Chapter 492 Cooking Wine on Heroes

At the end of October, the autumn wind swept away, and thousands of trees gradually appeared in depression.

"Give this letter to Mr. Zhengxun outside the city."

Fang Yun sat in the carriage with flat eyes. Through the window, he handed out a letter with a lead seal.

"Yes, my lord. The subordinates are bound to send the letter.

Outside the carriage, the moth pretended to be a peddler, took the letter and said respectfully.

"Hmm."

Fang Yun waved his hand: "Go ahead."

Oh, don't say more, turn around and quickly disappear into the crowd.

Fang Yun hung up the curtain of the carriage, leaned against the carriage, and fell into meditation. The purpose of this trip to the capital has been achieved. The matter of the eldest brother's title of the marquis has been settled, and he can leave the capital.

As for his grandfather Liu Zhengxun, Fang Yun had many ways to solve it. However, what he finally adopted was the softest means.

Renlun is the righteousness of heaven and earth. If there is no brotherhood in a person's heart, the friendship of friends, the kindness of parents, the righteousness of relatives, no matter how high the martial arts cultivation is, it is no different from the walking corpse. Just like the dead trees and rocks beside the road, it's meaningless to talk.

Fang Yun is more or less satisfied that things can be solved in this way. No matter how tough people are, they also have a weak side. Although his grandfather did not say it clearly, he withdrew the submission of six impeachment documents, which was enough to show his intentions.

It's just that my grandfather has been more than 70 years old, and he has been stubborn for a long time. He was asked to repent at once and take the initiative to admit his mistakes to his two children. That's more uncomfortable than killing him. Grandpa can never do such a thing. Therefore, in the end, Fang Yun still needs to take a step forward.

"Dance, I have done what I can do. Next, it depends on your choice. If a person is not a sage, who can have no fault. As long as you can repent, you can still enjoy the joy of family in this life.

Fang Yun thought silently in his heart. There was a shout out of the window. The carriage immediately headed south.

"Let's go."

In the bustling crowd, Yang Hong sat silently in the carriage, motionless. Fang Yun's carriage disappeared at the end. Yang Hong said to the strong man who was driving.

"Yes, marquis!"

The strong changed carriage of the Sifang Marquis Mansion, with a whip and four white horses, immediately lifted the horses' hoofs, the mane fluttered, and chased to the place where Fang Yun disappeared.

"This boy is waiting for you!,, the soul in the ring.

"I know."

Yang Hong said indifferently. After saying that, he closed his eyes and looked calm and motionless.

When Li Peng was shaken up, he immediately became a thousand miles away. Fang Yun turned into an eel and left, but left in a carriage. The intention is self-evident. Fang Yun knew that Yang Hong would definitely keep up. Yang Hong also knew that he must keep up. After refining the blood of Li Peng, Fang Yun has shown terrible potential. If you don't remove him now, you will remove him in the future!

"Drive!"

Ma Mou turned his wheel and walked towards the distance. The two carriages, one in front and one behind, were several miles apart and headed towards the distance. Day and night, neither Fang Yun nor Yang Hong stopped.

In the early morning of the next day, the carriage passed through a mountain. It finally stopped. The sky is drizzling. The trees stand in the mountains, and the vegetation is deep beside the road. A long figure stood in the middle of the road.

Fang Yun wore a purple gold crown, stood with his hands on his back, raised his head slightly, and waited silently. Behind him, empty.'s empty. The carriage, which had gone for a long time, seemed to have been driven away by him.

"The state of the car!"

The sound of rut, a purple carriage, leaning against the light rain, slowly galloping from the distance of the path. Seeing Fang Yun standing in the middle of the road, he closed his eyes and waited. The carriage covered with purple cloth stopped... "Squeak!"

The wooden door of the carriage was opened, and the purple robe was pulled. Yang Hong stepped out of the carriage in purple clothes.

"Yang Hong, you're finally here."

Fang Yun opened his eyes and said calmly.

"Well, I've kept you waiting for a long time."

Yang Hong's expression was calm and powerful. He waved his big hand, and the carriage pretended to be a follower. He shouted, raised the carriage, and immediately turned around. Drive in the direction you are coming.

As soon as the driver left, there were only Fang Yun and Yang Hong left in the forest path. Extradinarily quiet.

The two looked at each other, and Yang Hong sighed, "We could have become friends. It's just... It's a pity!"

"Yes, it's a pity."

Fang Yun also replied.

Yang Hong is the best of his peers in terms of heart, determination, skill and strength. At the age of fifteen, he became famous all over the world, and he was invincible. There are more than a million alien slaves captured. Yang Hong's courage and talent are self-evident. Moreover, this is a human opportunity, and the city is not comparable to ordinary people. Whether it is to give up a confidant, turned into a white bone, spread on the road of princes, or who is safe in the city, a blank letter, trying to alienate himself from Liu Che.

The means shown by Yang Hong are far from comparable to Tongji. Even Fang Yun, I still admire him! If such a person hadn't stood on the opposite side of the Fang family, Fang Yun might have made friends.

It's just a pity that the way is different, and we don't plan to do it. From the moment Yang Hong stood on the opposite side of the Fang family, the two were destined to have only one person standing.

A gorgeous platform can only have one protagonist!

If Yang Hongsheng, Fang Yun will die; if Fang Yunsheng will die, Yang Hong will die! From the beginning, Yang Hong was positioned by the emperor as a tool used to deal with civilian marquis.

