The soldiers slept soundly, and woke up to the scent. Looking at the sky, it was not early, and someone yawned again:

"I didn't get so tired after a day's journey in the past, but I slept so heavily yesterday!"

However, when I woke up, I was refreshed, and I saw hot freshly wrapped buns and rice cakes on the table, as well as peanuts soaked in old vinegar, freshly cut pig's tongue, and fresh fruits and vegetables, and my mood improved.

A group of people ate lively, rewarded Lao Jiaotou, and said goodbye politely. Someone checked the lock on the box and saw that it was in good condition, so he left with peace of mind.

Seeing the team of horses disappear, Lao Jiaotou smiled and wiped his face, and the wrinkled face was torn off by him and replaced with a young face.

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……

This morning was canceled, and such a thing will happen every once in a while, and the ministers feel that it is commonplace, and they don't take it to heart, and they still do what they should do.

It's just that the atmosphere in the Prime Minister's Mansion today is not very ordinary, and a shadow wall is built with golden things in the garden, which is not dazzling in the sun.

If you look closely, it turned out to be gold bars! If you look closely, you can see that each gold bar has cracks of greater or less, revealing a black lining from the cracks. The person who saw it exhaled, it turned out that it was not a real gold bar.

The strategist stood in the center of the earth, looking up from time to time to sneak a glance at Uncle Liu Guo, trembling and waiting for his attack.

Uncle Liu Guo held a string of Buddha beads in his hand, and the sandalwood beads of one hundred and eight sons were glowing with a soft luster and exuding a faint fragrance.

He asked lightly:

"What did the old man say?"

The strategist hurriedly stepped forward and said:

"Prime Minister said that Yang Wanguang is not such a person, so it's better to check carefully."

Uncle Liu Guo laughed coldly, threw the Buddhist beads in his hand on the table, and said:

"Check? What else to check? The people in the Tiger Camp are not his cronies? What did those people say? I have long said that Yang Wanguang is not my own family, but I can't believe it. The old man is still kind-hearted, and everyone has to believe it. ”

The counselor did not dare to answer, but said nothing.

Uncle Liu Guo glanced at him and said:

"Wait for Yang Wanguang's performance appraisal to be sent over, and I'll take a look at it."

This is nothing, the strategist hurriedly responded, retreated and went out to check where Yang Wanguang's performance appraisal was sent.

As soon as he went out, he heard a loud noise in the house, as if Bogu had fallen.

The strategist let out a long sigh of relief and quickened his pace to walk out. Fortunately, when it came to the evening, Yang Wanguang's performance appraisal was really sent, and he didn't even look at it, and sent it to Uncle Liu Guo.

Uncle Liu Guo has a room dedicated to all kinds of weapons, and the whole wall is covered with all kinds of blades, and when the strategist arrives, Uncle Liu's fingers are running over those blades one by one, as if he is choosing which one is the best.

The strategist took a step forward, and suddenly a cold light flashed, and the long knife fell on his chest, cutting an arc, and slashing in the other direction, and the strategist praised with a busy smile

Road:

"Uncle is a good knife skill!"

Uncle Liu Guo snorted and laughed twice, and said:

"How is it compared to the Great General?"

The strategist cocked his thumb and said:

"It's definitely on par with the general!"

With a thud, the knife slashed into the stools, which broke in two.

Uncle Liu Guo took the long knife in his hand to his eyes and looked at it, but he was not very satisfied, and threw the knife aside. Someone stepped forward and handed over the towel, Uncle Liu wiped his sweat, threw the towel casually, and took the sheepskin bag in the hand of the strategist.

I opened it in two or three times, pulled out the contents and looked at it.

The strategist waited nervously on the side, glancing at his face from time to time. I thought he would be angry, but I didn't expect that the more I watched it, the happier I became, and after reading it, I handed him the things in my hand and said:

"Look, the old man still asks you to check, where is the need to check? Even people who go to Jingzhou know that Yang Wanguang is not of the same mind as us, otherwise, this performance appraisal can be written like this? ”

The strategist took it and took a look, and was shocked by the content inside, this is really not the usual content, it is more than enough to send it like this, and cut off his Yang Wanguang's head.

Uncle Liu Guo turned around and looked at the row of blades, and his brows gradually swelled with joy, this is really heaven's help! Jingzhou is a good place, he has wanted to replace people with his cronies for so many years, but this Yang Wanguang is too good for the old man's heart, and he has not been able to move him, and now he dares to do this, but he is really here to give people away!

Although there was joy in his heart, his voice was still quiet:

"Send it out like this, and tell the people in the ministry to do whatever you want!"

The strategist hesitated for a moment, shuddered by the look he suddenly turned around, and hurriedly went out to run errands.

Two masters in a house are trouble, and the gods and goddesses fight between the masters, but they are the little ghosts!

On the second day, the officials set off an uproar, for so many years, I have never seen such a good official performance appraisal of Wencai, wrote out the emotion and artistic conception, and shook Yang Wanguang's evil deeds clearly, and the people who watched it felt immersive, and whoever saw it had to scold Yang Wanguang again.

Since this kind of performance appraisal has already been sent to the ministry, it has become a secret that can be made public. Some people praised the article for being brilliantly written, and discussed it with the people of the ministry:

"Brother, borrow me to copy it, and go back so that my nephews can learn how to write articles!"

The officials stared, "That's not good, this is a secret!" ”

The person who asked for a copy took a step back and said:

"Just copy the fragments, only copy the fragments!"

The officials thought about it and thought that this was okay, not by name, it was another fragment, it should be no problem. He shifted his body and nodded reluctantly.

In this way, Yang Wanguang's affairs in Jingzhou quickly spread in the officialdom, and even the storytellers in the teahouse made up stories.

The overwhelming scolding reached the ears of Prime Minister Liu Cheng, and he knew that it was too late to do anything, so he could only treat Yang Wanguang and Cao Wenyi as outcasts like Lin Shilang.

When the news reached Yang Wanguang and Cao Wenyi, it was already ten days later. The two of them panicked, thinking repeatedly that when they didn't offend the prime minister, even the people sent by the prime minister to write the performance appraisal were also good at eating, drinking, and entertaining, and they had a lot of money, how could there be such a result?

The two discussed carefully, and while sending someone to Jingshi to inquire about the news, they prepared a generous gift for the prime minister. Who knows that these two roads are going and not returning, and the people sent out are like missing, and there is no reply at all.

Thinking about the former Lin Shilang, the two of them felt a chill on the back of their necks, could it be that the prime minister was going to play an honest and honest role again, and he wanted to sacrifice the two of them to the flag?

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, the more I thought about it, the more scared I became, maybe the person who escorted them was already on the way, looking at the family business they had saved in front of them, they couldn't help but hesitate, and the two simply secretly left Jingzhou with their furniture.

(End of chapter)