Zhang Jun walked out of the main hall, and entered the armor soldiers who were waiting for the day and the horses that were hunting in the wind and the Feiyan banner, which was already a scene of preparation. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He was uneasy in his heart, he didn't know what his uncle's sudden departure meant, and he didn't know what his uncle Zhang Mao would do with him. But when he thought of the scene where the man was inferior to the beast, his heart became open again. Han'er killed Hu people, well killed!

Under the guidance of the eunuch, Zhang Jun came to the back of the palace and saw a figure standing in the cold wind, swaying but firm. When I looked at it, it was Zhang Mao, who was waiting for him······

Zhang Jun hurriedly stepped forward, knelt down on one knee and said: "General Fujun, Wuwei Taishou, and Hou Jun of Bacheng, I am ordered to come and pay homage to the general!" ”

After waiting for a while, there was no sound in front of him, Zhang Jun raised his head slightly with courage, only to see that his uncle was still looking at the land of Liangzhou, which had long been shrouded in darkness in the distance, and found that the corner of Zhang Mao's eyes swept over, and he hurriedly lowered his head again.

"Alas······"

Zhang Mao let out a long sigh. He lifted the fox fur around his neck, blocked the cold autumn mood out, and did not let Zhang Jun flatten, but turned around and paced away in the darker, until he disappeared, and a hoarse and low voice came: "Evil barrier, don't come yet!" ”

Zhang Jun was overjoyed, and hurriedly got up and followed.

Liangzhou Mu Zhang Mao took Zhang Jun to a quiet room on the right side of Lingjun Terrace.

The so-called ashram room actually refers to the monastic house or the practice room of hermits and laymen.

Since the renovation of Lingjun Terrace, this quiet room is the place where the tablets of the ancestors of the Zhang family are placed, and it is also the place where the relics of Zhang Wei's clothes are stored.

It is also a place where Zhang Mao often stays alone.

The quiet room is the first in the word "quiet". There is no disturbance in the world, as if it is a small world of its own. Since the succession to the throne, whenever he is depressed, Zhang Mao will always come here, kneel in front of the tablets of the ancestors and brothers, put on a stick of incense, and stay quietly for a while.

"This ashram is actually built specifically for your father...... Zhang Mao suddenly turned back to Zhang Jun and said, "Look, all the items here are used by your father back then...... My brother's voice is like that, and sometimes I see ······ in my dreams."

Zhang Jun's eyes were gloomy, and there was a faint pain in his heart, he understood that this was the original body and memory that were hurting······ He nodded slightly and said, "My nephew knows......"

"The murderer who attacked you this time, do you have eyebrows?"

Zhang Mao walked to the incense case, respectfully burned the incense, and turned his back to Zhang Jundao.

"No, they came suddenly, they went to Lisuo, and they left nothing but a corpse."

"Oh······ Don't rush, take your time, they won't be able to hide for long······" Zhang Mao didn't seem surprised, but Zhang Jun frowned suspiciously, and his comfortable tone was a little abnormal!

But before he opened his mouth to ask, Zhang Mao, who had finished the incense, turned around and said to Zhang Jun seriously: "Jun'er, you kneel!" ”

Zhang Jun honestly walked over and knelt down.

Then, he listened to his uncle say slowly: "My Zhang family is a descendant of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, a direct descendant of the Shaohao family, and a descendant of Zhang Er, the king of Hanchang Mountain. Even from the Han Dynasty, there have been eighteen generations in my life. In this world, can't there be a place for my Zhang family? Da Liang is struggling to start a business, and it can't be interrupted in my hands, nor can it be destroyed in your hands. ”

Zhang Jun's heart sank and said, "My nephew understands." ”

"Understood?"

Zhang Mao shook his head and said, "You don't understand. ”

"Let me ask you, what kind of character is Liu Yao?"

"Liu Yao······" Zhang Jun thought for a moment and said, "In my nephew's opinion, Liu Yao knows about slaughter and plunder, and he has no heroic atmosphere. However, because there was no one in the Jin room, they went rampant in the sea, otherwise how could they be a clown who jumped off the beam?"

"The words of a scholar are not enough evidence."

Zhang Mao rubbed the incense case and said, "I once talked to Ma Qi, who joined the army, about Liu Yao, guess what he said?" ”

"Huh." Without waiting for Zhang Jun to answer, Zhang Mao smiled and said to himself: "Back then, I asked Ma Qi, 'Who is the same generation as Liu Yao since ancient times?' He said, 'Cao Mengde and his ilk. When I heard this, I was silent, but in my heart I was not impressed. When he saw this, he said, 'Mengde, the princes also; Liu Yao, Rong Di; The difficulty is different, and the light is too much. When I heard this, it dawned on me······

"Why?" Zhang Jun was puzzled.

"Because Liu Yao can be Fang Lu Bu and Guan Yu, and Yun Mengde is not as good as him, how can it be!"

"Smack!" Zhang Mao suddenly stood up and said angrily: "If you are conceited, you are not afraid of the heroes of the world." That Liu Yao is also born with a divine archery, and the arrow can wear an inch of iron armor, do you know? ”

Zhang Jun was not afraid, and replied: "Courage is brave, and it is also used by the husband." ”

"Liu Yao is familiar with the art of war, is good at writing and grass, and is subordinate to himself, comparing himself to Le Yi and Cao Shen."

"I hate to see each other, and I don't know which is higher or lower. Le Yi and Cao Shen can only be used as lackeys. ”

"You ······"

Zhang Mao said angrily: "In the fifth year of Yongjia, Liu Yao fell into Luoyang, captured Emperor Huai, and caused the 'Yongjia disaster'; The capture of the two emperors is unprecedented since ancient times! ”

"The two emperors of Huai and Su, incompetent, are not worth mentioning."

Zhang Jun raised his head and looked directly at Zhang Mao and said: "I have a big river in the east of Daliang, a desert in the west, a Tianshan Mountain in the south, and a grassland in the north. More than 1,000 miles of land, hundreds of thousands of people with armor, hundreds of generals, more than 10,000 riders, the foundation of this overlord. ”

Zhang Jun said excitedly: "Uncle grows up with other people's ambition and destroys his own prestige, isn't it possible to be frightened?" ”

The pins could be heard in the quiet room, Zhang Mao's face was stunned, and his anger was mixed with relief.

"Hahahaha!"

After a while, Zhang Mao stroked his beard and laughed, and after laughing, he pulled Zhang Jun up and said, "Sure enough, it is my Zhang family's thousand-mile horse, not bad, not bad!" ”

Now it was Zhang Jun's turn to be stunned, there was no way, who made his uncle's attitude change so quickly?

Then, something even more unexpected happened, only to see Zhang Mao clapping his hands, and suddenly, the door opened, and a group of military generals wearing helmets and armor walked in, and it was a few people who were still fighting loudly in the main hall.

Some of them patted Zhang Jun on the shoulder, and some simply punched him in the chest. Zhang Jun didn't dare to hide, so he could only smile in confusion.

"Uncle, this... What's going on? ”

"Hahaha!" The quiet room was no longer quiet, and the rough men burst into laughter. I saw a veteran general walk up to Zhang Jun and said, "Young General, the reason for this, let me tell you about it, can I?" ”

Zhang Mao smiled and pointed at the veteran, his face helpless.

Zhang Jun was even more shocked in his heart, because this veteran was none other than the pillar of Liangzhou-Han Pu!

He hurriedly saluted and said, "There is an old general who said, the kid can't ask for it!" ”