Today, he was resting, and Chu Zheng slept until the afternoon before he woke up. He was drunk very much last night. If he hadn't had his good cultivation level, he would have been dizzy now. At this time, he suddenly realized that Zhang Changan had left the Anton Protectorate Mansion today, and he was afraid that he had already walked thirty miles away from the city.

After sighing, Chu Zheng's anger had not completely calmed down. He washed himself and didn't even feel like eating. He wrote a greeting letter and arranged for the servants to prepare valuable gifts, so he went straight to Zhao Polu's residence to pay homage.

"You guy is not good at learning, and you are also polite with me. This is not your usual character. Let me tell you, what are you asking me for today?" Zhao Polu put down the gift list and cursed with a smile.

Chu Zheng laughed dryly. He was indeed not good at flattering Shangguan. He rubbed his hands and looked embarrassed. He simply said straight to the point: "I will not hide it from the Protector. I am really asking for something. I am an old friend who also came from Chang'an Cultivation Academy. He once sneaked into the Khitan camp during the Battle of Huairong in the Northern Territory and made extraordinary achievements.

"Later, for the long-term peace and stability of the grassland, I became a different leader in the grassland state. Now it has been several years and has achieved remarkable results. This time I am still a grain transport officer in the army. Now it is the time when the Protectorate Mansion is employed. I want to ask the general, can I transfer this person back to the army and serve as a service in the Protectorate Mansion?"

After saying these words, Chu Zheng was already cursing in his heart: Zhang Changan, you are such a bastard, I don’t even want to be shameless for you, but you only have a beautiful girl in your heart. When I get you back to the army, I will see that I won’t beat you to death!

Zhao Polu said strangely, "Are you talking about Zhang Chang'an? In the battle of Huairong, he and the Taoist from Quanzhen Temple sneaked into the Khitan camp, and finally successfully led the grassland tribe to escape from the Khitan in the battle. This was a huge achievement."

"It's this person." Chu Zheng nodded quickly. The battle back then was still very sensational. It was precisely because of Zhang Changan that he made great contributions that he jumped from a small commander to a state-owned leader.

"It's a pity to be a civil servant like this kind of genius on the battlefield." Zhao Polu nodded with his beard.

When Chu Zheng heard this, he was happy and thought that the other party wanted to agree to him. The Anton Protectorate's Mansion is indeed short of generals now. After all, there are still many Silla cities, and a large number of troops composed of Silla people to maintain local order need to be led by the Tang generals.

Zhao Polu suddenly changed his mind and said in a strange tone: "But I heard that this kid went back on his word and refused the marriage of Mr. Qian's family, which made Mr. Qian unable to come to Taiwan. Not long ago, Mr. Qian had already spoken, and would not give this kid a chance to rejoin the army."

This is the senior secret Xin. Chu Zheng didn't know about it in advance. He was shocked when he heard this and hurriedly defended Zhang Chang'an: "It's not that he went back on his word..."

Zhang Changan never agreed to this matter at all, but the problem was that his grandfather agreed first. Now Zhang Changan insisted on not marrying the daughter of the Minister of War. Not only did he have a quarrel with his family, but he also offended Mr. Qian.

Zhao Polu waved his hand, "I can't do anything about this. Although the Anton Protectorate has the power to draw personnel from Youyun, it must be a general in the army. The grassland state is beyond the reach, not to mention that the boy is still a civil servant.

"Originally, you asked me to come to me, for a genius on the battlefield, I could also try it, but if the Minister of War interfered, this matter would not be done."

Chu Zheng was extremely disappointed.

When he left the Protectorate's Mansion, his heart felt bitter.

Although in front of Zhang Chang'an, he kept saying that the other party gave up a bright future for a grassland woman, he knew in his heart that the other party just looked down on the daughter of the Minister of War and was unwilling to bow his head to serve the powerful.

Chu Zheng didn't plan to give up like that.

