Over the system, the Duke of the country is driving! Zhu liner, green cover, golden flower fleas, black yawen, painted emblems and gold painted five ends.
Fang Shaojun was accompanied by a five-car chariot and an eighty-one chariot chariot.
Among the chariots, each holds a nine-section banner, a banner, a golden section, a cloak, and a command, a man in armor. There are five people one vertical and five people one horizontal. The banners are fluttering, the canopy is fluttering, the drums and music are loud, and the momentum is magnificent.
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Fang Shaojun held his sword tightly, wore his royal crown, and sat in a carriage with a canopy.
"A true man, this is what you should do!"
There was a fire in his chest, and it never went out for a moment ever since the royal crown suddenly fell on his body.
A man cannot eat five pots of food in life, and he will be cooked in five pots of food when he dies!
This sentence echoed in Fang Shaojun's heart over and over again, making Fang Shaojun's heart become more intense than ever before.
Even though Fang Shaojun was the grandson of the fifth generation of Emperor Taizong, he had never enjoyed a life of wealth and wealth. Even his youth was spent day by day between his farmland and the market.
However, what he saw and heard in the past few days made Fang Shaojun involuntarily immersed in it.
Thousands of horses and thousands of troops were gathered, and the banners of the prefectures and counties along the way were waving.
This kind of pomp and circumstance makes people like Fang Shaojun, who are reserved, feel a little bit lost.
Helian Tiecheng is majestic, dressed in red armor, with the hooves of a war horse under its crotch.
"My lord, Master Zaifu and his ministers have arrived outside Zhengyang Gate to greet Lu Bo."
Nanjing City is the capital of the Dayue Kingdom and an important place in the capital. It has twelve city gates and is stationed with twelve guards. Among them, Zhengyang Gate is the first gate among the twelve gates and is also the main gate. It is garrisoned by the left guard army and can be regarded as the closest gate to the clan.
military.
Hearing this, Fang Shaojun was suddenly shocked, stood up immediately, and shouted: "Stop the carriage!"
"Listen to Cheyu for now!"
Fang Shaojun's natal energy seemed to have transformed from a light golden energy into a blue-purple energy. He had the appearance and majesty of an emperor.
The chariot stopped for a moment, and the imperial servant was slightly startled and said: "My lord, there are still several miles ahead until we reach Zhengyang Gate..."
Fang Shaojun raised his hand decisively and said: "Mr. Huo Wen is a veteran of the Five Dynasties. He is famous all over the world and has a reputation for virtue in thirteen states. He is also the elder of the Duke!"
"Young Master has little virtue and little talent. How can you ride in a chariot and meet an elder?" Fang Shaojun's eyes sparkled, and his face showed a look of respect, with a hint of exaggeration.
The servant said in a low voice: "Then...what do you mean by the Lord?"
Fang Shaojun said resolutely: "I will leave my chariot behind and go on horseback..."
After a slight hesitation, the servant nodded and responded: "...Here!"
"General Helian!"
Fang Shaojun raised his brows and said: "He has a few fast horses, the horses are whipping fast, he is driving a chariot with etiquette, and a light chariot is simple. I want to meet Duke Huo Wen immediately."
Helian Tiecheng said: "Here!"
Fang Shaojun's eyes moved slightly, this Helian Tiecheng was one of the generals that he had worked hard to recruit in the past few days.
Fang Shaojun is quite self-aware. Although he is the sixth generation grandson of Taizu and the fifth generation grandson of Taizong, he is also the descendant of the emperor.
Even though some of the heritage of the Prince Ruo family remains. But after thirty years of spring and autumn, although there is still some lingering love, there is not much left.
The previous emperor was, after all, a nobleman of the clan, with close followers and support from his subordinates. However, he only managed to be emperor for three years, and then he was dismissed by Huo Wen himself.
As for Fang Shaojun, he had nothing. No matter whether it was connections, favors, or money, he could not compare with the Marquis of Haishang.
