"Brother Ruan, we meet again," Yang Fan dismounted, approached Ruan Qingzhu, and said with cupped hands.
"Haha, Brother Yang, Master Tushan is ill and cannot move around. Let me come out to greet you on his behalf."
Yang Fan was a little surprised. He had already tasted that this venomous snake had a dangerous smell, which was inconsistent with the smell of ordinary people. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be Dongchang's secret agent lurking in Zunhua.
However, it is not surprising when you think about it. Zunhua is the iron smelting center in the northern part of the Ming Dynasty, and Wei Bancheng controls almost one-third of the output of the Zunhua Iron Works. It is impossible for the imperial court not to monitor it secretly. And he is the only outsider in the Wei family.
"It turns out Brother Ruan is, haha, haha, don't blame me if you don't know. It's disrespectful." Yang Fan said with a surprised look on his face.
"Brother Yang, you don't have to be polite. We are all our own people." Ruan Qingzhu waved his hands indifferently, "I can't keep you waiting for a long time, so just follow me in. The banquet is all prepared, and I just need you, Brother Yang." ”
The last thing Yang Fan wanted to hear at this time was this sentence. It's easier to get on the boat than to get off the boat. Who wants to hang out with unpopular people like you? The indescribable feeling in my heart. He cupped his hands with a smile on his face.
"Haha, okay, Brother Ruan please"
"Haha, Brother Yang, please"
The two walked into the inn hypocritically and walked up to the second floor. Zhang Naida and the other three were left on the first floor to be served drinks and food by themselves.
As soon as he entered the private room, he saw Tu Shan sitting in the main seat. His face looked much better, and it seemed that his wounds had been treated.
The little girl sitting on the left saw Yang Fan coming in. She snorted disdainfully and raised her chin like a proud little hen.
Sitting on the left is a man with one eye and a gloomy face.
There was a beautiful woman sitting next to him, dressed purely and lustfully. The upper body is pink and the lower body is a pink horse-faced skirt. Her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her skin is like gelatin, her nose is small and her eyes are water-cut, and she looks frail.
"Hahaha, brother Yang, hurry up and take a seat."
"Master Tushan, you are in great health and you look really good." Yang Fan complimented.
"I can barely survive, and I won't die for the time being. If you don't mention this, I will introduce you to a few friends." After that, he took a few people to introduce to Yang Fan: "This is Brother Yang's family, Yang Ji, Tianwei I, the sexton of Dongchang, Chen Zike, came from Beijing specially to understand the situation this time, so please stay close to me."
Yang Fan's mind was slightly moved. He came to investigate the relationship. It seemed that the previous matter was not trivial. Tushan dared to let him see him when he didn't agree to join Dongchang. There were only one thousand households and one hundred households in Dongchang, and everyone else's status was below them. It can only mean that this person is from Tushan.
"You've seen this before, and you don't even know me. My little girl is Tu Shanyue, whose name is Chen." Xiao Niangpi snorted as a greeting.
"I won't introduce you to Mr. Ruan. You are all familiar with him. He is the strategist at the head of the Lin stall, and his meaning is similar to that of a military advisor." As he spoke, he pointed at the beautiful woman next to him.
"This beauty is not an ordinary lady. She is on the same level as the little girl. She is also a stall owner. She belongs to Yinzi Ke. Her name is Lin Yueru. This Zunhua is her territory. Even I am a guest."
Yang Fan's heart tightened. This delicate woman didn't look like a good family. What on earth did she do? She could work as a stall in Dongchang and be responsible for the important responsibilities of the place alone. Xiang must either have a very strong backing, or have superhuman means and abilities.
From now on, I will have to live under other people's skirts, but I must not offend him. Yang Fan solemnly stood up and saluted.
