() There is no dead end, there is always a boat to cross.
If the general didn't take away the goods arbitrarily, then things would have turned around.
Leader Tian stood up. Although Zhang Han was the strongest, he was only responsible for escorting them all the way and could not be considered the person in charge.
"Please forgive me, general, for this batch of goods was ordered by the eldest son of Taichang Mansion and cannot be delivered to you."
"Oh? Eldest Young Master?"
With a sound of doubt, the general became troubled. He was personally entrusted by the Second Young Master to escort a batch of goods to prevent bandits from causing trouble. However, he did not report this matter to the military headquarters. This was a violation of military law, not to mention Tianye.
The goods should be given to the eldest son. If the eldest son is offended, the consequences will be disastrous.
But if such a small thing cannot be handled well, it will leave a bad impression on the second young master in the future, making it even more difficult to take a step forward in the future.
"How can you prove it based on your one-sided words?"
"There is no need to prove it. The general only needs to rest for a while, and someone will come naturally. I informed the eldest son last night."
They each sat down and didn't talk any more.
As if to confirm Tian Ye's words, it really only took a moment for a person and a horse to appear in everyone's eyes.
With the tenth level of Qi Refining Technique greatly enhancing his body, Zhang Han's eyesight was astonishing. He could already see the person coming from a hundred meters away. He was wearing a green shirt, with long fluffy hair naturally hanging on the back of his head.
A wine gourd, sitting leisurely on horseback, shaking his head, the most carefree.
Zhang Han couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, what a green-shirted drinker.
The general had extraordinary strength, so he could clearly see the person coming. He stood up quickly, took a few strides towards the official road, clasped his fists, and said loudly, "Captain Ma of the government army, I have met Mr. Ouyang."
Before anyone arrives, the sound is already approaching.
"You're welcome. I'm an idler, I don't hold an official position, and I don't need any courtesy."
"Sir, you are joking. Since you are here, I will leave first."
Mr. Ouyang did not stop him and allowed the army to leave.
The people have arrived, but the enemy is far away.
Everyone was shocked. Just showing up to say hello scared off the five hundred troops. It seemed that the green-shirted drinker must have amazing strength.
Zhang Han did not dare to neglect, stood up and said, "Zhang Han has met Mr. Ouyang."
The gentleman dismounted leisurely without replying. He unscrewed the wine gourd at his waist and took a big sip. Then he looked at Zhang Han and said, "Not bad, not bad. He has such cultivation at such a young age. He is truly a hero among men."
"
Tian Tian followed up and came forward to greet him, but everyone looked shabby again.
"I am a swashbuckling swordsman. Little brothers, I don't need to be more polite. I have been at the young prince's house for several days this time. I didn't expect to hear that you outsmarted Lan Simu. You did it extremely brilliantly. So,
Come and see for yourself, let’s go, we’re on our way, the eldest son has already prepared a banquet to welcome you all.”
Zhang Han was puzzled as to why the news of what had just happened had already reached Taichang City. After asking carefully, he learned that the messenger arranged by Ye Ye had reported the entire operation, and the result was naturally praised by the eldest son.
While walking leisurely, Zhang Han wanted to check the blue-shirted swordsman's data several times, but he still held back. It was impolite to actively check the opponent's data in this game. There was no need to cause trouble.
In the Thai Prince's Mansion, Mr. Ouyang led Zhang Han and others in through a side door.
Entering the mansion of such a distinguished person for the first time, Zhang Han couldn't help but look around again. There were ancient individual rooms, a small courtyard decorated with small trees and rockeries, and neatly dressed young men walking around in a hurry.
On this wide gravel path.
It took about a stick of incense to finally arrive at the destination. Zhang Han looked up and saw a shining golden plaque on the stone gate with the two characters Dongyuan written on it. It was majestic and powerful.
There was a handsome young man in brocade clothes at the door, with piercing eyes. He was standing with his hands behind his back, looking at everyone with a smile. No need to guess, this was the rumored eldest young man.
Mr. Ouyang nodded slightly and said, "I have lived up to my trust, and several young heroes have been brought here."
Before everyone could greet him, the eldest son took the lead and said with a smile, "Thank you for your help this time. Please, let's chat while drinking."
Everyone sat down one after another. The eldest son raised his wine glass, looked at Zhang Han and others one by one, looked around, and said with a smile, "Let us drink this glass first."
At this time, a young man suddenly came in, whispered a few words in the eldest son's ear, and then left silently.
The smile on the eldest son's face did not diminish, he still drank it down in one gulp, and then said, "This time you have obtained this precious Lan Simu for me, Xiao Wang is really happy, but just now my servants reported that there is a cart of fake Lan Simu.
, I wonder if you all know this?”
Tian Ye immediately stood up, clasped his fists and said, "It's impossible. We were closely guarded all the way. No accidents happened. Please take a closer look, young prince."
"Since everything went smoothly, could it be that you were swapped before you got it? Oh, there was also a good show of civet cat for prince. I didn't expect that just a few pieces of wood would cause so many troubles, but with these quantities
It’s enough, you don’t need to panic, I will still reward this fake one according to the price of Lan Simu.”
Zhang Han thought to himself that everyone had cooperated very well along the way, and it was considered a concerted effort. He originally planned to eat the batch of Lan Simu alone, but now it seems that it is a bit unkind. Miss Ruolan racked her brains and tried her best.
Later, Gang Leader Tian even summoned hundreds of subordinates, which was a huge waste of manpower. He felt that he could not be blamed for a mere amount of money.
"Let me tell you, young prince, it's up to me to answer this question for you."
