Three Kingdoms, at the beginning of the game, recognize the thief as the father, hit the spectacle,

Although from the perspective of romance and history, Mi Fang was inspired by the conflict with Guan Yu in the end, and finally betrayed the Shu Han.

But Zhang Yan always believed in one thing, that is, there may be natural loyal ministers, but no one is born to rebel.

Even Wei Yan with his own "rebellion" or a family slave with a notorious three surnames like Lu Bu, if conditions permit, Zhang Yan still dares to take them for his own use.

He is even happy to take it for his own use.

For Mi Fang, as long as he didn't really betray him, Zhang Yan would trust the other party unconditionally, and treat it as if the other party's betrayal of Liu Bei never happened.

Chapter 25 Welcome to Lujiang!

"Yuanlong, come here quickly, this is coming to you soon!"

……

While Zhang Yan was in a hurry to prepare the banquet, at the north gate of Wancheng on the other side, three scholars wearing robes and looking like scholars were standing in a long line at the gate of the city.

Among them, the youngest and most active man was grabbing the sleeve of the other person beside him, introducing him with some excitement about the details of Lujiang Wancheng.

If Zhang Yan's generals were present, they would be able to recognize the identity of this scholar immediately: this person is Mi Fang who has been away from Wancheng for a while.

"Hey, Wancheng, I, Mi Zifang, are back!"

Pulling the sleeve of the person next to her and walking towards the city gate, Mi Fang may be excited because she left the Mi family's environment that made him a little uncomfortable, and at this moment, she looks eager to try.

Behind him, the two who came with him shook their heads helplessly, and then moved forward together.

"Hey, Zifang, Zifang, wait!"

"Jing Xing is still behind!"

Beside Mi Fang, the young man in his twenties whom he called "Yuan Long" also had a somewhat helpless face on his face. He and Mi Fang have known each other for a long time, so it's nothing to push the two of them forward.

It's just pity for the man behind. Facing the scorching sun near noon, the middle-aged man was already a little out of breath.

"Mi Zifang! Stop for me!"

"If you don't stop, I'll go back to Pengcheng to file a complaint!"

After wiping the sweat off his head, he saw a middle-aged man in his 30s who was following them, wearing a brown robe and a traveling crown, and his slender beard was already soaked in sweat .

He was already older than Mi Fang and the two in front of him, and now he was leading a brown steed that was used for transportation, so it was naturally difficult for him to follow behind them.

After hearing this, Mi Fang, who was a little bit unable to keep her pace before, turned around, and her pace gradually slowed down.

"Ah this..."

"How about this, Yuan Long, you go to the front to register first, and I will help Jing Xing bring the horse here."

Gritting her teeth with some hesitation, Mi Fang glanced at the front and was about to line up in her own line, first let the peer named Yuan Long wait in the line, and then strode towards the back The middle-aged man walked over.

"Hey, Jingxing, you just don't listen to advice. I told you that the climate in Lujiang is much hotter than ours in Xuzhou, and there is no sea breeze. I have already told you to wear less, but you just don't believe it. "

"Look at you sweating profusely now, I'm afraid you have suffered a lot for nothing!"

Still babbling a little disturbingly, although Mi Fang said that her words were not very pleasant, she still took the reins of the horse from the other party's hand, and led the steed towards the gate of Wancheng instead of the other party.

And it was only at this moment that the middle-aged man breathed out a breath of steam and straightened his waist, which had been bent all along.

"Zi Fang, what you said is that even if you can't be well-dressed in life, you must not be unkempt."

"The Master said, if quality wins over writing, you will be wild; if writing is better than quality, then you will be history. When writing is gentle, then you will be a gentleman."

"We scholars still have to care about some clothing and image."

Perhaps after handing over the burden of the horses to Mi Fang, the middle-aged man finally calmed down a bit. Facing Mi Fang's ridicule, he just took a deep breath and opened his mouth to spit out a series of reasons.

Immediately, after glancing at the other's bald head, the man let out a soft snort of disdain, and walked towards the city gate ahead with big strides.

Now, it was Mi Fang who was leading the horse and standing behind the crowd stupidly, looking a little helpless.

"Eh?"

"Jingxing, you...I...you!"

Glancing at the steed behind her, and then at the reins in her hand, Mi Fang first wanted to say something, but then she was taken aback, standing where she was and laughing softly.

"Jing Xing, you bastard, I came here to help you with good intentions, but you still made fun of me, what's the matter?"

"Among the many military officers who followed Old Taiwei Yang back then, why did you come out of such a different kind of person who is obsessed with classics and classics!"

Somewhat speechless, she led the horse and followed the two of them, Mi Fang didn't know what to say.

Just like what Xuzhou Inspector Tao Qian said before Mi Fang left, this middle-aged man surnamed Wang, named Lang, and named Jingxing had a serious and rigid personality, and because of years of studying classics and allusions, compared with him Chen Denglai, who is almost the same age, has a lot of difficulties to get along with.

