Chapter 27: The Ocean of People’s War

Jiang Rui's eyes were brighter after being recognized by Li Ji, but his expression was still calm. He said, "The officials suggested sending a team of archers to pull out the arrows, and ask someone to write or draw His Majesty's will and shoot it into Hou Junji's camp."

"This method is amazing! Boy Jiang Rui, it's not bad. I have taken over your business. I have pleaded with Silang to plead for you. Don't worry, Your Majesty is most caring for talents now. I guarantee you are fine!"

Li Ji praised him first. Wei Chi had a strange expression. Isn’t this the same thing as the great people’s war? It seems that our party also used these methods when fighting in the past. Is Jiang Rui a compatriot who has traveled through time? Should he ask Jiang Rui what the next sentence is? Wei Chi felt that this is a problem.

When Jiang Rui heard Li Ji's words, he did not show a flattering expression, but was still calm. Wei Chi now understood why Jiang Rui had a bad relationship with his former colleagues. His personality accounted for at least the majority. Jiang Rui's style, to be nice, calm, strong psychological quality, to be ugly, to be aloof, and not knowing that they are harmonious and flexible. Sometimes people need to be simpler to eliminate some inexplicable hostility. Obviously, Jiang Rui himself thought that he was not surprised by favors and disgraces. If he wanted to be a well-educated person, it would not be certain whether others thought so. Therefore, it is said that pitiful people must have something hateful, and it makes sense.

Speaking of these things, Wei Chi remembered the propaganda methods he had watched in movies before. He guessed that according to the current methods, the most effective one was to shoot arrows in Hou Junji's camp. However, considering that there are few people who know literacy, illiteracy is an objective and common existence, and it is safer to speak according to pictures.

Speaking of painting, Jiang Rui specially mentioned the portrait of Wei Chi painted by Xie Jiu. Not to mention artistic nature, but only realistic is the most basic and important element. Jiang Rui said: "If there are painters in the army who can have the painting skills of Mrs. Wei and skillfully draw His Majesty's will, it should be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort."

Speaking of Xie Jiu's painting skills, Li Ji and Jiang Rui turned their eyes to Wei Chi together. Wei Chi said consciously: "Don't expect me, except for the tree being painted like a tree and the grass being painted like a grass, the portrait is the most helpless. Cough cough... Our specialty is not here."

This made Li Ji and Jiang Rui speechless. Wei Chi seemed to have reached the other party and quickly made a suggestion voluntarily: "There are so many people in this military camp, so it should be fine to find someone who can draw? We don't require that it is very artistic. As long as the hand is smooth, the brush can be obedient in the hand, and the painting method of my wife can be drawn, right?"

Li Ji pondered and said without saying a word. Jiang Rui looked at Li Ji and said, "Master General, I thought that Lord Wei said it was pertinent. I had learned calligraphy and painting with my father for a few years. If the Master General needed it, I could try it."

Both civil and military! It turns out that Jiang Rui is the legendary civil and military! Look at his not bad appearance. Such a good man is simply the best man in the dream of the boudoir. I just don’t know if he has reached the level of “literary can maintain national stability and martial arts can determine the country”. It’s really awesome for people to compare! It’s incomparable!

Wei Chi shook his head and smiled bitterly, but Li Ji and Jiang Rui thought he had any ideas. Jiang Rui asked: "Does Lord Wei have a better solution or a better candidate?"

Wei Chi hurriedly said, "What?! Oh, no, nothing. I was thinking about other things just now. You said, don't worry about me. Actually, I don't have to pay attention to the complex painting method, nor do I have to pay attention to the realism or not. The key is to let people understand what they say at a glance. What we need to do is to speak according to the pictures."

"Speak with pictures?! How do you say this?" Li Ji and Jiang Rui were both very curious. Li Ji was fine, and he was used to the fresh words that popped up from Wei Chi's mouth from time to time, and Jiang Rui looked surprised.

Wei Chi scratched his head and said, "It is to compile the will of Your Majesty into a more intuitive story. It is best to make these ordinary soldiers resonate at a glance, understand at a glance, and have no intention of fighting at a glance!"

