(Thanks to Dameng, Chubby, Boiling Center, Book Friends 151219195153563, Drifting with the Crowd and being disheartened)

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On a new day, the whole barracks was filled with a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere, and along the way, as far as the eye could see, whether it was Hanhu, whether it was Zhengfu, and even the women in the camp were so happy that they were grinning and counting their new cattle and sheep. Many of the shepherds who followed www.biquge.info the road were originally only a horse and a few sheep, which would have been a herd of cattle and sheep.

The dividends of war are always a shortcut to getting rich, which is why nomads like to raid.

Zhang Fang didn't have much emotion, only satisfaction with his participation in this war, although he did not leave his name in the official documents, he knew that whether it was the Western Expeditionary Army or the Huns, they would remember him.

"Young master, are we going to return to Wulei City with the capital guards?"

Hearing the question of Deng Zhan, who was accompanying him behind him, Zhang Fang smiled, knowing that this loyal guard was reminding himself secretly.

"It depends, it's slower to move with the big army, and we'll go faster on our own...... However, we will have to wait until we have taken care of some things. Zhang Fang replied as he walked, and from time to time there were Hu people around him saluting or greeting Zhang Fang. Among these people, there are both nobles and ordinary herdsmen. And Zhang Fang also responded with a smile, no matter how high or low, his smile was the same.

In the past six months, Zhang Fang has been familiar with the kings and generals of the fifteen countries who participated in the war, and they have established good relations. Even the unpleasant things like King Yanqi that had been unpleasant were slowly resolved. No matter how jealous King Yanqi is of him in his heart, at least on the surface, everyone is harmonious, and that is enough.

It can be said that as long as Zhang Fang walks on the line of the North Tianshan Road, or his subordinates do business on this line, as long as his name is displayed, no one dares not to sell his face along the way. This is also an important reason why Deng Zhan dared not to move with the army and return on his own.

On the grassland, whether it is a noble person or an ordinary herdsman, the most important friendship is to gallop on the battlefield together, drink and sing together. Even in later generations, if they have carried guns together, the relationship is the most iron.

This is one of the biggest gains of Zhang Fang's participation in the Western Expedition this time, in addition to getting Zhizhicheng - extensive contacts.

With these two things, this adventure is worth it.

Just as he was greeting, he saw Qing Yan, dressed as a tomboy, running over from afar with a black lacquered wooden box on his back, and bowed to Zhang Fang: "Childe, Qing Yan is here." ”

Zhang Fang nodded and motioned for her to follow, so Qingyan happily joined the team.

Han Jun looked at her strangely: "Why are you here?" ”

Qingyan nodded to him: "Of course the son called me here." ”

Qing Yan's salute made Han Jun a little confused: "You, what are you doing?" ”

Qingyan smiled with a grin: "You are a public passenger, of course the folk girl does not dare to be rude." ”

Deng Zhan and the others let out a burst of good-natured laughter.

Han Jun also had a smug look on his face. That's right, he's now the eighth rank of the Commoner, which is the highest rank allowed for a commoner knighthood. Unless they are squeezed into the scholarly class, no matter how many lords there are, they must also be assigned to relatives. This was a reward for Han Jun's shooting wound to Zhizhi, in addition to this, he also received a group of cattle, sheep and horses, and a reward of Jinbogu wine. At present, Han Jun is not only above all the subordinates, but also has the first net worth.

Zhang Fang asked Han Jun last night if he wanted to set up his own door and be a small landlord in Sanshui or Maling or Chang'an after returning to China. Han Jun refused without thinking about it, even if he didn't go through a journey of thousands of miles and broaden his horizons, he also understood one thing, just like a civilian like him, if he had no backer, this little money was not enough to suck and squeeze. Only by following Childe can the wealth in hand be preserved, or even more. Even Han Zhong understands this truth, let alone Han Jun.

