Big Ear Thief Selling Straw Sandals

Chapter 143 The reward of the people of Bingzhou made the gods kneel
Abbe stopped the chorus and trotted to the boarding port.

It must be that the subordinates drank too much, sang and sang, disturbed the leader, and now they will be punished!

Seeing Zhang Cheng with only a bodyguard and an interpreter, Abei immediately half-knelt in fear and pleaded guilty.

"Subordinates who disturbed the chief executive deserve death!"

Zhang Cheng smiled and helped the other party: "Captain Abei, please get up! It's a big festival, don't say unlucky words."

Huh?
The chief executive doesn't look angry?

"Yes, yes, the humble official said something wrong."

Abei stood up apprehensively, stepped aside, Zhang Cheng immediately stepped on the springboard, and boarded the Sunrise Vostok steadily.

After boarding the ship, Zhang Cheng asked, "Are you singing just now?"

Abei, who was following behind him, became nervous again, and he didn't dare to hide it. He honestly admitted: "Back to the chief manager, there are indeed some idiots who drank too much and yelled, and the general has stopped them."

Zhang Cheng turned around and said with a smile: "Why did you stop? Don't worry, I'm here to express condolences for the lord, and I think you sing very well."

Abbe was a little dazed.

Is it like this?
Japanese folk ditties are vulgar and ugly, far worse than Chuyin!

However, no matter how you think about it, if the leader likes it, the subordinates must do what they like.

Therefore, Abbe called all the sailors again, gathered on the wide front deck, and asked the chief executive to give a lecture.

Under the moonlight and under the torch, looking at the hundred or so Japanese people in front of him, Zhang Cheng greeted in his unproficient Japanese: "みんな, お祭りがいいです! (Hi guys!)"

Abe took the lead in applauding, and hinted everyone with his eyes: "The boss is in charge of ありがとう! (The boss is in charge!)"

Waking up like a dream, the Japanese sailors shouted one after another: "Da Suo Guan ありがとう!"

Zhang Cheng pressed down with both hands, and waited for everyone to calm down before he said in Chinese: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Lord cannot come in person even in the east, so I specially asked me to come to express condolences to you and bring a gift."

The interpreter repeated it in Japanese, and Abbe basically understood it, but most of the sailors had to rely on the interpreter.

After listening, the Japanese sailor was both moved and curious.

Thousands of miles away, the lord is still thinking about us, it is so kind, he is a hundred times better than the king in his hometown!
I just don't know, what gift will the lord give?

Zhang Cheng took a crystal clear wine bottle from the guard and displayed it in front of everyone.

Against the backdrop of the lights, the amber-like red liquid in the bottle shone like a bright rainbow.

"This is the wine brewed in the Roman country in the far west. It is a rare delicacy in the world. Merchants from the Western Regions transported it from thousands of miles away to the Eastern Capital. The Lord bought it and sent it to Kuaiji. Each ship has a bottle. I wish all the soldiers on the Dongfang Ship : Happy holidays, success will come soon!"

"ひざまずく! (Kneel!)"

Abbe yelled and knelt down first, and then all the Japanese sailors half-kneeled on the deck in unison.

Zhang Cheng stepped forward and handed the long-necked glass wine bottle to Abei.

Abbe held the bottle firmly with his hands overhead.

"Thank you, my lord, for the reward!"

The Japanese sailor then shouted in raw Chinese: "Chu Gongshang!"

Only then did Zhang Cheng help Abei with a smile, and said, "Everyone has worked hard, get up!"

Abei got up, the bottle of wine was about two to three catties, even if it was twice as much, it would not be enough for his subordinates to drink!
However, he had an idea and asked someone to bring the half-drunk osmanthus wine jug, and poured all the wine in the bottle into it in public.

Zhang Cheng nodded, Abei was a clever man.

"Boys, it is a great honor for the lord to give you wine. Everyone has a share. If you don't get drunk tonight, you won't return!"

After Abei finished speaking, he scooped up a glass of wine and offered it to Zhang Cheng first.

"The chief manager has worked hard, please drink up!"

Zhang Cheng took the wine cup, dipped the wine in his left hand, and flicked it to the sky, then to the ground, and finally held the wine cup with both hands, and drank it down in one gulp.

Brighten the wine cup to everyone, and said with a smile: "Drinking holy!"

