Compared to the turmoil in Chang'an, the academy is much quieter.

Walking in the college, you can see students in twos and threes, either rushing to the classroom in a hurry, or holding books and studying hard under the shade of the trees.

Of course, some people spread mats on the grass, and several people gathered around and debated fiercely.

But no matter what it is, everything still looks so peaceful and peaceful.

The tense atmosphere in Chang'an and even Guanzhong seemed to be blocked by the high walls of the college and did not affect the students in the college.

Yaomei was walking hurriedly along the corridor of the Royal Academy with her food box in hand.

Occasionally, I met a few students and saw the superintendent’s wife. They all stepped aside and saluted Yaomei:

"Meet Madam."

On normal days, Yaomei would sometimes stop and say a few words to them in a gentle voice.

But at this time, she was not in the slightest mood. She just nodded to them and hurried past, then transferred to the superintendent's duty room.

"Squeak!"

The door was opened, then quickly closed again, and it was deliberately closed tightly.

Wei Rong, who was looking down at the information, looked up and saw that it was his wife. He put down the things in his hands and showed a gentle smile on his face:

"coming?"

Yaomei put the food box on the table and sat across from Wei Rong, panting slightly.

It was obvious that she was walking in a hurry.

At this time, the nonchalant expression she maintained along the way turned into one of anxiety:

"I heard something happened to the Shangdang?"

Wei Rong reached out and took the food box over, then opened the lid, looked at the contents of the food box, and said casually:

"Well, Shangdang was attacked by Wei thieves, and the internal staff opened the Huguan to respond. At this time, it is basically confirmed that it was lost."

"ah!?"

Hearing this, Yaomei's face changed and she stood up suddenly, "How could this happen? That uncle (i.e. Wei Yan), he, he..."

"Today's food seems to be lacking in quality." Wei Rong didn't seem to notice Yaomei's reaction. He took a bite of the food and said, "It's not as delicious as usual."

"I'm telling you something serious, are you listening? Just eat, eat, eat!"

Seeing his nonchalant look, Yaomei stamped her feet angrily and patted the table:

"For such a big thing as joining the party, you can just say yes and it's over?"

"Then what else can I do?"

Wei Rong swallowed the food in his mouth and raised his head, "Didn't the master's wife already lead the army to rescue? The gentleman behind me will definitely rush over as well."

As Wei Rong spoke, he lowered his head and took another bite, "You don't believe my lord, don't you still believe sir?"

"Of course I believe it..." Yaomei just finished speaking, and then she slapped the table angrily, "Is this what I'm talking about?"

"Then what do you want to say?"

Although he said that today's food was not of good quality, Wei Rong chewed his food carefully, as if tasting it, and asked slowly.

"Me," Yaomei glanced at the door, then lowered her voice and approached Wei Rong, "Aren't you worried about uncle?"

After hearing this, Wei Rong paused and then sat up straight.

After a moment of silence, the originally indifferent face finally showed a somewhat complicated expression:

"It would be a lie to say that I'm not worried, but I know that the matter has come to this, and it's useless no matter how much I worry."

He finally sighed, "I don't know what the prognosis will be."

"Now, I just hope that brother (i.e. Wei Chang) can listen to my advice."

Seeing his appearance, Yaomei's heart tightened: "What do you mean?"

Wei Rong didn't answer, just picked up a stack of documents from under the table and handed it to Yaomei:

"This is the Shangdang war as deduced by the Martial Arts Hall. If you read it, don't spread it."

Yaomei didn't answer: "I don't want to read it, tell me."

Even if I show it to her, will she understand it?

Wei Rong sighed again:

"To put it simply, the Shangdang War was probably a trap set up by the Wei thieves, similar to the one set up by the old Lord Guan when he lost Jingzhou."

Even if Yaomei doesn't understand the military formation, she definitely knows about the loss of Jingzhou.

But when he saw her beauty turned pale, he asked, "Lost Jingzhou?"

Wei Rong nodded: "At this stage of the Shangdang war, it can be seen that the thieves' arrangements are almost the same as when they plotted against Jingzhou."

Back then, Lord Guan Laojun attacked Xiangfan and was about to capture it, but he missed the last step.

And what about the Wei thieves?

The reinforcements had obviously arrived, but they did not go to the rescue. Instead, they seized the time to prepare for a counterattack.

As for Guan Laojunhou, he couldn't bear to see the results of the battle that were about to be won.

At the same time, the Wu people deliberately paralyzed Guan Laojun, waiting for Guan Laojun to mobilize the troops from the rear to the front, and then with the support of Jingzhou's internal forces, they attacked from the rear in one fell swoop.

Guan Laojunhou was attacked from both sides and was eventually defeated and killed.

This time during the Shangdang war, the Wei thieves used the same method to attract their own master with the capital city.

Judging from the deductions in the Jiangwu Hall, it is obvious that the Wei thieves can rescue Gaodu City earlier this time.

But it happened that the troops were stationed at Tianjingguan and stopped moving forward.

This forced the Lord to transfer Huguan and other garrison troops in order to capture Gaodu City as soon as possible.

Then...

Everything has become what it is now.

Oh, by the way, Lu Xun also wrote to the mountain commander, asking the mountain commander to lead the troops out of Wuguan. I don’t know if it is a coincidence or sincerity...

Wei Rong smiled bitterly:

"Now even your Lord's reaction is exactly the same as that of Lord Guan. He is reluctant to leave Gaodu City, but also wants to return to the army to rescue the eldest son of Huguan..."

At this point, he paused silently.

Because if we continue talking, we are just short of the last step and will be defeated and killed.

Even Guan Laojunhou can't break this situation. Wei Rong doesn't think that his master is more powerful than Guan Laojunhou.

Yaomei sat down and murmured:

"So, uncle, isn't it like the story about Lao Junhou?"

The corners of Wei Rong's mouth twitched.

If my lord is really like Guan Laojunhou, that would be fine.

But Wei Rong doesn't think that his master can be compared with Guan Laojunhou.

No matter how arrogant Mr. Guan is, he still understands the overall situation and can listen to the advice of others.

It is said that Guan Laojun rejected Sun Quan's proposal of marriage, which angered Sun Quan.

But based on the situation at that time, let alone refusing in anger, even if Guan Laojun was more polite, I'm afraid it would fall into Sun Quan's plan to alienate him.

That's called not understanding the overall situation - what would the late emperor in Shu think, and had he considered it?

The Prime Minister wrote a letter to persuade Guan Laojunhou to give up his ambition to compete with the Marquis of Zhuxiang (i.e. Ma Chao), and Fei Gongju (i.e. Fei Shi) persuaded Guan Laojunhou to accept the ribbon of the former general.

Guan Laojunhou can listen to it. These are considered to understand the overall situation and listen to others' advice.

But my lord...

Who can persuade him?

If it weren't for his own lord, Wei Rong would have scolded him without any hesitation:

He knows the big picture.

When Yaomei heard Wei Rong's analysis, the look on her face became even more anxious:

"If Alang said this, wouldn't Shangdang really be lost?"

Although Wei Rong was trained by Feng Duhu, he was rarely raised by Wei Yan.

But no matter what, Wei Yan is okay with his mother, and she is his nominal father.

Of course Wei Rong didn't want his master to end up like this.

It's just that as a disciple of King Feng Gui, the knowledge he has learned over the years is not just for show.

Coupled with his identity, he can master information that ordinary people don't know, so his vision is naturally deeper than others:
To be continued...