In front of Wan'er's manor, the four guards were having a barbecue, but they didn't dare to drink.
After the old servant from Wan'er's manor sent the message, the four of them immediately packed up and drove the empty carriage back to Luoyang. At this time, the servant from Princess Taiping's manor had already left Jin Guyuan on a fast horse before them.
Wan'er was meticulous and cautious. She thought that since there were people seeking revenge on Yang Fan, it was possible that they already knew about Yang Fan's whereabouts. If that was the case, if the two of them left in a hurry, what would happen if the old man with amazing kung fu was waiting for them on the way? The four guards could only use it to scare people, but they were no match for such a master.
Wan'er had the four guards drive the empty carriage and leave first to confuse others. Then she snuck into Zi Ze Garden and had a servant from Princess Taiping's mansion take her personal keepsake back to the city to report. After the old servant left, Wan'er did not call for the other servants from Princess Taiping's mansion to wait on her. She left with Yang Fan.
Soon, Wan'er took Yang Fan's hand and appeared in Zi Ze Garden in a cave covered in vines. This cave was half man-made and half natural. The entrance of the cave was hidden under a patch of vines. Only when the vines were pulled apart would it be revealed that there was another world inside.
The cave was very spacious, with a stone table and stone stools. The ceiling of the cave was open and covered in vines. In summer, it was perfect for shade. In spring and autumn, the leaves were sparse, and the sunlight shone down. Because it was past the season to enjoy the cool in the cave, the servants were lazy and hadn't cleaned the cave for a long time. There was a layer of dust on the stone table and stone stools, and there were yellow leaves on them.
Yang Fan didn't care. He brushed away the leaves, lifted his robe, and sat down. He smiled and said, "This is a different world. If there weren't many mosquitoes and flies here in summer, we could make a bed here and sleep very comfortably. "
Wan'er stood at the entrance and carefully looked outside for a while. Then she returned to his side and said coquettishly, "You still have the mood to talk about this? You are an official. How did you provoke these Jianghu people?"
Yang Fan sighed and said with a frown, "It's a long story …"
Wan 'er rolled her eyes at him and said, "Then make it short."
Yang Fan stared blankly for a moment and said, "This … if I were to make it short, it would be hard to explain."
Shanghai Wan'er was both angry and amused at the same time. She glared at Yang Fan, took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, and spread it on the stone bench. She then sat down and said, "Then... Yang Langzhong, please start from the beginning. This little girl is all ears!"
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In a simple yet elegant courtyard, the courtyard was covered with trees.
The entire tree was bright red, and as the wind blew past, the red leaves drifted down, giving off a poignant yet beautiful feeling.
The ground was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves, like a red carpet.
Young Master Jiang was dressed in white and stood under the tree with his hands behind his back. He looked even taller than the tree.
Lu Boyan stood three feet behind him, his body slightly bowed, his expression calm.
After he left the three strange people, he went back to find his donkey. He asked a passer-by about the owner of the manor and found out that it was Princess Taiping's manor. He couldn't help but feel surprised.
Lu Boyan asked in a roundabout way, and the passer-by told him about the love affair between Princess Taiping and Yang Fan. Lu Boyan couldn't help but curse inwardly. At this time, he thought that the woman he met just now should be Princess Taiping. No wonder she had a noble temperament and elegant manner.
Since she was Her Royal Highness, the fight between him and Yang Fan would probably cause big trouble. So Lu Boyan immediately rushed back to the place where the young master lived in seclusion to report the news. Young Master Jiang was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he asked about the situation at that time.
Young Master Jiang said, "Who were those three so-called masters?"
Lu Boyan's eyes revealed a faint smile. He replied, "Young Master, they were just three Jianghu swindlers. However, their illusions were superb and were very experienced. At the beginning, even this old servant was deceived by them. I really thought that they were some hidden masters. Fortunately, this old servant roamed the Jianghu in his early years and was very knowledgeable. Even now, this pair of old eyes is not blurry, so I saw some flaws. "
Young Master Jiang grunted and said indifferently, "You are so old, how can you be so reckless?"
Lu Boyan didn't say anything.
Young Master Jiang looked at him unhappily, "We came to Luoyang to do something big. How can we waste time on a Yang Fan?"
Lu Boyan explained, "This old servant happened to pass by and heard his name. I didn't want to make a move at first, but …"
Young Master Jiang cut him off without a trace of politeness and asked, "How is this person's martial arts?"
Lu Boyan squinted his eyes and said, "For his age, it is very brilliant! Very brilliant! If he can live to this old servant's age, his martial arts attainment will be much better than this old servant's. "
"Oh?"
Young Master Jiang's eyes flickered and he asked, "Then how is he compared to Situ Liang?"
Lu Boyan thought for a moment and said, "This … isn't easy to compare. Situ Liang is an expert in assassination. If Situ Liang was fully prepared and suddenly assassinated, even this old servant might not be able to avoid it. Yang Fan naturally wouldn't be able to. If it was a one on one battle, it seems like … Yang Fan is a level higher than Situ Liang.
