When Ji Han and his men traveled to the Three Kingdoms crew

Chapter 245: All parties surge (4k)

In a small teahouse, several children in brown clothes were pushing and shoving, playing and making noises. One of them found some rags from somewhere and stuck them randomly on his chin and face. He put his hands on his hips and tried to open his eyes as wide as possible.

"Hey, you thief, I am Zhang Yide from Yan! Who dares to fight me?"

This caused everyone in the teahouse to burst into laughter.

"cough cough"

A light cough was heard, followed by a knock on the ruler.

Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to a middle-aged man in plain clothes who appeared in front of the square table in the middle of the teahouse.

Someone laughed at the man and said, "Novelist, what are you talking about today? If I don't listen to the popular novels of Liangzhou for a day, I will feel itchy!"

Others echoed, "That's right!"

The Popular Romance of Liangzhou is different from previous books that were written to express political demands. It is extremely pure and tells the story of the ups and downs in the land of Liangzhou. It has a low reading threshold and is mostly written in daily spoken language, so it is accepted by the public. Naturally, it spread uncontrollably in the Han Dynasty. The scholars were attracted by the twists and turns of the stories of Liangzhou, and the people of Qian were crazy about the bravery of the generals and the clever strategies of the counselors.

Unfortunately, in this era, most people cannot even write their own names. Even if the reading threshold is low, it is still as difficult as climbing to the sky for illiterate people. What's more, the price of paper is extremely high and not affordable for ordinary people.

Thus, professional storytellers came into being. They borrowed the names of ancient novelists, signed contracts with the owners of teahouses and taverns, and came to the teahouses and taverns at a fixed time every day to tell the contents of the books and earn money.

Ordinary people only need to order a cup of tea and can listen to the music for a whole afternoon.

Entertainment activities were extremely luxurious in the Han Dynasty. For the common people, although tea was not cheap, they could still afford it if they had enough money. In this way, even the most deserted teahouse could become crowded with guests with the help of novelists.

"Today, Zhang Fei will take Hanyang with one plan!"

A horse-drawn carriage drove to the teahouse, and a clear and moving voice floated out of the carriage.
"What happened? Why is it so lively?"

The driver replied respectfully: "My lord, it's a teahouse, and the novelist is telling the popular story of Liangzhou."

"It turned out to be my third brother."

The nobleman talked to himself, and then said to the other person in the car

"Brother Liang, we have arrived at the place you mentioned. Go and say goodbye to your friends."

"Yes, I understand, sister."

With a childish response, a child of seven or eight years old, more than three feet tall, lifted the curtain of the car.

The driver was quick to support the child.

"Mr. Zhuge, be careful"

"Thank you very much"

With the help of the coachman, Zhuge Liang landed steadily and walked towards the teahouse.

He pushed open the door and saw the hall was full of people, there were even too many people standing, but no one was talking loudly. The only voice was the infectious voice of the novelist standing in the middle and the whispers in private.

What about people?

Zhuge Liang was looking for his companions.

Suddenly he felt someone grabbing him, and when he turned around, he saw the bruised and battered 'Little Zhang Fei' with a gleam in his eyes!
Oops!

Where is the romance coming from?!

Before Zhuge Liang could say anything, the novelist at the center gave the answer.

"But Zhang Fei lifted up his Confucian robe and kicked the villain Zuo Chang to the ground! He kicked him hard to the ground!"

"Fei laughed loudly, 'Hahaha, Zuo Chang, you know me!'"

"Zuo Chang's eyes trembled with shock, and blood flowed from his pupils! He looked up to the sky and cried out in pain, 'The world's most famous wise man, Zhuge Fei, turned out to be Zhang Yide! My life is over!'"

Zhuge Liang: "."

Little Zhang Fei bowed to Zhuge Liang in a serious manner and said, "Military Advisor, these two are bullying me too much. If you and I fight together, we will be Zhuge Fei. Who in the world can defeat us? Hahaha!"

"Fei, I'm here to say goodbye to you."

"Farewell?"

The smile on little Zhang Fei's face froze. He circled around Zhuge Liang and asked with a frown, "Liang, what happened? Are you going to Dongyang No. 1 Primary School tomorrow?"

"not going."

"Two days later? Three days later?"

Seeing Zhuge Liang shaking his head, he asked in horror: "Could it be seven days later???"

"No, I won't go there again."

"Why is this happening?" Little Zhang Fei hurriedly grabbed Zhuge Liang's hand and asked worriedly, "Is there no money at home?"

"No, it's my sister who is getting married."

