Devil’s Advent

Zheng Fan's opening remarks stunned all the soldiers in the school grounds.

Including those barbarians, the barbarians have stayed in the country of Yan for a long time. After the usual training, they are also being forced to learn the language. Right now, although they are still stuttering, it sounds like a problem, not It's big.

But even the straightforwardness of the barbarians was still stunned by the domineering and direct opening remarks of their "master".

Huo Guang took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

Zuo Jiqian wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

In the school grounds, the majority of criminals were from the powerful family. To a certain extent, they used to be the elites of the Yan Kingdom. They actually had speculations in their hearts about His Majesty’s order to distribute southern Xinjiang after overthrowing their family. Moreover, this is indeed true. Good guess.

It's just that everyone instinctively doesn't think about that aspect, because everyone's fate is already like this at this time, it's better to be more simple, let yourself fantasize about earning military service and then get rid of slavery for your family, and then think about it in the long run , Think about it better, and revive the family.

The more hopeless people are, the more people yearn for hope.

Previously, everyone knew that Cuiliu Fort was about to dispatch troops, and the military sect of my family had to rest for half a month to recover from a cold. Finally, everyone was going to take everyone to earn military merits, and everyone couldn't wait.

However, since the military sect is going to speak, everyone should sit down and listen in a polite manner, and then shout a few slogans to express their determination and go through the formalities.

They are more polite than ordinary soldiers, and they know how to cooperate better in posture.

However,

When such straightforward words came out from the gate of his own army,

Everyone is stupid, I don't know how to cooperate,

Is it possible to shout together: Thank you, the military gatekeeper, for translating the meaning of the imperial court to us?

The truth, why is it always hidden, because the truth is easy to hurt people.

Zheng Fan, who was standing in front of everyone, had a smile on his face after seeing this quiet scene.

He is not good at speeches, because he was a sketch geek in his previous life, and because of the category of his works, he hardly had the opportunity to appear in public.

It's just that, in this life, I have experienced a lot, and I have seen a lot, and the courage of a person is only cultivated in this way.

This is a very taboo word, everyone can at most make a little guess in their hearts, but not many people dare to say it.

Zheng Fan didn't know if there would be secret agents hidden among the powerful prisoners in front of him in Green Willow Fort, but he was not afraid of being denounced.

Others need to be low-key, to avoid suspicion, to be taboo,

He Zheng Fan,

unnecessary.

As a person who once broke the prince's five limbs, who are you showing off to avoid suspicion and keep a low profile?

That thing has already been done, and you still care about a little verbal taboo?

"What I said is the truth, because that's what I think."

The prisoners and soldiers in the school yard were silent again.

"But how should I put it? Fate has already come here. I know that you were once sons, and you were once people of status and status. It may be said that some of you have been appointed."

The fixed product here does not refer to the rank of warriors, but a kind of political tacit understanding between the Ji family and the aristocratic family for more than a hundred years. After all, the Yan Kingdom is not like the Qian Kingdom, and there is no imperial examination.

"However, the beauty and glory of the past are just a thing of the past. Now, you are prisoners, and your family members have also been enslaved.

They should be working at this time, pounding rice, weaving cloth, and living the life of official slaves. Life like that is really difficult, very tiring, hard work, and easy to useless. "

The expressions on the faces of the prisoners began to change, and their emotions were being gradually aroused, but they didn't know whether they were facing the court or Zheng Fan.

"The imperial court wants you to die here, because the imperial court is clear, and you also know in your own hearts that you have hatred for the imperial court."

Zheng Fan continued to tell the truth, and the atmosphere on the school grounds began to get weirder and weirder.

A good speech at the beginning of the teacher should be full of enthusiasm, throwing a wine bowl and shouting a slogan, arrogant and majestic, but Zheng Fan's speech gave the feeling of mourning.

"My lord, are you taking it off for fun?" Xue San looked at the blind man and asked.

The blind man shook his head and said, "Don't compare yourself with the master who knows how to tell stories."

Xue San nodded thoughtfully, and said, "That's right."

