He Ji and the other two were not polite either. They picked up the large bowls and followed him into the greenhouse at the back.

The shed was full of military officers who were eating. When they saw Zhang Shixun and others come in, they just greeted them with their eyes and lowered their heads to continue drinking soup and eating pot cakes.

Wang Meng frowned and muttered, "These thieves, why don't they stand up and greet the commander when he comes in?"

"Don't blame them. This is what I ordered. When you see your superiors at a meal in the barracks, you don't need to stand up and set rules."

Zhang Shixun led the two to an empty table and pulled over two stools. "They used to make loud noises while eating, making the dining tent look like a vegetable market. After I came, I set new rules for them: no loud talking while eating."

"Since it's the rule, I blamed them wrongly." Wang Meng smiled in a humorous way, lowered his head to blow on the soup in the bowl, and slurped a small sip of the soup.

"Oh! So delicious!" Wang Meng couldn't help but praise.

Zhang Shixun picked up the Guokui and gestured, "Break the Guokui into small pieces and soak them in the soup."

The two of them grabbed the pot cakes, followed his example and put them into the soup, then concentrated on enjoying the delicious food.

After finishing a bowl of soup, Zhang Shixun's head was already sweating. He picked up the empty bowl and said to the two of them with a smile: "I'm going to add more soup. Do you want some more?"

"Yes! Of course." Wang Meng wiped his greasy mouth and picked up the bowl and said, "I've never had such delicious mutton soup before. And this pot cake is a perfect match for the soup. I'm lucky enough to taste it today, so how can I not enjoy it?"

He Ji also said, "I want some more too."

After dinner, Zhang Shixun took the two to his residence.

“Ouch!”

As soon as the two entered the room, they cried out in surprise.

"This...is this your bed and bedding?"

He Ji looked incredulous and pointed at Zhang Shixun's bed and asked.

"Of course this is my bed and my bedding. What do you think it is, Brother He?"

He Ji walked to the bed and leaned over to look at the quilt that was folded like a tofu block.

Wang Meng also walked to the bed, stretched out his right hand, and carefully touched the quilt.

He Ji looked at it for a long time and couldn't help but admire it: "Brother, I have never seen such a neat bed in my life, let alone bedding folded so straight and level."

"As a soldier, this is how housekeeping should be done."

Zhang Shixun had become immune to this kind of admiration. At the beginning, when the officers of the First Army saw their beds, their expressions were even more exaggerated than those of He Ji and the other two in front of him.

After looking at the bed, He Ji looked around the room and said, "Although it's simple, it's very clean and tidy, like a barracks."

Wang Meng also said: "I have also been in the military camp for five or six years and have seen countless barracks. Compared with Brother Zhang's place, it is simply a pigsty."

"To be honest, housekeeping is also part of my training plan. From now on, every barracks in the First Army must be kept clean and tidy."

Wang Meng stared at him for a long time, then shook his head and said, "It would be difficult to get everyone to be as neat as you! It would be too difficult."

"Nothing is difficult in this world. As long as you put your mind to it, nothing is impossible." Zhang Shixun smiled and brought over a stool. "Please sit down. In the barracks, you can't sit on the bed during the day."

"Brother Zhang, is this kind of military camp discipline too strict?"

"The military should have iron discipline. This discipline should be reflected in all aspects, including internal affairs. Only by cultivating good discipline in all aspects can we ensure that orders are carried out and actions are carried out in wartime."

Wang Meng gave a thumbs up and said, "Brother Zhang is truly a great man."

"Brother Wang, you are a military man. Such flowery flattery should not come out of your mouth, right?" Zhang Shixun teased.

Wang Meng said awkwardly, "It can't be helped. Ever since I came to the capital, I've been interacting with all kinds of people, and I've unconsciously developed this tone of voice. Don't blame me, brother."

"Brother Wang, you have come to the First Army today. I wonder what business you have. There is no one else here, so please tell me."

When Wang Meng heard the question, he looked at He Ji.

He Ji stood up wisely and said, "I'll take a look around. I'll be working in the First Army from now on. I can't do this without being familiar with the situation."

After He Ji walked out of the room, Wang Meng finally explained his reason for coming today: "Brother, I came here today because I do have something to ask you. This matter has been on my mind for the past few days, and I have been wanting to ask you for a long time."

"Although we haven't met many times, I still admire Judge Wang's character. If you have any questions, please don't hold them back. I will tell you everything I know."

Zhang Shixun vaguely knew what he wanted to ask.

As a judge of the Military Patrol Court, Wang Meng's duties were similar to those of a post-mortem criminal police officer. He came to the military camp probably because of the Wuyou Cave incident.

This matter cannot be kept secret.

Kaifeng Prefecture has spies in Wuyou Cave who are aware of any movement in Wuyou Cave.

Wang Meng said, "Someone reported in the past few days that you went to Wuyou Cave alone."

As I guessed, he came here because of this matter.

Zhang Shixun nodded, "That's right."

"After you go in, kill Huang San and a few of his followers."

"I've wanted to kill Huang San for a long time."

"Their bodies were thrown into the Bian River. They were discovered and reported to the authorities. The coroner from Kaifeng Prefecture went to investigate and discovered that the bodies had almost identical causes of death, with a small hole found on each."

As Wang Meng spoke, he observed Zhang Shixun's expression.

Zhang Shixun remained calm and said, "Go on."

"The coroner found this thing on two of the bodies." Wang Meng pulled a yellow bullet from his sleeve and handed it to Zhang Shixun. "I've asked many people, including some gangsters, but no one knows what it is... Brother Zhang, do you know what this is?"

Zhang Shixun took it, stuffed it into his sleeve without even looking at it, and asked, "What do you think this is?"

Wang Meng glanced at his sleeve and continued, "Brother Zhang, you must be familiar with the story of 'Five Thunders' in Wuyou Cave, right?"

"Brother Wang, I've noticed a common trait among you officials: you talk too much nonsense." Zhang Shixun pulled a pistol from his pocket and handed it to him, saying, "This is the divine weapon that can summon heavenly thunder. Seeing how hard you've worked for so many days, I can't let you work in vain... Take it and take a look for yourself."

Wang Meng shuddered and rubbed his hands on his body. He carefully took the pistol, held it in his hands, looked left and right, but couldn't figure it out after a long time.

Of course he couldn't see the reason, it would be strange if he could see it.

Zhang Shixun looked at him with a smile.

Wang Meng handed the pistol back to him, "Brother Zhang, is this the artifact that summons heavenly thunder?"

Zhang Shixun took the gun, opened the magazine, and took out a bullet: "This is what people call the heavenly thunder, fired through the divine weapon."

Wang Meng leaned forward to take a look and muttered, "It's incredible that such a small thing is actually a thunderbolt."