Chapter 882: The Uninvited Guest (7)

When he was still in the later generations, Fei Qian also saw the Three Kingdoms, but they were all swallowing dates, Zhu Bajie ate ginseng fruit, I knew that I had read it, but I didn't understand it, let alone have a deep understanding, and now various events and forms have to force Fei Qian to have a deeper understanding of the Three Kingdoms. ◢ with * dream ◢ small *.lā

Because here, no one can make their own decisions for Feiqian, and everything, even the occasional word and deed, must be held accountable.

In the Han Dynasty, what was important was a promise, and what was important was a word.

The words that are spoken, like the water that is spilled, cannot be changed at will, like the later generations who talk nonsense under the sign of "straightforward and fast-talking", or those who shout to retract "what they say" when they see that the situation is wrong, in the Han Dynasty, they will basically be despised by people, and this type of person will gradually be excluded from the circle.

Why did Yang Biao let out a sad and pitiful voice as soon as he came up, not for anything else, but to put pressure on Fei Qian in this situation, forcing Fei Qian to say some words that he would not say in a normal state, and then he could naturally climb up the pole......

Fei Qian still remembers that there is a guy named Yang Zan who died here in Bingzhou, how could a creature like the family who can remember grudges for several lifetimes, how could he give up so easily?

Therefore, Fei Qian naturally has to be a little more cautious.

Power is like a mental drug, after tasting it once, you will become addicted.

Xu Shu seemed to feel a little thirsty in the lobby, so he asked the waiter outside the lobby to boil some hot water, and then whispered: "Zhonglang, I think Yang Gong is probably just using this to test the truth......

"What kind of reality?" Fei Qian asked.

Xu Shu pondered slightly, and then said: "Most of the commanders of the soldiers are divided into two kinds. One of them is unified by righteousness, as a nobleman, high above, even if he is a general for decades, most of the soldiers under him only know his name, and he has not seen his person. Second, as a pawn, he eats and wears the same, rewards and punishments, although he is not noble, but once the order is issued, the soldiers dare not disobey it. ”

Fei Qian nodded and said, "In this way, Yang Gong is responsible for righteousness, and Huangfu Song is taking the path of being a pawn?" Or ......"

Fei Qian glanced at Xu Shu and found that Xu Shu was nodding at him, indicating that Fei Qian's guess was right.

"Oh...... Hahaha......" Fei Qian couldn't help laughing, "...... I see, I see! That's really ...... What a ......."

Fei Qian didn't know what to say, so he had to shake his head with a wry smile.

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"Carving **, ah......" A scribe sitting on a small thin donkey, looked up at the craftsman who was still repairing, and sighed a few times, not knowing what he wanted to express, whether it was emotion or sighing.

The little black thin donkey, black and thin, even the ribs can be seen a few, but even so, it has attracted the attention of many homeless, but after seeing a strong man next to the little black donkey, they lowered their heads again.

The scribe was unconscious, but just raised his head to look east and west.

"Childe, are you going to enter the city?" The strong man next to the little black thin donkey, holding the reins of the little black thin donkey in one hand, carrying a spear in the other, and hanging a burden on the barrel of the spear, a kudzu cloth robe, tied to his waist with hemp rope, and a small axe, although the weather is not very warm, but the bare arms are extremely thick.

"Ah...... In, of course, into town! The scribe said in a swaying voice.

"Howler!" The strong man said, and then he was going to pull the little thin donkey forward, but the little thin donkey may be tired from walking, or hungry, and refused to move on the spot, so he stiffened his limbs and let the strong man pull and drag out four hoof marks on the ground, but he refused to move forward.

"You stupid donkey!" The strong man was furious, turned around and cursed, and then realized something, and hurriedly said to the scribe, "Ah...... Childe, it's not like you're ......"

The scribe sighed, waved his hand, and said he didn't care, and then, with a lift of his legs, jumped off the little thin donkey, and walked away with his hands behind his back.

The strong man hurriedly wanted to keep up, but the little thin donkey refused to move, so he was anxious and angry, so he bent down and put the little thin donkey on his shoulder, and didn't care that the little thin donkey screamed miserably, and chased forward with two legs.

"Where did it come from? What do you want to do here? Coming to sell donkeys? The soldiers guarding the city looked the scribe up and down, and then looked at the strong man carrying a thin donkey who followed behind, and couldn't help laughing, coughed twice, and asked seriously.

The scribe took out a pass from his bosom, handed it to the team leader on duty at the city gate, and said: "Fei Ye, Fei Ye, a certain person who stayed in the city of Chen, traveled to study in all directions, heard that Hun Zhonglang recovered Yin Mountain, and wanted to see the legacy of the champion Hou." ”

"Hmm...... That's it......" The team leader probably understood the meaning, and then read the approval of the office, and waved his hand to let the scribe enter the customs.

Seeing that the scribe and the strong man were on a donkey, they staggered in, and the little soldier on the side couldn't understand what the scribe said, so he leaned up and asked, "Boss, where did this come from, it's really weird...... Tsk, still carrying a donkey, is this a man riding a donkey or a donkey riding a man......"

"Haha...... What do you know? Do you understand the study tour? The team leader couldn't help but laugh twice, then quickly put away the smile and scolded, "Who do you know to study?" You stinky boy, don't chirp crookedly, what should you do in a hurry! ”

The scribe walked a few steps, looked back and saw that the strong man was still carrying the thin donkey, and couldn't help shaking his head, and then motioned for the strong man to put the donkey down, and then asked the strong man to take a piece of bread from the burden, tied it with a rope, hung it on the spear, and tied the spear to the thin donkey, so that the bread swayed in front of the thin donkey......

"Alright...... Leave it alone, let's go......" The scribe smiled, and then climbed on the donkey's back again.

The thin donkey was tempted by the dough cake, so he forgot what he had been trying to do before, and when he took a step, he stretched out his head to reach the piece of dough, but found that there seemed to be a little distance left, so he took another step forward......

The strong man laughed and said, "Childe, this method is good!" This stupid donkey, it's long overdue! ”

The scribe did not respond, but looked up.

The carving ** is not big, the street is three horizontal and two vertical, simple and clear, located in the city of the carving Yin Mansion is extremely obvious, in front of the gate of the palace, several sergeants stand straight.

"It's finally time ......" The scribe took out a letter of name from his baggage, and then handed it to the strong man, asking the strong man to go to the gate of the government to deliver it.

Seeing that the strong man stepped forward with the name thorn, the scribe lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the thin donkey who was still trying to stretch his neck and bite the bread, and muttered in a low voice: "...... I hope it's a guy who sees the long term...... Don't be like you......"