Zhu Fang pointed to the weapons in the warehouse with great enthusiasm and said, "Young Master, these flintlock rifles are spares, and I think so that's what I think of those trenchers. Only take a part of them on the road and build them when approaching the enemy."

Fang Xing nodded and said, "That's right. This small trencher is easy to build, but it is not convenient for long-distance transportation. That's it."

In order not to march with these bulky things, Fang Xing was going to bring the craftsmen this time.

After walking out of the warehouse and looking at the thrilling soldiers over there, Fang Xing's heart was also inspiring.

Tile thorn!

Mahamu!

I'm coming!

But before leaving, Fang Xing had to deal with someone.

"Young Master, Lin Zhiyuan's family only has some money and property, but he has a sister who has become a concubine for Miao Yuan, the temple chief of Guanglu Temple."

Fang Wu was very efficient and investigated Lin Zhiyuan's family in a very short time.

"Miao Yuan held Liangyuan and Zhenxiu's two departments, and had real power in Guanglu Temple."

Fang Xing nodded and said, "So, Xie Wentong is just a coolie, but Miao Yuan is taking all of this!"

It should be said that Fang Xing did not believe that he did not believe that Miao Yuan’s stock in Yuelou.

The key is whether Miao Yuan has the ability to win the first place and then take it to the palace to please the nobles.

Seeing Fang Xing hesitating, Fang Wu said, "Young Master, that person's home is usually guarded, why would I take someone to touch him at night?"

There are several meanings of touch, life and death are from the heart.

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "If the other party wants to take our way to make money, then we will just fight back, and there is no need to be bloody."

Fang Wu said regretfully: "That's not easy to deal with!"

It is not easy to deal with. If you want to overturn a sixth grade, it is not easy to start like this.

However, Fang Xing thought that he was about to leave and did not kill a chicken for those pretenders before leaving, Zhang Shuhui would probably have to go to the British Duke's Mansion to seek help in the end.

Why!

Fang woke up, and just when Fang Wu thought he would say something, he said lightly: "I don't have time to take it slowly, so let's give him a quick knife to cut the mess!"

Fang Wu said dumbfoundedly: "Young Master, you won't go directly to Miao Yuan, are you?"

"What am I looking for him?"

Fang Xing moved his body for a while and ordered, "You can go with me, let's go."

Lin Zhiyuan was settled the accounts. The money he earned at noon today made him feel a little sad, but after thinking that he would get the next door soon, he also threw away his worries and ordered someone to prepare a table of good dishes, saying that he wanted to treat him.

"I went to the outside of Guanglu Temple to wait. When I saw Lord Xie, I invited him and said I would invite him to drink at Mingyue Tower."

Lin Zhiyuan said with great enthusiasm.

His sister was quite favored by Miao Yuan, so he also regarded himself as Miao Yuan's brother-in-law. He just wanted to make a good relationship with Xie Wentong.

"It's better to get some wine to sell in the future!"

But before his friend walked out, he slowly retreated.

"Why haven't you gone yet?"

When the guy retreated to the counter, Lin Zhiyuan said angrily, then raised his head and was about to scold him, but when he saw the approaching Fang Xing, he couldn't help but say, "What are you doing?"

There were no guests at this time, and Fang Wu had already started to close the door quickly.

After closing the door, the light in the lobby dimmed most. Fang Xing's face was dark on one side, and the other side was illuminated by the light penetrated through the cracks in the door, looking a little cunning.

"Boss Lin?"

Fang Xing said in a deep voice: "I am awake!"

When Lin Zhiyuan saw Fang Wuzheng guarding the door, he said in panic: "What do you want to do? Let me tell you that my brother-in-law is the temple minister of Guanglu Temple!"

Fang Xing smiled at the guy who was looking around, and then said, "I know Miao Yuan is your cheap brother-in-law, and I came for this."

The guy usually acted very cleverly, so he was valued by Lin Zhiyuan. When he saw that Fang Xing's words were wrong, he quietly grinded them back.

When he retreated to the door leading to the back, he felt like he was hitting a wall.

Turning back, Fang Wuzheng grinned, "My young master hasn't spoken yet, how dare you leave?"

"puff!"

Seeing that his friend was slashed out by Fang Wuyi's palm, Lin Zhiyuan trembled and said, "What do you want to do? This is sunny and sunny! This is Zhuque Street!"

Fang Xing said lightly: "I'm very busy, but when I'm busy, you have caused me trouble! Boss Lin, let me explain to you to ask Xie Wentong to blackmail and coerce the most rare thing."

"Plop!"

Lin Zhiyuan was shocked by the news, fell to the ground, then quickly got up, and said in disbelief: "Who are you?"

Of course, Fang Xing didn't need to answer these questions. Fang Wu immediately said: "My young master is a young juren, and his arithmetic is the only one in the world, or... the teacher of His Royal Highness the Grand His Majesty!"

Lin Zhiyuan felt a roar in his head, a piece of information floated by, and finally said tremblingly: "Who from the Imperial College wakes up?"

Fang Xing said reservedly: "I am not Fang Xing from the Imperial College, but Fang Xing, who has had trouble with the Imperial College several times!"

Seeing Lin Zhiyuan dazed, Fang Xing said impatiently: "Xie Wentong has written down his crime. Lin Zhiyuan, with that signing, I can let you celebrate the New Year in prison!"

Seeing Lin Zhiyuan's face a hint of joy, Fang Xing woke up his fantasy without hesitation.

"I want your confession, do you understand? Otherwise, this will be the last time you hear the firecrackers for the New Year!"

Fang Wu said hehe, "Don't think my young master is exaggerating. The last one thought so. Now the grass on the grave is taller than you!!"

Seeing Lin Zhiyuan hesitating, Fang Xing snorted, got up and left.

Paralyzed! Don't want to be shamed, then don't want anything!

At this moment, Fang Xing's heart was full of murderous intent. Fang Wu also looked at Lin Zhiyuan with a mocking look and opened the door.

Seeing Fang Xing strode out, Lin Zhiyuan's lips squirmed a few times, but in the end he still didn't say anything.

...

There are actually quite a lot of errands in Guanglu Temple, but for Xie Wentong, who is feeling uncomfortable, going home quickly to think of a countermeasure is the king.

When the time for the scattered yamen came, Xie Wentong rushed out the first place, which made his colleagues very curious.

After arriving at home, Xie Wentong locked himself in the study and no one saw him.

What to do?

He missed his job and wrote a confession. If Miao Yuan knew about it, Xie Wentong would be done if he knew about it.

explain?

Xie Wentong shook his head. How could Miao Yuan listen to his explanation? He would probably wear countless small shoes for him in the following days until he couldn't stay and took the initiative to ask for it.

As for killing everything, Xie Wentong felt that Miao Yuan did not dare.

Nowadays, who doesn’t have the boss’s handle?

Just as someone was in a dilemma, someone knocked on the door outside, and Xie Wentong said impatiently: "What's the matter?"

There was a moment of silence outside the door, and then a voice came.

"Sir Xie, my young master is invited."

Is this my home?

Xie Wentong suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck and asked, "Who is your young master?"

"Keep up!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!