When it comes to Han Jun's good luck, everyone naturally complains about Gongzi. Han Jun, who shot and injured Zhizhi, can have such a reward, but the son of Zhizhi with a blade only gets a box of property, which is too embarrassing.

"That Du Xun, carrying the head of Zhizhi ran all over the city, but everyone thought that he killed Zhizhi, and it was too ......" Han Chong was very upset with his son.

Tao Sheng also shook out a piece of news that he inquired about from nowhere: "I heard that where is the roster of Gongcao, it is recorded that Du Xun beheaded the Zhi branch." ”

At this moment, the servants all fried the pot, and the crowd was angry.

Zhang Fang kept smiling and silent, some things, even if they were said, it would be difficult for his subordinates to understand, maybe they would slowly understand when they returned to Chang'an, and they would slowly understand.

Gradually, the anger and denounce the weakness continued, not because Zhang Fang stopped, but because their eyes were all looking in one direction.

There were several Han troops in front, and the officer led by him strode forward, raised his arms flat, and bowed deeply to Zhang Fang: "Du Xun see Gongzi." ”

Zhang Fangchang smiled and took a few steps forward and held Du Xun's arm: "Old Du, congratulations, you have a lot of rewards, right?" ”

Du Xun was full of shame: "Son, don't ridicule me......"

Zhang Fang shook his head, stared at Du Xun's eyes, and said seriously: "You are wrong, I have no intention of being sarcastic, this is what you deserve." Waving his hand to stop Du Xun from speaking, he continued, "Ask yourself, if it weren't for my identity at that time, Lao Du would have given away this great credit?" ”

Zhang Fang said this with reason, under the circumstances, without Zhang Fang, Du Xun could also kill Zhizhi. But on the other hand, if there is no Du Xun, it is difficult to say whether Zhang Fang can break through smoothly, enter the inner palace, and face to face with Zhizhi. In other words, Zhang Fang's ability to successfully kill Zhizhi was caused by Du Xun's willingness. In this sense, Du Xun accounts for half of the credit, and it is not an exaggeration.

Du Xun's rough face, except for excitement, trembling lips couldn't say half a sentence - not only because of the work, but more importantly, because of understanding! He is a high-ranking marquis, and he can understand him in such a nuanced way...... No wonder there is an old saying that "a man dies for his confidant", and he feels this way now.

Zhang Fang glanced at the negative feather behind Du Xun and said with a smile: "It's still a fake Cheng, the promotion order hasn't been issued yet?" ”

Du Xun smiled, and couldn't hide his joy in shame: "I said that I want to report to the Great Sima Department......

Zhang Fang understood, and smiled sincerely: "Congratulations." Lao Du, maybe you and I can work together in Chang'an in the future. ”

Du Xun was deeply surprised: "If you are lucky, Du Xun will serve the son of a dog and a horse." ”

The Protectorate of the Western Regions has the right to directly appoint officials below 600 stone and put them in the army, that is, officers and clerks below the military marquis, and if the position reaches the military marquis or above, they must be reported to the Grand Sima Office and appointed by the imperial court. In other words, Du Xun can at least be a military marquis. Thinking about half a year ago, he was only a small team leader, and he had worked in this low-level officer position for at least seven or eight years, and basically never moved. And in an expeditionary battle, he jumped four or five levels, jumped to become a middle-level officer, and also made friends with Zhang Fang, the future Marquis of Fuping...... Teach him how not to be emotional?

After Du Xun said goodbye, the servants were all rarely silent, and they all heard the sound of the young master's words. They are all participants in this war, and they know that what the young master said is the truth, and Du Xun's exploits are well deserved.

In silence, he unconsciously came to a heavily guarded wooden fence in the northwest corner of the barracks.

Deng Zhan sighed lightly, isn't this the threshold for prisoners?

"Recognized?" Zhang Fang looked back and smiled, "Let's go, go see my prisoners of war." (To be continued.) )