Devil’s Advent

Nanwang City is much bigger than Tuman City.

Rather than saying that this is an important border town, it is more like Shenzhen.

Business travel is endless, the population is dense, and the industry and commerce are extremely developed.

This is not difficult to explain why the fortress system including Green Willow Fort is so slack. This Yinlang County, where there is no half of the atmosphere of a frontier county, is simply the rich and small Jiangnan of Dayan.

Zheng Fan closed the window and stopped looking at the hustle and bustle of the street.

When the new official took office, except for the veteran Tie Sanzhu, no one set fire to Zheng Fan;

But I still have to go see my boss.

Zheng Fan didn't intend to be Dayan's lone minister, at least he didn't have that interest right now, so he brought two boxes of silver ingots with him this time.

Xiao Dahai, the commander-in-chief of Nanwang City, is the person Zheng Fan came to solicit relations with this time.

Since he came with money, he couldn't be so fanfare. Zheng Fan simply brought Fan Li and A Ming, a total of three people, and first found an inn in Nanwang City to settle down, and then he was going to see the situation and vote. famous post.

"Squeak..."

The door of the inn was pushed open, Fan Li walked in with a lot of food in his hand, and said cheerfully:

"My lord, Beihou cakes, Beihou fritters, Li's buns..."

Although the lineage of Zhenbei Hou has been stationed in the north of the town for a hundred years, it is very popular in Yinlang County. After all, the Li family's ancestral home is Yinlang County.

Because of this, many snacks in Yinlang County are related to Zhenbeihou or Li's family. It's a bit like in snack shops in later generations, you can always see the bulletin board saying that Qianlong ate my family's food when he went to the south of the Yangtze River. What and what is full of praise.

Zheng Fan took two Li family steamed buns from Fan Li, and said while eating:

"In the afternoon, we will go to vote for famous posts."

There are still a lot of things waiting to be dealt with at Green Willow Castle. We can't let everyone live in tents all the time. Is this here to get promoted and get rich, or to escape?

Ah Ming didn't eat, and was still trimming his nails patiently. Hearing Zheng Fan's words, he nodded.

"You don't eat?"

Zheng Fan remembered that Ah Ming even ate Maoxuewang in the past, but now he feels a little out of this world.

A Ming smiled and said:

"Well, thank you Lord for your concern, I can carry it for many days with a full meal."

As he spoke, A Ming subconsciously licked the corner of his mouth.

"Don't overeat, try to eat regularly."

"yes."

A Ming nodded in response, and then continued to trim his nails.

"Should I change clothes?"

Zheng Fan pointed to the sweater on his body.

In Beifeng County, because of the gathering of Husbands, it doesn't matter how fancy your clothes are, but Yinlang County is a bit "simple and simple".

"I'll look for it."

A Ming got up, rummaged through the packages of the three people, found a white gown, and handed it to Zheng Fan.

Dayan is still black, but because Yinlang County is close to the Qian Kingdom, it is inevitable that it will be contaminated with a little "literary style". The scholars or family members of Dayan here also like to wear a pure white gown or robe when they go out.

The clothes were prepared by Si Niang for Zheng Fan before she came, because according to the plan, she would stay in Nanwang City for at most two days, and then go back after making some connections, so she didn't bring extra clothes.

After changing his clothes, Zheng Fan opened his arms and admired himself.

Fan Li, who had just put the last piece of Beihou cake in his mouth, looked at Zheng Fan and smiled silly;

"Ali, how are you doing, do you look like a scholar?" Zheng Fan asked.

Fan Li nodded vigorously,

road:

"Like a mourning."

"..." Zheng Fan.

…

"Actually, are you really mourning?"

At the gate of the General Military Mansion of Nanwang City,

White lanterns were hung all over the place, and the servants standing at the door were all dressed in white clothes, and the guests who came to express their condolences kept coming in and out.

Zheng Fan stood in front, A Ming stood beside Zheng Fan, and Fan Li stood at the back carrying two boxes of silver ingots.

"A Ming."

"Um."

"Go to the nearby merchants and ask, who died in the General Military Mansion."

"Yes, my lord."

After a while, Ah Ming came back and said calmly:

"My lord, Xiao Dahai is the one who died. He said he died of illness last night."

