King Yan has 200,000 soldiers and horses in the sixteen states of Yanyun, it is impossible to say that he has no thoughts about this country, and the spies of King Yan's Mansion are also all over Qianyang, even if there are many of them. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As for why he didn't wave his army south, Fang Yun didn't dare to ask more, but Zhuge Wuhou was his husband and the advisor of King Yan, and the intelligence system of King Yan's Mansion was not in the hands of others, but in the hands of Zhuge Wuhou.

For Fang Yun, Zhuge Wuhou's opinion of him has improved a lot, his attitude is not too bad, he came here to borrow someone to train a group of people, he is also happy, His Royal Highness wants to do things after all, it is a good thing, King Yan only has one son, and the future heir to the throne is Fang Yun.

If Fang Yun really had some achievements, he would be happy to come to Zhuge Wuhou.

The guards of the Yan Wangfu have bright guards and secret guards, of course, there are only secret agents for spies, Fang Yun borrowed ten masters to train spies, and the one who took the lead was an ordinary-looking man in his forties, with a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

"Liu Fan, is this your real name?" Fang Yun met this head of the spy alone, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, this person was so ordinary, he felt that his martial arts were only third-rate, why was he the head of the spies, and now he was a master of training spies.

"Back to Your Highness, it's your real name." Liu Fan smiled, without a trace of fear, Fang Yun had never seen him, but as a secret agent, Liu Fan didn't know how many times he had seen His Royal Highness the Prince.

"I guess you've used a lot of fake names."

"It's natural, I remember thirty-seven in all."

"Do you remember that? Do you remember the name now? Fang Yun was surprised.

"When pretending to be a person, you must keep in mind the familiarity of the name, be sensitive, but also be vigilant, the name is often the easiest way to leak a secret agent." Liu Fan said simply, Fang Yun naturally wouldn't let go of this sentence so easily, think about it carefully, too, if it is his own name, even if others whisper it, he will vaguely hear it, if it is his own fake name, even if someone shouts it loudly, it may be ignored by himself.

"I'm not here to borrow people to let you train spies, but you have the means to train people, I believe this, I just want to train a group of third-rate gang members, not demanding, make them loyal, and then find some clever talkers to be storytellers, and the rest are the shopkeepers and shopkeepers of restaurants, and those who are too stupid are eliminated."

"Your Highness, this is to open a restaurant, but there is no need to be so complicated to open a restaurant, how good it is to recruit people directly." Liu Fan was a little puzzled, and even more puzzled, as for opening a restaurant.

"There are some things you don't understand, these restaurants must be scattered, they don't know each other, but there is a need to have a channel of contact, and they can't let people know that I am in control, of course, they are no longer under the name of Yan Wangfu, so their loyalty must be high, I opened this restaurant, mainly to collect all kinds of information on the rivers and lakes, sort it out, pick out the useful ones and take them back, and these restaurants can also spread information, that is, public opinion, this is the wonderful use of storytellers, for example, I have ten restaurants in Hangzhou, Let these ten storytellers all say that the Liao people have broken through Yanjing City and will immediately attack Bianzhou, how many people do you say will believe it? Fang Yun talked eloquently, but Liu Fan fell into contemplation and spread rumors, this way seems to be very powerful.

Not to mention anything else, just based on the public opinion that His Royal Highness the Prince said, he had some worries, and felt that there was a lot to be done, but it didn't work, and he didn't know how powerful it was after all.

Liu Fan was already planning to help Fang Yun train those gang disciples, and the members of the Tiger Roar Gang who were still drinking and eating meat had no idea that their hearts would be broken and glued again, and they didn't know how many times they would have to repeat this before Liu Fan would let them go.

The training method of Liu Fan and others is definitely not so simple, an era has a bright spot of an era, never underestimate the culture and IQ of the ancients.

Wang Xiaohu took a cheatbook and left, but Fang Yun still arranged some people to help him integrate all the gangs in Hangzhou as soon as possible, the city of Hangzhou belonged to the Yan Wangfu on the surface, and it was naturally in his own hands secretly.

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Things are done slowly, don't be in a hurry, Fang Yun is very stable, but also because time is not in a hurry, everything must be done step by step, if you want to build a tall building, then you have to dig deep into the foundation.

The Tiger Roar Gang has not stopped very recently, integrating some small gangs in the west of the city, and I don't know where a few first-class masters have joined the Tiger Roar Gang, and no one dared to move for a while, of course, their opponents are naturally some gangs in Hangzhou City.

Their rivers and lakes are not big, only Hangzhou, so the opponent is just like that.

Fang Yun's small movements didn't fill Fang Yi, he and Zhuge Wuhou in the study glanced at each other, and smiled helplessly: "After all, it's still a little family, even if this Tiger Roar Gang has thousands of people in the end, how can it be the opponent of a thousand Yanyun Iron Cavalry?" ”

"But His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is still enlightened, and understands how difficult it is to grasp the rights of the prince, and it is good to use it to practice first."

