The devil is coming

Chapter 781
The ancestor looked at Fan Zhengwen for a long time,
road;
"Why did I give birth to a grandson like you?"
"You are joking, I crawled out of my mother's belly, and you gave birth to my father."
"One thing, one thing, just one more thing."
"You said so."
The ancestor shook his head and said again:
"Nowadays, there is a wolf and a tiger behind. This matter is not easy to handle. I am also surprised. It's just that Nian Yao is a slave from the Regent's mansion, but the Regent clearly wants to undermine the nobles. Damn it, the Dugu family is still determined to listen to his regent's greetings."
Fan Zhengwen nodded and said, "You don't understand this."
"You understand?"
"My grandson really understands."
The ancestor smiled, spread his hands, and sat on the ground, which was the standard for sitting or standing.
When she first married into the Fan family in the early years, many people wanted to set rules for her. When she became the senior member of the Fan family, there would be no such thing as unruly rules.
"Okay, you know, just talk to me, an old woman."
"Ancestor, there are countless people in this world like my Fan family, but there are always some people who are different from our Fan family. In the early years, Tian Wujing came out of the Yan Kingdom. There is no reason for the Chu Kingdom to You can't be an old Dugu, can you?
It's not like letting him destroy his whole family. It's just handing over some family power and territory. The family's wealth can still be continued. For the sake of the country's justice, it's okay to give it up. "
"The words make some sense, but why do I feel so uncomfortable? What happened to the Fan family?"
"In the eyes of the Yan people, my Fan family is a dog; in the eyes of the Chu people, my Fan family is a Chu traitor."
"Who did this?"
"My grandson."
Fan Zhengwen stood up politely and stood with his hands tied, like a child waiting to be scolded.
"Oh, disaster is approaching, and you, the head of the family, Mr. Fan Chengzhi, are still here to make wisecracks.
Yes, your son and his wife were sent to Yanjing early;
But this family fortune is about to be lost, don’t you feel distressed? "
"It hurts." Fan Zhengwen said honestly.
"That's right. Without the support of the family and foreign aid, the mother and son would not be able to live a smooth life in Yanjing City."
"What our ancestors said was wrong. If the Fan family dies, there is no way that the new king will use and train his cousin more. How was the Min family destroyed by the late emperor of Yan?"
"grandson!"
"Grandson is here."
"Are you trying to make me mad?"
"Grandson dare not."
"I'm talking business with you!"
"My ancestor's thoughts are clearly understood in the text. My ancestor is reluctant to part with the Fan Mansion, the warm house, and the happy and wealthy life of the Fan Mansion."
"It's good that you know that even if I pack my bags and leave the city overnight, avoiding the soldiers and horses outside, I will still be living under someone else's roof when I get to Yanjing.
How can you feel comfortable in your own home if you live in someone else's home? "
"The old man said so."
"So, I am asking you now, the Fan family was led on this path by you. I have told you a long time ago that the people of Yan are tigers, but how can the Chu State not be a wolf?
Our Fan family is like a hanging log caught in the middle. It can fall down and be destroyed forever.
If I have closed my eyes, then let you do whatever you want, but I still have a long time to live, and I may have to give you this grandson with gray hair. I want to live the rest of my life smoothly. ! "
"So, my ancestor is planning to hand me over?" Fan Zhengwen asked.
The ancestor narrowed his eyes,
road;
"You know it all?"
"It's hard not to know what happened in Fan Mansion."
"Oh, in the past two years, you have suppressed the tribe. Last time, you used the princess's excuse to clean up a group of people. What about now?
You promoted those big shopkeepers, big stewards, and even those useless captains who were appointed to lead the army according to the rules of the Yan people.
One by one, they all ran to me, looking for an excuse to use my name to let me destroy you and throw you out to appease the Chu people's anger. "
"It's normal for each of us to fly away when a disaster strikes. This has nothing to do with my grandson and whether I suppress the same clan. Fortunately, those grandsons in the clan who relied on their elders and had ulterior motives have taken care of them early. If they were in Fan City now, why would they be needed? If I contact you and ask you to come forward, I think they will directly mobilize troops to kidnap me, the prefect."
