Xianyang just set off a big case, but Beidi County was calm as usual.

Later generations said that the north wind swept the white grass and folded, and the snow flew in August.

Although this is an exaggeration, in the middle of December of the summer calendar, the entire Beidi County was almost covered by heavy snow, especially at the foot of Helan Mountain, which was several feet thick, crushing many tents.

At this time, even the cattle and sheep covered with fur can only rely on the hay stored in the autumn to satisfy their hunger, and people can no longer go out, so they can only nest in felt tents.

And in this lonely winter, on the other side of the river, in the county of Zhujuan (Zhongning, Ningxia), a small tribe hidden in a mountain nest, the sound of questions and answers sounded.

The adult's voice was lazy, and there was a long interval between each sentence: "Ask, your father raised troops in February of the 37th year of Qin Shi Huang. ”

"If he killed Hu Hai in November of the 39th year of Qin Shi Huang."

"How long has this civil war been fought?"

The child's voice was crisp and loud, but with a hint of impatience:

"One year and nine months!"

The super fat man, who almost half of his body took up the felt tent, smiled and said, "Why? ”

On the other side, he shaved his hair and tied his braids, like a young man with a beard, who was about nine years old, but spoke a standard Guanzhong dialect: "Zhuan calendar, October is the first month, Master, do you really think I am a Hu'er?" Do you still need to teach such a simple question! ”

As he spoke, the young man got up angrily and wanted to end today's study.

The big fat man smiled and pressed him: "Okay, I'll ask you a difficult one!" ”

But I saw him shaking his head: "Today, some people buy things together, each person gives eight yuan, and the surplus is three yuan; People pay seven dollars, less than four dollars, ask the number of people, what are the prices? ”

The young man opened his mouth and snapped his fingers again, only to feel that his mind was blank, a little irritable, and said angrily: "The master has not taught, I don't know!" ”

As the best person in mathematics in the world, the big fat man Zhang Cang said proudly: "Answer: Seven people, the price is 53 yuan." Want to know why? Come, break down, and sit down, I haven't taught it before, today I will teach you, this is the surplus algorithm in the nine chapters of arithmetic, there are two solutions......"

"I don't care if there are several solutions!"

Wei Poyu was anxious, scratched his head and said:

"I don't want to learn math anymore, my brain hurts, I'm the son of Marquis Wu Zhong, and I don't do business, and I don't do business, and I don't want to be an official who specializes in business affairs, just calculate the number, why bother learning so complicated."

"Do you still know that you are the son of Marquis Wu Zhong?"

Zhang Cang slapped the abacus in his hand, put on a straight face, pointed to the flying snow outside the door and said: "From summer to autumn, you have been following those Hu Errongzi to ride horses and shoot arrows, but you don't read and learn mathematics. This is the ambition of the son of Marquis Wu Zhong? At that time, although your father was not from a high background, he was the best at studying, and often asked me for advice, how much of his achievements today were obtained by personally fighting in battle? ”

"Now that the country is divided into north and south, the Northern Expeditionary Army is blocked outside the pass, and I don't know when it will be able to capture Xianyang, and it will be difficult to succeed. You are hiding in Saibei, since I am a friend of your father, I will teach you carefully, I can't wait a few years later, when I return you to him, everyone in the world says that Zhang Cang is the most learned person in the world, and he actually taught a rude and less literate person! ”

This pair of master and apprentice is Zhang Cang and Wei Poyu, when Ye Zijin went out to Xianyang last year, in order to prevent the family from being served by a pot, he took his youngest son to Hanzhong to go south, but let Sang Mu take his eldest son to go to the north, hoping to rely on the relationship between the old department of Heifu to hide outside the vast and sparsely populated area.

Even if one side is unfortunately killed, he can leave a queen for Heifu.

After the two came north, they were first hidden by Zhang Han, and soon after, Zhang Cang also fled. With Hu Hai succeeding to the throne, he vigorously liquidated the old department of Heifu's relatives and friends, so Zhang Han and many military officials in the north all hung up their seals and fled.

Outside the northern region was the weak rule of the imperial court, and the people who ran away were sheltered by another "big man" and hid in the counties under Helan Mountain.

These counties are called counties, but they are actually scattered tribes after the Rong of the Northland Dayuan migrated, often migrating, it is difficult to capture the whereabouts, Zhang Cang also cautiously shaved the Rong Di hairstyle for Po Lu, let him learn to speak the Rong language, once something happens, he can continue to escape.

As a result, it was more than half a year, and the imperial court also sent people to find it during this period, but they were all notified in advance by which "big man", so they had to be transferred.

Wei Poyu was reprimanded, bowed his head and said, "Master, I was wrong. ”

Zhang Cang's attitude eased slightly: "Po Yu, you don't like to learn poetry, books, and laws, and you don't like mathematics, so what do you want to learn?" ”

Po Yu raised his head, his eyes shining: "I want to learn the art of war, this ten thousand enemies, I can be a captain in the future and help my father rebel!" ”

Zhang Cang rolled his eyes and patted the beef and mutton in the north, so he couldn't lose his belly: "The art of war? Zhang Han would, but he's not here, as for me? ”

"Xi Wei Linggong asked Chen Yu Confucius, and Confucius said: 'The matter of the bean is tasted and heard; The military is not learned. 'Confucius is like this, Confucius after him learns, and so do I, so I don't know the art of war, you have found the wrong person. ”

He sat down and said, "Then the master will teach me some other things that I am good at, don't they all say that the master is well-read and omnipotent?" ”

For example, the art of war, although you don't know soldiers, you must have read it, and even memorize it?

