Yang Fenglou was furious!

Came to the door for three days in a row, all avoided it, and the final result was that it was the fifth day of the first month, and it was still expired!?

Yang Zhiwen, you are muddy when you are Lao Tzu!?

Although the timing of these days is not ideal, this is an urgent military matter!

Wang Xianzhi's rebels killed people, and they don't care about your New Year!?

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Fenglou snorted coldly and walked straight forward. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What a big dog's guts! Who dares to trespass on the embassy's mansion!?

It is said that the seven-rank official in front of the prime minister's door, Yang Zhiwen is the envoy of the Jingnan Festival, the official residence is the third grade, and he also hangs the title of Pingzhangshi under the door of the Chinese book, which can barely be regarded as the prime minister of one dynasty, but the door in front of his house is much more powerful than the seven-grade official, at least, in any place in the Tang Dynasty, no seven-grade official dares to reprimand the famous Yang Fenglou, let alone say anything like "dog guts", the last person who dared to say this was crushed by his legs and smashed the Tianling cover with one palm!

Yang Fenglou snorted coldly, raised his hand and slapped the door.

Later, in the stunned eyes of the subordinate staff of the officials of Jingnan Province, they drove directly to the main hall of the mansion.

The middle-aged man who was lined up with Yang Fenglou had already been frightened, and he could only hear a burst of chickens and dogs jumping in the Jiedu Envoy's Mansion, mixed with chaotic voices, such as "Catch the assassin", "Protect Yang Envoy", "If you want to hurt the envoy, step on me...... Yes...... You're stepping on it......"

The middle-aged man's face became paler and paler, and in the end, he directly threw the wooden card in his hand, hid into the crowd, and walked away quickly, still muttering as he walked.

"I can't fucking do it, and I can run into an assassin with a gift!

It's not easy to be an official!

Go home! Lao Tzu is no longer waiting! Just go home for the New Year......"

Don't mention this "enlightened" middle-aged man, just talk about Yang Fenglou.

He drove straight to the main hall of the house, and wherever he passed, whenever someone blocked the way, he would slap and fly, and the masters of the three rivers and lakes were really violent, just like a violent dragon, invincible!

Jingnan Jiedu envoy Fuzhong, there are not many masters, naturally not Yang Fenglou's opponent, even if there are really eyeless masters rushing up, they can't bear Yang Fenglou's unique "potential" of the masters of the three rivers and lakes!

After a short time, Yang Fenglou entered the main hall of the embassy.

As expected.

Yang Zhiwen is "talking" with a group of neuropaths.

Yang Fenglou knew why those Jingnan moral officials came to give gifts to Yang Zhiwen, and they all arranged for their subordinates to lead the team, it turned out that they were not good at talking, but in order to cater to Yang Zhiwen's preferences, it was not difficult to raise a few staff members who were good at talking nonsense.

The so-called gift-giving, giving away gold and silver goods is one thing, on the other hand, being able to let these staff members accompany Yang Zhiwen Qing to talk about the last game can be regarded as a matter of favor, and maybe they can receive some miraculous results.

When he entered the door, he heard Yang Zhiwen ask:

"Does the sky have a head? Does the sky have feet? Where is the head, where are the feet?"

After finishing speaking, he took a deep breath of the green smoke that ethereated from the copper furnace in front of him, and pointed to the guests with the tail in his hand.

This posture is generally the same as the style of the famous men of the Wei and Jin dynasties.

Looking at Yang Zhiwen's so-called guests, they are all cloaked, wearing old clothes, and they are all wanton and wandering, and there is no one to sit or stand.

I saw that Yang Fenglou gritted his back molars.

Good!

Very good!

If there are five more stones, Yang Fenglou can't wait to call the police to arrest his mother's group of neurotics.

The guest was about to speak, when he saw Yang Fenglou wearing the orthodox costume of the Tang Dynasty and broke into the main hall, he immediately showed displeasure, snorted coldly, and kept silent, that strength was tougher than Yang Zhiwen, the master.

Yang Fenglou was angry, and he rushed over with an arrow step, grabbing his scattered hair fiercely, and he screamed in pain, and then, he couldn't scream, just because Yang Fenglou's fist smashed on his body and face like raindrops, and the pain made him difficult to speak.

Yang Fenglou punched and kicked while scolding.

"Does the sky have a head? Does the sky have feet? God's business, can you take care of it!?

"Stop!"

Yang Zhiwen was really anxious, his face was so angry that his hands trembled, he just grabbed the white jade tail and pointed at Yang Fenglou.

"Yang Fenglou, you can't eat the bear's heart and leopard's guts!? Trespass into my Jiedu Embassy without authorization, and dare to beat Yang's guests, don't you dare to kill people when I, the Jingnan Jiedu Envoy!?

Yang Fenglou flew up and kicked the "guest in the seat" out and rolled around, and then looked at Yang Zhiwen coldly.

"Yang Yuanjun, do you have a head?"

Yang Zhiwen never expected Yang Fenglou to give him such two sentences, and he was immediately interested.

"Yang naturally has heads and feet!"

Yang Fenglou smiled coldly.

"Where is the head, where are the feet?"

Yang Zhiwen's interest became even stronger.

"The head is on the neck, and the feet are under the legs. ”

Yang Fenglou snorted coldly.

"I see, I see that Yang Yuanjun's feet have become dry bones in the mound, and Yang Yuanjun's head has become a flag sacrifice!"

Yang Zhiwen, a neurotic, not only didn't care about it, but was full of interest.

"What do you mean by that? ”

"Wang Xianzhi's army has already gone south, walking 200 miles in three days, and will arrive at the north bank of the Yangtze River in a few days, that Wang Xianzhi is the master of the rivers and lakes, and his troops are strong and strong, and let me ask, Jiangling City is not prepared, and is happy at will, and when the thieves and soldiers come to the city, how many days can they resist? Once the city is broken, where is Yang Yuanjun's head and feet!?"

When Yang Zhiwen heard this, he was immediately disappointed, and shook his head vigorously and sighed.

"Again, alas...... Uninteresting, uninteresting...... Go back and let me think about it......"

How can Yang Fenglou go.

Raise your head and chest and look directly at Yang Zhiwen.

"Please also ask Yang Yuanjun to think about it now, Yang, wait!"

Yang Zhiwen's face was dark, and the tail in his hand was a little angry.

"Yang joins the army, you are a scoundrel! If you retreat, I will naturally think about it, and after the result is found, I will naturally notify you......

Now, Yang still has to talk about it!"

Yang Fenglou smiled and coldly glanced at all the guests in the main hall.

"If I don't speak first in the spring, which insect dares to speak out?

Yang Envoy, forgive Yang for being unreasonable!"

"What are you going to do!?"

Just now, Yang Fenglou broke all the way to the main hall of the embassy, Yang Zhiwen naturally saw it in his eyes, and he himself knew that with the armed forces of the embassy, in a hurry, he really couldn't help this Yang Fenglou who didn't play cards according to common sense, to tell the truth, Yang Zhiwen was really afraid that Yang Fenglou would not care about his dignity and inferiority, and completely threaten him by force, this kind of thing, others can't do it, it doesn't mean that Yang Fenglou who made a big fuss in Luoyang City can't do it, so he asked this question, but he was a little nervous.

Yang Fenglou smiled again, smiling like the cold wind in the harsh winter.

"Please rest assured that Yang will naturally not dare to do anything to you......

However, before you can think about the results, who of these guests will dare to speak......

Yang, can let them not know where their head is!" (To be continued.) )