Wen Yun's news came from the scouts, and he could only know the general situation, not in detail. It would take at least two days to reach here from Hanoi. According to the time, Zhang Yang should have received the news at this moment, and it might even be that Yuan Shao knew it. Zhang Yang was too busy to take care of himself, and the bankruptcy of the plan to surround Zhang Yan was inevitable. Even if Zhang Yang was willing to support Yuan Shao, he would not be able to endure the risk of being looted by the Xiliang army in Hanoi.

While happy, Zhu Jun felt a little guilty. The Western Liang army entered Hanoi, and Hanoi was doomed. I don’t know how many people would die.

Sun Ce had no psychological burden. As long as Jia Xu was not stupid, he would definitely control Niu Fu, Dong Yue and others at this time, so that they could commit less murder, otherwise Zhu Jun would not be able to save them. They invaded Hanoi, so they wanted food, attracted Zhang Yang's attention, and attacked the manor. They would have limited interference to ordinary people. They could not cut the money and ensure that they could be kept to the minimum.

As for the robbery of the powerful families, please, who cares? I don’t care anyway. If the Xiliang Army can kill Sima Yi, I will still remember them as a merit.

When Hebei was in danger, Sun Ce and Zhu Jun decided on the tactics of going south and returned to their tent with ease. Guo Jiazheng talked to Zhang Hong and Pang Tong, and he also received the news that it was sent by Jiang Gan. Jiang Gan not only reported that Jia Xu agreed to form an alliance and had sent troops to attack, but also reported the reply of Bai Bo's army. Guo Tai, the commander of Bai Bo's army, accepted Zhu Jun's invitation and was willing to surrender to the court. The reason was actually simple. After the Xiliang army retreated into Hedong, Bai Bo's army was squeezed by the Huns in the north, and Xiliang people came to the south, which was difficult to maintain.

Like Zhang Yan, Guo Tai refused to come forward in person and only sent Yang Feng to lead the order to participate in the king's reign.

"Niu Fu sent someone to send a few horses, and he was very sincere." Guo Jia smiled and said, "Mr. Zigang has a pen that is more than 100,000 heroes."

Zhang Hong waved his hand with a smile. "If it weren't for the information you provided to the general, I wouldn't know what kind of person Jia Xu was. The article is small douer, not worth mentioning."

Sun Ce was in a happy mood and told him what he had discussed with Zhu Jun. He entered Chenliu County along the Honggou River and snatched the Qiumai from the counties along the way to replenish military rations. This matter must be shared with Zhang Miao and Yuan Tan, so that there should be no misunderstandings or falsehoods come true. The weapons he wanted to sell to Zhang Miao were also prepared, and he would hand them over to them at the right opportunity. These foods were the payment he should receive, and of course he had to pull a few nails for Zhang Miao.

Guo Jia wrote down one by one and arranged for someone to contact him.

In addition to snatching the grain, Sun Ce also had to transfer the troops from Yingchuan County and military farms to join the war. The 20,000 or 30,000 people under Zhu Jun were too bad and could not count on them, so he still had to be more reliable. These things must be arranged in advance, on the one hand, the autumn harvest, and on the other hand, the marching. The time must be arranged properly, and it must not be disconnected, and it will not be delayed.

The four of them repeatedly discussed and decided to deal with it separately.

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Wulu saw that Xi Jian had finished dealing with the injury, and saw that Zhang Fang's pain was reduced a little, he stopped grinning and screaming in pain. He then breathed a sigh of relief. He asked Xi Jian to take his seat and said politely: "The Taoist priest is not like the ordinary people. Wulu dared to ask for advice. What Taoist priest is the Taoist priest?"

Xi Jian stroked his sparse beard and admired Zhang Fang's face full of medicine. He was proud of his skill being more exquisite. "I was originally practicing in Yangcheng Mountain and had a destiny to Sun Hao Ni, so I became his friend. I originally practiced the Taoist technique of Guangchengzi, mainly guided. Recently, I got the sixteen gold ingots of Sun Hao Ni, and also practiced the Golden Elixir Dao."

Wulu was confused and somewhat disappointed. "Isn't it a peaceful way?" He originally expected to have some relationship with Xi Jian and asked him to say a few good words in front of Sun Ce, but he didn't expect that Xi Jian was really a Taoist practitioner.

"Taiping Dao is also a Tao?" Xi Jian looked disdainfully. "You are rebelling in the name of Taoism and wanting to change the dynasty, so why do you really ask?"

