In the manor's study room, Zhang Liang sat behind the desk, quietly looking at the small book in his hand.
The small notebook contained the original manuscript of The Art of War written by Jin Feng. Zhang Liang had read it countless times and knew the contents by heart.
But Zhang Liang still carries the small notebook with him and takes it out to read whenever he has time.
"Commander, thank you that your family is here!"
The guard captain came in with Xie Lingfeng.
"Xie Lingfeng, a young student, has met Dashuai Zhang!"
Xie Lingfeng bowed towards Zhang Liang and made a scholar's salute.
Zhang Liang didn't return the favor, didn't even raise his eyelids, and still stared at the small book.
Xie Lingfeng secretly clenched his fists.
In the past, even if the county guard saw him, he would go out to greet him, but now he takes the initiative to salute but is ignored!
It's a pity that the situation is stronger than the people. Now Zhang Liang has great power. He can be said to be one of the top five powerful people in Sichuan and Sichuan. He can decide the life or death of the Xie family with just one word. Xie Lingfeng does not dare to offend or even stand up. He can only continue to maintain his position.
A bowing posture.
However, he bowed his body and did not waste time. Xie Lingfeng secretly cursed Zhang Liang in his heart.
Dakang had emphasized martial arts over literature for many years, and most scholars looked down on soldiers.
In Xie Lingfeng's eyes, Zhang Liang was just an illiterate and vulgar soldier, and now he was just deliberately showing off and making things difficult for him.
Zhang Liang read that page until he carefully put away the notebook and glanced up at Xie Lingfeng: "I thought Xie Songyun would come here in person."
When Xie Lingfeng heard this, the anger surged in his heart again!
In the feudal era, medical conditions were backward, and very few people could live to be seventy years old, so seventy years old was called ancient seventy years old.
The old head of the Xie family is over seventy years old, but Zhang Liang calls him by his first name. To the Xie family, this is disrespectful!
If someone had done this in the past, the Xie family would have turned their backs on the spot.
Fortunately, Xie Lingfeng was good at cultivating his energy, so he suppressed his anger and replied respectfully: "My father is old and frail, and has difficulty moving around, so I ordered Xiaosheng to come and see Marshal Zhang on his behalf!"
"No wonder Xie Songyun sent you here, you can really keep your composure."
Zhang Liang asked: "Tell me, why are you looking for me?"
"Dashuai Zhang followed Mr. Jin in the north to defend the enemy at the country's gate, and protected countless well-off people. His merits are immeasurable. When the good news came, the people in the south of the Yangtze River were all happy and excited. When my father heard that the marshal had come to Jiangnan in person, he was extremely excited and ordered Xiaosheng to die.
I would like to prepare a small gift to express my condolences to the commander-in-chief and all the soldiers!"
After Xie Lingfeng finished speaking, he clapped his hands outward.
The servants of the Xie family who were waiting in the yard immediately walked into the study carrying boxes of various sizes.
More than forty boxes were placed all over the floor.
Fortunately, this study room is large enough, otherwise it would not be able to fit in it.
Xie Lingfeng signaled the servant to open the box and reveal the gold, silver and jewelry inside.
Such a large amount of gold and silver was very visually impactful. Zhang Liang usually only focused on fighting wars and did not have to personally manage military supplies. This was the first time he saw so much gold and silver, and he was a little distracted for a while.
When Xie Lingfeng saw this, he couldn't help feeling proud and nodded towards the servant in charge.
The steward quickly left with his servants, and a moment later, the singers lined up and came in.
For a moment, the skirts were flying in the study room, and the fragrant breeze was blowing.
The girl who can be chosen by Xie Lingfeng will definitely have good looks.
The most important thing is that these girls have very hot figures.
Most scholars like girls who are elegant, weak and lovable, but in the countryside, people still like girls who are easy to give birth to.
The so-called good fertility means that the breasts should be big, and it would be better if the waist was thinner.
Most of the escorts are from the countryside, and the singers Xie Lingfeng selected are completely in line with their aesthetic taste.
Not to mention ordinary escorts, even Zhang Liang, who had always been extremely calm and calm, blushed slightly when he saw so many beautiful girls at once.
Fortunately, his face is dark and you can't even see it red.
Zhang Liang took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and nodded to Xie Lingfeng: "Since you are so thoughtful, I won't be polite anymore. I will accept the things, and you can go!"
Xie Lingfeng originally thought that Zhang Liang would humbly make concessions before accepting the gift. He had already thought about how to persuade him, but he did not expect that Zhang Liang did not refuse at all and agreed immediately.81Zw.????m
Xie Lingfeng can't fix this.
He hasn't had time to mention his request yet. If he leaves like this, wouldn't his trip be in vain?
Seeing Xie Lingfeng not leaving, Zhang Liang sneered in his heart and asked, "What's wrong? Do you have anything else?"
If it were normal times, Xie Lingfeng would definitely have to say a few polite words, but now he really didn't dare to be polite. He quickly continued what Zhang Liang said: "There is indeed something that I want to trouble Marshal Zhang!"
"Didn't you just say that you were grateful to us for fighting in the north and sent you some gifts to express your condolences? Why do you still have requests?"
Zhang Liang looked quite unhappy and asked impatiently: "Tell me, what's the matter?"
"You guys go down first!"
Xie Lingfeng motioned to the servant in charge to take the singer down.
Soon only Xie Lingfeng and Zhang Liang were left in the room, as well as Zhang Liang's personal guard captain.
"Commander..." Xie Lingfeng glanced at the guard captain, meaning to ask Zhang Liang to drive away the guard captain as well.
But Zhang Liang didn't accept this trick at all, and said coldly: "If you have something to say, just say it. If you don't want to say it, forget it!"
Xie Lingfeng bit his lip, then bowed and said: "Please, Marshal, let my Xie family go and return the granary!"
"Return the granary? What granary?" Zhang Liang pretended to be confused, and then showed a look of realization: "I heard that your Xie family's granary was robbed by bandits. Do you want us to help suppress the bandits?"
"Suppressing bandits?"
Xie Lingfeng was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "Yes, yes, as long as the commander helps my Xie family take back the granary, my Xie family will be very grateful!"
"What's the big thank you?" Zhang Liang asked.
"this……"
Xie Lingfeng glanced at the captain of the guard again: "Xiaosheng opened a teahouse in Changling County. A batch of top-quality new tea has just arrived recently. I would like to invite the commander to the teahouse to taste and give some advice. I wonder if the commander can do it tonight?
available?"
That teahouse was a high-end brothel, which housed all kinds of singing girls that the Xie family collected from all over the country, as well as all kinds of curiosities. It was also a place where the Xie family corrupted and wooed officials.
I don’t know how many officials fell in the teahouse and became puppets of the Xie family.
Since ancient times, heroes have struggled with beauty. As long as Zhang Liang enters the teahouse, Xie Lingfeng is confident that he can defeat him!
"No, I don't have time." Zhang Liang waved his hand and said, "Just tell me, what can you give me to express your gratitude?"
Seeing that Zhang Liang refused to take the bait, Xie Lingfeng felt a little disappointed and said helplessly: "My father said that as long as the commander returns the granary, today's gold, silver, and singers will be tripled!"
"Three times more..." Zhang Liang nodded: "Then you make arrangements and deliver the things as soon as possible. As soon as the things arrive, I will lead people to suppress the bandits!"
"The handsome man is so generous, I'll go back and make arrangements right now!"
"Then I won't give it away!" Zhang Liang waved his hand and sat back behind the desk again.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
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Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
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