"I ask you what to do now!"
"My grandson thought you always planned to hand me over."
"I'm not that stupid. When things come to a head, what else can I do if I hand you over except to prove that you are even more stupid!"
"You want to hear the truth?"
"nonsense."
"The first step is to clear out the group of people who want to stir up trouble, and then open the treasury. No money or property is important at this moment. We can use heavy rewards to boost morale;
The second step is to consolidate the city defense and tell the people in the city that the day the Chu army breaks the city will be the day to massacre the city, and no one can escape.
The third step is to wait for help. "
"Yan people, can you catch up? I heard that the navy of the Chu army has already moved in."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to make it." Fan Zhengwen said very straightforwardly, "If it were just the Chu army in the south, we could wait patiently for anything, but when Nian Yao came later, it was really difficult for this city If we defend, even if the Yan people want to rescue, the waterway is blocked, how long will it take to come over from Mengshan Mountain?"
"So, this is what you told me, can't you keep it?"
"My grandson will do his best to keep it safe."
The ancestor stared at Fan Zhengwen, pointed at him, and asked:
"I understand now, you abandoned the Fan family a long time ago, you abandoned it a long time ago!
You have already thought about dying on the city wall and dying for the Yan Kingdom to pave the way for your son, right?
You are waiting for the news to reach Yanjing after your death, and the new emperor of Yan Kingdom will knight your son for the sake of your father dying in the war, right? "
"That's your great-grandson too."
"What I want is my own stability and wealth. I don't care whether I have great-grandchildren or not!"
"Look, I'm following you."
"..." Ancestor.
Fan Zhengwen knelt down, looked at his ancestor, and said: "Shou, I must keep it. After all, this is our family's inheritance. As for my grandson, I haven't had enough work, and I want to do more." cause.
It's a pity that your grandson is not a talented general. In fact, according to the current situation in Fan City, even if your grandson is replaced by the Marquis of Pingxi, it will be difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without straw.
How about you, ancestor, do your fortune-telling to see if our Fan family can still have a chance to turn bad luck into good fortune this time? "
"Get out of here!"
"Ha ha."
Fan Zhengwen saluted solemnly and said:
"Old ancestors, as the saying goes, an old person in a family is like a treasure, but there is another saying, have you heard of it?"
"Fuck away!"
"If the elderly live too long, they may suck the blessings from their children and grandchildren."
The ancestor raised his palm, and there was a sudden rumbling in the small courtyard.
Fan Zhengwen was not afraid at all and continued: "Yes, that's it. When the day comes to defend the city, grandson, I will go up carrying the black dragon flag of Yan State, and you will beat the drum behind grandson.
All wind, rain, and thunderous movements were adjusted to it.
We don't ask for any effect, we just ask that a person die heroically and have something to talk about, so that the storyteller can give them something to chew on.
The more openly our grandparents and grandchildren die here, the more generous the pensions will be given in Yanjing.
Grandpa married you, and you have enjoyed the wealth of the Fan family for so many years;
One drink and one peck will be repaid. "
The ancestor clenched his fists tightly and stared angrily.
Fan Zhengwen had a warm smile and the attitude of a scholar.
"He is really my grandson, really... my grandson."
"It's too late for my ancestors to break my head now, otherwise, my grandson will have to go down and arrange it. Anyway, how many more days can I hold on?
What if? "
"What if...you have any news?"
Fan Zhengwen shook his head and said, "My grandson is just trying to make you happy. I am fulfilling my filial piety."
finished,
Fan Zhengwen flicked his sleeves, turned around, and walked out of the small courtyard.
After walking outside, he deliberately reached out and touched his neck. Yes, his neck was still there.
At this time, a group of dead soldiers dressed in white rushed over and knelt down in front of Fan Zhengwen.
Looking at this group of dead soldiers in white clothes, Fan Zhengwen felt a little sad in his eyes.
Raising dead soldiers is something that a rich and powerful family must do, but until now, he understands that these can only be regarded as trivial things. If the people kneeling in front of him are not a group of dead soldiers, but a group of strong generals who know how to fight, then How nice it would be.
