"Wang Baihu, this glass of wine is a toast to you, you can't refuse."
"How would you dare to be in a lowly position, how dare you."
Wang Sheng sat at the bottom, looking a little reserved. While talking, he drank the wine glass and shook the bottom of the empty glass to the people on the table.
Suddenly there was a lot of booing on the table.
"Okay! Then this cup is my respect to you, and you can't refuse it."
The person who raised his glass to him was a middle-aged man in blue and soap, with a flushed face. This was his immediate boss, the head of a thousand households surnamed Zuo in the standard yamen.
When Wang Sheng first came to Jiaozhou, he was assigned to be in charge of Zuo Qianhu to fill the vacancy. According to the rules, all the officials in the Neisi Yamen should go to his house to have a drink and run errands together in the future. They are not real brothers, but better than real brothers.
However, Li Yan's suggestion to Wang Sheng can be said to hit the nail on the head.
Wang Sheng moved from Tongzhou to the right, and went to the Yamen of the Bureau of the Bureau of Shandong for no reason. Naturally, he was hated by others.
Let's not talk about the position of Baihu, how many people are watching in the yamen, just talk about Wang Sheng, Zuo Qianhu, the immediate boss. , his nephew's recommendation naturally fell through.
It's no wonder that Zuo Qianhu came to Wang Sheng's house and found an excuse to drink him desperately. It was nothing more than wearing small shoes for Wang Sheng to make him angry.
Wang Sheng looked at the full wine glass and hesitated for a while.
He is not bad at drinking, but he has been feeling chest tightness and tinnitus these past few days, so he went to the pharmacy to grab two doses of anti-inflammatory medicine. The doctor told him not to get drunk, but Zuo Qianhu was aggressive on the table, and he really couldn't shirk it.
"Why, don't you give me this face?"
Zuo Qianhu stretched his face.
Wang Shengqiang said with a smile: "Master Zuo, it's because I have been unwell for the past two days, and I have taken a few taboo Chinese medicines. I really can't drink more of this wine."
"How much?" Zuo Qianhu swept the three or four empty wine jars on the table: "We only drank this at the table."
"That's right, that's right."
"Brother Wang doesn't really give brother face, he doesn't even like to drink a few glasses of wine. You know, Brother Wang was transferred from Tongzhou. I don't know, I thought it was a big deal for the capital to be decentralized. .¡±
Immediately, someone next to him fanned the flames in a strange way.
Wang Sheng glanced at the man, and said jokingly: "President Shao Qi's words are wrong. The newly appointed Governor Huang of our yamen is from the capital. Are you implying that he is an old man?"
The man was speechless for a while, before saying: "I didn't mean that."
"Hahaha, I was just joking." Wang Sheng revealed the quarrel, and said: "Of course I want to drink Zuo Qianhu's wine. I just hope that brother Haihan, I have been in poor health for the past two days. cup, I really can¡¯t drink any more.¡±
He glanced at the wine glass and drank it down. He felt a spicy rush from the esophagus into his lower abdomen. He resisted the discomfort and showed the wine glass to everyone.
Zuo Qianhu wanted to say something, but he noticed that Wang Sheng's face suddenly turned pale, beads of sweat rolled down, and a stream of dark red blood flowed from his nostrils.
He was shocked: "Hey, what's going on!"
Dang lang~
When the wine glass fell to the ground, Wang Sheng's brain was beating loudly, everything in front of him was slowly distorted, hot wine and blood gushed out from his nostrils and mouth at the same time
The black horse's hooves crushed a white camellia flower on the side of the road, and when the strong legs turned, yellow dust was raised.
Three horses were galloping on the official road, one in front and two behind, and the mounds of mounds and thorns beside the road kept retreating.
"Call~"
Li Yan reined in the horse and told Fei Lei to slow down. Then he frowned and said to Zhang Butou, who was able to catch up with him.
"If we really can't find manpower, we can either go overland to avoid the Zhu Polong on the water, or we can send a sailor escort from Dasong Weirang. They are paid by the government, so they can't shirk."
Dasongwei is one of the twenty-four guards in Shandong, which governs the local Thousand Households in Jiaozhou.
If Chen Yuewu couldn't help, Li Yan had no choice but to take the manpower from the Shandong Navy and sail the boat for himself.
Zhang Butou responded carefully, and he couldn't get in the way of this kind of thing. At that time, he would just let the people of Dasongwei argue with the governor.
As Li Yan was speaking, he felt the sword box on his back suddenly bump, as if a dozen live fish were about to jump out of it.
He took off the sword case from behind, and lifted the copper buckle to open the sword case.
Without waiting for the flag board to run away, Li Yan came fromMove to the right, pile up the dragon and tiger flags and press them under the palm of your hand.
Li Yan observed carefully, and found that the flags occupied by gold were trembling so violently that an ordinary strong man might not be able to hold them down with his whole body.
As for the flag, which was almost completely covered in blood red, it lay silently in the sword box.
He smiled, and said to Butou Zhang: "I have come all the way from Guangning, and I haven't had a day of peace. But since I arrived in Jiaozhou, there have been fewer demons and evil spirits. Shandong is indeed the hometown of saints."
Li Yan didn't wait for Zhang Butou's answer, but turned to look at the surrounding wilderness, and asked Zhang Butou: "When we came, didn't we take this road?"
"Ah, no, let's go out for a trip and just go around the whole circle to go back. This road is the shortest."
Li Yan nodded: "I said that I have never seen that temple on the roadside."
What Li Yan was referring to was a wild Town God's Temple next to the official road. The gate of the temple was already empty and covered with dust. Surrounded by pitch-black gourd vines and various weeds, there is a piece missing on the faded yellow plaque, and only a Qiong character can be seen.
"What kind of temple is this?"
Zha Xiaodao asked a question.
"The Town God's Temple existed in the previous dynasty, and it seems to be dedicated to some general. It must have been deserted for more than 20 years."
Li Yan smiled and said: "Passing by is fate, shall we go in and burn incense sticks?"
He looked at the other two.
"Ah, this" Catcher Zhang instinctively refused: "This temple is deserted, and gods like to be grand, so it must be clean, right? He also despises this place, even if the city god is alive."
"This temple is not deserted, and there are footprints around it."
Zha Xiaodao had sharp eyes and made a quick conclusion.
Li Yan buckled the sword box, got off his horse, and walked towards the Town God's Temple stepping on weeds and tree roots.
Sure enough, when Li Yan arrived at the gate of the temple, the noise of the ten golden flags in the sword box became even more violent.
Zha Xiaodao walked up to him, and the two of them pushed the door open and entered.
Unexpectedly, this deserted temple covered with weeds on the outside is not as ruined as Li Yan imagined. Although it is empty, it is very clean. The golden armored god in the hall is mottled everywhere, and even his head has been cut off. There are still some shriveled fruits and pastries in the front. The incense in the jar has been burned out, and the ashes are still there. It's a complete set of simple dharma objects.
It can be seen that there are people cleaning here from time to time.
But other than that, I can't see anything unusual. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com