Wuwei, Guzang County.

Jia Xu returned from a distance and entered his own courtyard.

Jia Mu, who was studying in the yard, saw Jia Xu coming back, and quickly stood up to greet him and said, "Father, you are finally back. Twenty days ago, Liu Fan from Hedong came to visit you again."

"Oh!" Jia Xu looked upright and asked Jia Mu, "What words can he leave behind."

"No! But I asked him to write a poem for me." Jamu replied.

"I heard that Liu Fan from Hedong is very literary, so I can witness it." Jia Xu said to Jia Mu. Jia Xu wanted to see what other good sentences Liu Fan had besides compassionate farmers?

Jamu took Jia Xu to the stone in the yard and pointed at Jia Xu.

"I am really persistent." Jia Xu thought to himself, and then looked at the poem.

How much life is like drinking and singing? It’s like morning dew, and the past is full of suffering.

Just this sentence made Jia Xu's face change.

How much life is? I expressed his thoughts and thought that Jia Xu is thirty-six years old this year, and he is almost forty years old. He is well-versed in the past and present, and has the ambition to embrace the moon in his heart, but he still lives in a thatched cottage and achieve nothing. What a pity! How painful!

Is it the time to be born at the wrong time? Or is the time not yet come?

Jia Xu threw away the depression in his heart and then looked down.

He looked word by word and experienced it carefully. Jia Xu saw Liu Fan's sorrow; felt Liu Fan's longing for talented people; and expressed that he should be polite to treat talented people.

Liu Fan also expressed that he would accept those hesitant talents with all their hearts, and the more talents the better.

The mountains are never tired of high and the sea is never tired of deep. Zhou Gong vomits food and the world returns to his heart.

Mountains never get tired of earth, so they can become taller, and kings never get tired of scholars, so the world returns to their hearts, especially the last sentence, which is the finishing touch.

"This is written by Liu Fan for my son and read for me. This is a poem to seek talent! Liu Fan has the heart of a king." Jia Xu thought to himself in his heart.

"Does your father mean?" Jia Mu tried to ask when he saw Jia Xu silently.

No one knows his son better than his father, and his son will know his father. Jia Mu is almost at the age of starting a family and starting a career. After being with Jia Xu for a long time, he has some understanding of his father's thoughts.

"I originally wanted to come back this time and go to Hedong to visit this strange man, but I don't want to go now." Jia Xu shook his head and said.

"Why?" Jia Mu asked in confusion.

"There are five plans for the strategists? Or four plans? If you don't plan for yourself, are you a strategist? If you plan for yourself, you will not be able to do your best. If you don't want to know clearly, I can't go." Jia Xu replied.

Jia Xu also thought of retiring after success, but success is not easy?

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"Report to the lord, this battle is estimated to kill more than 2,000 Xiongnu soldiers, captured more than 500 Xiongnu soldiers, and obtained 900 horses. What should we do with these Xiongnu people? Do we want to kill them?" The west gate of Jiangyi City was still burning, and Xu Huang came over to report to Liu Fan.

"Murdering is not a better solution. Let one go and let the Helian tribe redeem people with horses, cattle and sheep. There are not many men in the Helian tribe now. As long as we have not demanded too high, they will not agree." Liu Fan said to everyone.

"Now the Helian tribe guards are vacant. Can you raid the Helian tribe? Give them a fatal blow. Please make a decision." Shao Yang, the magistrate of Jiangyi County, asked Liu Fan tactfully and sought his opinions.

This sentence was filled with Shaoyang's emotions. He was from Jiangyi. The Helian tribe suffered a lot for many years, causing countless family wives to be separated. He hated the Helian tribe very much.

"Sun Tzu said, know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles; if you don't know your enemy, you will win and lose; if you don't know your enemy, you will not be defeated. The Huns are nomadic peoples, and men, women, young and old know how to ride and shoot strings. Although Hexi was the Shangjun of the Western Han Dynasty, Shangjun was lived in the Xiongnu for many years. What is the situation now? I don't know how many people and horses there are in the Helian tribe? I don't know; are there any other tribes near the Helian tribe? I don't know; this is not known to you. Although our army has 5,000, most of them are infantry. It is not advisable to deal with nomadic people. Although there are 300 cavalry, our archery and horses are unfamiliar. Our army has less than two months of formation. If we cross the river to fight, we will not know ourselves. In this way, how can our army win?" Liu Fan said without expressing his voice, although his tone was majestic, he did not mean to blame Shaoyang for being reckless.

"I've been taught!" Shao Yang bowed and bowed.

Guan Yu and Xu Huang pondered what Liu Fan said and learned another lesson.

"Trag the dead horse at the city gate as much as possible. This is a good thing. All the bodies of the Huns were burned in the fire. Please arrange it?" Liu Fan said to Shaoyang.

"No!" Shaoyang received the order.

"Gongming, take me to the Xiongnu prisoners." Liu Fan said to Xu Huang again.

Not far from the west gate, more than 500 Huns were squatting there. They were unarmed and surrounded by the same number of Han soldiers. Their fur hats were pulled out, and they were trembling in the snow-torn weather.

It's quite interesting to say. I was just in a huge fire, smoky and burning; now I am squatting outside the cold, hunger and cold. In a short time, they have experienced the two heavens of ice and fire.

Liu Fan looked at these Hun soldiers without any sympathy. Liu Fan said intentionally or unintentionally: "Keep it is a waste of food, so let's kill it."

Liu Fan deliberately let go of his voice when he spoke, and almost everyone present could hear it.

"God of your life, General!" A Hun soldier quickly stood up and begged for mercy in Chinese and said.

The other Huns looked confused, not knowing what was going on, and they didn't understand Chinese.

Dozens of soldiers left the line, pointing at the spear to call the man.

Liu Fan walked to the Hun soldiers and signaled the Han soldiers surrounding him to retreat.

"What's your name?" Liu Fan asked staring at the Huns' soldiers.

"My name is Fanyu." The man replied, for some reason, although Liu Fan didn't look old, his expressionless expression made Fanyu very afraid.

"Where are your value? What's the use of keeping you?" Liu Fan said.

"If the general releases us, he will thank you very much after he goes back." Fan Yu begged Liu Fan.

"Then how many horses do you think each of you deserves? How many cows? How many sheep?" Liu Fan asked.

Fanyu thought about the family background of his tribe and said to Liu Fan: "Each of us is worth a horse, a cow, and five sheep."

"Double it! If not, I will kill you directly." Liu Fan's eyes cold and he said fiercely.

One thousand horses, one thousand oxen, and five thousand sheep. Horses were used as war horses, and the oxen were transported back to Anyi for plowing oxen. A large part of the sheep was distributed to the people whose houses were burnt down in Jiangyi, and other rewarded soldiers.

Fan Yu breathed a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."

What Liu Fan wanted was almost the limit they could give. Otherwise, if they were put back and didn't want to starve to death, they would have to dissolve the tribe and surrender to other tribes.

"Let you go back today, and your Helian tribe brings good things to the place where you cross the river today. If you don't come tomorrow? I will let them stain the Yellow River with blood." Liu Fan pointed to these prisoners and said to Fan Yu, his tone full of indifference and strictness.

"Yes!" Fan Yu agreed timidly.

"Come, lead him a horse."

After a while, Xu Huang picked the worst horse from the herd and led it over.
Chapter completed!