Chapter 66: Disguising as a Pig

  "Yang Er, take this pot of tea to the west wing."

  "Yang Er, take those four quilts that were just moved out of the warehouse and carry them to the side courtyard to air them out and get rid of the mildew."

  "Yang Er, take these two food boxes to the rear residence. They are lunch for several officials from the Ministry of Punishment."

  Yang Fan was busy running around in Lang Zhongfu's mansion and successfully transformed from a patrolling guard to a mobile handyman.

  The reason is simple: he's good at making excuses.

  The officials of the Ministry of Justice and the Luoyang Prefecture would never personally take action, if they really wanted to capture the great thieves, they relied on them, these officials, who were in the business of licking blood from knives, could still do some lowly work.

  The Wu Hou who were transferred to Lang Zhong Fu had a lower status than them, but they felt that they were more noble than the ordinary soldiers, so they didn't want to take action. Among the ordinary soldiers, everyone was ranked according to their seniority, and the big fish ate the small fish, the small fish ate the shrimp, the shrimp ate the earthworms, and the earthworms ate the mud. In the end, Yang Fan, who was young and had a shallow seniority, became the "mud" that ran errands.

  Of course, here also has no Yang Fan's active cooperation, this identity, more convenient for him to understand the whole Yang Fu situation.

  "Little sail, where are you going?"

  An old man in his fifties walked towards him, wearing a blue cotton robe with a round collar and a blue headscarf, with a strong man carrying a sword behind him. Yang Fan looked up and saw that it was Liu Hen, the great steward of Langzhong Prefecture, and the swordsman following behind was Ma Qiao.

  Yang Fan stood still with the food box, first gave a neat and tidy greeting to Liu Guan Shi, then smiled at Ma Qiao: "Ding Wu Hou asked me to send some food to several officials in the Ministry of Punishment."

  Ma Qiao said discontentedly: "Those rascals are ordering you around again. Xiao Fan, don't be too honest, good people are often bullied, it's not right."

  "Hey! It's no big deal, I'm still young, what's a few more steps?"

  Liu Guanshi nodded in satisfaction and praised: "Hmm! This young man is not bad!"

  Yang Fan smiled shyly at him, with two shallow dimples appearing on his cheeks: "Thanks to the manager's praise, I'll go now."

  "All right, go ahead, lunch will be served soon. Come to Wumei Pavilion and have a meal with me."

  Yang Fan hastily bowed and said: "Thank you, sir, I'll be right there!"

  Yang Fan nodded slightly towards Liu Guanshi and then nodded at Ma Qiao, indicating that he understood. He then walked past them from the side.

  Liu Guanshi gazed at Yang Fan's back with a pair of old, dim eyes and nodded in approval: "This kid is really not bad, has a good temper, looks handsome, and is diligent and capable. Unlike other young people who are generally full of bad habits."

  Ma Qiao listened to Liu Guan Shi boasting about his brother and proudly said: "Don't be modest, Liu Guan Shi, in our neighborhood, most of the people who do manual labor are thieves and rascals with bad reputations. But Yang Er is an exception, he moved here from the countryside alone and hasn't been influenced by the bad habits around him. He's well-liked by the elderly in the neighborhood. Liu Guan Shi looked pleased and said: "My family has a suitable daughter, haha, Xiao Fan will definitely make a good husband!"

  It seems that because of Tian Ai Nu's "elopement", Ma Qiao also seized the opportunity to promote Yang Fan eagerly.

  Liu Guanshi laughed and said, "He's a good kid, but unfortunately he's just a 'bad egg', and has no parents or siblings to rely on. I have a young granddaughter, but if she marries someone like him, won't she suffer along with him?"

  Liu Guanshi shook his head and let out a regretful sigh before proceeding forward.

  Because the Langzhong government had long since broken down the separation between the inner and outer houses, with many guards stationed everywhere in the government, it was not unusual for family members to not avoid outsiders. The strict separation of men and women was not as severe as in later times, so breaking down the separation between the inner and outer houses was not a remarkable thing.

  The Yang family's backyard is more lively than the previous hall, with a small pavilion here, a cluster of flowers and trees there, winding corridors and pool water, artificial hills and greenery, looking exceptionally elegant.

  By the pond, there was a small five-sided pavilion where several officials from the Ministry of Punishment were resting. Some of them sat with their legs crossed, boasting about their heroic deeds in capturing thieves and bandits, while others looked around, and as soon as they caught sight of a maidservant or a young lady-in-waiting from the inner courtyard flashing by behind the artificial hills and wisteria trellises, they would raise an eyebrow and whistle softly.

  Yang Fan hurried into the pavilion with a food box and placed it on the table, smiling with his hands hanging down: "Several officers, it's time for lunch."

  Everyone gathered around, eyes wide with wonder, and when the food box was opened, the hot dishes emitted a mouth-watering aroma that made everyone's fingers twitch. Although it was impossible to stir-fry a few small dishes or brew a pot of wine for them, the meals prepared by the government office for the judicial officers were clearly a grade higher than those served to the Wu Hou and the ordinary officials.

  A thin, long-faced prison officer with a bruise on his cheek held a steamed bun with meat filling in his hand, glanced at Yang Fan and asked strangely: "How come all of you servants and underlings in the mansion are also equipped with knives?"

  Yang Fan was vigilantly scanning the surroundings of the backyard, and upon hearing the inquiry, he hastily smiled humbly at that person and said: "This officer has misunderstood, I am a clerk from the Wenfang Workshop who has been transferred to assist with the night watch at the Langzhong Prefecture."

