: Resignation

Chen Xiang was silent. This time he rushed to Hangzhou to get married and cultivated with Lu Fang, which implied the meaning of leaving a way out for himself. In this case, he still understood the truth that thousands of words were worse than Yi Mo. While Lu Fang tapped the armrest of the seat with his fingers, he looked up and down at Chen Xiang. He saw the middle-aged man in front of him standing with his head down, looking at his nose and his nose, looking at his heart, like a great monk who had been practicing for many years. After watching for a long time, Lu Fang suddenly smiled and asked softly: "When I was young, I heard an old man say that the most important thing is not to find the right answer, but to find the right question. What does Chen Zhangshu think?"

Chen Xiang was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that Lu Fang would say this at this critical moment. He didn't know how to respond for a while, so he had to answer in a confused manner: "The king is very good, it is not within the reach of his foreign ministers!"

Lu Fang smiled and continued to talk to himself: "Chen Zhanshu, after the marriage is over, I don't know what you have to plan?"

Hearing this, Chen Xiang's heart seemed to be struck by a lightning bolt, as if she knew something, but it seemed to be blocked by a layer of film. She couldn't see clearly, so she carefully tentatively: "Of course, I'm going to return to Hongzhou to report, but..." When she said this, Chen Xiang suddenly stopped talking, looked up at Lu Fang, and then whispered: "Foreign ministers think this marriage is of great importance, but I'm afraid it can't be completed in a short time."

"No, so as long as the marriage is not completed in one day, Chen Zhanshu will have to stay in Hangzhou for one day!" Lu Fang's voice was firm, but the smile on his face formed a sharp contrast with the firm tone.

Chen Xiang took a step forward without thinking and bowed: "I pay homage to the Lord!"

Without waiting for Chen Xiang to kneel down, Lu Fang stood up and helped the other party up, laughing and said, "Please get up quickly. The righteousness of the king and the ministers is all in this small space, and it is not in those empty rituals! Fengtian, you said that according to Chen's talent in the bookkeeping, what position should he provide for his display!"

Gao Fengtian, who was standing beside him, quickly replied: "There is still a lack of a prosecutor in the military mansion, but his official position is humble, I am afraid that he will treat Chen Zhanshu badly."

This prosecutor was originally a subordinate of the Jiedushi, the delegation envoy and other foreign envoys, who were in charge of the prosecutors. This official position was far below the judge, and he was under the command of the magistrate. But Chen Xiang looked happy after hearing this, and knelt down and said, "The lord is so kind that I am the only one who can repay me if I can do anything." It turned out that Chen Xiang knew that foreign ministers who came alone like him had no foundation. Even if Lu Fang gave him a huge official, he was just a short pie and could only be pinned by his subordinates. Maybe one day he would be in trouble and end up with no end. It would be better to be a small official around Lu Fang. Although his rank was low, as long as he entered the circle around Lu Fang and gained his trust, he would naturally have a lot of opportunities in the future.

Chen Xiang got up. Since he had already sold himself to join him, he had no scruples anymore. After he died, Zhong Yangui went to the funeral. Zhong Kuangshi sent him to arrange a dead soldier to ambush him. Later, he imprisoned him to kill him, but was rescued by Zhong Yuancui. Later, he led his troops to attack Hongzhou, but Zhong Yangui broke these things one by one. There were some things in between. Chen Xiang intentionally or unintentionally wanted to skip hiding. How delicate Lu Fang and Gao Fengtian were, they immediately grabbed and asked repeatedly until they understood everything. At this time, the two realized that it was late at night, so Lu and Gao left, and Chen Xiang hurried out.

The carriage was walking on the street. At this time, the streets of Hangzhou were already curfew and there was no one. When Lu Fang sat in the carriage, he could clearly hear the collision between the horseshoes and the bluestone street. Suddenly, Lu Fang smiled and said, "The chivalrous and soft heart is a wonderful person!"

How was Gao Fengtian next to him? He immediately heard the string song and realized the elegance. He laughed in a low voice: "I guess the woman who pretended to be the deputy envoy today is the princess. She is a brave and knowledgeable woman. I would like to congratulate you first!"

