Chapter 117 Go to the battlefield without gunpowder
Although Lu Yan said it very easily, Mao Jie still felt uneasy.
Even after thinking about it for a while, Mao Jie still felt that he had to guard this place personally, "If you're not afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens! No, I can't worry about the safety of the workshop..."
But Boss Cao couldn't disobey Boss Cao's order, so Mao Jie quickly thought of an idea and said, "In this case, Boda and I will go to Juancheng first.
I will rush back immediately after we promote the Lijia and household registration systems in Chenliu County. Before that, Changsheng, you'd better not invest in the manufacturing of new things."
Ren Jun was stunned when he heard this and couldn't help asking: "Xiang Xianxiao, what about me?"
"You?" Mao Jie glanced at Ren Jun, who was tanned by the sun but still looked talented, and replied: "Just stay in Juancheng. When will the household registration system be stabilized? When will we come back?
thing."
"Ah...but I can't bear to leave you..." Ren Jun said a little aggrievedly.
"How can a man behave like a little woman?" Mao Jie has always had a venomous tongue towards the juniors close to him.
For example, Lu Yan, if Mao Jie didn't scold him twice every day for "not doing his job properly and being idle," I'm afraid he would be unhappy that day.
Lu Changsheng, who was not doing his job properly, replied: "In fact, you don't need to be too impatient, Mr. Xiaoxian.
The expansion of the workshop and the manufacturing of tools will still take some time, and the matters in Juancheng are related to Cao Gong's foundation and are extremely important, so we must not be distracted!"
"I still need you to remind me?" Mao Jie glanced at Lu Yan disdainfully, then took out two bamboo slips from his sleeves and said to Lu Yan: "Did you see, I have asked people to sort out all the important matters!
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"Just two scrolls of bamboo slips?" Lu Yan wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so he had to hand over his hand and complimented him with the utmost hypocrisy: "Nighide, cowhide, awesome."
Seeing Lu Yan's careless look, Mao Jie sneered, opened the bamboo slips, and said, "These two volumes are just catalogues. The real contents are packed into two carts!"
Lu Yan was dumbfounded and held it in for a long time before he finally said: "Fuck..."
"Ginger is still hot when you are old!" Seeing Lu Yan's embarrassed look, Yi Ji immediately spoke up to help him out again: "Xiao Xiangong is very thorough and impeccable in his work. We still need to learn more!"
Seeing Yi Ji being so considerate, Lu Yan nodded gratefully to him and said smoothly, "Yes, we still need to learn more from you!"
Mao Jie didn't mean to have trouble with Lu Yan, but when he saw Lu Yan's lazy look of wasting all his talents, he felt angry in his heart and wanted to escape from time to time...
Taking a deep breath, Mao Jie looked at this young man who had grown from a small official to the governor of a county, feeling very emotional in his heart.
"What is genius, and what is amazing talent and brilliance?" "Look at Lu Changsheng, you will understand!" This is what Mao Jie often said to his friends.
But he would never say these words of appreciation in front of Lu Yan, because he was afraid that he would inflate his ego.
Lu Yan turned his head, glanced at Mao Jie, and asked, "Xiao Xiangong, when are you going to set off?"
Speaking of leaving, Mao Jie really couldn't bear to leave the place where she had devoted all her efforts.
But fortunately, he was only leaving temporarily, and he would definitely come back later, so his mood was not so heavy.
"We'll leave at first light tomorrow." Mao Jie asked Lu Yan with a hint of sadness in his tone, "Changsheng, don't you want to say something to me?"
"Um..." Lu Yan was a little dazed by the question. After holding it in for a long time, he said: "Have a nice trip..."
Why shouldn't you write a poem to express your sorrow at this time?
Is that all it takes to say "bon voyage"?
"Ignorant and ignorant! Hmph!"
Chou Maoji angrily tossed his sleeves and left. He no longer dared to look at Lu Yan anymore.
Because if he takes one more look at it, Mao Jie will be afraid that he can't help but look for a ruler to slap Lu Yan twice and discipline him for his master...
