Everyone praised Yang Feng's knowledge and knowledge, but Yang Feng shook his hand and smiled:

"I didn't know these things at first. When I was a teenager, I was slapping people in Dongcheng City and mistakenly chopped off a scholar's arm. Afterwards, I hurriedly hugged him covered in blood to seek medical treatment. On the way, I wanted to ask him what he had tried to do and I could help him realize it. Unfortunately, he was seriously injured and unconscious, and he said vaguely about his knowledge, but he didn't say his wish. As a result, the person was not saved, and I kept recording these knowledge."

Hearing the drunk Yang Feng talked about the old things and the origin of his knowledge, the Tuo family and the Zhang Meng officer were both laughing, but Zhang Meng officers were a little embarrassed. He rubbed his palms and said with a embarrassed face:

"It is God's destiny to obtain knowledge by chance. However, it would be a pity that this scholar could not express his wish until his death. Otherwise, with the general's ability, I would have helped him realize it long ago."

"Haha, not all." Yang Feng narrowed his drunken eyes and said with a smile:

"I still remember that when he was wrongly chopped him, he shouted, "Heavenly killed you, you chopped the wrong person, and then fainted. I guess his wish at that time was to avenge the person who chopped him wrongly. Unfortunately, this is impossible. If he really told him, he would be killed by my companions on the way."

"So I thought about it for him afterwards. I felt that his greatest wish was, even if he was a ghost in the future, he would be farther away from the Dongshi where there were often evil boys and evil knights and fiercely attacked each other. I secretly pulled his body out of the city and buried it. This could be considered as a conclusion of his life's attempted wish. Do you think so?"

"Well, this, the general can really joke, he really knows how to joke..."

Zhang Meng's military officer looked at Yang Feng's chilling smile, subconsciously reached out to wipe the big beads of sweat that oozed out of his forehead, and said with a stuttering smile.

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The next night, Guzang City and the lobby of the county government.

"You said that at this time Liangzhou sent an envoy and Yang Feng over, what did you want to do? Should you pacify the four counties of Hexi, or do you want to annex Wuwei and other places?"

Zhang Meng, who was standing tall at the top of the head, looked at the military officers sent to greet the Liangzhou envoys and cavalry team, and asked with contemplative expression.

The military officer thought about it and said carefully:

"The army of Ganling did not move. Yang Feng only brought three thousand soldiers and horses, two thousand of whom remained in the city of Songyin, and only one thousand horses escorted the envoys to come. It really didn't seem like he was coming to annex Wuwei."

Zhang Meng nodded and asked again:

"Have you seen the messenger of Liangzhou?"

"The messenger Ma Jun heard that he was from the Fufeng Ma family. He sat in the car and was arrogant and arrogant. He looked like the temper of the famous scholars in the state."

"Well, what about Yang Feng, who is the leader of the army? Who is he?"

Seeing Zhang Meng ask about Yang Feng, the military officer remembered that Yang Feng pretended to behave these days, but he still wanted to welcome him deliberately. He immediately showed disdain and blurted out:

"Yang Feng is a rookie, a vulgar and young man, brave but not scheming, relying on Yan Xing's in-laws, arrogant and rude, and a vengeful person."

"Oh." Zhang Meng nodded, tapped the desk in front of him with his fingers, thought for a while and said:

"Tomorrow I will go to see the messenger and this Yang Feng myself, what do you think?"

The military officer was startled when he heard Zhang Meng's words, and said with a big change in expression:

"The envoy from Liangzhou is silent. Yang Feng, who led the army, is an arrogant and rude person. The lord is a man of a thousand gold coins. How can you go there in person? If you see a corrupt scholar and a common man, then Guzang City will be in danger-"

"No, no!" Zhang Meng shook his hand and said with a smile:

"I have more experience than anyone in the county to deal with famous scholars who pretend to be masters and brave but not wise men. This time they came to recruit Hexi to see me. If I avoided it, wouldn't it make them suspicious? If they summoned Wuwei for a cleverness, it would be a big deal."

"Besides, Guzang City has high walls and deep valleys, and there are soldiers who are guarding the danger. Before, the coalition forces did not capture tens of thousands of troops. Now it is not a place where he can show his power with just a thousand cavalry. It doesn't matter, I can take the opportunity to meet this scholar, warrior, and slander them, and use them to take the opportunity to test the next move of the Ganling army!"

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Tomorrow, Zhang Meng took the soldiers and civilians out of the city, ate a pot of slurry, and welcomed the king's army.

When we first met, whether it was the envoy Ma Jun or the general Yang Feng, they all showed the etiquette of an envoy, but in every manner, they showed a noble and arrogant attitude of a poor family. This made Zhang Meng, who was from a famous family and both civil and military, pretended to be respectful, and he also felt disdainful, and he sighed that "there is no hero at the time, so he made the prince famous", and his vigilance in his heart unknowingly reduced a little.

In the military tent outside the city, Ma Jun, Yang Feng and Zhang Meng held a banquet and drank happily. The wine they drank was the Western Regions Pujiao wine presented by Zhang Meng.

Pujiao wine is also produced in the Central Plains, but in terms of the mellow quality of the wine, we also need to count the fine wines from the Western Regions. It is said that "Pujiao is used as wine in Dayuan. Rich people have more than 10,000 stones to store wine, and those who have been long have been undefeated for decades."

The Central Plains were wars and the Western Regions were isolated. This authentic Pujiao wine from the Western Regions could not be obtained by being rich and powerful. At that time, Meng Tuo, with one stone of Pujiao wine, passed through the back door of the Central General Zhang Rang and obtained the high position of the governor of Liangzhou. This shows that Pujiao wine is of great value, and even the dignitaries of the court regarded it as a treasure.

