Zhao Xingde folded Chen Dong's letter and let out a long sigh. The Neo-Confucian Society became increasingly popular, and Chen Shaoyang gradually became cunning, and he criticized the court less and less, and he was no longer as full of paper complaints as before. "Is this maturity or surrender?" Zhao Xingde was slightly stunned, and then shook his head as a self-deprecating person, throwing away these inappropriate thoughts.

"What's wrong with Chen Shaoyang's letter saying about Tubi Weng?" Li Ruoxue asked softly, with a curious look in his eyes.

Zhao Xingde smiled and said, "When I lived in Bianliang, I was short of money and just sold money to make a living."

Li Ruoxue said angrily: "I haven't told me all the time." She reached out and grabbed Zhao Xingde's right arm and asked nervously: "After the Jade Rabbit Fairy was knocked down on the cliff, she should still be alive, right?"

Zhao Xingde was a little embarrassed and scratched his head and said, "I don't know this." Seeing Li Ruoxue pouting his mouth, he quickly changed the topic, "Why did your wife become a bachelor of the Wenci Academy?" This matter was heard from Li Rui, and he had always forgotten to ask Li Ruoxue. Xia State values ​​martial arts and military merits, and scholars also need to be able to drive bows and ride horses, so even the Bachelor's House has very few girls.

Li Ruoxue said: "It is said that the prime minister reported that just as Meng's mother chose her neighbor to educate saints, so she wanted to make the people of a country have knowledge, and to make the scholars and people of a country have integrity and righteousness, and to make the women know the knowledge and etiquette. The court was about to establish a female school, and the Bachelor's Mansion was in charge of the education of the world, so she also hired women as a bachelor's. After Lingwu and the others came to learn poetry from me, some sisters in the boudoir came to talk about poetry and papers. Later, the people from the Wenci Academy of the Bachelor's Mansion also learned about it, so..." She talked in a leisurely manner, as if this was a trivial matter.

Zhao Xingde said suspiciously: "Why should we build a female school? Isn't it enough to teach women when they enter school?"

Li Ruoxue looked at Zhao Xingdedao with a strange look: "The Book of Rites says 'Men and women do not sit in a mixed manner'. The saint's teachings, have you forgotten?"

Zhao Xingde was quite embarrassed and said with a smile: "I was confused for a moment, I was confused." He held Li Ruoxue's tenderness and said with a smile, "It was a blessing for three lives to teach with his wife when he was in Master Chao's seat." The man and woman were not close to each other, and the two of them studied under Chao Buzhi's seat was that the Li family already wanted to accept a son-in-law. Li Ruoxue's pretty face turned slightly red and she hummed softly.

The atmosphere between the two became a little subtle. It had been three years since summer. When I recalled the incident in Bianliang, I felt like a different life. Li Ruoxue leaned in Xingde's arms, his starry eyes closed slightly, and his pretty face face facing the warm sunshine. As bright as the morning glow, Zhao Xingde felt a heat in his heart. He lowered his head and touched his lips slightly. Suddenly, the door knocked out of the yard again. After Zhao Xingde was stunned, he wanted to ignore it, but Ruoxue had already sat up, his cheeks were red, and he pushed him to open the door to see if any guests were coming.

Zhao Xingde was so angry that he thought that he had finally had a day off, but it was really unhappy. This time, neither Li Rui nor Zhu Lingwu would give them a good look. He opened the gate of the courtyard, but was stunned. He saw an unknown soldier standing at the door with his horse, with the emblem of a tiger-winged military officer on his military robe.

Li Ziweng originally thought that Zhao De was a powerful general with scars on his face and a powerful military robe. Unexpectedly, the real person seemed to be a scholar. He was slightly stunned, and then bowed and said, "Is it Zhao De and Zhao's army envoy in front of him?"

"It's me." Zhao Xingde's face was still gloomy.

Li Ziweng secretly accepted it and said kindly: "Li Ziweng, under the order of General Zhang Shanfu, asked the Zhao army to pass through the palace for a lecture."

Zhang Shanfu was the general of the marching department, with a high position and a powerful position and no relationship with him. Suddenly, he invited him to invite him. Zhao Xingde was slightly surprised and had to bow and say, "Brother Li, wait for a while, and wait for me to say something to my family." Li Ziwen nodded and stood in the yard to wait. He looked around and saw that the yard was green grass, several flower trees were scattered in a row, and the crabapple flowers were blooming in full bloom. There were daylily on the swing in front of the corridor, and a few red carp were swimming leisurely in the large water tank. Li Ziwen was the eldest grandson of the Korean Duke and nodded secretly and said, "This yard is decorated ingeniously, but Zhao Jun is so leisurely."

Zhao Xingde entered and said to Ruoxue: "General Zhang Shanfu, the military mansion, is in love with me, I will go back." He changed into a military robe, wore a sword on his waist, and prepared a horse to go out.

The Zhang Mansion was built in Dunhuang City and covers a wide area. According to legend, it was built in the Tang Dynasty. It has been more than two hundred years. There were two mighty stone lions standing at the door. Li Ziweng and the Tiger Wing Guards at the door greeted him and took Zhao Xingde through the hall and to the backyard study room. After reporting in a low voice, he signaled Zhao Xingde to enter. Zhao Xingde bowed to Li Ziweng and thanked him for his leadership and friendship.

Zhao Xingde walked into the room, dared not be negligent, and bowed and said, "Last general Zhao De, see General Zhang." He heard the thick voice of the elderly, "The Zhao army does not need to be polite." He then stood up and saw clearly the other person's appearance. Zhang Shanfu was tall and burly, his hair was a little gray, his cheeks and chin were white, his beard was shaved cleanly, his face was kind, and his eyes were clear, which made people feel close to each other. Behind the desk was a huge scroll, which was painted with a picture of Zhang Yichao's travel, which was originally a mural of Mogao Grottoes, which was specially copied by famous craftsmen.

