Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

Seeing Marshal Zhang clamoring to ask Zhang Zhiwei for divination, the head of the Gao family was shocked and said quickly:

"Commander, please wait here for a moment and let me go over and take a breather. The little Celestial Master is young and energetic, and doesn't understand the ways of the world, lest he bump into you at some point!"

That's what he said, but at the same time, he was also worried that the foul-mouthed Marshal Zhang would offend Zhang Zhiwei.

You know, he is a master who even dared to kill Japanese pirate generals and princes of the previous dynasty. Zhang Dashuai's identity may not be useful in front of him. If he gets a few big mouths because of his bad mouth, then this matter It’s a big hit.

"Young and energetic?" Dashuai Zhang said with a smile: "That's great, hey! If you have strength, you have to show it off. If you don't show it off, who the hell will treat you?"

"It's easy for others to dislike you and take pleasure in your misfortunes. When the time comes, they will make trouble for you, dismantle you, occupy your territory, make trouble for you, and make it impossible for you to live in peace."

"The commander-in-chief is right, but..." Patriarch Gao wanted to say more.

Zhang Dashuai waved his hand and said: "Xiao Gao, it's okay, young people are very energetic, so I'll just coax you a little. As the saying goes, the handle of the gun should be hard, the mouth should be soft, and you should say something nice. In my opinion, No shame!”

At this time, Li Shuwen laughed at the side and said: "Commander, you don't have to be like this. Little Heavenly Master is very easy to deal with. If people respect him, he will return the favor. Commander, please maintain respect and communicate normally." That’s good!”

"How can he respect others as much as he respects him?" Zhang Dashuai said with a smile: "I just like to deal with this kind of people. They are so fucking stupid. How do you say that, if the mountain doesn't see me, I will be there." Let’s go to see the mountain, let’s go and see this little heavenly master!”

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On the other side, in the narrow room of the ship, Zhang Zhiwei was meditating and concentrating on the Dharma.

The enshrinement conference was getting closer and closer, but there were still more than twenty chapters in the scriptures that had not been inscribed. He had to race against time, so he just filled his stomach casually and went to the room to practice.

But at this time, there was a knock on the door, and a bold voice came from outside the door:

"Little Celestial Master, I'll say goodbye that day. I hope you're all right!"

Zhang Zhiwei recognized Li Shuwen's voice, thought to himself that it was indeed coming, got up and opened the door.

He saw three people standing outside the door, it was Li Shuwen, the head of the Gao family, and Marshal Zhang.

Zhang Zhiwei clasped his hands and said, "There is no place in the world where we haven't met. Senior Li, we meet again!"

"That's right, we are really destined. A few days ago, I was thinking that I would find an opportunity to visit you again. I didn't expect it to work out so quickly!"

Li Shuwen laughed, then pointed at Dashuai Zhang and said: "Little Master, come on, let me introduce you, this is Dashuai Zhang."

"On my last trip to Bincheng, I was entrusted by him to come to pick you up. Originally, I just said that I would take you and your group back to Fengtian for safety, but I never thought that so many things would happen later. Now that I think about it, The blood is still so hot that it’s hard to cool down!”

"That day I practiced boxing along the sea. After I returned, I told the commander in detail what the little heavenly master had done in Bincheng. The commander was so shocked that he wanted to come over to meet and pay a visit!"

"He... uh huh... that's what!" Dashuai Zhang took over and said with a smile behind his hands: "Old Zhang has met the Little Celestial Master. The Little Celestial Master is indeed a disciple of the Celestial Master, a Taoist master who has cultivated his moral integrity. It’s very dusty!”

Marshal Zhang is an old man. He talks nonsense to people and lies to ghosts. He has experienced countless battles. He naturally knows how to deal with a disciple of a famous and decent sect like Zhang Zhiwei. What does a famous and decent sect value most? For the sake of face.

Therefore, as soon as he came up, he gave Zhang Zhiwei a warm compliment, as if to establish a safe conversation environment.

But in fact, this is a language document that he deliberately set up. The reason why he said that Zhang Zhiwei is a disciple of the Heavenly Master, a Taoist master who has transcended the worldly world and cultivated his moral character, is to elevate Zhang Zhiwei to a moral height.

After this, if Zhang Zhiwei turns against him and flips the table, it will make him look like he is not pure enough, not cultivated enough, and unworthy of being a disciple of a heavenly master. This is the so-called moral kidnapping.

As for Zhang Zhiwei, who holds a high moral position, he will be restricted unknowingly during the conversation, otherwise it will be immoral.

Zhang Zhiwei didn't care at all about all these things. He stretched out his hand to avoid hitting the smiling man. He hugged his hands and said calmly:

"Commander, you're welcome. Regarding the matter in Bincheng, thank you very much for your help secretly and clearing the air for me!"

