"Pan Jixun!"
"Little Pan!" Yang Bo shouted loudly.
The person opposite smiled awkwardly, stood up and saluted.
"Master Yang!"
Yang Bo's anger disappeared immediately, and he became happy instead.
"Isn't it just a few days since the imperial edict was sent out? Are you arriving in the capital now?"
"Yes, I don't dare to neglect it after receiving the imperial edict. The waterway travels day and night, and I just arrived here!"
Yang Bo patted the dust on his clothes and motioned with a smile to Pan Jixun to sit down and chat.
The few people behind them also changed from being nervous at first to becoming relaxed.
Pan Jixun turned to the tea ceremony and said, "Sir, do you know what happened to the capital? It is rare to see such a martial law!"
"I don't know, but I just came back from Tongzhou, and that's when I learned about the martial law in the capital."
"It seems that this New Year and the new dynasty are not peaceful?" Pan Jixun said with a smile.
"That's right! You don't know, our new emperor..." Yang Bo stopped, turned to look around, approached Pan Jixun and whispered in a low voice, "He is particularly capable of tossing!"
"A son is not like his father! The man in front of me refused to go out no matter what. He lived in Xiyuan for several years without seeing his holy face. This man is the complete opposite! That good guy is elusive! He suddenly appears from somewhere. Come out and scare you!"
"In the past, ministers looked for the emperor, but now the emperor looks for his ministers. Several times in the morning, I can see him as soon as I enter the cabinet for duty!"
"Hahahaha!" Pan Jixun couldn't help laughing.
The strangers sitting in front of them glanced at them covertly.
"Really! Although this is a good thing, we old people won't get used to it for a while! It's an earth-shaking experience right away! Let me tell you, just the work of these few days has taken several months. !”
"Hahaha, you...are you afraid that your words will reach the ears of the Holy Emperor?"
"What are you afraid of? This one is different from the previous ones. He is more tolerant in speaking!" Yang Bo held Pan Jixun's hand. "You don't have to be afraid in the future. You don't have to worry about this and this like before. If you have any ideas, be bold." Proposed!"
"The most taboo thing in our new dynasty is the mouth! Hahaha!"
"Then this junior will thank you for reminding me!"
The two continued to drink tea and chat, and time flew by.
"By the way, how is your family?" Yang Bo asked.
Pan Jixun returned to his hometown for a while because his mother passed away.
"Everything is fine at home! Mother's funeral arrangements have been taken care of, and all relatives and friends have met and talked with her."
"We are four brothers, and I am the fourth. I was worried that I would not be able to attend the funeral in time, but I didn't expect that my family would be waiting for me."
"Fortunately, I had time to see my mother one last time, change into mourning clothes, and kowtow in her coffin, so I have no regrets."
Yang Bo knew that he was a filial child, so he put away his careless character at this moment and patted him quietly on the shoulder.
"The old man's four sons are all good, and you are the future important minister of the country! I believe she will be happy in heaven!"
Pan Jixun took a sip of tea and said with a wry smile, "No matter whether it is important or not, it is all about applying what you have learned! Isn't studying for the country and the people?"
"Hey!" Yang Bo said with a smile, "You are now Pan Shangshu! It has only been a few years since you entered the cabinet, so you don't need to be so humble!"
"Everyone has seen that during the court meeting, His Majesty named the Ministry of Works as yours! No, the documents from the Ministry of Works have been piled up in the past few days since your arrival!"
"Hahahaha!" The two laughed at the same time.
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"Is there a thief in this damn city? It's been almost half an hour, why haven't you opened the door yet?"
Yang Bo looked at the direction of the city gate and frowned.
"The weather is really like this. I haven't seen any snow this winter. How strange it is!"
"If it doesn't snow, farming will not be much better during the New Year. It seems like the New Year is unlucky!"
Pan Jixun on the opposite side brought some more charcoal and started to heat tea.