"Story?!" Jiang Rui became a problem baby. Wei Chi continued to explain patiently: "Well, it's the story. Your Majesty's meaning is very simple, that is, he is willing to pardon the death penalty of the soldiers who voluntarily surrendered. As a minister, you should understand the above meaning more. To put it bluntly, Your Majesty's meaning is that you know that it is not easy for everyone to join the army, you know that everyone is loyal to the emperor and the country, you know that everyone is loyal to Your Majesty and loyal to the Tang Dynasty, so Your Majesty understands that everyone is definitely unwilling to rebel, and you must be thinking about my Tang Dynasty, but it is forced to be Hou Jun.

The oppression and military orders were forced to do it. As long as the mistakes were corrected in time, all the soldiers were still good soldiers of our Tang Dynasty, good soldiers who were loyal to the emperor and patriotism, and pillars of defending the country! By the way, we can discuss what kind of soldiers are good soldiers! When His Majesty and the country need them, they can face difficulties, not fear difficulties, not fear life and death, and serve the country and the people, they are good soldiers! For rebellion, they are not distinguished between the main and the secondary, and those who are loyal and treacherous are unknown. Even I don’t know what I sent him to join the army. Not only are they good soldiers, but they are not even good sons!"

Wei Chi said a long time ago and stopped feeling unsatisfied. He faced Li Ji's smile and relieved expression and Jiang Rui's admiration. He slapped his stomach with a big golden sword, waved his hand, and said with great momentum: "It's probably what it means. The guidelines are already there. Sun Tzu and the Art of War are more than me. For the next question, let's consider it yourself. I'm hungry!

He was excited and interested, but Wei Chi suddenly stopped and said he was hungry. Jiang Rui looked at Wei Chi with a green face and tried to restrain his desire to sigh. Li Ji directly reached out and slapped him on the head, and cursed: Funny brat, hurry up, the starving ghost is reincarnated! Jiang Rui, let's continue talking, second brother, go call all the generals and officials of each camp. If there are too many people, let's talk about it together."

Wei Chi heard that Li Ji was willing to let him go out for dinner, and the others were coming, so he, an outsider, could not stay like this anymore, so he quickly said goodbye and asked him out for a happy tribute. Li Ji knew Wei Chi's temperament and told him to go out with a hand. Wei Chi turned around and went out for a smile with encouragement from Jiang Rui. Li Bi was waiting at the door and said, "You have not eaten the food, right? You are afraid that you can't eat it when you come out, so I'll ask someone to take it to eat. When you come out, you will cook it for you again. Xu Ping, come and take the Fourth Master to have a meal."

"Yes, Second Master."

Xu Ping was Li Bi's personal soldier. After receiving the order, he took Wei Chi to Li Bi's tent. Li Bi also had to attend the pre-war meeting and could not get out. Li Ji didn't care about taking care of Wei Chi. Fortunately, Li Bi was still worried and asked his personal soldiers to take care of Wei Chi, otherwise Wei Chi would wait for the batter rice at noon instead of the batter soup.

When he arrived at Li Bi's camp, Xu Ping led him in. Soon a group of soldiers brought a large bowl of wild vegetable paste soup, plus two steamed buns, and even a small plate of chili oil. Li Ji liked chili oil and said that it was very fragrant when sprinkling some noodles. Even Wei Chi had to enjoy it, and there were delicious foods.

He broke the steamed buns into the baking soup and drank it with a sensation. The hot soup was warm all over the floor, and the fragrant chili oil was even more sweaty. Wei Chi had a round stomach, and lay down without any image after eating. He touched his stomach in a daze. He couldn't help but take out Xie Jiu's letters and read them again. The woman who was quarrels and dissatisfied with her quarrels turned out to be so cute and touching.

He kissed the letter hard on the letter, as if he kissed the person who wrote the letter, smelling the faint fragrance of ink, as if it was the faint fragrance of Xie Jiu. He hugged Xie Jiu's letters, as if he was holding Xie Jiu in his arms, so heart-warming and so distressing. This time, Xie Jiu was worried.

"Brother Xu Ping, are you still here?"

"Here, what are the instructions for the Fourth Young Master?"

"Can you help me get some willow branches? If it is inconvenient, it will also be a little softer and not too crispy. Can you help me get some?" Wei Chi asked with a frown. Xu Ping said: "The camp is full of trees. It is easy to get branches. Just ask someone to get them. This is not easy."

"It's okay, you don't have to ask for willow branches, it's almost done. Please trouble Brother Xu Ping." Wei Chi was very easy to talk to. Xu Ping took the order and left, and came back soon. It seemed that he had sent someone again to do it.

