Lu Bu: My wife comes from two thousand years later

It was getting late, and Wang Yun didn't want to travel to Pingyu at night, so he ordered his soldiers to camp in the open space of the village and cook.

After the meal, the chief of Xujiazhai came with several tribesmen to express their gratitude.

"Don't be polite, old man. This is my duty." Wang Yun stepped forward, took the patriarch's arms, and invited him to take a seat.

The clan leader, a man over seventy and somewhat hunched, twirled his graying beard and said with a hearty laugh, "These bandits have been harassing our village for over a month now. We've run out of arrows and are truly at the end of our rope. Thanks to the envoy's timely assistance, our village is safe!"

"The cavalry led by the envoy are truly fierce and fierce. They killed those bandits and made them cry for their parents and piss their buttocks. I saw the bandit leader, his hands were shaking like a woman sifting chaff, and I wonder if he was leaking urine under his pants..."

The old patriarch spoke incessantly and eloquently. He became more and more excited as he spoke, saliva flying from his mouth, and even danced with joy when he was excited.

After he finally stopped to catch his breath, Wang Yun quickly spoke modestly, his eyes falling on the young man behind the patriarch, and changed the subject.

"Today I saw this brave man pulling a yellow ox backwards with one hand. I was truly impressed. What is his name?"

Just as the old patriarch was about to speak, the young man, fearing he would continue to talk endlessly, took two steps forward, clasped his fists, and said, "I, Xu Chu, greet the envoy!"

The old patriarch's beard twitched, and he was about to brag about Xu Chu when he heard a voice beside him exclaim, "Xu Chu? Are you Xu Chu?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a cute little boy with snow-white eyes. His eyes first widened, then began to shine, and he looked at the boy as if he had seen some priceless treasure.

Zhang Mo looked at Xu Chu excitedly. This was Xu Chu, known as the "Tiger Maniac"! Boss Cao's personal bodyguard, he looked a bit chubby and cute!

In the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Xu Chu fought Lu Bu for twenty rounds and tied with Ma Chao. Although he did not have the ability to kill instantly like Guan Yu and Zhao Yun, his physical strength and endurance were absolutely excellent, making him a truly amazing person.

Military strength is secondary. The key is Xu Chu's loyalty. When Boss Cao died, he cried until he vomited blood.

Xu Chu felt his entire body crawl under Zhang Mo's gaze and asked in a low voice, "Young Master, do you know me?"

Seeing that everyone in the tent was looking at her, Zhang Mo realized that she had lost her composure and coughed twice to cover up her embarrassment.

"I don't know him. I just heard my hermit master mention this name before. He said that the Runan Tiger Crazy, named Xu Chu, was a fierce general of the time..."

Here he stopped talking and said, "Maybe they have the same name!"

Such a powerful person must be dug out, absolutely must be dug out.

When Xu Chu heard the word "brave general", his round eyes lit up. He dreamed of becoming a general!

Runan Tiger Maniac, he has been a tiger-like boy since he was a child, isn’t he the one we are talking about!

Xu Chu asked excitedly, "What else did your master say?"

Wang Yun also looked at her with curiosity. Zhang Mo pretended to be serious and said, "My mentor also said that he has the courage to move mountains and the loyalty to the point of sacrificing his life for the earth. He can be compared to Fan Kuai of the Han Dynasty."

"Is that really the case? Can I compare with Wu Hou?" Xu Chu smiled foolishly.

The old patriarch said, "Why not? You have been incredibly strong since you were young. Even the Overlord of Western Chu can rival you."

Everyone chatted for a while, and it was completely dark outside. The clan leader was still reluctant to leave. Xu Chu was afraid of disturbing Wang Yun's rest, so he and his brother stood on both sides, half pulling and half supporting the old clan leader to leave.

Looking at everyone leaving, Zhang Mo was a little dumbfounded. She had told Wang Yun that Xu Chu was a fierce general, so why didn't he recruit him? He wanted knights, so why didn't he want this girl from a good family?

The team was going to leave the village early tomorrow morning. Zhang Mo was secretly anxious and followed them out of the tent without thinking.

"Master Xu, wait a minute!"

Everyone stopped and Xu Chu turned around, "What's the matter, young master?"

