Looking at the man in front of him, Li Qing's eyes were full of nostalgia, but he didn't expect that Zhang Tunchang, who was in the old woodcutter's mouth, was actually a descendant of Zhang Hu, and he was Zhang Hu's seventh grandson, Zhang He.

Zhang He, the word Bodao, thirty years old, the ancestor Zhang Hu did not go to the Western Regions with Fusu, but continued to stay in Yanmen Pass, garrisoned Yanmen, and settled in Yanmen, got married and had children.

After the establishment of the Western Han Dynasty, Zhang's family changed, offended the magnates at the time, and had to change the surname Nie, two generations later, before changing the surname Zhang, but at this time, Zhang's family has long been in decline, Zhang He's father in order to keep the last bit of the Zhang family's ancestral business, was killed in the battle with the Xianbei people, Zhang He inherited his father's will, but struggled for half a life, and only got the position of a tun chief.

In the Han Dynasty, a tun of soldiers was thirty people, that is to say, Zhang He at this time was only a soldier who commanded thirty soldiers, and Zhang He's tun was stationed in an outpost beacon outside Yanmen Pass, which was a place with great casualties.

Zhang He also looked at Li Qing in shock, he returned to the house and took out a portrait, the man in the portrait was really exactly the same as Li Qing.

The man in the painting is holding a jade staff in one hand and a sword in the other, followed by a strong man leading a horse, the strong man is Zhang Hu, the ancestor of the Zhang family, and the man is Li Qing.

"How is that possible...... How could there be two people so alike. ”

Zhang He looked at Li Qing in a daze, his eyes were full of surprise, this painting is said to be the ancestor because of the nostalgia of a benefactor, specially asked the most famous painter at that time to draw the ancestor to the engong to lead the horse, Zhang's most depressed time did not lose the scroll, but now Zhang He actually found that the person in the painting actually appeared in front of him, how not to make Zhang He suspicious.

Li Qing looked at Zhang Hu in the painting, his eyes gradually moistened, at that time, Li Qing left Zhang Hu in Yanmen, he wanted to wait for the end of the war, and then return to Yaoshan with Zhang Hu, but what he didn't expect was that Daxue Mountain and his party actually let themselves sleep for hundreds of years, fortunately, there was no habit of cremation in ancient times, otherwise Li Qing suspected that he would be burned alive.

Li Qing naturally couldn't tell Zhang He that he was the person in the picture scroll, and he had lived for hundreds of years, in that case, let's not say whether Zhang He believed it or not, once it was spread, Li Qing felt that he would definitely be torn apart by those who wanted to live forever.

Li Qing's explanation is that he is a descendant of the person in the painting, and the person in the painting is his ancestor.

Zhang He sighed: "Like, really like, Brother Li, the ancestors of our two clans are masters and servants, you and I met today, and it is also fate, you will live in my house." ”

Li Qing happened to have a lot of things to ask Zhang He, so naturally he would not refuse Zhang He's invitation, and introduced Tian Wu to Zhang He, telling Zhang He that Tian Wu wanted to enlist in the army and become a soldier in Bingzhou.

Zhang He went home this time, one is to take a look at his son, and the other is to find a lieutenant to supplement the soldiers and horses, his soldiers stationed in the beacon tower are short of people all year round, and there should be thirty people in the tun, but now there are only twenty-one people left, but because the location of the beacon tower is too dangerous, other soldiers heard that they were going to guard the outpost beacon, and they all found excuses to resign, and in desperation, the captain could only allocate ten pairs of iron armor to Zhang He, so that Zhang He could recruit troops by himself, of course, these soldiers have no military salary.

Zhang He was struggling with recruiting soldiers, and since Tian Wu was willing to follow him, Zhang He was naturally very happy.

In the evening, Li Qing saw Zhang He's son, Zhang Liao, that's right, it was Zhang Liao, one of the five sons of Cao Wei in the later generations, Li Qing originally thought that it was just the same name and surname, but when he learned that Zhang He was going to give Zhang Liao a Wenyuan word, Li Qing knew that the ten-year-old child in front of him was Zhang Liao, Zhang Wenyuan, who would be powerful in Jiangdong in the future.

Zhang He saw that Li Qing had been looking at Zhang Liao, and couldn't help laughing: "My child, I have no mother since I was a child, and I am stationed at the outpost all the year round, so I live with Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang is the chef of the Huotou Army, although he can take care of my son, but he can't teach my son, so I'm going to find a gentleman for him to learn calligraphy, I think Brother Li is extraordinary, I don't know if you are willing to enlighten my son?" ”

Li Qing looked at Xiao Zhang Liao with a stubborn face, who would have thought that this child would be able to enter the martial arts temple in the future and become a famous general in history.

Hearing that Zhang He wanted to enlighten Zhang Liao, Li Qing shook his head and said, "I still have things to do, and I am going to go around the world, I'm afraid I don't have time to teach him." ”

Li Qing is not a prevarication, he really needs to have a good understanding of the current world, Li Qing has made a plan, ready to go to Langya to worship Huang Meng and those soldiers who died in Beifeng Mountain, and then go to find the old people, for example, Meng Ying, and Zhong Liyi, Li Qing wants to know what happened to them after he fell asleep.

When Zhang He heard this, his face showed a look of loss, he still had to return to the outpost in a month, and Uncle Wang, who had been taking care of Zhang Liao, was old and could die at any time, Zhang He was very worried that Zhang Liao had no one to take care of, Li Qing and the Zhang family had some origins, if Li Qing could take care of Zhang Liao for himself, then Zhang He could also return to the outpost with peace of mind.

"I don't want him to be my husband, I want to be a general like my father, go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, so I don't want to learn how to write."

Xiao Zhang Liao did not appreciate Zhang He's arrangement, Zhang Liao, who had lived in the army with Uncle Wang since he was a child, was very eager to be like his father, wearing battle armor and going into battle to kill the enemy.

When Li Qing heard this, he shook his head, put his hand on Xiao Zhang Liao's head and said: "No matter how good a person's martial arts are, after all, he is ten enemies or a hundred enemies. ”

Xiao Zhang Liao broke Li Qing's hand on his head, raised his neck and said, "How do you know that I won't?" Even if I don't do it now, when I grow up, I will. ”

"Hahahaha."

Looking at Xiao Zhang Liao, who was full of unconvinced face, Li Qing suddenly thought of Zhang Hu, and his heart suddenly softened, and said: "People, if you don't learn, you will never grow, no matter what, although I want to find some answers, but I am not in a hurry, I will teach you for a while, as for what you can learn, it depends on your understanding." ”

Li Qing is ready to teach his art of war to Xiao Zhang Liao, you must know that in the Qin Dynasty, Li Qing not only studied the art of war of Wei Yu, but also studied the art of war of Bai Qi and the art of war of Meng Tian, although Li Qing has not been able to integrate these art of war, but it is more than enough to teach a child.

When Zhang He heard that Li Qing was willing to be a teacher for little Zhang Liao, an excited smile suddenly appeared on his face, in fact, he didn't think that Li Qing could teach Zhang Liao any real skills, but as long as he could teach Zhang Liao to learn words, it would be enough for Zhang He.