With Deng Mao and the grain shop shopkeeper watching, Cheng Yuanzhi still supported Zhen Mi very much, and calling Zhen Mi by his wife is a little simpler.

Zhen Mi pouted, 'hum', got into the carriage, glared at Cheng Yuanzhi, turned his head and instructed the shopkeeper to say:

"Shopkeeper, you quickly return to Wuji Zhen's house, meet the head of the family, let the head of the family come to Youzhou, and everything will be understood if you look for the assassin history."

Just as Zhen Mi was about to remove the curtains, Cheng Yuanzhi blushed his face, stepped forward, and asked shyly:

"I only know that your name is Zhen Mi, so does I call you Mi'er, or call you my maiden name?" This Zhen Mi likes to dress up as a man, and Cheng Yuanzhi is afraid that even his name is a pseudonym.

Zhen Mi looked at Cheng Yuanzhi's cautious appearance, which was in sharp contrast to his arrogant appearance just now, and couldn't help but burst into tears and laughed, and said angrily:

"Zhen Ji!"

Then, the curtain of the carriage was lowered and covered tightly.

This is the status of Shangjia, even if it is the history of Youzhou, he also does not take the Zhen family seriously.

Talk about it, that's called talking about business. I couldn't talk about it, and I didn't dare to make a noise about it.

No one will offend the history of assassination for the sake of a single rich businessman, but will stare at how to divide the huge market interests that have come out after the fall of the rich businessman.

"Haha, let's go! Back to Youzhou! ”

This trip to Luoyang is so worthwhile.

The reason why Cheng Yuanzhi forcibly took Zhen Ji away was not for Zhen Ji alone, he was hungry for Zhen Ji's body, and even more for the grain and grass in Zhen Ji's house.

"The last will be ordered!"

Inside the carriage is Zhen Ji, the wife of Cheng Yuanzhi, who is the future of Youzhou. Deng Mao swung the horsewhip very hard, and he couldn't wait to send the person to Youzhou in a blink of an eye.

Youzhou, Guangyang County.

Liu Bei led Guan Yu and Zhang Fei to stand on the city wall, and saw Cheng Yuanzhi and Deng Mao's carriage slowly driving over, getting closer and closer.

Along the way, Deng Mao didn't know how many whips he had received, and the whip wounds on his body had never healed.

Hurry up, whip! The road is slow, and if you can't throw in the post station at night, you still have to be pumped. The dry food she made was not delicious, Zhen Ji was too hard, and she still couldn't escape a beating.

Gritting his teeth and holding his breath, Deng Mao finally saw Guangyang County, and couldn't help shedding tears, sighing secretly:

"I finally sent the two ancestors back, it's too difficult to wait, and I'm sicker than the princess in the palace."

Cheng Yuanzhi was also overjoyed, he finally returned to his own territory, he didn't have to be restrained anymore, he could start to bully the people.

Hurry up and enter the county seat.

Taishou Mansion, the banquet rose as scheduled, good wine and meat, and a big table was filled.

Cheng Yuanzhi sat on the top seat, raised a large bowl of wine, drank it all, and shouted:

"Great, the golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as their own kennel. The history of this assassin is finally back, a big victory, a great contribution, from now on this Guangyang, and the entire Youzhou are mine, haha, congratulations! Congratulations! Drink. ”

Cheng Yuanzhi couldn't wait for the maid to pour the wine, grabbed the wine bowl, directly pulled the cover, and poured himself a big sip.

Liu Bei saw that Cheng Yuanzhi was carried away, hesitated in his heart, couldn't help but be curious, and asked cautiously:

"Envoy, is it done to go to Luoyang? Really got the edict? Is it the edict of the prefectural order, or is it the school captain? Isn't he a general? ”

Liu Beicai didn't believe that with 100,000 yuan of money, he could get back the official positions of Thorn Shi and Taishou, if that was the case, then Thorn Shi and Taishou would have been rotten on the street, and there were many rich businessmen in the Han world who could afford this price.