She gritted her teeth and, regardless of Wang Yun's thoughts, acted first and reported later. "Mr. Xu, you are a powerful man. Are you willing to follow me, Your Excellency, to kill the bandits and pacify the invaders?"

Before Xu Chu could say anything, the old clan leader excitedly said, "That's great! Old Ah Chu is truly formidable. This time, we were able to organize the clan members to defeat the enemy. If he could follow you, my Lord, that would be even better."

He pushed Xu Chu again and urged, "Boy, hurry up and do it!"

Xu Chu hesitated, "If I leave, who can stop the bandits who attack again?"

The old patriarch hit him on the buttocks with his crutch and cursed, "Are you the only one in the whole village who can fight? Are Abao, Heizi and the others worse than you? If it weren't for everyone's help, how many bandits could you have defeated by yourself? In this small village, you can only be the tail of the snake. If you go out and mix around, you will have a chance to become the tiger's leader. You have been stupid since you were a child. You will learn some wisdom from following the envoy."

Xu Chu hummed, dodging the sticks. He pointed at another young man beside the clan leader and said to Zhang Mo, "It's okay for me to go with you, but I have to bring my brother with me."

The young man was not as strong as Xu Chu, but he was tall and strong, and his features were more handsome than Xu Chu's.

Buy one get one free. Zhang Mo said with a smile, "Of course." Xu Chu is so awesome, his brother shouldn't be too bad either.

Wang Yun had just come out and had been standing by watching, obviously tacitly approving Zhang Mo's recruitment.

Xu Chu was an exceptional martial artist, and such a talent should serve the country. However, as the governor of Yuzhou, although he was temporarily leading the troops to suppress the bandits, he did not have the authority to appoint soldiers. He had wanted to let Meng De take Xu Chu to join the army directly another day.

Well, since my daughter has recruited people in advance, I will take them with me first.

Wang Yun said, "Mr. Xu is a man of extraordinary courage and strength. Since you wish to serve the court, I will recommend you to join the army after you join forces with Cao's cavalry."

Join the army? Cao Qidu?

Zhang Mo realized what was happening and was about to cry. "Wang Situ, such a talented person, how could you not be moved? And you even want to give him to Cao Cao?"

Xu Chu was about to agree when Zhang Mo hurriedly swung her hoe again to dig holes in the wall.

"Foster father, there's no rush to join the army. I think it's better to recruit Xu Zhuangshi as a family general first!"

To put it simply, a family general is an armed servant hired by the family, which is completely different from joining the army.

With Xu Chu's bravery, if he really went to the army, it would be only a matter of time before he made meritorious deeds and was promoted. Xu Chu was naturally unhappy when Zhang Mo said this.

Wang Yun was a little surprised and asked, "Why is that?"

Zhang Mo thought for a moment and asked Xu Chu, "Can Mr. Xu read?"

Xu Chu said a little embarrassedly, "I can only barely recognize my own name."

"Have you ever heard of military texts like 'The Art of War,' 'Wu Zi,' 'Six Strategies,' and so on? Do you know what 'If you have ten of them, surround them; if you have five of them, attack them; if you have twice as many of them, divide them; if you are the enemy, fight them; if you have fewer of them, flee; if you are inferior, avoid them' means?"

Xu Chu looked bewildered. What she said was something he had never heard of before.

When the old patriarch heard Zhang Mo ask these questions, he thought she was looking down on Xu Chu for his lack of education, so he hurriedly explained, "Ah Chu is very smart, very smart... He will learn these things after just one lesson, really..."

By the end, the old patriarch felt embarrassed and could not continue.

Zhang Mo interrupted him with a smile, "I know!"

In her heart, Xu Chu's martial arts and loyalty are far more important than his intelligence.

"You are illiterate and don't understand military tactics. Even if you achieve promotion through brute force, not only will you not be able to read documents, but you won't even be able to recognize the enemy's flag in battle. If they deploy their troops, you won't know how to break them. Are you going to charge with brute force?"

Who says generals have to be literate? If they can't understand a document, someone will read it to them. If they don't recognize a general's flag, someone will explain it to them. What are military formations and tactics? Just follow them through a few battles and you'll find out.

The birth of a talented general relies on the rich experience accumulated from countless battles. Literacy can only be the icing on the cake, while rote learning of military books is nothing but empty talk.

