I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 165 Sixth Five-Year Plan, dense clouds but no rain!Self western suburbs!

Gongsun Du finished speaking.

Han Shao seemed to see a big picture cake, smashing towards his head.

With Zhu Gaoxu as a good example in front of him, Han Shao naturally knew what he was doing.

After all, even the cakes drawn by my own father are unreliable.

Not to mention the future father-in-law.

But what Han Shao was thinking was, 'I'll take it from myself'.

His face was full of respect, and he held his fists in a salute.

"I will live up to my uncle's high expectations."

After hearing this, Gongsun Du nodded slightly, showing a somewhat satisfied look.

Then dismount and walk under the stone monument.

Looking at the names engraved on the stele base, Gongsun Du sighed.

"They are all my good sons in Zhenliao."

After saying that, Gongsun Du was silent for a while, and then suddenly sighed.

"It's my fault."

Upon hearing this, the Zhenliao generals on the side looked anxious and stepped forward.

"It's not the general's fault! It's actually..."

But Gongsun Du shook his head.

"Okay, let's get over it, there's nothing to hide."

"I haven't fallen to the point where I need you to paint me with makeup."

After sitting in Youzhou for so many years, Gongsun Du naturally has his own magnanimity.

In the final analysis, I still underestimated the enemy.

Not only did he underestimate the madness of that mad dog at the beginning.

He also underestimated the stupidity and greed of those in the court.

Combining the two, it seems reasonable for him to fall into such a big trouble.

'It's just a pity for these good guys from Zhenliao...'

Thinking of this, Gongsun Du glanced at the figure of the old man wearing a war robe.

After hesitating for a moment, he still didn't say anything.

That kid is always good at manipulating people's hearts. Although he is a bit of a low-key person, he does have some merits in the subtleties.

At least after today, the shortage of personnel caused by this battle in the Suppression Liao Army should be able to make up for it in a short time.

Speaking of which, this is already an application of momentum.

Gongsun Du looked back at Han Shao again and saw that the man's expression was sincere and solemn. He couldn't see the ambition that Li Wenjing mentioned at all, so he didn't look further.

Then he waved his hand.

"Recite the memorial inscription."

Soon, a clerk from the General's Mansion slowly stepped forward and unfolded the memorial text that had been prepared.

"December 59, 27th year of the reign of Emperor Yongtai of Wei Dynasty..."

"This is my tribute to the heroic spirit of Zhenliao..."

The literary official who recited the sacrificial rites had a sonorous tone and a clear voice.

The memorial text, which was drafted by many clerical officials in the General's Office and polished by the chief historian Li Wenjing, not only mourned and commemorated, but also showed its majesty and magnificence.

Han Shao listened silently, and was reminded of some memories of a desperate charge on the battlefield.

When he looked up at the memorial monument, he saw that the top of the monument was already covered with a lot of snow.

But speaking of it, the snow in the north is different from that in the south.

The snow in the North is drier and lighter.

It’s not as wet and heavy as in the south.

Sometimes when the cold wind blows, it will send droplets all over the sky.

There is also this memorial stele that is several feet high. Even in the world on the other side with advanced machinery, it would take a lot of time to build it.

But here, after Han Shao finished talking about this idea that day, it was completed within a few days.

Simply a miracle.

'With such strong hands-on ability, why do we need to fight? '

'Wouldn't it be nice for everyone to go to a pleasant construction site to move bricks together and build a beautiful home? '

Han Shao sighed with emotion.

At the same time, I was thinking about how big of a project I could take on if I became a contractor and had such a group of capable workers.

It's just that he couldn't last long in such a nonsensical trance.

"What are you thinking about?"

Listening to Li Wenjing's voice, it came again.

Han Shao was somewhat impatient.

I don’t know when this guy started clinging to me.

At the beginning, Han Shao could still deal with it patiently.

But as time passed and the attacks became more frequent, Han Shao became a little unable to resist.

Because someone's narrowed eyes are no bigger than a bean, and they always seem to be able to see through people's hearts.

It's always tiring to talk to such people.

It's really mind-consuming.

So after hearing what the other party said, Han Shao withdrew his gaze and said perfunctorily.

"I didn't think of anything."

After saying that, Han Shao thought about it and thanked him.

"I haven't thanked Chang Shi for helping the soldiers to erect this commemorative monument."

Regarding this memorial tablet, even Han Shao could only make suggestions.

The General Mansion will preside over it.

