Chapter 85: I have a jug of wine, but I can only drink it alone
Chapter 85 I have a jug of wine, but I can only drink it alone
Chang'an City has already entered spring, but Langya County in the far north is still in deep winter. Although the time of heavy snow has passed, the snow in the mountains and plains is still accumulating. Although it has begun to melt, it just makes the weather change. colder.
The city gate of Langya County is very high, and the exit on the other side of the city is also far away. It looks like a small shining hole. You can vaguely see the snow-white luster on the other side, but it can't be reflected very far before it is blocked. Dark and dank to devour.
There are a lot of people entering the city recently, a long team. After leaving Changling County, Ma Zhibai came to Langya County. He is still wearing a Confucian shirt. In the north, he looks out of place with the people here. However, after going through the battlefield After that, there was a little more determination on his face that he didn't have before.
Sancai followed Ma Zhibai and walked towards the city with the crowd. Sancai weighed the burden behind him with difficulty to make the **** his shoulders more comfortable. He raised his head to look at the relaxed Ma Zhibai, and muttered : "Young master, your arm is already healed, why do you let me bow your back, look, I've been crushed!"
Ma Zhibai patted Sancai on the head, and said: "Who told you that your son's hand is healed? I am seriously injured, how can I recover so quickly?"
Sancai scratched the back of his head, and said: "But, the last time General Shangguan gave you the elixir, he said that you can recover in ten days at most. You have been almost half a month now, why haven't you recovered yet?"
Ma Zhibai smiled lightly, and said: "I don't know about that, maybe General Shangguan remembered it wrong."
Sancai was dumbfounded, paused, and muttered in doubt: "Would someone like General Shangguan remember wrong?"
He stomped his feet, and when he raised his head, Ma Zhibai had already gone far away, shouted "Young Master", and hurriedly chased after him.
Xia Guo people's dress is very simple, even in the winter, they are extraordinarily neat, and occasionally there are bloated sleeves, but they are also neatly cut, so that it is easy to pull out the long sword at the waist. A sword hung from his waist.
People walking with weapons are very common. After all, people in the Jianghu can be seen everywhere. There are men wearing blue shirts walking with swords, fluttering in the wind. The streets are mottled with pedestrians, and occasionally there will be a firecracker. Symbol of never ending.
Ma Zhibai took Sancai directly to the county government office.
Just as a county magistrate, Ma Zhibai may not be so easy to meet the county magistrate Zhang Zhihuan, but his other identity is worthy of the county magistrate coming to welcome him in person.
Ma Zhibai came here today to find trouble. As soon as he saw Zhang Zhihuan, he immediately took out the transfer order. It was a transfer order to dispatch Ma Zhibai to Changling County to be the county magistrate. Ma Zhibai threw it in the in front of Zhang Zhihuan.
He didn't have too many polite words, and said directly: "Lord County Sheriff, I hope you can explain to me why you transferred me to Changling County. I am now in the same position as Master Gu Qingci of Changling County Xinke Scholars, we are all under the investigation of Yushitai, it’s not good for you to do this?”
Zhang Zhihuan frowned, feeling a little displeased. After all, he was the sheriff of a county, and strictly speaking, Ma Zhibai was still his subordinate. This gesture had gone beyond the mark, but when he thought of Ma Zhibai's identity, He had no choice but to endure it, and with a smile on his face, he said, "Mr. Ma, don't get me wrong. I didn't know that there would be a war in Changling County. If I knew, I wouldn't have arranged for you to go there."
Zhang Zhihuan misunderstood. He thought that the reason Ma Zhibai was angry was because he had just sent Ma Zhibai to Changling County, but there was a siege of Beimo in Changling County. This son was frightened, so he came to look for him trouble.
He didn't even think about the possibility that it was because he gave credit to Ma Zhibai, which angered Ma Zhibai instead. After all, in this world, who doesn't like to get credit for nothing?
However, he happened to meet Ma Zhibai, a Ma Zhibai who only read sage books, and he was really angry because of his meritorious deeds.
Ma Zhibai stared at Zhang Zhihuan, his habits and temperament made it impossible for him to yell, but he said firmly: "Master Zhang, what I want to say is not this, I just want to ask you, why did you Let me take the credit of Gu Qingci's county magistrate, what enmity do I have with you, you want to harm me like this? Put me in a place of injustice? Let me be such a lowly person?"
Ma Zhibai's repeated questioning stunned Zhang Zhihuan.
He looked at Ma Zhibai in amazement, his heart fluttered, this young master of the Ma family, isn't he a fool?
Don't take credit for nothing, but come to find fault?
"Master Zhang, if you don't give me an explanation today, I, Ma Zhibai, will definitely go to Yushitai to read a copy for you in the future!" Ma Zhibai said angrily.
"Master Ma, you..."
Zhang Zhihuan has a conflict where he wants to vomit blood, co-author or am I just pretending to be passionate?
Your father asked me to take care of you. I have already reached this point. Don't you thank me? Instead, blame me? Why am I not human anymore?
"Master Ma, you..."
Zhang Zhihuan opened his mouth and murmured for a while, but he had nothing to say. He really didn't know what to say. He had seen a lot in his life, but he had never seen such a thing before. .
Grateful revenge, ungrateful?
It seems impossible to say, but now he does have a feeling of being treated like a donkey for his good intentions, and he is tired!
"Master Zhang," Ma Zhibai snorted coldly, and said, "You explain it, if you don't explain it, just wait for me to join you!"
Zhang Zhihuan wanted to hit someone very much, but he just endured and endured, and finally took a deep breath, with an old face, flicked his sleeves, snorted coldly, and said, "Explain, since you want to explain, I'll let you Let your family explain it to you!"
Zhang Zhihuan turned and walked towards the inner room, his gloomy face could already squeeze out snow, and shouted at the inner room: "Brother Chen, you should explain it yourself, I can't explain it!"
Ma Zhibai looked suspiciously at the inner room, and a person he knew very well came out, and he exclaimed, "Uncle Chen, why are you here?"
Ma Zhibai couldn't figure it out, the person who came out was actually his father's friend, Chen Shi, the guard commander of the Ma family in the capital.
Chen Shi came out, cupped his hands towards Zhang Zhihuan and said, "Master Zhang, I'm sorry, Zhibai is young and vigorous, so I offended you so much, please bear with me!"
Zhang Zhihuan said lightly: "Don't dare, I just hope that Brother Chen can explain it clearly to Mr. Ma, so as not to be a human being!"
Chen Shi knew that Zhang Zhihuan had resentment, so he smiled faintly, walked up to Ma Zhibai, and whispered for a while, when he opened his mouth, there was a wave of true energy in a three-foot radius around him, like an invisible and colorless wall Wrap the two of them in the middle, and no one else can hear a sound.
Ma Zhibai's face became more and more ugly, and finally turned pale, his feet swayed, and he took two steps back, with a face full of disbelief, pointing at Chen Shi, stammering: "Why...how can Dad be like this...Brother Gu, Brother Gu, he...I..."
"poof"
Ma Zhibai's face suddenly flushed, and he was so anxious that he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
The Confucian shirt is still the same, but there are some wrinkles...
Some book friends are asking, will the following be the old routine of the protagonist being hunted down?
Do you think it is possible, hahaha, I just let you not think of it, I just won’t tell you!
However, I can be sure that it is definitely not the old routine of being hunted down by a large group of killers.
(end of this chapter)