"Of course it was our Grand Marshal who taught me!" Song Hu replied slowly.

Song Hu was really surprised at this time, because the Grand Marshal told him that Sun Chengzong would definitely see through his teachings, so there was no need to hide it, just tell the truth.

"What else did Zhang Ping'an ask you to say?"

"Our Grandmaster also said, your elders must have heard that this was not what I said. So, if you have any questions, you can talk to him directly. I am here to deliver a letter to you!" Song Hu replied without being humble and arrogant.

Yuan Chonghuan saw that Song Hu had just bowed and held his fists after entering the door, instead of kneeling and bowing to Shangguan according to the rules of the Ming Dynasty. He felt extremely unhappy, so he stood up and questioned Song Hu: "Didn't Zhang Ping'an teach you the rules of seeing the superior? Why didn't he kneel when he saw Lord Sun? What kind of morality is this!"

"Our general said that we must straighten our backs! We kneel down our legs, and after kneeling for a long time, our hearts will not be able to stand up! So I broke the rules of the slave army: worship the heaven and earth, and worship our parents at the bottom. Even if the soldiers at the bottom of the army meet the general, they will only marche and will not be allowed to kneel down." Song Hu was very proud of this.

Sun Chengzong used his eyes to stop Yuan Chonghuan, who had to continue to argue, and he did not want to engage in too much in these trivial matters. He knew very well that it was not the time to turn against Po Nu Jun, and he was sure that Zhang Ping'an knew this too.

He glanced at Wu Qitai, who understood and presented the wooden box.

Song Hu said respectfully at this time: "Please use the glasses our Grandmaster gave you, you will definitely like them."

Sun Chengzong picked up the small silver box in the wooden box. From the letters he had to his colleagues, he also heard that Wei Zhongxian, the eunuch of the inner court, had been showing off with a crystal glass recently, saying that he was wearing glasses and suddenly felt much more refreshing in his eyes. He wanted to see if these glasses were really so amazing.

According to Song Hu's explanation, Sun Chengzong put on glasses and picked up Zhang Ping'an's letter, and his eyes lit up. He was already a little hard to read, but he could clearly see the fly-headed small calligraphy on the letter under the candlelight.

He quickly browsed it and it seemed that the person who wrote the letter was a scholar. The letter was full of admiration, admiration and respect for him, and there was no useful word. But when he saw the last signature, he understood that the letter was not written by Zhang Ping'an, because Zhang Ping'an's signature was too ugly.

From the wasteful words, he also understood Zhang Ping'an's intention. First, he used Sun Degong to show his goodwill to show his sincerity in Ningyuan; second, even if this letter was circulated, no one took any of his handle. It seems that Zhang Ping'an is really flawless in doing things!

Sun Chengzong slowly put down the letter, looked up at Song Hu, and said to him in a peaceful tone: "Tell me what Zhang Ping'an plans!"

"Report to Lord Sun! Our Grand Marshal said: I hope that it will be three minutes to meet with the tent we set up in the east gate of Ningyuan. If the adults have other arrangements, it can be decided by the adults. Our Grand Marshal will definitely welcome you to listen to your teachings!"

Sun Chengzong waved his hand to stop Yuan Chonghuan's advice: "Go back and tell Zhang Ping'an that I will arrive on time tomorrow!"

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The summer sun is always so hot, and the grass is burnt with its passion and loses its spirit.

For the meeting today, Zhang Ping'an, the general of the Pokémon Army, specially wore a white silk Confucian shirt, silk gauze shoes, and a light gray belt, which always made people feel a little inconsistent. Because at the suggestion of Wang Xiucai, he also matched two jade pendants on the belt, which was a full of nouveau riche.

Since shaving his hair last time, he has never left his hair, mainly because he feels comfortable not leaving his hair. But he declared to the public that he will not leave his hair! His attitude has affected the entire Possess Army. Therefore, the entire Possess Army has become a bald army. Because Possess Army eats meat, the people who have not shaved their hair are nicknamed: Meat Monk Soldiers.

