Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Towards evening, the sun dimmed a bit, the blowing wind shook the branches, and the small saplings swayed in the direction of the wind.

In the courtyard, the young Yang Zaixing insisted on gritting his teeth and swiping his knife diagonally. The tall Lu Bu across from him took a step back and swung the branch in his hand at the wrist holding the knife: "Okay, that's it for today."

Dang-

The hard-forged ring-headed sword fell to the ground. The little man bit his lip in pain from the beating and stubbornly prevented himself from crying. The master threw the branch in his hand and patted the opponent's little head with his big hand: " You've done well. Considering your age, you are much better than many soldiers who have been in the army for many years."

When the little man below showed an excited expression, he glanced at the knife that fell on the ground: "Just remember, don't lose your weapon in the future..." There was a trace of recollection in his eyes, and he said with a faint look of sadness: "The general has lost his weapon. When you are ready to be slaughtered by others, remember! Remember!"

The little man quickly nodded in agreement, and the three people who had finished shopping opened the door and walked in. Everyone in the courtyard quickly turned their heads, and the young child happily shouted: "Mom." and immediately ran over.

"But are you done practicing?"

Yang looked at her sweaty son with some distress. She put down the vegetable basket and wiped the sweat from the little man's head with her hands. The moment she held the child's shoulders with both hands, she saw a change in Yang Zaixing's face, and he said "Hiss-- —" took a breath.

A wry smile appeared on the woman's face, she glanced at Lu Bu who was standing far away, then stood up and took her son's hand: "Let's go, mother will prepare something delicious for you tonight."

"What to eat?"

"Your favorite roasted mutton."

While talking, the woman took the child and walked away. Li Assistant stroked his beard and looked at Lu Bu with a smile and said, "Brother, you are being disliked."

Lu Bu shrugged: "I have been prepared for this for a long time. I beat my son and it hurts. Who can not be angry?"

Yang Min, who came over, scratched his head in embarrassment after hearing this. Although he couldn't understand, he knew that his master's skills were real. Speaking of which, he felt that his nephew was still taking advantage.

Hu Sanniang shook her head: "I'm going to help Sister Yang make dinner, and by the way, I can say something nice for Mr. Lang."

"I didn't expect that one day I would take the wife route." She laughed self-deprecatingly, which made Hu Sanniang roll her eyes. Then she walked to the kitchen with her long legs. She promised to help out today, but she couldn't break her promise.

Soon, the sun moved westward and it began to get dark.

……

Yellow House.

The wheel stopped in front of the gate, and the butler beside him was sweating. He spent a lot of money to buy this and that today. It was impossible to carry so many items with his hands, because he was a hired man. After getting the car, he pulled them all back. As for himself, in order to show his hard work, he ran back all the way. At this time, he was tired, holding his legs with his hands and panting.

Damn it, I should rent a carriage next time. Walking like this is too tiring.

He was resting when he heard the noise outside the door. The servant opened the door and saw the butler and ran over to help him: "Butler, how did this happen?"

"Stop... stop talking nonsense, go... call someone..."

The housekeeper gasped and waved his hand, pointing to the things in the car. The man understood immediately and hurriedly ran back to call a few young and strong people. A group of people were busy moving things down from the car. The housekeeper stood beside him. He moved to the steps and sat down, watching people finish moving things. Then he stood up, took a deep breath, and looked at the servant who was guarding him: "Is Mr. Lang at home?"

"at home."

The housekeeper frowned: "Always at home?"

"Not long after Xie went out, Lang Jun went out to relax and didn't come back until the end of Shen Shi."

"How was your mood when Mr. Lang came back?"

"I can't tell, it's just that I haven't reprimanded anyone since I came back."

"...It's okay." The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed his brows, straightened his clothes, walked in, and casually ordered: "You have to guard the door here, don't be lazy."

"Hey, yes, the housekeeper will go slowly."

The housekeeper didn't pay attention to the servant behind him who was bowing his head. He asked that Huang Wenbing was in the study, and then turned around and went forward.

He had just run back, and even though he rested for a while, he couldn't run, so he could only walk. When he was approaching the door of the study, he took two hurried steps, and there was a knock on the door with heavy footsteps.

"Enter."

The brief words calmed the butler's expression. When Lang Jun was in a bad mood, he usually said to get out of here. Sure enough, his mood was calm at this time.

Thinking in his mind, he raised his hand and opened the door. He peeked at Huang Wenbing writing and quickly lowered his head and walked in.

"What's going on? Is dinner ready?"