After confirming the news, Zheng Fan really couldn't laugh or cry. He hesitated for a while, but Zheng Fan still felt that since he came, he had to go up to worship and send his share of the offering.

"A Ming, do you have any silver with you?" Zheng Fan asked.

"I don't bring any money with me when I go out."

Zheng Fan looked at Fan Li again, and said:

"Ali, give me all the money you have left."

Ali put the two boxes on the ground and made a gesture to open them.

"Don't, don't, don't touch that silver."

Fan Li scratched his head in doubt, didn't he tell him to carry the money back and give it to Mr. Zong Bing.

"When he's alive, it's no problem to send two boxes. Since he's dead, then..."

A Ming on the side answered:

"Depreciated."

"Yes, it has depreciated."

Fan Li nodded and said:

"Yes, dead chickens are cheaper than live chickens in the market."

Zheng Fan stepped forward and took out some broken coins from Fan Li's body, which were left over from Fan Li's previous shopping on the street.

He weighed it in his hand and felt the weight,

"It's almost done, Ali, you carry the silver back to the inn, Ming, you and I go in to express our condolences. By the way, Ali, wash your mouth after returning to the inn, I always feel that your mouth is open today."

Fan Li nodded, obediently picked up the pole again and headed back to the inn.

Zheng Fan walked into the gate of the General Military Mansion together with A Ming.

There is a servant leading the way at the door, and after entering the inner door, there is a long table with five or six clerks sitting on it.

Zheng Fan stepped forward and handed over the silver in his hand.

The clerk in charge of registering Zheng Fan looked at these pieces of silver, and was taken aback for a moment. When the commander-in-chief passed away, all the dignified people in Nanwang City would come to express their condolences, but he is still the first one to send the memorial money like this. meet.

To use an inappropriate analogy, it is equivalent to attending someone else's wedding in the later life and holding a lot of five and ten yuan as a gift.

But the quality of the people in the General Military Mansion is indeed excellent, and they still act according to the rules. First, they took out a small scale, weighed the broken silver, and then turned the book of favors to Zheng Fan, and at the same time handed over a pen, signaling Zheng Fan to stay here. Write down your name.

Zheng Fan signed his name, and turned the book of favors to the civil servants.

The clerk looked down and smacked his mouth. He had never heard of a high-ranking official surnamed Zheng in Nanwang City. Of course, high-ranking officials would not give broken silver as a payment, but he still reminded:

"Please leave your hometown, if you have an official status, please leave your official status."

This is the relationship between human beings, there are back and forth.

Zheng Fan shook his head and said:

"No need, the boy's family is in decline. He was once favored by the general soldier, but his official career was not smooth and his family business was difficult. He heard the bad news of the general soldier, so he borrowed some money to send his heart. It doesn't matter if you stay."

Ah Ming who was standing behind heard these words, lowered his head slightly to make his smile less obvious.

I also have some emotions in my heart,

When Zheng Fan just woke up, he didn't even dare to leave the inn, but now he seems to have fully integrated into this world.

Hearing this, the official stood up and bowed his hands to Zheng Fan, greatly moved, and said sincerely:

"Respect and righteousness."

"you are welcome."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Fan pointed to the inside and said, "Let me go and offer incense to Your Excellency."

"please."

Zheng Fan didn't hesitate anymore, turned around and entered the inner house. In the inner house, banners were hung everywhere, ashes of paper money were flying around, and the air was filled with the strong smell of incense sticks.

More than 30 Taoist priests were reciting scriptures, but because it was the first day and there were many guests who came to express their condolences, they just sat cross-legged and recited scriptures quietly without any real "practice".

In the corridor, Zheng Fan saw a man in a blue gown sitting there. The man was about thirty years old, tall and sharp. Although he was sitting there, he had a heroic air. .

The reason why Zheng Fan paid special attention to this person was not because he was forced by his "heroic spirit".

It is purely because this person looks a little familiar, coupled with this ancient style of attire, Zheng Fan can't help but think of Lu Bu in the old version of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms\

,"Well, that is, later the head of the 358 regiment.

The other party seemed to have sensed Zheng Fan's gaze, and not only met Zheng Fan's gaze directly, but also immediately stood up and walked towards Zheng Fan.

The moment he got up, Zheng Fan also noticed that the other party seemed to be relieved.

This detail made Zheng Fan seem to see himself back then.

