The next day, the Fanyang County Office was lively. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Duwei Pershing did not just invite Yanbei, but also invited the county magistrate of Fanyang and the three elders of the gentry and common people in the surrounding townships, he planned to take this opportunity not only to get rid of Yanbei, a big trouble, but also to use Yanbei's life to deter these leading figures in Fanyang County, so that Zhang Chun could take over Fanyang County in the future.

The three elders are the people with high civil lords and high morality in the Qianshou Middle School, and most of them are held by the elderly, who are responsible for ordinary affairs between the people.

In Pershing's view, the rebellion following Zhang Ju and Zhang Chun is still very promising, as the saying goes, wealth is in danger, if they succeed in entering Luoyang, with his current status in the rebels, it will be the founding general! What glory and wealth cannot be sought in the future?

The marquis can be obtained, and the wealth can also be obtained!

The news came from Liaodong on horses, and 100,000 Wuhuan people who responded to Zhang Ju's rebellion began to march westward under the leadership of the great man Qiu Liju, and it is expected that they will pass through Fanyang within half a month, and they will be able to take the entire territory of Jizhou before they freeze.

It was a hundred thousand soldiers and horses, and a city with a few hundred or more defenders was like a defenseless baby in front of them, and there was no need to attack at all.

When the time comes, take the east of the river and hold the crossing of the Yellow River, and everything will be safe!

If you enter, you can win the world by taking Luojing, and if you retreat, you can defend the Yellow River and draw the land and govern.

"Why hasn't Yanbei come yet?" Pershing sat in the hall with a bad look, and most of the people invited to the banquet in the county were present, but the position left for Yanbei in the middle was still empty. This made Pershing feel annoyed, glanced at the knife hand that had been waiting behind the screen for a long time, and couldn't help frowning and calling an attendant and saying, "Find a general in the army, go out of the city and go to Yan's Wu to have a look!" ”

At this moment, a soldier standing outside the door sang loudly: "Yan Junhou has arrived!" ”

With the sound of horses' hooves, Pershing, who was sitting at the top of the hall in the front and back of the transparent government courtyard, saw at a glance the figure of the man turning over and dismounting outside, and at the same time he squinted his eyes!

He not only saw Yanbei, but also saw several cavalry horses brought by Yanbei.

These people wear helmets and armor, which is not excessive, where have they come to a banquet and still carry a knife in these years?

Yanbei brought twenty warriors lined with rhino leather armor and two armors, as well as twenty-one steel knives they carried!

"Go and get their knives down, and you have to say it well."

Pershing ordered the attendant next to him to take Yanbei's knife down, this is not difficult for Pershing Qiangren, this is also a kind of etiquette, not to mention inviting to the banquet, usually even if you go to a friend's house, you have to put the sword outside the house, where is Yanbei like this, you can come prepared from a distance?

Pershing has never seen such an unreasonable person, and at the same time he has some disdain in his heart...... He knew that Yanbei was a Han'er from Liaodong County, which was close to foreigners and was often regarded as a barbarian in the Central Plains, but he didn't expect this guy to be like this and come to the banquet with a knife!

Does Yanbei not understand etiquette, or is he wary of him in his heart, or even takes him in his eyes at all?

"Marquis Yan, weapons are not allowed during the banquet, please ......"

"Lao Tzu carried a knife in his mother's womb, what's the matter?" Yan Bei pushed away the attendants ferociously, and took Wang Dang, Lei Gong, Li Damu and others who were dressed in armor and rushed in, regardless of the attendants who were pushed aside, and when he entered the hall, he first looked around the left and right, and lightly bowed his hand to the stunned Pershing in the hall, and withdrew his hand halfway through the work, pulled open a few cases and knelt on the futon, raised his head and poured a sip of spirits, and then looked at the subordinates standing on the left and right and said: "Don't be polite, just treat it as if you are at your own house, come here, go to a few cases of futons, and serve wine and food!" ”

Ten walked into the hall, and ten stood outside...... Pershing was a little confused, who was giving the horse to whom today?

The slaves didn't know what to do, and they all turned their eyes to Pershing, who was sitting on the head, and Pershing also frowned at this time, looking at Yan Bei and not knowing what to say...... Is this a villain?

This bastard!

"Pan Duwei invited Yan to appreciate the light, isn't it just to excuse Yan? What is the crime of the Captain? Yan Bei was feasting on a few exquisite fish trays, raised his head and smiled: "As long as you let Yan and these brothers have a full meal, Du Wei, please give me a seat!" ”

At this moment, not only did Pershing's face show disgust, but even the Fan Yang gentry, who had been invited to the county government office to participate in the banquet, couldn't help frowning...... Only Master Chen, who had dealt with Yanbei, had a different color on his face, lowered his head and kept looking at Yanbei and Pershing's faces with his spare eyes.

Others have heard the name of Yanbei, but they feel that meeting is not as good as being famous and are disappointed, but Master Chen doesn't think so.

He knew Yanbei two years ago, and knew that although Yanbei was from a humble background, he paid more attention to etiquette and face because of his inner ambitions, and he usually regarded him as a humble gentleman and a gentle and jade-like figure if he didn't get along with people, and joining the rebel army for half a year would never bring such a big change to people.

Yanbei is like this, there is only one possibility, he has to be like this!

