"Uncle Bao is here..."

"Really? Uncle Bao, where is Uncle Bao..."

"Shubao, Shubao..."

In 312 AD, in the sixth year of Yongjia in the Western Jin Dynasty, in Jianye City, a group of red-colored women rushed to the east gate of the city from all directions. They were either wandering around the streets, suddenly heard it, laughed happily, and hurriedly left with their hands; or they had already heard from their father and brother, waiting for the day for a long time, they were led by the little maid, carrying green skirts, pinching small round fans, and entering the green cow cart, and heading towards the place where the sun was rising.

At this time, the grand scenery of the entire Jianye City was better than the Shangyuan Festival. The women at the east gate of the city, regardless of age, age, and height, surrounded one after another.

There was no noise inside the crowd, only the whispers of orioles singing and singing, and they were holding fruit sachets and other convenient objects to throw. Outside the ox cart, the women of the aristocratic families were reserved, but they also lifted the bead curtain a little and looked out with their bright eyes. Some people looked left and right and had a poor vision. They couldn't help but pull off the ribbon from their waists and blocked them on their faces. With the help of the little maid, they stood on the shaft of the ox cart, put their bare hands on their eyebrows, and looked up.

"Shubao, which one?" An elderly man walked closer and couldn't see the truth at first sight. He was surprised and asked.

No one knew anything, so a follower grabbed someone to ask. After asking for a long time, most of the men on the periphery were just watching the fun, and they still couldn't understand the answer.

Suddenly, a sharp-eyed follower pointed to a ox cart in the distance and exclaimed: "Master, that's our car!"

The old man in the Confucian uniform was squinting his eyes and saw a ox cart formed a ring under the weeping willows in the distance, and one of them was his own thing. On the car, his little daughter was carrying a curtain and looking into the distance.

"Yun'er!"

He Xun frowned and thought to himself: Yun'er has not been happy since childhood, but even the poetry gatherings between women from aristocratic families, and she rarely attends the tea party, so why did she come here to join in the fun today?

This old man in Confucian uniform is He Xun, the head of the He family of the Jiangdong clan, who was appointed as a military advisor and sacrificial wine by Sima Ruicheng. The military advisor and sacrificial wine was originally a military advisor and sacrificial wine, but he was different in order to avoid Sima Shi's taboo. Although he had no rank, he was tall and generous. Guo Fengxiao, the chief adviser under the sacrificial wine of Wei Wu and Cao Cao, was the military advisor and sacrificial wine.

There were more and more people, and He Xun wanted to go and ask, but he was blocked by the crowd. Today he was wearing casual clothes and without court uniforms. The women around him did not avoid him at all, but instead squeezed them and his group farther away.

My daughter in Jin Dynasty had a unique style, which made the old man smile.

Seeing that the city gate was already crowded, he obviously couldn't get through, and couldn't help but murmur: "Is it because Pan Yue was born again? He caused such a big disturbance!"

After saying that, he smiled and shook his head slowly. He knew that his left and right didn't know, but he still had to ask again and again. It seemed that he was really old and he was too busy recently. Since last year, more and more scholars have traveled south in a hurry. General Sima Rui of Zhendong received the plan of Wang Dao to recruit talents, and the scholars who came to Jianye were even more like crucian carp crossing the river. His military counselors were busy exams and evaluating the qualities.

The Jin Dynasty is in danger!

He traveled south and abandoned the Central Plains and left. All knowledgeable people knew that the Jin Dynasty was in danger!

The Jin Dynasty in the north was experiencing the pain of the Eight Kings Rebellion, and its national strength was gradually weakening. Li Te, the Di tribe and Liu Yuan of the Xiongnu took advantage of the situation to establish a country one after another, while the rest of the Hu people also sharpened their swords to wait for the time.

Just last year, Liu Yuan's son Liu Cong conquered Luoyang and abducted Emperor Yongjia, and even had no master in the Central Plains. This year, although Sima Ye was regarded as the crown prince in Chang'an, the Jin family was able to survive. However, in Chang'an, there were less than a hundred households, and the public and private chariots and horses gathered together for only four occupants. The officials did not have red seals when they went to court, but just a short turn of the number. The surroundings were surrounded by tigers and wolves, and the court was already in a deep mud, making it difficult for the king to leave Chang'an. In this way, how could the Jin family escape the fate of being devoured?

