Devil’s Advent

The old ancestor looked at Fan Zhengwen for a while,

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"How did I give birth to a grandson like you?"

"You are joking, I crawled out of my mother's belly, and you gave birth to my father."

"One style, one style, just one more thing."

"You said so."

The old ancestor shook his head and said:

"At present, there are wolves and tigers in front of them. This matter is difficult to handle. I am also surprised. Nian Yao is a slave from the mansion of the regent prince. Damn, that Dugu family is still determined to listen to his greeting from the regent."

Fan Zhengwen nodded and said, "You don't understand that."

"You understand?"

"The grandson really understands."

The old ancestor smiled, spread his hands, and sat on the ground, which is the standard of sitting or standing.

When she first married into the Fan family in the early years, many people wanted to set rules for her. After she became the highest generation of the Fan family, those who did not follow the rules would cease to exist.

"Okay, you know, just talk to me, an old lady."

"Ancestor, there are countless people in this world like my Fan family, but there are always some people who are different from our Fan family. In the early years, there was a Tian Wujing in Yan country. Can't be an old Dugu?

It's not about letting him destroy the whole family, it's nothing more than handing over some family power and territory, the family's wealth can still continue, for the sake of the country's righteousness, if he gives up, he will give up. "

"The words are so reasonable, but why do I feel so uncomfortable, what's wrong with the Fan family?"

"In the eyes of Yan people, my Fan family is a dog, and in the eyes of Chu people, my Fan family is a Chu traitor."

"Who made this evil?"

"My grandson."

Fan Zhengwen got up neatly and stood with his hands tied, like a child waiting to be reprimanded.

"Oh, disaster is imminent, you, the head of the family, Master Fan Chengzhi, are still here to have the time to say witty words.

Yes, your son and daughter-in-law were sent to Yanjing early;

But this family business is about to be lost, don't you feel distressed? "

"Distressed." Fan Zhengwen told the truth.

"That's right, without the support of the family and foreign aid, it's impossible for the mother and son to have a smooth life in Yanjing City."

"The old ancestor said this wrongly. If the Fan family dies, the new king will reuse and train his cousin even more. How did the Min family be destroyed by the first emperor of Yan?"

"grandson!"

"The grandson is here."

"Are you trying to piss me off on purpose?"

"Grandson dare not."

"I'm talking business with you!"

"The old ancestor's thoughts, the text is clear, the old ancestor is reluctant to part with this Fan Mansion, this warm house, and the rich and luxurious life of Fan Manor."

"It's good that you know, even if I packed my bags and went out of the city overnight, and escaped the soldiers and horses outside, when I really arrived in Yanjing, I would still be under the fence.

Living in someone else's home, how can you be comfortable in your own home. "

"The old man said so."

"So, I'm asking you now, the Fan family was led on this path by you. I told you long ago that the people of Yan are fierce tigers, but why isn't the state of Chu not a wolf?

My Fan family is caught in the middle like a hanging log, and it will fall down casually and be lost forever.

If I have closed my eyes, I can do whatever you want, but I still have a long time to live, maybe I have to send you a grandson by a white-haired person. I want to live the next year smoothly ! "

"So, the ancestors are planning to hand me over?" Fan Zhengwen asked.

The ancestor narrowed his eyes,

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"You know everything?"

"It's hard not to know what happened in Fan's mansion."

"Heh, in the past two years, you have suppressed the clansmen, and last time you took advantage of the princess to clean up a group of people, and now?

Those big shopkeepers and big managers you promoted, and even those Lao Shizi who were canonized according to the rules of the Yan people and led the troops.

One by one, they all ran to me, trying to find an excuse to let me abolish you in my name, and throw you out to appease the anger of Chu people. "

"It's normal to fly separately when a disaster is imminent. It has nothing to do with my grandson whether I suppress the same clan. Fortunately, those grandchildren in the clan who rely on the old and sell the old and have ulterior motives have taken care of them early. If they are in Fancheng now, how can they need it?" I contacted you to get you to come forward, I guess I will directly mobilize troops to tie me up as the magistrate."

"I ask you now, what to do!"

