Yang Fan asked cooperatively: "Who is it?"

Wu Meiniang smiled calmly and said firmly: "The fastest way to transmit information in this world is neither the government's post station, nor the military messengers, nor the spy organization, but the people's mouths."

"As long as we make the ceremony to welcome our godmother into the house a lively one, the people will help us spread the word."

"In this way, it not only shows the importance we attach to our godmother, but we can also use our godmother to intimidate the nobles of the previous dynasty so that they dare not act rashly."

Yang Fan also became interested and continued to ask: "Then what should we do to make it lively?"

Wu Meiniang covered her mouth and smiled: "My husband is really a noble man who forgets things. Have you forgotten our firearms workshop in Junyangfang?"

"When my husband asked them to develop the formula for gunpowder, didn't they invent a firecracker with low power and loud noise?"

"The production cost of this kind of firecrackers is very low. If we set them off for a day and a night, the news will spread throughout Chang'an City. The news will spread throughout the Tang Dynasty in less than a month."

Yang Fan was overjoyed after hearing this.

yes!

People in ancient times lacked entertainment, and their favorite thing was to watch the fun.

Although black powder has been invented a long time ago, it is not used on festive days. Instead, the crackling sound of burning firecrackers is used to represent the excitement.

If you use firecrackers that resound throughout the world instead of firecrackers, it will definitely attract the attention of the people in Chang'an City, and the relationship between Empress Xiao and yourself will be spread quickly through everyone's mouth. It is simply a way to kill two birds with one stone.

It's a pity that fireworks haven't been invented yet. Otherwise, they would be more shocking. It seems that I have to find time to do it. I can pretend to be cool and make a fortune at the same time.

Thinking that Wu Meiniang could solve the problem that caused him headache in just a few words, Yang Fan was filled with admiration.

As expected, Her Majesty the future Empress Wu Zetian acted decisively and thoughtfully.

Seeing that Yang Fan agreed with her opinion, Wu Meiniang became more interested and talked about many specific things.

However, in the end, Wu Meiniang returned to the New Year gift list, so she said with some worry: "Husband, it turns out that Meiniang did not consider that Empress Xiao would become our godmother, so many of the gift lists were not comprehensive. Now I want to make up for it.

It’s too late, what should I do?”

"Don't worry, Mei Niang. In fact, I don't think there is any need to make major changes. Just add a few more people and leave the others alone." Yang Fan said comfortingly.

Seeing that Yang Fan attached so much importance, Wu Meiniang asked doubtfully: "Oh, who are the people your husband is talking about?"

"Kong Yingda, Yu Shinan, Ouyang Xun, Yu Wenshiji..." Yang Fan named a dozen people at once.

After naming these people, Wu Meiniang became even more confused.

Although these people have a high prestige among scholars, except for Kong Yingda, the others have long since stopped caring about world affairs.

What's more important is that she has never heard that her husband has interacted with these people, not to mention that her husband had a bad relationship with Ouyang Xun before.

If you visit rashly, it will be embarrassing if you are rejected.

Just when I was about to ask, a burst of yelling and cursing came to the backyard.

"Yang Fan, you bastard, get out of here if you have the guts."

Yang Fan, who was discussing things with Wu Meiniang, suddenly turned dark, so gloomy that he could shed tears.

I didn’t expect that someone would dare to come to my door and curse. Isn’t this looking for death?

Just because he is a kind person and doesn't want to make enemies doesn't mean that Yang Fan can let others bully him.

Especially when he was yelling and scolding in front of Yang Fan's house, weren't you just here to slap him in the face?

Seeing Yang Fan being scolded by name, Wu Meiniang was a little surprised and looked at Yang Fan in shock.

But she saw that Yang Fan had already stood up and put on his clothes: "Mei Niang, take a rest, I will go and see who dares to make noise in front of our house."

As he said that, he threw on some clothes and walked out the door.

Wu Meiniang thought for a while and shouted sweetly: "Husband, the new year is approaching, it is not appropriate to see blood, so be careful if you do it."

"Don't worry, madam, I know it well. When the voice came back, Yang Fan had already gone to the front yard.

Neighbors or passers-by naturally heard the shouting and scolding, and they all speculated: "Who is this person? His words are so rampant, even the dignified founding prince dared to name and curse him, are you tired of living?"

"Don't you know that Marquis Zhongyi was a man who punched the prince and kicked the prince with a stick, and was even called a devil in foreign lands? If someone dares to speak out and curse him, isn't he looking for death?"

When Yang Fan came to the gate, he saw that there was already a tense situation outside, and there were already two waves of people confronting each other.

One party was naturally the bodyguard of the Hou Mansion, led by Wang Xiaojie and Xi Junmai, and there were only about ten people in total.

On the other side were uniformly dressed as soldiers, with more than fifty people riding on tall horses, with strong and proud figures. The leader was Duan Zan, the eldest son of Baoguo Gongfu.

At this time, the boy was huffing and puffing, looking a little dusty.

A pair of eyes were shining brightly, his lips were pursed tightly, and his face was terrifyingly gloomy, obviously suppressing his anger.

As soon as he walked out of the gate and saw Duan Zan, Yang Fan shouted angrily: "Duan Zan, you are yelling at me, do you really think I am easy to bully?"

"As long as you quickly dismount and kowtow and plead guilty, I, for the sake of Duke Bao, can still tolerate it and ignore it. Otherwise, don't blame me for being unkind!"

These two sentences were very powerful and made others look at them with admiration.

Onlookers secretly sighed that this Zhongyihou was not like that weak-legged young master.

Duan Zan, who was opposite him, had a look of contempt on his face and didn't take Yang Fan seriously at all.

"Haha, don't use your status to pressure others. Others are afraid of you as a stick, but I, Duan Zan, am not afraid!"

"I just shouted your name, what can you do? Isn't the name just for shouting?"

"If you have the ability to go to His Majesty and file a complaint against me again, you only have this ability and you actually used torture to force my brother to confess and framed my father. You are simply a villain."

"Duan Zan, don't say such arrogant words!" Wang Xiaojie suddenly turned red with anger and became furious.

At the same time, he turned to Yang Fan and said solemnly: "Master Hou, please order me to twist off this guy's head to see if he is still arrogant."

Duan Zan will inherit the title of Duan Zhixuan, Duke of Baoguo. Of course Wang Xiaojie is wary, fearing that Yang Fan will cause trouble, otherwise he would have taken action long ago.

Yang Fan waved his hand gently and said softly: "Don't be impatient for a moment, I'd like to see what tricks he can pull off."

Seeing that Yang Fan did not dare to move, Duan Zan, who was sitting on the horse, burst into laughter and ignored Yang Fan at all.

This confused Yang Fan. Has this guy taken any medicine?

How dare you yell and scold so blatantly? Don't you have something to rely on?

This Duan Zan did not care at all about Yang Fan's status and His Majesty Li Er's regard for Yang Fan.
Chapter completed!