Chapter 143 The people of Bingzhou have made the gods kneel

While stopping the chorus, Abe trotted to the boarding port.

It must be because of his subordinates who drank too much and sang blindly for eight songs, which disturbed the leader. Now he was going to be punished!

When he saw Zhang Cheng, who only brought one personal guard and one translator, Abei immediately knelt down and apologized in fear.

"I am afraid that the chief executive will be punished and killed!"

Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "Personnel Abe, please get up! Those who have a big holiday can say unlucky words."

Huh?

Doesn't the boss look angry?

"Yes, yes, yes, I said the wrong thing."

Abei stood up nervously and let him pass by. Zhang Cheng immediately stepped onto the springboard and steadily boarded the Sunrise Oriental.

After getting on the ship, Zhang Cheng asked, "Are you singing just now?"

Abei, who was following him, began to be nervous again, and did not dare to hide it. He honestly admitted: "When I go back to the chief executive, there are indeed some idiots who drink too much wine, shout and stop them..."

Zhang Cheng turned around and smiled and said, "Why stop it? Don't worry, I came to express my condolences to the lord, and I think you sang well."

Abe is a little stunned.

Is this the case?

The Japanese folk tunes are both tacky and unpleasant, far worse than Chu Yin!

But no matter what you think, the subordinates should give their preferences to what they like.

So Abe re-summoned all the sailors and gathered on the wide front deck to ask the chief executive to give a lecture.

Under the moonlight, under the torch, looking at the hundreds of Japanese people in front of him, Zhang Cheng greeted him in an unskilled Japanese language: "みんな, おがいいちち! (Hello guys!)"

Abe took the lead in applauding and hinted at everyone with his eyes: "Grandmaster! (Grandmaster is good!)"

The Japanese sailors woke up like a dream and shouted, "Great Guardian!"

Zhang Cheng pressed his hands down, and when everyone calmed down, he said in Chinese: "Today is Mid-Autumn Festival, and the lord cannot come in person in the east. I specially asked me to come to comfort you and bring a gift."

The general translation was repeated in Japanese, and Abe could basically understand it, but most sailors still had to rely on general translation.

After listening, the Japanese sailors were both moved and curious.

Thousands of miles away, the lord is still thinking about us. He is so kind, a hundred times better than the king in his hometown!

I just don’t know what gift will the lord give?

Zhang Cheng took a crystal clear wine bottle from his personal guard and displayed it in front of everyone.

Against the backdrop of the lights, the amber-like red liquid in the bottle shines, like a bright glow.

"This is a wine brewed by the Roman Kingdom in the extreme west, and it is a rare delicacy on earth. The merchants of the Western Regions transported them from thousands of miles away to the Eastern Capital. The lord bought them and sent them to Kuaiji, with a bottle for each ship. I wish all the soldiers of the Oriental Sunrise: Happy holidays and success!

“ひざまずく!(Kneel!)”

Abe shouted loudly and knelt down first. Then, all the Japanese sailors knelt half on the deck.

Zhang Cheng took a step forward and handed the long-necked glass wine bottle to Abei.

Abe held his hands high above the top and steadily caught the bottle.

"Thank you lord for reward!"

The Japanese sailors then shouted in the Chinese language of the Han Dynasty: "Some Chu Gongshang!"

Then Zhang Cheng smiled and helped Abei, saying, "Thank you all for your hard work, get up!"

Abei got up and said that the bottle of wine was about two or three pounds, and it was not enough for his subordinates to drink it even if they were twice as much as possible!

However, he had an idea and asked someone to bring half of the osmanthus wine jar to drink and pour all the wine in the bottle in public.

Zhang Cheng nodded, Abei was a clever person.

"My sons, it is a great honor for the lord to give wine. Everyone has a share. I will never return without getting drunk tonight!"

After Abei finished speaking, he spooned up a cup of wine and gave it to Zhang Cheng first.

"The chief manager worked hard and made great contributions, please drink a lot!"

Zhang Cheng took the wine cup, dipped the wine in his left hand and then the ground. Finally, he held the wine cup in both hands and drank it all in one go.

He showed the wine cup to everyone and smiled and said, "Drinking Saint!"

Abei had surrendered and immediately cheered in unison. Some subordinates took over Abei's post and began to drink wine for each sailor.

