The horse galloped past the water and rushed straight towards Fan's mansion. The strong wind blew on his body, his heart pounding, his face flushed, and he was about to suffocate.
This man was just a soldier and had no chance to get close to the prince, but a large number of personal soldiers were transferred out, and the mansion was empty, so there was a chance.
I was too risky just now. If I was not careful, I would end up killing my sword, but fortunately I escaped.
The bright moon hangs high on the ground, the horse's hooves stomp, splashing water, driving the horses through the dark alley, with bright lights not far ahead, and there are armored soldiers guarding in front of the door, this is the Fan Mansion.
The personal soldiers looked at the Fan Mansion, and for a moment, their thoughts turned around, but they pulled the horse's stock and rushed forward faster.
"Bold! Who is coming?"
"Step forward and kill immediately!"
The soldiers in front of the door were very alert. They pressed the handle of the knife and drew the knife halfway out. Under the moonlight, the cold light flashed, and asked coldly with a rushing cold air.
"The Fan Mansion secretly sent Zhou Bang to the black armored guard to report an emergency. Please inform the head of the family and the young master quickly. If there is any delay, you can't afford to suffer!" Zhou Bang was not afraid at all, and pulled a bronze token from his waist and threw it over.
The horses neighed under the flames. After hearing this, the guards were shocked, but they carefully checked the authenticity of the token. After a while, they saw the soldier bowing to Zhou Bang: "It's a brother in the mansion. I'm sorry for being offensive. Please wait a moment, and I'll report to the head and the young master."
After saying that, he rushed towards Fan's mansion.
With a sound of footsteps, a middle-aged butler in the Fan Mansion walked out, stood on the steps, looked directly at him, and looked up and down.
"It's you, come in!" The housekeeper saw Zhou Bang and confirmed that he was a person sent by the mansion: "What's the matter like this that urgently wants to see the head of the family and the young master? Take you to see the second young master first, you are his person."
"Yes!" Zhou Bang responded, carried the package, turned over and got out of the horse and followed him in, but he didn't say much, and walked straight to the Second Young Master's Courtyard.
As soon as he entered the door, Zhou Bang immediately knelt down and said loudly: "Second Young Master, Zhou Bang is lucky to have fulfilled his orders. He mentioned the Prince of Wei to come and see him!"
As he said that, he pulled open the package and tore the oil paper inside to prevent blood from leaking. With a "wow" sound, a head with an angry eyes rolled on the ground with a rumble, and his hair was disheveled, and he had long since lost his former prince's demeanor.
"What?" Fan Shirong heard this, his head buzzed, and quickly stepped forward, not caring about the ferocious and terrifying head, grabbed his hair, lifted it up, and looked at it carefully.
After a while, Fan Shirong suddenly took a few steps back and leaned on the chair and laughed: "Haha, Marquis Wei, you and your father will have this day too!"
If this were the past, I would have to be accused of being a great rebellious crime, but at this time everything would be taken for granted, with the overthrow of the great throne, and the difference between the clouds and the mud.
If the overturn of the flood was the first happy event, it saved the Fan family from extermination, and the death of Wei Hou was the second happy event. It suddenly made the shaky Fan Mansion stand firm and could compete with each other. Although there were various hidden dangers, it could already be surrendered and betrayed.
However, the generals on the border are still in the hearts of the heart. Once they gather with the prince, they are afraid they will be civil war.
But now when the prince died, everything was inclined toward the Fan family and there was no need to worry about it anymore.
Fan Shirong suddenly felt the existence of destiny. The only pity was that Mr. Gao had already left, but this thought disappeared in a blink of an eye. He was in joy.
"Okay! OK! OK! Zhou Bang is right, you have made great contributions, what rewards do you want?" Fan Shirong walked on the ground, his face was red and energetic, and he applauded repeatedly, saying this to Zhou Bang who was kneeling in front of his feet.
Zhou Bang was deeply in the head. Although there were opportunities at this moment, he was more likely to take the school entrance exams secretly. Once something was out of place, it would immediately make the master unhappy and might even be on the blacklist.
"The villain only wants the family to have enough food and clothing, and not to work hard for the things in the fields. It can allow them to enjoy their old age. The wish is enough." As he said that, he kowtowed again, and his head hit the ground, making a thud.
Fan Shirong narrowed his eyes and looked at the man up and down: "Okay, what are these? The person comes, get him a set of regular clothing and armor, reward him with a hundred taels of gold and a hundred acres of land deeds!"
He paused and continued, "Pack to wrap this head and I will send it to my father later. Please send someone to inform me first!"
As soon as the words were finished, a follower responded loudly and went down to make arrangements in batches.
"Zhou Bang, listen, I will entrust your team to the top, lead the team first, and take the promotion slowly. Don't worry, I won't lose you for this contribution." Fan Shirong was in a good mood and comforted him.
"Thank you, Mr. Wang, how dare you die if you don't work?" Zhou Bang said repeatedly, bowing and bowing.
"You change your armor and go to rest." Leaving this sentence, Fan Shirong stood up, four personal soldiers followed behind him and walked out.
Walking straight along the way, turning several corridors, and reaching Fan Wen's yard. Fan Shirong stopped in front of the door and ordered two personal soldiers to stay outside, one of the personal soldiers holding their heads in.