They had finished a pot of tea.
"Junior, look at the sky, it may snow in a few days."
Yang Bo looked back at him.
"Hey, Shiliang can still observe the sky?"
"I understand a little bit!"
Pan Jixun said, "I'm at home these days, and my mind doesn't want to be idle, so I looked for some books to read and learned to observe the sky."
The people at the front table didn't drink tea or talk, they just sat there in silence.
Pan Jixun looked at them and came to sit next to Yang Bo.
"Sir, have you seen those at the table in front of you?"
Yang Bo quickly changed his serious expression and nodded seriously.
"The city has been under martial law for such a long time. Either there was a thief or a fire broke out!"
"Haha, the thief has caused so much trouble that all nine gates of the capital have been put under martial law!"
"Junior, seeing how sturdy they are and looking towards the city gate, I'm afraid..."
Yang Bo straightened up and looked at the people behind Pan Jixun.
"With extraordinary temperament, he must not be an ordinary person!"
"Could it be related to things in the city?"
"Even if it's not, it's very suspicious!" Pan Jixun nodded, "No matter how big something happens, the nine gates of the capital are rarely under martial law at the same time. No one is allowed to enter or exit unless His Majesty orders!"
Yang Bo scratched his beard, his eyes became fierce and easy-going, "And this kind of situation usually happens when someone is killed!"
After speaking, he looked at Pan Jixun.
The latter nodded.
Yang Bo drank the bowl of tea in front of him, then stood up and came to the table of the strangers.
"Who are you, Lu Yin, take it out and have a look!"
Several people instantly became alert.
"Old man, you don't seem to care about this, right? Which official are you?"
"Stop talking nonsense, do you have Lu Yin? Take it out and let me take a look. I think you guys are definitely not good people!"
The bald man who was the leader of the group suppressed his anger, and there was still a trace of guilt in his eyes.
"Old man! A few of us were just passing by."
"You're passing by and you're sitting here for half an hour?" Yang Bo yelled, and his people went up to surround those few.
"Lu Yin, take it out and take a look?"
"We...we are ordinary people. Old man, do you have any grudge against us?"
"Lu Yin?"
"Here's the way!"
Suddenly, the leader, the bald man, stood up and tried to attack Yang Bo.
But Yang Bo's reaction was not slow. He dodged in the blink of an eye and drew out his entourage's sword.
"It's your grandma's! I was attacked by you like this. Have I been a soldier for nothing these past few decades?"
Pan Jixun and Yang Bo's followers also stepped forward to help, and in an instant nearly ten people were fighting together.
Yang Bo leads his own soldiers, whose martial arts are so strong that ordinary people cannot resist them.
But now, these suspicious people are actually fighting with them!
Yang Bo's intuition told him that these people were either bandits or human traffickers.
The bald man on the other side was very skilled in martial arts and tried to escape after repelling the attacks of several soldiers. Yang Bo was on the sidelines and had no time to direct people to stop him.
Seeing that he was about to escape, Pan Jixun, who had been watching the battle from the sidelines, took a step forward and caught up with him in two or three steps.
The bald man just noticed Pan Jixun behind him and slashed violently. The latter quickly dodged and turned around to his right, kicking the side of the bald man's knee.
"Crack!" With a sound, the bald man fell to the ground wailing.
The bald man's right leg was visibly twisted.
Others were also controlled by Yang Bo and the others.
"Little Pan, you can do it! You are very skilled!" Yang Bo walked over with a big smile.
Pan Jixun stared at the bald man rolling on the ground with an expressionless expression, "My Ming Dynasty is not the Song Dynasty, and literati are not weak people!"
"Hahahaha, too! Otherwise you wouldn't be able to quell those banditry troubles!" Yang Bo walked up to Bald Man, paused for a while, and picked up something on the ground.
"Your grandma is so stupid! Are you still a commoner?"
"Which ordinary person carries a saber with him?"