  "Pffft!"

  That man couldn't help but laugh, spitting out a mouthful of pastry onto the ground. He laughed loudly and said: "I was wondering why it was so lively in the front yard, turns out you people were brought here. What can you do?"

  His face was filled with disdain, but Yang Fan didn't mind at all, still smiling lightly and humbly replied: "If it's about catching thieves and arresting culprits, we ordinary people can't compare to your honorable officials, but guarding the night watch, warning and calling out to people, these small things we can still do."

  That man sneered and looked Yang Fan up and down, saying: "Alright, you come over here and exchange a few moves with my Wang Wu Lue. Let me see just how capable you are."

  Yang Fan was shocked and hastily waved his hand, saying: "How can this be, you are a judicial officer from the Ministry of Justice, with such abilities, how can a humble local constable like me possibly compare?"

  Wang Wu Lue snorted and said: "If you can catch it, that's weird! Come on! I'll use just one hand, let's try it casually!"

  Wang Wu said, his right hand still holding the pastry, took a big bite, and the meat juice flowed down from the corner of his mouth. He raised his left hand, step by step approaching Yang Fan, who retreated repeatedly: "Officer, please stay your hand, this is Langzhong Prefecture, how can we resort to force?"

  The other constables of the Ministry of Justice looked at each other and shouted: "What's wrong with competing? You're a man, how can you be so spineless?"

  Someone laughed and said: "I see that he is born with such a handsome appearance, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, but looks like a woman."

  Someone else said: "Haha, now that I mention it, I think so too. Most women in the Tang Dynasty are quite fierce and outspoken, but looking at her, she not only looks like a woman, but also seems to be a gentle and obedient Goryeo woman."

  "Hey, I think you'd better learn to dance like a Korean woman or walk a few steps like a woman and swing your hips. Then there's no need to compare anymore. Haha..."

  The officials from the Ministry of Punishment laughed loudly, if it were in normal times, they would not have dared to be so presumptuous in Yang Langzhong's mansion. But now it was different. Yang Langzhong's face was burned worse than a ghost, his two eyes were said to be completely blind, and his official career had come to an end. The reaction of "when the man leaves, the tea becomes cold" first appeared on such characters.

  No city manners!

  It's actually those in power who, even if they no longer need you, will never so quickly show a cold attitude, at least not on the surface.

  "Alright... alright! Then let's compare... compare!"

  Yang Fan's good-looking young face was mocked by them, his face turned red, and he plucked up the courage to emphasize: "You said it yourself, only use your left hand!"

  Wang Wu nodded and smiled: "That's right, I only use my left hand and never move my right hand. Haha, come on!" As he spoke, he deliberately showed disdain by taking a bite of the steamed bun.

  "Ah!"

  Yang Fan remembered the Black Tiger Heart-Grabbing technique and struck Wang Wu's chest with a loud "Hah!", looking at his stance, he seemed to have some basic skills, probably having practiced wild boxing for three to five days.

  His fist barely hit a foot in front of Wang Wu's body, and the motionless Wang Wu suddenly burst into shape, took a step forward, turned his body to one side, and with a late start, he arrived first. A palm chopped towards his chest, Yang Fan's black tiger heart-wrenching move made him vulnerable, and his middle gate was wide open. He was hit by Wang Wu's chest with a palm, and he retreated three steps.

  Yang Fan had just stood firm, when Wang Wu stepped forward with another arrow step, his right foot inserted between Yang's legs, his left palm grasped the front of Yang's clothes, and with a jerk of his left elbow, he shouted: "Go!"

  "Ah..."

  Yang Fan splashed into the pool with a "bang", water splashing everywhere, waves surging, and several attendants inside and outside the pavilion burst out laughing.

  "This is a real abscess! Goods of this quality are only good for decoration!"

  Wang Wu took a bite of the steamed bun and walked back to the small pavilion with great satisfaction. Yang Fan didn't dare to climb ashore on this side, so he swam to the other side of the pond, using a dog paddle stroke. The several officials from the Ministry of Punishment saw him and burst out laughing even harder.

  Yang Fan struggled to swim to the other side of the pool, grabbing onto a fake rock and just about to climb up when he suddenly heard a clear and innocent voice beside his ear: "Why did they throw you into the water?"

  Yang Fan raised his head and saw a pair of silk shoes on the artificial hill, white socks, and a children's skirt with a pattern of birds on it.

  Because the person was squatting on the rockery with their knees bent, a striped tight leg of a long pants could be vaguely seen inside the skirt. Raising her head to look up again, she saw a green silk flower small sleeve shirt with a standing collar set off a pretty little face, and on her head was combed a double buns hairdo made of rat skin. A powdered and jade-like little girl.

  The little girl was about six or seven years old, with a pair of curious eyes staring at him. Because the girl's position was blocked by rocks and stones, it was not easy to see her from the small pavilion.

  "Oh, they...are teasing me!"

  Yang Fan answered randomly, wiping the water on his face, and climbed up the fake mountain with a "splash".

  The little girl crouched down and moved back a bit, making room for him. She scrunched up her nose and said, "You're lying! They were clearly bullying you."

  Yang Fan chuckled and squatted on the rockery, wringing out the hem of his clothes while turning to ask, "Little girl, who are you?"

  The little girl said softly: "This is my home, who am I?"

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