The room Pei Xiu was in was smaller than the one outside, but it was also much larger than an ordinary room.

There is a huge map hanging on the wall opposite the door.

Pei Xiu did not dare to take a closer look, because he knew that the map must be a military secret and not accessible to ordinary people.

It was the sand table placed in the middle of the room that caught his attention.

He has never seen this thing before.

I took a few curious glances, it was high and low, ups and downs, it was a bit weird.

Because he only remembered the map on the wall, it seemed that this room was confidential, so he forcibly took his eyes back from the sand table.

But after I turned away, I couldn't help but feel curious.

Take another look, just take a look.

He quietly turned his head again, glanced at it, and then looked away.

Then……

The curiosity in my heart became even greater.

"That's... that's..."

Pei Xiu swallowed, looked at the quiet door, and finally couldn't help but look at the sand table. This time, she stretched her neck.

"this is not?"

Pei Xiu's eyes showed horror, "No wonder, no wonder, no wonder the Han army..."

As he spoke, he stretched his hand toward the sand table as if possessed, as if to confirm whether he was in a dream.

In this state, he did not hear the footsteps at the door.

"Does it look good?"

"nice!"

"Do you know where it is?"

"Hedong! Look, this must be a big river, this is the Yan River..."

Pei Xiu, who was almost lying on the top, was frightened when he said this, and stood up in a panic.

The visitor pressed his shoulder with his hand: "Don't be nervous, sit down."

Probably because of the panic on his face, as well as the small movement of subconsciously glancing at the sand table and then forcibly looking back, the visitor could tell what he was thinking:

"Don't panic. Just letting you come here means that it's okay for you to look at these things."

Governor Feng comforted Pei Xiu to sit down, and then sat across from the sand table himself.

It took more than ten years of hard work to train students who are capable of drawing maps and making fine sand tables.

Even if Wei knew that he had these two things in his army, so what?

Are they capable of stealing lessons?

Give them ten years, can they train enough mapping students?

"Thank you... thank you..."

"My name is Feng Yong."

Pei Xiu, who had just sat down, was shocked and quickly stood up again:

"Xiu has met the king."

"No need to be polite, sit down."

Governor Feng, who was sitting opposite, signaled.

"Yes Yes."

This time, Pei Xiu didn't dare to be careless anymore and sat down on half of her buttocks with some trepidation.

"The Difficulties of the Road to Shu" had just been published, and the world only thought that it was a masterpiece of excellence.

Who would have expected that when I read it more than ten years later, the words "wolves, jackals and tigers, grinding their teeth to suck blood and killing people like hemp" in the article turned out to be Feng's self-narration.

Not to mention those clever words, cruelty, foresight, and revenge...

Looking at the entire Hedong, who dares to relax at all in front of the notorious Governor Feng?

Pei Xiu has a reputation as the "backward leader of Hedong", but he is just a young man, and I don't know how much of this reputation was brought about by the Pei family.

Seeing Pei Xiu's nervousness, Governor Feng smiled slightly and motioned to the sand table between the two:

"Like this?"

Pei Xiu could finally look at it openly again: "A little, a little curious."

"Just curious? Don't like it?"

How could Pei Xiu dare to say she didn't like it? She waved her hands repeatedly:

"No, no, Xiu has never seen such an exquisite thing."

"I like it very much? Do you want to know how it is made? I will teach you!"

"Ah?" Pei Xiu's eyes were a little dull, "What?"

Governor Feng looked at Pei Xiu and said seriously: "I mean, you become my disciple and I will teach you how to draw maps."

As he said that, he pointed to the huge and detailed map on the wall, "Anyone in the world who can make such a map is from my family."

"no……"

Pei Xiu was a little anxious.

Why doesn't this Ghost King Feng speak human language?

No, what I mean is, why can’t I understand what King Feng Gui said?

If I like it, I have to become your disciple?

"Oh? No?" King Feng Gui narrowed his eyes slightly, "Could it be that Mr. Pei has seen better maps than this one?"

impossible?

Even if you are the founder of Chinese cartography, there is no reason to come up with map drawing standards in your teens... right?

As a professional civil engineer, Governor Feng naturally had some knowledge of cartography.

So of course he knew that Pei Xiu was called the father of Chinese scientific cartography by later generations, and the highest award in China's cartography community was called the "Pei Xiu Award."

In order to commemorate his outstanding contribution, the United Nations Astronomical Organization named a crater on the front side of the moon "Peixiu Crater".

For those who have studied cartography, Pei Xiu is half the ancestor.

Now someone Feng traveled through time and actually captured the founder.

And then the teenage Patriarch dismissed the map he drew?

Looking at King Feng Gui's solemn expression, Pei Xiu only felt pressured.

"No, no, Feng Junhou's map is naturally the best, but show, show..."

"Oh, wouldn't that be great? Since Mr. Pei Lang likes these sand tables and maps, and my maps are the best, then wouldn't it make sense for Mr. Pei Lang to join me and learn from me?"

The solemnity on Governor Feng's face disappeared, and he regained his cheerfulness.

But for Pei Xiu, he felt that he had been struggling in confusion today.

I just took a few more glances at your map and what kind of sandbox it is?

I want to become your disciple and learn this?

How can anyone recruit disciples like this?

People say no?

Not a son of man?

Pei Xiu refused in her heart, but when she saw the famous ghost king in front of her, he was looking at her meaningfully.

The words of rejection came to my lips and I swallowed them back.

A heavily guarded secret place, next door to where the map is being drawn, where military secrets are placed.

Wait, have I watched too many things that I shouldn't have?

Pei Xiu reacted belatedly.

Governor Feng stood up and said:

"I won't force you, but you'd better think about this matter first. It will be of great benefit to you."

Tens of thousands of Huqi were massacred in the Jiuyuan area, as well as the wealthy families in Hedong who were bleeding like rivers.

This is enough to prove that after so many years of growth, Governor Feng has become a decisive and decisive figure.

He is now under the control of the military and political affairs, and there are many things waiting for him to make decisions. He does not have much time to waste words with a young man.
To be continued...