"Father!" After entering, I saw a middle-aged man who stayed up all night but did not show any fatigue. He seemed to be in a good mood at this moment.
"Rong'er, is the prince really dead?"
"Yes, please ask my father to watch it. It was indeed killed by my disciple Zhou Bang next time. I promised the position of the team."
"It's right to reward, it's right to reward, my Fan family's fortune is coming!" Fan Wen looked at the head on the plate carefully. He was a senior minister of the magistrate. He saluted the prince countless times, but at this time he turned into a head, and was immediately overjoyed and almost incoherent.
"Yes! All the Marquis of Wei and his sons were killed, and the city defense army completely defected to our Fan family. If this is the case, otherwise, we will do it all the time and take advantage of this trend. Our Fan family will stand on its own and support our father to become the Marquis of Wei. How about it?" Fan Shirong bowed and said.
When Fan Wen heard this, he woke up from surprise, but did not answer the conversation immediately. Instead, he pondered and stopped walking back and forth in the room.
Seeing his father thinking, Fan Shirong stood quietly with his hands down, waiting for his father's reply.
Fan Wen stopped, looked at the candlelight with a faint look, and said for a long time: "No, although it is okay to be independent now, my foundation cannot be compared with the Marquis of Wei. It is possible to be independent directly. Although it can be achieved, it is inevitable that the foundation is unstable. Perhaps the border will not be convinced."
Fan Wen was very thoughtful. When the Wei army attacked the palace, he was so scared that his face was pale and could only sit on the chair. However, once he recovered, he was a deep and wise man, so he spoke slowly.
After hearing this, Fan Shirong bowed and asked, "I'd like to ask my father to make it clear."
Fan Wen didn't say anything at first, sat on the chair and took a sip, then said, "Although the father and son of Wei were dead, they still have blood. We will make our seven-year-old grandson the new Wei Hou. Who dares not accept it?"
"In just one week, we will control the city and collect the soldiers and generals in the palace, there will be another 3,000. Even if we attack, it will be fine. At that time, we will strengthen our foundation, peel off the cocoon and thread, and take away all the power of the Marquis of Wei, completely eradicating the great danger. At that time, this Marquis will be our Fan family, and no one can take it."
"Before this, we can take the real power into our hands and act according to the plan."
Speaking of this, Fan Wen paused slightly and showed a hint of sneer: "Although the position of Marquis of Wei cannot be taken away at present, the position of prefect must be taken away. I will summon everyone early tomorrow morning to serve as the prefect for me. I wish they dare not come."
When Fan Shirong heard the words, he thought about it carefully, but he was disappointed. If he was independent now, he would be afraid of not being able to resist with the three hundred soldiers and the swaying city defense force. At that time, a general would come, and he would be afraid that the city would be immediately opened to surrender. The Fan family would immediately die and follow in the footsteps of the Marquis of Wei.
But now that the grandson of the Marquis of Wei is still nominally orthodox. Even if there is a general who wants to raise an army, it is difficult. As long as you get some time, everything will change. You are praised now: "Father is wise!"
Fan Wen laughed and slapped Fan Shirong's shoulder with his big hand: "You are far better than your elder brother. The Fan family will be yours in the future. In a few days, you can go to Yunya County to be the county magistrate!"
Fan Shirong was shocked when he heard the words, but he immediately claimed that he was.
The territory of the Marquis of Wei has six counties, Lijiang Prefecture and six counties. Once he becomes the county magistrate of Yunya County, he will have one-eighth of the territory and can train the team.
But if you stay away from the city, it may not be all good.
It is hard to say whether the arrangements for his father Fan Wen are good or bad. Fan Shirong misses Gao Jing. If he were there, maybe everything would be different.
Thinking of this, my heart was trembling and thinking: "Why did my father send me to be the county magistrate of Shanya County even though he knew the conflict between me and Wang Cunye? Is this a test or..."
He is a very smart and profound person. Although he is full of hatred for Wang Cunye, he immediately came over Qingming when he thought of Daye. He glanced at his father. He pursed his tail and had an idea.
Just when Fan Shirong was thinking this way, in the Dayan Temple of the Mountains, the night was dark at this time. Although there was an oil lamp in the room, the light was still light and it was particularly quiet.
Wang Cunye's face was gloomy. When he turned his hand, a black light flashed, and a turtle shell appeared in his hand.
Using his finger as a sword, he cut his arm with a "chi" sound, smeared on the turtle shell, and covered it with a large area of ​​blood, and evenly applied it to the black tortoise shell.
The tortoise shell was stained with blood and made a "buzzing" sound, sucking all the blood in. After a moment, the black and white aura emerged.
Wang Cunye stared at him and watched the pattern.
The turtle shell was covered with a layer of gray and black air. I saw that no matter which side, there was some luck, the local red air of the Tao Palace was slightly damaged, while the one that represented Shui Bo was about 40%.
The Marquis of Wei lost 70% of the money, only 30%, but the Fan family expanded rapidly.
The Fan family... Wang Cunye was a little depressed. He had a mortal hatred with Fan Shirong that day. Now that the Fan family is rising, I am afraid it will be a lot of trouble. However, in a second thought, he felt a ball of energy that had not been digested in his body and felt a little relieved.
As long as you can consolidate the foundation of the Yuan Dynasty and enter the third transformation of the human immortals, your status and strength are different, the Fan family may not be able to do anything.
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Chapter completed!