"Wang Zhengzhe is a native of Qijun, Qingzhou. He was sixteen years old when he first came to power. His parents and ancestors were all farmers (suspected). It can be verified that the three generations of Zhengzhe were all farmers in Zhao County..."
"In the winter of October of the third year of Chuping, he surrendered and joined the army, becoming the commander of the Yanzhou Army. In the autumn of the first year of Xingping, Cao Song resigned and died in Xuzhou. Cao Cao wanted to avenge his relatives, so the army rose up to attack Xiangbi. Wang Zheng took the opportunity A crowd gathered in Zhao County to start a rebellion. They said: "The way of heaven is selfless, and I should be the general of God!" The people all said: "It can be done, and I am willing to die for my service."
"Yu Shizheng then drew his sword and beheaded the guard. The camp was shocked. Captain Gong Xu led the soldiers to quell the chaos. Zheng Du killed dozens of people. The entire army was intimidated and no one dared to rise... "
"In the winter of the first year of Xingping, Wang Zheng led thousands of people to the north, and Xu He, the commander of the Yellow Turban Canal, also raised an army to belong to Yan. He brought in countless bandits and hundreds of thousands of refugees, and the army came to Zi..."
"In the spring of the second year of Xingping, the king's government had defeated the five capitals of the Han Dynasty. It shocked Qingzhou and became famous among the princes. He led 20,000 generals and hundreds of thousands of refugees to march eastward on the ice. He arrived at Langya, defeated five counties in a row, and went down to Kaiyang. The next battle will decide Pengcheng..."
"When Wen Chou heard that Wen Chou had raised troops from Hebei to break through Yunting, his throat, and wanted to attack Kaiyang, he ordered his general Jin Yuxing to deceive the enemy. Zheng led his cavalry to surround him on all sides, attack him from behind, and shoot with ten thousand crossbows. Kill, the earth ghost pierces the heart and dies..."
On the road paved with bluestone slabs, a carriage was galloping on the county government road of Langya County with the sound of hoofbeats. The carriage was not big, and it was not very luxuriously decorated. The two horses pulling the carriage were tall and handsome, but they made people feel One glance reveals the distinguished status of the passengers in the car.
At this time, Wang Rong, the contemporary head of the Langya Wang family, put his palms together in his sleeves and sat upright, silently listening to his son reciting all kinds of information about a certain prince up to now, with a solemn expression.
In fact, when Wu Sheng led his troops to capture Langya...
No, to be precise, it should be that from the day Wang Rong learned that Kaiyang was captured by the Yellow Turban bandits, he had already sent countless people to inquire about this army and their young commander Qu, and these He had read the news countless times.
As a famous scholar in the Eastern Han Dynasty and a master of Confucian classics, Wang Rong has a good memory. Speaking of which, he knows these messages by heart, not just by heart. Now asking his son Wang Xiang to read them is nothing more than an inexplicable panic in his heart, which makes him always want to see Wang Zheng again. Before that, just try harder to get to know him.
"Father, don't worry too much." Wang Xiang, the future Taiwei of Cao Wei and the teacher of Gaogui Township Duke Cao Mao, was just a teenager at this time: "The person who committed the assassination and poisoning was a descendant of the Yan family. Now Yan More than a hundred members of my family have been imprisoned, so what does they have to do with my Wang family?"
Although he is the eldest son of the Wang family, because his biological mother died young and his stepmother Zhu always criticized him in front of his father, Wang Xiang has already tasted the warmth and coldness of human nature at a young age and is quite precocious.
So when meeting Wang Zheng this time, Wang Rong thought about it again and again and decided to take him with him.
"What Xiu Zheng (Wang Xiang, also known as Xiu Zheng) said is exactly what he said!" Wang Dian, Wang Rong's younger brother on the other side, slapped his thigh and nodded repeatedly: "Even if a fire breaks out at the city gate and affects the fish in the pond, it will never burn our family. ah."
"My family and his Yan family just live in the same place. We are not even related by marriage to each other for three generations. If we want to implicate this son, we have to go to the Sun family."
"Didn't his Sun family's daughter become the Yan family's daughter-in-law just the year before last?"
"It's not that simple." Wang Rong shook his head, his expression becoming more serious. "Don't you forget that this Yan Fu came here with Wu Sheng's army. It can be seen that this son has been in the bandit army for a long time.
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"If you really wanted to poison that Zhuzi, why didn't you do it earlier or later? Why did you wait until he came to Wu Langya to assassinate him?"
"Brother means..." Wang Dianyi frowned: "It was only when Yan Fu came to Langya that he had the idea of killing the thief?"
"Could it be..." As if he thought of something, Wang Dian took a breath and said calmly: "Did Mrs. Yan really give the instructions behind your back?"
"How is that possible!" Wang Rong snorted coldly: "From the first day when the thieves entered the city, every big family like us has been targeted every day. It is really difficult to escape. We are so imprisoned that we can do such stupid things.
