Now the 60,000 troops mobilized from Wenzhou, Ningbo, Hangzhou and other places arrived in Taizhou yesterday morning. After a day of integration and adjustment, they are now stationed on the Fang family's school ground, and hundreds of thousands of troops are waiting for the orders of the commander Fang Guozhen.

This time, Fang Guozhen really had a murderous intent with the White Lotus Sect, so this time the 100,000 troops were all elite troops. The 60,000 troops transferred from Wenzhou, Ningbo and Hangzhou were well-trained, which made Fang Guozhen very happy to see it and was very sure of the extermination of the White Lotus Sect this time.

But he knew in his heart that under his protection, these soldiers had never fought again except for fighting with Zhang Shicheng's army a few years ago in the Xiaoshan area. They were pampered in Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas over the years, and were no longer the invincible Fang family naval army in their early years. So he chose to set out three days later. Doing so that his two younger brothers could train the army just merged with 100,000 troops so that they could get familiar with each other. Once they went to the battlefield, they would not be able to know the generals or the generals!

The three brothers of the Fang family are good at fighting and have a good way to train the army. After their day of training, the 100,000 troops are integrated. The current Fang family's training ground is waving flags and cannons, and 100,000 soldiers and horses are coming and going, which is very lively.

Xiao Yun didn't know all this at first, but the news of the assassination of the White Lotus Sect in the back garden yesterday reached Fang Guozhen's ears. He was surprised and furious and gave the order to die. The army was about to set off tomorrow, but he was unsure of how the army was training. As the overlord, he went to investigate it himself, which was not appropriate, so he sent his confidant Zhang Zishan to take a look.

Zhang Zishan is a literati and really has no good feelings for these military training. Moreover, those navy soldiers look down on scholars on weekdays and have no good looks towards scholars. It is common for humiliation and beating scholars. Zhang Zishan didn't want to go at first, but Fang Guozhen gave an order, and if he didn't want to go, he would disobey the military order. Although the Fang family was not independent of a country, it was just that Fang Guozhen didn't want to be king. In fact, everything in the Fang family's residence was set according to the official position of the Tartar court. On one acre and three-point land in Zhejiang, Fang Guozhen was the emperor, and what he said was an imperial edict. Zhang Zishan naturally knew this, so he had to go, but he was really worried about going alone, and he was in a place without any hesitation. If he was bullied by a group of soldiers, it would be too shameful.

After thinking about going, he decided that it would be impossible to go alone. He needed to bring a helper. This helper must not be a literati, and he was his friend. He had martial arts skills and could not be afraid of the provocations of soldiers. Fang Guozhen trusted him.

He thought about it in his mind and passed it through the civil servants and generals in the Fang family's mansion one by one. In the end, he couldn't find a suitable candidate. He couldn't help but sigh that he was too popular on weekdays. He was about to bite the bullet and go to the schoolyard. When he was about to go out, he heard the guards outside the door saying that the White Lotus Sect committed an offensive in the Flower Backyard yesterday and Xiao Yunli killed two powerful generals of the White Lotus Sect. These things he didn't pay much attention to, after all, were small matters on the streets and alleys. But today he kept listening and laughed because he thought of a suitable candidate - Xiao Yun.

This is how Xiao Yun was pulled over by Zhang Zishan, and Xiao Yun cursed along the way.

Zhang Zishan was not angry at all and kept smiling. He was afraid of a soldier who was so afraid of Xiao Yun's complaints. Therefore, he did not care about Xiao Yun's verbal complaints, but was a little grateful.

"The person who scolds you is the person who treats you well?" Zhang Zishan understood this truth ten years ago.

"Okay, Brother Xiao, don't scold me anymore. You helped me today. I'm not a kind person. I'll treat you to drink later?" Zhang Zishan walked in front, shaking the paper fan and laughed.

"What, I've heard that these soldiers and bandits are so powerful?" Xiao Yun said with an angry look on his face.

Zhang Zishan was very happy that Xiao Yun could come, and he didn't care about his scolding. This was not because he was well-educated. He really couldn't understand what Xiao Yun was scolding, so he could directly classify it as a bird's song.

"What do you want?" Zhang Zishan said with a smile: "You also know that I am just a little minister. If you want an official, you don't have money, then you don't have to think about it, let alone nothing?"

Zhang Zishan didn't tell any lies. He was just a small adviser before, with a small official position and his monthly salary was not much. Although Fang Guozhen was not like Zhu Yuanzhang later, the officials' monthly money was still very well controlled. It was a little higher than the Tartar court, and naturally he could not compare with Zhang Shicheng's wealth. Therefore, Zhang Zishan said that he had no money, which was not a lie.

Xiao Yun smiled and said, "Who wants your money?"

