In a mountain forest more than thirty miles away from the capital, Fang Yun saw Zhou Xin and several scholars. They were holding horses in their hands and hiding in the grass.
"Brother Fang" Zhou Xin strode over and handed the reins of one of the horses to Fang Yun.
"Little Marquis," several scholars who were traveling with Zhou Xin said respectfully.
These seven scholars have all experienced the Bahrain mines and the slave riots, and survived. Whether it was Fang Yun's ability to calmly handle the crisis in the Bahrain mines and bring everyone out of danger, or go to the capital to be interrogated by three courts,
Fang Yun's courage in openly impeaching Yingwu Marquis Yang Hong was greatly admired by these scholars, so they unanimously decided to follow Fang Yun and join the army.
Fang Yun took the reins from Zhou Xin, glanced at the seven people, and said in a deep voice:
"Zhou Xin should have told you that joining the army will have certain risks. This is not a matter of a few months, but a matter of years or even ten years. There is a certain chance that you will never be able to go back.
Capital City.”
"Little Marquis, we all understand this. There is no ruthlessness on the battlefield, and you are responsible for life and death!"
A tall and slender man with bright eyes said loudly.
"Little Marquis, we all understand." Others nodded.
"Very good. What's your name?" Fang Yun pointed at the person who spoke first.
"Back to the young marquis, my name is Chu Kuang!" Chu Kuang saluted and said respectfully.
"The seven of you will be led by Chu Kuang from now on. Everyone has read the Art of War, and everyone should understand the meaning of the four words "orders and prohibitions". After leaving here, I ask all of you to obey my orders and do it.
Just four words: order, execution and prohibition. To put it simply, you will be my personal soldiers and confidants from now on. If I grant you the title of king or marquis in the future, I will naturally not treat you badly."
"Little Marquis, we understand."
The seven people all lowered their heads and put on a respectful posture, actually expressing their choice. Fang Yun's status was much superior to them. Even if he did not follow Fang Yun today, he would inevitably have to obey others in the future.
Order. This is their fate, it doesn't make much difference.
"This is the best. I won't say any more. I'm taking seven of you away today. I hope that in a few years, I can bring a few of you back in fine clothes! - Mount up!"
A group of nine people mounted their horses, whipped their whips, and immediately rode westward. The paths of life immediately diverge here.
Riding alone is much more convenient than riding a carriage. As long as there is a road, you can walk on it, and you can go into woods and mountains.
Fang Yun led several people not to take the main road, but directly cut across the mountains and headed west.
Everyone brought some dry food with them. After eating the food, they hunted foxes and deer on the spot and made a fire to roast them.
More than a month later, the group finally arrived at Yancheng, where Feng Ninghou was stationed.
Yancheng is located on the western border of the Great Zhou Dynasty, adjacent to the sea. Unlike other cities in the Great Zhou Dynasty, Yancheng looks dilapidated and gray, and it is not as rich as other places in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
"Is this Yan City?" Several scholars followed Fang Yun and walked on the mossy bluestone street. They asked in disbelief.
The Great Zhou Dynasty was prosperous and peaceful, and everyone was well-dressed, but the people here were wearing linen clothes. More importantly, these people were lifeless and had no vitality at all.
"There is nothing surprising. The people here used to be criminals from various provinces and prefectures. They were exiled and sent here to do hard labor. When they met the imperial edict, they became good citizens and later lived here. The merchants pursue profits.
, this place is originally a bitter and cold place, and tens of thousands of miles away is the Veda continent, which is known as the poor country. Businessmen are naturally unwilling to come to this kind of place. Without businessmen, this place can only become poorer and more miserable.
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Fang Yun led the horse and explained as he moved forward. Before he came, he had collected a lot of information and had some understanding of Yan City.
A few people thought about it. Apart from the criminals who were exiled and distributed, who else would be willing to come here.
Fang Yun also became more and more weird. When Feng Ninghou was young, he was elegant and elegant, and could be said to be a refined scholar. Unexpectedly, after becoming a prince, his habits changed drastically and he went to guard such a bitter and cold place.
"Let's go!"
The entire Yan City is a huge barracks, and the one who controls this huge barracks is a metal hall in the center of Yan City. Feng Ninghou Lan Fan lives in it.
"Go in, the Marquis is waiting for you inside." After a while, the guard came out and preached.
Fang Yun and his party filed in and entered the main hall.
The main hall was a bit dark, with captains, governors, generals, and generals standing on both sides. These people were all gathered together, seemingly discussing something. When they saw Fang Yun and others coming in, they all glanced over. Zhou Xin and others
Immediately I felt invisible pressure coming from all sides. I was immediately struggling and my pace slowed down a lot.
"Fang Yun has met Mr. Hou!"
Fang Yun looked calm, walked to the front of the main hall, and said to the man in Confucian clothes sitting on the metal throne at the top of the main hall.
The man in the main hall has a dignified appearance and a majestic demeanor, giving off a strong aura of a military prince. But his skin is extremely white, and he has three strands of black beard on his chin. In his majesty, he also exudes a sense of Confucian elegance.
His demeanor. Two completely different auras, perfectly combined in this person, giving people the feeling of a Confucian prince.
