As the Tao was leaving, the deacons all looked at each other, each with their own thoughts.

Everyone was a deep person, and when the night deacon coughed, he said, "Everyone, let's go and prepare." ”

The other deacons all responded to the words, and as they went out, only Ash Tibet's face turned pale.

Impaired Knowledge?

It also depends on the degree, in fact, every time the body dies, there is some damage, as long as the person does not die, there is always a chance, Ash thought so, and gradually suppressed the panic in his heart, and walked out.

At this time, a rune issued by the deacon fell into the Wei Palace with a golden light, and it fell to the front of the side hall as if it were a traction.

At this time, it was close to dusk, the sky was still bright, and several guards were on guard, and a boy inside saw it, and said "huh".

The boy had clear eyebrows and a lofty expression, but he saw an old servant busy coming over, and said: "Master Hou, these things are not something you can do now, the slave takes you to prepare a meal, and someone from the dining room asks Master Hou how to eat today, and the slave thinks it is better to use some plain food." ”

This little Wei Hou took a look unwillingly, so he had to follow.

Wei Hou was young at this time, and he was overhead, and the dragon was trapped in the shallows, and he was fiercely restrained, although he still had some luck, but it was gradually consumed.

After Wei Hou went, one of the guards strode up, grabbed the rune, and strode out of the Wei Palace, all the way out of the mansion.

There were not many pedestrians on the street outside the house, and there was a carriage passing by, and as soon as the guard stopped with one hand, a coachman stopped: "Master Jun, I didn't commit a crime, you are ......"

The guard went directly to the back and shouted to the coachman in front: "Don't talk nonsense, go to Fan's mansion, delay my business, be careful of your head!"

The coachman felt the cold water pour from his head to the soles of his feet, and with a shake of the reins, he drove the carriage away, through several alleys and streets, and stopped in front of a tall and majestic mansion.

"Master Jun, Fan's Mansion has arrived!" the coachman reminded in a loud voice.

When the guard saw it, he turned over and dismounted, and said to the coachman, "Okay, you can go!"

The coachman was stunned when he heard this, looked over, and the guard saw it, and couldn't help laughing: "What, if you don't leave, you still want the car money?"

These words were fierce, the coachman was excited, he didn't dare to say again and again, he shook the reins and drove the carriage, and then saw the two soldiers at the door above laughing: "The people from the Black Armor Army are so murderous, what are you doing here, aren't you on an errand in the Wei Palace?"

The two guards were familiar with the guard, and they spoke.

"A letter from the Dao Palace is here, to Wei Hou, and I will send it to the prefect. The guard said, pulling out the military badge from his waist for the two guards to look at.

Seeing the military card, the two nodded: "Let's go in!"

The guards went in, passed through the double obstacles, and when they came to a house, they called the maid to report it, and then they entered, and when they entered, they bowed: "The black armor army Zhang Hei greets the Lord...... Dao Gong came with a letter to Wei Hou, and I sent it to the lord to see. ”

Fan Wen held the pen and said, "Get up, I'll talk to you after the official approves." ”

The guard kowtowed and got up, and now he had nothing to do but carefully examine it, and saw that the ground was paved with green bricks, and there were several servants standing around him, and in the distance there were soldiers with swords.

In the past few months, Lord Fan has become more and more majestic.

Just thinking about it, he heard a cough, and when he was busy looking at it, he saw Fan Wen finish writing the civil official, and he stepped forward and smiled: "Lord, please see." ”

Fan Wen took the rune, looked at it carefully, and saw that the rune was golden, and couldn't help but ponder in his heart, but for a moment, he saw that the messenger guard was still standing with his hands down, and said: "You go down, go back to the Wei Palace and look at it." ”

"Yes!" the guard replied.

Seeing the guards retreat, Fan Wen took out a golden rune from the table, which was the same as the one in front of him, and he couldn't help sneering with the two runes in his hand.

"Come out, Lingsan. Fan Wen spoke.

As the words fell, a Taoist came out of the curtain behind him, well-dressed, with fluttering sleeves, looking a little fairy-like.

Seeing Lingsan people coming out, Fan Wen got up and walked over.

"Lingsanren, you can help me see, these two rune letters, what do you say, one is for Wei Hou, and the other is for me. ”

As he spoke, he handed over the two runes, and Lingsanren took them with one hand, nodded, sank his mind into them, and looked at them carefully.

After a while, it changed again, and the same mind sank into it.

After reading the two runes, Lingsanren said: "Don't think too much about it, adults, in fact, this rune is read by mortals, and you can see it if you put it on your eyebrows." ”

"This is talking about Hongming County, there is a Taoist who entered the inner gate, awarded the deacon of the eighth grade, and will come back in a few days, and ask us to go to congratulate. ”

After a pause, he continued: "The two letters are the same, but the tone is different, they are addressed to the Lord and the Marquis of Wei, and this is for the local lord, so it can be seen that in the mind of the Dao Palace, you have already fought side by side with the Marquis of Wei!"

When Fan Wen heard this, his expression was relieved, and he didn't check it at the moment: "Oh, I see, it's just that the Taoist is so lucky that he can enter the inner door with a fancy to the Daomen." ”

"Wang Cunye. Lingsan also said with a hint of envy.

When Fan Wen heard this, his face changed, his face was a little pale, and he paced in the hall, repeating it several times, just muttering, "Is this the son?"

Lingsan couldn't help but be shocked when he saw it, but he was only responsible for his safety, and he had some luck, presumably the inside story was very deep, and he just didn't say anything at the moment.

