"Brother Ruan, we meet again," Yang Fan dismounted, approached Ruan Qingzhu, and said with cupped hands.
"Haha, Brother Yang, Lord Tushan is ill and cannot move around. Let me come out to greet you on his behalf."
Yang Fan was a little surprised. He had already tasted that this venomous snake had a dangerous smell, which was inconsistent with the smell of ordinary people. He did not expect that he was actually a secret agent of Dongchang lurking in Zunhua.
However, it is not surprising when you think about it. Zunhua is the iron smelting center in the northern part of the Ming Dynasty, and Wei Bancheng controls almost one-third of the output of the Zunhua Iron Works. It is impossible for the imperial court not to monitor it secretly. And he is the only outsider in the Wei family.
"It turns out that Brother Ruan is, haha, haha. If you don't know, don't blame me. It's disrespectful and disrespectful." Yang Fan said with a surprised look on his face.
"Brother Yang, you don't have to be polite. We are all our own people." Ruan Qingzhu waved his hands indifferently, "I can't keep you waiting for a long time, so just follow me in. The banquet has been prepared. All I need is you, Brother Yang."
Already."
The last thing Yang Fan wanted to hear at this time was this sentence. It's easier to get on the boat than to get off. Who wants to be alone with you unpopular people? The indescribable estrangement in his heart. He is smiling but not smiling.
Arch your hands.
"Haha, okay, Brother Ruan please"
"Haha, Brother Yang, please"
The two of them walked into the inn hypocritically and walked up to the second floor. Zhang Gaida and the other three were left on the first floor while someone served them drinks and food.
As soon as he entered the private room, he saw Tu Shan sitting in the main seat. His face looked much better, and it seemed that his wounds had been treated.
The little girl sitting on the left hand side saw Yang Fan coming in. She snorted disdainfully and raised her chin like a proud little hen.
Sitting on the left is a man with one eye and a gloomy face.
There is also a beautiful woman sitting next to him, dressed pure and sexy. She has a rosy upper body and a pink horse-faced skirt. Her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her skin is like gelatin, her nose is small, and she has water-cut eyes.
He looked frail and helpless.
"Hahaha, brother Yang, hurry up and take your seat."
"Master Tushan, you are in great health and you look really good." Yang Fan complimented.
"I can barely survive, and I won't die for the time being. Without mentioning this, I will introduce you to a few friends." After that, he pulled a few people to introduce to Yang Fan: "This is Brother Yang's family, Yang Ji, Tianwei
I, the sexton of Dongchang, Chen Zike, have come from Beijing specially to understand the situation this time. Please stay close to me."
Yang Fan was slightly moved. He was here to investigate the relationship. It seemed that what happened before was not trivial. Tushan dared to let him see him when he didn't agree to join Dongchang, and Dongchang only had one thousand households and one hundred households, and the others
His status is below him. It can only mean that this person is from Tushan.
"You've seen this before, and you don't even know me, my little girl Tu Shanyue, Chenzi Zhetou." Xiao Niangpi snorted as a greeting.
"I won't introduce you to Mr. Ruan. You are all familiar with him. He is the strategist of the Lin stall, which is similar to the military counselor." He pointed to the beautiful woman next to him.
"This beauty is not an ordinary lady. She is on the same level as the little girl. She is also a stall owner. She belongs to Yinzi Ke. Her name is Lin Yueru. This Zunhua is her territory. Even I am a guest."
Yang Fan's heart tightened. This delicate woman didn't look like a good family. What on earth did she do? She could work as a stall in Dongchang and be responsible for the important tasks of the place alone. She must have either a very strong backer or a superman.
means and abilities.
From now on, I will have to live under someone else's pomegranate skirt, but I will never offend him. Yang Fan stood up solemnly and saluted.
"I've met Mr. Lin"
"Hey, Mr. Lin, this little girl is the number one in Tianxiang Tower. Young brother Yang is here to support me when he is free. He is taking care of the slave family's business." Lin Meiren's voice was like the first cry of an oriole, which was heard in my ears.
