Xifeng is really efficient in doing things.
Zhang Jiang, who was riding on the horse and talking to himself, looked at the dilapidated wall in front of him, the crumbling wooden door, and the hut behind the wall, and sighed.
But unexpectedly, I actually came here to hide.
Although this place is in the suburbs of Luoyang (Luoyang), there is nothing else around except this broken thatched hut.
After dismounting, Zhang Jiang tied the horse to the tree at the door of the hut, and then gently knocked on the door that seemed to be likely to fall down at any time.
Is anyone at home?
Soon, the door was opened.
The one who went out to greet him was a teenager who looked over teenage.
The boy's clothes were old but not torn, his body was thin but not weak, and his face was calm and composed that was not in line with this age.
child.Zhang Jiang squatted down, is Lingtang there?
Who are you?The boy said alertly.
Relax.Zhang Jiang tried to show his sincerity with a smile. I am Lingtang's old friend, but I just wanted to talk to her about the past.
She went out with her mother.The boy still did not relax his vigilance and would not come back after a while.
Yeah?Can I wait in the room?Zhang Jiang still asked with a smile on his face, and it took a lot of time to go back and forth from the city.
... The boy lowered his head and thought for a moment, then looked up and said, please come in.
The boy opened the door and welcomed Zhang Jiang in.
After entering the door, Zhang Jiang untied the sword from his waist, leaned against the door, and then looked around the courtyard.
Although the yard is dilapidated, it is in order. It can be seen that although the owner is poor, he is still full of serious attitude towards life.
After Zhang Jiang took off his shoes, he knelt openly on the clean straw mat on the couch.
After the young man respectfully handed a cup of tea to Zhang Jiang, he knelt aside and did not continue to speak.
Zhang Jiang first looked at the tea cup in his hand.
Intact and expensive, it is incompatible with the style of this room.
When the tea in the cup was put into the mouth, Zhang Jiang felt that the tea tasted just right. Although it was not as good as the top, it was more than the bottom.
child.Zhang Jiang looked at the boy, what's your name?
...Ninzhi.The boy replied calmly.
Humph.Zhang Jiang smiled, "A good name, what a pity."
I wonder what a pity the guests think?The boy's inquiry was still dull.
Unfortunately, it's not the real name.Zhang Jiang said slowly.
Soon, Zhang Jiang felt a metal chill coming from his neck.
After a closer look, it was a sword blade that stretched out from behind Zhang Jiang and placed on her neck.
But Zhang Jiang was not afraid.
Just looking at the boy who was still kneeling in front of him steadily, he said slowly:
I said, although I haven’t seen each other for many years, is it as for meeting each other?
From behind Zhang Jiang, a cold female voice came:
You and I have different paths, but now you are an official and I am a bandit. Even if you are an old friend, you have to be careful.
Don't worry, I don't have a sword in my hand, and I'm the only one here this time.Zhang Jiang just took another sip of the tea in his hand lightly. Why don’t we sit down and chat?
Why do I believe you?The woman behind Zhang Jiang did not seem to be moved by her.
You can do it if you don’t believe me, but remember that if I die at your hands, then Mr. Dong will definitely chase you and your son to the ends of the world.Zhang Jiang said slowly, do you really want things to become like this?
...Okay, let's talk.
After saying that, the sword that was placed on Zhang Jiang's neck was taken back.
Soon, a simple-dressed woman sat side by side with the boy, and placed the sword in the scabbard horizontally in front of her.
Although the woman was dressed in a simple dark blue dress and had no accessories, she could not hide her natural beauty.
Her black hair was tied into high ties, her plump breasts were barely covered by her top, and her kneeling legs looked strong and powerful.
Judging from her figure with a flat belly, she doesn't seem to have had children at all.
What should I call you?The woman's attitude towards Zhang Jiang is still cold. Are you calling you Zhang Jiangzi?Or is the true saint of Han?
Sister Xin, you are too disgusting.Zhang Jiang smiled and said, "Do I have to keep calling you Zheng Tiansheng?"Or is Yi Qian’s real girl?
Then forget it.When the woman heard this, she sighed, "I can't even save my husband, what a real woman."
Do you still want to continue to fight against the court?Zhang Jiang asked.
If I have the ability I do want Ah.Sister Xin, or Zheng Xin, sighed again, but the three generals have passed away, Huang Tian has failed, and my husband is no longer here, so I am discouraged.
Then, Zheng Xin looked at the boy beside him.