Zheng Fan took a deep breath,

Continue to say loudly:

"However, it's your luck to meet me. I was just a leader less than a year ago;

To put it bluntly, if I met you at that time, I would have to bow and bow respectfully and call you 'Master' or 'Young Master'.

Lao Tzu is from Beifeng County. On that day, he was transferred to be a farmer who transported grain and grass.

A total of more than 2,000 civilian husband camps, most of them died in the desert, but Lao Tzu did not die. Not only did Lao Tzu survive, but he also earned his first military service!

The county chief of the Zhenbeihou Mansion accepted Lao Tzu as a servant, but Lao Tzu refused!

Because I want to be an official, I want to get rich, I want to live a good life!

Also, don't laugh at me being stupid, because at that time I really thought that I was really going to be a servant at Lord Hou's house. I didn't know it at the time, and I was just a bumpkin!

Later, I tried my best to save the prince. Although I lay on the bed for a long time, I think it was worth it. As long as the person is not dead, it is worth it!

After coming here, it was Lao Tzu's first army to fight against Qian State. Lao Tzu broke into Qian State's Mianzhou City, and even chopped off the heads of the officials in the city and brought them back.

Don't look at the nearby fortresses and military leaders who lead troops to the border of Qianguo to make such a fuss every day, but they are all eating leftovers left by Lao Tzu!

Telling you this is not to boast to you, but just to tell you one thing.

That is,

You are lucky,

Because you have met me who is just as lucky.

Follow me, I can't guarantee that all of you will survive, I believe you don't believe it yourself, death, you will definitely die, but I will make your death worthwhile, I will let you survive as much as possible, Earn as much military merit as possible.

Follow me, and I can help you get your relatives out of slavery quickly with military merit, follow me, and I can make you comeback faster!

The Zuo family and the Huo family are gone.

But you still have a chance to get up again!

I, give you hope, at this time, I, is your last and best hope!

However, I still have one more request for you, this request is very simple, I hope you will listen to it for the sake of the good food I let you eat every day for the past half month.

That is, if I am alive on the battlefield, don't forget to give me a hand when you are running for your lives! "

"Hahaha…………"

The serious atmosphere suddenly burst into laughter, and Zheng Fan also laughed.

"Tsk." A Ming who was behind shook his head and said, "In the past, the Lord liked to learn from Chen Daoming, who is he learning from now? Jingnanhou or Zhenbeihou or Yanhuang?"

Liang Cheng said, "Can't it be... the Lord himself?"

A Ming's eyes widened a little, and he said, "Well, sure enough, the one who talks the least is the one that can scratch the most itchy place."

At this time,

Blind Bei clapped his hands,

Xiao Yibo led his men to bring a basket, which was full of letters.

In this era, there is no free postage, and it is very expensive and inconvenient to send letters at post stations. Therefore, it is okay to send letters at short distances. Once the distance is longer, you can only rely on luck.

"Whose letter?" Xue San asked the blind man.

"A letter from the family." Blind Bei replied.

Zheng Fan seemed not at all surprised by the basket brought up by Xiao Yibo and others, pointing directly at the basket and shouting:

"This is a letter from your relatives. Not everyone has it, but there are quite a few. I have taken care of the local government and detainees. The work is still heavy. The days are definitely not as good as before. Tired, that's for sure, but I have tried my best."

The family was subverted, the assets must be confiscated by the court, and the family wealth and connections were directly split under the iron hoof of the Zhenbei Army.

They are prisoners, and their family members are official slaves. Of course, they themselves have no possibility or ability to take care of it. Therefore, when Zheng Fan said these words, the Huo family and the Zuo family who were present looked at Zheng Fan. His eyes are really different.

In this world, after all, not everyone is Xiao Yibo, nor is everyone Jingnanhou.

Yan people, after all, are not barbarians. Although they don't have the prosperous etiquette, culture and moral articles like Qianguo, Yan people still value filial piety and affection.

