Devil’s Advent

"The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the light boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains."

Zheng Fan was sitting on the boat, holding a glass of Daze Xiangtong in his hand.

When drinking tea before, Zheng Fan also knew this way, but it is only now that he knows how to drink it. This tea has to be brewed, and it has to be bit by bit on the lips;

This tea, like wine, has a lot of stamina, so it has to be tasted slowly, to lengthen and spread out the feeling of comfort and dizziness.

In the past, Zheng Fan actually used it as a "sleeping pill", and fell asleep after drinking a big cup or a big tank.

This method was just taught by Fan Zhengwen.

Fan Zhengwen is indeed a wonderful person, and he teaches very carefully.

"I didn't expect that there are so many ways to drink tea." Zheng Fan laughed.

"Master Hou, I have never expected to go to war before. There are so many ways. In this world, you still have to pay attention to a certain skill and specialize. There is almost no one who can know everything and do everything."

"I've only seen one."

"Oh?" Fan Zhengwen asked curiously, "May I ask who the master Hou is?"

Lord Zheng Hou shook his head, not intending to continue this topic.

Qu Peiluo, who saw Lord Zheng Hou's thoughts, said, "The poems that Lord Hou recited earlier can be said to be magnificent, but there will be one thing that remains unclear at the end. Now our ship can't do it fast."

The ship was going upstream, and it was carrying a lot of people and goods, and it had to respond to the soldiers and horses marching on the shore, so naturally it couldn't get up quickly.

Fan Zhengwen said;

"This poem by Lord Hou is not about this time, let's go back this time, but about the last time Lord Hou led his army into Chu by boat and personally opened up a new pattern of the battle between Yan and Chu.

At that time, Lord Hou was majestic and heroic, and the tiger under his command was ready to go. He was close to the boat, but he spread his wings like a kunpeng.

The sound of apes on both sides of the strait is nothing more than the incompetence and anger of the Chu army, which is not worth mentioning;

So eager, so passionate, so chic,

The crossing of the Ten Thousand Mountains is just waiting for nothing. "

Hearing this, Qu Peiluo said helplessly:

"Oh, I shouldn't have asked. The buffoon is myself."

There are many dramas in Chudi, and various teams emerge in endlessly. The image of funny buffoons has actually long existed.

In the last battle against Chu, Lord Zheng led a surprise army into Chu, first burned the city of Yong, and then blocked the regent, and then, with a counterattack, killed Qu Peiluo and his Qingluan army who came to protect King Qin On the green beach.

But, who would have imagined that now everyone can sit in the same boat and drink the same pot of tea.

"Ugh! Ugh!"

There was vomiting.

It's not that someone deliberately wanted to cause any physical discomfort to this "shameless" flattery. The person leaning against the side of the boat and vomiting was a young little bodyguard, but he was wearing silver armor, showing that he was extraordinary and valued.

It was Chen Xianba.

"Xianba, how many times is it?" Zheng Fan asked.

Chen Xianba finished vomiting, wiped the corners of his mouth, clasped his fists and said, "Master Hou, this subordinate is so careless, what an embarrassment to Master Hou."

Fan Zhengwen said: "Brother Chen went out to kill the Zhu Kingdom of Chu State at a young age, if this is nothing, then Fan Mou really has no face to continue sitting here and drinking tea. "

In the battle outside Fancheng, the Dugu family's army was pushed back. After Dugu Mu's relatives led the central army, the one who died in the battle and had his head beheaded was Chen Xianba.

It stands to reason that this kind of military merit, no matter how big the reward is, it is not an exaggeration. In the end, Lord Pingxi transferred him from Jin Shuke's personal barracks to his brocade-clothed personal guards.

No one would think that the Marquis of Pingxi would not be rewarded for his merits. In fact, this is the greatest reward. Everyone knows that the Marquis of Pingxi was taught by King Jingnan.

He has military merits by himself, and after a few years of experience and influence by Lord Pingxi's side, after he is released, he must soar into the sky, and he can directly be on his own.

"Xianba, didn't you say that you are the best at fishing?"

"Going back to Lord Hou, what my subordinates mean by fishing is not fishing in a fishing boat, but jumping into the water to catch fish."

Zheng Fan nodded upon hearing this.

