The city of Dengzhou is close to the sea, but for most people, this is of little use. The sea is regarded by them as a natural barrier. The end of the earth means that this place has come to an end, and it is gone.

Zhou Yanru ran to Chen Wangting's ancestral house twice in the past few days and three days, trying his best to solve this night thorn, so that Yang Fan's joy could be touched, and the official might be reinstated. But Yang Fan had no intention of leaving, and wandered around the market all day long. Zhou Yanru, who was dressed in civilian clothes, followed Yang Fan helplessly, wanting to know something from him.

The six corpses in Yizhuang were sent to investigate, but there was no reason to come, and they couldn't find anything landmarked. Zhou Yanru also racked his brains, and asked Chen Wangting and Sun Yi, what are the numbers of moves, and what can be seen in weapons and fabrics, but he can't think of anything. Shundao is the most ordinary shundao, and there is nothing special about the clothes, so a qiē still has to start from the source of Yang Fan.

For this Zhou Yanru, who had been entangled behind him for a few days, Yang Fan almost had the urge to slap him to death, "Zhou ...... Mr. Zhou, can you stop following me? How do I know who sent them. If I knew, why wait for you to ask? This brocade guard has already been dispatched. ”

"You don't know that these people are going to kill you. You're thinking about who wants you dead the most. ”

"I don't know."

Zhou Yanru was angry and said, "Just imagine, who wishes that you wouldn't be able to return to the capital before receiving the holy commendation?" Sitting on the side, Zhou Yanru, who didn't even drink tea, "followed the temptation". Yang Fan's heart was bright. Now that he has been kicked out of the cabinet, this old Zhou must be unconvinced, and he is preparing to take this opportunity to go back to find a field. As long as Yang Fan dares to point the finger at those Donglin Party in the Beijing Division, he will dare to use chicken feathers as an arrow, and the class master will return to the dynasty and argue with the gang of people who impeached him in the first place.

As for the party struggle, Yang Fan can not be mixed without mixing, lest the official has no official position, and the power is not held, but it will cause a commotion. The more Zhou Yanru wanted to provoke this fire to Jingshi, the more he Yang Fan pretended to be confused. Regardless of whether the Donglin Party did it or not, Yang Fan was unwilling to cause an unprovoked turmoil again.

Syllable!

Zhou Yanru slapped his palm on the table and said angrily: "I'm really going to be angry with you." I can't say it explicitly, what else do you want me to say, you understand? He was also a little short-tempered, and he was so confused that Yang Fan was going around, and he didn't have a mouthful, and when he returned to Beijing, the saint asked how the investigation was. How he answered. Can't find out? That's okay, don't be an official, I was going to make you make a comeback, and I gave you an errand, but you didn't cherish it, who do you blame? The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and shouted, "You have to say it today, who?" Who do you suspect the most! ”

Faced with Zhou Yanru's interrogation as if he had forced a confession, Yang Fan almost laughed out loud and asked strangely, "Do you really want to say it?" Zhou Yanru saw that Yang Fan's mouth was relaxed, and hurriedly asked, "Naturally, I want to say it." Say, "Who is it?" ”

Yang Fan picked up the tea, took a sip, and said slowly: "If you want me to say, the most likely...... Then it should be ......" He glanced at Zhou Yanru.

"What do you think I'm doing? Tell me, who is it? ”

"It's you, Master Zhou."

Hiss!

Zhou Yanru is almost crazy, why doesn't this dead boy know how to lift? Lao Tzu tried to get rid of me in every possible way...... Get rid of your and my opponents, and turn your head together to suspect me of coming? "Boy, I'm not polite to you anymore. If I had a knife in my hand, I would have stabbed you right now. Are you teasing the old man! ”

Yang Fan teased: "Master Zhou, you want to." The tax reform I proposed has made you lose your official hat, and the person who hates me the most is not you? Then it's reasonable that you want to kill me, don't you say? ”

Zhou Yanru stood up, laughed angrily, and said, "You don't cooperate, do you?" Okay, I'll find the evidence myself! With that, he shook his sleeves and left. Yang Fan shook his head, he hadn't investigated the clues of those people. As early as when Zhou Yanru had not yet arrived in Dengzhou, he had almost turned Dengzhou upside down.

"Little Er, serve the wine!"

With a shout, Yang Fan was dragged back from his daze. He squinted at him, and a bad old man was squinting at him with one foot on the bench and his right hand picking at his nose. It almost made him feel like he was throwing up the food he ate last night.

The old man hummed melodiously: "A drink in the morning, happy living immortals." ”

"Come on!" It's rare to drink early in the morning. Xiao Er put the wine bowl down, said to the guest officer to use it slowly, and walked away quickly. When leaving, he bowed to Yang Fan a little apologetically, meaning to be more forgiving. After all, it is a guest when you enter the door, and it is a preference to sit anywhere, and there is no provision for a square table, Yang Fan sits, and others can't sit down.

The old man's index finger, which had just finished picking his nose, was clasped on the edge of the bowl, and in the midst of shaking, the wine was dangling on that index finger, and Yang Fan's face was strange. Still not looking at it as pure, he got up to leave, but was stopped by the man. "Look down on me?"

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, "I don't mean that." ”

"And what do you mean?" Although the old man is sloppy, but if you look closely, you can see a pair of peach blossom eyes, a straight nose, and thin vermilion lips. The years are unforgiving, wrinkled and flowery, scumbag, and he has become a beggar uncle, but his words are still sharp, not inferior to the little angry youth.

Yang Fan asked rhetorically, "What do you mean?" The old man's wine bowl snapped and landed on the table, his eyes widened, and the foot that was shrunk in his chest had an extra hand to pick his foot, and he squinted and said, "I'm really old, and my anger is not as strong as that of a young man." If any calf dared to talk to me like this when he was young, he would have plucked out his hair! ”

For this inexplicable old man, Yang Fan is also inexplicable. It seems that there have been a lot of inexplicable people recently, so I asked, "Do we know each other?" ”

The old man picked his feet and said with a smile: "The lord is in the name of the old man, swaggering and deceiving in the capital, and he also threatens that the old man has been feathered, this account is in, do you say that the old man knows you Lord Yang, or should he not know you?" ”

"You're a ...... Divine...... Bu Operator...... "Yang Fan's eyes are about to fall out." What does it mean to have a narrow road? Damn, Lao Tzu just casually made a name, and he even gave the real person to Aite, what is this? Yang Fan's heart was desperate at the moment. His words had never been so good, but this time, it was god-like.

Yang Fan smiled, carefully stepped his feet out of the bench, and said, "What, senior, you are eating and drinking, I have invited this meal." I've got something to do, so I'll go first......"

What the, it's just after July and a half, and it's really hell...... (To be continued.) )