The two armies were about to go to war, but Sun Wen came to the door with Jiang Pengji's documents, and everyone couldn't figure out his true intentions for a while.
Before Nie Liang summoned Sun Wen, Fan Chen, a scribe, entertained Sun Wen, secretly testing his words and inquiring about Sun Wen's true purpose.
Fan Chen
When Sun Wen heard the surname, his heart turned a few corners.
He said, "Seeing that you are so handsome, it must be something that ordinary people can't have. Can this old man dare to guess that Mr. is from Liyang Fan's family?"
There are ten prefectures and thirty-three counties in Zhongzhao, with a vast and prosperous territory. Liyang is the county under the jurisdiction of Xunzhou, which is a rich land of fish and rice.
Because of the prevalence of private schools, there were many famous and romantic figures in the area of Zhongzhao.
Although the Fan clan could not be compared with the Nie clan, it was also one of the best nobility in Zhongzhao, with a rich background.
Hearing the taboo of Fan Chen's surname and name, Sun Wen had a bottom line.
He left Zhongzhao relatively early. At that time, Fan Chen's reputation had not spread to Xunzhou, so Sun Wen naturally hadn't heard of this person's deeds.
Fan Chen's eyes were a little surprised, and he smiled immediately, "Mr. has a brilliant eye, and a certain person is indeed from the Fan family in Liyang. Listening to Mr. speak, it sounds like a Bianzhou accent. I heard that Mr. I don't believe it, but now I believe it."
Sun Wen smiled and said, "It is better to say that the old man has bright eyes, and it is better to say that the gentleman has good ears, and he can guess it when he hears it.
He lived in Beizhou (Northern Xinjiang) for many years, and his accent was influenced by the local area, and he changed it somewhat. I didn't expect that Fan Chen could still hear it.
Fan Chen's hospitality was very thoughtful, and he specially sent Paozi to cook local Bianzhou hometown food. Even Sun Wen's tent was decorated according to the local style. If it weren't for the tension between the two armies, Sun Wen really wanted to give Fan Chen a five-star praise for his service. This man is meticulous in his work.
Staying in a familiar environment, people can't help but relax their vigilance, especially when facing people with a relatively high basic favorability.
Fan Chen and Sun Wen chatted about the old affairs of the imperial edict, and the two of them spoke very speculatively. No matter what Sun Wen said, Fan Chen could answer two sentences.
It didn't take long for their relationship to take a big step closer.
To outsiders, Sun Wen and Fan Chen seemed to be like-minded friends who had a good time talking.
Only the parties knew in their hearts that they used language as a blade, fought dozens of back and forth, and were always alert to the language traps set by the other party.
If you are not careful, you may be tricked by the other party.
The two laughed and talked to Yan Yan, and the voice of a soldier came from outside the tent, and Nie Liang summoned Sun Wen over.
Sun Wen and Fan Chen humbled each other, and the two walked out of the military tent side by side.
Banners and flags were hunting outside, and the flags with "Nie" written on them swayed in the wind, like pieces of energetic fire clouds.
The three ears are Nie, and the Nie on the flag is written in seal script, looking simple and grand. This surname is even higher than the royal family in Zhongzhao, even the illiterate people know what this pattern means. As a person from Bianzhou, Sun Wen naturally knew the Nie family.
Sun Wen looked at the flag, his eyes were like a bottomless pool, he smiled and said to Fan Chen beside him.
"Speaking of which, the old man and Nie's still have an indissoluble bond."
Fan Chen snorted and listened.
Sun Wendao, "When the old man was young, his talent was dull and he was slow to learn everything. After he was weak, he could not achieve anything. It was only when he was middle-aged that he took the position of a swordsman. For the guest…”
Of course Fan Chen didn't know about this history, but he wasn't surprised.
Since Sun Wen is from Bianzhou and comes from a poor family, the only way out is to learn to be attached to the Nie family, and hug the uncle to enjoy the shade.
It was a pity for him that Sun Wen was not recruited by the Nie Clan, but went to Dongqing, which is thousands of miles away, and served as an adviser to the enemy.
Fan Chen sighed regretfully, and returned the words without a trace.
Undoubtedly, Sun Wen is a talent, and if he is not a talent, he can't play around in Northern Xinjiang. This is an indisputable fact.
Such a talent once recommended himself as a guest secretary to Nie Shi, but Nie Shi did not recruit him, which must be said to be a loss.
Fan Chen could not say that Sun Wen was not talented enough, nor could he say that Nie had no eyes, and mistook pearls for fish eyes.
He could only express his pity from Nie's position, and at the same time affirm Sun Wen's talent and take care of both parties' faces.
Fan Chen is very good at talking, and his words are very ironic.
Sun Wen pursed his lips, his eyes were calm with a bit of gloom, and the smile never reached his eyes, giving people the illusion of not smiling for no reason.
In fact, after Sun Wen recommended himself to Nie, he was admitted to the school, but he was old and had no outstanding achievements in the first half of his life, so no one could look at him at all. After Sun Wen joined the Nie Clan, he was still a knife-and-pen clerk with little sense of existence, and he had no hope of getting ahead.
A year later, Sun Wen was disheartened and lazy, even if he didn't go to Dian Mao for ten days and a half months, no one mentioned him.
Not long after, the only son, Sun Lie, offended the direct descendants of the Nie family at an elegant gathering.
The man was so arrogant and stern and domineering.
Just because Sun Lie came out on top and made him lose face, he actually sent someone to break Sun Lie's legs,
That's not enough, he actually used his connections to send Sun Lie to the border on trumped-up charges.
Sun Wen's family was not very good, but Sun Lie was also his pampered son. Where did he endure such hardships, he contracted the cold and died early on the road.
The old wife and daughter-in-law couldn't stand the blow and died one after another...
A family of five broke down three at a time, leaving only one Sun Wen and his young grandson to depend on each other.
Sun Wen was worried that the Nie clan would continue to persecute, so he had to leave Zhongzhao with his grandson Lanlan, begging along the way, and wandered.
Who would have thought that Sun Wen, who lost his family a few years ago like a dog, is now favored by the Nie Sect as an envoy
His eyes fell on the handsome flag outside the handsome tent, and his slightly dry eyes were a bit gloomy.
"Messenger, please."
Sun Wen was distracted, and when he heard Fan Chen's words in his ear, he regained his senses. He smiled and nodded and entered the account.
Nie Liang sat in the main seat, even if the light in the tent was not too bright, Sun Wen could see that the other party was a man with excellent demeanor.
This person is dignified, but in Sun Wen's view, Nie Liang is more like a scribe who writes poetry, talks and laughs with others, rather than a butcher or overlord who competes in the world and drinks blood. After a quick glance, Sun Wen withdrew his gaze, bowed and saluted, showing his identity neither humble nor arrogant.
The two were separated by a distance of two feet, the atmosphere of the occasion was not right, and Sun Wen couldn't get close enough to stare at Nie Liang.
"My lord, Sun Wen, came to inquire about this matter on the order of my lord."
There are many people in the tent, but it is not crowded or noisy. Nie Liang's voice is not too loud, and Sun Wen can hear it clearly.
"What's the matter?" Nie Liang asked.
"My lord is doing his best to benefit the people and pacify wars from all over the country. He has worked hard for several years to get to where he is now. Under his rule, the people can live and work in peace and contentment. Duke Guangshan and my lord have no mercy and no resentment. Why did he send troops to threaten Zhanjiang Pass?" Sun Wen said. , "My Lord asks, is this a provocation?"