The visitor was not tall, about 1.75 meters tall, slightly thin, with slightly dark skin, black shirt and cloth shoes, the apron on his lower body was slid and tied around his waist, and his trouser legs were wrapped with cloth belts. There was no hook on the belt, but the long sword with a black leather sheath was inserted directly on the belt, and the head was wrapped in a square scarf. The face looked plain, but his eyes looked like a hawk and wolf, proud and sharp. This was the number one ranger in the world!

He was two steps behind him, following two men with much younger appearances, one with a short head, the other was similar to Wang Yue, and the dress was similar, but his expression was very different. The shorter eyes on the left were arrogant, and he seemed to be even more awesome than Wang Yue. The taller one on the right was observed with curiosity and inquiry, especially the tall general standing in front with a faint smile on his face, and the little girl next to him with a particularly bright eyes.

Fang Zhiwen looked at Wang Yue, and Wang Yue also looked at Fang Zhiwen. Wang Yue had been walking in the world for more than 30 years, and had never seen any kind of person before. He had seen many powerful generals in the army. Whether it was the Han army or the Hu generals, anyone who came out of the sea of ​​blood with one sword and one shot was like the people in front of him, with indifference to death and contempt for the enemy in his eyes.

"Wang Yue, Yanshan, how dare you ask your great name for Gao?"

Wang Yue's tone was calm and his voice was not loud, but his voice sounded very powerful, which made people's energy and blood surge. Is this the so-called threat?

Fang Zhiwen smiled and curled his lips: "The general of Yuyang County, Fang Yuan, has long been honored by the great sword master. I wonder what Master Wang has to teach you?"

Wang Yue's eyes twitched. Wang Yue was not a fool. On the contrary, he was an old man. Naturally, he would not doubt Fang Zhiwen's self-reported identity. He knew more clearly that the consequences of going against the official. The reason why Wang Yue lived in the capital after half his life was drifting in the world was that he understood a truth that nothing was better than being an official in this world.

"It turned out that General Fang was in front of him, and he became more and more arrogant." Wang Yue bowed again. Although Wang Yue was named the world's number one swordsman, he was even the so-called swordsman of today. It was just that the emperor had no time to learn swords, but Wang Yue had no official position, which means he was a commoner.

Fang Zhiwen also replied with a bow together: "Master Wang, please be polite, please sit down."

Seeing that Wang Yue's momentum disappeared and his posture was lowered, Fang Zhiwen naturally knew that he did not want to be an enemy of him. He smiled and did not think it was offensive, and let Wang Yue go to the stone table. The generals behind Fang Zhiwen put away their weapons and retreated a little distance, but let Ran stand there, as if they were demonstrating. Xiangxiang smiled and poured Wang Yue a cup of tea, but she didn't know if he could drink the tea from later generations.

Wang Yue waited for Xiangxiang to pour tea for him, nodded and thanked Xiangxiang, then looked up at Fang Zhiwen and said:

"I heard that General Fang killed a man who pretended to be a disciple at Hangu Pass. I wonder if this is the case?"

Fang Zhiwen's eyes turned and probably understood Wang Yue's intention. Perhaps he was originally accused of the crime. No matter whether the man named Yan Min was his disciple or not, he could not tell whether he killed him on the spot. He was not careful about Wang Yue. Therefore, Wang Yue had to make a gesture, otherwise wouldn't he be weakened? You must know that reputation among people in the world is more important than life. The so-called "respecting promises and overcoming life and death" is the fate of a ranger.

But when Wang Yue knew that he was a big Han official, his attitude changed immediately. If Wang Yue continued to be entangled in this at this time, he would probably be robbed by the bandit accomplices who were blocked by the road. This is the power of the official, because they control the righteousness and say that you are a bad person and you are a bad person, and you can't even think badly.

So, Wang Yue immediately lowered his posture and turned to pursue the fact that he pretended to be his disciple. This old fried dough stick is worthy of being a veteran in the world. I just don’t know if he still has the courage to kill the leader of the Qiang clan in Helan alone.

"Haha, there is indeed this incident. At that time, this man blocked the road and robbed himself and called himself a master disciple. It was really hateful! I think Master Wang is a hero in the world, so how could there be such a disciple? Therefore, he had already killed the liar on the spot."

Wang Yue heard Fang Zhiwen's compliment and smiled proudly on his face. Of course, it was really hard to say whether Fang Zhiwen's words were all, but those words just now were not entirely compliments. They were more of a liar to Yan Min, so that Wang Yue would like to talk about this matter in the future.

The two young men standing behind Wang Yue had different expressions. The shorter one showed unhappiness, as if they were very dissatisfied with Fang Zhiwen's words, while the taller one was silent and there was a hint of solemnity in their eyes.

"I have a job, General Fang, to make a name for a certain person! That son is definitely not a certain disciple. Oh, by the way, I only accepted two disciples from beginning to end. Come and see General Fang. This is Shi Ah, this is Wang Zhi."

"Caomin Shi Ah (Wang Zhi) has met General Fang!"

Fang Zhiwen sat down and replied with a bow. The two of them still retreated behind their master. Fang Zhiwen smiled indifferently and observed the two of them from the corner of his eyes. The shortest one was Wang Zhi, who looked impetuous and arrogant. He should be a proud man who had never suffered any hardships. The taller one was Shi A, with a calm and generous expression, and obviously had rich experience.