The reason why Wei Chi was looking for a branch was that he planned to make a simple pen by himself. There was no way to make a quill in the military camp, and he was not very good at using the brush. In order not to set a bad example for his son and daughter, Wei Chi decided to use his brain and provide relief to himself.

After waiting for a cup of tea, the soldier brought a whole bundle of branches. Wei Chi looked at it, peeled off the bark, and sharpened one end with a knife. The simple pen was done. After trying it, I didn't dare to use too much force, so I could still make do with it. The pen tube was thinner, and as long as this problem was solved, everything would be easier.

Wei Chi turned his head and looked around. In Xu Ping's curious eyes, he picked up the brush on Li Bi's desk and did something very much to burn the piano and cook the crane - he pulled out the brush tip, left the pen tube, fixed the simple pen tip he made himself, and made the most simple pen in history.

After doing it, he also tried the feel and felt it was very good. He didn't care about Xu Ping's eyes that were about to stand out, so he gave him a very gentle smile. A man bit the pen and began to write a reply letter to his wife. He looked up and said a very shameless sentence, extremely long and boasted naked.

Facts proved that Wei Chi's so-called suggestions were very consistent with the matter. The facts proved again that the guy who can be a general not only has high military power but also has extraordinary intelligence value. Wei Chi just said a few words in a vague way. Just as he drew a shape, Li Ji led a group of generals and drew all the details. After all, only those who are in the army are the ones who know the soldiers best. After Wei Chi saw the drawn pictures, the admiration in his heart was that even those who knew this strategy in advance were moved, and his homesickness became heavier, which shows the power of those who spoke according to the pictures.

The whole set of pictures was written by Jiang Rui and Wei Chi as an advisor. The story was discussed by all the generals and officials in the army. It is said that it is the best work that is close to the life of a soldier, deeply describes the voice of a soldier, and can touch the depths of the souls of a soldier. Of course, this evaluation was given by Wei Chi. When Wei Chi said this, all the officers on the spot gave a thumbs up at Wei Chi, saying that Wei Chi is indeed a knowledgeable person, and only if he can speak such appropriate words to describe it is extraordinary.

Wei Chi almost fainted when he vomited blood. He was still in good health recently and could still hold on. However, he came to a conclusion that, indeed, the general was the official statement, and the more realistic statement was to be a target for becoming a soldier. At least, bullying others is always happier than being bullied by others.

Jiang Rui drew for a day and a night to drive out the pictures. In order to maximize the influence of Hou Junji's army, Li Ji forced a dozen painters from the surrounding counties and counties. No matter how good or bad the painting was, as long as he could copy it according to Jiang Rui's paintings.

Perhaps the soldiers who went to find the painter did not make it clear. Anyway, the painters who came were trembling at the beginning, as if they were about to be arrested and sold. They were more arrogant and shouted that they would rather die than obey, while the weaker ones cried to death, begging that there were old people and young people at home, so they could not just die here. Anyway, they had not copied several paintings for a whole day, but the crying was shocking and quarreling. Wei Chi occasionally heard it from a distance when he was passing by.

There was no choice but to go to Li Ji, the man's name was the shadow of the tree, Li Ji's sign was famous, the leader of the army, and the imperial edict of His Majesty Li Er.

After Li Ji arrived, his name was said, and his crying stopped immediately. He was waiting to invite the imperial edict out so loudly. The effect was immediately. Not to mention the crying, there was no louder gasp, and he knelt down in a large area. For these ordinary and even poor painters, the county magistrate was probably an extraordinary official, not to mention a famous general like Li Ji, and the imperial edict that seemed to have only been seen on the clouds.

When it comes to this appearance, the effect is very outstanding, especially the group. When a group of painters hear that they can only play with their brushes, they can contribute to defending their country. They still do such important things and can make a comeback. They immediately, just like Johnson who drank stimulant, the speed of copying was like lightning!

Wei Chi, an amateur, doesn't understand the style of reading paintings, but only knows that these words are copied like printed. He admires them so much. Sure enough, people just need to understand a craft, such as his medical skills, and the painting skills of these painters.

Seeing that the painters finally started to cooperate and cooperated very well, Li Ji walked out of the tent with satisfaction, returned to his commanding camp, and continued to arrange things. When Li Ji came out, Wei Chi smiled and joked: "People say that a name can scare the child and cried at night, which is a great evil person. Uncle's name can scare the adult and cried. What is this called?"

