"Yang Zhuguo, sure enough, is a young talent, both civil and military. It was an eye-opener for us. Fan Wencheng saw that the two sides had a tendency to stop, so he hurriedly covered his mouth and nose and stepped forward and said: "It's good to end this fight, if you continue to fight, it will be easy to hurt your anger." Yang Zhuguo came from afar, why don't you enter the city and rest for a while? ”

If Fan Wencheng doesn't come forward to stop it, the two sides will fight again, and if they get the last shot and two scattered, the bamboo basket will be empty.

Yang Fan smiled and said, "It's okay." This little master's strength is really good, and it is also a trick in the next, if it is a real fight, I can't think of five moves, and I will fall into the hands of this little master. ”

When the little lama, who was still a little unhappy just now, heard Yang Fan give face like this, his face suddenly improved a lot, and he bowed with one hand with his arms exposed, and said: "It's the little monk who is reckless, Yang Zhuguo's cultivation is superb, and the little monk is really invincible." ”

The modesty of the two of them made the brains of the people who had just watched the thrilling on the side swell, so humble that they had just fought so much to make a big deal of wool? It's good that Fan Wencheng has made a staircase, at least he can enter the city safely.

As soon as the people slowly entered the city, the officials of the Ministry of Rites behind Yang Fan wiped the sweat on their foreheads, and there were so many moths when they entered the city, if they really talked about it, they had to lift the table.

They could only silently pray in their hearts that Yang Fan, who had already been out of the limelight, would be able to be more stable and stop producing so many moths.

In Xiping Fort, there are very few residents, and it has basically been used as a military post for the Qing army to station. The residences of Yang Fan and more than a dozen officials were arranged in the best rooms. When he came out after changing his clothes, Yang Fan beckoned and said, "Jiu'er." Be careful this time. ”

"What's wrong, master?"

Yang Fan looked around. After looking around, he said, "Today's little lama is not simple. ”

"It's not simple, it's not for Yang Ye to take off a piece of your sleeve. If it weren't for the lightness of his hands, wouldn't he have removed one of his arms? Gambling Jiu smiled and put the holly on the ground, "Master, don't look at the outside of this knife, it's really cold to pull it out." ”

Yang Fan pinned Holly to his waist and said, "Don't be careless, today it was the little monk who left a hand, otherwise he would really have a trick with him." Those ten dragons and ten elephants are simply not something I can handle. ”

"What can I do?"

"What to do? Cold salad. "Yang Fan can drag it, and this Fan Wencheng also wants to drag it, so there is no point where it has to be solved by force.

The civil officials of the two sides finally sat down and could have a battle of words with peace of mind. Fan Wencheng looked around, that is, Yang Fan was able to drink tea lightly, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry, and the officials from the Beijing Division either lowered their heads and peeked left and right nervously, or they trembled and didn't dare to speak.

"Haha. Brother Yang, you and I meet this time. But you have to talk about it, what do you say? ”

"Naturally. As a Han native of Liaodi, Bachelor Fan heard that the ancestor was Fan Wenzhenggong, but there is such a thing? Yang Fan put down the teacup. Somewhat jokingly asked.

"No, it is the sixteenth grandson of Wen Zhenggong. Although he has this family background, he has no ancestors who have the talent of the world, which is really ashamed. Fan Wencheng said self-deprecatingly. It also brings out the hypocrisy of the reader. This topic has aroused the interest of a bunch of officials below. It is better to say that it is an interest, than to say that it is flattery.

"I didn't expect Bachelor Fan to have this family background."

"It turned out to be the sixteenth grandson of Wen Zhenggong. No wonder there is such talent. ”

Yang Fan asked, but those sycophants found a point, and praised it vigorously. He waited until these people had finished speaking one by one before he said quietly, "Indeed, indeed." This upright talent is not something that my generation can match. The story of Yueyang Tower is a famous story through the ages, worrying about the country and the people, and it is really a model of Wenchen. This is a remote thought of the past, when the Western Xia invaded the border, Wenzheng Gong built the city and built a pier, and was not like some ministers and villains, betraying the nation, which was really both civil and military. ”

The voice below gradually disappeared, and the people present were not stupid, and such insinuating connotations were not inaudible. You, Yang Zhuguo, are obviously praising Fan Wenzheng's ability, talent, and military acumen, but when you talk about it, you are talking about the national righteousness, isn't this nakedly slapping Fan Wencheng's face.

This Fan Wencheng also smiled a little far-fetched and said: "Since Yang Zhuguo has spoken so openly, if he hides it again, it must not be very interesting." He straightened his clothes and said: "Since ancient times, there have been good birds who choose trees to perch on, and famous ministers who choose their masters. The people of the Ming Dynasty are struggling to make a living, and riots are everywhere, and it is the day that will die. At this time, standing in the right position is the right thing to do. ”

Among the people brought by Yang Fan, not all of them are wine bags and rice bags, and they are spineless. As soon as Fan Wencheng's words fell, the white-bearded old man behind Yang Fan sneered with a disdainful face: "It's right for Master Yang to choose the master and serve, but don't open your eyes to see what kind of master it is?" Such an ungrateful person, who was originally a minister of my Ming Dynasty, is now so arrogant and domineering, violating the Ming Border and kidnapping my people, such an arrogant and vulgar person is also worthy of the word Ming Jun? Amusing. ”

The few Manchurians who were sent in also knew Chinese, and when they heard these words, they slapped their palms on the table and said angrily: "Bastard! ”

Fan Wencheng waved his hand, signaling the Manchurian official to calm down, and continued: "It's just that each is his master, none of this matters. The main purpose of our alliance this time is the future situation in this Liaodi. Now there are many wars, and we don't want to see them. My lord doesn't want to see the miserable situation of the people's misery, so he thinks about negotiating peace, Yang Zhuguo, what do you think? ”

Yang Fan really wants to draw a big-mouthed photon, this ability to open your eyes and tell nonsense, you are better than Lao Tzu. These two ends are fighting happily, and you tell me that I don't want to use soldiers, who are you coaxing? But you have to pretend to smile and say, "That's true." However, I can't be the master of such a major matter as peace, Fan Bachelor is not as good as this, this will be an alliance to talk about reconciliation, I can wait for a while, wait for me to send someone to report to the court, if I agree to negotiate peace, I will talk about it again, what do you think? ”

"Well, that's a good way to do it. In those few days, I can only ask Lord Zhuguo to be wronged in Xipingbao, of course, in order to relieve your boredom, the song and dance piano music has also brought a lot from Shengjing City, and Yang Zhuguo can relax and relax. ”

Yang Fan said with a smile: "Master Fan is really thoughtful. Then I will stay for a few days again, and when I come up from the pilgrimage, I will come back to talk, so as not to miss this rare opportunity for exchange. ”

This tug-of-war alliance has finally entered a boring delay time, and both sides have their own ghosts, but it is like this. Yang Fan naturally would not send someone to Beijing to spread the word, of course, he would send the gambling nine back to Shanhaiguan to inquire about the news, the 30,000 Mongolian troops are estimated to be coming, so they will have to be called by Sun Chuanting of the ward, lest the flood wash away the Dragon King Temple. (To be continued.) )