Lu Wende was sure that he would defeat Li Xia in this battle this year, so he entertained Lu Puman with peace of mind.

It's night and Feng Yuan is brightly lit.

In a corner of the outer garden, Lu Fu and Lu Wenfu's guards moved into a room together.

"Remember, you will be a member of the Lu family from now on, and you can work for the third master with peace of mind."

After the guard leader said this, he did not immediately trust Lu Fu and arranged for two more people to live with him.

The Lu Jiajun were known as the "Black Charcoal Group" and were known in Jinghu for their group-based xenophobia. This xenophobia did not mean that they did not accept newcomers at all.

On the contrary, they have their own set of practices that make people loyal to them wholeheartedly.

Newcomers need to obey them and start from low-level jobs. Those who are arrogant, hard-boned and unwilling to be oppressed by them will be excluded and suppressed.

Lu Wende was born in Tanfu, and these practices were actually learned from the way bandits recruited people to join their gangs.

That night, Lu Fu squatted by a small ditch, cleaning the bucket for Lu Wenfu's guards.

The disgusting stench in Gongtong came to him, and he tried hard to forget that he was once a general.

He followed Jiang Cai to the King of Qin, and in recognition of his service, he was promoted to a general; to serve as the king and emperor, he could have been promoted to a commander... But in fact, he always knew that he did not have this ability, and he was just lucky. , caught up with such a good thing.

"I don't deserve it." Lu Fu smelled the smell of old feces and urine and thought to himself: "I don't deserve it. I should leave my luck to my younger brother."

The feeling of regret in his heart could no longer be suppressed by the thought of "my younger brother passed the imperial examination". He could only dissipate this feeling of regret biting at the top of his heart by belittling himself.

Because he knew it was impossible to go back.

In this way, Lu Fu stayed in Ezhou for a few days.

In fact, Lu Wenfu's bodyguard also had no shortage of servants to wash the toilet bowls. The reason why Lu Wenfu was asked to do this was just to see if this man would be obedient.

Lu Fu's obedience and honesty allowed her to pass this test and be able to follow the two guards like a follower.

Occasionally, I can hear about some important events of the Lu family.

"On the seventh day of August, Shaobao will personally raise troops to support Jiangling Mansion."

"Then we can't celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival in Ezhou."

"Haha, can we go after the Mid-Autumn Festival? That's a war, a national event."

"Lu Shaobao is indeed the pillar of the Song Dynasty.

"To be honest, is the Third Lieutenant going? If the Third Lieutenant also goes, we may have to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival on a warship outside Jiangling City... I also plan to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with Liu."

"Hahaha, send some money home and spend your salary on women's bellies all the time."

"It's better than Tian Lao Gou gambling."

Lu Fu, who was standing aside to refill the drinks for those people, suddenly had an idea flash in his mind when he heard "Outside Jiangling City". He was about to think about it carefully when he was suddenly glared at.

"What are you doing with your ears so high? Do you want to hear me? Pour some wine."

Lu Fu didn't dare to speak and quickly added more wine.

Later, these few people continued to talk and said: "The Third Lieutenant is not going, and the envoy from Meng Yuan has not left yet. The Third Lieutenant is guarding Ezhou and will entertain him by the way."

Suddenly, I saw the steward of the front yard running over in a hurry and said, "How much do you drink in broad daylight? A group of people are here to escort Mr. Shen across the river."

"Huh? Mr. Shen. The brothers are all drunk. Please go over there and look for the steward..."

"If you haven't drunk, come with me."

Lu Fu thought and quickly followed.

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A river boat rows across the Yangtze River.

Jinghu North Road Transfer Officer Shen Huan stood on the bow of the ship with his hands behind his back, his long beard swaying gently with the river breeze.

He looked at the water of the Yangtze River, and he didn't know what he thought of, so he recited a poem.

"Wang Ruilou's boat disembarked from Yizhou, and the King of Jinling lost his spirit sadly. Qianxun's iron chain sank to the bottom of the river, and a banner fell out of the stone."

