Colleagues of Zhang Liang [comprehensive] Mu Liangqing

The news spread faster than expected. Perhaps there was someone behind the scenes. Han Fei received the edict in the early morning, and in the afternoon, all the vendors on the street knew about it.For a while, the people were worried, how would he fight this unwinnable battle?

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Ji Wuye spread the news just to let the world witness Han Fei's joke.At that time, after losing the battle, he was dismissed from office and made atonement. Naturally, no one was unfair.

"Brother Han, Ji Wuye has sinister intentions, this battle... I'm afraid it won't be easy." Zhang Liang frowned worriedly at the complicated and dangerous sheepskin map.

At that time, maps were not easy to make.Everyone's understanding of terrain and terrain only exists in monotonous outlines. The more detailed drawings are all measured by people step by step with their feet. .Going up and down from south to north, going in and out in the east and going out in the west, everyone's drawings were put together to form a map.

Therefore, each one is hard-won.

And what Han Fei got today was from a traveler. Although the outline is not very delicate, the general terrain is relatively clear, which is enough for familiarizing with the combat terrain in advance.

Han Fei shook the flagon over, glanced roughly, "Well, it's not easy to fight."

Still nothing to do with myself, leisurely like a bystander.

This made Zhang Liang even more anxious, "But Brother Han doesn't seem in a hurry?"

Han Fei raised his eyebrows, "When do you think I was in a hurry?"

Except the time when Zhang Liang was poisoned.

Zhang Liang lowered his eyes, staring at the piece of land on the map, as if he was about to make a hole, "However, this battle is no small matter. Your Majesty only sent you 1 horses, I'm afraid..."

He was taught Confucianism by the Zhang family since he was a child, and he was very cautious in dealing with others. There was no [-]% chance of winning, so he definitely would not try it lightly.

Han Fei was different. He was not interested in things that were bound to happen.It is also a victory, [-]% against [-]%, obviously the latter makes him more happy.

He lay leisurely beside the map, shaking his head, "Zifang, you also think it's difficult, don't you?"

Zhang Liang frowned, "...Yes."

Han Fei leaned over, raised his hand between his frowning brows, and said softly: "Don't be so worried, any war must be difficult and risky. Your point is to think about how to deal with it, isn't it? Sad eyes."

Hearing this, Zhang Liang stretched his eyebrows a little and nodded.

This is what he learned the most from Han Fei, and he still hasn't forgotten it after many years of marching with Liu Bang.There are no victorious generals in the world, and there must be risks in every war. Only by accepting the risks can we afford victory.

Han Fei nodded with a half-smile, and asked, "However, tell me, what's so difficult about this battle?"

Zhang Liang expressed his worries one by one, "First, the terrain is difficult to attack. Fanyin City is located on a high ground, condescending. When we attack, we attack from our back. The target is easily exposed, and we cannot mount cavalry. The combat effectiveness has dropped several times. Both , The number of people is very different. The defenders of Fanyin City, plus its rear troops, number more than [-], while our side has only [-]. The three are the difference between work and rest. Our army has traveled long distances, and the army is exhausted. Hu Jun recharged his energy and waited for work .Looking at it this way, the chances of winning are [-]% lower. The four—”

"—Wait a minute." Han Fei interrupted him with a wry smile, holding his precious jug pitifully, "I'll change the question."

Zhang Liang hooked his lips, "Brother Han, please tell me."

Han Fei was full of fighting spirit, and his chest widened, "Apart from what you said before, what advantages do you think we have?"

He has figured out the countermeasures to these difficulties, but he has to be tricked first, and if he spreads it all out, Zifang's admiration for him will definitely be greatly reduced.Someone thought elatedly.

Zhang Liang thought for a while, then lowered his head, "Han, Brother Han."

Han Fei responded subconsciously: "Huh?"

Zhang Liang lowered his head, and his voice was as small as a mosquito, "I mean...the advantage is you."

He was answering the previous question.

Han Fei was taken aback for a moment, and then burst into joy, "I never imagined that I would be so important in Zifang's eyes? Tell me, how can I be an advantage?"

He squinted his eyes happily - if he said sweet words like "the ovary can't do without you", then he might fly to become a fairy.

