According to Wan 'er's orders, the steward of Qi Province did not spread the news that the master of the main family had come to Qi Province. Even when they moved into the Shangguan family's old residence, they only said that the main family had sent a relative to Qi Province to check the accounts under the orders of the old madame. Wan 'er and her mother only stayed in the old residence for a day before they went to Qi Shan County to meet up with Yang Fan and began their journey to Qi Province.
Old madame Zheng only knew of Yang Fan's existence when her daughter was pregnant. It was not until this trip to Qi Province that she met this' shameful 'son-in-law for the first time. Madame Zheng disliked Yang Fan very much.
Madame Zheng thought that her daughter could marry someone with a higher status than Yang Fan, and that she would be his legal wife. Perhaps Yang Fan could be considered young and promising among his peers, but it would not be easy to find someone with a higher status than him.
Most of these people were over fifty years old, and their legal wife had already passed away and they wanted to remarry. But in the eyes of Madame Zheng, who had experienced many hardships, these factors were not important. Congenial love and similar age did not necessarily mean they were a good match. Only a person with this kind of family background and status would be worthy of her daughter and they would be able to harmonize.
Moreover, Yang Fan already had a wife and concubines, so he did not have an advantage in this aspect. His relationship with her daughter could not be shown to others, so Madame Zheng was even more displeased. In fact, the reason why Wan 'er could not marry was because of Wu Zetian. Madame Zheng also understood this, but since she was already dissatisfied with Yang Fan, she naturally pushed all the blame onto him.
When Madame Zheng had just given birth to Wan 'er, her father-in-law and husband had died a violent death. She, who was originally from a wealthy family, had brought her infant daughter to become a palace servant. She had endured hardships to raise her daughter and even taught her a body of knowledge and skills. It could be seen that her personality was tenacious and tenacious. After going through so many hardships, her temperament had become even more stubborn.
She already had a prejudice in her heart. Her attitude towards Yang Fan was' the more a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the angrier she gets'. However, not only had Yang Fan and Wan'er become husband and wife long ago, they even had a child now. What could Madam Zheng do? Moreover, Wan 'er looked weak, but she was soft on the outside and strong on the inside. She was very opinionated, so Lady Zheng could only admit this fact.
Admitting it was one thing, but when it came to Yang Fan, she naturally didn't have the slightest bit of goodwill. Yang Fan had a lot of luck with women since he was young, but he didn't want to be defeated in front of his mother-in-law. Yang Fan still maintained a considerable amount of respect towards Zheng shi, but Wan-er naturally felt apologetic towards Yang Fan for receiving such cold treatment.
She only stayed in the old house for a day before going out with Yang Fan. She was expressing her dissatisfaction to her mother. Because of this reason, Wan'er was especially gentle to Yang Fan along the way. Xiao Mang and Ah Nu usually had a lot of time to spend with their Langjun. Wan'er rarely left the palace, so they gave way to Yang Fan so that they could spend more time together.
Qi Mountain, Zhou Yuan, Zhou Gong Temple, Kongming Temple … The Yang family had visited all the famous historical sites in Qi Province. In fact, because many historical sites were too old, only their names were left, and it was very difficult to see the real historical sites.
However, when one was in a place that was familiar from the ancient books and faced those places that had been wiped out and turned into plains and villages, although it was difficult to feel nostalgic about the past and the present, one would feel a sense of the vicissitudes of the world and the vicissitudes of life.
On this day, they came to Wuzhang Plain. Wuzhang Plain faced the Qinling Mountains to the south and the Wei River to the north. Both the east and west were deep ravines formed by years of rain, and the terrain was extremely dangerous. At noon, they rested in the town. There was a noodle shop at the entrance of the town, and the owner was the village chief.
As soon as Yang Fan and his family sat under the shelter of the noodle shop, they immediately attracted many villagers. The villagers were full of curiosity about these guests who were obviously nobles in the town. However, Ren Wei and the others stood with their hands on their swords and looked around. Their cold and vigilant eyes made the villagers timid.
Yang Nianzu really wanted to play with those village children, but those children were scared away by Ren Wei and the rest of the guards. Yang Nianzu stood under the canopy and stared at those urchins who were peeing and playing in the mud under the opposite tree. He was really envious.
Yang Fan smiled at Ren Wei and said, "These people are obviously local villagers. There is no need to be so cautious. Sit down and rest."
Gu Zhuting and Ah Nu glanced around and did not say anything. The people who lived here seemed to have become a part of the Loess Plateau from their bones. Their clothes, hair, skin color, every action, every word, and every action were imbued with the taste of the Loess Plateau. This was something that could not be imitated.
The village chief and the shopkeeper saw that Yang Fan and his group were extraordinary, so he took the initiative to greet them. Yang Fan said that he was from the Shangguan family, and the village chief was immediately in awe. Coincidentally, half of the land in this town belonged to the Shangguan family, and half of the people in the village were tenants of the Shangguan family.
Yang Fan asked with a smile, "Wang Lizheng, why is this place called Wuzhang Plain?"
Wang Lizheng said, "The older generation said that in the beginning, this place was called Jagged Slope. The second emperor of the Qin dynasty, Huhai, was patrolling the west at the beginning of autumn. Coincidentally, there was a whirlwind that blew up a five-zhang dust pillar. It was very spectacular. The second emperor of the Qin dynasty wrote a poem, 'Wuzhang Autumn Wind Plain'. Huhai was the emperor, and as an official, how could he not flatter? Following the emperor's will, it was changed to Wuzhang Plain."