"Grandson thought you were always planning to hand me over."

"I'm not that stupid. When things come to an end, what else can I do without proving myself stupid!"

"You want to hear the truth?"

"nonsense."

"The first step is to clean up those who want to make trouble first, and then open the treasury. At this moment, money and goods are not important, and the morale is boosted by rewards;

The second step is to strengthen the city's defenses and tell the people in the city that the day when the Chu army breaks through the city is the day when the city is slaughtered, and no one can escape.

The third step is to stand by and wait for help. "

"Yan Ren, can you catch up? I heard that the Chu army's navy has already arrived."

"I'm afraid we won't be able to make it." Fan Zhengwen said bluntly, "If it's just the Chu army in the south, we can wait slowly next to each other, but when Nian Yao comes later, this city is really difficult. Keep it, even if the Yan people want to save, the waterway is blocked, and when will they come over Mengshan Mountain."

"So, that's what you told me, can't you keep it?"

"Grandson tries his best to keep it."

The old ancestor stared at Fan Zhengwen, pointed at him, and asked:

"I understand now, you left the Fan family long ago, you left the Fan family long ago!

You have already planned to die on the city wall, to die in that country of Yan, paving the way for your son, right?

You are waiting for the news to reach Yanjing after you die, and the new emperor of the Yan Kingdom will ennoble your son for the sake of your father's death in battle, right? "

"That's your great-grandson too."

"What I want is my own stability and wealth, I don't care about great-grandchildren or not!"

"Look, I'm following you."

"..." Old ancestor.

Fan Zhengwen squatted down, looked at the old ancestor, and said: "Guard it, it must be guarded. After all, this is the foundation of our grandparents and grandchildren. As for my grandson, I haven't worked enough. I still want to do something more." cause.

It's a pity that your grandson is not a great general. In fact, according to the current situation in Fancheng, even if you replace your grandson with that Lord Pingxi, it would be hard for a clever woman to cook without rice.

Otherwise, ancestors, do your fortune-telling and see if our Fan family has a chance to turn danger into good luck this time around? "

"Get out of here!"

"hehe."

Fan Zhengwen saluted solemnly and said:

"Old ancestors, as the saying goes, an old family is like a treasure, but there is another saying, have you heard of it?"

"Fast fart!"

"Old people live too long, and they may absorb the blessings of their children and grandchildren."

The old ancestor raised his palm, and there was a buzz in the small courtyard.

Fan Zhengwen was not afraid at all, and continued: "Yes, that's it. On the day of defending the city, grandson, I will go up with the black dragon flag of Yan Kingdom, and you will beat the drum behind my grandson.

Any movement of wind, rain and thunder will be adjusted to it.

We don't ask for any effect, but only ask for a heroic death, a death with something to say, and put it in the mouth of the storyteller, so that it can give them something to chew on.

The grandparents and grandchildren here, the more openly we die, the more generous the pension will be given in Yanjing.

Grandpa married you, and you have enjoyed the wealth of Fan Mansion for so many years;

One drink and one peck, one should pay it back. "

The old ancestor clenched his fists tightly and stared angrily.

Fan Zhengwen had a warm smile and a scholarly attitude.

"It's really my grandson, it's really... my own grandson."

"It's still too late for the old ancestor to wring my head off, otherwise, the grandson will have to go down to make arrangements, anyway, how many more days will it last?

What if? "

"In case...do you have any news?"

Fan Zhengwen shook his head, and said, "Grandson is trying to make you happy, as a filial piety."

finished speaking,

Fan Zhengwen flicked his sleeves, turned around, and walked out of the small courtyard.

After walking outside, he deliberately reached out and touched his neck, yes, the neck is still there.

At this time, a group of dead soldiers in white rushed over and knelt down in front of Fan Zhengwen.

Looking at the group of dead men in white, Fan Zhengwen felt a little bit embarrassed.

Raising dead soldiers is what rich and powerful families must do, but until now, he realized that these can only be regarded as small ways after all, if what is kneeling in front of him is not a group of dead soldiers, but a group of strong generals who know how to fight, then How nice.

"Papa papa."

