Yang Fan and A Nu walked side by side into the courtyard. As they walked, he turned his head and looked at A Nu's beautiful face. He smiled and said, "How did you appear at the door? Could it be that we have a telepathic connection? You knew it the moment I arrived at the door?"
A Nu rolled her eyes at him and said, "Don't flatter yourself. Your wife, who has been pregnant for ten months, has been counting the date of your return every day. She has been sending people to keep an eye on you. Now, more than 300 of you have entered Chang 'an in a mighty manner. You first went to Yongkang Square, and then went all the way to the Chang' an Local Government. How could they not see such a big scene? "
Speaking of this, A Nu smiled at him and said, "You have a conscience. I thought you would go to the Local Government first before coming back."
"I have to see the princess. As for the Luoyang Magistrate …"
Just as Yang Fan said this, he suddenly saw A 'Nu's eyes suddenly widen, and a flame quickly appeared in her pupils. The flame burned and danced, getting closer and closer, getting bigger and bigger, and almost filling her pupils in an instant.
Ah Nu suddenly raised her hand, her green sleeves fell down, revealing a creamy white wrist. Her slender jade-like hand stretched out two slender fingers, reaching for the silver hairpin in her hair. Yang Fan had been with her for a long time in the Ministry of Justice and knew many secrets about her. For example, her hairpin was also a sharp weapon for killing …
Seeing her move, Yang Fan immediately tightened his grip on the hilt and suddenly turned his head. The scabbard was a precious knife. He could not leave it on the back of the horse and let the servants take it away. This sharp weapon was now on his waist.
Yang Fan turned his head instead of dodging because A 'Nu was right behind him. If there was really danger and he dodged hastily, then A' Nu would be the first to bear the brunt and become the target of others. Although her expression showed that she was prepared and Yang Fan was also aware of her martial arts, he never had the habit of letting his woman stand in front of him.
When Yang Fan turned his head, the scabbard was already halfway out of its scabbard. Then he saw what seemed to be a person, like a ball of raging flames, man and sword as one, rushing towards him.
This sword was very long, just like the famous ancient sword Tai 'e. It was much longer than ordinary swords. If it was carried on one's back, it would be very difficult to pull it out.
The sword, which was at least four feet long, was like a streak of silver frost, like a flash of lightning, stabbing straight at Yang Fan's throat. Behind it was a pair of sharp eyes, full of heroic spirit.
What a fast person! What a fast sword!
The moment Yang Fan turned around, his saber was already halfway out of its sheath. At this moment, he saw the person and the sword in front of him clearly, but with a "cha" sound, the saber in his hand returned to its sheath.
The edge of the sword flashed, reflecting the indigo of Yang Fan's eyebrows. Like a flash of lightning, the long sword slid past Yang Fan's neck. The long sword slid for three feet, then stopped abruptly, like a pool of autumn water, quietly lying in front of him.
Yang Fan raised his eyes to look at that person and saw a pair of eyes brimming with heroic spirit glaring fiercely at him. This was a beautiful woman dressed in red. She had long legs and a slender waist, and her skin was as white as snow. But because of her eyes, her entire person was like a sword, more rigid and less gentle.
The beauty in red said unhappily, "Why are you like a dumb goose, neither dodging nor drawing your saber?"
Her tone was fierce, but her voice was very crisp, just a little neutral.
Yang Fan curled his lips and replied indifferently, "Because I am afraid you will lose!"
A smile immediately appeared in Anu's eyes, but Miss Gongsun's face turned red with anger, and she sheathed her sword with resentment. This sentence may not be understood by others, but the three people present all understood. Gongsun Lanzhi had publicly announced that she would marry whoever could defeat her sword. Yang Fan did not draw his saber because he was afraid she would lose, then the meaning behind his words was …
At this time, Anu curiously asked with a smile, "Why did you not counterattack?"
Yang Fan took a look at the special sharp sword in Miss Gongsun's hand, and replied, "Because … your movement of raising your hand was very fast, but you stopped when you were pulling out the hairpin. The moment I turned my head, I could still see a trace of relief in your eyes, that is definitely not the look of seeing an enemy. I don't know who is coming, but I know that you will not harm me! "
Anu looked at him, her bright and beautiful eyes suddenly turned into a pool of spring water.
But Yang Fan put on a straight face, and said to her, "But, this is really too dangerous. With Miss Gongsun's fast sword, if I dodge carelessly, and the direction of the dodge is not appropriate, you will be a widow if she can't retract her sword in time. In the future, do not try this kind of unnecessary risk again!"
As soon as this sentence came out, Anu's face also turned red. But although she was embarrassed, she did not refute Yang Fan's words, so her face became even redder, like a blooming peach blossom.
The red dress girl on the left blushed with anger, and the green dress girl on the right blushed, contrasting beautifully. Yang Fan stood in the middle, and said to Gongsun Lanzhi with a straight face, "The relationship between a man and a woman is not a martial arts competition. If you marry someone who can defeat you, that is too hasty!"
