I directed the Xuanwumen Incident

Chapter 137 Chang Hemi meets Ma Zhou, the emperor increases his troops, do you want to do it? ! (25)

In Chang'an City, inside a mutton soup restaurant.

"Miss Boss, here are two plates of mutton, and a big bowl of mutton soup. Make it bigger. If you don't bring it up, you will be short of catties."

Chang He Da Ma Jin Dao sat at the table and shouted.

"Look at what General Chang said, no one can neglect you if you are neglected?"

The proprietress Mrs. Wang greeted her with a graceful figure and a smiling face,
"You take care of the business of the small shop. Later, I will ask the assistant to cut it thicker, and I will give you two more plates."

Chang He stroked his beard and glanced at Wang twice.

"You really know how to run this business, no wonder you are doing so well."

he laughed,
"I heard that someone showed you a picture recently, saying that you will be able to seal a first-rank imperial order in the future?"

"It seems that you are still a Vanves woman! Haha..."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Wang brushed her hair on the side of her ear.

"I was angry when I said it. That man is not serious, and he tricked me into having a good meal with two sweet words."

She crossed her hips and rolled her eyes,
"Me, how dare I think about such a thing? Don't talk about orders, even if I want to find another husband's family, no one wants me!"

"If General Chang makes fun of the slave family again, the slave family will not accept it."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a few diners booing:

"I, me, me! I want, I want! Marry me!"

"Ma'am, how about marrying me! I like you so much, I will treat you well! Hehehe..."

"Fuck you! Do you like it? You are the body of a greedy man, you are cheap!"

"I'm not only greedy for her body, I'm also greedy for this mutton soup restaurant! What's the matter?"

"..."

All the diners made a commotion and almost turned a restaurant into a brothel.

There was also a trace of helplessness on Wang's face.

Although these diners are talkative, they really take care of the business, so it's not easy for her to turn her face, right?

A widow runs a restaurant, that's all, like a madam runs a brothel.

"Miss Boss, you are quite welcome..."

Chang He teased,
"Actually, I like you quite a lot. They are all bastards. Why don't you marry me as a concubine so as to avoid dealing with outsiders?"

Wang's complexion changed slightly, and he smiled awkwardly.

"General Chang was joking, how can the servants climb your high branches?" '

Although her voice was soft, her tone was firm,
"Although my family is widowed, I am not a casual person. Please, general, don't say these things again, otherwise there will be some rumors in the market, which will not be good for you."

When Chang He heard this, the smile on his face also restrained.

"Okay, stop joking, let's get some food."

Pointing upstairs, he said slowly,

"It's too noisy here, is there a private room upstairs?"

Wang nodded.

"The second floor is not open, but since the general is going, please go up."

she said,

"The slave's family will deliver the food later."

After that, she turned and left.

Looking at her graceful figure, Chang He shook his head.

"Where is it that you climb my high branch, it is I who want to climb your high branch..."

he whispered,

"Mr. Da is straightforward and never speaks falsely. He said that if you can be appointed as the first rank, you will be able to marry a noble husband."

"Why don't I always have such a blessing, could it be that the one upstairs...has it?"

Chang He thought about it, and went up to the second floor as if nothing had happened with his hands behind his back.

Everything seemed so normal, and there was nothing unusual to be noticed.

……

Climbing up to the second floor, a thin man came into Chang He's eyes.

I saw the scholar with disheveled hair, holding scriptures in his hands by the sunlight, reading fascinatedly.

The snacks next to his hand were scattered all over the ground, and he didn't pick them up, just grabbed them on the ground a few times and put them in his mouth.

"Er... sir?"

Chang He entered the room and said tentatively.

The scholar raised his eyelids and a smile appeared on his face.

"Ah, you are General Chang, please sit down, sit down."

He smiled lightly,

"I'm Ma Zhou, an idle scholar wandering in Chang'an."

Hearing this, Chang He felt relieved.

The other party's expression is so calm, and he knows his name, it is obvious that he is the person he is looking for.

But out of prudent considerations, Chang He didn't tell the truth right away, but sat down first, cupped his hands and said:
"So it's Mr. Ma Zhou."

Ma Zhou also cupped his hands, took out a small token from his bosom, and handed it to Chang He.

"This is the token that the gentleman gave me."

he said,

"General, see if it's what you want."

Chang He took a look, and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling completely settled in his heart.

Looking at Ma Zhou again, he was no longer indifferent, and there was already a little more worry in his expression.

"Since it's my own, I won't hide it anymore."

he sighed,

"His Royal Highness King Qin's current situation is not good!"

"Not to mention Your Highness, even I...may lose my position."

Ma Zhou's expression moved slightly.

"The general might as well talk about it, Ma will try to analyze it for the general." He said seriously.

Chang He, or the position on Chang He's head, is the biggest bargaining chip in King Qin's hand!
If he loses the post of General of the Right Prison Gate, the situation will be turned upside down!

"Last night, His Majesty suddenly summoned me and Zuojianmen General Jingjun Hong to the palace to face the saint."

Chang He whispered,
"This summoning is very unusual. His Majesty summoned us both in the bedroom, and for the first time, he praised both of us, saying that we are loyal to our duties, and hardworking. He even rewarded us with some royal treasures."

"Jing Junhong and I are naturally sincere and apprehensive, so we kowtow to thank you."

"It's nothing up to now, but then His Majesty suddenly changed the subject and asked us to send more imperial troops to guard the gates of the palace, especially the Xuanwu Gate. There are people on duty day and night. Don't slack off!"

"You said this... is it unusual?"

Hearing this, Ma Zhou bowed his head in thought.

"Generally speaking, the emperor made such a deployment to pave the way and prepare for the next big move."

He said slowly,

"The increase of troops at Xuanwu Gate is hard to say that it was not used to deal with the King of Qin. After all, the Tiance Mansion of Hongyi Palace is located in the northwest corner of Xuanwu Gate."

Chang He looked solemn.

"Sir, do you mean... His Majesty is going to attack King Qin?" He asked hastily.

"I can only say that there are such signs, but I don't have enough information to make an accurate judgment."

Ma Zhou shook his head, then said,

"By the way, you just said... your job may also be lost? What do you mean?"

"Has the emperor punished you?"

"That's not true... It's just after taking the order to thank you yesterday. Before leaving, His Majesty gave me a calligraphy post alone, saying that I have too much martial arts spirit, and asked me to copy it and cultivate some literary spirit." Chang He Cong He took out a brocade box from his sleeve and handed it to Ma Zhou.

Seeing that his face was ugly, he said:
"There are only four words on it. I realized it all night yesterday, and the more I think about it, the more uneasy I become."

"Please help me find out, sir, what exactly does His Majesty mean?"

"Oh?" Ma Zhou was a little surprised, quickly opened the brocade box, and took a look at the rice paper.

But I saw four large characters written on the paper——

I don't know loyalty!

　keep asking for tickets

　　
　
(End of this chapter)