"The Emperor and the Queen want to see our children?"

On the second day, Guan Ji got the news from Feng Yong, which was unexpectedly surprising.

Then she showed a hesitation on her face, "The journey from Pingxiang to Hanzhong is not close. The child is still young, so he has to travel such a long way. Is it appropriate?"

Sure enough, after having children, children are more than anything else.

"After all, it was the emperor and the queen who spoke up to see the child in person, so it was hard to refuse."

Feng Yong moved a rocking chair and lay under the shade of the yard to enjoy the cool air.

He raised his head and watched the sunlight pass through the gap between the branches and leaves, covered with stars.

"The child is still young and easy to take care of. When you leave, you will find two more wet nurses, so there will be no trouble."

When the child gets older and starts to eat by himself, he will become more likely to get sick when traveling far away.

"Besides, after the Northern Expedition, I should go back to Jincheng to meet His Majesty."

"It's just that Longyou has a lot of military affairs and has never been able to get rid of it. It's a good thing to have this opportunity to meet His Majesty in Hanzhong now."

After Li Yan handed over Jiangzhou and returned to Jincheng, the Han Dynasty was now considered a united king and minister, working together with the top and bottom, without so much suspicion.

But this does not mean that you can take the rules seriously.

When others lead the army, there will always be family members staying in Jincheng.

But the Feng Mansion is now an empty shell, with only an old butler looking at Zhuangzi.

Only the Feng Family Ancestral Hall in the mansion proves that this Zhuangzi's surname is Feng.

Now that I hold the military and political power, my wife and even my concubine are around me. If I really want to pursue it, it is not in line with the rules.

Zhang Xingyi controls the key department of the Secretariat of the Qiangwei Office. In the hearts of all sensible people, she is actually a disguised military supervisor.

More importantly, calculating the days, Zhuge Lao Yao may not have had a few years of life.

Without Zhuge Lao Yao being in front of him, many things will probably not be so convenient to do, so at least you have to consider more.

Although it has changed the fate of many people by myself.

Only he felt powerless towards Zhuge Lao Yao.

Today's great man is far more promising than in history.

But it may also be because of this that the old demon Zhuge has become even more violently overdrawn his vitality.

It seems that if he doesn't conquer Chang'an, he will not be able to relax himself.

If this continues, Zhuge Lao Yao will definitely die of vomiting and hemorrhage at the time in the original history.

Medicine will not kill people, but Buddha will save people who are destined to be!

Even the old demon Zhuge is like this, even no matter how powerful a medical worker is, he cannot save him.

In comparison, Mr. Zhao is much easier to deal with.

The victory of the Northern Expedition, the position of the governor of Longyou, and the formation of the Han cavalry greatly improved the old man's spirit.

If it really doesn't work, I sent Zhao Guang back to Jicheng and asked the old man to beat Shunshun's energy a few times and move his muscles and bones.

Or let him drink two more sips of wine and his mood will naturally be relaxed.

Judging from the old man's current way of living, living for another three or four years should not be a big problem.

"This time I went back to Hanzhong, I saw Your Majesty as one. I would like to talk to the Prime Minister about something."

"Third, this time I will bring a group of old soldiers back to lay the foundation for the martial arts lecture hall in Nanxiang."

Although a group of elite soldiers have been trained in the past two years, there are also many disabled soldiers.

Especially the soldiers who came out of Nanxiang, not to mention the army, they were very popular among all parties.

The sugarcane gardens, mines, guards and managers of Dongfeng Express in Nanzhong, and the grassroots personnel in Yueli and Longyou are all very short of them.

If it weren't for the strength of the Xinghan Association, or even the plantations and workshops of various Hanzhong companies, Shuzhong companies, they would definitely have reached out.

After all, the soldiers of Nanxiang who have the foundation of knowledge and knowledge of literature and mathematics and have certain knowledge were considered scarce talents in this era.

So Feng Yong himself had to pick out the best batch first and let them go back to train the students in the Nanxiang martial arts hall.

Hearing Feng Yong's explanation, Guan Ji nodded:

"Alang actually has plans. I will go back with you. I wonder when Alang will leave?"