Looking at the Jiangzuo area, there is a natural danger of the Yangtze River to rely on. It has been easy to defend and difficult to attack since ancient times. Whether it is Cao Cao's 800,000 army or Liu Bei's sweeping Jiangdong into a turbulent situation, they all fell into a big fight in Jiangzuo. Now, Sima Rui is in charge of Jianye and blocking the center, Wang Dun leads the army to prepare for the preparation of Yuzhang, and looks across the river from the northern part of the Central Plains where the smoke is full of wolfs. Wang Dun and Wang Dao are brothers, both literary and military. Since the crossing of the river, they have assisted Sima Rui to control Jiangdong. After years of operation, they have been like rivers and have become a small court.

All of this is waiting for the Jin chamber to be finally destroyed in the north, and prophecies have been spread throughout the streets and alleys: Five horses cross the river, and one horse turns into a dragon. The one who turns into a dragon is naturally Sima Rui, the general of Zhendong. However, what does this have to do with Jiangzuo? Since the end of the Han Dynasty, the gentry in Jiangzuo has not sold accounts to the court in the Central Plains.

You burn your beacon fire and wolf smoke, and I drink my green ant wine by myself. Both have nothing to do with it.

"This day, I'm afraid it will change!"

He Xun looked at the city gate, and there was no too much noise. He thought that the man had not arrived yet. He wanted to meet what kind of person he was, but his daughter also secretly came to watch. Then he remembered that there were still several scholars from the Shi family who had traveled south and were still waiting to be rated with Wang Daopin. This matter was related to Sima Rui's reputation and could not be delayed, so he led his entourage to Wuyi Lane.

"Hern He!"

As soon as he walked to the Zhuque Bridge, a call came from behind him. When he turned around, he saw a group of people with wide robes and jade crowns walking far away not far behind him. The first person was Sima Rui's confidant Wang Dao, who was going to visit the main master. This Wang Dao was a son of the Langjia Wang family. When Sima Rui inherited the title of King Langjia, he had been following him. Sima Rui crossed the Yangtze River, and the Langjia Wang family moved south with his clan, which led to the current literary and military commander Jiangdong.

The world is so great that there are many aristocratic families. But if we want to say that the wealthy families have been passed down for thousands of years, the Langya Wang family is well deserved. The Langya Wang family and the Taiyuan Wang family were originally from the Prince of King Ling of Zhou. Since the Zhou Dynasty, the Wang family's children have been in charge of the court and the common people, and they have been in constant presidency. Among them, the well-known ones are the founder of the ranks of the rank of the Warring States Period, Wang Chan, the founder of the rank of Guiguzi, Wang Jian, the general of the Qin Dynasty, and Wang Mang, who usurped the throne in the court.

In 307 AD, Sima Rui obtained the plan of Wang Dao and moved from Xiapi to Jianye. The Jiangdong gentry was unwilling to submit, so he ignored the land that King Langjia ran to Jiangdong to occupy. It was this king who gave Sima Rui a plan and asked Sima Rui to be arrogant and all the famous scholars who came with him south to ride horses and serve. Under the mighty momentum, the Jiangdong gentry saw that the giant families in the north were willing to be Sima Rui's attendants, so he quickly lived in the north to worship. At this time, Wang Dao asked Sima Rui to make friends with the He family of Jiangdong and Gu family to win the hearts of the people. Sima Rui personally visited He Xun and Gu Rong, and got the help of the two. The Jiangdong gentry was satisfied and the people returned from then on.

Seeing He Xun stopping, Wang Dao took a few quick steps, walked in front of him and gave a slight greeting, and said with a smile: "I am about to go and find He Weng, but He Weng is here first. Is He Weng still in good health recently?"

Seeing that it was him, He Xun did not dare to stay at the ritual, so he pushed his hands and said, "It's great, Lao Maohong is worried. I came here because of the branch of the Xiao family in Lanling. I dare not delay this matter any more."

Wang Dao smiled and said, "Wen He, this matter has been many twists and turns, and he still needs to be cautious." Seeing He Xun frowned slightly, he said, "In recent years, the gentry in the northern region has crossed south, and the Xiao family in Lanling and Yuan family separated from the Yuan family in Chenjun again discussed it again. It is also a courtesy and respect for Xiao and Yuan. If we talk about the rank, they have the rules to follow, and the Jiangdong area is wide, and they can rebuild the manor to rest and recuperate. However, this matter of entering the court may have to be met in person."

