Chapter 62 How can heroes and heroes live in the mud
Yingtian City in summer is hot and accompanied by endless rainstorms.
A heavy rainstorm last night stopped. After early morning, thin raindrops were floating in the sky. Coupled with the sultry heat and humidity, there were fewer pedestrians on the streets in the city.
From the foot of the imperial city, a figure swayed lightly, his cloak floated, holding a black oil-paper umbrella, covering his face with the umbrella cover, and walked towards the city.
The blue-faced and white-soled boots under my feet, stepping on the city streets paved with bluestone slabs, brought up wisps of rainwater.
Falling in a low-lying area, there was a warning sound.
This person walked very inconspicuously. When he walked on the street, he always walked along the street or at the base of the wall.
When he arrived in front of a restaurant, the man stopped.
The umbrella raised back slightly, revealing the face of Zhang Zhiyuan, the flag officer of the pro-army Yulin Guard.
He looked at the Zhang Si Restaurant sign hanging down at the door of the restaurant, then lowered his eyebrows and looked around. Seeing that no one was looking at him, he walked into the restaurant and put away his umbrella.
The waiter of Zhang Si Restaurant was standing guard in the empty restaurant. Seeing that there was a customer on this rainy day, he immediately came forward and asked: "Do you want to have a drink or stay in a hotel?"
Nowadays, most restaurants integrate food and accommodation, which can be regarded as an extra revenue.
Zhang Zhiyuan lowered his head and hummed: "Have the guests from Lanfang House arrived?"
He didn't quite understand why such an ordinary restaurant had such a single room with such an elegant name upstairs.
Seeing that Zhang Zhiyuan directly stated the purpose, the clerk nodded and said: "Lanfang House was assigned by the guest this morning. He also just arrived. I will guide you there."
On the second floor, there are several elegant houses separated by a row facing the street.
Without the waiter's guidance, Zhang Zhiyuan had already seen the single room with the Lanfang House sign.
Standing in front of the closed door, Zhang Zhiyuan did not push the door open immediately, but stood in front of the door and looked around.
There are only three or five elegant rooms on the second floor of Zhang Si Restaurant. At this time, only two or three rooms had their doors closed, and I didn't hear any big noise.
Zhang Zhiyuan calmed down and made his face look more natural, and then he gently knocked on the door of Lanfang House.
There was just a knock on the door.
There was an enthusiastic response from inside the house.
"Has Brother Zhang arrived?"
"Brother Zhang told me to wait!"
"I will definitely stay with Brother Zhang until I get drunk today."
There was a lively sound accompanied by the creaking of the door shaft, and Sun Cheng, who was also a member of the Hanlin Guards, walked out of the house with a smile on his face.
Zhang Zhiyuan felt slightly uncomfortable and walked into the house with his head lowered.
Glancing at the table, I saw that several exquisite dishes had been placed on it. A white wine pitcher was placed aside, and two wine glasses were filled with wine.
Sun Cheng still had a smile on his face, looking quietly at Yashe aside where Zhang Zhiyuan had not noticed.
When he came back to his senses, he smiled heartily: "Speaking of which, Brother Zhang and I were both born in the Yulin Guards, and now we are both serving as servants for the two His Highnesses in the East Palace. When I think about it, I have never had any wine. Today.
I have nothing to do in the palace, so I will definitely have a drink and talk with Brother Zhang until I get drunk!"
Zhang Zhiyuan smiled, took off the cloak behind him and put it on a shelf beside him, and sat down without being polite to Sun Cheng.
He pushed the wine glass filled with wine into it, and then asked calmly: "Sun Xiaoqi made an appointment with us today just to have a drink?"
Sun Cheng glanced at Zhang Zhiyuan indifferently, his brows were slightly the same, with a smile on his lips, he let out a laugh, shook his head and untied something from his waist.
A muffled sound.
The thing that Sun Cheng took off was pressed in front of Zhang Zhiyuan.
It’s an official badge!