Nine out of ten people who are authentically born in Yandi are pure landlubbers.

It is precisely because of this that the formation of a new round of Wangjiang Navy will absorb a large part of Jin people.

"Just get used to it. Don't be afraid. As a general, not to mention that you can be proficient in everything, but you should also dabble in any aspect. In the future, if you attack Chu or attack Qian, the sailors of these two countries will become my big swallows." The problem faced by the iron cavalry."

"Thank you for the teaching, Master Hou. This subordinate understands that after returning home, this subordinate will practice water skills."

"Um."

"This child is a lucky one, Lord Hou is so blessed." The ancestor of the Fan family walked out of the cabin.

Fan Zhengwen got up, Qu Peiluo hesitated for a moment, and got up too.

In the past, Qu Peiluo was the master, no matter how senior the ancestors of the Fan family were, they were just slaves in front of him, but now they have started all over again.

On formal occasions, even the Emperor of Yan Kingdom should be regarded as a junior in front of this person.

Zheng Fan was still sitting on the chair, dipped in some tea, and sipped it slowly.

The ancestor of the Fan family sat in Fan Zhengwen's place, looked at Zheng Fan, and said with a smile, "Don't you believe me, Lord Hou?"

"I believe it."

It seems that Zheng Fan's indifferent response made the ancestor a little unsure of how to proceed, and the scene was a little embarrassing.

Fan Zhengwen said;

"Actually, the real thing should be that Lord Hou himself is blessed with great blessings, and those of us are also able to share in this part of the blessing because we follow Lord Hou."

The classic chicken-and-egg sycophant.

The old ancestor glanced at his grandson, and had to say that this grandson's ability to speak is indeed great, but unfortunately, he always intentionally makes himself angry in front of him.

Zheng Fan put down his teacup, shook his head, and said:

"This Marquis believes in fate, but this Marquis never thinks that he is the one with good fate."

Immediately afterwards,

Zheng Fan pointed at Chen Xianba and said:

"It's the same with you, you think your own life, okay?"

Chen Xianba hesitated for a moment,

But in the end, he was facing Lord Pingxi, his idol all the time, and after he joined the army and experienced this long-distance raid led by him himself, after winning, Lord Pingxi was like a god in his heart;

"If you go back to Master Hou, the subordinates feel that their lives... are very good."

"Is the life of General Nian good? From a slave to the position of General, now?

Dugu Mu and Shi Yuantang, how are they doing? Hundreds of years of family blessings have fallen on them, what is the result?

Fate is good, don't be complacent, because you don't know whether the person you are facing, his life, is better than yours?

Benhou said that his life is average. You may not believe it, but it is true. On this point, there is really no need for Benhou to deliberately be humble and exaggerate.

How many times, Ben Hou's life is also hanging by a thread, and some escaped by chance, but most of the time, it is forced out by that one breath.

in addition,

In Benhou's hands, many people who thought their fate was good have died, so many that Benhou himself can't count them;

Among them, some of them had lives that even this Marquis envied.

Life is water, and oneself is tea;

Although some people will say that what kind of mountain spring water or what kind of old well water makes tea taste better, but in essence, the quality of tea depends on the tea leaves. If the tea leaves are not good, no matter how much water you add, no matter how good the water is. , also in vain. "

Chen Xianba knelt down and kowtowed,

road:

"Subordinates remember Lord Hou's teachings!"

Qu Peiluo also stood up and saluted.

The old ancestor was a little dissatisfied and said: "Master Hou, you really don't feel pain in your back when you stand and talk."

Zheng Fan nodded,

road:

"If you talk to Ben Hou like this again, Ben Hou will order someone to take off your clothes and hang you to the mast."

"..." Old ancestor.

Fan Zhengwen wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The old ancestor's face turned red and white, but finally stood up and saluted:

"I know I was wrong."

"When the Fan family used to be slaves, they were also local emperors in their own family. Later, when they were in Fancheng, they were more down-to-earth little princes. No one was in charge of them. Anyway, you can speak and do things according to your mood.

But this time the Fan family moved to Yanjing,

As a Hakka, entering the officialdom of the Yan State, your grandson will definitely be cautious, this is not a concern for the Marquis;

And you,

Prosperity and wealth probably exist, but for most of this life, the withdrawn temper of admiring flowers and grass for most of his life, if he doesn't restrain himself, he will be troubled sooner or later.

