Daqin: You were asked to build the Great Wall and you destroyed the Huns?

Chapter 8 Zhang Han, Zhang Han?Zhang Han!

Time flies, and the time that cannot catch up is like the paper that cannot be made and the counselor who cannot wait.

Ying Xuan spent the whole day playing with his younger brothers out of boredom, and then returned to the palace dejectedly.

As soon as he returned to his small courtyard, he saw a man with a majestic appearance standing in the courtyard.

Take a closer look, isn't it the guard from the morning?
Ying Xuan was overjoyed, as expected, God would not let those who worked hard get nothing.

He hurried forward and grabbed the opponent's hand with tears in his eyes.

"Comrade! I've been waiting for you!"

Unexpectedly, the guard fled in panic and bent down to salute.

"Grassman Zhang Han (han), see you son!"

Ying Xuan was taken aback, could it be that he guessed wrong, this guard is not a reward selected by the system?
But before Ying Xuan could speak, Zhang Han continued.

"The common people have admired the young master for a long time and have been looking forward to following him to make achievements."

"Your Majesty is kind and saw the thoughts of the common man at a glance, so he removed the common man from his official position and sent him to be an aide to the young master!"

Ying Xuan was stunned for a moment, what does this mean? Could it be that all the people who got their ID cards were subconsciously changed?Didn't fully influence their individual thoughts?

Ying Xuan understood somewhat. It seemed that this system did not interfere with the operation of the world at all, nor did it make any material changes. It was just a simple subconscious form that helped Ying Xuan gain more loyal people.

Ying Xuan, who was lost in thought for a while, nodded, since that's the case, then he doesn't need to be treated specially, just get along normally, which is convenient.

He casually exchanged pleasantries with Zhang Han and arranged for him to live in a side room.

This man is good at being a guard.

Zhang Han, who was originally excited, felt a little lonely after seeing that Ying Xuan also regarded him as a guard.

But after all, this is the path he chose, and he has to walk it even on his knees!
After saluting respectfully, he took his clothes and went to the side hall.

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For dinner, the two maids tried the dishes with silver needles, and Ying Xuan was still not at ease. He brought the dog and fed everything before he started eating.

Today's dishes are mostly boiled and don't have any unique taste.

After eating and drinking, he found a ladder and climbed to the roof and lay down, holding a small teapot and drinking from mouth to mouth. He thought about looking at the moon and thinking about his hometown. When the maid came to care, he also started to write erotic poems. One song, pretend to be 13.

But after waiting for a long time, the maid didn't respond to him, so he could only think about it boringly.

Zhang Han, his name is quite similar to that one.

The difference is that the Zhang Han in history is the top boss of this era.

When Daqin was on the verge of collapse and fell everywhere, Zhou Wen defeated hundreds of thousands of troops with only tens of thousands of prisoners, and then destroyed Zhang Chu, Qi Wei, and even the more powerful Xiang Liang.

Leng used his own strength to pull Daqin back from the brink of collapse, suppressing half of Daqin's rebellion.

If Han is not defeated, Qin will not be destroyed!If Zhao Gao hadn't disrupted the government, he might not have staged a desperate counterattack in the end.

What a fierce general that was, even Xiang Yu faced him with the determination to break the cauldron and sink the boat.

If he hadn't met Xiang Yu and Han Xin for two centuries, he would have been the most dazzling new star of that era.

If he could gain Zhang Han's loyalty, then he would not be afraid of the old man's loss now.

Ying Xuan took a sip of tea with emotion.

pity!The system gave two palace guards. If it was the famous general Zhang Han, he would definitely be classified as a general. This person should have the same name. There are quite a lot of people with the same name in this era.

Ying Xuan shook his head, don't fantasize, and hope that the top strategist will show up soon.

Looking at the huge moon, he was in a good mood. He clicked on the system and checked, wondering if he should spend another ten gold to urge the counselor, why he still hasn't come for a day.

As soon as you open it, you can see that on the system interface, in the column of palace guards, one of the identity cards that was originally facing away from you has been opened.

The above clearly shows some basic information about this person.

"Famous general Zhang Han! He is proficient in the art of war and is extremely good at controlling the mind of the army."

With a buzzing sound, Ying felt as if his brain was about to explode.

The two maids under the eaves kept their hands light and did not dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the leisure and elegance of the young master watching the moon.

Unexpectedly, I suddenly heard a cough of choking on the tea.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of rolling and crawling while coughing and knocking down tiles.

The next moment, they saw Ying Xuan, who had always taught them to behave gracefully, climbing down from the roof using his hands and feet.

He waved his hands and ran towards the side room, still shouting.

"Cough! Zhang cough cough! Han, Zhang Han?"

Zhang Han inside the house thought that an assassin was coming, so he ran out holding his sword to escort him.

But as soon as he opened the door, he saw a pair of bright big eyes staring straight at him under the dark moonlight.

Like a cat at night seeing a mouse.

That look made him, a seven-foot strong man, a little creepy.

All I heard was a loud cry.

"Zhang Han!"

Ying Xuan seemed to have found a long-lost relative, frowning and pursed his lips, grabbing his hands with tears in his eyes.

"You are really Zhang Han!"

Zhang Han looked confused and blinked in doubt. Could it be that he forgot to identify himself when they met just now?

But you clearly remember to say it?

Looking at Zhang Han's confused eyes, Ying Xuan explained with a smiley expression.

"Don't panic, I'm just a slow-moving person, go to bed early, and tell me anything you need! From now on, this is your home, don't be polite!"

Zhang Han was confused for a moment and could only give Ying Xuan an awkward smile.

Seeing this, Ying Xuan suppressed his excitement, laughed, turned around and ran away dancing.

Liuzhanghan was a little messy in the cold moonlight alone.

Are you really following the right person?Why does the son feel a little abnormal.

Excited, Ying Xuan ran back to the main hall, suppressed his mood, hugged the maid in the room, and took a bite.

"Zhang Han, this is Zhang Han!"

"With Zhang Han, what should I be afraid of? If not, I will join the army! I will make contributions."

"With Zhang Han here, it is not a trivial matter to expand the territory. At that time, it will have a great impact on history. The system rewards more loyal soldiers, and maybe it can bring out a few more Wang Bo-level figures."

Ying Xuan's eyes were shining, and he kept thinking about his great career, but he didn't realize at all that the housemaid was already blushing, and obediently unbuttoned her clothes and got under the bed.

The moonlight was sultry but Ying Xuan had no intention of sleeping. He subconsciously sat by the bed and thought, how can he convince the First Emperor to let him join the army?
In history, Fusu was assigned because the old man was against Ying Zheng, so try to fight against Ying Zheng himself?
Just as he was meditating, a tender lotus root protruded from the bedding and gently tugged at the corner of his clothes.

When Ying Xuan turned around, he was immediately frightened by the monster. Qi and blood surged throughout his body, and his muscle strength increased significantly.

Under the temptation of the pure white bellyband, the strategies and plans in his mind were forced to stop.

Sure enough, beauty is the biggest stumbling block on the road to dominance.

(End of this chapter)