Wang Zheng naturally had no idea that his own plan was almost ruined by Yang Hong's advice.
After a meeting with Wang Xiong, Wang Zheng originally planned to stay at the embassy for the next few days without leaving the house. Anyway, according to the original plan drawn up by him and Guo Jia, his lord wanted to hide his strength and bide his time in the early stage. The specific work was carried out by
Wang Xiong and his men went to execute it.
Furthermore, when Pang Tong left, he had said that he would pay a visit in the near future. This sentence was naturally remembered by Wang Zheng. This was Feng Chu who was as famous as Wolong. Think about it, when Liu Bei wanted to meet Zhuge Liang, he had to visit the thatched cottage three times. Pang Tong is like this now.
If Wang Zheng takes the initiative, how can he go out at will? If such a person comes as requested, his master is not at home, wouldn't it be too rude?
Unfortunately, the plan could not keep up with the change. Wang Zheng did not want to go out, but someone was eager to see him. The embassy, which attracted too many people's attention, was obviously not a suitable meeting place.
After receiving a letter from Qiao Wan, Wang Zheng opened it and flipped through it, his eyebrows twitching involuntarily.
Seeing this, Qiao Wan on the side couldn't help but asked with concern: "What's wrong?"
"nothing."
Wang Zheng glanced at her and said that after having sex with Fan Wu, he suddenly became smarter when it came to matters between men and women. He had already realized that some of Qiao Wan's weird behaviors during this period were clearly against her.
He felt a bit affectionate and a little proud, but of course he would not expose his shortcomings and took the initiative to tell Qiao Wan about his family and Fan Wu. He just smiled and said: "A lieutenant under Yuan Shu invited me to visit him.
"
Qiao Wan said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions. Wang Zheng pressed the letter and fell into thought.
There were only a few words in Fan Wu's letter, but the general idea was that she wanted to see him and report something important.
It's normal to want to see him. After all, Wang Zheng is very aware of his amazing performance, and how satisfied and intoxicated Fan Wu was with her performance at that time...
It is inevitable for people who have been in the wilderness for a long time to know the taste of the marrow, but this "I have something important to report"...
Is it really important, or is it just an excuse?
After all, there is a gap in their identities. Fan Wu must also be very clear that the key to their meeting from beginning to end depends on whether Wang Zheng wants to see her, not whether she wants to see Wang Zheng. If Wang Zheng would fall out if he lifted his pants, she would actually
There is no way at all.
Forget it, let's meet him just in case.
Wang Zheng finally made a decision. Before leaving, he specifically told Qiao Wan that if Pang Tong came to the embassy, he must stay with him. When he returned, he changed into regular clothes, immediately got on the carriage and ran towards the Zhao mansion.
But when they came to the backyard, before Wang Zheng could say anything, Fan Wu had already bit her lips, stepped forward and hugged him like a cat, and moved her fingers behind his ears, which was very seductive.
Her eyes were originally bright, but now they were as bright as the bright moon, with a quiet brilliance that seemed to shine into Wang Zheng's heart, making him feel passionate and unbearable in an instant. The important things in his mind had long since disappeared, and with a roar of a tiger,
He had already picked up Fan Wu's legs and lifted her up high.
What a stunner.
Wang Zheng sighed secretly, feeling that the woman's body was plump but not heavy, with no bones in her body, just like a fish. His heart was filled with excitement, and his breath was hot.
Amidst the woman's coquettish calls, a tall figure strode toward the bedroom. Once inside, he didn't even take off his boots and climbed onto the bed.
When Wang Zheng regained his consciousness again, it was already dark, and Fan Wu was sleeping beside her, with a sweet smile of satisfaction on her face.
After staring at the woman for a long time, Wang Zheng suddenly realized that his dislike for her had become a little weaker than he realized. He couldn't help but sigh and thought to himself: "Hey, I seem to be becoming more and more hypocritical, right?"
He stood up, walked around the window, looked up at the night sky, stretched his waist slightly, his bones crackled, and he felt full of energy, and his spirit was also restored to an extremely full state.
Can Pang Tong come to the embassy today?
He secretly thought, it would be fine if he had not met a talent like Pang Tong, but now that he has met Wang Zheng, he would not let him go no matter what!
Even if Fengxiao may not return home immediately in a short period of time and join the system's team to lock in his loyalty, Wang Zheng decided to take him back to Xuzhou first.
Speaking of which, Pang Tong appeared too late in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms and did not play many roles. The talents he displayed are really difficult to compare with Zhuge Liang, who has been around for a long time.
But who knows Pang Tong’s abilities best? It’s his original historical lord Liu Bei.
And how did Liu Bei attach great importance to Pang Tong?
Wang Zheng remembered that he had read a very interesting statement on the Internet in his previous life, saying that Liu Bei in real history was actually very different from the established image in people's perception. He was a hero who could express his emotions and anger, and rarely shed tears in his life.
hour.
Such a hero actually only cried for the deaths of three people in his life.
