"Sect Master, why don't we use a large number of our people?"
After hearing Yang Fan's explanation, Gu Zhuting creased her slender brows. The panic she had felt when she was alone with Yang Fan had vanished, and she began to seriously consider this operation.
Yang Fan explained, "Our strength is scattered, distributed among the various professions, the court, and the common people. Although we can play an enormous role, it's a slow and long-term effect. For this sort of matter, we can only use a group of martial artists, and there aren't many of them.
Secondly, our 'Succession Hall' is not pure. Our people come from the Seven Great Clans. These people obey my orders, but they all have a true master behind them, the clans they belong to. Even if they won't betray me, it shouldn't be hard to send a message to their clans, right?
And although the Seven Great Clans are united in their opposition to the Zhou Dynasty and the Empress, the people they support are different. Some of them want to support the Prince of Xiang, but they won't put all their eggs in one basket. The Succession Hall is a hodgepodge of the Seven Sects and Five Clans. The various clans have many eyes and ears, so the Succession Hall cannot be used.
Otherwise, those people who are determined to support the Prince of Xiang, after paying such a great price, will definitely think of a way to kill the Prince of Luling once they learn that the Empress wants to make the Prince of Luling heir apparent. Since the Empress has already decided to pass the throne to the prince, once the Prince of Luling is killed, the Prince of Xiang will be the Empress's only choice. They will definitely take this risk! "
Gu Zhuting silently nodded, knowing that everything Yang Fan said was true.
Yang Fan added, "There's also one more thing. I have to bring the internal guards and one hundred cavalry with me. If we use too many people, they will assuredly notice. After thinking it over, I feel that rather than using people from the Succession Hall whose background is unknown, it's better not to bring a single one!"
Gu Zhuting shot a quick glance at Yang Fan. She said nothing, but her heart was beating like a drum, and she was also rather flustered. "Am I not a person of the Succession Hall? Sect Master … Sect Master is completely treating me as one of his own? He … actually trusts me this much … "
Yang Fan didn't think so much. In his opinion, the common secret of killing Lu Binmi was enough to make this woman, who used to be a servant of the Cui Family in Qinghe, stand by his side loyally forever.
Yang Fan said, "Ever since I met with mishap in Hebei, the 'Successor Hall' has been very nervous. They advised me to resign from my official position, at the same time they sent people to strengthen my protection. I had no intention of resigning from my official position, at least for now. If I stayed in the officialdom, I would be able to maintain close contact with the various realms and display my usefulness. I ignored this request.
Another thing is their personal protection of me. No matter if it's the internal guards or the cavalrymen, there is no lack of outstanding people among them. Their martial arts are not inferior to our Succession Hall's people. If we let our people follow them, they will soon find out. However, I have no legitimate reason to do so, and I can't avoid them. Therefore, I need your help … "
Gu Zhuting nodded in understanding.
Yang Fan worked almost all night, making detailed arrangements for the 'Successor Hall'. This trip to Fangzhou would take at most a month. For a huge organization like the 'Successor Hall', unless something important happened within a month, as long as Yang Fan gave clear instructions and arranged people to handle the affairs for him, there would be no delay. Of course, he also made precautions in case of emergency, setting up emergency measures and a way to contact in case of an emergency.
Yang Fan wrote the above situation in a secret letter. When all the above things were prepared, it was already dawn. Looking at Gu Zhuting who had fallen asleep on the table, Yang Fan went to the bed behind the screen to take a thin quilt and gently covered her with it. Then he went to the bed and lay quietly, thinking about some details of bringing Prince of Luling back to the capital.
Before he knew it, the sky was already bright, and the rooster crowed. Yang Fan, who was lying on the bed with his clothes on, got up and quietly walked to the outside of the screen. As soon as the door was opened, the slight creaking sound woke Gu Zhuting up. Yang Fan stopped and smiled at her. "You've worked hard. Go to the bed and rest. I still have some arrangements to make at home. I'll call you when it's time to leave!"
Gu Zhuting nodded. Watching Yang Fan go out, she gently touched the thin quilt on her shoulder, a sweet smile on her lips.
She stood up, stretched her slightly numb body, and slowly walked to the back of the screen. The bed was still warm from Yang Fan's body. Lying on it, Gu Zhuting felt Yang Fan's warmth. Suddenly, she shrunk her head under the quilt and took a deep breath, as if she could smell Yang Fan's scent. With a little shyness and satisfaction, she covered her burning cheeks …
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Since Wu Zetian began to seize the power of the emperor, countless people wanted to stop her. When she ascended to the throne, countless people wanted to drive her down from the throne. Groups of people sacrificed their lives for this. After countless people's efforts, Wu Zetian, who was at the end of her life, had no energy to continue the war, so she finally compromised.
Now was the time to harvest the results, and his own life was also tied to this matter. Yang Fan dared not be careless. He didn't even tell A Nu and Xiaoman about the truth of this trip. It was not that he didn't trust them, but he didn't want them to worry. Moreover, there were people from the "Succession Hall" in the Yang Mansion. This matter involved too many factions. If they knew the truth, it would be bad if they accidentally revealed something.
