11, Wan'er (thanks to the book friend 'Going to work will die'
Although Wang Zheng felt uncomfortable being talked about in this way, since he was pretending to be drunk at this time, he couldn't argue anymore, so he pretended not to know and went straight to several cases, pretending that he didn't know anything about personnel.
He had the idea of pretending to be drunk, partly because he couldn't stand the cumbersomeness of these human relationships, and partly because he wanted to watch Yuan Shu and others' reactions, or whether they would say anything.
There are people who tell the truth when they are drunk, and there are people who listen to the truth when they are drunk.
No matter how good the average person is at drinking, it is common for them to be drunk to the point of unconsciousness after drinking dozens of large bowls, which is enough to win their trust.
But after the woman finished speaking, Yuan Shu, not to mention the others, slammed the table, stood up with a loud bang, and said angrily: "You woman, you always dare to talk nonsense!"
"Sister...junhou." That woman was Fan, the wife of Zhao Xun, the military commander who was previously impressed by Wang Zheng. Because her sister was Yuan Shu's concubine, and her husband was a general under Shu, she had always been a bit arrogant and rarely treated others.
He put it in his eyes, so he dared to speak to His Highness.
But at this moment, when I glanced at him, I saw that Yuan Shu had a gloomy expression, and he seemed to be really angry. He was immediately horrified, and he didn't even dare to call him the previous title. He hurriedly changed it to a respectful title, and he immediately knelt down.
"If a man has no manners, what will he do if he doesn't die?" Even though Fan had bowed his head and surrendered, Yuan Shu was still angry. He swept away the cup in front of the case with his sleeves and continued to scold him with a loud clang: "The governor Wang has all the honors and honors on his body.
How can you, a pavilion girl, talk about heroes based on what you gained from a deadly battle on the battlefield?"
"Come on, let me kick this bitch out of here!"
As the woman cried and begged for mercy, the palace fell into a brief silence, and everyone in the palace remained silent.
After a long time, Yang Hong coughed dryly, stood up and said: "A woman is ignorant and has little knowledge. She is not worthy of being so angry, especially if her anger is so intense that it hurts your body."
"Hey." Yuan Shu sighed, looked around at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "To say the least, she can be considered a relative of mine. Her disobedience today is also due to my usual neglect of teaching."
He then glanced at Wang Zheng and said, "The prestige of the king's governor has resounded throughout the Central Plains even before he was crowned weak. He is truly a well-deserved leader. If he is disrespected by this prince, wouldn't he make the world laugh at him?"
"You too, without any sense of propriety, actually got him drunk, what a shame!"
"Come on, get some hangover soup."
This was to test Yuan Shu's intentions, but he didn't expect him to react like this, which actually surprised Wang Zheng.
Could it be that I am a villain in vain?
I felt a little ashamed in my heart, but since I could only pretend to be drunk to the end, after this incident, although the banquet continued, it was ultimately of no interest. Soon after, when the sky was getting dark, Yuan Shu waved his hand to order the banquet to disperse, and then went to the banquet in person.
He helped Wang Zheng walk out of the palace and immediately ordered the officials to take him out of the palace to where he was staying.
...
The warm pure wind blew the window paper, sending the fragrance of flowers and birds singing from the pavilion into the bed.
I wonder if it was because he slept soundly on someone else's bed for the first time that Wang Zheng dreamed again.
From a very far away place, there was the sound of war drums and horns, the diagonally rolled flags, mixed with inaudible shouts of killing. As if they were suddenly getting closer, countless soldiers were lined up in square formations, and there were many halberds and swords.
Dazzling and shining, just opposite them, thousands of horse hooves galloped on the black earth, kicking up endless dust.
One after another, ferocious faces were in front of us, and the soldiers and horses of Cao Cao or Liu Bei were shouting and raising countless weapons.
"Kill the thief, kill the thief, kill the thief!"
Amidst the deafening killing cries, Wang Zheng was fearless, gripped the divine sword tightly, and was ready for battle.
Suddenly, a knife stabbed him from behind, and the tip of the knife was exposed in his chest.
Wang Zheng turned around in shock and saw a face twisted in disgust.
It was a yellow turban soldier, and he roared angrily: "You are not General Tiangong!"
