The scene of the business trip was naturally grand. Hundreds of guards followed the staff to hold high representatives with money and umbrellas, and thousands of soldiers lined up outside the city gate. When Fang Zheng ordered the start of the journey, the soldiers slowly drove northward, wherever they passed. The yellow dust was everywhere, and the official road was filled with a solemn and murderous aura. Whether it was big or small or ordinary people, they all avoided the side in panic. The courageous people had already knelt in awe in awe in the loess beside the official road, and they did not dare to raise their heads a little until the imperial envoy left, and then they dared to stand up, pat the yellow dust on his hem, and continued on the way.

Wen Sen had arrived from Yangzhou. At this moment, he was approaching Fang Zheng's mount and whispering to report what he saw in Yangzhou.

"Sir, since General Feng defeated the chaos army at the foot of Guangfu Temple, his subordinates and others followed the chaos army to outside Yangzhou City. The chaos army was defeated. There were only more than a thousand people left, but they did not enter the city, but entered a mountain called Funiu Mountain."

"Funiu Mountain? Hey, why is this name so familiar?" Fang Zhengshun touched his mouth, "As soon as many bandits in the opera appeared, the name he reported was Funiu Mountain. Could it be this Funiu Mountain?"

Wen Sen hurriedly patted the horse and said, "Sir, but now Funiu Mountain doesn't have the ability to call it a name in the Green Forest. The Qinglong craftsman is the first to be known on the Green Forest Road. The literary and martial arts of the adults are all skilled in both the court and the world. As the adults often say when they teach their subordinates, gold will always shine. The adults shine brightly, it is really a piece of pure gold roar."

"Wow, it's over. It's too over." Fang Zheng smiled proudly at the sky, then tried hard to put his face down and said in a deep voice: "Stop flattering, I am a humble official. Your sugar-coated shells are useless to me. Tell me the serious matter, what happened later?

Wensen said: "Later, his subordinates followed the more than a thousand defeated soldiers from afar and went into the abdomen of the mountain. When he found that the abdomen of the mountain was empty, they did not know whether it was natural or man-made, and several huge caves were formed. The entrance of the cave was covered by towering trees and dense plants. The subordinates followed the abdomen of the mountain and found that there was a different cave. It was so vast that it could contain tens of thousands of soldiers. All the food, drinking water, and bedding were all included. Including the more than a thousand defeated soldiers who entered, there were still thousands of people in the abdomen of the mountain. They practiced day and night, regardless of morning and evening, and their combat power was "very strong. The subordinates were afraid of being alarmed, so they sent a few people to lurk at the foot of the mountain to report this matter to the Lord. What should I do? Please decide.

Fang Zheng's expression was condensed and he said in a deep voice: "Has the trace of the King of Thailand been found in that cave?"

Wensen shook his head and said, "No, you can see clearly in the cave at a glance. I searched and searched for a long time. There was no trace of the King of Thailand."

Fang Zheng frowned: "These grandsons who hide their heads and tails are just causing trouble for me. I burned the bird mountain with fire. I can't see if they can't show it out. I pretend to be mysterious. Humph! I burned your hair. I see if you show it out."

Wensen praised: "The metaphor of the adults is really "appropriate, very appropriate."

After thinking about it, Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "Forget it, those five thousand people are definitely not the main force of the King of Thailand. Let's leave it for the time being. Let's make a good arrangement when we enter Yangzhou City."

"Yes, sir."

The two were whispering, and suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves coming from the official road behind them. When they looked back, they saw a luxurious and exquisite carriage coming quickly towards the imperial envoy's ceremonial guard.

Wen Sen looked at it, then smiled at Fang Zheng, "Sir, that seems to be the carriage of the Han family.

Fang Zheng was stunned and before he could speak, he saw the guard in charge of the rear guard coming forward, shouting loudly to stop the carriage, and the carriageman stopped the horse. A flawless white hand stretched out from the carriage, lifting the bead curtain, and what caught his eye was a pretty face with a stunning and unconventional face. He was staring at Fang Zheng, who was riding on the horse not far ahead, without saying a word for a while.

