"Really?"

In order to verify the news brought by Xiao Er, a group of diners checked out and walked out of the restaurant to verify the truth.

The dignified left phase, the existence of the first product! was actually taken away by a Jing Zhaoyin of the third grade, no matter how it sounds, it seems like a joke.

......

The Chamberlain's Mansion, the back garden, under the gazebo,

Su Cheng came to Meng Fan with a happy face,

"Childe, two good news!"

"Two?"

Putting down the teacup, Meng Fan raised his eyebrows.

"The Lord of Sui passed down the holy decree, and because he held the ring, he was promoted to the hussar general of the second grade, and he was stationed in Qizhou Mansion!"

When he said this, Su Cheng's face was not only excited but also excited.

Licheng County, Qizhou Prefecture, was originally their base camp,

Now that there is Cheng Yanjin's garrison, and Pei Yuanqing, the son of Pei Renji, the assassin of Qizhou, is already on his side, the entire Qizhou Mansion is equivalent to being in his hands.

In this way, the faction of his own son is no longer a lamb to be slaughtered, and those gate valve forces must be carefully considered if they want to do it.

"Is he a second-rank hussar general? And the right to garrison? What does the Sui lord want to do? Will this guy take the opportunity to send "warmth" in such a good fortune?"

It's okay not to listen, but when Meng Fan heard it, he chuckled in his heart, and an ominous premonition suddenly came to his heart.

"Childe, Lord Sui's thoughts can actually be understood, biting Jin has defeated the existence of Murong Guo and Tuyuhun's first master, so that his garrison can undoubtedly deter the other three kingdoms....."

Seeing that Meng Fan's face was a little wrong, Su Cheng was puzzled and hurriedly explained.

Isn't that a great event?

Why does his son-in-law look unhappy?

As everyone knows, just when Su Cheng explained, Meng Fan's ominous premonition had become a reality.

"Ding, good luck from the sky, congratulations to the host for being promoted to become a hussar general of the second grade, and a special reward of 300,000 taels of silver ......"

"300,000 taels? Isn't it too much?

Under the gazebo, Meng Fan no longer knew what to say, it was really a crow's mouth, what to say!

Anyway, the day before yesterday, he just stuffed You Junda with 200,000 taels of silver, thinking that he would be able to relax a little in the past few days, but he didn't expect to come another 300,000 taels in the blink of an eye.

Now the general ledger is again 500,000 taels.

But as time went on, the days of distributing 200,000 taels of silver on time every day were finally coming to an end.

If you stick to it for three more days, you will be completely relieved.

"Childe...... Am I saying something wrong?"

Seeing that Meng Fan's face was very ugly, Su Cheng hurriedly asked carefully.

"Nothing! That's a good thing! What about the other one?"

Adjust your mentality, Meng Fan asked again.

"The second thing is that Jing Zhaoyin went to the Prime Minister's Mansion to get people, it should be the Sui Lord who made a holy decree, otherwise Zhang Quan wouldn't dare to do it at all!"

Seeing that his son-in-law was back to normal, Su Cheng was slightly relieved and replied.

This matter has been calculated for a long time, and finally there is a result, which is really not easy.

"Took someone?"

Meng Fan's eyes flashed,

"Yes, Childe! However, based on the evidence we provide, it is estimated that we can only implement Yang Xuangan's crimes, as for Yang Su.... Fear.... But he definitely can't do the position of the left minister!"

"It's okay! The Yang family is far from over!"

Waving his hand, the corners of Meng Fan's mouth curled slightly.

Lord Sui is not mediocre, and he must also look at the evidence, and many things have to be weighed.

As long as Yang Su comes down from the phase, things will be much easier to do later.

"Childe, there's one more thing ....."

Just when Meng Fan thought there was nothing wrong, Su Cheng spoke again.

"How?"

"Murong Hai, the poet god of Murong Country over the ring, has taken the stage, and he named and asked Gongzi to fight!

Speaking of this, Su Cheng's face had a hint of expectation.

The affairs of the Prime Minister's Mansion have been almost resolved, and the call for his son-in-law to come to power is getting higher and higher, so as long as his son-in-law wins against Murong Hai, the Lord of Sui will definitely be rewarded.

"Plagiarism?"

Meng Fan frowned.

"Yes, didn't Gongzi make a poem called Jiangjin Wine before, and I don't know who passed this poem to Murong Hai, but Murong Hai asserted on the spot that this poem was not written by Gongzi, and there are many unexplainable names on it, which must be plagiarized!

In front of Meng Fan, Su Cheng told the truth and did not hide it.

And because Meng Fan did not take the stage for the first time after entering the city, many people actually believed this statement.

"Is this the god of poetry so arrogant?"

Here, Meng Fan originally didn't have anything, this poem was originally moved by him, and there is nothing to dispute.

But when he heard that Murong Hai, the god of poetry, actually said that this poem was average, he suddenly couldn't bear it.

The level of the poet is recognized!

You can say that he is not good, but you can't belittle Li Bai like this!

If this poem is all of the middle grade, does he want to see what the superior work of this poetic god Murong Haikou looks like?

"Childe.... You see...."

"Tomorrow, I'll go to the Peony Pavilion to meet this Murong Hai!"

Back to his senses, Meng Fan made up his mind,

If nothing else, I want to seek justice for Li Bai.

"What... Childe is going tomorrow.... Okay! good..... The subordinates will arrange it..."

When Su Cheng heard this, he was overjoyed, and after bowing, he retreated.

"Wait!"

"What else does Childe command?"

However, he was just about to turn around, but was stopped by Meng Fan again.

"In order to celebrate the promotion of the second grade of the gold, there are 300,000 silver to celebrate, and I will find a way to spend it before sunrise tomorrow!"

Meng Fan immediately took out a thick stack of silver tickets from his sleeve.

There is no way, now Meng Fan really has no way to spend money in his mind, so he can only do it in the attitude of who causes trouble and who is responsible!

If it weren't for Su Cheng's report of the good news, how could he get 300,000 taels of silver?

Therefore, Su Cheng is responsible for this matter!

"So much, isn't Childe a little too extravagant...."

Looking at the silver ticket, Su Cheng was stunned on the spot.

"Luxury?"

Meng Fan raised his eyebrows,

"Luxury!"

"Then it's a luxury!"

“.......”

Different from the ease of the Shirou Mansion,

At this time, the sound of smashing cups kept coming from the conference hall.

A group of staff and doormen stood outside and trembled with fear, and no one dared to be the first to go in and persuade them.

Right now, King Jin is on top of his anger, and whoever provokes him is unlucky.

"Meng Fan, do you think you succeeded this time?

After a while, Yang Guang's roar came from the hall.

"Your Highness!"

Hearing this, the staff hurriedly trotted inside.

Ha guy, as far as the eye can see, there are broken tea cups everywhere, and it is difficult to find a place to stay.

"Go, give me all the poems that Meng Fan has done immediately, and send them to the poetry god Murong Hai, and this king will personally watch him defeat and return!"