"Give them a few cases, and put them all at the door!" Pershing beckoned to the servant and whispered a command, before he said loudly, "Take a seat!" ”

Yanbei is a military marquis, the seat is on the left side of the middle of the hall, and on his left and right are the military marquis under Pershing, and behind him is a very long screen, behind which fifteen swordsmen have been laid out...... Such an arrangement is precisely to kill this Pershing's heart in a foolproof way!

It's just that in the current situation, Pershing is a little hesitant.

He regretted it a little, why didn't he listen to Chen Shuang's advice and place a few dead soldiers around him...... Although Yanbei is far away from him, there is still the possibility of rushing to the front after more than 20 steps!

"Yan Junhou is right, Pan invited you to come over today, just to apologize to you, there is no way to govern the army under the army, so that yesterday's soldiers and horses were chaotic, robbed of your property, and all of them will be returned today." Pershing said, changing the conversation and said: "However, there are indeed some problems with the financing of military rations, so please come today, and there is a reluctant request below, I hope you ......."

Before Pershing's words could be finished, he was interrupted arrogantly, and the owner of the voice was none other than Yanbei in the middle of the hall.

"Captain, don't say it if you are reluctant, why do you say it when you are embarrassed?"

'Smack! ’

Pershing's palm slammed on top of several cases, and the wine bottle he was holding in one hand had been lifted and gently put down, glaring at Yan Bei and shouting: "Yan Erlang, do you still have Pan Mou in your eyes?" ”

Yan Bei smiled lightly, sneered without hesitation, and then arched his hand and said, "Du Lieutenant, you said, Du Lieutenant, you said, isn't it okay for Yan Er not to intervene?" ”

His smile was very sincere, but his heart was cold...... Just now Pershing lifted the wine bottle, and he saw the figure behind the screen.

This bastard really wants to kill Lao Tzu!

Yan Bei didn't look back, he could guess that the screen behind him in the position he was sitting on must also have hidden knife hands, as long as Pershing gave an order, dozens of knife hands would burst out and chop themselves into a puddle of meat mud.

He smiled at Pershing, who was headed, and observed the distance between him and Pershing...... Give him five breaths, and he will be sure enough to draw his knife and cut Pershing over.

But Pershing only needs a breath to summon the knife hand that has been in ambush for a long time.

"What about the reluctant request that Pan want to say, even if I hope that you will replenish food and grass for our soldiers and horses, and donate property for military funds...... Hehe, of course, Pan will not treat you badly, it is really the urgency of the Wuhuan soldiers and horses to go south, this is also for the consideration of the kings, if the Wuhuan army of 100,000 goes south but has no food and grass, I am afraid that it will rob the county, and then it will not be Pan who can control it. ”

Pan Xingpi smiled and smiled, then held the wine bottle with one hand and raised his eyebrows, looked at Yanbei and said: "Yan Junhou, Pan heard that you also have Wubao in the county, and there are still 200 acres of fertile land, and now Wuhuan is about to go south, since it is the military marquis in our army, he should naturally set an example for the princes in the county and donate 700 stone of military rations, what do you think?" ”

Seven hundred stone grain and grass?

During the banquet, everyone whispered, at this time, even if Yan's Wu's 200 acres are high-grade fertile land, the annual output is only 650 stones, and the yield per mu in this year is generally 2 to 3 stones, where did Yanbei get him 700 stones of grain and grass?

Master Chen frowned, once again crossed his gaze over Yan Bei and Pershing's faces, and looked at the figure on the screen behind Yan Bei silently...... This is a poor dagger!

Yan Bei's head was slightly raised, he lowered his eyes to look at Pershing, a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, he raised his hand and gently knocked the iron armor on his chest, the crisp voice attracted people's attention, and the ten subordinates at the end of the hall clasped their hands on the ring knife at their waists.

Then, Yan Bei got up with a smile on his face, swaggered out two steps and arched his hand, and said: "Back to the captain, my subordinates think that the top priority now is not to fight in the same room, let alone ...... Do you think dozens of knife men can really take the lives of the next man? “

Yan Bei directly opened his mouth to stab Pershing's last layer of window paper, tore open his face, pointed out that Pershing wanted to ambush him here, and then held the scabbard in his left hand and the handle of the knife in his right hand and walked steadily upward.

With a murderous look on one's face!

Pershing's eyes were like copper bells, he never expected that Yan Bei would get up just to find an opportunity for hand-to-hand combat, seeing that Yan Bei seemed to be walking quickly with Wanfu's improper momentum, he hurriedly threw down the wine bottle, and shouted: "Where is the knife hand?" ”

With the sound of the screen collapsing, fifteen swordsmen on the left and right stepped out, but before they could take a step, some moved faster than them.

There is no knife in the ring head knife, and under the rope of the handle is the knife holder that fixes the scabbard, with the piercing sound of the knife clip rubbing against the scabbard, a cold light flashed from Yan Bei's hand, and a knife cut off the wine bottle that ejected from the ground, and Yan Bei, who was furious, raised his knife and pointed directly at the left and right knife hands and shouted: "Which one dares to move!" ”

With Yan Bei's loud shout, ten samurai at the end of the hall kicked over a few cases, a sound of swords out of the sheath, shouted and charged forward to protect Yan Bei in the middle, and then the wooden door of the county office was suddenly broken, accompanied by the sound of the horse's heavy hooves stepping into the hall, and ten warriors in armor on horseback with strong crossbows aimed at the panicked Pershing.

A strong crossbow in front of you, which one dares to move?