The spring rain was like oil as it pattered against the black roof of the boat.
The ripples on the water came one after the other, appearing and disappearing.
Amidst the misty rain, a white curtain seemed to be drawn between the world and the sky.
The boat was anchored on the water. There was a large umbrella at the bow of the boat. Under the umbrella was a little red clay stove with a burning fire. A large fish that Yang Fan had personally caught was being stewed in the pot on the stove. The milky white fish soup boiled and the thick fragrance could not be dispersed.
In the cabin, Gu Zhuting knelt in front of the low table and used a spoon to gently stir a bowl of fish soup. The bowl was a coarse earthenware bowl used by fishermen. It just so happened to cater to the simple and unsophisticated atmosphere of a picnic on a small boat in the drizzle. Only, when paired with that pair of soft and slender white hands, there was a kind of beauty that was a feast for the eyes.
She sprinkled a handful of finely chopped emerald green coriander into the milky white fish soup. The thick fish fragrance immediately turned into an even more appetizing aroma that seeped into the heart. Yang Fan sat opposite her and leaned against a thick cushion. He breathed in contentedly and said, "So fragrant. Let it cool a bit more, it's still a bit hot."
He was holding a letter in his hand. The letter had been sent from Luoyang by the people of Xian Sect. After a bloody purge, he had received news from Luoyang. This meant that he had obtained the allegiance of all of Xian Sect. Right now, the main power of Xian Sect was in Luoyang.
In the beginning, he had used the "conflict" with Shen Mu to move the Succession Hall to Luoyang. The entire power of Xian Sect had moved to the east in order to make it easier for them to act in Chang 'an. But at the time, he had not thought that the Emperor would move him to Chang' an. This affected his control over Xian Sect. The mountain was high and the Emperor was far.
Now that the Xian Sect was able to resume operations and send news from Luoyang to him, this was a signal. This meant that the entire Xian Sect had completely acknowledged his position and boarded his ship. This also meant that the inner turmoil of the Xian Sect had calmed.
The letter was very long and reported to him all sorts of things. The main content was, of course, the situation of the internal reorganization of Xian Sect. But when he reached the last page, Yang Fan found a piece of news that caught his attention. The letter said that the Emperor had officially announced to the world that the capital would be moved to Chang 'an.
Yang Fan immediately raised his head and asked Gu Zhuting: "Have the shops in the East and West markets been handed over?"
Gu Zhuting did not understand why he suddenly thought of this matter when he was reading the letter. She was stunned for a moment before replying, "Yes! We've already bought twenty-seven shops. There are oil shops, cloth shops, grain shops, and jewelry shops. There are even a few that are in a hurry to sell their shops. When they heard that we're buying in bulk, they took the initiative to look for us. "
Yang Fan beamed with joy and said, "Then let's buy it! Don't let them run away. Even if we can't manage it ourselves, we can sell it and make a fortune. Hehe, the news of the emperor moving the capital will soon reach Chang 'an. We have to act quickly. "
Gu Zhuting could not help but cover her mouth and chuckle when she saw his smug expression. She lowered her neat and beautiful eyelids and said: "This is the first time I've seen Ah Lang's greedy face."
Yang Fan rolled his eyes at her and said, "I'm blinded by money? Money is of no use to me. I've put in so much effort. In the end, isn't it all for you? "
Gu Zhuting softly said: "I don't want money. As long as I follow Ah Lang, rich or poor, I'll be happy."
Yang Fan nodded and said: "This is what you said. You said you don't want money. In the future, your son and daughter will not have a share in our family's business."
Gu Zhuting was stunned and said: "How can I have a son and daughter … Ah!" Halfway through her question, she came to her senses. She could not help but blush and secretly glance at Yang Fan. She lowered her head and stammered: "I … I thank Ah Lang."
Yang Fan asked even though he already knew the answer: "Thank me for what?"
Gu Zhuting bit her thin red lips and lightly punched his elbow as if she was swatting away a mosquito.
