Xue Poye heard his voice and immediately knew it was Zhang Hu. Looking at the baggage behind him, he naturally thought that it was Lao Tan who had ordered him to deliver the military documents.
Seeing the big package behind Zhang Hu, Xue Poye immediately felt a headache.
He quickly walked up to us and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, come on, come on, let's not get drunk today!"
"Haha, brother Xue, of course you have to drink this wine!" Zhang Hu galloped to stop next to Xue Poye, got off the horse, and praised: "Brother, you are so diligent. You actually practice boxing here. You will become a great player in the future."
Naturally, Xue Poye would not say that he was practicing boxing here because he was worried about Xiao Suzhen's condition to relieve his worries. He smiled and shook his head and said: "Brother Zhang is laughing. This is the kung fu that Brother Zhang taught to the younger brother. Naturally, the younger brother has to practice more.
, This is how I live up to Brother Zhang’s teachings!”
Zhang Hu led the horse and sighed: "Brother, I am a martial arts seedling, but we don't get together very long, so I feel really ashamed that I can't give you careful guidance. If we can get together in the future, I will naturally give you all my money."
Suddenly he smiled and said: "But I'm afraid that Brother Xue won't like it. I heard that you won the first prize in both civil and military affairs at the Lu Mansion's banquet last night. This is a great thing. Last night's banquet brought together all the literati, scholars and military officers at all levels in Hangzhou.
But you were defeated easily, I am so impressed that I fell to the ground."
Xue Poye laughed and thought in his mind: "It's not necessarily the case that all the scribes and scholars gathered together. Then Xiao Moting and the few scholars he saw at West Lake last time didn't go either?" He said in his mouth: "Brother Zhang,
You are just making a joke, little brother. If others don’t know how much he weighs, don’t you know? It’s just like a blind cat encountering a dead mouse, that’s all.”
Zhang Hu shook his head and said: "Brother, you are being humble. To be able to win the first place among so many scribes and military officers is something you can't do just by luck."
The two came to the restaurant, tied up the horses, and went upstairs to the office.
Zhang Hu put the big package on the table and said with a smile: "This is the military book that my lord ordered me to send. Haha, brother Xue, my lord really thinks highly of you. I think I will recommend you to be a general in the future and go into battle to kill the enemy."
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Xue Poye smiled faintly and opened the package. As expected, there were volumes of military books inside. "Sun Tzu's Art of War" and "Chu's Military Book" were both inside. There were dozens of volumes in total, filling the table and back.
It was cold for a while.
"Brother Xue, these military books look very simple. There is nothing special about them. They are nothing more than marching and forming, training troops and generals. I can understand them." Zhang Hu sighed: "It's just that once you really debate the art of war with others,
Come on, if the other party comes up with a question layout, but I can’t solve it, it’s a bit strange.”
Xue Poye chuckled, knowing clearly in his heart that this military book only describes some basic marching routines. Although it is simple, the content is rich and varied. Naturally, you need to read the book, but you cannot strictly stick to the art of war.
You must adapt to changes based on the military art. In the final analysis, the most important thing in the art of war is the word "change". If you don't know how to adapt and just act according to the military art, it will naturally have no effect.
If one could march and deploy an invincible army simply by understanding the art of war, then there would be too many famous generals in the world.
But naturally I couldn't say this. I first went out to order some food and wine to be brought over, then returned to my seat and said with a smile: "Has Brother Zhang ever fought in a war?"
Zhang Hu nodded and said with a smile: "I went into battle when I suppressed the rebel bandits in Qingzhou. However, this was a fight against my own Han people, which has no taste. If I go to fight a barbarian, I will definitely chop off a hundred of his heads."
Xue Poye nodded slightly. If Zhang Hu knew that he had a friend from Beihu, I don't know what his expression would be.
"Hey, come on, Brother Zhang, let's have a drink!" Xue Poye raised his glass and the two of them drank it down in one gulp.
Putting down his wine glass, Zhang Hu sighed: "I am still comfortable in Hangzhou!"
"Oh!" Xue Poye touched his nose and smiled: "Kingto is prosperous and lively, is it better than Hangzhou?"
"It's lively, but in Kyoto, fighting with Prince Yin and Prince Fu's people all day long is really...!" Zhang Hu shook his head and sighed, suddenly woke up, and hurriedly shut up.
Xue Poye was calm as usual, as if he didn't hear anything, and raised his glass: "Come on, Brother Zhang, we have few opportunities to drink. If we have the opportunity, we should drink more."
Seeing that he didn't hear clearly, Zhang Hu breathed a sigh of relief and raised his glass to drink.
Xue Poye naturally heard what he said clearly, although he was confused. After all, this person was too far away from him to know about it, and Zhang Hu obviously made a mistake. It was in everyone's interest to pretend not to hear.
"Brother Xue, I...hehe...!" Zhang Hu suddenly laughed awkwardly and hesitated, as if he had something to say.
