Yang Fan did not stay in the Miao village for too long.
After Liu Guangye's death, the threat of chaos in the Barbarian Province was resolved.
The Xie Man Prime Minister was much more gentle and docile compared to the Wu Man, Bai Man and even Li Liao of the Southern Ridge Path. When Yang Fan arrived, the chaos in the Barbarian Province had only just begun and was immediately quelled by him. Therefore, the chaos here was much smaller than in Yao Province.
Next, Yang Fan would be going to Southern Ridge.
When Yang Fan was still in Yao Province, the Southern Ridge Path was already in chaos.
From Jiannan Province to Qian Zhong Province, then to Southern Ridge Path, from west to east, the control of the imperial court was gradually strengthened. Although the Li Liao tribe was united, their armed forces were much weaker than the imperial court's troops. Although Yang Fan was not sure of the current situation in Southern Ridge Path, he guessed that the dust had already settled.
The 'rebellion' might have already been quelled and the Li Liao tribe's strength was not enough to fight against the imperial court. They might have already surrendered. Even if Yang Fan rushed over now, he would only be able to see Wan Guojun's smug face and hear his unbridled laughter amidst the desolation and bloodshed.
But Yang Fan had to go to Southern Ridge. Although the battle there had already ended, a battle that would affect the distant future had just begun … …
In these few days, Yang Fan, Hu Yuanli and Sun Yuxuan met with many Xie Man leaders.
That's right, they met separately.
According to Yang Fan's explanation, they had an important mission to carry out, and they had to rush to the Southern Ridge Road to inspect. They couldn't stay here for too long, so they had to speed up the process of appeasing Xie Man. Therefore, they had to meet the Cave Masters, Stream Masters, Fort Masters, as well as the various officials of the Middle Qian Road.
Yang Fan was the main envoy, so he naturally took on the most arduous task. He personally received those Miao stockade village leaders who were filled with rage, listened to their grievances, vented their anger, and comforted them. Imperial Censor Hu was in charge of receiving the officials who came from all over the country. There were officials from the lower ranks and officials from the lower ranks. However, regardless of whether they were officials from the lower ranks or officials from the lower ranks, because they were officials appointed by the imperial court, their speech and mannerisms were relatively polite.
As for Sun Yuxuan, the task that Yang Fan gave him was even simpler. Although Liu Guangye was already dead, the crimes that Liu Guangye had committed were enough to determine that he deserved to be executed. However, the memorial to the imperial court still needed to detail everything that Liu Guangye had done after arriving at the Barbarian Province.
These matters were handed over to Sun Yuxuan, who would summon witnesses and organize statements at any time.
Three days later, some of the Xie Man leaders who lived in the more remote mountainous areas had yet to arrive, Yang Fan decided to leave Qian Zhong and rush to Ling Nan.
Yang Fan decided to leave Hu Yuanli behind to deal with the aftermath while he and Sun Yuxuan rushed to Lingnan.
The cavalry of the Dragon-Martial Guards were waiting by the small river below the Hmong stockade village. Yang Fan and Sun Yuxuan were dressed in traveling attire. They were accompanied by Hu Yuanli who stayed behind and the leaders of the Hmong stockade village as they strolled down the mountain along the snake-like path.
The green mountains were green and the flowing water was gurgling. The traveling party was ready to depart.
"Dear leaders, please stay!"
Yang Fan turned around and cupped his hands in the other before his chest and smiled at the Miao village leaders. At the same time, he exchanged a look that could only be understood. The Miao village leaders understood tacitly and returned the greeting.
Yang Fan then said to Hu Yuanli, "Brother Hu, I'll have to trouble you to deal with the unfinished matters of Qian Zhong. Let's go to Ling Nan and meet up with Brother Hu in Jingzhou. "
Hu Yuanli smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, Yang Langzhong. I'll definitely handle the unfinished matters here!"