Fang Zheng was stunned when he saw it. Why did Han Yizhen chase him out of the city?

Wen Sen is the most Ji Wu. After blinking his eyes, he knew about it. Seeing Fang Zheng was stunned, he couldn't help but laugh: "I'm the subordinate, Su Wen, the head of the Han family wants to betroth his third lady to the adults and form a family with him. This matter has spread throughout Jiangnan. I just think it's a rumor. Now it seems that this is true.

Fang Zheng turned his head and glared at him.

Wen Sen hurriedly smiled and said, "Of course. The adults have always been upright and can't be straightforward. How can beautiful and wealth be moved by the adults? The adults must have given their requests to the head of the Han family without hesitation, and refuse without hesitation. The subordinates deeply admire the adults' moral character as clean as the snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains."

Fang Zheng sighed with a sigh and said, "Do you think I am willing to reject Han Zhu? Alas! It's really "there are tigers in the family, and they are eyeing each other. If I take another room, I'm afraid it's "I'm afraid it's"

Speaking of this, Fang Zheng's voice was a little choked: I'm afraid he would be castrated by the tiger. From then on, he will never be able to save thousands of women and compatriots again. I'm so kind

Wen Sen Dahan hurriedly said, "Sir, Miss Han has been waiting for a long time, you might as well go up and ask,"

Wen Sense smiled and said, "As the saying goes, men chase women, across the mountain, women chase men, across the layers of yarn. Miss Han's family has already chased out of Suzhou City for the sake of adults. Why don't adults say hello?"

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up, and then he smiled eroticly. Yes, Lao Wen said it very reasonably. A woman chased a man with a layer of gauze. This girl was chasing her out of the city in a carriage. Could it be that this young master was as graceful as a young master in a turbid world, and had already entered the beauty's heart? The beauty had already fallen in love with me deeply, but she was always embarrassed to say that when she saw me leave Suzhou today, she put down the girl's reserve and shyness, and chased her out of the city to express her feelings to me?

Oh! What a bloody plot, but I like it. "Being too handsome is indeed a kind of happy trouble roar...

With a solemn expression, Fang Zheng tried his best to make himself serious and affectionate, and at the same time, he also had some regrets and grief that a lover could not finally get married. He rode his horse to the carriage. After blinking a few times, he actually made him blink two bubbles of tears, which were full in his eyes, swaying, waving but not falling, and his acting skills were really superb.

Before speaking, Fang Zheng sighed affectionately and sadly: "Han Hong, go back, what I like is Paizhi..."

Han Yizhen frowned and said coldly: "What are you talking about?"

"Well, Miss Han, you'd better go back. Although you have deep roots in love with me, why do you and I have been born at the wrong time and meet too late, and you will never be destined to be together. I just sigh that lovers cannot finally get married. God will make people feel uncomfortable."

Han Yizhen's beautiful eyes were a little angry, staring at Fang Zheng with hatred. The beauty was full of anger and joy, but her eyes were really not worthy of being staring at Fang Zheng.

It is more reliable to use "cut into pieces" one by one.

Fang Zheng still spoke the "feeling" of sucking the beautiful woman with endless drinking, and he was so sad that he was obsessed with it.

"Miss Han, you'd better go back. How can Fang be so lucky? How can you be so beautiful? How can the Fang family resist it? It's really a wife in the family who knows and loves Fang. I can't let her down, so I have to endure the pain and put my deep affection in my face." Fang Zheng looked sad and said that he could not help but almost shed tears when he said that he had deep affection in his heart. If he really had this deep affection in his heart, how could he bear it? Such a good cabbage, I don't know which turtle cattle will be given a gift in the future.

He once whipped the famous horse because of drunkenness, fearing that the beauty would be exhausted. At this moment, Fang Zhenger was also worried and felt extremely uncomfortable.

Or, I might as well give her a pack of roars and let her get into my wine later. I pretended not to know anything and asked her to push me. Wouldn't this be the best of both worlds?

Han Yizhen looked at him coldly and suddenly said in pain: "Have you finished speaking?"

