The spring rain is falling, the spring thunder is rolling, and the rumbling sound is very scary.

Zhang Yuan ran quickly in the rain, and the Yuan Tie steel gun was inserted in his back, and in reality, he was simply looking for death.

"Expedition" is a game after all, a data-based shijie, a shijie with orderly rules, everything is traceable, and there is order in chaos, or procedures. For example, thunder, it is precisely because the system controls the weather in "Expedition" that it is impossible to split thunder for no reason, even if the probability of Zhang Yuan doing so is high in reality......

If it weren't for this, Zhang Yuan wouldn't dare to be so 'coquettish' carrying a 'lightning rod' in the rain.

Rushing to Keyuan City, at this time, the spring rain has gradually become smaller and stopped.

Zhang Yuan didn't stop, handed over the black brocade and weapons to the guards, and strode into General Xi's mansion.

Fu Bo, the housekeeper of General Xi's mansion, said: "Miss, General Zhang Yuan asks to see!" ”

In the study, Xi Juan put down the paper in his hand with some reluctance and said, "Let him come in!" ”

Fauber replied: "Yes! ”

Zhang Yuan stepped into the study, and the first thing he noticed was a shelf full of bamboo slips, and a picture of a tiger descending the mountain painted with good brocade, in which a man was wearing armor, his right hand was on the hilt of a sword, and his eyes were like a torch staring ahead.

Who is this man, and who has such a painter to draw such a picture with such a meaning! ’

A thought flashed in Zhang Yuan's mind, and then Zhang Yuan retracted his gaze, knelt alone at the door of the study, and said, "The last general, Xihe, and the general Zhang Yuan, see General Zhenyuan!" ”

"Get up!" Xi Juan said lightly.

Zhang Yuan stood up, and what caught his eye was not Xi Juan's face, but the stack of papers she put on the table, and his heart suddenly realized a lot: 'Is it popular? It seems that this time it should be here to receive the benefits! It's finally here, but does this indicate that the war between dynasties is not far off? At this rate, nearly ten days faster than in the previous life, it seems that the influence of the reborn little butterfly is not small! ’

Countless thoughts flashed, and Zhang Yuan was secretly vigilant at the same time, it seems that the memory of the previous life can only be used for reference, and it cannot be based on the memory of the previous life.

"You are an alien, you should have seen this, this is from the Ming Dynasty, as well as saddles and horseshoes, etc., bixia has ordered craftsmen to build it, in two days I will send someone to send two thousand saddles, horseshoes, and their drawings will also be sent, plus two hundred Qin crossbows!"

Xi Juan turned around and said: "There is news from the spies that the Yuan Dynasty has been about to move recently, and it seems that it has the intention of sending troops to the surrounding areas!" The biggest possibility of them is the Han Dynasty, followed by the Tang Dynasty, and the possibility of the Qin Dynasty is very small, giving you two hundred Qin crossbows is to let you guard Xihe Town for me, can you have confidence? ”

"I will live up to the general's trust!" A hint of war intent flashed in Zhang Yuan's eyes, 'Has the Yuan Dynasty finally come?' ’

Xi Juan couldn't deny it, lowered his head and continued to look at the white paper, as if he saw a novel toy, and was reluctant to let go: "Well, do the thing of building heavy cavalry quickly, I will send some craftsmen to you, don't live up to my expectations of you!" ”

"Whoa!" Zhang Yuan showed a hint of a smile, no matter how many craftsmen came, they were all picked up for nothing.

While feeling happy in his heart, Zhang Yuan didn't dare to slack off and said: "My subordinates came here in person this time to prepare to get Xuantie and invite a master craftsman. ”

Zhang Yuan naturally didn't dare to tell Ou Yezi about it, although he had a good impression of Xi Juan, but it wasn't good enough to be like this, even if it was an aborigine, he would talk to the player about it.

"Xuantie's affairs, you can do whatever you want, but remember, you can't let them fall to other dynasties, especially the Yuan Dynasty, as for you to get them from other dynasties, it is naturally the best!" Xi Juan didn't care about what Zhang Yuan said about the master craftsman, at her level, unless she was particularly famous, there was really nothing missing.

The business was almost over, and Xi Juan said to Xiaoqing next to him: "Xiaoqing, go to the left box of the dresser in my bedroom and get the bamboo slips!" ”

"Yes!" Xiaoqing responded softly and retreated.

Xi Juan didn't speak, picked up a wolf brush from the side, carefully dipped some ink on the inkstone, and carefully wrote on the white paper, for people in the Han Dynasty, white paper and other things are novel and precious, for fear of ruining a little.

Zhang Yuan stood up straight, looked around, and then looked at Xi Juan, looking at Xi Juan's cautious appearance, his heart couldn't help but tighten.

Although Xi Juan lowered his head, Zhang Yuan looked down on her appearance, Zhang Yuan still felt a hint of heartbeat.

Don't tell him anything like Xi Juan is an NPC, he has long been used to "Expedition", Zhang Yuan has never regarded them as a string of data, but a person who is no different from himself, if you say the difference, it may be that one lives in "Expedition", one can go back and forth between two shijie.

In his previous life, he was in "Expedition" for more than ten years, and in reality for three or four years, although he had several relationships, they all died without illness for various reasons.

In terms of feelings, Zhang Yuan is really just an idiot, of course, not as exaggerated as described in the novel, but he doesn't know how to deal with feelings, and it is impossible for him to be so idiotic that he can't feel other people's feelings for him.

Xi Juan didn't seem to notice it all the time, and he was engrossed in writing, writing very hard and jerky.

"Miss!" Xiaoqing's voice interrupted a man who was engrossed in writing and stared at him dumbfounded.

Xi Juan raised his head and said, "Well, Xiaoqing is here!" Give me the bamboo slips! ”

"Whoa!" Xiaoqing respectfully handed over the bamboo slip, and Xi Juan took it and said to Zhang Yuan: "Will you use this money?" If you will, you will copy a copy here, as for the bamboo slips handed down by my father, I can't give it to you! ”

"General Xie is generous! I will learn to brush for a few years! Zhang Yuan didn't understand, he was lucky, but he didn't expect Xi Juan to really teach his family heirloom martial arts to himself.

There are different grades of family martial arts, there are earth-level exercises that can be cultivated all the way to the innate level, and there are ordinary exercises, but they have one thing in common, that is, they rarely fall out, and the vast majority of aborigines would rather die than pass on their family martial arts to others, or even their own daughters.

In the previous life in the "Expedition" for more than ten years, Zhang Yuan's brush writing is very good, and even practiced his own style, using words as a metaphor, Zhang Yuan has always believed that a hand haode writing can make his image better, so he does not hesitate to spend a lot of time to exercise brush words.

"Okay, you can copy it here, and I'll have someone bring you lunch!" Xi Juan instructed, then stood up and left the study with Xiaoqing.

Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then said secretly: "It's really not ordinary, with such a spirit, no wonder she can leave a name in history as a daughter!" ”