Along the way of martial arts, the higher the cultivation level, the more powerful the aura. When the cultivation level reaches the Qi level, the breath will be like thunder. When reaching the state of Yang Hong, it is as if the emperor of heaven has come to the world, the aura is as strong as yang, and extremely domineering.
However, Marquis Feng Ning was just a few feet in front of Fang Yun, but there was no breath coming out of him. It looked like he was really a Confucian scholar who had become a military general.
"Among the princes of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it is estimated that only Ning Fenghou has this kind of personality. He actually uses his Confucian aura to cover up his warrior aura."
Fang Yun was secretly shocked. To be able to cover up his own aura, it was either because he had some kind of treasure like the Hidden Pearl Breath, or because Feng Ninghou's cultivation level was really terrifying.
Fang Yun had a thought in his mind and immediately used the Zhanzhang Qi Technique. When he blinked and opened his eyes again, he immediately saw a red light covering most of the hall, spurting out from Feng Ninghou and shaking the sky. This light
It even spread out, covering the entire hall in a dense red.
"This Marquis Feng Ning!..."
Fang Yun was startled. His luck was red, which was the symbol of a prince. This brilliant light on Feng Ninghou was extremely impressive even among the princes of the Zhou Dynasty.
"Marquis Feng Ning has such strength, but he lives in a corner, suppressing this poor place. It is said that the great hermit hides in the court, and the small hermit hides in the wild. It is clear that Marquis Feng Ning does not want to get involved in any struggle."
Fang Yun glanced at Marquis Feng Ning, thoughtfully.
"You are Fang Yun, right?" Feng Ning Hou Lan Fan spoke at this time. When Fang Yun looked at the Qi method, Feng Ning Hou felt a strange light flashing in his eyes: "Li Ji's letter, in
On your body?"
Feng Ninghou's voice was mellow and calm, giving people a feeling of not fighting with others.
"Still."
Fang Yun immediately took out Li Ji's letter, and a guard immediately took it and handed it over.
The expressions of all the lieutenants, governors, and generals in the palace changed as soon as they heard the word Fang Yun. The three-hall trial and the impeachment of Marquis Wu had already made a fuss. I am afraid that the number one scholar in Zhou Dynasty would all
No Fang Yun is famous at this moment.
"Well," Marquis Feng Ning opened the letter of recommendation, glanced at it for a few moments, and immediately put it down.
"Your strength is more than enough to serve as a captain. However, the rules of the court cannot be abolished. Come, take him to report to Captain Ye Wang!"
Marquis Feng Ning wrote lightly. In the main hall, the faces of several generals changed slightly, and they immediately lowered their heads without saying a word.
"Yes, Lord Marquis!"
As soon as Feng Ninghou's voice fell, a white-robed guard immediately led Fang Yun and several others towards the west of the city. The group of people stayed in the palace for less than half a stick of incense and left immediately.
"Little Marquis, I feel like something is wrong!"
Chu Kuang followed up and whispered. Li Ji tried his best to pull Fang Yun into Feng Ninghou's army. They all knew about this matter. But judging from Feng Ninghou's expression, it seemed that he was not concerned about this matter.
This is very different from what they expected, creating a huge gap.
Fang Yun shook his head: "The problem is not with Marquis Feng Ning, but with the school captain Ye Wang. We will act according to the opportunity."
After a while, the west side of the city arrived. Many buildings stood around a huge school field. There were also many defensive camps set up around it. On the school field, hundreds of new recruits were training.
"You guys wait here, I'll go talk to the captain."
The white-robed guard said as he entered one of the houses.
After a while, the white-robed guard came out, followed by a lean man dressed as a school captain. This man's eyes were very slender. When he spoke, his eyes blinked. Although he didn't have eyebrows, his rat eyes gave people a kind of look.
I have a strong feeling that this person is good at scheming:
"The Marquis has already sent someone to tell me. There are only nine of you. I will send someone over soon to form a group. You can make your own arrangements! - Someone, take them to barracks No. 10!"
After Ye Wang said this, he flicked his sleeves, glanced deeply at Fang Yun, and immediately turned around and left. However, he did not go back to the barracks, but walked in another direction.
"Guys, please come with me!"
The soldier who was pointed out by Ye Wang said cautiously. The nine people in front of him were dressed luxuriously, and they were able to get Marquis Feng Ning to send personal guards. They must have a lot of background.
"arrive!"
What appeared in front of Fang Yun and others was a barracks that had been in disrepair for a long time. The wooden door was rotten and rotten. Before they even entered, a musty smell hit their nostrils.
"Little Marquis, this..."
Zhou Xin was also stunned. He didn't expect that the so-called barracks No. 10 was actually like this.
"Hmph!" Fang Yun sneered: "Don't think about it. This is the person Feng Ninghou asked us to deal with. When the prince summoned a small captain, he actually dared to disobey orders. If there is no big backing, he will live and die.
. Don’t think too much, this Ye Wang is either Pingdinghou or Zhenguohou who installed him. Anyway, he cannot be separated from the noble lineage."
Everyone was shocked when they heard what Fang Yun said. When everyone first entered the hall, Marquis Feng Ning was clearly convening everyone to discuss things. The school captain was also among those convened for discussion. This Ye
I forgot that at this time, I actually stayed in the barracks with peace of mind. What was that if I didn't feel confident?