Jinghong Tower

"Are you sent by King Jin?"

Even so, Fang Yi's intuition was that this boy who was neither male nor female should not belong to King Jin.

"No, I came here specifically to inform Mr. Fang."

The boy who was neither male nor female had a pair of bright eyes, but his gaze was a bit narrow.

"Who are you?" Fang Yi asked.

"My name is He Ran. At this time, Fu Yansheng should have launched an attack. The people sent by King Jin to pick you up will be here soon."

He Ran got up and walked to the window. He opened the window. This place was located on the official road. There was no village in front and no store in the back. The farmers were reluctant to use lamp oil. At this moment, looking around, except for a few lamps in the official post, there was nothing else. Conveniently it was pitch dark.

He Ran stretched out her hand and pointed in one direction: "Master Fang, did you notice when you came here? There is a large green gauze tent, hiding hundreds or eighty people. You can't see anything from the outside."

She pointed in another direction: "There is a depression there, because nothing can be grown, and even the farmers nearby rarely go there, so it is also a good hiding place, Mr. Fang, don't you think so?"

Fang Yi's face was ashen. He didn't see any of these green gauze tents or depressions, and he didn't pay attention at all!
He Ran turned around and smiled at him. She was young and beautiful, with a beautiful smile, but in Fang Yi's eyes, there was a look of solemnity.

The seemingly safe Guanyi is actually full of dangers, but he is in danger without knowing it.

"Are you just here to report to me?" Fang Yi asked.

"Could Master Fang follow me?" At this time, only He Ran was still in the mood to joke.

"Of course not. I came here under the emperor's order and represent the imperial court. Do you have to escape from the battle for your own safety? Miss He, you underestimate me." Fang Yi looked serious and upright.

But He Ran was still correcting: "Please call me Master He, or Miss He."

She didn't like the title "Miss He", not for the rest of her life.

Fang Yi was startled, what a master, what a master.
He knew a certain Mr. He. It was said that Princess Zhenguo was formerly known as Mr. He.

He Ran walked towards the door, and Fang Yi quickly stopped her: "Master He He, are you leaving now?"

Why did this man leave so quickly? Didn't he mean that the people sent by King Jin to arrest him were outside? He's about to be arrested, so this one doesn't care?

He Ran was curious: "You are going to die generously, what else can I do if I don't leave?"

Fang Yi thought, no, when did I say I would die generously? Besides, if the two countries are at war and the envoy is not killed, even if the King of Jin catches him, he will not kill him, but will only use him to humiliate the court.

Well, if it really comes to that, even if King Jin doesn't kill him, he will commit suicide.

"While King Jin's people haven't come in yet, Mr. Fang might as well think of a way to commit suicide, and by the way, write a poem like "No one has ever died since ancient times, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history." If Mr. Fang has already prepared the poem You can leave the text to me, I will engrave and print it, and spread it all over the world for Master Fang. Maybe it will be recorded in the annals of history and be famous throughout the ages."

He Ran's tone was pleasant, but Fang Yi couldn't sit still anymore. He pointed at He Ran, stared at him, panting, his beard was blown up by the hot air sprayed from his nose, He Ran laughed, it turned out that it was really Someone can blow his beard and stare.

"You, you, you, is it you who spread the word about Min Xuwen?"

Fang Yi was angry, his beard flying wildly, and he was completely disorganized. He Ran looked straight.

It is said that Mr. Fang curses people in court every two days. The civil and military officials in the court are lucky because they can see Mr. Fang performing the beard dance every two days. "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Fang Yi: No, no, it’s just wrong. How can anyone know about this kind of scandal? People in high positions only need to know about it, but now even the little beggars on the street know about it. It’s a shame and a national disgrace!

Fang Yi pointed at He Ran: "You, you, you, what on earth are you going to do?"

"What else can I do? I want to leave. You call me to stop. Since it's okay, then I'll leave." After saying that, He Ran continued walking.

"Wait!" Fang Yi stopped her again.

He Ran turned around helplessly: "Master Fang, is there anything else? If I don't leave, people outside will be waiting in a hurry."

Fang Yi was startled, but before he could react, he heard a bang and someone broke in through the window from outside!

He Ran: The window is ajar. In fact, you can get in with just a push. Why kick in the good window?

Seven or eight figures broke through the window and entered. They had indeed been here for a while. Through the window, they could see two people in the room. They originally wanted to wait for the other person to leave before they came in again, but the time agreed with their companions was about to arrive. When they arrived, the man hadn't left yet, so they had no choice but to break in through the window.

There was such a big movement, but none of Fang Yi's personal followers and guards came over after hearing it.

Fang Yi lamented in his heart, thinking that those people had already been controlled. Maybe there was an insider from King Jin in this official post.

As if seeing his doubts, He Ran pointed to the untouched food on the table and kindly told him: "There is sweat medicine in the food. Everyone else had dinner, and you didn't have time to eat because you were talking to me, so now you You are still awake, you have to thank me."

Why does Fang Yi feel that the leader He is a bit shameless?

The few people who came in looked at each other. Shouldn't they be yelling or letting go now? How come these two people are still chatting?

"Lord Fang, on the order of our lord, we ask you to go to Jinyang to speak." The leader, Guozi Lian, said.

Sure enough, we are going to Jinyang!

Fang Yi subconsciously looked at He Ran and realized that she was right.

"What if I don't go?" Fang Yi held his head high and his chest solemn.

"Don't want to go? Lord Fang, look at what this is?" Guo Zilian took out a jade ring from his arms and raised the engraved side, "Do you want to come and get to know me, Lord Fang?"

Fang Yi's brows moved. Of course he recognized this jade ring. It was worn by his youngest son when he started learning archery, and he was scolded for it.

The younger son left Beijing for a study trip half a year ago and has not returned yet. At first, he would send letters back, and once he scolded him in a letter. Since then, the younger son has not written back again, and he does not know what he is doing now. where.

"That evil son is in your hands?" Fang Yi wanted to say, you kill him, I will treat him as a son, but when the words came to his lips, he still did not say it.

Although the younger son is willful, he is the heart of the old wife.

He sighed, did he really want to follow them to Jinyang?
"Master Fang, actually you have other options, such as coming with me?"

He Ran's voice came to her ears, and not only Fang Yi, but also Guo Zilian and his companions looked at her. (End of chapter)