The man frowned and asked in surprise, "Why, brother Ziqiao, I left you a letter a few years ago, didn't you receive it?"

Zhang Song was dumbfounded when asked: "Believe? What letter?"

The man was even more stunned: "What? Isn't it handed over to you?"

Zhang Song silently shook his head, indicating that he didn't know. .

The man felt a little in his heart: "No wonder! Squirting, alas, what a pity."

Zhang Song is even more confused!

What is going on here?

What a shame?

The man snapped his head sharply and stared at Zhang Song, his strange eyes made Zhang Song a little hairy.

"This brother, you... why are you looking at me like this?" Zhang Song's lips twitched slightly.

"Brother Zi Qiao, I was fortunate enough to meet the night watch wind of Taishan County. He asked me to recommend someone with true talents and knowledge to him, so I recommended you to him. I didn't expect that you really didn't see the letter. "

S!

Zhang Song couldn't help taking a breath.

He suddenly remembered that a few years ago, his family had sent him a letter saying that someone was looking for him.

Of course, this matter is not fabricated, but true.

It was invited when Yefeng was preparing to set up the Hanlin Academy. Chen Lin, Mi Heng, Kong Rong and the like were all Yefeng who took refuge at that time.

But he was sent to invite Zhang Song's messenger and returned empty-handed, not even looking for a personal image.

Zhang Song remembered that at that time, he was studying abroad and was not in his hometown at all, so he didn't meet that person. But when he returned home, no one had ever said anything to him.

In Zhang Song's heart, there were 10,000 grass mud horses suddenly abandoned!

But he looked like a okay person.

Pondered for a long time.

Zhang Song smiled indifferently, and asked tentatively: "Are you sure, that Yefeng is today's Haotian King?"

The NPC blinked and nodded solemnly, "Yes."

Zhang Song was even more startled.

Did Shente miss such an important thing?

The man said with questioning eyes: "Brother Ziqiao, don't you? Didn't you really see that letter? You know, paper was still very expensive at that time, and I deliberately left you a letter with paper. , You didn't receive it?"

Zhang Song's eyes widened suddenly: "What? Or a paper letter?"

"Of course, at that time, do you think anyone could write a letter in paper? Except for the King Haotian, who could be so generous? Just kidding!"

"This…"

Zhang Song was upset that there were 10,000 MMP sentences hidden in Yuexun.

The person pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and sighed: "It seems that Brother Zi Qiao really didn't receive the letter, oh...no, this is fate!"

Zhang Song hurriedly asked, "I don't know what Xiongtai recommended at the time. What is it doing for King Haotian?"

At this time, the tea arrived at the guest table.

Seeing Zhang Song's extremely respectful appearance, the attendant strengthened his mind.

He hurriedly bowed his body, pushed the tea to the guests, smiled lightly: "Use it."

The man hummed, stretched out his hand to take the tea cup, sipped the tea, and said, "I wonder if Brother Zi Qiao has heard of the Hanlin Academy?"

Zhang Song's eyes stared: "Hanlin...the courtyard?"

"Exactly!" the man replied.

"It's the writer who writes about the world in every issue? The Hanlin Academy that gathers the most outstanding scholars in the whole sky?"

Zhang Song was so shocked that he couldn't believe it.

You know, when he first got the "Zhao Wen Tian Xia" newspaper, he was full of expectations for it.

Each article above is a classic.

Since it is an essay on behalf of Ye Feng, it is like a sword and every sentence is like a knife, which fits his own brand.

After all, Zhang Song has always been known for his arguing ability. He can never forget him since he was a child. Although he looks ugly, he wants to be beautiful and dreams that one day he can be like Zhang Yi of Qin State, and he can manage the world with one mouth.

"Chao Wen Tian Xia" is so special to my own appetite.

But who ever thought that there was a sincere job before me, but I missed the opportunity.

After I lost it, I regretted it. If God can give me a new...

Zhang Song suddenly thought of something, suddenly raised his head, looked at the man, and solemnly clasped his fists: "Xiongtai, then, if you come back this time, maybe you will introduce King Haotian for you?"

"This one……"

The man pretended to be difficult, but his heart was ecstatic.

"please!"

Zhang Song even felt that this request was a bit excessive, but faced with the situation in Xichuan, he was still shy and asked.

"Well... let's think about it."

The man pondered for a long time, as if he had gone through a painful and struggling mental journey, before exhaling a sullen breath: "This is Brother Zi Qiao, if it is someone else..."

Zhang Song was overjoyed: "Thank you, Xiongtai!"

Restaurant.

Position by the window.

Zhang Song arrived at the place as scheduled, while tasting tea, looking out the window, as if looking for something, with those small eyes, it really felt like a guilty conscience.

In fact, Zhang Song at this moment is indeed a guilty conscience.

In order to reward Haotianwang this line, Zhang Song prepared great sincerity.

But after all, this is on the boundary of Chengdu. If you are discovered by an acquaintance, please refer to the emperor directly, I am afraid that you will have to peel off if you are immortal. We surrender to survive, but it is not to die!

be careful and live long!

Zhang Song took a sip and looked calm on the surface, but in fact he was extremely anxious.

suddenly!

Squeak! A sound.

The door of the restaurant's private room was pushed open, and a man turned into from outside.

Gao Guanbo belt, beautiful face.

The visitor was Gao Zhan, my friend of the day!

Gao Zhan?

Zhang Song thought about it carefully for two days, but he really didn't think of such a person.

But I sent someone back to my hometown to ask if there was a man named Gao Zhan looking for him.

As for whether to leave a letter, the family members will not admit it

The first is because it takes a long time and I don't remember clearly.

Second, Zhang Song's temper is too stinky. If something like this happens and the letter is lost by his family again, the guy has a mouth and has to overturn the house.

Naturally, the family can't admit it, their ears have only been quiet for a few years, and they don't want to suffer the crime.

Of course, Zhang Song also knows his family's dislike of him, so he didn't go deep into it. Anyway, the matter has passed and there is no way to recover it. It is vital to grasp the moment.

"Brother Gao, you are finally here." Zhang Songru let out a sigh of relief.

Looking around, I saw Gao Zhan followed by a Confucian student, who was also a talent.

Zhang Song quickly got up and greeted with a smile: "Presumably this is Lord Sun Yang, right?"

Sun Yang!

One of the person in charge of Chengdu intelligence network!

Sun Yang smiled indifferently, and hurriedly greeted him: "Presumably, this is Master Zhang Song from His Highness's mouth, right?"

Gao Zhan quickly responded: "Exactly!"