Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 182 Prove that you are not a traitor

Xianyu Kuangji pointed at the gang leader and yelled: "A soldier who eats food can't even catch up with a woman, he deserves to be a bachelor!"

Fan Zheng was laughed at by Xianyu Kuangji's pun: "Haha, actually it's useless to chase after him. That person, he's not a woman, he's a man."

What's more, some small tricks prepared by Xinxin in advance somewhat interfered with the speed of the pursuit.

Xianyu Kuangji's eyes widened.

Are you kidding me?
With that charming smile just now, the old man almost lost his mind!

If it was a man, how many men would have to go down the wrong path?

Immediately, Xianyu Kuangji's pupils shrank, and he said in surprise, "Isn't he dead?"

Fan Zheng sighed leisurely: "Haven't you heard the story about Liuhou hitting the passenger car by mistake?"

Xianyu Kuangji was completely speechless.

After sorting out his thoughts, Xian Yu Kuangji carefully guessed: "An Zhou, is he too?"

Fan Zheng laughed and said, "It was he who caused the chaos in Fengyifang, Changshoufang, and Chongxianfang; it was also he who sent the razor blade to my house. In terms of attack power, he is not good, but in terms of escape, he is an expert."

Isn't that right, in Li Ke's tent, not only the manpower assigned by the emperor, but also the old and the young are serving in it, and a net is set up around the periphery, so that he can escape just like that.

Anyway, Fan Zheng wouldn't take an opponent with insufficient offensive ability too much.

Lei Qi sighed melancholy.

Hey, it's not a good feeling for the target to slip away alive.

But protecting Fan Zheng is Lei Qi's first choice, what can be done?
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Fan Zheng took Youwu Weiyi's Mansion to Anye City, but it took two days to travel more than a hundred miles.

The roads in Shannam-do are not as good as those in Gyeonggi.

Anye City is not big, from the perspective of later generations, it is about a small town, the difference is that the city walls are built.

Fan Zheng and his entourage, a mighty [-] people, were supposed to attract the attention of the Anye Zhechong Mansion, but they let down their vigilance because they lived deep in their heart.

The soldiers at the city gate glanced lazily at Yiwei, who was full of energy, and said sour words: "What are you so proud of? Yeah, if I can become Yiwei, I will be more energetic than you."

On the street, there is a thick layer of ash, and a foot can splash a cloud of dust.

There is no distinction between small broken cities, whether it is residential buildings or shops, [-]% of them are closed.

When the water is exhausted and the fish are fished, there will always be a time when all the fish will die.

"Is it the lower mansion?" Fan Zheng asked casually.

Xianyu Kuangji nodded.

The Zhechong Mansion is divided into upper, middle and lower ranks, with different ranks. The number of soldiers commanding the mansion ranges from 200, 1000, and 800. When actually calculating the number of people, auxiliary soldiers must be included.

The reserve team model of later generations faintly has the shadow of the auxiliary soldier model.

Xianyu Kuangji spit out thick phlegm: "However, according to the general, the entire Anye City, including the auxiliary soldiers, will not exceed 500 people."

Empty pay is an unimaginable thing in Datang.

At least in the Zhenguan period, not many years after the end of the war, very few people thought about it.

I'm really greedy for money, even if you don't want an auxiliary soldier, no one can say anything, but the government soldiers are different!
Fighting, relying on what?
Soldiers!

In the cognition of little Yu Kuangji, which Captain Zhechong didn't fill up his personnel as much as possible?

Even Xianyu Kuangji saw Captain Zhechong begging bitterly, begging the Ministry of War to promote his lower mansion to the middle mansion, just for the sake of two hundred more soldiers.

Don't think that if the world is basically peaceful, you can store your swords and guns and let your horses go to Nanshan.

Cheng Yaojin and his juniors still appear and disappear from time to time, causing trouble from time to time.

Qiang, Liao, Li, and Man, from time to time, raised their spears to "yo, yo" because of friction of one kind or another.

