(Thank you for your unsparing support, what I didn't say, only hard work to repay)

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Out of the city gate, the number of pedestrians gradually decreased, and the little maid was ordered to roll up the curtains. A pair of main maid flowers, smiling and beautiful, Yuxue is cute, although it is still young, but it can be vaguely seen in the future.

The car drove slowly, Zhang Fang walked quickly, barely able to walk side by side. The four knights, too, were impressed by their knowledge, and their hostility subsided, and they slowed down their reins and fell behind.

The girl knelt in the car, saluted Zhang Fang, her lips opened lightly, and her voice was sweet and moving: "The little girl's surname is Yuanjun, and her father is Shanghe Nongduwei's class Gongjun, and she dares to ask Xiaolangjun his surname." ”

Where is the upper river? Zhang Fang didn't know; What kind of official is Nongduwei, Zhang Fang has never heard of it. But there is a common sense that I still know, in the Han Dynasty, Du Wei was definitely not a petty official, at least more than a thousand stones, and some were even two thousand stone high-ranking officials. The word "agriculture" is added in front of the governor, and he should be a local official in charge of agriculture.

In fact, if Ban Yuanjun reported another common name, Zhang Fang would have known more clearly - the captain of Beidi Nongdu.

Beidi Nongduwei, also known as Shanghe Nongduwei, was named after Shanghe City (now Yongning County, Ningxia), where he was in charge of the Tuntian Colony Valley. The so-called Beidi is the Beidi County of the Han Dynasty, and the Gyro Mountain, where Zhang Fang is located, belongs to the jurisdiction of Beidi County. The county of the Han Dynasty was equivalent to the city of later generations, and the Beidi Agricultural Commander was equivalent to the deputy mayor and deputy department-level cadre in charge of agriculture in later generations, and he could indeed be called a high-ranking official.

Although Zhang Fang couldn't accurately equate Shanghe Nongdu Lieutenant with the deputy mayor, he at least knew that the family Ban Meimei was the home of the eunuch, and he bowed his hand and saluted while walking: "In Xia Zhang Fang, a cloth cloth." ”

Ban Yuanjun was surprised: "Is Zhang Jun from Gyro Mountain?" I listened to Zhang Jun's words, but it seemed to have a Chang'an accent. ”

Zhang Fang was slightly surprised: "Really? I don't know. I fell off the carriage a while ago, bumped my head, I can't remember the previous things clearly, and now I live in Qingxiju, Gyro Mountain. ”

Ban Yuanjun and her little maid covered their mouths together and exclaimed, their faces full of disbelief. After a while, Ban Yuan Junfang said with pity: "Doesn't Zhang Jun remember his home in Chang'an?" ”

Zhang Fang shook his head, and saw that the little maid's eyes were red, and there were crystal tears.

Zhang Fang is very calm: "Yesterday can't stay, the future can still be chased, the world is big, where there is no home." ”

"Great!" It was not Ban Yuanjun or the little maid who gave out the admiration, but the burly emperor. At this moment, he was full of admiration and nodded to Zhang Fang.

Zhang Fang bowed his head.

Ban Yuanjun smiled: "Kunnu rarely speaks, and there are even fewer praisers, thinking that Zhang Jun's words are speaking to his heart." ”

Zhang Fang laughed at himself: "Don't look at what I said arrogantly, in fact, if it weren't for the money in my pocket when I fell out of the car, I guess I wouldn't dare to say anything big now." The so-called penny is difficult to defeat a hero, not to mention that I am not a hero. ”

"A penny is stumped for a hero? Zhang Jun's witty words are thought-provoking. Ban Yuanjun thought for a moment, deeply looking at this young man who was about the same age as himself, but his speech and knowledge were better than his own.

This time, not only the emperor, but even the four knights nodded frequently, with a sighing expression. Obviously, Zhang Fang's words poked their hearts.

While walking and talking, before I knew it, I came to a fork in the road.

