In the car, Yang Changfan and Zhao Wenhua sat opposite each other, also worried.

This sedan is much more elaborate than He Yongqiang's, even if Yang Changfan doesn't understand, looking at the texture of the materials and the exquisiteness of the carving, he can probably decide one or two, if He Yongqiang's car is a Mercedes-Benz BMW, this car is a limited edition Ferrari.

Even if you are an official, even if you have so much money, not everyone dares to go out in a limited edition Ferrari, it is too high-profile, unless you can afford such a high-profile.

Looking at this Lord Zhao again, the deep wrinkles on his face and the expression of an eternal smile seem to tell you that Lao Tzu's city is deeper than the Pacific Ocean Trench.

But what Lord Zhao is doing now is not a city government to speak of, he is holding a rich bell in his right hand, patting it with his left hand, looking up and down, and he is quite interested.

"I heard you did it?" Zhao Wenhua asked with a smile.

"It was made by the grass people."

"Given by the concubine?"

Yang Changfan was embarrassed, it was not that he was poor in words, but that he couldn't figure out the path of this Lord Zhao, do you believe in Concubine Hai or don't believe it? What kind of story would you like to hear?

"The meaning of the concubine, the grass people dare not figure out ......"

"What did that person say...... Zhao Wenhua scratched his chin and smiled, "I remember, this crisp sound is Concubine Hai talking, right?" ”

Yang Changfan was even more embarrassed: "This is all spread by them." ”

"I think it's kind of interesting." Zhao Wenhua smiled and dialed again, "Do you know what I bought these wind chimes for?" ”

This adult is really funny, the military situation is so urgent, I have to let people guess this.

"Play with the kids?" Yang Changfan guessed casually.

"Sneer......" Lord Zhao showed a wicked smile, "It's not for children, it's older than children, guess again." ”

"Give it to ......," Yang Changfan thought for a long time before saying, "Play with Mingzhu." ”

"It's bigger, guess again."

"Send a friend?"

"It's big."

"Give...... The important ministers of the DPRK and the central government ...... "Yang Changfan has begun to be empty.

"Bigger."

"First ...... Shousuke-sama......"

"A little bigger." Zhao Wenhua admired Yang Changfan's flusteredness.

Yang Changfan swallowed and spat at the mouth and forcibly guessed: "Give ...... to His Royal Highness the Prince"

"Haha! What are you pretending to be stupid! Zhao Wenhua laughed heartily, causing the wind chimes to sway, "To the prince and his father!" ”

Yang Changfan stared at the wind chime dumbly, although it was something he made himself, but it was purely a thing, he didn't expect it at all, and it was impossible for him to think that now this thing has been shining to such a point?

"Naturally, you don't understand the emperor's preferences." Zhao Wenhua looked at Yang Changfan's blank appearance, and shook his head mysteriously.

Yang Changfan stabilized his emotions and said: "If it is really as the adults said, the grass people should take it back and process it properly, rub it with gold powder, and smear it with vermilion, so that it can get into the eyes of the emperor." ”

"Then you're wrong!" Zhao Wenhua laughed again, "What hasn't the emperor seen?" The more you apply grease and powder, the more he feels vulgar! He likes light, and it's best to have a hint of fairy energy! That's just right! What you said is exactly what I want, the concubine gives the bell! Whisper in your ears! According to the emperor's teachings, the more worthless things are, the more natural things are, the more valuable they are. ”

Yang Changfan showed the same expression as Zhao Wenhua at that time, people, it turned out that they could be so shameless.

"And you see, this thing just happened to be on the string." Zhao Wenhua put down the wind chimes and said quite happily, "This time I came to Zhejiang, it is to sacrifice the Haiping Wa, the sea god Mazu received my sincerity, gave you the wind chimes, conveyed the route of the Japanese boat to you, and let you find me, this credit, not you and me?" ”

"The grass people don't dare to ...... Foolishness is purely hot-blooded......" Yang Changfan found that this person's shamelessness was far better than his own, and immediately showed an expression of admiration.

"Don't be too humble, listen to me." The corners of Zhao Wenhua's mouth raised, "When you arrive in Hangzhou, talk about the military situation first, you must be accurate, otherwise the governor and governor will refuse to send troops, and it will be the people who suffer." ”

"Refuse to send troops?"

