Li Hao, who had escaped from his home, had nowhere to go, and ran to Yangxinzhai, Dongshi with his tail stomped in shame.

Xue Rengui was sitting at the door of the back room and wiping his beloved Fang Tian Huaji carefully. His little expression looked like he was holding a little lover.

Ignoring this pervert, I opened the main room and sat down at the back of the desk, pulled out a charcoal pen, took out a roll of silk and spread it on the table.

In fact, silk is not very effective in writing. Sometimes it is even worse than ordinary rice paper, but it cannot hold on to the high quality of this thing. Therefore, from the Spring and Autumn Period to the present, it has always been the first choice for wealthy families to write.

If a wealthy family doesn't care about this thing for writing, they will be looked down upon.

Li Hao didn't care what others thought of him, but considering the face of the old man and my mother, he could only reluctantly follow his good deeds and saved about a hundred pieces of silk in Yangxinzhai...are set aside for nearly a hundred pieces of silk.

Well, this is really for the sake of the old man's face. Li Hao himself rejects this kind of corruption.

A figure flashed at the window, and Xue Rengui stood at the door with his Fang Tian painting halberd, and his wide back blocked half of the window.

He shook his head helplessly, opened the window, raised his hand and threw a small small pocket to Xue Rengui: "Take it, give it to you."

After a period of contact, Xue Rengui was probably familiar with Li Hao's temperament. He smiled and opened his small pocket in front of him without hesitation, revealing the wooden sign inside: "This, this is..."

"Sixth-rank Zhaowu Captain, from today on, you will be a member of my Tang army." Li Hao smiled and said, "Secretary Xue."

Holding the fish talisman with a little warmth in his hand, Xue Rengui's breathing was a bit heavy.

Although the sixth-rank Zhaowu Captain was only a Wusan official, and had no real power and could not lead troops, for Xue Rengui, who was from a poor family, it was like a step to reach the sky. In the past, it was definitely something he would never dare to imagine.

The Tang Dynasty advocated martial arts, and it was true that it valued military merits.

But this is all based on your background and connections.

No one recommends it, no backstage, I went to join the army rashly. Not to mention whether they would accept it or not, it would be really accepted. How long does it take to survive from a big-headed soldier to a lieutenant?

Although the Tang Dynasty and modern times are separated by 1,400 years, the total reality is not much different in military organization.

I won’t talk about the soldiers, they are all the same; above the soldiers is the fire chief, which is equivalent to the modern squad leader; above the fire chief is the team leader, which is equivalent to the platoon leader; above the team leader is the brigade commander, which is equivalent to the company commander; above the team leader is the school captain, which is equivalent to the battalion commander.

How difficult is it to be a soldier to work hard to become a battalion commander? How difficult is it to survive without ten or eight years?

In modern times, it may be nothing in ten or eight years. There are more and more young people in their twenties and thirty years old. There are many people who are not married at the age of thirty.

But what about in the Tang Dynasty? When Lao Xue succeeds, his little lover's son is about to find a partner to get married.

Looking at Xue Rengui who was so excited that he was trembling all over, Li Hao smiled and said to the outside: "Go and report the good news, so that your family will be happy, and by the way, reassure your snobbish father-in-law."

Xue Rengui's face, who was holding the fish talisman tightly, turned red instantly, and he was anxious to explain: "Young master, Xue Tong and I are actually..."

"Don't explain, explanation is to cover up." He changed Lao Xue's life trajectory with his own hands. Li Hao was in a good mood. He joked with him, and then said with a righteous expression: "In addition, you are not emptied now, you will call me a governor or general in the future.":

"No, General." Seeing Li Hao say this, Xue Rengui nodded heavily, holding the fresh fish talisman, he went to the little lover to report the good news. He did not realize that it was already late at night. Even if he could go out of the gate and avoid the military patrol of the street, Wan Xuetong might have been asleep.

But no matter what, it is like walking in the night without returning home without wealth.

As for Li Hao, Lao Xue’s idea is very simple. You treat me with a national scholar, and I will repay him with a national scholar. As long as I don’t let me make a comeback, I will give this life to my new employer.

Watching Xue Rengui leave, Li Hao returned to the table and sat down.

