SWDnovel Chapter 1402 Cursing
Chapter 1402 Cursing
Chapter 1402 Cursing
In May of the tenth year of Yeon Hee, it was already midsummer and the heat was overwhelming.
Fortunately, General Feng's tent was built on Jingxing, and the valley was slightly damp and cool, which was very comfortable.
As the Grand Marshal of the Han Dynasty's internal and external military affairs, Feng Yong did not stay behind, but moved forward continuously as the attack on the Wei army's stronghold in Jingxing progressed, in a way that he personally supervised the progress of the war.
With the capture of the last Wei fortress on Jingxing, the real gateway of Jingxing - Weize Pass - was finally exposed to the Han army.
The antlers on the chevaux de frise in front of the pass had been cleared away by the high-spirited Han army, and the trenches had been filled in.
However, in front of the mighty pass, no matter how high the morale is, it seems insignificant.
Looking at the red tide being pushed back again like a receding tide, Feng Dasima, who was standing on a hill, put down the telescope expressionlessly.
The Grand Marshal remained silent because the war was going badly, and none of the followers who followed him spoke either. For a moment, the atmosphere was a little depressing.
"How many casualties have there been these days?"
The silence was broken only when Feng Dasima asked.
Military advisor Zhuge Zhan said:
"Not counting today, 3,155 people were injured and 1,300 people died."
Although he was mentally prepared, Feng Dasima's face still couldn't help but become a little gloomy when he heard this number.
These are just the casualties from the attack on Weize Pass.
The casualties in the attack on all the Wei army forts along the Jingxing Road combined were not as great as those in the attack on Weize Pass in recent days.
"That's enough. Pass on my military order. Have all the troops and camps retreat."
Feng Da Sima looked up at the sky and said slowly:
"It's too hot, and the soldiers have been exhausted these days. Starting tomorrow, the entire army will stop attacking the city and seek shade in the mountains to avoid the heat, so that the soldiers can have a good rest for three days."
Zhuge Zhan hesitated for a moment and did not respond immediately, but called out:
"Da Sima, this?"
Sima Feng frowned and turned to look at Zhuge Zhan.
"Grand Sima, the late emperor is in Yiling..."
Facing the questioning gaze of General Feng, Zhuge Zhan mustered up his courage and gritted his teeth to give a reminder in a low voice.
I had already prepared myself to be scolded, but I didn't expect that Feng Dasima's eyes showed a rather meaningful look.
Then he turned around, pointed to the Wei Ze Pass in front of him, and said slowly:
"You are so thoughtful. I can see that you have made some progress these days."
"But have you ever thought that if the bandits inside the pass really dare to come out, it would be exactly what I want? The only thing I'm afraid of is that they don't have the courage to do so."
"As the saying goes, there is no constant position for troops, and there is no constant shape for water. How can the topography of Jingxing and Yiling be generalized?"
The Yiling Mountains are densely forested, hot and dry. The previous emperor's camp stretched for hundreds of miles, spanning the north and south of the country. Not only was it easy for the enemy to be defeated one by one, but there were no fire prevention measures.
After Lu Xun set the fire, the various camps were not only unable to provide timely rescue, but also had no chance to stop the fire.
But what is the terrain of Jingxing?
It was just a long and narrow passage, and the mountains on both sides were filled with scouts, sentinels and temporary arrow towers.
As long as there is the slightest movement at the checkpoint, even a bird's poop can be observed, so how can a sneak attack or arson be carried out?
As for fire prevention, it is even simpler.
Clear out isolation zones between the camps in advance. As long as the Wei bandits don't burn down all the army camps at the same time, the Han army won't have to worry about anything with its current grassroots organizational strength.
Upon learning that the Grand Marshal had already made preparations, Zhuge Zhan secretly felt ashamed:
Yes, I forgot that the first battle after the Grand Marshal came out of seclusion was to set fire to Longguan, and he took Longguan without any effort.
I heard from old men in the army that in that battle, after the bandits in Longguan were forced out, their mouths and noses were blocked by ashes, and even the blood they vomited was black, which was still terrifying.
It was even more severe in the early years. At Qiaoshan, tens of thousands of Kebineng's troops were roasted into cooked meat in front of the thieves.
I heard that now in the valleys of Qiaoshan, although there is no one there, you can still hear the sounds of people shouting and horses neighing from time to time.
Even hunters have to stay away from it when hunting...
When it comes to the proficiency in setting fire to mountains in this world, I'm afraid no one dares to compare with Gui, ahem, Da Sima.
If there were any villains who really dared to set fire to the mountain with Sima, wouldn't they be falling right into Sima's trap?
Zhuge Zhan put his worries aside and the worry on his face disappeared, but he suddenly remembered something.
Seeing that he looked strange, Feng Da Sima frowned again and asked, "Anything else?"
Zhuge Zhan replied hesitantly:
"Has the Grand Marshal forgotten that Taiyuan reported yesterday that His Majesty sent someone from Chang'an to deliver a batch of memorials?"
"Oh? I indeed forgot what those memorials said."
Not to mention forgetting, Feng Dasima didn't even look at it.