"Oh, it's all my family. It's such a trivial matter. It's just a big deal. Besides, I'm also entrusted by others. This kind of thing is just like opening a lock with a key. One code will open the door. One yard, little Heavenly Master doesn’t have to thank me!”

Zhang Dashuai smiled and said: "Speaking of which, Lao Zhang, I want to thank Little Heavenly Master. Since Little Heavenly Master came to the Northeast, such good things have come one after another. So, Old Zhang, I just want to invite him today." Xiao Zhang, drink some tea!"

"You're welcome, Marshal Zhang!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

Marshal Zhang waved his hand and asked his men to take the tea tray to the hut and set it up, then he smiled and said:

"Not everyone can drink this tea from me, Lao Zhang. I am only willing to invite tea to friends who I like!"

"Like the Japanese, Fujita, and Takeshita Yujiro, I won't invite them to tea. Even if they come, I don't even bother to give them boiled water!"

Marshal Zhang set up a tea banquet and spoke tacitly during the chat. On the surface, they were talking about how to treat guests, but secretly they were mainly anti-dinner and wanted to dominate the rest of the conversation.

In his opinion, a foreigner is a sharp knife in his hand, Li Shuwen is, the head of the Gao family is, Liu Wei, the shopkeeper of Jianghu Inn, and Zhang Zhiwei, the little heavenly master, is no exception.

Since it is a knife, it is natural to say that the edge is not sharp. After seeing Zhang Zhiwei's sharp knife cutting through the mess, Zhang Dashuai eagerly wanted to control this knife.

This control is not simply about taking Zhang Zhiwei as a subordinate. People with such strong methods have a sense of arrogance. Pure fame and fortune are difficult to impress, and they have to be heart-to-heart.

This is also the reason why Li Shuwen wants to follow him, not because of power, but because of his willingness.

Therefore, his control, in a sense, actually means that when something happens, or when he wants to do something, the other party will make some moves that are beneficial to him, just like this time Zhang Zhiwei was in Bincheng What they do is the same, it is not a blunt interest relationship.

But this kind of relationship, which is not a relationship of interest, is the most difficult to handle and maintain. After all, Lao Zhang is not a good person.

If given the choice, he would prefer to establish a simple interest relationship with Zhang Zhiwei. After all, the interest relationship is longer and easier to control. Of course, this must be based on the premise that there is interest.

But at the same time, Marshal Zhang also knew in his heart that Zhang Zhiwei's sword was double-edged. It could kill both General Fujita and him, so he had to be careful.

Therefore, since he saw Zhang Zhiwei, he has been sizing him up. If he wants to understand this person thoroughly, he can only control him if he understands him thoroughly.

But he failed. The other party just stood there, not even doing anything, but gave him a feeling of thorns on his back and hair in his heart.

This feeling was strange and familiar to him, strange because he hadn't felt it for a long time, familiar because the impression was too deep.

When he was five or six years old, because his family was poor, he went into the mountains to cut firewood to supplement the family's income. This was how he felt when he encountered a Siberian tiger.

The past was still vivid in his mind. At that time, the beast was two meters away from him, and he could still remember the fishy smell in his breath.

He was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. He only felt that the Siberian tiger in front of him was as heavy as a mountain, pressing down on his heart and making him breathless.

But fortunately, the Siberian tiger had just had a good meal and only looked at him a few times before leaving. Zhang Zhiwei now gave him the same feeling as the tiger at that time.

Zhang Dashuai knew that this was because the opponent did not deliberately restrain his aura. He was too powerful. Compared with him, he was as powerless as a child facing a tiger.

But he was not angry about this. As he said before, if you have strength, you have to show it off. If you don't show it off, who the hell will treat you?

He, Lao Zhang, should be flamboyant, otherwise the Japanese pirates and Maozi would not be able to flatten and round him?

It's just that the capital he flaunts is different from the capital Zhang Zhiwei flaunts, but the reason is the same.

Marshal Zhang was very curious about Zhang Zhiwei's arrogance, but at the same time, he also knew one thing.

The other party is different from what Li Shuwen said. The other party is not easy to deal with, or in other words, it is not easy to deal with him.

Faced with this situation, one party must lower its attitude. Otherwise, if two flamboyant people get together, they won't be able to fight? !

Of course, you can't just keep a low profile, otherwise wouldn't it be like kneeling and licking?

We must stand up at the appropriate time. When the enemy retreats, we advance. When the enemy advances, we retreat. In the midst of the pull, we must seize the high position.

This is Jianghu, Jianghu is not about fighting and killing, Jianghu is about human relations.

But now, because he wants to ask for something from Zhang Zhiwei, he is inherently weak, so he is quite restrained in front of Zhang Zhiwei, so restrained that even Li Shuwen and the Gao family leader feel a little strange.

After a brief chat and some feelings, Zhang Dashuai wanted to pat Zhang Zhiwei on the shoulder.

