Chapter 291: Mingling

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Zheng Xiuyong Zheng Battalion Commander didn't expect this Lord Zhang to call him over, and he actually wanted to ask where to set up camp, and after a pause, he said: "My lord, we are only about 300 people, I heard that the adults are in a hurry again, isn't it better to arrive as soon as possible? โ€

"What you want, what you want to camp, there are some things that you can't rush to come. Zhang Qianjian smiled gently, but Camp Commander Zheng didn't know what was going on in the mouth of Lord Zhang, and in his opinion, it was not impossible to rush overnight.

"Since it's a camp, it's up to the adults to decide. "Camp Commander Zheng is still postponing, it seems that he wants to see if the Lord Zhang they are ordered to have some real ability.

"Alas, Zhang is a scholar and civil official, this kind of thing is naturally handed over to Camp Chief Zheng to do, so I can't point fingers. Zhang Qianjian refused.

After the two finished talking, Camp Commander Zheng took the order and began to lead the men and horses to camp in front.

These 300 people are elites, and the elites who are still in Jucang are treasures, which shows that Li Linlou is still grateful to Zhang Qianjian, but whether he is grateful or caring, it is for the sake of his daughter's face, and if he wants to say that he still has a little appreciation, it is because Zhang Qianjian is indeed outstanding.

Since it is the elite, the action is much faster, and everyone knows what to do, if it is said that Battalion Commander Zheng commands well and arranges it tightly and orderly, it is better to say that these people have engraved these actions in their bones, and it will naturally go on like this.

Just after the camp was about to be set up, Zhang Qianjian found Camp Commander Zheng, still smiled gently, and then the two talked again.

"Camp Commander Zheng, do you think it's okay here...... And here's where you can see if that's okay...... Of course, these are all my superficial opinions, not what Camp Commander Zheng thinks?" Zhang Qianjian said slowly.

However, Zhang Qianjian's shallow views made Camp Commander Zheng's eyes light up slightly, he took a few steps forward, looked at it carefully, and then turned his head and said: "It's okay to do this and that side, but it's not good to fence that side, because our terrain at this time, a large forest in the northwest corner, is too easy to ambush." โ€

After finishing speaking, Camp Commander Zheng looked at Zhang Qianjian again and said, "I didn't expect that Lord Zhang was also good at marching, and he also knew how to set up camp." โ€

People who are in the army speak straightforwardly, and if they change people, they will never say the words 'unexpected', which is not clear whether they are offending people.

Of course, Zhang Qianjian naturally didn't care, smiled and shook his head: "Where is it, it's just that I stole some from other places, and I want to get some confirmation from Camp Chief Zheng when I say it." โ€

This stole some learning from other places, naturally referring to the previous journey from Pinghe to this place, in the three-pronged camp, from the commander of Song Min.

As for deliberately saying something wrong in that sentence, it was also intentional by Zhang Qianjian.

People who practice martial arts in the army are competitive, if all of them are said correctly by him, a scholar, they will inevitably be dissatisfied or a little embarrassed, and now this shows that they are not ignorant, and they take into account the face of Battalion Commander Zheng, which is just right.

It's just a few words before and after, and Camp Commander Zheng's opinion of Zhang Qianjian has changed a lot now, and there is some real respect between his words than before.

What was the reaction of his battalion commander, the soldiers who followed him all the year round naturally noticed it for the first time, and they buried their curiosity in their hearts, curiosity about Master Zhang, who was dressed as a scholar.

The night was dark, the stars in the sky were blinking, the moonlight was unusually hazy tonight, the camps were lit with fires, the soldiers began to cook, and the smell wafted away from the stomachs.

Now that it's not the front line, naturally there is time to eat some hot meals, and if you are on the front line of the war, you can chew the dry food you bring with you, even if you have made a fool of a meal.

Zhang Qianjian sat down in the soldier team without care, stretched out his hand to pick up the big horse spoon, and wanted to catch it, but he saw that the left and right sides were looking at him curiously with wide open eyes, he also looked left and right and said with a smile: "What's the matter, I and you brothers will come to eat in a pot, don't dislike it." โ€

"Don't dislike, don't dislike. After a while, the first person shook his head like a rattle and said, and then the people around him shook their heads and buried their heads in eating the rice in their bowls.

"Lord Zhang, there is a meal specially prepared for you......" Seeing such a scene, Camp Commander Zheng said that Lord Zhang didn't know, and hurriedly said.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Qianjian: "The specially prepared, how can it be fragrant to eat in a pot with my brothers." After that, Zhang Qianjian really ate it with relish, and the look on his face was even more fragrant than that of the soldiers.

If you want to say that there is anything delicious about this big pot of rice, it is obviously impossible, but if you want to say that it is pretended, looking at the beautiful look on Lord Zhang's face, it doesn't seem to be a fake.

Since Master Zhang said so, Camp Chief Zheng naturally stopped persuading.

This Zhang Qianjian was pulling the rice in the bowl very sweetly, and at the same time he was talking to the soldiers and brothers around him, and after a while, he asked the names of other people's families, when they entered the camp, and how many battles they had participated in.

The soldiers, who were not good at words, had a good conversation with him.

After a while, the rice in this bowl was almost eaten, Zhang Qianjian actually took the initiative to pick up the big horse spoon in the pot and hit a full spoonful, and then stretched out to the bowl of the brother who wanted to make food, and said to the brothers around him: "Come, eat." โ€

Novelty, those who took Zhang Qianjian's rice with a bowl, couldn't tell what it was like in their hearts, what county divisions were before, let alone county divisions, even the town divisions Although they were also easy-going, they had never treated them like this, and the few people who ate the food in the bowl looked at Zhang Qianjian's eyes quietly changed.

"It's worthy of being a person personally selected by my father, and he is really smart. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince dropped a grass root in his mouth, and watched Zhang Qianjian mingle with these soldiers from a distance, squatting side by side with the old man on the big stone, and the old man also carried a wine jar in his hand, and the two of them were a couple of men and daughters in the east of the village.

"Why, boy, aren't you going to do any of this? You know you only have three months. The old man tilted his head to look at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and said.

"I do, not good. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince shook his head and continued: "These things have to be Qianjian, for Xitui, I have always been an outsider, and Qianjian, I plan to let him stay here for a long time." โ€

"This war is a disaster, and it is also a rare opportunity for my Han to change the direction, and the final result is best for Qianjian to consolidate. Since he wants to go on like this for a long time, it is naturally more appropriate for him to do this, and, haha, uncle, you look at the attitude of the bracelet girl before, Zhang Qianjian is afraid that he will be reluctant to leave. At the end, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince suddenly laughed.