The sixth-rank scattered official is nothing to him at the moment. Under the banner of Li Chengqian, he could just go to the Ministry of Personnel to get three or five. The identities of Xue Rengui and Wang Xuance were determined by him early, but the fish talisman that represented the identity was not given to them.

After sitting back, the clumsy Tiehanhan brought a pot of strong tea that had just been brewed, and then ran to sit and take a nap.

When picking up the charcoal pen, Li Hao first wrote the words "Western Regions" on the silk silk, followed by the names of several countries that must be passed on the Silk Road, and the last one was Tuyuhun.

This time, the lineup can be called gorgeous, but the mission is not light.

After carefully analyzing Li Er's purpose, Li Hao came to only one conclusion, that is, to shock the Western Regions, which coincides with the results he discussed with Li Chengqian before.

But what he and Li Chengqian thought about was to scare Tuyuhun and warn the countries in the Western Regions; while Li Er wanted to be more direct, kill the chicken to warn the monkey, and use the head of Fu Yun, the king of Tuyuhun to threaten the entire Western Regions.

Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish!

It's that simple, so direct, so rough.

The purpose is clear, and the next step is the process. Let’s write about seven or eight small countries together, and Li Hao draws a huge arrow, pointing directly to Tuyuhun from west to east.

When Duan Zhixuan conquered Tuyuhun, he was not adapted to the local climate, so he had to stop when he chased Fu Yun to Qinghai Lake and escaped.

The past is a lesson for the future, and Li Hao, who did not want to repeat the same mistake, decided to break Fu Yun's retreat and leave him nowhere to escape.

After drawing these, I still felt that it was a bit unreliable. Li Hao kept his eyes on the Tubo position again.

At present, Tubo and the Tang Dynasty are in the Miyue period, so there is no reason why such a good allies are not to make good use of them.

Thinking of this, he wrote the word Tubo on the silk and drew an arrow from south to north.

The purpose is clear and the process is clear. The next step is to encourage the countries in the Western Regions and Tubo to agree to jointly send troops.

Red mouth and white teeth are definitely not good. After all, no one is a fool. No one can do anything without benefits. Even if these small countries agree to send troops, they are likely to work but not work.

By then, Fu Yun will run away and make a big deal.

After breathing a long sigh, Li Hao pushed the table up, stood at the window and looked at the night sky outside the window, muttering to himself: "I am still a child, why should I bear the pain that life should not bear? Alas..."

Time slipped away unconsciously. The next morning, Li Hao was awakened by a burst of strange laughter.

When I opened my eyes, the iron pillar guarding the corner turned into Xue Rengui.

This guy is still wearing yesterday's clothes, sitting in the corner holding the fish talisman he had just gotten yesterday, smiling while dazing, his appearance is indescribable.

Li Hao closed his eyes in pain, stroked his forehead with his hands and said angrily: "Xue Li and Xue Rengui, you are so obscene, believe it or not, I will take back your fish talisman immediately and let you go home and continue hunting."

"Young... General, you are awake!" Xue Rengui was alarmed by Li Hao's voice, and quickly put the fish talisman in his body, stood up and said, "I'll go and make hot water."

"Forget it, you'd better calm down for a while. It's not dawn yet, I'll sleep for a few more hours." Li Hao turned over and planned to continue sleeping.

Last night, he didn't go to bed until dawn. The sun hasn't come out yet, so he has to sleep for a while.

Xue Rengui grinned at the gloomy sky outside, and said helplessly: "General, it's almost noon. I'm afraid it's dark after sleeping for a few more hours. And... my husband is here and I've been waiting for you in front of you for almost an hour."

"What? Then why didn't you say it earlier?" Li Hao sat up from the bed with a trembling heart, grabbed his clothes and put them on his body.

He didn't forget that he was still "to be guilty". The old man would never be able to mess with him. He left him in front and slept behind him. If he kept sleeping, it would be fine if he didn't know. If he woke up and continued to sleep, he would definitely be the rhythm of his legs being broken.

"My husband won't let me say it." Xue Rengui's tone was indescribable respect in his tone. Even if the husband he said could not hear at this time, he would be polite.

For him, Li Jing is definitely an idol-level figure. Being able to meet before is enough to comfort his life, not to mention that the idol is right in front of him at this time, and he can still get close to him later.

