The inner courtyard of the Pingxi Royal Mansion is the courtyard where the relatives of the Fan family live, and the old family owner Fan Jingzhong lives in the main courtyard facing north and south.

Originally, today's relatives were all in the main courtyard, ready to wait for the three drums to sound, and then they all congratulated Fan Jingzhong on his birthday, but they never thought that the drums outside only sounded twice, and there was no news, and then, the main courtyard was surrounded by countless crossbowmen, and people were panicked for a while.

In the end, for some reason, those crossbowmen who were originally eyeing the wall fell like harvesting crops, and there was no news, and when everyone was waiting to check, the gate of the main courtyard opened, and then, Fan Xunzhang, father and son, took Ji Haotian and walked into the courtyard together.

"Father, Ji Gongzi?" Fan Ke, who was originally a female dependent, stayed in the main courtyard together to pay tribute to Fan Jingzhong, saw the father and son of the Fan family in brocade clothes, all of them were injured, and couldn't help frowning: "What happened?"

"It doesn't matter. ”

Fan Xunzhang looked at a kind of relative with a worried and puzzled look on his face, and showed a domineering smile: "Today's incident is that the enemy army in the western border specially planned an assassination operation against my Pingxi royal family, intending to destroy my Fan family's lineage, in a vain attempt to turn losses into profits in the war in the western border, but at this moment, the enemies who came to attack and harass have been dealt with by us, and everyone will not panic!"

"Hooray!"

"God bless my Pingxi royal family!"

"Just a barbarian thief, he dares to come to my palace to make trouble!

“……！”

Suddenly, everyone in the courtyard cheered in unison, and their morale was greatly boosted.

After listening to Fan Xunzhang's words, Fan Ke was slightly stunned.

Fan Xun Zhangzun is the king of Pingxi, responsible for the command of the entire line of soldiers and horses in the western border, and will naturally be regarded by the enemy as a thorn in the eye, a thorn in the flesh, and there are many assassinations and assassinations on weekdays.

But today's events are indeed too weird, you know, this is Yanjing City, a national capital teacher, at the feet of the Son of Heaven.

It is true that the factions in the DPRK and China are complicated and intrigue with each other, but this does not mean that Yanjing City is in chaos, at least from the surface, it is peaceful and heavily guarded, even the city defense general Niu Baoxian, who has dismounted, is also a fierce general with outstanding ability.

Let's ask, in such a heavily guarded Yanjing City, how could the spies of the enemy country get in?

One or two are enough, how is it possible to bypass the sight of the city-wide patrol and protect the army, and break through the Pingxi Palace?

If this matter is so easy to do, how dare the Son of Heaven sit firmly in the Chinese army in the Forbidden Palace?

Is it true that millions of miles of mountains and rivers are no man's land?

Even though Fan Ke had already seen that this matter was strange everywhere, she still did not debunk it in the end, because she believed that Fan Xunzhang did not tell the real reason, and must have his own thoughts.

"Less...... Ji Gongzi, please here!" After Fan Xunzhang explained the reason to the clansmen, he turned slightly sideways, let Ji Haotian in the middle position, and said loudly to everyone: "Everyone, this Ji Gongzi is the young owner of the Yunzhou Zhennan Medical Hall, and it is a miracle doctor who is difficult to find in the world, this time my father was able to turn the crisis into safety and sweep away many years of stubborn diseases, precisely because of the result of Ji Gongzi's skillful hand!"

"Engong is above, please accept the worship of my Fan clan!"

"Ji Gongzi!"

"Divine Doctor!"

“……！”

Suddenly, in the courtyard, dozens of children of the Fan family touched their knees to the ground and paid their respects.

"Everyone, Ji came here today to greet the birthday of the old master of Fan, and please get up, so as not to mess up the priority!"

Ji Haotian faced everyone, with an extraordinary bearing and gentle manner.

"Ji Gongzi is right! Everyone get up!"

After listening to Ji Haotian's words, Fan Xunzhang spoke in a ruddy voice, and his heart was full of joy.

didn't know Ji Haotian's identity before, he just thought that Ji Haotian was an ordinary young man.

But Ji Haotian at this moment is the ruler of the whole realm, the god of war in the world!

Such a majestic big man, being able to come to the house in person to celebrate his birthday, not only saved the Fan family, turned the tide of the tide, and helped the building to fall, but also at this moment, it also gave him enough face for the Fan family, which can be called a glorious lintel, if it wasn't for Ji Haotian's order to conceal his identity, I'm afraid that such a major event would have been enough to be written into the Fan family tree.

"Quick!

Fan Xunzhang waved his hand to signal everyone to get up, and gave another order.

"Squeak!"

After the door of the bedroom in the main courtyard was opened, two maids pushed Fan Jingzhong, who was in a wheelchair, and bathed in the sun.

After a few months of not seeing, Fan Jingzhong still recovered a lot, not only his face was ruddy, but he also looked fat, and his originally empty eyes also flashed the luster of life again.

Ji Haotian stretched out his arms, then folded his hands in front of his chest and gave a deep salute.

"Yunzhou Ji family!Ji Haotian, come to celebrate your birthday!"

That's it.

Like Fan Xunzhang, today's banquet should be lively and extraordinary, in the end, only Ji Haotian is here to pay his respects.

It seems to be very different from what I imagined before.

However, Fan Xunzhang didn't care about this.

He held today's banquet, not only to know that the old family owner Fan Jingzhong had just recovered from a serious illness, but also to be able to get close to the civil and military officials.

He is not a person who likes to socialize, and holding today's cocktail party is also mixed with a little helplessness, and there are no guests in the house at this time, but he is also happy and relaxed.

The most important thing is that Ji Haotian alone can reach the civil and military officials and wealthy businessmen and gentry who were originally going to be invited to the banquet in the plan.

For such supreme people, let alone make friends, how many people can see the true face of others?

Regarding this matter, Fan Xunzhang still has some regrets in his heart, Ji Haotian's character is still too low-key, otherwise once this matter is publicized, I am afraid that people in the world will know that the lord of Kyushu Pavilion has personally come to the Fan family to celebrate his birthday, and he will definitely be able to push the Pingxi royal family to a peak again.

"Good, good ......"

After months of recuperation, Fan Jingzhong was able to pronounce words, but he still didn't know very clearly.

Although his words were scarce, he knew in his heart that this young man was his savior, and his eyes continued to shine with gratitude and relief.

Fan Jingzhong is old, and it is not appropriate to see the wind and cold for a long time.

After Ji Haotian celebrated his birthday, everyone returned to the big courtyard where the banquet was held.

The strength of the royal family is incomparably majestic.

Just when Ji Haotian celebrated his birthday, the next person had already cleaned the yard with a new look, without any bloodstains, except for the courtyard wall repaired with new bricks, everything was ordinary, unexpectedly, there was no blood before.

In the compound, the banquet that was originally 100 tables was reduced to only five tables at the moment.

The Fan family has four tables, guarding all around, Fan Xunzhang's father and daughter, as well as Fan Xunzhang's brother and cousin, as a companion to Ji Haotian, during which Fan Xunzhang pushed several times, but Ji Haotian was still very educated and did not sit in the guest seat on the side.

"Knock! knock!"

Without the hindrance of the Wumeng and the Shuo royal family, the three drums resounded.

In the courtyard of the palace, singing and dancing are leveled.