Fang Zheng wiped his tears and said sadly: "There are a few more words, wait for me to think about how to tell you, only

"You don't have to say it, it's me." Han Yizhen interrupted him coldly and said, "I'm here to follow the imperial envoy to Yangzhou to help the imperial envoy handle the case and clear the civilians of the Jiangnan officialdom. You don't have to be so embarrassed. Because there is nothing to make things difficult for you. If it weren't for my father's order, even if I killed me, I wouldn't want to be with you. You should be relieved."

"Ah?" Fang Zheng had tears and snot on his face, and he looked stunned. He looked at Han Yizhen blankly, and had not spoken for a long time.

After all the time I performed together, I was just being self-indulgent?

Hately, Fang Zheng shook his sleeves, his face full of resentment, shouted at the guard who wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, "What are you looking at? Have you ever seen a handsome guy rejected? The whole army drove away! Humph!"

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The army continued to move forward, and the carriage that Han Yizhen was riding into the central army. After slowly following Fang Zheng's horse, Han Yizhen quietly lifted the corner of the bead curtain of the carriage. Seeing Fang Zheng riding on the horse, he muttered a few words from time to time, and then raised his middle finger to the sky and gestured with his angrily. "The look of resentment was beyond words. Seeing this, Han Yizhen's tense face showed a smile, and a beautiful arc was drawn from the corner of his mouth, which was particularly touching.

Miss, do you really don’t like him?” In the carriage, Han Yizhen’s close maid Zhu'er asked quietly.

When Han Yizhen heard this, his pretty face, which was smiling on the Internet, suddenly became tense again, and said coldly with a stern face: "I wish I could cut this shameless person into pieces. How could I like him? Don't talk nonsense, let's hear it, and I thought that this lady had a bad attitude and could not be on the table."

Zhu'er stuck out her tongue and stopped talking. But she was in doubt: The lady has never pretended to be strangers, but the lady clearly smiled at the back of the Lord Fang. "Don't she like him?"

When the army was not moving for a long time, Wensen suddenly pulled his horse to Fang Zheng, pointed his hand backwards, and said, "Sir, another carriage is here."

Fang Zheng said crazy: "Which lady is looking for me again? I don't owe so much debt in Suzhou, right?"

He waved his hand to stop the army. Fang Zheng turned his horse's head and looked back, but saw another luxurious and exquisite carriage coming towards the army.

The guards in charge of the rear team's guards were all tactful this time and they stopped him. The guards looked at Fang Zheng with respect and admiration. Fang Zheng was happy and entangled in the eyes of the guards.

The carriage had not stopped yet, and Fang Zhengwang was about to go forward, but he saw a young man jumping from the carriage. He was tall and slender, with a square scarf loosely on his head, wearing a black long gown, with jade tied with belt, and a very particular jade pendant hung on the jade belt. After a closer look at his face, he saw that his lips were red and white, and his face looked like jade. His every move showed his noble temperament, and he was a handsome young and romantic figure.

To be honest, this young man was a little handsome than the eldest young master. This made Fang Zheng feel a little unhappy. A sour jealousy gradually surged from the bottom of his heart and continued to his mouth. When he vomited, he felt his mouth full of sourness and was very uncomfortable.

Fang Zheng snorted angrily: The young man's face is all silver-like wax gun head. The more handsome the man is, the worse he is, the worse he is. If a woman follows him, she is like a widow."

Wensen hurriedly echoed: "Yes, yes, yes, what's the point of adults' words? If a woman besieged her husband, she should find something practical. Just as a persistent and strong person like an adult, is the choice of good people who are chasing thousands of women in the world!"

Fang Zheng was overjoyed when he heard this. He patted Wen Sen's shoulder with relief to show his praise. The little unhappiness just now disappeared without a trace.

The young man jumped out of the carriage, and the guards beside Fang Zheng looked at the imperial envoy in surprise. His eyes were very complicated. In addition to admiration, there was also a bit of ambiguous color, which made Fang Zheng feel uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly alive.

Fang Zheng was shocked, opened his mouth and argued: "I don't know him."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped talking. He found how pale and powerless it was to explain it, and it had a meaning of wanting to cover it up.

