Donglin Villa.
Yang Fan was relieved when he returned here.
The experience this night was too exciting. Facing Zhu Yuexian who might wake up at any time, it really tested his mental endurance.
Fortunately, he endured it all!
Unfortunately, his original goal was not achieved, and the dangers faced by his identity as the deacon of Dongchang still exist.
It can be said that - at the expense of yourself, you lose your troops!
At this time, Zhang Congxin, who had woken up early to water the flowers, also saw Yang Fan coming back.
He immediately came forward with a smile on his face. However, he quickly noticed something was wrong and asked cautiously: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
While asking, he secretly had a guess in his mind.
Looking at his master's sloppy steps, pale face, and a frightened expression on his face, it looks very much like the way he carried Yang Fan to the Fireworks Tower not long ago!
Of course, as soon as he thought of this, several great monks popped up in Zhang Congxin's mind, and he suddenly lost all thoughts and even felt nauseated.
I don’t like monks!
Especially the old monk!
"Well, it's nothing."
Yang Fan waved his hand and walked straight into the small building as if he didn't want to speak.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked in, a gust of fragrant wind hit his face.
With the warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms, he looked at the tender Han Qianyun. Yang Fan's originally relieved expression suddenly became stiff.
"..."
At noon.
Yang Fan hurriedly left the other courtyard and went straight to the Nancheng stronghold.
It wasn't until he got into the bedroom in the stronghold that Yang Fan felt a bit of peace.
The whole night last night, plus the whole morning today...
Even if he is made of iron, it is still too much for him.
"Oh, that's the only bad thing about the world of high martial arts. The opponents are too strong! Looking back on my past life, I was also a fierce man who could fight thirteen times in a night. I was known as Sanlang Yang!"
Yang Fan had a sad expression on his face, and in his heart
But I was thinking to myself, is there no such thing as some strange arts in the world of high martial arts?
At least let him return to the average level of his previous life!
After lying down and resting for a few hours, the sky outside became dark.
As soon as he came up, his subordinates came in and reported: "Sir, there is someone outside the stronghold who wants to see you."
"see me?"
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows.
Their Dongchang has always been notorious and well-known, but I didn’t expect that some blind people would take the initiative to come to the Dongchang Yamen and ask to see them!
"Who is he?"
"He is a rugged man with a slight northern accent. He calls himself Zhao Yan."
"I don't know you! I can't see you!"
Yang Fan was too lazy to pay attention and waved his hand to refuse.
However, the subordinate carefully handed over a list: "The other party also handed over a gift list..."
Yang Fan casually took the gift list.
He glanced over, his expression changed slightly, he coughed, and said: "After all, he has come all the way here, so give him a chance and take him to the main hall to wait for me."
"Yes, sir."
The men bowed and left.
Yang Fan then looked at the gift list carefully. In order to see him, the other party paid thirty thousand taels of silver, and also came with a special product of the North - a hundred-cha iron-hoofed horse!
Such a high-quality war horse would cost at least one hundred thousand taels of silver if placed in the capital of the gods!
It’s so generous!
You must meet such a big dog owner.
It is best to ask for your home address and which route you usually take home.
After putting away the gift list, Yang Fan stepped out of the bedroom.
After a few steps, we arrived at the main hall.
As soon as I entered, I saw a bald man standing in the main hall.
This man was obviously dressed as a warrior, with his arms bare at this time, exposing his knotted muscles. Just standing there gave people a strong sense of oppression.
Zhao Duoyan heard the footsteps and quickly turned around. He saw Yang Fan walking through the door and saluted immediately.
"See Mr. Yang!"
Although the other party has a bald head and a sinister face, and looks a bit arrogant, when he smiles, he is full of kindness.
"Well, you want to see our family?"
Yang Fan's eyes were full of scrutiny.
He glanced at this person and immediately realized that this person was inseparable from the big man who was posing on the street yesterday. .??.
Combined with the similarity in appearance between the two, it was easy for Yang Fan to make this judgment.
It’s really interesting to see two grandmasters appear in succession!
But here, Zhao Duoyan was smiling and naturally didn't know what Yang Fan was thinking, so he proactively introduced himself.
"Replying to the master, it is the villain!"
"The villain's name is Zhao Yan. He comes from the north and is a member of the border army. He was kicked out of the frontier army because he offended Shangguan, so he plans to find a future in the capital of God. I heard that your Excellency is responsible for supervising the important military examinations, so I specially
Come and meet me."
"oh."
Hearing this, Yang Fan nodded.
This makes sense.
However, since he is only responsible for supervision, it is basically difficult for him to interfere in military affairs. What is the use of them asking him to pay homage to the dock?
I always feel that their appearance is too coincidental!
Yang Fan was keenly aware of the problem and instinctively became vigilant.
Defenses can not do without.
The more enthusiastic the other party is, the more ulterior motives they have.
Of course, now that he had taken the other party's money, Yang Fan still had a professional spirit and said warmly: "Participate in the martial arts with peace of mind. Our family will definitely protect your future."
If you pass the exam, you will be a member of the imperial court. If you fail the exam, you can join Dongchang no matter how unlucky it is.
> After all, it is a future.
He, Mr. Yang, has always been so true to his words!
"Thank you, sir."
Zhao Duoyan didn't expect Yang Fan to be so easy to talk to, so he immediately smiled and added: "The villain has two older brothers who also want to participate in martial arts..."
"Remember to leave your name later. Our family has its own arrangements! We always keep our word!"
Yang Fan said decisively.
"Thank you, sir."
Zhao Duoyan left the names of Zhao Xin and Zhao Lei, and then withdrew with great gratitude.
"Arrange someone to check the details of these three people."
Yang Fan saw him leaving and then gave an order.
"Yes, sir."
The men immediately followed him down.
Yang Fan watched Zhao Duoyan leave, his eyes flashing.
It's a pity that I can't plant a slave mark on the opponent, otherwise everything will happen.
The reason is that the double slave seal he transformed has too much load on his soul, and he can only maintain the existence of ten slave seals at most under the main seal.
If we hadn't killed the eunuchs in the war department a while ago, just maintaining those old monks and Zhang Congxin would have been almost over-subscribed.
However, now that the other party has appeared, Dongchang's ability is more than enough to find out the other party's purpose and background, and there is no need to use the slave seal.
There's a simple way, why make it complicated.
Otherwise, arrangements would have to be made to silence them, which would be very easy to alert the enemy.
In addition, there is another reason that a mere grandmaster is not worthy of his slave mark!
As for the Tianshi-level methods, he can also manipulate the opponent. However, Taoism is Yang Fan's deepest hidden card, and he does not intend to show it to others easily.
"After all, the more cards you have, the safer you are."
Yang Fan knows this truth well.
Because, now he is not in a time where he can wander around casually!
This chapter has been completed!