"It's true that we are enemies." Wei Jun turned his head and said with a gloomy look on his face, "General Fan, that's Du Ming. He will give you a cold face later, but don't be angry."
Having heard him talk about the situation in the city earlier, Fan Ming already knew what was going on in the city and responded with a smile: "Don't worry, General Wei, I won't have to worry."
With that said, Fan Ming was about to order the troops to enter the city. Wei Jun seemed to suddenly remember: "By the way, we are stationed in your original camp now. The third lady has ordered to make room for you, but there are too many people. Xingtong
The city is small, and it won’t be finished for a while, so we have to wait.”
Hearing this, Fan Ming reined in his horse and thought to himself, "That's it! I'll be waiting here. I'll ask General Wei to send someone to let me know when I'm done. I'm ready."
"General Fan is too polite about some trivial matters."
Wei Jun immediately summoned his subordinates, arranged tea for all the soldiers, and invited Fan Ming to rest in the tea shed, as if he wanted to wait with him.
Seeing his performance, Fan Ming felt much more at ease.
Xingtong changed hands, and these thousands of soldiers and horses were his confidence. If Wei Jun asked him to leave his men outside the city and enter the city alone, then he would have to guess Xu's intentions. But Wei Jun did not mention it at all.
, on the contrary, it made Fan Ming feel guilty for judging a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart.
This General Wei is not old, and he probably doesn’t have any good intentions. He should really want to win over him, right? If so, it doesn’t matter if he agrees to it. In terms of qualifications and ability, is there anything that I am not better than him? Over time, priorities will not become easy.
Have you got the position? If you really vote for the Xu family, it will be of great benefit to have good relations with Miss Xu San's confidants.
Fan Ming's calculations started to click loudly, and Du Ming came over.
Du Ming has a cold personality and has no expression on his face, which seems quite intimidating at first glance.
He walked over and glanced at him, then frowned: "General Wei, we have just taken Xingtong City, and there are so many things to do every day that I can't sleep for more than three hours a day. It's good for you, you disappeared early in the morning.
Sitting here drinking tea now, it’s so relaxing!”
Wei Jun turned around, smiling but not smiling: "Look at what General Du said, am I drinking tea? I am doing something on the orders of the third lady!"
The two looked at each other, sparks flying.
Du Ming snorted coldly and looked at Fan Ming: "This is..."
"This is General Fan," Wei Jun said. "He was the one who commanded the original garrison in Xingtong. I heard that the third lady was here, so I came here to help."
Du Ming twitched the corners of his lips: "The city is in ruins, what can we do to help now?"
Fan Ming raised his hand halfway, and after hearing this, he swallowed the greeting back.
Wei Jun had already refuted it for him: "Is General Du boasting about how fast the war can be fought? It has only been a few days since we arrived at Xingtong. General Fan has learned the news and rushed over with his army. Isn't it just now?"
"
Du Ming sneered: "It's been five or six days, and we've arrived since we set off from Yuzhou."
"You..." Wei Jun was angry.
Du Ming ignored them, turned to look at the soldiers, and said critically: "If you are sitting down or standing, no wonder you are being played around by the rebels."
Now even Fan Ming's expression changed.
This is calling him incompetent!
"General Du, please forgive me, our Xingtong is poor and dilapidated, and we cannot raise enough soldiers. We really cannot compare with Nanyuan." Fan Ming couldn't hold it back and choked out a sentence.
Du Ming didn't give any face, and replied: "You are self-aware."
Fan Ming was so angry that his face turned red. No wonder Wei Jun said that he was cold and arrogant, and he could see people through the cracks in the door!
"But it doesn't matter," Du Ming continued, "Leave it to me to practice for three to five months, and it will almost be ready for use."
Fan Ming was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but look at Wei Jun.
What do you mean? Do you want to hand over his troops to Du Ming?
Wei Jun asked for him: "General Du, this is General Fan's man, why should I leave it to you to train?"
Du Ming glanced over indifferently, his eyes full of contempt: "Isn't he here to vote? They are all the Third Miss's people. As long as the Third Miss agrees, what's wrong with it?"
"Third Miss will not..."
Before he finished speaking, Fan Ming had already stood up.
He cupped his fists and said, "General Wei, thank you for your hospitality. It seems that you don't welcome me. It's you who fought back from Xingtong. Fan has no face to stay here. I'm disturbing you today."
With that said, he picked up his helmet and left.
Wei Jun glared at Du Ming fiercely and chased after him: "General Fan, General Fan!"
"General Fan, don't worry, Du is just trying to make you angry."
Fan Ming kept walking: "Needless to say, General Wei, General Du dared to say such things before I even stepped through this door. If I did, wouldn't he be dismissed immediately?"
Wei Jun was so anxious that he broke out in sweat. He turned around and looked at him. He suddenly pulled him and said, "General Fan, you can't leave. It's really over when you leave."
Fan Ming was confused.
Wei Jun motioned for him to look over: "Look, Du Ming is waiting here specially. As soon as you leave, he will immediately lead his troops to catch up."
Fan Ming stopped and saw Du Ming ordering his men. The men glanced at them warily and turned back to the city.
"If you think about it carefully, why would Du Ming say something like this to your face if he really wants your people? He just wants to make you angry before you enter the city, and then of course he will eat up your troops! Let's be honest,
Can you beat him?"
