When Zhu Houzhao heard Fang Jifan say the word Milu, his eyes lit up. His elegant face was filled with joy and nodded excitedly.

"You...you actually thought of it?"

Of course, I knew it more than ten years ago during the compilation of Ming Shi Records.

Fang Jifan thought to himself.

Zhu Houzhao danced excitedly.

"This is the key to the problem... Judging from the situation where Milu rebelled two years ago, a daughter of a chieftain in Milu actually caused such a massive rebellion. The court had despised her before. Now it is almost certain that this woman is very likely to be from the natives of Guizhou... well..."

He paused and thought for a while before continuing.

"The common ruler, or... this woman is very good at bewitching people's hearts. The civil and military officials in Guizhou have not yet awakened yet. They are foolishly suppressing the thieves there. This thief is endless."

When Zhu Houzhao said this, his eyes were full of disappointment and disappointment: "The civil and military officials in the world are all fools, only I..." He dragged his tail tone, as if he thought it was a bit bad for bragging like this, so he smiled at Fang Jifan again: "I am the best smart guy with Lao Fang."

“…”

Zhu Houzhao became serious again and began to search for the map.

"Since Wang Shi ordered General Fang to hold on in the city, then the question is, why did General Fang escape? It seems that this must be a rumor, but it is just a slander, but why did General Fang leave? I heard that he took away eight hundred people, and only brought dry food for ten days..."

Zhu Houzhao's eyes flashed. At this moment, his serious face was no longer like a child, but more like a general who was in charge, with sharp eyes and calm face.

Fang Jifan heard that he had only brought eight hundred people, but he became worried.

The original intention of his book was to ask his father to ask Wang Shi for his orders and take the entire mountain camp to Shijian Village, but he ignored the conflict between his father and Wang Shi.

He could only secretly expect Fang Jinglong to be safe and sound in his heart.

"Your father is going to find Milu!" Zhu Houzhao finally said firmly: "This is the only possibility. But I was wondering why... your father went to find Milu at this time, why didn't you go there before or wait for some time... I thought for an hour before I remembered Anshun... The thief army surrounded Anshun, and with Milu's cunning, he must have wanted to use the same trick again and siege the city and attack the city."

"Governor Wang Shi, how could he not see Milu's way, but so what if he sees it through? This is not a conspiracy, it is an open conspiracy."

Zhu Houzhao was so angry that she couldn't help but scream.

"If Wang Shi does not go to help, the bandit army can attack Anshun with all their might. Once Anshun falls, he, as the governor, cannot bear such a great responsibility. Therefore, even though Wang Shi knew that he was cheating, he could only bite the bullet and rush to help. Have you seen the report? Wang Shi used infantry as his vanguard. Although he was divided into two groups, the distance between the two groups of troops was not large, and he was on the flank. This was clearly a step-by-step approach to dealing with the ambush at any time. Although Wang Shi's move was passive, it was helpless, but... Fortunately, he was a person who knew about the army. Even if he encountered a slumber, he might suffer some losses, but the loss would not be too great."

As he said that, Zhu Houzhao smashed his fist hard on the desk, and his hands hurt, but he continued to analyze as if he was fine.

"If I had Guiyang again, I would have given up Anshun at all, but instead searched for Milu. Only by solving Milu, all the problems could be solved. This... maybe it was the reason why your father left. He wanted to end the war earlier, so he decided to take a risk. So, where did your father go to find Milu? He must have noticed something, which... has given me some inspiration?"

Looking at Zhu Houzhao's red eyes, she seemed to be in a state of madness. Fang Jifan did not disturb him and let him continue to go crazy.

"Do you still remember that my palace said that your father only ordered people to bring food for ten days? The terrain of Guizhou, if you can't walk much for ten days, you can't walk far. If you can reach a hundred and fifty miles, it's good... So..."

Zhu Houzhao pointed at the map with his fingers, as if he had already focused on Guiyang, and he had limited all the city blocks to within 150 miles.

Finally, he pointed at thirty miles east of Shijian Village, his eyes burst into strange brilliance, and he said firmly.

"If I guessed correctly, your father's goal may be here. This is Longquan Village, which is not a place that military strategists must fight, nor is it the location of the four thoroughfares. Milu wants to hide, but also control the war on the front line. She will definitely not be too far from Anshun, but she will never expose herself to a dangerous situation. Longquan Village has always been a place where the official army is neglected. After comparing different versions of the maps several times, I suddenly found that there were several versions of the maps, and even ignored the Longquan Village. Even the marks were not marked. Maybe in Guizhou, this place is almost equivalent to an existence without anyone's attention. Milu must be here, and your father must be here!"