Yang Fan laughed and lowered his head to read the letter again. He said to himself: "Alas! Her breasts and buttocks are even rounder than Xiao Man and Ah Nu. At first glance, I can see that she is suitable for a son. In the future, who knows how many sons she will give me. How can I not think of saving money now? It's hard to be a father … "
Gu Zhuting blushed at his teasing, but she bit her red lips and did not refute. It was a blessing for a woman to have a son. If she could give birth to more sons for the Yang family, she would not be so weak compared to Xiao Man and Ah Nu. She did not want to compete with Xiao Man and Ah Nu, but she also hoped that she would have a higher position in her man's heart.
"Ah? Wan 'er is coming to Chang' an? " Yang Fan could not help but be happy when he saw the news. Wan 'er was going to Chang' an to prepare for the relocation of the capital as the special envoy of the Emperor. Once she was far away from the Emperor, they could get along with each other day and night.
The letter only mentioned this matter and did not explain it in detail. The people in the Succession Hall did not know of the relationship between Yang Fan and Wan 'er, so they naturally would not pay too much attention to this matter. If they had known that Yang Fan and Wan 'er had a relationship, with the Xian Zong's spies all over the prestigious families, the aristocratic families of Shandong would have long known that Yang Fan had become the son-in-law of the Guan Long Family, and would not have been so careless with him.
Ever since Yang Fan took control of the Xian Zong, he had never expanded his spies into the palace. One reason was that he did not have complete control of the Xian Zong at the time, and the other was that there was Wan 'er in the palace. Who knew more about what was happening in the palace than her, so there was no need to expend so much effort to expand his spies in the palace.
Thus, Yang Fan was only pleasantly surprised by the arrival of Wan 'er. He had no idea that Wan' er was already pregnant and that in order to protect him and the child, she had shouldered so much pressure alone in Luoyang.
When he read the last part, Yang Fan slightly creased his brow. After Wan 'er, the Emperor was also preparing to have Wu Chongxun come to Chang' an. It was clear that Wu Yizong could no longer stay in Chang 'an, but Wu Zetian had not given up on the Wu clan's plans in Chang' an.
Now that Wu Chengsi was dead, she only had one nephew, Wu Sansi, who could be of great use. Sending Wu Sansi's son was the only choice. Wu Chongxun coming to Chang 'an was just an arrangement. His itinerary would be a month later than Wan' er's.
Reading further, Yang Fan's brow relaxed. At the same time, the five sons of the Prince of Xiang, Li Dan, would also be coming. As expected, Wu Zetian had thought of a balanced strategy. It was just that the Li clan was weak at the moment, so she could only rely on numbers to win. But no matter what, Wu Zetian had been very strict with the Li clan over the years. Even if they were her own sons and grandchildren, she would still strictly guard against them. Her willingness to let them out of her sight this time was a good start. Wu Zetian was already preparing to hand over power.
Yang Fan happily finished reading the letter. Gu Zhuting then brought a bowl of fish soup over to him. Yang Fan drank the fragrant fish soup, and his stomach was burning hot. The coldness of the spring rain was swept away in an instant. Gu Zhuting saw that he had a good appetite and was delighted. She took the bowl of soup and asked with a smile, "Ah Lang, do you want another bowl?"
Yang Fan shook his head. Seeing the beauty gazing at him with a sweet smile, with her long eyelashes, bright eyes, beautiful face like a delicate flower, and luscious lips, he couldn't restrain the love in his heart. He was just at a time when his heart was filled with joy and excitement. He gently took her wrist and said in a soft voice, "Come here!"
Gu Zhuting's cheeks blushed, but she didn't dare to disobey Yang Fan's orders. She obediently moved in front of him. Yang Fan reached out and pulled, and Gu Zhuting softly fell into his arms. Yang Fan held her soft shoulder with one hand and explored her bulging chest with the other.
Yang Fan's five fingers gently moved, reaching into her lapel, grasping that soft and smooth ball of soft jade that was as tight as silk and satin. His fingers lightly moved the bright red cherry on top of the jade peak, Gu Zhuting immediately shivered, hurriedly closed her eyes, like a docile and obedient kitten.
