surnamed Wang

Chapter 234
On the second day of September, there was a sudden heavy rain in the north of the suburbs of Beijing. The rain came so suddenly that even the Qin Tianjian did not expect it.

Lijiazhuang, which is only a hundred miles away from the capital, is in the center of the rain. The people who were still farming were caught off guard by the rain, and they picked up their hoes and walked home.

In stark contrast to this scene is a little old man in his 50s, standing at the door of his house wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat, with a smile on his face, looking at the fellow villagers who have been drenched in water Running in the rain, looking at his expression, he seems to be gloating about his misfortune.

After the villagers all returned home, Zhou Jiuer, who had already figured out the heavy rain, put away his smile, looked up at the hazy sky, and said to himself:
"It seems that this catastrophe cannot be avoided."

Just when he was in a daze, a burly woman came to him with an umbrella and said solemnly:
"Father, are you watching them being drenched in the rain again?"

As soon as the sixteen-year-old girl opened her mouth, it was like a thunderclap in the sky, startling the neighbors' dogs to bark.

Zhou Jiuer sighed and said with a little regret:
"I'm afraid I won't be able to see this scene in the future."

……

Relying on his ability of divine calculation, Zhou Jiuer can always predict in advance when it will rain heavily, so whenever this time comes, he will wear a bamboo hat and a coir raincoat, and stand at the door of his house waiting to watch the excitement, which is very wicked.

After a long time, his strange behavior was discovered by the villagers, and they began to pay attention to his behavior with a little more active mind. As long as he wore a coir raincoat one day, those villagers would not go to the field that day.

At the beginning, this trick was tried and tested, but after a few times, the wicked and smoky man started to wear coir raincoats even on sunny days. The villagers waited and waited, but they didn't wait for the rain. Instead, they wasted a day of farming.

After several times in a row, everyone was gone, and then paid attention to his thoughts, and started to do what he should do.

This is the case today. When a few villagers passed by Widow Song’s house and saw Zhou Jiuer, who was tightly wrapped, and looked at the big sun above her head, they subconsciously thought that the grandson was lying again, so they did not even ask. After going to the ground, there was the previous scene.

……

In fact, it was no wonder that Zhou Jiu Er was there.

There is nothing to do in the small mountain village, and what people usually talk about is the family's discord, which mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are at odds, who is messing with who and who is messing with each other, and it's all those things over and over again, which is very boring.

Because Zhou Jiuer inserted the door backwards, gossip was unavoidable, but he endured it all. Later, as the daughter grew up day by day, the villagers shifted the conversation to her.

To say that she is tall and rough, no one would dare to want her, because she is just waiting to be an old girl in this life.

Zhou Jiuer is used to being teased by others, most of them just smile and don't pursue it, but making jokes about his own daughter touched his bottom line.

Although he doesn't have much ability, but relying on his fortune-telling ability to make a fuss about these nonsense is more than enough.

In this way, Zhou Jiuer developed a habit of watching the excitement on rainy days, and the villagers didn't take it first, so it was hard to say anything, but in this way, the topic returned to him.

……

As the curtain of water dripping down from the eaves gradually became smaller, the whole sky also showed signs of clearing up. At this moment, Zhou Jiuer saw a group of people driving in the distance between the sky and the earth.

As the people got closer, the rain became smaller and smaller. Finally, when the team was less than a hundred steps away from Zhou Jiu Er, the dark clouds completely dissipated and the rain cleared.

……

"Report to Master, we have arrived."

The leading man got off his horse, came to the carriage, bowed and said.

"Well, you have worked hard on this journey."

A man's calm voice came from inside the car.

"How dare, how dare." The man's attitude was still stiff, "Young one, call him?"

"No need, since I have something to ask for, I should go there in person. You should lead the way."

"Yes."

The man said nothing more, took off his coir raincoat and handed it to his followers, and took the lead to walk towards the house not far ahead.

Zhou Jiuer was getting old, and his eyes were not very good. Seeing the man in black who was gradually walking towards him, he became flustered for a while.

When the man in black approached twenty paces, Zhou Jiuer finally saw his face clearly, and the panic on his face dissipated, but this incredible hesitation was faintly revealed.

When the other party came to the front completely, Zhou Jiuer's only hesitation was gone, and he said pleasantly:
"Tiger? Are you fucking dead?"

The man called Huzi rarely showed a silly smile, "Hehe, good luck, I didn't die by luck, and I became a thousand households."

"I just said that his mother is the fate of a successful person, it's true."

The black-clothed man in front of him was the Huzi who had known Zhou Jiuer in Kaipingwei back then.

Huzi scratched the back of his head and said embarrassedly:

"Thanks to Zhou Shensuan, otherwise I wouldn't have survived the war, let alone be a thousand households."

Zhou Jiuer laughed, and patted the man on the shoulder, regardless of his identity.

"Don't talk about those useless things, since you have become a high-ranking official, you can order this meal."

