The ancient rammed earth city wall, eroded by the wind and rain years, is like an old face.
The mottled gate looked older than the face, and when it was pushed, it creaked and screamed, and the frame of the gate shook, and it was going to die in a moment.
Yang Fan looked up at the soldiers standing on the city wall, the weeds on the city wall were growing strongly, and they were more energetic than the soldiers at the head of the city.
Then, Yang Fan's gaze slowly descended and fell on Wan Guojun's body. single-handedly directed the bloody cases in Jiannan, Qianzhong, Lingnan and other places, and thus forced Wan Guojun, who was attached to the tribes in the three places, stood under the city with a smile and a groan, full of spring breeze.
As soon as he saw Yang Fan stopping, Wan Guojun walked forward slowly, arched his hand high, and said with a pleasant face: "Yang Langzhong, it's been hard all the way."
The official is late to greet him, so it's no wonder, haha" Yang Fan turned over and dismounted, arched his hand and said with a smile: "The lower officials went to Yaozhou and Manzhou, but they were not welcomed, but they were in danger again and again, and they were repeatedly regarded as thieves and almost lost their lives.
Unexpectedly, when I arrived in Panzhou, I was solemnly greeted by Wanzhong and Panzhou officials, which was really unexpected. ” Wan Guojun didn't seem to hear his sarcasm, but he straightened his expression and said seriously: "Yang Langzhong's words are wrong.
You and I are both chincha, and we can't talk about who is lower than whom.
If you talk about official positions, this official is the middle of the imperial history, which is much higher than you Yang Langzhong.
In terms of age and seniority, hehe, Yang Langzhong, you are a junior and a junior.
However, Ben Zhongcheng heard that Yang Langzhong's trip was to supervise Ben Zhongcheng's actions in Lingnan, so Ben Zhongcheng must not welcome him, and he will welcome him because he respects His Majesty."
There are many kinds of villains, one of which is like Wan Guojun.
The civil and military officials of Panzhou standing next to him saw that Wan Guojun was respectful and disdainful, and their disdainful attitude towards Yang Fan was revealed between their words, and they were even more in awe of his majesty and domineering.
Yang Fan listened to Wan Guojun's words, his face changed, and he immediately bowed to Wan Guojun very solemnly.
Wan Guojun was surprised and said: "What does Yang Langzhong mean?"
Yang Fan said solemnly: "Even if Wanzhong Cheng is thousands of miles away from the capital, he is still respectful and meticulous to His Majesty the Emperor, which makes the younger generations admire, and Yang has been taught." ” "Ahh Wan Guojun twisted his beard and blinked his eyes, a little unsure of what Yang Fan meant by such solemnity.
If you want to say that Yang Fan is really taught, so he is very respectful to him, and he doesn't believe it when he is killed.
After Yang Fan finished the salute, he said to Hu Yuanli with a look of shame: "Don't hide it from Brother Hu, I just saw the officials of Panzhou from a distance to greet him, and even Wanzhong Cheng stood solemnly under the door, Yang was proud in his heart."
Now thanks to Wan Zhongcheng's words, he woke up."
Hu Yuanli didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in this gourd, but he knew that he would never accept any teachings from Wan Guojun, but he didn't know how to answer the call to cooperate with Yang Fan, so he had to stroke his beard and nodded, smiling silently.
Hu Yuanli made this trick "shut up and Zen", at least he would not say the wrong thing.
After Yang Fan finished reflecting on Hu Yuanli, he took out the holy decree given to him by the emperor from his sleeve, touched it gently, and said very respectfully: "What Wan Zhongcheng said is very true, as an official of the imperial court, we should eat the court and the court, and as soon as we have rights and honors, they are all given by the Son of Heaven, so we should always be vigilant, and we must not be arrogant and get carried away." ” It is this holy decree that has nothing to do with him, but since it is a holy decree, whether it is a holy decree, whether it is a courtiers or a common people, they have to stand aside to show respect, because to some extent, it is equal to the emperor.
What's more, the emperor's holy decree to Yang Fan was originally to instruct him to supervise the officials of various provinces, and it had a lot to do with local officials and even other imperial historians such as Wan Guojun.
As soon as he saw that Yang Fan had asked for the holy decree, Panzhou Wenwu hurriedly looked solemn, flashed to the sides and stood on both sides, and saluted Yang Fan and his party again.
Just now Yang Fan arrived, everyone just made a bow, and now it is necessary for the president to bow.
The officials raised their hands high, from top to bottom, the waist pole bent deeply, and the leaders painted the scoop according to the gourd, followed by "a pinch to the ground", which is the most respectful etiquette when standing.
Unexpectedly, when Wan Guojun saw Yang Fan asking for the holy decree, he was dumbfounded. why Because Lai Junchen is the only minister in the Wu Zhou Dynasty, whether it is a major state ceremony or not, even if it is an ordinary driver in the Wucheng Palace, he must solemnly perform the ancient Zhou rites.
Lai Junchen saw Wu Zetian for the first time, and he saluted like this, when Wu Zetian was still the queen mother.
When Wu Zetian officially became the emperor, he considered himself a descendant of King Wu of Zhou, and after the great Zhou ceremony, he saluted even more.
Therefore, the Chinese military officials of the court, others usually bow their hands when they see the emperor, but they only come to Junchen to bow down.
When Wan Guojun becomes Zhongcheng, this matter will not be easy to do.
His predecessor knelt and bowed, and if he saw the emperor but changed the rules, who knows what the emperor felt in his heart Wan Guojun didn't have the courage to break the tradition, so he had to follow the rules of his predecessor and bow to Wu Zetian.