, It’s just bringing trouble to the family, that old Yantou can only do it if he is covered in phlegm!”
"But I met him the day before yesterday, and I didn't notice anything strange about him."
"Then...who gave the instructions?"
"I don't know." Wang Rong was also puzzled: "Anyway, this matter is a bit weird."
"The weirdest thing..." Wang Rong said: "As Li Ze (Wang Dian, also known as Li Ze) said, regardless of whether this matter was ordered by the Yan family, it should not be related to my family."
"Then Wu Sheng, why did you send someone to invite us into the mansion today..." Wang Rong frowned and said, "He also specifically mentioned that he would bring a direct heir of my family with him."
"Father..." At this time, Wang Xiang couldn't help but said: "Now we only know that Wang Zheng was poisoned, but we don't know whether Yan Fu succeeded?"
"If this is the thief..."
Under Wang Rong's suddenly cold eyes, Wang Xiang changed his words in time: "If it is General Tiangong... then it is true that Emperor Gao has a spirit and God has blessed him."
"If it were the commander-in-chief Bintian, the loss of such a division would be a disaster for the entire army." Wang Rong snorted coldly: "Fortunately, we haven't seen anything like this today."
"Father..." Wang Xiangzheng was a little confused, but he saw his uncle Wang Dian on the side had already intervened: "The expedition is suspended, but we all have to worship our ancestors and pray to God to pray that this god-general is safe and sound."
"Wu Sheng has been quite calm since he took charge of our county. Do you really think that he is harmless to humans and animals?"
Facing his nephew's surprised look, Wang Dian said sternly: "When the Yellow Turban Army entered the city that day, I leaned on the building and looked from a distance. I saw this boy with a small head and a sharp face, with a square forehead and leopard eyes. Do you know what this face represents?"
What?"
Wang Xiang shook his head, expressing his ignorance.
"Small head and sharp face, the last person with this face recorded in history books..."
It seemed that the mention of this name frightened Wang Dian. He shuddered involuntarily and said slowly: "He is the former general of the Western Qin Dynasty. He was slaughtered in vain!"
"Uncle..." Wang Xiang was stunned for a long time and then said: "How can such Guizhou thieves... how can they be compared with national warriors like Wu Anjun?"
"In terms of ability and achievements, the two are incompatible." Wang Dian shook his head and said, "I'm just telling you that this son is by no means a good person, and is even more violent and vicious. Wang Zhengruo will really die in our county.
,I am afraid..."
Although the words were not finished, Wang Xiang could already hear the unfinished meaning. Wang Dian meant that Wu Sheng would take the entire Langya County people to bury that Zhuzi with him.
"No way...except for the day when Wu Sheng attacked the city, he has done nothing so far. Not to mention our big households, even the common people have not seen any invasion."
Although he was precocious, he was still just a young man who had not been tempered by the world. He couldn't help but look at his father, but saw that he was also silent, obviously agreeing with Wang Dian's view.
"This is the key." Wang Rong said: "Wu Sheng, a reckless man, is so calm, just to win people's hearts, and this is obviously because of Wang Zheng's instruction."
"It can be seen that although this Zhuzi comes from a humble background, he is a man of some knowledge." Wang Rong said with emotion: "What's more important is that he still knows the smallest things. Wu Sheng is not a kind person, but he can still obey Wang Zheng's orders even though the sky is high and the sky is far away. This shows that
This son has extremely strict restraints on the troops and generals under his command, and he is extremely authoritative, so he can respond to everything he calls, and no one dares to disobey."
"Based on this alone, it is even better than some princes from famous families."
Wang Dian and Wang Xiang knew what Wang Rong meant. During the troubled times, he, the Wang family, also had plans to invest in one party. Cao Cao, the Mu of Yanzhou, and Yuan Shu, the Mu of Yangzhou, who were close neighbors of Xuzhou, were both targets of investigation, but the former was in Xuzhou last year.
Not only did they carry out massacres out of personal anger, but they also dug up graves to use as military supplies. This really made the Wang family hate and despise them, and they did not want to be associated with them.
Not to mention the latter. Although Wang Rong himself refused court appointments several times and never became an official, his father Wang Ren once served as the governor of Qingzhou. Wang Rong was not a scholar who knew nothing about military affairs. Yuan Shu seemed to be in great power now.
Fiery fire cooks oil, but in troubled times, in Wang Rong's view, the combat effectiveness of the army is the most important.
As for the Yangzhou Army, in terms of military discipline, military appearance, and even performance... they are actually very average. Even in terms of the first two, in Wang Rong's view, they are no different from most bandits.
How strong can such an army be in combat effectiveness?
"Speaking of which..." Wang Rong said with emotion: "If we just look at the army, I really admire this General Tiangong. Although he is a refugee, he has a good way of running the army. Just wait and see..."
He pointed out the window and said word by word: "There is a curtain between us, and I can feel the swords and halberds, and the military spirit is as strict as entering a thin willow."
