"Lord Jia? Ineffective restraint?" Hearing the self-blame in Wang Xun's words, the generals quickly followed the general and jumped off their mounts, rushed forward, and put the captives down from the saddles with all their hands, and untied them.
rope.
"No grievance, no grievance!" the prisoner responded sourly while moving his numb arms and legs, "Anyway, Jia was also a jester who specialized in making people happy in Chang'an City. I can make the governor laugh today.
Even if you feel a little wronged, it’s worth it!”
"This guy is so shameless that he opened a dyeing workshop just for giving him some color!" The generals and princes immediately turned cold and glared at the prisoner. Looking carefully, he realized that this man was not a half-grown child, but had a haggard face.
He looked to be at least in his fifties, but there was a hint of naughtiness in his clear eyes.
Wang Xun was so embarrassed that he quickly took half a step back and saluted solemnly: "Master Jia said this, which is like a slap in the face to Wang. The kindness of helping Wang back then will be unforgettable. How dare you take Master Jia seriously?"
Do you want to see it?"
"Jia is used to being a jester, who should he be?" Seeing Wang Xun's sincerity, Jia Chang shook his head and said angrily. "On the other hand, Governor Wang, please don't thank Jia for what happened back then.
If God opens his eyes and gives Jia another chance, Jia will not be too full to meddle in his own business and save Yu Wenzhi's white-eyed wolf!"
"Who are you talking about?!" "Little dwarf, keep your mouth clean!" Although Yu Wenzhi had parted ways with everyone, the generals still couldn't tolerate an outsider calling him a 'white-eyed wolf' in public and immediately pulled out a knife and threatened loudly.
"You're talking about Yu Wenzhi, Yuwen Zida, what's the matter?" Jia Chang strangled his neck and sneered loudly: "Do you want to kill someone and silence them? Come on! Jia stretched his neck and waited! Are you waiting to kill him?
Jia, can you turn black into white? In Chang'an City right now, I don't know how many people want to chop that guy named Yuwen into pieces, break the bones and eat the flesh. Could it be that you can kill everyone by the way?
Can’t make it?”
"You still said it!" "Say it again!" The generals were so scolded that they grabbed Jia Chang and were about to retaliate with old fists. When Wang Xun saw this, he quickly shouted: "Don't be rude! Stand down, everyone."
Get away from me." After repelling the generals, he couldn't wait to grab Jia Chang's wrist, "Master Jia, Zida is in Chang'an at the moment? When did he arrive in Chang'an? Has he already surrendered to Sun Xiaozhe's account?
Down?!"
"Ah, ah, please be gentler. Jia's old arms and legs cannot withstand the manipulation of your hammer king!" Jia Chang grinned in pain and shouted at Wang Xun.
Hearing the other party's complaints, Wang Xun realized that he had not controlled the strength in his hands. He loosened his hands and apologized with a smile, "I was reckless, I was reckless. Mr. Jia will forgive me. I just heard that Zida
I just lost an inch of my heart due to the news!”
"Fortunately, he didn't surrender to Sun Xiaozhe, otherwise, wouldn't you have died without a burial place today?!" Jia Chang sighed helplessly, shaking his head, somewhat hating that iron cannot become steel. "But if this continues, you
Sooner or later you will meet him on the battlefield. Until then, what will you do?"
Hearing this, Wang Xun was immediately hit by a huge stone in his heart. He shook his head and sighed in a low voice: "To be honest, Wang doesn't know what to do? Zida, Zida, he really defected to the rebels."
...?”
"What should I do? You are a prince now, controlling the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people. How can you forget about important things because of small righteousness?" Jia Chang raised his eyebrows and tried to wake Wang Xun up. "Stop thinking about you two.
We have been friends for a long time, that boy is not a mother-in-law like you. Now he has joined the popular old eunuch Yan Zhuang around An Lushan, and all his bad intentions have been put to use. It can be seen that An Lushan is planning to use Luoyang as his
They listed all the profitable industries in Chang'an City and the background of these industries. In recent days, people from Anlu Mountain followed this list and listed the high-profile households in Chang'an City.
They copied everything. No matter how much money was invested in the store, not a penny was lost!"
This move was more vicious than killing those people. Thinking back to the time when he was in Chang'an City, Yu Wenzhi's interest was in colluding with various high-ranking families to do business. Wang Xun knew that what Jia Chang said was true. And Yu Wenzhi
When he broke with himself, he also said that he would use all means to avenge Feng Changqing. Presumably, this was also one of his ways of revenge.
Feng Changqing risked his life on the front line to protect the people in Chang'an City, but those people did not appreciate his benefits and accused him of humiliating the country by losing their master. Gao Lishi, Bian Lingcheng and others found it easily.
An excuse to file a denunciation. Now, Yu Wenzhi finally returned the bad breath. With just a casual move, he made those people taste what it means to be at the end of their rope and what life is worse than death. It is indeed a pleasure, and it is indeed a very satisfying revenge.
!
Not knowing whether to be happy or sad, Wang Xun only felt that his eyes were wet, his nose was sore, and a burning feeling in his heart quickly rose up, and it was instantly stuck in his throat. Revenge, revenge, Bian Lingcheng surrendered to the rebels,
Gao Lishi followed the old emperor, and there was another culprit suspected of murdering Fourth Uncle Feng, the Prince of the Supervisory State Li Heng who had fled to Shuofang. If he wanted to catch all of these people to pay tribute to Fourth Uncle Feng's spirit in heaven, I'm afraid
What Yu Wenzhi did was the only possible choice. It's just that he couldn't make that choice, and he didn't have the courage to make that choice.
