Late at night, Guan Yan was nestled on the bed, reading "The Strategy of Taiping" under the dim candlelight

"Damn it!" Guan Yan couldn't help but shouted a modern curse: "What a broken book, why don't you recognize a single word?"

Guan Yan put the book in his arms again, put on a cloak, put on his cloth shoes and walked towards Chen Deng's room.

"Dongdongdongdongdong~~"

"Who?" Chen Deng asked with a hint of fatigue.

"It's me, Yuanlong!" Guan Yan shouted softly.

A stream of tiny steps came from the room. When the door opened, Chen Deng wrapped the clothes on his shoulders hard again: "What's the matter with lord?"

Guan Yan first squeezed into the room, closed the door gently, and pulled Chen Deng to the table: "Come on, sit down and talk."

The two sat down, Guan Yan took out the "Peaceful Skills" from his arms and handed it to Chen Deng.

""The Strategy of Peace"?!" Chen Deng exclaimed!

"Shh~~~~" Guan Yan quickly raised his index finger and placed it beside his mouth: "Speak quietly!"

Chen Deng calmed down, listened to the movements outside, and asked in a low voice: "Where is this book from lord?"

Guan Yan told Chen Deng about how he met Zhang Liang that day and how Zhang Liang explained that day. Of course, he naturally did not tell him the identity of a time traveler.

Chen Deng nodded: "Yes, Zhang Jiao can gather millions of people with this book, and this book must have extraordinary features!"

Guan Yan patted the table lightly: "That's true, but look." Guan Yan opened "Taiping Yaoshu" and continued: "Yan doesn't know any of the characters in this book!"

When Chen Deng heard this, he moved the candle closer and carefully observed the words on the book. Chen Deng turned around page by page, and the sadness between his eyebrows became stronger and stronger.

Until the last page closed, Chen Deng sighed. Guan Yan hurriedly asked, "How?"

Chen Deng looked at Guan Yan and said, "This character is an ancient inscription. There is a rubbing inscription in my home in Xuzhou that was written in the inscription. My father has been studying it for twenty years and has only known more than a hundred words." Chen Deng raised the "Taiping Yaoshu" and continued, "Deng can only recognize more than ten words in this book!"

"What should I do? Isn't it a pity that such a baby is buried?" Guan Yan asked frowned.

"Lord, there are countless geniuses in the world. If you encounter geniuses in the future, you will be careful to ask for them." Chen Deng comforted.

"Well~" Guan Yan said worriedly again: "If this is the case, wouldn't this treasure be leaked?"

Chen Deng smiled: "Don't worry, lord, lord can choose hundreds of words and record them on a page. If you meet someone you know, please divide them and ask for advice. At this time, the order of the characters is already messed up, and that person only knows the words but does not know the meaning. What are you afraid of?"

"This is very kind!" Guan Yankuan said with sincerity: "Since that's the case, I will go back to my room first and Yuanlong will rest earlier."

Chen Deng sent Guan Yan out of the room, and Guan Yan quickly returned to his room with a dusty mattress, stuffed "Taiping Yaoshu" under the pillow, and fell asleep in a daze.

As a military officer, he should recruit soldiers to practice military affairs to facilitate military affairs. However, Guan Yan was always thinking about something: when he went to Qingzhou that day, Guan Zhong asked Guan Yan to return and took him back to Qingniu Mountain to pay homage to the head of the family. Now three months have passed, should he go to find Guan Zhong?

In fact, Guan Yan didn't take this matter seriously, and he was just thanking Guan Zhong for saving his life. But when he thought about it carefully, why did Tian Kai and Huangfu Song have such a good attitude? He had such high expectations for himself? After thinking about it, he probably deserves a lot of money as the name of "Director Guan Zhong".

Therefore, if Guan Yan wants to keep this "golden sign", he must go back to Guan Zhong and confirm his identity.

Guan Yan found Huangfu Song early in the morning and said, "Teacher, the head of the family ordered me to return to Qingzhou, there is something important!"

Huangfu Song put down the book in his hand and nodded: "There is no major event in Jizhou yet. Wende will go early and come back soon!"

"Here." Guan Yan hugged his fists: "Students go pack first."

"Slowly!" Huangfu Song took out a piece of white silk and said while writing: "Revise a letter for the teacher, and hand it over to Tian Qingzhou, and order another 5,000 troops to return it to him."

Guan Yan, who was worried about entering Qingzhou, felt very happy when he heard this and thanked him repeatedly.

After a while, Guan Yan took Huangfu Song's letter, put it in close proximity, and retreated with his fists.

Regarding the military affairs in Jizhou, Guan Yan left Zang Ba with both civil and military affairs to deal with it, and ordered Ji Ling as the auxiliary.

Zang Ba saved Guan Yan in danger and killed Zhang Bao's level. His ability and influence have been agreed upon by everyone, so Ji Ling had no objection as a supplement.

He led 5,000 troops to fight again, Guan Yan was no longer as excited as he was when he left Qingzhou. He was not surprised along the way and was careful to march.

After five days of marching, I saw the Copper Coin Valley again in the afterglow of the sunset. The traces of fire burning, the grass burned black ash and still mottled in the valley. Guan Yan closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The air seemed to be mixed with the smell of that day; the sound of arrows breaking through the air, and the screams of soldiers seemed to still echoed in his ears.

Guan Yan whispered: "We'll go to worship Pei Yuanshao and two thousand soldiers." After that, he turned around and walked towards the woods where Pei Yuanshao was buried.

The new soil on the earth tomb has been dried up by the two-month autumn wind. The five words "Pei Yuanshao's Tomb" written in charcoal can be vaguely seen by the tombstone made of half a wooden stake. In addition to Pei Yuanshao, the remaining two thousand soldiers who died in battle who could find the complete corpse were buried in the big pit behind Pei Yuanshao's tomb.

Guan Yan frowned and glanced at the ground, as if he could see the brothers buried underground and died in battle through the soil.

"A general succeeds and thousands of bones are woven," Guan Yan sighed: "But before I succeed, all bones are woven first! In the end, I don't even know the names of these soldiers who died in battle!"

"Lord, don't be sad. Since ancient times, how many people can leave their names behind when they die on the battlefield?" Chen Deng advised.

"No!" Guan Yan replied firmly: "No matter whether I am Guan Yan's future success or failure, I, Guan Yan, must remember these soldiers!"

Guan Yan thought for a while and continued, "When we get to the city, each person will make a nameplate and hang it around his neck. Even if there is any accident in the future, I can still pay homage to him!"

"Here!" Chen Deng responded and retreated to the back. Although Guan Yan denied his thoughts, he was not depressed. Guan Yan's answer seemed to be the answer he wanted deep in his heart...
Chapter completed!