I just hope to raise the bloodline left by my husband, and I am satisfied.
In this way... Zhang Jiang took another sip of tea quietly, so what are the plans for my sister?
Since you have all been recruited by you, it means that this place is not safe.Zheng Xin said slowly, "Okay, I had already planned to take refuge in Hanzhong, but you made me make up my mind."
Hanzhong?Are you going to join your cousin?Hearing this, Zhang Jiang nodded, but I think my sister should consider more about Hanzhong's words.
What to consider?Zheng Xin asked.
The cousin and Liu Yan will have a battle sooner or later, and the outcome is unpredictable.Zhang Jiang said, no matter whether you win or lose, Hanzhong will suffer from the war. Where will my sister be prepared to go?
Then do you want me to join your Gong Dong?Zheng Xin didn't seem to be moved by Zhang Jiang.
Trust me, sister.Zhang Jiang said that there is no safer place in the world than under Gong Dong’s rule.
Are you giving alms?Zheng Xin asked.
I just want to help you and your son.Zhang Jiang said slowly, wanting to help my husband, that's all.
I am just a fugitive who is hiding from Tibet with my son.Zheng Xin said, I don’t think I can help you anything.
The heavens have changed, but not completely.Zhang Jiang suddenly said, if there is no more variables, then destiny will still turn to the original disaster.
Seeing that Zheng Xin did not reply, Zhang Jiang continued:
This has nothing to do with who we fight for, but with the fate of thousands of people online in the future.Including you, me, and him.
Zhang Jiang's eyes were on the boy.
She finished the last tea in the cup.
That's all, I hope you can make the right choice.
After putting down the teacup, Zhang Jiang placed a folded book next to the teacup.
This is a pass for clearance.Zhang Jiang said, if you want to come to Dong's house to find me, just show this copy to the guards; if you want to go to Hanzhong, this copy is enough to allow you to pass all investigations safely.The decision is in your hands.
After saying that, Zhang Jiang got up, put on his shoes, walked to the door, picked up the sword leaning against the door, and hung it back on his waist.
Oh right.Before leaving, Zhang Jiang suddenly asked, as if he suddenly remembered something, Child, what is your real name?
...Deng Zhi.The boy replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.
Zhang Jiang, who was riding on the horse and talking to himself, looked at the dilapidated wall in front of him, the crumbling wooden door, and the hut behind the wall, and sighed.
But unexpectedly, I actually came here to hide.
Although this place is in the suburbs of Luoyang (Luoyang), there is nothing else around except this broken thatched hut.
After dismounting, Zhang Jiang tied the horse to the tree at the door of the hut, and then gently knocked on the door that seemed to be likely to fall down at any time.
Is anyone at home?
Soon, the door was opened.
The one who went out to greet him was a teenager who looked over teenage.
The boy's clothes were old but not torn, his body was thin but not weak, and his face was calm and composed that was not in line with this age.
child.Zhang Jiang squatted down, is Lingtang there?
Who are you?The boy said alertly.
Relax.Zhang Jiang tried to show his sincerity with a smile. I am Lingtang's old friend, but I just wanted to talk to her about the past.
She went out with her mother.The boy still did not relax his vigilance and would not come back after a while.
Yeah?Can I wait in the room?Zhang Jiang still asked with a smile on his face, and it took a lot of time to go back and forth from the city.
... The boy lowered his head and thought for a moment, then looked up and said, please come in.
The boy opened the door and welcomed Zhang Jiang in.
After entering the door, Zhang Jiang untied the sword from his waist, leaned against the door, and then looked around the courtyard.
Although the yard is dilapidated, it is in order. It can be seen that although the owner is poor, he is still full of serious attitude towards life.
After Zhang Jiang took off his shoes, he knelt openly on the clean straw mat on the couch.
After the young man respectfully handed a cup of tea to Zhang Jiang, he knelt aside and did not continue to speak.
Zhang Jiang first looked at the tea cup in his hand.
Intact and expensive, it is incompatible with the style of this room.
When the tea in the cup was put into the mouth, Zhang Jiang felt that the tea tasted just right. Although it was not as good as the top, it was more than the bottom.
child.Zhang Jiang looked at the boy, what's your name?
...Ninzhi.The boy replied calmly.
Humph.Zhang Jiang smiled, "A good name, what a pity."
I wonder what a pity the guests think?The boy's inquiry was still dull.
