The details of the people in the shogunate of the King of Donghai have long been clearly found by Zhang Wu. He understood very well that Cheng Hui was not comparable to ordinary officials who were close to Donghai. The family origins of this person can be said to be traced back to the ancient Yu, Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties. Later, the clan lived in Guangping for generations and was a famous family in Jizhou. His father Cheng Yan served as Weiwei, General of the Cavalry and other high-ranking officials. Now he is a mastermind of the King of Donghai with great reliance on Henan Pan Tao, Shangshu Liu Hui and others.
Although Cheng Hui himself had no knowledge, he was from a high school after all, so he became an official when he was a young man. He happened to be a servant when King Donghai served as the Fengche Duwei, and the two formed a deep friendship. Later, when the kings fought, Cheng Hui followed King Donghai and ran around and gradually became a very trusted aide. After the shogunate retreated to Juancheng, a large number of Caojiao's subordinates fled, and the remaining officials did not know where to follow. Cheng Hui directly took charge of many affairs as his confidant Gongcao, and his power increased significantly.
Novel: Since Cheng Hui was in power, a group of idle figures under his command also ascended to heaven. Zhang Wu put in a lot of effort against this group of people, first contacting them as a fellow villager in Guangping, Jizhou, and then luring them to the line with the horses and animals that the shogunate needed. However, Cheng Hui was very difficult to see when he was with the King of Donghai in daily life; the exchanges between the two sides were mainly conveyed through his subordinates. It was not until the day before yesterday that Zhang Wu invited him to come forward in person and admire the good horses he brought.
At that time, Cheng Hui was in a domineering manner, which made Zhang Wu swallow a few breaths of bad temper. Now seeing Cheng Hui panic, Zhang Wu felt relieved in his heart, but he did not reveal it on his face, and he still greeted as earnestly as usual: "What's the obstacle between Shu Hong Gong? Did he meet a rioter on the road? Carriages, horses, and property were robbed?"
Cheng Hui was not alone. He was with him, and there were more than ten companions with disheveled heads, muddy all over his body, and extremely embarrassed. Although the weather was stuffy, the clothes on his body were soaked in water, they still shook them with cold. More than ten people supported each other and followed Cheng Hui slowly, and they could no longer walk. Zhang Wu glanced at them, and knew that most of these people were noble people in Juancheng, dressed up by civilians. He despised such behavior, so he ignored them and took care of Cheng Hui to the camp and gave them a simple camp tent that had not been demolished for them to live in. He turned around and repeatedly called for his subordinates to prepare clean hot water and fill their stomachs. He ordered people to bring some horses with a complete saddle and snatch, saying that they were given to Cheng Hui for use along the way.
Zhang Wu was born as a bandit, and his words were inevitably vulgar. His skill in flattering and flattering was far less than that of the people in the officialdom. If Cheng Hui relied on his noble status, no matter how much Zhang Wu catered, he would be calm. But at the moment when he was in a hurry, such real treatment was really different from the difficulties and hardships that everyone experienced personally. The group immediately regarded Zhang Wu as a life-saving straw and could enjoy it no matter how they looked at it.
After a while, Zhang Wu had something to go out to make arrangements, so only Cheng Hui and others were left in the tent sitting or lying exhausted. Cheng Hui struggled to get up, opened the tent and looked out. He saw that the entire camp was almost finished. Zhang Wu was leading a few men in costume to tie the horses with cowhide ropes to Cheng, and did not pay attention to the lonely tent. His subordinates either tied their luggage or assigned bows, arrows, swords and swords, and were all busy with the affairs at hand, and no one looked at the direction of the tent. This situation made Cheng Hui breathe a sigh of relief, put down the curtain and retracted it into the tent.
This method of playing hard to get was used by Zhang Wuxi when he was using it when he was slaughtering business trips in Taihang Mountains. He had already arranged everything, but based on how Cheng Hui planned it, he would always fall into his own calculations, so he did not take Cheng Hui's small movements seriously. Sure enough, not long after, Cheng Hui came out of the tent again and leaned closer to Zhang Wu in circles: "Mr. Zhang, the situation is like this now... Where do you and your fellow disciples want to go?"