Li Hao rolled his eyes secretly, and obviously didn't catch a cold at a star-chasing group like Xue Rengui. He curled his lips and said, "Rengui, can't you be more ambitious? You may not be able to do what the old man can do in the future. This person, you have to look forward, the achievements of his predecessors are not something that you envious of. If you do not surpass the desires of your predecessors and cannot surpass your predecessors, how can this society make progress?"

"This..." Xue Rengui blinked and raised his head: "I, can I?"

"Of course, never look down on yourself. If you don't work hard, how could you know that some people are something you can never surpass."

Human happiness is indeed based on the pain of others. A bowl of poisonous chicken soup was poured into Xue Rengui, and Li Hao felt much more comfortable. He left the back house with a pace of recognizing his relatives and walked towards the front hall.

As for Xue Rengui who was standing there... no matter who he was, who made him laugh so slutty, and he deserved it.

When he arrived at the second floor in front, Li Hao found that the old man was standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back and looking out the window. The tea on the table was already cold. It was obvious that the old man had something to do and was not in the mood to drink it.

"Dad, you are here." Li Jing turned around and Li Hao quickly supported his smile and said hello.

Li Jing had a calm face: "Come here, sit down."

"Oh." Trying to walk forward two steps. Seeing that the old man had no intention of beating someone, Li Hao sat on the chair with half his butt and posed for a position that could escape at any time.

Li Jing glanced at him lightly, ignored him, sat directly on the chair opposite him, and said in a calm voice: "What's the special significance of having such a cram school?"

Li Hao coughed dryly, feeling a little embarrassed: "It doesn't make any special sense, I just feel that I want to be a gentleman."

Li Jing said angrily: "Sir, what can you teach? How can you teach others how to fake it with you?"

Li Hao was dissatisfied when he heard this and retorted: "Dad, what you said is wrong. As the saying goes, no one is perfect. Even the Saint Confucius of the past, wouldn't he say that there must be my teacher in three people? Besides, what's wrong with fraud? Evil people use the righteous Dharma, and the righteous Dharma is also evil; righteous people use the evil Dharma, and the evil Dharma is also righteous. As long as you use the right place, for example, forgery of the enemy's military orders and misleading the enemy's army, who can say that such fraud is wrong?"

Li Jing was very disdainful of Li Hao's quibbling, but he didn't say much. The past is irreversible, and no matter how you explain it, it is useless.

"What are your plans for traveling to the Western Regions? Although Fu Yun is a little lazy, he can also be called a hero in Tuyuhun. Do you have any way to deal with him?"

"Dad, do you know everything?"

Li Jing said 'um', but did not tell the source of the news.

Li Hao smacked his lips and said slowly under the old man's gaze: "There is no good way for the child. In principle, he can only pull one batch and beat another. The countries in the Western Regions can win over them, and Tuyuhun is beaten. As long as the plan is right, it will be no big problem to kill Fu Yun."

"What?" Li Jing stood up suddenly: "Kill Fu Yun?"

Li Hao suddenly realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing. The old man didn't know that much, but it was too late to change his words at this time, so he could only smile bitterly and tell the truth: "This is what Your Majesty mean. After the Great Victory in Mobei, Your Majesty intends to shock the Western Regions..., uh, or in other words, he intends to control the Western Regions, and Fu Yun and Tuyuhun became stumbling blocks to control the Western Regions in His Majesty's eyes."

After all, Li Jing had seen the world after storms. After the initial shock, he quickly calmed down: "No wonder you and His Highness the Crown Prince forged the National Book of State were dealt with so easily by Your Majesty. It turns out that your idea coincides with Your Majesty."

"You can't say that. Your Majesty is at most a plan, and I and the Prince should have fallen into the trap."

When Li Hao said this, his wry smile never stopped. He found that he really took the initiative to hit Li Er's gun.

Just imagine, if there was no national letter incident that he and Li Chengqian had not been involved in, Li Er would have to send a large army to wipe out Tuyuhun. At that time, he would definitely be blocked by some censors in the court for his namelessness.

But it is different if you fake a letter of nationality. Li Er, who has grasped his little braid, can confidently explain the task secretly, and he will never resist in this situation, and may even be secretly grateful.

So, Li Er's goal was achieved. If he went to the Western Regions, he would be a young man who was impulsive. If he couldn't kill him, Tuyuhun would also take some action, and the Tang Dynasty could take this opportunity to send troops to Tuyuhun.
Chapter completed!