Urban Spirit Sword Fairy

Chapter 1572 One Hundred Thousand Army

"Governor Zuo, please follow me to the study for a detailed discussion." After Lin Fan finished speaking, he turned and walked into the study.

Zuo Qiujin followed and they sat down.

Lin Fan poured a cup of tea for Zuo Qiujin, and said, "Pavilion Master Zuo came to see me, shouldn't he be reminiscing about the old days?"

Zuoqiu Jin frowned. At that time Lin Fan brought it up, after all, he had refused, and it would be a little embarrassing to speak up now.

Lin Fan said with a smile: "The Zuo Gezhu came here because of the Wushuang Sword Sect and Feixue Peak?"

"As far as I know, the Wushuang Sword Sect and Feixue Peak have sent many spies to wander around the Bafang Pavilion." Lin Fan said, "I'm afraid they are plotting something wrong."

Zuo Qiujin said, "Can you stop the two factions?"

Lin Fan said: "As I said before, we both cooperate. I will become the deputy head of the Bafang Pavilion, and then help the head of the pavilion to solve the current problems."

Zuoqiu Jin said in a deep voice: "Lin Fan, do you know that in my Bafang Pavilion, there has never been someone like you who directly became the deputy pavilion master, and there is no such rule."

"Pavilion Zuo, the current situation is not the time to talk about rules. If you hesitate too late, Bafang Pavilion might be destroyed in one fell swoop, and it would be meaningless to talk about rules," Lin Fan said.

Zuoqiu Jin asked: "These two factions have already moved their minds to destroy my Bafang Pavilion, please tell me, what can be done."

"Shanren has his own clever plan, so there is no need for Pavilion Master Zuo to worry about it." Lin Fan said: "You have already expressed your consent to come here, so why bother?"

Zuo Qiujin took a deep breath, nodded and said, "Tomorrow, I will announce that you will become the deputy master of Bafang Pavilion!"

After finishing speaking, Zuo Qiujin stood up: "If you can't solve the problems between the two factions, I'm not easy to play."

Then, he turned and left.

Looking at Zuo Qiujin's back, Lin Fan sat on the chair and heaved a sigh of relief.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Bai Long poked his head in and asked, "Brother, who was that guy just now? He was pulled like a [-] man with his nostrils up."

"The owner of the Bafang Pavilion." Lin Fan said.

When Bai Long heard it, his eyes showed surprise, and then he said, "Really? What is that guy doing here?"

"You will know later, I will go to Prince Zhen's Mansion." After Lin Fan finished speaking, he went out.

The next day, Bafang Pavilion announced to the Quartet that Lin Fan, commander of Jinyiwei, became the deputy head of Bafang Pavilion.

As soon as the news came out, everyone was shocked.

Sikong Su was even more bewildered, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, what is Zuoqiu Jin doing? At this juncture, why does Lin Fan become the deputy pavilion master?

But more importantly, this Lin Fan is Jin Yiwei, and his cultivation base is only the strength to solve the fairyland, so it is too inappropriate to be the deputy pavilion master of Bafang Pavilion.

Duan Rin was similar, with a strange expression on his face.

What was even more shocking was the various forces in Yanjing.

Lin Fan was already the commander of Jinyiwei, and he was also named Marquis of the Marquis.

Now he suddenly became the Deputy Pavilion Master of Bafang Pavilion.

Each of these identities should not be underestimated!

At the same time, among the more than 40 western troops, one hundred thousand troops suddenly pulled out of their camp and rushed towards Yanjing.

Nobody knew what they were going to do.

Early in the morning, in the imperial study room, Emperor Yan was eating breakfast before the court, and Wei Zheng stood aside with a blank expression on his face.

In front of him, Grand Master Yun Jiangxin respectfully said at the desk: "Your Majesty, the Western Army suddenly dispatched a hundred thousand troops back to Beijing."

Hearing this, Emperor Yan nodded slightly: "I know, Yuan Jing asked me for instructions, and I approved it."

When Yun Jiangxin heard this, he frowned: "The war in the west is going to break out at any time now, so what's the point of suddenly sending a hundred thousand troops back?"

Yun Jiangxin really couldn't figure it out, the battle for the heir apparent was over, why would he send a hundred thousand troops back?

"There is no need for Taishi Yun to care about this." Emperor Yan said: "By the way, Yuanlong recommended a candidate for the post of Minister of the Ministry of Officials. He Jiayan, the former prefect of Qinglong Prefecture, is said to be clean and honest. What do you think of taking the post of Minister of the Ministry of Officials well?"

Yun Jiangxin smiled, knowing that Emperor Yan was greeting him in advance.

It doesn't matter that He Jiayan is in Yanjing, if he is suddenly transferred to such an important position as Minister of the Ministry of Officials, if no one takes care of him, he may be ostracized, or even framed.

Yun Jiangxin nodded: "I have also heard about this person's reputation. After he becomes the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, I will personally invite him to come to my residence as a guest and chat with him about how to be an official."

This is also an expression of his attitude, as long as Yun Jiangxin treats He Jiayan to a meal, no one will deliberately offend He Jiayan in Yanjing's officialdom.

"Well, let's go." Emperor Yan nodded.

In the past few days, our Jinyiwei Commander, Ge Shihou, Lin Fan, the deputy head of the Bafang Pavilion, did not bother anymore, and happily practiced at home every day.

Then go shopping with Gu Xue, find a place to fish with Bai Long, or practice kung fu with Huang Xiaowu.

The past few days have been very leisurely.

At noon this day, Lin Fan was supervising Huang Xiaowu's practice.

Suddenly, Huang Zishi hurried to the backyard of his house.

"Boy, are you still in the mood to watch others practice?" Huang Zishi said with a sullen face, "Hurry up and follow me to the palace."

"What's wrong?" Lin Fan looked surprised.

Huang Zishi said: "Nonsense, boy Lin, something serious has happened. The [-] troops brought back by Prince Zhen! They were divided into two and surrounded the gates of the Wushuang Sword Sect and Feixue Peak respectively, posing as if they were about to attack at any time. "

"Sikong Su and Duan Lin couldn't sit still anymore. They went to the palace to find His Majesty. Your Majesty asked me to find you and explain to these two masters."

Lin Fan smiled and said, "There's nothing to explain. I'm not from the military. I'll ask Xiao Yuanjing to explain."

"The two of them went, but they couldn't find Prince Zhen. It is said that Prince Zhen went to inspect the western front and gave you the tiger talisman and the right to dispatch the [-] troops."

Lin Fan patted his forehead when he heard it: "Oh, I remembered, the Prince of Zhen gave me a sign a few days ago, but I forgot it."

"Hurry up." Huang Zishi hurriedly pulled Lin Fan and rushed to Yanhuang Palace.

The palace, the imperial study.

Sikong Su said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty Yanhuang, what does it mean that the military is posing as an attack? Are you going to attack our Wushuang Sword Sect?"

The same is true for Duan Lin at the side: "Your Majesty, have you thought about the consequences?"

Emperor Yan chuckled and said, "My life is not long. I'm a fool, and I don't know how the people below do things. Please stay safe, the two of you, and the rightful lord will come soon."

Wei Zheng stood tightly beside Emperor Yan to protect him, for fear that these two would suddenly attack him.

(End of this chapter)