"What are you talking about?!" Zhang Fang muttered dissatisfiedly, but his face was covered with ointment, and his expression was not too big, so he could only move his lips. However, Sun Ce also slapped his lips, swollen like sausages. He only saw movement, but couldn't open it, and his voice was also very vague.

Wulu was also very unhappy. "Sir, you are not practicing Taiping Dao. How can you comment on Taiping Dao? Don't you realize Meng Lang?"

Xi Jian had a special status in Sun Ce's camp. From Sun Ce to ordinary soldiers, he was very polite to him. How could he take Wulu and Zhang Fang seriously? Seeing that they were unhappy, he became more excited. He was usually despised by Sun Ce, but today he had the opportunity to despise others, so of course he could not let him go.

"Have you read the Taiping Sutra?"

Wulu's expression became unnatural. He had never read the "Taiping Jing"? It was a secretary only Zhang Jiao had. Not to mention that he didn't have the chance to read it, even Zhang Yan didn't have the chance to read it. He just read a few sentences with Zhang Niujiao. Zhang Niujiao is one of Zhang Jiao's eight disciples. He had the opportunity to preach with Zhang Jiao and heard Zhang Jiao mention some contents of the "Taiping Jing", but he himself might not have read it himself.

Seeing Wulu's expression, Xi Jian smiled even more proudly. "I haven't read it, but I have heard of it. It is said that the "Taiping Jing" is actually not a Taoist book, but a Confucian miscellaneous study mixed with alchemy. Rather than caring about the great Tao, it is more about caring about the family and country. This is the way of entering the world, not the way of leaving the world. Therefore, what the great wise and good teachers are eager to use loess instead of fire and establishing a new dynasty. Do you understand? This is the beginning and beginning of the five virtues. It was originally the knowledge of the Yin-Yang family, but later it was integrated into Confucianism by Dong Zhongshu, which was not the knowledge of the Tao at all."

Wulu General was skeptical, but he did not dare to deny it completely, and he vaguely felt that Xi Jian’s words were quite reasonable.

"Even if this is the Tao, you have not really grasped the key points. Only Brother Zhang Jiao knows a little, so once their brothers die, you will become bandits. Although the Yellow Turban is still on his head, he has no ambition to change dynasties and does not have such ability. Why? Because you don't know why and fight for whom? Just like humans, you have no masters, like a walking corpse, what else can you practice? "

Wulu and Zhang Fang couldn't help but exchanged glances, and their hearts were suddenly shocked. Although Xi Jian's words were ugly, they hit their point. Isn't this the case now in the Yellow Turban Army? They are busy all day long to eat and live. I don't know why they rebel. As long as they have the chance, someone will leave the team, return to their hometown, or surrender to their opponents. Anyway, it's for food, as long as they have food, where is the difference?

"We Taoist people are different. What is the focus of practicing Taoism? It is about achieving extreme emptiness, keeping quietness, returning to the root and returning to life, cultivating oneself is the foundation, and governing the country is the end..."

Xi Jian was so angry that Wulu was not in the mood to listen. He was more concerned about the Yellow Turban Army's way out. He listened to Xi Jian's way of sing a great way of heaven, took the time to get into the conversation, and said with a smile: "The Taoist master is so wise, can you give me some advice? In your opinion, where should our Taiping Dao go?"

Xi Jian looked contemptuous and raised his sleeves. "I practice the way of heaven and man, and I seek for eternity. How can I care about eating or living? You can ask Zhang Zigang or Guo Fengxiao for these things." He looked at Zhang Fang, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, and forced himself to smile. "If you are asking about martial arts, then ask Sun to seek rebellion. To be honest, if you can understand something from his sword technique, you won't be beaten up in vain." After that, he bowed his hand, swung his sleeves, and floated away in the distance, leaving a majestic figure.

Wulu sighed regretfully, feeling that she had missed a great opportunity. Zhang Fang was stunned. He thought about it carefully for a while. "Master Taoist, do you think... Sun Ce really teaches you the Taoist Dharma through martial arts competition?"

Wulu was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhang Fang. "What are your feelings?"

Zhang Fang thought and said, "I think about it carefully. His swordsmanship is indeed a bit weird. He looks slow, but he can seize the initiative every time. He seems to be useless, but he can easily resolve my attacks. It is indeed a bit of the truth that I defeat strong with weakness."

Wulu's eyes flashed slightly, as if she was thinking.
Chapter completed!