Zhang Zhiyuan took a closer look and typed out that this was the official badge of the pro-army Yulinwei.
Just...
He finally raised his head and looked at Sun Cheng, who was still smiling in front of him: "It's true that I made a mistake and my subordinate made a mistake with his words. Please don't blame me, Lord Baihu."
The official sign clearly stated, "Jinjun Yulinwei Baihu", and the two small characters at the bottom were Sun Cheng's name.
The military system of the Ming Dynasty was based on the guard station.
Above the officers and soldiers, the small flag controls ten people, and the general flag controls fifty people.
One hundred households, one hundred people!
Further up, there are the governors, the chief deputy Qianhu, and the guard commander who can lead an army alone.
In just over a month, Sun Cheng has been promoted to two levels in a row!
Zhang Zhiyuan, who also arrived at the East Palace from the Yulin Guard, couldn't help but look thoughtfully at Sun Cheng, who was smiling all the time in front of him.
Sun Cheng waved his hand and casually took back the official badge he had just received earlier today to his waist, and said calmly: "It's just a hundred households, so we still have to do the errands we should do."
Zhang Zhiyuan smiled faintly: "Master Baihu asked his subordinates to come over today. I'm afraid it's for a drink, right?"
We are already here. If Zhang Zhiyuan can't react anymore, all these years of fooling around will be in vain.
Sun Cheng smiled.
He has just received the official position of Baihu, which he got because he kept delivering allicin to Habayashi Wei these days.
But I just happened to be able to use it today.
He smiled slightly and said faintly: "Actually, it's just for drinking. But these days when I'm with Third Master, I'm so busy that I can't get away from it. Now that I'm finally free, I can't miss drinking with Brother Zhang."
opportunity."
As he spoke, he glanced at Zhang Zhiyuan lightly.
Ever since the third master told him that he wanted him to spend more time with Zhang Zhiyuan, although he had not been able to do so due to busy schedules, he had also secretly allowed people to observe him.
Now Zhang Zhiyuan has gone from Yulin Guard to the East Palace and works as an errand beside Zhu Yunwen, the king of Guangling County. Apart from going out of the palace to Cao Guogong's mansion every day, he almost has nothing to do.
People who come out of Yulinwei are restless.
Sun Cheng knew this very well.
After hearing the other party's remarks, Zhang Zhiyuan's expression changed slightly.
But he still had dignity. He raised his wine glass with a smile and said, "It's true that my subordinates are stupid and have not offered this wedding wine to Lord Hundred Households."
As he spoke, he drank it all in one gulp, and then gave a loud drink.
It’s hard to see what the meaning is.
Sun Cheng returned the drink with a relaxed attitude, stood up and took the wine bottle first, filled Zhang Zhiyuan with wine, and said in his mouth: "We are all brothers of the same family, how come we are the brothers who grow up and are short of each other? It's just us brothers who follow the three of us."
"Master, you have done some things and you are just rewarded. From now on, if Brother Zhang doesn't mind, you and I will become brothers."
Zhang Zhiyuan raised his glass again and drank it all in one gulp.
Then he snatched the jug from Sun Cheng's hand and drank several cups in a row.
Finally, his eyes turned red, and he said in a deep voice: "My lord is brave and brave, and this reward is reasonable."
As he said that, Zhang Zhiyuan looked a little sad.
He doesn't know how long it will be before he can only be a trailblazer every day.
Sun Cheng saw the opportunity and knew that Zhang Zhiyuan was already unhappy.
Now he moved his stool closer to the other party and reached out to hold Zhang Zhiyuan's arm.
"Brother Zhang, an old friend said that a good bird chooses a tree to roost in!"
The next sentence is that a wise minister chooses his master and assists him!
Zhang Zhiyuan stared at Sun Cheng slightly drunkenly with his red eyes.
Sun Cheng smiled and patted the other party's arm: "Brother Zhang is a rare hero I have seen, and he is also a good son in the army. He is already full of courage and courage, how can he live in the mud and filth for a long time?