Fortunately, after the young man jumped out of the carriage, he didn't even look at Fang Zheng. He walked straight to Wei Yizhen's carriage. His eyes were red and his face was full of sorrow. He bit his lower eyes tightly, his cheeks were bulging high, and he looked very angry. He stood in front of the carriage and remained motionless, as if he had entered a state of concentration.

Seeing this, Wensen frowned and whispered to Fang Zheng: "Sir, this person is too rude. Do you want your subordinates to ask someone to fork him away?"

Fang Zheng shook his head and said with a smirk: "What's the hurry? It's not our business anyway. I want to see the fun, so I don't need to guess. This is probably a lovely dispute, hehe."

Old Man Han Zhu tried hard to match his marriage with Han Yizhen, but Fang Zheng clearly knew that he had no affection for Han Yizhen at all. At the same time, he also knew that Han Yizhen had no good impression of him, so he could see this ancient costume bloody romance drama with a sense of gloating. He rode happily on the horse, holding his chin with one hand, and waiting for the male and female protagonists to have a few affectionate dialogues: "You are ruthless, you are cold, you are unreasonable."

"Where am I ruthless, cold, and unreasonable?"

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It is endless and endless, which can be considered as adding fun to the lonely journey of the imperial envoy.

It’s a pity that the expected bloody and affectionate dialogue did not happen. The young man stood quietly in front of the carriage for a while, but turned around and walked straight towards Fang Zheng.

"Are you the imperial envoy Fang Zheng?" The young man stared at Fang Zheng tightly, his tone full of anger, and a hint of arrogance and prejudice?

Fang Zheng was stunned. He was just in a lively position and planned to have fun. Why did he become the protagonist of the romantic dispute again? The drama is wrong!

Before Fang Zheng could answer, Wen Sen, who was standing beside him, was furious and shouted: "Bold! How noble is the imperial envoy? How dare you call him his name? I'm not dead? Come here."

Fang Zheng reached out and stopped him. He tried hard to squeeze out a generous smile and said, "Yes, this official is Fang Zheng. What's the point of this young master?"

The young man snorted coldly, looked directly at Fang Zheng without fear, and said angrily: "What an imperial envoy, I have only been going to Jiangnan for a few days, and it has made the whole Jiangnan chaotic. It's okay, you have taken away someone's wife and insulted my aristocratic family. May I ask Lord Fang, did the emperor send you to Jiangnan and ask you to marry a wife and take a concubine?"

As soon as this was said, all the guards beside Fang Zheng were furious, and with a clang, they drew their swords and stared at the young man with an unkind face. Just waiting for Fang Zheng to give him a command, they wanted to kill him under the horse.

Fang Zheng was shocked when he heard this, but ignored the disrespect in the man's tone and said, "What did you say? Take the wife? I, who did I take?"

The young man snorted coldly, opened his mouth and heard a faint sigh from the carriage: "Brother Ye Shi, why are you doing this?"

The slender hand lifted the pearl curtain, revealing Han Yizhen's cold and pretty face. The young man looked at him, as if he was breathing rapidly. His angry expression swept away, and a little redness appeared on his face. He stared at Han Yizhen obsessedly. He couldn't speak for a while.

The maid Zhu'er helped Han Yizhen get off the carriage, walked to the young man, sighed, "Brother Ye Shi, how can everything be done in the world be as good as you and me? It's better to go back. My father has already compiled a book to Ye Mansion in Hangzhou. After all, if you go back to Hangzhou, the Lord will tell you clearly.

Fang Zheng also got off the horse. He wanted to be a gentleman who would not listen to the inappropriateness. After pretending to walk away a few steps, he suddenly felt unwilling to accept it. Why should I be a gentleman? Others pointed at me and accused me of taking away my wife. I have become one of the protagonists of the incident. Why should I go away?

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng wandered around the place, then turned back, walked to Han Yizhen openly, and said with a clear cough: "This" Sister Yizhen, what's going on? Why did I become a fucking me? Cough cough, Xiaosheng has lost his composure, how did Xiaosheng become a villain who took his wife? Please tell me without hesitation."

The young man glared at Fang Zheng when he heard this.

