There are too many regrets in history, I will mend them

How ignorant can a group of people who only know how to form cliques and selfish interests be?

This group of gold-lettered messengers from Da Zanguan’s family answered this question vividly.

Even if they found out they were not acquaintances after meeting face to face, these messengers did not doubt Zhuo Fan's identity. Instead, they once again put down their business and chatted, trying to get close to Zhuo Fan.

"Hey, my colleague is very nervous. Are you a newcomer who has just entered the Taishi Mansion? I don’t know who the master is?"

Caring about whether the other person is born into a famous family and considering whether it is worth wooing them are the main business at the moment in their hearts, and other things can be put aside first.

Zhuo Fan did not expect that his perfect disguise would have such a fatal flaw, all because The face I'm wearing now is a new one's

"Counting my current couriers, which are 9, I will have 3 more to complete the 12 golden tiles. We can only hold on for a while. When everyone arrives, this layer of dog skin will be useless."

Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan first found a reason to fool him.

"Master's name is not a taboo. If I say it, my colleagues might laugh at me, so I might as well not mention it."

Zhuo Fan was humble at first, and then flattered him.

"Because I have admired the Grand Master for a long time, I have been searching for a path for many years before I entered the Grand Master's residence. I can't compare with the seniors who have served the Grand Master for a long time. Please bear with me when I work with you in the future."

"I am really happy to be entrusted with the important task by the Grand Master and to work with all my colleagues on this important matter. So I can’t wait to come and find all my colleagues."

This flattery made the messengers happy and did not continue to ask questions. In order to prevent them from asking some questions that he could not answer, Zhuo Fan quickly took out his gold medal, raised it, and sent them aside. At this time The messengers also understood that it was time to get down to business, and it was not too late to exchange greetings after the order was delivered.

After the messengers gave up their positions, Zhuo Fan pretended to tidy up his clothes, walked to Yue Fei, raised the gold plate in his hand and said:

"Officials have orders and the army is ordered to regroup immediately. General Yue, the officials want you to go to Lin'an for an audience."

After passing the order, Zhuo Fan motioned to Yue Fei to come forward and receive the order.

Yue Fei took the gold-letter plate without any hesitation. This token must be received. Anyway, he already received 8 yuan before, which is about this amount. One piece.

But this time he obviously had other ideas. After receiving the order, he suddenly grabbed Zhuo Fan's hand, locked Zhuo Fan tightly with his iron-like palm to prevent him from escaping, and shouted coldly:

"You gamble so boldly and dare to pretend to be an angel. What are your intentions? Are you a master of Jin Wushu?"

"What, is this man a fake angel?"

Yue Fei's words made everyone change their expressions, except the person involved, Zhuo Fan.

"General Yue, what do you mean? Is it possible that you want to resist the decree?"

"Hum, if you are a real official angel, Yue will naturally not disobey. But if someone pretends to be an angel with evil intentions, then Yue will definitely resist."

Yue Fei's action was the military order of the Yue Family Army. Everyone immediately unsheathed their swords and wanted to help Yue Fei. The Yue Family Army, who was ready to move, also wanted to capture the other messengers, whether true or false, and chop them together.

Unfortunately, Yue Fei did not allow them. In doing so, he didn't know whether Zhuo Fan deliberately left a loophole to help him break the situation, but if he dealt with the other messengers together, it would not be a break, but a dead end for the Yue Family Army.

"Don't act rashly, this beast is very fierce, just one person can control it, be careful not to hurt you. I ordered the military camp to be temporarily closed. Protect the angels and wait for my next order."

Yue Fei grabbed Zhuo Fan and at the same time did not forget to say hello to the other messengers.

"Angels, please give Yue some time. After I personally interrogate this person, I will give you an explanation and tell you where your true colleagues are."

Without waiting for the messengers to answer, Yue Fei grabbed Zhuo Fan and returned to his Chinese army's tent. He also asked his son Yue Yun and his confidant Zhang Xian to guard outside the tent and not let anyone get close. For a time, the entire Yue Family Army was filled with excitement. Amid the chilling atmosphere, even the messengers began to suspect each other. They stood guard outside the account, but after entering the account, Yue Fei immediately let go of Zhuo Fan's hand and looked at Zhuo Fan again with a searching look on his face. Wherever comes

"Since you have a perfect disguise of appearance, and are good at grasping people's hearts, and can imitate different people's expressions to look real, why did you forget to cover up the bloody smell on your body?"

Yue Fei also discovered this flaw when Zhuo Fan approached him and was about to hand over the gold medal. After his inner suspicion was confirmed, he took action decisively and wanted to use Zhuo Fan to break the situation. At that moment, he thought about many possibilities. In the end, he still had the mentality of treating a dead horse as a live doctor, and chose the more risky option, which was to temporarily believe that Zhuo Fan was here to help him.

Zhuo Fan would not admit it so easily, and he still maintained anger and confusion on his face , questioning Yue Fei

"General Yue, do you slander me based on this? I can't just eat dry food along the way. Occasionally, if I hunt wild game, it's not normal for me to have a bit of bloody smell on my body."

"What about the blood stains on this gold plate? Impartiality happens to be the front facing me. When you showed it, it happened to be at an angle that no one else could see. Is there such a coincidence?"

Yue Fei took out the golden plate and placed it in front of Zhuo Fan. The evidence was ironclad, but he wanted to see how Zhuo Fan could quibble.

"Please don't tell Mr. Yue that this blood stain was also from hunting. The gold medal is placed in the brocade bag, but it cannot be stained with such blood."

Yue Fei did not embarrass Zhuo Fan, but found an excuse to chat with Zhuo Fan. In addition to testing, he just had the last hope.

He was unwilling to return to the court with his troops. Once the Yue family army stopped chasing the Jin army, there would be many people of the Song Dynasty. Being harmed by the Jin Army, ten years of strength will be wasted in one day. The appearance of Zhuo Fan is an opportunity. Even if he is a cup of chronic poison that temporarily quenches his thirst, he will drink it happily. Anyway, there is no worse outcome than Ban Shi returning to the court.

"General Yue is wise."

Now that the matter has come to this, Zhuo Fan did not continue to be harsh. After applauding, he touched his face and restored himself to his original appearance.

This ability to change his face did not surprise Yue Fei. He was waiting for Zhuo Fan's real answer.

"Well, I am indeed not a bullshit messenger, the real messenger was killed by me."

Zhuo Fan spread his hands and not only recognized the imposter, but also directly admitted that he had robbed and killed the official courier. These two things alone are enough to be beheaded in this era.

Admitting that on the one hand, he has strength as a guarantee, Zhuo Fan can ensure that he escapes unscathed; on the other hand, he wants to continue to test Yue Fei's attitude and see how this famous anti-gold general and national hero plans to deal with him

"Who are you and why are you here?"

Excluding the First Emperor who was watching in the Huaxia Temple, there was no third person in this camp. Yue Fei didn't care about Zhuo Fan's disobedient behavior, because even he thought those guys who followed Qin Hui and cared about the common people deserved to die. What

Yue Fei cared about was Zhuo Fan's origins and purpose

"You are neither a Jin nor a Song person. The war between Jin and Song Dynasties has nothing to do with you. You'd better think of a less far-fetched reason to convince me."