Seeing that he was happy with such a demeanor and words, Zhang Shun's heart was confused at the same time, but also faintly had some suspicions, and when he thought of that possibility, he couldn't stop trembling because of excitement. Zhang Shunzhi took a deep breath, suppressed the disordered heartbeat and breathing, and asked a little dryly: "My lord, I don't know what your words mean?" ”

I was glad to see Zhang Shunyi's face expectant, and his eyes were jumping with hope and excitement, and he couldn't help but smile dumbly: "Shunzhi, do you remember what I said more than three years ago?" ”

"My lord once said that I would form a beggar gang to accommodate all the beggars in the world and help more people who are suffering!" Zhang Shunzhi was a little excited, paused, and said a little sadly: "Now there are nearly 10,000 disciples of the Beggar Gang, and the tentacles are almost all over the entire Qi country, and there are countless poor people who are helped by the Beggar Gang, but there are still hundreds of people in the world who are struggling, even if the Beggar Gang gives them money and temporarily helps them to help them with their predicament, but after all, they cannot fundamentally change their fate!" ”

"You're right!" nodded happily, and then looked at Zhang Shunzhi seriously: "Now the opportunity has come." ”

"Is that what the adults are talking about......" Zhang Shunzhi's pupils contracted suddenly, and he asked hesitantly.

"Yes!" nodded happily and solemnly, then got up, walked to the window, looked at the starry sky, and his voice was a little ethereal and heavy, "Since the Yellow Turban Uprising, the world has been in turmoil, and the war in the Central Plains has almost never stopped for hundreds of years. Even though the Sima clan ended the chaotic war of the Three Kingdoms and established a new order in the end, the despicable, greedy, and selfish character of the Sima clan and the struggle for power between the clan lords still caused the war to ignite the war again in the Central Plains, which had just calmed down. ”

"The Rebellion of the Eight Kings led to the decline of the Han family, so that the northern Hu barbarians had an opportunity to take advantage of it, so that the Han nation was reduced to the lowest nation, and was enslaved and destroyed by foreign races from time to time, how many compatriots wailed and suffered under the iron hooves of the barbarians, and the arrogant and intelligent Han nation fell apart and went away."

"The anger in my heart lingers at the thought of the treasures passed down by my ancestors to be desecrated by aliens and abandoned by incompetent descendants. Although my Gao clan is a Han Chinese, but living in six towns for a long time and living together with the Hu people has long made the ancestor forget his true belonging, so even if he established the powerful Qi State, the Han nation is still under the oppression of foreign races. ”

"Three years ago, I made a grand wish, for the rest of my life, I must end the war in the world, let the Kyushu artifact return to the hands of the Han nation, recast the glory of the ancestors, and let the alien race always submit to our feet. After three years of hard work and patience, the opportunity finally came. This time Yuwen Yong is coming, Gao Wei will be defeated, it is a good time for me to wait for a long time! ”

After speaking, Happy suddenly burst out of the monstrous momentum of the giant Lang, which did not contain a trace of murderous momentum, although it gave Zhang Shunzhi great pressure, but there was no fear, some were just admired and admired by his pride in looking down on the world, and wanted to bow and worship.

"My lord, my subordinates have been fully prepared. As long as you give an order, no matter the sword and the sea of fire, you will never refuse! Zhang Shunzhi knelt on the ground with a "poof" and said sonorously.

"Shunzhi, I understand your thoughts, get up!" Happily turned around, looked at Zhang Shunzhi seriously, and said solemnly while helping him up: "I said a long time ago, you are not only my happy subordinate, but also my friend, my brother, you were before, you are, and you will still be in the future!" ”

Zhang Shunzhi was shocked, his heart was stirred, his eyes couldn't help but be a little red, and he couldn't say a word except for nodding vigorously. A woman is a person who pleases herself, and a person who is a confidant dies. There is a word of joy, even if he dies immediately, he is willing.

Xing Xing patted Zhang Shunzhi on the shoulder vigorously, then returned to his seat, and asked in a harmonious voice, "Shunzhi, is there any news about the person I asked you to find?" ”

"I found it, but my subordinates asked him not to move. In the end, Brother Xiao lost his patience and directly tied up Master Zhang's family, and he would almost be able to arrive in Shuozhou tomorrow afternoon. Zhang Shunzhi cleaned up his mood and replied seriously.

"Huh!" Happy chuckled happily, and said with a satisfied face: "Xiao Ling really never let me down, good, good!" As long as Zhang Yanjun is in Shuozhou, I can take a break to meet Yu Wenyong and see how much he has ability. ”

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"Let go of me, you rude fellow! Let go of me, you simple-minded reckless, despicable and shameless! A handsome-looking middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing looked at Xiao Ling in front of him with an angry face, roaring loudly while struggling hard, but he used all his strength, but he still couldn't break free from Xiao Ling's restraints.

Xiao Ling didn't say a word, just had a cold face, and directly ignored the middle-aged man's angry scolding.

The middle-aged man scolded for a while, Xiao Ling's face did not change in the slightest, but he himself was tired and panting like a cow. Glaring at Xiao Ling again, who was cold and as emotionless as an ice cube, the middle-aged man felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.

"Lord Thorn Shi has arrived-" At this moment, a long voice came, and the middle-aged man and Xiao Ling followed the sound together, and saw a white-clothed, handsome young man walking out of the arch of the backyard, with a noble and chic bearing, who else would be happy.