Back then, I was obsessed with the creation of comics in the studio. In fact, I was considered a standard otaku. Sometimes when I went out to attend some public events, I often looked like this.

It's embarrassing, sitting there, you don't know what you are going to do, you can only pretend to be very calm and play with your mobile phone there, as if the mobile phone is such a fun thing.

At this time, if someone can chat with me, talk, and have a few conversations, even if I sell comics and you sell floor tiles, they can have a lively chat, anyway, they are all living in the grid.

"Brother, are you from the army?" The other party took the initiative to greet Zheng Fan.

After being a school lieutenant for so long, he is used to giving orders all the way from north to south, so he naturally has such a smell on him.

In fact, Zheng Fan thinks there is another most important reason, that is, after wearing the armor for a long time, its shaping effect is much better than that of a back. Even if you take off the armor, your walking and standing posture will change. It is very different from ordinary people.

Zheng Fan immediately clapped his hands and responded, "Yes, the new guard at Xiacui Liu Castle, Zheng Fan."

"Oh? Coincidentally, Zuo Jiqian is the new guard at Xiaji Tuibao."

Chicken burger?

good,

It's also my family.

I am Chicken Tender Fort.

Anyway, Zheng Fan is no longer interested in complaining about Yan people's naming skills, and it's no wonder that people in Gan country laugh at you for being uneducated, and you act like a KFC.

In fact, Ji Tui Fort was named to commemorate the general surnamed Ji who died in the battle when he knew that there was no reinforcements behind him but refused to retreat a hundred years ago.

"Brother Zheng also came to express condolences to Lord Zongbing?"

"Exactly."

Zheng Fan felt that the guy in front of him had some brain problems, or rather, he simply didn't know what to talk to.

There is a funeral going on here, I am not here to express my condolences, is it possible that I am here for an outing?

"Oh, the magistrate and more than a dozen patriarchs near Nanwang City are expressing their condolences. I'll wait."

Oh, and there's still a queue.

Zheng Fan nodded, walked to the side where Zuo Jiqian was sitting before, and sat down too, while Ah Ming took the initiative to stand behind Zheng Fan.

After Zuo Jiqian sat down, he immediately faced Zheng Fan, smiled, and pursed his lips, probably anxiously looking for a topic to talk about or not.

Seeing this, Zheng Fan took the initiative to say:

"Where is Brother Zuo from?"

"Huwei Zuo Family."

Zheng Fan raised his jaw slightly, hissed, rich second generation.

There are seven counties in the country of Yan, and there are many clans. There are many people with the same surname. Some of them may have branched off from the same family hundreds of years ago, but most of the people with the same surname have nothing to do with each other. Add a prefix in front of it.

For example, a certain house in such and such a place.

Just like the Zhang family in Guangdong and Guangxi and the Zhang family in Yangjiawa,

Can it be the same?

Zheng Fan suddenly thought of a question and asked:

"Brother Zuo, do you still have the walls of your Chicken Leg Fort?"

Hearing this question, Zuo Jiqian immediately showed a wry smile, shook his head and said:

"To tell you the truth, Brother Zheng, I just took office not long ago, and it took me a long time to find my place to live. Except for the rammed earth, I didn't even leave a single brick."

"Then I'm fine, I have a lot of bricks."

With someone worse than himself, Zheng Fan felt much more at ease.

"Brother Zheng, where is your ancestral home?"

"I'm from the North, and I don't have a family background."

No family status means no family status, and Zheng Fan did not say what kind of poor family he is. In fact, poor family did not refer to ordinary people in ancient times. According to the standards of later generations, it is almost the same as your parents are department-level cadres. It can barely be called a poor family.

As for ordinary people's houses further down...you don't even have a door.

"Bei Di?" Zuo Jiqian didn't show any disdain on his face, this scion's self-cultivation is still very good, he looks like an honest person.

Zheng Fan added:

"Beidi is actually just one door."

Zuo Jiqian opened his mouth, trembled slightly, and said:

"Brother Zheng is from the Hou Mansion?"

Zheng Fan nodded subtly and politely.

"Disrespect, disrespect!"

After all,

Zuo Jiqian actually stood up again, saluted Zheng Fan,

road:

"The Hou family has suppressed the barbarians for a hundred years, but all the soldiers of Dayan look up to me!"

