"Even if I am naturalized, it is not appropriate for the clan to have rash interactions with military generals. Since you are an official, you should do your duty. How can you say such words of loyalty?"
"Okay, you can retreat." Su Ziji glanced at him and said coldly.
By being loyal in this situation, are you making yourself a fool?
As long as he has a slight ambiguity and the news spreads back, what will the emperor think of him? He wants to get involved in the military power before he is naturalized?
Su Ziji can be sure that this is definitely a trap.
Even if he is really the prince's successor, he must be a fool who will drag his teammates to die together.
What else did the guerrilla general want to say? Su Ziji had already stepped through. Behind him, Zhang Sui asked his soldiers to stop the people who wanted to catch up. He stared coldly to prevent the guerrilla general from coming over.
"My lord, that man is gone." Zhang Sui followed him and whispered to Su Ziji: "Are you allowed to stare at me?"
Zhang Sui is actually not stupid, but he felt something was wrong the first time.
"No need." Su Ziji shook his head: "It's just a bait thrown out by others. There will be no clues to follow."
"However, it is not useless." Su Ziji slowly regained his color and looked at Zhang Sui, who was a little confused: "There is no need to go back to the official ship, go to Luo Pei's place."
This is the river bank, and the two boats are not too far apart. Not long after we walked out, we arrived at the official boat. The officers and soldiers all recognized Su Zi's identity, so they naturally let him go.
After getting on the boat, he said to a guard who came after hearing the news: "I have something urgent to see Mr. Luo, please let me know."
"Master Su, you're so polite!" The guard didn't dare to take this as an invitation, so he hurriedly said respectfully: "I'm humble, I'll go and invite Master Luo Pei now."
Someone asked Su Zi to wait in the living room, and then turned around to ask Luo Pei for instructions.
As soon as he entered, he heard the sound of rustling rain. Su Ziji glanced out the window. The sky was low and the clouds were dark, and drizzle and mist were falling. When he lowered his eyes, he saw half a piece of rosewood.
"[The Way of Government] Level 8 (4230/9000)"
"This scene gave me 4,000 experience points. The officials are indeed mining machines, so the experience is included."
"Everything was good, except for the last scene, which was stained with shadows."
There was also a shadow on Su Ziji's eyebrows. Although level 8 was not high, level 3 was considered entry-level and could handle official matters. Level 6 was considered professional. Level 8 was actually estimated to be about the same level as most officials just now.
"You can still see this strange thing."
You know, even if you reject it decisively, just having a military attache contact you is an inexplicable matter. Therefore, reporting is a big killer. If you report anything difficult, most of the responsibility will not be yours.
But many people in the officialdom make this mistake, and the more vague they become, the more likely they are to be deceived.
"That's why I have to report again, who wants to harm me?"
Luo Pei drank some wine and went back to his room as soon as he came back. However, before he could change his clothes, he heard the noise outside and came out.
Seeing Su Ziji waiting outside, he was confused and asked: "Master Su, why are you here? But what's the matter?"
Su Ziji replied: "That's right. I just met a person who tried to surrender to me. I feel very frightened. In order to avoid this happening again, I hope to enter Beijing as soon as possible!"
"Is there such a thing?" Luo Pei was stunned for a moment and asked, "Do you know Mr. Su's name?"
"But I don't know." Su Ziji still left some room, and according to common sense, he really didn't know.
Luo Pei nodded: "I know about this."
He looked up at the sky. Although it was a little late, it didn't matter if he left at this time, so he said, "In this case, I will order the official to leave."
Su Ziji breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I will go back first and wait to set off."
Watching Su Ziji leave, Luo Pei handed down the order and paced slowly to wait. Sure enough, after a moment, someone came in and whispered.
"Guerrilla general Wu Bianlu?"
Luo Pei couldn't help but feel complicated, his eyebrows trembled slightly, and a sudden chill came over him: "Whose bait is this?"
"Guerrilla general? This is a fifth-grade military attache, a military general with real power. This skill is not too small."
"If it were anyone else, a fifth-grade military attache would suddenly come to submit. Is it difficult to refuse easily? Even if you have doubts, you would at least hesitate. And this hesitation is a sin."
"Su Ziji reacted so quickly, didn't bite the bait at all, and immediately reported to me to get rid of responsibility. Is it wisdom or luck?"
Thinking of King Shu, Luo Pei couldn't help but sigh again.
It was hard for him not to have a good impression of Su Ziji. After all, regardless of his demeanor, talent, conduct, and wisdom, he had a strong attraction to officials.
But for the officials who had already taken refuge with the King of Shu, and since they were serving the King of Shu as their masters, Su Ziji's sudden entry into the scene would definitely affect the King of Shu's plan.
changqiugang
Late autumn has arrived, withered grass trembling in the cold wind. Several bullock carts drive by. A woman sits in the bullock cart and opens the curtain, looking at the man driving the cart, as if she can't get enough of it.
The man was a little embarrassed by her gaze and asked in a low voice: "But what's wrong with you? Do you want to stop the car and take a rest?"
"No need, I'm fine." The woman said.
After saying this, she seemed to feel that she could not show her joy, so the woman added: "I am very happy that you can come to save me and solve the trouble that has been bothering me for a long time."
This at least shows that he still has her in his heart, even if she holds a very small place in his heart, but being able to rush over after receiving her letter shows that her years of waiting are not all her own fault.
passionate.
"Axiu, how could I be so virtuous and capable as to make you care about me like this? Even though I look young, it's just the energy I cultivated. In fact, I'm already over forty years old."
"With your talents and moral character, you can definitely find a good family and live in peace and contentment, so why bother with me..." Zeng Nianzhen couldn't help but sigh while driving.
The woman named Axiu doesn't look very young anymore. She is in her twenties, which is very old in this era. She also has fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but she smiles softly and peacefully.
"I've been waiting for you for ten years, but I can't find a good family. What else can I do if I don't keep an eye on you?" Axiu pursed her lips and smiled: "Besides, I always feel that living with the person you like is always different.
, I just want to be with you."
"Really?" Zeng Nianzhen's face twitched, and he fell silent.
For a moment, I thought of my own ambitions, my late old master, my more than ten years of wandering around, I thought of the pursuit and siege in the capital, I thought of my later encounter with Su Ziji, I thought of many, many things, and finally they all turned into a sigh: "These years...
, I can’t help you.”
"Maybe I was wrong. I shouldn't have clung to a dream."
Zeng Nianzhen smiled bitterly: "Ning County ahead of you is where your sister's mother-in-law's family lives. I bought a small two-bedroom house there. You can go live there first... By the way, I have a group of brothers who also live temporarily in Ning County.
I will also let them meet you then..."
As the bullock cart kept moving forward, Zeng Nianzhen's intermittent words drifted farther and farther with the wind.
Axiu didn't say anything. Looking at the man's expression, she suddenly stretched out her hand and wiped it at the corner of her eyes, and her fingertips became wet.
It had been ten years, and she had gotten to know him too well. She knew that the iron-clad man in her eyes seemed to never change. After twenty years, the cracks finally opened, and she was both happy and distressed at the same time.
If possible, she didn't want to see this man, so she finally lowered her head.