All in!

This analysis was so wonderful that Fang Jifan couldn't help but cheer.

Zhu Houzhao is simply a model of talking about war on paper. In fact, talking about war on paper is not a derogatory term, because before any war begins, people rely on talking about war on paper to reason and simulate.

However, the only mistake that Zhu Houzhao was in Longquan Village.

Fang Jifan glanced at Zhu Houzhao, pointed to the map, and asked with a smile: "Why don't Your Highness think it's Shijianzhai?"

"Shijianzhai?" Zhu Houzhao was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the map again, and a hint of hesitation flashed across his eyes, but in the end, he smiled brightly at Fang Jifan.

"In theory, although this Shijian Village is not much different from our inferences, these two villages are not far apart, but, I believe that Longquan Village has a greater grasp, and I believe in my judgment."

He is very confident and can be said to be very confident in his judgment.

Fang Jifan sighed.

"What?" Zhu Houzhao was not in a mood to see Fang Jifan: "Are you worried about your father? There is nothing to worry about."

Zhu Houzhao seemed to have realized that after saying such a big message, what's the use? His father doesn't know how to live or die. After thinking about it, should he comfort Lao Fang...

So Zhu Houzhao also sighed and patted Fang Jifan on the shoulder.

"Lao Fang, in fact, your father is very lucky to be a general and run a hundred miles away. This is what many people yearn for. The general died in a hundred battles. Your Fang family is a general's family. What's wrong with being able to wrap a horse with a horse and a horse. "

As he said that, his eyes showed envy.

"I only regret that it is not your father. Otherwise, now I should be attacked by thieves from the dense forest in Guizhou. I hold a long sword in my hand and kill the thief. I will die if I die. If the champion Hou does not regard death as if he is ready, why are the Huns so afraid of him? Death... For a general, it is the most regrettable thing. If one day I have such a way of death, it is not in the palace, on the sickbed, or among the crowd of eunuchs..."

The more he said... Zhu Houzhao was excited, and there was a light flashing in his eyes, as if he had forgotten his own responsibilities.

"But I died on the battlefield, and was stabbed by Hu or natives in the lower ribs of my palace. My blood was splattering like a canopy. I roared to the sky, looking at the side of me, there were fire everywhere, and there were shouting for killing everywhere, and it was piled up like a mountain of corpses. I knelt down and gradually felt exhausted. Life was like blood flowing out of my palace. After hearing the last wave of war drums and trumpets, I finally fell in a pool of blood..."

"Lao Fang, Lao Fang...you said...you said this way of dying...hey, why are you crying? I am not dead yet...oh...we should say your father, your father..."

Fang Jifan was really heartbroken, and he felt very upset.

Zhu Houzhao hurriedly grabbed Fang Jifan's hand: "Or, you beat me up... and vent your anger... Come on, I won't fight back."

He grabbed Fang Jifan's hand hard and sent it to his chest desperately.

"Come on, hit me here, hit me in the face..."

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At the door of the classroom, Liu Jin hunched over and stood in an inconspicuous corner, looking at the two young men under the candlelight. He always had a kind smile on his face. He suddenly turned around, behind him was the corridor. Outside the corridor was the lights of thousands of families and the sound of debate in the school.

There is a moon in the sky, and the moon is like a hook.

The light of the moon shadow is like the lamp under the gauze tent in the palace, hazy.

Liu Jin looked up at the moon, then looked down at his own shadow.

His own shadow is so lonely. In this empty corridor, in the yard, looking at the shadow's eyes, he was in a daze. He murmured: "With our efforts, why is our life still so lonely..."

On the ground, the hunched shadow did not respond to him.

At this moment, Liu Jin's tears wet his clothes.

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Guizhou.

In the big tent, Wang Shi wrote the memorial indignantly.

This is the seventh day of the dispatch of troops. In the past seven days, the army has encountered countless large and small raids. The natives who are well versed in geography have almost tried their best to kill poisoning, cold arrows, and even snakes and insects. They have also come in handy.

Wang Shi knew better than anyone else that Anshun... was a bait. He was a fish that had to be hooked. He had to be merciless at Milu's mercy, but he had to try his best to be cautious and never achieve Milu's goal.

Wang Shi couldn't stay in this humid and hot ghost place for a day. He was even a little sad and angry. Are he stupid? No, he was not stupid at all. What is Milu's trick? But as a governor, he had no choice.

The power given to the governor by the court seemed very large, but in fact it was very limited. The censors in the court were staring at him like flies, which made him have no choice at all. To give up Anshun, it is almost imagined that many censors would pounce on him like jackals and bite him until he was ruined.
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