"You are not thinking about us at all, let alone heaven on earth!"
"You're not even a Yellow Turban! You don't belong here!"
"Kill you, kill you!"
Countless people surrounded him, and he looked around in horror. They were familiar faces:
Yu Jin, Pan Zhang, Mi Heng...
There’s even Xu Fang!
The loyal subordinates suddenly turned against each other and became enemies. Countless swords were raised high against the sun, which was so dazzling and cold...
Wang Zheng suddenly woke up!
The first reaction was to immediately look towards the familiar suspended position.
The system is still there...
He took a long breath, and the dazzling sunlight forced him to subconsciously reach out to cover his face, and then wiped his forehead. He felt that his fingertips were wet, and then he realized that he was breaking out in a cold sweat because of the nightmare.
Mud, what's going on...
Why is every dream so scary?
He complained secretly, and then he noticed something strange around him. He smelled the inexplicable fragrance and looked sideways, only to see a sleeping woman next to him.
Who?
Looking at that charming face for a moment, Wang Zheng realized that this was the beautiful maid who served him at the banquet last night. She did not leave after sending him to the palace. It was obvious that Yuan Shu had given this girl to him. At that time, Wang Zheng I was also a little drunk, plus I had not eaten meat for many days, and the warm fragrance of nephrite, under the temptation of asking for anything, naturally acted out of my nature and went beyond courtesy.
Hi...
Wang Zheng was speechless secretly, not because he was pretending to be a gentleman, but because he remembered that on the first day in Yangzhou, he had nothing to do with business, but he let his second brother have a taste of it first. It was really ridiculous.
At this time, she seemed to be frightened by his direct gaze. The beautiful maid slowly opened her beautiful eyes. She probably had just had a dream. She stayed for a moment before returning to reality. A pair of bright and moving eyes met his gaze. As soon as he touched it, he was frightened and immediately lowered his head, but then he woke up again.
Is there any reason for a maid to wake up later than her master?
Immediately, he sat up in fright, and the quilt slid to his unbearable waist, revealing his beautiful half body. Then he got out of bed in a panic, grabbed something and wrapped it around his naked body, turned around, He bowed anxiously and said, "My servant Wan'er wishes to greet the governor."
Wang Zheng waved his hand: "No problem, I'll do it myself."
He just got up from the bed and was startled when he saw something. He immediately glanced at Wan'er subconsciously, looked down, and immediately caught a glimpse of the faint red traces on the two pink legs, and couldn't help but open his mouth.
this...
The fact he just discovered made him instantly feel pity for the beautiful maid in front of him.
"You..." He stood up and came closer, holding her pretty chin with his hand with a complicated mood, making her raise her pretty face: "Are you okay?"
The beautiful maid named Wan'er shook her head, then nodded shyly, and the red clouds spread immediately, making her ears and neck as magnificent as burning.
"Do you want to get up, Governor? I will help you change your clothes."
Wang Zheng shook his head, feeling a little lost for a moment.
I should have thought of it earlier!
Yuan Shu has been selling himself well. Since he is giving his daughter as a gift, how could he not give him a complete jade?
It's just... speaking of two lives, this is the first time he has encountered such a good thing.
Seeing that he didn't say a word, Zhu Er felt a little hesitant and awkward. He couldn't stand or walk. It took him a while to hold back a sentence: "I'll go get water for the governor first and wash up."
After saying that, he bowed, put on his clothes in a few moments, and turned around to go out.
"Wait a minute." Looking at the woman's somewhat twisted walking posture, Wang Zheng became more and more embarrassed. He directly pressed her shoulders and said softly: "There is only one thing you have to do now."
Immediately, with the girl's eyes full of doubts, he picked her up by the waist and gently placed her on the couch again.
"Just have a good rest."
...
The courtyard occupies a large area and there are many people there. Along the corridor, there are dozens of servants passing by.
It wasn't until we entered the lobby that we saw those familiar faces again. Naturally, they were the soldiers of the Tianzhu Camp.
"Where is the ancient sword?" As soon as Wang Zheng sat down, he directly ordered the only general accompanying him to come and see him.
"Here."
One group of soldiers walked out of the hall, and the rest reported: "General, Marquis Yangdi has sent several waves of people this morning. As soon as the general wakes up, please go see him quickly."
