Yang Fan's farewell suddenly made Yang Ci and Yang Biao very embarrassed, but they had no choice but to leave in disappointment.

After leaving the palace, Yang Fan immediately came to the camp outside the city.

"Congratulations to the lord, the official is appointed as the General of Zhenbei. I will have to stop drunk tonight. Zhong sacrifices his life to accompany him."

As soon as Yang Fan walked into the military camp, he was surrounded by a group of soldiers under his command. Xi Zhong took the lead and said with a smile.

"Haha, that's natural. You will be the magistrate of the court in the future."

Yang Fan was stunned at first, then laughed and said, "Only in front of these brothers can Yang Fan be so free and easy."

"Then am I a lieutenant?"

Dian Wei reached out and pointed at himself and murmured.

"That's of course. Liao is here to pay a visit to the Dian Zhengzhou Commander. I hope the Dian Zhengzhou Commander will support the younger ones in the future."

Zhang Liao was a living treasure and immediately worshiped Dian Wei in a very good manner.

"Wen Yuan, are you itchy?"

Dian Wei was stunned when he heard this, and then felt the strange gazes around him, and clenched his fists at Zhang Liao and said viciously.

"Zilong comes to save me, evil is coming to beat me."

After hearing this, Zhang Liao ran behind Zhao Yun exaggeratedly and shouted.

"Zhang Wenyuan, come on, I just have time today. Let's show you how to tell me and give me some advice."

Dian Wei immediately stopped working, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to catch Zhang Liao.

"Master!"

Zhang Liao was not Dian Wei's opponent, so he was caught by Dian Wei in a few seconds. Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, he quickly looked at Yang Fan pitifully.

"Wenyuan is a martial arts master. I'll come and practice him well for me."

Zhang Liao was really a ghostly spirit, so he would pull Yang Fan into the water. After seeing this, he immediately ordered Dian Wei.

"As for your order! Let's go, Wenyuan, your lord told me to practice you well! Look at your little arms and legs, this won't work. If you go to the battlefield in the future, you will suffer."

After Dian Wei received the order, he immediately carried Zhang Liao to the training ground. Looking at Zhang Liao who was being carried as a chicken, everyone laughed suddenly when they saw it.

Now Yang Fan's strongest martial arts under his tent is Dian Wei, followed by Zhao Yun, Guan Yu, and Xu Chu. It is naturally a blessing to be taught by Dian Wei, but if he is ravaged by Dian Wei, it would be a different scene.

Yang Fan talked and laughed with the soldiers in the camp, which was so happy. Yang Ci’s mansion on the other side was a bleak cloud.

"Wenxian, what should you do now? Bowen is still complaining about us in his heart, but he has already said this. How should he explain it to Cai Yong?"

Yang Ci took a sip of the tea and then asked in annoyance.

"Father, blog posts are just a child's character. They cannot be taken seriously. When he figures out in the future, he will understand our kindness."

Yang Biao didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to say this.

"Oh, it's hard. Bowen has achieved such success at a young age. He looked at his words in the court with a clear and concise word. Every word has a profound meaning. It can be seen that this son is extremely cunning and extremely intelligent. Now that he rejects it, no one can persuade him. Besides, Bowen is now the official appointment of General Zhenbei, which is different now!"

Yang Ci looked sighing. He was so powerful, but he was resentful to him. How could he not bother him?

"What should we do there Cai Yong?"

Yang Biao immediately smiled bitterly. He was no one to be so good at this, and he could not control his children.

"The house held a banquet and invited Cai Yong's family to come. I also called Bowen. I saw Cai Yong's daughter once. She was born with a beautiful and talented man. After all, Bowen is a young man, so I will definitely like Cai Yan."

Yang Ci touched Han’s beard, thought for a while and said.

"Is this... OK?"

Yang Biao said hesitantly after his expression froze.

"This banquet is just to congratulate Bowen on his success, and he has no other intentions. Can the blog post refute your and my face?"

Yang Ci raised his lips slightly and said with a smile.

"In this way, the child sent someone to invite Bowen and Cai Yong."

Yang Biao nodded and responded, and then seemed to have thought of something, he asked quickly: "A few months ago, the Zhen family in Wuji County sent someone to discuss the marriage between Bowen and his daughter of the Zhen family. He was sent away by the child. Bowen also mentioned this matter in the morning, and I don't know what to do?"

