Drunkenly Resting Head Against Rivers and Mountains Chapter 59: It’s you!

The officials of Tang Dynasty are not easy to do. The family of gatekeepers is still the main provider of Imperial Court officials at this time.

At this time, most of the so-called imperial examinations were held in the hands of the monarchs and clan families. How many famous poets and talents are famous. As an official, without official backing, no one wants to be an official with more than seven ranks.

Is it easy to talk about the commoner, but in just nine years, Yang Mingsheng has secured from a small Ministry of Justice and actually achieved the third place in Ministry of Justice!

Ministry of Justice Who is the person who is in the bureau? One more step is Ministry of Justice Vice minister. There are only two positions on the head, Shangshu and Vice minister. That is already an important official of Imperial Court. Yang Mingsheng itself is not a family rich family, and it has never been into a wealthy noble family. Is it so easy to sit in this position?

Yang Fan has a lot of doubts in his heart, but with these alone, he is still not sure whether Yang Langzhong is the person he is looking for. Yang Langzhong was Ministry of Justice and was a civilian, and there was also a civilian on the spot where the **** incident occurred. In addition to the soldiers of the Long Wujun, the only civilian officer,

He clearly remembers the appearance of the civil servant. He must first look at the appearance of this Yang Langzhong in order to decide the next action.

However, not many people have seen Yang Langzhong. Most of the people in the workshop know Yang Langzhong ’s home, but few people have seen Yang Langzhong. Even the shopkeeper of Wuhou Shop and Fang Zheng have never seen Yang. Lang Zhong himself, with their identity, even if there is something to go to the door, they only deserve to talk to Yang Langzhong's manager.

Si Jinglang's median weight is high, which is what they can see? Even the Yang Fan, Ma Qiao and other Ding Ding, who are responsible for the Kaifang Gate, opened the gate every day on the day of the dynasty, and saw only the horse-ridden car that drove out of the Yang Mansion.

The next day, Yang Fan started early one morning. This month was not his responsibility to open the door, so I did n’t have to get up so early.

Yang Fan casually found a reason, first a few words with the Ding Ding of the Kaifangmen, and took the initiative to take over and help him buy an earlier thing, rushed to the Jiang Xu Ning stall and bought two bowls of noodle soup, go back When Shi Kankan walked to the front gate of Yang Mansion, the Zhu Qi gate of Yang Mansion opened on time.

Yang Fan opened the door on a rotating day, and greeted the officials ’horses and horses every day. Yang ’s house was the first song just entering Fangmen. The door was facing the cross street in Fang, so Yang Langzhong opened the door every day. He knew the time of Fang. The time when Yang Langzhong went out was always on time, never early, and never too late.

The door opened!

The door shaft of the Yangfu gate must be oiled and maintained from time to time.

When Zhu Qi ’s door opened, the sunlight flashed across the door, and a **** light radiated, and Yang Fan could not help squinting.

The Yang family walked out of several houses, raised the high threshold and moved to the side, and a high horse-drawn cart slowly came out of the courtyard. The carriage drove towards the Fangmen gate surrounded by a few brave tyrants, and the family members behind lowered the threshold.

Yang Fan suddenly picked up the big wooden bowl and walked over.

"Ouch!"

Yang Fan screamed, as if suddenly seeing the Yang family ’s carriage, trying to dodge, hastily tripped on a not particularly flat ground, leaned forward, a bowl of soup noodles Splashed out at once, splashed a tyrant face.

"Damn it! Is it true that you little animal!"

The giant slave was furious and reached out to grab the Yang Fan. He plucked it out, somehow, but was buckling it in a greasy bowl.

"Huh? You are so unreasonable, I accidentally stumbled, and I am about to apologize, how can you just beat someone. Can the right and wrong people be so unreasonable?"

Yang Fan yelled around his neck.