Although he was angry, Zhang Changan left at the table, he still felt sad when he was drinking and his strong yearning for returning to the army.

"It seems that I can only ask General Shangguan." Chu Zheng made up his mind. Although Shangguan Qingcheng had nothing to do with this battle, he was deeply trusted by the emperor after all.

It was extraordinary. If she was willing to speak, no one would be willing to offend her.

However, the status difference between him and Shangguan Qingcheng was too much. This time he was involved in matters under the jurisdiction of the Anton Protectorate, and the other party might not look at him directly, let alone for private matters.

If it weren't for private matters, Chu Zheng wanted to ask Zhang Changan to write to the emperor directly.

Although they had some friendship with the emperor when they were in Hexi, it just meant that when the emperor remembered, they might summon them, but they themselves were not qualified to take the initiative to ask for a meeting outside of official duties.

With their current status and official positions, even if they have official duties, they are not qualified to write a letter to the emperor under normal circumstances.

"This bastard, if you have the opportunity to contact the ministers and daughters, it is a good opportunity to rise to the top. This guy is so good that he has turned the opportunity into an obstacle!" Chu Zheng sighed at Huang Tun, looking like a big brother who was worried about being frustrated by the disobedient little brother.

The little brother was so angry that his scalp was numb. When he calmed down, he had to run around for the little brother. Chu Zheng felt that his figure was particularly majestic. Speaking of which, he seemed to be a few months older than Zhang Changan, that was right. He was indeed the eldest brother, so it was natural to take care of the little brother. Alas, his life is really hard, why is this kid so worry-free?

When Zhang Chang'an returned to the grassland tribe, it was the sunset.

The felt tent like the sea was covered with golden sand, which was beautiful in the vast world. The flock of sheep bleated, the herds of cattle, the horses were sniffing, the late shepherds were laughing, and the late shepherds were talking jokes to each other. The Tang army soldiers on duty in the military camp were tall and bright in armor.

This is a peaceful and peaceful land.

Zhang Changan heard the familiar singing.

Gesang ran out of the tribe quickly, and like a gust of wind, he crashed into Zhang Changan's arms, grabbed his clothes tightly and did not let go, crying loudly like a newborn baby.

Zhang Changan was a little surprised.

He heard Gesang crying, "I thought you wouldn't come back... They all said you wouldn't come back..."

Sniffing the faint fragrance between Gesang's hair, feeling the strength of the other party holding him, and hearing the other party's choking words. Even though Zhang Changan never felt that Gesang was a beauty, he had no affection for her before, and he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart at this time.

The frowning brow gradually stretched along the way. Zhang Changan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and stood there, ignoring the eyes of everyone around him, allowing Gesang's snot and tears to fill his clothes.

"How come you think I won't come back?" Zhang Changan asked, holding his horse and walking side by side in the tribe. Finally, he stopped crying, but instead had a bright smile on his face.

"Your people say that if you follow the army to fight, you will take the opportunity to stay in the army. They also say, you are a rare general on the battlefield, and a grassland state cannot tie you up..." Gesang remembered his dark mood when he heard these words, and patted his chest in fear.

Zhang Changan smiled bitterly.

Before leaving Silla, he told his chief that he wanted to stay in the Anton Protectorate's Mansion. The matter involved in the transfer of official positions, no matter what route he took, the chief would eventually have to agree. However, the chief general who transported the grain told him that he could not be transferred back to the army, and his words revealed that this was the meaning of Qian Shilang of the Ministry of War.

From then on, Zhang Changan knew that he could only return to the grassland state.

Rejecting the marriage that Mr. Qian and his grandfather had already planned was a great humiliation for the other party. The other party just blocked his way back to the army and advanced, and did not mobilize his strength to make him unable to live on the grassland. He was already very upright.

"I may not leave here anymore. I may be just a single driver for my whole life, and I can't even keep the position of a different driver..."

