Chapter 708 Be Careful

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

Zhang Song was asked in a daze: "A letter? What letter?"

The man was even more taken aback: "What? Didn't it go to you?"

Zhang Song silently shook his head, expressing his ignorance. .

The man's heart skipped a beat: "No wonder! Fuck, alas, what a pity."

Zhang Song was even more confused!

What the hell is going on?

Sorry about the yarn?

The man turned his head abruptly, and stared at Zhang Song intently, with those strange eyes, Zhang Song was a little scared.

"Brother, you...why are you looking at me like that?" The corners of Zhang Song's lips twitched slightly.

"Brother Ziqiao, back then, I was fortunate enough to meet Night Breeze, the guard of Taishan County. He asked me to recommend someone with real talents and knowledge to him, so I recommended you to him. Unexpectedly, you really didn't read the letter. "

Si!

Zhang Song couldn't help taking a breath.

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

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

They were invited by Night Breeze when he was preparing to establish the Hanlin Academy. Chen Lin, Mi Heng, Kong Rong, and the like all joined Night Breeze at that time.

But the envoy sent to invite Zhang Song returned empty-handed without even finding a trace of him.

Zhang Song remembered that at that time, he was on a study tour and was not in his hometown at all, so he didn't meet that person, but when he returned home, no one had spoken to him.

In Zhang Song's heart, tens of thousands of grass-mud horses passed by wildly!

But he looked like he was fine.

He pondered for a long time.

Zhang Song smiled lightly, and asked tentatively, "Are you sure, then Ye Feng is the current Haotian King?"

The man blinked his big eyes and nodded solemnly: "Yes."

Zhang Song was even more stunned.

How the hell did God miss such an important thing?

The man said with questioning eyes: "Brother Ziqiao, can't you? Did you really not see that letter? You know, paper was still very expensive at that time, so I deliberately left you a letter with paper , you didn’t receive it?”

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

"Of course, who do you think could write letters in paper letters at that time? Except King Haotian, who could be so rich? Just kidding!"

"this…"

Zhang Song was so annoyed that there were 10,000 MMP sentences hidden in Yuexiong, and he didn't know whether to say them or not.

The man pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and sighed: "It seems that brother Ziqiao really didn't receive that letter, alas... that's all, this is life!"

Zhang Song hurriedly asked: "I don't know what my brother recommended at that time, what was he going to do for King Haotian?"

At this time, the tea was brought to the guest table.

Seeing Zhang Song's extremely respectful look, the attendants strengthened their minds.

He hurriedly bowed his body and cupped his hands, pushed the tea to the guests, and said with a light smile: "Let's use it."

The man hummed, reached out to take the teacup, took a sip of tea, and said, "I don't know, Brother Qiao, have you heard of the Imperial Academy?"

Zhang Song stared: "Hanlin... courtyard?"

"Exactly!" replied the man.

"Is that the one who writes every issue? The Hanlin Academy where the most outstanding scholars in the world gather?"

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

You know, when he got the "Chaowen Tianxia" newspaper for the first time, he was full of expectations for it.

Every article above is a classic.

Since it was a scolding article for Night Breeze, every word was like a sword, and every sentence was like a knife, which was quite in line with his own style.

After all, Zhang Song has always been known for his eloquence, and he has a photographic memory since he was a child. Although he looks ugly, he thinks beautiful. He dreams that one day he can be like Zhang Yi of Qin, and he can rule the world with just one mouth.

"Morning Wen Tianxia" is really too much for my appetite.

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

I didn't regret it until I lost it. If God can give me a new...

Zhang Song suddenly thought of something, raised his head suddenly, looked at that person, and solemnly clasped his hands together: "Brother, when you come back this time, may you introduce King Haotian for me?"

"this……"

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

"please!"

Even Zhang Song himself felt that this request was a little too much, but facing Xi Chuan's situation, he still asked with a shy face.

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

The man pondered for a long time, as if he had gone through a mental journey of suffering and struggle, before he exhaled a dirty breath and said, "This is Brother Zi Qiao, if someone else..."

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

Restaurant.

Window position.

Zhang Song arrived at the place as scheduled, and while drinking tea, he looked out the window, as if he was looking for something, with those small eyes, he really felt guilty.

In fact, Zhang Song at this moment is indeed guilty of guilt.

In order to reward King Haotian for this line, Zhang Song prepared great sincerity.

But after all, this is in the territory of Chengdu. If an acquaintance finds out, you can directly ask the emperor for a copy. If you don’t die, you will have to peel off your skin. We surrendered to survive, but we are not looking for death!

Caution is the boat!

Zhang Song took a breath of surprise, on the surface he looked calm, but in fact he was extremely anxious.

Sudden!

Squeak! One sound.

The door of the private room of the restaurant was pushed open, and a man entered from the outside.

Gao Guanbo belt, handsome face.

The person who came was Gao Zhan, the 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 inquire. There really was a man named Gao Zhan who was looking for him back then.

As for whether to leave a letter or not, the family will not admit it even if they beat them to death

The first is because it’s been a long time and I can’t remember clearly.

Second, Zhang Song's temper is too stinky. If this happened and the letter was lost by his family again, if that guy opened his mouth, he would have to overturn the house.

The family members naturally couldn't admit it, their ears had only been quiet for a few years, and they didn't want to suffer that.

Of course, Zhang Song also knew that his family disliked him, so he didn't pursue it further. Anyway, the matter has passed, and there is no way to recover it. The most important thing is to seize the moment.

"Brother Gao, you are finally here." Zhang Song heaved a sigh of relief.

Looking around, I saw Gao Zhan followed by a Confucian scholar, who was also a good-looking talent.

Zhang Song got up quickly, and greeted him with a smile: "Surely this is Mr. Sun Yang?"

Sun Yang!

One of the heads of the Chengdu intelligence network!

Sun Yang smiled indifferently, and hurriedly went up to meet him: "Surely, this is the Master Zhang Song that His Highness is talking about?"

Gao Zhan hurriedly responded: "Exactly!"