"Okay!" He Xun nodded and responded, but he knew in his heart that the Xiao family and Yuan family came to avoid the Yongjia Rebellion last year, unlike the Wang family's friendship that had been in the south of Sima Rui. It was really a headache to recruit the children of two remote families as officials. If they were given lightly, they would be afraid that they would have a rift. It would be better to follow the rules and make the right comments. Anyway, for the Jiangdong gentry, there were disadvantages but no benefits, so Wang family would have to do it.

After a brief greeting at the bridge, He Xun and Wang Dao crossed the bridge and entered Wuyi Lane. This Wuyi Lane is where the king who crossed the south in the north and Xie's children lived. He walked slowly along the way, but when he saw women running out everywhere, He Xun asked in his heart and told Wang Dao. Thinking that he must have known who came from Jianye City today.

Director Wang smiled and said, "Wen He doesn't know which Shubao it is? Of course it is Wei Jie, who is clear and smooth, and Wei Shubao! He left Yuzhang and should go to Jianye today."

"It's him! I forgot him."

He Xun was stunned when he heard this, then suddenly realized and said with a smile: "Wei Jie, Wei Shubao! I'm afraid that this Jianye City will be empty again. I should also look at the characters who can make Wang Pingzi fall for him."

Director Wang smiled and said, "Why should He Weng fight with women all over the city? Maohong has already sent someone to the ferry crossing. If He Weng is happy, he might as well talk tonight with candles. What if?"

"Very good, I'm just about to meet the world's Fengcai!"

The two looked at each other and laughed, entering the deep bluestone alley. It was precisely that the buildings in the north were about to collapse, and celebrities rushed to cross the south. Jianye City had become a place where elites gathered.

Looking back, when the east gate of Jianye City was filled with the morning sunlight spread across the bluestone square.

"Hoop it..."

"Hock it, hoof it..."

A crisp sound of horse hooves came in from outside the east gate, and a row of soldiers with spears rushed into the city gate, and the scenery inside the city gate changed in all their colors. They wanted to divide the crowd on both sides and lead the ox carts and sheep carts behind the horse team, but there was no time. At that moment, I don’t know who called out.

"Uncle Wei is here!"

Suddenly, Jingzhan's square burst out in an instant when it was breathing. It seemed that stones were thrown into the quiet water of a lake, which immediately caused countless ripples. The layers of Jianye daughters exclaimed and rushed to the city gate like water. The woman at the city gate could not stand and had to follow the crowd behind her to rush out of the city.

It was like opening a box and letting the floods flow out of the east gate of the city. Fortunately, the guards of Jianye City saw the opportunity early and tried to maintain order, otherwise they would have been trampled to death and injured countless people.

The women who left the city gate searched around and saw a ox cart parked in the distance, running towards the ox cart. While running, they were about to throw the fruit sachet in their hands onto the cart.

"Uncle Bao..."

"Shubao, Shubao..."

At this moment, someone came out of the ox cart and shouted in panic: "Don't worry, don't worry, oh, I'm not Wei Shubao, don't throw it around!"

While he was speaking, a lot of fruit sachets were thrown in his car, some of which were thrown on his head. The man had to smile bitterly again and shouted: "My ladies see clearly, I am not Uncle Wei!"

"Aren't you Uncle Bao? Where is Uncle Bao..."

"Where is Shubao, where is Shubao..."

"Just say it, how could Wei Shubao, who is clear and melodious, grow into your virtue!"

The man was sent by Dao Wang to pick up Wei Jie, and he was also a young handsome man. He heard the messy voice, sweating so much that he had a split headache. He regretted secretly that he had known that he would not have taken this job. No wonder he came to pick up Wei Jie voluntarily, when the Qingjuns in the same tent all looked strange in their faces and even showed sympathy to him.

But at this moment, Wei Jie was about to arrive. He had to stand on the ox cart, and bowed to all directions under endless pressure, and shouted again: "Everyone, please rest assured, maintain order, don't step on people, oh..."

I was hit on the head again!

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Chapter completed!