Unfortunately, although Wei Ba was a little more literate, he had no advantage in this regard. It was a big challenge to see the hidden truth from those concise and high-sounding official documents, which was much more difficult than inventing iron or abacus.

Wei Ba sat in the tent for a long time, carefully read the official documents he had traveled in recent months, and wrote a summary of the incident in chronological order, but he still couldn't see any problems. Since the end of last year, a large number of official documents said that the Prime Minister was about to enter Hanzhong, and asked the Hanzhong prefect Wei Yan to increase the efforts to reclaim the fields and reduce the pressure on the army to transport grain from Chengdu as much as possible. In addition, he was asked to prepare the camp location and various supplies, including iron, charcoal, etc. needed by the logistics camp. These should be used to build weapons and armor. Yesterday, when Wei Ba went to the logistics camp, he heard the unique knocking sound of iron.

After deducting the large list of materials, Wei Ba did not see much information related to the government. He felt dizzy, so he felt sore in his shoulders and back pain, so he stood up, packed the official documents, stuffed the list into his arms, stood up, twisted his neck, twisted his butt, and had a healthy fuck, and then he easily got out of the bill.

The sun shone on the soldier on duty outside the tent, making people unable to open their eyes. Wei Ba narrowed his eyes, adapted to the sunlight outside the tent, and found that it was already noon. When he thought of this, his stomach started to scream at the right time. He patted his stomach and walked towards his tent.

When he walked to the door of the tent, he did not enter his tent first, but went to Fu Xing's tent. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled the aroma of porridge mixed with the smell of medicine, and the sound of drinking porridge. When he looked closely, Peng Xiaoyu, a little maid from the green-faced beast, was carefully feeding Fu Xing to eat porridge, while Wei Wu was squatting aside holding a large wooden bowl like a basin, burying his face in the porridge bowl, eating it smelled fragrant.

Wei Ba was a little surprised: "Awu, why didn't you follow Daddy and slipped back so early?"

Wei Wu raised his head and there were a few rice grains on the tip of his nose. Before Wei Ba could remind him, he saw his tongue rolling and licking the tip of his nose cleanly, which scared Wei Ba. This kid has such ability, so ordinary people don’t have this trick?

Wei Wu stood up, touched his round belly, and burped: "Uh--I didn't follow my dad today. I've been practicing knife in the morning. Two thousand knives, one knive is a lot. Those guys said... Uh--I've cut all the firewood this month."

"Are you practicing knives or chopping wood?"

"Practicing a knife is...uh----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Wei Ba was weak before and had never practiced martial arts. He didn't know whether Wei Wu was right or wrong, and he didn't dare to ask, for fear of showing his flaws. He looked at the wooden bowl that was licked cleanly in Wei Wu's hand and asked worriedly: "You eat so much, won't you eat mine too, right?"

"How can it be? Uh-Xiaoyu cooked a lot." Wei Wu patted his stomach with satisfaction: "Well, I seem to eat a little too much today. I have to go out and take two steps to eliminate food. Brother, are you going with me?"

"You are eating, I'm still hungry. I'm accompanying you for a walk with an empty stomach. You burp, my intestines roar?" Wei Ba glared at his eyes, Wei Wu touched his head embarrassedly, and smiled silly: "Then you eat, I'll go by myself."

Wei Wu left the tent, Wei Ba went to serve the porridge by himself. Peng Xiaoyu was about to come to serve him, but he waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about me, just take good care of Wei Duwei Fu. I have hands and feet, and I will do it myself. This brat, if you have something delicious, he threw his brother behind his head, and I don't know how to call me."

After Fu Xing finished eating, he happened to follow Wei Ba's words: "Brother Wei, you have wronged your brother. He has been waiting for a long time, but he has not come back before he ate first. By the way, why are you back until now?"

"Before, Ma Zongjun and Captain Zhuge came, and they talked for a while, which delayed some time." Wei Ba held the porridge bowl and walked to Fu Xing. Peng Xiaoyu handed over a Hu bed. He sat down and saw that Fu Xing was still a little pale but calm face, and smiled and said, "Are you better?"

"It's much better. The injury medicines from your Wei family are really good." Fu Xing smiled faintly: "It's just that I'm troubled Miss Peng, I feel a little sorry."

"It's okay." Wei Ba waved the chopsticks in his hand, looking like he was holding a big bag. "You were injured to help me, and these are all things I should do. I have done a lot recently. Since Miss Peng is willing to be a maid by my side, it's okay for her to take care of you."

"After that being said, I still feel sorry for it." Fu Xing was a little sad. "This time I followed the Prime Minister to Hanzhong. I originally wanted to make some contributions, but I never thought that I had just arrived in Hanzhong..."

Wei Ba was stunned for a moment and quickly comforted him: "Don't be anxious, you can catch up. You have to hurt your muscles for a hundred days. After three months, you will still be alive and not delay your meritorious service at all."

"Three months, I'm afraid the Prime Minister has arrived in Chang'an."

"How could it be that fast?" Wei Ba blurted out, thinking that the Prime Minister might never be able to go to Chang'an in this life.

"Why is Brother Wei so sure?" Fu Xing looked at Wei Ba in surprise. Wei Ba was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that his mouth was getting faster. His eyes rolled and he smiled and said, "To get to Chang'an, you have to cross the towering Nanshan first. Just crossing mountains and ridges, it will take one month. Before that, it will take at least two or three months. How can you reach Chang'an within three months?"

"Is that so good?" Fu Xing felt relieved, then realized that his mood was wrong and quickly explained: "I didn't mean that."