Fan Zhengwen patted his face lightly a few times,

How could he be dreaming in broad daylight?

hand down,

The Patriarch of the Fan family regained his calm,

open the way;

"Go, those who have contacted the ancestors in the past two days will be killed. I hate people who eat my meal and want to overturn my table.

Hang their bodies on the street. "

"Obey!"

"Obey!"

At this time, there is no room for any more tactics of softening and dividing, but this kind of cruel method can only have a temporary effect.

but,

Fan Zhengwen didn't dream that he could hold on for a long time.

well,

After receiving the order to retreat, the dead soldiers who stayed beside him,

Fan Zhengwen looked around with some emotion,

What a pity, such a beautiful mansion.

In this world, no one is a god, and neither is Fan Zhengwen. The Patriarch of the Fan family did not hide anything when he was talking to his ancestor.

this city,

this home,

Keep it as long as you can.

It's a pity that Yingying Yanyan and the gold hairpins in this mansion have all grown up to be married to others.

"You have to arrange someone to watch them. Once the city is broken, you can't go for a walk. The twelve beauties of the Fan Mansion are considered to be somewhat famous in this Chu land. They have to hang a white silk in the ancestral hall in order to be considered worthy. Huatou always seems to be wasted."

Fan Zhengwen was walking in the mansion, looking left and right.

Looking at it, the eye circles began to turn red, and looking at it, the teardrops couldn't hang on.

take a deep breath,

Then wiped it vigorously with the sleeve,

Fan Zhengwen forced himself to calm down.

At this time, someone came to report:

"master."

"What's wrong?"

"Qu Peiluo led his troops to our city and asked us to open the city gate."

In the original plan, Qu Peiluo should stand firm in various military fortresses south of Fancheng, and the Fan family would support them, but Qu Peiluo directly ordered that all the troops under his command come to Fancheng.

The Fan family and the Qu family used to be in a slave-servant relationship. Although their status and status have been reversed now, it is precisely because of this reversal that the mutual fear between them can be said to be engraved in their bones.

"Hehehe."

Fan Zhengwen laughed,

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"Open the city gate and let them enter the city."

"This...Master, are you really going to open the city? Will this man surnamed Qu sell us directly after entering the city?"

"Just sell it, how much do you think we are worth now?

well,

Who told you, my lord, that I do business and think about people's hearts, and I think I am a good hand, but when it comes to leading soldiers to fight, although I have read some military books, I really dare not stretch out my hands.

Forget it, go to Kaesong, go to Kaesong, I will go in person. "

...

The gates of Fancheng were opened,

Outside the city gate, Qu Peiluo looked at the gate slowly opened in front of him. Although he looked calm on his face, he was really surprised in his heart.

He called to open the door by himself, and it actually opened.

The people behind Qu Peiluo also felt a little surprised.

The former young master of the Qu family stretched out his hand and waved forward,

ordered:

"Go into town."

...

Qu Peiluo did not enter Fan's house, because Fan Zhengwen led his family to greet his relatives, and the two sat directly in a teahouse near the city gate in the city.

Naturally, the teahouse is out of business now. With people panicking, who cares about drinking tea?

It just so happened that corpses were constantly being hung up on the street at this moment, which made the people in the city afraid to go out without authorization.

"It's quite lively."

Sitting at the table, Qu Peiluo turned his head to the side, watching the movement on the street.

"Cleaning up the door made Brother Qu laugh."

Back then, Qu Peiluo was the master, and Fan Zhengwen had to kneel down and kowtow to call himself a slave when he saw Qu Peiluo.

Now, Fan Zhengwen shouted "Brother Qu", but it was a bit of "courteous treatment".

Qu Peiluo also took a serious look at his family's former slaves, who are now rare royal relatives in the Great Yan Kingdom.

The new King of Yan succeeded to the throne, and his relatives... seemed extremely simple.

There is only one "little aunt" left in the mother clan, and the Fan family brought by the aunt is still far away in the "Chu State".

Relatives are said to be ordinary people;

This makes it really almost impossible to stage a foreign relative intervening in politics, at least in the new king's dynasty.

