Chapter 115 Yan Cup Pei Jiu

Time flies quickly, and it is dusk in a blink of an eye. Zhang Huan came to Yan Zhenqing's mansion as promised. Yan Zhenqing's house was in Yonglefang, covering a large area, across the street from the famous house Zhang Shuo's house. The Yan family's ancestral land is in Langya, Shandong, and is a calligraphy family. It is also a famous family in the Tang Dynasty. Yan Zhenqing himself studied under Zhang Xu. During the Kaiyuan period, he became a Jinshi and served as the supervisor of the censor for four times. Later, he had a feud with Yang Guozhong and was demoted to the governor of Pingyuan County. After the Anshi Rebellion broke out, he contacted his brother Yan Gaoqing to promote his righteousness in Hebei, led 200,000 rebels, effectively restraining An Lushan's strategy of going south.

Nearly twenty years have passed in a flash, and the battle clothes have become dusty and clouds, and the world has spread to the sky and the years have not been known.

At this time, Yan Zhenqing had been gradually forgotten by the court. In May, he was thundering in Hanyuan Hall, attracting countless people to praise, but after all, Lian Po was old, and since then he has been silent again.

Yan Zhenqing's daughter is Pei Jun's wife. She died of excessive blood loss when she gave birth to Pei Ying at an age. She loved her house and became Yan Zhenqing's most precious granddaughter. Seeing that her granddaughter had grown up, Yan Zhenqing also began to worry about his lifelong affairs. There were countless heroic young men in Chang'an, but Yan Zhenqing only took a fancy to one person, that is Zhang Huan, who was attacking the capital of the Uighurs.

He brought this matter to Pei Jun more than once, but Pei Jun refused to reply to him. Until the day before yesterday, Pei Jun took the initiative to find him and asked him to do this. Yan Zhenqing was overjoyed and immediately sent a post to Zhang Huan.

"Here is here! Here!"

Several servants who were guarding the steps saw dozens of horses coming from afar, and immediately ran back to report to the master. Soon, Zhang Huan came to the front of the mansion with dozens of personal soldiers. Yan Zhenqing had already come out to greet him after hearing the news. His sons were all officials from other places, and the grandson Pei Mingyuan was following him. Yan Zhenqing did not know Zhang Huan, but Pei Mingyuan had a relationship with Zhang Huan, so he volunteered to accompany him.

Zhang Huan saw Yan Zhenqing at a glance. Although he was nearly seventy years old, he was still tall and powerful. Zhang Huan immediately got off his horse and stepped forward to give a long salute, "The younger generation Zhang Huan, who was the last student, met Duke of Lu County!"

Yan Zhenqing laughed loudly, and he hurriedly stepped forward to support Zhang Huan, looked up and down and praised: "It turns out that he is a young man. General Zhang can give him face and give him a glimpse of his face. I thank you in advance."

At this time, Pei Mingyuan also stepped forward to greet him and said, "Brother Go, we will meet again after we part in Taiyuan."

Zhang Huan also hurriedly replied, "Zhang Huan has been grateful to receive the favor of Brother Mingyuan in Taiyuan."

Seeing that they were quite friendly, Yan Zhenqing felt relieved, so he patted Pei Mingyuan on the shoulder and smiled at Zhang Huan: "My grandson traveled all over the place, went east to Japan and west to Dashi. Next time, General Zhang defeated the Uighurs, it would be best to use him as a guide."

Zhang Huan's interest increased greatly, "Brother Mingyuan wants to give me some good talk."

"Go and talk inside!" Yan Zhenqing pulled Zhang Huan into the door without saying a word.

Yan Zhenqing's family banquet was set up in the warm cabinet, with only five seats. In addition to the three of them, another young man was also present. When he saw Zhang Huan come in, he rushed forward to salute. Yan Zhenqing smiled and introduced to Zhang Huan, "This is one of my disciples. The poems are very good, but unfortunately no one appreciates them. General Zhang might as well get to know him."

When Zhang Huan heard that Yan Zhenqing had the intention of introducing this person to him, he couldn't help but look at him carefully. He saw that this person had a pretty face, was polite in every move, and had a good impression of his heart, so he bowed to him and said, "My brother, the surname is noble?"

"In Xia Mengjiao, people from Wuxing County."

"Meng Jiao?" Zhang Huan thought twice, then smiled slightly, "I have been busy with things there these days. Brother Meng is willing to come and help?"

Meng Jiao was overjoyed. He had failed the imperial examinations for two consecutive times and lived in poverty. His mother at home had no money to support him. Although he was well-off from Yan Zhenqing, it was not a long-term solution. If he could find a job in Tianqi Camp, he would have a day to make a name for himself in the future and would allow his mother to enjoy the happiness.

He hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, General Zhang!"

