Before leaving the capital, Pang Jing and his close friends responded to each other, writing dozens of poems about the Western Regions, half of which described the snowstorm, and the other half about the desert Gobi.

Jingshi is heaven on earth, and he secretly sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Before leaving Beijing, Pang Jing made a bet with an official that with the help of the post station built by the Central Plains in the Western Regions, he could reach Biyu City within a month, which took the same time as Xia and Qiu.

He succeeded, although his face was frozen and peeling, his lips were chapped to reveal red flesh, although he was exhausted by many horses and camels along the way, and had to abandon his three exhausted retinue in the ice and snow, he still succeeded, and it took only twenty-nine days to reach Biyu City from Jingshi.

In order to make himself deserve his name, Pang Jing did not stay in the military camp outside the city, but went straight to the north city, and occupied the governor's mansion without consulting anyone, ordered someone to turn out the official seal, and stamped a customs clearance certificate for himself, plus the vouchers of the previous checkpoints and post stations, Pang Jing has conclusive evidence that he won the gamble.

When he returns to Beijing, he will win three glasses of wine from the official's own hand, and the stakes are insignificant, and he just wants to prove himself right.

The current governor of the city is from the North Court, and he has long since disappeared, and the remaining more than ten servants stay in the official residence, all of whom are from Jinpeng Castle, and in the face of a group of strangers who suddenly broke in, he didn't dare to refuse, and while handing over the official seal, he rushed to report upward.

So, after several tosses, the Central Plains, who were waiting in the military camp outside the city to wait for the new commander, learned the news, and it turned out that the group of refugees that the scouts had seen before were actually generals and entourages who came from Beijing.

Pang Jing likes to fight against the lazy surname in his body to hone his will, so less than two hours after staying in the official residence, the itching feeling in his toes has not disappeared, he walked out of the comfortable bedroom to meet his subordinates.

Nearly 100 generals crowded the lobby of the official office, and they all greeted the new handsome, wondering in their hearts, this young man with a frostbitten face and a young man like a child, is really the younger brother of the general Pang Ning?

Pang Jing was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a long and well-proportioned figure, a resolute square face, and small eyes, which showed fresh vitality even in the most tired moments, as if it were inexhaustible, and must be squandered lavishly.

The first time they met, Pang Jing showed that he didn't like to follow the rules, and without waiting for his subordinates to introduce his position and name, he walked straight to the only outsider in the lobby.

"You must be General Dugu. Pang Jing asked with a smile, also without waiting for a formal introduction, his smile caused frostbite, and he couldn't help but gasp with his teeth bared.

Dugu Xian bowed his head slightly, holding the handsome seal with one hand, he represents the dragon king, and he has to behave neither humble nor arrogant, "Under the command of the dragon king, the left general Dugu Xian, entrusted with the management of the handsome seal, now the thing is returned to the original owner......"

An entourage who was also covered with frostbite took the handsome seal, Pang Jing didn't even look at it, pulled Dugu Xian's only remaining arm, and looked at it carefully, "General Dugu has repeatedly won more with less, defeated Jinpeng, chased Beiting, and became famous all over the world, if there is a general like you in the Central Plains, why do you need to prepare for many years before you dare to fight with Beiting? Why don't you go to the Central Plains, I will give you back the position of commander, drink wine and eat meat and enjoy it for a few days, and after returning to the capital, I will ask for credit for you, and it is no problem to get a throne." ”

The generals were shocked, and it was not quite in line with the rules to openly win over the most important generals under the command of the Dragon King just after they met.

Dugu Xian was even more stunned, forgetting all the words he had thought of, and only after a few words did he say: "General Pang praised, I have won a few battles, all of them are the Dragon King's plans, I just obey the order, I only have the ability to lead the troops, and there is no shortage of such generals in the Central Plains." ”

Pang Jing laughed, "It's a pity, it's a pity, if the Dragon King is willing to be wronged, I can immediately make him a marquis in the name of His Majesty the Emperor." ”

The new handsome man seemed to be talking more and more unobtrusively, the generals all lowered their heads, no one dared to squeak, Dugu Xian said a few perfunctory words, hurriedly said goodbye, and went to the dragon army camp to report the situation to the dragon king, he really didn't know how to judge Pang Jing's character.

Pang Jing was full of energy, and until dark, he was still receiving visitors from all walks of life, checking the army roster, and the number of grain and grass equipment, and the generals had prepared a dust-washing banquet, but no one dared to invite them, but they were worried in their hearts, for fear that they would not respond well when it was their turn to be questioned, and they would lose the opportunity for promotion.

Finally, a general expressed a meaning through Pang Jing's entourage: The governor's mansion does not belong to the Central Plains at this moment, and the new commander might as well go to the barracks to rest, where all the utensils have been prepared, and it is by no means simpler than the city.

Pang Jing refused to move out, the reason was very simple, "The Central Plains is the co-owner of the world, don't say that the mansion is empty, even if the people from Beiting live here, I will drive them away." ”

That night, Pang Jing slept beautifully, and the next morning he felt refreshed, and when he walked out of the door, he suddenly felt that the snow scene in the Western Regions was still very beautiful, but unfortunately it was the end of winter, the snow was slightly melting, and there was no freshly brewed wine.

