Approaching the barracks gate, the two carriages slowed down, and when they were about twenty paces away from the gate, one of the four soldiers guarding the barracks gate raised his hand to signal the carriage to stop. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zheng Xing asked the coachman to stop the carriage, then jumped out of the carriage, walked quickly to the soldier, took out the official letter from his bosom and handed it to the other party, indicating his intention.

The soldier read the official letter, looked at the vehicle again, and then ordered one of his subordinates to enter the palace to report the news, while Zheng Jili and the others stayed in the open space outside the camp gate and waited for a response.

"We have an official letter from the Ministry of War, why don't you let us in?" After waiting for a while, seeing that no one had come out to greet him, Tan Xiaotian asked a little strangely.

"The rules in the army are very strict, the so-called military law is like a mountain, soldiers only accept the instructions of their immediate superiors, and the official letter of the military department only says that we are here to see General Zhao, not to let the military unconditionally cooperate with our actions, so it is normal for the soldiers guarding the camp gate not to let us in before getting instructions from their superiors, otherwise even if there is an official letter in hand, dozens of military sticks are inevitable." Zheng Jili was also afraid that the child would be curious, and after entering the barracks, he would run around and get into trouble, so he deliberately said that the matter was very serious.

"Ah.....," Tan Xiaotian was really frightened - dozens of sticks were beaten on his buttocks, even if there was a lot of meat there, I am afraid that the skin would be open, and he could only sleep on his stomach for two or three months, right?

"Hehe, don't be afraid, the barracks just have more rules and stricter, but it's not a Longtan tiger's den, as long as you abide by the rules after entering, don't walk around, look randomly, ask questions, don't get into trouble, no matter how strict the rules are, they won't fall on you." Seeing that his warning worked, Zheng Jili smiled and comforted.

After waiting for about half a pillar of incense at the gate, someone came out of the barracks, and the first person was wearing rhinoceros leather soft armor, high-waisted combat boots with a tiger head, and an iron helmet on his head, with a cluster of red tassels on the helmet erected high, his eyes were blazing, his face was dark, he walked with a dragon and a tiger, and his shoulders were big and his waist was round, and he knew at a glance that he was a brave and warlike young general.

The young general came to the gate of the barracks, swept his eyes, and saw the two carriages in the open space and a few people standing under the cars, so he walked straight over, clasped his fists and saluted, "In Xia Zhao Mengtu, are you looking for me?" The sound was loud and loud, and it shook people's eardrums.

"Hehe, hello General Zhao, old man Zheng Jili, this visit to the general, on the one hand, is to send some food and wine ****, on the other hand, I want to ask General Zhao for help in a little personal matter." From the other party's behavior and conversation, it can be seen that this young general is a typical military character, speaking and acting straightforwardly, vigorously and resolutely, so Zheng Jili did not beat around the bush and be polite, but went straight to the point and directly explained his intentions.

"Oh, I don't know what's going on?" Zhao Mengtu asked - he had no intersection with the other party before, although the other party came for two purposes, but the former one is definitely false, and the latter is real, if the second thing can not be done by himself, then the heart of receiving a car of **** materials is not so down-to-earth, although with the other party's net worth and financial resources, this car of materials is insignificant at all.

"Hehe, it's a very small thing, every day, and General Zhao will see you." Zheng Jili beckoned Tan Xiaotian to say hello to Zhao Mengtu.

"Hello General Zhao, Tan Xiaotian has saluted you." Tan Xiaotian took two steps forward, raised his hands above his head, and respectfully bowed to Zhao Mengtu at 90 degrees.

"Hello, Tan Xiaotian......, every day ......, oh ......, aren't you the little prodigy who won Qiyun by playing chess in the suburbs that day?" Zhao Mengtu only nodded slightly at first, but when his eyes swept over the other side, he suddenly felt that this child seemed familiar, and after frowning slightly, he remembered the child who had left a deep impression on him, and a little smile suddenly appeared on his dark face.

Yes, it seems that Zhao Mengtu has a good impression of Tan Xiaotian, and the success rate of today's matter can be added by a few points-Zheng Jili breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, what he was most afraid of was that there were too many subjective elements of the information he had obtained before, in case the situation was not known to him, it was nothing if the apprenticeship was not successful, but it would be a little ugly on this face.

"Yes, it's me, General Zhao, you still remember me." When they met again more than a month later, Tan Xiaotian was also very happy, speaking of which, Zhao Mengtu was one of the first few people he met after coming to the capital, and there must be cordiality.

"Haha, of course I remember, as soon as you learned chess, you little prodigy didn't dare to fight that girl in Qiyun, so that the little girl was honest for more than half a month, and she didn't dare to meet when she visited the door, and she hid when she saw me, I don't know how fun it is." Zhao Mengtu laughed - he was pursuing Zhang Mengyun, and when he was free, he ran to the Prime Minister's Mansion and wanted to spend more time with Zhang Mengyun, but Zhang Qiyun likes to be clingy, and has the best relationship with Zhang Mengyun at home, and he always likes to follow Zhang Mengyun like a little tail when he has nothing to do, which makes Zhao Mengtu, who wants to say some sweet and intimate words to Zhang Mengyun, very helpless, and Tan Xiaotian won Zhang Qiyun and made the little girl feel very embarrassed, so Zhao Mengtu took advantage of the situation, and took the initiative to mention this matter when he went to the Prime Minister's Mansion again, making the little girl angry. The little girl was angry but she couldn't deny it, so she could only take the method of not being able to provoke and hide, and quickly slipped away when she knew that he was coming, so that the two of them had room to talk about love, so in total, Tan Xiaotian also helped him a lot.

"Really? Hehe, that little crazy girl, she should suffer a little. The child loves and hates clearly, remembering that day when he went to the Prime Minister's Mansion and was beaten for no reason, Tan Xiaotian felt happy in his heart.

"Haha, you can just say this here, don't spread it, otherwise it will reach the ears of that girl, and it will come to your house to ask the teacher." It's normal for children to fight back and forth, the first day it is like a hot kiln, and the next day they may play together like brothers, Zhao Mengtu is a rough character, he will not rest assured about this kind of thing, and joked with a smile.

"Uh....., huh? ......, then I'm not afraid, she can't beat me anyway. Tan Xiaotian believed it and felt that with Zhang Qiyun's barbaric style, he might not be able to do such a thing, but at the same time he was worried and remembered that he had only suffered a small loss in that fight, and the other party did not take much advantage, so he became angry again.

"Every day, don't talk nonsense." Although I don't know the dispute between the two children, but it is the daughter of the prime minister's house, and it must not be easily offended, you must know that many major things are bad in the insignificant details, and the unhappiness between children will become a knot between adults, so Zheng Jili hurriedly interjected and interrupted. (To be continued.) )