"stop!"

"Shizi, stop!"

At this moment, the man who was fighting with Yang Shouwen suddenly shouted.

Before he could finish his words, the door of the bedroom was opened, and Song supported Yang Chenglie and walked out from inside.

Yang Shouwen's big gun trembled, and several gun flowers appeared on the tip of the gun.

The long sword in the man's hand also drew a wide arc, and a tingling sound was heard. The tip of the gun and the sword spine intersected. The man's figure floated up like a feather and retreated several meters. Yang Shouwen also took advantage of the situation to retreat and put the big gun in front of him.

"Wait, who?"

Yang Chenglie shouted loudly, holding the Dragon Breaking Sword.

The man signaled his companion to put down the weapon, then took out a waist card from his bag, threw it to Yang Chenglie.

He smiled at Yang Shouwen, "Young man, we're meeting again."

In the courtyard, the fire was pounding.

Lao Hutou stood under the door of the moon with a fire stick in one hand and a torch in the other.

Yang Shouwen was in the fire and saw clearly the middle-aged man's appearance. He couldn't help but feel a sudden slap in his heart and his face changed.

That man, Yang Shouwen is not unfamiliar with him.

More than ten days ago, he had seen the other party in the No. 3 courtyard of Hongfu Inn. It was Mr. Li among the mysterious people.

"It's you?"

Yang Shouwen narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Can you be a Lu family hawk?"

"Lu family?"

The man laughed immediately when he heard this and said in a deep voice: "It may be a hawk, but it has nothing to do with the Lu family."

Yang Dalang, good marksmanship... I underestimated you before, but I didn't expect your gun skills to have such profound attainments."

At this time, Yang Chenglie also saw clearly the waist card that the man had thrown over, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.

He pushed Song away, walked two steps quickly down the porch, bowed and said, "Last general Yang Chenglie, pay homage to the general."

Yang Chenglie's actions surprised Yang Shouwen.

He looked at the man in shock, feeling a little confused about what was going on.

The man asked in surprise: "Prince Yang, you are again..."

He could see that what Yang Chenglie held was the etiquette in the army, not the etiquette between officials.

Yang Chenglie whispered: "The last general was once the Left Fengchen Guard, and was moved to the Guoyi Captain of Zhechong Prefecture, Junzhou in the first year of the year."

Fengchenwei?

Yang Shouwen looked at Yang Chenglie with confusion.

When the man heard Yang Chenglie's self-reporter, he also looked shocked and looked at him in surprise: "Are you Zuo Fengchen Guard?"

The so-called Zuo Fengchen Guard has another name called Zuo Qianniu Guard, which belongs to one of the sixteen guards of the Southern Ya. It is specialized in the command of the guards of the Imperial Sword, or it can be called the Great Insider Guard. This is the inner body guard around the emperor and enjoys a high status. Generally speaking, those who can come out of the Qianniu Guard must be people that the emperor trusts very much.

However, how could the dignified Zuo Fengchen Guard be a county lieutenant in this deserted county town?

The man looked at Yang Chenglie a few times and put away his sword.

"I didn't expect that this little Changping is really a hidden dragon and a creeping tiger."

Yang Chenglie showed a bitter smile, without any explanation, but just made a mistake and said softly: "If the general does not abandon him, why not go into the house and talk in detail?"

"Young Master!"

When the follower heard this, he quickly called out.

But the man waved his hand, "Those who can recognize my Fengchenwei waist card must not lie.

Although I don’t know why you were begging here in Changping, I guess I have no idea of ​​the difficulties. Yang County Magistrate, let’s talk in the house.”

After saying that, he walked towards the bedroom.

Yang Shouwen frowned slightly, stepped forward and said, "Father..."

"Shizi, come too."

It can be seen that Yang Chenglie respects the visitor very much, so he speaks with a little respect.

He signaled Yang Shouwen not to stop him, and then waved to ask Yang Shouwen to come.

