The dripping winter rain woke up the sleeping Zhao Bufan, and the dizziness after the hangover made him feel like his head was about to explode, he silently ran the nine turns of Jinyang True Qi to make himself feel a little better, and then he lifted the warm quilt, got up and sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed his temples.

It happened that Yelu Yu Liyan walked into the room with a big bowl, and when he saw that he was already sober, he couldn't help but come closer, and said expressionlessly: "This is the sobering soup I boiled, drink it!"

Zhao Bufan raised his head, looked at the cold and beautiful face, and seemed to smile: "You care about me?"

Yelu Yu Liyan handed over the sobering soup in his hand: "I am a clansman who cares about me, you are already a divine wolf general recognized by us, and you are the object of the clan's allegiance, if you are not in good health and die too quickly, then my clansmen will not have a good life." ”

Zhao Bufan smiled and shook his head: "Then you have this tone towards your master?"

Yelu Yu Liyan bit his lip, his eyes were full of unconvinced wildness: "You have conquered our people, I recognize you as a powerful warrior, recognize your leader, and obey your orders, but I am still the daughter of the divine wolf, and I will not force a smile on anyone!"

Looking at her silently for a long time, Zhao Bufan took the sobering soup and drank it in one go, wiped his mouth, stood up and walked outside the house.

"Your sobering soup...... It tastes good!"

After leaving the house, Zhao Bufan went to the front hall by himself.

At this time, Gongsun Sheng, Zhu Wu and Wen Huanzhang were already waiting here, and even Yang Bangyi, Yang Yizhong, Zhang Xian, Lu Deng and others were also there, and when they saw him enter the meeting hall, they all got up and saluted.

"Lord Wang!"

Zhao Bufan smiled and waved his hand, walked to the top and sat down: "Why did you come to Yanjing?"

Yang Bangyi looked at the three Lu Deng who were traveling with him, and then said: "Back to the prince, when we received the order, we also heard that you were going back to Beijing soon, so we rushed to Yanjing to visit the prince. ”

"You have a heart!"

Zhao Bufan nodded with a smile, his eyes swept over a few people, and he continued softly: "In the future, if you are transferred to Northern Xinjiang, you must not slack off, especially to keep an eye on the movements of the people of the Jin Kingdom, the Liao State is on the verge of extinction, they will become our biggest threat, and it is only a matter of time before they invade the Great Song Dynasty because of their economic backwardness."

Lu Deng, you are appointed as the commander of the Yanjing Mansion, commanding the soldiers of the Yanjing Mansion, you must do a good job in the defensive deployment of the Great Wall on the border, cooperate with the Water Margin Army to build a tight defense line, and communicate and exchange more with the Water Margin Army. ”

"The last general understands!" Lu Deng clenched his fists in a deep voice.

Zhao Bufan turned to look at Yang Yizhong.

"Yizhong, you were born in the general's door, you can be outstanding, you know a lot about military affairs, but after all, you lack actual experience in commanding troops, you are in Fengshengzhou as a soldier and horse supervisor, you have to learn more from the Yingyang Army's capital commander Wu Jie, although he is from a humble background, his knowledge is not as extensive as you, but he has very rich combat experience, and he is a very righteous person, but his temperament is more straightforward, you have to be more responsible, don't have conflicts with him, cooperate well, and jointly defend Fengshengzhou. ”

Yang Yizhong responded with a fist: "Don't worry, the prince will be saved!"

Zhao Bufan looked at Yang Bangyi again: "Bangyi, your task is heavier, you are the prefect of Datong Mansion, and you are also the head of the soldiers and horses of Datong Mansion, but you must not make mistakes, treat those tribes attached to the north with grace and power, gradually resolve contradictions, strengthen exchanges with each other, and allow intermarriage, many of the governance suggestions I left you should also be carefully watched, no matter how difficult it is to advance, you have to do it."

In fact, I also hate the Khitans, but I have thought carefully in recent years, what is the benefit of endless continuation of hatred to governing the country, and it is not in line with the tradition of our Song people, we are a great ethnic group, don't dwell on the past, look forward, the biggest difference between us and the Khitan people is that we have a long culture and a broad mind, don't repeat the mistakes of the Khitans, as long as they are willing, then accept them, recognize them as the people of the Great Song Dynasty, and treat them equally.

You are a scholar, open-minded, and know more than me, you should be able to understand why our Chinese civilization has never been extinguished for thousands of years, why many ethnic groups have been wiped out in the long river of history, only we can still stand, strong not only our strength, but also our fine traditions and indelible spiritual culture. ”

Yang Bangyi was well aware of the heavy responsibility on his shoulders, and nodded heavily: "My subordinates must do their best." ”

Zhao Bufan smiled and turned to look at Zhang Xian.

"Pingzhou's Liutun Forbidden Army is the Shenwu Army, and the commander is Yue Fei, who is as young as you, you have a lot of similarities, you are going to Pingzhou to serve as the commander of the soldiers and horses, you should be very compatible with him, I have nothing to say, work hard, and the northern Xinjiang will be handed over to you!"

Zhang Xianwan smiled: "Lord Wang, isn't there still you? As long as you are here, the Great Song Dynasty is impregnable, and we can't bother much!"

"What if I die?" Zhao Bufan rolled his eyes and scolded with a smile: "You all have to work hard and really stand alone, people have good fortune and misfortune, who is right? Besides, I also want to enjoy some good fortune, if you don't stand up, how can I enjoy happiness?"

Everyone laughed instantly.

Later, Wen Huanzhang and Zhu Wu reported on the garrison situation in northern Xinjiang, and submitted the official documents of the soldiers and horses of each department, and Zhao Bufan also dealt with them one by one, and when it was almost noon, he invited everyone to have a meal together, and then personally sent Lu Deng and others to set off.

