The night is quiet, as silent as a pool of stagnant water.
The moonlight was hazy and the stars were blurry, hanging down from the night sky like threads, covering the towers and pavilions of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
In the corridor outside Prime Minister Zhuge Liang's office, a small official carrying a bronze oil candle led the way, followed closely by Zheng Pu. The gentle breeze blew, and the flames of the bronze oil candle swayed, dragging the shadows of the two people behind, sometimes showing their teeth and claws.
Watching, sometimes dancing to celebrate joy.
Just like Zheng Pu's mood at this time.
After being given a meal by Prime Minister Zhuge Liang, the two sat and talked for a long time.
It was still the Prime Minister who asked and he answered.
Moreover, the questions asked are no longer limited to military strategy and planning, but also cover many trivial matters such as political affairs, people's livelihood, employment and administration, etc. The purpose of the question is more than a discussion.
Also let the heart of support in the future be hidden silently in words.
Zheng Pu naturally concentrated on his answer and answered attentively, neither daring to show off his sharp edge nor willing to appear mediocre and mature.
Therefore, as soon as I finished speaking, I felt physically and mentally haggard.
well........
Sitting and chatting with such a wise man who knows how to manage and understand change can benefit a lot, but it is also very tiring.
Sighing secretly in his heart, Zheng Pu put away his thoughts, focused his eyes on the bronze oil candle, and paid attention to the road under his feet.
The place where the guards on duty lead the way is the superintendent's house under the door.
In the Han Dynasty, prefectures, counties and government offices all had a few courtyard houses at the back for the residence of chief officials and their subordinates who did not have the financial resources to purchase their own residences. The same was true for the Prime Minister's Mansion, where officials and subordinates at all levels had their own residences.
Department. Especially Menxiadu (the full name is Menxiadu Thief), who has ceremonial guard, watch, and night guard duties. Naturally, there is no shortage of places for assistants and soldiers to stay.
Zheng Pu doesn't want to stay here.
But there is a curfew in the capital, and no night travel is allowed without a warrant!
Unable to go back and stay at the Qin Mansion, I had no choice but to spend the night.
Moreover, when he came out of Zhuge Liang's office, he was asked by the Prime Minister to pass a message on his behalf: let his subordinate Ma Zhong go to discuss the matter.
Walking quietly and slowly all the way, we arrived at the superintendent's office under the door.
Zheng Pu asked the little official who was leading the way to wait for a while, and then went to find the soldier on duty and asked, "I am your assistant Zheng Pu, and I am under the control of the Governor of Ma. May I ask the warrior, where is the Governor of Ma staying tonight?"
"It turns out to be Zheng Shuzuo."
When the soldier heard this, he relaxed the vigilance on his face. He first held it with a military salute, and then said with a smile, "At dusk, the governor saw that Zheng Shuzuo was being talked to by the prime minister, so he ordered us to tell him that when Zheng Shuzuo returns, he can rest first.
Come on, see you tomorrow."
"Captain Lao is considerate."
Zheng Pu was slightly startled, and quickly raised his right hand to express his gratitude to Ma Zhong, and then said, "However, when I return, the Prime Minister asked me to pass the message on my behalf and let the governor go to discuss the matter."
"ah!"
The soldier made a sound of surprise and quickly turned around and walked inside, "Zheng Shuzuo, please follow me!"
After walking for a while, the soldier came to an army tent and reported loudly, "Report to the Commander-in-Chief, the Prime Minister has summoned you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a rustling sound in the military tent.
Within a few dozen seconds, the curtains of the military tent were lifted from inside, and at the end of the year, the generals wearing armor came out.
I saw that he was more than seven feet tall, with a square face and a wide forehead. His facial features were as sharp and angular as if they were carved by knives and axes. His beard and hair were thick, and his eyes were sharp and deep. As soon as people saw him, they couldn't help but praise his heroic appearance.
Moreover, since he was able to leave the tent so quickly, it is not difficult for people to guess that he slept without taking off his armor.
He is worthy of being praised by the late Lord Liu Bei!
Zheng Pu looked at it secretly and did not dare to neglect. He took a step forward and said with a salute, "I have met Governor Ma. I am the secretary Zheng Pu. I just returned from the Prime Minister's office. The Prime Minister asked me to bring a message to the Governor to discuss the matter.
