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Chapter 812: Build the prefecture, set the capital (1)

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It is said to be a celebration banquet, but it is actually more like a welcome banquet.

Today's protagonist is not Jiang Pengji, but three new friends who have just joined the team.

After Feng Jin and others secretly observed, except for Fu Wang, they were quite satisfied with the other two friends.

Qi Kuang was originally a centurion under Yang Tao's tent, but because of his inconvenient legs and ugly appearance, he was never reused.

Because of these experiences, Qi Kuang's character is silent, he doesn't easily talk to people, and he seems to be a pragmatic master who doesn't cause trouble.

Today's Maruzhou forces are in need of such people who live a lot and talk less, at least they won't cause trouble and easily get into trouble with life.

Shao Guang originally served under Xu Pei's account, but because of his weak sense of existence and poor background, he was not allowed to be reused by Xu Pei for many years.

As far as Qi Kuang is concerned, Shao Guang seems to be quite talkative and smooth, no matter what others say, he can catch up.

In addition, he was recommended by Fengzhen, and everyone's acceptance of Shao Guang was quite good.

Even if they don't trust Shao Guang, they still have to trust Feng Zhen, right

The only one who didn't fit in with the group was Fu Wang, who looked like a lone wolf out of the group, with an unspeakable arrogance between his brows and eyes.

It's not that they don't want to contact Fu Wang, but it's entirely because Fu Wang is too cold and full of suffocation, only the words "No strangers are allowed in" are written on his face. Meng Hun was the only one present who had a lot of friendship with Fu Wang and had natural goodwill towards him.

"General Fu, it's boring to drink alone. I will toast you at the end, thank you for your kindness back then."

Meng Hun sighed inwardly, and turned to toast to Fu Wang, who was sitting next to him.

Fu Wang is five or six years younger than Meng Hun, but his qualifications and military exploits are far higher than Meng Hun's, and the latter's modest remarks deserve it.

"You and I belong to the same generation now, so you don't need to be modest."

Fu Wang's eyes squinted, seeing Meng Hun's kind smile on his face, the displeasure in his heart almost dissipated.

He picked up the wine cup on his table, and the two poured the wine from the glass into their stomachs in one breath.

Meng Hun was ready to explore Fu Wang's tone, not because of his gossip, but just to help Fu Wang integrate into Wanzhou as soon as possible.

He smiled and said, "Since General Fu said so, I am not humble anymore. If I can meet my peers, I will naturally be unable to ask for it."

Fu Wang said nothing, and poured himself a glass of wine.

Meng Hun asked, "I saw that the general's face was calm just now, but what happened?"

Fu Wang was a little disappointed and said, "It's a celebration feast, there's no singing and dancing to add to the fun, and there's no vocal music to warm up the scene, it's really boring."

Meng Hun listened with an embarrassed but polite smile on his face.

Singing and dancing

My lord is too stingy and doesn't raise dancers and singers at all. Want to watch the performance at the banquet

OK, prepare yourself.

Thinking of the virtue of his lord, Meng Hun felt powerless.

He couldn't help but muttered in a low voice, "General Fu wants to watch singing, dancing and vocal music, I'm afraid it's impossible."

Fu Wang raised his brows, his eyes were a little more serious and searching, "How do you say this?"

"My lord always said that I don't want to support idlers, so how can I spend a lot of money to support singers and dancers? If the general wants to watch singing and dancing, he is afraid that he can only watch a group of big men hang their voices, or watch Hanmei dance a gun, Dian Yin play an axe... Zixiao's The painting skills are good, and Huai Yu's piano skills are excellent..."

Fu Wang: "… "

If Fu Wang’s inner voice could be turned into subtitles, it would probably be—

I felt like I was in an abnormal group of madmen.

Even singing and dancing can be saved, and he also asks his subordinates to prepare their own entertainment programs. Such a lord eats jujube pills.

