Shangyong, the northwest of the Tiger Singing Station.

After staying overnight at Humingyi, Zhang Yong and Zhang Qiying immediately set off and began to march in the direction of Xicheng, as for Liao Hua and others... did not appear in the accompanying party.

There are hundreds of subordinates, women and children under the command of Gain Liaohua... Now he is hiding in a cave between Shangyong and Jianshi, so Zhang Yong didn't force it, so who is it... If you don't arrange your family well, I'm afraid you don't have the heart to do things.

But... Since Liao Hua served him, he had the obligation to help Liao Hua solve these entanglements, and after writing a letter... That night, he sent someone to Shangyong, and ordered Shangyong County Commander and County Lieutenant to help Liao Hua settle those old and weak women and children.

……

"Sister Qiying, what are you looking at? Such a distraction..."

In the carriage, there are still Zhang Qiying, Huang Wudie, and Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yuan is still wilting, and after experiencing yesterday's twists and turns, his spirit seems to be more and more sluggish.

Compared with Zhang Yuan, Zhang Qiying and Huang Wudie are undoubtedly much better, at this moment... Zhang Qiying is leaning against the car window... Looking at Zhang Yong's figure, he was stunned.

"Nothing! It's just that... I haven't seen you for a year, but I feel that the third brother has changed a lot! ”

"Oh! What was the third prince like before? ”

Seeing Zhang Qiying turn her head, Huang Wudie's gossip heart suddenly became hot, and she got up and squeezed together with Zhang Qiying.

"Hmmm! How so? The third brother used to like to read Confucian scriptures, and there was always an elegant and gentle atmosphere on his body, just like the wind in spring... It feels very warm and comfortable, but... Yesterday, I always felt that the third brother was a little more aggressive, a little bit far away, but he was very similar to his uncle. ”

Although Zhang Yong still takes care of her as before, loves and cares for her, deep down in Zhang Qiying's heart... I always feel that Zhang Yong is starting to become distant.

"People will always grow, I think the third prince is very good, he has courage, courage, and mind, which is much better than the Confucian scholars we saw in Jiangdong and Jingzhou.

Other than that... After all, you haven't seen your third brother for nearly a year, and you feel this way... It's no surprise that after you've been together for a while, you shouldn't feel this way. ”

After soothing Zhang Qiying for a few words, Huang Wudie diverted the topic and began to talk to Zhang Qiying about the two when they were children.

……

Time passed quickly, and on December 25, Zhang Yong and Zhang Qiying finally arrived in Nanzheng.

Because the New Year is coming, even though the wind is as cold as snow outside, there are more pedestrians on the road, buying goods, calling friends... There is an endless stream of people coming and going.

"Mother, look... It's the third son! ”

"The third son is back! The third son has worked hard all the way..."

"I've seen the third son, I wish the third son a good New Year!"

……

After several appearances on stage, the soldiers and civilians in Nanzheng City are naturally no strangers to Zhang Yong, so after recognizing Zhang Yong... Although Zhang Yong and his entourage were not surrounded, the crowd of people gradually stopped and stood on both sides... looked at Zhang Yong's figure with his head held high.

"Fellow villagers... Auspicious New Year! ”

Seeing that there were more and more crowds gathering left and right, and the movement was getting bigger and bigger, Zhang Yong could only turn over and dismount and bow to the surrounding people to say auspicious.

"Sister Qiying, I didn't expect the third prince to be so loved by the people in Nanzheng!"

Sticking out her head to look at the excited old and young women and children outside the window, Huang Wudie revealed a little surprise.

It can be seen that the support of these people on the street for Zhang Yong is from the heart and sincere, not the contrived actions seen in Jingbei in the past.

"I didn't expect that... The third brother is so loved by the people of the city..."

Lifting the corner of the curtain and looking at the figure in front of her, Zhang Qiying's expression was slightly stunned.

"In this way, the news we got from the sergeant can be confirmed nine times out of ten, Zhang Shibo has made up his mind to let Brother Yongxian inherit the foundation of Hanzhong..."

Compared with Zhang Qiying and Huang Wudie, Zhang Yuan, as a child of a big family... Naturally, my eyes were on the other side, but... After glancing at the figure in front of him for a few moments, Zhang Yuan only felt his mood fluttering.

It is said that people are more popular than people, and he didn't feel anything when he was looked up to by others in the past, but now looking at Zhang Yong, who is a few years younger than him, Zhang Yuan feels that his pure heart has been destroyed to some extent.

……

Taishou House.

After receiving the news that Zhang Yong and Zhang Qiying and their entourage were returning today, Zhang Lu had already taken care of the affairs at hand and was waiting for Zhang Yong and Zhang Qiying in the mansion.

However, seeing that the dark clouds were getting thicker, and the two of them were still not seen, Zhang Lu couldn't help but get anxious.

Not to mention Zhang Yong, but Zhang Qiying, the pearl of the palm, Zhang Lu has not seen it for nearly a year, and he naturally misses it very much.

"Come on, let's see... The third prince and the fifth lady are there now, have they ever entered the city? ”

Greeting the guards outside the door, Zhang Lu slowly stood up and walked back and forth in the room.

"Newspaper... Back to my lord! ”

Fortunately, the guards who went to investigate the situation did not make Zhang Lu wait too long, and he turned around in just half an hour.