Soon after, a servant was serving tea, put a cup on the desk and next to the guests' seats. However, the meeting in the army was not allowed by superiors, and the subordinates could not sit down. Zhao Xingde smelled the fragrance of tea in the room and could only stand up straight. Zhang Shanfu did not speak, and gently picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Zhao Xingde became a little nervous. He wondered what the first person in the Xia army had to ask him to come. Could it be that he had been informed by Chunyu Zhen about the cannon casting and ironmaking techniques that the Ordnance Department had learned about?

Zhang Shanfu put down the teacup and smiled and said, "I have long thought of seeing the talented man who wrote the 'Anxice' and the various orders of the artillery camp. When he happened to be Xunxi, he invited him to come and talk to him." Zhao Xingde bowed and said, "The general is wrong, and he will be ashamed."

Zhao Xingde had long hands and feet, and was straightened in a military robe. It was extremely inconsistent with the decorations in the study, making the roof look short. Zhang Shanfu smiled slightly and said, "I'm old, I'm too tired to speak with my neck up. I'd better sit down when I'm right."

Zhao Xingde sat down at the desk, still looking solemn, sitting in a dangerous position. Zhang Shanfu smiled and said, "Xingzhi defeated those gunmen with his own strength, and it seems that he is not such a restrained person." Hearing what he said, Zhao Xingde was stunned and bowed and said, "The last general is also forced to do it."

"It's a last resort?" Zhang Shanfu repeated his words playfully, and suddenly said, "Master Chunyu Zhen highly respects Xingzhi's artillery. If Xingzhi wants to conquer his soldiers, why not rely on Master Chunyu's power? As long as he accompanys you to patrol the artillery camp a few times and declares in public that your artillery skills are extraordinary, the soldiers will naturally submit to you." He looked at Zhao Xingde up and down, as if he wanted to see his true thoughts.

"This?" Zhao Xingde was speechless. He knew that most of the elite gunners who operated this new type of artillery had received guidance from Chun Yu Zhen, and could even be considered disciples. If Zhang Shanfu said this, the gunners would be much easier to obey, and it would be even less likely to provoke themselves like Guo Zidong.

"I didn't expect it." He said insincerely.

"Didn't expect it?" Zhang Shanfu's lips curled up a sarcastic smile, "The three regulations of combat, queue, internal affairs, and splendidly cover all the battle schedules of the artillery battalion. But I didn't expect this. It seems that a wise man will have a mistake in his thoughts."

Zhao Xingde felt like a ray of light on his back and said in a deep voice: "I really didn't expect it."

"It's just a blind eye." Zhang Shanfu hit the table with rhythmic fingers and said in a deep voice, "You are a blind eye. You want to conquer the soldiers with your own abilities. Do you think that if you use external forces and rely on Master Chunyu's prestige to conquer your subordinates, you will not be considered a hero?"

Zhao Xingde was stunned, and the saying "If you don't do anything, you will look for yourself, and your body will be upright and the world will return to you." He looked at Zhang Shanfu, not knowing what he meant, and did not immediately refute it, which was considered as a default.

Zhang Shanfu sighed and said in a deep voice: "Do you think that everyone should win and lose by relying on their own abilities, and relying on who knows or who doesn't know who to suppress others, you can't be considered a hero?"

Zhao Xingde nodded silently. Zhang Shanfu said in a deep voice: "I was born in the hereditary Duke of Chu's Mansion. I dare not say that I did not rely on my ancestors' elegance in this life. According to your thoughts, I am not a hero?" A trace of gloom flashed in his eyes. Seeing that Zhao Xingde was about to avenge his crimes, he reached out to stop him and smiled, "Xing Nao is the friend of the second prince, the old friend of Master Chunyu, and now I am my guest of honor. I am afraid I am not a hero?"

"This?" Zhao Xingde was a little embarrassed, and was ridiculed by Zhang Shanfu. He rushed over to his head with a tough aura and defended: "The General, forgives his crimes, and the general only thinks that this is unfair. Therefore, although he knows Master Chunyu Zhen, he dare not rely on his prestige."

"Fair?" Zhang Shanfu smiled slightly and said in a deep voice, "You are gifted and able to shoot three stone bows and shoot arrows. Therefore, you can join Chengying just after coming from Kanto, and then by chance, you have to be the centurion. Do you know that this is something that many soldiers can't do in their lifetime. They may not be as hard as you work hard, but just because you are more powerful than them. Do you think this is fair to them?" He paused and said, "Or, if you are born with great strength, you are not fair with external forces?" He said in a sarcastic tone, "There is no need for bows and arrows. A good sumo wrestling master is the most hero."

Zhao Xingde blocked his chest in one breath, his neck flushed red, and he didn't know how to answer. Zhang Shanfu stared at his eyes and shouted in a deep voice: "If you always think so, you are really not worthy of being a lieutenant, and you can only be a centurion, otherwise you will be killed by your vanity." He raised his hand and told Zhao Xingde not to speak for now, and continued, "It is not enough to do your best on the battlefield, so how can you take care of these personal honors and disgraces?"

"But this is not a battlefield!" Zhao Xingde argued stubbornly.

"For officers, anywhere is a battlefield!" Zhang Shanfu's eyes were as sharp as a knife, interrupting his words, "If you cannot use all the favorable situations to protect yourself and defeat a strong enemy, that is stupid and coward!"
Chapter completed!