The atmosphere became lively again. Zhang Cheng asked what songs the Japanese originally sang?

Abei is relieved. It seems that the chief executive likes to drink and sing and dance, so that's easy to do!

"Young and young men, sing and jump!"

With a loud bang, the Japanese began to sing and dance, singing folk songs from their hometown.

"Chasing the mountain, small fishing the river..."

Zhang Cheng hummed a few words and asked Abei about the general meaning of the lyrics.

With the cooperation of Abei and General Translator, Zhang Cheng quickly understood.

This is a Japanese tune about your hometown, because it is easy to understand and catchy, and is widely circulated among Japanese fishermen.

After several attempts, Zhang Cheng sang with everyone.

This night, this scene, this song and this love made Zhang Cheng think of his family in Dongdu and his relatives and friends in Wuji, Zhongshan.

What surprised the Japanese sailors around them was that the noble general manager in their minds actually sang loudly with him.

"Chasing the mountain, small fishing the river..."

Although the pronunciation is mixed and sometimes the rhythm is not on the beat, Abei and others can still hear the true feelings hidden in the singing of the Grand Manager.

Wow!

The great manager who holds the power of life and death actually sang a small song from our hometown and could sing so seriously. It's great!

Only when he was a Han army did not encounter injustice or was looked down upon was he truly like a person!

Almost everyone calmed down and listened to Zhang Cheng singing with complicated feelings.

"Wow!"

The applause was like a tide, one more time higher than another.

After singing the song, Zhang Cheng found that it turned into a solo, and he felt a little embarrassed.

"Sorry, I sang it badly!"

Abei immediately asked, "My sons, is the boss singing well?"

The Japanese sailors laughed in unison and said, "Cai! Cai Cai Cai!"

At this time, a little sailor was moved and shouted desperately with the Chineseization of the slabs: "Loyalty to lord! Long live the great man!"

Another wave of sound surged: "Loyalty to the lord! Long live the great man!"

Zhang Cheng bowed and bowed around.

In short, Liu Bei used a bottle of wine and Zhang Cheng used a song to impress the Japanese navy and inspire the high fighting spirit of the Japanese sailors.

Following the example, the Royal Navy and the Yizhou Navy also held a Mid-Autumn Festival friendship meeting, which stabilized the morale of the army and increased morale.

Everything is ready, just wait for dawn.

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Taiyuan, Bingzhou Prefecture.

Compared with the deserted market streets, the lights and colors in front of the government office are decorated with colorful lights and lively.

Under the supervision of the sergeants, hundreds of residents were arranged neatly, carrying wine, food, gold, silver, plaques and other items, waiting to welcome the Grand Tutor of Yongzhou Prefecture.

There are still a hundred steps left, Zhang Yang took the lead in dismounting the horse and wanted to pull the horse and kick it for Lu Bu.

As soon as Lu Bu turned over, he got off the horse steadily and landed on the ground, holding the reins of the horse.

"Lao Zhang, what are you making trouble?"

Zhang Yang laughed and said, "Fengxian came from afar, I will express my feelings on behalf of the people of Taiyuan."

"Tsk, what are our brothers doing? Let's go!"

When they arrived in front of the provincial governor's mansion, the soldiers set off fireworks, and the residents all knelt down.

Lu Bu glanced at Zhang Yang, quickly threw the reins to his guards, and walked forward quickly.

"All the elders are like this, wouldn't it be a terrifying Lü? Please get up quickly!"

As he said that, he helped the three elders in the front row up respectfully, and looked at Zhang Yang again.

Zhang Yang then shouted: "Everyone, you can get up. This is the Marquis of Wuyuan Township, the Muslim in Yongzhou, and Lu Fengxian, who is from our hometown in Dabingzhou!"

One of the three elders with all white hair and beards trembled and walked up to toast with a huge sea bowl.

"The state patriarch rescues Taiyuan in danger, and the people cannot repay you. I wish the Patriarch a small cup of wine. I wish the Patriarch of Luzhou: Duke and Marquis will be blessed forever! Please drink it all!"

Damn, if I hadn't eaten it raw in the fish tank?

Lu Bu cursed and was very broken.

This big bowl of strong wine is at least two pounds, and the gods have to kneel down even when they come!

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