Half a month later, on the third day of the twelfth month, the military arrangements on Yanyun Road were completed, and Zhao Bufan also embarked on the return journey, and only the twelve hall masters of Juxianzhuang and Yelu Yu Liyan accompanied him south, and they set off in secret, prohibiting anyone from sending them off, except for a few high-level officials, almost no one knew that he had left Yanjing.

Walking to the town thirty miles south of Yanjing City, everyone found an inn to eat and rest, and Zhao Bufan, who was in a good mood, was chatting with Jian Qitian in the South China Sea, but he didn't expect the table to suddenly shake.

Cheng Zheng suddenly scolded: "Jian Qi, you just talk when you speak, what are your legs shaking?"

"I'm not shaking!" Jian Qi said in amazement.

"Didn't shake? Why did the table shake so much?"

Everyone was talking, but the shaking was getting more and more violent, and even the entire inn was shaking violently, Zhao Bufan reacted instantly and roared: "Earthquake, this is a big earthquake, everyone get out quickly!!"

When the words fell, he had already grabbed the dazed Yelu Yu Liyan, and rushed out of the inn with light skills.

The reaction of the hall masters was also dissatisfied, and they ran out after him.

In an instant, the sky fell apart, hundreds of people fled from their houses in panic, the streets were full of frightened people, and a large number of houses began to collapse, and in a short time, the whole town was in shambles.

Fortunately, the earthquake did not last long, and it did not take long for it to calm down.

All kinds of desperate wails then resounded throughout the town, and a large number of people who could not escape from the house were buried under the rubble, and the cries for help and grief were endless, and the misery was unspeakable!

Zhao Bufan shouted urgently: "Quick! Disperse and save people! Organize everyone to save people! Save as many as you can, there will definitely be follow-up earthquakes of such a big earthquake!"

Yan Wu and Jian Qi and other hall masters woke up from their sluggishness, and they couldn't care much, so they hurriedly scattered and ran to all directions to organize everyone to save people.

Zhao Bufan also followed and pounced on the injured who were crushed in the rubble, and tried his best to rescue them, even Yelu Yu Liyan followed to help.

At this tense moment, a sword light suddenly lit up in the crowd, stabbing straight at Zhao Bufan's back.

The astonishing murderous aura made Zhao Bufan instantly perceive it, jumped over, and flipped over to directly regret it.

"Bang!!"

The person who came was shocked back by the fierce palm force, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

Zhao Bufan looked at it intently, and said angrily: "Rakshasa ghost, I don't look for you, you dare to track me?"

"If you don't die, how can I live?" replied in a cold voice.

At this time, Zhao Bufan was really angry, and directly raised the light power and rushed over, and the nine turns of Jinyang's true qi ran wildly.

"Cut off you scourge forever today. ”

"Hmph, you can kill if you say kill?" replied disdainfully, turning around and running.

Zhao Bufan followed closely, although he knew that the Rakshasa ghost must have set up an ambush, but his current martial arts really had nothing to fear, and the hall masters of Juxianzhuang were there, and they would definitely follow later.

The two of them were extremely fast, and in a short time they chased them out of town, through a small forest, to the river.

The rakshasa was forced to pause.

Zhao Bufan followed closely and looked at him lightly: "Any ambush will be revealed." ”

The Rakshasa ghost turned his head and showed a strange smile on his face: "You are in a catastrophe today, but don't blame me, blame your royal brother, he wants you to die, there is a prince who can fight well, how can he be the emperor?"

"Who the hell is he?"

"No comment!"

"Then I'll let you sue!"

Zhao Bufan was in a hurry, running the Nine Revolutions of Jinyang Divine Skill, his palms quickly condensed with surging palm power, but he didn't expect that just as he was about to make a move, there was a strange flute sound in his ears, and the tip of his nose smelled a vague fragrance.

He paused, frowning warily.

In a moment, his dantian was cramping violently, and the majestic Nine Turns Golden Yang True Qi dissipated, and he could no longer urge the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending Palm, and the more luck he had, the more intense the pain became.

"How is it possible? I can't be poisoned!"

The Rakshasa Ghost looked at his iron-blue face and laughed loudly: "The Nine Turns Golden Yang Divine Skill is invincible, right?"

"You know that, too?"

Zhao Bufan endured the astonishing pain, the pride in his heart made him not fall to the ground and roll, as if nothing happened, he stood quietly as if nothing happened, years of suffering had already made him have an iron will, he didn't want his pain to become a tool for others to make fun.

In the face of his questioning, the Rakshasa ghost laughed heartily: "Don't struggle, in order to find your weakness, your brother deliberately followed you to practice the Nine Turns of the Golden Yang Divine Skill, and won over the hermit masters of Dali to study the Gu poison for two years, and finally found a Gu poison that can make your divine skill ineffective, he has even tried it himself in order to be foolproof, so you can accept your fate!"

At this time, Zhao Bufan's mind flashed over the long-dead Wanhualou Shatian Master, and he said at that time that there was a prince who was also practicing the Nine Turns of the Golden Yang Divine Skill, and now before and after contact, he faintly felt that the Rakshasa ghost did not lie to him.

Beads of sweat dripped from Zhao Bufan's forehead, he tried his best to urge the exercises, but he couldn't lift half of his true qi, only the severe pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and lost his majestic internal strength, purely relying on the outer door moves, he was not the opponent of the Rakshasa ghost at all.

The enchanting Langyue slowly walked out of the grove, her face full of pride.

"Zhao Bufan, don't worry, that person doesn't allow us to kill you, he said that you are his brother after all, and he doesn't want you to die at his hands, but in order for you to never appear again, he wants to sell you to the merchants of the sea, their country needs strong serfs very much, and you should be very popular. ”

"Farewell, little prince!"

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