Although both are soldiers, the county soldiers in the county and the prefecture soldiers in the prefecture are clearly different in equipment and clothing, which can be seen at a glance!
"So many county soldiers?"
Jiang Ming asked with amusement, "Who is it? Such a big fuss?"
"It seems to be the Prefect, with seven or eight hundred soldiers. Ordinary people don't usually travel with such a grand procession..." the soldier replied.
Are you sure?
"It can't be wrong... Our Prefect likes to make a big fuss when he goes out..."
Upon hearing that the Prefect had arrived, these rascals, as if grasping at a lifeline, began to cry and beg again at the top of their lungs!
They all had brains. Even though they knew the person in charge had arrived, and even though they cursed Jiang Ming's ancestors a hundred times over in their hearts, they also knew that with a knife to their throats, they couldn't provoke Jiang Ming.
Instead, they are more proactive in appealing to emotions and reasoning with people...
"Lord Jiang, let's make this a small matter, and let it go. We know we were wrong..."
"Yes, Lord Jiang, from now on we'll all keep a low profile and never do anything immoral again..."
"Lord Jiang, you are so magnanimous! Just treat us like dirt and let us go!"
......
"Hmph..." Jiang Ming frowned slightly: "Old Liang, did I tell you to stop? Don't you want to sleep with Widow Sun tonight?"
"Okay... I'll be right there."
"Ah~!"
Another piercing scream ripped through the sky above Chenjia Village.
Another splash of crimson appeared on the threshing ground of Chenjia Village...
......
A few hundred meters away from Chenjia Village, in the prefect's carriage.
The special envoy of Jin, Zhao Yong, and the prefect, Ji Bochang, traveled together in the same carriage, chatting happily.
"Brother Bochang, I heard that the Crown Prince of Yan has been bedridden for a long time, so he married a princess from the Hu people to bring him good luck. Is this true?"
"Oh my! Tsk tsk tsk!"
Ji Bo Chang clicked his tongue and said, "Speaking of this matter, it's simply a disgrace to the State of Yan! The Hu people said they sent someone, but we haven't seen anyone! The King is very angry, feeling that he has been tricked, and wants to teach Qi a lesson before severely punishing these barbarians who are uncivilized and dishonest..."
"Oh, oh, oh..."
Zhao Yong nodded thoughtfully, his eyes darting around. He leaned closer to Ji Bochang and whispered, "The Crown Prince has no heir, the other princes are still young, and the King of Yan is getting old... But Brother Bochang, you are a member of the Yan royal family, in your prime, and the son of the late King of Yan. Who knows, you might just be the new King of Yan in the future!"
"Uh...uh..."
Ji Bochang immediately looked horrified and uneasy: "Brother Zhao, you can't joke like that! I wouldn't even dare to think about it, it would be a crime punishable by death! My brother is only in his early fifties, in the prime of his life, how can he be considered old? Besides, even if the Crown Prince can't get over this hurdle... in a few years, the other princes will all be grown up, how could it be my turn?"
"hehe......"
Zhao Yong smiled broadly, his cunning eyes narrowing slightly.
He's a cunning old fox, a master at reading people's expressions and moods.
Although Ji Bochang said "a crime deserving ten thousand deaths," a hint of desire and ambition was revealed in his eyes.
"Brother Bo Chang, regarding our relationship, I'll just say whatever's on my mind..."
Zhao Yong laughed and said, "The Prince of Yan is a womanizer, often spending several women every night. He has already developed hematuria and has a fiery temper, as well as liver disease... I fear he will not live much longer. Brother Bo Chang, you must be prepared for any unforeseen circumstances! Don't worry, if anything happens in Yan, our Zhao family will strongly urge the Prince of Jin to fully support you as the new Prince of Yan!"
"ah?"
Upon hearing Zhao Yong's words, Ji Bochang trembled slightly, his eyes darting around uncertainly... a mixture of confusion, excitement, and hope!
In the state of Jin, the Zhao family was a powerful and influential family of high-ranking officials.
The State of Jin was a superpower, and the Zhao clan's strength and territory were no less than those of ordinary vassal states.
If the Zhao family is willing to step in and help, then the chances of winning are indeed very high!
"Brother Zhao...!"
Ji Bochang excitedly grasped Zhao Yong's hand, tears welling in his eyes, and choked back a sob: "If that day ever comes, and I become the King of Yan, I am willing to bestow the Dukang Commandery upon Brother Zhao..."
“Hey, hey, hey…” Zhao Yong waved his hand: “Look at what you’re saying. The reason we Zhao clan made you the King of Yan is because we have a deep bond. If we were to take away your Dukang County, it would make us Zhao clan look like villains.”
"Then...then..." Ji Bochang frowned and blinked, his lips pursed with excitement: "If I were the King of Yan, and if the Zhao family were in trouble, I would be willing to send the entire army of the country to help you, Brother Zhao, with just a word from you! I would obey your orders!"
"Hahaha!" Zhao Yong laughed, "Brother, I've been waiting for you to say that!"
"However..." he changed the subject, "The most urgent task right now is to find this hostage from Qin. If we can't find him, I won't be able to explain myself when I return, and I'm afraid the King will blame me!"
"Eh...!"
Ji Bochang waved his hand dismissively: "Brother Zhao, you can rest assured. Our Jiang Tingzhang is a god among men! Not only can he figure out where you, a hostage from Qin, are, he can even tell you what you ate this morning, your wife's name, and when your child was born..."
"and......"
Ji Bochang boasted with an air of seriousness, "Our Pavilion Chief Jiang also knows magic. He can make a thousand people go blind instantly. Just imagine... how powerful such a person would be on the battlefield!"
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