Han Yizhen smiled and pulled the corners of his mouth, saying, "This young master; he is the second son of the Ye family in Hangzhou, Jiangnan, named Ye Minzhi. The Ye family and my Han family have been friends for many years. If Lord Fang did not go to Jiangnan this time, I am afraid that the young lady will be the fiancée of Brother Ye Shi,"

In ancient times, women talked about their marriage out of being reserved or flirtatious. They were inevitably ashamed to speak, but Han Yizhen did not shy away from it and talked freely, which showed the grace and grandness of the children of aristocratic families.

Fang Zheng was stunned when he heard this, and then he soon understood the whole story. It was mostly because Han Zhu had previously promised Han Yizhen to marry the son of Ye Minzhi. But later he went to Jiangnan and had a good relationship with the Han family. Han Zhu had other concerns. From the overall perspective, the Han family defected to the court, which was equivalent to indirectly offending the aristocratic family in Jiangnan. Perhaps the Ye family was also deeply dissatisfied with the Wei family's actions. Han Zhu happened to see his daughter fighting with the imperial envoy, like a pair of happy enemies, so he simply put his old face in his pocket and directly regretted the marriage to the Ye family.

But looking at the situation in front of him, the second young master of the Ye family seemed to have deep love for Han Yizhen. He was a junior in front of Han Zhu. Han Zhu regretted his marriage, and Ye Minzhi had no choice but to chase him. He had to sit in a carriage and follow Han Yizhen's footsteps. To be more eccentric, this guy was trying to save his love, and by the way he accused Fang Zheng, the evil man who snatched his love with his sword.

After thinking through the whole story, Fang Zheng couldn't help but feel aggrieved. Unconsciously, I became the third person who everyone called for a fight. I was so unfair! Who should I ask for? The King of Thailand is still waiting for me to catch him, but now I am in a romantic dispute again. Look at this matter is in chaos!

A helpless smile. Fang Zheng walked forward and wanted to pat Ye Minzhi on the shoulder. Ye Minzhi snorted angrily, twisted his body, and avoided Fang Zheng's hand.

"Brother of fiancé, I'll just tell you this. I really don't know about you and Miss Han. I can swear to God, look at my face, how sincere, right? You really misunderstood me,"

It would be fine if I didn't say it. When talking about this, Ye Minzhi couldn't help but be angry. He felt a surge of blood rushing to his forehead. He looked at Fang Zheng's expression and became more and more hatred. He clenched his hands tightly into fists, and put them in his sleeves so much that he was trembling with anger.

The hatred of killing his father and the hatred of taking his wife is the most irreconcilable deep hatred in the world. Fang Zheng could understand Ye Minzhi's mood. When Luo Yueniang was besieged by the bandit named Yang in Erlongshan, his reaction was more intense than Ye Minzhi. Therefore, as an imperial envoy, he did not put on airs and still persuaded him with kind words.

"Brother of fiancé, you have to control your emotions and listen to me to explain to you carefully. I am really wronged. Look, Miss Han's face is not good to me. Even if I want to take it, I can't take it away. Mr. Ye, don't get it wrong. Actually, I am also a victim."

"Ah, Mr. Ye, if you have something to say, your eyes are so scary, I'm a little scared." Ah! Mr. Ye. Don't wave your fists, I'm more people than you, you can't beat me, I'm a person who hates violence.

"Ah, Mr. Ye, you poked me. Attacking the imperial envoy is a beheading. Are we more gentle?" Mr. Ye, ah! Ye" Damn! Grandson named Ye, hey, do you believe me or not? "I will beat you up?"

"Yoho? How dare you do it? Damn it! A tiger doesn't show its might, and it's my sick cat? Come and cut him off! Even his mother doesn't recognize him!"

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The guard had been waiting for Fang Zheng's words, and he heard this and went forward to beat him up without saying a word. Ye Minzhi was immediately like a poor boat, and was soon flooded by the guard's fist foot.

Fang Zheng had a blue face, his whole body was trembling with anger, and he felt both aggrieved and angry. His handsome face was sometimes blue and white. After holding it in for a long time, he held it in a few words from the cracks of his teeth, saying: "I hate violence!"
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