However, Mi Fang also knew that this kind of difficulty in getting along did not mean that Wang Lang had any bad intentions, on the contrary, it was caused by the other party's too serious character. From an official's point of view, this was not a bad thing.

For example, among the three people present, the other party was indeed more dignified, and he looked more like an official than himself and Chen Deng who were in their twenties.

In front of him, the middle-aged man who was the last one with a face that looked like he couldn't walk just strode forward in big strides, and within a short while, he entered the gate of Wan City with brisk strides.

……

"Hey, that scholar over there, stop for me!"

"Where's your identity card? Why did you just rush in without saying a word?"

He crossed the Chung Road at the city gate first, and before Wang Lang had time to look inside, he saw a group of guards wearing indigo blue clothes and holding spears stopped him.

And then, Mi Fang and Chen Deng came late behind him.

"Identification, what is that?"

"I was born in Tan County, Donghai, Xuzhou, so why do I need proof?"

Frowning, he asked the group of guards in front of him, and Wang Lang showed a puzzled look on his face, as if he was a little surprised that the other party stopped him at the city gate at this time, and what was his intention.

Then, when the head of the guard heard the words, he showed a look of sudden realization.

"Oh, are you foreigners?"

"Outsiders, please go through the city gate next to it. There is a booth for identity verification. You can apply for your own identification there first, and then you can pass through the main gate normally."

"Donghai County, right? That place is quite far from our Lujiang River. The journey has been exhausting!"

"Welcome to Lujiang!"

After hearing Wang Lang's words, the guard captain's attitude no longer hesitated as before, but became a little more enthusiastic.

It's just that under that enthusiasm, there is a trace of indescribable exhaustion hidden.

……

"Outsider?"

"Why are there so many foreigners without household registration?"

Chapter 26 Chen Deng

"You, who is your last name, do you have a sign?"

……

"Ahem, my surname is Wang, my first name is Lang, and my courtesy name is Jingxing."

……

"Oh... Wang Lang, um."

"Where are you from? What are you doing in Lujiang?"

……

"Uh, I was born in Tan County, Donghai County, and came to Lujiang..."

"Come to Lujiang to visit friends, yes, visit friends!"

……

It was still a familiar question, but this time, since Mi Fang and the other three were scholars, it didn't take long for Wang Lang and the others to obtain their own identity certificates one after another. The city gate was put in.

Then, a burst of complaints came from Wang Lang's mouth.

……

"Hey, Zifang, Zifang, why didn't you make it clear just now, it almost made me lose face in front of that soldier!"

He frowned and said to Mi Fang, Wang Lang's face was still a little blushing now, when he entered the city just now, when he saw the soldier blocking him, he thought it was the same as the soldiers guarding the city in the north, and he wanted to ask him for the fee for entering the city.

This kind of situation is a common behavior in the cities where the northern family is entrenched.

The aristocratic family spends money to help the city lord, or the county magistrate and county guard to support the defenders, and the defenders usually charge the so-called "city entry fee" from the businessmen and tourists who come and go to feed back the aristocratic family they belong to. During the period, a way of getting along with the family and officials to live together.

But just when Wang Lang was about to spend money to buy the road, the soldier's expression changed, and his attitude towards him not only didn't change for the better, on the contrary it seemed a bit harsh.

It wasn't until later that everyone figured out the reason why the other party blocked them that the misunderstanding was finally resolved.

At this moment, Wang Lang was naturally a little upset, thinking that since Mi Fang had been here once before, she should have explained these things clearly to himself and others in advance.

But Mi Fang behind him had an innocent expression, apparently she didn't know that there was such a change in Wancheng, or in this Lujiang River beforehand.

"Jing Xing, what you said is a bit difficult for others!"

"I didn't know in advance that Wancheng had so many new rules in just over a month..."

"Look, didn't I register my identity with you, and that's why I was let in by those guards?"

Waving the ID card in her hand towards Wang Lang, Mi Fang also looked aggrieved at the moment.

And on his certificate, there are records of information such as "Mi Fangzifang", "Born in Qu County, Donghai County".

Just like that, the two of you talked to each other while arguing, and at the same time walked towards the real estate that Mi's family bought in Lujiang Wancheng earlier.

In the end, Chen Deng, who had been a little silent before, spoke up, which calmed down the mutual complaints between the two.

……

"Oh, okay, okay, Jing Xing, don't talk about him anymore. He didn't mean to come to Zifang. If you have this thought, why don't you think about what you should say to the prefect of Lujiang when you meet him later. .”

"For example, the identity certificate required to enter the city may seem superfluous at first glance, but if you really think about it carefully, you can find that the person next to Mr. Zhang may not be the same as he was before. As you say, talent is withered."

"This time Tao Gongzu ordered you and me to come to help, so don't lose Gongzugong's reputation."

Following behind Mi Fang and Wang Lang, Chen Deng stared at the certificate that belonged to him, while constantly thinking about the purpose of Zhang Yan's actions.