"Brother Zuo, be polite, be polite."

Zuo Jiqian sat down again, and immediately spoke again:

"Brother Zheng, as far as I know, many other forts have also recently sent new defenses. I feel that the imperial court intends to reorganize the defense line of Yinlang County. It is planning to go south..."

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand, patted Zuo Jiqian on the shoulder, and said meaningfully:

"Brother Zuo, you and I are soldiers, not those scholars."

"Brother Zheng said yes, he said yes, it was me, Meng Lang."

At this time, Zheng Fan saw a group of guests coming out of the mourning hall after expressing condolences.

"Brother Zuo, let's go and offer incense to the commander-in-chief first, and we will find a wine shop to discuss in detail later."

"Okay, it's exactly what I want."

Zheng Fan and Zuo Jiqian walked towards the mourning hall. When they entered, they saw a tall and thin man comforting the widow and dutiful son. Behind the tall and thin man stood more than a dozen elderly people.

Zuo Jiqian lowered his voice and said to Zheng Fan:

"That person is Mr. Lin, the magistrate of Nanwang City, and he is surrounded by the patriarchs of the nearby big clans."

Zheng Fan nodded, and went up to collect incense with Zuo Jiqian.

The mourning hall is huge,

A fine sandalwood coffin is placed in the center.

Perhaps it was because there were too many guests who came to express their condolences, and the Yan people were not very interested in etiquette, so, in order to pursue efficiency, incense tables were placed on all sides of the coffin.

It is equivalent to increasing the number of security checkpoints from one to four, which is convenient for the flow of people.

Even so, the people standing by and waiting to offer incense still surrounded the mourning hall several times.

Especially the magistrate, who was still doing a show for the people, and was accompanied by the patriarchs of so many nearby clans, which hindered the evacuation of people.

But no one dared to go up to urge them, and even had to cooperate with the expressions beside them.

When the magistrate is serious, everyone must be serious, and when the magistrate smiles, everyone must smile to the same degree.

Zheng Fan was almost dizzy from the smoke, and regretted in his heart. He knew that he would come in and wander around for a few laps before leaving.

At this time, A Ming, who had been standing behind Zheng Fan, suddenly put his mouth next to Zheng Fan's ear, and said softly:

"My lord, there is a voice in the coffin."

Zheng Fan's eyes were fixed immediately, he tilted his head slightly, and said:

"you sure?"

"Sure."

Excluding the unrealistic possibility that Mr. Zongbing's family members deliberately threw some pet dogs or cats of Mr. Zongbing into the coffin to accompany him,

That can only mean one thing...

Zheng Fan suddenly felt what was going on in this world. He was in the north, and it was understandable that the barbarians liked to play with corpses. Why did they encounter corpse fraudsters when they came to the south?

"If I had known earlier, Liang Cheng would have come with me."

Zheng Fan joked.

Zombies meet zombies, just like fellow villagers meeting fellow villagers, they can always chat a few words.

However, at this moment,

The mutation happened suddenly!

"boom!"

There was a loud bang,

The coffin lid suddenly bounced into the air,

Everyone in the mourning hall shouted immediately,

immediately,

A hand lifted from the coffin,

Holding a ball-like thing on the palm, there are many densely packed pores on it.

Without waiting for everyone to react,

There was a "click" sound inside the ball,

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!!!!"

Countless thin needles shot out from the ball in all directions!

In the nick of time, Ah Ming grabbed Zheng Fan's shoulder and pulled Zheng Fan back, at the same time he took the initiative to stand in front of Zheng Fan.

"Ah!!!"

"Ah!!"

"Ah!!"

In the mourning hall, there were countless screams.

Zheng Fan also felt that A Ming's body trembled several times in front of him. Obviously, he also got several injections.

"hiss…………"

When the mourning hall is in turmoil,

A Ming took a breath first,

Then he deliberately turned his head to look at Zheng Fan who was blocked behind him and protected him,

asked:

"My lord, I didn't hear what you said just now, can you say it again?"

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Thank you Siyan for becoming the 54th leader of "The Devil Comes"!

Well, besides, driving once in a while can cultivate one's sentiments, so please don't drive too much in the barrage. Originally, the names of Yinlang County and Green Willow Fort Long really didn't want to use words to explain it...

Well, how about writing more useful barrage, knock on the blackboard!