"What am I good at?"

Zhang Cang was praised very usefully, but shook his head again: "That kind of thing, you are only nine years old, I'm afraid it's not good to learn." ”

Po Yu is very combative: "My father said that ambition is not old, and ambition is 100 years old!" ”

"Okay, ambitious!"

Zhang Cang turned his head to look at the two people sitting on the fire at the door of the tent: "Mulberry wood, shrub baby, is there a woman in this broken place?" Find me one, no, two, I'm going to show off my skills today, and teach the little gentleman the art of the maiden that I am best at!" ”

Kurumi was Heifu's personal guard, and he didn't talk much, but he was very loyal, and he smiled awkwardly when he heard this.

On the other side, the baby was originally a Suiyang hawker, who had been commended by the black man for large-scale production in the north earlier, and then became an official, and later was appreciated by Zhang Han and promoted to the five hundred cavalry masters.

The baby's personality is more active, and he has long been accustomed to Zhang Cang's meat jokes, so he laughed and said: "There is only an old goat-like bearded girl who is old and ugly, Zhang Jun or?" ”

Zhang Cang was like a deflated ball, waved his hand and said, "Don't, don't, once is enough." ”

Wei Polu knew that his master was talking nonsense again, so he blushed, shrank his head, and muttered after half a sound: "Master, when will my father be able to enter the Guanzhong?" ”

"It's coming."

Zhang Cang sighed: "Even if he doesn't come to pick you up, he has to pick up my good brother?" ”

Po Yu rolled his eyes: "Master, I remember that among my father's sworn brothers, there was no you!" ”

Zhang Cang sneered: "Although he has never worshipped, he is better than a brother, when your father married your mother, who drove for him?" It's me! ”

He tugged at his ears and smiled: "If the son is gone, he can still give birth, especially if he has some concubines, he can give birth to ten or eight a year, but if the brother is gone, it is like having his hands and feet cut off, and he will never grow again!" Am I more important to your father than you are, then? ”

"If the master is fat, he can crush three sheep, how can it not be heavy?"

Breaking his teeth and running away, he grimaced at Zhang Cang and ran out of the tent, he would rather roll in the snow than stay in a tent with such a greasy dead fat man.

Seeing the little gentleman's angry appearance, the baby laughed, and Sang Mu also grinned, this miserable life in exile, with the quarrel between the master and apprentice every day, also had a little more fun.

After the captives left, Zhang Cang restrained his smile, looked at the tent door that was swept up by the cold wind, and laughed at himself: "Actually, the snow day is not bad. ”

"We can't wait to get out, the eagle dogs of the court...... Eh, Xianyang's lackey...... Hey, I'm thinking about Heifu today, why do you keep mentioning him? ”

Wandering in Saibei, the snow covers the mountains, and there are no books to read, no matter how hard he doesn't have fun, Zhang Cang is afraid that he will go crazy!

picked up a piece of hard cheese, Zhang Cang gnawed on it, but began to miss the food and wine beauties of Xianyang:

"Anyway, at least on a snowy day, no one will come to search for Sonaus, and we will be safe until the snow melts!"

……

As Zhang Cang said, this snow came in time, more than a month ago, Zhao Gao and Yan Le ordered hundreds of people to rush to the north, to search for Zhang Ao, the son of Heifu, was also trapped by the heavy snow, embarrassed from Helan Mountain, retreated to Yiqu City (Qingyang, Gansu), the capital of Beidi County.

When he arrived in Yiqu City, Zhang Ao was furious and summoned the locals who secretly reported to the imperial court.

"Gongsun Bailu, you dare to lie to me!"

Zhang Ao was angry, and relied on himself to be the envoy of Xianyang, and instructed his grandson Bailu, who was twice his age.

"I sent people to search every tribe under Helan Mountain, but Zhang Han, Zhang Cang, and the traitors and rebels are not in Fuping, nor in Lingwu!"

Gongsun Bailu was also Heifu's old department when he was in the north, and he was dismissed because of Heifu's involvement, but he gritted his teeth like his brother Yiqu White Wolf, and went out with Zhang Han, but stayed and took refuge in Xianyang.

Seeing Zhang Ao's investigation, he sneered: "Not to mention that Helan Mountain is bordered by the desert and the Xiongnu in the north, if Zhang Han wants to, he can run away at any time." Let's just say that in Beidi County, there are also people in the other generation who are sheltered, and Xianyang has also sent people to ask for it a few times in the past, and they often know the news first and transfer it in advance, how can they catch it? ”

Zhang Ao asked: "Who dares to shelter them?" ”

Gongsun Bailu said: "I know, but does the envoy dare to arrest it?" ”

"I have His Majesty's edict, if you dare to say it, I will dare to arrest it!"

Zhang Ao's eyes were red, the private parts that were castrated in the early years seemed to be faintly painful, this time he was sent to hunt down the eldest son of the black husband, it was a rare opportunity for revenge, although he promised to save his life, but it was harmless to take something on the child's body as a commemoration.

"Then I will say, I hope that the envoy will not be frightened."

Gongsun Bailu said with a smile: "A few months ago, this person was just named Wushi Jun by the Second Emperor because he spent 20 million yuan to fund Shaofu. ”

"He is the favored minister of the first emperor, the old man who retired Jiuqing, and the richest man in the world after the death of the widow Qing."

Zhang Ao's color changed and he started shooting!

"You mean ......"

"Wu Shi Lu!?"