"Yang Gongzi, half of the soldiers in the world are stationed in the north to defend the prisoners, and half are in the south to resist the Japanese, I am a million heroes in the Ming Dynasty, if I strictly defend it, will the Japanese still have the courage to attack?"

"What Lord Zhao said is, but why don't you refuse to send troops?"

"Actually, I don't need to say so much, but since you are the son of a man, you are sensible, and you have accepted Concubine Hai's explanation, so I will explain a little." Zhao Wenhua coughed his throat and said, "It's not that I support the soldiers and respect myself, I feel sorry for the soldiers I raised, and I don't want to lose the soldiers." ”

"The guard is not the ...... of the imperial court," Yang Changfan slapped his palms before reacting, "The main force is recruited and raised in various places." ”

"Do you still have some eyesight?" Zhao Wenhua showed a suspicious gaze, "This time I came to Zhejiang, firstly, to be ordered by the emperor to sacrifice to the sea, and secondly, it is also to rectify the wind. ”

When Yang Changfan heard this, he couldn't help but slap a soul-level sycophant: "Lord Zhao has both the sincerity of a puppet and the strategy of the world, and the grass people are reckless, I am really ashamed!" ”

"Haha!" Zhao Wenhua was overjoyed when he heard this, "Guo Qian, Yang Gongzi's performance today is much better than that of my sons." ”

"Your Excellency is too modest."

"But Qian, these sons really can't be mentioned." Zhao Wenhua shook his head blankly, looking really dissatisfied with his son. Looking at Yang Changfan again, he is tall and big, although his clothes are a little miserable, but he has too much talking and thinking.

Yang Changfan felt something from this look.

It seems that I should immediately kneel down and shout Daddy cover me!

But Yang Changfan's knees are still hard.

Politely polite...... In order to achieve some grand goals, it is nothing to recognize a godfather, but the details of this person are really a little confusing. The court is very chaotic, and it is easy to follow bad luck if you accidentally recognize a father.

"Hey!" Zhao Wenhua saw that Yang Changfan did not act, and immediately sighed, "I think back then, I was a little older than you, and after being a sergeant, I worked under the current Shoufu Lord Yan." Lord Yan also has unspeakable secrets, the eldest son was born with a glance, by chance, Lord Yan accepted me as a righteous son, this is a good story in the court. ”

Yang Changfan felt that this passage was very informative.

Dare to love this one by recognizing his father, and hinted that recognizing his father would be rumored to be a "good story".

He has never heard of Lord Zhao, but the so-called Lord Yan must be Yan Song, who is very famous on the list of the top ten traitors in Chinese history, on par with He Shen, and slightly inferior to Qin Hui, because Qin Hui killed Yue Fei in time, Yan Song didn't have time to kill Qi Jiguang, and if he was given another five years, he would have the capital to go further.

Even if you don't care about traitors and vain ministers, from a pragmatic point of view, Yang Changfan's father doesn't dare to admit it.

No matter how Lord Zhao looks at it, he will be 50 years old, so Yan Song will be at least 70 years old, even if he is not sick or sick, it seems that he will not be able to jump in a few years, at this time, who dares to get on your boat and pass on this "father-son story"!

After Zhao Wenhua's sudden interest, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. He really liked it when he saw Yang Changfan, especially the fancy dismounting, but it was difficult for Yang Changfan to follow up the name of a scholar in his life, and he couldn't be a jinshi, and it was difficult to develop, unless he was really Yan Song's own son.

"When you enter Hangzhou Mansion, you behave well." Zhao Wenhua coughed, gradually calmed down, and staggered the topic, "As for the matter of the sea concubine and the wind chime, I will arrange it myself, and afterwards I will seal you Shaoxing 'praying for sea sacrifice wine'." Even if I am not there, the major event of the sea sacrifice must not be delayed. ”

"Thank you, sir!" Yang Changfan immediately saluted and thanked him.

"Let's take a break, I will have to cross the river later, I'm afraid that I will be able to reach Hangzhou in time." Zhao Wenhua finished speaking, put his hands into his sleeves, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Yang Changfan couldn't wait to take a break, he was not interested in what 'praying for sea wine', and he was not qualified to participate in the power struggle here.