Yang Fan listened and laughed. Xiaoman nudged him with her elbow and laughed in a low voice, "Did you hear that? As an official, how could he not flatter? It turns out that Langjun's best skill is flattery. "
Yang Fan looked at her and said, "Miss Xie has become a military officer at such a young age. Amazing, really amazing."
Xiaoman coquettishly rolled her eyes at him. Wan 'er originally wanted to make fun of Yang Fan, but she suddenly realized that she was also an official. Officials may not be opportunistic, but who hasn't been complimenting their superiors? Wan' er, Yang Fan, and Xiaoman looked at each other, and no one said anything.
A 'Nu couldn't help but laugh. She held Gu Zhuting's arm and said to them, "Gu Shi and I have never been an official."
Although Yang Nianzu didn't know what was going on, he could tell that flattery was definitely not a compliment. He immediately cleared himself and said loudly, "I didn't either! My sister didn't either, my brother didn't, and my sister didn't either! "
Yang Fan said snappily, "Get lost! Little brat, you are flattering your Aunt Nu, do you know that? "
Yang Nianzu blinked his big eyes and didn't understand. Xiaoman and Wan 'er looked at his cute face and couldn't help but laugh.
At this time, the steaming minced meat noodles were ready. Yang Fan quickly said, "Okay, okay, let's not talk about it. Let's eat!"
Rapeseed oil, wheat flour, pork, and vinegar were all locally produced. The noodles were thin and chewy, and the broth was clear and delicious. A few drops of chilli oil made from cornel were added, and the aroma was very appetizing.
Nianzu and Si Rong ate a lot of snacks along the way and were full after a few mouthfuls. The two of them refused to sit still and wandered around. They began to develop an interest in the Guokui. The pancake that was as big as a pot lid was really rare to them. Wang Lizheng knew that this family didn't lack money, so he immediately took a pot and handed it to them.
The cauldron became a toy in Nianzu's hands. He hollowed out the center of the cauldron and left it for his sister to eat. He hung the cauldron with a big hole in the center around his neck, as if he was wearing a suit of armor. He looked calm and proud. Because of Yang Fan's words, Ren Wei didn't stop him from getting close to the village children. He only sent two vigilant men to keep an eye on him.
Nianzu played with the pot for a while. When the novelty wore off, he took off the pot and generously gave it to the village children. This immediately won the favor of the children. They didn't treat this rich young master as an outsider anymore. They quickly played together.
Yang Fan stayed at the entrance of the town. He wanted to leave after lunch, but he deliberately stayed a little longer when he saw Nianzu playing with the village children. Seeing that it was almost time, Yang Fan came out of the shed and was about to call his son to leave when a group of people galloped in the distance.
It was rare to see people riding horses in this village, let alone a group of people. There were hundreds of people in a long line, and wherever the group passed, the yellow soil behind them rolled up a light dust.
Yang Fan looked over and saw a group of government soldiers. But then he found that the government soldiers were guarding the periphery, and the people in the middle were a group of people dressed in Tubo. Yang Fan couldn't help but stand in surprise. Tubo and Great Zhou had been fighting for years and were in a state of hostility. How could a group of Tubo people appear here?
The two guards sent by Ren Wei to watch over Yang Nianzu immediately brought the young master to the shed. The other guards guarded them inside the shed with their hands on their swords and sabers, raising their vigilance.
The group of government soldiers escorted the Tubo people to the front and did not slow down at all. But when they passed by the entrance of the town, a burly Tubo man with a broadsword at his waist suddenly exclaimed in surprise. He immediately pulled on the reins of his horse and stopped in his tracks. The people around him were all well-trained and skilled in horsemanship. When this person suddenly reined in his horse, the guards around him did not panic, and no one rashly crashed into him. Even the people who were extremely close to him reined in their horses in time. The Great Zhou Martial Army that was protecting them also stopped in their tracks.
The Tubo man dismounted from his horse and strode to the tree at the entrance of the town. The carriage that Yang Fan and his family were in was parked at the entrance of the village. There were also a dozen fine horses. The Tubo man circled around the 'beauty' that Yang Fan gifted to Gu Zhuting twice, rubbed his hands and praised, "Good horse! Good horse! This is a majestic Arabian horse! "
A rank 5 official of Datong dressed in a crimson robe and carrying a silver fish pouch dismounted as well. He walked to the Tubo man's side and said: "Ambassador Lun Misha, let us hurry on our way."
The Tubo man who was addressed as Lun Misha pointed at the Arabian horse and said: "Whose horse is this? I want it!"
Yang Fan heard the conversation between the two of them and couldn't help but smile at the girls: "Beauties like you who can bring disaster to a country and bring disaster to the people should all feel ashamed. The horse that Abdullah gave me is much more impressive than yours. He only took it out twice, and both times someone took a fancy to it."
Gu Zhuting covered her mouth and laughed: "This horse is called 'beauty'. It is worthy of its name."
Yang Fan laughed and stood up to welcome them. He loudly said: "This is my horse."
Lun Misha turned around and saw Yang Fan's face clearly. He could not help but exclaim: "Mousi! Why is it you! "
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