As Zhang Han narrated the story that happened in Fengyun Gang's house, everyone cheered, and the young prince even clapped his hands several times.
"Haha, today is an eye-opener for me. It is said that you have a good plan, and I have a ladder. It is nothing more than that. This brother Zhang Han is really very smart and has extraordinary strength. I think you have half a foot.
Stepping into the realm of transformation, I wonder if there is a famous teacher right now?"
This was the second time he heard about the realm. The last time he heard about the realm from Mr. Zhou, he couldn't get an answer after asking. Today, the young prince saw through it again. He was even more confused and asked directly, "No."
To tell you the truth, young prince, I have never been a master, so I have tried everything on my own, so I have never heard of the realm of transformation, so I would like to ask young prince to tell you something."
Unexpectedly, the young prince laughed again and said, "Everyone in the world says that if you haven't perfected your qi training, you don't know the complexity of the transformation state. How can you know what will happen after the transformation state before Xiao Wang has perfected it? However, Mr. Ouyang can answer it for you.
One or two, okay, come on, heroes, let’s continue drinking.”
Zhang Han was inexplicably surprised. It turned out that Mr. Ouyang, the blue-shirted swordsman, was actually a senior in Transformation Realm. He wanted to go up and ask for advice immediately, but since the two of them were sitting too far apart, he had to suppress his thoughts and watch the song and dance absent-mindedly.
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This young prince is very hospitable, but he is a heavy drinker despite his young age. I saw that he, Tian Ye and others all had one drink at a time, and their drinking capacity was really astonishing.
After drinking for three rounds, everyone was in a trance and a little drunk. From the eyes of the field to the woman on the dance floor, we can know that his brain has been occupied by desire at this moment. Looking at the voluptuous breasts and willow branches gradually revealing his waist, he has already
Self-cultivation to have a piercing eye, of course, is what it looks like.
At this moment, a bald man opposite Zhang Han relieved him. He suddenly stood up and said loudly, "Little prince, this kind of singing and dancing is really boring. It's better for me to arrange a few people to fight.
Do you think so?"
It's your sister. Tian Tian looked at the slowly retreating dancer and became so angry that he even took off his pants. You called him to fight with each other and compete with each other in terms of marksmanship?
The young prince seemed to have long been tired of this kind of singing and dancing. Hearing the bald man's suggestion, he immediately clapped his hands and applauded, but he didn't know who should be arranged.
A bald man volunteered to appear, and he tore off his shirt, revealing his iron-like muscles, and a string of huge Buddhist beads hanging around his neck. He turned out to be a monk who had returned to secular life, and he seemed to have some strength in his appearance.
The young prince said, "This is Master Jiujie, the distinguished guest of my sect. He has cultivated to perfection. Is there any brave man among you who dares to fight? I will reward the winner with a thousand taels of silver."
"Amitabha, the poor monk on the mountain has been practicing ninety years of abstinence, and he has been ninety years without abstaining from the mountain. Whether or not he abstains from abstinence depends on one mind, just to explore this state of transformation. Please feel free to give me your advice."
His words revealed his martial-arts will, and everyone nodded in admiration, but no one dared to step forward to challenge him. He had perfected his Qi training, and his strength was astonishing, making it impossible for anyone to defeat him.
"Since no one dares to fight, I will come to the battlefield to recruit troops. Zhang Han, I heard that your Qi training is also perfect, do you dare to fight?"
Ding, would you like to accept the challenge of Master Jiujie? The reward is one thousand taels of silver, one thousand Taichang City reputation, fifty thousand experience, and the rest is unknown.
Looking at the expectant eyes in the room, Zhang Han slowly stood up.
"The boy has only been practicing martial arts for a short time and has little experience. I hope the master will be merciful."
This was a polite remark, but it made Master Jiujie look depressed.
"There's no need to talk nonsense. A martial arts competition means giving it your all. Is it possible that I'm still playing house games with you like a child?"
Zhang Han's face was a little embarrassed, he said no more, walked onto the dance floor, and stood up with his knife drawn.
The young prince was very excited, banged the table and started with a roar.
Neither side moved, ready to attack.
When Zhang Hantian opened his eyes, he saw that Master Jiujie actually had 6,500 HP and was at the tenth level of Qi training. It seemed that he was superior in terms of data.
The master suddenly waved the iron rod in his hand, instantly forming an iron net, and quickly approached Zhang Han.
"This is the Eight Drunken Immortals. Donor Zhang, please pay attention."
Zhang Han saw him swaying left and right, rushing forward in a zigzag pattern, and seemed a little drunk.
In an instant, the monk was already approaching, and the shadow of the stick came down from mid-air. This move was based on surprise, and there were attack points on all sides.
Zhang Han did not dodge or dodge. He had also completed his Qi training. He wanted to test the opponent's attack power. When the shadow of the stick arrived, he instantly drew his sword and slashed at the opponent with one move.
Bang, both sides take a step back.
"I didn't expect that the donor's sword skills were already at a great level and were very powerful, so the poor monk was no longer polite."
Zhang Han felt a little unsure. This time, he did not lose his own health, but he cut off 200 of the master's health. It can be seen that after accumulating momentum, the power of splitting the mountain is greater than the stick technique of his Eight Immortals.
The calculation method of this game is like this. When two moves meet, a very important aspect is the comparison of power value, but it is not entirely the case.
After one move, everyone cheered and applauded. The master threw the iron stick in his hand to the sky, and the people followed closely. They grabbed the tail of the stick in the air and rushed over again.
"Take my move, Fuhu Stick!"
(Okay, Zhang Han takes Jiujie Fuhu Stick, let me pick up your recommendation votes, haha)