Ban Yuanjun motioned for Kunnu to stop, and sighed lightly: "I wanted to ask Zhang Jun for more benefits, but I went astray." If he has time in the future, he can go ten miles along this road, and there is a group of other families, just report my name. If I am not there, I can also go to the Sanshui Governor's Office, find my brother's mansion, and have my own reception, pray that I will not abandon it. ”

Zhang Fang took a deep look: "Thank you." ”

At the moment when the curtain was about to be lowered, Ban Yuanjun suddenly looked back with a smile: "What Zhang Jun made in Zhao's Jinyuan, what kind of 'iron pot' is it?" ”

Zhang Fang replied calmly: "So that the little lady of Yuanjun will know that it is by no means an 'iron shield'." ”

This doesn't sound like a positive answer, but in fact, it categorically denies what Ban Yuanjun is most worried about.

Ban Yuanjun really sighed lightly when he heard this, but at this time, he heard the little maid next to him laughing, and then he remembered that Zhang Fang seemed to call himself "Yuanjun's little lady". This title is also warmed up...... Suddenly there was a burst of ear heat.

Zhang Fangzheng smiled admiring a pair of main maid flowers, or sister flowers, laughing at each other. A sound of hooves drifted by the wind, and the warning of the knight's leader came in his ears: "No matter what you make under your feet, you must never mention it again." The law of the Han Dynasty decreed that those who have privately made weapons should cut off their left toes. This time you're in luck......"

The knight was far away, but what he said made Zhang Fang's back swish, it was really dangerous!

Zhang Fangmu sent the carriage and horses away, and was about to turn around to greet everyone on the road, but saw Qingyan pointing forward: "No, the knight is back again." ”

Zhang Fang turned around, and sure enough, he saw the leader of the knights riding back. When he got to the front, he jumped off the war horse, held a blue satin burden in both hands, presented it to Zhang Fang, and said: "The son-in-law has an explanation, and this thing is given to Zhang Jun." ”

Zhang Fang opened it and saw that it was a moon-white brocade robe, and the fabric texture was the same as his robe, which was the same as Shu brocade. At this time, Zhang Fang already had a relatively clear concept of the clothes of this era, and he was very clear about the value of the clothes, and he was shocked.

The leader of the knights said: "The son-in-law has a saying, 'With Zhang Jun's talent, decorate this garment, you can show your style, please don't shirk'." ”

Ban Yuanjun is the daughter of an official eunuch, rich, admires someone, and gives money and silk, which is not surprising. Zhang Fang was just puzzled, for a while, where did Ban Yuanjun get ready-made men's ready-to-wear? You must know that in this era, there are no tailor shops, let alone ready-to-wear shops, and everyone's clothes are bought back with cloth and then sewn by the weaver. While contemplating, he suddenly felt a faint fragrance coming from the end of his nose, this breath had been smelled from Ban Yuanjun before......

Zhang Fang suddenly became enlightened, it turned out that the TV was not all nonsense, and ancient women did like Yi Hai, so it is not surprising that there are a few sets of men's clothing. What is rare is that the two are about the same height, after all, at the age of twelve or thirteen, girls have significantly faster hair than boys.

Zhang Fang was not hypocritical, accepted it calmly, and said: "Yuanjun little lady has a heart, Zhang Fang is ashamed, please greet the little lady on my behalf, he will come to the door to bother." ”

The knight leader nodded and replied: "I should tell Zhang Jun's words and leave." "Hop on your horse and gallop away.

Qingyan pursed her lips: "Giving away tens of thousands of dollars at every turn, this little lady in the class is really wealthy." ”

Han Chong glanced at Qing Yan strangely: "What?" People gave such a generous gift, that is the importance of Xiao Langjun, are you still not happy? ”

Qingyan rolled her eyes: "You guy, where can you see that I'm unhappy?" He turned around and threw him a back.

Zhang Fang didn't have time to pay attention to the thoughts of these little girls, looked at the sun that was gradually setting westward, and tightened the sword and burden on his body: "Let's go, we have to hurry too." ”

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When Zhang Fang and his entourage left for half an hour, a group of panting men appeared at the fork, led by Ji Xin and Jiao Meng. Looking at their dusty and sweaty appearances, it was obvious that they had traveled a lot, and what was even worse was that everyone's faces, hands and feet were bitten by mosquitoes and ants and were red and swollen and lumped......