"The Zhen family is a family of merchants. It is enough for my daughter to be a bedroom in my house. Wenxian, you can send someone to Wuji and explain this to the Zhen family."

After hearing this, Yang Ci didn't take it to heart, and immediately gave Yang Biao a command.

"Then the kid goes down and handle it now."

Yang Biao immediately left.

Luoyang City showed a joyful scene with the celebration of all families after Emperor Ling Liu Hong announced that the Yellow Turbans in the world were pacified.

"Zhicai, the imperial capital is really prosperous!"

In the evening, Yang Fan was invited by Yang Biao and brought Xi Zhong, Dian Wei, Xu Chu and more than ten personal soldiers to the Yang Mansion. During this period, Yang Fan saw that every household was hanging big red lanterns high in Luoyang City, which was full of festive colors. He immediately sighed.

"Isn't the lord's wish for the health of the people?"

Xi Zhong immediately smiled.

"What Zhicai said is reasonable, I hope this scene will last forever and never fade."

The wealth of the people of Luoyang is far greater than that of the people of Bingzhou. Yang Fan then made a secret decision in his heart that he would let the people of Bingzhou live such a life.

Yang Fan and others walked and stopped all the way, and soon arrived at Zhuque Street and in front of Yang's mansion.

“Blog post?”

At this time, a surprise voice came from behind Yang Fan.

"It turned out to be Cai Yilang."

After hearing the sound, Yang Fan turned around and looked, and saw two carriages parked steadily not far behind him. Cai Yong walked off the first carriage and said immediately.

"Come on, Yuan Tan, let me introduce you to you. This is Yang Fan, Yang Bowen, General of Zhenbei."

Cai Yong pulled a young man in gorgeous clothes behind him about seventeen or eighteen years old and said with a smile.

"Gu Yong, Wujun, pay homage to General Zhenbei."

After hearing this, Gu Yong hurriedly bowed to Yang Fan.

"Fan is a long time ago, and Yuanshang calls Fan to her brother, so there is no need to be so polite."

Yang Fan then helped Gu Yong up and said with a smile.

"There are differences in identity, and Yong cannot transcend it."

But Gu Yong said seriously.

"Oh? Then let it go!"

But Gu Yong's answer made Yang Fan look at him, and then said.

"Come on, blog post, let me introduce you to you. This is the Neizi Cai and the little girl Wen Ji."

At this time, a middle-aged woman led a girl behind Cai Yong. After seeing this, Cai Yong quickly introduced his family to Yang Fan.

"Fan has met Mrs. Cai, Miss Cai."

After Yang Fan took a look at the charming Cai family and Cai Wenji, who was still a loli, he immediately bowed.

"snort!"

Cai Wenji obviously knew the purpose of coming to Yang's house to attend the banquet, and then snorted coldly at Yang Fan.

"Wen Ji, General Zhenbei is in person, it is not unreasonable, and he will not apologize?"

Cai Yong's face changed and he immediately scolded Cai Yan.

"It's okay, Wen Ji is innocent and romantic, how could Fan get angry?"

Looking at the little loli, Yang Fan shook his head and smiled.

"Boji, Bowen, why don't you enter the mansion when you come? Hurry up, follow me into the mansion."

At this time, Yang Biao walked out of the mansion and said with a smile.

"well!"

Cai Yong hurriedly stepped forward to talk to Yang Biao, while Yang Fan followed everyone and stepped into Yang's mansion.

Everyone came to a banquet living room and sat down one after another. During this period, Cai Yan frequently gave Yang Fan a fierce look, which made Yang Fan smile bitterly.

"Bowen, Cai Yong's daughter is a talented woman with a reputation in the Han Dynasty. She is about the same age as you, and she will need to get closer in the future."

During the meal, Yang Ci suddenly said to Yang Fan.

"Forehead...."

After hearing this, Yang Fan suddenly had a black line on his head and glanced at the little loli, thinking that this was called the same age? The two were at least ten years apart.

"Yang Fan, I heard that you are so talented, would you like to write a poem for me?"

Cai Yan's eyes rolled sharply, then she showed a smirk and said to Yang Fan immediately.

"I wonder what poem Miss Cai wants Fan to write?"
To be continued...