Wei Rui was in the makeshift tent, facing the parchment on the table, still hesitating in his heart, he didn't know who to write this letter to. Writing "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info he thought about the people with official positions in the capital from top to bottom, and he naturally couldn't write directly to Fan Yuncheng about the people of the Fan family, and he could only write to Fan Yunzong if he wanted to write, and asked him to inquire about the situation of the Fan family.

At this time, he still had a letter in his arms that had just been delivered to him, which was written to him by Zhang Zhenyue, who was next to Fan Yuncheng. Wei Rui was shocked after receiving this letter, he never thought that the youngest son of the Fan family would be favored by the emperor, and the emperor would accompany the emperor to become a monk, even if he didn't see it in person, he could imagine what kind of scene the Fan family should be at this time. He resolutely couldn't let Fan Jun know about this matter, no matter how good Fan Jun was, when he heard this kind of news, he would not be able to control himself and do something unexpected.

He thought about it again and again, and when he couldn't find a suitable candidate, he just wrote a letter back to Zhang Zhenyue, and ordered him to do his best to protect Fan Yuncheng and not let him make any mistakes.

After the envoy left, Wei Rui had a lot of worries in his heart, so he had to slowly paced into the barracks to relieve the depression in his heart. Before walking to Fan Jun's tent, he stopped, not knowing what Fan Jun was doing at this time.

He opened the curtain of the tent and walked in, only Chabu was carefully wiping the scimitar in his hand, and when he saw Wei Rui stepping in, he hurriedly got up and saluted.

"General Wei!"

"Ah, where did Fan Jun go?" Wei Rui thought to himself that it was getting late at this time, and it was a little inappropriate for him to leave the camp so late.

"Back to the general, Fan Jun just went to a no-man's land to make a thing. When Chabu replied to Wei Rui, he had obviously heard Fan Jun mention the name of this thing, but he couldn't remember anything at this time.

"Ah, it's okay, I'm idle, come and have a look. Wei Rui was about to turn around and leave, but stopped again, "Chabu, your Chinese is really good. ”

"Thank you for the compliment!" Chabu knew that this general was different from ordinary people, and he spoke with some caution when speaking in front of him.

"Did you learn this Chinese dialect after you came to the barracks?"

"I've been speaking Chinese since before I joined the army. ”

"It seems that your reform of Emperor Xiaowen has indeed been fruitful. Wei Rui remembered Emperor Xiaowen of the Northern Wei Dynasty, especially Emperor Xiaowen, who was raised by the Han Empress Dowager Feng since he was a child, and was deeply influenced by Confucianism since he was a child, and was more inclined to Sinicization reform. Wei Rui thought of this Emperor Xiaowen, if he hadn't implemented reforms, he was afraid that this war would have spread to the entire territory of Daliang.

"General, Chabu doesn't know these things, I only know that this winner is the king and the loser Kou, and I, Chabu, am Fan Jun's defeated general. Chabu looked unconvinced.

"Since you're not convinced, why do you want to follow him?" Wei Rui also asked with some puzzlement.

"I followed him to repay him for not killing, and when we meet on the battlefield in the future, I still have to fight to the death with him. Tsar Brown said.

"Your reasoning is really unreasonable...... Wei Rui shook his head slightly, although this person is a rough person, but he is also a reckless person, and what he says cannot be said to be reasonable, nor can it be said to be completely unreasonable.

Chabu scratched his head, not knowing whether the words of the great general in front of him liked him or hated him.

"General, you ...... I'll take you to Fan Jun. Chabu finally found something to get rid of Wei Rui, and he hurriedly led Wei Rui to Fan Jun.

At this time, Fan Jun was facing the bamboo root he had taken a fancy to before, doing something, and when he saw Wei Rui suddenly coming, he hurriedly stood up: "Father-in-law, why are you here so late." ”

"I can't sleep, so I came out to see. Wei Rui saw the bamboo root in Fan Jun's hand, and asked a little puzzled, "What are you doing?"