Yang Fan nodded and cupped his fists at the crowd. He turned around and said to Sun Yuxuan, "Brother Sun, let's go."
Sun Yuxuan looked a little absent-minded. His eyes swept across the crowd as if he was looking for someone. In the end, he sighed dejectedly and nodded dispiritedly. He then turned around quietly with Yang Fan.
A guard brought the horse over. Yang Fan pulled the saddle and leaped onto the horse with great agility. Sun Yuxuan, on the other hand, felt as if his boots weighed a thousand pounds. He reluctantly turned around and looked at the Miao village buildings on the hillside. He sighed softly before he grabbed the saddle tightly and lifted his leg.
At this moment, a singing voice echoed in the mountain. The voice was as clear and melodious as the bamboo flute made from the green bamboos in the mountain. It was as graceful as the larks flying on the branches.
"When we first meet, the brother in the evil official's hand protects the sister. The steel knife you block for the sister. The whip you resist for the sister …"
Sun Yuxuan almost missed his step and knocked his nose on the saddle. He turned around in pleasant surprise and followed the sound of the song to find her. He found her, it was Miss Hu Fei. There was no mistake, he knew it was her the moment he heard the voice.
"When we first meet, it's like a carp in the big river. The carp has to grow into the big river. The love between the fish and the water lasts forever …"
Sun Yuxuan saw it, it was a Miao building, a stretch of verdant green, Miss Hu Fei, dressed in green, stood under a green tree, like the most beautiful and brightest leaf on the Miao mountain, the clear and pleasant voice came from her. Sun Yuxuan looked at her beautiful figure excitedly. He did not know what to do.
The hillside was quiet for a while. Miss Hu Fei's voice started again, "Picking tea from the mountain, picking flowers from the azalea. When the flowers bloom, someone picks them. When the sister sings, no one answers. "
There was a hint of sadness in her voice. Sun Yuxuan was so anxious that he kept rubbing his hands. He did not know how to comfort her. He really did not know how to sing a mountain song.
The four Hu brothers who accompanied their father to send off the imperial envoy winked and whispered a few words. The eleven year old third brother was pushed out and stood next to Sun Yuxuan. He covered his mouth and sang for him, "The sun sparrow loves the green mountain ridge. The cows and horses love the green lawn. The bees love the flowers. The fish love the water. I love the sister. I can't open my mouth."
On the hillside, Miss Hu Fei's voice carried a hint of joy, "When I first enter the garden to see the begonia, it's like Fan Lang meeting Meng Jiang. Sister is willing to be a Meng Jiang girl. Stay for a long time and love will spread far and wide."
"The fish meets its companion on the beach. The bird meets its soulmate on the mountain. Be like the river that never stops flowing. Don't be like the bamboo shoots that grow hollow. "
"Learn from the green pine to the end. Don't be like the peach blossoms. Girl: Sister is like a candle in one heart. Don't be like others … "
A new kind of love song was sung up and down the slope.
Hu Yuanli and Yang Fan stood side by side. Twirling his beard with his hand, he shook his head and listened for a while. He smiled at Yang Fan and said, "Yang Langzhong, I think … it's better to ask Doctor Sun to stay in Man Zhou. I will accompany you to Ling Nan. What do you think? "
Yang Fan smiled in a Zen manner and said, "Very good! I have the same intention. A gentleman should help others achieve their goals. "
"Hehehe …"
Among the civil officials of the Tang dynasty, there were very few who were foolish. The two looked at each other and laughed.
"Brother is my sister. Sister is my brother. The bird is the green mountain. The fish is the river. The Spring Frost Yang sparrow dies in the cold. Learn to share the river with the carp … "
Amidst the increasingly passionate love song and the ringing of the horse's bell, Yang Fan and his entourage left the Miao stockade village and set foot on the mountain road to Ling Nan.
The mountain road was rugged. After nine turns, the long entourage gradually disappeared into the depths of the green mountain.