Unfortunately, it's not the real name.Zhang Jiang said slowly.
Soon, Zhang Jiang felt a metal chill coming from his neck.
After a closer look, it was a sword blade that stretched out from behind Zhang Jiang and placed on her neck.
But Zhang Jiang was not afraid.
Just looking at the boy who was still kneeling in front of him steadily, he said slowly:
I said, although I haven’t seen each other for many years, is it as for meeting each other?
From behind Zhang Jiang, a cold female voice came:
You and I have different paths, but now you are an official and I am a bandit. Even if you are an old friend, you have to be careful.
Don't worry, I don't have a sword in my hand, and I'm the only one here this time.Zhang Jiang just took another sip of the tea in his hand lightly. Why don’t we sit down and chat?
Why do I believe you?The woman behind Zhang Jiang did not seem to be moved by her.
You can do it if you don’t believe me, but remember that if I die at your hands, then Mr. Dong will definitely chase you and your son to the ends of the world.Zhang Jiang said slowly, do you really want things to become like this?
...Okay, let's talk.
After saying that, the sword that was placed on Zhang Jiang's neck was taken back.
Soon, a simple-dressed woman sat side by side with the boy, and placed the sword in the scabbard horizontally in front of her.
Although the woman was dressed in a simple dark blue dress and had no accessories, she could not hide her natural beauty.
Her black hair was tied into high ties, her plump breasts were barely covered by her top, and her kneeling legs looked strong and powerful.
Judging from her figure with a flat belly, she doesn't seem to have had children at all.
What should I call you?The woman's attitude towards Zhang Jiang is still cold. Are you calling you Zhang Jiangzi?Or is the true saint of Han?
Sister Xin, you are too disgusting.Zhang Jiang smiled and said, "Do I have to keep calling you Zheng Tiansheng?"Or is Yi Qian’s real girl?
Then forget it.When the woman heard this, she sighed, "I can't even save my husband, what a real woman."
Do you still want to continue to fight against the court?Zhang Jiang asked.
If I have the ability I do want Ah.Sister Xin, or Zheng Xin, sighed again, but the three generals have passed away, Huang Tian has failed, and my husband is no longer here, so I am discouraged.
Then, Zheng Xin looked at the boy beside him.
I just hope to raise the bloodline left by my husband, and I am satisfied.
In this way... Zhang Jiang took another sip of tea quietly, so what are the plans for my sister?
Since you have all been recruited by you, it means that this place is not safe.Zheng Xin said slowly, "Okay, I had already planned to take refuge in Hanzhong, but you made me make up my mind."
Hanzhong?Are you going to join your cousin?Hearing this, Zhang Jiang nodded, but I think my sister should consider more about Hanzhong's words.
What to consider?Zheng Xin asked.
The cousin and Liu Yan will have a battle sooner or later, and the outcome is unpredictable.Zhang Jiang said, no matter whether you win or lose, Hanzhong will suffer from the war. Where will my sister be prepared to go?
Then do you want me to join your Gong Dong?Zheng Xin didn't seem to be moved by Zhang Jiang.
Trust me, sister.Zhang Jiang said that there is no safer place in the world than under Gong Dong’s rule.
Are you giving alms?Zheng Xin asked.
I just want to help you and your son.Zhang Jiang said slowly, wanting to help my husband, that's all.
I am just a fugitive who is hiding from Tibet with my son.Zheng Xin said, I don’t think I can help you anything.
The heavens have changed, but not completely.Zhang Jiang suddenly said, if there is no more variables, then destiny will still turn to the original disaster.
Seeing that Zheng Xin did not reply, Zhang Jiang continued:
This has nothing to do with who we fight for, but with the fate of thousands of people online in the future.Including you, me, and him.
Zhang Jiang's eyes were on the boy.
She finished the last tea in the cup.
That's all, I hope you can make the right choice.
After putting down the teacup, Zhang Jiang placed a folded book next to the teacup.
This is a pass for clearance.Zhang Jiang said, if you want to come to Dong's house to find me, just show this copy to the guards; if you want to go to Hanzhong, this copy is enough to allow you to pass all investigations safely.The decision is in your hands.
After saying that, Zhang Jiang got up, put on his shoes, walked to the door, picked up the sword leaning against the door, and hung it back on his waist.
Oh right.Before leaving, Zhang Jiang suddenly asked, as if he suddenly remembered something, Child, what is your real name?
...Deng Zhi.The boy replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.
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