"But... After all, this is the case..."

I have to say that Zhang Lu's understatement was indeed unexpected by Zhang Yong.

I can only complain in my heart: the big guy is really the big guy.

But wrong is wrong, right is right. From his point of view, it is for righteousness, but from the perspective of Hanzhong... It's for the benefit.

"Third son, please get up! You have to be too shou to help you personally before you are willing to get up! ”

Seeing that Zhang Yong was still kneeling on the ground, Yan Pu chuckled lightly and got up to help Zhang Yong.

"Exchange ten thousand stones of grain and grass for the growth of the third son... In exchange for the brotherhood of the third prince and Ma Mengqi, it is too late for the lord to be happy in his heart, how can he punish the son. ”

"Father and Juncheng know?"

With a secret sigh, Zhang Yong honestly stood beside Zhang Lu, looked at the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard and asked.

"On the night you made your decision, Yang Ren sent a fast horse to report! But... You don't have to blame Yang Ren, it's because your father asked him to return his words and deeds truthfully! ”

Looking at Zhang Yong's face, which was a little red because of the alternation of hot and cold, a trace of relief flashed in Zhang Lu's eyes.

Compared with the boss's business, the growth of the third child is undoubtedly gratifying, righteous and responsible.

Wanshi grain and grass, in exchange for the goodwill of Xiliang Ma's family, this deal... No matter how you calculate it, it's earned.

"Father's words are serious, General Yang Ren treats the child very well, how can the child be blamed."

For Yang Ren, Zhang Yong only has high regard and respect in his heart, after all, in order to become stronger, he bowed his head and asked a junior for advice, how could such a character be disrespectful.

Besides, all this was arranged by Zhang Lu... At best, Yang Ren is just a sharp tip of the spear, pointing to that and that, and what to do with Yang?

"That's it!"

"I've been running around for days, and my son is also tired! These days are the right to have a good rest and relax. ”

Sensing that Yan Pu's chess pieces were gradually gaining the upper hand, the corners of Zhang Lu's mouth twitched slightly, how many games have you lost today... Looks like you haven't won a game yet, right? The interest in chatting with Zhang Yong, his own son, quickly diminished, and he waved his hand to signal Zhang Yong to go down and rest for the time being.

Looking at Zhang Lu's performance, although Zhang Yong said that he didn't show anything on his face, he still complained silently in his heart.

Compared with the previous life, although this era is more blood-oriented, it is indeed less emotional in terms of father-son affection.

But complaining is complaining, and you still have to ask for instructions on what should be done.

In this snowy weather, he hurried back to Nanzheng, but it was not just as simple as asking Zhang Lu for guilt.

"Father, the child has something to ask for, and I hope that the father will fulfill it!"

Arching his hand, Zhang Yong's expression was a little solemn.

"Huh?"

"What's the matter? Could it be that he fell in love with the woman of that family, and he wanted to be a matchmaker for your father. ”

After pondering and meditating, Zhang Lu's expression seemed much more relaxed and happy, and he turned his head and asked with a smile.

"Hehe... The father laughed, the child is still young, and it is not yet time to talk about marriage..."

Looking at the smile on the corner of Zhang Lu's mouth, Zhang Yong's heart froze, and his expression was slightly embarrassed.

Believe it or not, as long as today's words are spread from the Taishou Mansion, the one who came to him was the matchmaker... It can definitely become the Taishou Mansion and line up to the Nanzheng City Gate.

Never let the influence of the Zhang family in his own territory be a little Han Zhong, his eldest brother Zhang Fu... It's a living example.

The joy of fish and water is good, but in the face of Cao's... Facing the future of the Zhang family in Hanzhong, he did not have the slightest mood.

"The child wants to go to Fangling, and he hopes that his father will be fulfilled!"

"Not allowed!"

Hearing Zhang Yong's words, Zhang Lu's brows furrowed, rubbed the chess pieces on his fingertips, and responded lightly.

There is a way that his parents are not far away, but why does no one understand his sons? One by one, they spread their wings and wanted to fly out.

"But..."

"Although the matter of Fangling is full of dangers, it is not without a solution. Unlike you, for Peng Yi... Fangling is a test, whether you are qualified to assist you in the future of Hanzhong... It's still up to him. ”

"There is no need to discuss this matter anymore, let's go down!"

Yan Pu's position is not so simple to sit on, is he qualified to become a thinker and mastermind in Hanzhong, and take on the heaviest burden in Hanzhong... Peng Yi still needs to prove his ability to Hanzhong Contextual Martial Arts, and the reputation is only a reputation... Isn't it?

"Child... Got it! ”

Bowing and saluting, Zhang Yongwei didn't say much, turned around and left the study.

As Zhang Lu said, if you want to take on such a heavy responsibility, this time... Peng Yi can only rely on himself.

I just didn't think about it... My father attached so much importance to Yongyan in his heart, and he did not hesitate to use Fangling as a chessboard to test Yongyan.

......

Days passed in a flash.

In the past few days, according to the advice given by Ma Chao, Zhang Yong selected a Han sword from the Wudi period in the treasury, weighing twenty-six catties and seven taels.

Although the sword was torn apart when I first used it, after getting familiar with the weight... Zhang Yong clearly felt that his strength and swordsmanship were slowly getting stronger.

"Childe..."

Outside the hospital, Meng Qiu walked in quickly... There were still seven or eight skilled guards of the Taishou Mansion who accompanied him.

"Childe, the manpower has been drawn up, and he can leave at any time."