"What's going on with the restaurant?" Fang Yi frowned and asked.

"I guess it's an intelligence thing." Zhuge Wuhou said lightly.

"Waste of resources." Fang Yi pouted, Yan Yun's spies are all over the world, Fang Yun's little means....it is really a small means.

"Zaixing, but you're back with troops?" Zhuge Wuhou coughed suddenly, the corners of his mouth were slightly oozing blood, Fang Yi frowned slightly, and there was only a little nothing in his eyes.

"I came back, and in the end I only brought back 10,000 soldiers and horses, or I came back in batches, there were too many people, Tong Guan couldn't hold it down, the emperor would definitely know that I brought some soldiers and horses, but what he could see, there were only more than 1,000 people." Fang Yi couldn't help but look to the north.

"It's good to come back, Sheng Qian, who has internal and external troubles..........."

Whenever there is a wave in his heart, Fang Yun will always do Tai Chi once, if it doesn't work, then twice.

Every move and style are famous, raising his hands and stomping his feet are all potential, holding the moon in his arms, Fang Yun turned around and held his hands, opened the fan step by step, and the wind sounded.

Grab the tail of the bird, slap, squeeze, press, step on the yin and yang, and the palm of the hand.

Descend the dragon and subdue the tiger, the offensive is like a dragon, the horizontal is like a tiger, the advance is reversed, and the retreat is the dragon and the tiger.

Every move and style are integrated with nature, the mystery of yin and yang is radiating outward from the center of Fang Yun, the branches of the plane tree are gently swaying, and the tender green leaves are only slightly swaying, not falling.

After a set of punches, Fang Yun, who had his palms together, his shoulders and elbows heavi, his chest and back pulled, and he spit out a breath of turbidity, only felt that he had improved a lot.

Everyone is a person who practices martial arts, but there are very few people who can reach such a realm, especially the artistic conception of Taijiquan is superficially the meaning of health, but the artistic conception of yin and yang can not only maintain health, as long as there is a fight, people can not be found in the north.

People practice martial arts, practice is the physique and strength, meridians and acupoints, and then sublimate some is the spiritual conception, and martial arts related acupoints, the human body has a total of thirty-six, meridians have twelve.

Every meridian and acupoint can store true qi, and martial arts practitioners are not only a dantian breath, but also practice to a high depth, the whole body is full of energy, and there is great power when you raise your hands and feet.

Third-rate martial artists open three tricks and one vein, and the same is true for Fang Yun, in general, the more tricks are opened, the stronger the qi becomes, and it is difficult to open up all the tricks and meridians.

The meridians and knots are closely related to a person's realm, for example, Wang Xiaohu used to be a little grandmaster, and his right arm was cut off, although it was not an instant, but he also slowly fell to a second-rate martial artist, and the meridians and knots that were once developed also have on his arms, so even if his little grandmaster's perception is still there, he must find new exercises, specialize in rushing the knots, and return to the realm of the little grandmaster.

Thirty-six tricks, twelve meridians, if there is no peerless exercise, there is no way to break through the tricks or meridians, you want to open the tricks are as difficult as ascending to the sky, people who practice martial arts, less than a certain realm, do not practice for a day, regress for three days, the meridians and tricks are expanding with age, and they are gradually stable, so the masters who come and go are all practicing from a young age.

Fang Yun's meridians, which were already seventeen years old, were not yet stable, but it was too late to practice, and being able to become a third-rate martial artist at this time had already surprised others.

However, Fang Yun, who has the artistic conception of yin and yang, is not simple, after other people's tricks are stable, it is difficult to have room for growth, but he is equivalent to having the soul of a great grandmaster, and it is effortless to practice, even if the meridians are blocked, the tricks are different, and with the meaning of yin and yang, it can be opened up early.

Fang Yun, who was sitting quietly under the plane tree, took the invitation, Yuhang Poetry Club, Su Family.

"It's a poetry meeting again, the Su family really doesn't forget me, and every poetry meeting will inevitably send invitations." The invitation was casually thrown on the stone table, and Qiao'er picked it up again, shaking his arm.

"Your Highness will go, write a few poems tomorrow to show your style, and the future will be clear, so this poetry meeting is also very exciting."

"Okay, okay, don't shake it, I can't go." Fang Yun asked Qiao'er to let go of his arm and walked to the small West Lake in the palace, the Yanwang Mansion covers an area of nearly 30,000 square meters, and there are rockeries, fake waters, and fake bamboo gardens, this mansion was originally the palace of the emperor of the Sui Dynasty, and it was built extremely beautiful, and the scenery was pleasant.

In the Qianyang period, this mansion was originally also the palace of the royal family, or a resort holy place, but Zhejiang became the fief of King Yan, and this palace naturally became the residence of King Yan.

