The next day, Fang Zheng changed into a set of clothes worn by Jin nobles, hung himself with distinctive accessories, and set off.
The first stop was Ishbu, and before leaving, I asked Alibai a few questions.
This general of the Cavalry Guard was also Wutu's wrestling master and was deeply trusted.
If he wasn't old, he would have probably gone to the battlefield as well.
To deal with such a general, Fang Zhengyi brought two jars of good wine.
When I arrived at the general's mansion, I met Ishbu smoothly after being informed.
Although Ishbu is over 70 years old, he is in good shape. Although he has gray hair, his eyes are still shrewd.
No wonder Wutu sent him to stay behind, he doesn't look like someone who can be fooled.
Fang Zhengyi secretly became alert in his heart, with a flattering smile on his face.
"Fang Zhengyi has come to visit General Ishbu."
The attendant beside him quickly translated.
Ishbu was surprised to see him wearing local clothes and accessories, but he also felt a lot closer to him.
But Fang Zhengyi was a Jing countryman after all, so Yishibu asked indifferently, "Why did you come to visit, Lord Fang?"
"I have heard of the general's name for a long time, and I just want to see him. I even brought some of my favorite food and wine with me."
Gift delivery? Interesting.
Yishbu smiled and said, "Master Fang, you are too polite. Please come in."
After the two of them sat down, Fang Zhengyi earnestly placed the food he brought on Ishbu's table one by one. After busying himself for a while, he finally sat down at his own seat.
There must be something wrong when things are abnormal. Before leaving, the national teacher had already instructed to keep an eye on this kid. After being honest for a few days, he finally made a move!
Yishibu looked at him silently and said calmly, "Master Fang, there is no need to be like this. Just say what you want to say. I am a military commander and I always speak directly."
"General, you misunderstood. I came here simply to pay you a visit..."
"I don't like beating around the bush with people." Fang Zheng was interrupted by Yishbu before he could finish his words.
Fang Zhengyi smiled awkwardly: "General, you are really straightforward. I won't hide anything. I came here to ask you what are the chances of the Jin Kingdom winning in a war between two countries?"
"100%."
Fang Zheng's eyes dimmed instantly, and he whispered, "General, why are you so confident?"
Yishbu said, "The 30,000 heavy cavalry of the Great Jin are well commanded and dare to fight against the 500,000 infantry of the Kingdom of Jing. Now the Great Jin has 60,000 heavy cavalry with excellent armor and countless light cavalry. Since you are a minister of Jing, you must be familiar with the domestic situation. In your opinion, what are the chances of the Great Jin winning?"
Fang Zhengyi's face was full of bitterness. He pinched his thigh hard, and the blood color faded a little. He forced a smile and raised his glass: "Let's not talk about this for now. General, I toast you a glass!"
Ishbu saw the whole scene, smiled disdainfully, raised his glass and drank it all.
"Ahem! Actually, I have long admired the culture of the Great Jin in Jing Country, and I want to ask the general for advice. Let's talk about the art of clothing. The patterns and styles on it are unique and distinctive. They are rough but also delicate, which is enough to show the profound heritage of the Great Jin culture."
"Speaking of food, the beef and mutton of Dajin are tender. I have eaten such meat even in the palace of Jingguo... I also like shabu-shabu hotpot on weekdays. The hotpot of Jingguo is not delicious! The hotpot of Dajin is delicious! The first time I came to Dajin, I fell in love with the food of Dajin..."
Fang Zhengyi kept flattering Ishbu and raised a glass to him from time to time, and the translator next to him was almost talking so much that smoke was coming out of his lips.
Ishbu watched his performance with a smile on his face.
Hmm~ I was worrying too much. The purpose of this kid's visit is very clear!
It's nothing more than worrying about the defeat of Jing State, so they come to me in advance to show their goodwill and surrender, so that they can have a stable future in the Great Jin.
Haha, he is just a coward, but his words are really nice, and they make my blood boil...
After three rounds of drinking, Fang Zhengyi was still spitting and his cheeks were red from drinking: "The horses I rode in Jingguo were all from Dajin. Everyone in Jingguo knows that only Dajin can breed the best BMWs. They are really worth a fortune... General, another drink!"
"Well said, let's do it!"
Ishbu's cheeks also blushed slightly. He didn't say much and just listened quietly to Fang Zhengyi bragging about Dajin, feeling very happy.
Suddenly, Fang Zhengyi stopped talking and slammed the wine glass down on the table, splashing the wine all over the table.
Yishibu was shocked and looked at him quickly, only to see Fang Zheng said with tears in his eyes: "General... To be honest, although I am called Jingchen... I have long been a traitor. I built a hot air balloon for the Great Jin. I have no way out."
"Today, I want to discuss the culture of the Great Jin with the general, and also to relieve my boredom."
Have you drunk too much and can't hold back and speak your mind?
Ishbu understood what he meant, and waved his hand with a smile, saying, "What are you worried about! Since you admire the culture of our Great Jin, then stay! You have done a great deed by building a hot air balloon for our Great Jin. His Majesty and the Imperial Master both like you. As long as you are sincere to our Great Jin, you will definitely have a bright future!"
"But...but you won't abandon me after I'm no longer useful, right? I'm a foreigner after all."
Ishbu said sternly, "Nonsense! I'll tell you the truth. The Imperial Master thinks highly of you and has recommended you to His Majesty. As long as you work honestly and at ease, I can vouch for you! When His Majesty returns victorious, I will report your loyalty to His Majesty in full."
Two lines of tears slowly flowed down Fang Zhengyi's eyes, and then he raised his glass solemnly and said in a trembling voice.
"If that's the case... I will never be able to repay the general's kindness in three lifetimes!"
"Hahahaha! That's too kind! Come on, have another drink!"
The two men raised their glasses to toast each other, and Fang Zhengyi once again spitted everywhere, expressing his longing for Dajin.
After the feast, Fang Zhengyi walked out of the general's residence, holding onto the wall.
He stood at the door of the general's mansion and retched for a while.
Damn, this old man can really drink! There were some mistakes, but the effect was pretty good.
I have to go back and pack up, time is running out, I have to rush to the next house!
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