Chapter 138 War of words
Zhao Yushu rode on the horse and looked at Wang Bushi beside him: "You are not a representative of the academy, why are you following me?"
Wang Bushi pointed at A Yao who was trotting along behind the horse and said, "If he can come, why can't I?"
"He is my little follower."
"Then you can treat me as your follower."
Ah Yao was panting, looking at the two shameless guys riding horses leisurely in front of him. Although he couldn't ride a horse, couldn't they ride one horse together? Why did he have to let him run with them? And Zhao Yushu gave the reason: I don't have the habit of riding with men.
The exploration and other technical work of the entire granary were all completed by the craftsmen from the government office. The so-called representatives like Zhao Yushu were just their own people from various factions to make up the scene. Who could really expect a group of pampered second-generation scholars to understand civil engineering?
Of course, there were more than one representative. When he arrived at the place designated by Governor Lan, Zhao Yushu saw several familiar faces, such as Miss Lu and several other familiar faces he had seen at the second-generation banquet on the first night.
But at the same time, he also saw several unexpected people, such as the young Duke Wang Shaolin who was sitting under the pergola leisurely eating fruits, and Fang Sanniang in red who was so happy that she couldn't hide her face and wished she could measure the size herself.
Did the Red Lotus Cult also participate in the negotiations yesterday?
Zhao Yushu thought of the old man he saw the day before and couldn't help but respect him. If Governor Lan wanted, he could have slapped him to death in the government office, leaving the Red Lotus Sect in Nanyang leaderless. However, he still entered the city and came to the enemy's base camp to negotiate. However, this courage and magnanimity were something Zhao Yushu admitted he could not match.
"Mr. Zhao is here too." Miss Lu came over first and greeted him.
"I didn't expect that Miss Lu had just mentioned this matter and it would be settled so quickly."
Miss Lu smiled sweetly: "The elders had already made plans. I was just a mouthpiece. I tried to trick Mr. Zhao and got a thank-you note."
Although it was called a scam, Zhao Yushu knew in his heart that this was an investment. He immediately made a few self-deprecating remarks and left Wang Buzhi with A Yao to chat with the second generations. Wang Buzhi was responsible for chatting, while A Yao was responsible for eating and drinking. Then he walked towards Mr. Qin who was walking towards him.
"After being hit by a sword, he still dares to show off. He is really a fearless person." A trace of suspicion flashed in Mr. Qin's eyes. His sword hit Zhao Yushu's waist, but whether from that time or now, the opponent seems to be fine.
"What? You hit me with a sword? I thought it was a feather duster. It hurt for half an hour." Zhao Yushu retorted bluntly. Seeing Mr. Qin's face turn red in an instant, he thought to himself, if you have the guts, just draw your sword again. This will give me a chance to try out the power of my newly practiced divine sword.
“Oh, isn’t this Brother Zhao? Nanyang City is so big, but I can meet you everywhere. We are really destined to meet.” Wang Shaolin stood up from his chair and walked over with a smile.
"Indeed, we have only met once or twice, but the captain missed me so much that he sent Mr. Qin to say hello late at night. If you don't know, you would think that the captain has some special hobby." Zhao Yushu looked back and forth between Wang Shaolin and Mr. Qin, revealing a nasty smile that deserved a beating.
I didn't look for you, but you came to my door again and again. Do you really think I'm made of clay? You like to play assassination in the middle of the night, right? I'll let you see what real assassination is when I have the chance.
Wang Shaolin was stunned after hearing this. After a moment, he sneered and said, "I can't remember how many years it has been since anyone dared to make fun of me."
"Then you must have not been out of Jiangning for a long time, otherwise people who don't know would think that the whole world belongs to the Duke of Yue."
Wang Shaolin was stunned for a moment. A duke of a foreign surname, no matter how favored he was or how hereditary his title was, was still a duke of a foreign surname. There were countless examples of him being extremely powerful today but becoming a powerless rich man or even demoted to a commoner tomorrow during the 400 years of the Tang Dynasty. If any censor really knew about today's conversation and made a big fuss about it in the court, it would be a disgusting and troublesome matter even if it didn't cause any serious consequences.
Why is this Zhao guy so annoying? I really want to kill him right now.
"Brother Zhao is indeed very sharp in his words."
"Well, you said this before. The person next to you has also tried my weapon and found it is equally sharp. Mr. Qin, is your neck okay?"
Mr. Qin narrowed his eyes and said, "Zhao Yushu, you are really looking for death."
"Then you'd better be sure to kill me in one move, otherwise I will definitely replace both of you before I die. You can try."
If there was gunpowder in this era, it would have exploded by now. The three of them stared at each other for a long time, but in the end, they did not take action.
Wang Shaolin sneered several times in a row, turned around and left: "If you have the guts, come to Jiangning and try."
Jiangning? The mission given by the senior brother was in Jiangning. Lao Gu was really an unreliable senior brother. He didn't make it in time to save me in Dongdu. Now that I came out to relax, he arranged me to go to the enemy's base camp. This senior brother was really too unstable.
"Okay, once the matter in Nanyang is settled, I will go to your house to pay you a visit."
Wang Shaolin, who had just taken two steps, paused, turned around and looked at this ignorant boy in disbelief, unable to tell whether he was really stupid or brave.
Wang Shaolin walked back to the pavilion, sat down on a chair, and gulped down a cup of tea: "If he leaves Nanyang alive, you can go back to Wangjiang Tower."
Mr. Qin was startled, and it seemed that he took a long time to understand what Wang Shaolin meant. After a while, he finally lowered his head, which he had not lowered for a long time: "Yes."
After disgusting his two mortal enemies and leaving, Zhao Yushu was just about to join the second generation to get some food, when he turned around and found Fang Sanniang looking at him shyly.
Well, I am really popular. People from all factions want to chat with me.
But if you want to chat, just come over. What's there to be embarrassed about?
After thinking about it, Zhao Yushu suddenly realized that Fang Sanniang represented the Red Lotus Sect. If she took the initiative to find him, people might make a fuss about it.
Zhao Yushu thought to himself, since you are standing here, it means that the governor has temporarily reached an agreement with the Red Lotus Sect. What should I be afraid of?
"Miss Fang, I didn't expect to see you here."
"Hello, Mr. Zhao. Just call me Sanniang. I didn't expect to be here today."
The pergola was built on a small mound. The two men stood side by side and watched a group of craftsmen busy below, measuring the site with tools.
"Where's the old man?"
"In the government office." Fang Sanniang lowered her head and kicked her feet uneasily.
"I thought the negotiations ended yesterday." Zhao Yushu was a little confused and didn't know why the old helmsman was still staying in the government office.
"Until the disaster victims completely leave Nanyang, Master must be held hostage."
Zhao Yushu widened his eyes, and the bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.