At the same time, it is precisely because of its rarity that it is even more precious.

"I didn't expect you to open the city gate." Qu Peiluo reached out to pick up a piece of dried tea and put it into his mouth, "I thought that after you didn't open the city gate, I could have an explanation with my subordinates. , Those who are willing to disperse will disperse, and those who are willing to continue to follow me, I will take them to Qishan, whether they fall into bandits or wait for the opportunity.

In short, originally I didn't intend to fight for your Fan family and the Dugu family's army in the first place. "

Perhaps it was because he had entered the city, so Qu Peiluo's words were very direct.

Fan Zhengwen poured tea himself, smiled, and said:

"Understandable."

Qu Peiluo's troops are actually quite a few, but compared with the private army of the Dugu family, they are a bit out of place.

"If there is a chance to fight desperately, I am willing to fight hard, but the problem is, even if I bring this group of brothers to the battlefield, I won't be able to last for a few hours in front of the Dugu family's army."

"What now?" Fan Zhengwen asked.

"With the city wall, it's different. It can be guarded for a while, and there is enough food and grass in advance. I heard that your home has been raided?"

"Yeah." Fan Zhengwen nodded, "Who would have expected that General Nian would somehow come in from Mount Meng."

"I had the same thought when I met Ping Xihou at the green beach."

He clearly had the upper hand, but somehow he was killed in front of the Chinese army by the troops led by the surname Zheng, and penetrated in one fell swoop.

"Where's the food?" Qu Peiluo asked, he was concerned about this.

"Originally, counting the food and grass there, it would be enough for Fan City for a year."

"What now?"

"The food and grass stored in the city is enough for three months."

"Can you last for three months?" Qu Peiluo couldn't believe it, "How much has your Fan family accumulated in the past few years?"

Fan Zhengwen replied: "More than half of them moved from your house."

"Oh." Qu Peiluo didn't get angry, but asked instead, "How dare you open the city gate for me? Do you really think that I, Qu Peiluo, can't get off this thief ship?"

"This thief ship, you can't get off at all."

"But I can sell you backhandedly. Now that my soldiers and horses have entered the city, I can give Fan City directly to General Nian."

"Then you will still die, or even die."

"But I can seek peace of mind, whether I am dead or alive, or it doesn't matter."

"Okay, I've already opened the city gate, and your troops have already entered. Take a look, right now, the soldiers of the Fan family and your troops are still at war.

If you want to do it, just order it. "

"What if I don't want to do it?" Qu Peiluo asked.

Fan Zhengwen pointed out the window,

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"The soldiers and horses of the Fan family are entrusted to you to command; the food, grass and military equipment of Fan City are also entrusted to you to distribute."

Qu Peiluo didn't speak, and took a sip of tea.

Fan Zhengwen stood up, moved slightly closer, and whispered:

"Young master, this servant knows your abilities."

"I'm not good at it, I keep losing."

Fan Zhengwen said: "Then it depends on who you have been losing to."

"Heh." Qu Peiluo followed up and uttered eight words, "The city is alive and the people are alive, and the city is dead and the people are dead."

Fan Zhengwen breathed a sigh of relief,

He poured some tea into his palm, then patted his forehead, and said:

"Actually, I don't know whether the Yan people will be able to rescue them in time."

"Thinking about it now, it's useless. If you can keep it for one more day, it's just one day. If you keep it, it's an explanation."

"Confession?"

"In the letter that the princess sent me a while ago, she told me that she was pregnant."

"How dare you..."

Fan Zhengwen's whole body froze.

"I haven't even touched the princess's hand."

"Huh..." Fan Zhengwen touched his face, not sure if it was the cold sweat or the tea stain he had patted on it earlier.

"She said that her child is half of Chu people's blood, and she hopes that when the child is a little older, he can have a home in Chudi.

Since you opened the city gate to let me in, then I will help her and her children to stay in this house in Chudi. "

"You really..."

"Bitch, is it?"

"No, that's not what it means..."

Instead of being picked out and whipped by the world by the history books of later generations, it is better to just leave a sentence, that I am just a concubine, and I am cheap.

"But, it's comfortable."