After hearing this, Zhang Zishan let go of his heart, smiled, turned his head and said, "I don't even want money, then what do you want?"

Xiao Yun's eyes rolled and said, "Hey, I want it, I'm afraid you won't give it to Brother Zhang?"

Zhang Ziqian walked in front of him, shaking the paper fan, looking casual. Hearing this, he turned around, put away the paper fan, and said, "Aren't you afraid that Brother Xiao, I really have nothing to bear to say except for a few calligraphy and paintings, ink treasures, and his own cheap life?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yun's eyes were rolling around, and he suddenly clapped his hands and woke up, "You kid, can't you value the Mobao in my family?"

Xiao Yun smiled, nodded vigorously, and said, "Don't say that Brother Zhang, it's true, who asked me to collect more?"

"Turn the wolf into the house, lead the wolf into the house?" Zhang Zishan shook his head and sighed. Two days ago, he invited Xiao Yun to visit his home. During the banquet, he was very excited and showed his collection to Xiao Yun. At that time, he saw the famous calligraphy and paintings, famous calligraphy and calligraphy, seal engravings, and porcelain collected by Zhang Zishan. Xiao Yun's eyes shone brightly, and he wished he could eat the treasures in one bite.

"What do you want?" Zhang Zishan is not a stingy person, and he is even generous. He has been getting along well with Xiao Yun these days. In addition, Xiao Yun helped him to cure Chu Dagou before and learned about the news of the White Lotus Sect from him. He naturally remembered this friendship. He intended to give Xiao Yun a pair of calligraphy and paintings, calligraphy treasures, etc., but he liked it too much and couldn't bear it for a while. When he heard this, he gritted his teeth and asked.

Xiao Yun smiled, hugged his chest with his hands and said, "That's how it's really hard to say?"

Zhang Zishan glanced at Xiao Yun's face with a smirk, shook his head and said to himself, "Damn it, this kid was given a humble blow. It turned out that he had valued my treasure for a long time and looked reluctant. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth?"

"I can only choose one, but there is no more?" Zhang Zishan was afraid that he would speak loudly, so he hurriedly said.

"Oh, did Brother Zhang agree? "Xiao Yun smiled and leaned over and said, "I thought I would not agree, so I would not make any trouble. I didn't expect that Brother Zhang would really agree. Since I agreed, I would not be able to accept one, right?"

"Damn it, will I not agree to this?" Zhang Zishan cursed.

"Well, what should I do? Wu Daozi's "Portrait of the Peacock King" is also good, Liu Gongquan's "Mengzhao Tie" seems good, by the way, there is also Wei Zheng's handwriting, which is also good?" Xiao Yun murmured at Zhang Zishan with his arms held and looked at him.

"Hey, Brother Zhang, you have too many calligraphy treasures. Can you give me one more?" Xiao Yun leaned over and begged.

"No, there is only one item?" Zhang Zishan touched the sweat beads on his forehead and shouted sternly.

"Damn, how come this kid remembers so much after taking a look? Don't worry about the treasure that is in the bottom of the box?" Zhang Zishan prayed silently in his heart.

"Well, one piece, one piece, right? It's better than nothing, but you have to choose a better one? Otherwise, I'm sorry, Brother Zhang for his feelings?" Xiao Yun said with a terrible smile.

Zhang Zi was bleeding with kindness. These ink treasures, calligraphy, handwriting, seal carvings, porcelain, were not expensive things, and he had worked hard to find them. He was all the flesh of his heart. He couldn't bear to give them that one, but Xiao Yun was so reluctant to die. He was so angry and angry!"

"Why did I find a wolf? It's still a greedy wolf!" Zhang Zishan sighed in his heart.

Xiao Yun smiled badly and thought with his face up.

"Hey, are you going to hurry up?" Zhang Zishan urged: "He doesn't want Xiao Yun to think of anything?"

How could Xiao Yun not see Zhang Zishan's thoughts? He couldn't help but feel funny when he heard his constant urging. He smiled and said, "You must be sad this time?"

After a while of contemplation, Xiao Yun smiled dryly and patted Zhang Zishan's shoulder and said, "Did I hear that Brother Zhang has a "Preface to the Lanting Collection" by the saint of calligraphy Wang Xizhi?"

Zhang Zishan's heart tightened, and a cold sweat emerged from his chest and back. He grew up and looked at Xiao Yun with a terrified look on his face: "You, you won't want this, right?"

Xiao Yun patted Zhang Zishan's shoulder hard and said, "Those who gave birth to me are parents, and those who knew me are brother Zhang. Not bad. I admire Wang Youjun very much. I want "Preface to the Lanting Collection"?"

"Ah!" Zhang Zishan screamed, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

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Chapter completed!