It was another busy day, Jinpeng Fort sent a famous doctor who specializes in treating frostbite, brought some ointment, and it was effective after applying it, but the white and black on his face were not very beautiful, but Pang Jing didn't care at all, so he continued to meet guests.

Contrary to most people's expectations, the first resident of Biyu that Pang Jing met turned out to be Meng Mingshu, and the gesture of goodwill made by Jinpeng Fort seemed to be not worth mentioning in his eyes.

Meng Mingshu himself was also deeply surprised, he just sent someone to send a greeting sticker to the new official of the Central Plains according to the usual practice, but he didn't expect to be the first to be summoned.

Fortunately, Bodhi Garden was not far from the official residence, and Meng Mingshu arrived after a while, panting, mostly because of nervousness.

Pang Jing pointed to his face and laughed: "I'm really sorry, I didn't have the face to see people, but the relationship between the Meng family and the Central Plains is not ordinary, and it is even more unusual with the Pang family, so I will not be outside." ”

It is one of the core businesses of the Meng family to organize the small countries in the Western Regions to pay tribute to the Central Plains on a regular basis, and every time the gifts brought back from the Central Plains are always worth much higher than the tribute, the Meng family has made a lot of profits from it, and it is indeed close to many officials.

Meng Mingshu didn't expect the Pang family to attach such a heavy sense of friendship, and he couldn't help but feel flattered, but the vigilance in his heart did not relax, so he thanked him incoherently, and then talked about the decline of the Meng family and his own poverty, lamenting.

Pang Jing was indeed out of sight, comforting Meng Mingshu like an old friend for many years, especially interested in the robbery of the Meng family, "It stands to reason that such a big operation, it is impossible to keep it secret, why don't you know who did it so far?"

Meng Mingshu really didn't want to talk about this matter more, so he had to say perfunctorily: "The tree has fallen and scattered, the Meng family mansion has collapsed, even the minions have run out, it is still difficult to protect itself, how can there be spare strength to investigate this matter? Moreover, Biyu City is different from the Central Plains, and even different from other regions in the Western Regions, it can be described as lawlessness, and it has always spoken with strength, and the current Meng family would rather not know who the robber is." ”

Pang Jing kindly put his right hand on Meng Mingshu's shoulder, "It's different now, my most important task when I come to the Western Regions this time is to choose a city lord for Biyu City, bring order and rules, the robbery of the Meng family is on me, and I will give you an explanation sooner or later." ”

Meng Mingshu thanked him embarrassedly, feeling that this new official was too young and lacked experience.

Pang Jing personally sent Meng Mingshu to the door of the mansion, and whispered in his ear: "Meng Gongzi remember my words, the Meng family is very important to the Central Plains, I will not let the Meng family be bullied like this, as long as you point out the clues, no matter how powerful the other party is, and no matter where the wealth of the Meng family is hidden, the Central Plains troops stationed in various parts of the Western Regions will help you get it back." ”

Meng Mingshu almost knelt down in public, but was helped up by Pang Jing's hands, so he went home with tears in his eyes, and immediately wrote a handwritten letter, sent his cronies to Xiao Fengchai's residence in Nancheng, and entrusted her to explain the situation to the Dragon King.

He pinned the hopes of the Meng family on the Dragon King, and he couldn't let that suspicious young man misunderstand, but sitting alone in the room, Meng Mingshu faintly regretted a little, knowing that the Central Plains valued the Meng family so much, he shouldn't have cooperated with the Dragon King in the first place.

Pang Jing's second person to meet was even more surprising to Biyucheng, he didn't even sit in the governor's mansion and wait for the guests to visit, but went to the proud building of Liuren Lane in person to meet with the imperial masters of Xiaoyue Hall.

It has been less than a month since Xiaoyuetang made its public debut in Biyu City, and no one knows how Pang Jing knew about this organization and valued it so much.

This meeting lasted for nearly an hour, no one knew the specific situation, Xiaoyuetang was extremely strict, Pang Jing's entourage was all waiting outside the building, and no one accompanied the general into the building.

Pang Jing did not linger in the southern city, and after returning to the northern city, he met with several people, and it was not until night that the governor's mansion was quiet.

Relevant information flew to the Dragon Army camp like snowflakes for the Dragon King and Zhong Heng to analyze, but there was a person's visit that was carried out secretly, and no information was transmitted, so the Dragon King naturally had no way to know.

Luo Qikang had been waiting in the bedroom for a long time, bowing respectfully to the new handsome.

Pang Jing's face was excited, and he once again touched the frostbite that had not completely healed, his face was a little weird, but he couldn't stop the enthusiasm from his heart, and walked in front of the Luo family swordsman in two steps and gave the other party a hug.

The two of them are really old friends.

"It's time for us to make a business. Pang Jing said, his eyes flashing.

In contrast, Luo Qikang was much calmer, "I just want to know, if we can let go of our hands and feet, I've been waiting here for too long, and the sword in the box is about to rust." ”

Pang Jing walked to the door, looked out a few times, turned around and whispered: "For the enemy, you can let go of your hands and feet, and for your friends, you have to give full support." ”

"Who are the enemies and who are the friends?"

"Tomorrow, you'll know. ”

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