"We must first clean up the secret spies, otherwise the movements of the Tang Dynasty will be discovered by the Tubo people."

This is a suggestion from the Ministry of War.

The emperor agreed deeply.

But how to clean it?

Chen Qiu was speechless.

"The arrested Tubo spies are very tough."

"The mouth is very hard? I have seen the hardest thing in the world, but there must be no one's mouth in it."

Jia Ping'an went to Baiqi.

The Tubo people were tied to the torture room of hundreds of cavalry, and their bodies were covered in bruises and their heads were hung weakly.

He heard someone talking, and the footsteps gradually approached.

Squeak!

The long-lost light was projected in again, and the Tubo people looked up at the light greedily.

He vowed that he could be happy in his life just by sitting in a place with light.

There are many standards for happiness, but there are thresholds. For example, is it happiness to be a virtuous wife and a filial son?

Of course!

But some people are different. When they are surrounded by wives and children, they quickly feel fresh, that is, the threshold of perception of happiness has increased.

This is what is called ungrateful.

But this is human.

The only way is to break his current situation, let him fall from the clouds and experience all kinds of suffering, and then he will miss his past happiness. A small thing from the past can make him linger for a long time.

The so-called naughty is actually just that it doesn’t matter after the threshold is increased.

"Jia Ping'an!"

The spy gasped.

"Tell me, you will be forgiven for the secret spy list of Tubo in Chang'an and become a commoner in the Tang Dynasty."

A group of people followed Jia Ping'an.

The secret spy smiled and squirted hard. But because of his dry mouth and no saliva, it seemed like a joke.

"Dream!" he said in a hoarse voice, the Tang Dynasty dialect is very standard.

"Your persistence is useless." Jia Ping'an was not angry with him. "The Tang Dynasty has decided to send troops. Just before, the documents and fish talismans from the Ministry of War had been issued, and elite soldiers from all over the country entered Anxi one after another. In the autumn of this year, the Tang Dynasty will fight against Tubo in Anxi."

The spy's body trembled.

Chen Qiu sighed lowly and said to Mingjing: "The Duke of the State has indeed found his weakness."

Jia Ping'an smiled and said, "The Tang Dynasty has responded, and your persistence is meaningless. Tell me about the Tubo spies you know. The more you say, the better your future will be."

The secret spy struggled.

Jia Ping'an said: "I forgot to tell you that Wang Yuanyuan is already recovering. He said that he prepared countless tortures to serve you during his recovery period, which is guaranteed to make you suffer but survive."

The spy looked up, "How can I believe you?"

Mingjing just wanted to guarantee it.

Jia Ping'an turned around and left, "You have no choice."

After leaving the hundred cavalry, Chen Jinfa said: "The documents that summoned the generals of all walks of life have been issued soon and can be gathered within ten days."

The generals were guarding everywhere, and it took time to assemble them.

"There is no need to come to Chang'an, just gather on the way."

Jia Ping'an didn't think it was any use to let generals come to Chang'an. The only use was to meet the emperor and listen to what the emperor said.

"It's the same when you're over triumph."

Master Jia was summoned into the palace and told him about his opinion on summoning the generals back to the capital.

"You are full of confidence." Wu Mei said with some gritted teeth: "That is Your Majesty's authority."

Meeting the generals and asking about their well-being is a way to win people's hearts.

"Sister, it's just a fight. After the war, I and them all went their own way and never wrote letters on weekdays. Can you still have a different intention?"

Jia Ping'an felt it was meaningless.

"Gao Kan is too far away. He will be in Chang'an for less than a month. When he arrives in Chang'an, he will hear His Majesty say a few words, and then he will have to follow the army again... He is old and cannot withstand the tossing."

There were no airplanes and high-speed rails in this era. These military tycoons are old now. They are galloping for thousands of miles, which is no different from riding a bicycle. The key is that the road is too bumpy.

Who can withstand it?

Empress Wu was speechless.

"roll!"

The Queen of Martial Arts was annoyed by the back stabbing.

Jia Ping'an got out of here.

"uncle!"

Li Hong and his people were waiting outside.

"Prince!"

Jia Ping'an showed an old father-like smile.

"Uncle, I don't understand many things in this battle..."

Jia Ping'an said, "Look for a place, for nothing, I have to leave the palace, so I will find a place nearby."

The two sat down in the shade of the side hall, and Zeng Xianglin said, "Duke, do you want a map?"

Jia Ping'an shook his head, "No need, let's get sharp stones."

Zeng Xianglin went to get a stone, and it was very hard to hold it in both hands.

Jia Ping'an was covered in black lines, "What I want is a small stone to carve on the ground."

Zeng Xianglin: “…”

With a small stone in hand, Jia Ping'an casually drew a simple picture on the ground.

"This is Tubo."

Jia Pingan pulled a line, "From Luoshe City to Bolu, and then to the Pamir Mountains, look, here is Tochar on the left, and here is Shule on the right."

His paintings were easy and freehand, and Li Hong praised: "My uncle can draw them at will, which shows that he has been thinking a lot on weekdays."

Jia Ping'an nodded, "The so-called planning ahead, planning in the tent, winning thousands of miles away, sounds nice..."

...

"Where is Goro?"

The emperor was helped by someone.

Wu Mei stood up to greet her, "Didn't someone just say that Goro is here?"

Shao Peng said: "Your Highness met Duke Zhao outside, and the two went to the side hall."

"Nothing!"

Wu Mei frowned.

"Go and have a look."

After his vision blurred, the emperor's suspicion became stronger and stronger.

The emperor and the empress arrived quietly.

"You don't look at maps or the various situations of various countries on weekdays, such as economic, military and food... How can you plan ahead? How can you plan in the tent?"

"You are the prince, and now it is time to reserve such knowledge. If you have nothing to do, look at the map and see the situation in the outer vassal states, and be clear about it. If there is something wrong, these accumulations on weekdays can be used, and it is meaningful."

"If you don't do your homework on weekdays, when things come to an end, the emperor can only obey the advice of his ministers. The minister says that Tubo cannot be beaten, and the emperor who doesn't know the details can only obey. Why? Because he doesn't do his homework, he has no idea."

Li Zhi nodded slightly.

This is the correct education model.

What is the prince who can only learn Confucianism at present, can only read the books of sages, a group of bastards!

An emperor without such knowledge reserves is a puppet!

"If you don't want to be a puppet, you have to do your homework, starting from now on until the day you die."

Li Hong nodded, "I understand."

"Life until you are old and learn until you are old, but don't go into Confucianism in any way. You are the prince, not a great Confucianism. Even if you are morally profound and touching, it has nothing to do with the rise and fall of the Tang Dynasty. You will only be bad. Don't put the cart before the horse."
To be continued...