One is Liu Biao.
Upon hearing that Liu Biao was dead, Liu Bei "passed Cibiao's tomb and left in tears";
The second is Fa Zheng.
After Fazheng's death, Liu Bei "shed tears for days", and the last person left was Pang Tong.
Moreover, regarding Pang Tong's death, Liu Bei's performance was the most exaggerated. The original text of "Three Kingdoms" said: "Words make tears flow!"
To put it simply, when Liu Biao died, Liu Biao cried loudly at his funeral. When Fazheng died, Liu Biao was sad for many days. After Pang Tong died, Liu Bei burst into tears whenever anyone mentioned this name.
With tears streaming down his face, he was almost truly close to the image of Liu Bei in "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms".
This is a treatment that sworn brothers never get!
Guan Yu died after being stolen from his home by Sun Shiwan. There is no record of Liu Bei crying in the history books. As for Zhang Fei's death, Liu Bei sighed: "Oh, Fei is dead!"
Of course, this does not prove that Pang Tong really outweighed Guan Zhang in Liu Bei's heart, because there are two possibilities for Liu Bei not to cry. One is that grief is greater than the death of his heart, and the other is that hatred and anger overwhelm sadness.
But Pang Tong's ability and talent were obviously greatly recognized by Liu Bei.
For Wang Zheng, that was enough.
When he was thinking about how to subdue this person, he was so absorbed that he didn't notice the slight movement behind him. He didn't wake up until he heard a gentle cry.
"Azheng!"
Wang Zhengxun turned around, only to see the gorgeous Fan Wu, wearing a thin Luo Shang, with a faint face and staring at him with a smile.
"What did you call me?"
Wang Zheng's expression moved slightly. The sudden appearance of this title made him feel a little dazed for a moment, almost thinking that the woman in front of him was not Fan Wu but Huo Si.
Because since the incident, only Huo Si and Wu Sheng still call him that.
Even today, there are actually fewer and fewer Huo and Wu.
"Don't you like hearing it?"
Fan Wu moved in front of Wang Zheng, wrapped her soft and delicate hands around his neck, and exhaled a warm breath:
"It is the custom of the Nu family to call you this way when you are close to the world. My parents have always called Nu Awu, and I am very happy every time I hear it. So I also want to call you this way. If you don't like it, then
How about I call you Yu Kou?"
Wang Zheng looked deeply at the woman. Different from biting her lip shyly before, Fan Wu seemed to be no longer shy at this time. She only trembled when facing his bright eyes, but still raised her eyes, with an indescribable look in her eyes.
The affection burned silently, not only was it no longer concealed, but it boldly faced Wang Zheng's direct gaze.
interesting...
This kind of sincere and unrestrained expression of love made Wang Zheng even more fond of the woman.
He raised his eyebrows and suddenly laughed: "No, I really like hearing this title."
After saying that, he added: "I also like my wife to call me that."
"Really?"
Hearing this, Fan Wu was extremely happy. She hugged Wang Zheng's strong arms, closed her eyes and murmured:
"Azheng, you don't know that before I called you this name, I was deeply afraid that you would be unhappy. I don't know how long I lingered, how long I hesitated, and how much courage I mustered up."
"Madam, are you so timid?" Wang Zheng felt a little softer in his heart, but said jokingly: "It's not quite the same. I remember when we first met, you were already very bold and unruly."
Hearing this, Fan Wu rolled her eyes at him with a bit of embarrassment: "The first time I saw you was when you came to Shouchun last year. How could I be bold and presumptuous at that time?"
"How can that be considered the first meeting?" Wang Zheng shook his head first, then laughed and said: "Even if it is the first time we met, I was drunk and ignorant at that time. It was only the first time my wife saw me, but it does not count as the first time I met my wife."
"That's in the other courtyard." Thinking of what happened that day, Fan Wu's face showed an angry expression: "I went to the door to accuse you, but you... Humph!"
That time, he mistook Fan Wu for a maid sent by Yuan Shu. It was indeed his own negligence. Wang Zheng felt that he was wrong and quickly coaxed her for a while. Seeing Fan Wu's anger turned into a smile, Wang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the sky.
Then he was ready to say goodbye and leave.
Unexpectedly, Fan Wu did not agree, but held his hand and begged: "Azheng, can you not go back tonight?"
As he spoke, he pressed his slender jade palm softly on Wang Zheng's chest, pointed his green-white fingers towards the south, and whispered softly: "There is a tall building in the backyard of my house. How about you accompany me to watch the moon and drink?"
Listening to Fan Wu's pleading tone, and seeing the affection in her eyes dripping down, Wang Zheng knew that this lady had completely fallen in love with him, and his heart was filled with an inexplicable sense of accomplishment. He felt so proud that he softened his heart.
a bit.
But thinking that Pang Tong might still be waiting at the embassy, Feng Chu was too attracted to him after all, and her heart hardened. Just as she was about to refuse, her stomach suddenly growled.
"Azheng, you are hungry..."
