Chapter 909 The pavilion by the lake is ups and downs, and Fan Bainu and Hu are in a siege
A graceful woman wearing a veil hat on her head, but compared to the lady’s ladies who were renamed “Qianlu” by literati and scholars in the Central Plains, the woman’s bamboo-brimmed curtain hat looks rough. The three strong entourages who followed her had a steady aura, looked like a tiger and wolf, and their hair was strange and not as good as those of the people from Northern Liang. Fortunately, the street outside the mansion of the Deputy Jiedushi of Beiliang Road was empty at this time, otherwise it would inevitably cause people to imagine.
A middle-aged strong man closest to the woman whispered to her after looking at the style of the mansion, and after getting the answer, he was full of anger. The woman with a special identity immediately scolded her in a low voice. The burly man was obviously still a little dissatisfied and muttered, without stopping. Under the hat, the woman seemed to be quite helpless about this. The guard of Qiexue was originally a direct descendant of the high-ranking officials in Beiting, the person around him was even more unusual.
She was actually a little curious about the meeting place of the young vassal king. According to Zhu Wang’s spy in Xijing, General Yang Shenxing, who was in Beiliang Road, was not having a good time, and the mansion temporarily placed under the name of a veteran should not have undertaken such military affairs. However, since Qingliang Mountain has already made such arrangements, as a guest from afar, she can only be forced to accept it. In fact, the worst situation she expected was most likely that she had not even seen the outline of Liangzhou City, and the group of four died quietly on the way. Now that the young vassal king is willing to show up, it is a good result. Her familiarity with Qingliang Mountain and the Northern Liang Iron Cavalry was far from comparable to the three arrogant and arrogant Qi Xue Wei around her. These three people probably only dealt with the servile Southern Dynasties survivors in their lives, and their understanding of the Northern Liang border army was only on the paper of some rough military and literary intelligence.
The person who led the way for them was a middle-aged man with a kind expression. He was dressed properly, not luxurious, but delicate and smooth. A middle-aged man who looked like a man in charge of the mansion was also followed by a young maid with a delicate face, but she had a seductive figure of breasts, bee waist, fat buttocks and long legs. If she were lying on the bed, she might look like a rouge horse. Even the woman with a hood couldn’t help but look at the maid in the mansion, not to mention the guard Qi Xue beside her. She didn’t hide his hot eyes. She swallowed, suddenly smiled, accelerated a few steps, and reached out to touch the maid’s slender waist. The woman with a hat had no time to stop it, but the burly and timid Xue Wei did not succeed. Her arm was gently held by the middle-aged manager who turned around and stopped at some point. The man struggled hard for a moment, but he couldn’t move. He felt like he was facing a great enemy, and there was no slight contempt in his eyes. However, no matter how he increased the force, he could never break free from the white five fingers that looked more like a scholar in charge.
The middle-aged manager did not face the guard Qi Xue at all, but looked at the woman with a hat and said with a smile: “This is not your Beimang. You have never given a custom of giving beautiful concubines and maids. If you have the ability to make a woman fall in love at first sight, that is the real ability.If not, you should keep the people around you honestly, this girl. Otherwise, in the past twenty years, we in Beiliang have been familiar with how Beimang treats guests. “
After saying these words, the middle-aged man let go of his five fingers calmly. The burly man with red face was caught off guard and staggered backwards. Another young coward Xue Wei quietly took a few steps forward and reached out to support him. He then stood firm.
The humiliated Beimang man was furious and reached out to hold the white rainbow knife on his waist that only the royal family could wear, and he was about to draw the sword in anger.
The middle-aged man was indifferent to this, and his face was still calm and gentle. He glanced at the strong man in Beimang who seemed to have only muscles but not brains, and smiled and said, “If you want to use this to test our prince’s bottom line, then I, as a servant, can’t help but advise you: This move is meaningless, and it’s not interesting. “
The burly man suddenly restrained his irritable expression, but he still held the gorgeous sword and stared at the hidden martial arts master in front of him.
At the same time, the bruises on his wrists disappeared instantly.
It is obvious that the middle-aged manager is good at managing the business, and this Qi Xue Wei, who was deliberately embarrassed before, was definitely not a good-looking lamp.
The woman in the curtain asked calmly: “This gentleman should not be the manager of the deputy governor’s mansion.”
The middle-aged man did not hide and nodded, “I am on duty in Qingliang Mountain, doing some chores, and welcomed and sent him to the house. “
She suddenly realized, with a little respect in her tone, and asked with a smile: “But the Minister Song Da, who was born in the Wutong Courtyard of the Prince’s Mansion.”
Both generations of father and son served the middle-aged man in the Xu family in Beiliang. He first gestured to the maid to continue leading the way, and then walked side by side with the woman with the veiled hat who recognized him, and said with a smile: “I don’t expect that the princess has heard of me, too. “
The woman with the curtain hat is Princess Qingluan, whose pseudonym Fan Bainu, and has the reputation of being the first-hand man in the grassland. The story between Fan Bainu and her former guardian of Beiliang, Chen Zhibao, was also widely circulated in Beiliang.
She said softly: “The King of Shu once mentioned Mr. Song’s father many times during chatting. “
The great butler of Qingliang Mountain, Song Yu, frowned and did not answer.