Because he had already guessed what the memorials that his brother-in-law, the emperor, had specially sent to him said.
Although he was leading the troops at the front line, Sima Feng was not completely ignorant of Chang'an.
After all, he also serves as the Minister of the Secretariat.
The Right Lady is in the Grand Marshal's Mansion. She is nominally the chief secretary, but she actually does the work of the Chief Clerk of the Mansion.
The letters never stopped. If Feng Da Sima knew everything that happened in the court, he would at least know it.
"The memorials say, say..."
Zhuge Zhan wanted to say something but stopped.
"Fuck away!"
Feng Dasima just couldn't stand seeing his mother being so naughty.
When the prime minister was alive, he often led troops outside the capital and rarely met his own son, let alone had time to teach him.
After the prime minister died, in order to avoid suspicion, his wife kept almost no men in her house except for a few old male servants.
Zhuge Zhan grew up in such an environment, so he became a bit indecisive.
Sima Feng personally brought him to the army in the hope of grinding down his temper.
"Is there shit in your mouth that's stopping you from speaking? Why don't you swallow it first and then speak?"
Feng Dasima, who led the troops to fight, did not look talented at all and was full of nonsense.
Zhuge Zhan took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the urge to draw his sword and stab to death this half-brother who was teaching him in his father's place:
"The memorial says that the war has been going on for half a year, but the army is still trapped in Jingxing and cannot enter or leave Hebei. The war is dragging on, which is inconsistent with the great military achievements of the Grand Marshal in the past."
"Some people think that the Grand Marshal has not done his best, and some even advise His Majesty to send out military supervisors to supervise..."
"Fuck you!" Before Chief of Staff Zhuge could finish his words, something suddenly came out of Feng Da Sima's mouth.
Although he didn't understand what it meant, Staff Officer Zhuge felt that considering the expression of the Grand Marshal, it was probably not a good thing.
"Is General Jiang Gong mentioned in those memorials?"
"Uh, no."
"Is there a Shangshu Ling?"
"nor."
"Then I'm not afraid of him!"
As the Han Dynasty continued to recover its old territories, the entanglement of forces and interests among all parties, both in the government and the opposition, became increasingly complicated.
Internal friction is bound to happen, and holding each other back because of internal friction is also inevitable.
Especially after the prime minister left, the powers and responsibilities of the prime minister's office were divided into three parts.
One point was in the Grand Marshal's Mansion, one point was taken back by the emperor, and one point fell into the Secretariat.
But Adou is a henpecked man with a soft temper. Without a powerful figure like the prime minister who holds all the power at the top, people who are unwilling to be lonely will naturally keep jumping out.
Just like now, can you say that those who submitted memorials do not want to revive the Han Dynasty?
No, perhaps they really believed that the rebels were vulnerable, and that Feng's cautious approach this time was intended to delay the war and had ulterior motives.
Of course, there may be people who want to take advantage of the Sanxing Room to profit for themselves.
Some people simply wanted to bark a few times in the court to show their presence, so that others would know that they also have the right to bark...
But when Zhuge Zhan saw Feng Da Sima's expression, he could not help but protest:
"Brother, people's words are scary! Not to mention that this is in front of your majesty..."
But halfway through his words, he realized something was wrong and swallowed the rest of his words back.
Although he hadn't finished speaking, Feng Da Sima had already understood what he meant. He just sneered:
"People's words? What kind of people's words? I have seen all these years. Do you still need to be afraid of them?"
Damn it, with my current fame, do I still need to be afraid of what people say?
Based on Feng's understanding of certain groups, in later folk legends, there would definitely be a treacherous minister in the court of the Han Dynasty who bullied men and women, committed all kinds of evil, brought disaster to the country and the people, and had great power.
Moreover, this person's surname is Feng, and he holds the position of Grand Master, so people call him Grand Master Feng...
When he thought of this, Feng Da Sima could not help but get angry and said:
"After you go back, write a reply to each memorial: If you can do it, you can do it. Otherwise, don't say anything!"
"Ah?" Zhuge Zhan was stunned. "This, isn't good?"
"What's wrong with that?" Feng Da Sima squinted, "Do you want me to report to His Majesty and apologize on my own? And then let them send people over to give orders?"
At this point, Feng Da Sima snorted again, "Do you believe it or not, if you dare to take a step back today, they will dare to take two steps forward tomorrow?"
"If you can agree to let them come over to supervise the army, they will want to bully you and boss you around in the future."
"The Han Dynasty has its own military system, and the army also has positions such as chief officers and military commanders. They are doing this unnecessarily. Do they not trust me, or do they not trust the Han Dynasty's soldiers?"
When it comes to court politics, Feng has never been impatient to play the game of testing and pulling strings.
Whenever there was an opportunity, he would use his power to crush the enemy with dignity.
Testing and pulling are tricks played by the weak, or at least by equal opponents.
He had only used this method on two people since the illegal crossing.
One is the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty in the court, and the other is the General Zhendong in the backyard.
As for these people now, they are not worthy of Feng Dasima's serious treatment.