"That's natural." Hu Zi nodded.

"Don't stand still, follow me back to the house first, I'll invite you for today's meal first, and you will come next time. Feng'er, let your mother prepare some food and wine."

"Hey!"

The girl, who was stronger than Huzi, responded, and moved towards the courtyard.

Looking at Feng'er's strong back, Huzi couldn't help swallowing in shock, mother, if he encounters this on the battlefield, he really doesn't know if he can beat it.

……

Just as Zhou Jiuer was about to take Hu Zi to the yard, he saw the other party showing embarrassment.

Although the two hadn't seen each other for several years, Zhou Jiuer immediately understood and said:

"Let the fart go."

Hu Zi understood the other party's temper, so he didn't talk nonsense, and said straightforwardly:
"Zhou Shensuan, I am here this time mainly to introduce someone to you."

"who?"

"My master."

"Owner?"

Zhou Jiuer showed suspicion, and then he noticed a man in sky blue luxurious clothes standing not far behind Huzi.

The man could be in his 30s, exuding the aura of keeping strangers out of his body. He was watching the two of them quietly at the moment, as if waiting for them to finish talking about the old days.

The one who can be called the master by a thousand households like Huzi is naturally not an ordinary person. Zhou Jiuji said with a little hesitation:
"May I ask who this adult is?"

Hearing this, the man stepped forward, Xu Shi showed others with a gloomy face all day long, even though he was smiling at this time, he still seemed a little stiff, he saluted slightly and said:
"The junior's surname is Wang. I came here this time to discuss something with my husband."

Zhou Jiuer looked at the polite young man in front of him, but his heart was filled with surprise.

He is not a stupid person. Although there are many people surnamed Wang in the world, there are only a few people in the capital who have such an aura and can make a family of less than a thousand people call themselves.

Moreover, his daily divination of "seeing the dragon in the field" has not been fulfilled until today, and I am afraid that it is also inseparable from the person in front of him.

The young man in front of him is probably a certain prince of the current dynasty.

Zhou Jiuer can see the way of heaven, but after all, he is just an ordinary person. After guessing the identity of the man in front of him, he inevitably panicked. He said cautiously:

"May I ask, are you from the capital?"

He thought it was a clever question, but unexpectedly the man across from him shook his head, "This junior is from Jiangnan."

"Oh..." Zhou Jiuer just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that he was thinking too much, but immediately after Huzi's words shocked him into a cold sweat:
"Zhou Shensuan, this is the brother who is near the Holy One, the second prince Wang Bingde."

"Ah?" Even though Zhou Jiuer had guessed something, he still couldn't believe it.

The biggest official he has ever met in his life is only Qianhu, so he has to tremble for a while, now seeing Tianyan, he still can't help trembling and urinating?
After being dazed for a while, Zhou Jiuer quickly knelt down, prostrated his head on the ground, and said in a trembling voice:

"The grass people kowtow to the prince."

Seeing this, Wang Bingde hurriedly stepped forward to help him, and at the same time looked at Huzi beside him with an unclear expression.

Wang Bingde tried his best to comfort him:

"Don't be alarmed, old man. This king came here to ask for something from him. You must not accept this great gift. Please hurry up."

After seeing Wang Bingde's eyes, Huzi suddenly felt his scalp burst, knowing that he was talking too much, he hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhou Jiuer who was kneeling on the ground.

With the support of the two, Zhou Jiuer stood up carefully, and after a while, he said:

"I don't know why the prince came here this time?"

Wang Bingde hesitated for a while and said:
"This junior would like to ask Mr. to follow me back to Jiangnan as a guest."

"Oh..." Zhou Jiuer was contemplative at first, and then said:
"My lord, Caomin is very old. If you want me to help you make up a divination, the little old man will know everything, but if I have to travel long distances to the south of the Yangtze River, I really can't stand the trouble."

After that, he hammered his legs, "Just standing for a while, my waist is sore and my legs are hurting."

……

Zhou Jiuer is extremely afraid of death, but also extremely smart.

A dignified prince is not staying in the territory, and he has come all the way to find a bad old man to be his guest, and it is clear that there is a problem.

Zhou Jiuer is still a little self-aware. He has not achieved much in his life, and he can do divination just by looking at the sky. But he is a prince, he is not short of gold, silver or women, so what else can he ask for?
After much deliberation, isn't there only an official career left?
If the prince counts his official career, he will die. If the prince goes up, only the emperor will be left.

And according to the previous hexagrams, there must be a difficulty in his life, and this difficulty should be seeing the dragon in the field.

If you get through it, you will be rich and honored, but if you can't get over it, you will be a disaster.

Let me ask, what else can there be such a hexagram in the world besides rebelling and becoming the emperor?
And those who practice Taoism are the most taboo to participate in political struggles.

If it works, it goes without saying that the lands will seal the borders and become kings and marquises. If it fails, it will be chaos and thieves who will implicate the nine clans.

