The sky has begun to brighten, but at this time, the city wall of Lucheng has already been full of Yang Fan's banner!

The young master flag used by Yang Fan was a scarlet triangular dragon flag, and a golden supreme dragon-shaped embroidery danced in the wind on the city wall at this time.

At this moment, Yang Fan asked several of his subordinates to count the results of the battle, and at the same time counted the rosters of the people and officials in the city.

At the end of the night, there were not many casualties among the 30,000 soldiers in Lucheng, most of them were disarmed and surrendered, and even Wu Jiancheng, the general who was defending the city, was detained by Yang Fan at this moment.

In the afternoon, everything was a little calmer, and Yang Fan asked Wu Jiancheng to take him to the city lord's mansion in Lucheng.

"You're Wu Jiancheng?"

Yang Fan glanced at a man about forty years old in front of him and asked in a man with a golden armor bundle and messy hair.

"Humph!"

Wu Jiancheng glanced at Yang Fan disdainfully and snorted coldly.

Yang Fan smiled, looked at the general, and said,

"General Wu, you were originally just a school captain, but later the former prince Yang Yong recommended you to guard Lucheng here, so you have the current official, do you remember?"

Wu Jiancheng was stunned for a moment, and the disdain on his face finally subsided a lot,

"You, how do you know?"

"Of course I know, I also know how many concubines you Wu Jiancheng married in Lucheng and embezzled how much military salary!"

As soon as Yang Fan's words came out, Wu Jiancheng's face changed greatly.

Wu Jiancheng no longer had the look he had just now, and the brilliance on his face suddenly dimmed.

Yang Fan looked at Wu Jiancheng's performance, his heart was almost done, and then he said,

"Presumably General Wu already knows who I am, I don't pursue this matter in the face of my late father, but in the current period, the people of the Great Sui are not happy, Yang Guang is tired of the government, the southern rebellion continues, and he is obsessed with all kinds of things to be done, so he is exempted from punishment for you, but this matter of Lucheng will be under the name of my young master in the future, if you can be the center of my center, not only will I not remove your official title, but also promote you to be the governor of this Lu City, what do you think?"

Yang Fan's words, on the surface, seem to be praising and deprecating Wu Jiancheng, but in fact, they are more courting.

That Wu Jiancheng knelt on the ground, thought for a while, and then knocked his head three times and said,

"I, Wu Jiancheng, have today, thanks to the cultivation of the former prince and the young master, the young master can rest assured that with my Wu Jiancheng, I will lead the brothers of Lucheng well and protect the great cause of the young master!"

"Haha...... Wu Jiancheng voted for me, and I have one more general! Come and sit! ”

……

The people of Lucheng never dreamed that in just one night, Lucheng would change its owner, but when these people heard that Lucheng would reduce its tax revenue by half in the following year, they cheered one by one, and there was no frustration on their faces.

The backyard dungeon of the Lucheng City Lord's Mansion.

At this time, Mu Jinggong, a former city lord in his fifties, had long lost his powerful posture in the past, dressed in white prison clothes, with chains on his hands, and his hair was messy, as if he had become a prisoner under the stairs.

He never expected that the bad luck that happened yesterday would come one after another, because of a woman in a green building, she lost everything she originally had.

He hadn't eaten for almost a day, and there was already a rattling sound in his stomach at this time.

"Hey! Can you bring food for the old man? ”

Looking at the jerky faces in the prison dressed in guard clothes, Mu Jinggong finally put down his old face and prayed.

"What's the call, Lao Tzu hasn't eaten yet, what are you!"

The jailer shouted angrily at the moment.

At this moment, three or five figures walked in from outside, these people walked very lightly, and when they were in front of Mu Jinggong now, he still didn't notice it.

"Lord Mu, it doesn't taste good in prison!"

Yang Fan looked at the old man in prison in front of him with an evil smile on his face.

"You, who are you?"

Mu Jinggong didn't seem to know the young man who was talking, so he asked hurriedly.

However, Wu Jiancheng, who was beside Yang Fan at the moment, suddenly opened his mouth and said sharply,

"City Lord Mu, this is the eldest grandson of Wen Gaozu, don't kneel down quickly when you see the young master!"

Mu Jinggong looked at Wu Jiancheng, trembling all over, and pointed at Wu Jiancheng through gritted teeth,

"Wu Jiancheng, you eat things inside and out, what kind of face do you have to teach the old man a lesson!"

Wu Jiancheng's eyes flashed with embarrassment, and then said,

"Today, Yang Guang has long lost the hearts of the people, rebellions are everywhere, only by choosing the Lord and serving can the world be peaceful, although I Wu Jiancheng was driven by the imperial court, but I never forgot the prince Yang Yong gave it, and recently returned to the young master Yang Fan, it is the will of God, how to rebel!"

Wu Jiancheng's words made that Mu Jing almost vomit blood in anger.

"Master Mu, when there is such a disaster today, it should be inseparable from a corrupt official like you who is corrupt and bends the law and indulges in fireworks and restaurants!"

Yang Fan suddenly spoke again.

That Mu Jinggong knew that he was now a fish in the net, and he was in a catastrophe, so he suddenly knelt on the ground with a thud, and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"The young master is above, and his subordinate Mu Jing is ashamed of the people of Lucheng, please spare the old man's death penalty for the sake of my loyalty to the Great Sui for many years!"

Yang Fan suddenly stepped back, and Zhou Qian stood in front of the cell door in a long cyan dress, and said with a cold face,

"Do you remember me?"

As soon as these words came out, Mu Jinggong raised his head again, looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, and his body trembled,

"It's you, ma'am, no! Zhou, Miss Zhou......"

Mu Jinggong's gaze finally had a look, and his gaze at Zhou Qian was full of desire.

However, Zhou Qian didn't have any good feelings for the sloppy old man in front of her, and said coldly,

"Is my deed of sale with you, please return it to me!"

Mu Jinggong suddenly laughed, his expression seemed to be a little abnormal,

"Give it back to you? Will you be able to live if you give it back? Even so, the old man will never do this, your deed of sale has been returned to the old man, even if you have not married the old man, but the letter of appointment and the gift money have been handed down by the old man, nominally you are the old man's woman, hehe......"

Mu Jinggong laughed and looked at Zhou Qian obscenely.

Zhou Qian said angrily,

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't marry you, how can I be your woman!"

However, Mu Jinggong was unmoved, shook his head and continued,

"No, you're wrong, according to the law of the Great Sui, as long as the woman has a gift and dowry, she is married, and you know this, General Wu Jiancheng!"

After speaking, Mu Jinggong deliberately glanced at Wu Jiancheng.

Wu Jiancheng didn't speak, and seemed to acquiesce.

However, Yang Fan said,

"In that case, then I don't want any deed of sale, come on, drag this old guy out and cut it down!"

Zhou Qian's face became complicated, she glanced at Yang Fan affectionately, and stopped talking.

But Mu Jinggong laughed,

"If I die, according to the law of the Great Sui, his wife and concubine will have to be filial and loyal to him for three years before they can remarry, haha......"