Yang Shouwen glanced at Mr. Li, and casually inserted the tiger-swallowing gun to the ground, looked at Abusjidda, then strode and followed Yang Chenglie into the bedroom. Song wanted to go in with Yang Chenglie, but was stopped by Yang Chenglie and signaled her to wait outside. Mr. Li's entourage then stood outside the bedroom door.

When he walked into the room, Mr. Li glanced left and right, and sat on the couch.

"Shizi, you can sit down too."

Yang Chenglie nodded to Yang Shouwen, and then slowly sat down on the couch next to him.

"You recognize me?"

Yang Chenglie shook his head and said softly: "I don't recognize you, but I recognize the waist card of General Zuo Fengchenwei."

"you……"

Mr. Li's face was still a little confused.

However, he waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Well, since you have been to Changping, there must be your reason, and I will not ask again. My name is Li Yuanfang, and my ancestor is Li Jing, the Duke of Wei. In the first year of Tongtian, he was favored by the saints and took over the position of General Zuo Fengchen Guard. Today I came to find you, but in fact I had to do it. I was sent by Fengguo elders to come to Changping to investigate something, but I didn't expect that this small county town was so interesting.

Since you are from Zuo Fengchenwei, you must also know the weight of this.

I just want to tell you that no matter how much grievance you have suffered now, you must not act rashly before you receive my order, and you must not take revenge on Lu Yongcheng without authorization. I will not explain the reason, do you understand?"

Li Yuanfang?

Yang Shouwen heard Mr. Li’s self-reporting home while listening to Mr. Li’s own house, and was stunned and turned his head to look over.

Is the grandson of Duke Wei Li Jing? Yang Shouwen didn’t feel much. However, the three words Li Yuanfang were obviously more shocking to him.

In later generations, the saying "Yuan Fang, what do you think?" once led a tide.

Yang Shouwen has always thought that Li Yuanfang in the film and television drama was a fictional character. Is it true that there is someone?

In fact, Li Yuanfang is indeed the son of Duke Wei Li Jing and Li Yaoshi.

His father was named Li Dejian, and he was once the general of the Young Administrative Officer. However, in the 17th year of Zhenguan, Prince Li Chengqian rebelled. Li Dejian was implicated because of his good relationship with Li Chengqian and was exiled to Lingnan. Until the 23rd year of Zhenguan, Li Jing died of illness. Li Dejian inherited the Duke of Wei and returned from Wuzhong. After that, he was idle at home.

Li Yuanfang's name is Zijian, and the old man he mentioned was Di Renjie, a famous minister in the Wu Tang Dynasty.

Of course, Di Renjie and Li Yuanfang are not subordinate to later film and television works, and he should have directly obeyed Wu Zetian.

Yang Shouwen was a little confused. Why did Li Yuanfang come to Changping?

The dignified General of Zuo Fengchen Guard can be said to be the confidant of Empress Wu Zetian. Why did he come to this deserted land?

Yang Chenglie frowned and stared at Li Yuanfang.

Li Yuanfang's request is not an exaggeration.

He had just been attacked by an assassin, but now Li Yuanfang wants him to give up his revenge. Even though Yang Chenglie respected Li Yuanfang, he was still dissatisfied. Why? Is it because he, Lu Yongcheng, is the son of the Lu family of Fanyang?

Yang Chenglie's face became increasingly ugly, and his hands were even more unintentionally clenched into fists.

Li Yuanfang had a bright look, facing Yang Chenglie's gaze, without any intention of giving in.

"Not only that, I also want you to hand over the command of the Minzhuang Wuhou to Lu Yongcheng, and in the following days, you have to declare to the public that he is seriously injured and cannot stay."

"Why?"

Yang Chenglie's face turned pale and he gritted his teeth and paused word by word.

If you can kill someone, I believe Li Yuanfang has been smashed into pieces by him at this moment. A sense of humiliation that he had never felt before came to his heart and made him angry. If he were ten years younger, Yang Chenglie might have turned against him.

However, after ten years as a county magistrate, he became much more calmer than he used to be.

After a long time, he asked in a deep voice.

Li Yuanfang looked at him, and the candlelight shone on his angular face, but it exuded a sinister atmosphere.
Chapter completed!