"Lord, they are wearing the sword of the Gongqing. It was the golden sword for the court to sacrifice to heaven and earth or the great dynasty. Fan just wanted to express that he had the identity of the court dispatched him, so he wore the small silver sword for prevention. When the court gave him the clothes last year, he did not send out these utensils?" Old Man Han was amused and helpless, but he became angry as he said that.

If these were not distributed, the court would have done too much.

Wei Yang thought for a while and vaguely realized that Qing'er seemed to have been holding an extremely ugly sword, and muttered, "It's not okay to kill chickens and sheep." Feng Wu even scolded her for "Stop talking nonsense". Could it be that sword?

"It's a pity that there's so much gold!" Wei Yang sighed in his heart.

Old Man Han was speechless and explained for a while: "That's from brass."

What's the name of the Golden Sword?

Old Man Han had nothing to say.

In a moment, the entourage walked in outside and claimed that he had "invited" the group of people.

Where is the hiring?

They clearly dragged people over without saying anything.

Fan was full of frustration and resentment, and he felt that nothing was going well today.

Just as he got home, he was scolded by the craftsmen first. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that the old servant brought from the capital had already prepared his luggage.

He felt even more depressed.

But what he didn't expect was that a green-robed official, who was considered the same year, slapped him up and scolded him: "Is the old slave so angry? Could it be that the Wei surnamed sent you to bully the master with his servant?"

Fan felt a little unhappy at that time. He was the old man in his family. Even if it was wrong, it seemed that it was not the turn of others to teach him a lesson?

But he was unhappy and he didn't say anything.

Unexpectedly, the old servant said to him behind his back: "Your husband will be dead soon if you want to stay in Beiting. Wei Yang is a kind-hearted person. Even if you can stay, you will be afraid of it. Even if you can stay, you will only be the witness of the court. Under the hands of others, they will kill you. Even if you have a cup of poisonous wine, three-foot white silk, or even a knife, who can we reason with? Why not go back as soon as possible!"

These words are good words, but they sound a bit unpleasant.

"The person surnamed Wei has a knife. Could it be that I am weak and can be bullied?" Fan scolded, "No need to say much, I am the prefect of Beiting, the imperial court appointed by the imperial court, so why fear Weiyang."

After saying this, someone said outside: "Dr. Fan, General asked you to be obedient."

The yard was shocked by a group of bureaucrats' hands and feet, and someone couldn't help but say, "How can you kill someone behind the scenes? Don't go!"

The soldiers outside the door sneered and scolded: "Who are you waiting for? You are also matched with the sword of the general? Pack your bags and get out."

Then he saw a team of iron armored soldiers entering the door and pulling everyone's arms and leaving. The old servant smiled.

After entering the door, the bureaucrats saw Wei Yang sitting upright in the White Tiger Festival Hall, and his generals were lined up on both sides, looking at them with disbelief.

Fan said angrily: "We are officials dispatched by the court and approved by the Ministry of Personnel. How can we expel them? Could it be that Beiting is not Beiting of the Ming Dynasty?"

Wei Yang smiled and said, "Beiting has been the land of China since ancient times, and it is naturally the Beiting of the Ming Dynasty. However, Beiting is not the Beiting of the Ming bureaucrats like you. Okay, let's discuss military information and have a banquet in the back hall to see you off. Tomorrow morning, you will go to Hami to prepare for your return. None of you are qualified here. Therefore, I will expel you and others as inferior officials on behalf of the Beiting military and civilians."

I came to the back hall for a while and saw a few tables, setting up ordinary wine and rice. The wine was strong wine, but the rice was simple and simple, and it was not even the color, fragrance and taste. It was really rough.

Wei Yang said: "Since you are not in the White Tiger Festival Hall, you can do whatever you want."

But to his surprise, there was a braised prawn on the table.

"There are lakes twenty miles west of Beiting, and there are fish and shrimps in the lake. This is exactly what we get from the lake." Old Man Han introduced.

Wei Yang looked at the other dishes again, and there were even rare syrup dishes. Are there already farmers who specialize in growing vegetables in Beiting?

He looked at a braised elbow and suddenly felt aroused his heart and asked, "Do you have a pig's heart?"

How?

Wei Yang said: "It is natural to pay attention to sending you home. How can you lose the pig's heart if you have big shrimps? Get some."

There are really some in the kitchen to be put in water for later use. In recent years, after Weiyang's promotion, the western side has eaten more pork, and the way to eat has changed a bit.

Therefore, the kitchen that was originally preparing to celebrate the triumph today has prepared some water, such as cold pork lungs and spicy pork lungs, which are delicious, can now be placed on the table, and no one in the western border laughs at the shabby government.

But Fan and others were extremely angry, thinking that this was a humiliation of the imperial officials.

"I'm hungry, so let's eat. Please advise them to eat more wine." Wei Yang sat down and picked up the chopsticks, took the white flour bun, and slashed the pig's lungs in the middle. After a big mouthful, he could relieve a little hunger and thirst. Everyone saw him eating in big mouthfuls. It was really wind swept the can't help but he didn't care much about it immediately. Xilihuluo had a good time to eat it first.

Fan and others were dumbfounded. How could this be what the imperial honors should have?

Wei Yang ate two steamed buns first and stopped eating them. When the noodles came, he ate a little while drinking the noodle soup. Then he ate more dishes, but the wine did not stick to a drop.

Fan and others were feeling like they were sitting on pins and needles, so where could they eat?

"Eat, go back to sleep after you are full." Wei Yang said kindly, "especially this big shrimp and pig heart, you have to eat more. This is the dish that suits you the most. If you are full, then I'll say, listen."

He said slowly: "I will interrogate the criminals one by one in a while, but the charge of assassinating the imperial officials is equivalent to a serious crime of treason and must be tried by the three officials. Therefore, when you go back tomorrow, you will take all those people away. I will write a letter and send someone to send you to Jiayuguan with them and hand them to Shenying to the capital. I don't have to worry about the rest."

As soon as he said this, all the generals and schools under his command were furious.

Isn’t this showing weakness to the court?

wrong!

"My mind is very simple, and you don't have to interpret too much. I will definitely abide by the rules that should be followed, so you can also testify." Wei Yang said, "As for how the three departments tried, it is the power of the court. I just hope that you will fulfill your mission and do it well. I will not send it to you. I wish you a smooth journey."

Fan and others were shocked and suspicious. They also believed that Wei Yang showed weakness to the emperor because he expelled the imperial court's official orders, but this did not conform to the character of the Beiting Hou.

What other conspiracies are he using?

After a meal, Fan and others said goodbye with their own thoughts. At this time, their subordinates asked: "Why are you afraid of the court? These people are those who commit crimes in Beiting. They should deal with them locally. For their crimes, they should behead them. Why should they hand them over to the court? Don't you know that they will let these people go so that they can bribe all the sects in the world?"

Wei Yang smiled but said nothing.

Let them go?

I'm afraid they will be silenced halfway through the way. Moreover, the Demon Cult's actions have been rampant these days, and they are facing great pressure. They will not miss such a good opportunity to provoke the relationship between the Western Front and the imperial court, the Western Front and those gangs, and the Western Front and those gangs.

Then the plan will be out?
Chapter completed!