Fan Wu smiled tenderly, glanced at him charmingly, and said with trembling flowers: "I'm going to ask you to make some dishes. You just want to leave. Please feed your only son first and then go back to the embassy, okay?"
Without waiting for Wang Zheng's answer, he dragged him towards the backyard.
...
After they were drunk and full, the two of them leaned against the railing for a while, feeling that they had given Fan Wu enough face. Wang Zheng was about to leave, but Fan Wu still refused.
Did you kick your nose into your face?
Wang Zheng was a little unhappy now. He shook off Fan Wu's obsession with a little effort, and then glanced at her lightly, with a sarcastic smile on his face: "I thought Madam was not only beautiful, but also knowledgeable, but now
It seems that I was mistaken?"
He has been in power for a long time, and his charm value is high, but his mind has changed, and his momentum is extremely compelling. Even generals like Huang Zhong and Wu Sheng can't stand it, let alone a delicate woman like Fan Wu, whose beauty suddenly turns pale.
, the delicate body was shaken violently.
"Azheng..."
Fan Wu deeply felt Wang Zheng's displeasure, and was immediately frightened. She hurriedly said: "I just want to be alone with you for a while, how about you stay a little longer? Just a little while?"
Hearing this, Wang Zheng's heart suddenly moved. He remembered Fan Wu's previous letter. He couldn't help but glance at Fan Wu suspiciously and suddenly asked: "I almost forgot. Didn't you say in your previous letter that you had something important to tell me? In the end?"
What's going on?"
"I don't even know."
After hearing this, Wang Zheng's expression suddenly changed, "You don't know what's important? Are you deceiving me?"
At this time, Fan Wu Zhengfang peeked at Wang Zheng anxiously. Seeing his reaction, she instinctively felt something bad. She immediately explained: "Azheng, don't misunderstand me. I am not lying to you!"
"Someone wants to see you and has something important to tell you, so I asked you to come into the house. But she hasn't arrived yet, so I want you to wait a little longer..."
"Someone wants to see me?" Wang Zheng was startled and asked: "Who?"
Fan Wu originally didn't want to tell the other party's identity in advance because she was too sensitive after all. But seeing Wang Zheng's gloomy face at this time, she didn't dare to hide it anymore, so she could only whisper: "It's Mrs. Feng."
"Mrs. Feng?"
Wang Zheng was startled when he heard this, and when he was about to ask again, he heard footsteps coming downstairs. Soon after, a maid rushed up to report: "Madam, the distinguished guest is here!"
...
When Wang Zheng just entered the secret room, Mrs. Feng followed the sound and their eyes happened to meet.
When their eyes met, Wang Zheng was in a trance and had an illusion.
It’s not autumn now, it’s summer!
On the one hand, although the secret room has windows, it is an extremely closed environment as a whole, and the temperature is naturally much hotter than outside. On the other hand, today, Mrs. Feng is wearing a soft yellow and flowing Luo shirt, and she is wearing a lamp in the room.
Against the backdrop, Wang Zheng's eyes became brighter and brighter, shining with glory.
When Wang Zheng was lost in thought, Mrs. Feng's heart was also filled with excitement as she stared at the young man in front of her.
The man in front of her was an ordinary-looking man, not a handsome man. Today was the second official meeting between the two. But for some reason, from the moment the other person's figure was revealed in her eyes, she felt unable to control herself. Her chest heaved and she felt dizzy.
There was an unspeakable taste in his cheeks and eyes.
Neither of them said a word, and the small space became increasingly quiet, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
When Wang Zheng came to his senses, he was surprised when he saw Mrs. Feng's eyes looking over at her with some deep affection and nostalgia.
What's going on?
He glanced at the system interface in shock. That's right. The charm value is still 30. It hasn't been increased?
That Fan Wu was exaggerated enough, but at least she was related to her first, and because her husband died, her status was quite different from her own, so it was understandable that she threw herself into her arms, but...
But what is the situation with Mrs. Feng?
He was confused and subconsciously took half a step back. He closed the door with his backhand and then calmed down. He bowed slightly to Mrs. Feng and said, "Mrs. Zheng has met."
Mrs. Feng's eyes were fixed on Wang Zheng's face. She was stunned for a moment, not knowing what she was thinking about. After a while, her face became slightly dizzy. She turned her lotus feet on her side, moved her jade body slightly, put her hands on her waist, bent down and said in return: "Zhou
Mu Wanan."
After saying this, the two fell silent again.
Wang Zheng didn't know where to start. After all, it was Mrs. Feng who invited him this time. He was still confused about what the important matter was.
But when Mrs. Feng saw Wang Zheng in person, she suddenly forgot what to say.
The room was very hot, and the windows were closed. There was not a trace of wind, but there was a fragrance like orchid and musk floating from the roots of Mrs. Feng's neck and hair. It gradually turned from light to strong, surrounded the room, and then hit her face.
Wang Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and a poem suddenly came to his mind.
After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves.
There is no way to be ecstatic, the west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.