Xu Chu was stunned by being fooled, and he couldn't help but frown in thought, yes, I don't know anything. Even if I become a general, how can I lead my soldiers to defeat the enemy if I don't understand the formation and the art of war?

Seeing that he was frightened by her, Zhang Mo smiled and said, "As the saying goes, sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood. Why don't you join the Wang family as a retainer first? I will teach you how to read and write, and also teach you military books. When you have learned enough, I can ask your adoptive father to recommend you for military service. How do you think?"

"Really? Young Master, are you willing to teach me?"

Xu Chu was filled with admiration. The little boy was only eight or nine years old, yet he had already learned so many rare books on military strategies!

Zhang Mo looked at Wang Yun eagerly, "Godfather, is this possible?"

After hearing what Zhang Mo said, Wang Yun was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. He only knew that this girl could read and was a little smart, but he didn't expect that she could quote military strategies from strange books at will. Thinking of what she did in Yangdi, if she hadn't read military books, how could she know that attacking the heart was the best way?

He couldn't help but look at the kid in front of him again. How could he acquire such knowledge and talent if he wasn't born into a noble family?

It should be noted that in this era, classics and scriptures were all handed down from generation to generation, and family collections of books were only passed down to the children of the same family. In addition, paper books had not yet appeared. Not to mention ordinary people, even wealthy businessmen with a fortune were mostly only literate, and it was almost impossible for them to study classics. Moreover, the great Confucian scholars of the time were influenced by the idea of ​​emphasizing agriculture and suppressing commerce, and it was impossible for them to accept the children of merchants as their disciples.

"Father..."

Seeing that Wang Yun didn't respond, Zhang Mo called out again, and he came back to his senses and nodded woodenly.

After sending Xu Chu and the others away, Wang Yun couldn't help but ask, "Are you really a commoner? Where did you learn the military manual?"

Where did she learn it? Of course, she'd read it in her past life. She'd loved history since she was in school, and even working part-time as a librarian in college, she'd read most history books, with military strategy being her favorite. While she didn't have a photographic memory, after reading so many times, she'd pretty much memorized them.

Zhang Mo started to talk nonsense. "When my daughter was five, an old man taught her military books for two years. I was very curious at the time and asked him why he taught me all that. He said I was the reincarnation of a military sage, and even though I was born a woman by mistake, I could still fight on the battlefield like Lady Shang. He made me memorize several books."

Ever since Zhang Mo recognized Wang Yun as her father, she has been thinking about how to change history. Let alone Emperor Ling of Han, he has been a crooked emperor for so many years, and it is not possible to straighten him out overnight. Besides, he doesn't have many years left to live, so there is really no need to invest in him.

Her idea was to prevent Dong Zhuo from entering the capital and seizing power starting from the death of Emperor Ling. As long as this guy was eliminated first, no matter whether it was Liu Bian or Liu Xie who sat on the throne in the future, the majesty of the Han Dynasty for four hundred years would still exist, and the princes would never dare to rebel openly. Then, she could recruit talented people who were pro-Han to serve as officials in the court, and the hope of revival would still be great.

However, before that, she had to improve her status with Wang Yun so that he would listen to her suggestions and get things done.

Having just seen Xu Chu lose his composure for a moment, he quickly came up with the idea of ​​such an otherworldly master and a bizarre past life. Regardless of whether Wang Yun believed it or not, he had to plant the seed in his heart first.

Wang Yun was born into a wealthy family and had read many books since childhood. Naturally, he knew about the military sage Sun Wu and the wife of King Wu Ding of Shang, Fu Hao. However, after hearing these stories, Wang Yun's eyes were filled with surprise. He asked, "Who is your teacher? Where is he now?"

Zhang Mo shook her head. "I don't know. My master never told me his name. After he left two years ago, there has been no news since. I only remember that his hair and beard were all white, but his face looked like he was in his thirties. I haven't seen him in the past two years, so I can't remember his specific appearance very clearly."

Wang Yun sighed with regret, believing Zhang Mo's words to about 70%. Without the guidance of an expert, a refugee girl, no matter how smart she was, would never be able to know so many rare books on military strategies.

He really picked up a treasure!