The scenery of the small West Lake in the house is pleasant, and I don't know how many literati and artists want to come and find out.

Sitting on the bluestone slab on the shore of the small West Lake, the weeping willows on the shore of the river are just blocking the afternoon sun, sitting in the shade of the trees, it is very leisurely.

There is a waterside pavilion next to Xiaoxi Lake, and there are several dew bridges on the water, and the scenery is natural, enough to see that the craftsman who built this mansion is definitely a grandmaster.

Fang Yun, who was thinking about things, was a little dazed, and was suddenly awakened by a burst of coldness, only to see a half-meter-long red-tailed carp jumping out of the water, slapping its tail, making the lake splash and splash right on his face.

Fang Yun rolled his eyes, there were so many fish in the lake, this one was very big, and it was particularly arrogant, Fang Yun didn't want to pay attention to it, but he didn't expect this red-tailed carp to be endless.

Always slapping the water with his tail, His Royal Highness the impatient Prince changed his expression, and shook his empty hand forward, and the carp that had just fallen into the water was pulled up by a force out of thin air.

Originally thought that this big carp would struggle, but when he saw the big carp in his hand staring at him pitifully, a tear flowed out of the fish's eyes, making Fang Yun a little overwhelmed.

Fang Yun hurriedly threw the big carp into the lake, but he didn't expect the big carp to surface, looking at him with his eyes, and kept slapping the water with his tail.

Fang Yun, who was a little confused, was confused, what was this for, he was impatient and wanted me to eat it?

"It's not a good idea." Fang Yun hurriedly shook his head, no matter what kind of living being, there was no time when he was impatient, especially this big carp, which looked very active and had tears, I don't know how many years old the carp was.

Fang Yun was in a daze, the big carp kept jumping out of the water, and for half an hour, Fang Yun clapped his hands, and the carp calmed down: "You want to go out?" ”

The red-tailed carp hurriedly patted the surface of the water, and was extremely excited to swim to Fang Yun's side, Fang Yun stopped it from thinking about it and said, "How about I send you to West Lake?" ”

There was another sound of slapping water, thinking that this big carp had already thought about it, as long as it was not in this small West Lake, it would be fine.

"Then I'll find you a wooden basin and let someone send it to you." Fang Yun turned around and wanted to leave, but he didn't expect the big carp to hurriedly slap the water again, jumping out of the lake, Fang Yun couldn't help but hug the big carp, the big carp didn't shake its body, just looked at him directly.

Fang Yun, whose clothes were almost soaked, looked helpless: "Let me personally send you to West Lake?" ”

The big carp shook its tail slightly, and even if he agreed, Fang Yun had no choice but to nod, such a big carp is still so spiritual, he will not kill easily, he directly ran to the gate of the palace with the big carp in his arms, and walked all the way, I don't know how many people were dumbfounded, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World What are you doing, don't you feel tired of holding the half-meter-long big carp like this?

With a stunned expression, the horseman watched Fang Yun ride the clouds in the sky, holding the big carp with the red tail in his arms and turning into a puff of smoke and leaving the city.

After all, Hangzhou City is not far from the West Lake, but Fang Yun is still galloping all the way, such a spiritual big carp is definitely not a mortal thing, he doesn't want it to suffocate to death, all the way to the dust, less than a stick of incense, he came to the shore of the West Lake.

The old monk was on the shore at this time to the little monk Yu Wen to tell the Dharma, saying that everything in the world, plants, trees and insects have spirits, everything in heaven and earth has life, as long as there are things under the sky, they have their meaning, the old monk also said that the most spiritual in the water is the carp, especially the red-tailed carp.

If anyone is lucky enough to meet a spiritual carp, they are often people with great luck.

Then I saw His Royal Highness the Prince riding a horse with a half-meter-long red tail.

The two monks looked at His Royal Highness the Prince of the World in a daze, and threw the big carp into the lake, and the half-meter-long red-tailed carp slapped its tail excitedly, jumping up several times in succession, before reluctantly saying goodbye to His Royal Highness the Prince.

Fang Yun glanced at the two monks, oh, the chicken-eating monk from Leifeng Pagoda.

However, he turned and got on his horse and left, this time he went out without guards, the world was too dangerous, and he didn't want to meet any assassins.

The little monk Yu Wen said with a confused face: "Master, is that son just now the one you said had great luck?" ”

The old monk watched Fang Yun ride away, a golden red light flashed on his body, and he vaguely saw the purple qi coming from the east, and quickly rubbed his eyes with his sleeve.

"Master, is it all right?" Yu Wen tugged at his cuffs and tugged at him.

"Hehe, he's so lucky that he's almost unstable." The old monk looked at the carp in the lake that was just about to go away, pondered for a while, and did not know what to think.