Zhang Huan took a famous sage and handed it to him, "Click on the address above and go to find a Mr. Li, and I said I asked you to come."

Yan Zhenqing agreed without hesitation, which showed his trust in him. He was moved and hurriedly asked Zhang Huan to sit down. Zhang Huan smiled and glanced at him. Seeing that the seat next to him was empty, he couldn't help but smile and said, "I don't know who has not arrived yet, so I should punish him for three cups!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a long green dress appeared in front of her. Zhang Huan was stunned and looked up and saw that it was Pei Ying standing in front of her. She saw that she had red lips and pink skin, and her snowy skin was crystal clear, looking extremely delicate. She sat down and smiled at Zhang Huan Yanran and said, "Since the little woman is coming late, she is indeed punished for three cups!"

After saying that, she flipped her bare hands and took three wine glasses and poured them all over. She raised the first glass and said, "This glass of wine apologizes for the little woman looking for the general on the boat to Bijian!"

She drank it all, then picked up another glass of wine and smiled, "This is an apology to the general for the afternoon verbal collision!"

She drank the wine again, and at this time her cheeks were slightly red. Pei Mingyuan quickly dissuaded, "Drinke slowly!"

Pei Ying ignored him, and she picked up the third glass of wine and smiled at Zhang Huan: "This last glass is General Xie's trust in my grandfather."

Seeing Pei Ying sip her last glass of wine, Zhang Huan sighed with gaze: "Ms. Pei is indeed a hero among girls, which is admirable!"

Pei Ying smiled slightly, but her wonderful eyes glanced out the window. Outside the window, the autumn scenery was full of autumn, a century-old osmanthus tree was blooming in full bloom, full of golden eyes, and the fragrance of flowers was swaying.

Seeing that she no longer paid attention to her, Zhang Huan smiled and picked up the wine glass and said to Yan Zhenqing: "I sent troops to the Uighurs to send troops without authorization. According to military law, I should be killed. However, because Duke Lu County made me famous for making my teacher Zhang Qubing. I want to thank Duke Lu County for this first glass of wine."

After saying that, he drank it all in one go with great pleasure. Yan Zhenqing gently stroked his long beard and smiled without saying a word.

Zhang Huan filled himself with another cup and said to Pei Mingyuan: "Just now, the Duke of Lu County said that Brother Pei had been to Dashi West, but I wonder how Dashi Black Clothing is now?"

Pei Mingyuan smiled faintly and said, "The black-clothed food and food are used to fight every year. The national strength has long declined. The two cities of Jerusalem and Damascus are in decline. The people live in poverty, but the nobles still spend money and spend money like soil. If Talas fights again today, my Tang Dynasty will be afraid of him!"

"But the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty are not owned by the imperial court, they are just guardian dogs of aristocratic families. They can't even get Hexi, Anxi, and Beiting. How dare you talk about fighting Dashi again?"

The person who spoke was Meng Jiao. He kept silent, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he hit the current problems of the court. Zhang Huan nodded secretly. No wonder he had no way to defect to him. How many people like to listen to these words that are not conscious of the current affairs.

Zhang Huan looked at Pei Mingyuan again and saw how furious he was. Unexpectedly, Pei Mingyuan was silent for a long time but nodded, "Brother Meng said it well. In fact, Tubo has experienced civil strife several times. It was no longer the barbarian army that had been wearing hundreds of thousands of armor. Their population was originally small, and they also plundered millions of Tang people as slaves. Life became increasingly arrogant and luxurious. The maximum number of soldiers available was only 30,000 to 50,000. The Uighurs were famined every year, and there were many factions inside and internal strife. The uprising of Liuxia people was surging. The Uighurs were unable to control Anxi and Beiting. Our Tang Dynasty could only control tens of thousands of soldiers and horses. It was because the court had no soldiers available and the various families checked and balanced each other, and no one was willing to serve the country. This led to the Western Regions still being in the hands of the Tubo people and the Uighurs today."

Speaking of this, Pei Mingyuan raised his glass and sighed: "Why don't a man bring Wu Gou and collect the fifty states of Guanshan!"

Zhang Huan raised a glass of wine and smiled and said, "People say they are traveling thousands of miles and reading thousands of books. Brother Pei's knowledge has opened his eyes. This glass of wine is to be a toast."

Pei Mingyuan quickly raised his glass, saying that he didn't dare to drink with Zhang Huan. Zhang Huan lowered his head and smiled, poured another glass of wine to Meng Jiao, "Zhang Huan is a mediocre person. With his high vision, he is so proud of me. I feel so sorry for this glass of wine to toast to Mr. "

Meng Jiao was moved to see him giving him enough face, and raised his glass to return to him. He drank it all at once, but he drank too hard, which made him cough continuously. Zhang Huan smiled apologetically and glanced at Pei Ying again. Seeing that she had been listening to their conversation, she showed a leisurely look of yearning in her eyes. He remembered her words on the boat that hated being a daughter. He raised his glass and said to Pei Ying: "Without the generous gift of the young lady, and without the bloody battle of the young lady guards, Zhang Huan has long been a dry bone on the banks of the Wei River. Zhang Huan is a person who remembers his kindness. Today I would like to pay a cup to Miss Pei."