Xiaoman was quite reluctant to leave as soon as she came home, but she heard that he had the emperor's secret order and would be back in a month at most. Xiaoman, who had been a female soldier in the internal guards for many years, no longer complained. She, who had been in it, certainly understood what it meant to disobey the emperor's order.
There was nothing on A Nu's side. In the past few months, they had been together. What Yang Fan needed to do now was to repeatedly remind her that she must stay at home obediently and not disguise herself to try to find out his whereabouts. A Nu was not someone who didn't know the importance of things. Yang Fan said it very seriously, and knowing that Gu Shishi was accompanying her, A Nu obediently agreed.
Afterwards, Yang Fan left with Ren Wei and the other guards. Before leaving, he woke Gu Zhuting up and went out together. Gu Zhuting was a woman, so she didn't need to accompany Yang Fan to go out before. This time was really special. However, this was Yang Fan's arrangement, so Ren Wei and the others naturally didn't ask.
At this time, the 800th bell in Luoyang City had rung out. The streets were bustling with people.
Yang Fan left Fortune Lane and kept walking north. When he reached the Luo River, he turned west and walked towards the Tianjin Bridge.
There were many businesses on the riverbank, especially selling all kinds of snacks. The commoners of the nearby villages liked to come here early in the morning to buy some snacks. They were cheap and tasty.
To do business here, they mainly relied on repeat customers. If the snacks were not tasty, the stall would have closed long ago. Those who could do business here all had their own unique skills.
"Neigh ~"
A rich aroma came with the wind. Yang Fan suddenly reined in his horse. He turned around and said to Gu Zhuting, "Miss Gu, you haven't had breakfast yet. How about eating a pancake to allay your hunger?"
"Ah?" Gu Zhuting, who had been absent-minded the whole time, jumped as if she was startled when he called her name. She didn't understand what he was saying at all.
Yang Fan had already jumped off the horse with a smile and walked to the roadside stall. Not long after, he came back with a piping hot Hu cake. The outside of the Hu cake was wrapped in lotus leaves, but it was still very hot. Yang Fan quickly ran to Gu Zhuting's horse with both hands, smiled and said, "Quickly catch, it's so hot!"
Gu Zhuting was at a loss. But when she saw that Yang Fan's hand was so hot, she didn't dare to reach out to take it. She first pulled her hands into her sleeves and rolled up a few layers of sleeves to make sure they were a little thick. Then she took the pancake.
Ren Wei was a talkative person. At first, he pretended to be silent in front of Yang Fan. But now, he had revealed his true colors. Seeing this scene, he smiled and said, "Ah Lang, I also haven't had breakfast!"
"Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Yang Fan got on his horse and said, "Go buy it …"
Ren Wei opened his mouth but couldn't say a word. The other guards laughed. Gu Zhuting saw this scene and couldn't help but feel a sweetness in her heart.
The pancake sold by this shop didn't cut corners at all. A full catty of mutton was stuffed in between layers of crispy wheat pancakes. The delicious mutton was evenly sprinkled with pepper and fermented black beans, and there was also crispy wine. The aroma of wheat, meat, crispy wine, pepper, and fermented black beans gushed out, making people salivate.
Gu Zhuting's heart was filled with sweetness as she ate, but her small mouth was really too small. Facing such a "giant" Hu Ping, she had no idea where to put her mouth. Even so, she still ate with relish.
"The pancakes made by this shop are very authentic. When I went out in the past, even if I had already eaten breakfast, I would still buy one. But this pancake is really too big. Generally speaking, if a family buys one and cuts it, it will be enough for three people to eat. I can't even eat half of it … "
As Yang Fan said this, he suddenly saw that half of the pancake in Gu Zhuting's hand had been eaten by that small mouth. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Miss Gu has a good appetite!"
Gu Zhuting's pretty face blushed and she looked a little embarrassed.
Yang Fan waved his hand and said with a smile, "You didn't eat breakfast, so of course you are hungry. When I said I can't eat half of it, I was referring to the situation where I had already eaten breakfast … "
Yang Fan continued to move forward on his horse and boasted for the old man selling the pancakes, "This old man has a pair of wonderful hands, and has the ability to turn iron into gold. I heard that he wasn't the only one selling pancakes on this section of the embankment. Later on, a few other pancake sellers competed with him, and he used a saddle and a quiver to make a delicious meal. Those people knew they were inferior and took the initiative to give way. "
The saddles and quiver of that time were made of bear and deer skin, and the inferior ones were made of cowhide and sheepskin. Those were all real leather, and the edible gelatin of the later generations could not compare. They were all natural green real leather, and after cooking, the gelatin would thicken and the taste would be not bad.
"Ah?"
Gu Zhuting was eating with relish, but when she heard this, her mouth that had just opened suddenly stopped on the crescent shape of the pancake, and she didn't have the courage to bite down.
Seeing this, Yang Fan laughed, "Don't worry, don't worry, there is definitely no quiver or saddle in there. Hahaha, you can eat without worry!"
Gu Zhuting looked at Yang Fan who had succeeded in his prank and was laughing happily. She rolled her eyes at him, but it was a pity that Yang Fan, who was riding with his whip, was already halfway out of the horse's body, so he didn't see it. Otherwise, such a charming "flying white" would probably make his body go soft like the pancake in Gu Zhuting's mouth.
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