"Clap clap clap."
Fan Zhengwen gently patted his face a few times.
How could I be dreaming in broad daylight?
Put your hands down,
The head of the Fan family regained his composure,
open the way;
"Go, kill everyone who has contacted my ancestors in the past two days. I hate people who want to overturn my table while eating my food.
Hang their bodies on the street. "
"As ordered!"
"As ordered!"
At this time, there is no room for any more gentle and divided strategies, but this cruel method can only have a temporary effect.
but,
Fan Zhengwen never dreamed of being able to hold on for a long time.
Ugh,
After the dead soldiers around him received the order to retreat,
Fan Zhengwen looked around with some emotion,
What a pity, such a beautiful mansion.
In this world, no one is a god, not even Fan Zhengwen. The head of the Fan family did not make any cover-up when talking to his ancestors.
This city,
this home,
Keep it as long as you can.
It's a pity that the Yingying Yanyan in this house and the golden hairpins back then have all grown up to the age of being betrothed to other families.
"You have to arrange for someone to watch them. Once the city is destroyed, they can't walk around. The Twelve Golden Hairpins of the Fan Mansion are somewhat famous in this Chu land. They have to hang up white silk ribbons in the ancestral hall to be considered famous. Huantou, it’s like being wasted.”
Fan Zhengwen was walking around the house, looking left and right.
As I looked at it, the circles under my eyes began to turn red. As I looked at it, the tears became a little unbearable.
take a deep breath,
Then he wiped it hard with his sleeve,
Fan Zhengwen forced himself to calm down.
At this time, a servant came to report:
"master."
"what happened?"
"Qu Peiluo led his troops to our city and asked us to open the city gate."
In the original plan, Qu Peiluo should have stayed in various military strongholds south of Fan City, and the Fan family would provide them with support and relief. However, Qu Peiluo directly ordered and led all his troops to Fan City.
The Fan family and the Qu family used to have a slave relationship. Although their statuses are now reversed, precisely because they were reversed, the fear between them is engraved in their bones.
"Hehehe."
Fan Zhengwen laughed,
Road:
"Open the city gate and let them enter."
"This... Master, are you really going to open the city? Will this guy named Qu sell us directly after entering the city?"
"Just sell it, how much do you think we are worth now?
Ugh,
Who told you, sir? I do business and consider people's hearts and I think I am a good hand, but when it comes to leading troops in war, even though I have read some military books, I really don't dare to reach out.
That's all, go to Kaicheng, go to Kaicheng, I'll go there myself. "
……
The gate of Fan City opened,
Outside the city gate, Qu Peiluo looked at the gate that slowly opened in front of him. Although his face looked calm, he was really surprised in his heart.
I yelled for the door to open, and it actually opened.
The men and horses behind Qu Peiluo also felt a little puzzled.
The former young master of the Qu family waved his hand forward.
ordered:
"Into the city."
……
Qu Peiluo did not enter Fan's house because Fan Zhengwen led his family to greet his relatives. The two of them sat directly in a teahouse in the city near the city gate.
The teahouse is naturally out of business now. With people so panicked, who still wants to drink tea?
At this moment, corpses were constantly being hung up on the streets, which made the people in the city afraid to go out without permission.
"It's quite lively."
Qu Peiluo, who was sitting at the table, turned his head and looked at the movement on the street.
"Clean up the house and make Brother Qu laugh."
At that time, Qu Peiluo was the master. When Fan Zhengwen saw Qu Peiluo, he had to kneel down and kowtow, calling himself a slave.
Now, when Fan Zhengwen calls "Brother Qu", he is treated with some "courtesy".
Qu Peiluo also took a serious look at his former servant, now the rare remaining royal relative of the Yan Kingdom.
The new king of Dayan succeeded to the throne, and his relatives... seemed particularly simple.
There is only one "aunt" left in the mother clan, and the Fan family with her is still far away in the "Chu Kingdom".
Kinship is said to be an ordinary family;
This makes it almost impossible, at least in the new king's reign, to stage a relative's involvement in politics.