It's like a quill poking back and forth in the ear, it's really comfortable.
The delicate voice made Yang Fan's heartbeat seem to speed up, and he felt like his mouth was dry, and he quickly drove away the wandering thoughts in his heart.
"Huh." Tu Shanyue snorted coldly and straightened his face. It was clearly written on his face that he was shameless.
He glared at Yang Fan angrily. This kid was playing tough with him. He turned around and saw this coquettish man. He immediately looked like a licking dog and wanted to kick him out.
After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves. Everyone knew that Yang Fan had saved Tu Shan and his daughter, and they couldn't help but flatter him.
"Brother Yang Xian, do you know why I was injured this time?"
Yang Fan's heart is here, and the drama is here. I miss a sentence very much, don't listen, don't listen, the bastard is chanting sutras. But I didn't expect that Tu Shan would not give up. Anyway, it's a knife to extend his head, and it's also a knife to shrink his head. Let's just act according to the situation.
"I'm just a commoner, so it's not easy for me to hear about this secret of the imperial court. Let's just talk about Fengyue. Lord Tushan, sirs, I'd like to propose a toast to you." Yang Fan picked up the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp.
Everyone drank it in one gulp.
"Haha, your words are wrong. Your brother is no longer a commoner now," Tu Shan said, stroking his beard. "My brother, you are now a military attaché of the Ming Dynasty."
"What the hell, I'm a military attaché"
Yang Fan was so frightened that he almost dropped his butt to the ground.
He looked at Tushan with a bitter look on his face, wanting to cry without tears. The Ming Dynasty military system only had two types of military attaches, one was the hereditary military attache of the guard station, and the other was the recruited camp soldiers. The camp soldiers essentially have no grades, even the highest officer, the general
Soldiers also have no rank.
Judging from Tushan's intentions, the official he sought for himself was not a temporary worker with no grade. It could only be a guard officer.
What is a military attache in a guard station? It's a military household. It's hereditary. Damn it, now even the descendants are involved. Being a military household in the Ming Dynasty means becoming a slave.
"Master Tushan, this military household is no joke. You should always show your superiority and let me go. In the next life, I will become an old hen and lay double-yolked eggs for you every day."
With a puff, Lin Yueru burst into laughter. She looked at Yang Fan with a pair of eyes that seemed to be wet with tears. For the first time, her beautiful eyes took a closer look at this lazy boy.
"Hahaha, my brother is really, really, um, funny, haha, funny." Tu Shan was also made to laugh by Yang Fan.
"Come here, bring Mr. Yang's official uniform."
The door of the box was opened, and two military attachés wearing Jin Yiwei uniforms walked in, each carrying a wooden tray. One was wearing a guard military attaché uniform and leather armor, the same style that he saw Tushan and his daughter wearing that day.
, one is wearing a set of Jin Yiwei Qilin uniform.
Seeing that Yang Fan still wanted to speak, Tu Shan raised his hand to indicate, and then said: "Brother Yang, listen to me. I know the situation in the guard station better than you. Why do I have to ask for merit for you and get a military status? No.
Brother, I’m trapping you to protect you.”
Yang Fan listened to him quietly without speaking.
"Do you know who you killed?"
Yang Fan's heart sank. He had already guessed that he was involved in a vortex of secret fighting between the Ming and Qing Dynasties. This matter must be no small matter. It would be extremely difficult to escape if you get stuck. Although Tu Shan was eager to take away the blame, he still
, and he may indeed have the motive to protect himself.
If a leader harms all his life-saviors, no subordinates will wholeheartedly work for him.
No one is a fool, they are all watching you. If a person achieves enlightenment and ascends to heaven, if a person becomes successful and does not even take care of his relatives, fellow villagers, and old friends, how can he take care of the outsiders under him?
Yang Fan was ready to listen and see what he said.
This chapter has been completed!