Chapter 6: Three Thousand Diners in the Prime Minister's Mansion (II)

On weekdays, Wei Zhengzi, who stays at home like a big lady, is really shocked by Bai Mo's celebrity and demeanor. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Wei Zhen settled down, carefully looking for the means of buying people's hearts from the emperors and generals in the subset of the scriptures and histories he had read, and he didn't know what to do for a while, but he vaguely remembered an allusion to the Boyazi period, and hurriedly said: "The trickle is like flowing water, the ups and downs are like mountains, and Your Excellency plays the piano well." ”

"Your heart is the same as mine." Bai Mo smiled, got up and made a gesture: "Bai Mou has met a bosom friend like Wei Gongzi in his life, which can be described as a great joy. ”

Wei Zhen returned the salute and said, "It's an honor." Wei has to meet a good talent like a white boy, which is also a great joy. ”

"To be polite, Wei Gongzi is a talent, and after he is a general, the future must be limitless."

"Where is it, Bai Gongzi is handsome and handsome, it is a good material, look at the future of the high pavilion, there will be a place for Bai Gongzi to stand on."

The two greeted each other, and praised each other a few words, refusing to cut to the chase, Bai Mo was not impatient, since it was fishing, he couldn't mess up in the first place.

After all, Wei Zhen is just a young child who has not been deeply involved in the world, and he couldn't bear it without saying a few words, and moved to Bai Mo with difficulty on crutches, grabbed Bai Mo's hands, and said sincerely: "The Prime Minister's Mansion is thirsty for talent, if Bai Gongzi does not dislike it, he will live in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and tomorrow I will ask my father and brother to give Gongzi an errand to do an event, what does Gongzi think?" ”

As for Wei Zhen's status, his current attitude can no longer be described by Corporal Lixian, it is simply a kind of cheapness to his identity, Bai Mo didn't expect the other party to have such an attitude, and he felt that things might not be so simple. The official system of the Jin Dynasty, the prime minister can be said to be under one person, above ten thousand people, basically the emperor has to manage, the prime minister can manage it, if you want to soar, there must be a lot of people who come to the prime minister's mansion to eat, not as Wei Zhen said, "thirsty for talent", right?

If you want to put aside ordinary people to be treated by the prime minister's grandson so politely, and even promise to take an official position as soon as they meet, I am afraid that I can't wait to go to the prime minister's mansion to be born and die, but Bai Mo's face is always thicker than ordinary people, in this situation, he still said reservedly: "Brother Wei is a little restless, Bai has no heart to enter the office, I am afraid that I will live up to Brother Wei's kindness." ”

"This ...... Do you think that the Xiangfu pond is too small to support your big fish? ”

Since the other party has given enough face, Bai Mo is not too perfunctory, and said: "Good birds choose trees to perch, virtuous ministers choose the lord to serve, Bai sees that Wei Gongzi can be described as a good master, but Wei Gongzi is not Wei Prime Minister after all, Bai does not know how the prime minister is." ”

"In this case, after the church meeting is over, Wei will take his son to see his ancestor."

"I'm tired."

To be honest, Bai Mo didn't directly agree to Wei Zhen just now, but chose to prevaricate in the past, and there was still a doubt, that is, he didn't know whether it was Wei Wuji's intention to solicit himself or Wei Zheng's own proposition, he put on a celebrity in front of Wei Zhen and caught this small fish, just wanted to use this small fish as bait to lure the big fish out, not to directly take the small fish with wine.

Wei Zhen compared Bai Mo to a big fish, but he didn't know that in the heart of this mysterious Bai Gongzi, he was the fisherman who caught the rod and fished. Let Bai Mo be a fish, no matter how big the pond is, he will definitely not be happy to go.

After Wei Zheng left, Bai Mo was a little bored, so he wandered around in this fish and dragon hall, and when he was tired of shopping, he found a random place to sit down and rest, and then recruited a few maids to rub his shoulders and beat his legs, so uncomfortable.