Not to mention the generals who were in Guanzhong, Sanhe, local, and military in the troubled times.

In the chaotic times, Hexi Fuyi Guzang City, which is known as communicating with the east and west, can produce so many pots of authentic Western Regions Pujiao wine.

In Zhang Meng's eyes, whether it was the messenger Ma Jun or the general Yang Feng, they all showed their ugly appearance in front of the Pujiao wine they presented. The military generals and civil servants all indulged in their erotic drinks, and were overjoyed to drink this rare Pujiao wine on the battlefield.

So much so that they knew everything about Zhang Meng's military information, as if Zhang Meng, who could provide Pujiao wine, had become his own family.

It was not until the moment Yang Feng suddenly threw the cup that the atmosphere of joy in the entire military tent changed suddenly.

Ma Chao, who had a small armor inside, suddenly stood up, kicked the food table in front of him, drew his sword in his hand, and headed straight for the tall Zhang Meng. The military officer who accompanied Zhang Meng stood up in a hurry, and was killed by Ma Chao, who had killed him, and blood splattered five steps.

Zhang Meng, who had the gap, wanted to call for help and ran out of the tent, but the next moment, Ma Chao's blood-stained sword had already crossed his neck. His cold eyes were even more intimidating than the cold light on the sword's edge. The tall Zhang Meng couldn't breathe for a moment, and his hands and feet were even stiff, and he couldn't move for a second.

"Premier Zhang, I advise you not to act rashly. My general, who was seven years old, got on the horse and killed the enemy. He fought for more than ten years. He had countless enemies who died under his sword. So I should sit down first and slowly savor the Pujiao wine from the Western Regions with me."

Ma Jun, who was temporarily envoy, had already retreated, and Yang Feng, who was drunk and confused, slowly stood up, took another ear cup, filled it with fine wine, carried a pot in one hand and raised the glass in the other, and stood in the blood-stained corpse tent.

Zhang Meng turned around slowly, thought about it, and returned to his position to sit down.

Looking at the bright and bloody wine in front of him, he had just been hiding his alcohol content and simply laughed, and generously drank the remaining wine in the cup, and knocked his ear cup heavily on the table.

"General Yang! Are you drunk? You can kill my personal soldiers and detain me, but so what? Guzang City is already prepared. You only have a thousand soldiers and still can't enter the city. If you kill me, I'm afraid you can't even go back to Liangzhou, and you will completely incite the four counties of Hexi, so that the court's efforts to recruit people will fail."

"Meng knew that the general was noble, and he was the in-laws around Yan Piaoqi. If you cause such a disaster, you can't afford this guilt that you are so scattered!"

After returning to calm, Zhang Meng's hidden sharpness was already aroused by the aura, but Yang Feng refused to respond. He held up his wine glass, looked at Zhang Meng and laughed loudly, and drank the wine in the glass in one go. Then he simply threw the wine glass into the bloody tent.

"Prince Zhang is indeed very brave and courageous. No wonder killing the governor of Yongzhou is like killing a chicken, Wei Kang, Li Pian, Yan Jun and others, tens of thousands of coalition troops could not capture Guzang City, which Zhang defended."

"Of course Feng knew that Zhang Taishou dared to leave the city, but he came only after he was prepared. My men and horses could not enter the city, and he did not dare to kill you easily. However, Feng never thought of killing Zhang Jun, nor could he think that he could capture Guzang City, a wealthy city in Hexi, a major Wuwei town, with a thousand soldiers!"

"Feng left Zhang Jun to make a deal, and he would take your and my life and this Guzang Fudi as a bet, and then lead rebels from Zhangye, Jiuquan and other places to come and make a big deal together!"

As Yang Feng spoke, he had already leaned over and placed the wine pot in the tent, as if he was carefully placing bait. With the taste of fine wine and flesh and blood, the flies and ants would rush to Guzang City.

Looking at Yang Feng who seemed drunk but not drunk, Zhang Meng finally realized that he had always underestimated this vulgar young man and rude martial artist. He kept silent, forced himself to calm down and sneered:

"General Yang is very good at fighting, but he is too proud of it. Zhang Meng and Zhangye and Jiuquan's rebels are enemies, not friends. Even if they know that Zhang Meng is trapped in the hands of the general, they will not come to rescue him!"

When Yang Feng heard this, he smiled:

"No, the prefect is too modest. You and I are all men who lead the troops. With the ability of the prefect, Heluan, and Zhang Jin, those who can retreat under your nose? If the prefect had not raised the bandits and respected them, I am afraid that Heluan, Zhang Jin would have to be defeated in Guzang City on the day he retreated."

"Since there is this private friendship, how could the prefect write a letter and promise to be profitable, Luan, Zhang Jin and others not come?"

Hearing this, Zhang Meng's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. He closed his eyes and said sadly:

"The general pretends to be drunk and makes people feel difficult, but what if he doesn't agree?"

"No?" Yang Feng sneered, drew out his sword, slashed it down suddenly, making a crisp sound of the wine pot breaking.

"When Feng went to war, General Cavalry said that the tiger roared back to cool down, all beasts were shocked, foxes pretended to be powerful, and they perished themselves. If the prefect is in today's situation, if it is allowed, it will return to his hometown and play with his grandchildren, and be a rich man. If it is not allowed, it will be like this pot, with jade and stone burning, and there is no more home to keep."

After Yang Feng finished speaking, the tent fell into silence.
Chapter completed!