The people who came from the governor's office were dumbfounded when they saw it.
Good guy, if you don't understand the situation, I'm afraid you really think that you, Pang Zhian, have some kind of close acquaintance with this Xuzhou governor.
Seeing Pang Zhian walking over, the middle-aged scholar quickly waved his hand.
"Oh, General, calm down, General, calm down!"
Pang Zhian rolled up his sleeves and said with wide eyes: "Why should you calm down your anger? Do you look down on me?"
The middle-aged scholar was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he explained tearfully: "No... no! How dare a villain look down on the general!"
With that said, when he saw Pang Zhian going out, the middle-aged scholar immediately cursed.
"General, general, wait, wait!"
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, General, you have misunderstood!"
Pang Zhian stared at this and sneered.
"Huh? What's the misunderstanding?"
The subordinate officer of the governor's office was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. He suppressed his fear and said: "General, actually our governor... governor... um... um... hey! Yes! We, our governor, did send villains to work for the army!"
Looking at the official's gnashing of teeth, Pang Zhian said "Oh" and immediately put down the cold knife with a smile.
"Hey, you should have told me earlier!"
"It made me worry in vain. I thought someone had bullied our governor."
With that said, Pang Zhian walked back to the commander's office, picked up the bowl, took a few mouthfuls of food into his mouth, and took another bite of the steamed bun.
"Well, why haven't you left yet?"
…
After a while, after sending away the subordinate officials of the governor's office, Pang Zhian's deputy general walked into the commander's tent holding back a smile.
"The general is so tall, I asked him why he didn't bring any food and grass. It turned out that he planned to collect it right here."
After hearing this, Pang Zhian raised his right eyebrow and slowly put down his rolled-up sleeves.
"Hey, save money if you can. After all, we in Beiliang are not rich either."
"It took a lot of effort for me to lead my troops out once. I can't go home empty-handed."
"If we go back in a vacuum, they will laugh us to death."
Listening to his general's muttering, the deputy general couldn't bear it any longer. He was laughing so hard that he was out of breath, and he was about to die.
I remember what a good and weak scholar Pang Zhian was when he first entered Beiliang.
Not only was he polite and courteous to others, but he always smiled when he saw him. Even the gangsters couldn't beat him when they saw him.
But who would have thought that in less than two years, the scholar had turned into a bandit, or even a bitch, a bitch...
It has to be said that the army in ancient times was really a very large dyeing vat. Anyone who stayed in it for a few years would become a rough man.
Pang Zhian looked at the lieutenant who was laughing out loud, squinted his eyes and snorted coldly.
"Mother Bette smiled. If anything happens to His Royal Highness, remember to report it in time."
"If there are really blind people over there in Jiangnan, I won't mind taking you for a walk, so that you rough guys can open their eyes and see what it means to be a gentle and lovely young lady from Jiangnan."
After hearing this, the deputy general's eyes lit up and he almost cried out.
"No!~"
…
Huaizhou City.
When major aristocratic families were preparing to come to apologize, scholars from major academies also gathered together.
Prosperous places like Jiangnan were originally the favorite gathering places for scholars.
After hundreds of schools of thought settled in Jiangnan, it can be said that a hundred flowers bloomed and thousands of schools contended.
Looking at the Jiuzhou in the south of the Yangtze River, there are three most famous academies. Except for the Julu Academy in Hangzhou, which has been inherited for more than 700 years, the other two are Natural Selection and Seven Stars, which were built by hundreds of schools of thought.
The largest restaurant in Huaizhou City, inside the Seven Star Building, is the Emperor's Box No. 2.
In Qixing Academy, Ouyang Mo, a disciple of Hong Lunzi, a great contemporary scholar and the eldest son of the Ouyang family in the south of the Yangtze River, sat alone by the window drinking wine and looking at the scenery on the street with a smile on his lips.
"So, Lin Xi went to the Wang family? And also took over their mansion?"
The other person smiled after hearing this and said, "Yes, I have seen this with my own eyes. There is absolutely nothing wrong with it."
Ouyang Mo heard this and looked at the soldiers on the street, frowned and said, "Then what's going on?"
"Huh? It seems that a few assassins sneaked into the Wang family. Lin Xi was furious. Wang Wu must be looking for the assassins."
After hearing this, another person said in a cold voice with an unhappy face: "Wang Wu, as a deputy general of a state, actually became Beiliang's lackey. It's really sad."
Ouyang Mo smiled after hearing this.
"It's no wonder that he is the one who makes Jiangnan belong to Huaizhou and is the closest to Beiliang."
"After crossing the Wei River, if Beiliang doesn't stop, the troops will reach the city within seven days."
With that said, Ouyang Mo raised his head and drank a glass of wine, turned around and smiled slightly.
"As long as Huaizhou is not broken, no matter how much the other states and counties quarrel with Beiliang, they will not be able to threaten them, so there is no need to be afraid."
"But if we change them here, I'm afraid they won't be able to compare to Wang Wu."
The others nodded thoughtfully after hearing this.
Ouyang Mo chuckled when he saw this.
"But this has nothing to do with us, and Huaizhou is not our main battlefield."
As he said that, Ouyang Lun sneered.
"We are just here to add some fire to him. As long as the fire is big enough, it won't be too late for the show to start."
After hearing this, the others also raised their glasses, smiled and nodded.
Amidst the laughter, no one paid attention to the portrait on the wall, and the human eyes moved slightly.
Through the wall, inside the Tianzi No. 1 box.
Xia Fengzhi held the tea cup with a smile in her eyes.
"Making trouble for Lin Xi? I really didn't expect that so many people in this world would despise me for living too long?"
After saying that, Xia Fengyhi sneered.
"Or do you really think that the world is about to be in chaos and Beiliang will have no time to care about you?"
"Or do you really think that Lin Zhen is about to die and Lin Xi is about to lose his blessing?"
Speaking of this, she didn't know what she thought of, and Xia Fengzhi almost burst into tears.
"It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous!"
On the side, several leaders of the Black Ice Platform looked at each other and lowered their heads at the same time.
After a while, Xia Fengzhi had laughed enough and said coldly: "Don't worry about them, they are just a group of weak scholars. As long as those old guys from the various schools of thought are not born, they are not enough to fill Lin Xi's teeth."
After hearing this, everyone nodded.
But Xia Fenzhi would not have thought that she would regret it soon.
This group of scholars, whom she regarded as the most useless, really taught her a lesson.
…
The Wang family's mansion, backyard.
Ziyuan walked into the pavilion with her long legs, holding a plate of fruit.
"Your Highness, there is a letter from Beiliang."
Lin Xi slowly opened her eyes after hearing this, smiled and patted the place next to her.
"Come, sit here and talk."
After hearing this, Zi Yuan came forward with red cheeks, lifted up the hem of her dark purple skirt, and sat down shyly.
Lin Xi leaned on the fragrant shoulder beside her and said with an intoxicated look: "Sister Yuan, I'm tired, please read it to me."