However, Zhang Liang's heart was clear, and he analyzed the facts: "First, since you were appointed to the judiciary, you have severely punished many officers who oppressed others. Among those soldiers who are upright and upright, they have a very high voice. But if you really want to fight, these rely on real swords. The soldiers with real guns just charge forward, and they are a hundred times braver than the field mouse Michong who is relying on the official position and pocketing his own money. Therefore, the top and bottom are united, and the strong generals are united with Brother Han, this is our big bargaining chip in dispatching troops."

Although this was far from what Han Fei had expected, but since his wife was so serious and what he said was so pertinent, he decided to argue impartially, "It sounds like it really is."

Zhang Liang glared at him half-blamingly, "Brother Han thought about it a long time ago, but he just kept it in his stomach and didn't say anything."

Han Fei pursed his lips and flattered him, "How can my thoughts be as delicate as yours?" Yoyo sat up from the couch, "Tell me, what's the second point?"

Zhang Liang's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick, he snatched the flagon from his hand, and said with a joke, "This question should be asked by Zifang."

Han Fei was startled, raised his eyebrows, "Me?"

Zhang Liang squatted in front of him, the two of them looked at each other, their eyes blurred, "Brother Han must have thought of a countermeasure? That's why he didn't even twitch his eyebrows after taking on such a difficult battle."

Han Fei stared at the stolen flagon, his eyes straightened, and he smiled flatteringly, "Good Zifang, give me the wine first, and I'll tell you naturally."

A trace of anger flashed across Zhang Liang's eyes, "The imperial doctor said that your health is not as good as before, you should stop drinking."

Han Fei rolled his eyes, "How about this? Let me first talk about my method of attacking the city. If you think this method is good, return my flagon?"

Zhang Liang thought for a while, "It's okay."

Han Fei hurriedly sat upright, coughed righteously, and said: "As the saying goes, one general cannot be victorious, and one strategy cannot be successful. Since ancient times, there have been countless strategies for attacking cities and villages in the art of war, and the real ones Those with good strategies can be talked about on the fingers of your fingers."

Zhang Liang couldn't agree more, "I also found that many victories recorded in the history books are mostly just the suppression of numbers, and there is no very precise formation of troops."

Han Fei shook his index finger and said, "They lined up, but it wasn't suitable for the battlefield at that time."

Zhang Liang had never heard of this theory, he tilted his head and asked, "How do you say that?"

The corner of Han Fei's lips twitched, "This is the same as wearing shoes." He looked into Zhang Liang's eyes, and continued, "No matter how exquisite the workmanship is, no matter how expensive it is. If it doesn't fit your feet, you won't be able to walk fast."

Zhang Liang went over these words in his mind, half understanding, "What does Brother Han mean?"

Han Fei grinned, looked up at him and begged for praise, "I mean, I have a few good strategies in mind, but how to implement them will only be known in Fanyin City according to local conditions."

Zhang Liang suddenly realized—cooperating with this guy to go around, just go around in circles with him?

So he withdrew slyly, "Brother Han is sold, and the jug in that Zifang's hand is probably also..."

Han Fei panicked, "—but I can discuss it with Zifang and come up with some plans!"

He got up in a hurry, took a short brush and cloth, talked and drew at the same time, with no distractions, very serious.The hair on the forehead was hanging down, covering a bit of the face, and the eyes full of wisdom seemed to have boundless light.

Han Fei, who was serious, really had a daunting charm.

After the five complete plans came out, he let out a sigh of relief, like a walker on Mount Tai, and wiped off the sweat on his forehead, "Ovary, how about this?"

Zhang Liang was still immersed in the five sets of strategies. While listening to them, he couldn't help thinking, what kind of genius is Han Fei?The treatment method is unique, and the whip penetrates into it.When talking about war, he is also logical and thoughtful.

However, the words of the imperial physician still echoed in my ears, "Jiu Gongzi's current body, it is okay to drink less, but you must not be greedy, otherwise the spleen and liver will be weak, and the medicine will be useless."

Facing the staring eyes that were extremely different from usual, Zhang Liang frowned, opened the spout, drank the wine in one gulp, resisted the pungentness in his throat, shook the empty pot, and returned it to Han Fei, "Speak out, Four horses are hard to chase. Return the jug to Brother Han."

