The moon is like a curved hook, and the stars are scattered like chessboards. They are blurry and dim in the high night sky, and they look like a tingling halo.

The wind blew by, and the branches of the jade trees and flowers in the courtyard trembled, making a faint "rustling" sound.

Looking from afar, Pingyuan County has a vague outline in the black.

Wang Zheng held his hands in the courtyard, looked up at the sky and looked to the west, as if he wanted to find his home in the mysterious darkness.

But after all, even the outline may not be clearly visible.

Although Ji Ling's behavior today was surprising, if he thought about it carefully, he could roughly understand its purpose. It was most likely that it came from Yuan Shu's instruction, and it was just to test his own thoughts.

After all, according to normal theory, once Xiapi, Langya, and Pengcheng are all in sight, Yuan Shu will rely on himself to push others, fearing that Wang Zheng will be jealous and will not be able to work hard when he attacks Guangling in the future.

Only the other party used Zhao Xun as an excuse, but it made him a little unpredictable.

In fact, Wang Zheng didn't care whether Zhao Xun was slandering someone behind his back.

When he came to this world, he started with the Yellow Turban. He had always known that there were generally many haters in the world and few who were kind to him. It didn't matter if he had any ill will towards him. As long as it didn't harm him, Wang Zheng didn't care and wouldn't care about it.

After all, Zhao Xun was an unknown person, not to mention a general under Yuan Shu's command. How could he ever take him seriously?

But Yuan Shu...

After getting in touch with him during this period, Wang Zheng has completely put aside the disdain and contempt born of history and romance.

Compared with the records in historical books and the fabrications of literati, Wang Zheng believed more in his own eyes and judgment.

Yuan Shu is not a mediocre person, nor is he an incompetent person!

Perhaps we can also look at it this way. Although the other party is a figure who can leave his name in history, in the eyes of future generations, he is mediocre, perhaps only compared to other heroes of the same era, such as Cao Liu.

As for Wang Zhengxiang, regardless of whether Zhao Xun's matter is true or not, Yuan Shu has his own opinions and will not ignore the overall situation. It is also unlikely that he will follow others' opinions and cause any trouble with him at this time.

Don't say that Shouchun City may not be able to retain him, but even if it can be retained, Yuan Shu must have lost his mind and gone crazy to suddenly turn against his ally when he was going to use troops abroad at this time.

Even if we want to deal with him, we should wait until the Yuan-Cao alliance goes their separate ways as it did in history, not now.

As long as the Yuan-Cao alliance survives for one day, Yuan Shu will have value for Wang Zheng.

And for Yuan Shao, it is far from the time when the bird is gone and the bow is hidden.

In fact, according to Wang Zheng's speculation, it is more likely that Zhao Xun did not say those two sentences.

The advice behind the scenes, especially because the person involved, Wang Zheng, was not a subordinate of Yuan Shu, let alone a man who wanted to be a human being, and had no ability to resist.

Wang Zheng was invited to Shouchun as an ally, and with tens of thousands of elite soldiers standing behind him, he was the leader of a force in the land of three counties.

Such a sensitive topic is Yuan Shu's dementia. How dare Yan Xiang and Yang Hong omit it?

How could a mere sentry rider hear it?

And according to Ji Ling and Na Xu Yiyan, it was what the messenger heard when he submitted...

That’s even more impossible!

Whether it is in the palace or the state capital, when meeting Yuan Shu, how can there be no one who can pass on the information? How can there be a chance to listen to the corner?

Therefore, this matter is most likely a rumor fabricated by Ji Ling and others out of thin air.

The only thing Wang Zheng couldn't figure out was why Zhao Xun was used as bait?

Is it because he has some issues with his own family?

After thinking for a long time, Wang Zheng frowned. He suddenly felt a little tired of such intrigues.

On a stage of intrigue and deception, there are painted masks on the left and right, and you do nothing every day, just distinguishing between true and false, guessing the size, it is really tasteless!

Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore!

Zhao Xun and everything are just small details!

Wang Zheng finally figured it out. At this time, he and Yuan Shao were an alliance of interests. No matter whether the two sides trusted each other or whether there would be rifts, as long as each other's IQs were not lower than the lower limit, they could distinguish the priorities, and they had the same stance, there would be no problem.

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He walked to a stone pavilion in the courtyard and sat down casually. It was getting dark at this time, and the scorching heat gradually subsided. A slight coolness brushed on his body, refreshing and pleasant, which made him feel relieved for a while.

I would like to go back to my room immediately.

No matter what, what Ji Ling said and did today, as well as his response, will inevitably reach Yuan Shu's ears, so what happens next?

Can we take the opportunity to rebel against an army and gain some benefits?

The flowing clouds were like catkins, the stars and the moon were shining together, and the trees in the courtyard were illuminated with mottled shadows. Wang Zheng lowered his head and fell into thought, his face half-lit and half-dark, and his expression erratic.

I don’t know how much time passed.

