The next morning, when Zhang Hao opened his eyes, he saw that the house was in a mess, and everyone was lying on the ground.

Zhang Hao smiled bitterly and shook his head, the troubled times are coming, and it will soon be time for the war to continue, I don't know if these people will have the opportunity to drink like this time in the future.

I don't know how many of my people can survive this troubled world safely, shook his head, threw out his bad thoughts, and walked out.

tidied up his clothes, moved a little and ran, this is what Zhang Hao can't shake every day, and it is also the foundation of settling down in this troubled world.

Running from the village to the barracks, in the open space in front of the barracks, he trained with equipment for a while, took out his spear and cold electricity, did the basic chopping and stabbing and other actions a hundred times, and danced the Hundred Birds and Phoenix Marksmanship several times.

After this set, the sky was already bright, and he walked back to the village along the path, and between the fields and the wasteland, he saw a figure, and Zhang Hao walked over curiously.

When he got closer, Zhang Hao saw that it was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, who was seriously cleaning up the wasteland.

"Little brother, isn't it a holiday, why are you still coming to work?" Zhang Hao asked curiously.

"Huh?" The boy exclaimed, he was too involved in his work, and he didn't notice anyone coming, and suddenly someone spoke and startled him.

"Huh? Brother, are you new here? Why haven't I seen you? The young man asked after seeing Zhang Hao.

"Ah, maybe it's because I don't usually like to be lively, so I don't make do with people." Zhang Hao did not tell him his identity.

On the tenant's side, Zhang Hao rarely shows up, it should be said that he has never shown up here at all, and most of the things here are handled by Gongsun Du.

"Oh, no wonder, I don't know all the people here, but I don't have any impression of you." As the boy spoke, he went back to work.

"Are you here to work too?" The young man didn't look at Zhang Hao again, and asked while working.

"yes, I can't be idle." Zhang Hao was stunned for a moment, then bent down, tidied up the wasteland, and chatted while doing it.

"Don't you take a break when you're on vacation?" Zhang Hao asked.

"There's nothing to do to rest, it's just a little more sleep, originally in our Spark Village, the adults didn't squeeze us, and we are usually not very tired, and we don't need to rest." The boy said lightly.

"And the adults are very good to us, if we leave, we may never find such a good place in the world." The boy straightened his waist and continued.

Zhang Hao straightened his waist and stared into the distance, the people at the bottom of this era are so easy to satisfy.

"Why didn't you go home and take a look?" Zhang Hao asked.

"There's no home." The young man stopped what he was doing, and his face was lonely.

Sighing, he continued: "Originally, my family was in a village near here, and last year Goguryeo came to loot, and my parents were slaughtered. ”

"I'm sorry to bring up your sadness." Zhang Hao said sincerely.

"It's okay, it's been so long, and we're doing well now, aren't we?" The boy squeezed out a smile and said.

"Are you content with that?" Zhang Hao muttered in a low voice.

"Don't say that, if it weren't for the adults, maybe I would have starved to death, I was well fed here, warmly dressed, and the adults still paid so much wages, and what was there to be dissatisfied." The young man stared at Zhang Hao tightly and said.

Zhang Hao looked at the young man with a relieved face, if everyone could live this kind of life, who would rebel.

"Yes, contentment." Zhang Hao snorted, otherwise it is estimated that this kid will think that he is plotting wrong.

"By the way, brother, after talking for so long, I still don't know your name?" Zhang Hao hurriedly changed the topic.

"Ah, my name is Wang Yang, and I offer good luck." The boy said.

"Brother Xianji, I don't know what you think of us adults." Zhang Hao asked curiously.

"Your Excellency...... I've seen it too, but Gongsun is good to us, and my lord is definitely not bad. Wang Yang thought for a while and said.

"Have you seen us?" Wang Yang turned back to ask Zhang Hao again.

"Me? I guess I've never seen it before. Zhang Hao said curtly.

I really haven't seen myself, at least I haven't met face-to-face.

"What's the matter?" Wang Yang asked with a puzzled expression.

"Haha, don't mention it, don't mention it, have you read a book?" Zhang Hao asked with a smile.

"When I was young, my family was quite wealthy, I studied in Mongolia, and then I didn't go back because my family couldn't get the money, but I occasionally read some books." Wang Yang said.

"Then do you want to have another chance to study and get ahead in the future?" Zhang Hao asked him with a smile.

"Of course I do, no, who are you? I'll tell you, I won't betray your lords. Wang Yang suddenly looked at Zhang Hao angrily.

"Haha, don't be impatient, don't be nervous, I won't let you betray." Zhang Hao laughed.

"And what do you mean?"

"Give you a chance, when Gongsun comes back, you go to him, and follow him in the future, as for how much you can learn, it depends on your own creation."

"Who the hell are you?" Wang Yang was a little blindsided.

"Little brother, it's up to you whether you can seize the opportunity or not, it's up to you whether you will be unknown or soar into the sky in the future, tell Lord Gongsun that the person who asked you to find him is called Zhang Hao." Zhang Hao said, turned around and left.

Zhang ...... Vast? Wang Yang was stunned for a moment.

"Is it an adult? Who just chatted with an adult? ”

"My lord, thank you, my lord's great kindness, Yang will never forget." By the time he came to his senses, Zhang Hao had already walked far away, and he bowed to Zhang Hao's back and shouted loudly.

Zhang Hao heard Wang Yang's voice and a smile appeared on his face.

From the end of the Han Dynasty to the end of the Three Kingdoms, for more than a hundred years, heroes emerged in an endless stream, but there were few noble sons from poor families, and it was completely a group of big families attacking each other.

To put it bluntly, the so-called melee of the princes is just these big families fighting for power and profit.

Needless to say, the princes don't need to say much, the Yuan family of the fourth and third dukes, Cao Cao, the son of Taiwei, Liu Bei, the clan of the Han family, maybe Sun Jian is from a poor family.

Although Sun Jian fought all his life, took the lead, and relied on the foundation of nine deaths and one life hanging by a thread, many people have forgotten the name of the descendants of Sun Wu, the saint of his soldiers.

The capable people and famous generals under the hands of the various princes are basically all from wealthy families, it is not that there are no capable people among the people, but no one gives them a stage, Zhang Hao does not mind, and builds a platform for the poor.

Zhang Hao didn't know how much of a surprise an unintentional move would bring him in the future.