When the caravan came to Yuanfu to pull things, Yao Yunshang and Ruan Guheng almost took their subordinates out at the same time to carry things to the carriage.

Yao Yunshang smiled at Ruan Guheng and deliberately walked to Ruan Guheng's side, "The weather is getting hotter, I wonder if it will be hotter in the south?"

"I heard yes. ”

"You're about to leave your hometown, and you may not have much chance of coming back in the future, what are your plans?" Yao Yunshang tried not to ask so obviously.

"We don't have any plans, what can we do? What about you? What are your plans?"

"Oh, I, I'm definitely going to draw a line with the people of our family!" After all, Yao Yunshang rarely did this kind of thing to find out the news, and she said everything she thought in her heart as soon as she spoke.

"Hmm. Ruan Guheng was noncommittal, she knew that it was impossible for her to draw a line with the family, after all, her brother Ruan Gumao was going to go to the south with him.

She just told Yuan Ying about such a big thing, but for a woman, it is not enough to just tell her beloved.

In addition, Yuan Ying is now looking for the hilt of the Heavenly Sword, and he rarely sees him go home every day.

Women, always like to chatter, Yuan Ying is not there, she has no way to find someone to tell this secret, she can only rot in her stomach, she is unwilling to see Yao Yunshang for too long, for fear that she will accidentally leak the secret.

She knew that she couldn't let anyone know about this matter, otherwise it would add a variable to the already uncertain situation in Heavenly Sword City.

The hilt of the Heavenly Sword was not found for a long time, and Yuan Ying refused to pass on the position of the city lord to Fan Qingsong.

The Yao family and the Ruan family didn't have anything, but Fan Qingsong gradually couldn't sit still.

Fan Zhihua deliberately found someone to look at Fan Qingsong, just because she was afraid that he would do something impulsively.

Fan Qingsong walks around the yard like ants on a hot pot at home every day, and someone next to him serves him with tea and water. But how can the anger and anxiety in Fan Qingsong's heart be extinguished with a pot of tea?

People are very interesting animals, and when they know that they have a chance to be promoted, few people can calm down.

Many people are mostly in a fluttering state at this time, just like Fan Qingsong just won the competition, he is so beautiful in his heart that he can almost forget his surname.

But if the high position in his hand is not obtained for a long time, people will become frizzy, just like Fan Qingsong is now, he feels that he can't wait to put on two wings and fly to Yuan Ying's mansion to ask him how long he will have to wait.

But now that he is being looked down upon by his family, how can he question Yuan Ying?

Fan Qingsong also knew in his heart that he was too frizzy at this time, but it was easier said than done, even if he knew that he had to calm down at this time, he couldn't do it!

I couldn't sleep well tonight, Fan Qingsong at this time was like a lion with a fried hair, if anyone dared to come forward, he would explode at whom!

Finally, he waited for an opportunity, Fan Zhihua's sedan chair had just left the house, and Fan Qingsong came to the room to drape it neatly.

As the commander of the city defense army, he usually wears a military uniform.

After getting dressed, he carried his sword in his hand and went directly to the gate of the house.

The subordinates guarding the door saw Fan Qingsong appear at the door in military uniform, and subconsciously wanted to intercept him.

Fan Qingsong raised his sword and fell, and a tree outside the door was cut off, and he glanced around coldly: "Which of you has a hard head with this tree?"

A group of subordinates guarding the door did not speak, who dared to speak? Who would dare to compete with the fried lion now?

Fan Qingsong smiled coldly, walked out of Fan's mansion quickly, led a horse tied to the door, turned over and rode towards the city gate.

When they arrived at the gate of the city, the soldiers guarding the city saw that the city guards were coming, and one or two of them seemed to be looking forward to the stars and the moon.

Fan Qingsong was naturally very happy to see his brothers.

"Where has the chief been lately?"

"Don't mention it, are the brothers ready?"

Everyone replied in unison, "Ready!"

"How about going with me tonight!"

"I am willing to live and die with the general!"

Fan Qingsong, who was supported by the soldiers defending the city, finally lost his face.

Leaving Fan's Mansion and coming to the city gate, it would be basically impossible for Fan Zhihua to take care of Fan Qingsong again.

Fan Zhihua probably knew such a result, so when he came home and heard that Fan Qingsong was wearing a military uniform and went straight to the city gate, he knew that something bad was going to happen.

Recently, his son has been very impetuous, and he has been urging himself and him to bring people to Yuan's mansion to force Yuan Ying to abdicate.

In this sensitive period, Fan Zhihua certainly does not want to be a first-class bird and refuses to strike first.

What's more, at this time, the strong enemy is on the side, and it is still unknown whether the first strike will be controlled or controlled.

What he was most worried about was that if Fan Qingsong really went to the Yuan Mansion to force the palace, and at this time, the attitude of the Ruan family was not yet clear, if the Ruan family really joined forces with the Yao family, then where would there be anything with the Fan family in Heavenly Sword City?

Now that Fan Qingsong is hiding at the city gate, it is impossible for him to find him, that is to say, either he can intercept Fan Qingsong on their way to Yuan's mansion, or he will find a way out for himself and the entire family.

There were many ways to get to Yuan's Mansion at the city gate, and Fan Qingsong would definitely not set off from the city gate with great fanfare, and he didn't know the specific time of their action.

At the same time, because Yuan Ying was looking for the hilt of the Heavenly Sword, the entire Heavenly Sword City was curfew at night, and Fan Zhihua would definitely be arrested by the army patrolling the city if he wanted to take people out to intercept him at night.

These people patrolling the city are all from the military camp in the western suburbs, and Fan Qingsong also knows this, will he put down the people patrolling the city at that time?

If he really did this, then Fan Zhihua still had the possibility of intercepting them.

You can don't think about these things first, think about how to get out of it first!

Thinking of this, Fan Zhihua immediately asked someone to send all the women in the family out of the city and to the Central Plains.

In the past few years, Fan Zhihua has purchased some properties in the Central Plains, just to prevent anything from happening in Heavenly Sword City at that time and to find a way out for himself in advance.

The only thing that failed was that he failed to help Fan Qingsong find a family affair in the past few years, but fortunately, his concubine recently gave birth to a son, and the Fan family will not be without a queen.

Fan Zhihua sent all the best guests in the house to the Central Plains with his family, and after seeing the group leave Heavenly Sword City, Fan Zhihua's heart was half relieved.

He sent someone to pass on the news, and tonight with the golden gong as an order, the Fan brothers who heard the golden gong immediately went to the gate of the Yuan Mansion to meet!

After everything was arranged, Fan Zhihua sat motionless in the empty courtyard, not even lighting the lamp.

At this time, there is no need to light up the yard, the whole Fan Mansion is when the lights are bright, although there are lights now, but the lights without the noise of women and children look so unreal!