Don't think that the emperor will take care of you in the face of kinship, let's put it this way, the emperor is very similar to Ben Hou in this respect. "

Fan Zhengwen hurriedly saluted and said:

"Thank you, Master Hou, for your guidance."

"Old man, old man, I have gone back to the house to rest, and I shouldn't have come out, Lord Hou, I will retire."

The old ancestor really couldn't stand being scolded by this man who was much younger than his grandson like scolding a child, so he had to get up and leave.

After she left, the men present all laughed.

"well."

Fan Zhengwen sighed, and said: "Actually, I really want to go to Fengxin City where Master Hou is. If I think about it, I can live a more comfortable life."

Lord Zheng Hou shook his head and said:

"It's useless for you to go to Benhou's. There are better financial experts than you in Benhou's place."

"..." Fan Zhengwen.

Blind people pay more attention to specific affairs, such as the establishment of ideological politics and bureaucratic system, while Si Niang is a financial operator.

In the past few years, Master Zheng Hou has repeatedly made military exploits on the battlefield, and it is really inseparable from Si Niang's management at home. Si Niang is Xiao He of Master Zheng Hou.

Fan Zhengwen's abilities conflicted with Siniang's, and both of them overlapped in terms of the overall financial situation and design. If they were just to be a leader in charge below, there was no need for Fan Zhengwen's level.

Moreover, the Hou Mansion is now the actual "country" of Eastern Jin. How could it be possible for the finances to be in the hands of outsiders? Then there is really no secret at all.

"Master Hou, you are really direct." Fan Zhengwen said with a wry smile.

"It's good to go straight, we are comfortable with each other, after going to Yanjing, let's do a good job, help the emperor, and straighten Dayan's finances, so that Dayan can recover as soon as possible.

This kind of battle, which can be won after a battle, but has to be withdrawn again, the Marquis does not want to continue fighting. "

If you win, you have to retreat, at most grab one and leave, it seems to have made a profit, but compared with the real expansion of the territory, it still lacks the real enjoyment.

It's a pity that although Yan State has a large territory, it can't continue to carry out war logistics supplies.

"Don't worry, Lord Hou, I will definitely do my best."

Qu Peiluo opened his mouth and said, "Master Hou, what will be the final arrangement?"

He asked very candidly.

"How do you want to arrange it yourself?" Zheng Fan asked.

"Of course I'm following your orders, Lord Marquis."

"You, it's really not a good arrangement." Zheng Fan stretched his waist, "Fan Cheng has already arranged people."

It's Gou Moli.

"Zhennanguan, it's not suitable to arrange you, you dare not take over, and this Marquis is not at ease;

In the case of Xueguan, although Benhou’s strategy of restraining Xueyuan has achieved a lot of results, he has not really freed up his hands to completely integrate Xueyuan. You are in Xueguan, and Benhou is not at ease. Dacheng The country's lessons are not far away.

As far as Yupan City is concerned, the distance is too close, and this Marquis is afraid that you will be wooed. "

Qu Peiluo's eyes twitched;

The young master of the Qu family felt that he was very open and honest in responding to Lord Zheng Hou's previous words, so regardless of his embarrassing status, he took the initiative to ask about his future arrangements;

Who would have imagined that Lord Pingxi really practiced what he just said, and he felt like he was looking for a crack to get in.

But in Fan Zhengwen's ears, when he heard the words "being drawn over there", he just pretended that he didn't hear it.

Master Zheng Hou rested his chin with his hand,

laughed:

"Well, let's put it aside, I really can't let go of you, I know your ability, this time Fan Cheng can stick to it, it's also thanks to you."

If Fan Zhengwen came to guard by himself, Fan City would only last for two days at most, and no more.

Furthermore, Qu Peiluo was originally a "high-achieving student" who had received Qu's good family education and inheritance. The reason why he lost to Lord Zheng Hou in Qingtan was also because he was born with hands. In the past two years, he has matured a lot.

Lord Zheng Hou changed the subject,

road;

"Fengxin City still lacks a general soldier to take charge of Fengxin City's defense, and I'll leave it to you."

Originally Fengxin City's defense, the nominal chief and deputy directors were Xue San and Fan Li, but these two were actually just names, and it was appropriate to hand them over to Qu Peiluo.