Who can sit back and relax?

Breaking into the residence of Anye Zhechong Mansion - commonly known as the City Lord's Mansion, there were occasional mansion soldiers, but they were so lazy that no one even came forward to ask.

"Vulnerable!"

Xianyu Kuangji's nostrils were about to blow smoke.

Never seen such a Weifu!
Although the school field is small, it still exists, but the grass on the ground is not known to be the old roots of several years, withered and not dead.

The Dianjiang platform is not big, one side of the drum is on the stand, an unknown amount of dust has accumulated on the surface of the drum, and the two mallets are still intact.

"Drumming!"

The drum beats used in government orders are three hundred mallets.

The drums used in military orders are 330 mallets.

With the sound of a drum, the soldiers in the Zhechong Mansion came lazily.

The two drums sounded, and more than two hundred government soldiers, holding the folds of their trousers, entered the school grounds cursing, but they were bluffed by Xian Yu Kuangji's gloomy face.

Mother, something big is going to happen!

Some government soldiers who are usually just lazy and have no evil deeds have schadenfreude in their eyes.

The three-way drum sounded, and the captain Zhechong and the city lord Xiao Bapi carried a little lady, staring at the red eyes and yelling: "Which one with plague dares to move our army drum?"

The three-way drum is just over.

With a wave of Xianyu Kuangji's hand, a group of Yiwei rushed over like wolves, cut Xiao Bapi's hands back and pushed them to the front of the stage.

"This general, the fifth-rank Shangyou Wuwei Yifu Youlang will be less than Kuangji!"

Xiao Bapi grinned: "The lower official will see the upper official. Hiccup, please allow me to change my clothes, so as not to be rude."

Xiafu Zhechong Duwei is a fifth-rank official, who is already one level lower, and those who are under Beijing officials are generally one level higher. This grandson Xiao Babi is definitely set.

With his hands behind his back, Fan Zheng walked slowly to the stage, and showed his fish charm: "I see clearly, my officer, Fan Zheng, a male from Huarong Jianguo County, a servant of Yushi, and a doctor of computer science in the Imperial Academy."

Fan Zheng's imperial edict did not include the word "elimination". Although he was promoted from supervisory censor to serve as censor, other official positions were not removed.

The yamen of Yushitai did not hold civil and military power, but it made both civil and military tremble.

Xiao Babi shouted: "Censor Shi has no right to interfere with Zhechong Mansion's affairs!"

Hey, this Hob Knife meat knows Yushitai pretty well.

Fan Zheng coughed: "However, this officer is following the orders of the Holy Order and Yushitai to thoroughly investigate the case of the people in Anye City being reduced to refugees and the case of Captain Zhechong's rebellion."

Xiao Babi shouted: "These troublesome people dare to escape, wait for the captain to kill them all! As for the rebellion, please look at the censor, I Zhechong's soldiers are dissatisfied and distracted, where did I come from?" Have the guts to rebel?"

It turns out that you know this too!
Fan Zheng raised his hand with a smile, and Lei Jiu grabbed the horizontal knife from a mansion soldier, and unsheathed it in front of Xiao Bapi.

"The question is, how do you prove that you are not rebellious?" Fan Zheng laughed.

"I am a descendant of the Lanling Xiao family!"

Shaking his head.

"I am the former Ministry of Hou Shangshu!"

Shake your head again.

"I am the grandson of Duke Song!"

Fan Zheng shook his head: "Look, it's hopeless, he can't prove that he's not plotting rebellion. Kill him!"

"Keep people under the knife!" The horse ran straight, Zhang Anan held the imperial order with one hand, his eyes were full of anxiety.

With a wave of Fan Zheng's hand, Lei Jiu raised the knife and dropped it, a huge human skull rolled in the dirt, blood was sucked by the thick grass roots.

Zhang Anan got off his horse, pointed at Fan Zheng bitterly, and was speechless for a while.

(End of this chapter)