It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 343 The Wengcheng Contest Confuses People

After noon on the second day, Zhang Fang came as expected.

However, he only brought with him a retinue of less than fifty people, and it looked like it was very hard to fight against the wind and snow.

He Jiunian and Zhao Ran guarded the gate of Jinyong City, not wanting him to come in.

"What? I am delivering rouge and gouache to the Queen. She has been thinking about what she wants." Zhang Fang pointed to the carriage behind him, which had several large boxes on it.

He Jiunian was a little irritated, but he still held it back and said politely: "General, please wait a moment. The Queen has just moved in, and there are many things that need to be packed..."

"It's okay, I'll wait." Zhang Fang had a very good temper.

Zhao Ran kept holding his sword tightly with his hand, his eyes filled with hatred. In order to avoid Zhang Fang discovering Zhao Ran's identity, He Jiunian turned around and yelled at Zhao Ran, "What's going on? Even if you cleaned up late yesterday, you can't be late today. Do you know the rules? Go, first Go and report to the Queen that the general is here! Then go to the Military Affairs Office to get the ten army sticks!"

Seeing that Zhao Ran didn't move, He Jiunian had no choice but to kick him. Zhao Ran then clasped his fists and said yes, turned around and ran away quickly.

Zhang Fang glanced at Zhao Ran several times before asking, "Isn't this a member of your Imperial Army?"

"Hey, this matter is quite complicated to talk about." He Jiunian smiled bitterly, "Sima Ying's military guard Zhao Zhuo has a very good relationship with the Queen. Didn't he defect to Sima Ying after he came out? Queen. The five hundred military guards he brought also came with him, and Commander Yuan arranged for them to join the imperial army... To be honest, we don't even have enough to eat. How can we manage so many people... General, why don’t you think of something?”

"Hey, I can't handle this, so I'd better ask the Queen." Zhang Fang immediately waved his hand and shook his head, "There are too many people, and I can't afford them."

"No, you are the most powerful, and it is very majestic to have them follow you." He Jiunian showed an expression of admiration, "Now who doesn't know your heroic record, a victorious general in every battle, it's really great !”

Several Imperial Guardsmen behind He Jiunian also nodded together, and one of the quick-tongued ones even forced himself forward and said, "General, it's okay for you to recruit us."

"Hey, you guys, don't say that. If the Queen finds out, she will be unhappy." Zhang Fang was still polite on the surface, but his heart was already drifting.

"It's okay, it's okay, isn't the Queen going to Chang'an later? You also need to be escorted... Then we will follow you, and we will feel at ease." Another military guard came over.

When these people talked at the gate of Jinyong City, they didn't even feel that the weather was cold and windy and snowy. Zhang Fang was in a very happy mood and smiled even more. Of course, who doesn’t like to hear good things?

Just because we were having fun chatting, time passed quickly. Even after half an hour, Zhao Ran did not appear, and Zhang Fang was not even angry, and even competed with He Jiunian in martial arts with great interest.

This group of strong-blooded men naturally had the desire to win at the forefront, so they set up a posture in the Wengcheng of Jinyong City and started to play lively.

Although it started to snow heavily, there was still no snow in Wengcheng, and the wind was much lighter.

When men get together, their blood is always boiling. The two brothers of the Yang family heard about the excitement and joined in. Seeing that He Jiunian had been knocked to the ground by Zhang Fang, he couldn't help but leave.

Zhang Fang's martial arts was indeed very impressive, and he knocked Yang Xiankang to the ground several times. Yang Xianyong immediately stepped forward and started fighting with him.

Yang Xianyong's martial arts is not bad and he can be regarded as Zhang Fang's real opponent. Zhang Fang saw that people with good skills also had the desire to win, so he stopped playing around and started competing seriously.

These two people are indeed equally matched.

While everyone was watching, Yang Xianrong, Cuixi and Luzhu had quietly arrived at Wengcheng. She watched every move of the two men very seriously.

The onlookers, including the Imperial Guards and others, moved aside, but also formed a defensive formation around her. Yang Xianrong laughed, and after whispering a few words to Luzhu, he soon saw Mao Hongmao bringing many palace people over with hot rice soup for everyone to drink to warm themselves up.

When Yang Xianyong saw his sister coming, he was slightly distracted and was hit on the shoulder by Zhang Fang. He couldn't help but take a few steps back in pain. Yang Xianrong couldn't help but exclaimed, and Zhang Fang turned around and saw her. Today she is also dressed in plain clothes, without too many accessories, just like the girl next door, making people feel pitiful.

Just when he shook Shen'er, Yang Xianyong immediately stepped forward and gave him a slap on the heart. However, for a man like Zhang Fang who has been fighting on the streets since he was a child and has experienced many battles, even if his brain fails to react, his body will move first and he can barely avoid it, allowing Yang Xianyong to just punch him on the arm. , and is not harmful in any way.

Seeing Zhang Fang turn his head, a fierce light appeared in his eyes.

"General, brother, don't fight!" Yang Xianrong shouted loudly, her voice a little sharp, full of concern and complaint, "In such a cold weather, what's the point of fighting?"

Yang Xianyong immediately pulled away and retreated, but Zhang Fang wanted to pursue the victory. His movements were very fast, and when he was about to hurt someone, Yang Xiangkang stepped forward with a stick and hit him on the arm with a stick. This time it was also extremely forceful. But Zhang Fang's arms were as hard as iron, and the long stick in Yang Xiankang's hand cracked.

When Zhang Fang's followers saw this situation, they all stepped forward to help. The scene is about to become chaotic.

"Oh, don't fight." Yang Xianrong shouted again, with an anxious tone in his voice.

Zhang Fang turned to look at Yang Xianrong and saw that she was already running towards him. There was a breathtaking beauty in the wind and snow. He stared at her blankly, speechless for a moment.

Yang Xianyong had already reached out to support his sister, and whispered softly: "What's going on? Competitions between men have always been like this, and the general showed mercy. Why are you making such a fuss?"

"The general is an unparalleled hero, why do you need to fight with him?" Yang Xianrong's nose and cheeks turned red from the cold, and he also looked at Zhang Fang, "General, go to Guangmo Palace, over there It will be warmer.”

"Oh, okay, okay." At this time, Zhang Fang looked at her intently, only nodded in reply, and couldn't think of anything else.

Yang Xiankang and He Jiunian all came over and surrounded Yang Xianrong. Zhang Fang couldn't see her face and was a little disappointed, but then he turned to look inside the Wengcheng and found that all the followers he had brought with him had been driven into a corner. He was the only one here at this time. People stand here.

If someone fired a cold arrow, or secretly drew a sword... He shuddered, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.