the mouth of another centurion commander, and the other hand tightly strangling his neck, the centurion commander showed a fierce look: "You bastard, if it weren't for the military law strictly prohibiting private fighting, otherwise I would kill you!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

The tense atmosphere gradually dissipated amid laughter, along with the few worries before the war.

However, unlike these middle and lower-level officers and soldiers, at this moment in the main tent of the upper army camp, the main generals, deputy generals, lieutenant generals and their respective staffs of each army were all present, crowded in a large tent, even a little crowded.

"It seems that everyone has noticed your abnormality today. I thought I was the only one who noticed it." Li Xin smiled carelessly and touched the back of his head.

Wang Ben glanced at him and said, "We are all comrades who fought together under your command in the past. How could we not sense your disappointment?"

"Especially the order from the Lord that we make our own decisions on the battlefield. Rather than bringing your lazy nature to the battle command, it's more like you want to train or even test us."

Meng Tian agreed. Although Zhang Ji seemed to have become even lazier after establishing his own shogunate, with all logistics handed over to the Left Chief Clerk Xiao He and military rewards and punishments handed over to the Chief Clerk Cheng Miao, and the Right Chief Clerk Yang Qiu co-ordinated the affairs of the two and checked for omissions and filled in the gaps, Zhang Ji still did many important things himself.

When Ying Zheng entrusted the important task of ruling Wei, although the actual policy formulation and implementation were done by Xiao He and others, in addition to the policy, he also helped to stabilize the people's hearts in Wei.
Even Lu Wan, who had the most mediocre talents, did a good job in the position of Granary Affairs. After the victory in the war against Chu, Zhang Ji asked for a promotion for Lu Wan because he had never made any mistakes in the Granary Affairs.

It seems like just a sentence of “no omissions”, which seems to be nothing special, but how many people can do it in reality?
The job of the warehouse commander is not just about looking after the warehouse. One also has to be responsible for distributing supplies and making the military commanders satisfied without letting anyone take more than they deserve. He did this for several years without any complaints from the generals, which is enough to illustrate Lu Wan's methods.

To be honest, they were a little envious of Zhang Ji. None of the retainers he recruited were mediocre. Cao Shen, Zhou Bo, Xiahou Ying, Wu Chen and others were all talented generals, not just gilding their talents. Especially the first three, Meng Tian and others had already regarded them as the next batch of young talents of Qin.

From Shang Yang to Gongsun Yan, Zhang Yi, Fan Ju, and even today's Zhang Ji, is it possible that Wei State is really a place of outstanding people and can contribute generations of talents to Qin State to stabilize the country?
"Why do I feel that it's not disappointment but disgust?" Yang Wengzi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up, "I always feel that expression is one of disgust?" "Disgust?"

Everyone was puzzled. Yang Wengzi stroked his chin and explained, "I have seen this expression on my father and teacher's faces. The teacher often said that he destroyed Zhao and was named Marquis Wucheng. As his disciple, I am still a lowly rank 10th-level noble Zuo Shuzhang. Even my father said that he is a 17th-level Siche Shuzhang... Aren't you the same?"

"I am Zuo Geng, a 12th noble. Well, my father's title... is not as high as mine."

"So, I can't empathize with that feeling."

Qiang Wei coughed dryly, and what he said made Yang Wengzi look embarrassed, but thinking that Qiang Wei was born in Western Qiang, although his father was the chief of Western Qiang, Western Qiang was no longer a big tribe now, so he was just a fifth-rank official.

But when Yang Wengzi glanced at the other people, he found that they were looking at him with some embarrassment.

Tu Sui, Ren Xiong, Su Jiao, She Jian and Feng Wuzhe all shook their heads. They were all second-generation generals who were better than their masters.

The main reason was that they had too many opportunities. Compared with their fathers, they experienced the fall of the three kingdoms of Wei, Han, Zhao and Wei in just a few years, and participated in the wars with the two kingdoms of Chu and Yan, so their titles were naturally promoted quickly.

"Brother Meng Tian, ​​what about you! What about you! Your grandfather is Lord Duyang, your father is also Zhonggeng, and you are the Right Shuzhang, you must be the same as me!"

Unable to obtain the comfort of empathy, and being stabbed in the back by several good brothers with gleeful eyes, he looked at Meng Tian as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

He believed that the Meng family, which had been a military family for three generations, would not be able to escape this treatment!

"Uh." Meng Tian pulled his hand out of Yang Wengzi's palm, took a half step back and said, "Grandfather often used me to criticize my father and Uncle Jia, saying that they were living like dogs at such an age."

Everyone was stunned, but after thinking about it, it seemed to be the case.

Meng Wu is said to be a famous general, but famous generals also have their ranks. He is almost at the bottom of the list, and is far inferior to General Meng Ao.

"I seem to have heard my father say that Meng Tian was brought up by General Meng Ao since he was a child, and General Meng Wu was never allowed to get involved..."

Meng Tian naturally could not escape the ears of the whispers on the side, but there were some things he was really not convenient to say. He couldn't expose his own father in public and say that his grandfather felt that his father's big account and his uncle Meng Jia's small account were too useless, so he directly trained the next generation to start over?

By the way, let’s discuss the value of what my grandfather said to my father, “If you dare to hit your son, I will hit my son”?
"It's okay, brother. I was also scolded by my father in the past."

Li Xin put his arm around Yang Wengzi's shoulders. His grandfather Li Chong had served as the governor of Longxi County, and his father Li Yao had served as the governor of Nanjun County. Now he had entered the imperial court as Taifu, one of the Nine Ministers of Qin. His uncle Li Mu was the Lord of Bairen, and had served as the Prime Minister of Zhao State in the past. He was also a well-known general. He was both civil and military, a true general and prime minister. In comparison, Li Xin, the right minister, was indeed a disgrace to the Longxi Li family.

But then again, because Li Mu returned to the Longxi Li family, the Longxi Li family felt that it was not good to be too aggressive, so Li Yao did not scold Li Xin anymore.

As for Wang Ben, who was the most sympathetic to Yang Wengzi in the big tent, because his relationship with his father Wang Jian had not been very harmonious over the years, Wang Jian's scolding was like wind on a deaf ear to him, and he just followed the principle of "you say yours and I do mine".

Besides, Wang Ben is now a middle-ranking official at the same level as Meng Wu. In the eyes of outsiders, the Dongxiang Wang family is a tiger father and a tiger son, so... a world where only Yang Wengzi is injured is achieved.

(End of this chapter)