Fan Zhongyi was taken to another house and immediately felt as if he had arrived in another place.

In Daizhou, this border city is mainly used to guard Yanmen Pass, which is truly a military town. So when Fan Zhongyi arrived here, he saw rough, low but solid buildings, brick and stone walls, and rammed earth walls.

The scene he saw in front of him subconsciously rubbed his eyes. There were lakes, rockery, pavilions, and birds. There were birds singing from somewhere. A wall passed by, the messy Daizhou market had gone away, and a sense of tranquility surged into his heart.

The entourage was settled in another room, and Fan Zhongyi moved into a wing room. The general told me: "You can live here, wash it first, and don't walk around."

Fan Zhongyi bowed his fists and Quan agreed. He murmured in his heart: This yard is most likely Yang Ye’s residence.

There are many sentries outside the house, but when you come in, you rarely see people. Only at the end of the corridors and intersections, saw men wearing common clothes walking back and forth casually.

Sure enough, someone prepared hot water for bathing. Soon after, Fan Zhongyi lay comfortably in the bathtub. As soon as his waist and legs sore in the hot water, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Suddenly, such good treatment made Fan Zhongyi feel comfortable, but he did not forget his mission to go south. He was tired, but his mind never stopped for a moment.

Two signs of realization made Fan Zhongyi pay extra attention: First, the city was very panicked, and the panic was not caused by the Liao army's attack. Second, something seemed to have happened to the front camp of the Hedong Army.

Fan Zhongyi closed his eyes and did not move for a long time... Xu Jun's former military official should be similar to some officials in the military supervision department, and more than one; Yang Ye's military power should be scattered by some government offices such as the former military official. However, there is a key issue. Most of the soldiers of the Hedong Army were surrendered soldiers of the Former Eastern Han Dynasty (Northern Han Dynasty), while Yang Ye was a well-known "Yang Wudi" in the Eastern Han Dynasty. He was very prestigious and famous in the army and belonged to the old general of the Eastern Han Dynasty. If the situation changes, any power is useless in the face of unruly violence!

Fan Zhongyi boldly speculated that since Yang Ye dared to escape from Tokyo, he would be prepared after he came back... In this way, it also proved that there was indeed a reason for Yang Ye to suddenly leave Tokyo!

The water was already a little cold, and Fan Zhongyi got up to dress.

As soon as he finished packing, an old man with gray hair and gray hair came into the wing room and said, "Come with me."

Fan Zhongyi asked, "Where to go?"

The old man turned around and went out without saying a word. Fan Zhongyi couldn't help but follow him consciously.

When he arrived at a room, Fan Zhongyi walked in and saw a burly man sitting next to the coffee table. The old man said, "Alang, you are here."

Fan Zhongyi turned around slightly and saw that the old man had gone out.

The burly man said: "Fan Mansion, sit down."

Fan Zhongyi was immediately surprised. His identity was found out. Xu Guo had spies in the Great Liao Dynasty. But he immediately thought of a simple question: his two entourages were no longer taken to where they were taken.

Fan Zhongyi calmed down and clasped his fists and said in a flattering manner: "You are Yang Wudi, the commander of the East Army of Daxu He?"

"It's just a false reputation." Yang Yedao, he pretended to be calm and calm, but the anxiety between his eyebrows was very obvious.

Fan Zhongyi walked over carefully, looked around and observed the movements around him, as if he felt that there were only two of them in the whole yard.

Yang Ye said bluntly: "A Han traitor... should be a Han official from Liao. Why did he travel thousands of miles to Hedong to find Yang?"

Fan Zhongyi's face suddenly looked very ugly, but he could only bear this tone and said, "I was from Youzhou and I have been a citizen of the Daliao since I was a child. The general had some misunderstandings. There were not only Khitans under the rule of the Daliao, but also Xi, Jurchens, Tatars, and Han. Everyone can be an official in the court."

"Ha!" Yang Ye sneered.

Fan Zhongyi said calmly: "Yang Gong is loyal to Xu Guo court, what does the court treat you?"

"What does it mean?" Yang Ye asked.

Fan Zhongyi said: "Li Chuyun and Luo Yanhuan were founding heroes, and this was the case. Duke Yang was a surrendered general in the Eastern Han Dynasty and held heavy troops. Do you think about the situation?"

"Bang!" Yang Ye suddenly slapped the teacup on it, and the water spilled on it. Suddenly, it scared Fan Zhongyi. Yang Ye was furious and looked cold after a moment, "Do you think that with a perfect tongue, Yang can be forgotten by his ancestors. Zong surrendered to the Liao Kingdom and be willing to be a slave of the three surnames?!"

Fan Zhongyi was not scared, so he quickly calmed down and said kindly: "Why should Mr. Yang surrender to the Great Liao? Hedong was originally the land of the Eastern Han Dynasty and was destroyed by the Xu State. Why did Mr. Yang surrender to others?"

Yang Ye said: "Xiao Siwen's plan to disagree with others is too underestimated by Yang! You are a spy, and it is useless to say more!"

At this moment, there seemed to be someone outside the door, and the old man's voice just now said, "Alang."

Yang Ye still said angrily: "Come in!"

The old man entered, walked to Yang Ye, bowed his head and muttered a few words in Yang Ye's ear.

Fan Zhongyi pricked up his ears, his voice was too low and he couldn't hear clearly, but he could vaguely hear words such as "Ming Court" and "Lu".

After the old man finished speaking, Yang Ye gave a wink. The old man said to Fan Zhongyi: "Come with me."

Fan Zhongyi stood up, held his fists and bowed to Yang Ye, "Go farewell first."

The two left the living room and walked north along the way. Fan Zhongyi felt that the old man should be Yang Ye's confidant, so he said, "I still have a few words to say, so I'll bother Mr. Yang. The court sent someone to negotiate terms, so he can't believe it easily. Now that things have come to this point, even if they are calmed down, the upper part will have to settle it sooner or later."

The old man seemed to be mute, and seemed to be unable to understand Fan Zhongyi's words, so he had no intention of answering.

As soon as Fan Zhongyi returned to the place before, he saw several big men waiting there. When he saw Fan Zhongyi, he tied him up and without saying a word. Fan Zhongyi's heart skipped a beat, and saw a man coming with a cloth fortress. He hurriedly said, "Old sir, please call Yang Gongsansi!"

Then his head turned black and he was covered in a linen pocket.

Fan Zhongyi felt like he got on a carriage, and then the sound of the wheels was "chick and gurgling". Gradually, the noise of the city in his ears disappeared, leaving only the very boring and monotonous sound of the wheels.

Fan Zhongyi was very frightened and frightened. Yang Ye had already clearly rejected his lobbying. Is he going to kill someone to silence him?

About a few days later, the dying Fan Zhongyi suddenly felt the light in front of him. When he opened his eyes, he first saw the broken and familiar ruins: the Great Wall.

A voice said, "Where did it come from? Get out!"

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Chapter completed!