Of course, these are not big things.
What I’m afraid of is that some people have ulterior motives.
The Han Dynasty has been undergoing reforms over the years, especially the reform of the Military Headquarters has just begun.
The Military Command was not only helpful for the imperial court to control the local grassroots, but also played a role in disintegrating the power of local powerful forces.
I don't know how many people see me as a thorn in their side, so it's inevitable that they will try every means to obstruct me.
At this time, anyone who wants to interfere in the military's affairs, whether intentionally or unintentionally, will be treated as an opponent.
Scolding people is considered a sign of Feng Da Sima's kindness.
Without activating the special skill "sweet talk and flattery", Feng Dasima accused the other party of a false charge, which showed that he had a sense of the overall situation and paid attention to unity.
This is the principle of preventing problems before they arise.
But in Zhuge Zhan's opinion, he felt that Sima Feng became rude and disrespectful after arriving at the army, which was completely different from the lazy person he was in Chang'an.
Of course, you can't blame him.
After all, at his current age, experience and status, he is still unable to experience the cruelty and intensity of political struggles and interest struggles.
Especially when it comes to interests, or struggles at the level of interest groups, cursing people means nothing, killing people is normal.
The mildness of the political struggle in the court of the Han Dynasty could be described as a warm and affectionate attitude towards the two countries of Wei and Wu.
Look at Sun Shiwan, who even uses his own son to fish.
However, it was precisely because the political struggle of Ji Han was too humane that the second and third generations like Zhuge Zhan, who had never seen blood, were too powerless to deal with the Wei army led by Zhong Hui, Deng Ai and others in the original history.
Naturally, Feng Dasima kept him by his side with the intention of honing and training him.
So no matter how reluctant Zhuge Zhan was, he had to follow the wishes of Grand Marshal Feng, and after returning, he started to curse people with his pen.
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Compared with the cursing of Sima Da Feng, the cursing of Sima Taifu in the east was even more severe.
"You are just a frog in a well! You are ashamed to buy a wife! You are just a one-sided view! You are not worth joining the conspiracy with these rats! If the thief Feng enters Hebei, your lives and property will be in danger, and you deserve it! Damn it! Damn it!"
In the study of the Taifu Mansion, Taifu Sima had disheveled hair and beard, messy clothes, and his old face, which was already wrinkled like ravines, became even more hideous and ugly because of his anger and shouting.
Even as he cursed, he still felt unsatisfied, so he threw all the writing utensils, ink and tea sets on the table to the ground.
Hearing the shouting and sounds of smashing coming from the Grand Tutor's study, the servants walked lightly, not daring to make a sound, and even dared not breathe hard.
When passing by the study, he held his breath and tiptoed, wishing his feet would hang in the air.
But soon, the sound of hurried footsteps broke the suffocating silence.
Sima Yi's third son Sima Yi came to the door of the study in a panic. He didn't even care about the shouting and cursing coming from inside, and raised his hand to knock on the door:
"Sir, sir? It's bad!"
The shouting and cursing in the room stopped immediately, and the door was quickly opened. The hunched-over Sima Taifu appeared in front of Sima Yi with bloodshot eyes and asked in a hoarse voice:
"Why are you so panicked?"
Sima Yi was frightened by his master's gloomy and slovenly appearance and could not help but take two steps back.
"Tell me? What happened?"
Master Sima, who was exhausted both physically and mentally due to all the troubles, had long lost his previous ability to cultivate his energy. Seeing his son's appearance, his tone couldn't help but become a little stiff again.
"Mother, it's mother, she's dying..."
Sima Yi answered with some stammering.
"Your mother?" Sima Yi quickly reacted, a look of disgust on his face, "Is it that old woman? You'd better die! I can have some peace and quiet now, why are you bothering me?"
Sima Yi's biological mother was his concubine, Madam Fu, but the person he could call mother was his stepmother Zhang Chunhua.
The master and his stepmother had been at odds for several years, so Sima Yi naturally couldn't be unaware of this. However, he still came to inform them of this matter at this time, risking bad luck. Naturally, it was because Zhang Chunhua was at her last moment of life.
To be honest, Sima Yi didn't want to bring bad luck to his master.
However, Sima Shi was dead, and Sima Zhao was far away in Qiao County.
He is the oldest one left.
So this message can only be passed on by him.
"Sir, my mother, my mother and Madam Zhang and Madam Bai are all here. They were the ones who asked me to come here."
Sima Yi and Zhang Chunhua turned against each other, and Mrs. Bai played a big role. When Sima Yi heard that his favorite concubine, Mrs. Bai, had gone there, he knew that old Zhang was really in trouble, so he nodded:
"Well, I'll go for a walk then."
After saying this, he walked towards Zhang Chunhua's yard.
Sima Yi, who was following behind him, opened his mouth, wanting to remind the adults that it might be inappropriate to go there in this state, but he swallowed the words back after opening his mouth.
Forget it, forget it. Given the current tense relationship between the adults and my mother, I’m afraid the adults won’t listen even if I tell them.
I might get scolded again, so it’s better not to say anything.