Chapter 912: Student Wang Lang

It's been raining a lot lately, and I can't remember which night rain it was, but the heat disappeared and disappeared again, leaving only the crispness of autumn.

It's the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Shudi, the capital of Boryeong, does not see the joy of the approaching Mid-Autumn Festival in the city, but is very dull.

Due to the loss of Xia Pass, most of the soldiers who retreated from the front entered Baoning, and General Zhennan even took the soldiers into the city to garrison, resolutely not allowing the imperial court to take a city and a pass from here.

Ordinary people are afraid of being soldiers, especially in wartime.

The Baoning Yamen was temporarily requisitioned as Qiao Jing's station, and the government servants were replaced by personal soldiers, and there were no people who even probed their brains on the side of the government office.

Even those who beg for food dare not come from outside.

The soldiers on the garrison had a serious face, and they could see that they were nervous.

The previous few times down the river did not take advantage of the two lakes, but lost a lot, which made Qiao Jing angry for a while, and recently the see-saw in Xiaguan suffered again, and when the news came back, several deputy generals had black faces, and the officials of the government were trembling.

Qiao Jing wasn't angry, but it was such a mountain rain that was about to come, which made people panic even more.

A sedan chair fell on the opposite side of the mansion, and as soon as the sedan curtain was lifted, a man dressed as a scholar came down, and he turned his head to look at the heavily guarded yamen, and his face did not change.

The soldiers naturally noticed him, and it was very unexpected that a scholar would appear here, and they didn't avoid it, but walked towards them.

With a wave of their spears, the soldiers blocked the way.

The scholar stopped in front of the gun and saluted: "Student Wang Lang, please see General Qiao." ”

Soldiers, you look at me, I look at you, it's all a question mark.

Who is this man? Where did it come from? Whose students? What's the fun?

The soldiers and the scholars are not the same way, they can't look down on the poor talent of the crepe, but the young man in front of him is neatly dressed and handsome, although he is not as capable as the martial artist, but he does not have the sour spirit of a poor scholar.

It looks like he has studied seriously, and he will read.

Seeing that they hesitated, Wang Lang said again: "The student once asked Ji Tongzhi to point out the article. ”

The soldiers looked at each other, and one of them went to call Ji Tongzhi, after all, Qiao Jing is terrible, Ji Tongzhi is a civil official, who scares who doesn't know.

Ji Tongzhi came out soon, and when he saw Wang Lang, his face sank: "Why is the virtuous nephew here?" ”

Wang Lang and Ji Tongzhi are not close, their family moved back to Baoning Mansion, although he can't go to the official career, but his reputation has not changed, he has to come to the yamen to make a note, Ji Tongzhi and Wang Fu'an have dealt with some things, not to mention whether the relationship is good or bad, Wang Fu'an is waiting for death in prison, Ji Tongzhi in line with the idea of being able to lift a hand is a hand, let the Wang family settle down, and introduced Mr. Xuetang's work to Wang Lang.

Wang Lang said: "My lord, I want to meet General Qiao, I hope your lord will introduce me." ”

Ji Tongzhi couldn't guess his purpose, and felt that he was a scholar mixed with something about the war, so he didn't agree at first, but when he saw Wang Lang's resoluteness, he was finally relieved.

"You can think about it," Ji Tongzhi looked Wang Lang up and down, and said, "If the general raises his army, there will be no way out, if you want to persuade him to let go of his military power, you won't go in, if you go, you will be sent to death." ”

Wang Lang straightened the hem of his clothes and smiled: "Why do you want to persuade?" ”

Houya, Qiao Jing heard that a teacher had come, and he was also inexplicable, but he gave Ji Tongzhi some face and let Wang Lang in.

Ji Tongzhi briefly told Qiao Jing about the situation of the Wang family.

Qiao Jing raised his eyebrows: "Oh? He slandered Shangfeng and went to prison, that's really not a thing! If you don't have any skills, how can you keep up with the head-to-head work? ”

The deputy general on the side hurriedly echoed a few times, praising Qiao Jing's ability to pass through the sky, and his momentum was different as soon as he made a move.

Qiao Jing didn't bother to listen to their sycophants, and only asked Wang Lang: "What do you want to say?" ”

Wang Lang bowed his hand, bent down and saluted: "I want to seek a military career and fight for a future, the student has been in the cold for more than ten years, and I don't want to be just a teacher." ”

Qiao Jing didn't speak, only looked at Wang Lang.

Several lieutenant generals obviously disagreed: "Can you understand how to fight with that little book you read?" What can you do with military affairs? Teach those who are soldiers to recite the three-character scripture? You are from the capital, you are coming to surrender to Cheng now, who believes you? ”

Wang Lang raised his head and his eyes were sharp: "I didn't come, marching and fighting, who becomes and who dies, what does it have to do with me?"

I came because Jiang Muyuan came.

If it weren't for him Jiang Muyuan, how could there be no name of my Wang Lang on the apricot list this year!

He came, I have a lot of hatred, how can I get rid of it? ”

Qiao Jing whistled and said, "Since you have a heart, it's not that you don't have a chance, go back and pack up, and after an hour, General Ben will take you to a place." ”

Wang Lang didn't have the slightest fear on his face, and he didn't ask where he was going, and with the arrogance of a scholar, he bowed and left.

"General, do you really believe him?" The adjutant asked.

"If you don't believe it," Qiao Jing snorted, "If you don't believe it, you can use it, and if you don't believe it, you can kill it." ”

Wang Lang went out of the mansion, and the sedan chair sat back in his small courtyard.

Mrs. Wang has Zhuangzi on the outskirts of the city, and a small courtyard is set up in the city to facilitate Wang Lang to go to the school to teach.

Wang Lang packed his baggage and turned around to leave, but before he could go out, he was stopped by Mrs. Wang.

"What's your plan?" Mrs. Wang said in a suppressed voice, "You went to the Yamen?" What do you see the thief do? ”

"Mother said cautiously," Wang Lang said, "I am just looking for a way out." ”

Mrs. Wang grabbed Wang Lang's arm tightly, glared at him and said, "Don't do foolish things!" You're not a fool! ”

"You can't teach all your life." Wang Lang said.

"You're crazy!" Mrs. Wang's eyes were red in a hurry, and she reached out to grab Wang Lang's bag, "Mother knows that you are unwilling, but your father is to blame, do you want to follow in his footsteps?" ”

Wang Lang pursed his lips, did not rush to compete with Mrs. Wang, and raised his eyes to look at Jin Anya, who was nervous when he heard the voice.

After a while, he raised his hand, patted Mrs. Wang's shoulder, and comforted: "Mother, I know what I am doing, don't worry, ten years of cold window, I don't want to read in vain, and I will never read in vain, I remember every word that the gentlemen said." ”

Mrs. Wang was stunned.

Jin Anya stepped forward, supported her, and said to Wang Lang: "The Wang family's family has been used by you to buy your father's life, and the little dowry I brought can't afford your life, so you spare your own life." ”

The words are ugly, but the concern is true.

Wang Lang is now also accustomed to Jin Anya's temperament of talking and doing things, smiled, received this concern, and went to the government with his bags.

Qiao Jing said that he wanted to take Wang Lang to a place, but in fact, it was a deputy general who took Wang Lang to the garrison outside the city, pushed him into the military doctor's tent, and let him see the seriously injured soldiers inside.

Broken hands and feet, serious injuries, and a bloody breath.

One of the broken legs didn't survive, and the military doctor commanded the men to move the body out.

The adjutant laughed and threw the broken leg into Wang Lang's arms: "Go and help!" ”

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