"Judge Gao, don't talk nonsense!" Lu Fang waved his hand and smiled, "The first major thing now is how to deal with the internal struggle of the Zhong brothers. According to what Chen Xiang said, Zhong Yangui is quite brave and has the help of the Huainan army. I am afraid that Zhong Kuangshi will not be his opponent. It seems that our army must prepare early, otherwise the Huainan army will be able to obtain Jiangxi, and the next unlucky one will be us."

"According to what his subordinates saw, the lord might as well agree to what Zhong Kuangshi asked for and accept that woman!" Gao Fengtian sat up, moved closer to Lu Fang, and then said, "The Zhong Yangui is just a cover for the Huainan Army. As long as the Huainan Army enters Hongzhou City, he is afraid that his head will fall to the ground. The best outcome is to be sent to Guangling as a residence who has no worries about food and clothing. I am afraid that the guy Zhong Kuangshi will have a better end than him. At that time, this princess was the only descendant of Zhong Chuan. The Zhong family has a lot of luxuries in Jiangxi. If the lord takes this woman, he can integrate the remaining forces of the Zhong family in the name of Zhong Chuan and expel the Huainan Army. Isn't this a great thing that fell from the sky!"

When Lu Fang heard this, he remembered the playful appearance of Zhong Yuancui in the hall before, and couldn't help but move, and smiled on his face. He immediately realized that he had lost his composure and restrained himself and said: "It's too early to say this now. Knowing yourself and your enemy will win every battle. Only by knowing more about the news from Jiangxi can you formulate a strategy. Judge Gao, you must take more photos and do more carefully to go to Jiangxi to find out the information there!"

"Here!" Gao Fengtian took the order in the carriage.

Fuzhou, Jiangxi Province is located in the eastern part of Jiangxi Province today. It is known as Linchuan. It is located in the southern part of Hongzhou. It has three sides of the prefecture, facing mountains and lakes on one side, with rivers and fertile land. It has been developed to a considerable extent since the Spring and Autumn Period. After Wei Quansha seized this place, it worked hard to manage it. At that time, Ji, Xin, Yuan, Rao, Fu and other states in the southern part of Jiangnan West Road, both population and economic and military strength were the first. After Zhong Chuan's death, it had become another top military center in the Zhennan Army outside Hongzhou.

Ru River winds northward from Jianchang Prefecture, flows into Fuzhou, and turns northwest. After receiving a large number of small rivers and streams in the middle, the water volume increases greatly. After reaching the east of Fuzhou City, it is still a large river with abundant water volume. The Ru River circles the southeast part of Fuzhou City and then continues to move northward. It naturally becomes a natural barrier outside Fuzhou City. Therefore, Beijin is located in the northeast of Fuzhou City and becomes an important ferry outside Fuzhou City.

At the mouth of the river, the government also sent a Tianjin official to set up a checkpoint with more than a dozen servants here to collect some taxes, and to manage and repair a floating bridge built here. Although Hongzhou, more than 200 miles away, is now soldiers and the people are displaced, it is still densely populated and the mingling of business and travelers is completely peaceful. If it weren't for more than 20 archers under the willow trees not far from the bridge, how could it be seen that this was a chaotic era with continuous wars.

"Prince, what an important place is this ferry? As long as you guard it, the enemies from the north will be able to cross the river dozens of miles away. However, only dozens of archers were sent to guard it. It seems that this guy is just a false reputation." In the ferry on the north bank of the Rushui River, there was a group of people who were quite eye-catching. They were dressed in an ordinary dress, and they were no different from the merchants who were in daily life, but their spirits were completely different. The movements were extremely fast and their eyes were even more sharp and scary. As soon as ordinary passers-by looked at each other, they subconsciously bypassed by. The man who spoke was a man in his early thirties, and his vigorous energy seemed to be sprayed out from under his round robe. At this time, he was talking to a white-haired old man who looked like he was in his head, with an unconcealed contempt.

The white-haired old man did not immediately answer his subordinates' words, but looked carefully at the setting of the floating bridge and the pedestrians coming and going. Then he looked at the outline of the Fuzhou city wall in the distance, and after a while, he whispered: "You can't say that. Fuzhou is so densely populated, with merchants gathered, and the city walls are all in peace. It seems that the danger is a good idea to govern the people. It is not a blessing to have such a reputation. As for the others, the ruler has strengths and inchs are short. After all, the Southern Soldiers are fragile and cannot be compared with the Northern Soldiers. He was defeated by Zhong Chuan, but I am afraid that he is not a match for the Huainan Army today."