They didn't choose to escape on the way to escort them, and they didn't choose to leave after Zheng Fan issued them soldiers and horses. What's the reason?

Isn't it because his family members are controlled by the court?

One must know that among the Huo family and the Zuo family, there are quite a few warriors who have entered the rank, and that Huo Guang is an eighth rank martial artist!

They wanted to run, and they could run away during the escort, but they didn't run, and they still wanted to exchange their military exploits for the freedom of their families.

And right now,

This military sect has already helped them take care of it, which is more touching than asking them to have a meal.

Huo Guang stood up,

After receiving the letter Xiao Yibo handed him, he didn't rush to open the letter to read,

Instead, he slowly knelt down on one knee facing Zheng Fan.

On weekdays,

It is also necessary to salute,

Even if the soldier of his family has been wearing a padded jacket for more than half a month and looks like a rich man, he still has the courtesy he should have.

but this time,

this kneeling,

But with real sincerity.

Zuo Jiqian also stood up. He naturally knew that this was Zheng Fan trying to buy people's hearts, but he had no choice. As the person concerned, after Zheng Fan did this step, he knew that he had already been tricked.

Therefore, Zuo Jiqian also knelt down.

On the school field, members of Huo's family and Zuo's family stood up slowly, then knelt down on one knee to Zheng Fan.

"Phew, blind man, your skill is really clever." Xue San couldn't help admiring.

Blind Bei laughed and said, "It's not what I meant."

"It's not what you mean, that's..."

Blind Bei actually thought about this method, but he didn't mention it in the exchange of letters between Green Willow Castle and the Sixth Prince.

Because the blind man knows that the sixth prince's business and property may seem huge, but the real balance is not much, because although his surname is "Ji", the protection fee he paid may be more than that of ordinary big businessmen.

To be honest, the weapons and war horses in Green Willow Fort are more luxurious than those of the Jingnan Army. Thinking about it, they are almost the limit of that sixth prince.

Let him help the Huo family and the Zuo family who were demoted to official slaves, firstly, the price will be high, secondly, at this juncture, it is simply the political correctness of Yan country at this time, to do this now To do this, you need to take a lot of political risk.

However, although the blind man didn't mention it, since the master came back this time, he began to occasionally read through the letters and information sent by the sixth prince, and at the same time, he occasionally went back to the past by himself.

This should be done by the lord who asked the sixth prince to do it. What's interesting is that the sixth prince actually fulfilled such an excessive request.

It seems that the relationship between the lord and the sixth prince is really good.

At first, Blind Bei thought that the master turned over the letter to take power, but later the master explained that he was asked by the sixth prince in the roast duck restaurant, "Did you not read the letter you replied?"

This made the Lord a little embarrassed, so he took the time to reply, and by the way, he packed some golden sentences and gave them to the sixth prince.

As for helping to do this, will the Sixth Prince be pushed off a few more graves?

This is not something Zheng Fan has to think about.

A scumbag, just ask for it, light a cigarette afterward, then turn around and ask: Who are you?

"Our lord, he has grown up." Blind Bei said with emotion.

"Oh, I'll make a small report later." Xue San said.

"Hehe." Blind Bei didn't care.

"I'm going to tell Mowan that you actually want to be his grandfather."

"..." Blind Bei.

"After half an hour, we set off. We either don't play, or if we want to play, we will play a big one. No way, after you come back this time, your military exploits will be enough to free your family members from slavery."

"Willing to die for my lord!"

"Willing to die for my lord!"

Straight to the point first, the language is not surprising,

Then lay the groundwork and extend, then turn, then sensationalize, and finally, draw a big cake.

After the speech,

Zheng Fan didn't continue to watch the picture of those soldiers kneeling towards him,

He just reached out and rubbed his temples.

Sometimes, if you use too many routines, it will be cost-effective, and you don't even feel that you are playing routines.

But this feeling of winning people's hearts is really good, and it can give you a great sense of satisfaction.

Siniang stepped forward and put the black cloak on Zheng Fan's body.

"No, I'm not cold."

"Master, you just have a cold."

