"Boy, if you go to bed at night, this is not like you are marching!"
It starts from Yanmen Pass and ends at Chang'an City.
This is an extremely long distance and requires traveling day and night.
But the young general found that even if they prepared fast horses for transfer, they could not go faster.
Firstly, Zhang Xuezhou was not good at riding horses, and secondly, Zhang Xuezhou fell asleep at night and could not wake up even with a slap in the face.
He experienced a bad night, and only saw Zhang Xuezhou waking up in the morning dew, and he couldn't help but complain a lot.
According to the speed at which he was traveling, he would not be able to fulfill the message on the carrier pigeon that he must leave for the capital within three days.
"General, I'm just an ordinary person, I can't stay awake at night!"
Zhang Xuezhou stretched and touched his cheek, which still had residual pain.
"I told you this before going to bed," Zhang Xuezhou groaned.
"Then you can't just sleep," the general said, "Even if we fall asleep, we must at least find a place to camp!"
"This is how I feel when I feel sleepy. I can sleep anywhere." Zhang Xuezhou said helplessly, "Please be gentler when you slap me in the face next time!"
"That face of yours was caused by your own fall off the horse," the general said angrily, "and what kind of ordinary person are you!"
The general has never seen a cultivator with such serious flaws. It's just that he is not good at riding horses, but he dares to fall asleep in the wild.
If you doze off, that's it. At least you can wake up and regain consciousness. After the other person falls asleep, he is like a corpse and cannot be woken up no matter what.
Whenever something dangerous happens, Zhang Xuezhou will definitely lose his life.
This forced the general to take on the responsibility of taking care of the situation.
He stirred up the bonfire and flipped a deer over and grilled it.
Camping in the wild will welcome all kinds of visitors, and the deer that bumped into his hand was one of them. There were also some poisonous insects that were not suitable for the entrance and he threw them away a few meters away.
The current speed obviously cannot keep up with the planned plan, and the general simply smashed the cans and was too lazy to eat those hard marching rations.
"I have a drowsy problem, and I am afraid that I will be bitten by snakes and insects when I fall asleep at night, so I learned a little bit about how to enter the country." Zhang Xuezhou complained: "I shouldn't be considered a cultivator for someone like me, right?"
"..."
The general was speechless when he heard that Zhang Xuezhou's practice in entering the country was only to drive away snakes and insects.
Ordinary people can step into the threshold of spiritual practice at a young age. This is a unique qualification.
If such a person is placed in a military area, some generals will definitely rush to get him.
It doesn't take too long, as long as such a genius practices for three to five years, the opponent will have good spell skills, so that he can contribute to the army.
This is true even if Zhang Xuezhou has a problem with sleeping at night.
Hearing that Zhang Xuezhou was not interested in becoming a cultivator, the general only lamented the loss of talents within the Han Dynasty.
If the huge talents cannot be gathered together and twisted into a rope to make the Han Dynasty powerful to a terrifying height, border disputes will always exist.
No peace talks, no agreements, no compromises are of any use. Only strength can make the Han Dynasty stand on its own.
This kind of strength will not be strong because of one person, but requires the cooperation of thousands of trickles.
The general is fortunate that the current court is constantly working towards this path.
Yanmenguan's recommendation of Zhang Xuezhou was just a small case, as such things continued to happen everywhere in the Han Dynasty.
There are mediocre people, liars, and talents among them.
There are also people like Zhang Xuezhou who are half genius and half defective.
But used correctly, these guys can undoubtedly be useful.
He tore off a deer's leg and handed it to Zhang Xuezhou, and took another for himself. He kept introducing the current measures for recommending talents in the Han Dynasty.
"It turns out that our monarch is His Majesty Emperor Jing!"
Zhang Xuezhou listened for a long time and finally extracted the only useful information.
He is currently unable to serve as a talent reserve for the Han Dynasty, and he is not useful enough for people to offend a great magician from the Holy Land.
Moreover, if someone knew that he was involved with the Holy Land, it would be a good idea not to regard Zhang Xuezhou as an enemy.
"Yes, His Majesty Emperor Jing is a blessing to our Han Dynasty because of his diligence and love for the people." The general said with a smile: "You are young and have not experienced the wars in the past. His Majesty Emperor Jing made our Han Dynasty come out of disintegration and continue to grow strong enough."
Fighting against foreign races, his life's deeds can be described as brilliant and dazzling. Let me tell you, eighteen years ago..."
"The general seems young, but he has experienced so much!"
As a subject of the Han Dynasty, Zhang Xuezhou didn't know who the king was, so the general had to quickly blind Zhang Xuezhou and mention all the important things that Emperor Jing had done in the past.
When Zhang Xuezhou sighed with emotion, he blushed slightly.
"I have never experienced many things. I heard them all from my father," the general said. "You haven't joined the army, so don't keep calling me general. Just call me by my name!"
"But I don't know your name," Zhang Xuezhou complained.
"Take a look at the 'bamboo knot'," the general said with a smile.
"What's Zhang?"
Zhang Xuezhou looked at the bamboo slips and felt that this was the result of his lack of education in the Chinese language.
He stared at the characters on the bamboo slips and apparently found another character he didn't recognize.
"My name is Zhang Qian. If not Zhang, you can also call me Ziwen!"
"Fingerprints? What a strange name!"
"The son is the son of various schools of thought, and the writing is the writing of culture and civilization." Zhang Qian said: "This is my cousin's name. Your surname is Zhang, what is your cousin's name?"
"Character?"
Zhang Xuezhou thought about Zhang Erbao, who was named by Zhang Zhong, and felt that his name was a bit difficult to choose. He had just finished teasing Zhang Qian, and if he said his real name, he would definitely be laughed at by Zhang Qian in turn.
"My cousin is Manqian!"
Zhang Xuezhou opened his mouth and used Zhang Manqian's name temporarily.
"Chu Ci said, the road is far away, I will search up and down." Zhang Qian said: "Your nickname is very good, it seems that it was chosen for you by someone with lofty ideals."
"That's right" Zhang Xuezhou nodded.
"Qian is a beautiful word for people," Zhang Qian said: "The overall meaning of your word is very good."
"So, my name is good?"
"very good!"
Zhang Qian's attitude was extremely serious, and he also analyzed the name Zhang Xuezhou used casually.
Compared to Zhang Xuezhou, Zhang Qian undoubtedly prefers to call him Zhang Manqian.
This made Zhang Xuezhou miserable, and he felt a little strange when being called by Zhang Qian.
"Just call me Xue Zhou!"
"Okay, Manqian!"
After revising the title thirteen times on the road, Zhang Xuezhou finally gave up the idea of ​​persuading Zhang Qian.
"Manqian, tell me what it's like over there in the Fierce Country!"
Running continuously, Zhang Qian told Zhang Xuezhou many things about the Han Dynasty, but he felt that his limited knowledge base had been emptied.
After thinking about the remaining days of travel, Zhang Qian had no choice but to actively shift the conversation and let Zhang Xuezhou talk about the foreign country beyond the Great Wall.