If the Fang family sits big, Yang Hong will lose its use value. For the re-utilization value of the emperor. And if Yang Hong sits up, the Fang family is bound to lose. Fang Yun is determined not to let such a situation happen. Only one person can live between the two people.

Yang Hong is clear that with the speed of Fang Yun's progress, it is even more difficult to kill Fang Yun if he miss the present. Once there are three marquises in the Fang family, that is, when he is completely out of favor, the emperor must choose another wise person in order to balance.

Fang Yun also knows that his footsteps are getting faster and faster. If it is not shown, it will make Yang Hong feel that there is indeed an opportunity to take advantage of it. So with Yang Hong's cautious style, once he knows that he is not his opponent, he is bound to live in the capital and not take half a step.

At that time, Fang Yun had great ability. It is also impossible to ignore the laws of the court and kill Yang Hong under the eyes of the emperor. Yang Hong is really as stable as Mount Tai.

"Now is the best time to kill Yang Hong."

Fang Yun's eyes blinked.

"It's still early" Yang Hong looked up, withdrew his eyes, smiled and said, "Why don't we climb the mountain here for a drink?"

"It's so urgent"

Fang Yun nodded. After this war, it was the time when Yang Hong disappeared. Such opponents are difficult to meet in the future. Naturally, Fang Yun didn't mind having a drink with him as a souvenir.

The two climbed to the top of a nearby mountain with gorgeous rocks. Yang Hong sat down cross-legged, took out a coffee table, put on a tea set, a cup, and pushed a cup in front of Fang Yun.

"Let's have tea." Yang Hongdao.

"Thank you very much." Fang Yun took the teacup and took a sip. He has the power of Zhu Guo in his body, but he is not afraid that Yang Hong will poison him.

Yang Hong also drank a cup by himself and took a sip: "Fang Yun, you can sit opposite a person like you and drink tea. It feels very good. Unfortunately, this may be the first or the last time.

Fang Yun nodded: "I seldom drink tea with the enemy, except you. Speaking of which, if you hadn't been oppressing me all the time, I might not have made progress so fast at the beginning.

"You don't have to thank me either. I didn't have any good intentions at that time. I have to admit that from beginning to end, I have never regarded you as a person who can be on an equal footing with me. This is a huge mistake. If you knew that you would have such achievements today. Maybe I will take the same approach as the thirteenth prince Liu Che. Otherwise, it's more simply to kill you in person, and then choose another pair, such as your big brother Fang Lin, which will be much better.

Yang Hong said to himself.

"This is really a good idea. Unfortunately, what we are talking about now is if, and everything has long passed.

Fang Yun did not hide it and admitted it directly.

"Oh, Fang Yun, I appreciate this from you. Don't make meaningless assumptions and ifs. Come on, touch it."

The two of them used tea instead of wine and touched it.

Fang Yun looked at Yang Hong, his heart moved, and suddenly said, "Yang Hong, do you know? Among the top four young masters in the world, there was no place for you. Even in the next six years, there will be no place for you. More than that, the Great Zhou Dynasty should not appear in the eighth Wuhou at all.

A playful smile appeared at the corners of Yang Hong's mouth: "Interesting. Go on, I'll listen."

Fang Yun looked at Yang Hong's appearance and knew that he didn't take it to heart. He just smiled and didn't care: "Let me ask you, have you heard the name of the teacher?"

"Confucian leader, good at the deduction of Zhou Yi. Is it the one who created the "Huangji Jingshi" and became the head of the scriptures of Lantai Secret Garden?

Yang Hong frowned slightly.

"Not bad. You haven't always been strange. Why do I have this kind of cultivation today? Now I'll tell you that a year and a half ago, when I was injured by Yang Qian and Li Ping in the school palace, my soul drifted away and entered the forbidden plum blossom forest in the capital.

Yang Hong's face suddenly changed.

Fang Yun glanced at him and drank a drink. Xiangming continued, "When I entered, I happened to meet the teacher in Zhou Yi, deducing the future trend between heaven and earth."

Before Yang Hong opened his mouth, a hoarse voice suddenly came out of Yang Hong's left hand ring, and his voice was short: "Zhou Yi deduction?!! Who is he deducing for?

Fang Yun took a look at the ring in Yang Hong's hand, and was not surprised: "During this period, ancient sects appeared one after another, choosing descendants one by one. You should be the one in ancient times, right?

"You are a little clever. Yes, I do come from ancient times. Tell me one by one, why on earth did the teacher deduce the future with the beginning of "Basuo"?

The soul in the ring.

"I can't tell you this. One by one, Yang Hong, do you still want to listen?"

Fang Yundao.

"Continue.

Yang Hong held the teacup in his hand and lowered his head, making it hard to see what the expression was on his face.

"In the teacher's deduction. I have to get a glimpse of the trend in the next ten years. Yang Hong, in the original fate, if there is no accident, you are still unable to suppress your ambition. Still lead the subordinates you sacrificed. And the time of your title should be six years later, and your title should be the Marquis of Hundred War, not the Marquis of Yingwu!"

"Nonsense! Yang Hong, don't listen to his nonsense. He is attacking your mood!"

The soul shouted in the ring.

"Is it nonsense? Just remember it and you will know. Yang Hong, the deduction took place more than half a year before I impeached you. Think back, what has happened in the past half a year!"

As soon as Fang Yun's voice fell, he immediately saw Yang Hong's body tremble.