In the evening, Zheng Fan woke up a little late the next day because of the delay in discussing the needlework of the soft armor with Siniang in the tent.
However, it was better to wake up early than to wake up coincidentally. Just as Zheng Fan was squatting at the mouth of the well brushing his teeth with a toothbrush, he saw two people riding horses approaching on the road in the distance.
"Hey~~~ back!"
Zheng Fan got up while reaching out to take the hot towel handed by Siniang to wipe his face,
road:
"People are coming."
Man, it did come.
There were two people, a man and a woman, the man was dressed in black and had an unremarkable appearance, the woman had a beauty mole on the corner of her mouth, her eyebrows were full of spring, and she was only in her twenties.
However, it was the woman's feet that attracted Zheng Fan's attention the most.
In the other three countries, there is a custom of binding women's feet. Whether it is the literati of the Qian State or the nobles of the Chu State, they are all obsessed with the three-inch golden lotus;
However, because several generations of emperors of Dayan had issued a decree to prohibit domestic women's foot binding, if there were foot binding among the palace and honorable women, the family would be punished;
Therefore, although the people of Yan State secretly imitated it, it did not become a fashion in Yan State.
On this woman's feet, she was wearing a pair of green embroidered shoes.
But this style made Zheng Fan feel a bit similar to the assassin who hid in the coffin and cast the rainstorm pear blossom needle that he saw in the mourning hall yesterday.
Whether it is the same person, Zheng Fan is not sure, in fact, there is no need to be sure.
"Du Juan, the left leader of Yinlang County, the secret spy department, is ordered by the Marquis to ask Zheng Shoubei to send troops to help arrest the thieves in the academy."
This woman named Du Juan was very polite, and first showed Zheng Fan her identity token.
? Then put away the token, and saluted Zheng Fan with fists in both hands:
"The humble post has seen the guard."
"Miss Du, you are welcome."
Zheng Fan didn't take a major either, so it's better to be more polite with the "Jinyiwei".
Instead, I found it very interesting in my heart. There was a high probability that yesterday's assassin and myself who killed the assassin yesterday would stand face to face and say hello to each other.
"Master Zheng, I don't know when we can leave."
"You can leave now."
"good."
Zheng Fan glanced at Liang Cheng who was standing beside him, and Liang Cheng understood.
Soon, a contingent of 400 barbarian cavalry was ready to go.
"Miss Du, please guide me."
"Your Majesty Zheng is too polite."
Zheng Fan and Du Juan rode in front, and the man who accompanied Du Juan was followed by Liang Cheng, and behind them were nearly 400 barbarian cavalry.
Green Willow Castle has been abandoned for a long time, and there are many farmlands nearby, so the road conditions in and out are not suitable for a large group of people and horses to gallop, and everyone controls the speed of their horses.
However, the blind man said yesterday that when the Green Willow Castle is being rebuilt, this road will also be widened and repaired. As for whether the road construction will occupy the land of the farmers, this is not under consideration, because the fields near the Green Willow Castle are very large. Most of it was the farmland that originally belonged to Cuiliu Fort. After Cuiliu Fort was abandoned, the nearby fields were occupied by farmers.
Therefore, these lands are legally owned by the state.
"Master Zheng, are you going to start construction on Green Willow Castle?"
Rhododendron obviously found something.
"Miss Du also saw that the current fortress is only suitable for raising chickens. If it is not renovated, people will not be able to live in it at all."
"However, my subordinates didn't see in the document that Mr. Zheng submitted the note of please rebuild the fort. The guards of other fortresses have all sent notes to the above."
Zheng Fan's heart shuddered.
Oops, I actually really forgot about this, and so did Blind Bei.
Perhaps the idea of ??insisting on independence and self-reliance is too strong,
Neither Zheng Fan nor the blind man expected to report to the higher-ups for the construction of the fortress.
Zheng Fan started his business, recruited soldiers by himself, and bought armor and war horses with his own money, and he got used to playing by himself.
Of course, the most important reason is that the Green Willow Castle is too slack. Obviously, the higher-ups don't pay attention to it, so I feel that it is unnecessary to report to the higher-ups.
"When I was in the north, I did a small business and had some savings. If I think about things I can solve by myself, I don't want to cause trouble for the court."
"Master Zheng is so righteous, the little girl admires him."
"You're welcome, Miss Du, you're welcome."
In fact, if Du Juan really wants to investigate, Zheng Fan thinks that she should very likely find out.! "
"Where is the pride of my big Yan scholar?"
"Da Yan Wenfeng, don't die!"
Emotions are contagious, and with each injection of chicken blood, the passion of the academy students under the archway was ignited again.
Zheng Fan was getting closer and closer to them, and the barbarian cavalry behind him were also getting closer and closer to them.
At this time,
A middle-aged man in white shirt ran out from the crowd under the archway,
Pointing at Zheng Fan,
scolded:
"Yinggou, I am Sanshi Huang Zichong, do you know where this place is?"
First come up with a word of eagle dog,
In reporting the name of hometown,
Be famous as early as possible, and hype should be done in a timely manner.
Routine, routine, are all routines.
If Zheng Fan leaves here, he will be famous in the future.
Zheng Fan didn't like him,
Continue to ride the horse forward.
Seeing this, Huang Zichong pointed to his neck and roared:
"Hawk Dog, you know that the blood of people with lofty ideals is inexhaustible!"
Zheng Fan's horse came to Huang Zichong.
"Hawk Dog, our generation of literati can die, but our strength of character will last forever!"
Zheng Fan drew out his knife,
"Come on, chop here, chop here, chop here if you have the guts, I see if you dare"
Zheng Fan swung his knife,
"Pfft!"
Huang Zichong's head broke away from his body, turning and turning in the air, his eyes were full of disbelief.
"Plop!"
Huang Zichong's head fell to the ground.
The headless corpse began to spurt blood.
next moment,
The audience was dead silent.
All the students in the academy and the great Confucian teachers were shocked.
To break this dead silence,
It's Zheng Fan,
He restarted his horse and started to move forward.
The moment the horseshoe was raised again,
?The hundreds of people from the academies who were originally turbulent and turbulent, and the hundreds of Yanwen people who were arrogant, completely collapsed.
They started to flee backwards crazily, the old professor and the great Confucianism were squeezed to the ground by the crowd, trampled on the ground and screaming, the scene was extremely chaotic.
A student who took the lead in shouting "The Day of the Dead is today"
At this time, his face was full of horror,
?Screaming while knocking away the classmates beside me and running towards the back hill desperately:
"Mother, they really dare to kill people, they really dare to kill people ?