Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

After Pang Tong suppressed the emotional turmoil in his heart, and took a closer look, he found another similarity.

He behaves closely with that ugly scholar, talks and laughs happily, just like his best friend Zhuge Liang, who is also a man with a dignified appearance and clear features.

One beauty and one ugliness can be described as 'complementing each other'.

This is really... the wife is so destined.

For the first time in his life, Pang Tong had a deep taste of sympathy, so he stopped hesitating, got up and walked to them, rarely taking the initiative to talk to them.

And when he sat down on the empty seat by the table with agitation, Zhang Song was talking to Fazheng in a low voice.

Taoran Building has always been crowded with visitors, especially at the moment when the Gathering is being held, there is an endless stream of students coming and going, and there will be a burst of excitement after a while.

Although they sat in a secluded place, there were occasional people coming and going around them.Zhang Song knew that his appearance was indecent, so he rarely raised his head to avoid attracting attention that would make him uncomfortable.

Zhang Song didn't care much when he noticed someone sitting down at the table.

But he said that when he first got the news that the imperial court intends to crusade against Zhang Lu in Yizhou, he was keenly aware that the reason why Liu Yan suffered the "flying disaster" was probably not bad luck, but that there were resourceful people behind him. the result of.

As soon as this conjecture came to mind, Zhang Song silently excluded all the people who were involved in it, and came to the conclusion that most likely it was written by Yan Qing.

He immediately realized that since this Yizhou had been targeted by Yan Qing, it was no longer safe.

Even with the protection of natural dangers, those mediocre talents who have not yet understood the situation can't last long.

So he made a decisive decision, followed the hesitant old master Liu Yan's mind, and gave a bad idea in his eyes. He successfully tricked this idiot-like Yizhou pastor into committing suicide, so he cleaned up. The penny ran away.

Before he left, he thought about it, and he didn't even remind his stubborn and loyal brother, and only brought Fazheng, the only smart person he liked in Yidi, with him.

It's not that he is unkind and doesn't care about family ties, but that there are very few people in Yizhou who can see that this is a critical moment. If his elder brother doesn't believe his words and rushes to report him, wouldn't he be dead?

Fazheng was originally unrecognized for his talents, and he agreed with him, so the two hit it off and left very simply.

Zhang Song traveled non-stop all the way, and thanks to Yan Qing's wealth and diligence in building roads, as soon as he left the closed Yizhou, he found that all the roads could lead to Yuzhou, and the public security and road conditions were also good. It was much faster than expected. almost there.

He walked in a hurry, but he was not very nervous - he was sure that even if Liu Yan suddenly found that there was no one when he was discussing rewards for his merits, he would not be able to react for a while.

I'm afraid that he will have to wait until he suffers a big loss before remembering to ask him to settle the score.

Yuzhou is now famously prosperous and prosperous. Every day, people who are fleeing disasters and studying here bring their families with them. In order to accommodate so many people, Xu City expands outward almost every year. The scale is magnificent and extraordinary.

Zhang Song couldn't help sighing, letting himself and Fazheng's convoy mix in the queue entering the city would at most attract a few envious looks, but it wouldn't attract too much attention.

Because he had a guide and a clear household registration certificate, after paying a small settlement fee, he was easily let go by the soldiers politely.

When you actually enter the city, the bustle and bustle inside, the crowds of people wearing clean clothes, but in an orderly manner, and the smooth and smooth stone floors, straight drainage channels, and countless peach trees, Neatly planted on both sides of the road that is spacious enough for four carriages to travel at the same time, surrounded by shops, hawkers and sidewalks...

Fazheng couldn't help raving: "This is simply..."

Zhang Song couldn't take his eyes off it anymore, he was amazed.

After they learned from the store where they were staying that the place where scholars gathered the most in the city was the Taoran Building besides the school building, they made a special trip here to listen in for a while, and then try to find out.

Whether it is him or Fazheng, they have only been active in Yizhou and Sili in the past 20 years, and their understanding of Yuzhou, which is changing with each passing day, is naturally pitiful.

After all, rumors are often distorted and exaggerated, so seeing is believing.Although Xu Cheng's prosperity opened their eyes and left an excellent first impression, if they listened to the rumors in everything, then Yan Qing would become a fairy sent by the heavens to save the world, eating the wind and drinking the dew, and having no desires. No need.

If this is the case, the immortal king can escape from the world, why bother to be an official in the world and train so many powerful soldiers?

According to the results of Zhang Song and Fazheng's discussion, it is best to stay for ten and a half months first, try to find out the general situation, and then decide whether to find a way to become an official here, or go elsewhere.

... It's just that this seemingly good idea was abruptly postponed as they entered the Lantai, which was six stories high and filled with newly published precious books.

Faced with the temptation that every scholar can hardly resist, they plunged into it without hesitation, wandered hungrily in the sea of ​​books for several days, starved to the point of starvation, and were carried back to the inn by servants like wandering ghosts , I finally remembered the business.

They all agreed that even if Yan Qing was just a mediocre talent with a false reputation, this prosperous Xu City and the dreamlike Lantai still deserved the praise of people.

In Zhang Song's arms, there was actually an important hole card, which even his close friend Fazheng hadn't told - it was the map of Xichuan that he drew privately not long ago.

If Yan Qing is really the lord of England, he will present this picture, the shortcut to Xichuan may easily impress any prince in the world, so why not be afraid that he won't be able to find an official position?