While speaking, everyone had walked along with the ranks for a while. Not far away was the bridgehead. Several servants were collecting taxes at the bridgehead, and at the same time controlled the number of people and vehicles and livestock on the bridge, so as not to have too many people on the bridge at the same time and crush the floating bridge. After a while, it was their turn. One of them came over and said loudly: "Each person has two cents, each person has two cents, no one can lose!" His hand reached towards the first person.

The first person was the man who spoke just now. He touched his arms, took out a handful of copper coins, counted them and handed them over and said, "We have twenty of them in total, which is forty cents!"

The servant took the copper coins and weighed them in his hand, then reached out his other hand and said, "These are just 'thin and crispy'. How can we use money to get some 'meat' quickly!"

The man was furious when he heard this, "Everyone I gave you good money is good, how could it be bad money? Are you evil? "It turns out that the 'thin and crispy' mentioned by this servant refers to making inferior coins. Because they are not worth enough and use base metals such as lead, they are easy to break, so the people call it "thin and crispy"; and meat is good and the edges and holes of ancient round jade or coins. The meat is the edge, and good is holes, which often refers to coins. The Wuzhu coins recast during the Sui Dynasty because of the good quality of casting and sufficient weight, and the circulation among the people is very good, so the people call it good meat.

The officer looked indifferent and laughed: "I don't know where the foreigner came from. How many money have you seen, you can still divide the 'thin crisp' and 'good meat'. If you don't take out the money, go aside and don't block the way."

The man was about to rush forward and clean up the guy in front of him, but he was pulled by someone. When he looked back, he was his companion and whispered: "Give him it's just a little bit of money, don't miss the big thing."

The man had to take out the money bag in his arms, select forty coins of good quality from it, and hand it back to the officer. The officer took it one by one in his hand, then poured it into the bag with a smile, whistle, and shouted to his companions behind him: "Let them go over!"

When the man saw the servant walking backwards and preparing to collect the next group of merchants' crossing the river, but he did not pay back the forty cents he had paid before, he couldn't help but be furious. He stepped forward and pulled the other party's sleeve and shouted, "What about the forty cents of a family? Even if it's crispy, you have to pay it back!"

The officer shook his sleeves and said, "You guy who doesn't know what to do, don't you still want to use this bad money to harm others? If someone doesn't use you to cure the crime of forging coins, it's a blessing. Get out of the way, otherwise you will have a meal of willow branches!"

The man was not a kind person at first, and he could no longer hold back when he heard this. He grabbed the collar of the servant's clothes, swung his big and small fist like a vinegar jar and hit the other person's face. He immediately made the servant's mouth and nose flow, and he cursed repeatedly: "Grandpa doesn't come to bully you, it's a mercy. I didn't expect that a mere messenger would dare to ride on my grandfather's head. If you don't hit your head today, your family will call you grandfather in the future!"

The officer was fisted twice, and at first struggled to resist and shouted loudly, but after being fisted twice, he no longer had the strength to resist. The shouting and scolding turned into a wail and begging for mercy. Several officers next to him came up to help, but the man pushed his hands and turned into a rolling gourd to the ground. Another dared to come up. When the man's companion came up and pulled the two away, the officer was covered in blood and his limbs were weak. He was more angry and less angry, and he was about to lose.

A man with the leader in the companion behind reached out to explore the officer's breath, feeling that he was like a gossip and could be cut off at any time. He couldn't help but be furious: "Okay, Zhou Hubiao, what a big deal it would be to send me out this time, but you are so reckless, are you going to commit suicide?"

Zhou Hubiao knew that he was in a disadvantage, so Qiqi Ai Ai replied: "I know it was wrong, but this guy was too bullying just now. Some family really couldn't bear it, but they didn't expect that they would be like this after being punched twice!" At this point, he walked to the officer, squatted and slapped the officer twice, and cursed: "Don't stick to the ground and pretend to be dead, get up quickly, some family will stop hitting you!"

The officer was almost breathless. Zhou Hubiao slapped him twice, rolled his eyes, and he was about to die.
Chapter completed!