Seeing Wang Xun's expression changing rapidly, Jia Chang thought he had spoken too harshly, so he leaned forward and stood on tiptoes to advise: "You don't have to be too sad. Yu Wenzhi is Yu Wenzhi, and you are you. He did it
This matter has nothing to do with you. Besides, you may not meet him on the battlefield in the future. Under An Lushan, a general of the level of Sun Xiaozhe has a lot of fighting capacity. Regardless of his ability or qualifications, Yu Wen will not be able to do it.
To be alone!"
"Thank you for the reminder, no matter what, thank you!" Wang Xun grinned and swallowed the bitterness in his mouth mixed with tears. "What are Mr. Jia going to do in the future? If there is somewhere to go, Wang can
Send someone to escort you."
He said it casually to change the subject, but unexpectedly, Jia Chang's face suddenly turned deathly gray. After pondering for a long time, he sighed again and responded quietly: "Don't you want to catch me and claim credit from the Emperor or His Highness the Crown Prince?
What? Now I have accepted the title of An Lushan, and I am a true traitorous son and minister?"
"Mr. Jia also thinks too little of Wang?" Wang Xun shook his head and curled his lips with a sneer. "Is Wang the kind of person who gets promoted by betraying his benefactor? Besides, with Wang's current net worth, I'm afraid both parties are just right.
Are you worried about how to give Wang a promotion? Why should you care about your promotion?"
Because of his anger, his voice was a little loud. The generals and princes scattered not far away were so shocked that they all looked sideways. Wang Xun quickly noticed, straightened his face, and waved to everyone in disgust, "Do whatever you have to do? Prisoner.
Regardless of their status, they will all be sent to General Zhu for registration. When the time comes, I will interrogate them one by one! Wanqi, go get two Dawan horses and a bag of Persian gold coins!"
"No!" The generals dispersed. Turning their eyes back to the front, Wang Xun continued: "If you don't want to tell Wang the specific whereabouts, that's up to you. Wang will give you two good horses.
It includes gold coins minted by the ancient Persians. No matter where you go, you will never worry about becoming a rich man!"
"Thank you!" Jia Chang grinned, his gray beard trembling up and down. "Jia Mou will accept the gold coins, and you can keep the war horse for yourself. Jia Mou cannot carry a sword, and riding a good horse is a waste. The mount you captured from
Here, just give me a horse. I'll ride it and go back to Chang'an by myself! Jia is over there, and there are still some things to do!"
"You want to go back to Chang'an?!" Wang Xun was startled, and his voice suddenly rose again. "Why are you going back to Chang'an? Do you think the rebels can really become a force?!"
"It was possible before, but after today's battle, I'm afraid even if there is hope, it's not very promising!" Jia Chang smiled, looking up and down at Wang Xun, vaguely showing some admiration. "Sun Xiaozhe has always been domineering.
I have had issues with many people under Anlu Mountain's tent. I have suffered such a big loss at your hands this time, and I will definitely be tricked. Cui Qianyou, who was stationed in Tongguan, has always been angry with Sun Xiaozhe. After arriving in Chang'an, he no longer
Taking his immediate boss seriously, he would definitely not allocate another soldier to Sun Xiaozhe. When they bring the case to An Lushan and get a result, His Highness the Crown Prince will probably have a firm footing in Shuofang.
Heels. Coupled with His Majesty the Emperor who has gone to Shu and you, the enemy and us are at least as strong as Chu and Han. Otherwise, the good luck of the rebels will come to an end!"
Wang Xun has always admired Jia Chang's overall view. After thinking about it, he whispered: "If this is true, Wang's battle will be worth it no matter how big the loss is. But then why do you have to go back to Chang'an? Don't you?
What else can I worry about?"
"I really want to worry about Jia. But who would care about Jia?!" Jia Chang grinned and continued to shake his head and sneer. As he said himself, he was just a jester in front of Li Longji, a jester in the opera garden.
Clown. At that time, the Chinese civil and military officials all rushed to make friends with him because they valued his ability to speak in front of the emperor, rather than sincerely treating him as a normal person. The only exception was Wang Xun.
, a Lei Wanchun, and a Mrs. Guo Guo who has been dead for a long time.
Seeing some confusion in Wang Xun's eyes, he smiled and added in a low voice: "Whether it's a jester or a clown, Jia is an official of the Tang Dynasty. The Tang Dynasty was reduced to such a situation, and Jia was one of them."
It’s hard to escape a share! To tell you the truth, Jia’s biggest wish right now is to find ways to rebuild the Tang Dynasty. In order to achieve his goal, Jia will not hesitate to break his body into pieces!”
"Rebuilding the Tang Dynasty?" In an instant, Wang Xun felt a surge of respect in his heart. He almost had to raise his head to be level with Jia Chang's eyes. During these days of organizing the army in Huating, he also saw the faces of the officials of the Tang Dynasty.
That's enough. Whether it's as big as a retainer, a governor, or as small as a county magistrate or chief registrar, they are either in a state of panic all day long. Or their eyes are blue and they wish they could immediately find a chance to recommend themselves in front of Anlu Mountain.
In order to seek wealth and honor in the new dynasty. Only Jia Chang, who has always been regarded as a jester, actually dreamed of rebuilding the entire Tang Dynasty on the ruins!