Wei Ba laughed: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what it means. There are no outsiders here anyway. I know that soldiers are very fast, but that is only suitable for small troops. It is unlikely that a hundred thousand troops like the Prime Minister want to launch a surprise attack."

"That's true." Fu Xing echoed: "If I guess well, then Cao Wei will soon know about the Prime Minister's army entering Hanzhong."

Wei Ba was stunned for a moment, and his laughter stopped abruptly: "Is it so fast?"

"Of course, although my Han Dynasty has been in seclusion recently and has not had any military conflicts with Cao Wei, both sides are on guard against each other. Cao Wei must have spies in Chengdu. The Prime Minister recruited soldiers in Chengdu last year, and there was a lot of noise. How could they not know?"

Wei Ba thought about it and couldn't help but feel ashamed. Yes, 100,000 troops entered Hanzhong, how could Cao Wei not know about such a big change? But if Cao Wei is prepared, wouldn't his father's surprise plan be even more unreliable? Not to mention anything else, as long as he strengthens his defense in Chang'an, his father will definitely not be able to take Chang'an even if he leaves Ziwu Valley.

Could it be that Prime Minister and Ma Su and others do not agree with their father’s plan?

"Brother Wei, what's wrong with you?"

Wei Ba was shocked and smiled concealedly: "It's nothing, I just think that if Cao Wei is prepared and our army can only attack Hanzhong, it will not be easy, it will be a fierce battle."

"Who said no?" Fu Xing also sighed.

Wei Ba's heart moved and asked tentatively: "Brother Fu, I heard that there are many new recruits in the Prime Minister's army who have not experienced a great war. Is this a matter?"

Fu Xing nodded: "This is indeed the case. After the first lord entered Shu, there were many veterans who lost several wars, especially the Eastern Expedition, when the elite troops were lost. In addition to some barbarian soldiers, most of the newly recruited soldiers were recruited."

"Since it's a new recruit, isn't it a bit hasty to attack Wei now? Why don't you wait until the troops are trained before taking action?"

Fu Xing licked his lips, his eyes avoided Wei Ba's gaze, and looked at the blue-black tent, and for a long time he smiled and said, "How can I, a little captain, know these things? Ling Zun's official position as General Zhenbei, naturally knows the inside story. Why don't you ask him?"

Wei Ba smiled and did not ask again, lowered his head to drink porridge. Fu Xing's expression told him that Fu Xing obviously knew something, but he could not tell him that there might be privacy or struggles in the court. Everyone knows it, but they can't make it clear. It has nothing to do with friendship, it is an unspoken rule in the officialdom. People who don't understand it are not qualified to even participate.

Fu Xing looked up and was ecstatic. Wei Ba buried his head in drinking porridge. No one spoke. There was only the sound of Wei Ba drinking porridge in the big tent, and the sound of water scrubbing cloth towels with Peng Xiaoyu. The atmosphere was a little depressing for a moment.

After drinking the porridge, Wei Ba said a few gossips with Fu Xing that were not nutritious before getting up and saying goodbye. Wei Ba came out of the tent, and the warm sun was shining on his body, and suddenly he felt a little sleepy. He spread his arms and stretched.

Peng Xiaoyu walked out of the tent with a basin of water and poured the dirty water aside. She happened to see his slightly frown eyebrows. She hesitated for a moment, pursed her lips, and plucked up the courage and said, "Major General, I heard that Cheng An, the chief clan of the Hanzhong Prefecture, is a grand clan of Nanzheng. Although it is not a master of his past lives, he is also an experienced senior. If the major general has any questions, why don't he ask him for advice?"

Wei Ba was stunned, and couldn't help but slapped his forehead and smiled, "Look at me, I forgot such a good teacher. Thanks to your reminder, I'll go see Mr. Cheng now." He took two steps, suddenly remembered something, turned back and asked, "How do you know Mr. Cheng?"

Peng Xiaoyu lowered his head and said timidly: "The four surnames in Hanzhong, Zhao, Li, Cheng, Zhang, the Cheng family ranks third. Although his maid is ignorant, he has also heard of it."

Wei Ba responded, and was about to leave, he suddenly felt a little harsh and turned around to stare into Peng Xiaoyu's eyes. "Hey--I said Miss Peng, you are just calling me ignorant."

Peng Xiaoyu was panicked and shook her head repeatedly: "The Major General misunderstood, the Major General misunderstood. I don't have this intention."

"Hmph, I think you are obviously there." Wei Ba made a very vicious look, crossing his waist, shaking his shoulders, and sneered repeatedly: "I said to Miss Peng, you still have time to regret it now. My Wei family is very strict in discipline on the servants. You must not know that I just slapped a big manager's butt in Nanzheng's manor, and he hasn't gotten up yet. If you want to be my maid, it's hard to guarantee that this will not happen. For your safety plan, I'd better send you home early."

Wei Ba said while glanced at Peng Xiaoyu's thin buttocks. She had obviously suffered a lot in the baggage camp for several years, and she could not see the plumpness that a girl of this age should have. Wei Ba felt sad, and the half-true and half-false evil spirit also faded a lot. Peng Xiaoyu was frightened and her face turned pale. She did not dare to look at Wei Ba again. She lowered her head and said, "I'll go see Wei Duwei." She turned around and entered the tent.

Looking at Peng Xiaoyu's panicked back, Wei Ba touched his chin and felt a little bored. What's the point of teasing an ugly girl? He laughed mockingly and turned to find Cheng An, but an idea lingers in his mind.
Chapter completed!