He was thinking about it to himself, and suddenly saw that Fa's face was different, and his mind was obviously not on his topic, so he couldn't help asking: "Xiao Zhi?"

Fazheng's eyes were extremely subtle, his brows gathered slightly, and just as he was about to answer, Zhang Song turned his head away.

A wide face with thick eyebrows and nose, black skin and short beard, and a bit of joy pierced into the eyes instantly, which made Zhang Song, who was unprepared, suddenly suffocated...

Guo Jia ate enough to eat, seeing Yan Qing lazily resting his chin in one hand, staring at a place in a daze, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he couldn't help feeling a little curious, and followed his line of sight to look forward .

Seeing this without warning, he almost choked to death on his favorite cloud cake.

Yan Qing came back to his senses, patted him on the back and poured water, and said helplessly: "People who are about to get married, why are you still like a child, choking on everything you eat?"

Guo Jia waved his hand: "They..."

Yan Qing smiled: "Judging people by their appearance, Ziyu is lost. Besides, they are just special in appearance, different from ordinary people, but it is not enough for you to react so exaggeratedly."

Guo Jia felt that he couldn't argue with anything.

He is not so fragile that he would feel uncomfortable even looking at an ugly person. It's just that in these years, he has been with the lord who looks like a fairy day and night, and he is used to the handsome and handsome appearance. , naturally a little frightened.

Seeing that he stopped coughing, Yan Qing let go of his hand, and his eyes were no longer glued to Pang Tong, and continued to listen with gusto.

Although he didn't know who the person talking to Xiao Fengchu was, he had a premonition: it might not take long to see those two again on a formal occasion.

The result was exactly as he expected.

Three days later, Cui Yan, who was in charge of recommending talents, brought the two people from Yizhou, who were interested in serving, and who had treasures to offer, outside Liushuilou.

Tai Shici bowed respectfully, and asked, "Do you want the two of you to meet together, or alone?"

Yan Qing recalled the content of the history books related to Zhang Song, and had some ideas in his mind: "Anyway, there is nothing to do now, let's meet alone, and it seems more solemn. The other person led him to the side hall and waited."

Tai Shici nodded, Zhang Song was the only one who brought in after going out.

"Please sit down."

Yan Qing smiled, looked at him gently, and didn't look too much.

In the Eastern Han Dynasty, where the tone still focused on appearance, even if you evaluate it in a polite tone, you have to admit that Zhang Song's wicked look is really bad, and he is also short in stature. Unflattering type.

No wonder Cao Cao, who has always been a meritocracy, refused to take a good attitude towards him.

Then how can you show off your power without any trace, and still convince the other party?

There were slight ripples in Yan Qing's eyes, and an idea came to his mind instantly.

Zhang Song had an important map of Yizhou's military lifeline in his arms, he had his own confidence, and he was also thinking about whether Yan Qing was qualified to be the master in his mind, so he sat down without restraint.

As for Yan Qing's so beautiful face that people couldn't take their eyes off it, Zhang Song was only in awe when he saw it for the first time, and soon regained his composure.

——Anyway, among the people in the world, except for Pang Shiyuan whom he met a few days ago, almost all of them are prettier than him, so the one who is extra beautiful, in his heart, naturally there is no big difference.

It's just that the conversation that followed was beyond Zhang Song's expectations.

Yan Sikong didn't hold a skeptical attitude just because he came from Yizhou, he didn't try to win him over, and he didn't even ask what the treasure he was going to offer was, but he naturally showed a gentle and tolerant attitude, asking A few unimportant bits and pieces.

At this moment, Yan Qing happily asked: "Since you entered the territory of Yuzhou, have you encountered any banditry or officers and soldiers who charged you extra tolls?"

Zhang Song was taken aback: "Never."

Yan Qing nodded in satisfaction, and asked again: "When you stay at the top of the store, does the store have a clear price tag, and write all the prices on the front cabinet?"

Zhang Song still felt strange at the time, so he naturally had the impression: "... yes."

Yan Qing took this opportunity to finish asking some small questions that were not easy to ask people to check directly, and indeed only people from other places could answer.

In the end, I got back to business: "What was your position in Liu Yan's tent?"

Ever since Liu Yan raised his troops to fight against the imperial court openly and exposed the fact that he had long been collaborating with the so-called "Northern bandits", Yan Qing has changed the term "Liu Shijun" to Liu Yan in a good manner, or privately communicated with Guo Jia and others. Unlucky for Liu, as he was jokingly called.

Zhang Song answered a bunch of inexplicable questions, and was at a loss. After hearing this, his spirit immediately froze, and he replied reservedly: "A certain person is not talented, and Yu Yidi has been working in this position for five years. .”

"It's so good." Yan Qing clapped his hands and said happily, "I happen to have something here, and I want to invite you to have a look."

Zhang Songde gestured to him, Xiao went forward, took a closer look, but saw Yan Qing casually took it out from the drawer, and immediately unfolded the large parchment casually, which was nothing but an incredibly detailed map.

Under the extreme shock, Zhang Song even squinted his eyes and widened a lot, his face suddenly turned pale.

Yan Qing didn't seem to notice the change in his face, and pointed at the map modestly, especially the so-called Xichuan map that Zhang Song was carefully hiding in his arms at the moment and drawn by himself. Looking at the location of "Yizhou" more than a hundred times, he asked with a smile: "The caravan that went to survey this year has not returned yet, and no new revisions have been made. It is inevitable that it has been crudely made. It makes you laugh."

"In your opinion, is there room for improvement?"

Zhang Song: "..."