Now Yang Fan has invited the holy decree to come in person.
Wan Guojun just kept saying that he led people to greet Yang Fan this time, but to respect the emperor, so whether he worships or not, if he doesn't worship, today's events will be transmitted back to Beijing, will it leave a bad impression on the emperor that he has a different heart, one set in front of the emperor, and another set when he goes out of Beijing All these thoughts just turned in a hurry in Wan Guojun's heart, and he gritted his teeth, knelt down, and fell on top of the dust.
The officials of Panzhou looked at each other, helpless, so they had to kneel down as well, and dozens of people at the city gate suddenly became a head shorter.
Yang Fan held the holy decree in one hand and caressed the silky satin of the holy decree with the other, feeling comfortable.
Bow down, bow again, and bow down.
When Wan Guojun led the civil and military officials of Panzhou to get up again, the officials looked at Wan Guojun's eyes, and they were a little less in awe and a little more ridiculed before paying homage.
"Stealing chickens doesn't make rice" Wan Guojun was annoyed.
Although the poor people in Panzhou were poor and had just gone through a war, even if there were starving bones on the road, it was still easy for the officials to buy a few sumptuous banquets.
During the banquet, it was natural to mention Yang Fan's intention to come to Panzhou, and naturally he also had to ask about the current situation in Panzhou.
However, once Yang Fan asked whether the imperial history had violated the law and discipline in Panzhou, without Wan Guojun speaking, all the officials and leaders rushed to praise Wan Guojun for how wise, how to see through Feng Junheng's tricks and conspiracy, and how to quell the rebellion in a timely and decisive manner.
As soon as Yang Fan asked about Feng Junheng's consistent performance in Panzhou and the reason and process of this rebellion, Wan Guojun just glanced at it, and all the officials and leaders immediately rushed to complain to Yang Fan about how Feng Junheng fished the common people in Panzhou, how he bullied men and women, how he planned to make trouble, and how he deserved Yang Fan and Hu Yuanli glanced at each other and smiled.
Where is this a banquet, it is clearly a majestic banquet.
Wan Guojun is demonstrating to Yang Fan: "The entire Panzhou is already under my control, and you have nothing to do when you come."
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Yang Fan held the wine, smiled and glanced at those who were afraid of Wan Guojun like a mouse and a cat, and he didn't believe in these characters who could be the lord of a village and a herdsman in his heart, and he was really afraid that Wan Guojun would not dare to resist at all when someone supported them.
"Today's banquet is to catch the wind and wash the dust for Yang Langzhong, how can there be wine without Ge Leye" Wan Guojun clapped his hands three times with a smile, and a person who looked like a steward walked up to the hall and stood with his hands solemn.
Wan Guojun said: "Announce them to come up, sing and dance, and cheer for Yang Langzhong" "Yes" The man bowed and retreated.
Wan Guojun turned his head to Yang Fan and smiled: "Panzhou rebellion, this official is calm and calm, and it is swept and quelled in time.
Of course, General Chisato also made great contributions, and in the recital of the imperial court, the merits of General Chisato were naturally not buried. ” When Li Qianli heard this, he hurriedly put down the wine glass and arched his hand to him.
Wan Guojun said again: "The officials who accompanied Feng Junheng's rebellion have all been ambushed."
Yang Fan interjected: "Everything is ambushed" Wan Guojun rolled his eyes and said with a slight smile: "There may be a few remnants who have fled into the deep mountains and jungles, but it is no longer a climate. ” Wan Guojun snorted and said: "According to the laws of the imperial court, the family members of the offenders are confiscated as official slaves.
The women and boys of these criminal families have all been cut down and used as slaves and maids, ready to be sent to the palace to serve as palace maids and chamberlains.
Now they haven't sent it away, and let them sing and dance to cheer up Langzhong."
In a battle at the city gate, Yang Fan followed Wan Guojun's tone and asked for the holy decree and won the first game.
When it comes to this reception banquet, it is Wan Guojun's home field.
He first gave Yang Fan a dismount through the obedience and compliments of the local officials and leaders in Panzhou, and now he wants to use the official slaves to sing and dance, and then slap Yang Fan in the face.
Didn't you come here to support them, didn't you just want to protect them, now I have killed those who should be killed, I have copied those who should be copied, and there are some little cubs left, and I have castrated all the men, so that they can no longer be men; I will send all the women to the palace, so that they will be lonely in the palace for a lifetime, and they will never be women again How can you You and I He Wan Guojun's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he looked at Yang Fan defiantly.
Yang Fan didn't speak, his expression was solemn, he looked ahead, he didn't even glance at him, he just picked up the wine glass and took a sip slowly.
Others will always be more tolerant of the dying person, even if he is full of evil Even if Yang Fan didn't come to Panzhou, he was sure that Wan Guojun would be a dead man.
He came, not for Wan Guojun, but for a more long-term future, even so, why should he have a verbal dispute with a dying man Thinking about it like this, Yang Fan felt that he had not given an inch at the city gate before, which seemed a little redundant.
Wan Guojun stared at Yang Fan for a long time, Yang Fan neither looked at him, nor did he say a word, Wan Guojun smiled faintly, retracted his gaze boringly, and looked at the front of the hall with interest.
Eight young girls, eight teenagers, and sixteen children of convicts, dressed in colorful clothes, were walking up to the hall.
Feng Yuan was tall, so he stood at the head of the eight teenagers.
As soon as he walked in, he looked at Wan Guojun hatefully, and he was not the only one who hated to look at Wan Guojun.
Sixteen people, sixteen pairs of eyes, like a sharp arrow, had already shot Wan Guojun full of holes To be continued: