Chapter Twenty-Eight: Returning and Leaving (1)
The salute was fired three times, and there were many swords and guns.
Outside the city, there were a line of black armor, like a dark cloud born from the flat ground, surrounded by white-bladed horizontal bows, solemnly facing the line of cars in front.
"Greetingsβ"
The sound of artillery blasted the sky again.
"Yue Guogong - return to Nanjing!"
With that, the city also burst into cheers.
The newly sealed Duke of Yue, Lu Fangxuan, Lu Langqing, was sitting in the bumpy carriage, looking at the curtain blown by the autumn wind, holding a half-unsheathed sharp knife in his hand, very snow-white, shining to reflect his calm and resolute face.
The day before yesterday, he had just bowed to the Holy Decree in Beijing, and listened to the emperor personally recite those few words, 'Lu Fangxuan is specially promoted to be the Duke of Yue Guo, and also the Counselor of Nanjing', and received the high-grade dagger given to him, which is the one he is holding now.
The reason why Liu Zhennian was able to release such a will of the emperor was all because of Yan Wen's advice and advice, and he proposed to the general to make Nanjing 'two tigers fight', so that he could 'watch the fire from the other side' and weaken the momentum of the two.
Lu Fangxuan didn't know this, but even if he knew, he wouldn't say anything to Wan Heshun to unite and unite as one......
He dislikes this as too hypocritical, he has this kind of kung fu, it is better to stab Wan Heshun in the back three times, so that the blade is stained with blood.
"Welcome to Yue Guogong!"
The car suddenly stopped, and an officer in front of him knelt down on one leg and shouted again.
Lu Fangxuan took a knife, opened the curtain, and slowly walked down.
He took a breath of cool air, brushed his beard, straightened his official uniform, supported his crown, stepped on the sand, and looked around as if no one was around, before he raised his eyes and looked at Ye Yongjia in front of him, but that look was more like looking at something, not like looking at people.
Ye Yongjia saw that he was so arrogant, and he also looked at him with a slightly disdainful expression. He saw that this Lu Fangxuan was half a head shorter than himself, and his skin was rough and slightly black; A pair of bee eyes, with a hooked nose, pale and almost white lips, exuding an inexplicable murderous aura from all over his body.
"Lu Yuegong, please!" Ye Yongjia saluted and said.
Lu Fangxuan also bowed to him, not thinking that he was a big man, so he didn't say a word, and followed everyone away.
"Duke Lu Yue, Wanjun Wangyang, you go to the palace for a banquet, please go immediately, don't live up to his good intentions." An official leaned into his ear and said.
"Yes. But according to the custom, the new official should go to the Confucian Temple to worship the sages, why ......"
"Recently, there has been a big flood in Qinhuai, although the water potential has not risen, it is still afraid of changing, it is better not to go now, it is better to save it."
Lu Fangxuan bowed his head and said, "According to your opinion." β
They were escorted by officers and soldiers, and the outside was full of layers of people, among which Wei Huai and Xia Yuanlong flashed. Wei Huai stood on a high place, looking at Lu Fangxuan and the others, he couldn't suppress his excitement, and sighed excitedly: "He's back!" β
Lu Fangxuan followed Ye Yongjia and the others to the gate of the palace, and when he saw that the Zhu Gate was wide open, a kind and cordial voice came from inside: "My righteous brother! Don't come unharmed! β
Lu Fangxuan's eyes swept towards that, and he saw Wan Heshun crossing the threshold with his feet and greeted him with a kind smile.
"My brother Wan!" Lu Fangxuan also smiled, stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, "Don't come here unharmed!" β
Wan Heshun also shook his hand vigorously, "My body is naturally very good!" But look at the vicissitudes of the virtuous brother a lot! β
Lu Fangxuan grabbed his arm again, and said with a sly smile: "Jingzhou is troublesome, and I can't forget my righteous brother, so I look old, don't think it's hanging!" β
Wan Heshun pinched him tightly with his hand, but he still smiled kindly on his face, and replied, "I'm afraid that Brother Xian is not only for this reason, right?" The cause of Fangjia Dyeing Workshop is also thanks to your support! β
Lu Fangxuan grinned, and two rows of silver-white fangs were exposed, like a vicious lion: "If there is no brother, Nanjing is afraid that it will fall into the hands of others!" β
"It's too reputation, it's too reputation......" Wan Heshun said with a smile, "Don't talk about it, please go to the cold house for the banquet first, and then it's not too late!" β
King Wanjun turned his back and said, "Governor Ye, I'm tired of you leading the way." β
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Ye Yongjia led the officials through several doors, walked into the Yanbin Hall from the garden, and waited for the next people to set up tables, chairs, dishes, etc., without going into details.
It was only said that everyone sat down one after another, and Lu Fangxuan sat down next to Wan Heshun in order to show that he had a harmonious relationship with his brother-in-law.
"Come, brother Xian, drink a glass of brother's wine!" King Wanjun brought the wine, enthusiastically poured a bowl for Lu Fangxuan, and said with a smile.
"The order of the righteous brother, the foolish brother does not dare to disobey wow!" Lu Fangxuan picked up the bowl and shouted, "It's done!" β
With that, he drank it all and remained silent.
"Good amount of alcohol!" Wan Heshun patted him on the shoulder and complimented.
"Ladies and gentlemen," he said to the officials, "Lord Lu used to be in Nanjing, and you have all seen how well he has treated you. Today he is back, and I will let him share the military and political power with me and take charge of Nanjing, what is it? β
As soon as the words fell, Ye Yongjia put down the wine glasses with the officials, and said in unison: "It is the blessing of my people in Nanjing to have Lord Lu and Lord Wan, both of whom are heroes who are dedicated to the country, so what else do they share with each other!" β
After hearing this, Wan Heshun looked at Lu Fangxuan with a smile: "Brother Xian, it's time for you to say something, right?" β
"Of course." Lu Fangxuan slowly stood up and hugged his fists to everyone: "Some of you know me and some don't, but you all uphold a loyal heart for the country and the people. Whether it's thinking of my affection or sincerely lifting me, I must not let you down! β
For a while, the applause at the banquet was thunderous.
"Brother Lu Xian...... Wan Heshun saw that Lu Fangxuan was so ambitious and courageous, and couldn't help but sigh: "You and I used to worship in Nanjing, and you are also like this...... Time flies, my brother and I are all dying, but our ambition does not change a slight, which is really a tear for people! He drank a glass of wine and wept.
Although these words were flattering, Lu Fangxuan couldn't help but recall his high-spirited time, so he muttered: "Yes......"
Wan Heshun saw that his eyes were sad and misty, as if he was really emotional, he thought that he had fallen into a trick, and he was happy in his heart, so he talked about the old things again: "I still remember when the first emperor, I sent troops to the south and returned defeated, or did you hide things for me, so I had to return safely...... Although more than 20 years have passed since this incident, I still thank you for your kindness! β
When Wan Heshun said this, he hurriedly wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and then toasted him with a glass of wine.
Lu Fangxuan saw that he had repeatedly talked about his old feelings, and knew that this Wan Heshun had a ghost, so he was quite alert, and only hastily toasted back.
"Speaking of which, the dyeing workshop you run has added a lot of light to my Nanjing!" Wan Heshun smiled kindly, "But ...... Something seems to have happened lately. β
Lu Fangxuan's gaze immediately became vigilant.
"Brother, but it doesn't hurt to say it."