Nowadays, even many of the spies who entered the Fushui Room later did not understand the old manager who had been coughing all year round. In fact, just like Li Yishan of Tingchao Pavilion and Chu Lushan today, they are the founders of Fushui Room. The reason why Lao Kui was imprisoned at the bottom of Tingchao Lake was that he could not defeat Jian Jiuhuang, but why Jian Jiuhuang stayed in Qingliang Mountain as a groom is another secret thing that had long been submerged in the depths of the secret store of Fushui Room. After Xu Xiao was appointed as the king, he was a vassal of Beiliang, countless Central Plains remnants and the wild grass in the rivers and lakes went to Qingliang Mountain to report to the Xu family.If you can’t kill the old lame man, it’s because Xu Xiao had Xu Yanbing and Han Laoshan, the younger brothers Wang Xiu, who were close entourages at that time, then the prince Xu Fengnian, who often wandered around the three states of Beiliang, had an open servant entourage around him. If you say you were jealous of the seeds of Beiliang generals who were also inactive, it would be quite reasonable to meet the true master of the world, but it wouldn’t be enough to meet the top assassin of the world. Why was Xu Fengnian still able to jump to the point of hereditary life?
Song Yu, the manager of Wutongyuan at that time, was an inconspicuous person with a gentle and gentle temperament. In his early years, he seemed to have been busy drinking and paying for His Royal Highness the Unscrupulous Crown Prince all day long, and presented gold and silver plaques to those Rangers who had fallen into the eyes of his master. It was like a harmless guy who only did some wiping his butts for His Royal Highness the Prince. It was the truth of everything.
Before Bai Hu’er looked at all the secret books of Chaohu Arsenal, there was actually another person who took the lead in completing this feat, and this person was Song Yu. Although he was severely injured when he was young and suffered a difficult disease, he still only had the physique of a second-grade young master, regardless of his high vision or the various secret techniques of the mysterious realm that have learned from the many families, Song Yu can be regarded as the second person after Xu Fengnian, Qingliang Mountain.
When Fan Bainu was led by Song Yu to a lakeside pavilion, he almost recognized the young vassal king at first sight.
There is no difference between host and guest or superiority in the seats in the pavilion. Around the young vassal king sat a graceful scholar in white, a tall and majestic old man, and a middle-aged man with a look similar to that of the old man.
After seeing Fan Bainu and his party, the young vassal king slowly stood up, walked to the top of the steps, and smiled to welcome the enemy princess who quietly sneaked into Liangzhou.
For some reason, after seeing this scene, Fan Bainu not only felt relieved, but instead hated this young man named Xu even more.
She herself didn’t know why this was the case. Maybe it was this person who forced Chen Zhibao to leave Beiliang, maybe it was the identity of Xu Xiao’s eldest son, maybe it was the sequelae of the tragic battle of Hulukou that came to the Beimang King’s tent, maybe it was the news of Hong Jingyan’s death that he had just heard not long ago.
Fan Bainu quickly suppressed the disgust in his heart and tried his best to keep himself calm. After all, if a little strange thing appears in front of a martial arts master like Xu Fengnian, he will be caught.
Although the four men were drinking, there was a small and exquisite pineapple case in the pavilion, and the whole set of tea sets was available. I guess this was the way to treat guests in Beiliang – treating women outside the battlefield.
Sure enough, the beautiful maid with a charming figure followed Fan Bainu to the steps, with her eyebrows and eyes low and her steps lightly. She sat on one side of the table and started cooking tea skillfully.
With the end of Hong Jiabei, there were many remnants of the Spring and Autumn Period who were in heaven and noble, bringing a elegant atmosphere of the Central Plains with spring breeze and rain to the powerful people of the Northern Mang. Drinking tea is one of the things.Before this, Beimang’s impression of drinking tea in the Central Plains was nothing more than two actions of putting tea leaves and pouring tea. Now, even the complicated rules such as the Seven Forbiddens and Twelve Rights that are more particular than the Dafeng period have become regular rules and are well-known.
Xu Fengnian sat down again, staring at Fan Bainu who took off his hat, and introduced her to the identities of the other people, namely Mr. Bailian from Longhu Mountain, Yang Shenxing, currently the deputy governor of Beiliangdao, and Yang Huchen, the son of Yang Shenxing, who was temporarily appointed as deputy general of Jizhou. Finally, she said that she was not an outsider, and Princess Qingluan spoke freely.
While Fan Bainu was thinking carefully, Xu Fengnian suddenly looked at the three Beimang Qixue guards outside the pavilion, and withdrew his gaze and said slowly to her: “If I remember correctly, the white rainbow sword of the golden peach-skin sheathed was produced by the Yelu royal family thirty years ago. There were only sixteen of them. Apart from the few hidden in the king’s tent, the entire Beimang was given nine. Huang Songpu, Liu Gui and Yang Yuanzan have all obtained them. The last two are as if Dong Zhuo was given the title of King of the Southern Court and Zhong Tan to be promoted to Xia Nabo. People outside the pavilion can carry this knife on their waists, and it is obvious that they are old things that have been hanging for many years. I believe that my identity will not be lower than that of the princess. It is better to go to the pavilion to drink together and taste the green ants in our Beiliang.”
A hint of surprise flashed in Fan Bainu’s eyes, and he was about to speak, but the young vassal king almost made her get up in anger.