At this time, a man came out of the woods on the side of the road, and quickly ran over to report: "Qutou, Mr. Drama, that kid has turned back to Gyro Mountain with a group of people." ”

"What's going on? Won't he go back to Chang'an? Or are you playing hide and seek with us? Ji Xin was shocked and angry.

Jiao Meng was even more furious: "This little thief actually let us run in vain, exposed to the sun and eat dust, and when he is caught, Lao Tzu will eat him raw!" ”

As soon as Zhang Fang came out of Gyro Mountain this time, he attracted the attention of the stalking bandits. Ju Xin immediately judged that Zhang Fang must have returned to Chang'an. It's surprising enough that this boy has been in this poor mountain for so long, and it doesn't match his identity and nature at all.

From Gyro Mountain to Chang'an, the nearest most convenient road is to go to the Beidi County Governance Office Maling (now Qingyang North, Gansu). And this section of the official road that is more than 100 miles long, sparsely populated, deep ditches and dense forests, is the best part of the dry point that only God knows how to do.

After a certain discussion, Ju Xin and Jiao Meng immediately led the six brothers to the mountain road to find a suitable ambush location, leaving only two eyeliners to watch and deliver the news.

In the scorching summer, the sun is like fire, deep ditches and dense forests, mosquitoes and ants invade people, and Ji Xin, Jiao Meng and his gang have suffered a big crime.

Drama Xin doesn't need to say it, the task he accepted is to kill Zhang Fang, if this person is not removed, he has to come to see him, this bit of suffering is really nothing. And Jiao Meng was employed, although he gained a lot of benefits, but the losses were even greater, and one-third of his manpower was folded in, especially the tragic situation of Black Tart and Fuchang, which made many of his brothers a little retreated, and they didn't want to mess with this little evil star anymore.

But things changed the day before yesterday. For several days in a row, the two fools, Black Tart and Fuchang, eating, drinking, and Lazar, did not know it, they were dirty and smelly, and they did not distinguish between rice and dung, and they became completely wasted, which dragged down the brothers even more. In the end, Jiao Meng had to kill the two brothers with tears and blood with his own hands to end their suffering.

At the moment when the blade slit the throats of the two brothers, the grief eyes of the bandits gradually turned fierce...... A soldier becomes a mourner, and finally a vengeful soldier.

Now, the relationship between Jiao Meng and other thieves and Zhang Fang is no longer a relationship between a hired murderer and a target, but a relationship of life and death. This will make them abandon many of their previous scruples and kill people by any means necessary.

The drama Xin Jiao Meng and his gang waited for the flowers and thanked them, but when the eyeliner report came, Zhang Fang actually didn't lead the way, but went to Sanshui. By the time the drama Xin Jiao Meng rushed back, it was too late, and the people went home early to eat and collect their clothes.

Ju Xin can't figure it out even if he wants to break his head, which one is Zhang Fang singing? Could it be that he is really addicted to staying in this ravine? Of course, he never dreamed that this Zhang Fang was not a nobleman, and he had no impression of Chang'an at all, and he really regarded Qingxiju as his home.

"No matter!" Jiao Meng couldn't stand such repeated misses, and completely went berserk, "Catch up now, rush to the village, and cut that thief!" ”

"No, don't mess up your own position, but you will be a thief." Ji Xin categorically stopped, and his eyes gradually became gloomy, "Since he likes to play tricks, I will play with him." ”

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PS: "Yuanjun" is a word not a name, and Ban Yuanjun should not have a word at this age. Han Dynasty women, fifteen and 笈, take the word and adapt to the person. That is to say, after taking the word, you can get married. That's how the idiom "to be in the boudoir" comes from. However, for the sake of convenience and consistency in the book, the name "Ban Yuanjun" is used uniformly, and those who know it should not be surprised.