Pei Ying smiled with a pursed lips, and a small dimples appeared on her pretty face, which looked delicate and charming. She also picked up the wine glass and said to Zhang Huan: "The general is going to serve the country, so I will help you. If I go to travel around, I can't help you."

At this time, Pei Mingyuan next to him smiled and suggested, "When talking about traveling around, I have always wanted to go to Tingyuxuan opposite me for a drink. Today is a beautiful scenery. Why don't we move to Tingyuxuan opposite me to continue drinking and enjoying the autumn water and lotus, how about grandpa?"

Yan Zhenqing was slightly stunned. Seeing Pei Mingyuan winked at him, he immediately understood and laughed: "Okay! I also thought this place was too stuffy, it's good to change the place."

Pei Mingyuan pulled Meng Jiao first. Zhang Huan was about to get up, but Yan Zhenqing grabbed him. Pei Ying's face suddenly turned red, and she ran away from the small door next to her in shame.

Seeing that everyone around him had left, Yan Zhenqing said sincerely to Zhang Huan, "My granddaughter has a high vision and is not a hero in the world, so she is still in the boudoir. Her father has given me the decision on her lifelong affairs. I always thought that General Zhang rushed to the Uighurs' nest for thousands of miles, and could be called my hero of the Tang Dynasty. Moreover, I know that General Zhang is not married yet, so I wonder if General Zhang is interested in her?"

After saying that, Yan Zhenqing stared at Zhang Huan with bright eyes. As long as he nodded, he immediately announced that he was his grandson-in-law. Zhang Huan was silent. Of course, he knew that this was Pei Jun's greatest favor for him and marry his most beloved daughter to him. But the question is, if he could promise to be his Pei Jun's son-in-law, why would he refuse to be the heir of the Zhang family? Whether it is the head of the Zhang family or the son-in-law of the Pei family, the final result is the same. He will be controlled by others and become a pawn for others. Will Pei Jun draw a piece of land and let him Zhang Huan develop freely?

No! He was only thinking about how to make himself serve the Pei family to the greatest extent and become a dog of the Pei family, just like Zhu Xicai, who has been loyal to the Cui family for many years and finally died for the master. Living examples are placed in front of him, Zhang Huan. Yes, even if Cui Yuan wants to marry Cui Ning to him at this moment, he will refuse without hesitation.

He wanted to marry Pei Ying and Cui Ning, but he would never marry them under such circumstances.

Of course, Zhang Huan was also very clear about the result of rejecting Pei Jun. With his deep scheming and spurious methods, he was no less than Cui Yuan. However, since Zhang Huan had decided to embark on this bloody road, how could he be attracted by the scenery in the middle? At this moment, he was drunk and had a sudden passion in his heart. What is the Li Shi's turn against him, Cui Yuan's threat, Pei Jun's win over, Cui Xiaofu's use, he didn't care about all of them. In his eyes, there were only 30,000 miles of magnificent mountains and rivers, and only 800 years of thousands of nations came to pay homage. He smiled faintly and shook his head slowly at Yan Zhenqing.

"What kind of virtue is Zhang Huan? How can you dare to call him a 'hero'? I will take over the meaning of Pei Xiang and Duke of Lu County. If one day I, Zhang Huan, lead my army to regain the former land of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty, if Miss Pei was still not married at that time, I would definitely come to ask for marriage, but now I have no idea of ​​marrying a wife."

After Zhang Huan finished speaking, he suddenly found a green shadow floating quickly in the crack of the door.

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It was already dark, and Zhang Huan left Yan Zhenqing's mansion. Although he barely finished drinking in the end, Pei Ying never showed up again. Zhang Huan couldn't help but smile bitterly, why did the two women he liked happen to be the daughters of Cui Yuan and Pei Jun?

The night breeze blew on his face, and Zhang Huan looked at the dark and endless street. He suddenly felt annoyed. Uncle Mute had been missing for a day and a night, and others had already attacked him. He was still talking about marriage here.

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"Who?"

A low shout from the personal soldiers woke Zhang Huan up to his thoughts. In front of him was the gate of Dong Neiyuan. A black shadow rushed out from the side of the gate. The black shadow did not dare to approach and stood three meters away. The voice was a young woman. She heard her anxiously and panic: "Please help me, General!"

"Bring her up!"
Chapter completed!