"The exact date has not been decided yet, but no matter how you calculate it, you probably should wait until September."

Not only do we have to wait for the Hanzhong palace to be built, but we also have to be careful not to delay the farming time.

In the area of ​​Hanzhong, Longyou, it often rains heavily every day in late summer and early autumn, that is, July and August.

At that time, the water levels of the Han River and the Western Han River will soar, and it will be difficult to travel.

The reason why Zhuge Lao Yao chose to send troops to the north when the weather was just beginning, before the weather was completely warm.

It is precisely because of this.

Otherwise, the war will be delayed until the rainy season, the mountain roads will be slippery, the river will soar, and it will be difficult to transport grain in the rear.

Once this happens, there is no other way except to withdraw the troops.

It was much better after September, and the autumn grain was almost collected at that time.

It does not delay the farming season, and it is also easy to walk.

Guan Ji nodded vaguely, yawned lazily, reached out to rub her eyes, and seemed a little tired.

Then he flipped through the paper on the table: "It just so happens that I have many questions and want to ask my uncle for advice."

Feng Yong sat upright and leaned his head towards the table next to him.

Looking at the paper on the table with various symbols that he couldn't understand, Feng Yong asked with great concern:

"What? Doesn't even know how to change the Eight Formation Diagram?"

There were no cavalry in the early years of the Han Dynasty, so the Eight Formation Map was a military formation designed based on infantry.

The Qiang Hunting School Guardian originally had two more troops than others, one was the Modao Team and the other was the engineering battalion, and now there are cavalry added.

Therefore, major changes are required to be made to the eight-form diagram.

Feng Junhou is a low-key in military formation and is completely helpless in this regard.

But the Eight Formation Diagram can be regarded as the Zhuge family's military strategy.

The Prime Minister and his wife were willing to pass the Eight Formation Picture to themselves and Guan Ji because they regarded themselves and Guan Ji as disciples and daughters.

But this does not mean that you can pass the Eight Formation Diagram to others at will.

So now I can only work hard to study how to improve the Eight Formation Chart by myself.

Guan Ji looked at Feng Junhou's hypocritical pretending to care, and gave him a blank look, too lazy to expose him.

"How is it that easy? My aunt is not familiar with the military affairs, and she is not sure about some things."

"At most I can give me a general idea. How to do it, I have to try it myself to know if there is any problem."

This time, Feng Yong said sincerely: "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Xi."

Leading troops is not an easy task, and leading troops to fight is even more difficult.

Feng Yong knew that the reason why he could win battles was that he had a group of excellent generals under his command, the second was that he had a group of high-quality grassroots officers and soldiers under his command, and the third was that he had strong logistics.

If you really want to change it under the same conditions, you may be able to crush you if any enemy general is able to crush you.

What Guan Ji is doing now is to help her expand her advantages and it is appropriate to say thank you.

Seeing Guan Ji's face slightly tired, Feng Yong persuaded with some distress: "Take it slow, don't be so anxious."

"My wife has been in Longyou, she goes to the Manufacturing Bureau to give advice every day. Now Amei hasn't made what I want?"

The Qin and Han dynasties were the first peak period of crossbows. Over the past few hundred years, the production process has been very mature.

It is not possible to make it a step further overnight.

The production materials and production processes require breakthroughs in order to make the bed crossbow they want.

Now it seems that the Qiang Huqiuwei Mansion has entered a bottleneck.

Feng Junhou was sighing, and suddenly Amei appeared at the door of the yard.

Because the two of them were going to talk about the emperor's inspection of Hanzhong, they sent all their servants out of the yard from the beginning.

After Amei received permission, she came over and saluted the two with joy.

Feng Yong looked at the sky, it was just past noon.

"It's not too late to eat, why did you come back so early?"

Amei was stunned, and then her male man suddenly had a wrong idea and asked blankly:

"The man is hungry, do you want the maid to make some food?"

Guan Ji couldn't see it from the side and kicked him from under the table, "I just knew that I was bullying Amei honestly."
To be continued...