Rubbing his nose, Lu Yan smiled awkwardly at Ren Jun and others, and then found an excuse to escape under the strange eyes of Ren Jun, Han Hao and Yi Ji.
"Fuck! Where is the book of Tang poetry and Song lyrics that the system gave me?
Dare you laugh at me?
See how I, Mr. Lu, suppress you!"
In Lu Yan's bedroom, he was sticking his butt out and rummaging around in the big box where he stored system rewards. The reward came from a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, "300 Tang Poems and Song Ci".
"Aha! Found it!" Lu Yan crawled out from a pile of miscellaneous objects, holding a palm-sized jade slip in his hand, and shouted happily: "Come on, watch me transform into a great poet!"
300 Tang poems and Song lyrics were imprinted in Lu Yan's mind.
I used to think this thing was useless, but now I realize that it is a powerful tool that can maintain my tall image at critical moments.
"I'm talking about being a teenager. I'm holding a yellow hand on my left, holding a blue sky on my right, wearing a brocade hat and mink fur, and riding a thousand horses on a flat hill.
In order to repay the beautiful city, I followed the governor, shot tigers myself, and watched Lu Lang.
Even though I'm drunk, my chest and courage are still open. There's a little frost on my temples, so what's the problem! When will Feng Tang be dispatched to Zhijie Yunzhong?
He can draw his eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf."
That’s it!!
Looking at the song "Jiangchengzi·Hunting in Mizhou" by Su Shi, Lu Yan immediately wrote it down!
However, Sun Langsun Shiwan, who shoots the tiger, is still a little kid now, so Lu Yan had to make slight changes to the content.
You ask who Lu Lang is? Isn’t it obvious?
...
At dawn, before dawn, Mao Jie sat alone in the carriage with his eyes closed.
He deliberately moved his departure time earlier because he didn't want anyone to see his slightly red eyes when he left. As for Ren Jun, he was not a child and would go to Juancheng by himself.
But Mao Jie's actions were still discovered by Lu Yan.
"Xiao Xian, please wait a moment! Sir, I have something you want me to give to you!" Xia Houlan stopped Mao Jie's carriage.
Mao Jie opened the curtain and asked, "Lu Yan? What does he want to give me?"
In order not to make Mao Jie even more sad, Lu Yan assigned Xia Houlan to give Mao Jie the poem he 'wrote' last night for him.
When he came to Mao Jie's carriage, Xia Houlan got off his horse, took out a piece of silk from his arms and handed it to Mao Jie.
Mao Jie took the silk, opened it and took a look at it. Then he put it away calmly and said to Xia Houlan, "I received it, please go back."
"Xianxian Gong, take care of yourself all the way!" Xia Houlan got on his horse and was about to leave.
"Oh! That's right! Tell Lu Yan that young people should make more progress. His talents cannot be wasted in vain!"
"Here! Lan Hui told Mr. exactly what he said!"
Lower the carriage curtain,
When he unrolled the silk fabric again, Mao Jie was already in tears, and his face was covered with runny nose and tears.
"In order to repay Qingcheng, I followed the prefect, shot the tiger myself, and watched Lu Lang..." Looking at this sentence, Mao Jie's face full of tears suddenly showed an expression of anger and wanting to laugh, "Is it amazing to defeat Lu Bu?
He also shoots tigers himself, look at Lu Lang, he is really an arrogant guy..."
Obviously, Mao Jie mapped Shehu into Lu Bu who was defeated by Lu Yan...
"Zhijie Yunzhong, when will Feng Tang be sent?" Mao Jie shook his head, wiped the snot and tears on his face, and murmured to himself: "I really don't have such thoughts! Mr. Lu, are you?
Thinking too much? That’s right, caring will lead to chaos..."
"I draw my bow and shoot the Sirius!" Mao Jie lamented, "I am also from a noble family, but after today I really have to show off the momentum to shoot down this Sirius!"
After a while, a loud laugh suddenly came from the carriage: "Ha! Boy, that's good! You finally look like you have a bright mind!"