A cool breeze blew from nowhere, bringing with it a faint sound as faint as a cloud. If it weren't for Wang Zheng's extraordinary physique, he would have barely heard it.

"The sun is rising in the east, and that concubine's son is coming to my room. He is coming to my room, and he is walking by me."

"The moon is shining in the east, and that girl's son is in my palace. She is in my palace, and she is walking in my hair."

After listening for a while, Wang Zheng barely understood something.

This seems to be a ballad, and the accent is somewhat like the dialect of a certain place in Jiangdong, but it is very clear and sweet, and it is not inferior to the singing voice of Feiyan. Especially when I listen to the direction, it seems to be coming from my own mansion. I can't help but feel a little curious, so I follow

The voice walked over.

After a while, Wang Zheng shook his head and laughed dumbly as he looked at the familiar place in front of him.

This is actually his bedroom.

He walked in and saw that the beautiful maid named Wan'er was making the bed and stretching out the quilt, humming softly, and her face was filled with inexplicable happiness.

Seeing Wang Zheng's sudden appearance, Wan'er was startled and hurriedly stood up. She immediately lowered her head and her hands seemed to have nowhere to put them. After a while, she uneasily twisted the corners of her clothes, looking extremely pitiful.

Seeing how nervous she was, Wang Zheng was speechless.

We've both slept together several times, why is it still like this?

"Is Wan'er your name?" He had no choice but to find something to say, so he asked casually: "I always forgot to ask you what your last name is?"

Wan'er was stunned for a while, then whispered back: "Bu."

"Don't want to tell me?" Wang Zheng's voice was stagnant. He felt a little embarrassed, so he put aside our status as master and servant. After all, I am also your first man.

"Why?"

Wan'er shook her head and corrected softly: "Handan's learning steps."

Wang Zheng was stunned. He saw her frowning slightly at this time, and her face was as bright as the moon in combination with her deceptive skin. His eyes couldn't help but become gentle. He stared at her and said slowly: "You must not have this surname."

Seeing Wan'er raising her head in surprise, Wang Zheng laughed and joked: "It must be the step of "Ten steps to the lake, there must be vanilla"."

Speaking of which, Wang Zheng has also discovered these days that although Bu Wan'er is a slave, she is also dressed very simply. She can move her hands and feet with graceful manners. When she sits up and walks, she has an elegant demeanor. She is definitely not from an ordinary commoner.

It's just that she is too shy, and she usually cherishes her words like gold. Compared with Huo, she is completely uninteresting. After a few times, Wang Zheng treats her a little differently and rarely talks to her on weekdays. It's a shame.

Not interesting.

"For a person from a wealthy family to be reduced to a slave position, his family must have been ruined." Wang Zheng thought to himself, "She is about the same age as me, and she may not have suffered less than me."

Based on her experience, when thinking about herself, she can't help but feel sad.

If it weren't for the existence of a system, he, an otaku who had grown up in a peaceful and prosperous age, would be in a worse situation than the other party if he traveled to such troubled times.

The jewel in the palm of the past was once reduced to a slave, and her glory and wealth were gone, and she could no longer live as a commoner. She was treated as a gift by the victors and sent back and forth. Wang Zheng felt slightly pity, but suddenly he couldn't bear to ask her to sleep with him anymore.

If there is no affection for each other, then it may not be much fun to do such things.

Smiling at Bu Wan'er, Wang Zheng said: "The weather is a bit hot today. I want to read a book for a while. I don't want to go to bed so early. You don't have to wait anymore. Go back and rest first."

"Yes." When Wan'er heard this, she bowed and saluted, and walked away. After a while, footsteps sounded again outside the door. Wang Zheng looked up and saw her walking in with a basin of water.

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"Provincial Governor, wipe your sweat."

Wang Zheng's heart felt warm. He didn't expect that a casual excuse would lead to this response. He nodded with a smile, took the towel and wiped it casually twice. Looking sideways, he saw that she seemed to have walked too fast just now. At this time, she was clean.

There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and a few strands of hair on his temples clinging tightly to his face, indicating that

He motioned her to bend down and then wiped it with his own hands a few times.

Seeing how gentle he was, Bu Wan'er was stunned, and immediately her face burned like fire and her ears turned red.

Wang Zheng smiled, patted her hand and said, "Go ahead."

Seeing her steps as she exited the room, she was obviously much more flustered than before. Wang Zheng pondered for a while and looked away.

His actions were seven parts sincere and three parts Machiavellian.

The so-called sincerity naturally means that no matter what, this Bu Wan'er can be said to be the first woman to give her perfect body to him in his two lives. It does have some special meaning in his heart.

Speaking of conspiracy, since it was Yuan Shu who sent him, how could Wang Zheng not be on guard? Isn't An Zhi a tool sent to monitor his family?

But it doesn't matter.

The influence is mutual. As a man, he treats each other differently because of his "completeness". So for Bu Wan'er, taking away her "complete" self, won't it leave traces in her heart?

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As long as there are traces, it is possible for even a stone-hearted heart to soften and be subdued.
To be continued...