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

Chapter 637: Bo Yue, are you willing to be my disciple again?

With a loud whistle, Jiang Wei watched as the train, called "Liangzhou to Chang'an", started. He could feel the carriage vibrating slightly. He looked out the window and saw the huge wheels rubbing against the rails, making a series of roaring sounds. He stretched his neck and looked forward. The chimney on the front of the train spewed out clouds of white mist, like clouds floating over the distant mountains.

Jiang Wei remembered Zhang Fei mentioned that the scene before him was somewhat different from the clouds and mist he usually saw. The clouds and mist spewed out by the train were actually the steam formed when the boiler heated the coal and water.

Even if it weren't the clouds in the sky, Jiang Wei still felt excited. It was beautiful, so beautiful!

"Boyo, be careful! Don't stick your head out of the window."

Zhang Fei quickly reached out and grabbed Jiang Wei's collar as if he was grabbing a cat by the scruff of the neck. The strength in his hand was neither too strong nor too weak, and he controlled it just right, and he pulled Jiang Wei back very smoothly.

Jiang Wei looked ashamed and apologized, "General Zhang, the mist from the train was too magnificent. I was distracted for a moment and forgot what General Zhang had told me."

"No problem, no problem." Zhang Fei smiled indifferently, and then his face turned serious. "What did you call me just now?"

"General Zhang" Jiang Wei suddenly realized that he had become a disciple, and he changed his words and said, "Master?"

However, Zhang Fei shook his head, which made Jiang Wei a little confused. If not call him mentor, what else could he call him?
Unexpectedly, Zhang Fei seriously corrected him, "No, you are not my mentor. From now on, you can call me Third Uncle!"

"Uncle San San?" Even Jiang Wei was stunned by such an intimate address.

Zhang Fei said, counting on his fingers: "Let me analyze this for you, Bo Yue, you have inherited Kong Ming's legacy and are Kong Ming's direct disciple. Master, master, that means you are half a father. Kong Ming is not only my brother-in-law, but also my brother. As the son of a brother, it is reasonable for you to call me Third Uncle!"

Jiang Wei was not a hypocritical person. He was delighted and kept calling him "Third Uncle". Zhang Fei felt happy and laughed while responding to Jiang Wei by calling him "good nephew".

Zhang Fei and Jiang Wei quickly established an uncle-nephew relationship and chatted with each other. As they chatted, Zhang Fei told the story he had compiled with great joy. When he talked about the low point of the story, Jiang Wei suddenly became nervous and didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that the protagonist of the story would fail. When he talked about the climax of the story, Jiang Wei breathed a sigh of relief, was very happy, and applauded repeatedly.

Before we knew it, the shaking carriage calmed down.

The waiter on the train walked up to Zhang Fei respectfully and politely reminded him, "General San, we have arrived."

"Good nephew, get out of the car!" Zhang Fei patted Jiang Wei on the shoulder.

Jiang Wei woke up as if from a dream and hurriedly followed Zhang Fei.

As soon as he got off the carriage, the imperial guards came to greet him. With the imperial guards' farewell, Jiang Wei followed Zhang Fei and sat in the carriage pulled by five horses, which was only for the princes.

"Hmm? Xianhe? And Mr. Mi? Why are you two here to greet us?"

Zhang Fei was not the only one who was surprised. Jiang Wei also showed an expression of disbelief. He had seen the two people Zhang Fei mentioned before. One was Liu Bei's best friend Jian Yong, and the other was Mi Zhu, who helped him in times of need.

In their previous life, Mr. Mi and Mr. Jian both held high positions among the late emperor’s ministers.

Nowadays, Mr. Mi is a real big shot because he controls the lifeline of merchants and manages the world's money houses. Mr. Jian is even more amazing. Mr. Jian and General Zilong are called the contemporary gods of millet by the people.

Two gentlemen of such high status are willing to personally drive the horse for me?

Jiang Wei felt flattered. He told himself in his heart, no, no, no, it must be because of Third Uncle's face.
As soon as this thought arose, Jiang Wei saw Jian Yong curl his lips at Zhang Fei, and then he looked at him with burning eyes, "General Zhang San, I didn't come here for you. I came here because Xuande said that he would invite someone to meet the general we are waiting for." Mi Zhu smiled, as if to say, "Me too."

Great. General?
Jiang Wei was stunned for a moment. I was a general in my previous life? Not only did I inherit the mantle of Prime Minister Zhuge, but I also held the position that the previous emperor held?
The carriage galloped all the way without any obstruction and came straight to the emperor's bedroom.

Jian Yong extended his hand towards Jiang Wei and said with a smile: "I am waiting for the future general. Come, please get off the car."

Jiang Wei waved his hands repeatedly and wanted to say that Jian Yong didn't need to bother him, he could get off the carriage by himself. However, Jian Yong's attitude was too tough and no one could persuade him, even Zhang Fei and Mi Zhu joined in. Jiang Wei had no choice but to accept Jian Yong's kindness, and he was helped off the carriage by Jian Yong.

The moment they stepped into the emperor's bedroom, the civil and military officials present at the banquet all cast their eyes towards Zhang Fei, Jiang Wei and others. They smiled and nodded slightly.

What surprised Jiang Wei was not the attitude of the civil and military officials, but their appearance.

He actually knew most of these civil and military officials.

Liu Bei, Zhuge Liang, Xu Shu, Fa Zheng, Zhao Yun, Chen Dao, Huang Zhong, Chen Zhen, Yi Ji, Sun Qian, Xu Jing, Dong He, Xiang Lang, Wei Yan, Ma Liang, Liu Feng.
"Are you Jiang Wei, Jiang Boyao?"

A majestic voice brought Jiang Wei's thoughts back to reality. He looked in the direction of the voice and found that the person who spoke was none other than Liu Xie, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, who was sitting in the main seat.

Jiang Wei quickly bowed, "I am Jiang Wei, the humble servant, and I pay my respects to Your Majesty!"

"Hahaha, today is a family dinner, no need to be restrained, no need to be restrained. Come, come forward and let me take a good look."

Jiang Wei took several steps forward.

Liu Xie praised her endlessly, "Very good, very good, indeed, she has a handsome appearance and extraordinary temperament, she is really a piece of beautiful jade!"

As he spoke, he looked at Zhuge Liang and said, "Prime Minister Zhuge, you must teach your disciple well this time."

Zhuge Liang nodded, he stood up and left the banquet and walked in front of Jiang Wei.

Looking at Zhuge Liang, who was eight feet tall and as tall as a mountain, Jiang Wei suddenly had a lot to say to Zhuge Liang. He wanted to say: Prime Minister, I failed in my previous life. Although I am a general, I still failed to realize the will of you and the late emperor. I failed to succeed in the Northern Expedition. I failed your expectations and your teachings.
The next moment, Jiang Wei's thoughts froze, because Zhuge Liang raised his arm, patted his shoulder, and said in a soothing and gentle tone, "Boyue, good job, I'm lucky to have met you."

"I, I. I." For a moment, Jiang Wei's mind went blank and he didn't know what to say.

Zhuge Liang's tone was still gentle, but a little more serious, "Boyue, are you willing to be my disciple again?"

Jiang Wei woke up instantly. The words that just popped into his mind were no longer important at this moment.

His eyes became firm, revealing a burning passion. He bowed to Zhuge Liang as a disciple, "I do."

He thought to himself: I would never regret it even if I died nine times.

(End of this chapter)