"Indeed." Wang Dian nodded: "Although there were arrangements to open the city gate that day, even so, nearly a thousand defenders could not hold on for even an hour... It is really a powerful army, completely different from other Yellow Turbans
ah."
"It's just one moment, another moment." Wang Rong sighed: "My son was assassinated just as he arrived in Langya. I don't know how good or bad our trip will be."
Hearing this, Wang Dian's face also fell: "Young people are bound to be arrogant and arrogant. Brother, he won't be angry with my family, right?"
"Father, uncle, please relax." Wang Xiang consoled him: "General Tiangong can achieve his current achievements. Although he is young, he must be knowledgeable. He should not be like this!"
"Oh, I hope so."
When the carriage suddenly stopped, the three of them knew they had reached their destination, so they shut their mouths at the same time and walked towards the familiar mansion with their thoughts on their minds.
"Brother Shirong?"
Being led into the lobby by a group of tiger and wolf masters who were half escorted and half under surveillance, Wang Rong saw at a glance the current young master of the Yan family, Yan Jiao, who is known as the 23rd grandson of the Fusheng. As for the remaining people, although there are many, they are
They are all women who either have wet tears and look sad, or they are still crying.
During the more than 700 years from the Warring States Period to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the number of descendants of Yan Zi was not prosperous. From Yan Hui to the 22nd generation grandson Yan Liang, all were recorded as single generations. It was not until the 23rd generation grandson Yan Jiao broke the rule and gave birth to two sons, namely Yan Jiao.
Fei, Yan Sheng.
Of course, no matter how famous Fu Sheng is, it is impossible to cross the long river of time to withstand the sharpness of the soldiers. Therefore, at this time, all the Yan family members were half-kneeling on the ground, looking very embarrassed. They no longer have the grace, luxury and famous family of the past.
tolerance.
However, Wang Rong felt relieved when he saw this scene.
Even the Yan family has not been massacred or even imprisoned, so naturally the Wang family is not in any danger, right?
But, why don’t we see Yan Liang, the current head of the Yan family?
Just as he was surprised, he saw that Wu Sheng had come out of the back hall with an old man. When he saw Wang Rong, his eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "The master of the Wang family is here too. Just by chance, the general and the head of the Yan family have already arrived."
The deal is settled, it's your turn, please follow me in."
Negotiated?
These words made Wang Rong's heart skip a beat, and he glanced at Yan Liang again. Although on the surface, his clothes were clean and his expression was calm, it seemed that he had not suffered any torture that night, but his eyes were a little dark, and he no longer had the energy of the past.
Thoughtful.`
"Master Wang." Seeing that Wang Rong was in a daze, Wu Sheng snorted a little coldly and shouted: "It's not good to keep the general waiting for too long."
"Forgive me...Major." The situation was stronger than others, so Wang Rong quickly handed over: "It's my fault, please help me lead the way."
Just as he was about to move forward, he saw Wu Sheng glanced at Wang Dian and Wang Xiang again and said, "The Yan family has very little incense and only one male. Is your Wang family the same?"
"Why are you three here?"
Wang Rong and his younger brother and son looked at each other and replied bravely: "I still have a son. Of my two brothers, one has nowhere to go, and the other is traveling far away and has not yet returned home."
"Is that so..." Wu Sheng glanced at the counselor beside him, saw him nodding slightly, and said, "That's alright, come with me."
...
When walking through the verandah, although not many guards could be seen, Wang Rong and the other three could still feel their eyes everywhere, each with vigilance and inquiry.
And when they were brought into the elegant room by Wu Sheng, Wang Rong instinctively stopped in front of the door and straightened his clothes again.
As soon as they entered the room, Wang Rong and the three of them looked to the right in unison. It seemed that the light in the entire private room was concentrated in this place, making the originally bright private room become a bit gloomy.
There, there was a young man in black silk clothes sitting on the desk with his forehead in his hands, staring closely at a piece of writing, like a tiger sitting on a dragon's plate.
Even though the young man was not standing at this moment, Wang Rong and others could still feel that he was tall and powerful.
For some reason, the young man just frowned slightly, which made the whole room feel inexplicably depressed. For example, Wu Shengzhe was holding his breath and concentrating, not daring to take a breath. As for Wang Rong and the other three, they even felt that there was something behind their heads.
The cold wind kept blowing.
Is this the Heavenly General?
They looked at each other in disbelief, and a thought came to their minds at the same time: "The Lord of the Hosts is indeed extremely powerful!"
"Sit down wherever you like, Mr. Wang, and the other two."
Wang Zheng waved his hand casually to indicate that he was not putting on airs or showing off his power. Doing it once is enough.
It's just a coincidence that just now, he just received a message from a messenger sent by Pan Zhang. A very familiar name appeared on the letter, which gave him a headache.
Compared with this, the Wang family and the Yan family who were supposed to be the targets of Langya's trip, as well as the original business of negotiating with aristocratic families, suddenly became somewhat insignificant.