During this period, Taozhai Town was extremely quiet. Although the generals in the hall did not get up to see him off, the soldiers on both sides of the street were silently watching Zhang Jing walking along Lanshan.

Since being transferred to the position of governor of Zhejiang, the most important thing Zhang Jing has done is to go to the military camp to inspect and train, which has given him a great reputation in ordinary strokes.

Of course, no one speaks or stops him.

The straight backbone was slightly hunched, the bright eyes were dull, the red face looked gray, and the white hair behind the head was fluttering in the air. Zhang Jing forced himself to look at both sides and walked straight out of the town.

Zhou Hongzheng, a thousand households of the Jinyiwei of Zhejiang, breathed a sigh of relief. Although he knew that Zhang Jing would never dare to do anything out of place, if the soldiers below were incited by others, they would have to be buried here even if they were three heads and six arms.

After walking five or six miles eastward, two carriages were parked next to the official road. Zhou Hongzheng whistled and the groom drove over.

Zhang Jing lifted the curtain and was about to go in. Suddenly, he heard the Jinyiwei School beside him whisper: "Who is that?"

Zhou Hongzheng and Zhang Jing turned around and looked at it. Not far away, there was a small pavilion next to the official road. A scholar in green clothes held a book in his left hand and a tea cup in his right hand. He looked leisurely and contented, and a tall guard stood by his hands hanging down.

It should be just a passerby... This idea just appeared in Zhou Hongzheng's mind. The scholar had already put down the book and turned around and looked up with the tea cup in his right hand slightly.

Zhou Hongzheng laughed and said, "Is it not obvious enough that the flying fish suit and the embroidered spring sword?"

You can tell at first glance that he is a scholar. Even if you only like piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, you should at least know the name of the Jinyiwei.

"Hehe, it's not his fault..." Zhang Jing's face became more and more gray, "It's not his fault..."

"What?" Jinyiwei School next to him couldn't help asking.

"It's not his fault for putting in trouble..."

It seemed that all the strength had been pulled away. Zhang Jing slowly walked over tremblingly. Zhou Hong was frowning without stopping, but his hand was unconsciously pressing on the hilt of the knife.

"Banzhou Gong." Qian Yuan stood up to show his gifts, took the teacup and poured two cups of tea, and looked at Zhou Hongzheng with a smile, "This envoy in the brocade clothes hopes that Qian will bid someone bid farewell to Banzhou Gong."

Zhou Hongzheng immediately reacted. A few days ago, the famous scholar Qian Zhancai of Songjiang and Governor Zhang Jing argued that the news was only circulated among the senior management of Songjiang Prefecture and Suzhou Prefecture, but the Jinyiwei naturally would not miss it.

No wonder Zhang Jing said that he was not blamed for taking advantage of the situation. Zhou Hongzheng hesitated for a moment and took a step back. It was not that he was determined to make it happen, but that Lu Bing, the commander of the Jinyiwei, sent messengers several times, were related to Qian Yuan.

"You scholar are brave." The Jinyiwei School beside him curled his lips, "No one in the family teaches you?"

Qian Yuan smiled slightly but didn't say anything.

Zhang Jing, who raised the teacup, snorted, "Who in the southeast doesn't know Qian Zhancai's courage?"

"It's just because of the momentum, I can't say that I'm brave enough." Qian Yuan smiled gently and said, "My man cherishes his life and is afraid of death, so he naturally has to be prepared."

Zhou Hongzheng raised his eyebrows and turned around and saw a faint trace of people appearing in the grass not far outside the pavilion.

"Beep!" Yang Wen took out his whistle and blew hard.

In the grass and in the woods, fifty or sixty people immediately flashed out on the hillside next to it, holding spears, wolf teeth, or swords at their waists, and bows and arrows in their hands, vaguely surrounding the pavilion in the middle.

The three Jinyiwei drew their swords in panic and looked around.

Zhang Jing sighed, "It's better not to do it. Two months ago, more than a hundred Qian family guards confronted more than a hundred Japanese pirates, without harming one person, and killed more than 30 Japanese pirates."

"Don't you all say I lie about military merit?"