Fan Jun had no choice but to hand the bamboo root in his hand to Wei Rui: "I originally wanted to let you see it later, but I didn't expect that my father-in-law already knew about it, and I won't hide it from you." ”

"What is this?" Wei Rui couldn't see what this bamboo root was going to do at this time, so he had to ask.

"I'm going to do a good thing for my stepfather. When I saw this bamboo root a few days ago, I thought that it would be a very suitable material to make it. Fan Jun handed it over, "When it's done, I'll give it to my father-in-law." ”

Wei Rui didn't look at the unformed bamboo Ruyi again, he just looked at the large and small wounds on Fan Jun's hands, he hadn't felt tears for many years, but tonight, his eyes were moist.

"Satisfactory...... Jun'er, do you want your father-in-law to be satisfied with this battle and win the battle?" Wei Rui's voice trembled slightly.

"Exactly!" Fan Jun was amazed at Wei Rui's cleverness, and he had already guessed what he was thinking with a name.

"Jun'er, thank you father-in-law, after you do it well, your father-in-law will take it with you, borrow your auspicious words, your father-in-law is invincible, and he will conquer everything!"

Wei Rui held Fan Jun's hands, at this time, he loved this child from the bottom of his heart, and at the same time added an inexplicable burden to himself: he not only saved the child's life, but also the life of the Fan family.

In the Dali Temple in the capital, after Zhang Zhenyue received Wei Rui's secret letter, he read it carefully twice, and then began to help Fan Yuncheng clean up the warehouse.

Since this Lord Fan took over the treasury, he has organized the huge treasury in an orderly manner, and arranged the old copywriting in an orderly manner according to the name of the state and county. Zhang Zhenyue also discovered a long time ago that what this Lord Fan cares about most is the old files in Yongzhou, and every time he walks in front of the old files in Yongzhou, he always has to read a few books carefully.

"Master Fan!" Zhang Zhenyue saw Fan Yuncheng standing in front of the copywriter, looking distracted, and suddenly remembered something.

"Master Zhang, what's the matter?" Fan Yuncheng slowly pulled his thoughts back to his eyes, every time he saw the words Yongzhou, every time he saw it, he would think of Zhang Yuanzhi once, who did this kind and gentle old man offend, and would be killed so cruelly? Could it be that the murderer who killed him could really get away with it and would not be punished in any way?

"Master Fan seems to be very interested in the old files in Yongzhou?" asked Zhang Zhenyue.

"Ah! It's just an old file in Yongzhou, and it always reminds me of something. Fan Yuncheng let out a long sigh, "There are some things that are always unwilling if you don't find out." ”

"Lord Fan, the old files of Yongzhou stored here are not complete, and I have the impression that there are still many old copywriters in the hands of Lord Huo Siming. Zhang Zhenyue didn't want to mention it, but today he saw Fan Yuncheng's sad eyes, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he said it with one mouth.

"Lord Huo?" Fan Yuncheng perked up after hearing this, and he hurriedly came to Zhang Zhenyue: "Lord Zhang, can you help me find them?"

"This, Lord Huo has always been careful, but I'm afraid it's not so easy to speak. Zhang Zhenyue saw Fan Yuncheng's eager expression, his heart was a little sour, this Lord Fan, since the second day he arrived in Yongzhou, he encountered a big case like Lord Zhang, after several years without any clues, the torment in his heart is not something ordinary people can understand.

"Master Fan, it's okay if you want me to help, but you can't let your righteous brother know about this matter. Zhang Zhenyue Zhengse said.

"What if he knows?" asked Fan Yuncheng puzzled.

"Master Fan, you think, to do such a thing, the fewer people who know about it, the better. Zhang Zhenyue reminded him in a low voice.

Fan Yuncheng was silent, at this time, this Zhang Zhenyue in front of him, when he appeared in front of him, he had great doubts in his heart, today he suddenly provided himself with such a good clue, is it really for himself? Moreover, he proposed today not to let Yan Fei know about this matter, he can understand, since the first time they met, the two of them have fought fiercely, looking like they are not dying, and the mustard between the two has not been eliminated so far.

"Master Fan can't trust me?" Zhang Zhenyue looked at Fan Yuncheng and asked puzzled.