Zhao Wen was pulled into the car by Yang Xiu in a daze, and he didn't react for a long time.

The dignified Yang Gongzi, in order to save a moment of time, wore short clothes, rode a fast horse, and galloped in front of everyone like a martial artist, regardless of the dignity of the Yang family. Yang Biao knows, will he not recognize this son?

Seeing Zhao Wen staring at him directly, but not saying a word, Yang Xiu quickly understood what he meant. He pulled the short coat on his body, trying to cover his knees, but quickly gave up. For ease of riding, the knights' clothes were as close as possible, and the hem was gradually changed from ankle to calf, and now shortened to above the knee.

"How is the situation in Guanzhong, is Your Majesty okay?" Yang Xiu didn't have time to explain to Zhao Wen and urged. "Ge Pi will be here soon, get out of the car, I still have a lot of things to deal with."

Seeing Yang Xiu ask about the Son of Heaven, Zhao Wen reluctantly retracted his thoughts, explained the situation roughly, and asked Yang Xiu by the way, is it possible for Sun Ce to give some more food. Yang Xiu frowned and thought about it, and shook his head.

"No."

Zhao Wen didn't understand it all of a sudden. "You mean, he doesn't want to give?"

"No, I said, don't give it for the time being." Seeing Zhao Wen's dazed face, Yang Xiu explained again: "According to what you said, there are nearly 100,000 households in Nanyang alone, so how many people can be left in Guanzhong?" We calculate 100,000 households, each household of five, a total of 5 liters of rice per day, 100,000 households, a month consumption of no more than 150,000 stone, even excluding the consumption of transportation, that grain can be supplied to the people of Guanzhong to support the end of the autumn harvest. Guanzhong has suffered a disaster, but it is impossible to have no harvest, autumn is the time of mulberries and wild fruits, patchwork together, and it should be no problem to support for another two months. ”

Without waiting for Zhao Wen to speak, Yang Xiu said again: "Although Yuzhou has not suffered a disaster this year, the rain is also less, and the harvest is at least 30% less than last year. The war is imminent, and the food in Yuzhou is also very tight, and in order to ensure the food supply in the war zones, my hair is busy gray. Look at ......"

Yang Xiu lifted his headscarf, leaned in front of Zhao Wen, and pointed to his hair. Zhao Wen glanced at it, and indeed saw a white hair, which was extremely dazzling.

When Zhao Wen heard Yang Xiu say this, he remembered that it was before the war, but all the way, whether it was Nanyang or Yingchuan, they all seemed relatively calm, and there was no atmosphere of pre-war army mobilization, which gave him an illusion.

"What is the situation, can you win?"

"You can't win against me, but you can win against the enemy." Yang Xiu sat back. "In General Sun's words, prepare for the worst and prepare for the best. We have prepared a year's worth of grain and ordnance for the defense areas, and the warehouses in the counties are empty, including the rice that has not been harvested in the fields, and if nothing else, we can support the wheat harvest until next spring. ”

"The two armies are fighting, how can there be no accident?"

"yes, so a conservative estimate is that we have a gap of nearly two million stones." Yang Xiu scratched his head, smacked his lips, and let out a long sigh. "I don't dare to think about it, I have a headache when I think about it. If it weren't for the tranquilizer, I wouldn't be able to sleep right now. ”

Zhao Wen looked at Yang Xiu, who looked tired, and closed his mouth in disdain. In this situation, how can he open his mouth. He lifted the curtain and looked out, diverting the subject. "Why doesn't General Sun live in Pingyu City, is he worried about military discipline?"

Yang Xiu glanced at Zhao Wen. "The soldiers are not allowed to enter the city, otherwise the people will be disturbed, and the soldiers will be distracted and their training will be affected." He paused, and then said, "With the protection of the city wall, people will unconsciously relax. For ordinary people, this is a good thing, but for the army, the slightest relaxation may lead to a lack of morale, and they are unwilling to train hard in peacetime, and they cannot be ordered and prohibited in wartime, and they cannot meet the standards that should be expected of the elite. ”

"You use elite standards to demand from every soldier?"

"Of course." Yang Xiu pondered for a moment, and then smiled: "If you think about it carefully, this sentence is not accurate, it should be said that we use elite standards to require everyone in the camp, even if this person is a small official in charge of writing, even if this person is a nurse who cares for the wounded." ”

Zhao Wen grinned. He had heard the new word nurse when he was in Nanyang, and now he heard it in Yang Xiu's mouth, and he said it so naturally, it seemed that it was not uncommon.

"Including General Sun himself?"

Yang Xiu laughed and did not answer. Zhao Wen also laughed. He knew that Sun Ce was good at martial arts and had rules for using soldiers, but he didn't believe that Sun Ce could be as strict with himself as ordinary soldiers. There is a difference between respect and inferiority, and no one can really share the weal and woe with the soldiers.

Zhao Wen wanted to talk to Yang Xiu about food, but Yang Xiu vetoed Zhao Wen's hope as soon as he opened his mouth, and the two had nothing to say. After a while, Yang Xiu asked about the situation in Guanzhong, Zhao Wen had nothing to say, now the party is in charge, Wang Yun is in command behind the scenes, Shi Sun Rui waved the flag in front of the stage, and the pragmatic Yang Biao and Zhu Jun were all dismissed, Sun Ce knew this, otherwise it would be impossible to make a decision not to send disaster relief food through Situ Mansion and not to give money to court officials.

This was childish gambling and his anger at the lack of influence of the imperial court. Compared with Yuan Shao, he had almost no foundation in the imperial court.

The carriage was fast, and the two were silent for a while, and Ge Pi arrived. Yang Xiu got out of the car, took out a handful of five baht, paid the fare, and pointed out the direction where Sun Ce was to Zhao Wen, and then said goodbye. He took two steps and stung back again. He lowered his head, held on to the car door, thought for a moment, raised his head, and looked directly at Zhao Wen.

"Can you believe it? In this battle, even if General Sun loses, he will not be defeated. Even if Yuan Benchu wins, he won't win. ”

Zhao Wen frowned and looked at Yang Xiu puzzled. He didn't understand what Yang Xiu wanted to say, this sentence was a bit twisted and a little mysterious. "Dezu, what exactly do you want to say?"

"I want to say that if the imperial court does not break with Yuan Shao, and the scholars do not abandon the habits of the party, the world will not be truly peaceful." He arched his hand, glanced at Zhao Wen deeply, and turned to leave. A knight waited with his horse on his hand, and he turned over and got on his horse, as light as a swallow. He raised his whip and rode away.

Zhao Wen got out of the car and looked at the figure that gradually disappeared into the distance, speechless for a long time.

After a while, Zhao Wen's carriage rushed over, and the horse pulling the carriage was covered in sweat, his legs trembled, and the coachman's face was even more ugly. The attendant rushed over and asked breathlessly, "My lord, you haven't been upset, have you?" What are they doing so fast, is it just this moment? ”

Zhao Wen's heart moved, and he turned his head to look at the carriage that was about to disappear, a little puzzled. He was sitting in the car with Yang Xiu just now, and he didn't seem to feel that it was too bumpy, the car was light and fast. His car is a new style from Chang'an Workshop, which is claimed to be comparable to the best carriage in Nanyang, and is sold for a high price of 100,000 yuan. He was reluctant to buy it, but the court specially allocated him one for the sake of face. He sat all the way over, feeling that it was more stable than most carriages in Chang'an, but he didn't expect to be compared to a half-used carriage rented out by Pingyu now.

The gap is not very big, but it is very unsettling, especially after listening to Yang Xiu's words.