Qu Peiluo knelt down,

"Thank you Marquis."

"Do you think I'm taunting you on purpose?"

Qu Peiluo shook his head and said:

"Master Hou, you have great courage."

It is too contemptuous and naive to give up one's wealth and life for a "taunt".

"That's good."

Zheng Fan stood up,

"That's it. I'll go back to the cabin to rest. By the way, are the Chu soldiers and horses following behind?"

Qu Peiluo replied: "Should still follow."

The team that Marquis Zheng was in did not choose the shortest distance to return to Fengxin City. Instead, they took a detour, took the big river, went north and then entered Wangjiang, and finally went to Yingdu first.

Because of the poor information caused by the distance,

Lord Zhenghou doesn't know yet, he has already been named "Pingxi King";

In the same way, Yanjing City had just issued a decree to become a king, and they didn't know that Dayan's new prince had performed the feat of circumcising the general of Chu State in front of tens of thousands of people.

However, Lord Zheng Hou received the first order from Yanjing City, the prince is coming.

Before he left Beijing, the emperor told him that he would send the eldest son to him.

Firstly, this is a symbol of the deep relationship between the emperor and the Xihou Mansion, and secondly, it is also a tradition of the Ji family, just like the friendship and trust between the first emperor and Li Liangting was established when they were young;

However, sending it at this time this time also contained the emperor's full support for him.

Lord Zheng Hou intends to go to Yingdu to pick up the prince himself, oh no, it's not the prince who picks up, but the children of Xiaoliuzi's family.

This little face should be given to Xiao Liuzi.

It is precisely because of the "road" that to a certain extent, it is considered to be out of Fan Cheng's actual control range. In addition, this time the soldiers and horses are left for Gou Moli, and the rest of the soldiers and horses who are going back are also divided into several groups. There are several batches of Luhe, so there are actually not many guards on board and off the ship with Lord Zheng Hou right now.

But even so, the Chu people did not dare to take the initiative to attack. The main force assembled by the Chu people was still south of Fancheng, and the Chu army dotted here was the defenders in the nearby Chu army fort and county town.

Rather than saying that they are expelling the "Yan people", it is better to say that they are "sending off".

Qu Peiluo thought for a while, then said:

"Should still follow for a while."

"It's hard work for them too, haha."

Zheng Houye patted Qu Peiluo on the shoulder, turned around, and walked into the cabin where he lived alone.

At this moment, Si Niang was sitting there looking at the account books, and at the same time was still writing and drawing.

"Still busy." Master Zheng Hou came over and hugged Siniang from behind.

"My lord, the whole family of the Fan family moved to Yanjing, and the little dog has taken over Fancheng, so we have to take over the business that originally passed through Fancheng, and the slave family has to make some arrangements."

The battle is over, but the business will continue.

The emperor forbids it, but the people below cannot be controlled by the emperor alone. The smuggling business has been unstoppable since ancient times.

The same is true of the Chu people, and the same is true of the Yan people.

And for many Chu people, I hate Yan people, but I have no hatred with Yinzi.

In the area in the east of Shanxi, it is the established policy to use commerce and trade as a big carriage to drive the rapid development and recovery of other areas.

"It's been too hard, you should take a rest."

"It's just a trivial matter, there's no need to rest." Siniang didn't take it seriously.

Many times, when he was with Siniang, Lord Zheng Hou had a feeling that he was being taken care of by a strong woman.

In fact, it is true.

Except for occasionally appearing to be manly when fighting, in daily life, whether in bed or under the bed, it seems that he is the one who is being manipulated.

"Next, let's focus on finding a solution to see if we can solve that problem," Zheng Fan said.

"There's no need to worry about this, Sister Liqing is already pregnant, isn't she?"

"Different."

"Anyway, they are all the Lord's children, so what difference does it make if they come out of their womb?"

Zheng Fan sat down next to him and said: "It's still different. We can spend more time and look for it. Famous doctors can look for it. Qi practitioners can also look for it. Now that we have money and power, we don't worry if we don't get it." try to find.

Come, eat a grape. "

Zheng Fan peeled a grape himself and brought it to Si Niang's mouth.

Siniang suddenly pushed the grape away,

cover your mouth:

"vomit……"

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at night