It's night, in the backyard of the prefect's Yamen.
The three brothers sat at the same table, picked up the wine glasses together, and drank the wine in the glasses.
After drinking a glass of wine, Zhang Fuzun looked at Shen Yi and asked curiously: "I heard that Old Man Jiang's grandson also came to Huai'an with Zi Heng. Where is that little guy?"
Zhang Jian poured wine for Shen Yi and said with a smile: "Although he is not in the same group as us, we should bring him over and have a meal together, otherwise he will be too unfamiliar and lose face."
The three people here, Shen Yi, Zhang Jian, and Zhao Jizhou, are all "related to each other", or in other words, they are all brothers. In this era, they are "in the same group", especially in the officialdom, they are born to
A group that should stick together.
Shen Yi smiled and said: "This eldest grandson in Jiang Shangshu's family is quite aggressive. In my imperial envoy's camp, he had to join the army. I couldn't force him to go, so I wrote him a note.
Let him go find Xue Wei."
Zhang Jian was stunned and a little surprised: "Really?"
Although Jiang Ming is an inconspicuous person, his grandfather is amazing!
That's six ministers! No matter how bad things have been in the Ministry of War over the years, Jiang Shangshu's status as the Great Nine Ministers will always remain. It is no exaggeration to say that the somewhat aggressive Mr. Jiang, even in Jiankang City
, can squeeze into the ranks of the first-line yamen.
Moreover, it will be very easy to squeeze in.
"How can this be false?"
Master Shen ate his food and said calmly: "If he wants to go, let him go. I told Xue Wei to let him train Mr. Jiang normally. He might not be able to survive until the war starts, so he can't bear to leave.
, when the time comes, I can arrange some free time for him at the Imperial Envoy's headquarters, which will be considered worthy of my old boss."
"Tsk."
Zhang Fuzun also ate his food, shook his head and sighed: "Anyway, he can't live long enough to live in Jiankang. He is willing to go to Huai'an with you, and even takes the initiative to go to the army to endure hardships. This person is not bad. See you next time."
When I get to him, I have to get to know him."
When Shen Yi and Zhang Jian were talking, Zhao Jizhou kept his head down while eating and drinking without saying anything. After hearing Zhang Jian's words, the second young master Zhao silently raised his head and gave Zhang Jian a resentful look.
Only then did Zhang Fuzun react. He coughed and quickly poured wine for Zhao Jizhou. He said with a smile: "Junior brother, don't get me wrong. I am definitely not talking about you. You are doing things wherever you are doing things. You are on the Imperial Envoy
Working there may not be worse than working in the army, and it may be much more useful than joining the army."
Zhao Jizhou raised his head, drank a glass of wine in one gulp, then put the glass on the table and said in a low voice: "Among the three brothers, I am the least promising."
"If you can't do it with words, you can't do it with force!"
The two brothers at the same table are both of the same age, one is the prefect of Huai'an, and the other is the local emperor of Huai'an. He is partial to himself, and he wants status but not status, and he has ability but not ability.
Everyone will feel distressed and depressed.
"Not only have I accomplished nothing after being idle for more than 20 years, but now I can't even go back home!"
Shen Yi patted Zhao Er on the back and said, "Second brother, you can do things anywhere. When my uncle asked you to come to Huai'an, he didn't say that you had to go to the battlefield."
"He doesn't want you to make a career in Huai'an."
Master Shen picked up the wine glass, clinked it with Zhao Er, and said: "Uncle, I want you to calm down and be more down-to-earth in Huai'an. Even if you are just doing some small things in the imperial envoy's camp, as long as you can calm down."
Do it seriously.”
"Uncle will be very happy."
Mr. Shen smiled and said: "Second brother, you and I are both parents. Think about it for yourself. How can any parent refuse to let their children go home? If you stay in Huai'an for a year and a half, then
If your uncle doesn't let you in when you go home, I'll go and tell him."
Zhao Er lowered his head and took a sip of wine without replying.
Zhang Jian gave him a cup, patted his shoulder, and said: "Junior brother, if you continue to be so decadent, you really won't be able to return home. You are in Huai'an, as long as you work seriously, and the teacher won't let you go home, I
I’ll tear down the Zhao family’s door and send you back home too!”
Zhao Jizhou has a very cheerful temperament, and he will only be depressed for a while. Hearing this, he raised his head and took a sip of wine, and glared at Zhang Jian: "Why are you bullying me for not having read a book? You still want to tear down the door of my house!"