Besides, throughout the ages, how many of the founding heroes can have the last laugh?It's not that the rabbit died and the dog cooked the bird to hide.

So, no matter how you look at it, it's unreliable. Although Zhou Jiuer is short of money, it's not worth putting your life on it.

……

Naturally, Wang Bingde knew that the other party was evading, so he comforted him:

"I have long heard that General Zhao said that Mr. has no plans to spare. I just don't want Mr. to bury his talents for nothing. Please think carefully about this matter."

"Little old man with little talent and little learning, really can't take on a big job, I hope the prince thinks twice."

Zhou Jiuer continued to decline.

"It's okay, the junior will leave tomorrow, I will wait for your reply before leaving."

Wang Bingde was not too persuasive, so he said goodbye and left.

Huzi followed quickly, and before the other party got into the carriage, he said something in a low voice. Wang Bingde glanced at Zhou Jiuer and nodded.

Then the group of people left.

Huzi who was left behind glanced at Zhou Jiuer and shrugged helplessly, while the other party showed a wry smile.

……

On the carriage, Wang Bingde closed his eyes and rested his mind, but the woman on the opposite side was holding the chess record.

"What do you think?" After a long time, Wang Bingde said in a deep voice, eyes still closed.

The woman said casually: "It's not very good."

"What do you mean?" The man opened his eyes.

"Have you heard of Sangu Thatched Cottage?"

"..." The man was silent at first, and then said, "Do you want me to go more times?"

The woman put down the chess record, frowned and said:

"I'm asking you to put down your figure, don't act like a prince there, or rather, be more sincere."

"..." The man was silent when he heard the words.

"There is also General Zhao. I thought he was a simple and honest person, but now it seems that he is not entirely so." The woman continued to add.

The man nodded, but said nothing.

"Oh, by the way, just now the spies reported that Wang Gangquan picked up the folk princess."

"Yeah." The man nodded, not surprised.

"And..." The woman hesitated to speak.

"What else?"

"Wang Gangquan passed through Bashu and took away Jiang Xiuye's grandfather and grandson."

The prince, whose face was still like water from the beginning to the end, finally couldn't calm down at this moment, he said in surprise:

"what happened?"

Nie Yingxue sighed and said helplessly:
"They made a big fuss in the Tang Sect and avenged Jiang Xiuye ​​by the way, so..."

After all, the man couldn't maintain his elegant image, his eyes showed sullenness.If it wasn't for the fact that Nie Yingxue was in front of him, he would definitely curse at her.

At this time, Nie Yingxue smiled, gloating and saying:

"It's a pity that you have worked hard for more than ten years to make a good move, but it was disrupted by that guy's unreasonable move. No wonder you asked me to watch him closely. It's really...too messy."

After searching for a while, she finally came up with a fair evaluation.

The man on the opposite side was silent for a long time, and finally said helplessly: "It's really messy."

The woman laughed out loud when she heard the words, she knew the man in front of her too well, the man seemed to be slightly angry, but in fact he was already very angry.

Somehow, seeing him angry made me feel happy unconsciously, probably because this guy rarely showed his emotions.

……

At the same time, Wang Gingquan and his party had just left the Bashu border, and when they looked back at the monument, Wang Gingquan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he had reached a deal with Tang Sect, he was still a bit of a villain after all. He was always afraid that the other party would go back on his word. In order to prevent the night from having more dreams, several people set off overnight.

Because there were two more people at once, the original carriage inevitably seemed a bit narrow, so Wang Gangquan bought another carriage for Jiang Xiuye's grandfather and grandson to ride in, and he also acted as a groom.

Now after walking for one night and one morning, I finally got out of the area of ​​Bashu.

Just after noon, Wang Gingquan, who was on the way, sneezed suddenly. He rubbed his nose and muttered:
"Which bastard is talking bad about me?"

……

That night, at Widow Song's house, two men were drinking at the table.

On one side is Zhao Hu, who is a thousand households, and on the other side is Shengdou Xiaomin Zhou Jiuer.

After drinking for three rounds, Huzi began to take advantage of the wine to tell about his experiences in the past few years.

Due to his outstanding performance in Kaipingwei, he was promoted to three ranks after the war, from captain to Qianhu.

If it was according to the top ten thousand households, it would not be an exaggeration to give him a thousand households directly, but I was afraid that this would not convince the public, so after consideration, I gave him a thousand households for the time being, and then slowly promoted in the future .

Originally, if he stayed at the border for a few more years, accumulated some military merits, and went all the way, it would not be impossible for thousands of households to be enshrined in the future, but he was transferred to Jiangnan by a transfer order within a few days.

Huzi was reluctant at first, although Jiangnan is rich, but it lacks many opportunities for promotion, just when he tried his best to transfer back to Kaipingwei, the prince with the most power found him...

(End of this chapter)