Chapter 142 Is our old king getting up?
Seeing Wang Ping's confused look, Zhuge Liang knew that he was impatient, so he hurriedly changed his words: "Are you serious about the wool weaving thing?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a cough from behind the screen. Then Zhuge Liang remembered something and handed the letter and woolen cloth behind the screen.
“Returning to the Prime Minister, this is indeed the case.”
Wang Ping couldn't see the little action above. He lowered his head and replied: "This villain was entrusted by Feng Langjun to go to find those Qiang people who are good at herding cattle and sheep. I just didn't think about those Qiang people. However, most of the Qiang people are unwilling to go down to the plains, and they feel really ashamed that they have failed to live up to their trust."
“Hey! General Wang is too modest!”
Zhuge Liang's face was full of smiles, "This letter has told you everything. I was able to find wool to be woven into cloth this time, thanks to you taking the trouble to go find the Qiang tribe. I heard that at Yang'an Pass At that time, you slept for a whole day and a night before you recovered. There is no need to be humble, there is no need to be humble!"
At this time, I looked down at Wang Ping, and saw that he was dirty and worn out, his feet were covered in mud, his beard was messy, and even his hair was a little messy. He looked even more exhausted. I knew that he had traveled back day and night. .
I couldn't help but sigh, this Wang Ping, for the sake of the country, did not hesitate to offend his colleagues; in order to repay that boy's kindness, he went to the mountains to find the Qiang people through all kinds of hardships; in order to rush back to Jincheng as soon as possible, he did not hesitate to do so own body.
It’s really admirable!
Wang Ping was stunned and moved in his heart. He really didn't expect that if he failed to do what Feng Langjun asked him to do well, Feng Langjun would actually give himself credit for it in his letter to the prime minister.
Alas, Feng Langjun’s kindness has increased a lot since then!
“Wang Ping, you have neglected your duties first, so I want to remove you from the post of General Yamen and enforce the law. Are you convinced?”
Wang Ping was moved in his heart, but he didn't expect that the prime minister suddenly said such a sentence, which was like a bolt from the blue.
At this moment, I no longer cared about politeness, and couldn't help but raise my head in astonishment and look at the Prime Minister above.
Feng Yong was well aware of the speed of Zhuge Liang's face-changing. At that time, Feng Yong secretly complained that he was the ancestor of Sichuan's face-changing. How could Wang Ping see the clues at this time?
The original smile on his face had long since faded away, leaving only a serious look on his face.
"Villain... Villain, be convinced."
Wang Ping seemed to have been drained of energy in an instant, and his body seemed to be a little shorter.
Although I no longer expected to go any further, I never thought that I would be deprived of my military position.
But I have no roots and no foundation, and now I have been caught, and I am in this situation, but I have nothing to say.
Seeing that Wang Ping was dejected but not angry, Zhuge Liang nodded secretly, but his heart was trustworthy.
That **** seems to be very slippery. He used to be sneaky and sneaky in the past, but he is still reliable on important occasions.
The Wang Ping I recommend now seems to be a useful person, but I don’t know what his talents are?
However, considering that he has made such a great contribution, it is not impossible to give him face and give Wang Ping a chance.
"But because you are loyal to the country and have made great achievements this time, I will grant you the post of general to fight against the invaders and go to Nanzhong to serve as the deputy to Governor Li. Are you willing?"
Wang Ping was feeling sorry for himself and seemed a little lost. He never thought that the Prime Minister would say these words again. It really made him rise from the quagmire to the sky.
Wang Ping suddenly raised his head again and looked at the Prime Minister in disbelief.
“How dare you, a villain, refuse to serve me to the death?”
Wang Ping bowed heavily and said gratefully.
"That's good. You have come all the way. It's hard work. You should go back to your home to rest for a few days. Someone will notify you to come and collect the official ribbon."
“Thank you, Prime Minister.”
Wang Ping said with tears of gratitude.
"no need to thank me."
As the prime minister, Zhuge Liang would not pretend to accept this favor. He immediately explained: "If you want to thank me, go and thank Mr. Feng Xiaolang. He recommended you repeatedly in his letters. He said that you are good at guarding, just like Huo Zhong back then." Miao Zhifeng. Besides, you have traveled thousands of miles for this wool thing, so I gave you this opportunity. Don't let me down, and don't embarrass that Feng Xiaolangjun."
Huo Zhongmiao, also known as Huo Jun, used hundreds of steps to withstand the attack of ten thousand people at Jiameng Pass. In the end, he was able to kill the enemy generals, ensuring that the late emperor's rear was safe when he entered Jincheng. He has made great contributions.
It is a huge honor to be compared with Na Huo Jun.
Zhuge Liang looked at Wang Ping and saw that his body was trembling slightly. At the same time, the voice that came up was a little choked: "How can a villain dare to compare with General Huo? If we go to Nanzhong, we can only repay the Prime Minister and Feng Lang by being shattered into pieces." Your support and support.”
Wang Ping didn't know how he walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion. He only felt that his feet were as light as if they were in the clouds. Everything was so unreal.
Look around again, yes, this is true.
When he came to his senses, he found that he was walking aimlessly on the streets of Jincheng, and everyone around him was walking around him with their noses covered.
Having been traveling day and night for more than ten days, without eating or sleeping well, let alone cleaning myself, my body already smelled sour and smelly.
On normal days, if Wang Ping had seen the contemptuous looks from everyone, he would have hid in his own courtyard with low self-esteem.
But at this time, he was in high spirits, Mr. Wang, are we about to get up?
Although it is just a miscellaneous title, and although it is only one level higher than the Yamen General, it still carries the title of a general.
Although Nanzhong was regarded as a barbaric land, his son was still with Feng Langjun. From Feng Langjun's mouth, he vaguely knew that the imperial court wanted to colonize Hanzhong, so where would the manpower come from? Don't you still count on those surrendered prisoners in Nanzhong?
Becoming Governor Li's deputy, the favors he'll receive in exchange for surrendering prisoners will be countless. That's an exaggeration, but the breadth of connections is predictable.
One more thing, Nanzhong is now in rebellion. Doesn't going here and there just show the opportunity to gain military glory for oneself?
Furthermore, when the imperial court frees up its hands to pacify Nanzhong, isn’t this another opportunity?
Wang Ping felt grateful and moved to Feng Langjun in his heart. He thought that the Wang family had received such great kindness from Feng Langjun that they really could not repay it.
Then he looked at himself and thought about what Feng Langjun told him before he left. He thought to himself, this Feng Langjun is really a great talent! Even the prime minister's thoughts can be guessed.
If at this time, he still didn't understand why Feng Yong asked him to remember those few words, and why he told him to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion as soon as he arrived in Jincheng, then he would have lived in vain for these decades.
In the words of Feng Tulie’s workplace experience in those years, it is: No matter how hard you work, if the boss can’t see it, it’s all in vain! If the boss sees your efforts, it’s called hard work. If the boss doesn’t see your efforts, it’s called wasted effort!
You guys, I already said that I would apply to be put on the shelves, so I have to save the manuscript. I've only been here for a few days and you guys keep nagging me. Is it possible that you really won't let me go on the shelves? Forget it, I’m afraid of you, so let’s just update one more chapter, and just leave it to God’s fate when it comes to its release!
(End of this chapter)