"The only thing I have is a humble heart."
"I have what others don't have, and what I have most is what others have!"
Fang Shaojun opened and closed his eyes, his mind was made up, and he didn't hesitate any longer.
On the side, a group of attendants looked flustered: "Master, Master..."
"drive!!"
Ignoring the shouts, Fang Shaojun grabbed the whip, mounted a war horse, and turned the horse's head.
Helian Tiecheng also hurriedly swung his riding whip. The horse felt pain under his crotch, and immediately neighed and galloped away.
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In front of Zhengyang Gate,
Huo Wen closed his eyes, looked calm, and waited quietly.
A group of cabinet assistants, selected assistants, six ministers, ministers and others stood beside Huo Wen.
The Twelve Guards Army, the Left Guard Army, the Right Guard Army, the Left Guard Army, the Right Guard Army, and nearly a hundred thousand troops patrolled each gate.
"What time has it been..."
Huo Wen closed his eyes to rest his mind and spoke calmly. Gu Bo's calm face and even the slightest emotion could not be revealed.
The second assistant, Wang Tingyue, said with a gentle smile: "Brother Huo, it's time to nurse."
Huo Wen's words were filled with a sigh: "Oh, haven't you arrived yet?"
Just as Wang Tingyue was about to speak, a sudden exclamation made Wang Tingyue look up.
Dressed in a royal crown, Fang Shaojun came on horseback, accompanied by dozens of knights, guarding the surrounding area.
Huo Wen frowned slightly and said, "Mr. Jiangning, aren't you here?"
Wang Tingyue was speechless, and he was speechless.
Seeing this, Huo Wen shook his head as if mocking.
Immediately, Huo Wen walked forward a few steps slowly and was about to bow down.
Fang Shaojun took the lead, jumped off his horse, supported Huo Wen, and said with fear, "But Mr. Huo Wen is in front of him. Mr. Shaojun is rude and asks Mr. Wen to wait for a long time."
Huo Wen was silent for a moment and said, "Where is the Jiangning bus?"
Fang Shaojun said with a thick skin, "You dare not ride in a chariot when meeting an elder. Therefore, riding a horse and disturbing the elder are all your fault."
"Mr. Jiang Ning, you are too polite." Huo Wen's stern face gradually softened, and his tone gradually became relaxed, as if he said it unintentionally.
Huo Wen, who is seventy years old this year, is sophisticated in the world and well versed in people's hearts. Naturally, he would not believe Fang Shaojun, whom he met once, or even what Fang Shaojun said.
Fang Shaojun was always very respectful and said: "Wen Gong is the elder, and Shaojun always serves him as a teacher and as a father."
Just as Fang Shaojun was speaking, the pure purple energy of the top door flowed up and down and suddenly exploded.
Large areas of green and purple energy merged into the dragon's luck. The red dragon, which had been in the capital of Dayue for hundreds of years, slightly lowered its eyes. The dragon's energy floated and fell into the top door of Huo Wen.
The natal purple energy of Huo Wen's top door was tumbling for a while, and there was a brave dragon beast, which was breathing in the great energy of heaven and earth, gradually taking the shape of a dragon.
However, just as Fang Shaojun bowed respectfully, he touched the brilliant dragon energy and nipped Huo Wen's dragon appearance in the bud. This was the counterattack of the Yin world, the Yang world, and the dragon court energy of the Great Wei Dynasty.
Huo Wen felt a little strange in his heart, but looking at Fang Shaojun, who looked respectful, this strangeness was quietly suppressed.
Fang Shaojun supported Huo Wen and walked slowly towards Zhengyang Gate.
Fang Shaojun's eyes were shining with ambition. He wanted to rule Nanjing and Vietnam, become an emperor for eternity, and become a wise king admired by all generations.
Today's flattery is for him to be superior in the future. The face of a businessman is not as good as a piece of toilet paper, but it has to be used for some purpose.
In this first step, Fang Shaojun must hold Huo Wen's golden thigh tightly...