"No, I don't want a cloak."

Zheng Fan was very determined.

Jingnanhou's gilt armor and red cape are indeed a mess of handsomeness, satisfying people's perfect imagination of the image of a handsome man.

But the Marquis of Jingnan is a third-rank martial artist, what is the concept of a third-rank martial artist? Sha Tuo Queshi, who was also a third-rank martial artist at the beginning, played the magic of love for a long time under the charge of cavalry from the Northern Army of Shangqian Town.

Therefore, the man Jing Nanhou can be a handsome man in battle, but Zheng Fan doesn't have that capital, and even his armor is the same as that of his soldiers.

Zheng Fan is afraid of death, and the battlefield is the place where people are most likely to die.

"My lord, don't worry, the servant is by your side."

These words hurt a man's self-esteem a bit. A man actually needs a woman to protect him.

But don't tell me, if there is a beautiful Yujie who says she wants to protect you, it feels pretty good. Straight masculinity also depends on the occasion.

However, Zheng Fan still smiled and said:

"At that time, let the blind men die in front of me, and you die behind me."

Zheng Fan's attitude towards Siniang was different.

"Hehe, my lord, it doesn't make any sense whether I die behind you." Si Niang teased.

If you die, I may die soon too.

"That's right." Zheng Fan also smiled.

However, Zheng Fan is still looking forward to this expedition.

The last time I took Liang Cheng out to play around very casually, but at that time I often thought, if Xue San was by my side, if there were blind people by my side, after facing these situations, how would I deal with them? , wouldn't it be much simpler.

This time, everyone set off together, Zheng Fan was really looking forward to what kind of surprises these demon kings, who had been suppressed for a long time, could bring him.

The other army chiefs and colleagues slammed into the border of Qianguo like headless chickens, but they didn't make any noise after all. This is pretty good. Only with their foreshadowing can they shine better.

At this time, Zheng Fan suddenly found that he liked this country of Yan very much. Under the strength of Emperor Yan and the two princes, Dayan at this time is an enterprising country, and it is also the most suitable for careerists to develop and grow. country.

At this moment, Xue San walked up to Xiao Yibo, Xiao Yibo understood, and followed Xue San into the fortress.

Xue San walked in front, Xiao Yibo followed.

The relationship between Xiao Yibo and Xue San is very good, because the other adults, Mrs. Feng Siniang, are beautiful, really beautiful, but Xiao Yibo doesn't even dare to flirt in bed at night.

Because it was Siniang who once brought Xiao Yibo the most terrifying psychological shadow. The rest of the adults are very proud and don't like to talk. Every time you talk to Fan Li, Fan Li will take you to cut firewood ...

Only Xue San is funny and willing to talk to himself, and he has no airs.

"Are you dissatisfied with letting you stay and look after the house?"

"No, this is the trust of the adults in the subordinates."

"to be honest."

"Somewhat."

"Well, but someone has to guard the house."

"The subordinates know."

"Well, you don't have much talent for martial arts, but it's not bad to be a housekeeper in the future."

"The subordinate understands."

"Well, by the way, let me ask you again, if after we leave, there are thieves suddenly encountered in the fort, and you and the rest of you will definitely not be able to defend, what will you do?"

Xiao Yibo immediately said:

"The subordinates will immediately destroy the food, grass and weapons in the warehouse..."

Xue San jumped up,

He patted Xiao Yibo's head.

"Hiss... my lord, did this subordinate do something wrong?"

"You think it's easy for us to save this little property? You burn it if you say it?"

"Ah... um, what should I do, my subordinate?"

Xue San pointed to the room in front of him,

That room was not the room of any grown-ups, but on weekdays, no one was allowed to enter. Several times when Xiao Yibo passed the door of that room, he seemed to feel the chills coming from his heart.

"When it really comes to that situation, how about you, just run here, face this door, and kneel down."

"Kneel down?"

"Yes, kneel down."

"My lord, kneel down and then what?"

"call."

"My lord, what should the subordinate shout?"

"Grandpa save me!"