"Lord, the third prince and the fifth lady have returned to Nanzheng a long time ago, but... The people on both sides of the street recognized the third prince and surrounded the third son, so it was not lively, and now the third prince and the fifth lady have broken away from the crowd and are coming to the mansion..."

Thinking of the scene he had just seen, the guard's eyes showed a bit of strange emotion, so loved and supported by the people... In this Hanzhong, except for the lord himself, I am afraid that he will belong to the third prince, even if it is the second general and Yan Juncheng... It's time to step aside.

……

"Father!"

Outside the house, in a burst of neighing of war horses, Zhang Yong and Zhang Qiying walked in together, as for Huang Wudie and Zhang Yuan... I've been taken to the guest room to settle in.

"Hahaha... Let me see who's back! ”

Inside the house, seeing the figures of Zhang Qiying and Zhang Yong, Zhang Lu suddenly showed a slight smile on his face, stepped forward and reached out to touch Zhang Qiying's forehead, as for Zhang Yong... Unfortunately, it was left to dry for a short time.

"Father, my daughter misses you..."

It is said that I miss my hometown, not to mention Zhang Qiying, a girl who is fourteen years old, so at the moment I saw Zhang Lu... Zhang Qiying's nose suddenly soured, and she almost cried.

"Silly girl..., what is this for... This didn't just come back..."

……

Sensing Zhang Qiying's strange appearance, Zhang Lu, the loving father and strict father in Zhang Yong's eyes, seemed to lose his temper slightly, and even coaxed Zhang Qiying with comfort.

Of course... This kind of treatment, whether it is his eldest brother, he... Or other brothers can't enjoy it.

"That's it! Your mother has been waiting for you in the backyard for a long time, first go and say goodbye, then go to freshen up, and then we will have a good family dinner as a family. ”

Looking at Zhang Qiying, who had calmed down, Zhang Lu patted Zhang Qiying's little head slightly and coaxed Zhang Qiying out.

"It's been a smooth ride!?"

Seeing Zhang Qiying leaving, Zhang Lufang moved his gaze to Zhang Yong, and his eyes revealed a little satisfaction.

The third child is getting more and more energetic, and... More and more of the style of his youth.

Wrong... Maybe it's better than him.

"I had some trouble at the beginning, but luckily it's okay."

I have to say that the farther south Zheng goes, the better the public security, except for the turmoil in Liaohua, this road can be described as safe and stable.

"It's okay! It's been a hard time for you, but... In a few days, it will be my Hanzhong New Year's Mansion, and most of my Hanzhong civil and military forces will come, and your eldest brother can't take a break these days... The second and fourth children don't plan to come back this year, the sixth, seventh, and eighth are still young, and your fifth sister is inconvenient to show up, so you have to carry the burden on their shoulders for a while in the past.

From tomorrow, you're going to help out with your uncle and Zimao... I also took the opportunity to familiarize myself with the civil and military affairs of various places in Hanzhong. ”

patted Zhang Yong's shoulder, Zhang Lu sighed secretly, Zhang's foundation is indeed too weak, and there are too few people who can help him...

"Father, rest assured! The child will not disappoint his father! ”

Feeling the heavy pressure from Zhang Lu's palm, Zhang Yong was also a lot more solemn, Hanzhong and Wudu counties said that they were not big, but they were also said to be small, and the civil and military forces at all levels who came to the government meeting a few days later were afraid that there were no less than hundreds of people, all kinds of officials, complex and intertwined relationships... It was indeed a big challenge for Zhang Yong.

......

Yizhou, Chengdu.

Compared with the scene of the wind and snow in Saibei, Guanwai and the Central Plains, Chengdu is undoubtedly a paradise on earth, with beautiful winds and sunshine, birds and flowers... Maybe it's because of the weather, or maybe it's because of the wealth of Yizhou, looking from afar... The atmosphere of the New Year in Chengdu is a little more lively than that of Nanzheng.

East of the city, Zhang Song's mansion.

After the battle in Brazil, Zhang Ziqiao, who was once arrogant and arrogant, seemed to fall into a temporary silence, except for clocking in on time in the state pastoral mansion on weekdays... In addition to coping with government affairs, I basically stayed at home... Interpret the art of war, Confucianism, Taoism, and righteousness, or eat wine with two or three friends, and talk about the general trend of the world.

On this day... It was also two days before Chinese New Year's Eve, and Zhang Song, who was chanting with his friend... was disturbed by a sudden visit, which had been silent for many days.

Outside the house, the stars and the moon are in the same sky, and there are no clouds... The moonlight shrouded Chengdu in a silvery white light.

In the house, the piano is swirling, and the chips are staggered... The aroma of wine is lingering, except for Zhang Song and several singers who are good at dancing, there are only two men in their thirties in the huge main hall.

Left... Sitting upright was a white-clothed scribe, gentle and elegant... Although his face is a little drunk, he can also know the amazing words he utters from time to time... This man is not an extraordinary man.

Compared to the white-clothed scribe, the man sitting on the right was much stronger, and although his face was slightly dark, his eyes were resolute, and there seemed to be some explosive power hidden between his arms.

The two people in the hall are naturally not outsiders, the white-clothed scribe is Zhang Song's close friend, a rare and intelligent person in Yizhou, the military lieutenant is righteous and filial, as for the other... It is Meng Da Mengzijing, the lieutenant of Xindu County, and Zhang Song's friend.