Having made up his mind, Han, Yang and others walked quickly and arrived at Shanhaiguan before nightfall the next day. Han Fu was nervous and did not care about the fatigue of the journey. He found out the residence of the imperial envoy and immediately came to pay a visit.

When he arrived at the imperial envoy's headquarters, Han Fu felt a sudden heart as soon as he looked at it. The guards of the gate were all Jiang Bin's subordinates, and he was also an old army from the general. How could he not see the strength of these people? Thinking of Xie Hong's reputation as the plague god, he couldn't help but feel a little more solemn in his heart.

"A few brothers, the last general is the general of Liaodong, Han Fu. He came to visit him at the order of the imperial envoy. Please give me some convenience and say a message to you?" Han Fu did not care about the differences in his identity and used humility and respectful words to the soldiers, and also handed over a few buttons of silver.

It’s not that he doesn’t value his identity, but that he has missed the deadline set by Xie Hong. Although the deadline itself is a bit unreasonable, how could he rush from Liaodong Dusi to Shanhaiguan in three days? But when facing the plague god, how could Han Fu dare to care about these things? Now that he has already entered the night, he is rashly disturbing him, and he is probably going to be turned away.

I have never been a civil servant, and I have always heard of those people's behavior. After the night, there are many programs, especially the marquis who was newly married, Han Fu thought in his mind that it is inevitable to be rejected, but at least he had to make a message to say that he had been here, so he would strengthen his impression first.

"It turns out to be General Han. Please wait a moment. Rong Biao will go down and pass it on." The guards were also easy to speak, nodded, and then they sent one person to report.

The other party was easy to talk to, but Han Fu was even more unsure, because the guards had no expression on their faces, and the money he handed out was also rejected.

Don’t charge money and pay it back to do things? How can this be done in this world? Especially when this matter was born in the mansion of a powerful figure like Xie Hong, Han Fu really had to worry! Is the plague god going to settle the score with him overnight?

He was punished by Dai? Dismissed from office? He was still terrifying thoughts circling in his mind. Han Fu even began to doubt whether his actions of coming lightly were too hasty. If he was in Liaodong, at least he was his own territory and the other party's handling was too much, he would at least be able to resist stubbornly, but now he seems to be able to be slaughtered.

"General Han, the Marquis invites you to come in and talk." Soon, the guard who was rumored to turn back and reached out to invite Han Fu and others into the room.

Looking at the dark gate, Han Fu felt a little upset, but when he was about to die, he had no chance to repent. He greeted Yang Haoran, and then followed the guards with a tough bullet.

Of course, I won’t mention the personal soldiers of my own. If Xie Hong is really difficult, it will be useless to bring personal soldiers. Instead, it has aroused the other party’s vigilance. It can only be said that it is not worth the effort.

"Brother Han, our personal soldiers were taken away!" Han Fu had something to do and ignored it. However, Yang Haoran didn't have that much thought. When he looked around, there was a sudden change at the door. A guard led the personal soldiers in another direction.

"It seems that there is so much luck today!" Han Fu was a little surprised and confused. Seeing this, his heart was even more sank, and cursed Chen Shiliang in his heart. If it weren't for the poverty that blocked his own trip, he would have had the opportunity to arrive at Shanhaiguan as scheduled, and if he really died here, he wouldn't let that guy go astray.

"Not that serious?" Han Fu's face suddenly turned ashamed, and Yang Haoran was startled. "Brother Han, don't you be polite to the guard? Besides, when we come to the door at this time, the imperial envoy will still receive it. It should be considered that we attach great importance to us?"

"Brother Yang, you are honest and honest, how can you know the twists and turns in the hearts of those scholars and officials? Alas, it was because my elder brother was not thinking well, but even you were hurt." Han Fu sighed in remorse.

"Two sirs, the marquis are inside. Please come in by yourself and then send it here." When Yang Haoran was still saying something, the guards leading the way suddenly stopped and it seemed that they had arrived at the ground.

Han and Yang looked up and saw a hall with bright lights inside, and there seemed to be a sound of conversation. They didn't have any murderous aura, and they felt a little relaxed. The two looked at each other, thinking that this was a blessing or a disaster, and they could not escape. After hesitating, they finally stepped inside.

"Hahaha, General Wen is indeed worthy of being the descendant of the generals. He is indeed skilled in military affairs. He has only a good general. In these days, the marquis of the marquis have made great progress. They are all the achievements of General Wen."

"How can I bear this little insight to the Marquis' praise? The Marquis's refusal to give up, and asks him all the time, but instead, it will make the general more enlightened and make great progress."

When I entered the living room, the scene was beyond the expectations of the two.

I saw a handsome young man sitting in the main seat. Although he was smiling and laughing in his words, his every move showed his majesty. It was obviously the legendary plague god Xie Hong. And both of them knew each other on the left guest seat, and they were clearly gentle in the general of Ji Town.

Isn’t the plague god vengeful? How could these two get along so well? If you don’t know the past, just look at the scene in front of you and listen to the two’s answers, you may think that these two have been friends who have been in love for many years?

Is he dreaming? Han Fu started to feel dizzy and was completely confused about the current situation.