It was difficult for this thirteen year old heroine who was able to sneak into the heavily guarded area to assassinate a prefecture's military governor, to be manipulated by Yang Fan's pair of big hands. Gu Zhuting felt that the back of her waist was being poked by an incomparably hard pillar. She reached out to touch it and was so scared that her face turned pale. She almost jumped up in fright. Unfortunately, she was held in Yang Fan's arms and was unable to move.
With this thought, the Demon Conquering Treasure Pestle immediately displayed its supernatural power, as if it was the giant pillar of Dubhe in front of the Gate of Heaven. Gu Zhuting only felt that the back of her waist was being pushed by an incomparably hard pillar, she stretched out her hand to touch it, and was so scared that her face turned pale, she almost jumped up in fright, but unfortunately, she was held in Yang Fan's arms, unable to move.
Gu Zhuting didn't dare to struggle, but she was afraid that she would break Yang Fan's wound. She blushed and pushed his big hand away, saying in a sweet voice, "Ah Lang, we're on the ship …"
Yang Fan said, "With the sky as our house, with the boat as our couch, with the rain as our curtain, with only you and me, isn't that just right?"
Gu Zhuting's starry eyes were intoxicated by Yang Fan's bowl of romantic intoxication. Her body softly fell down, her cheeks were hot, and her breathing quickened. It was obvious that she was going to let Yang Fan do whatever he wanted, but she heard a hoarse voice shouting in the wind and rain, "Erlang! Erlang! Beta Persei! Aha, Erlang, is that you over there? "
Yang Fan angrily stopped, he heard that voice persistently shouting, "Ah! I'm here! Your most sincere friend, Abdallah Shahman Bin Aziz Bin Hakam is here. Erlang? Praise Allah, the scenery here is really beautiful! "
Gu Zhuting bit her lips, suddenly she giggled, but she immediately held it back. Her pretty face blushed, but there was a trace of mischievous smile in her eyes.
Yang Fan resentfully let go of her, got up and walked out of the cabin. It had been four months since he was injured, his injury was almost healed. Gu Zhuting was afraid that he would catch a cold. Although her hands and feet were weak, and she was a little guilty, she still hurriedly picked up the oil-paper umbrella and chased after him.
Yang Fan bent down and walked out of the cabin. The oil-paper umbrella immediately opened and held above his head. Yang Fan looked up and saw a small boat sailing in the misty rain. A boatman wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat was steering the boat. Abbas was standing at the bow of the boat with an umbrella, shielding Abdullah from the rain.
"Ah! Erlang is really here! "
When Abdullah saw Yang Fan, he immediately beamed with joy. When he turned to look at Gu Zhuting, he couldn't help but stare blankly. Gu Zhuting's blush had not faded. She held the umbrella with one hand and brushed her hair unnaturally with the other. That kind of gentle and beautiful amorous feeling made Abdullah very excited.
He touched his chest and recited in a moaning tone, "If you are my friend, please help me leave her, because once I love, I can never recover. If you are a prophet, please help me get rid of her magic, because once I am addicted, I can never extricate myself! She is like a blue wave, I look at her, and sink, sink, sink, sink, because I can't swim … "
"Bang!"
Yang Fan's injury had not recovered, but he could still jump two steps. Yang Fan was already unhappy that Abdullah had disturbed his happy occasion. Now that he heard Abdullah flirting with his woman in front of him, he purposely used some force when he stepped onto the boat. The boat was lifted by Yang Fan's big foot, and Abdullah cried out and fell into the lake.
Abdullah desperately pulled his arms and shouted, "I can't swim …"
Yang Fan squatted down and said with a smile, "You are still so poetic?"
Abdullah gulped down a few mouthfuls of water and howled miserably, "I really can't swim!"
Yang Fan leisurely said, "I told you that I am very stingy …"
"I can't swim …"
Abdullah frantically waved his arms. Sink, sink, sink, sink, because he couldn't swim …
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