Little Zhang Fei muttered, "Well, Liang doesn't usually wear fancy clothes, and doesn't like cockfighting or dog racing. I guess her family is not well off, so she won't move too far after getting married, right?"

So he asked, "I wonder where she married and who she married to?"

"It's Jingzhou. My brother-in-law is my benefactor."

"Jingzhou, benefactor." Little Zhang Fei lowered his head in frustration. It was too far for him, so he handed the straight stick that he treasured to Zhuge Liang, "Liang, this is for you. I will miss you."

"me too."

"I'll miss you later."

Suddenly, a group of children as small as beans came running out in a hurry and said to Zhuge Liang.

Zhuge Liang clasped his fists towards the group of children and said goodbye.

After sending Zhuge Liang away, little Zhang Fei and the other children no longer had the heart to continue playing.

Just as they were about to go home, someone suddenly stood up in the teahouse.

"Novelist, why did General Zhang make Zhuge the wisest man in the world?"

"Snapped"

The ruler fell on the table, making a startling sound, and the novelist looked at the person who asked the question.

"Good question!"

The sudden change made the children who were about to leave stop in their tracks. This question accurately hit the curiosity in their hearts.

The novelist nodded and said, "I do understand this."

"but."

"It's a serious matter, I really can't talk about it."

The novelist sighed and looked regretful.

Seeing this situation, some people could no longer sit still. The wealthy businessman sitting in the front row shouted, "Shopkeeper, serve tea to everyone! Can you please tell me?!"

The shopkeeper was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. He nodded repeatedly and said on behalf of the novelist, "Yes, yes, yes, of course!"

The novelist lowered his eyes and sighed, "That's all."

"In that case, I have to say it."

"Please don't tell anyone."

Everyone responded: "My mouth is shut!"

The novelist looked around, afraid that someone might overhear him. He looked at everyone deeply and said in an unfathomable tone, "I heard that General Zhang once recognized a younger brother, and he loved this younger brother very much."

"And this man's sister is going to marry Envoy Liu!"

"This person's surname is Zhuge!"

The novelist said this, and everyone was half-believing and half-doubting. Soon someone agreed, "Yes, yes, I have seen General Zhang in Langya. He was still a captain at that time. He should be going in the direction of Zhuge's family!"

The children looked at little Zhang Fei in astonishment.

Little Zhang Fei was stunned and looked outside the door in disbelief. There was no trace of Zhuge Liang outside the door.

The news of Liu Bei's wedding spread across the country with the east wind.

The wind blew to Luoyang, the heart of the Han Dynasty, and instantly caused an uproar. Even the chief of Qiandu, who lived at the end of the street, knew about it.

Liu Hong, who sat high on the throne, even though he looked unwell and was exhausted by alcohol and sex, still waved his hand, picked up the pen and wrote the four big words "Happy Marriage" on the Xuande paper. After writing, he called Zuo Feng and ordered him to wrap it with the finest silk, and of course, more importantly, to ask Liu Bei to return the gift.

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Yang Biao led a group of ministers and clasped their fists towards Lu Zhi.

"Hahaha, Zigan, we heard that your disciple is going to be very happy, so we came here to congratulate you!"

"How did it become known to the whole city?"

"Wait a minute"

"Xuan De is overjoyed?!"

Lu Zhi, who had been exhausted by official duties for several months, realized what he had overlooked. His mouth opened wide, his bloodshot eyes widened, and a trace of guilt rose in his heart.

Then he lowered his head and sighed in his heart, I had promised Xuande before that I would be there when he got married. It was all my fault that I had been so busy with official duties recently and had not been home for a long time. That must be why I missed Xuande's news.

"Hahaha, why does Zigan have that expression?"

"Are you worried that you won't be able to get away from your official duties?"

"If we wait until now to find a way to get out, it will indeed be too late."

Yang Biao, a good friend of Lu Zhi, laughed unkindly.

"Mr. Wen, please don't laugh at me in this situation." Lu Zhi said helplessly, "I'm afraid I will miss Xuande's wedding. Sigh."

Unexpectedly, Yang Biao's laughter stopped, and he looked puzzled, "Missed?"

"Zi Gan, don't you know?"

"?"

The unexpected turn of events made Lu Zhi confused. He grabbed Yang Biao's arm and urged him, "Mr. Wen, don't play tricks on me. Tell me quickly, what happened?"

Yang Biao pointed at Xu Jing at the end of the team and said, "Thanks to Xu Wenxiu's running around!"

Xu Jing smiled awkwardly, "Of course I should."

Yang Biao patted Lu Zhi on the shoulder and said, "Zi Gan, your leave has been approved a long time ago. Please give my blessing to your disciple."

"Of course," Lu Zhi said with a smile.