Otherwise, it would be a violation of the rules.

When Li Wenjing heard this, her smiling face did not change, and she shook her head slightly.

"This is supposed to be the responsibility of the General's Office. Why are you thanking me?"

"Besides, we are a family, right?"

There is a saying that people should not be judged by their appearance.

Don't look at Li Wenjing, she looks like a young person, giving people the feeling of being an official.

But in fact, the style of doing things is vigorous and resolute.

Do whatever is said to be done.

No delay at all.

This memorial tablet is like this.

The same goes for saying that Jiang Wan will be adopted as an adopted daughter.

After getting the consent of Jiang Hu, his biological uncle, Li Wenjing asked Jiang Wan to come to the house on the second day, kneel down, invite tea, and call him foster father.

Make this matter a foregone conclusion.

Now all the powerful people in Zhenliao City know that the chief historian of Zhenliao, the seventh level martial arts true immortal, and the actual controller of the civil affairs in Youzhou has adopted a woman as his adopted daughter.

As a result, even though the women from powerful families are not short of wealth, they still inevitably feel a bit envious.

After all, there are levels of wealth.

As far as most of the current daughters of powerful families in Youzhou are concerned, they can be adopted as adopted daughters by Li Changshi.

It's all about getting rich and powerful in one step.

It wasn't until he heard Li Wenjing say the words 'family' that Han Shao suddenly realized it.

The smiling tiger-like Li Changshi in front of him seems to be his nominal father-in-law from now on.

'So...I rely on my wife at home and my father-in-law when I go out? '

Han Shao felt a little weird in his heart.

I always feel as if I am going further and further down the road of eating soft food, and I am in a situation where I will never return.

Fortunately, Han Shao has one advantage, that is, he likes to climb up the pole.

When Li Wenjing spoke, she did not regard herself as an outsider.

Then why is he being polite?
Say it right away.

"Uncle is right, we are all one family. If Han Shao goes out again, it would be disrespectful to his elders."

"In this case, Han Shao will no longer be polite to uncle."

uncle?

When Li Wenjing heard this, she chanted this title several times in her heart.

Then, a bit of a smile appeared on the face that had always been smiling.

"How can you be so polite? Tell me."

Han Shao was not surprised to see Li Wenjing being so forthright.

They are all smart people, so they don't have to go around in circles.

So I thought about it and said directly.

"I plan to build an almshouse here to adopt orphans from the families of soldiers who died in battle."

This word is out.

The smile on Li Wenjing's face gradually faded away.

"You want to accept the fake one?"

Since ancient times, generals have liked to accept such fake people. With a little training, they will become their confidants.

With Han Shao's current identity and status, he can and is qualified to do so.

But Li Wenjing didn't like him doing this.

Because he felt that Han Shao should not limit himself to Jiangmen.After hearing what Li Wenjing said, Han Shao shook his head.

"No."

Fake son, fake son, is naturally fake.

How can there be parents and children who can be close to each other?

It is also easy for people to have undesirable delusions and sow trouble for the future.

Han Shao would not be so ignorant.

But he didn't tell Li Wenjing too much, he just told him.

"I also want to build an elementary school here to educate children."

Hearing this, Li Wenjing's frown finally relaxed.

After thinking about it carefully for a while, he finally smiled.

"The ambition is not small."

Ambition is actually a polite way of saying ambition.

When Han Shao heard this, he thought that his cheap father-in-law was really a wonderful man.

He smiled and said.

"If you don't accumulate steps, you can reach thousands of miles."

Such famous sayings have been passed down through the ages.

Sure enough, Li Wenjing's eyes lit up and she commented.

"You kid, even if you are not a famous general, you should be a famous scholar."

Han Shao laughed.

He thought too.

How romantic it is to hold a beautiful woman in your arms and use your pen to moisturize the wind and moon?
But the system doesn't allow it.

With this thing in his life, he is probably destined to be a massacre in his life.

But at this time, Li Wenjing was still a little confused.

"This war has consumed a lot of money from the treasury. If there are too many people, we may not be able to support it."

With the sound of the cannon, ten thousand taels of gold.

This is not just talking about the era of hot weapons.

The same goes for cold weapons.

Military strategists, war horses, and food supplies, once the war begins, the consumption is astronomical.

The same applies to discussions of merit and pensions after the war.

It's bitterly cold in Youzhou, and one county is not even as good as a small county in the south.

