"Say, when you're done, you get out." Zhu Youzhen sat back on the dragon chair, still unable to calm the anger in his heart. Yang Fan glanced at Zhu Youzhen and said, "I hope that the saint will benefit a lot from walking more like Shanxi and his party." Always stay in this square city, even if the saint is eloquent, his vision is also in this square city. ”

How many capable people don't dare to say anything, Yang Fan blurted out, and immediately got so angry that Zhu Youzhen's face turned white. Isn't this last sentence still saying that I am short-sighted? As soon as Yang Fan walked to the Qianqing Palace, he immediately heard a crisp sound of broken porcelain from behind him. The corners of his mouth are the same, and he secretly said in his heart: From today onwards, Lao Tzu will stop doing it. You can play as much as you like.

As soon as he took a few steps, Luo Yangxing stepped forward and looked at the high-spirited Yang Fan suspiciously, thinking that he had seen the wrong eye, so he specially moved the lantern of the Jinyi guard behind him closer and took another look. Today's Ling Hebo seemed to be a little different, so he asked, "Has the lord been praised by the saint tonight?" ”

Yang Fan took his hand and walked leisurely on the side road in the palace, "Why does Commander Luo ask that?" ”

"The lord has it written on his face. This mouth is almost grinning to the root of the ear. He waved his hand and asked several people behind him to go on patrol as usual, holding the lamp himself and walking beside Yang Fan. The two can be regarded as having some friendship, although it is not very deep, but they have met several times.

"This time, Commander Luo guessed wrong. I just lost my job and I'm going to go back. The two of them had already passed by the Imperial Palace and walked towards the palace gate. Yang Fan's depression and sadness for a few days were swept away tonight, just looking at the bright moon and thinking about some people he cared about. When I was in Taiji Palace, Deshan Lao Tao said that you should live according to your heart. His day. I slept for a long time and thought a lot.

Su'er's departure is not a good thing. Since he can't save her, why should he give up the chance to survive. She is gone, and she should not be sad. Rather, it should be blessed. It's just that he still has a little worry in his heart, Luo Yifei, like her, is new to the rivers and lakes, but fortunately, Luo Yifei's strength is not weak.

"Losing your job?" Luo Yangxing was stunned for a moment, "Sir, you're laughing again." This is protected by the Holy Heavens, and who else in the world can move you. I see. It must have been a gift from the Holy Lord. ”

"It's really a loss of work. From now on, there will be no more Ling Hebo in the Ming Dynasty. In a few days, I will be leaving Beijing. Here, I wish the commander and the official fortune prosperous and smooth sailing. The two had already walked to the Fengtian Gate, and Yang Fan bowed his hand to leave.

The night breeze blows on the river in the inner city. There are dark waves. Yang Fan stood on the Jinshui Bridge, looked back at this high city, and said, "This city is really big." It's a pity that there is no place for me Yang Fan to display my ambitions, so let's go! He stepped into the carriage and said, "Go back to Laopu Street." ”

The carriage slowly pulled out.

A curfew is approaching, and there are fewer people walking around the city. Yang Fan looked out of the car window. Stunned.

"I'm disappointed with your decision." The person at the front of the car, I don't know when. Replaced by another figure. Yang Fan was not very surprised, and said, "I disappointed Lord Zongling." ”

Through the curtain, the moonlight sprinkled on Zhu Qi's fair face, which looked a little pale. "Do you think that's a sign of cleverness? Stupid! Yang Fan, who had never seen Zhu Qi in such an emotion, didn't explain, just sat in the carriage. Look at the place where there is light. When people are in a daze, they will unconsciously move their gaze to the position of light sensitivity. This time. The vision was blurred.

"You think, it's gone. Is there really no one to fix you? Those who were destroyed by you before will have more opportunities to rectify you, and if you lose the protection of the saint, what capital do you have to clamoring with those people? ”

"Oh." Yang Fan replied dumbfoundedly.

"Oh? What do you mean by this? Now the old man will give you another chance one last time. As long as you return, the old man will wait for a while to enter the palace and intercede with the saint, anyway, the edict has not been promulgated yet, and there is still a chance to save it. Zhu Qidao.

Yang Fan retracted his gaze and said, "Since I, Yang Fan, have said it, and it is not angry, why do I bother you, Lord Zongling?" ”

"Since you have made up your mind, the old man will not persuade you. Do it yourself. Zhu Qi shook his head and sighed, he didn't expect that in just a few days, a promising young man who was originally favored by him and was ready to take over the Zongren Mansion would leave so resolutely. He wanted to ask whether it was Yang Fan's own fault or the saint's fault. However, even if the saint was wrong, it was Yang Fan's fault.

The carriage traveled to Laopu Street, Yang Fan got out of the car and saluted, "Thank you, Lord Zongling." I went in under it. ”

Zhu Qitou didn't reply, didn't say a word, and turned around and drove away. The moonlight sank like water, and Yang Fan saw a person standing on the banyan tree, so he walked over.

"You ......"

"On the downside, I have come to see the lord." The Qingke of the Imperial Tomb didn't expect to come out of there and come to Laopu Street.

"What are you doing here?"

The black shirt fluttered in the cold wind, and the Imperial Tomb Qingke carried a book basket on his back, looking like a scholar who had entered Beijing to take the exam. He stood with one hand and said, "I want to stay in the old shop street for a few days, I don't know if the lord can make it convenient." ”

"Whatever. Anyway, in a few days, I'm going to leave next. You can stay as long as you like. Yang Fan turned around and went in.

"Wait a minute."

"How?"

Xingzhi was a little puzzled: "What do you mean to leave?" The basket on his shoulder seemed to be a little middle, and he put the basket on the ground, "Is the lord going to change the mansion?" ”

Yang Fan shook his head and said, "It's okay to tell you, in the future, there will be no such name as Ling Hebo." I can see you again, and I'm going to call you an official next. ”

Xingzhi's face changed, and he said, "What's the matter?" Did the Holy One blame you? ”

"I resigned my knighthood. Is there anything else you can do? If you still want to stay in the shelter, then you can settle down by yourself. "After Banjian Liquor is now gradually merged with Dakang Liquor, the liquor shop on Laopu Street is directly integrated with the store of Li Mindang. There are many more bedrooms, and if he wants to live, let him live.

"It seems that Lord Yang himself is scared and wants to retreat bravely."

Yang Fan smiled coldly and said, "It's true that the rapids retreated bravely. After all, daring to retreat is also a kind of courage. As for fear, oh, there is nothing to be afraid of. "He, Yang Fan, hasn't been afraid of anyone yet.

"Aren't you afraid that those who claim to be above morality will attack you?"

"Morality, that's the gang of corrupt Confucians who stole the power of the ignorant people, so that they can claim to be the righteousness of the world, if Mr. Xingzhi can stay in Beijing for a few days, he will understand, even if I, Yang Fan, may not be in Beijing at that time, I can still solve it."

Yang Fan in the cold wind, his eyes at this time were like a sharp blade, and he was a little scared to see that this Qing guest from the imperial tomb was a little scared.

"I, Yang Fan, disdain to waste meaningless time with these people, preparing to save the country. If I really want to play, I have a hundred ways to have a good time with them in Jingshi! Therefore, it is best for them to know each other, don't think that this time they won, but I, Yang Fan, let them" (to be continued)