"Is this General Han from Liao Town? Although this marquis is in the capital, he has been famous for a long time. He has long admired him for a long time. He has long admired him for a long time. This is..." Although the guards leading the way did not follow in, some people also reported the arrival of Han and Yang. The young man was not surprised to see the two of them enter, but he stood up with a smile and greeted him.

He was so polite, but he was shocked Han Fu. What he saw in front of him was too different from what he expected, which made him feel at a loss. In a hurry, he knelt down and bowed with his fists and said, "Mr. Méng summoned him, but the last general came late. He deserved to die. He really couldn't be treated as a courtesy."

Yang Haoran was the only one who only Han Fuma told him. Seeing this, he immediately followed him to salute him. After he reported to his family, he was guilty of his crimes.

The young man still looked smiling and waved his hand and said, "Wait, I will pass by Liaodong in the future. I don't know the distance is long and I will summon each other rashly, but it's my husband's fault. I hope you don't want to be weird."

After saying that, the other person had already walked closer and reached out to support him, saying, "You two have worked hard from afar, and you must have not had a meal yet. This marquis has not eaten dinner yet. If you don't dislike it, how about you invite me to have a banquet with you and General Wen?"

Han Fu was quick-minded, and although his thinking was a bit confusing, he was still considerate to deal with it. Seeing that the imperial envoy reached out to help him, he immediately stood up on his own and even thanked him.

But Yang Haoran was a simple and straightforward person. He was only shocked until he was held on his arm. When he got up, he almost ran into the imperial envoy. Seeing something wrong, his face turned red, for fear that he would make the other party angry and ruin a big deal.

"It's okay, it's okay. I respect the bravest men the most in my life. The two generals are here for me, and they don't need to be too polite, just lead the way.

General Wen, you should be familiar with the two generals. You might as well explain it to me to avoid the two generals being uneasy."

"General Han, General Yang, and the Marquis are people in love. You don't need to be doubted. You don't need to be polite here. Just talk with peace of mind." Gentleman can understand the mood of Han and Yang very well.

When he first arrived, he was also frightened, afraid that Xie Hong would settle the accounts, but unexpectedly, after seeing him, the other party was very polite and could be said to be familiar with him.

If Wenhe had not mentioned it himself, the other party would not have mentioned any of Wu Yu's affairs, as if he had never given birth to that matter at all. After Wenhe mentioned it, he would have expressed his great significance that his family would not be as guilty as his family. Since Wu Yu had been killed, his family would not be investigated.

Most of the topics they talked about in the past few days were about Jizhen’s customs, roads, rivers, and marching and formation matters, and they did not involve the court at all, and there was no intention of pursuing them.

Wen He was also surprised at first, but later on, he became calm. No matter what the other party’s purpose was, being kind is better than thunder and thunder. If the other party wants to win over him, then he might as well be ashamed of the situation. The difficulties in front of him are real.

Although they did not mean to surrender completely, the things they talked about were gentle and gentle. They had a lot of knowledge and had been in the border town for a long time, so they had a lot of insights into Xie Hong's issues. Therefore, they had a lot of fun in the past few days. When Han Fu arrived, he also empathized with him, so he also agreed with Xie Hong and comforted and explained to the two.

With gentle words as footnotes, Han Fu's heart was much more relaxed. He was not much gentler in his reading, but when he became interested, he was not as gentle as he was. After the wine started, he became more confident and felt that Xie Hong wanted to win over them.

It is quite good to establish authority first and then win over. With Xie Hong's age, it is quite good to think of such a strategy, but it is impossible to just rely on this alone to make yourself devoted.

Through various channels, Han Fu also knew some of the situations in the court. Recruiting Xie Hong is a big profit, but the risks are also great. Facing such an opponent, he will accidentally lose his life. Of course, he will not make a rash decision.

What's more, he has now become the general and guarded the side. He has reached the peak of the Ming general. If he wants to rise, he can only hope to increase his title. But how can the title of a general be so easy to obtain? He has to exchange for military merits!

If you want military merit, you can only deal with shoes from the north. However, those shoes have been harmful to the Central Plains for many years. After the founding of the Ming Dynasty, they failed to completely expel them during many northern expeditions. How could Rong Xing deal with it? With the strength of Liao Town, it would be good to be able to hold on. If the other party attacked in large numbers, they might not be able to defend it. What else can we talk about making contributions?

Official Xie Hong was appointed as the governor, the title of Marquis, and the enquired by Wen He were all military affairs. He must have been interested in military merits. If he surrendered to him, he would have some hope of becoming a Marquis.

However, when Han Fu's heart immediately became cold when he thought of dealing with shoes and the scholars and officials in the court. Compared with these, he was still safe and sound as the General of Taiping.

Whether it is a governor or an inspector, I am just a lie and impolite. If you want to completely surrender, you don’t think about it!

His thoughts were similar to gentleness, with smiles on his face and beautiful words. On the contrary, Yang Haoran had no intention of keeping his head down, drinking with a glass of wine and a piece of meat, and eating and drinking happily. The hard work along the way was not fake. Being able to let go of your worries and have a good meal of wine and meat was the most important thing for him.

Han Fu, Wenhe knew his jealousy, but he didn't pay attention. Instead, the boy glanced at his eyes from time to time, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...
Chapter completed!