"What did you say?" Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Nothing."
Wang Zheng said oh, but didn't think much about it. For him, what mattered more at this time was the dream he had last night.
If I dreamed about Liu Bei last time, it could be said to be a warning sign, but this dream is completely unexplainable.
In popular terms, it is said that you have something to think about every day and something to dream about at night, but the problem is...
Wang Zheng, who has a systematic system, has never considered the loyalty of his subordinates.
Among the generals and ministers that I really respect, only Zhang Zhao is not in the system.
But even if the other party has evil intentions, he is a scholar and Peng Cheng has all the heavenly soldiers, what kind of trouble can he cause?
Where did the civil unrest come from?
Wang Zheng paced back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his hands, turning around and thinking hard for a while.
I walked around the hall twice, but still came to no conclusion. I was upset and couldn't help but become anxious. I was looking for a place to vent my anger, when footsteps came from the door.
"General." But it was Gu Jian who came: "Why do you call me General?"
Gu Qian
After many meritorious services, Gu Jian has now been promoted to lieutenant, so he has changed his title.
By the way, this person has not yet entered the system!
"It's nothing." Wang Zheng was moved in his heart, but he remained calm and just smiled and said: "It's been a while since we came out. Since we entered Yangzhou, I forgot to ask, what news has there been in the three counties recently?
"
"Major Yu sent someone to deliver a message early in the morning. Not long ago, Chang Xi was surrendered and more than 10,000 troops were recruited." Gu Jian said, "I should have delivered the message last night, but the city gate was closed early and I couldn't get in."
"Major Yu once said that since Changxi is newly attached, it is not appropriate to use his troops for the time being. We will discuss it again after the general returns."
"Yes." Wang Zheng nodded. This approach was calm and prudent, which was in line with the other party's temperament.
"In addition, when the envoy from Marquis Yangzhai sent the general into the palace last night, he said that although there are many troops stationed in the city, Shouchun City is large and has left space in the military camp. It is not suitable for friendly troops to be permanently stationed outside the city. He suggested that we arrange for soldiers to be stationed outside the city.
Enter the city."
"Oh." Yuan Shu was open-minded. Perhaps he relied on his large number of troops and was not afraid that his thousands of troops would cause chaos.
"Where are the arrangements?" Wang Zheng asked.
"On the left side of the northwest military camp, behind the camp wall, to get to the main entrance of the camp, you need to pass three or four thousand-man troops' tents. There are also troops on the left and right, and they are no more than an arrow apart."
"It's a gift from the elders, I dare not refuse." Wang Zheng pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement, and immediately ordered the people around him: "Gu Jian will arrange for the army to enter the city. You will pull out a hundred people and follow me into the palace later."
"Here!"
...
Dressed neatly, Gu Panjian saw a familiar face as soon as he left the house. Wang Zheng couldn't help but was startled. Just as he was about to turn his head and ask, Gu Panjian whispered: "General, the residence arranged by Yuan Shu is this person."
The mansion is near."
"The governor got up early." Ji Ling galloped closer, folded his hands and asked with a smile, "Did you sleep well last night? At the dust-washing banquet, the general made a show of himself. He shared a dozen drinks with one person, and he was very impressive.
."
"The lieutenant is joking." Wang Zheng shook his head repeatedly: "It's not like you haven't seen Zheng's drunken state. To be honest, I can't even remember when the banquet ended."
"Ha ha."
Ji Ling laughed loudly, his beard baring his teeth and claws, looking increasingly rough and evil.
You don't even need to put on makeup to act in a ghost movie.
Secretly complaining, Wang Zheng laughed dryly: "The county magistrate, the state pastor invites Zheng to see you. The elder is waiting. I don't dare to delay. I'll excuse you now."
"Wait a minute." Ji Ling said: "At this time, the governor is busy with politics and history and is not in the palace. Now he should be in the state capital. I expect that the governor may not know the way when he first comes to Shouchun, so I'll let him lead you there.
Bar."
Is this so? Wang Zheng could only nod his head, cupped his hands and said: "That's it, I'm here to serve as a lieutenant!"
"a piece of cake."
