Zhuge Liang's concierge is naturally not a simple person. He has been with him as a boy since he was a child. He knows some words. Now that he sees Feng Yong's name written on the greeting card, how dare he say it right now?
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The Prime Minister and his wife have always predicted things accurately, and it seems that they were right again this time.
Then he said to Wang Ping politely: "May I ask what your surname is? What is your relationship with Feng Langjun?"
"Don't dare. My name is Wang Ping. I have been entrusted by Feng Langjun to deliver letters and some things to the Prime Minister."
Wang Ping was so flattered that he had never thought that Feng Langjun would have such dignity in front of the Prime Minister, and that even the concierge would know about it.
What he and the porter didn't know was that Feng Tubou did have some respect in Zhuge Liang's heart, but that kind of respect was different from the kind of respect they had in mind.
"Oh, it turns out to be Mr. Wang. Please wait a moment, Mr. Wang, I will go and report."
Entering the Prime Minister's Mansion was easier than Wang Ping imagined. The guards verified his identity, searched him carefully, and then let him in directly.
"Are you Wang Ping?"
Wang Ping lowered his head and went in. Before he could see clearly inside, he heard a voice coming from above. He quickly bent down and saluted: "Return to the Prime Minister, you are exactly that."
Zhuge Liang didn't have much impression of who Wang Ping was, but because Wang Xun and Feng Yong learned to read, Zhuge Liang also remembered him in his heart.
"Back to Prime Minister, the villain is Wang Ping."
"I heard someone say a few days ago that you took leave to recuperate at home, and why did you go to Hanzhong again? Could it be that you were neglecting your duties?"
Wang Ping never expected that as soon as he came in, the prime minister not only did not ask about Feng Langjun, but instead mentioned himself, and immediately screamed in pain.
I heard that the Prime Minister is the most strict with the law, but now I have been caught red-handed. What should I do?
He felt anxious. It was already a cool day, but Wang Ping broke out into a thin sweat.
Zhuge Liang looked at Wang Ping below who was dumbfounded but didn't know how to answer. He thought to himself that the bastard was obviously a cunning guy, but why did he send an honest man like Wang Ping to run errands?
"Now you are running errands from Hanzhong for Feng Langjun. Could it be that you were instigated by him?"
When Wang Ping heard this, he was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
I have long since given up hope of being very successful, but my son, following Feng Langjun, has a much brighter future than myself. If this drags down Feng Langjun, won’t the elder brother also suffer as well?
It was about his son. Wang Ping was so anxious that he suddenly remembered what Feng Langjun had asked him to write down before he left, and his mind suddenly became clear: "Go back to the prime minister, please let me report this matter carefully.
When I asked for leave before, I really didn’t want to go on duty again. This is a villain’s fault, but it also happened for a reason.”
I could only hear the Prime Minister above laughing: "I have never heard of a reason for neglecting one's duties. I would like to hear this strange story."
"At that time, Quanzi was on duty in the various industry supervisors, supervising the production of the Eight-Niu Plow. I don't know who spread the news, and people came to ask about it. Not to mention Quanzi, even the villain could not bear his troubles. The villain thought
According to the Eight Niu Li regulations, the court has its own arrangements, so how can I ask you privately? So I had to take a leave of absence and hide away for a while."
After Zhuge Liang heard this, he looked at Wang Ping carefully. Judging from his expression, it didn't look like he was lying.
He nodded immediately. Of course he knew how much effort the people in the city put into finding out about the regulations when the Eight Ox Plow came out.
I never thought that Wang Ping, a young general, could be so aware of the general situation. He would rather offend others than embarrass his son. He has a good character.
"Then why did you go to Hanzhong?"
"Even if I take leave to rest at home, I won't have much peace. There are still people coming to my door, which is really annoying. It happened that Feng Langjun brought a message and asked the villain to do a favor. Wang Xun, the son of the villain, came to Feng
I studied under Lang Jun. Therefore, Feng Langjun is very kind to the Wang family. I dare not forget it for a day. It happened that I was idle at that time and could take the opportunity to go out to escape, so I agreed to Feng Langjun's request."
This sentence once again made Zhuge Liang nod his head, thinking that he would repay his kindness. He was indeed a loyal person.
"Oh? I remember that boy was already preparing to go to Hanzhong at that time, right? Why do you still want you to go to Hanzhong?"
Zhuge Liang accidentally let something slip, and the words "that boy" came out of his mouth naturally.
"Back to Prime Minister, Feng Langjun didn't want me to go to Hanzhong, but to do other things."
How could a person as careful as Wang Ping not pay attention to this detail? He was convinced that Feng Langjun was indeed special in the Prime Minister's mind.
Calling someone a brat is a sign of contempt.
But if you say it as an elder, it means something different.
The Prime Minister actually regarded Feng Langjun as a junior! It is really unbelievable.
The man from my family has really met a noble person!
Of course, Zhuge Liang didn't know how many things Wang Ping had thought of at this time. He was just curious, what did the boy ask Wang Ping to do?
But after thinking about it, I felt embarrassed to ask, so I had to ask another question.
"I heard that the little...little man asked you to bring something to me? But I don't know what it is?"
"The reply to the Prime Minister is a letter and a piece of cloth made by Feng Langjun in Hanzhong."
As soon as Wang Ping finished speaking, before the Prime Minister could speak, he heard a low "Yeah" coming from above, and it was also a female voice.
"Then... what are you kidding about, little man? It's so far away, why do you need to send someone to bring a piece of cloth? Bring it up and let me have a look."
Listen, listen, this tone, if the Prime Minister didn't regard Feng Langjun as a junior, he wouldn't believe it even if he beat Wang Ping to death.
"yes."
Only then did Wang Ping dare to raise his head, and saw that the person sitting above him was none other than the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty.
After he surrendered to the late emperor, he had seen the prime minister standing next to the late emperor from a distance several times, but he never thought that he would have the opportunity to get so close to the prime minister.
The place where Wang Ping was received was a side room. Behind the Prime Minister's seat, there was a screen with a longing figure. The female voice just now should have come from the person behind the screen. I don't know who it was? She was hiding behind the Prime Minister.
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"Huh? Why is this cloth different from the usual cloth?"
Zhuge Liang was usually very concerned about the farming and weaving of the big man, so he naturally knew what the linen and silk cloth looked like. Now that he saw this cloth, it was neither linen nor silk, and it felt very thick, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.
"Back to the Prime Minister, Feng Langjun said that the relationship is explained in the letter. The Prime Minister will understand it as long as he reads the letter."
After Wang Ping presented the things, he returned to his original place. When he heard the prime minister's question, he said respectfully.
There was a "bang" sound, and the room was quiet for a while. The prime minister suddenly slapped the table, stood up suddenly, and looked extremely excited: "Is what is said in this letter true?"
Wang Ping looked stunned, thinking: How could I know what this letter said?