"To put it lightly, how can this firearm be so well improved." Zhou Yanru waved his robe, "Holy Lord, today Yang Fan is making a lot of nonsense above the court, lawless. This kind of character is really difficult to be punished. What's more, this son is extremely cunning and deliberately changes the topic. Just now, Zhang Yushi clearly refuted him for letting Jiannu go privately, but he led the fire to Du Shangshu, and his heart can be punished! ”

"Your lords are concerned about the Ming Dynasty, and they were led to firearms and firearms by this son, and it is reasonable that they are anxious. So I beg the Holy Wisdom! Zhou Yanru spoke slowly and logically, and the meaning in his words was very clear, Yang Fan could not be knighted.

It was raining outside the hall, and the empty hall was a little deserted, Yang Fan glanced at Zhou Yanru, and secretly said to the old fox. For this sinister and cunning old fox, Yang Fan smiled coldly.

"Yang Fan, tell me, what's going on with this private release of four thousand Jiannu?"

Yang Fan saluted and asked: "Shengshang, dare to ask, in the first battle of the Thirteen Posts, 4,000 civilians, 3,000 guards, surrounded and killed 3,000 enemy troops, and hundreds of people were injured by firearms, and there were almost no other casualties, can it be regarded as a victory?" ”

Zhu Youzhen nodded and said, "Naturally." "Winning more with less can naturally be regarded as a victory, but it still can't explain what happened to the four thousand golden soldiers.

"So what do you think of the adults present that the lives of my Ming people are valuable, or the lives of the four thousand Jiannu?"

"Naturally, I am a person of the Ming Dynasty, and my life is expensive!"

Yang Fan saluted and said: "I used 4,000 people in exchange for 40,000 stone grain and grass, and more than 7,000 people in 13 stations, so I won't starve to death, why not?" Could it be that Lord Shoufu only knows how to eat all day long, and doesn't care about Li Min's life and death? ”

Zhou Yanru stroked his beard, squinted at Yang Fan, and said, "How can the old man not know the hardships of the people's livelihood. This natural disaster continues, the saint is in a hurry, and the old man is also in a hurry. But how can natural disasters be resisted by man? If the old minister really has that ability to call the wind and rain, how can he bear to watch the people in Shaanxi and Guanzhong suffer from disasters and have no harvest? The acting was complete, and Zhou Yanru's sleeves wiped the tears that vaguely appeared in his old eyes.

Immediately, he looked at Yang Fan with fierce eyes, and said angrily: "But, Huangkou Xiao'er, don't think that using these 40,000 stones of grain and grass can cover up your rebellious behavior of secretly letting the enemy army go. Say, what the hell is the attempt! ”

Outside the hall, Fang Youcheng shook the wet official robe, and the wet green robe showed a sense of strength. "Lord Wang, I'm going in."

"Lord Fang, high righteousness, good luck!" Wang Lan's voice trembled a little, and she watched Fang Youcheng walk into the court. He understands that there must be someone who will pick up that backbone. The rain grew heavier, and the wind blew on his soaked robes, but it did not improve at all.

Fang Youcheng raised his arms and climbed the stone steps, stepped into the temple door, knelt on the ground, and said, "Holy one! Wechen has something to say! Everyone's eyes returned to Fang Youcheng. I don't know what more profound remarks this stubborn troll has.

"I thought Fang Aiqing would rather die."

Fang Youcheng stood up tremblingly, pointed at Yang Fan and said, "If this son is not removed, there will be no peace in the Ming Dynasty!" Even if Weichen dies, he can't let the traitor succeed! This person colluded with Huang Taiji and deceived the saint, and his heart can be punished! The grain and grass exchanged for the Thirteen Peaks was not 40,000 stones at all, but 50,000 stones! Yang Fan deceived the saint, and he deserved death. Secretly hiding grain and grass, concealing it and not reporting it, colluding with the construction of slaves, such a thief, please be enlightened! His five fingers finally stretched out like claws.

Yang Fan smiled, sure enough, not all of them were loyal in this court, and there were also corpse vegetarian meals and dog slaves who ate inside and outside.

"Yang Fan, is there such a thing?"

"If you return to the Holy Heavens, there is no such thing. But this Lord Wang, grain and grass trading, no one else was present. Where did you get this 50,000 stone news? Yang Fan asked with a smile.

Fang Youcheng's eyes lit up, and he said: "You don't care how I got the news, if the Holy Lord doesn't believe it, he can naturally quickly whip up the horse and go to the Thirteen Peaks to find out the amount of grain and grass." ”

Yang Fan saluted and said, "If there is no such thing, what should I do?" ”

"Impossible, there must be 30,000 forage and 20,000 grain! Wechen can guarantee his life! ”

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Oh? How did Lord Wang know so well? How much grain and how much grass is clear? I remember that on the military report submitted above, it only stated that there were 40,000 stones of grain and grass, could it be that Lord Wang had clairvoyance? ”

Fang Youcheng looked at Yang Fan and said, "If you don't know, you can't do it unless you don't do it!" ”

"Since Fang Aiqing has brought up this matter, send someone over there to investigate! Yang Fan, do you have any cronies, go with Jinyiwei to order grain and grass, if there is no such thing, you will succeed, and you will have to explain it. ”

"Weichen will naturally make it clear!" Fang Youcheng is a gift.

"Retreat!" Zhu Youzhen's face was a little pale, and he said, "Yang Fan, follow me to the imperial study." ”

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Yang Fan was knighted and was delayed again. Fang Youcheng straightened his chest and waved away. Walking outside the hall, he picked up Wang Lan and the colleague behind him, and said excitedly: "The Holy Lord has sent someone to check the grain and grass, and the truth will eventually be revealed!" The thief will not succeed! ”

Wang Lan's face turned pale and said, "Okay! Good! His hand patted Fang Youcheng's shoulder, his eyes looked at the red walls and yellow tiles of the Imperial Palace, and his eyes became narrow.

……

Yang Fan walked to the front of the imperial study.

"Come in."

Yang Fan pushed open the door and saw Zhu Youzhen looking at the four screens sent by Sun Chengzong on the table, and said with a smile: "Dong Lao Mobao is really extraordinary. The lines are flowing and have a sense of elegance. ”

"Grass people Yang Fan, see the saint." Yang Fan saluted and glanced at the several crumpled proclamations piled up on the side. The characters are copied from the Wei tablet, and they are written ...... Not so good indeed.

"Get up, you'll be a lord from now on. You don't have to kneel when you see me in private. This is the third time we've met. Time flies. Zhu Youzhen raised his head, glanced at Yang Fan who was standing by the door, and said casually: "Huang Taiji gave you 50,000 stone grain and grass?" ”

"Yes."

Zhu Youzhen smiled: "I know that your kid has a bad stomach." ”

"Isn't the saint also a ......" Yang Fan stagnated for a moment and no longer went down. What he did in the court today was a last resort. Since Zhu Youzhen handed over this ice-breaking awl to him, he naturally hoped that he could dig a hole.

"Haha, well done today. I've wanted to break this old court for a long time, and I haven't had a suitable opportunity, you are really my lucky general! Zhu Youzhen smiled, "This old Dong character was won by me from Sun Chengzong, and I will give it to you today." The four screens were pushed by the hand and rolled together.