"I've met Mr. Lin"
"Hey, Mr. Lin, this little girl is the number one in Tianxiang Tower. Young brother Yang is here to support me when he is free. He is taking care of the slave family's business." Lin Meiren's voice was like the first cry of an oriole, which was heard in my ears. It's like a quill poking back and forth in the ear, it's really comfortable.
The delicate voice made Yang Fan's heartbeat seem to speed up, and he felt like his mouth was dry, and he quickly drove away the wandering thoughts in his heart.
"Hmph." Tu Shanyue snorted coldly and straightened his face. It was clearly written on his face that he was shameless.
He glared at Yang Fan angrily. This kid was playing tough with him. He turned around and saw this coquettish man. He immediately looked like a licking dog and wanted to kick him out.
After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves. Everyone knew that Yang Fan had saved Tu Shan and his daughter, and they couldn't help but flatter him.
"Brother Yang Xian, do you know why I was injured this time?"
Yang Fanxin said, here comes the drama, here comes the drama, I really miss one sentence, don't listen, don't listen, the bastard is chanting sutras. But I had expected that Tushan would not give up. Anyway, this is a matter of extending one's head and cutting one's head back, so just act according to the circumstances.
"I'm just a commoner in this imperial court secret. It's not good for me to share it with you. Let's just talk about Fengyue. Master Tushan and all my lords, I'd like to propose a toast to you." Yang Fan picked up the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp.
Everyone followed and drank it all.
"Haha, your words are wrong. Your brother is no longer a commoner now," Tu Shan said, stroking his beard. "My dear brother is already my military attaché in the Ming Dynasty."
"What the hell, I'm a military attaché"
Yang Fan was so frightened that he almost dropped his butt to the ground.
He looked at Tushan with a bitter look on his face, almost crying but without tears. The Ming Dynasty's military system only had two types of military attaches, one was the hereditary military attache of the guard station, and the other was the recruited camp soldiers. There is essentially no rank among the soldiers in the camp, even the highest officer, the general soldier. There is no class either.
Judging from Tushan's intentions, the official he sought for himself was not a temporary worker with no grade. Then it can only be a guard officer.
What is a military attache at a military station? It's a military household, and it's hereditary. Damn it, now even the descendants are involved. Being a military household in the Ming Dynasty means becoming a slave.
"Master Tushan, this military household is no joke. You should always be so arrogant and let me go. I will turn into an old hen in the next life and lay double yolk eggs for you every day."
With a puff, Lin Yueru burst into laughter. A pair of eyes looked at Yang Fan, as if they were about to ooze water. A pair of beautiful eyes took a closer look at this lazy boy for the first time.
"Hahaha, brother is really, really, um, funny, haha, funny." Tu Shan was also made to laugh by Yang Fan.
"Come here, bring Master Yang's official uniform."
The door of the box was opened, and two military attaches wearing Jinyi Guard uniforms walked in, each carrying a wooden tray. One was wearing a guard military attaché uniform and leather armor, the same style that he saw Tushan and his daughter wearing that day. , one is wearing a set of Jin Yiwei Qilin uniform.
Seeing that Yang Fan still wanted to speak, Tu Shan raised his hand to indicate, and then said: "Brother Yang, listen to me. I know the situation in the guard station better than you. Why do I have to ask for merit for you and get a military status? No. Brother, I tricked you just to protect you."
Yang Fan listened to him quietly without speaking.
"Do you know who you killed?"
Yang Fan's heart sank. He had already guessed that he was involved in a vortex of secret fighting between the Ming and Qing Dynasties. This matter must be no small matter, and it will be extremely difficult to escape if you get stuck. Although Tu Shan is eager to get rid of the crime, he may indeed have the motive to protect himself.
If a leader harms all his life-saviors, no subordinates will wholeheartedly work for him.
No one is a fool, they are all watching you. When a person achieves enlightenment and ascends to heaven, if a person becomes successful and does not even take care of his relatives, fellow villagers, and old friends, how can he take care of the outsiders under him?
Yang Fan was ready to listen and see what he said.