Huang Wenbing finished the last stroke, stood there with the brush and looked at the newly written four words "step by step", nodded with satisfaction, put down the pen, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

"Come on, I bought Lang Jun's favorite Jiang Xian today and have sent it to the kitchen for the cook to handle."

Huang Wenbing nodded and handed the paper to the other side: "Fram it and hang it in my study."

"Hey, yes."

The housekeeper quickly reached out and took it, holding it carefully. The Feitian Brand took the tea cup and sat back behind the desk. He asked casually: "When I went to the market today, did I hear any comments about the flower list?"

Without the instructions of his husband, the housekeeper did not dare to act without authorization. Hearing the question, he quickly replied: "Of course there are some. They all say that the Flower List is the most important event in the state, and it is a blessing to be able to participate."

"Hmph - a grand event..." Huang Wenbing snorted and curled his lips, his expression somewhat unhappy.

The housekeeper didn't know why, but he was also the person who had been with this wasp for a long time. Seeing him lose face, he felt bad. At this moment, Lang Jun was probably looking for someone to vent his anger on. As for who this person was...

There are only two people in this study, why is there a third person?
"Mr. Lang, it's funny to say that." Rolling his eyes, the housekeeper quickly spoke, hoping to distract Huang Wenbing: "I met Yang's wife in the market before, and there was a girl with a tattoo on her face. The thieves are equipped with the army."

"What's so funny about this?" Huang Wenbing frowned and looked at the housekeeper up and down, his expression becoming increasingly unkind.

The housekeeper felt his back was wet. He swallowed hard and tried to control a smile on his face: "This... what's funny is that the person is a clan brother named Yang. If I remember correctly, that person was about to leave at that time. I went to the Municipal Shipping Department, but I didn’t expect that I would be sent to our Wuwei Army for committing crimes, and I would bump into someone named Yang again, hahaha...haha...haha..."

The wizened laughter slowly died down as Huang Wenbing stood up. The butler sensed something was wrong and quickly stopped his smile and stood there with his head lowered.

"Peijun? His surname is Yang?" Huang Wenbing quickly walked out from behind the table and stood in front of him: "Remember correctly?"

The housekeeper couldn't figure out what he was thinking for a while, and twitched the corner of his mouth, and murmured: "No, I remember correctly... I think I talked to Yang Xiucai when I was young..."

"Oh..." Huang Wenbing said softly, raised his hand and patted the butler on the shoulder. The man was so frightened that he immediately trembled. He was afraid that he would catch his rudeness, so he hurriedly stood still.

"Such a thing happened. I remember that no military personnel have been sent here in the past month..." Huang Wenbing didn't bother to deal with his housekeeper. He just held his chin and rubbed it, and slowly a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "These two Japanese Guan Zheng felt uncomfortable, but he didn't expect someone to come to my door to let me vent my anger, hehe——"

Huang Wenbing stopped smiling for a moment, and Huang Wenbing walked around the study room twice with his hands behind his back. The housekeeper looked at his nose and heart, without even daring to raise his eyelids, and listened to his husband murmuring to himself: "I've been here." It’s uncomfortable, and you don’t even think about living comfortably. A thief with an army dares to run away, hum--"

Standing still, Huang Wenbing raised his hand and pointed at the butler: "Go, call Zhang Dutou and tell him that there is something important."

"Hey."

If the housekeeper was granted amnesty, he would lower his head and go out after saying yes. Huang Wenbing's voice came from behind: "Wait, come back."

He stopped and turned around quickly.

"Don't worry, let's wait until I have dinner first. If I ask him to come now, wouldn't it mean that I have to give him a bite to eat? It's too wasteful. We'll talk about it later."

"Hey."

The housekeeper didn't dare to have any objections. Of course Huang Wenbing said it was serious. Seeing him waving his hand, he quickly walked out. Looking at the sky that had begun to turn dark, he exhaled, "I am a dead Taoist friend but not a poor Taoist. My surname is Yang. I asked for it." How blessed.

……

The night unknowingly colored the entire sky, and Wuwei Junzhou City lit up lights. In order to hold the Flower List, the newly arrived Zhizhou decided that until the end, the entire city would follow the example of Bianliang in Tokyo, and there would be no curfew at night, allowing the people to do whatever they wanted. Spend for fun.

Of course, the income at night must be calculated as a tax, which will be used as government expenses for the city that never sleeps.

In the back hall of the Prefectural Government Office, the newly arrived Lord Governor was having his dinner. He was walking slowly in the back garden with his hands on his stomach to eat. The yard was not big, but it was enough for him to walk around a few times, so why not go there? Brothel...