Xu Yian once advised him last night not to dress like this, it was too vulgar! But he didn't care. He thought that it was to make Sun Chengzong feel vulgar. After all, the military power has been shown, so don't stimulate the nerves of the Ming court anymore. Self-deprecation is also a kind of low-key way to keep a low profile.

After Zhang Ping'an arranged the support of the Slave Army, he took Xu Yian and five or six soldiers pretending to be servants and cooks, and drove a ox cart to fill the stove and ingredients. He rode his horse in advance to the large tent that was built yesterday, and was airtight on all sides, waiting for Sun Chengzong's arrival.

Ningyuan's unfinished city wall makes people worry about its defensive performance. Zhang Ping'an believes that Ningyuan has not been built is also his bargaining chip for negotiations.

Two moments later, Ningyuan's east gate slowly opened with a creaking sound. Sun Chengzong was wearing a green dress and a purple Confucian scarf, riding a white mare, leading Wu Qitai and five or six servants to slowly walk towards the tent set up by Zhang Ping'an.

Seeing this, Zhang Ping'an immediately put down the tea bowl, stood up from his seat, and stood in the shade outside the tent to welcome Sun Chengzong. Seeing that Sun Chengzong was still fifty feet away from the tent, Zhang Ping'an quickly walked up to him. He bowed respectfully to Sun Chengzong and said, "Ping'an has greeted Lord Sun!"

Sun Chengzong saw a bald child dressed in strange clothes from afar. If this person was thrown into the pile of children, it would definitely not attract attention. His appearance was too ordinary. Needless to ask, this child must be Zhang Ping'an, the commander of the Po Slave Army.

When he looked at Zhang Ping'an's outfit again, he could be said to be very vulgar. As a veteran in the officialdom, he could see through the tricks Zhang Ping'an played at a glance. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Zhang Ping'an is such a genius, and it would be a waste not to become an official! At the same time, his heart became heavier. From this point of view, it would be impossible to get things without considerable efforts.

Looking at the entire Ming Dynasty, few military generals had such a scheming. Then, he saw that although Zhang Ping'an came out to greet him, it was not like the rules of the Ming Dynasty officials who met Shangguan: no matter whether it was windy, rainy or scorching sun, they would kneel down and bow down. In order to avoid the hot sun, he hid in a cool place. This shows that he did not say as he wrote in his letter, and he respected the Ming court very much.

Just like this mutual suspicion and mutual demand, the old and young foxes finally met.

Although Sun Chengzong had also imagined many meeting scenes, how to call Zhang Ping'an has always been his knot. Because as the Liaodong governor and the governor of Liaodong, Zhang Ping'an was not his subordinate, and the Ponu Army was not an army of the Ming Dynasty. In his heart, the Ponu Army was just a tool to restrain the Jurchens.

Judging from the news from Wu Qitai, Zhang Ping'an also knew this. So when Zhang Ping'an greeted him, he did not rush to return the gift, but immediately looked at Zhang Ping'an quietly. He wanted to see what Zhang Ping'an would do.

But Zhang Ping'an was extremely humble. Seeing that Sun Chengzongguang was just looking at him without saying anything, he immediately saluted again: "Ping'an has long admired the name of the commander. Now, the commander came in person, and Ping'an was very moved! You always regard Ping'an as your nephew. I wonder if this is possible?"

"Okay! Ping'an! I think you are the same size as my grandson. It's not an exaggeration to call you Ping'an!" Sun Chengzong replied deliberately. He was not intentionally taking advantage of Zhang Ping'an, but mainly wanted to see Zhang Ping'an's reaction. If Zhang Ping'an showed unhappiness, it means that Zhang Ping'an is a narrow-minded person.

"That's great! Ping An is alone now. Being able to have your elders as a guide is a blessing I have cultivated in my previous life!"

After hearing Zhang Ping'an's words, Sun Chengzong became even more alert. Because Zhang Ping'an did not show any unhappiness, he actually acted liked it. If Zhang Ping'an could really hide his heart so well, he would definitely be a hero in troubled times when he grew up!
Chapter completed!