"That, that..." Fu Wang suddenly remembered that Meng Hun had followed Jiang Pengji for a long time, dating back to when Jiang Pengji was an ordinary scholar, his attitude changed because of this, and he became a little closer to Meng Hun, "There is one thing I want to ask you in private..."

Fu Wang approached Meng Hun and lowered his voice, surrounded by noises of drinking, drinking and laughing, and the movements of him and Meng Hun were inconspicuous.

Meng Hun suddenly became a little more energetic, and he said, "Why should the general be so polite, as long as I know it, I will not hide it."

Fu Wang thought for a while, and asked a little embarrassedly, "Do you know how many maids are there with the lord?"

Meng Hun: "..."

He was mysterious for a long time, co-authoring just to ask such a question

Meng Hun coughed lightly and thought about it carefully, for fear that Fu Wang was interested in the person next to his lord, and it would be difficult to do so.

So, he was a little uncertain, "Remember there are only three?"

"Which three?"

Fu Wang was refreshed, his eyes lit up twice, and Meng Hun's heart sank.

He hesitated and said, "One is the lady who plays the qin, now, this is the one on the table. The other is Xiaoyu's head lady, named Xunmei, but Xiaoyu's wife is still in Hejian County, and there is no Come here. The other one is Lady Treading Snow, she is the lady in charge of the lord's inner courtyard."

Did Fu Wang take a fancy to one of them

"No lady Hui?"

Fu Wang was almost unable to turn his head, didn't he say that Huijun was the maid next to the lord

Meng Hun was surprised, "Miss Hui? Madam Hui's situation is not clear. She only appeared next to the lord after the imperial city of Chenzhou. It is hard to say whether it is the lord's maid. But looking at the attitude of the lord, I am afraid it is very Pay attention to Lady Hui…”

The existence of Huijun has always been quite mysterious. Meng Hun knew about the existence of the other party a long time ago, but the real meeting was after King Qin.

He used these words to convey a hint to Fu Wang—but whatever the lord valued, the subordinates should not have the slightest coveted heart.

This applies even if their protagonist is female.

Fu Wang asked, "Do you know where Madam Hui is now?"

Meng Hun felt that the hairs on his back were about to stand up, so he tried with a dry smile, "The general has a crush on Mrs. Hui?"

Fu Wang said plainly, "Of course not, I just asked a few more questions out of curiosity."

Meng Hun breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't want Fu Wang to suffer because of the woman.

Because of Mrs. Hui, there is a conflict with the lord, and no matter how you look at it, you are looking for trouble for yourself.

At the banquet, Wei Ci seemed to be chatting and laughing with Feng Jin, but her attention was on Jiang Pengji.

Seeing his absent-mindedness, Feng Jin followed Wei Ci's line of sight, her brows raised suddenly, and her eyes became more interested.

"What is Zixiao doing looking at the lord like that?"

Feng Jin's sudden words frightened Wei Ci's fingers, and the wooden chopsticks in his hand touched the edge of the bowl, making a crisp collision sound.

"...Huaiyu, you scared Ci." Wei Ci put down the wooden chopsticks as usual, and said, "Ci is just curious..."

"What are you curious about?" Feng Jin wondered.

"The lord has been staring at General Fu since just now, and his eyes are a little unkind. I don't know what General Fu and Colonel Meng said, which made the lord so unhappy." Wei Ci said gently, "These two are also slow, and they didn't find the lord. I've noticed them both..."

Feng Jin's gaze fell to Jiang Pengji, and then followed Jiang Pengji's gaze to Fu Wang and Meng Chuan.

The main hall where the banquet is held is not small, no matter how much Feng Jin concentrates, he can't hear Meng Hun and others talking.

"How do you know that the lord heard them speak?"

Maybe it's because they think it's detrimental to the weather, so they use their eyes to warn

Wei Ci said with a smile, "My lord's eyes and ears are very good. They thought they were speaking in a low voice, but my lord must have heard them all."

Wei Ci has a deep understanding of how good Jiang Pengji's hearing is.