"Is this person so talented in both civil and military affairs?" Lin Zhihuang became more and more curious about this person.

Lin Zhihuang immediately raised his head and looked at the official document in Wen Nanfang's hand, wanting to see what Fu Xiao looked like.

Fortunately, this master of painting skills from the Daji Dynasty was not an abstract painter. He painted busts of people as lifelike as if the person was right in front of him.

There are three portraits in this official document. Fu Xiao's front and left and right side portraits are all painted. He looks very cute and handsome.

Why is it described as cute? Probably because the person in the painting looks too young, definitely no more than ten years old.

Lin Zhihuang's mouth twitched: "How old is Fu Xiao?"

Wen Nanfang replied: "After this winter, you will be ten years old."

He is only nine years old, and he is still with a child!

In her dimension, she is only in the second grade, so she is one of the Seven Congs and one of the Eight Margins? What a capable person!

"Then why is Wu Kui, a barbarian, acting more and more stupidly? It is so different from his previous behavior of taking advantage of the opportunity of the kings to suppress each other and vying for the throne. With only 10,000 troops, he raided Shengjing and negotiated with the imperial court to enter the Daji court?" Lin Zhihuang couldn't help but wonder.

Wen Nanfang laughed sarcastically and said: "Wu Kui was not able to do big things. After becoming the prime minister, he gradually acted arrogantly and gradually abandoned his adviser Guan You who had been assisting him. Guan You was arrogant and could not bear to be left out, so he abandoned his official position and returned home. Wu Kui realized that he couldn't live without this person, and when he tried to declare his return, he didn't know where he was. After that, Wu Kui acted more and more disorganized."

"Guan You? What a talented person. Unfortunately, I was voted in by mistake!" Lin Zhihuang also sighed.

"Guan Younai came from a poor family, and the strategies he used were very vicious. Now everyone calls him a poisonous man. He has a very bad reputation. Please be careful, lord!" Wen Nannan noticed Lin Zhihuang's desire to recruit this person and immediately raised his alarm.

"Yes! Yes! Congshen is right, Huan'er, don't make that idea!" Lin Zheyun finally felt that he had a place where he could get in, and quickly agreed to show his presence.

Lin Zhihuang ignored him, his eyes fell on the portrait of the official document on the desk, and he sighed in his heart, what a genius, what a pity, he hasn't grown up yet, will he be killed by the world?

No matter how great a genius he is, he is still just a child!

It wasn't enough for Wu Kui to kill the entire Fu family, but he was so aggressive towards a child. He really didn't deserve to be considered a hero of the world!

Late at night.

Lixian County Fucheng, Guanfu.

Fuqing, the governor of the county, sent someone to invite Wu Fangling, the magistrate of Chang County, to come to the mansion for tea.

Wu Fangling was puzzled, so he went happily.

"Guan Juncheng, when you stopped me from talking, did you also find something wrong with King Lu?" Wu Fangling was led into the study and asked Guan Fuqing, who was drinking tea, straight to the point without saying a word.

Guan Fuqing held the tea cup, squinted his eyes and smelled the tea with enjoyment, and asked: "So what if it is, so what if it is not?"

"If so, Guan Juncheng, why did you encourage Mr. Fangfu to write that letter asking for help? Did you know that as soon as this letter asking for help was written, King Lu could justifiably use troops in Lixian County as if there was no one in the area."

Guan Fuqing handed Wu Fang a cup of brewed tea.

Wu Fangling did not reach out to take the tea handed over by Guan Fuqing, but continued to question: "If not, you should know that since I warned Mr. Fang, I am very wary of King Lu! Why do you come to treat me to a drink late at night? Tea? What do you mean?"

When Guan Fuqing saw that Wu Fangling refused to take the tea cup, he didn't force it. He immediately put the tea cup on the table and asked, "Do you have a better way?"

"..." Wu Fangling fell silent and stopped talking.

"It seems that you have no better solution, so why can't you write a letter asking for help?" Guan Fuqing opened his narrowed eyes, and the official power came over him.

"No matter how ambitious King Lu is, he is still a member of the Wen family. His fiefdom is in Kuzhou, so he cannot legitimately occupy Lixian County. Just look at Yanzhou today, so what if he wins? King Lu The most they can do is plunder. It’s hard to say if Lixian County fell into the hands of the rebels. Looking at what General Chongtian did in Ku County, He County and Guangshan County, at least the lives of bureaucrats like you and me will definitely be at stake. Bao, as well as all the people under the rule of Lixian County, have become rebels and bandits involuntarily. How can they live a good life? When the court sends people to suppress the bandits, will they care about their lives? "

"..." Wu Fangling had nothing to say.

"Why don't we let King Lu come to the 'rescue'? King Lu's visit this time, as I expected, should be due to the food shortage in Kuzhou, so I will give him food. At least there is a way to survive, and I can plan other plans!"

After Fuqing, the governor of the county, said this, he did not force Wu Fang to stay here and directly served tea to see off the guests.

At this time, Wu Fangling truly treated Guan Fuqing as an official. He bowed respectfully and withdrew with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

Wu Fang led the way to the door, and then his mind came to his senses. He turned around and asked again: "Why do you specifically solve the doubts of the lower officials?"

"Without him, I cherish my talents."

There were too few decent officials in the Daji Dynasty, and there were too few officials who could protect the people. If these officials couldn't protect their own lives, who else could protect the lives of the people? He couldn't sit back and watch Wu Fang leader go on a rampage and end up with nothing in the end!

He can do whatever he can to save the next one.

Guan Fuqing drank the tea in one gulp and sighed deeply.

In troubled times, who is not the gravel before the big waves...
Chapter completed!