The first meeting with Xu Jingzong, the two of them had their own ghosts in their hearts, but at least on the surface, everyone still had a disgusting appearance of talking happily.

Zhang Zheng followed Xu Jingzong into the original Xizhou City Lord's Mansion, and now the Xizhou Thorn History Mansion. In addition to the chief officials of Xizhou City, a man with an empty face from Central Asia attracted Zhang Zheng's attention.

Thinking of Zhang Zheng's gaze, the man with the Central Asian face raised his head and glanced at Zhang Zheng, then nodded amicably with a smile on his face.

is not bullied, and now Xu Jingzong's number one confidant. The man's identity information appeared in Zhang Zheng's mind at the right time.

Most of the officials who originally belonged to the Gaochang side were dismissed by Xu Jingzong's Ka. Only two of them were accepted by Xu Jingzong for his own use, one was the former Xizhou City Guard, and the other was Zhong Tao, the former Xizhou Gate Pavilion Chief.

But the two people are different, Su Wuli is a Central Asian race, and his blue eyes and slightly curly hair can be seen that there is no Han blood on his body.

And Zhong Tao, the head of the door pavilion, is a descendant of the Han people. Interestingly, both of them have become Xu Jingzong's henchmen, but Xu Jingzong's attention to Su Wubuli is obviously far greater than Zhong Tao's.

Entering the Huike lobby in the backyard of the Assassin's Mansion, Xu Jingzong took the lead in walking to the main seat, and Zhang Zheng followed Xu Jingzong to the next position and sat down.

There is nothing unusual about banquets, it is the most common meal system in Datang.

"Zhang Xian's nephew has been sleeping all the way, it's hard work, the old man will give you a cup first......" Xu Jingzong, as the host here, took the lead in speaking, attracting a burst of echo from everyone in the hall.

Zhang Zheng smiled and picked up the wine glass and said, "It's a little nephew, Uncle Xu, please drink." After three rounds of drinking, Zhang Zheng's heart became colder.

This is to catch the wind and wash the dust, this is to give yourself a hard blow. Looking at a group of sycophant-like Xizhou officials, the entire Xizhou has been run by Xu Jingzong so much that it can't be penetrated.

As the second-in-command of Xizhou, he has completely become an ornament. Zhang Zheng's mind turned back and forth, and his face was silent.

When the banquet was in full swing, Xu Jingzong finally spoke: "Zhang Xian's nephew, the three thousand people outside the city ......" came, and the slightly drunk color in Zhang Zheng's eyes suddenly emptied.

"Oh, Uncle Xu is talking about the group of Xizhou homeless people, they are all mud legs, after hearing that Xizhou has changed hands, and knowing the news that the little nephew is about to come to Xizhou to take office, he has to follow the little nephew alive or dead, and the little nephew has no choice, so he has to organize them into a group and bring them to Xizhou together." Zhang Zheng's speech was very fast, and he hiccuped from time to time, and the drunkenness on his face became more and more obvious.

But how to say this. Anyway, Xu Jingzong didn't believe it, and the dog shook his head when he heard it. But Xu Jingzong still grasped the key point in Zhang Zheng's words in an instant.

"Oh? What does this group exercise mean by the virtuous nephew? Zhang Zheng hiccuped for a long time and said with a smile: "Hiccup~, group practice, it is to protect the safety of the little nephew, and occasionally the little nephew will take them to do some side hustle or something." ”

"Side hustle?" Xu Jingzong suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and subconsciously asked, "What side hustle?" Zhang Zheng: "The sound of rain outside the window is still there for three days and three nights" Xu Jingzong: "............" Zhang Zheng drank all the wine in the cup, and said with a smile in an extremely relaxed tone: "Hey, it's just a family robbery and killing someone or something." However, they are all people under the rule of Xizhou now, if Uncle Xu thinks that it is not a good thing for them to get together now, then just divide a piece of borderless land under the rule of Xizhou and let them cultivate, anyway, Uncle is the assassin of Xizhou, and it is a political achievement to be able to accept the displaced people, isn't it? "Is there a problem with Zhang Zheng's words, there is no problem!

The slave restriction order has been used in the Tang Dynasty for many years, and it is what Xu Jingzong, the assassin of a state, should do to admit the homeless, make the homeless people attached, and educate the homeless.

But the problem is that Xu Jingzong's eyes are not blind. Obviously, they are all bandits and others who he personally led people to crush into lost dogs, and now you tell me that they are homeless?

If Xu Jingzong dares to do what Zhang Zheng said, can there still be a peaceful place under the rule of Xizhou?

"Hehe, Zhang Xian's nephew is really good at laughing, the old man obviously saw that there were many bandit leaders that the old man had seen with his own eyes, could it be that the virtuous nephew wanted to support Kou Zi......" Xu Jingzong stroked his beard and chuckled, and a big hat was about to be buttoned up to Zhang Zheng.

But Xu Jingzong was interrupted by Zhang Zheng before he could say the four words of self-respect: "Uncle Xu said carefully, the little nephew knows that the bandits on the Silk Road have been slaughtered by Uncle Xu with an army of 5,000 people, where did the bandit leader come from, the uncle should have bad eyes, in addition, you are the assassin of Xizhou, and the little nephew is just a don't ......" The two talked in a low voice, with a smile like a spring breeze on their faces.

The subordinate officials of the Xizhou Thorn History Mansion at the bottom thought that the two were talking happily, but what they didn't know was that the confrontation between the two had already begun, and it was the tip of the needle against Mai Mang at the beginning.

Xu Jingzong failed to buckle his hat, as Zhang Zheng said, he is just a solo driver, and there is a history of thorns on it, even if he wants to raise his own weight, he will not be able to take his turn to be a second-in-command.

"Hehe, my father and I have been friends for many years, and you are also my junior, how about you and my uncle and nephew open up your words?" Seeing that Zhang Zheng didn't eat this, Xu Jingzong immediately changed his strategy.

The attitude changed, with a sincere expression on his face, as if he was really about to start digging out his heart and lungs.

But will Zhang Zheng believe that people like Xu Jingzong will really dig out their hearts and lungs for a person? Don't talk about Zhang Zheng, dogs don't believe it.

"Uncle's words can confuse the little nephew, what kind of bright words are you opening?" Zhang Zheng had a puzzled expression on the second monk's face, and even his hair was full of heart.

Xu Jingzong was stunned when he heard this, and said secretly: "This erection, the old man wants to see how well you can act." He said bluntly: "How do you plan to settle these three thousand people?" ”

"Placement? The little nephew said, you are the assassin of Xizhou, and they are all people under the rule of Xizhou now, so they should naturally be handed over to you to deal with. The two of them were like mirrors in their hearts, kicking each other's balls.

It is clear to each other that the crime of recruiting private soldiers is no joke. Now Zhang Zheng is determined to let Xu Jingzong carry this black cauldron, Xu Jingzong is not a fool, how can he be willing.

During the conversation between the two, Zhang Zheng calculated the time, and felt that what he had arranged for Kurban to do when he entered the city should have been done, and suddenly his voice changed, and he said to Xu Jingzong: "Oh, by the way, when I entered the city, the little nephew heard that there were still Gao Changguo's spies in the city who had not been dealt with, so he took the initiative to ask Kurban to help his uncle clean up Xizhou City, and asked his uncle not to blame, well, my uncle should not know who Kurban is, it is the leader of the three thousand displaced people." ”