In front of Zhang Yong, Meng Qiu led the guards to salute respectfully and said in a deep voice.

"Where are Zijun and Dexin?"

Looking at the seven or eight "old men" of the Taishou Mansion behind Meng Qiu, Zhang Yong nodded with satisfaction.

"In order to save time, Zijun and Dexin have led 300 elites from the military camp to take the lead, and we have agreed to meet in Xicheng... At that time, we will go to Fangling together! ”

Mentioning Wang Ping and Ma Zhong, Meng Qiu sighed secretly in his heart, in order to ensure Peng Yi's safety in Fangling, Zhang Yong sent out almost all the elites and manpower that could be mobilized under his command.

I don't know if Peng Yongyan will be moved to tears when he sees them!

For a while, Meng Qiu had the urge to see Peng Yi as soon as possible.

"That's good!

After arriving at Fangling, he told Yongyan that everything is based on his own safety, and he should not take risks.

After the beginning of spring, I will try to convince my father to personally lead the troops to Fangling. ”

"Meng Qiu understands in his heart, please rest assured!

But... After I leave, the safety of my son..."

Thinking of the matter of the Secret Pavilion, a little worry flashed in Meng Qiu's eyes.

With the domineering of the Dark Pavilion, this matter will definitely not be good.

What's more, he will be able to return in a day or two...

If Zhang Yong stays in Taishou Mansion honestly, it doesn't matter, but if he goes out... I'm afraid there will be more twists and turns.

"Brother Meng is worried about the Dark Pavilion?"

"If that's the case, there's no need to worry.

In two days, I plan to go to Dongzhou Daying to live for a while, with my uncle guarding me, and I don't think that the long-sighted person dares to make trouble.

Besides, because of the Xiahou Yu incident, the Guanzhong and Liangzhou Secret Pavilions have suffered a lot of damage, and now the situation in Liangzhou and Jingxiang is changing, and I think the Cao family will not spend more time on me in a short period of time. ”

It has been more than 20 days since the return of the army.

It's also time to go to the Dongzhou camp to see the soldiers under his command, after all, it is an extremely troublesome thing to know the soldiers.

"So... That's it! ”

Hearing that Zhang Yong had an arrangement, Meng Qiu was also relieved, and led a kind of escort out of Nanzheng and rushed towards Xicheng.

……

Fang Ling.

On the day when Meng Qiu met with Wang Ping and Ma Zhong in Xicheng.

A carriage, escorted by more than a dozen elite soldiers, went out of the gate of Fangling City and headed northeast.

"I never thought that although Mr. Peng was a Confucian student, he was also a strong person... No wonder the lord and the county are so valued! ”

Looking at the frame that gradually disappeared in the distance, Han Bin said with a little emotion.

"Ma Ren is so simple to convince!"

"I'll prepare for the worst, no matter what... Fang Ling can't be lost. ”

Peng Yi's courage and strategy are indeed not bad, but these must be built on the foundation of his own strength.

Today's Fangling, facing the prying eyes of Ma Ren and Wenpin, is almost equivalent to a lamb to the slaughter... For Peng Yi's trip, Yang Ang really didn't have much expectation in his heart.

"The secret guards have been prepared, after all, Mr. Peng is a person valued by the lord and the county, and there can be no mistakes no matter what."

"Brother Han, don't worry!"

"The secret guards set off yesterday, and they will be divided into two teams, one team wants to infiltrate the city, and the other team is lurking outside the city, ready to meet Mr. Peng at any time."

As one of the few generals in Hanzhong, Yang Ang knows far more inside stories than Han Bin, although he is not optimistic about Peng Yi's operation... But he was still very concerned about Peng Yi's safety, and even sent his own personal soldiers... Secretly guarding Peng Yiquan.

……

Shedu.

Strictly speaking, Shedu did not belong to the six western counties occupied by Cao's army, but to the small towns under Yu County.

It's just that in order to facilitate the soldiers to take Fangling, and at the same time compress the battle line with Wenpin, after the sum of several Cao generals in Ma Ren... Take it lightly.

Shedu was originally a small city, and after the 8,000 Cao troops were stationed, the small city seemed more and more crowded... In order to vacate the military barracks, many people in the city were even driven out during this snowstorm.

As a result, there was a lot of blood in the city.

On this day, Ma Ren, as usual, led several county lieutenants and military marquis to gather together to discuss the capture of Fangling.

But... With the arrival of Peng Yi, the wind direction of the capital city... It seems that there are slight changes that are beginning to appear.

"Newspaper... Captain, a messenger from Fangling has come from outside the city to meet the general! ”

At the door, a soldier in armor pushed the door open and walked in, bowing his head and saying.

"Oh! Fang Ling from? ”

Hearing the words of the soldier, the corners of Ma Ren's mouth became a little more curved, and he stroked the knife mark on the left side of his face, and a little cruel light flashed in his eyes.

"It turned out to be from Fang Ling! At this time, Han Bin and Yang Ang don't think that we can still make peace...? ”

"In my opinion, just beat the man away, see... It's just a waste of time I'm waiting, I'm waiting for this moment... It is still necessary to focus more on Wenpin and Fangling City, who are stationed in Yangyang. ”

A series of disdainful voices, this group of Cao Clan's proud soldiers, after experiencing successive defeats... For Han Bin, Yang Ang and others stationed in Fangling, they still didn't pay attention to it.

Hanzhong Zhang... At best, it is just a small force that lives in a small area, if it weren't for Wen Ping sharpening his sword in Zhuyang, they would have raised troops to capture the land of Fangling.