"Hehe, dozens of guards beat more than 200 wolf clay soldiers to cry... " Zhang Jing shook his head and said, "Others may be suspicious, but I know that this must be true."

"It's time to see the New Year, and Longjing has been gone before the Ming Dynasty. Even if there is... Duke Banzhou may not be willing to drink it." Qian Yuan poured another cup of tea, "This is Songluo tea, accompanied by the Wusong River water, please don't dislike Duke Banzhou."

Zhou Hongzheng leaned speechlessly on the pillar, waved his hand to let the three subordinates retreat, and looked at Qian Yuan curiously, looking at this look didn't seem like he was a person who was trying to get into trouble.

Zhang Jing stared blankly at the young man in front of him, and after a while, hesitated and picked up the teacup and drank it all.

"In the 12th year of the Jinshi period of the Bianzhou Gongzhengde, he quelled the rebellion of Yao people, pacified Annan, quelled the rebellion of Si'enjiu chieftains and Qiongzhou civilians, and governed the military affairs of Guangdong and Guangxi."

Qian Yuan said leisurely: "Now the court and the country are all over the country, and civil officials are leading the army, but no one is above his right hand."

Zhang Jing's face was a little pale, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up a little, as if he had returned to those years of commanding the army and being energetic.

Soon, Zhang Jing came back to his senses and looked at Qian Yuan intently. He thought that this scholar Songjiang was here to take advantage of the situation, but he didn't expect...

Although he also understands those subordinates and colleagues who do not say a word, Zhang Jing, who walked out of Taozhai Town in silence, could not help but feel lonely deep in his heart.

After a sudden change, Zhang Jing finally recovered a little and was thinking about what Qian Yuan wanted to say.

"But since he was transferred to the position of governor of Zhejiang, Banzhou Gong has been curating military affairs and has been unscrupulous to both superiors and subordinates, which is a great disappointment."

Qian Yuan changed his topic, looked directly at Zhang Jing, and said slowly: "You have never thought about why Shuangjiang Gong took the initiative to supervise the war, nor have you ever trusted Shuangjiang Gong's character... I know, although you are both Jinshi in the 12th year of Zhengde, you are regarded as a party..."

"But you are not a party."

Zhou Hong, who was standing beside him, was confused when Zhang Jing's lips were trembling slightly, so he naturally understood.

The fact that Nie Bao took the initiative to go south to supervise the war is largely due to Zhao Wenhua. In his plan, Zhang Jing should not and cannot directly confront Zhao Wenhua, but Nie Bao's identity can steadily suppress Zhao Wenhua.

Although Nie Bao was supervising the battle between Susong and the two prefectures, he was not unable to go to Hangzhou, Zhejiang.

But half a year ago, Nie Bao had just arrived in Suzhou. Zhang Jing immediately went north to meet and politely refused Nie Bao to go to Hangzhou.

In order not to affect the overall situation, Nie Bao had no choice but to go to Songjiang. After that... what they didn't want would always happen one by one.

Zhao Wenhua hopes to highlight his presence in this battle, and Zhang Jing’s fierce and fierce personality made him and Zhao Wenhua openly tear their faces apart.

"The Governor of Zhejiang Zhi is the most powerful among the officials in the border areas. The Duke of Banzhou... Although he has this qualification and has such talent, he is a pity that he is a little narrow."

Qian Yuan's words were sharp and straightforward, "Zhao Wenhua wanted to recruit troops, so the Governor's Office refused.

The Shuangjiang Duke takes into account the overall situation, and the Governor's Office ignores the supply of food and supplies from nearly 10,000 troops in Songjiang.

Just because you were the one who led the Yongshun wolf soldier, you favored him."

Zhou Hongzheng swallowed. Even if a big man like the Governor of Zhejiang Zhi was admitted to the imperial prison, no one except Lu Bing would have such a sarcastic accusations.

It was exactly the same as the information collected. This Songjiang scholar was really as sharp as a blade. Although Zhang Jing, who had a pale face, was sitting on a round stool, his body was shaking, looking like he was trying to stop.

At this moment, Qian Yuan stood up and bowed.
Chapter completed!