Li Ji was amused and crying. He bullied Wei Chi with low martial arts. He reached out and slapped again, and cursed: "You guy, uncle dares to joke, you deserve to be bullied by Brother Cheng."

When talking about Cheng Zhijie, Wei Chi was gone and said in a depressed manner: "Uncle's name can scare the adults to cry. Uncle Cheng's name doesn't even dare to listen. If you listen too much, there will be problems!"

This made Li Ji laugh and said happily: "You kid should have Brother Cheng deal with him like that. Uncle can't argue with you."

Wei Chi smirked: "What's the point? If you can beat me, it's all right. Uncle has hit me so many times in the head. Don't say I can avoid it, I don't even dare to put a fart. How terrible!"

"You little brat!"

Li Ji shook his head and laughed loudly, his gray beard trembling. For some reason, Wei Chi looked very happy and came to Li Ji and asked in a low voice: "Talk about Uncle Cheng, Uncle, the victory in Tubo has already fought. When will Uncle Cheng come back?"

Li Ji said: "Your Majesty has fought a victorious battle before leaving the capital. Tubo Zanpu resigned to our Tang Dynasty and is currently on the way back to the court."

Wei Chi smiled and wrote down, then said something else, changed the subject, and went back to the camp with Li Ji. But he silently cared about Prince Chengqian, such a delicate man, followed him to Tuyuhun, where the conditions were difficult. After being exposed to the wind and sun outside for so long, I don’t know what changes would happen! Wei Chi admired the prince of a country who could do this.

There is never a saying of enjoying happiness in military life. Not to mention the army traveling west, he only said that he had been in Li Ji's military camp these days and was also under special care by the commander Li Ji, not to mention Prince Chengqian who was following Cheng Zhijie's western expedition. Thinking of Prince Chengqian, Wei Chi remembered the boy who cried and laughed under the moonlight, the boy who pointed to the direction of the East Palace and told him that he had lived alone since he was eleven years old.

Thinking of Prince Chengqian, Wei Chi sighed and smiled slightly. He is not Chengqian's father. He is worried about what he wants to do so much. His Majesty Li Er should be worried about it. Think about those beautiful people. It is better to have a good time, such as Xiao Yizi. I haven't seen her for so many days, so I miss you.

By counting with my fingers, it is now the 14th year of Zhenguan. According to Xiao Yizi's birthday, she is now an eight-year-old girl. The eight-year-old child of this era, whether it is a boy or a girl, has a lot of homework. Girls have to learn knitting girl red, especially the children of His Majesty Li Er's family, and they have to learn more. Among them, learning literature and martial arts takes up a lot of time for the children.

Wei Chi agrees with her proper practice of martial arts. Although because of the health of Empress Changsun, this child is not as melancholy, lonely as in real history, and has not been bullied. She is loved by her mother and father, and a healthy child who does five animal show exercises every day on time, but she is not afraid of ten thousand, but she is afraid of it. She is only four years away from Wei Zi's twelve years old. I hope she will be safe during this period. Such a cute and well-behaved child, even if a person with a heartfelt heart will be willing to give her all the love.

Therefore, Wei Chi's life alone is too boring. When he has nothing to do, he actually starts to recall the past. Forgot who said that starting to recall the past means he is old. In Wei Chi's opinion, this is purely nonsense. Only by knowing how to look back on the past can you learn to look forward to the future better. At least, when planning for the future, you know to avoid the mistakes and regrets you have made in the past, and always hope that the future is beautiful. This is the nature of human nature.

Wei Chi was thinking about everything in the military camp. After thinking about his wife and children, he thought of his adoptive father and mother. After that, he started to think of Prince Chengqian who went to war, and the cute little Shizi in the palace. It seemed that he was worried about was not ordinary, but quite a lot, compared to his simple interpersonal relationships.

Xie Jiu had received a letter from Wei Chi's reply, and his handwriting had made great progress compared to the caterpillar. Although there were occasional awkward aspects, you could already see the font of Wei Chi's hand running script in the past. He smiled and opened it apart. After seeing him looking up, he was stunned and couldn't help laughing out loud and muttered: "Wei Chi, you are such a bad guy! A bad guy who makes people cry!"

Tears were dripping on the letter paper, and the ink traces showed signs of dispersion. Xie Jiu was startled and quickly spread the letter paper flattened and used a towel to wipe away the tears. I saw Wei Chi's letter from home, and he looked up according to the general letter format, just a long sentence - good man's good wife, colon!
Chapter completed!