Seeing that these people were all dressed in military uniforms, the first was a tall and strong man with a big beard. The rest are not easy to mess with. Zhang Qingming's drowsiness suddenly ran to Java. He climbed out of his seat and walked over to meet him.

No matter where these officers and soldiers came from, he, a small county commander, did not dare to offend.

"I don't know if you're ......" Zhang Qingming bowed and saluted, while looking at the officers and soldiers, analyzing who the leader was.

"We are the Zhao Jiajun, this is our young marshal, General Zhao Wu of Zhenbei. Which of you is the prefectural commander?" The first to speak was Ah Fu, who pointed at Zhao Wu and introduced him to Zhang Qingming.

As soon as Zhang Qingming heard about it, it turned out to be Zhao Jiajun. In addition, Zhao Wu, the young general of the Zhao family's army, also came in person. It was the big Liu man in front of him. His legs went limp.

Although Zhang Qingming lives in a small county town, he still knows the magnates in the capital very well.

What's more, it is the famous Zhao Jiajun.

He knew that the Zhao family was the Jiangmen Palace. The one who is now serving as the young marshal of the Zhao family army is Zhao Wu, the second son of Zhao Wangfu.

The title of General Zhenbei was personally awarded by the emperor Yubi, which was an official position from Yipin.

Zhang Qingming is just a seven-rank county order, five or six levels worse than the first-grade general!

As the saying goes, officials crush people to death. Zhao Wu was six floors taller than him. Although he didn't speak when he entered the door, Zhang Qingming felt overwhelmed.

It is rare to see such a large official in this small county town. Zhang Qingming hurriedly knelt down like a dog's leg, "Young Marshal Zhao, the subordinate Zhang Qingming is the commander of Yamen County." I'm here to salute you!"

"Zhang Xianling doesn't have to be polite. Get up. ”

Zhang Qingming has heard Zhao Wu's name for a long time. Although he is a small county magistrate who is greedy for life and afraid of death, he was also a hot-blooded young man a few years ago.

Zhang Qingming's hometown was in the north of the country, near the Liao Dynasty, and he was often harassed by the Liao cavalry in the north.

Zhao Wu's father, Zhao Wangye, led the Zhao family army and fought many times to maintain peace in his hometown.

For Zhang Qingming, Zhao Wangye and Zhao Jiajun are eternal heroes in the eyes of the people of the north.

Now, standing in front of him was the new young marshal of the Zhao family's army, who had just broken through the cavalry of the Liao State in the north and returned to the dynasty in victory.

Zhang Qingming saw Zhao Jiajun, who had been admired for a long time, just like a fan saw his idol, his eyes were full of closeness.

"What are you two doing? Why don't you come over and salute it!"

Zhang Qingming saluted Zhao Wu, and hurriedly called the county Cheng and Chu Huaiyuan, who followed him, to salute.

Chu Huaiyuan and the county Cheng didn't want to salute, but they were frightened by Zhao Jiajun's posture.

You know, they've never been to such a big shot before.

"Jiupin County Cheng Wangfu has seen the young marshal."

"Jiupin catcher Chu Huaiyuan, I've seen the general! Greetings to the General!" Chu Huaiyuan is an official fan. When he saw such a big official, he instinctively flattered.

Zhao Wu listened to Chu Huaiyuan's self-description and stared at him for a while. His expression was even colder than before. Then he said to the soldiers behind him: "Bring the people up!"

In the county office, so many Zhao Jiajun came in. Even the young marshal Zhao Wu came. The people in the county are curious. What is the reason why Zhao Jiajun is here?

Originally, Zhang Qingming wanted to ask, but now I heard that Zhao Wu was going to bring someone here. Zhang Qingming, Chu Huaiyuan and others were very curious. They craned their necks to see who Zhao Jiajun was going to bring.

After a while, I saw three or five soldiers come in with a rope. There were more than a dozen men with bruised noses and swollen faces tied to ropes.

These people all look rough and don't look like ordinary people.

There had never been so many people in the lobby of the small county town yamen.

Zhang Qingming panicked. What's going on?

He hurriedly came to Zhao Wu and asked cautiously, "Young marshal, are these people ......?"