Ji Ling led the way, and Wang Zheng followed. As for Gu Jian and others, although they knew that Wang Zheng was very brave, they were in other people's territory, so they naturally did not dare to neglect them. More than a hundred people slowly dispersed, divided into two groups as if loosely and tightly.
, one party is guarding the rear, and the other is clearing the way in front.
To clear the way, let's not say that they have long been accustomed not to disturb the people. What's more, this is not Xuzhou but Yangzhou. They just shout a few words to chase them away. Other than that, the horses dare not rush and the whips dare not lift.
Wang Zheng has given an account. Liaoyang is no better than Xuzhou. In Xuzhou, Wang Zheng is the lord of a place. In Liaoyang, there are not a hundred governors but fifty or sixty, and there are many governors, general managers, marshals, provincial privy councils, etc.
I don’t know how many civil and military officials there are, but to be honest, people like him are just more than enough than those above, and they are nothing.
When passing a place with a strong smell of powder, Ji Ling turned his head and looked somewhere, suddenly spat, and then muttered a few curses. Wang Zheng had a very good ear, so he could hear clearly, but he didn't understand the words.
A dialect from an unknown place.
But even if you guess it, you know it’s not a good thing.
He asked curiously: "Jun Lieutenant, this place is prosperous, I don't know where it is."
"Where..." Hearing Wang Zheng's words, Ji Ling smiled mockingly: "The place where everyone can linger is naturally Zhangtai Street!"
Can't you tell, you are still a loyal minister.
After the combination, Wang Zheng immediately realized that compared to just now, it was Ji Ling who saw which of the civil servants under Yuan Shu's tent came in and out of the fireworks venue, and Gu Cai didn't bother to scold him.
"Prince, I don't like this kind of place." Ji Ling snorted and said, "Let's speed up and pass through quickly."
"Okay." Wang Zheng nodded and agreed happily.
The street was very long, but most of it had red sleeves fluttering. Not too far ahead, Ji Ling led him into a fork in the road and walked through two or three more streets until he finally arrived at his destination, the capital of Yangzhou.
After listening to Ji Ling's introduction, this was originally the Prime Minister's Office of the Chu State, and its layout has not changed significantly for hundreds of years. After passing the main gate, there is a pavilion in front of it, standing in the center of the corridor leading to the gate, called Lingjun Pavilion.
Lingjun is the name of Qu Yuan, the master of Chu Ci.
The pavilion is not big, but a stone tablet inside is very conspicuous. It was as black as if it had been burned by fire. Wang Zheng walked in curiously and took a look, but saw that most of the inscriptions on it were destroyed, and the only two sentences that remained were blurred.
Of course, even if it was clear, he might not recognize it, so he asked Ji Ling: "What is this writing?"
"Sincerity is both brave and martial, and ultimately strong and undefeatable." Ji Ling said with a smile, "I don't recognize these two sentences at all. It was Master Yan who told me."
"Although I, a rough man, don't know what it means, I still feel that it is very powerful and domineering."
Is it actually "Nine Songs. National Sorrow"?
"Domineering?" Wang Zheng shook his head, with a serious look on his face: "The officer's words are wrong."
"This is the way to describe being a human being." He said solemnly: "A man should be brave, strong, brave and resolute, and he should never let anyone insult him!"
"As people are like this, so is the country!"
Hearing this, Ji Ling was stunned, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, and when he carefully examined its meaning, he couldn't help but feel confused.
Looking up at the sky, nostalgic for the past, staring at the tattered inscriptions, Wang Zheng was filled with emotions.
Qu Zi has passed away, and the Chu Kingdom has perished, but he has left behind such character and character, so that three families can be destroyed by the Qin Dynasty, and when the land of China sinks in the future, a great man will emerge to save China.
Is there no reason?
...
The two of them continued to move forward. There were many people in the government office, and from time to time they bumped into a few civil and military officials who were walking in a hurry. Ji Ling seemed not very popular. Many people who were sitting at the same table yesterday just pretended not to see him, and he frowned.
Cold-eyed, disdainful of others.
Even Wang Zheng, who was a Yellow Turban bandit, was much more popular than him.