Since the creation of this flower list, the same few famous flowers have been consumed for several consecutive days. Even the spears are old and no longer powerful as before. Even the efficacy of the mysterious pills obtained from the doctor has been compromised. , if you go at this time, you can't pick on everyone, it will be too damaging to the face of the governor of the state, and it will be even worse if any rumors spread, so it is better to wait for two days before talking.

After burping, the standing man heard the sound of footsteps coming from behind. He turned his head and saw an inspector who had recently approached him, Dutou, rushing over. He ran up to him and paid homage: " The young one will see the governor of the state."

"Get up, why are you here in such a hurry?"

"Thank you, Mr. Xie." Nadu stood up, took a step closer and whispered, "Xie asked me to keep an eye on Huang Tongpan before, but today he made some moves."

"Oh?" Zhizhou's eyes lit up: "What is it?"

"Just now, the housekeeper of his house came to the inspection department to find Zhang Dutou and called people to his home. The man named Zhang came back and asked for someone to arrest him..."

Zhizhou's eyes lit up: "No one has reported this matter to me, so can I go?"

"Not yet, the man named Zhang also said he wants to get approval."

Zhizhou touched his beard and turned around: "Is the matter involving machine speed?"

The man shook his head: "I just brought back a suspected thief who escaped. When the younger one came out, the one named Zhang was still dawdling."

"Haha——" Zhizhou smiled: "Then I will leave first. Well...you go and persuade the man named Zhang to capture him first. If you get him, go to Yihong...go to Yuji Teahouse to find me."

"Yes." Na Dutou quickly agreed, then hesitated: "It's just that it may not involve Huang Tongpan."

"Humph, take your time." Zhizhou narrowed his eyes and gave him a meaningful look: "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

After that, he flicked his sleeves, paced slowly out of the back door, told the doorkeeper to keep his mouth shut, and disappeared alone at the end of the street.

……

Time is still passing, and the night wind brings a bit of coolness to people. Outside the state government office, a strong man wearing official uniforms and holding an official document hurried over.

The one who came first, Du Touduo, stared at the governor in the dark. When he came closer, he quickly walked out and said with a surprised look on his face: "Brother Zhang, didn't you say you were going to catch someone? What? I caught him. ?”

"No way, we haven't set off yet, no, we are here to see the governor of the state for approval." The bearded man named Zhang had a kind expression when he saw that he was a colleague. He just said that and was about to go in.

"Oh, that's such an unlucky thing." The man sighed with a look of pity on his face.

Zhang Dutou stopped and said in surprise: "What happened? What a coincidence?"

The man spread his hands and said: "Brother, I came to see Mr. Zhizhou just now, but unfortunately he was not here. I left the office and went out. I don't know where I went."

"How can this happen?" Zhang Dutou frowned: "Brother, there is a prisoner here waiting to be caught."

The man narrowed his eyes and said, "Why don't you come back tomorrow?"

The bearded man shook his head repeatedly: "No, I don't know if anything will happen tomorrow. Huang... um... if he runs away, it will be my fault, brother."

"Then what's going to happen?" He lowered his head and pretended to be worried, and breathed in hissingly: "My husband is not here, but I can't catch him without approval... Otherwise, it's a quickie, and I'll catch him first and see him tomorrow." Make it up again?”

Zhang Dutou hesitated for a moment, just thinking about how anxious he was when he went to Huang Wenbing's house just now. Since he had decided to surrender to this general judge, he had to obey the order he came from, and said: "This is the only way, thank you brother for informing me. "

"Where." The man said with a smile: "I wish Brother Zhang a successful start tonight, and I'll serve a celebratory drink to Xie later."

"Hi~" The bearded man waved his hand: "A thief joining the army can achieve a lot, but I will remember this drink, so don't miss it later."

"Not bad not bad."

As he spoke, the man turned around and walked towards the way he came. The person behind him was still looking at him with a smile, and there was a strange look in his slightly opened eyes.

Not long after, the inspection department gathered more than [-] detectives on duty, took guns, clubs, nets, and prepared ropes specially designed to tie people up. They all yawned and walked out crookedly.

There was no reward for catching someone tonight, so he and the others were not very interested. If it weren't for the fact that the leader was an old man from the inspection department, and it was hard to act like a monster in front of him, half of the people would be "sick" tonight.

Under such circumstances, the group of people arrived at the door of Yang's house in the north gate. Zhang Dutou ordered a few people to squat under several walls, then stepped forward, exerted all his strength, and kicked the door.

bang——

Loud noises were heard at night. (End of chapter)