But Zhang Zhiwei is too tall, a full head taller than him. It would be a bit funny if he were forced to take pictures.

His outstretched hand paused for a moment. Seeing that Zhang Zhiwei had no intention of bending over and stretching his shoulder, he finally patted Zhang Zhiwei's arm and sighed:

"Little Master, do you think we are in the same boat?"

Zhang Zhiwei made no excuses and said bluntly: "The commander-in-chief and I are not people in the same boat. We just met briefly in certain waters."

This is indeed a bit rude to say.

Patriarch Gao frowned slightly and wanted to say something, but did not speak.

As for Li Shuwen, he just folded his hands and watched.

Zhang Dashuai laughed and said: "Since we can meet for a short time in a certain water area, it means that even if we are not people in the same boat, we are still people on the same road!"

"Speaking of which, Little Heavenly Master, you don't seem to like me very much. I actually know this, Lao Zhang. I also know that some of you are dissatisfied with me and accuse me of colluding with Japanese pirates!"

"But what can I do? When I was a horse bandit, Lao Zhang and I had no taboos in doing anything, but is it still okay now?"

He took a long breath and asked and answered: "No way, everyone is trying to give me problems. If I make a slight mistake, I will be doomed. So for some things, if I have to, I have to do it.”

"It is destined that I will not be able to satisfy many people, but if you are not satisfied, then you are not satisfied. I am not the one with a lot of money who can make everyone happy."

Dashuai Zhang put away his smile and said seriously:

"I, Lao Zhang, although I occasionally do good deeds, I am by no means a good person. It can even be said that I have too many words to describe. But a real man is born in heaven and earth. I have a clear sense of grudges and grudges in everything. I will repay kindness and never forgive grudges. I have a clear conscience. .”

Zhang Dashuai pointed his finger at the ground and said categorically: "I'll put these words here. I, Old Zhang, have no other abilities. I just want to protect this land for the country. If the little devil wants to take over all of this place, he will give it to you." Unless you step on my corpse!"

After saying that, Dashuai Zhang slammed the tea tray, causing tea to fly everywhere.

Zhang Zhiwei flicked his hand, and the tea splashed out and returned to the cup.

He picked up the teacup, drank it all in one gulp, and said, "If the commander wants to ask me for anything, just tell me!"

The world is not black and white, but a delicate gray. Zhang Zhiwei does not want to delve into the merits and demerits of Zhang Dashuai. He only wants to know that this person does not want Japanese pirates to invade this land.

When Dashuai Zhang saw Zhang Zhiwei drinking tea, he smiled, poured a cup of tea for Zhang Zhiwei himself, and said:

"I heard that the Little Heavenly Master's skills are unparalleled. Old Zhang, I would like to ask the Little Heavenly Master to tell his fortune!"

Zhang Zhiwei picked up the tea cup: "What is it?"

Zhang Dashuai pondered for a moment and said, "Even if...what's the future?"

Zhang Zhiwei put down the tea: "Since the commander knows that I am relatively successful in arithmetic, he must also know that I never make predictions for myself, and I never make predictions for others. That is not true, it is delusion. , Commander, let’s change it!”

Dashuai Zhang paused, staring at the tea cup in his hand, his face buried in the shadows. After a moment, he picked up the tea cup, drank it all, and laughed:

"Just kidding, you're a bitch, to be honest, I don't believe this either, Lao Zhang."

"Everything I have now is just licking blood with the tip of a knife, and breaking out from the pile of dead people is not a fate!"

"Anyone who succeeds must have the ability. Intelligence and courage alone are not enough. You also need to be brave and learn. It is by no means a matter of luck."

He raised his head and said with a sigh on his face: "Decades ago, I participated in the Sino-Japanese War of Sino-Japanese War. At that time, my brothers and I were ambitious and vowed to eradicate the Japanese pirates."

"Who knew that the cannonballs were full of sand, and if they were fired out with one cannon, they would be as good as farts. The navy would be completely wiped out within a year, and more than 30,000 brothers would die!"

Zhang Dashuai brought the empty tea cup to his eyes, held it between his index finger and thumb, turned it gently, and said:

"The fortune teller said that I am a general who can achieve great success, but I don't agree. I think those who come out to mess around have to decide whether they live or die!"

"That's right!" Zhang Zhiwei filled himself with tea, and poured a cup for Dashuai Zhang. He poured it very full, and the water slightly came out of the cup, but did not flow out, and said:

"Then does the commander have anything else to say?"

Zhang Dashuai looked at the tea that was almost overflowing from the cup.

This amount of water will overflow whenever it touches it, but is this difficult for him, Lao Zhang? He lowered his head, took a sip, and said with a smile:

"Hahaha, what a fucking fool. These days, everyone is the most practical. Anyone who is not practical is doomed."

"Then let's not come up with any nonsense. Why don't the Little Heavenly Master give Lao Zhang some practical advice? What should I do next, Lao Zhang?!"