The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

"Do you recognize Zhang Fengchang?" Hearing Lu Bu call out Zhang Yuan's name, the eyes of the soldiers changed, and even the address changed from 'boy' to 'you'.

Working in Luoyang, there are royal relatives, nobles and important ministers everywhere. These gatekeepers not only have to have good eyesight, but also have to be quick-witted and fickle.

Lu Bu was just saying it casually, but he didn't expect that three years later, Zhang Yuan was still serving as a minister in this propaganda hall.

The guards wanted to find out the details of Lu Bu's identity, but Lu Bu didn't bother to talk to these little soldiers. He took out the letter from his arms and threw it to the soldier who asked the question first, "Give this to Zhang Yuan, and he will naturally know. Come out and meet me."

The guard hurriedly caught the letter with both hands, said "wait", held it respectfully, and trotted into the propaganda hall.

Even if Lu Bu didn't say anything, he could tell at this moment that this tall and straight man had an extraordinary status.

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Inside the Propaganda Hall, Fengchang Zhang Yuan knelt and sat at the desk, counting and counting the records of the foreign ministers' entry to Beijing last year.

Suddenly, the right eyelid twitched twice.

As the old saying goes, "The left eye jumps for disaster, the right eye jumps for money". He has always been a person who believes in gods very much. Today, his right eye jumped twice without warning. Does this mean that he is about to be lucky, or that he will be lucky? Meet noble people.

"Blessed by the gods, if I can be promoted to an important position, or become a noble person, I promise to burn incense every day for your old age." Zhang Yuan cupped his hands reverently in his seat, praying silently in his heart.

He looks calm and calm, and he doesn't fight with others on weekdays, but only he himself knows that it's all a fake.In fact, he was anxious in his heart. The colleagues who worked with him in the Propaganda Office had already been on duty in the palace, and many juniors who came later than him were also promoted to other places because of opportunities and popularity.

He is the only one who, after six years, is still doing reception and statistics work in the Propaganda Hall.

It is impossible not to be envious of the former colleagues who are getting better and better one by one.

But when will he make it through? When will the chief attendant who arranged him here remember that there is such a number one person as Zhang Yuan.

After working hard for Zhang Rang for so many years, the money he earned was basically filled with filial piety money.After six years, there are not many left, and the official position has always been a small official with no promotion or demotion.

Zhang Yuan is not afraid of losing money, and he is not afraid of bowing his head and wagging his tail, but he is afraid of three years and three years, and three years and three years.In the end, until he died, he was still just a Bong Chang.

"Zhang Fengchang, someone is asking to see you outside." Zhang Yuan's thoughts were interrupted by the report of the guard at the gate.

"see me?"

Zhang Yuan was slightly startled suspiciously, and then overjoyed. Could it be that God opened his eyes and sent me a dignitary.

But he thought about it in a blink of an eye, that's not right, if he is a high-ranking official, why would he still need to ask a Fengchang like me?

Besides, how dare these gatekeepers block those characters in front of the door.

It turned out to be nothing but joy.

Zhang Yuan sighed in his heart. This feeling of ups and downs was like flying to the clouds and falling to the ground.

He didn't stop writing in his hand, and continued to count the records of previous years, without raising his head, he asked: "Has the person here notified his name?"

"Not yet, but he gave the villain a letter and asked me to hand it over to the lord." The gatekeeper took two steps forward and respectfully presented the letter to the desk.

Zhang Yuan glanced at the bamboo slip, put down his pen and ink, took it and opened it to read.

There are very few contents on the bamboo slips, only thirty or forty characters in total.

When he saw the rank of 'General Du Liao', Zhang Yuan couldn't help but jump in his heart, but when he saw the name that belonged to, the memory of a few years ago was like a dam opening, pouring into it. his mind.

Three years ago, Zhang Yuan couldn't remember many people who went to Beijing to face the saint, but this name was the only one that was still fresh in his memory.

Lu Bu.

Zhang Yuan was able to remember him not because of Lu Bu's unusual height, but because he was just a small frontier captain back then.

Since the founding of the Han Dynasty, there has never been a school lieutenant of this level who can make a pilgrimage to Beijing, let alone be favored by His Majesty.

Therefore, Zhang Yuan had a deep impression on Lu Bu.

Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for three years, the Colonel Bian Bi of that year has become the current Sergeant General.

It's me, alas...

Shaking his head slightly, Zhang Yuan didn't think too much anymore, calmed down his mood, and followed the soldiers out of the Propaganda Hall.

"A group of bastards, you are really blind, do you know who the general you are blocking is!" Zhang Yuan hurried out of the door, full of anger, scolded the soldiers who were guarding the door under the steps.

Several soldiers were dumbfounded by the scolding, how could they have thought that the young man in sackcloth in front of him was actually a general, recalling the contempt and disdain just now, they almost collapsed on the ground on the spot.

"Hey, those who don't know are not guilty, they are just doing their duty."

Lu Bu waved his hand, signaling Zhang Yuan not to blame the soldiers for embarrassing them.These actions moved these few soldiers into a trance, they had never seen such a kind and easy-going general, and they were naturally grateful to Lu Bu in their hearts.

Later, when Lu Bu saw Zhang Yuan coming, he cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Brother Zhang Yuan, long time no see, don't come here!"

Lu Bu's action really startled Zhang Yuan, he hurriedly returned the salute, and said in panic, "General Lu, please don't call me like that, it's really a disgrace, just call me by my name Zhang Yuan."

Three years ago, the two of them were more or less called brothers, but Zhang Yuan at that time probably felt disdainful in his heart.But now, Lu Bu has become General Du Liao, and he is much higher than him in terms of official rank. How dare Zhang Yuan let Lu Bu call him brother and brother.Although this "Brother Zhang Yuan" sounds so pleasant and comfortable.

Naturally, Lu Bu had his reasons for doing this.

It seems that Fengchang's position is only for trivial reception, low-ranking and low-ranking, but it is not the case.

When foreign ministers are called to Beijing, they must wait for the order in the Propaganda Hall.

Does this also mean that Zhang Yuan will be the first to know about the generals from other counties summoned by the emperor every year?

If he can develop this person into his own eyeliner, does that also mean that he will be able to know all the courtiers and generals from where the emperor summoned in the future.

Sometimes, those who can play a role are often these inconspicuous, insignificant people who are easily overlooked.

It was getting late, and Cao Xing and others wandered around Luoyang City all afternoon. After seeing enough of the strange juggling, and eating enough to fill their stomachs, they began to care about tonight's accommodation.

"Xi Zhicai, it's getting dark today, you still haven't found a place to stay, do you really want to take us to sleep on the street?" Cao Xing walked and walked along with Xi Ce, passing by countless post hotels and hotels where Xi Ce stayed. Ce also still has no intention of stopping.

It's just the beginning of spring, if you choose to sleep on the street, Chen Wei and Huang Zhong don't talk about it, the three of them can't stand the cold spring at all.

Chen Wei and Huang Zhong also set their sights on drama tactics. In Lu Bu's absence, drama tactics are the backbone.

"Cao Xing, don't make noises in my ears. You guys want to sleep in the street and suffer. I don't have the habit of being cold."

"Then where are we going, you don't tell me!"

"Of course it's to find a place to stay."

"........."

After half an hour.

On the street leading to Kaiyangmen in the south, Xi Ce looked at the majestic buildings on both sides. Both sides of this street are full of residences of dignitaries.