No one else on the ship understood.

Only Shen Huan stood there alone, "How many times in this life have we regretted the past, and the mountain shape is still pillowed by the cold current."

After reading the poem, he felt sad for a long time.

At this time, the boat had just rowed to the center of the river. Shen Huan was tired from standing. He sat down, looked up at a man and said, "You are holding the boat very firmly. You are a personal soldier of Lieutenant Lu Third."

"I don't know if...it was Lieutenant Lu San who saved me...little man."

"Huaiyou people?"

"Yes, from Hanshan, Huaiyou."

"I have a few people who were born near Hanshan in the same year. What are your names?"

"Little man Lu Fu."

Lu Fu answered, and then looked at Shen Huanshen, the transfer envoy, and immediately felt a sense of reverence.

He had been following his mother since he was a child, and the people in the village respected the old husband who became an official as a god. When he saw Shen Huan again today, he immediately thought of that old husband.

A high-ranking civil servant like Shen Huan was the most noble figure in the Song Dynasty for more than three hundred years.

"Mr. Shen, I want to ask you to be the master. Is it possible?"

"oh?"

"I have an acquaintance, and something happened to me...I don't know..."

Halfway through his words, Lu Fu hesitated again.

He has always been a bit slow-minded.

However, Shen Huan's face became solemn and he stroked his beard and said, "Have you encountered any injustice? Just report it to me and I will make the decision for you?"

"Really?" When Lu Fu saw his stern expression, his scruples immediately disappeared, and he said, "I have a friend named A Mao, who seemed to have been killed on the Yangtze River." .”

"Do you know who the murderer is?"

"No...I don't know. The villain guessed that maybe someone on the ship had a problem with him."

Lu Fu hesitated again, thinking of the duck leg bone that had been sucked clean, so he told the story of that day in detail, starting with: "A life has been lost like this. I want to ask my husband... can you?" Check..."

Shen Huan suddenly sighed and murmured: "Human life."

After reading these two words, the comfort envoy stood up and put his hands behind his back again, saying: "Speaking of human lives, do you know how many people have died in Jiangling Mansion every day since Li Ni's rebellion?"

Lu Fu was stunned.

Shen Huan sighed again and said, "In these troubled times, human life is like a piece of grass."

"But Ah Mao didn't die on the battlefield..."

Shen Huan waved his hand and shouted: "That man! There is no proof and no evidence, just seeing a pool of blood, alleging an unjust case, how unworthy is it?!"

Lu Fu was stunned for a moment.

If it weren't for the fact that in the past two years in the Wanzhou Army, trainers often taught him the truth of the world, he would have been frightened by Shen Huan.

Looking around at this moment, he actually saw the faces of some scholar-bureaucrats that he had not seen clearly in the past twenty years.

A guard came over, leaned into Lu Fu's ear, and chuckled.

"Idiot, he is such an idiot."

The river boat slowly stopped on the shore.

Lu Fu followed the guards off the boat in a daze, only to see a large tent in front of him...the Mongolian tent.

Mongolian flags are flying.

Many Mongolians were riding horses around the camp, cheering one after another.

Lu Fu didn't understand what he was doing.

So he looked back and suddenly discovered that there were several large ships on the Yangtze River heading this way.

"Shen Huan, the deputy transfer envoy of Jinglu North Road, has met your Excellency."

"Where is Lu Wende? Where is your transport envoy?!

"Lü Shaobao has military duties and cannot come. The transfer envoy is on the big ship behind. We will send our superiors to inform you, so as not to keep you waiting for a long time."

"How long will it take them to collect the annual coins?!"

"Soon... soon..."

Only then did Lu Fu realize what he was doing. He stood there stupidly, looking at the green mountains in the distance, and was lost in thought for a long time.

Until a loud noise was heard.

"Crash la la la..."

Turning around to look, I saw a box that had been knocked over by Lifu, smashed to the ground, and a box full of silver rolled out.

Lu Fu suddenly felt a sore nose inexplicably and his eyes were red.
To be continued...