Zhang Jian laughed, picked up the wine glass and touched it with Zhao Jizhou. The two brothers raised their heads and drank down the wine in one gulp.
After drinking the glass of wine, Zhang Jian looked at Shen Yi and asked: "What is Ziheng's schedule this year? Is there any place where the prefect's Yamen can help you?"
"Of course there is, but the time has not yet come."
Shen Yi looked up at the sky and sighed slightly: "It's February now. If we don't start fighting this month, we will definitely start fighting next month. There will be many places that will trouble our senior brother."
Zhang Jian smiled and shook his head: "This is out of context. Wherever I can help you, I will do my best. I'm afraid that the prefect's Yamen has little ability and won't be able to help you much."
The three brothers drank a few more drinks. Zhang Jian put down his wine glass, yawned and said, "After today's drink, I will invite you to have another drink in a few days."
Zhao Er became lively now. He winked at Zhang Jian and said with a smile: "Why, senior brother couldn't bear the loneliness and took a concubine in Huai'an?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jian did not reply immediately, but looked at Shen Yi with a smile.
Mr. Shen's face looked a little unnatural, he lowered his head and pretended to take a sip of wine.
Zhang Fuzun then said with a smile: "No, my wife's eldest son will come to Huai'an in a few days. When the time comes, my wife will cook and treat you two to a drink."
Upon hearing his words, Zhao Jizhou's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
Shen Yi also sighed slightly: "Senior brother really brought his family here."
Zhang Jian smiled heartily: "Mr. Zhang means what he says. I can't be a naked official here and then let the folks in Huai'an trust me."
"Moreover."
Zhang Jian raised his wine glass to Shen Yi and said with a smile, "I can trust Mr. Shen."
The phrase "Mr. Shen" is just a joke.
Shen Yi burst out laughing. He also picked up the wine glass and said calmly: "I dare not promise anything else to my senior brother, but I dare to say that if something goes wrong in Huai'an one day, I, Shen Qi, will definitely die before my wife and nephew."
."
The two senior brothers had a drink, which was both heroic and tragic.
Zhao Jizhou, who was always cheerful and cheerful at the side, turned serious at this time. He raised his wine glass to accompany him with a glass of wine, and then stood up to pour wine for the other two people.
Zhao Er stood up and patted his chest vigorously.
Just like when he was a boy, competing with others for the oiran by the Qinhuai River, he was excited and passionate.
"Something happened, and I, Zhao Er, died in Huai'an along with my brothers!"
………………
On the north bank, the camp of the Confederate Army.
General Zhou Shizhong, Zhou Shizhong, was sitting on the main seat, flipping through some documents that he didn't know where they came from. Some of these documents looked like letters, and there were one or two things similar to little people's books included in the letters.
General Zhou frowned while flipping through the pages.
While he was looking through these things, King Wei Zhao Kai walked in. He first hugged Zhou Shizhong blankly, and then asked: "General, what do you want from me?"
Zhou Shizhong did not reply, but looked at the documents in front of him and a few things that looked like storybooks, and sighed slowly: "Recently, there are a lot of rumors circulating in Xuzhou, has Your Highness ever heard of it?"
"Know something."
Zhao Kai glanced at the little book in front of Zhou Shizhong and said indifferently: "I have also read these rumors. They are nothing more than fabricated things."
He found a seat and sat down, and said slowly: "I think it's someone in Yandu who is causing trouble."
Without exception, there is a story written in these little books.
Same story.
In ancient times, there was Shannan Kingdom in Buzhou. The king had many sons but no heir. The king was seriously ill and might not be long, so he left all his sons to stay in the capital. One by one, his son Zhongkang came out to take charge of the army. Not long after, the king died in the capital, and the princes were in civil strife.
Zhongkang led his troops back and then investigated the chaos.
No matter what story book there is, there is such a story.
Some are written obscurely, while others are written in vernacular.
However, the general meaning is the same.
Zhou Shizhong looked at these storybooks in Nanshan, looked up at Zhao Kai, and asked, "What do you think, His Highness?"
"If you are upright, you are not afraid of slanted shadows."
His Royal Highness King Wei raised his head and said: "I am loyal to Da Qi, and the sun will tell me!"
Zhou Shizhong did not answer, but looked at the story in front of him. After a long time, he spoke slowly.