…
Ling Nan Road, Panzhou Prefecture.
The Provincial Governor's residence had now become the imperial envoy's office.
Wan Guojun sat on the seat of honor and listened to his subordinate's panicked report, "Middle Minister, Yang Fan went to Yao Prefecture and Huang Jingrong died. He went to Man Prefecture and Liu Guangye died. Now, he's coming to Panzhou. "
"Bang!"
A wine cup flew towards his face and hit his nose. Blood and wine immediately flowed from his nose.
The man was in so much pain that tears rolled down his face. He covered his nose and looked at Wan Guojun in confusion.
Wan Guojun's face darkened as he scolded, "Do you mean that if he comes to Panzhou, I, the imperial envoy, will also die? Is he the reincarnation of a jinx or a god of plague that descended to the mortal world? Hmm? "
The man finally understood why the Middle Minister was angry. He quickly explained, "What I mean is that this person is not here with good intentions. Middle Minister should be cautious."
Wan Guojun looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahahaha, Liu Guangye, Huang Jingrong, this bunch of idiots have always looked down on me. They think that I can only hide behind the handsome officials and come up with strategies. Hmph! Idiots are idiots. What do they know! "
Wan Guojun stood up in disdain. He walked with his hands behind his back and said, "Huang Jingrong's death is due to the chaos in Yao Prefecture. Liu Guangye's death is due to the upcoming chaos in Man Prefecture. What about Lingnan? "
Wan Guojun was like a great emperor. He slowly waved his hand and said, "Pan Prefecture is in chaos, but this official calmed it down with a flick of my finger. Even the Pan Provincial Governor's Mansion has become this Middle Minister's temporary headquarters. Now that Lingnan Prefecture is peaceful and peaceful, even if that Yang Fan comes, what can he do to this Middle Minister? What excuse does he have to make a move against this official? "
Wan Guojun suddenly turned around and pointed with his finger. He asked in a stern voice, "You dare to rebel?"
There were many local officials and minority leaders sitting on both sides of the table. Wan Guojun was pointing at a chieftain wearing a feather crown. That person was frightened by his finger and shook his head repeatedly.
Wan Guojun suddenly pointed to the left and pointed at another local leader. He said in a mocking tone, "That is you who wants to rebel?"
That person panicked. The head of the Provincial Governor was still hanging on a pole outside the Provincial Governor's Manor. Wan Guojun's finger almost scared him out of his wits. He hurriedly professed, "No, no, no. Vice Premier has eliminated the treacherous officials and returned peace to the region. We are filled with admiration and respect for Vice Premier Wan. We are all loyal and good people. How can we rebel? We definitely won't dare to rebel! "
Wan Guojun looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahahaha … this official has contributed to the country and the people. Who dares to kill me? Who can kill me? "
… …
"I want to kill him!"
The young man gripped the sharp stone tightly and ground it. With a calmness that did not match his age, he coldly said these words. This youth looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old. He was only a head shorter than an adult. His bones were thick and his body was tall and sturdy. But his appearance was full of childishness. He seemed to be only about ten years old.
This person was Feng Yuanyi, the son of Provincial Governor Feng Junheng of Panzhou. He had just turned ten this year. Because he was born with thick bones and grew quickly, his height and appearance were much more mature than his peers.
As Feng Yuanyi spoke, he ground a sharp stone on a large rock. It looked like he wanted to sharpen it into a stone knife. His hands were already bleeding from the grinding, but he seemed to be unaware of it.
Squatting beside him was a young girl of about eight or nine years old. She had a delicate appearance and a pair of big eyes. She said timidly, "Brother Yuanyi, he is the imperial envoy. How can you kill him?"
"I don't care! He killed my father. I must kill him! "
Feng Yuanyi was blinded by hatred. There was only one thought in his mind.
By this time, Yang Fan's troops had already entered the boundaries of Panzhou.
… …
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