Zhang Changan's eyes were dim. He paused when he said this. He wanted to continue saying that there was nothing wrong with this, just

He noticed that Gesang pulled his sleeve, raised his head and said seriously, "I will give you cattle and sheep, you will have a lot of cattle and sheep, and my cattle and sheep are all yours! You won't be hungry, it's best for us to herd sheep together!"

At the end, the shepherd's eyes flashed with strange light, as if they had seen the scene of the two of them joining the sheep. This made her giggle happily, and her eyes also turned into beautiful moon buds.

Zhang Changan looked at Gesang, and his heartbeat lost his stable rhythm for the first time.

The army is fighting, the soldiers are making contributions, the dynasty is prospering, and all industries are developing. Countless people have earned their own wealth in this era of progress.

Along the way, Zhang Chang'an saw many energetic civil servants and generals, merchants and scholars. Each of them was talking about their career, money, and status.

In this booming era, almost everyone's eyes were red and they devoted their entire attention to the pursuit of material things, their achievements, official positions, money, and people who were not like this were all looked down upon.

But Zhang Changan understood that no matter how prosperous an era is, no matter how many people ride on the carriage of history that is moving forward, they can reach their ambitions and experience wealth, and more people are still ordinary and small.

For example, he himself.

He was depressed.

But now, looking at Gesang's clean face and innocent eyes, he suddenly felt calm and peaceful. He even thought that it was actually good to grazle sheep on the grassland.

The Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period were such a prosperous era, but wouldn’t I rather be a turtle rolling in the quagmire than go to Chu to serve as prime minister?

When the last ray of sunset shone on the shepherd's round and plump face, Zhang Changan felt for the first time that Gesang was indeed very beautiful and a rare beauty.

Zhang Changan showed a sincere and pure smile on his face.

......

From tomorrow, be an ordinary person, feed horses, chop firewood, and wander around the tribe.

Drive the flock and listen to the sheep's sing.

Take a sip of butter tea and watch the herdsmen dance.

From tomorrow, care about wool and vegetables.

My old friend came and roasted him a fat sheep.

If an old friend doesn’t come, he will warm himself a pot of rice wine.

A wife lowered her head and sewed her clothes, and a child rode a horse and shot archery.

From tomorrow, facing the sea of ​​clouds, spring is warm and flowers bloom.

......

Yang Xingmi, wearing armor and holding a knife, stood on the deck of the cruiser, facing the surging sea, his eyebrows and eyes were like swords, and he was as motionless as a mountain. Behind him, the ship lit up layers of spiritual light, the monks were rustling in clothes and presided over the formation, the soldiers were guarding their posts, and the schoolmen were cheering.

"When we pass through this black sea, we will reach our first destination. Although the sea storms are strong, the cruiser has a formation to protect the body, so we will not be afraid of this little movement. The general should go back to the cabin." The deputy general persuaded him.

Yang Xingmi did not answer, turned to look at the fleet that was like a city and a mountain behind the three cruisers, and said in a deep voice: "Send the order, the cruiser formation will be fully opened, break the huge waves in front of you, and open up the road ahead for the ships behind you!"

The deputy general's expression was shocked.

Although the wind and waves are strong, the ships of the Lingnan Navy can barely withstand it. Even if there is some loss in this black land, it will not be too great. Once the cruiser has fully opened the formation, it can indeed open a layer of "spiritual sky curtain" to protect the fleet behind it, but the consumption of spirit stones is astronomical.

This time the army went to attack Japan, and the road ahead was uncertain. At present, we had not even seen the land of Japan. If we consume too many spirit stones, we were afraid that once the war started, the spirit stones would not be enough.

Seeing the deputy general hesitation, Yang Xingmi frowned, "Is this general's order a second time?"

Knowing that Yang Xingmi's strict military commander had made up his mind, he did not dare to delay any further, so he quickly clasped his fists and said, "I'll get the order!"
Chapter completed!