"Boy, you go to bed at night. Isn't this a marching posture?"

Taking Yanmen Pass as the starting point, the end point is set in Chang'an City.

This is an extremely long distance, and it takes a long journey day and night.

But the young generals found that even if they prepared a quick horse for transfer, they would not be able to speed up.

First, Zhang Xuezhou is not good at riding a horse, and second, Zhang Xuezhou sleeps at night and can't wake up even if he slapped him.

After a bad night, he saw Zhang Xuezhou awake in the morning dew, and he couldn't help but complain.

At the moment of traveling, he couldn't make it easier for the carrier pigeon to mention that "you must go to the capital within three days."

"General, I am just an ordinary person and can't stay asleep at night!"

Zhang Xuezhou stretched out and touched his cheeks that still had the pain left.

"I told you about this before going to bed," Zhang Xuezhou groaned.

"Then you can't just sleep," the general said, "Even if we fall asleep, we have to find a camping place!"

"This is how I feel when I feel sleepy, I can sleep anywhere," Zhang Xuezhou said helplessly: "Please be gentler next time you slap your face!"

"Your face was broken by yourself," the general said angrily: "And you are an ordinary person!"

The general had never seen a cultivator with such great flaws. It would be fine if he was not good at riding a horse, but he would fall asleep if he dared to fall in the wild.

It would be fine if you dozed off, but at least you could wake up from your senses. After falling asleep, the other party was like a corpse and could not wake up.

Whenever there are some risks, Zhang Xuezhou will definitely lose his life.

This forced the general to take on the responsibility of taking care of him.

He plucked the bonfire and flipped a deer to barbecue.

The camping camp in the wild welcomes all kinds of visitors. The deer in his hand belongs to one of them, and some poisonous insects that are not suitable for the entrance were thrown several meters away by him.

Now the speed is obviously not up to the scheduled plan, so the general simply threw his jar and was too lazy to eat those tough marching rations.

"I have a sleepy habit, for fear of being bitten to death by snakes and insects after falling asleep at night, so I learned a little about entering the country." Zhang Xuezhou complained: "As I like, probably I am not a practitioner, right?"

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Hearing that Zhang Xuezhou's entry practice was only used to drive away snakes and insects, the general was speechless for a moment.

It is a qualification that ordinary people can step into the threshold of cultivation at a young age.

If such a person is placed in the military region, some generals will inevitably rush to ask for it.

It doesn't take too long. If such a genius practices for three or five years, the other party will have good magic skills, so that he can work with the army.

Even if you have a problem with Zhang Xuezhou sleeping at night, the same is true.

Hearing that Zhang Xuezhou was disrespectful to himself as a cultivator, the general only lamented that there were many talents in the Han Dynasty.

If the huge talents cannot be gathered together and twisted into a rope and strengthened the Han Dynasty to a terrible height, the disputes on the frontier will always exist.

No matter how peace, agreement, or compromise is useful, only by being strong can the Han Dynasty stand firm.

This kind of power will not be strong because of a person, but requires the cooperation of thousands of trickles.

The general is glad that the current imperial court is constantly working hard on this path.

The recommendation of Zhang Xuezhou at Yanmen Pass is just a very small case, such things happen constantly in every part of the Han Dynasty.

Among them are mediocre, liar, and talented.

There are also half-talented and half-defective people like Zhang Xuezhou.

But as long as it is used properly, these people can undoubtedly be useful.

He tore off a deer leg and handed it to Zhang Xuezhou, and took another copy for himself, constantly introducing the recommendation measures of current talents in the Han Dynasty.

"It turns out that our king is His Majesty Emperor Jing!"

After listening for a long time, Zhang Xuezhou finally extracted the only useful information.

He is unable to make a talent reserve for the Han Dynasty, and his usefulness is not enough to make people mess with a great spell master in the holy land.

And if you touch your whole body, if you know that he is involved with the Holy Land, it would be good not to regard Zhang Xuezhou as a hostile person.

"Yes, Your Majesty Emperor Jing is diligent in his work and loves the people, which is a blessing for our Han Dynasty." The general smiled and said, "You are young and have not experienced the past years of war. Your Majesty Emperor Jing let our Han Dynasty emerge from the disintegration, and continue to be powerful enough to compete with the alien race. The deeds of life are brilliant and dazzling. I tell you, eighteen years ago..."

"The general doesn't seem to be very old, he has experienced so much!"

As a citizen of the Han Dynasty, Zhang Xuezhou did not know who the king was. The general had to quickly blind Zhang Xuezhou and mentioned various major things that Emperor Jing had done in the past.

Only when Zhang Xuezhou sighed, he blushed slightly.

"I have many things I haven't experienced, all from my father," said the general: "If you haven't joined the army, don't keep calling me General, just call me my name!"

"But I don't know your name," Zhang Xuezhou complained.

"You flip through the 'bamboo joints'" the general smiled.

"What?"

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the bamboo slips and felt that the consequences of his lack of education in Chinese were coming.

He stared at the words on the bamboo slips and obviously found another word he didn't recognize.

"My name is Zhang Qian, no matter what, you can call me Ziwen!"

"Fingerprint? What a strange name!"

"Zi is the son of all schools of thought, and literature is the literary text of cultural civilization." Zhang Qian said: "This is my character "大大, your surname is Zhang, what is the character "大"?"

"Table word?"

Zhang Xuezhou thought about Zhang Erbao, who was named by Zhang Chong, and felt that his name was a bit unstoppable. He had just finished laughing at Zhang Qian, and as long as he told his real name, he would definitely be ridiculed by Zhang Qian in reverse.

"My name is Manqian!"

Zhang Xuezhou came out and used Zhang Manqian's name temporarily.

"Chu Ciyun, the road is far and wide, and I will search up and down," Zhang Qian said: "Your word for prose is very good, and it seems that it is also a word for prose that a person with lofty hearts has taken for you."

"That's it," Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

"The beautiful character of Qiannai people" Zhang Qian said: "The overall meaning of your character "is excellent."

"So, is my name very 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 that he had a strange feeling when he was called by Zhang Qian.

"Just ask me to learn the boat!"

"Okay, Man Qian!"

After the Lutuan was revised thirteen times, Zhang Xuezhou finally gave up on the idea of ​​persuading Zhang Qian.

"Manqian, tell me what the evil country looks like!"

After rushing around, Zhang Qian told Zhang Xuezhou about many related aspects of the Han Dynasty. He felt that his limited knowledge base had been emptied.

After thinking about the remaining few days, Zhang Qian had to start to take the initiative to transfer his voice and ask Zhang Xuezhou to talk about a foreign country outside the border.
Chapter completed!