The giant slave grabbed the air and covered his face with oil soup. He was very annoyed and listened to the wicked man's complaint first, only to tremble with anger, he stepped forward to grab his collar Full of old punches.

Yang Fan immediately broke his throat and yelled, "Come on! Come and see the folks in the village! The people of the Yanglang family are bullying!"

Four times, "suddenly" surrounded a group of boring workshops common people. Very woman-like Yang Fan immediately received the enthusiastic support of those aunts and girls and daughters-in-law: "It's so ridiculous! How can this be done! Powerful people can't bully people like this ... "

"Stop it!"

The giant slave punched, Yang Fan held his head in both hands, greeted with his forearm, and blocked that punch, then the second punch of the giant slave would be knocked down again, and an awesome voice suddenly came from the car. Scold.

The bamboo curtain slowly rolled up, showing a cold face.

Yang Mingsheng, up and down in Lent, with a slender neck, an eagle nose, and sharp eyes. He turned his head slightly and looked out of the car. His eyes looked like a vulture standing high and looking forward to food, Intimidating. In particular, the two deep dimples on both sides of his nose made his face very cold.

Yang Langzhong asked coldly, "What is it?"

"Alang (Master), this scumbag kid, for no reason pours soup on my face ..."

The family slave gave a good song and hurriedly explained the situation to Yang Mingsheng. Before waiting for Yang Fan to speak, many people gave Yang Fan help: "They are just not careful, aren't they trying to avoid your carriage? This is all done. I apologize, but the killing is not too much, what else do you want? "

Yang Mingsheng's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he regained the sharp eyes like an eagle falcon, and said lightly: "Let him go, you go back to change clothes, wash it, don't need to accompany me to go up today! Go!"

The bamboo curtain was slowly put down, covering his dangerous body.

坊 common people, as far as he is concerned, is a ants under his feet. The ants climb on the foot and bounce off, who is angry with the ants.

The car drove away, and all the people who came to see the bustle also dispersed. The ant, who was ignored by Yang Langzhong, still stared at the direction of his departure, still motionless.

The sunken eyes, the eagle-hook nose, the sharp and cold eyes, the meticulous hair, especially the two ditch-like decree lines, drew his eyes deeply like a magnet.

Yang Fan eyes gradually swelled with **** shadows. The scene of before one's eyes was suddenly hazy and clear. He seemed to see a green valley ~ IndoMTL.com ~ A village with a fire, a broken and incomplete The corpse, with a cry of desperation and despair, he seemed to see Auntie Deer running in the mountains, watching her head fly ...

various scenes changed in his mind like a walking light, and the background was always the sharp image of Yang Mingsheng with infinite magnification: concave eyes, eagle nose, two deep decree lines.

"Kill! Kill all! Don't let any one go!"

The fierce and eerie voice echoed continuously in the ear of Yang Fan, and the voice became louder and louder!

The blood, the fire, the corpse were all washed down by this louder voice, and finally only the face of the concave eagle nose was magnified indefinitely, covering the whole valley, in the **** flame Rippling, under the deep decree of the decree, the mouth opened and shouted together: "Kill! Kill all! Don't let one go!"

Yang Mingsheng is him.

He is Yang Mingsheng!

Yang Fan will never forget the appearance of Yang Mingsheng in his life. At that time, he was still young, he was lying in the grass, covered with a weed, only showing a pair of horrified eyes, he saw only this person, this person ’s Since then, he has been deeply engraved in his mind, and I do not know how many times he was awakened from the nightmare.

Many years have passed, and he has rarely had nightmares, but he never forgets this image.

It ’s a pity that the cool-eyed man with a sharp nose was finally found by him!

Who says there is no providence in heaven? Is n’t this the providence?

"Sister! Father and mother ..."

Yang Fan's eyes were lightly covered with tears. He raised his face, blinked, and blinked the tears in his eyes.

Then, he lowered his head and walked back, his lips quietly tingling with a palpable smile.

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