Bai Mo took the wine glass from the handmaiden's hand, took a sip, and sighed: "If I am the prime minister in his year, I don't know what the situation will be?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Mo lowered his eyebrows again, and said in frustration: "This wine is too turbid, this place is too pickled, this bed board is too hard, and this spring is still a little hot. ”

Bai Mo pointed to the sky, ignoring the doubts and panic of the servants around him after hearing his wild words, and shouted loudly: "Eighteen years, Bai has been thinking about you every day, a thief!" ”

There was a boom, and the sun thundered.

Prime Minister Wei Wuji glanced at the sky, and retreated left and right, only a thin old man with thief eyebrows and rat eyes was still standing beside the prime minister, holding a pamphlet in his hand.

Wei Wuji said: "Can this person enter the Twelve Grades of Merry?" ”

The thin old man shook his head: "There is no name for this person. ”

"My grandson doesn't know what kind of demagoguery he has suffered, so he has to let the old man meet him personally."

"It's just that in the past two months, the name of Young Master Wei Zhen has risen directly from the end of the twelfth rank to the middle of the sixth rank."

Wei Wuji pondered for a while before he spoke, "It's going to rain, let him wait for me in Cuiping Hall." By the way, call Wei Wen and Wei Wu. ”

The thin old man bowed down and promised, even if he retired.

Cuiping Hall, the first to arrive are two middle-aged people, one is dressed as a scholar, his steps are vain, a folding fan is very casually pinned to his waist, and the other is wearing a martial arts, wearing armor, and an eight-sided sword hanging from his waist, with a solemn expression and meticulous manners.

These two are the pillars of the next generation of the Wei family, Wei Wuji's son-in-law, Wei Wen, the ruler of Su Neishi and Wei Wu, the loyal general Wei Wu, the former is ranked in Jiuqing, and the latter's official position is not up or down in the army, and half of it is a false position. If you follow the old example, the next generation of prime ministers will be the children of the Han family, and it will not be his turn to be the head of the Wei family, Wei Wen is already ranked in the ninth qing, there is no hope of promotion, and he doesn't believe that the emperor will take his Wei family under the knife, so Wei Wen, who is in the court, has always been a corpse vegetarian, but he is not as diligent as his younger brother who serves in the army.

As soon as Wei Wen entered Cuiping Hall, he found that there were only some maids and maids cleaning inside, and there were no other characters, so he immediately said angrily: "This man named Baimo is too unsure of the Prime Minister's Mansion, who gave him the bear-hearted leopard gall, and dared to hold it up like this?" ”

Wei Wu didn't say a word, just found a place to sit down silently.

Wei Wen sneered: "Your son has invited a good guest. ”

"Wu'er Bow City (Wei Zheng's character) is not the kind of person who is not light or heavy." Wei Wu frowned, he really didn't like Wei Wen's style of speech in his heart, but Wei Wen was the eldest son after all, even if Wei Wu looked down on this brother from the bottom of his heart, he had to perform the younger brother's ceremony, so he had to be kind and reassuring: "Brother, don't be impatient." ”

Wei Wen sat directly on the top, took a sip of the tea that the maid had already brewed, shook his head and said: "It's not that I said you, brother, your son should still discipline and discipline well, let him have a little heart, don't let the fox friends cheat." This time he found this white boy, no one saw it, the spectrum is quite big, and he actually asked our father to come to see it in person, and he is not interesting. ”

Wei Wu said lightly: "Good materials are hard to find, and today's Prime Minister's Mansion is no longer what it used to be." ”

"Joke, I have 3,000 diners in the Prime Minister's Mansion, all of them are heroes for a while, brother, you are in the army, and you don't understand the new situation anymore."

Wei Wu picked up the teacup, didn't know what he was thinking, and put it down silently. Wei Wen glanced at his younger brother, who was very wooden in his heart, and suddenly felt bored, and stopped talking.

