"Captain Zhang, please come inside!"
Sun Jian waved his hand and smiled.
Until this moment, he still had not confirmed Zhang Heng's identity, but he was a little surprised when he saw Zhang Heng's gentle appearance.
Facing Dong Zhuo's army, he was able to win consecutive battles. In Sun Jian's imagination, Zhang Heng should be a fierce man like himself, but who would have imagined that Zhang Heng was a weak scholar.
"Thank you, Brother Wen!"
Seeing that Sun Jian was polite but distant, Zhang Heng shamelessly grabbed Sun Jian's hand and prepared to play with him.
Sun Jian suddenly frowned and showed displeasure.
Zhang Ziyi is too ignorant to advance or retreat.
Just when he was about to have an attack, he suddenly heard Zhang Heng laugh and say: "Last year when I was in Luoyang, I often heard my uncle mention Brother Wentai's bravery. When I saw him today, he really lived up to his reputation."
"This..." Sun Jian frowned, "May I ask who your uncle is?"
"Oh, Brother Wentai doesn't know!"
Zhang Heng's face was full of surprise, and then he slapped his head and suddenly shouted: "It's my fault, but I forgot to mention it. So that Brother Wentai knows that my uncle is the Taiwei, Zhang Boxen!"
At the critical moment, Zhang Heng once again pulled Zhang Wen's tiger skin.
"Ziyi is actually Duke Boshen's nephew!"
Sun Jian was really shocked this time. No wonder Zhang Yi said that he was an old friend of Nanyang.
"Exactly."
Zhang Heng smiled happily.
"So, Duke Bo Shen also participated in the challenge against Dong?" Sun Jian asked quickly, his expression a little more intimate.
Hearing this, Zhang Heng shook his head and sighed.
"As a great man and a loyal man, my uncle is at odds with Dong's thieves, so he naturally wants to attack Dong. But now Luoyang is controlled by Dong's thieves, and my uncle cannot escape. That's why I ordered you to go to the Suanzao Alliance."
"So that's it." Sun Jian also sighed sadly.
"I thought that all the Suizao princes were righteous and would be able to attack Luoyang and rescue the emperor. Who knew that they were afraid of Dong Ruhu and did not dare to send troops. As a last resort, I had to go deep alone to fight Dong's thieves."
"I have heard about Ziyi's bravery. He won consecutive battles in Juan County and Xingyang, and defeated the bandit army. He can be called a model of loyal ministers in the world!"
After learning Zhang Heng's identity, Sun Jian changed his title, clapped his hands and praised him.
Zhang Heng shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Brother Wentai is ridiculous. How can I defeat Dong's millions of thieves with a small army and few generals? But loyal ministers died in the country. If we can die on the battlefield to serve the imperial court, we can return our corpses wrapped in horse leather." , and die without regrets.”
"Zi Yi said it well, this is how a man should behave in the world!"
Sun Jian was deeply affected by Zhang Heng's awe-inspiring words, and the blood in his bones began to heat up, and he couldn't help but praise loudly.
"It is certainly not a pity to die, but it is a pity that after my death, there will be no loyal ministers willing to share the country's worries. Dong's thieves will surely bring trouble to the court and poison all living beings. How innocent are the people in the world."
Speaking of the emotional part, Zhang Yi couldn't help but burst into tears, shaking his head and sighing.
Upright men couldn't bear to hear this. Not only was Sun Jian moved, but all his generals were filled with indignation.
What Zhang Heng said was naturally a polite way of persuading Sun Jian to send troops. This is also the standard process for asking for help at all times and in all countries.
First, build relationships politely and get close.
Second, seize the moral high ground first and tell him that everything we do is right.
Third, distribute benefits and clarify benefits.
But what Zhang Heng didn't expect was that he had only reached the second step, and the next development of the situation was beyond his expectation.
Just when everyone was sighing and sighing with Zhang Heng, a crisp voice sounded.
"Don't worry, Ziyi. Thief Dong is going against the grain and will surely destroy himself. Furthermore, you are not the only loyal minister in the world. My father is stationed here just to raise an army to fight against the thieves!"
Zhang Heng looked in the direction of the voice and saw a handsome young man of fifteen or sixteen years old standing next to Sun Jian. The words just now came from the mouth of the young man.
After the young man finished speaking, he couldn't help but look up at Sun Jian, with a hint of pride in his eyebrows, as if to say: Look, I was right.
But what greeted him was a merciless fight from Sun Jian.
"Bo Fu must not be rude!"
In an instant, Zhang Heng understood the identity of this young man—the little overlord of Jiangdong, Sun Ce!
Sun Ce rubbed his aching head and asked in confusion: "Father, why did you do this to my son?"
Then, Sun Jian gave him another blow.
This rather funny scene relieved the solemn atmosphere just now, causing all the generals under Sun Jian to burst into laughter.
Sun Jian grabbed Sun Ce by the collar and said with a serious face: "How dare you call your uncle Ziyi by his name, you stupid kid? In the past, my father served as a general under Duke Boshen, and Duke Boshen said to him My father has taught me a lot, and I am very grateful to him. How dare you speak rudely today, why don’t you pay your respects to your uncle Ziyi soon!"
Zhang Heng quickly waved his hand and said with a smile: "Where, where, Brother Wentai is serious, your son is talented and intelligent, and he has the ambition to rob thieves. He can be called a young genius!"
But Sun Ce did not dare to disobey his father. He quickly straightened his clothes and paid homage to Zhang Heng.
"Nephew meets uncle!"
"No gifts, no gifts, no gifts quickly!"
Zhang Heng quickly gave Sun Ce a hand, and after Sun Ce straightened up, Zhang Heng reached out and took off the jade pendant from his waist and handed it over.
"A gentleman is as gentle as jade. This pendant has been with me for several years. Today I give it to Bo Fu. I hope that you will be well and nourished, and that you will be able to bloom in your future years."
Just like people in later generations like to hang car keys around their waists, scholar-bureaucrats in the Han Dynasty like to wear jade pendants with them. Like seals and ribbons, this is also a status symbol.
Sun Ce's call to uncle was not in vain, so Zhang Heng gave him his jade pendant as a meeting gift.
"My nephew dare not ask for such a valuable thing." Sun Ce quickly waved his hand and refused.
Zhang Heng stretched his hand forward again and said, "Why do you have to put off your good nephew?"
Sun Ce had no choice but to look at his father.
"It's a gift from the elders, so I can't refuse it, so hurry up and accept it." Sun Jian nodded.
"Thank you uncle!"
Sun Ce bowed again and took the jade pendant from Zhang Heng.
Seeing his son receiving the gift, Sun Jian looked at Zhang Heng with an even more friendly look. He waved his hand and said with a smile: "Ziyi, looking at your tired appearance, you must have been running all the way here. Come on, let's go into the city first. Let Brother Yu do it for you." Give a banquet to welcome the wind.”
"Thank you very much, Brother Wen."
After saying that, the two looked at each other and smiled, and entered the city hand in hand.
As for Taishi Ci and the thousand soldiers and horses, Sun Jian also graciously allowed them to go to the city to rest together, and was not as harsh as the jujube princes.
After arriving at the residence, Sun Jian quickly ordered people to remove the leftover food and replace it with new food and wine to entertain Zhang Heng.
But the scale of the second banquet was much smaller. After the generals under Sun Jian entered the city, they resigned and left. Therefore, only Sun Jian and his son were left in the hall to entertain Zhang Heng and Taishi Ci.