.”
"Hey, are you going to be Zheng Zijin who wrote the new calligraphy book "The Thousand Character Essay"?"
Ma Zhong looked sideways and looked at him with a smile on his lips, "He is indeed a talented person! Well, you have worked hard, so you can go and have a rest. It's already late, and we'll talk about the rest tomorrow."
After that, he waved his hand and strode away.
A night of silence.
The next day, at Mao hour, the sky was misty and slightly white.
Zheng Pu looked tired and climbed up from the wooden couch, feeling sore and stiff all over.
Well, he spent the whole night huddled with the military guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
He also had to listen to the babble, grinding of teeth and snoring all night, and there was also an inexplicable smell mixed with foot odor, sweat smell, body odor, etc., lingering in front of his nose for a long time. He couldn't drive it away and lingered.
If you don’t go, don’t mention how uncomfortable it will be.
Rubbing his eyebrows, Zheng Pu stepped out of the military tent.
There were already many soldiers outside, forming a small formation to fight and dance in the small school grounds.
Perhaps because they were ordered not to make any noise, these soldiers were wielding spears or swords and performing martial arts, but there was only the sound of strong wind and no one shouted to cheer. Zheng Pu squinted his eyes and watched silently for a long time. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone in the corner.
He walked over slowly to the well, rolled up his sleeves and got some water to wash himself with.
"Huh? Zheng Shuzuo is resting here?"
A surprised sound came from behind.
Zheng Pu wiped the water droplets on his face casually and looked sideways. It turned out that it was the general who led him into the Prime Minister's Mansion yesterday, Jufu.
"It turns out it's a sentence record."
Nodding and smiling, Zheng Pu stood up and bowed his hands in salute, "I came back late last night, so I took a rest at will."
"Ah! I forgot!"
Ju Fuyi returned the gift with an annoyed look on his face, "Zheng Shuzuo has his own house. Yesterday I wanted to wait until Zheng Shuzuo met the Prime Minister before taking him there, but Shuzuo didn't come back at dusk, so I thought Shuzuo couldn't live in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
.”
Well........
You don't have to be so forthright.
Hearing this, Zheng Pu remembered how sleepless he was last night, so he took a deep breath, his smile still bright, "It's okay. If you have some free time, please take me there now."
"You have to be free! You have to be free!"
Nodding repeatedly, Jufu turned sideways and stretched out his hand to guide him, "Zheng Shuzuo, follow me."
"Good work."
Yi Li also stretched out his hand to make a gesture, and Zheng Pu followed, "Recording things in a sentence, you and I are about the same age, why don't we use words to match each other?"
“So best!”
Chu Fu smiled with his teeth, "Zheng Shu... If Zi Jin doesn't say it, I would like to mention it. My family is in Hanchang, where there are many Tibetan people. I have never written much, and I am most unaccustomed to this red tape. By the way."
, Zijin, is there a reason for the strange beasts mentioned in your new calligraphy book?"
"Huh? Why do you ask?"
Zheng Pu paused slightly, a little surprised.
I also secretly thought that this person could not be one of those who criticized me in the past for making too many fabrications and being absurd in my book, right?
"Ha, they are the soldiers who came with me to serve in the Prime Minister's Mansion. They are all monks, and they like to talk about ghosts, gods and strange beasts. Yesterday I heard that Zijin had entered the Prime Minister's Mansion, so he asked me to ask him. He wanted to ask Zijin to talk about those strange beasts.
Allusions to beasts.”
After Gofu explained, he was afraid that Zheng Pu would be offended, so he added quickly, "Zijin, the people are straightforward and forthright, and they often come and go in a straight line. They have been away from home for a long time and have no pleasure in doing so. So don't think so."
Sorry."
You are also very outspoken...
Zheng Pu cursed and responded, "It doesn't matter. If I have some free time, there's no harm in talking."
"Zijin is really..."
Smiling sideways, Ju Fugang wanted to express his thanks, but straightened his body to give a military salute.
"I've met Governor Ma."
Hearing this, Zheng Pu turned his head and saw Ma Zhongzheng approaching slowly. He quickly raised his hands and said, "I've met Governor Ma."
"Um."
Nodding slightly, Ma Zhong walked past the two of them and said, "Zijin, come with me."