But it's normal. On the one hand, he is an ally of Yuan Shu, and his status can be said to be higher than that of all the other party's ministers to a certain extent. On the other hand, he is a thief of the country. In troubled times, he has now been regarded as the beginning of his foundation, and he is no longer as humble as before.
, where else would anyone dare to despise him?
Finally, we arrived at the lobby. As soon as we entered, we saw that in addition to Yuan Shu, Yang Hong, Yan Xiang, and even the general named Zhao Xun from yesterday were all present. There were also two civil servants, leaning on one side of a table piled with documents.
I don't know what I'm busy with on the case.
"Yu Kou, you drank a lot last night, why don't you get more sleep today?" Yuan Shu asked with a warm smile.
"Being in the military, I'm used to getting up early."
"Dancing after hearing the chicken is the true character of a military commander." Yuan Shu nodded with admiration: "No wonder he established his career at a young age. By the way, the maid I gave you as a gift is quite comfortable to use?"
"Zhou Mu's kindness..." Hearing this, Wang Zheng's face turned red: "Zheng is really ashamed of himself."
While chatting, Ji Ling suddenly took two steps forward, knelt down on the ground again, and said in a loud voice: "President Mu, I have something to say."
"What's the matter?" Yuan Shu was startled and said, "Get up and talk."
"The general was passing Zhangtai on his way here just now." He pointed his finger backwards, pointing at the sun outside the hall: "At this hour, there are already a lot of people."
"What's so strange about this?" Yuan Shu frowned, becoming increasingly puzzled.
"It doesn't matter if they are common people." Ji Ling said with an angry look on his face: "If you look closely, nine out of ten of them are our soldiers, and there are even a few civil servants and generals."
"If this continues, the morale of the army will be scattered and the government will be in vain." Ji Ling said: "Not to mention shaking the lord's foundation, if there is a war, what will be done?"
"That makes sense." Yuan Shu nodded, pondered for a while, and asked, "What do you think?"
"At this moment, your Majesty's order strictly prohibits soldiers from leaving the camp to avoid lowering our morale. At the same time, those who are not white must respect themselves and love themselves. They are not allowed to enter the Buying House without permission!"
Just when Yuan Shu was about to reply, he saw Yang Hong on the side had already taken the initiative and said: "Jun Lieutenant, Hong feels that this is inappropriate."
"What's wrong?" Seeing Yang Hong's objection, Ji Ling's face suddenly darkened.
"Soldiers and horses are the foundation of the master's body." Yang Hong did not look at him, but just cupped his hands and said to Yuan Shu: "Daily training is already boring, and we need to vent more."
"Besides, regardless of whether they are civil or military, those who go to break willows and look for flowers are not on duty. Soldiers do not delay their drills, which hinders patrols, and civilian officials are not slacking off in their affairs." Yang Hong said: "Why is the morale of the military scattered?
It’s alarmist.”
"Nie Chen!" When he heard the last sentence, Ji Ling was furious, jumped up and stepped forward, as if he knew he couldn't fight with words, so he was about to take action.
Damn...
Seeing this, Wang Zheng looked at him in shock. He, an outsider, was still there. Are all the civil and military men under Yuan Shu so wanton?
He looked around in surprise, only to see Yuan Shu, Yan Xiang and others entering the scene with expressions on their faces. Even the person involved, Yang Hong, looked calm and unperturbed.
"Don't worry, Lieutenant." Yang Hong smiled and said, "If you are not convinced, you can ask the Governor Wang on the side, what are the merits and demerits of this matter?"
"As far as Hong knows, Governor Wang also set up a women's camp in the army to comfort the soldiers."
Why is this all over my head?
Wang Zheng was a little embarrassed and coughed twice. When he looked at Ji Lingzheng who was staring at him and didn't know how to answer, he saw Yuan Shu laughing and saying: "Today, I have invited the governor Wang to come here because he has something serious to say."
At the same time, he comforted Ji Ling and half-reminded: "Let's put aside some small things for now and talk about it another day."
When his lord-in-law mentioned this, Ji Ling naturally couldn't say anything more, so he stepped aside angrily.
"Yu Kou." Yuan Shu looked at Wang Zheng again and said with a smile: "Yesterday I saw such a heroic young man like you for the first time. I was so happy that I forgot to ask about serious matters."
"How many people did you bring with you this time?"