Yang Biao sighed in his heart, Lu Zigan, you are really not suitable for officialdom. Leaving now is a good place for you.

A barren mountain.

"Report—the King!"

The ferocious robber outside was as docile as a sheep in front of a man. He knelt on one knee and looked at the man respectfully. Although the man had the title of king, his food, clothing and other expenses were no different from those of other brothers. They ate and drank together, and those who had merits would be rewarded and those who had crimes would be punished. He always charged in front in battle and was always the last to retreat. He could even cure illnesses and save lives.

Some brothers on the mountain said that they had seen the king take out the "Taiping Jing" written by the Great Sage Master, and they all said that the king had inherited the mantle of General Tiangong.

Who wouldn't want to obey such a king?

As the robber thought about it, his eyes became more and more eager.

"Yes," the king nodded slightly.

"What's the matter?"

"We were waiting in ambush in the forest for a long time, and finally we saw the people coming. Who knew they were just porters? It was really bad luck, but we got some news."

"Porter?"

The king paid no attention to the news. The first person he noticed was the porter. He asked, "Did you do anything to them?"

"Of course." The robber nodded. "We always remember the king's order. How much is a porter worth? The rich should be from the big families. Isn't it not worth it to sacrifice our lives for a worthless person?"

"So I came up with an idea. I set up a booth on the road and sold tea to people passing by. If they were wealthy businessmen, I would drug them and take some of their money. If they were poor people, I would collect tea fees and let them go."

"It's all thanks to the king's wisdom!"

The king's mouth twitched. He took a deep breath and calmed down.

"Shan, if I remember correctly, your name should be Zhang Yan, are you from Changshan?"

"That's right, but," the robber said, "Your Majesty's name is Zhang Feiyan, how can I be called Yan? So I changed it to Bai Que."

"Oh, Zhang Baique."

"I made a note of it."

Zhang Feiyan. No, it was Zhang Qichi. In his opinion, it was just a matter of changing the name and there was no need to make a fuss about it.

"By the way, Bai Que, what was the news you just mentioned?"

"The porters said that Jingzhou Mu Liu Xuande is going to get married." Zhang Baique thought for a moment and added, "Liu Xuande is a well-known hero. When he gets married, many people in the world will go to congratulate him. My king, in my opinion, this is an opportunity given by God. We just need to block their way and get a lot of money, huh?"

Zhang Baique noticed that something was wrong with Zhang Qichi. Why did he feel like the king was distracted?

"My king, my king, are you listening?"

"Listening, listening"

Zhang Qichi came back to his senses, and for a moment he didn't know what expression to show. It had been so long, so long, and even General Liu was going to get married.

"So, Your Majesty, should we send more manpower?" Zhang Baique asked.

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Listening to Zhang Baique's question, Zhang Qichi was in a trance. General Liu was overjoyed. Should I offer a gift as well?

No, it must be a gift!

This time, his thoughts only lasted for a moment. Zhang Qichi helped Zhang Baique up, held Zhang Baique's hands with both hands, and asked, "Baique, are you willing to play a big game with me?"

"big?"

Seeing Zhang Qichi's serious expression, Zhang Baique said without hesitation: "My king, I am willing, just tell me what it is!"

"I know there is a tribe that is not only rich but also cruel to the people of Guizhou. If the people of Guizhou have no money, how can we collect tea money?"

Zhang Baique understood what Zhang Qichi meant, but he was worried, "My lord, the clan is powerful, we are waiting."

He was stuck in the middle of his words. Zhang Qichi's eyes were extremely serious, as if he had made up his mind. He didn't know when he had seen this expression. Although he had become a bandit and could not read a few words, he only knew how to write the word "righteousness"!
Zhang Qichi once blocked an arrow for him, now it's his turn to repay him!
Zhang Baique nodded heavily, "Yes! My king, let me be the vanguard this time and accompany you!"

"Ah."

Zhang Qichi smiled and nodded, but he was thinking in his heart, Mr. Chen Yuanlong killed the powerful, now it's my turn to kill the gentry. Anyway, they are all cholera-related villains, and I won't feel sorry even if they die. Envoy, I wonder if you like this gift?

"Gangneung."

The young Zhuge Liang lifted the curtain hanging on the car window and looked at Jiangling City in the distance, a little distracted.

Zhuge Jin, who was sitting next to him, smiled and said

"Liang, why do you have such an expression? If the envoy saw it, I'm afraid he would be unhappy, hahahaha."

"understood."

Zhuge Liang lowered the curtains of his carriage, thinking
My lord, it’s dawn.

　Dear benefactors, I am sorry that my friend has something to do today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)