"I …"
Just as Miss Gongsun opened her mouth, Yang Fan said again, "I know, you are very confident in your swordsmanship, but there is always someone better than you. What if there is someone who is better than you, and you don't want to marry him? You treat life like a child's play, even if there is a man who really likes you, he will be scared away by you. "
Gongsun Lanzhi said angrily, "Are you teaching me a lesson?"
"Yes!"
Gongsun Lanzhi did not expect him to be so direct, and was stunned for a moment.
Yang Fan said with a sullen face, "Willfulness is not likable, willfulness and ignorance, that is especially annoying!"
Yang Fan's words were a little harsh, and Gongsun Lanzhi's face turned red and white.
Anu was a little uneasy, and gently pulled the corner of his clothes.
It was easier for men to tolerate beautiful women, and Yang Fan's character had always been more easygoing. Anu did not understand why Yang Fan was so harsh to Gongsun Lanzhi today. She was not only a beautiful woman, but also Xiaoman's Shijie.
Yang Fan naturally had his reasons for being like this. If Miss Gongsun's skills were far inferior to his, and he suddenly pulled out his saber to counterattack, it was inevitable that Miss Gongsun would be injured. If Miss Gongsun's skills were better than his, and he dodged in a fluster, such a sword strike might not be able to avoid hurting him.
No matter what happened, the result would be a tragedy. He came to see his wife and child, not to become a cripple or cripple others. This sword strike, to Miss Gongsun, may have been a casual action, but Yang Fan was disgusted by it from the bottom of his heart.
An all-out strike to test someone's martial arts?
How mature was Yang Fan today, and with his status, would he be so bored that he would be interested in such a boring thing?
Now it was Gongsun Lanzhi who did not know the gravity of the situation, and hoped that he would smile and praise Miss Gongsun's excellent swordsmanship, and everyone would laugh. Good for you, good for me? What a joke!
Gongsun Lanzhi was ashamed by Yang Fan's scolding. She flew into a rage out of humiliation and raised her sword, saying, "Even if you are Xiaoman's husband, I will teach you a good lesson today! Yang Fan! Raise your saber! "
Yang Fan stuck out his chest and looked at her from the corner of his eyes, saying lightly, "No time! Not interested! Boring! "
"You … you …"
Miss Gongsun's straight and beautiful nose was almost crooked from anger.
"Lanzhi!"
Following a shout, a fat old man wearing a turban on his head and a light robe with a round collar walked over angrily. As he walked, he shouted loudly, "You stinky girl, you are really making me angry. You are getting more and more unruly, you even use a saber and a spear against a guest!"
The old man walked with vigor and strength, and his roar was full of energy. He did not look like he was about to die from anger at all. It was unknown if he had been roaring at his precious daughter since she was a child, but the old man's roar was not inferior to that of the smoky old man in the White Barbarian of Yaozhou.
"Go back to your room and reflect! You are not allowed to eat dinner today! "
The old man's voice was like thunder, and it made Yang Fan's ears itch. After shouting at his daughter, the old man turned to Yang Fan and looked him up and down. He revealed a smiling expression, "You are Xiaoman's husband?"
Yang Fan quickly cupped his hands and bowed, "Yes, I am. Yang Fan greets Uncle Gongsun. "
"Good! Good! "
The old man beamed with joy and said, "You are a good boy at first glance. Young and promising, with a steady temperament. Xiaoman is really lucky!"
The old man ignored his daughter and pulled Yang Fan. As he walked, he sighed, "Lanzhi, this child, has been spoiled by me. Xiao Man, that girl, is clever and sensible. This old man has always regarded her as my own daughter. I only hate that she is not my own daughter …"
Seeing that Gongsun Bufan had accompanied the guest in, A 'Nu didn't follow him anymore. Instead, she returned to the small pavilion with the furious Miss Gongsun. Gongsun Lanzhi carried her sword and walked into the small pavilion in a hurry. The first thing she said was, "My father praised you for being more obedient than me again!"
The second sentence was, "Your Langjun is really good, he is a real man! He is much better than that dead man's head. I have already held a martial arts competition for a spouse, but he is still a coward! "
Miss Xiaoman looked at her eldest senior sister who was more manly than a man. She could only smile bitterly.
…
When Yang Fan walked into the living room, he found that there was already a guest here.
Seeing that the host of the house accompanied Yang Fan in, the guest put down his teacup and slowly stood up with a smile. This person was about the same age as Yang Fan. He had handsome eyebrows and a refreshing smile. He wore a simple but elegant green robe with a spotless snow-white undershirt exposed at the collar. He gave people an unusually clean feeling.
Gongsun Bufan said to Yang Fan with a smile, "Haha, come, come, let me introduce you. This nephew is my junior. His surname is Dugu, and his given name is Yu. His family has a good relationship with me, and he often visits my house. Dugu, this is the director of the Ministry of Justice … "
Dugu?
Yang Fan's heart suddenly moved.
Although this surname was not common, this uncommon Dugu clan had already produced three Empresses. Although this Dugu Yu in front of him might not be the Dugu clan that Yang Fan thought him to be. Since he was in the old capital of Chang 'an and had contacts with Gongsun Bufan, who had a high status in Chang' an, how could he be sure that he was not the Dugu?
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