Sheng Xian sighed secretly.

Not only did Yu Fan not embarrass Sun Ce, but he did not even expect both sides to be injured. With the scheming Sun Ce in front of him, Yu Fan was defeated.

Sheng Xian walked away with his hands behind his back, left the Central Army camp, and turned into the baggage camp beside him. There was no chance to watch, so let's go back and write a review article. The craftsmen in the baggage camp were busy, and the ground was filled with wood that had just been cut from the hillside. Some were peeling, some were analyzing wood, some were making eyes, and iron hammers hitting the iron chisel, and the sound of the tin was rumbling. Sheng Xian took a look inadvertently while avoiding the situation, and his heart skipped a beat.

He saw several sill cars.

The sill truck is newly built, with the light yellow wood still moist, but the burrs are also obvious. The military is in urgent need of time to dry and cannot be carefully polished. Everything is very rough, and of course it is not comfortable. Originally, the sill truck is not an sill truck, so where can it be comforted?

When Sheng Xian thought of this, he felt a chill on his back. He remembered Sun Ce's words, and if he could not make any articles that satisfies him for three days, he would have to send Chang'an Tingwei to the Chang'an Tingwei to punish him for his crime of rebellion. Not to mention whether the charge of rebellion would have insulted the family, the pain along the way was not so good. It is hard to say whether he could walk into the Tingwei alive when he took such a car to Chang'an.

Sheng Xian subconsciously accelerated his pace and rushed back to his tent. Sitting in the tent, Sheng Xian heard the soldiers accompanying him taking care of his attendants. From now on, he was not allowed to leave the tent at will without permission to avoid accidents. Sheng Xian sighed. When Shen Zhi was there, he didn't feel this way. Shen Zhi left, and he became a real prisoner, without even personal freedom.

Of course, this tent is still good compared to the tent of the stern car to conquer the Tingwei.

Sheng Xian opened the inkstone box, picked up the pen, spread the paper, and looked at the pale yellow paper, and was in a daze.

How to write this article?

Sheng Xian thought for a while, and suddenly remembered what Yu Fan said. Compared with the situation in front of him, he felt even deeper. Yu Fan was right, he valued literature and neglected military, and brought humiliation to himself. Without strength, he talked about the great way in vain. When the real danger came, he would either be humiliated or perish. An indescribable desolation surged in his heart. After a long time of excitement, he fell a line of words on the paper.

"The poem says: I say there is a defence against insults! What is a defence against insults? It says: The military minister Zhe Chong said that he defences against insults..."

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Yu Fan stood in front of the tent for a while, suddenly slammed his head in retaliation, and slapped his head in remorse. "Ah, I didn't expect that today would be the one who was a cunning child. What kind of argument is the competition? To be fair, this is clearly a plan." He looked around, but found that the tent was empty. Except for the guards on duty, the rest of the people watching the battle had dispersed. The door of the central army's tent was still open, with lights vaguely shaking.

Yu Fan hesitated for a moment, turned around and walked towards the big tent. Guo Wu, who was standing at the door, looked at him and reached out to stop him. Yu Fan turned his eyes and was about to get angry when Sun Ce's voice came from inside.

"Ziwei, let Yu Zhongxiang come in."

Guo Wu put down his arm. "Please."

Yu Fan lowered his head and found Sun Ce sitting in front of the case with a map spread on it. In addition to Lu Yi and Sun Quan, he had just met, there were two other people, one was a young man in his early twenties and the other was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy. Yu Fan hesitated for a moment, let his footsteps lightly, and walked to Sun Ce.

"General Sun..."

Sun Ce raised his head and glanced at Yu. "I said, you are tired from afar and it is not appropriate to confront each other. I will not count this competition. Should you rest in the camp or go to Yuji? Or you can go back to Shanyin. If you have a rest, come again. I will be waiting at any time."

Yu Fan shook his hand. "Victory is a trivial matter, not worth mentioning. I want to... ask, is there any reason for the general's spear law?"

"It's a bit, but my Yi and your Yi are not the same as you. I'm afraid I can't help you."

Yu Fan was very embarrassed. On Yi, Sun Ce had no opinions worthy of his attention except sophistry. Although he lost, the gap was not far. At most, he underestimated the enemy. He had a good rest and then fought, and there was a chance to win. But if Sun Ce's spear method contained meaning, this was another matter.

One yin and one yang are called Tao. Benevolent people have different opinions, and the people use it every day without knowing it. Being able to apply Tao to daily life has always been the goal pursued by scholars. He is a master of Yixue, and he is also proficient in spear methods, but his Yixue and spear methods have nothing in common. However, Sun Ce did it. He transformed Yixue into martial arts, integrated knowledge and action, and was able to integrate Yiyue into martial arts skills. His realm was higher than he thought, and he had the ability to discuss Yiyue with him.

He can't miss such an opportunity when he sees the virtuous and learns from his opponents. In comparison, what is the outcome of a competition or two?

"Then I'll bother the general and stay in the camp for several days."

"Okay, welcome is here." Sun Ce signaled Liu Bin to add a seat and let Yu Fan take his seat. "Zhongxiang is a local. In your opinion, will there be heavy rain in the past few days? Will there be more rain this year than in previous years?"

Yu Fan thought about it. Sun Ce asked two questions: Rain in spring and summer is common sense, but whether the rain will be more than in previous years is not common sense. Sun Ce said this, perhaps it was a test of his application of Easy Learning, so he naturally could not take it lightly. If he could win a game, he would of course not be able to ask for it.

Seeing Yu Fan pondering and silently, Sun Ce laughed silently. Yu Fan is a master of Yi Xue, but he is not a master who can know eight hundred years and five hundred years of knowledge by counting his fingers. After all, he is the novelist's words. The value of the Book of Changes lies in philosophical thinking, and the dialectics of the unity of opposites is the essence. Looking at the historical records related to Yu Fan, his strength lies in preventing gradual and gradual, and the overall view of thinking, rather than divination.

Yu Fan only had one record of divination and divination, and his reputation was not as good as Wu Fan, Zhao Da and others.

After a while, Yu opened his mouth and looked very serious. "General, Kuaiji has the most rainfall in summer, followed by spring, followed by autumn, and least rain in winter. It is late spring and early summer. From the whole spring, the rain is indeed more rainy than last year, so the possibility of rain in summer is very high. In addition, the general must also be wary of storms and sea surging. There are still many storms near the coast of Kuaiji, especially the navy must be very careful. It is normal for the ships in the original state to be blown over."

Sun Ce nodded in agreement. He was also worried about these issues. Guo Jia and Pang Tong are both smart people, claiming to know astronomy and geography, but some things are not discussed in books. For scholars in the Central Plains, Kuaiji is already on the edge of civilization. They do not understand Kuaiji's astronomy and geography, and they may not be able to write them down if they know anything occasionally. Guo Jia and Pang Tong did not have personal experience, and they are far less sensitive than Yu Fan, the native.

No one is omniscient and omnipotent, especially in this era when knowledge dissemination is monopolized by a few people.

"Has Zhongxiang become an official?"

"Have not yet taken office."

"I first arrived in Kuaiji, and the people and the land were separated. Can I ask Zhongxiang to be the Gongcao and Kuangfu at all times?"

Yu flipped his eyebrows slightly, smiling. "General, I am a madman. Even if I am a scholar in this county, I have countless people scolded me. The position of Gongcao may not be suitable for me."
Chapter completed!