"There is no business to be done, where can we go? Let's set off and return home while the thieves have not yet launched a large-scale encirclement! Shuhonggong, don't delay too much. Take a rest for a while and leave quickly!"
Zhang Wu's subordinates were ready to go now. Zhang Wu responded to Cheng Hui's words and kept walking. Cheng Hui stomped on the mud in the forest and chased Zhang Wu: "Brother Zhang, don't hurry to leave. I still have a business here, a big business!"
"It is true that I, Zhang Wu, are a businessman, but now the sword and axe of the Jie thief are coming, so how can I have the intention to discuss business with you?" Zhang Wu jumped into a horse, looked at Cheng Hui's exaggerated face and sighed, shaking the reins and setting off.
Cheng Hui rushed forward a few steps, clasped the other end of the horse's reins tightly, and stopped the horse. Because his fat face, covered with oil and sweat, was tightly pressed against the side of the horse's neck, the untrimmed mane penetrated into his nostrils, causing him to sneeze violently. Cheng Hui shouted during the continuous sneezes: "This can bring you a business that can bring you a wealth of wealth! A wealth of wealth!"
Hearing Cheng Hui's shouting, the entire team became turbulent. Zhang Wu was also stunned, with a suspicious look: "Uh...spread the sky and wealth?"
Cheng Hui eagerly focused on the key points.
But Zhang Wu looked at Cheng Hui, then stood up and looked at the fugitives outside the forests, sneered, and pulled the reins again, and seemed to not take the so-called "wealth to the sky" seriously.
"Take it slow! Take it slow!" I don't know where Cheng Hui got the courage, but he actually rushed forward and hugged the horse's neck tightly. The man's body was fat and weighed nearly 200 kilograms, which immediately forced the horse to neigh and step on the ground with his front hooves back and forth, making it difficult to move forward.
Zhang Wu's eyes flashed, and finally turned over and dismounted helplessly, bowed and said, "Donald Shuhong, you are the vital minister of the King of Donghai. Everyone in Juancheng knows that you have a high position and a powerful shogunate. In the eyes of us humble people, you are like a god in the sky. If you can get your care in the past, it would be a great blessing. But no matter how big the business is, you have to have your life to do it, right? Alas... you should hurry up and chase the King of Donghai's team. We are the common people who are going to escape and dare not expect too much."
Hearing Zhang Wu's words, Cheng Hui was not busy answering, but only showed a slight look on his face.
After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind and lowered his voice: "Brother Zhang, the situation is like this, what you said is not unreasonable. But... I must ask my brother to keep Yuzhi for a while and see someone in the tent. After seeing this person, if my brother insists on parting ways, I will never stop him!"
Zhang Wuzhen didn't expect this change. He looked at the lonely camp behind Cheng Hui suspiciously, and suddenly felt a little nervous out of thin air.
"Who do you see?" He couldn't help but raise his hand and pressed it on the hilt of the knife around his waist.
Cheng Hui placed his hands like a windmill: "We have no malice, so my brother doesn't have to do this. What's more, a group of unarmed people in trouble, why should they be so vigilant? However, this person has a special identity, so...hehe, no matter what, please let me get in for a while, brother."
Without Cheng Hui's words, Zhang Wu also felt that his actions seemed to be showing weakness. He snorted coldly, moved his hand away from the hilt of the knife, and walked towards the camp: "I really don't know what kind of noble man he is. Cheng Gongcao said you want to see him, so let's see him!"
With a loud bang, Zhang Wu stepped inside. The change from the light to the darkness made him feel instinctively dark. He opened his eyes and looked forward, but he saw that more than ten embarrassed people were sitting upright, surrounded by a man in the middle like stars holding the moon. Before Zhang Wu could ask, someone shouted loudly: "Prime Minister, lead the governor of Yanzhou, governor of Yanyu Si Ji You and the military of the six states. Your Highness of the King of Donghai is here, and you will not kneel down to pay homage!"
Chapter completed!