When the matter came here, there was actually nothing to say, but Wang Yue was not in a hurry to say goodbye. Obviously he had any ideas. Fang Zhiwen thought about it and tentatively said:

"Master Wang, I have a question for you. I wonder if the master can tell me."

"Please speak with General Fang."

"A few days ago, I met Lu Fengxian in Bingzhou. I heard him say that Master Wang is the best swordsman today, and he is not as good as him! I see Lu Du Wei is a hero of the generation. Although he is a little commander, he is famous all over the world in the future. The master is also a warrior of the generation, but why did he waste his time in this prosperous place?"

Fang Zhiwen's words can be said to be a simple and deep conversation, and even a bit suspicious of slapping the face. However, Fang Zhiwen just had food and accommodation, and Wang Yue was a white man, and Fang Zhiwen had no desires and no desires to Wang Yue, so these words were half ridiculous and half questioning. Wang Yue, the world's number one swordsman, didn't know how to answer.

Wang Yue's face changed, and after a while, he slowly spoke: "General Fang is wise and more despicable, he is ashamed! The younger he left home and traveled around the world. He relied on his courage to think that there was no one in the world. The eldest brother knew that this was a big mistake. When I was young, I would not change my affairs. When I traveled for a long time, I could not adopt my parents, my lower parents, my lower children, my inner family, and my life outside. So I stayed in the capital. I hoped that I could get a job with my courage and a wife, but I did not know that things went against my wishes and was wasted until now. Alas..."

Fang Zhiwen suddenly laughed, Wang Yue looked at Fang Zhiwen with some confusion, while Wang Zhi held the hilt of the sword with one hand and looked at Fang Zhiwen angrily. Shi A was still standing still. Fang Zhiwen glanced at him and had already seen the expressions of the three of them.

"The master is wrong. He was a soldier in the army back then. Now, how can he be in charge of the army? Nothing else, but with the thousands of souls of Hu's dead under my arrow, the kings, princes, generals and ministers just need to use the sword in their hands to get it. What's the opposite of their wishes? Could it be that they can form a great family of scholars? Can they regard us as our own people? Judging from me, they just regard us as slaves to guard the house."

Wang Yue's face looked a little ugly. To be honest, people of that era had a kind of awe of the great scholars and those who read and read. Therefore, Wang Yue, an old man like Wang Yue, only thought about how to possess the great scholars and seek advancement, but he did not expect that it was definitely a matter of seeking fish from the wood!

In fact, if he really wanted an official position and spent some money to make friends with eunuchs, it would have been long since. However, Wang Yue held his own identity and felt that how could his generation of heroes make friends with those dirty eunuchs? After all, he still didn't want to be criticized by scholars. The sergeant was too poisonous.

Now Fang Zhiwen tore off his thoughts mercilessly and told him that the scholars looked down on the martial arts at all. If they want fame, they should use the sword in their hands to make a living, instead of currying about the scholars. Wang Yue felt very uncomfortable. The so-called honest words were unpleasant, let alone the scars! However, he could only endure the discomfort. Who called Fang Zhiwen an official? Who said that Fang Zhiwen was a fact!

Wang Yue smiled awkwardly, and suddenly waved his hand and said, "The ancients said that if you don't take your muscles and bones as your own, I'm already old, so what else can you say!"

Fang Zhiwen smiled, glanced at the two disciples behind Wang Yue again, turned the topic away, and began to talk about the anecdotes of Wang Yue's relationship with Lu Bu.

It turned out that the battle between Wang Yue and Lu Bu was indeed a staircase battle, and Lu Bu used a long sword to compete in swordsmanship. Wang Yue admitted that he was not Lu Bu's one-piece enemy at the horse. If it was a staircase battle, Lu Bu used his usual long halberd to fight, and the two would probably be tied with a tie.

After talking around for a while, Wang Yue stood up and said goodbye. Fang Zhiwen kept sending the master and disciple to the gate of the yard. At the end, he suddenly said: "Master Wang, there is a city under my jurisdiction, called 'Miyun'. This city is located at the pass above the frontier, which is the place where Xintuo four battles. When the autumn is high and the horses are fat, the Hu people will definitely come to attack. When the snow is covered, I will also plunder the grassland. In ancient times, Lian Po was still able to fight for 60 years, but Master Wang is not yet a year of knowing the destiny of heaven. Why do you say that you are old? If you have time, Master Wang can take his disciples to visit and see if the winter snow in Yanshan is still the same as in previous years."

Wang Yue was stunned for a moment, and did not look back, and suddenly asked, "What is the ambition of the general?"

"Put down the Northern Hu for the Han Dynasty and expand territory."

Wang Yue did not comment or look back, and took his two apprentices to go there. Fang Zhiwen stood there for a while and suddenly laughed and said to Xiangxiang beside him: "There is a chance! Hehe."

Xiangxiang nodded excitedly: "Well, yes, it's just that if these rangers turn into military generals, I wonder if they are powerful?"

"Haha, Wang Yue doesn't have to be transferred to a military general. He can open a martial arts hall. This special building will increase the strength of residents and defenders. I'll give him an official position at that time."

"Hehe, the geese have not yet been beaten down, my brother is already thinking about how to eat it, hehe..."

Fang Zhiwen looked at the girl who was smiling helplessly and smiled awkwardly.

[The dialogue is a bit awkward, tsk. Continue to improve! Haha]
Chapter completed!