"The rat eats bricks, and the talk is misleading; Meat eaters are despised, and they are not enough to be far-sighted! Come on, come on, this pot has wine, go and go, where is the romance? How expensive is the gold and silver brocade, you must drink 800 cups! Yes...... Cup! ”

A quarter of an hour passed, and finally, a drunken figure appeared at the entrance of Cuiping Hall, carrying a wine jug, singing a ballad with no tune in his mouth, and his figure swayed in.

Wei Wen sighed: "Sure enough, as I expected, this is just a prodigal who has no real talent." Let's put up such a big battle for him, I'm afraid that spreading it will make the old Han family and the old Zhao family laugh off their big teeth. ”

Wei Wu still didn't say a word, but he looked at the drunken white-clothed young man with cold eyes, and secretly thought in his heart, if this person is really just an embroidered pillow and a useless guy, he must solve this person with a sword, and don't ask his father to have any opinions on Wei Zhen.

Bai Mo picked up the wine jug and took another big sip, then he looked into the hall and saw two middle-aged people, and chuckled lightly: "You can go to court!" ”

"Bold!" Wei Wen immediately shouted a loud scold.

This reprimand shocked Bai Mo into a cold sweat, but on the surface, he still didn't care, and said indiscriminately: "What grievances does this prime minister have, the grass people are in charge of you?" ”

Wei Wu also began to feel that this person's behavior was too unreasonable, and he had already touched the hilt of the sword with one hand.

"Wei Wen Wei Wu, sit down."

Wei Wuji strode over, followed by the thin old man.

The old man was beside Wei Wuji and said in a low voice: "The madness is a plus in the amorous product. It seems that this white boy has a fairly accurate understanding of Pei Xingjian's preference for the old horseman. ”

"Everyone in the world knows that Pei Xingjian once scolded Wang Qiushui for his poor knowledge and never ranked first, if he is an official at most a county magistrate, he feels that Pei Xingjian likes that kind of solemn and wooden scholar, which is really wrong." Wei Wuji smiled, "This old puppet says one thing and does another, but it really hurts a lot of people." ”

The old man smiled as well, but said no more.

Wei Wuji sat on the main seat, and said with full of anger: "Wuji is old and frail, it's too late, please ask Bai Gongzi Haihan." ”

Bai Mo also knew that the main master was coming, so it was not good to continue to support him, so he bowed down and said: "Grass people Bai Mo, see the prime minister, the prime minister, this thousand years old......"

"I read that you have left your hometown for 2,000 miles, and you don't understand the rules of the capital, and the old man doesn't care too much about you, so don't be polite." Wei Wuji waved his hand, there were three thousand diners in the Prime Minister's Mansion, all of them were strangers, and some of them were barbarians who couldn't even speak the Chinese language, and they had long been accustomed to ignoring etiquette.

Bai Mo said: "The grass people are Confucian students, and they dare not be exempt. Prime Minister Chitose. ”

Say goodbye, bow and kowtow three times.

Wei Wuji frowned, this kind of style is really a little unpleasant. At this time, he heard Bai Mo say: "When the grass people came, I heard that this year's season is treacherous, and there was a big flood in the spring, or last year's drought and no rain in the north, the refugees fled in all directions, and now it has reached the point of changing the son and eating, I don't know if the court and the princes have a good plan?" ”

Wei Wuji said: "What is the best way, the food relief is, but now it is ......"

Wei Wuji pointed at Wei Wen: "This kid and I asked for too much food, and the imperial court couldn't get it for a while, so the matter froze here." ”

"Bai heard that there are 3,000 diners in the Prime Minister's Mansion, I don't know what the good plan is for these 3,000 heroes?"

"Three thousand diners in the Prime Minister's Mansion?" Wei Wuji snorted coldly, "Three thousand corpses in the Prime Minister's Mansion are right!" ”