"I'm glad to have seen Master Zhang Yanjun Zhang!" happily walked up to the middle-aged man gracefully, the smile on his face was a little thicker, and he saluted cordially and respectfully.

"You're just happy? What exactly is the purpose of you masturbating me?! Zhang Yanjun was stunned at first, and then glared at Happy with an angry face, and shouted loudly.

"Lord Zhang is angry, although Gao's way of inviting Lord Zhang is inappropriate, please believe that I have absolutely no malicious intent. It's happy Meng Lang, and I hope that Zhang Daren Haihan! Happy Wen Yan explained, looking apologetic.

"No malice? You kidnapped my family with no malice, and you kept threatening me with your family's lives along the way? Zhang Yanjun's already annoyed mood instantly rose to the extreme, and he shouted with a dumbfounded voice.

"Master Zhang, I'm sorry, I made you feel wronged!" Looking at Zhang Yanjun happily with a guilty face, his straight waist suddenly bent forward ninety degrees, and his attitude was very sincere and modest.

Zhang Yanjun wanted to say something, but in the face of Xiao Ling's extremely indifferent eyes, the sincerity and apology on his happy face, all the words were stuck in his throat and could no longer be spoken.

"Master Gao, tell me why you brought me to Shuozhou!" Zhang Yanjun's tone was still a little stiff, obviously there was still a mustard in his heart.

Happy eyes looked at Zhang Yanjun directly, and only when the latter was a little unnatural did he say solemnly and very solemnly: "I want to implore Lord Zhang to serve as the Sima of Shuozhou and take charge of Shuozhou government affairs on my behalf!" ”

"What?!" Zhang Yanjun looked happy in disbelief and exclaimed. He didn't expect that the purpose of "inviting" him here was actually this. Although Zhang Yanjun once served as the Zuocheng of Xingtai in Jinzhou, he is now a worthless grass farmer. thought that he would never be able to get into officialdom again in this life, but he didn't want to be happy and sent him an invitation.

Zhang Yanjun, although he is not conspicuous, is still a rare talented doer among the thousands of officials in the Northern Qi Dynasty.

Zhang Yanjun was loyal, upright, industrious and agile, and when he was the political secretary of the central special government in Xingtai, Jinzhou, he had reserves of all military supplies, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the frontier was always peaceful, which shows that this person has extraordinary talents.

It's a pity that Zhang Yanjun's fate, like the vast majority of people in Northern Qi who have never met talents, was squeezed out by the domestic slaves led by the three nobles of Northern Qi, and finally left the officialdom angrily. Historically, it was precisely because of the loss of Zhang Yanjun that the government affairs of Jinzhou became chaotic, with no distinction between public and private, and a miasma, so that when Yuwen Yong's troops came to Jinzhou, the Qi army had almost no resistance.

"Lord Zhang, you also know that now the internal dynasty of our Daqi is chaotic, traitors are rampant, external strong enemies are watching, and the slightest carelessness will be doomed, but it is a pity that the emperor and other powerful people are still drunk and confused. Happy to be a child of the Gao royal family, how can he bear the loss of his ancestors' inheritance?! Happy said indignantly.

Zhang Yanjun's eyes flashed, but he asked without moving on his face: "I don't know what Gao Gongzi means by this, why are you looking for me to introduce grass people to do here?" ”

"Master Zhang is a smart person, since he already knows my intentions, why do you knowingly ask?" smiled happily, but his face became extremely grim, "Lord Zhang, Gao has received accurate information, Zhou Guoyu Wenyong has sent 300,000 troops to attack, and he will arrive in Jinzhou in a few days." ”

"Shhhh Of course, he knew that if Zhou sent troops to Jinju, what bad consequences would be.

"Lord Zhang, Gao plans to lead troops to resist the enemy, but the Turks in the north can't help but be on guard, looking at the world, you are the only one who can be able to take charge of the military and political affairs of a state, and I hope you will temporarily calm the anger of the thunder for the sake of millions of people in Daqi, and agree to Gao's request! Please! After saying it with pleasure and earnestness, he bowed deeply again.

Zhang Yanjun looked happy in a daze, and the words "for the sake of millions of people" kept echoing in his ears, and he was speechless for a long time.

Although the young man opposite is not yet twenty years old, he has already reached the third rank, not only the founding county prince, but also the son of the king of Sui, but he has whispered to himself several times, with a respectful attitude and sincere words, even if he is suspected of putting on a show, he can't help but be moved.

"Master Zhang, if you are still angry in your heart, then blame me!" Xiao Ling opened his mouth at this time, he looked at Zhang Yanjun with a serious face, his straight body suddenly fell like a jade pillar pushing the golden mountain, and he fell to the ground with a "poof".

"Xiao Ling, what's the matter, get up quickly!" Xiao Ling's actions shocked Gao Xing's heart, and as he spoke, he was about to step forward to help Xiao Ling.

You must know that the proud Xiao Ling has only knelt down three times so far, one is the dead master, the other is happy, and the last one is the current Zhang Yanjun. Of course, he also knew that the reason why Xiao Ling was like this was not only for him to be happy, but also for the people who were suffering in the whole of Northern Qi. Although he is silent and arrogant, the kindness in his heart has never been extinguished.