Boom - a thunderbolt hit the sky's spiritual cover.

Han Fei stared blankly for a long while, then suddenly his eyes lit up, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips: "Ovary..."

Zhang Liang sensed the danger intuitively, and took a step back, "He, what's the matter?"

Han Fei took another step forward, looking like a cheetah, "When did you learn how to play tricks?"

Zhang Liang spoke uprightly, but still moved back guiltily, "Yes, it was Brother Han who made the rounds first."

Han Fei pressed on step by step, and he retreated step by step.Back and forth, moved a few times in succession, and slammed into the edge of the bed.

"Hey!"

Subconsciously wanted to get up, but Han Fei was one step ahead of him and pushed up.

The cloth rustled, and my heart pounded.

Zhang Liang felt a hot stone was pressed on his body, and he covered it lightly, making his eyes tremble slightly, "Brother Han, get up, I don't feel well."

Han Fei stared straight at him with deep eyes, took away the jug that was lying between the two of them, and pressed it lightly, the body temperature was transmitted.His head also drooped a little, and he asked softly, "Is this better?"

There seemed to be a big drum in my heart, beating continuously.Zhang Liang was so engrossed in those eyes that he forgot to move for a moment.

Han Fei said again: "Zifang, you drank all my wine, and I didn't taste a sip."

Zhang Liangdao: "The imperial doctor said, you can't fall in love—"

Han Fei stared at the half drop of wine hanging on his red lips, his heart fluttering, he lowered his head and licked it away, letting the aroma of the wine linger in his mouth, he sighed unsatisfactorily: "This wine is really intoxicating."

What is intoxicating is not the wine, but the beauty.

Zhang Liang has an elegant demeanor and picturesque eyebrows. Anyone who sees it wants to hold him in his heart and protect him, and he is reluctant to intrude on the slightest harm.

If wine is not intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated.After that, Han Fei's drinking dropped sharply, and the servants of the mansion, headed by A Duan, were all overjoyed.What they didn't know was that the famous Jiu Gongzi Fei would always ask Zhang Liang for a kiss when he was addicted to alcohol.Although it was only a shallow peck, like a dragonfly touching water, it made the man who did not change his face in front of the storm and thunder, like a child who stole candy.

Of course, exclude today.

Ever since they turned Ronghua upside down last time, the two of them hadn't been intimate. Han Fei suddenly stole a kiss today, and when he was satisfied, he naturally became greedy.

"Ovary, I want to kiss you."

His low and hoarse voice has a kind of magical power, which makes Zhang Liang's thoughts drift away, without any wisdom or elegance, "Fang, didn't you already..."

Han Fei interrupted him, "That's not enough."

The soul-stirring voice pierced through the eardrums, making people feel lost. Zhang Liang pursed his lips, moved his eyes away, and hummed lightly.

Then, lips and tongue meet, and it will be a matter of course.

After a while, Han Fei lay on his back on the bed with a satisfied face. Zhang Liang got up, straightened the clothes that were crumpled from the kiss, removed the jade hairpin by the way, and tied up the scattered strands of hair.

At this time, Ah Duan had something urgent to report, so he stepped through the door and saw his master lying on the bed sprawled, while Zhang Liang was arranging his appearance.There was a follow-up to the embarrassing things he had done, so he blushed and covered his eyes with his hands in a very sensible way:

"Gong, gong, gong gong..."

He was already stuttering, and because of the nervousness in his heart, he called "Young Master" as "Elder-in-law".

Han Fei was full of satisfaction, and asked slowly: "What's the matter?"

Ah Duan pointed out expressively, trying to explain with his movements, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, an edict has been issued!"

Hearing the word "edict", Zhang Liang's heart trembled, "What edict?"

A Duan didn't dare to look at Zhang Liang, who was draped in black hair, for fear of desecrating others, he stared at the floor indifferently, "Master, Mr. Xiangguo, recommended Mr. Zhang to go out with the army, to be, to be a military adviser!"

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Do you have that feeling of being afraid of being abused in the future and not daring to eat candy?