However, during a battle, the ability to react on the spot, the use of the surrounding environment, etc, will affect a person's strength. Unless there is a heaven and earth difference in strength, otherwise, a slight difference can't determine victory or defeat. If Situ Liang fought with Yang Fan, if it was a sneak attack, Yang Fan would definitely die. If it was a head on battle, even if Situ Liang can't win, he can still escape. Yang Fan won't be able to keep him! "
Young Master Jiang slightly frowned. Because of Lu Boyan's rash action, he suddenly thought of a possibility of Situ Liang's disappearance. Could Situ Liang be like Lu Boyan, because he felt injustice for A Nu, or because he wanted to vent his anger for himself, that's why he acted on his own and went to look for Yang Fan?
However, after listening to Lu Boyan's words, his guess was still a guess, and he couldn't be sure of anything.
Lu Boyan pondered for a moment, then lightly stepped forward and said, "Young Master, before this old servant made my move, I asked him if he knew A Nu? From his reaction, he didn't know A Nu was already … Situ Liang couldn't have gone to find him, or else he wouldn't have a blank face and kept asking me why I wanted to kill him, and why A Nu died. "
Young Master Jiang responded with a "en". He still believed in Lu Boyan's judgment, and the cloud of doubt in his heart immediately dissipated.
Lu Boyan continued, "This old servant was rash and rashly made my move. Yang Fan is an official, and he is also the minister of justice, in charge of justice. Now that he escaped, he definitely won't let it go. And Princess Taiping is even more so … Young Master, for the sake of safety, shouldn't we immediately change our residence? "
Young Master Jiang sighed and said, "Go and arrange it! Remember, from now on, you are not allowed to make decisions on your own! "
"Yes!"
Lu Boyan responded and slowly retreated.
Lu Boyan stepped on the maple leaves and walked out of the courtyard. His expression was a little excited, a little sad, and a little disappointed, "Yang Fan is actually his disciple!"
Looking at the green mountain in the distance, Lu Boyan's mind was in a trance, as if he had stepped through time and space, and returned to the time when the smoke of war was everywhere …
… …
Before it was even three in the afternoon, there was suddenly an army of about two thousand people rushing to the Golden Grain Garden.
People shouted, horses neighed, and swords and spears shone under the sun, instantly breaking the tranquility of the Golden Grain Garden.
The two thousand people were all cavalrymen, clad in armor and red robes. They rode on tall and strong horses, armed with swords and shields, and had saddles and spears. On their red tasseled spears, a foot and a half long steel spear tip gleamed coldly, and the spear shaft as thick as a goose's egg had a heavy texture.
After the two thousand soldiers rushed to the Golden Grain Garden, they immediately surrounded the 'Zi Ze Garden'. Two generals wearing helmets and full armor led dozens of warriors in half-arm battle robes, each holding a shield in one hand and a saber in the other. They majestically rushed into the garden.
Behind them, a dense group of cavalrymen formed a neat and orderly military formation. Such a large number of people stood solemnly and silently, like a mountain, with only their banners fluttering in the wind.
The newcomers were the Dragon Army, the only unit in the imperial army that was fully equipped with cavalrymen. A few generals in bright armor were led to the backyard by the family members of the Princess's residence. An oil cleaning truck was parked there, the curtain hanging down, and no one could see what was going on inside.
One of the generals quickly caught up and saluted, "The Right Commander of the Dragon Army, Wei Lingfeng, requests an audience with Princess Taiping and Shangguan Shangguan!"
The gentle voice of Shangguan Wan 'er came from the carriage, "Thank you for your trouble, General Wei. Her Highness has been frightened and does not wish to see any guests at this time. Please escort this carriage back to Luoyang, and at the same time, leave some men to search the entire Golden Grain Garden. If there is anyone similar to the person I've mentioned, capture him! "
"Yes, Sir!"
General Wei replied. With a wave of his hand, the soldiers behind him parted to the left and right, making a path for the oil cleaning truck. The soldiers holding shields and sabers immediately guarded the oil cleaning truck in the middle.
Soon, a strange scene appeared on the official road to Luoyang City.
A whole group of about five hundred cavalrymen formed a moving phalanx. The soldiers held red spears as thick as goose eggs in their hands. The blades of the spears were made of steel, and there were blood grooves on them. The scarlet tassels of the spears danced in the wind, and a murderous aura sprang up. In the middle of the five hundred cavalrymen was an oil cleaning truck.
With such a powerful formation, unless the enemy also used an army to attack, even if one was a hero from the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, or an expert who lived in seclusion in the valleys and valleys, they would not be able to fight against five hundred well-equipped, well-trained, and well-coordinated soldiers.
Yang Fan sat in the carriage and lifted a corner of the curtain to look outside. He just happened to see Maqiao, dressed in armor, riding majestically on a horse. One hand firmly grasped the hilt of his saber, and his expression was very calm.
After a few years of military life, the somewhat lazy and ruffian boy had turned into a rather masculine soldier. Yang Fan quietly observed him for a while, then smiled with satisfaction. He gently let down the curtain, turned his head to Wan 'er, and said hesitantly, "Wan' er, this formation … isn't it a bit too much?"
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