Cheng Yuanzhi didn't expect Liu Bei to dare to question, and he was angry in his heart, such a trivial matter was originally meant to be sent to Liu Bei to do it, but Liu Bei pushed it back and forth, which made Cheng Yuanzhi unhappy, and now he still questioned it a lot, and he was angry:

"Hmph, that's right, in the future, you will call a certain assassin. How difficult can this edict be? A certain went to Luoyang, where Luoyang sold officials, and the people in the Xiyuan official office were eager to stuff a large cart of edicts to Ben Assassin Shi. At the beginning, Ben Thorn Shi asked you to ask for an official to come back as a pawn, but you had to ask your mother-in-law and mother to talk so much salty. ”

"That edict, you eat and drink well, you can go to Deng Mao to take a look, it's right. Come and come, all give this thorn history to drink, after drinking, this thorn history will give you the official, whoever drinks too much, the official will be sealed, no money, who let you follow this thorn history to mix. ”

Cheng Yuanzhi was so angry that after drinking, he picked up a roasted leg of lamb and gnawed it violently.

Liu Bei wanted to ask again, but when he thought of Cheng Yuanzhi's whip, he still endured it, took the wine glass, walked to Deng Mao's side, and smiled with a smile:

"General Deng, the envoy said that the edict of appointment is here, can you give it a look?" Liu Bei has worked hard for most of his life, but he has not been able to mix with the official position of a county order, mainly because he can't get connections, no one helps to recommend, and there is no one in the court, so it's not easy to be an official.

Liu Bei didn't believe that Cheng Yuanzhi went out on a trip and got the official positions of Assassin Shi and Taishou, it was really so easy, Liu Bei had already gone to Luoyang to pick up officials, and he still needed to go into battle to kill the enemy, and work hard?

For so many days, the edict has been placed on Deng Mao's body, and it has become more and more moldy, so stinky that as long as you sniff it, you can forget about hunger and be refreshed.

Deng Mao couldn't wait to send the edict out, but Cheng Yuanzhi didn't ask for it back, but he didn't expect Liu Bei to take the initiative to ask for a look.

True warriors too!

Deng Mao couldn't help but glance at Liu Bei, then suddenly stuffed his sleeves into his nose, pulled it into his arms, pulled out the edict and threw it to Liu Bei, and said in a nasal voice:

"Xuande, where will Lord Assassin Shi lie to us, and whatever Lord Assassin Shi says in the future, that's what it is. I, Deng Mao, don't accept anyone, so I will serve Master Shi. Now, the edict is here, read it for yourself. ”

Deng Mao still vaguely felt the smell of the edict, passed it on, quickly shook off Liu Bei, picked up the wine glass and poured it desperately, using alcohol to kill and kill the virus, and cover up the strong smell.

The edict stinks, but when he saw the edict, Liu Bei couldn't help but take it, quickly swept it, and said secretly:

"Is it really an edict? Written by the Son of Heaven of the Han Dynasty, stamped with the edict of the jade seal of the country? Oh my God, what I've always dreamed of, but unfortunately the name on it is not me Liu Bei Liu Xuande. I'm so angry! ”

This edict is a fact and cannot be changed.

But Liu Bei remembered what Cheng Yuanzhi had just said, if you drink, you will be an official, whoever drinks more, the bigger the official, and suddenly felt that it was too late.

Jealousy makes people unrecognizable, and even if you want to be jealous, you have to be an official first.

Liu Bei put the edict on Deng Mao's table, snatched Deng Mao's two pieces of wine, and came to Cheng Yuanzhi with one hand, and said hurriedly:

"Thorn history, the official seal is big, the seal is small, it doesn't matter if you are prepared, the main thing is to follow the thorn history, don't say much, these two wines are prepared. Come, salute the history of the assassination! ”