Abe had already descended, and they immediately cheered in unison. A subordinate took over Abe's position and began to drink for each sailor.

The atmosphere became lively again, and Zhang Cheng asked what song the Japanese people sang?
Abei is relieved, it seems that the chief executive likes to drink and also likes to sing and dance, so it will be easy to handle!
"Young and old, sing and dance!"

With a bang, the Japanese began to sing and dance, singing folk songs from their hometown.

"兎追ひししの山，小鲋打りしの川。"

Zhang Cheng hummed a few words, and then asked Abe the meaning of the lyrics.

With the cooperation of Abei and the interpreter, Zhang Cheng quickly understood.

This is a Japanese ditty about my hometown. Because it is easy to understand and catchy, it is widely spread among Japanese fishermen.

After several attempts, Zhang Cheng began to sing along with the crowd.

This night, this scene, this song, this feeling, made Zhang Cheng unavoidably think of his family in Dongdu, as well as relatives and friends of Zhongshan Wuji.

To the surprise of the surrounding Japanese sailors, the noble chief in their minds sang loudly with him.

"兎追ひししの山，小鲋打りしの川。"

Although the pronunciation is awkward and sometimes the rhythm is not on the beat, but Abe and others can still hear the true feelings hidden in the voice of the chief executive.

Wow!
The chief executive who holds the power of life and death actually sings a ditty from our hometown, and he can sing so seriously, that's great!
When you are in the Han army, you don't encounter injustice, you don't look down upon, and you truly live like a human being!

Almost everyone calmed down and listened to Zhang Cheng finish singing with complicated emotions.

"Wow hoo hoo!"

The applause was like a tide, one after another.

After singing a song, Zhang Cheng felt a little embarrassed when he realized that he had become a soloist.

"I'm sorry, I didn't sing well!"

Abei immediately asked: "Boys, is the chief executive singing well?"

The Japanese sailors laughed in unison: "Cai! Cai Cai!"

At this time, a young sailor was very moved, and desperately shouted in his native Chinese: "Allegiance to the lord! Long live the big man!"

Another wave of voices came: "Allegiance to the Lord! Long live the big man!"

Zhang Cheng cupped his hands and bowed around.

In short, Liu Bei used a bottle of wine, and Zhang Cheng used a song to impress the Japanese sailors and inspire their high fighting spirit.

In a similar way, the Royal Navy and the Yizhou Navy also held a Mid-Autumn Festival fellowship, which stabilized the morale of the army and improved morale.

Everything is ready, just waiting for dawn.

Taiyuan, Bingzhou State Mufu.

Compared with the closed and deserted market streets, the front of the government office is decorated with lights and festoons, which is very lively.

Under the supervision of sergeants, hundreds of residents lined up neatly, holding wine, food, gold and silver plaques and other things, waiting to welcome the governor of Yongzhou.

There were still a hundred steps to go, Zhang Yang got off his horse first, and wanted to lead the horse for Lu Bu.

As soon as Lu Bu turned over, he dismounted steadily and landed on the ground, holding the rein of the horse.

"Old Zhang, what are you doing?"

Zhang Yang laughed, and said: "Fengxian came from a long way, my younger brother expresses his heart on behalf of the people of Taiyuan."

"Tch, why are we brothers making such a fuss? Let's go!"

In front of the state pastoral mansion, the soldiers set off fireworks, and the common people knelt down one after another.

Lu Bu glanced at Zhang Yang, quickly tossed the reins to the guards, and stepped forward quickly.

"You elders are like this, don't you offend Lu Mou? Please hurry up!"

As he spoke, he lifted the three elders in the front row respectfully, and took another look at Zhang Yang.

Then Zhang Yang shouted: "Everyone, get up, this is the Marquis of Muwuyuan Township in Yongzhou, Lu Fengxian, from our hometown in Dabingzhou!"

One of the three elders with all white beard and hair came forward to toast tremblingly holding a huge bowl.

"Zhou Mu saved Taiyuan from danger, and the grassroots have nothing to repay. I wish Lu Zhou Mu: the princes will last forever, and the blessings will last forever! Please drink to the full!"

Nima, if it wasn't for the fish tank, I ate it raw?

Lu Bu was cursing inwardly and was very broken.

This big bowl of spirits weighs at least two catties, and even gods have to kneel when they come!
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