Xue Poye smiled and said: "Brother Zhang, if you have any questions, just say it. If I can do my best, it will only be a matter of one sentence."
Zhang Hu nodded, but he was still a little embarrassed, and his face was actually a little red.
Damn it, Xue Poye felt a little funny because he was embarrassed with me.
"Brother Xue, I have something to ask of you, and I hope... I hope you won't refuse!" Zhang Hu rubbed his hands and whispered.
Xue Poye was really curious at this time. Why did this usually tough man become so shy at this time, acting like a little girl? This was the first time he saw such a shy Zhang Hu, and he felt very happy.
"Brother Zhang, just say so." Xue Poye held back his laughter and raised his hand.
Zhang Hu was silent for a moment, and finally took out a jade hairpin from his arms and handed it to Xue Poye.
Xue Poye took the hairpin and saw that the hairpin was also a high-quality jewelry, made of jasper. There was also a blue gem embedded in the head of the hairpin, which glowed faintly. Although it was very precious, it looked a bit old and not like a
New jewelry, he hurriedly said: "Brother Zhang is too polite, this hairpin is very valuable, I can't accept it!"
Zhang Hu actually gave him a hairpin, and this man gave men things... Xue Poye broke out in a cold sweat, glanced at Zhang Hu, and saw that he was still a little shy, and was surprised: "Damn it, is Brother Zhang a glass?"
Zhang Hu said hurriedly: "No, no, brother Xue misunderstood, this... this hairpin is not for you!"
Xue Poye breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that he had misunderstood Zhang Hu. Since it was not glass, it was easy to say anything. He asked, "What did Brother Zhang mean by giving me this hairpin? Brother Zhang, you and I are brothers."
, I’m not an outsider, just say whatever you want. If I can do it, I’ll do it. If I can’t, I’ll find a way to do it. If I really can’t do it, Brother Zhang won’t blame me.”
When Xue Poye said this, Zhang Hu seemed to feel relieved, and his shyness suddenly disappeared. He poured himself a full bottle of wine and drank it all, as if to cheer himself up. Then he asked: "Brother Xue, do you know this?"
Whose hairpin is it?”
Xue Poye shook his head.
"This belongs to my deceased wife!" Zhang Hu's eyes turned red and his voice trembled: "This is my love token for my deceased wife!"
Xue Poye said horrified: "Sister-in-law, she...she...!"
Zhang Hu nodded, his voice choked with sobs: "She has been gone for several years." He shook his head, looking extremely sad.
Xue Poye looked solemn and advised: "Brother Zhang, there is no need to be sad. My sister-in-law naturally doesn't want Brother Zhang to be sad under the spring."
Zhang Hu nodded, stared at the hairpin in Xue Poye's hand, and said slowly: "She and I have been childhood sweethearts since we were young. She is both talented and beautiful, and is a rare good girl. I can get her as my wife. God is so kind to me."
It's really not thin. It's a pity that she was weak and had been suffering from diseases. She finally left me three years ago. I...ah...!"
Xue Poye was shocked when he heard that his wife died of illness. He thought of Xiao Suzhen and became anxious again.
"Then Brother Zhang gave me the hairpin...?"
Zhang Hu said seriously: "Brother Xue, please give this hairpin to Hanxiang. I thank you here, brother!" After saying that, he stood up and bowed, his eyes full of requests.
"Leave it to whom?" Xue Poye's eyes widened.
"Hanxiang." Zhang Hu was a little confused by Xue Poye's big eyes, and explained uneasily: "She is Miss Xiao's personal maid, you...do you remember?"
Xue Poye opened his mouth but said nothing.
It was so shocking. It turned out that Brother Zhang had been thinking about that beautiful little girl.
I'm eyeing her young lady, you're eyeing her maid, it's interesting, it's really interesting.
"Xue...Brother Xue, you...you must agree!" Zhang Hu's voice was dry.
Xue Poye was stunned for a long time, then said: "Brother Zhang, it turns out...it turns out that you have fallen in love with Hanxiang, are you going to use this hairpin as a token?" But in his heart, he felt that it would be inappropriate to use this hairpin as a token, after all.
It was a keepsake with my ex-wife, and if I took it out to make incense, I felt a little sorry for that little girl.
Zhang Hu waved his hands repeatedly, shook his head and said: "Brother Xue, don't get me wrong, this... Hey, to tell you the truth, Hanxiang's appearance is exactly the same as that of his late wife. Even her voice and smile are exactly the same. I was surprised the first time I saw her.
No, if I hadn’t buried my deceased wife with my own hands, I’d probably think she wasn’t dead at all.”
Only then did Xue Poye understand that there was such a reason. No wonder he saw Zhang Hu staring at Hanxiang that day, and his eyes were very gentle. Now it seems that Hanxiang was regarded by Zhang Hu as his dead wife.dd