Whether or not to surrender is very important to Zhang Lu, as it affects his future destiny.
But for Yang Song, it is not that important.
If Zhang Lu doesn't surrender, he can join Zhang Lu and wait until the city is broken before surrendering.
If the Han army retreats first, he can continue to assist Zhang Lu.
Zhang Lu stayed up all night.
He was still very confused in his heart.
Early the next morning, Ms. Zhang knocked on Zhang Lu’s door.
Zhang Lu's eyes were red and he whispered: "Mother."
Mrs. Zhang said: "You haven't slept all night?"
Seeing Zhang Lu nodding, Mrs. Zhang said: "Let's have a bowl of porridge first. My mother cooked this for you."
Mrs. Zhang motioned to her maid to bring the rice porridge into Zhang Lu's room.
Different from ordinary rice porridge, Zhang added a variety of medicinal materials when cooking it, and the rice porridge is thick and has a meaty aroma.
Just a slight whiff will whet your appetite.
The maid serving the porridge didn't know how much saliva she had to swallow.
But when Zhang Lu looked at the thick porridge in front of him, he had no appetite at all.
But Mrs. Zhang stared at him, so Zhang Lu had to sit down and eat it one bite at a time, but he couldn't taste it.
"The porridge made by my mother is still as delicious as ever."
A bowl of porridge, even if Zhang Lu ate it slowly, would reach the bottom quickly.
Mrs. Zhang smiled and said: "This porridge has been added with two new herbs. Can you taste what it tastes like?"
Zhang Lu said: "The child was so fascinated by the food just now that he couldn't taste it."
Zhang said: "Mother knows that you are troubled. Please remember that you are the master of the Five Pecks of Rice Sect. The second is the prefect of Hanzhong."
This Hanzhong prefect was not granted a title by the imperial court, but he killed the previous prefect and occupied it by force.
Zhang Lu was startled, his red eyes showed a gleam of energy, and he said: "Thank you, mother, for reminding me. The child understands."
Zhang's words made Zhang Lu seem to clear away the fog and see his identity and status clearly.
Sent to Hanzhong by Liu Yan, he vigorously developed the Five Dou Rice Cult, but he was also limited to this.
He is the master of the Five Dou Rice Sect.
His goal is to promote the Five Dou Rice Cult, so that more people will join the Five Dou Rice Cult and give alms to more homeless people who have nothing to eat.
Instead of fighting with Wang Ding and going against the imperial court here.
Liu Yan agreed with him to promote the Five Dou Rice Cult, but Liu Yan died.
If Wang Ding agrees, it doesn't matter if he surrenders.
Zhang Lu didn't think Liu Zhang could resist Wang Ding alone.
If Liu Yan could live a few more years, if Liu Yan could conquer the world, his Five Pecks of Rice Sect could become a great religion in the world.
But now, this is no longer possible.
Zhang Ludao: "Mother, I want to take a rest."
Mrs. Zhang said: "You should rest, my mother has gone."
Zhang Lu slept all morning and woke up at noon.
The first order when he woke up was to ask the ghost soldiers to remove all the stones from the city gate for him.
Then he called Yang Song, Yang Ang and others, and said: "I have decided to submit to the imperial court."
Yang Ang immediately said: "My lord is wise."
Yesterday, he was left outside the city and almost peeed out of fright.
He already wanted to surrender.
Yang Song didn't say anything. Zhang Lu relaxed a little yesterday, and Yang Song wasn't surprised.
It was Zhang Lu's decision to surrender. Now that the Han army has not taken over, Yang Song could not easily show his joy.
He looked at Yang Ang and just shook his head slightly, he was still too young.
Normally, it’s okay to call the Lord Yingming, but now, wouldn’t it be clear to Zhang Lu that he wanted to surrender a long time ago?
Even after surrendering, Zhang Lu's status may not be lower than theirs.
Zhang Lu said expressionlessly: "Before that, I have to discuss something with Wang Ding."
"You guys, who is willing to go out of the city to meet Wang Ding on my behalf?" Zhang Lu looked at Yang Ang.
Yang Ang, who had just said that his lord was wise, lowered his head at this moment and did not dare to look directly at Zhang Lu.
He doesn't want to go out of the city on behalf of Zhang Lu. Zhang Lu hasn't even said what he wants to talk about. If the conditions are harsh, not only will it be difficult to negotiate, but it will anger Wang Ding. Those who leave the city may never come back.
If it can be done, it will certainly be a credit to it.
But if it works, Zhang Lu also surrenders, so what's the use of making meritorious service here.
Zhang Lu's eyes turned to Yang Song.
Yang Ang and Yang Bai are both military generals. Even if they take the initiative to ask for help, Zhang Lu will not leave it to them to handle the negotiation.
Then Zhang Lu's eyes fell on Yan Pu again.
If someone really wanted to negotiate with Wang Ding, Zhang Lu would only choose between Yang Song and Yan Pu.
But neither of them spoke.
Zhang Lu was very disappointed, but he didn't take the initiative to send anyone.
After a while, Yang Song broke the silence and said: "What does the Lord want to discuss with Wang Ding?"
Zhang Ludao: "I surrender to the imperial court, but the king must not interfere with the Five Dou Rice Sect, nor can he suppress the Five Dou Rice Sect."
After a pause, Zhang Lu continued: "It would be better if he is willing to support me."
Yang Song said: "I am willing to go out of the city and give it a try. If I can't, please don't blame me."
Zhang Lu said with a smile: "If you sir go there, this matter will definitely come true."
Then Zhang Lu put away his smile and said: "I don't worry about you going out of the city alone. I still need a general to escort you."
He looked at Yang Ang, who had his head lowered, and said: "Yang Ang, you will escort your husband to the Han army camp. If anything happens to your husband, please come and see me."
Yang Ang wanted to say that he had received a hundred military sticks before, but he still hadn't recovered yet.
But looking at Zhang Lu's gloomy face, Yang Ang didn't dare to speak. He could only lament in his mind that he was so unlucky.
If Yang Ren had not died, this job should have been left to Yang Ren.
The stones blocking the city gate have been cleared away, and Yang Song and Yang Ang went out through the city gate.
The two of them just walked out of the city gate. Wang Ding, who was in the camp, immediately received the news.
He and Jia Xu both had smiles on their faces.
"This matter seems to have been settled." Wang Ding said with a smile.
If Zhang Luruo is not ready to surrender, how can he open the city gate?
Tell Wang Ding clearly that the city gate is not sealed.
Yang Song and Yang Ang entered the Han army camp. Looking at the fierce eyes of the soldiers around him, Yang Ang's legs were spinning.
He followed Yang Song as if he was the one being protected.
Yang Song was very calm. He turned a blind eye to the looks of the soldiers around him and strolled through the camp, taking every step smoothly.
Yang Songhun didn't care about the eyes falling on him, but occasionally looked at the soldiers.
Compared with the ghost soldiers under Zhang Lu, the Han army in front of him gave him a completely different feeling.
There were no orders and no other generals were present, but these soldiers remained upright and had sharp eyes.
It is completely different from the laziness of the ghost soldiers. Many of the ghost soldiers in Hanzhong City could not stand straight even in front of Zhang Lu.
It's not that there's a problem with their attitude, it's their own habits.
After all, the ghost soldiers have never experienced the training of the Han army.
No wonder Yang Ang was following Yang Song so tremblingly that he didn't even have the courage to look at the Han soldiers.
In front of the camp gate, Yang Ang's momentum was already taken away by the Han soldiers.