Of course... he can't beat him. Fan Ming knows himself, and he really can't beat the man who took Xingtong back in three days.
"He is Wu Zijing's traitor general!" Wei Jun emphasized again, "He followed the massacre of Yongcheng, and now he is building a Jingguan in Xingtong. A person like him is very murderous! He knows that the third lady is reasonable and you want to surrender.
Come here, you will definitely lead the Xingtong Army. If you add me to it, won't you fight him on the same level? So if you use this method to kill your people and seize your soldiers, then it will be a done deal. Will the third lady still be able to do it?
Can you refute his reputation? But you made his wedding clothes for nothing!"
Fan Ming followed his train of thought and thought about it, and was suddenly frightened.
This is completely possible! If Du Ming really leads people to catch up, they can only go to Jingguan to look for his head!
He regretted in his heart that if he had known that there was such a murderous god in Xingtong, he should not have come back! It was neither a choice to leave nor a stay. It was a dilemma.
"Brother Wei, save me!" Fan Ming grabbed Wei Jun's sleeve.
"General Fan, I can't beat him!" Wei Jun looked helpless, "That's why I said you can't leave. If you leave, there will be nothing you can do."
"Then I'll wait here?" Fan Ming couldn't even think about it, "Will Du Ming do something dirty? I have so many people eating, drinking, and eating..."
He came back because there was not much food and grass left!
"This...I don't know either." Wei Jun guessed, "If he has already targeted you, he will definitely try his best to cause trouble, right?"
Fan Ming couldn't sit still and turned around to see Du Ming's expressionless face, as if he was thinking about where to strike...
"Brother Wei!" Fan Ming made a decision immediately, "I would like to see Miss Third, please recommend me."
Wei Jun waved his hand: "General Fan is here to see Miss Third, there is no need for me to introduce him."
"What I mean is that we go to see Miss Third quietly and don't let him know!" Fan Ming pleaded, "otherwise I'm afraid he will cause trouble."
"this……"
"Please! If you give me a hand, my brother will remember you for the rest of his life!"
Now being held on fire, the best way Fan Ming can think of is to create a fait accompli before Du Ming takes action! As long as the third lady speaks and allows him to continue to lead the Xingtong Army, and he brings people into the city in an upright manner, then
Du Ming can't do anything anymore!
"Okay... okay." Wei Jun reluctantly agreed, "I am also helping myself when I help you. We will be brothers from now on."
Fan Ming then breathed a sigh of relief: "Good brother, thank you very much."
Wei Jun whispered a few words and led Fan Ming back.
As expected, Du Ming came to stop him: "Where is General Wei taking General Fan? The third lady is busy right now. I'm afraid she won't have time to see anyone, so she might as well wait a little longer."
Wei Jun rolled his eyes: "Is it okay to go to the latrine? I drink so much water and I need to pee! Or should General Du go with us?"
Du Ming's face froze, and Fan Ming felt relieved for a moment, but he said very politely: "I didn't stop all the way, so I borrowed a place, thank you."
"Come with me, General Fan!" Wei Jun led Fan Ming to the city gate in a swaggering manner, entered the duty room under the arrow tower, and came out through the back door.
There was no one here, only one car parked.
Wei Jun jumped up and said, "General Fan, please excuse me. This is a truck for transporting grain and grass."
How could Fan Ming care about this? He jumped up and imitated Wei Jun, covering his head and face with a straw mat.
The carriage jolted for a while and then stopped.
The two of them lifted up the straw mat and saw the words "Provincial Governor's Mansion". Fan Ming let out a sigh of relief.
He had never felt that these three words were so kind. As long as he entered this door and impressed the third lady, he no longer had to be afraid of that fierce man Du Ming!
"General Wei." The guard was surprised when he saw them, "How did you get into this car?"
Wei Jun held a few straws on his head, with a serious look on his face: "If you have nothing to do, let's go to another car and take a ride. It's quite interesting. By the way, is the third lady here?"
"Yes, please."
Wei Jun winked at Fan Ming.
Fan Ming hurriedly followed in.
The two of them drove straight in and arrived at the second hall.
Fan Ming looked up and saw that there were guards one after another inside and outside the door, and the security was extremely tight.
There was a woman sitting in front of the desk in the middle of the second hall, wearing a goose-yellow spring shirt, with dark hair, looking down at the files on the desk.
"Miss Third." Wei Jun called.
The woman raised her head when she heard the sound.
Fan Ming looked at it and his soul suddenly flew away. He didn't hear what Wei Jun said later. He was thinking that the Xu family's twin sisters were indeed well-deserved. This Miss Xu San was so beautiful. If he
Yan Er is also willing to pave the way for her!
While I was thinking wildly, a word suddenly burst into my ears: "...take it down!"
Then, those tall and powerful guards rushed up and aimed at him fiercely.
Fan Ming was shocked, and his soul suddenly returned to its original position.
Only then did he realize that there was a thin woman standing next to Miss Xu San. She looked at him coldly and said, "Fan Ming, my father treated you very well, but you stood by and watched after Xingtong's accident.
The war broke out and the people's families were destroyed. Can you be worthy of my father and the folks in Xingtong?!"