At the same time, it is precisely because of its scarcity that it is even more precious.
"I didn't expect you to open the city gate." Qu Peiluo reached out and picked up a piece of dried tea and put it into his mouth, "I thought that after you didn't open the city gate, I could have an explanation with my men. , those who are willing to disperse will disperse, and those who are willing to continue to follow me, I will take them to Qishan, whether they turn into bandits or wait for the opportunity.
In short, I didn't originally plan to fight for your Fan family against the Dugu family's army. "
Perhaps because he had entered the city, Qu Peiluo's words were very direct.
Fan Zhengwen poured the tea himself, smiled and said:
"Understandable."
Qu Peiluo actually had a lot of troops under his command, but compared with the private army of the Dugu family, they were a bit out of place.
"If there is a chance to fight hard, I would be willing to fight hard, but the problem is, even if I take these brothers to the battlefield, they will not be able to last for a few hours in front of the Dugu family's military formation."
"What now?" Fan Zhengwen asked.
"With the city wall, it's different. It can be defended for a while. We have enough food and grass in advance. I heard that your home was raided?"
"Yes." Fan Zhengwen nodded, "Who would have expected that General Nian would invade from Mengshan inexplicably."
"I had the same idea when I met Ping Xihou at Qingtan."
Although he clearly had the advantage, he was inexplicably led by the man named Zheng who led his troops to the front of the Chinese army and defeated them in one fell swoop.
"Where is the food and grass?" Qu Peiluo asked, this was what he was concerned about.
"Originally, including the food and grass there, it was enough to support Fan City for a year."
"now what?"
"The food and grass stored in the city are enough for three months."
"Can you still support it for three months?" Qu Peiluo was a little disbelieving, "How much has your Fan family accumulated in the past few years?"
Fan Zhengwen replied: "Most of them were moved from your home."
"Ha." Qu Peiluo was not angry, but asked, "How dare you open the city gate for me? Do you really think that I, Qu Peiluo, can't get off this pirate ship?"
"You can't get off this pirate ship."
"But I can sell you back. Now that my troops have entered the city, I can give Fan City directly to General Nian."
"Then you are still bound to die. In fact, life is worse than death."
"But I can seek peace of mind, whether I die or live, or it doesn't matter."
"Okay, I've opened the city gate, and your men and horses have also come in. Take a look, down below, the Fan family's soldiers and horses and your men and horses are still at war with each other.
If you want to do it, just give the order. "
"What if I don't want to do it?" Qu Peiluo asked.
Fan Zhengwen pointed out the window,
Road:
"The Fan family's troops and horses will be left to your command; Fan City's grain, grass and weapons will also be left to you to distribute."
Qu Peiluo said nothing and took a sip of tea.
Fan Zhengwen stood up, moved slightly closer, and whispered:
"Young Master, I know what you are capable of."
"I have no ability. I keep losing."
Fan Zhengwen said: "Then we have to see who you have been losing to."
"Ha." Qu Peiluo said eight words immediately, "The city is here and the people are here, but the city is dead and the people are dead."
Fan Zhengwen let out a long sigh of relief.
He poured some tea into his palm, then patted his forehead and said:
"Actually, I don't know if the Yan people can rescue them in time."
"It's useless to think about this now. If I can stay here for one more day, just one more day. If I stay here, I can give an explanation."
"Explain?"
"The princess told me in a letter to me a while ago that she was pregnant."
"How dare you..."
Fan Zhengwen's whole body stiffened.
"I haven't even touched the princess's hand."
"Huh..." Fan Zhengwen touched his face, not sure if it was cold sweat or the tea stains he had patted on it earlier.
"She said that her child has half the blood of Chu people, and she hopes that when the child is older, he can have a home in Chu.
Since you opened the city gate and let me in, I will help her and her children guard this home in Chudi. "
"You are really..."
"Bitch, huh?"
"No, that's not what I meant..."
Instead of being whipped by the world and the history books of later generations, it would be better to just leave one sentence: I am just a beauty, and I am a base.
"But, it's comfortable."
(End of this chapter)