In the Propaganda Hall, Zhang Yuan knelt at the desk and counted the records of the foreign ministers' entry into Beijing last year.

Suddenly, the right eyelid jumped twice.

As the old saying goes, 'the left eye jumps disaster, the right eye jumps wealth', he has always been a person who believes in gods very much, and today his right eye jumped twice without warning, does this mean that he is about to be lucky, or to meet a nobleman.

"God bless, if I can be promoted to an important position, or climb to a noble person, I promise to wear three incense sticks every day in the future, so that you can grow old." Zhang Yuan bowed his hands reverently in his position, silently praying in his heart.

He seems to be calm, and he has no quarrel with people on weekdays, but only he knows that it is all a pretended appearance. In fact, he was in a hurry, the colleagues who worked with him in the Xuanguan back then had already entered the palace duty, and many of the juniors who came later than him were also promoted to other places because of the opportunity and popularity.

He is the only one, six years later, who is still doing the affairs of receiving statistics in the Propaganda Hall.

Seeing that his former colleagues are getting more and more prosperous one by one, it is impossible to say that he is not blushing.

But when will he be able to get through, and when will the big permanent servant who arranged him here be able to think of him Zhang Yuan, the number one person.

has worked hard for Zhang Rang for so many years, and the money he has earned has basically been filled with filial piety money. In the past six years, there is not much left, and the official position has always been a small official, neither promoted nor demoted, and the sesame is big.

Zhang Yuan is not afraid of losses, nor is he afraid of bowing his head and waging his tail, but he is afraid of three years after three years, three years after three years. In the end, he survived until he died, and he was still just a regular person.

"Zhang Fengchang, there are people outside asking to see you." The report of the guard at the door interrupted Zhang Yuan's thoughts.

"See me?"

Zhang Yuanhu was a little stunned, and then overjoyed, could it be that God really opened his eyes and sent me a dignitary.

But he thought about it for a while, no, if it's a dignitary, do you still need to ask to see me like a regular person?

Besides, how dare these gatekeepers keep those characters in front of the door.

It turned out to be an empty rejoicing.

Zhang Yuan sighed in his heart, this feeling of ups and downs was like flying to the clouds and falling to the earth.

The pen in his hand did not stop, and he continued to count the records of previous years, and asked without raising his head: "Has anyone reported their names?" ”

"I didn't tell you, but he gave the villain a letter and asked me to hand it over to the adults." The gatekeeper took two steps forward and respectfully presented the letter to the desk.

Zhang Yuan glanced at the bamboo slip, put down the pen and ink, took it and opened it to read.

There is very little content on the bamboo slips, and the total number of words is only thirty or forty words.

When he saw the rank of 'General Du Liao', Zhang Yuan's heart couldn't help but jump, but when he went down and saw the name he belonged to, the memories of a few years ago poured into his mind like a dam opening a gate.

Three years ago, Zhang Yuan couldn't remember many of the characters who went to Beijing to face the saint, but only this name is still fresh in his memory.

Lu Bu.

Zhang Yuan can remember him, not because Lu Bu is different from ordinary people's height, but because he was just a small captain of Biansai back then.

Since the founding of the Han Dynasty, there has never been a lieutenant of this level who can be ordered to make a pilgrimage to Beijing, let alone be favored by His Majesty.

Therefore, Zhang Yuan had a deep impression of Lu Bu.

Unexpectedly, I haven't seen him for three years, and the border lieutenant of the year has actually become the current Saibei general.

But myself, alas......

Shaking his head slightly, Zhang Yuan didn't think much about it, sorted out his mood, and walked out of the Xuanxuan Hall with the soldiers.

"A bunch of bastards, they're really blind, do you know who this general you are stopping is!" Hurriedly out of the door, Zhang Yuan angrily scolded the soldiers who were guarding the door under the steps.

Several soldiers were dumbfounded, where would they have thought that the young man in Mai in front of him was actually a general, thinking back to Fang Cai's disdain and disdain, several people almost collapsed on the spot.

"Eh, those who don't know are not guilty, they are just doing their duty."

Lu Bu waved his hand, signaling that Zhang Yuan did not have to blame these soldiers. These soldiers were moved by this move, they had never seen such a kind and good-talking general, and they were naturally grateful to Lu Bu in their hearts.

Then, Lu Bu saw Zhang Yuan coming over, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang Yuan, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed!" ”

Lu Bu's move really shocked Zhang Yuan, he hurriedly returned the salute, and said in fear: "General Lu doesn't want to be called like this, it's really embarrassing, just call me Zhang Yuan." ”

Three years ago, the two were almost the same as brothers, but at that time, Zhang Yuan was mostly disdainful in his heart. And now, Lu Bu has become the general of Duliao, and he is a lot higher than him in terms of official rank, where does Zhang Yuan dare to let Lu Bu call him a brother. Although this 'Brother Zhang Yuan' sounds so pleasant and comfortable.

Lu Bu naturally has his reasons for doing this.

It seems that the position of Fengchang is just a trivial reception, and the position is low, but in fact it is not.

When foreign ministers are summoned to Beijing, they must wait for the decree in the Xuanguan.

Does this also mean that Zhang Yuan will be the first to know about the generals and ministers from other counties summoned by the Son of Heaven every year?

If he can develop this person into his own eyeliner, does it also mean that he will be able to know all the courtiers and generals summoned by the Son of Heaven in the future.

Sometimes, it is often these inconspicuous and easily overlooked small people who can make a difference.

It was getting late, and Cao Xing and the others, who had been wandering around Luoyang City all afternoon, had seen enough of the strange juggling, and also had enough stomach and five internal organs, and began to care about the accommodation problem tonight.

"Xi Zhicai, it's almost dark this day, why don't you go to find a place to live, do you really want to take us to sleep on the street?" Cao Xuan followed the drama and walked along, passing by countless inns and hotels during the period, and the drama still had no intention of stopping.

This is just the beginning of spring, if you choose to sleep on the street, Chen Wei and Huang Zhong don't talk about it, just the three of them, they can't stand this spring cold at all.

Chen Wei and Huang Zhong also set their sights on drama, Lu Bu is not there, and drama is the backbone.

"Cao Xing, you don't make noise in my ears, you want to sleep on the street and suffer, I don't have the habit of being cold and cold."

"Then where are we going, you don't say!"

"To find a place to stay, of course."

“…………”

Half an hour later.

On the street leading to the south of Kaiyangmen, you can look at the majestic buildings on both sides, and on both sides of this street are the residences of dignitaries and nobles.

The mansion of the Three Princes and Nine Princes is also here.

As he walked, Xi Ce stopped and smiled slightly, "Well, this is where we live tonight." ”

"You're not kidding, are you?"

Looking at the three gilded characters on the plaque, Rao was the self-proclaimed 'hero and hero' Cao Xing, and couldn't help but swallow saliva in his throat.