The Emperor may be okay and used to it.

When Sima Yi went on an expedition to serve the emperor, he stayed in the bean fields at night, and the conditions were very difficult. The emperor had a big appetite, and he often couldn't eat, and he became thin...

But Sima Ying grew up in a fine life, and this time she was really in trouble.

When he came to Luoyang, he was really like a phoenix without its feathers, not as good as a chicken. If Mi Huang and Shao Xun wanted to kill him, it was just a matter of a thought.

Thinking of this, I feel a little sad.

People who were once all-powerful will also end up in this situation.

"Who is calling the shots in Luoyang now?" Hu Wufu asked.

"Mi Huang, the governor of Luoyang, is in charge of military affairs." Wang Yan said.

He only said half of what he said, but he believed that Hu Wufuzhi understood.

The military affairs belong to Mi Huang, and the government affairs are of course left to him, Wang Yifu. As for Cao Fu, although he is Sima Yue's military commander, it seems that he doesn't want to fight for anything.

"Where's Shao Xun?" Hu Wufu asked a name, which immediately surprised Wang Yan.

The reason for surprise was not that the Ye government officials knew about Shao Xun, but that Hu Wufuzhi didn't care about anything at all.

He is a concubine among the younger brothers, and has a serious official position, but like Yang Zhun, the prime minister's military officer, he lives a leisurely life without any official duties. He is either traveling around or drinking and whoring - in fact,

At least one-third of the staff in the Ye Mansion only receive salaries and do not do actual work, but Sima Ying really needs them to look good.

The more famous people there are, the stronger the reputation will be.

The stronger the momentum, the more people will come to seek refuge.

For this reason, raising more celebrities is a trivial matter.

"Shao Xun is Sima, the lieutenant of the East China Sea Kingdom, and he calls himself the general of the Chinese army. He Lun, Wang Bing, and Miao Yuan all dare not criticize him directly when they meet him," Wang Yan said.

"Just him?" Hu Wufuzhi pointed to the general who was plowing the fields like an old scalper in surprise, and said: "Since one person has so much power, why is it like this?"

"I'm afraid the plot is very big." Wang Yan said sarcastically.

To a certain extent, Shao Xun's work in the fields is also a way of "raising his hopes."

Some people rely on lying on the ice to raise their hopes - ahem, relying on filial piety.

Some people raise their hopes by debating scriptures and talking about it.

Some people rely on celebrities and celebrities to support their careers.

If Shao Xun raises his hopes like this, he may attract only the Zhuoliu servants instead of the Qingliu celebrities.

"Who doesn't have any ambition now?" Hu Wufu muttered, and then said seriously: "Since my brother sent me here, no matter how ignorant I am, I still have to ask questions. Is my life in danger?"

"No." Wang Yan said simply: "Shao Xun is a man who knows the rules, not Zhang Fang, don't worry."

"Okay." Hu Wufuzhi nodded and stopped talking.

The bullock cart moved very slowly, but the song was still faintly heard: "Help me! Help me!"

Slang songs and minor tunes actually do not require any literary talent.

The difficult thing is that you have to get close to the lives of the people in Guizhou, talk to them often, chat about daily life, talk about daily life with them, and know what their demands are. Only then can you write something popular.

At this time, when he heard the three words "Save me", Hu Wufuzhi felt that there was a touching power.

He seemed to hear the thousands of neglected Guizhou heads in the Jin Dynasty shouting sadly: "Help me!"

He sighed deeply.
Chapter completed!