After a long time, Fan Wen stopped pacing, and his face became normal: "Inform my son in Yunya County, let him prepare a generous gift to go to Dayanguan to congratulate, my house also prepared early, don't save it, back up the generous gift!"

When the servants heard this, they answered again and again, and withdrew.

After saying this, Fan Wen sat on the chair and kept thinking about it in his mind.

Entering the county overnight to kill the chief, returning from the Hebo meeting, killing Tsing Yi Pavilion, assassinating the mastermind, and coercing the government, these things were fortunate back then, and when they changed their own heads, they felt more and more intolerable.

It's just that when he became the prefect, the secrets of the county gradually became known, but he felt more and more powerful, when Wang Cunye was just a human immortal, he was so mad, but now it is even more difficult to deal with.

After thinking about it, Fan smelled the word "national thief" on his lips, swallowed it again, and just drank the herbal tea in the teacup in one gulp.

After saying that, the subordinate listened to the words and retreated, and passed the word to the housekeeper.

The housekeeper didn't dare to slack off, and immediately sent someone to inform the second son of Yunya County, and set up a gift list, and he was very busy for a while.

Yunya County is a hundred miles away from the city, riding horses and whips, and arrived at the boundary of Yunya County in the early morning, the messenger reported the identity of Fanfu, and the soldiers guarding the city did not dare to stop it, and let it go again and again.

Riding horses all the way, pedestrians on the street gave way one after another, and stopped at the county office.

"Master Fan of Fucheng has given an order, don't stop it. The messenger took out the Fan Mansion token, asked the doorman to watch the person, and quickly rushed in.

At this time, Fan Shirong sat with the instruction document, saying that it was a bumper harvest in the county this year, so he approved: "This is gratifying, and the winter planting should not be neglected, so that the department will inspect." ”

Then I looked at the personnel list again, and Sang Li, the nine-product inspection, not only sorted out the tolerance of the yamen once, but also managed the inspection manager again.

The inspection department is in charge of the locally recruited archers, which are under the leadership of the county order, and they are actually militiamen, and mastering 200 militia is also a strength.

After Fan Shirong finished reading, he was pacing and stretching, and at this moment, a person ran in, Fan Shirong recognized that it was the breadwinner of the Fan family, and said at the moment: "Wang Cai, what's the matter, so panicked?"

Wang Cai knelt down and said, "On the order of the master, I have come to tell him that Wang Cunye will return to the county as a deacon of the eighth grade!"

Fan Shirong was stunned for a while, and then said for a long time: "Didn't you say that you have to wait for three years of qualification?"

Wang Cai knocked and said: "Childe, the master said that Wang Cunye has become an inner disciple and wants to become a ghost and immortal, and the Dao Palace sent a letter to the master to congratulate him." ”

"The master said, let you prepare some gifts and send them to Dayanguan, don't be late!"

Fan Shirong listened, his face was red and blue for a while, and he sweated on his back for a moment, gritting his teeth: "What you said is unbelievable, I don't believe it, it's only been a few months, and you have become a ghost and immortal?"

These things are not confidential, Fan Shirong has an understanding of the Dao Palace system, but he understands very well what this "ghost immortal" means!

When he said this, he felt discouraged again, and sat down in his seat.

This can't actually be fake.

At this time, the autumn wind was blowing, and the window paper was constantly bulging and denting, and Fan Shirong calmed down after a long time before he calmed down and said, "Wang Cai, you go back and tell the old man, I know about this matter, and I will deal with it...... You go back like this, and listen to him as you say. ”

"Yes!

Wang Cai stood up and retreated, turned on his horse, drew his horse's shares, and headed towards the city.

There was no one around, Fan Shirong drank tea one after another, his face was tired, and he looked at the stacks of documents for a long time.

Since the beginning of the rusty, to now at ease, this is not only talent, foundation, but also hard work, selfish and somewhat satisfied.

It's just that now that the news came up, I felt that I couldn't talk about it, so I just drank tea in a daze and paced slowly in the room.

Fan Shirong thought of the hard work of the past few months, and his eyes were red: "Hey, I didn't get to this position before, I don't think it, but now I feel that the word thief is really appropriate, stealing the power of the country, stealing the position of the country, and seizing the foundation of the country, it's hateful!"

The more Fan Shirong paced, the more the depression lingered in his heart, and it took a long time before he let out a rough breath and walked outside.

A servant hurriedly pushed open the door and let the young master go out, Fan Shirong thought silently, suddenly noticed this person, couldn't help but move in his heart, and asked, "Ma Teng, how many years have you been at my house?"

When this man heard this, he lowered his hand and replied: "Young master, the villain came to Fucheng three years ago to beg for food, but fortunately the eldest master took him in, and he has been in the Fan Mansion for three years. ”

"Oh, it's been three years. Fan Shirong listened, silently pondering, this person was still appreciated by Gao Jing back then, saying that there were some bones, and it would be useful if he cultivated, but he had to grind his water chestnut first.

It's just that these mortal methods can catch up with the promotion of Taoist priests?

"You go and help me buy gifts, and bring my tokens, let the catcher quickly find a team of festive drummers, tomorrow morning I will be useful, the gift is for a female crown, let them put the account on me, you have been in my house for so long, you must have some vision, don't be afraid to spend money, that's all, you go down to buy, tomorrow morning, I want to see things." Fan Shirong said, took out a token from his waist and threw it to Ma Teng.

Ma Teng hurriedly took it, bowed down, and retreated silently.

(To be continued)