Although Li Wenjing has worked hard and moved around over the years, he has accumulated some savings.

But after all, it cannot withstand the passing of time.

But after hearing this, Han Shao smiled slightly.

"The General's Office just needs to come forward, and I can provide the supplies by myself."

Li Wenjing looked startled when she heard this.

"You?"

After saying that, Li Wenjing was ready to help Han Shao settle the score.

If we just feed the orphans in the nursing home, they might be able to survive.

But Han Shao obviously wanted more than that, and it must also include martial arts enlightenment...

In this way, the consumption will be huge.

In response, Han Shao blinked and smiled.

"Uncle, I forgot, I am from a grassland..."

These words were obviously a response to Li Wenjing's 'King of the Prairie' that day.

Li Wenjing looked at Han Shao steadily for a while, then looked at the open area in the western suburbs, and suddenly smiled.

"No wonder you chose this place in the western suburbs for this commemorative monument."

Han Shao did not respond.

He just raised his eyes again and glanced at the void above his head.

The sky is full of wind and snow, and of course there are heavy clouds that make people breathless.

Then he sighed.

"Dense clouds but no rain, I am in the western suburbs."

Snow falling in the sky is not considered rainless.

Therefore, Han Shao's words were obviously metaphorical.

But even though Li Wenjing was well versed in classics, for a while she still didn't know where these words came from.

So he hesitated and said.

"Why?"

Han Shao was a little surprised.

This word comes from [Zhouyi·Xiaoguo Gua No. 60 [-]].

It stands to reason that in this world, "hundreds of schools of thought come from changes", you shouldn't have read it.

Unless...either the [Book of Changes] is incomplete.

Or... what is circulating in the two worlds is not the same [Yi].

But no matter what point it was, Han Shao didn't dare to talk nonsense.

After thinking about it, I just added the second half of the sentence.

"Gong Yi takes the enemy in his hole."

This is over.

Li Wenjing thought carefully for a while, then looked at Gongsun Du aside and finally realized.

'The clouds are thick and there is no rain. They rise from the western suburbs of our city. Your Majesty tries your best to shoot down the harmful beasts in their hiding places...'

It’s easy to understand when these words are put together.

The first half of the sentence is talking about accumulation.

The second half of the sentence is saying that Gongsun Du is gathering momentum, intending to hunt down the wild beasts spying on Zhenliao City in one fell swoop.

Sure enough, at this moment when the two of them were communicating in private.

The civil servant of the General's Mansion finally finished reading the magnificent memorial essay.

And among the Zhenliao people whose hearts were affected by this memorial text, someone suddenly asked loudly.

"General! I dare to ask!"

"Shall we fight the Karasuma savage dog next?"

This word is out.

Many people had complicated expressions on their faces.

In war, people will continue to die.

In this battle this year, enough people died in Zhenliao.

But if you don’t fight.

Didn't it mean that so many people who were trying to suppress Liao died in vain?
Recalling the generosity and heroism in the memorial article just now, the people present... were unwilling to give in!

At this time, after hearing this, Gongsun Du's eyes flashed with a faint light of fire.

He glanced at the people of Zhenliao and said in a deep voice.

"beat!"

The shame that belongs to the Zhenliao Army and the shame that belongs to Gongsun Du.

Only blood can wash it away!

There is no benevolence and morality.

There is nothing that should or should not be done.

Not only does he want to fight north!

One day, he will have to twist off some heads with his own hands.

Then step on their heads and ask them, how many heads do you have that dare to stroke my Gongsun Du’s tiger beard!
And when Gongsun Du simply said the word "hit".

Those Zhenliao people who were still a little wavering finally became firm.

Then, facing the wind and snow, in front of this tall memorial monument, he roared angrily.

"Vengeance! Revenge!"

Han Shao looked at the boiling scene with a silent expression.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was Gongsun Du who wanted revenge.

These are the same people.

Or maybe everyone, including himself, is part of this trend.

But this is a good thing for Han Shao, his former Dingbei City, and the future Champion County.

A single tree cannot make a forest.

He needs help and accumulation.

Just like the hexagram he just said.

June [-], dense clouds but no rain, I am in the western suburbs!

Gong Yi takes the enemy at the hole!

In the games of Youzhou and Wuwan, Gongsundu's destiny lies with him.

The future of the world is still unknown.

One day, he, Han Shao, will be the protagonist.

'He can take his place! '

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(End of this chapter)